Earlier Today
The footage is taken early in the day. The camera fades in as a mixed woman hops out the passenger’s side of a Black Range Rover. She opens up the rear door a picks up a Nike gym bag. She closes the door and slings the bag’s strap over her left shoulder. She slips on a pair of Ray Ban aviator shades as she makes her way towards the arena.

 

Nina Stokes

 

Nina Stokes: Ha, I figured you all would catch up with me sometime today.

 

She adjusts her bag’s strap just a bit as she keeps walking.

 

Nina Stokes: Some people on the roster know me, but I’m sure a bunch of them don’t. So, for the benefit of everyone, I’m just gonna’ introduce myself...that cool?

 

She tosses out a small smile.

 

Nina Stokes: My name is Nina Stokes. I’ve traveled the world, working for this promotion and that promotion—you’ll hear about that another time.

 

That smile turns to a smirk.

 

Nina Stokes: Most people would tell you that I’m pretty damn good in the ring. I tend to agree with them.

 

She walks in silence for a moment.

 

Nina Stokes: Tonight, I’ll be making my Carnage debut against Robby Black. There’s no reason to dig into him any further; I said all I needed to say in my promotional video. What I will say is that this match will be amazing, I can promise you that. You see, I haven’t had many terrible matches. Sure, my career hasn’t been as long as some people here, but the fact remains—put me in the ring, and people will watch and be entertained.

 

She quickly runs her fingers through her hair as she reaches the front door of the Carnage Arena.

 

Nina Stokes: Well, that’s all I’ve really got for now. By now, everyone is probably tired of my words—ya'll want to see that action. So, let me get to it, yeah?

 

The camera begins to fade out as she opens up the door.

 

 

 


21st Edition - June 27th, 2016
The Carnage Arena - Baltimore, Maryland
Tonight's Attendance: 1593

 

Exclusively on the

 

 

 

Monday Night Chaos LIVE! (21) 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 playing over the PA system as the live shot begins high above the packed Carnage Arena, taking in every angle of this new and improved arena, once again; decked out in orange and red for tonight's event! The camera pans around the venue, watching as every member of the loyal Carnage Legion files into the arena, practically filling the place up! The crowd begins cheering as the lights dim slightly, indicating that showtime is drawing nearer!

 

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 the three of them. The camera catches all three of them staring not at the camera, but to their left, at Boy who is angrily slamming his fists on the timekeepers table.

 

Terra Skye: What in the hell is he--

 

Ray Payne: He lookz angers, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: No shit, but why?

 

Terra Skye: I don't know but...

 

Her voice fades out as she glances up and realizes the live feed is on them, and she immediately turns to the camera, motioning to Ray and Johnny that they are live. The three commentators smooth out their clothing, and hair, as they smile at the camera.

 

Terra Skye: Good evening, Carnage Legion!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Welcome to Chaos LIVE.. Twenty Motherfucking ONE!!!

 

Ray Payne: Sorries about dat, yo... We is worriedz about Mistah Boy an we does not knowz why he iz da angeredz yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: It's true, Legion... here we are on the OWF Network, on a national network... It seems like all our dreams have come true, doesn't it?

 

Terra Skye: What are you getting at, Johnn--

 

Johnny Vegas: BUT FOR ONE MAN.... Maybe this ISN'T his dream.. NO NO!!! Maybe for our ESTEEMED Timekeeper Boy...

 

Boy: DEATH TO THE SNOWBALLS!

 

Johnny Vegas: BUT FOR BOY... Maybe his Dream was to--

 

Ray Payne: Whut iz you talkin bouts, Johnny?!

 

Terra Skye: Oh my Gentle Jesus... you honestly think Boy is angry because we're on TV now? Hey, Boy...

 

Boy looks to Terra.

 

Terra Skye: Are you upset that we're on TV now?

 

Ray Payne: Or iz it sumthin elses, yo?

 

Johnny Vegas: I know the truth, Boy.. Just tell them. Tell them that Ol' Johnny is right, and prove once and for all that I understand you better than ANYONE!!!!

 

Boy doesn't speak right away, his eyes simply dart between the three commentators.

 

Terra Skye: Well?

 

Ray Payne: We aint gotz all days, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: LEAVE HIM ALONE! HE'S FRAGILE!!!

 

Terra Skye: Have you been drinking?

 

Johnny Vegas: Now, that's not the point.. Is it? We're talking about Boy right now.

 

Boy: Notes have been left.

 

Ray Payne: He iz angers about da notes.

 

Terra Skye: WHAT NOTES?!

 

Boy: Dylan having mother in the grave. Dylan not there. Ketunnen. Tweever must die. TWEEVER MUST DIE!!! DARK ROOM!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: See? This is totally because of the OWF deal.

 

Terra Skye: How much did you have to drink, Johnny?

 

Ray Payne: Soundz likez he iz angers about Dylan an Mistah Tweedah, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Or that his mom is dead....

 

Johnny Vegas: Or that we all got raises and he didn't.

 

Terra Skye: Shut up.

 

Johnny pulls out a large bottle of whiskey and pours himself a glass as Terra and Ray shake their heads.

 

Ray Payne: Johnnie haz a problemz yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: I do not. I just enjoy whiskey. Now that we've figured out why Boy is so sad, shouldn't we be talking about the show?!

 

Terra Skye: First off, we haven't figured out anything about why Boy is ANGRY... but yes, we should be talking about what we've got lined up for Chaos 21 tonight!

 

Ray Payne: I sawz Miss Stokies talkin tah da cameraz outside da arena a lil whiles ago, yo. She is hasing a debut tonite againsz Mistah Robbies Black!

 

Johnny Vegas: Robbie is NOT black!

 

Terra Skye: Oh my GOD... that's not what he-- You know what? Nevermind. Yes, Ray... And from what I've seen of Robby Black, he's a demented guy, I hope Nina is prepared for what he has to offer.

 

Ray Payne: I dink dat she will be fines, yo. I has seened her work in othah places, and she haz a lots of talents. I jus wundah why she comes heah ta Carnages wrestlinz, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: For the V-Man.

 

Terra Skye: UGHHHH... Who knows, Ray. Only Miss Stokes really knows why she decided to sign with CW, but I look forward to seeing her in the ring here in a little while.

 

Ray Payne: I is also lookin furwards tah da match betweenz Mistah Sabby, Mistah Shovel an Mistah Soundtown yo. I loves da tripley threateds matchez.

 

Johnny Vegas: I love a good three way too, my friend.

 

Terra Skye: YES RAY... Three men, who all have proven that they can be just as Ultraviolent as the best of them, fighting it out tonight in front of the Carnage Legion. I for one think Lucas Silva should be sitting this one out, considering the beating he took at the hand of Altus' partner, Ojeda at Chaos Twenty.

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Soundtown iz gunna be finez, yo. He is da hero of Baltiesmore.

 

Johnny Vegas: He's a twerp. Sabiru is going to fuck some shit up, mark my words.

 

Terra Skye: That is if Ojeda doesn't interfere and fuck things up all on his own.

 

Ray Payne: He willz not does dat yo... not since he iz facin da Carnage Champies, Miss Mellie, yo.

 

Terra Skye: You're right.. but there's nothing stopping Altus from interfering in that match either, considering the way he face planted Melody into her championship after he lost to her at Chaos 20. Fucking sore losers.

 

Johnny Vegas: You know what?

 

Terra Skye: Don't care. Anyway, I think Ojeda underestimates our Carnage Champion. He watched his partner lose to her two weeks ago, yet on Twitter I've seen him continue to treat her like she's of no threat to him. Personally I think he's scared... as he should be.

 

Ray Payne: Miss Mellie iz nuffin tah mess wif, yo. She beated Mistah Jax yo.. and she'z not losted a match yets, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: I think that--

 

Terra Skye: Speaking of John Ojeda, tonight we're going to see Ojeda's student Cynder Hendricks go up against SynnStarr Saint in some Women's Ultraviolent action! I for one think that these two are going to rip each other limb from limb.

 

Johnny Vegas: You think he's hitting that? I know I would be.

 

Ray Payne: Sheesh, Johnnie. Shush it ups, yo. We is tryin tah talk about Chaosz, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Maybe they'll come out here and rip Johnny to pieces... I could only wish. But in all seriousness, Cynder proved herself to be dangerous at Chaos 20 when she not only put away former CW Champion, Charity Jones, but she also stalked Jones around the building with barbed wire wrapped around her fist.. I think Charity got away before Cynder could get to her.

 

Johnny Vegas: Too bad.

 

Ray Payne: Yah, Miss Charry gots away, yo. We iz also gunna beh hears from Da You-Veee Champ tonite, yo... aftah da attack on him at Chaos 19, yo..

 

Johnny Vegas: MATT STONE?!?!

 

Terra Skye: Oh God.. now you've got him started.. We'd better get this show underway before I have to hear about--

 

Johnny Vegas: THE MAN IS--

 

Boy: DEATH.

 

Ray Payne: On dat note...

 

 

 

Match One: Robby Black Vs. Nina Stokes

Johnny Vegas: On that note, I think I'm going to have another drink.

 

Terra Skye: Shocker. You know, you--

 

Matt Wylde steps into the ring for the first time tonight, and wastes little time in placing the microphone up to his mouth.

 

Matt Wylde: HELLO CARNAGE LEGION!!!!! Lets get Chaos 21 underway, shall we? This first match is scheduled for ONE FALL, and will be contested under--

 

The screams of children can be heard echoing through out the arena. After a moment the arena goes silent. A short figure dressed in a white robe steps out from the back.

 

Johnny Vegas: What in the...

 

Ghost Boy: He's got the whole world...in his hand...He's go the whole wide world...in his hand. He's got the whole...world in his hand. He's got the whole world in his...hand.

 

The Ghostly child begins to walk down the ramp and is followed by multiple other children hidden in white robes. All the kids except Ghost Boy begins to line up on each side of the ramp.

 

Terra Skye: There's more of them...

 

Ghost Choir: He's got the pretty little baby...in his hand...He's go the pretty little baby...in his hand. He's got the pretty little baby in his hand...He's got the whole world in his hand.

 

As the choir sings, An adult figure walks out from the back covered in a black robe. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, his face covered by the hood. He gets to the end and grabs the second rope. He proceeds to pull himself up and enters the ring. The man stands in the middle of the ring and slowly removes the belt that held his robe closed. He proceeded to drop the rob, revealing his face to the world. Robby had a smile that made even the bravest souls uncomfortable. The Choir makes their way up the ramp, back stage leaving Robby, and Ghost Boy alone.

 

Robby Black

 

Matt Wylde: First to the ring, standing in at six foot three inches, and weighing two hundred and thirty pounds... Making his Carnage Wrestling debut... ROBBYYY BLACKKKKKKKK!!!

 

Ray Payne: Ey yo, Joh--

 

Johnny Vegas: AHH!! Jesus Christ! I just about spilled my drink you cocksucker!!!

 

Ray Payne: Yez, dis is kindah scaries, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Robby Black is the first of two brand new competitors making their debut in Carnage Wrestling tonight! One has to wonder - are we seeing the very first match of a future Carnage Champion here tonight?

 

Ray Payne: Wez happy ta haz Mista Black here in da Carnage Wrasslins!

 

Johnny Vegas: Every week CW grows stronger. The new blood have to bring it better than they ever have before if they want to stick around, if you know what I mean...

 

Terra Skye: If you're speaking of the talent level at the top... Lennox, Stone, Silva-

 

Ray Payne: Or da destructive levels of dem Shovel Headed Kill Machinez, or Mizz SynnyStarr Saint-

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah... That's what I meant... Sure. Yup.

 

Terra Skye: …. It goes without saying that that also applies to Robby Black's opponent here tonight...

 

There’s about ten seconds worth of silence before Schoolboy Q’s "Hands on The Wheel" begins to play throughout the venue. The chorus plays for about thirty seconds before the first verse kicks in. Nina makes her way out from the back. Her stride is slow and deliberate as she makes her way towards the ring.

 

Nina Stokes

 

Ray Payne: Diz new gurl showin' a lot of da confidences, yo!

 

Johnny Vegas: Shut up, asshat!

 

Ray Payne: Dat's not nice, Johnny.

 

As Nina reaches the base of the ring, she wipes her boots and then slides in. She strolls around the ring a bit, looking out at and trying gauge the temperature of the crowd. Some of them are cheering, some are sending her boos. After a few moments, she heads towards the nearest corner. She closes her eyes and opens her arms, soaking in the mutual reactions of both sides of the crowd. After a little while, she opens her eyes and hops out of the corner. She reaches into the inner pocket of her ring jacket and pulls out a bottom-row mouth guard. Nina sheds her jacket and gives it to an official on the outside. Finally acknowledging the presence of Robby Black, the woman shakes her head as she notices him smiling at her. Ref Jeff comes to stand between the two competitors in the middle of the ring.

 

Matt Wylde: And his opponent, standing in at five foot six inches and weighing one hundred and thirty six pounds... also making her Carnage Wrestling Debut.. NINAA STOKESSSSS!!!!!

 

Terra Skye: Nice seeing another strong woman on the Carnage Wrestling roster!

 

Johnny Vegas: Nice to see another nice set of--

 

Terra Skye: Seriously?!

 

Ray Payne: Iz I da onlies one dat is focusin on da match, yo!?

 

Johnny Vegas: I AM! It's not fair for "Miss Skye" over here to like someone just because they're female!

 

Ray Payne: ….

 

Terra Skye: Why isn't it fair?! I have to walk through puddles of drool from BOTH of you any time that one of our strong, smart, beautiful, talented female athletes come out to ply their craft!!

 

Johnny Vegas: God, you're annoying... It's different. Totally different.

 

Ray Payne: Uhm... wut does 'ply' means?

 

After explaining the rules to the Standard Match, Ref Jeff steps away from Robby and Nina. He signals over to Boy to ring the bell to signal the start of the match.

 

Boy: Wishing the Ketunnen types for the funeral of things in the daytime.

 

Johnny Vegas: Take your own damn advice and focus on the goddamn match!

 

Terra Skye: I can tell where this night is going...

 

DING DING!!!

 

With a sudden explosion of speed and velocity Nina comes out from her corner of the ring and closes the distance with Robby. Firing off three lightning-fast Chest Kicks, Robby tries to parry the blows as he is pushed backwards towards the corner of the ring he was standing in. As Black crashes into the corner turnbuckles, Nina steps back several steps and sizes up Robby. Taking off once more, she attempts to deliver a Double Knee Strike towards the corner of the ring. Robby leaps away from the corner at the last moment, causing Stokes to crash into the turnbuckles and get tangled up. Robby doesn’t even hesitate as he grabs Nina by her hair and slams her down towards the ring setting her up into a Tree of Woe. Stepping back towards the middle of the ring, Robby sizes the entrenched Stokes up. Taking off across the canvas, Black falls into a Baseball slide and drives both of his boots into the face of Nina. Robby rolls away to the outside of the ring, holding onto the bottom rope while Stokes falls limp away from the turnbuckles and comes crashing down onto the canvas face-first.

 

Johnny Vegas: The Lovely, Vivacious, Delectable Miss Nina Stokes is in a bad way early in this match to start off Chaos 21!

 

Terra Skye: You can try to get on my nerves, Johnny Boy. But you won't be able to hurt me as bad as that baseball slide by Robby Black that may have just rearranged the facial features of the lovely Miss Stokes-

 

Ray Payne: Oh noes! Not Mizz Stokes faces!

 

Johnny Vegas: I'll show you a Johnny Boy...

 

Robby takes a few moments along the outside of the ring to gauge the crowds reaction to his last maneuver. Some of the crowd, along with Ray Payne, are booing the tactic. Others, however, are cheering as if they are calling for blood in the worst way. Black sees that Stokes is still laid out near the center of the canvas and decides to oblige the half of the crowd that wants more. He hoists himself up the ring steps along the northwest corner of the ring. Moving precariously from the outside edge to the outside of the turnbuckles, Black leaps up to the top turnbuckle while he intently focuses on Stokes who is still laid out on her stomach while holding her face with both of her hands in what appears to be obvious pain. Standing up straight, Robby jumps into the sky looking to deliver an Elbow Drop from the top rope. At the last second Nina rolls away from the middle of the ring causing Robby to come crashing down Elbow-first into the canvas. Stokes comes to the opposite corner of the ring, uses the ropes to right herself as Black grips at his right elbow.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well, that backfired.

 

Ray Payne: Like that time I had those hawt wingz back in Philly.

 

Terra Skye: Ack- I mean, yeah, backfired for Robby Black there. Perhaps Stokes was playing opossum?

 

Johnny Vegas: Your face looks like a possum. HAH!!!

 

Ray Payne: Wuts a-

 

Terra Skye: ITS A WOODLAND CREATURE, RAY.

 

Ref Jeff stands to the side and checks on the condition of Robby as Nina comes padding over from the east side of the ring. As Black pushes against the canvas with his good arm and comes up to his knees, Stokes quickly falls into a Triangle Hold that takes Black back down towards the canvas. Stokes applies a substantial amount of pressure while Robby roars and tries to break out of the hold. Ref Jeff moves to the side of the two competitors to check the hold and see if Robby wishes to submit!

 

His response is a resounding dirty insult as he tries to swing his arm and reach towards the nearest bottom rope!

 

Terra Skye: Nina’s looking to control the pace of this match.

 

Johnny Vegas: From my seat, it looks like she's trying to win the match.

 

Terra Skye: Both competitors are trying to win the match, Johnny.

 

Johnny Vegas: DUH!

 

Ray Payne: Dat trianglez thingy has to hurts, yo.

 

 

Reff Jeff asks Black if he submits! Black raises his free arm up just over the canvas, his arm shaking!

 

 

Black manages to grab hold of the bottom rope! There's a mixed reaction from the Carnage Legion.

 

Terra Skye: He got his hand on the rope! That forces a competition break, which gets Black out of the submission hold and gives him new life.

 

Ref Jeff tells Stokes to break the hold. Nina continues to apply pressure as Robby shakes the ropes looking for any way to escape the Triangle Hold. Ref Jeff steps back and begins to issues a Five Count.

 

Ref Jeff: One!

 

Johnny Vegas: Nina is looking to hurt Robby here! I love her tenacity! Her fire! Her passion! Her legs...

 

Terra Skye: Just once... I wish I could have two competent people to work with... Just once.

 

Ref Jeff: Two!!

 

Ray Payne: Some of da fans here in B-more are booin' Miss Legs, yo! I means, Miss Stokes, yo!

 

Stokes finally breaks the Triangle Lock and steps away from Robby Black. She moves towards the far side of the ring. Meanwhile, Robby manages to use the same rope to get back up to his feet and compose himself. Just as Nina turns back towards Black, she is the recipient of a Kick into her sternum that causes her to double over. Black continues forward and takes hold of Nina, driving her down viciously into the canvas with a DDT. Robby sits up and as Stokes splays out across the canvas in the middle of the ring. He pushes her over onto her back and shoulders to cover Stokes up for the first pin attempt of the match. Ref Jeff drops to one knee to make the pin count.

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

 

Nina kicks out of the pin attempt before Ref Jeff's hand can hit the canvas a third time!

 

Terra Skye: Kickout by Stokes here! I thought Black might have had her, especially after that vicious DDT.

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh please.

 

Ray Payne: Anyding can happens, yo. Speciallies wif two peoples dat iz new tah See-Dubbayah, yo.

 

Robby sits back and runs his hands through his hair in disbelief as he presses against the ropes.

 

Ray Payne: Robby Black can't belief dat he didn't winz dis match, yo. But he gotta keep da pressa up on Mizz Stokes 'n not fall behind wen he haz da cleer uppahandz, yo.

 

Nina presses against the canvas and starts to get up from her feet. Black pushes against the ropes and stalks around Stokes, looking to get around to the middle of the canvas to take hold of her by the head and shoulders. As Robby grabs hold of her, Stokes comes alive as she drives her forehead right in the bridge of Black’s nose. Seeing stars, Robby staggers backwards as Stokes releases the hold. Black tries to shake the cobwebs out of his as he advances on Stokes. Nina sidesteps to bring up her right leg and knee, but Robby manages to duck under the strike and comes standing back up just as Nina swings the same leg over his head and back around to drive her knee directly into his jawline with a Feigned Knee Strike.

 

Johnny Vegas: Just when you think she's done. She always has something else up her sleeve!

 

Terra Skye: Who, me?!

 

Johnny Vegas: No, Nina Stokes. See? I am watching the damn match! And its not all about you!

 

Terra Skye: Ain't that the pot calling the kettle black.

 

Johnny Vegas: He's not BLACK!!!

 

As Robby staggers from the blow back to the middle of the ring, Stokes comes rushing towards him and drives the same knee into the man with a Kitchen Sink. Black spins forward completely three hundred and sixty degrees before he smashes down onto the canvas. Stokes is quick to turn around and cover up her opponent for a pin attempt. Ref Jeff can barely keep up with the sudden bursts of speed followed by numbing slowness as he falls to the canvas on one knee to make the count.

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

 

Thr - - - Robby kicks out at the last second!

 

The crowd cheers as this match continues!

 

Ray Payne: The fanz seems exciteded, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Mister Creepfest kicked out... I don't know what's to be excited about.

 

Terra Skye: I actually agree.. he is pretty creepy. But I will say, I am impressed with Nina Stokes. She's putting the entire company on notice here tonight.

 

Johnny Vegas: Mmmmmmmmmhmmm.

 

Ray Payne: I dink dat Johnnie iz creepy too, yo.

 

Nina moves away quickly from Robby and comes against the ropes that were to the back of both competitors. Black rolls onto one knee and comes to look through his soaked locks as Stokes is burning a hole through the man with her eyes. Nina taunts the man to get back up to his feet and come at her. Black stands up and starts to make a move just as Stokes pushes against the ropes and uses the momentum to launch forward at Robby. Black snaps off a European Uppercut that catches Stokes at the last minute, putting the brakes on all of her momentum as she is immediately caught by the man in a grapple. Robby follows through with the move letting all of the built momentum explode into a Tilt-A-Whirl slams that plants Stokes dangerously close to the ropes and outside of the ring. Robby moves towards the center of the ring to compose himself before he starts stalking Stokes once more.

 

Johnny Vegas: How much punishment can these two take?

 

Ray Payne: It’s all about makins anz impreshun, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Yeah, like your face, Johnny. It’s hard to forget.

 

Johnny Vegas: I didn't say nothin! That was an unprovoked attack on my character!

 

Stokes has landed with her feet under the bottom ropes. Robby reaches down and drags the woman around so that her head is now hanging over the edge of the outside ring. Ref Jeff tries to tell the man to keep it inside the ring but Robby just responds with another chain of insults as he approaches the corner of the ring and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He turns to orient himself towards Stokes and the outside of the ring. Leaping from the top turnbuckle, he comes crashing down onto Nina with a Guillotine Leg Drop before crashing down hard on the ground outside of the ring.

 

C-DUB! C-DUB! C-DUB! C-DUB!

 

Ray Payne: Da Carnage Leegin iz really gettin' inta da action hear tonightz, yo!

 

Terra Skye: There isn't any more that you can ask for out of two new competitors to come in and open the show here at Chaos Live! and to burn the house down!

 

Johnny Vegas: Exactly. I don't feel like we could ask for anything more. Well, other than for you to be fired.

 

Terra Skye: Hey!

 

Johnny Vegas: You started it!

 

Robby Black and Nina Stokes are both limp inside and outside of the ring. Stokes managed to roll back into the ring after almost being decapitated by Black. Ref Jeff looks to the outside of the ring as Robby is showing no signs of movement, either. Ringside EMTs look to the man thinking that the match should be called. The fans are on their feet cheering both competitors on. Ref Jeff steps back towards the middle of the squared circle and begins to issue a Ten Count.

 

One!

 

Two!!

 

Nina shows a sign of movement as the woman appears to still be alive and functional. Despite the pain and damage inflicted, she hardens her resolve while using the adjacent ropes to right herself.

 

Three!!!

 

Ref Jeff notices Nina moving back up to her feet and skips over to ringside to check on the condition of Black. Robbie has managed to grasp at the canvas skirt to use it for leverage.

 

Four!!!!

 

As Nina is finally back up to her feet, Ref Jeff nods and cuts the Ten Count. Robby is also back up to his feet and leaning against the outside of the ring still reeling from the impact of that move. Robby reaches to the bottom rope and manages to hoist himself up to the outside edge of the ring as a woman possessed comes rushing out from the corner of the ring. Stokes catches Robby in the face just as he comes to stand on the outside edge of the ring with a High Roundhouse that knocks the man completely away from the ring sending him crashing into the outside barricade. Grabbing hold of the middle ropes, Stokes leaps over the ropes and comes flying down onto Robby with a Double Foot Stomp outside the ring.

 

Johnny Vegas: Hot damn!!

 

Terra Skye: Yeah, you go, girl!!!

 

Ray Payne: Iz hopes our insurances is paid up, yo.

 

Once more Nina and Robby are outside of the ring. Ref Jeff can’t believe what just happened. The Legion is rabid and begging for more. Approaching the ropes, he leans over the top and looks down at the two competitors and then glances once more over to the Ringside EMTs. Nina shows signs of movement first as she pushes against the unforgiving surface beneath the two of them. Robby is even slower to move but manages to show signs of life as well. Once more Ref Jeff begins a Ten Count.

 

One!

 

Terra Skye: Why is he even bothering?

 

Two!!

 

Ray Payne: Refz Jeffz is just following da rules.

 

Three!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Seriously? Did Jeff get a pay raise or something? Is he sober?!

 

Four!!!!

 

Terra Skye: How would you know, Johnny? You and that bottle of Whiskey...

 

Nina is back up to her feet, and with the Ten Count extinguished, Ref Jeff steps back to the middle of the ring as Stokes Irish Whips Black underneath the bottom rope and back into the ring. Walking towards the edge, Nina grabs hold of the ring skirt and hoists herself up and back to the outside of the ring. Taking hold of the top rope, she leaps up and uses the rope to bounce even further into the air towards the awaiting Robby. Black draws up both of his knees at the last second as Stokes was looking for a Top Rope Splash that ends with all the wind being knocked out of her abdomen. Black rolls through the impact and manages to come over Stokes once more for another pin attempt. Ref Jeff moves to the canvas once more.

 

Ray Payne: Just owz, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: I haven’t seen this much punishment since-

 

Terra Skye: Cover!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

 

Thr - - - Nina Stokes kicks out at the last second! Ref Jeff is shocked!

 

Terra Skye: Ooohhh!!!

 

Ray Payne: I taught he hadz her, yo!

 

Johnny Vegas: I wish I--

 

Robby Black is losing his shit! The fans are ready to rip the roof off the Carnage Arena with a chorus of cheers, boos and applauding.

 

Ray Payne: Mrs. Mohrz would be happy, yoz. If she wuz heah.

 

Terra Skye: These fans keep begging for more, and I agree!

 

Johnny Vegas: Wow.

 

Robby moves across the canvas towards the ropes in complete disbelief that he still hasn’t been able to put Stokes away. Hoisting himself back up to his feet with aid from the middle rope, he glances to Nina as she begins to regain her composure and get herself back up to her feet. Robby decides to wait and bait the woman, leaning against the ropes to regain his breath until Nina is completely back up to her feet in the middle of the ring. Just as she is completely vertical Robby pushes away from the ropes with everything he has left in his tank. Looking to get her into a Fireman’s Carry, he leaves himself completely wide open as Stokes suddenly leaps up into the air and drives her right boot into the man’s jawline with a Sick Kick. Black goes completely limp from the impact as he lands hard on the canvas and is quickly covered up by Stokes. Ref Jeff wonders if that’s it as he comes to the canvas once more.

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!!

 

 

Three!!!

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Matt Wylde: The winner of the match, NINA STOKESSSS!!!!!

 

Nina rolls away from Robby and to the outside of the ring as EMTs attempt to approach her. Stokes pushes away from them while holding her midsection with her left arm as she approaches the ramp to make her way to the backstage area. Meanwhile the same EMTs rush into the ring to check on the condition of Robby Black as the feed cuts to the commentators at ringside.

 

Terra Skye: Impressive effort by both competitors here tonight, Nina Stokes comes out on top though, showing everyone in Carnage why she is going to be a force to be reckoned with!

 

Johnny Vegas: I--

 

Terra Skye: Looks like we're heading into a commercial break! Be back in a few folks!

 

 

 

Upcoming Shows on the OWF Network!!!


July 3rd, 2016

OWF DETERMINED!
LIVE ON PAY PER VIEW!
Korakuen Hall
Bunkyo, Tokyo, Japan



July 15th, 2016
Friday Addiction
Ariake Coliseum
Koto, Tokyo, Japan



July 22nd, 2016
Friday Addiction
Budokan Hall
Chiyoda, Tokyo, Japan



July 29th, 2016
Friday Addiction
Ryougoku Sumo Hall
Sumida, Tokyo, Japan



August 7th, 2016
OWF BLOOD BATH
LIVE ON PAY PER VIEW FROM THE TOKYO DOME, IN BUNKYO, TOKYO, JAPAN!





CARNAGE WRESTLING
UPCOMING SHOWS...
AIRING FIRST ON...



July 10th, 2016
CW Presents: Ascension
LIVE ON THE OWF NETWORK & STREAMING ON CARNAGEWRESTLING.COM
2300 Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA!



July 25th, 2016
CW Presents: Monday Night Chaos - 22
Carnage Arena
Baltimore, Maryland, USA



August 8th, 2016
CW Presents: Monday Night Chaos - 23
Carnage Arena
Baltimore, Maryland, USA



August 22nd, 2016
CW Presents: Monday Night Chaos - 24
Carnage Arena
Baltimore, Maryland, USA



September 4th, 2016
CW Presents: We Are Relentless
Carnage Arena
Baltimore, Maryland, USA





NEW LEGENDS of WRESTLING
UPCOMING SHOWS...


June 26th, 2016
NLW Presents: Rebirth - 3
Quicken Loans Arena
Cleveland, Ohio, USA



July 10th, 2016
NLW Presents: Rebirth - 4
PPL Center
Allentown, Pennsylvania, USA



July 24th, 2016
NLW Presents: Rebirth - 5
Dunkin Donuts Center
Providence, Rhode Island, USA

 

 

Match Two: Cynder Hendricks Vs. SynnStarr Saint

Johnny Vegas: So there you have it, A definitive listing of the upcoming shows on the OWF Network.

 

Terra Skye: Now including shows from NLW, the New Legends of Wrestling!

 

Johnny Vegas: Why are we talking about them?

 

Ray Payne: I hearded dat Doctah Winn iz wrestlinz ovah dere, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Indeed he is! So keep an eye on NLW, because I'm sure the CW founder is doing great things over there!

 

Johnny Vegas: We're talking about the same guy, right? Old, fat... worthless...

 

Terra Skye: Doctor Winn has a wrestling background, and I'm sure that--

 

Johnny Vegas: Nonsense!

 

Ray Payne: It'z not nices tah talks about Da guud doctah like dat yo.

 

Terra Skye: Doctor Winn is the reason we're all here, Johnny. Anyway, It looks like we're ready to get to the next match.

 

Matt Wylde steps into the ring, ready to announce the next match.

 

Matt Wylde: This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is an Ultra--

 

Suddenly, "Stillborn" by Black Label Society starts to blare over the Carnage Arena PA System cutting off the commentators. Moments later, Nathan Cristion emerges from the backstage area through the curtain with a scowl on his face.

 

Nathan Cristion

 

Terra Skye: Hold on a second, that's Nathan Cristion!

 

Johnny Vegas: GOOD JOB... Now, who am I?

 

Ray Payne: I dink dat Miss Terra wuz saysin dat cuz dis is not on da schedulies fur tonite, yo.

 

Cristion steps out onto the top of the ramp and continues downward towards the ring. His heavy boots stomp down on the metal grates of the ramp until he reaches the ringside area. He takes to the northwest ringsteps to make his way up to the ring apron, and then the big man steps over the top rope to enter the ring. The Carnage Legion boos him as they usually do; this time they are wondering where his sidekick, love interest, and tag team partner Magdalena might be as she did not accompany him to ringside this evening. Cristion makes his way over towards the east side of the ring.

 

Johnny Vegas: If it's not bad enough that we've got a tag team called the "Bible Buddies"-

 

Terra Skye: They're not called the Bible Buddies...

 

Johnny Vegas: We've also got a tag team called the "House of the Holy" A.K.A. Bible Buddies 2!

 

Terra Skye: SIGH - They're not called the Bible Buddies!!

 

Ray Payne: I wouldn'tz letz Mista Cristion hearz ya says that, Johnny.

 

Cristion leans over the top rope on the east side of the ring towards the commentators and Johnny Vegas lurches backward in his seat. Cristion shouts out towards the timekeepers area, demanding a microphone. Boy is quick out of his seat to grab a microphone for Cristion, and the gesture isn't very well received by the Holy Man as he snatches the microphone from Boy's hand. The Carnage Legion boos a bit louder as Cristion makes a cutthroat symbol towards the backstage area so that they'll kill his music - suddenly the PA speakers go quiet. Cristion taps the microphone with the open palm of his free hand as he begins pacing around the ring.

 

Ray Payne: I wonda wut Mista Cristion has ta says, yo!

 

Johnny Vegas: Well... Now, I'm just guessing here.. but since he has a microphone, I figure that we're about to find out.

 

Cristion stops at the center of the ring, facing the south side towards where the OWF Network Main Feed - Hard Camera is placed. He raises his right arm in the direction of the lens and points one finger directly towards it. His lips part, but as they do, the Legion surrounding him on the ground floor and the second deck boo even louder. This perceived interruption causes Cristion to pull away and point towards the crowd instead.

 

Nathan Cristion: SHADDAP!

 

Cristion stops in the center of the ring as the Legion responds with the loudest boos of the night so far. Nathan Cristion does not seem to be amused.

 

Nathan Cristion: You Baltimoron PEASANTS have absolutely no respect!

 

Once again, the jeering of the Legion completely drowns out Cristion to the point where he has to stop and wait to speak.

 

Nathan Cristion: My Magdalena and I have graced your measly presences long enough that ALL OF YOU should have repented by now! However, what I see before me is absolutely disgusting. An ungodly waste of human flesh. A sea of uselessness. A collective Judas - each and every last one of you!

 

Johnny Vegas: Blah Blah... bible thump... blah blah.

 

Terra Skye: I just don't understand why he's even out here. He wasn't even scheduled for Chaos 21.

 

Nathan Cristion: ...even though I am forced to wither away amidst the fowl stench of you rotting carcasses, I know that I am here for a purpose. Yes, our Lord the Father has a purpose for My Magdalena and I; we were sent here to punish you for the sins that you have committed over and over and over again. Magdalena and I are here to punish you for all of those sins you so thoughtlessly continue to commit against us!

 

Johnny Vegas: ...I'd rather listen to Boy talk about the OWF Network deal...

 

Ray Payne: ...but Johnny, I don'tz thinkz dat wuz what Mista Boy wuz tryin' ta say...

 

Terra Skye: SHH!

 

Inside the ring, Nathan Cristion looks out towards the commentary area momentarily after hearing Terra Skye's loud shush of her colleagues. With only a momentary distraction, he quickly glances back towards the camera.

 

Nathan Cristion: I prayed to our Father for a means to spread his message: the new message. I prayed long, and I prayed hard. I prayed well past the point where my faith had began to wane and far beyond what a normal man's resolve would be. I was close to giving up, and giving in. I was this close to quitting Carnage Wrestling altogether! ...but then the Lord answered my prayers and things started to go our way. First, Carnage Wrestling announces a television Network deal that increases our exposure by well over a factor of 100! It may be a little over a thousand of you peasants sitting here, now, in the worst city in the world, but there are millions more watching through that camera lens - comfortable in their own homes. My ability to spread the message of the Lord our Father has grown exponentially; and I didn't even have to lift a finger to do it. Without knowing what she had done, Kyra Mohr fulfilled the will of the Father and brought the House of the Holy in front of so many more of you Judas Iscariot clones-

 

Johnny Vegas: ...oooOOOOoooohhhh, "Judas Clone", how original...

 

Terra Skye: ...you are gonna get us killed...

 

Ray Payne: ...I'z gunna takez da whiskeyz away, yo...

 

Johnny Vegas: ...you're gonna take Jake Whiskey away? Hahahahaha...

 

Terra Skye: ...Jesus Christ. I say if Cristion hears him, we throw Johnny in the ring to fend for himself...

 

Ray Payne: ...datz not nice, Mizz Terra...

 

Nathan Cristion: -nd furthermore, I prayed for success to follow the House of the Holy into this new, national era of Carnage Wrestling! Once again, the Father would deliver us from evil as we destroyed the team of Marisol Hawkes and Dazi Miyashita and earned a shot at the CW Tag Team Championships! Now, all things come because they are the will of our Father, so, with full confidence, I am going to declare the House of the Holy the winners of the Tag Team Championships at Ascension! That's right - with our earned free-shot at the Tag Titles, Magdalena and I choose to take on Gary Altus and John Ojeda at Ascension in two weeks! But not only will we take them on, we will show them what true teamwork is like when we destroy them and take those championships away from them!

 

Terra Skye: ...this is big news! A CW Tag Team Title shot at Ascension!...

 

Ray Payne: ...Dey did earns a right at a contractz, yo. A freez shot wheneva dey wanted itz, yo...

 

Johnny Vegas: ...is he done talking yet?

 

Nathan Cristion: And because of our upcoming Tag Team Title match, I must quell any rumors that I will be competing here tonight. I am not scheduled to be in any match. Therefore, I am not dressed for any action of any kind. Now I've heard rumors through the OWF Network that Tweeder called me out-

 

The Carnage Legion suddenly comes to life and cheers upon the mention of their Legend and UltraViolent Icon, Tweeder.

 

Nathan Cristion: Tweeder had the audacity to call me out and speak fallacies that said that he and I were going to have a match tonight. Well, that's not going to happen!

 

The crowd turns sour again and goes back to booing.

 

Nathan Cristion: Unlike Tweeder, who hasn't been around since five years ago, I've earned my right to a Tag Team Title match by competing and being active. I've been around, Mister Hardcore, and by around I mean that I've been here - not just some bronze plaque hanging back on a brick wall back there. Speaking of busts, why are you back, anyway? Didn't you enjoy your spot on the wall back there next to your old buddy Sinc? Or was it Sinc, and his less than stellar comeback that has forced you to come back, too? I just don't understand. Please enlighten me. And speaking of Sinc, didn't you get the hint? Sinc Mercier made his return to Carnage Wrestling as a bitter and broken shell of his former self - but at least he tried because he was a former Carnage World Champion and he had the balls to admit that he wasn't what he used to be. Perhaps that's why you should have remained a bronze bust in the Hall of Legends, Tweeder; because even in the locker room backstage you're just a bust who never could make it all the way to the top. Would you like to tell the collective judas surrounding the ring here this evening that you're back because "you have something left to prove"? Maybe you can win the big one now that Sinc isn't here to be better than you. Maybe you're just bitter because your plaque on the Hall of Legends wall has accomplished more than you in the five years you've been gone. Hey, collecting dust is still considered 'somethin', Tweed. But hey, any time you want to bring your rusty old ass back into a Carnage ring, you can take a swing at God's Chosen Son Nathan Cristion. Unlike you, I ain't goin' anywhere. But you get your shot when you earn it - so why don't you see what Robby Black is doin' for Ascension, perhaps you can give somethin back or-

 

The lights go out and the feed on Nathan Cristion's microphone cuts off, and for moments the audience and commentators inside the Carnage Arena are left abuzz. Soon, sound emerges and blares from the Arena PA speakers once more, this time in the tune of "Walk" by Pantera...

 

Terra Skye: Oh my god-

 

Johnny Vegas: Yes, I am here, Terra.

 

Ray Payne: No, not youz, Johnny. It's-

 

RE! SPECT! WALK!
...what do you say?
RE! SPECT! WALK!
...are you talkin' to me?

 

Tweeder

 

The lights come back on inside the Carnage Arena and we see the UltraViolent Icon Tweeder standing at the top of the entrance ramp holding a weed whacker in one hand and an open beer in the other. The Carnage Legion surrounding him goes absolutely crazy as Tweeder chugs the beer before tossing the foamy, empty can into the crowd! The weed whacker blade spins slowly as the engine idles. Nathan Cristion watches on from inside the ring and he's absolutely furious! He points towards Tweeder and tries to speak through the microphone, but his feed remains completely cut off. The heavy guitar riffs continue to blare through the PA yet they barely cut through the loud cheering of the legion - especially as Tweeder revs the engine to that extremely dangerous weapon! Tweeder turns his attention towards the ring, and he begins to walk down the entrance ramp with a purpose!

 

Terra Skye: After what just happened, and with all that Nathan Cristion just said, I don't think Tweeder is taking no for an answer!

 

Ray Payne: I can't tell if Mista Tweedz is angry of if he'z drunk, yo! Maybe Johnny can tellz us. Oh Johnny-

 

Johnny Vegas: WHAT RAY?!

 

Ray Payne: I wuz just tinkin' dat maybe Mista Tweeda wuz-

 

Johnny Vegas: How the fuck would I know if he's drunk or not?!

 

Ray Payne: Cuz you iz been drinkin, too, yoz.

 

Johnny Vegas: Hahaha, look at Boy - hiding under the table like he's all scared and shit.

 

Boy: Boy does not like the Tweever!!! Rabblegarg!

 

Johnny Vegas: Where's your "Tweever must die" attitude now, huh?!? HUH?!?

 

Inside the ring, Nathan Cristion has all but peeled the top layers of his clothing off as Tweeder reaches the ringside area. Tweeder wastes no time sliding underneath the bottom rope with the weed whacker in hand, but Cristion is quick to charge over and stomp downward on the shaft of the weapon before Tweeder can pick it up to use it. Tweeder eats a Cristion knee as he gets back to his feet followed by an irish whip that sends him over to the east ropes at full speed. Cristion tries to quickly pick up the weedwacker to use it but Tweeder bounds in at full stride and takes himself, Cristion, and the weed whacker all over the top rope and hard down to the floor with a huge clothesline! The Carnage Legion cheer Tweeder!

 

Terra Skye: Someone had better call security!

 

Johnny Vegas: Lawton Fisher?! He'z in Japin, yo!

 

Ray Payne: I didz not undastandz you, Johnny. Wut did you sayz?

 

Johnny Vegas: I'm Mizta Rays Paines and I'm a dumb fuck, YO!

 

Ray Payne: Dat's-

 

Johnny Vegas: Not nice, Johnny..? Okay, I'll stop.

 

Terra Skye: I'm being serious you assholes!

 

It takes Tweeder no time at all to pull himself back to his feet and shake off the pain in his abdomen area. Tweed immediately reaches for the weed whacker once more - surprisingly it still runs although the pole between motor and blades is severely bent. Tweed hammers the motor trigger into full throttle just as Cristion is pulling himself back to his feet with aide of the ring apron. Cristion looks up to see the whirly double plastic braids humming right in front of his face! He drops down in the nick of time and Tweed's attack ends up making contact with the ring post instead! The Legion cover their ears and cringe as a loud metallic twanging rings out as the weed whacker spool smacks the post! Cristion uses his positioning on one knee to stop Tweeder in his tracks with a devastating low blow uppercut!

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh my boys hurt after that...

 

Terra Skye: I wish I could say that that was uncalled for... but Tweeder definitely tried to take Cristions face off with that weed whacker.

 

Ray Payne: Dat lookz supah uncomfortablies, yo.

 

Tweeder stumbles backward, dropping the weed whacker, clutching his groin area in severe discomfort. By the time the Carnage Legion realizes what happened to the UltraViolent Icon, Cristion shoots up and takes Tweeder down with a clothesline of his own that causes the back of Tweeder's head to bounce off of the concrete. The Legion "Oooh"s in response to the sick thud of skull on concrete as Cristion wastes no time to make a break for it. The Leader of the House of the Holy clutches his chest as he stumbles up the ramp to the loud boos of the audience. Cristion makes hand gestures towards them as the continue to boo, but soon the boos turn to cheers as Cristion hears loud bootsteps up the metallic grates of the ramp. Cristion turns and is immediately dropped with another strong running clothesline that takes him clear off of his feet and drops him down to the metal grates below! Cristion snaps up off of the grates screaming and clutching his back, about halfway up the ramp. Tweeder immediately grabs Cristion by the head and pulls him back up to his feet. With no time at all, Tweeder takes Cristion into a modified front face lock and then snaps his own body around to complete a three-quarter turn ace crusher on the steel ramp!

 

Terra Skye: JESUS! Ruck over on the steel ramp! After the match that Cristion had with Gary Altus at Chaos 20, I don't know if he can take too much more of that.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well.. Mister Bible Boy shouldn't have come out here running his pie hole.

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Tweedah jus wunts tah proves a pointy, yo. Dat dis iz trulies whut da Carnages iz all abouts, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Boy, why don't you go show Tweeder what's what?

 

Boy: RABBBLEGARG.

 

Both men show signs of pain from that maneuver, but Tweeder only clutches his back momentarily while Cristion has both hands covering his face. It appears as if there is blood trickling through his fingertips and Nathan offers no resistance at all when Tweeder pulls him back to his feet. Cristion follows along as he is pulled up to the top of the ramp by Tweeder, occasionally stumbling on the way up. Tweeder chants break out in the Carnage Arena. Tweeder takes Cristion all the way up to the top before kneeing him strong in the midsection and dropping him with a second ruck over! Nathan Cristion's face literally bounces off of the metal grating at the top of the ramp and his body goes limp upon impact. Tweeder sits right up and his face crooks at the twinge of pain he feels in his back, but a sadistic grin washes over the pain and roaring of an adulating crowd keeps him coming back for more.

 

Ray Payne: Dis iz too muches, yo.

 

Terra Skye: I hope Tweeder knows what he's doing... Because I can guarantee you that Kyra isn't going to be happy that--

 

Johnny Vegas: Well she's NOT here! Maybe Hickerson needs to take control of HIS show...

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Cristion looks tah be outty, yo.

 

Tweeder pulls himself back to his feet and grabs Nathan Cristion by the hair. He drags him over towards the steel trussing that's holding up the Carnagetron screen and props him up against it. Tweeder exits through the backstage curtain, but only for a moment, as he returns with a baseball bat held high above his head. The bat has a rag on the end of it, and the entire thing is wrapped in barbed wire; and with a flick of a zippo lighter in Tweeder's free hand, he raises the small flame up to the end of the bat and soon the rag bursts into flames. Cristion looks up through the blood trickling down his face to see Tweeder standing before him with the flaming barbed wire baseball bat and begins to plead for his life! Tweeder swings the flaming bat and it connects into the midsection of Cristion! Nathan Cristion screams out in agony as the force of three separate sources of pain cause some sort of immediate trauma - and the immediate surrounding members of the Carnage Legion begin to smell burnt hairs and searing flesh! Tweed rips the bat away from Cristion's midsection, ripping skin along with it as Cristion scurries away towards the edge of the ramp. Cristion just barely stops the moment when he realizes that there is a ten foot drop beneath him with nothing to break his fall!

 

Terra Skye: I can't even watch this.. I thought what happened at Chaos 20 was bad... but this--

 

Terra covers her mouth as the smell of burnt flesh and hair hits her nose.

 

Johnny Vegas: This...what?

 

Terra Skye: Oh God...

 

Cristion reluctantly turns himself around, with no where to run and no where to hide. Tweeder is standing with two hands on the bat, swinging the bat forward as if he were trying to hit a homerun. The barrel of the bat, the flames, and the barbed wire, all connect with the side of Nathan Cristion's skull and a loud crack is heard. Cristion's eyes roll backward, and his legs go weak, as he simply drops backward off of the top of the ramp ten feet down to the concrete floor below!

 

Ray Payne: OH Mah Gawdz, yo...

 

Johnny Vegas: Whoaaaa...

 

Terra Skye: I can't--

 

Terra gags as she stands up and moves away from the commentary table, abandoning her headset as she runs for the restroom.

 

Johnny Vegas: Lightweight.

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Cristion iz seriousnessly hurted, yo... how canz yah jokes at da times like dis?

 

Loud Murmuring is heard as Tweeder, and a cameraman peer over the edge of the ramp to see Cristion lying prone on the concrete with his head wrapped in a pool of his own blood. EMTs rush out from the backstage area and immediately surround the House of the Holy member as Tweeder stands at the top of the ramp with the flaming bat in hand. No one inside the arena knows how to react as the 'X' signs are being thrown up by security and EMTs, who are screaming for a stretcher and an ambulance to be brought out right away. More security runs out from the backstage area and pulls Tweeder away from the edge, putting themselves between Tweeder and his victim. Tweeder looks out at the Carnage Legion with the bat still in his hand. The old-school, hardcore loving members of the crowd give Tweeder a standing ovation while other fans turn their heads away. Tweeder places his bat over his shoulder and turns and walks to the backstage area, his point having been proven.

 

Johnny Vegas: So, Terra is somewhere tossing her cookies...

 

Ray Payne: And Mistah Cristion mighted be reallies--

 

Johnny Vegas: And that means that I get the headset!!!

 

Johnny snatches the headset laying on the commentary table and immediately replaces the one on his head. He stops and listens to the headset for a few moments while Ray Payne looks absolutely disgusted.

 

Ray Payne: Now, Johnnie... dat is not--

 

Johnny Vegas: This is glorious! Apparently we're heading to a commercial break folks, as they scrape the remains of Nathan Cristion off of the entrance ramp! Where are Zane and Ana at when we need a prayer?!

 

Ray Payne: JOHNNIE! Dat is not--

 

 

 

Coming Soon, to the OWF Network!!!!

 

A Documentary Series

 

 

It's just been confirmed that DOCTOR WINN, the Founder of Carnage Wrestling will be taking part in this Documentary Series, which will be debuting SOON on the OWF Network!

 

 

Backstage: Can you be trusted?
Backstage at the Carnage Arena was always a busy and hectic place to be, especially during a Live Broadcast of Chaos. Matches were underway and various crew members were scrambling around to make sure everything was running as smooth as possible. Emerging from his shared locker room with John Ojeda, it was still early in the evening and Altus had energy to burn. Nerves were on end as he was facing two men tonight. He had been on edge since that night a few weeks ago where he had last tasted defeat. Someone was going to get hurt tonight. He left his Tag Belt in the room as he didn't have a shoot scheduled until later into the night. Pushing past crew and roster members, he seemed to be in his own little world at the moment. Dressed in his ring gear, the man always seemed to carry an air of intimidation around him.

 

Gary Altus

 

While John Ojeda seemed content with playing the villain card, one woman knew very little about the art. That woman was Melody Lennox, who wore a hotpink tanktop beneath a Cassius Reed hoodie, which was over a pair of black skinny cut jeans and black flats. Her long, red and blonde hair was pulled into a side ponytail, secured at the nape of her neck, falling over one shoulder in some loose curls. Hoisting the Carnage World Championship over the other shoulder, she took a deep breath and smiled proudly at the plate. Quietly reminding herself to stand up a little taller and walk a little more proudly, she adjusted her lax posture to something a bit more worthy of the championship she proudly carried.

 

Melody Lennox

 

The man wore a mask of complexities upon his face. There's was a business of acting and performance - often what happened on camera and off camera could be two completely different things. They all had their parts to play. That was when he noticed the femme off in the distance. She had been carrying herself much more confidently since winning the title - and that made him smile faintly thinking back to that arrogant ass losing the belt and promptly leaving the company. Defeating him had only brought more air into her confidence - she was going to need it facing Ojeda. Would confronting her be worth it? The man had his shot and lost it - and part of him wasn't sure if he even deserved in the first place. To think, such a small, beautiful yet strong woman had left the man's confidence shaken. He didn't show it outwardly, but the few people close to him had noticed it.

 

There was an odd feeling of pressure on her - a physical feeling, more than just the burning feeling of pressure that came with carrying the most valuable prize in the company itself. Feeling that gaze just a few yards ahead, Melody made eyes with Gary. A loose wisp of blonde hair fell in front of her face, as she bit her lower lip; a wave of nerves rushing over her. Lowering her head and with a small whimper and a tremble of fear, she sidestepped into a nearby hall adjacent to the walkway, pushing her back to the wall and trying to make herself as small as possible.

 

Altus had always played the role of villain on camera quite well. There was something about being a real life hero that had given him the urge to escape into something completely different on camera. Only John knew about his true exploits - everyone in the company took him for the character he played - and he knew that needed to remain for everyone's safety. He noticed movement out of the corner of his eyes and the clash of color. Approaching where the hallways intersected, he takes a faint breath and appears to almost smile as a ring worker says hello to him in passing. He plays off knowing where she is - his stomach felt a knot seeing someone that scared of his own presence. It was all for the sake of the company - the ratings had been through the roof since the villains known as Wrath and Sokaris had showed up.

 

Lennox took a deep breath, feeling it catch in her lungs as he spoke her name. Out of defensiveness and habit, she took a half step back, holding onto her title with an iron clutch. Her lips moved; too nervous to allow for any sound to come out. Finally, she managed to barely squeak out..

 

Melody Lennox: Mr. Altus...

 

Digging a heel into the ground - one of a number of small ticks she'd developed in instances where her bravery had abandoned her, she could barely even make eye contact with him. Looking to Lennox, it had been hard for the man to think that she had been able to defeat him. She was a completely different person in the middle of the ring - a fierce competitor like he had never seen when compared to how she carried herself outside of it. She held onto that belt like the man was going to beat her and take it from her. Leaning onto an adjacent stack of boxes, his massive form just so happens to block off the intersection of the two hallways.

 

Gary Altus: Good luck tonight with Wrath, I'm certain you're going to need it...

 

Those intense oculars fall upon her form, taking in every feature about her as she tries her best to stand firm.

 

Melody Lennox: You two have left me face-down on the mat more times than I can count, bloodied me, bludgeoned me, and hit me in the face with my own championship...

 

These words are said very matter-of-factly, as she shuffled her feet slightly. Even thinking back to that moment, her face stung from the force of the championship plate colliding with her skin.

 

Melody Lennox: I... um, well, I don't just intend to let that slide.

 

A smirk crosses over his face as he's certain someone's filming this exchange at the moment.

 

Gary Altus: Face down certainly isn't a bad position for a woman of your stature.

 

He replied with a shit-eating grin on his face. Sure, everyone knew about the legitimateness of the business, but he had always enjoyed talking shit. There was a fire in this woman but she always held back until stepping into the ring.

 

Gary Altus: Good, you shouldn't let it slide. Let it piss you off and fire you up until you feel like breaking something, Melody.

 

He continues while leaning nonchalantly against that stack of equipment boxes. She scowled in his direction. Even giving a roll of the eyes at his innuendo, the tiny blonde from Huntington Beach crinkled her nose in clear distaste.

 

Melody Lennox: Every single day... people like you tell me what I should be doing. Who I should be. You try and dictate my career. But, those same days come... sunrise-sunset... where I have what you want.

 

Melody dangled her arm, making the linked title fall down the length of her arm, into her hand. Small, but ambitious, she raises the title over her head - so, roughly right in the face of Atlus.

 

Melody Lennox: It's um, well, it's kind of funny the way life works out, isn't it?

 

His eyes fall upon that title once more as he knew Melody would go back to it. Gary had told himself he wanted nothing to do with that title. The burden that came with having it always seemed to outweigh the notoriety it bestowed upon its respective owner. Yet, it was the one thing they all strived for in this business. He had been oh so close but Murphy-San decided to step in and keep the punishment going.

 

Gary Altus: Well, than I won't tell you what to do, Melody. Besides, you seem to have everything figured out. Enjoy that belt, because it's only a matter of time before the burden of being World Champion gets to you. Be wary of Ojeda, he isn't as forgiving as me in the middle of that ring.

 

Gary replies while pushing against the stack of boxes to come back up to his height of six foot three inches, his face almost pressing into the title before he stands back, for there was no need to violate the woman's personal space. For the time being, at least.

 

Melody Lennox: Well... I appreciate that much.

 

She admitted in a much more humble tone, hoisting the title back up onto her shoulder. Clutching on it hard with her hand, so hard that the knuckles she had remaining after years of fighting, both in and out of the ring, had turned white. Looking down at the floor, much like everytime the two met, she was humbled by his size.

 

Melody Lennox: Oh, um.. by the way... I-I would um, I mean, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't get involved in this match like the two of you are so famous for doing. Please.

 

A shrug of his shoulders followed as he looked back down to Lennox. She was standing at the top of a mountain that continued to grow and florish with competition as the company continues to build in popularity and notoriety.

 

Gary Altus: I have enough of my own problems to worry about, tonight. Besides, Wrath is a big boy and he can handle himself.

 

He nods with a smirk as his left hand comes up to brush away his shoulder-length locks from his face. Glancing to a clock mounted upon one of the walls in the hallway, he wondered who's match was up next for a moment before returning his attention to Lennox.

 

Melody Lennox: So I have your word? Terrific... I-I'm going to hold you to it, mister.

 

She smiled softly; of course she would believe it when she saw it. After all, these men hadn't made promises, much less vowed anything to sportsmanship.

 

Melody Lennox: Good luck out there. I trust you'll wish me the same in your own way.

 

Practically beaming, there was at least a small sense of comfort in his "word." Turning on her heels, she took a few cautious steps away from Altus - glancing back over her shoulder every now and again before we transition away.

 

 

 

Match Two: Cynder Hendricks Vs. SynnStarr Saint (Let's Try this Again)

Johnny Vegas: So... in typical boring ass fashion, they're starting this documentary on Carnage Wrestling's illustrious history with Doctor Winn...

 

Ray Payne: I dink dat iz excitingz, yo. All of dis startedz wif Da guud Doctah, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: If Terra were here, she'd be agreeing with you, Ray... she might even say something like 'Oh Ray! You're sooo right! Doctor Winn IS Carnage Wrestling! Oh my!

 

Ray Payne: Dat iz not nice tah imitaties Miss Terra, yo.. speciallies if she iz sicks, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Please, she's only sick because she couldn't handle watching the contents of Nathan Cristion's head be splayed across the stage... that's childs play shi--

 

Terra Skye: Excuse me?

 

Ray Payne: Johnnie wuz jus saysin dat you were--

 

Johnny Vegas: TERRA!! Are you okay? How are you feeling?! We were just getting ready for the Cynder Hendricks versus SynnStarr Saint match. Did you see your favorite wrestler Melody Lennox talking to Big bag Gary Altus?! Huh? Did you? Do you think Melody should trust Altus?

 

Ray Payne: I dinks dat--

 

Terra Skye: Just give me my headset back.

 

Johnny Vegas: Okay, yeah, sure... Oh wait... LOOK! Here comes Matt Wylde!

 

Matt Wylde steps back into the ring, and looks around at the Legion, who are still buzzing about what just happened mere moments ago.

 

Matt Wylde: This next match... Is an Ultraviolent Match, and is scheduled for one fall!!!

 

The house lights blacken out and the scratching riff breaks into a into a scream where the house lights come on again to find Cynder in the crowd from the second tier seating. The steady drum percussion while the screams come from not only the music but the crowd as well whom thrusts fist up at every scream given in some with the drum beat and guitar riff raging. She makes her way through the crowd as they all start to move out of her way but as well touch her while the lyrics come:

 

Cynder Hendricks

 

This grave of life, I give to you
Ignore what was, you know it's true
Realms of fear, they speak the truth
What has past, I hand to you

 

Terra Skye: My headset, Johnny.

 

Johnny Vegas: That is so rude, Terra! Interrupting Cynder's entrance... can't you wait until a more appropriate time!?

 

Matt Wylde: First, to the ring... standing in at five foot, eight inches and weighing one hundred and twenty two pounds.... CYNDERR HENDRICKSSSSS!!!!!

 

When she reaches the ring she slides over the metal rail and goes towards a folded tan chair in the nearest corner, climbing it with the help of fans to stand on the top of the rail as the chorus bleeds out and her mouth moves with the words while her arms are put out to the sides in a crucifixion pose as her head goes back to close her eyes and take in the pop for her, good or bad.

 

Ray Payne: Da legion soundz pretties spilted on Miss Cyndie, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: She's a woman after their own hearts... especially after what they just witnessed Tweeder do...

 

Terra Skye: I sincerely hope that these two ladies don't stoop to Tweeder levels here tonight.

 

Johnny Vegas: Why? You think you're gonna lose your lunch again? Hmmm?

 

Bleed for me, I've bled for you
Embrace me, child, I'll see you through
Bleed for me, I've bled for you….

 

The screams in the song sound again with fists being thrust up again with her doing the same with the crowd. She hops down to slide into the ring and rush into the opposite ropes back first, flipping her blonde braids back and locking her arms over the top rope to lean lazily into and bounce her head as the song fades out. Moments later, “Odyessy 2001” begins playing over the PA system and SynnStarr Saint struts through the curtain and into the single spotlight shining upon the stage. She's adorned with a red robe with gold glitter, and 'SynnStarr Saint' writing in fancy lettering across the back.

 

Terra Skye: Once again, another decent size difference between the competitors in this match.

 

Johnny Vegas: One big bitch, and one not so big bitch.

 

Ray Payne: Da sizez does not means nuffin, yo. Jus look at Miss Synnie's records heah in See-Dubbayah, yo.

 

Matt Wylde: And her opponent, Standing in at six foot two inches, and weighing two hundred pounds... SYNNSTARRR SAINTTTTT!!!!!!

 

Synn turns towards the ring, and begins walking down the steel ramp as the spotlight follows her. She reaches ringside, and ascends the steel steps; wiping her feet on the apron before stepping into the ring via the second rope. Once she's in the ring, she walks straight to the center, ignoring her opponent as her pyro goes off and a single rose burns on the Carnage-Tron. She soaks in the mixed reaction of the crowd as the music fades out and Silent Cal steps into the ring, ready to officiate this Ultraviolent bout.

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh, great... they let the mute one referee an Ulltraviolent Match. Great choice, Hickerson.

 

Ray Payne: Dat seems like a guud choices, yo... at least he does not has tah worries bout any breakz and da such, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Ray has a point, Johnny. This is practically a 'ruleless' match, kind of perfect for a man who doesn't talk.

 

Silent Cal calls (Silently) for the opening bell to get this UltraViolent Match underway...

 

DING DING!!

 

The two femmes square up in the center of the ring and the size difference between them is considerable. Synnum De La Cruz, AKA SynnStarr Saint, stands six inches taller and almost eighty pounds heavier than her opponent; but this does not make Cynder Hendricks back down. The two women exchange verbal barbs for only a moment before "Kattunge" shoves Synnum backward, and the match really gets underway. Saint follows up with a forearm smash that catches Hendricks on the side of the head. Hendricks follows right back with a forearm smash of her own that follows an upward trajectory as she has to stand on the balls of her feet to deliver the retaliatory shot. Synnum follows that forearm smash up with one of her own, this one connecting more flush than the first. Hendricks follows up with a second retaliation smash, harder, and this forces Saint to take a step back. Kattunge moves forward to catch Cruz off-guard, but a quick toe kick stops her and pushes momentum away from her favor. Hendricks doubles over slightly and this is just enough for Cruz to grab her by the back of her head, clutching a handful of her hair as she throws her between the top and middle ropes and through to the concrete floor on the east side of the ring.

 

Terra Skye: Not even three minutes into this one, and someone is already out on the floor.

 

Johnny Vegas: Does that make you sick?!?!

 

Terra Skye: Please, just stop with the jokes. Seriously. I'm surprised I was the only one who couldn't handle the smell of burning hair and...

 

Ray Payne: Is yah okies Miss Terra?

 

Johnny Vegas: Apparently watching Miss Hendricks being thrown to the floor is reigniting old memories for your coworker, Ray. Don't mind her. Let us actually do our jobs, because we are actually focused on the match itself, not what happned like forever ago.

 

Hendricks, like a cat, lands on her feet as she hits the floor. She stumbles over towards the commentators table where she places her hands down to regain her balance. By the time she does, she turns to see SynnStarr Saint coming towards her from behind with a double axe handle smash. The DeathDealin Diva counters this with a back elbow that catches Saint on the side of her jaw and backs her away. Saint isn't fazed by the shot for long, though, and comes forward once again - this time to get a well placed kick from Kattunge right into her midsection. Cynder Hendricks turns herself towards the announcers table and leaps up onto it from the ground. The Carnage Legion 'Ooohs' as Kattunge uses the Announce Table as a platform for a modified springboard cross body plancha! But Synnum De La Cruz catches her in mid air! Cruz turns them towards the southeast ring post and charges at it with full force. Quickly, and with a loud ding, Cynder's spine comes in contact with the ring post before she is unceremoniously left to crumble down onto the ring steps and the floor below!

 

Johnny Vegas: And THAT'S where the size advantage comes in handy for SynnStarr Big Bitch Saint. She easily caught that little skank that jumped on MY announce table, and nearly spilled my whiskey...

 

Ray Payne: I does not dink dat she iz a skunk, yo.

 

Terra Skye: I wouldn't count Kattunge out just yet. She's already proven in her match with Charity Jones that she's a fighter, and she's not afraid to get dirty.

 

Johnny Vegas: And that's why this match is going to be a great one. You might want to look away though, Terra. Things might get too grotesque for you, when these two ladies bring out the big weapons.

 

Kattunge is in considerable pain as she fights herself back up to all fours on the south side of the ring, with one arm reaching back to the small of her back where the ring post came in contact. SynnStarr Saint can't hide the grin on her face as she walks over and performs a downward stomp right on the affected area of her opponent.

 

Terra Skye: Go to hell, Johnny. SynnStarr isn't letting up on Cynder, which is to be expected. Synn feels like she should be challenging for the Ultraviolent title, with the likes of Sabiru and people like Gary Altus or John Ojeda... but maybe she doesn't realize this, but Cynder Hendricks has been trained by none other than John Ojeda, putting her firmly into the UV division from the get go.

 

Ray Payne: An da debatcle about You-Vee and regulah wrestlin continuez, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: That's a debate that will never end... much like the one about whether or not I should have had this glorious headset all along.

 

SynnStarr Saint pulls Cynder Hendricks back up to a vertical base by way of using her hair to pull her up. Referee Silent Cal has nothing to say about it in this UltraViolent match, but the crowd here in Baltimore sure do speak up when Saint hoists Hendricks up into the air in a body slam like position and drops her down along the top of the metal railing with a snake eyes. Once again, Hendricks is down and in pain and Saint can't help but to be pleased with herself. Saint quickly turns her attention towards one of the stacks of weapons that has been laid out for each UltraViolent Match and she finds a fire extinguisher among the rubble. Hendricks works to pull herself back up with the aide of the railing, but she turns to get a face full of the icy blast of the extinguisher's discharge. The Carnage Legion is shocked to see Hendricks covered in this icy white powdery substance; but even more shocked to see Hendricks emerge from the cloud to take Saint down with a spear into the pile of weapons!

 

Terra Skye: Told you not to count her out! She's a fiery one!

 

Ray Payne: And tah dink, dis iz jus da beginnins of da matches, yo. Da weapons has not been fully useded yet.

 

Johnny Vegas: I'd like to point out that--

 

Terra Skye: No one cares, Shit head.

 

SynnStarr Saint takes the full force of the impact as she lands in a pile of road signs and baking sheets. Cynder is the first back up, and though she is covered in white powder, she reaches for one of the road signs and tags Saint over the forehead with it to knock her back down to the concrete below. Hendricks slides over Saint's body for the first pinfall of the match!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

Saint kicks out well before the count of three!

 

Ray Payne: Dat shot wif da stoppy sign looked painyfuls, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Yeah, but it's going to take more than that to keep Synnum Biggum Bitchum downum...

 

Terra Skye: Are you done?

 

Johnny Vegas: Nopeum.. I'um is notum.

 

Ray Payne: But reallies, yo... it didz.

 

Cynder reaches for the road sign once more, taking a second swing at Saint with it; however Saint manages to roll out of the way. The sign bends within Kattunge's hands as it comes in contact with the concrete floor below. Saint pulls herself back up to her feet and beats Hendricks up to a vertical base. Cynder Hendricks squares with her opponent only to get an eye-full of Cruz's thumb - an eye gouge attack that has members of the Carnage Legion booing loudly. Saint hoists the smaller Hendricks up in the body slam position once more and this time drops her down with a strong body slam onto the pile of signs and baking sheets. The sound of impact and metal crinkling and rustling together is second only to the scream of pain that the Jenocidal Junkie lets out upon impact. Kattunge immediately sits herself up to ease pressure off of her back; her hands still trying to wipe powder away from her face as her eyes gathered some of the foreign substance thanks to the eye gouge. Her opponent Saint takes two steps backwards and then fires forward with a big boot that connects squarely and sends Kattunge back down flat on her back. Saint drops down and attemps a pinfall of her own!

 

Terra Skye: SynnStarr Calls that the 'Make Over'!

 

Johnny Vegas: Do'um you meanum the--

 

Terra Skye: I swear to God if you end one more word in 'um' I'm going to--

 

Ray Payne: PINNUM YO!!!

 

Terra Skye: UGHHHHHH!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: YESSUMMMM!!!!!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

Kattunge kicks out among the rubble! Silent Cal makes a note towards the timekeepers area that there was only a two count, and it seems to get under SynnStarr Saint's skin a bit.

 

Terra Skye: SynnStarr doesn't look happy about that two count. I suppose she thought she had this one in the bag.

 

Ray Payne: Miss Kitty Cats wants tah plays ruinah tah Miss Synny's plans tah get off dis bad streaks she'z been hasing, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: You know what?

 

Terra Skye: Don't fucking care... I mean REALLY don't care. So just--

 

Johnny Vegas: You could say that Cynder wants Synnum to... LOSEUM!!! HAHAHA!!!

 

SynnStarr pulls Kattunge back up to her feet and Kattunge makes a wild lunge. SynnStarr Saint easily ducks the shot that sends Hendricks spinning around on the heels of her wrestling boots. Saint clutches Hendricks from behind and throws her overhead with a high and tight release German Suplex that sends Kattunge crashing into the pile of debris once more! The Carnage Legion lets out a loud 'OOOH' from the impact and even Saint herself seems too pleased with the destruction to attempt another pinfall. Saint strolls around towards the announce table once again, which causes Terra Skye to back away in her seat. Saint pulls one of the computer style flatscreen monitors off of the table and rips the cords away from where they were plugged in.

 

Terra Skye: HEY!

 

Johnny Vegas: Thankum Jesus that was YOUR monitor!

 

Ray Payne: Dats not nice Johnnie.

 

Saint takes the monitor over toward the south side of the ring once more. This time Hendricks is pulling herself up by using the ring apron skirt for support. SynnStarr waits for the perfect opportunity - for her opponent to turn around; and the precise moment that she does, SynnStarr Saint runs forward and drills Cynder Hendricks in the face with the computer monitor! There's a loud cracking sound as the plastic on the backside of the monitor splits when Cynder's forehead pushes the LCD screen through. SynnStarr Saint reels the monitor back once more and slams it into the face of her opponent again - this time the screen is broken and falls free from its plastic casing as what's left of the outer edge of the monitor now hangs around the kittens neck. SynnStarr uses a grip on the plastic ring to pull Kattunge in for a firemans carry - perhaps for an F5 on the floor! But Kattunge manages to grab a hold of the bottom rope from on top of Saint's shoulders. Kattunge uses forceful blasts from her knees into the sides of SynnStarr Saint's head to break the hold and to pull herself onto the ring apron! SynnStarr Saint takes a second to regain her bearings, but as she does, she looks up to see Kattunge coming off of the ring apron at her with a quick asai moonsault! And it connects!

 

Terra Skye: Holy shit!!!! I almost can't believe that Kattunge had the wherewithal to go for that Asai Moonsault after the beating she just took with MY monitor. That just shows the toughness that this girl has.

 

Johnny Vegas: I sure hope she beats--

 

Terra Skye: Do not do it...

 

Johnny Vegas: UM!!!

 

Ray Payne: Dat wuz a beauties move dat Miss Kitty dids tah Miss Synny, yo. Vewy impwessive arsenalz frum Miss Kitty.. we knowed dat dis matches wuz gunna be violentz, yo... and tah dink.. we still haz a twiple threateds You-Vee match tah watches too yo!

 

Both female wrestlers are down on the ground as Silent Cal looks on. Now would be the time that Cal would issue a standing ten count, however, there are none in an UltraViolent environment. Both ladies know the importance of being the first back to their feet at this stage of a UV match. Both SynnStarr Saint and Cynder Hendricks regain their composure around the same time. SynnStarr Saint crawls towards the ring apron, lifting up the fabric to search for more weapons beneath the ring. Cynder Hendricks reaches up and pulls herself up and back into the ring via the bottom rope - rolling herself towards the northwest corner, the same corner that she started the match in. Saint makes her way back to her feet with a fluorescent light tube in hand, and she immediately scans the vicinity looking for her opponent. When Saint finds that Hendricks has made her way back into the ring, Saint quickly follows. She slides the tube in first, followed by herself underneath the south side bottom rope.

 

Ray Payne: Uh oh... yo. Miss Synny haz a light tubie dingy yo. Dems not fur da fainted of hearteds, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well.. That leaves you out, Terrarium.

 

Terra Skye: FUCK YOU.. I hate you so much Johnny.

 

Saint gets up to one knee and grabs the tube. Cynder Hendricks stands up with something wrapped around her right fist. The two women charge at each other and collide in the center of the ring! SynnStarr Saint swings the light tube, but Cynder Hendricks uses her barbed wire wrapped fist to punch through the light tube and into the side of her opponents face! The tube shatters and broken glass flies everywhere! Cynder takes a few steps back and her hand is bloody and she's now covered in broken glass. Synnstarr Saint takes only a few steps backward on the mat with blood coming out of the side of her face! SynnStarr looks irate!

 

Johnny Vegas: HOLY SHIT!

 

Terra Skye: Now that... good Lord... Barbed Wire fist through the light tube... and both of them have definitely taken damage from that..

 

Ray Payne: Yeah, but Miss Synny looks a lot madder den she wuz beforez, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh shit... Cynder done Angeredum.

 

SynnStarr charges at Hendricks with the bottom half of the light tube, using the jagged edges as a spear! Hendricks ducks the shot and clutches Saint from the side, catching her by surprise. Hendricks flips herself forward all while kicking out the legs of Saint - hitting a perfect Ranhei!

 

Johnny Vegas: She calls that the 'Ashes n Cynders'.. and it was a beauty. Totally derailing SynnStarr's plans to spear her with that broken light tube!

 

Terra Skye: Which could have seriously injured Hendricks had it of hit.

 

Saint hits the mat shoulders first with Hendricks laying across her arm, holding her down for the pin! Silent Cal drops for the cover-

 

Ray Payne: Miss Kitty Wif da covah yo!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

 

Three!

 

SynnStarr Saint kicks out, but a split second too late! Silent Cal calls for the bell!

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Cynder Hendricks sits up on her knees as SynnStarr Saint pops up on hers a few feet away. Each of them look up at Silent Cal as he points towards Hendricks and declares her the winner! Kattunge looks esctatic while Saint openly fumes, screaming up at Silent Cal that it was only two!

 

Matt Wylde: ...and the winner of the match: CCCYYYNNNDDDEERRRRRR HHHEEENNNNDDDRRRIIICCCKKKSSSSS!!!

 

The Carnage Legion cheers as Silent Cal reaches for Kattunge's wrist, and after she stands up fully, raises her arm in victory! All seems great as "Bleed for Me" begins playing over the Arena PA speakers. But before her music and the celebration can really begin, she's cut off when she's attacked from behind by SynnStarr Saint! Saint pulls Hendricks around and quickly hoists her in the firemans carry position before dropping her in the center of the ring with a huge F5!

 

Terra Skye: And here's SynnStarr Saint, hitting Cynder with the 'That's Synnstastic 2'.. and being a sore loser.

 

Johnny Vegas: A bitch that biggum, shouldn't be throwing tantrums like that.

 

Ray Payne: I'dz watches outty, yo... less you wunt her tah cum aftah yah next, yo.

 

SynnStarr Saint immediately mounts the downed Cynder Hendricks after the cheap shot and begins a flurry of mounted punches all the while screaming down at her opponent. Silent Cal tries his best to pull Saint off of Hendricks, but gets shoved out of the way for his efforts. Saint continues to scream that the match isn't over, even after a horde of Carnage Wrestling Security and backstage officials make their way down to separate the two UltraViolent competitors. By the time that they pull Saint off of Hendricks, we see that Saint is sporting a long cut along her left cheek where blood is slowly trickling out - most likely caused by the barbed wire wrapped fist. Hendricks, still covered in fire extinguisher dust and broken glass is slowly helped to her feet, but even she too begins to fight against security as they work themselves between the two competitors.

 

Terra Skye: Oh Jesus... This is going to end badly for these two.

 

It takes a few moments for Security to pull Saint out of the ring and begin to direct her up the ramp. SynnStarr Saint points towards the ring and yells at her opponent - while Hendricks points back and does the same. There's a commotion in the crowd as someone meticulously works their way through to the ringside area. With all of the security guards currently distracted, a female hops the barricade and slides into the ring behind Hendricks! Its Charity Jones!

 

Johnny Vegas: And here's the bitch that Cynder beat in her debut! Looks like Charity Jones is Jonesum for some revenge!

 

Terra Skye: At this point, I'm going to find Tweeder and get that fucking bat from him to beat you with... I swear.

 

Jones comes up from behind Hendricks and spins her around into a quick firemans carry! Hendricks does everything she can to fight out of the hold but Jones flips her over and drills her into the center of the mat with a HUGE Death Valley Driver! Jones quickly pops back up to a chorus of Boos from the Carnage Legion! The former Carnage World Champion stands over a down and out Cynder Hendricks with a smile on her face. She blows the kiss of death down at Kattunge's direction before Jones' entrance music begins to play and she quickly hops out of the ring before Security even knows what had happened. Jones backs her way up the ramp surveying the damage as Kattunge is helped back to her feet. The moment that Hendricks regains her senses, she begins shoving the security guards away that tried to help her!

 

Ray Payne: Da ding between Miss Cyndah an Miss Charity and Miss Synny iz not ovah yo.

 

Kattunge holds herself up, hanging by the top rope on the west side of the ring looking up at the top of the ramp at Jones as we cut to a commercial break.

 

 

 

Coming Soon to the OWF Network:

 

A Documentary Series

 

 

Tune in to the OWF Network to hear from the current and past OWF superstars, telling ALL about the illustrious history of the OWF World Heavyweight Championship!!!!

 

 

Backstage: Throwing Fuel on the Fire
The feed cuts abruptly backstage and as the camera continues to pan we come to see Greg Ace walking through the corridor, looking rather disheveled; as usual. Coming from the far side of the same hallway backstage is none other than One-Half of the Carnage Wrestling Tag Champions, Gary Altus. With a devious smirk planted across his face and the title draped over his left shoulder, the man is dressed in his wrestling gear and on the way to the entrance area as his match is set to start in a few moments. Greg Ace takes notice of Altus and tries his best to turn away and escape as quickly as possible. A firm hand coming down onto his left shoulder causes Ace to stop completely in his tracks as the camera man steps back a few steps to get a shot of both men.

 

Greg Ace & Gary Altus

 

Greg Ace: Oh shit, he saw me. I knew I should have packed a fresh set of diapers. Ointment.

 

Gary Altus: Greg, Greg….Greg, you’re not seriously trying to dodge me, are ya? A World Champion, no less.

 

Greg Ace: T-T-That’s just a Tag Championship, though, nothing like what Melody Lennox has. Oh shit fuck... why the hell did I just say that? Ritalin.

 

Altus scoffs as his eyes narrow into two focused slits that seemed capable of burning a hole right through Greg’s chest. Gary suddenly leans in and grabs the man by a handful of his freshly pressed suit. Ace cries out in a rather high-pitched tone as he begins to tremble in the grasps of the man known as Sokaris. Gary leans and looks Greg Ace directly in his eyes.

 

Gary Altus: Oh yes, Carnage Wrestling’s sweet, innocent little World Heavyweight Champion. No one’s going to let me forget that Loss . . . and that is perfectly fine with me. It provides me with all the motivation and sustenance I need to sate myself while I continue to purge through the lesser beings and wait for my proper opportunity. Don’t worry, Wrath has something special in-store for Melody – something special, indeed.

 

Greg Ace: Management isn’t going to keep putting up with the intimidation and t-threats that the S-Shovel Headed Kill Machine have been laying out since signing their contracts. Oh man, I could so go for a Xanax right now. Moist.

 

Altus releases his hold from Greg Ace and allows the man to compose himself while fixing the material to the rather expensive suit he had just purchased for the upcoming Ascension Pay Per View. Gary’s gaze remains fixed upon the man and Ace knows that he will be in a world of pain if he’s the first person to try and end this impromptu interview. Altus adjusts the Tag Championship draped comfortably over his shoulder before bringing his attention back to Greg and the camera man.

 

Gary Altus: All this speak of Management….as if I should honestly be fucking scared about what the people “in charge” of Carnage Wrestling have to say about the things I say and the things I do. Kyra Mohr is gone – she took off to go play Mommy with that Red Bull rip-off, or whatever he claims to be. William Hickerson? That’s the kind of name that belongs to somebody you would find running a Waffle House down in the deep south – not someone that’s going to take the reins of this company and push it to the top. Sooner or later we’ll take what is rightfully ours, and no one in Management will be able to stop us. Look to the ratings. Look to the gate. Look to the revenue. Fucking look at the forums and Internet for all I care and you’ll see and hear the same thing – the fans want the Shovel Headed Kill Machine. The fans want Ultraviolence, and John Ojeda and Gary Altus aren’t the only people that are going to bring this movement full-bore into Carnage Wrestling. Ya’ll better buckle the fuck in for the long haul, because we’re all just getting started. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I hear the unmistakable music of my more formidable opponent this evening...

 

Gary abruptly pushes past Greg Ace and the camera man while heading to the curtains that separate the entrance from the staging area backstage. Obviously ruffled and rather annoyed, Ace fixes his clothing while he tries to mumble a string of curses under his breath. As he turns to vacate the hallway he smashes directly into the chest of John Ojeda. Ojeda smirks and looks Ace right in his eyes.

 

John Ojeda

 

John Ojeda: Boo!

 

Greg Ace: AAHHHHHH!!! Please, dear God don't kill me... Dear God... FUUUCKKKKK!!!!! AAHHHHHHH!!!

 

Greg Ace takes off screaming down the hallway while the camera man attempts to follow. Ojeda smirks and walks off camera heading back towards the Locker Rooms as the scene cuts back to the ringside, in preparation for the next match.

 

 

 

Match Three: Gary Altus Vs. Sabiru Vs. Lucas Silva

Terra Skye: So, not only is Carnage Wrestling getting a documentary on the OWF Network, but we are going to get to learn about the history of the OWF World Heavyweight Championship, which... fun fact, is currently being held by a Carnage Wrestling Alumni, and Matt Wylde's brother... CJ Wylde.

 

Johnny Vegas: I watched him win that belt.. fucking spectacular match. Seriously.

 

Ray Payne: Did not he winned dat frum Redempies yo?

 

Johnny Vegas: Redemption. His name is Redemption, and he's the man who held the World title for over a year. An impressive run by any standards.

 

Terra Skye: Agreed. And what about Altus and Ace? Those two just can't seem to get enough of one another, don't you think?

 

Ray Payne: I feelz bads fur Mistah Aces, yo.

 

Matt Wylde: This next match is scheduled for One fall, and is a Triple Threat Ultraviolent Match!!!!!!

 

The quiet, unassuming guitar riff opening of "Devil's in the Details" by Walter Sickert and The Army of Broken Toys signifies the beginning of Sabiru's entrance. As the hypnotic, rhythmic beat joins the song, members of the Carnage Wrestling crowd clap their hands and stomp in time with the beat - with this quickly spreading through the remainder of the crowd.

 

Terra Skye: This song...

 

Johnny Vegas: I feel entranced by it. It's like Sabiru wants to lull us into this false sense of calm.. and then MURDER US!!!

 

Ray Payne: AHHH!!! NO!!!

 

Sabiru

 

As if summoned, Sabiru walks out on to the entrance ramped - his head bowed. He kneels and lifts his head, staring out among the crowd with a blank, unreadable expression on his face. Seemingly satisfied, he then stands and walks purposefully down the ramp - ignoring any distractions from the crowd. He climbs into the ring without theatrics and offers his hand to the referee, who shakes it. Sabiru then heads into the corner where he awaits his opponents.

 

Johnny Vegas: He is so creepily calm in the face of total ultraviolence. Don't you think?

 

Terra Skye: Ummm... yeah.

 

The upbeat punk rock sound of Baltimore local band All Time Low playing "Reckless and the Brave" begins to hammer out over the PA and the curtains are kicked open with flourish as the Sandtown Kid breaks out into the spotlight, standing on the entrance stage and pauses for a moment in the lights. Wearing an unbuttoned Baltimore Orioles jersey over the top of the new bright red Sandtown Tee, and already carrying a microphone in one hand, he pans his arm in front of him, pointing out over the crowd.

 

The Sandtown Kid

 

Sandtown Kid: That was real polite of you guys to clap for Baldy-locks down there, but now let's show him what real applause sounds like.

 

The crowd is on their feet with cheers as the Sandtown Kid begins his confident march down towards the ring, slapping fives with the crowd, and being met with Sabiru's uncomfortable gaze. Reaching ringside as the music transitions into the chorus from "Do It For Baltimore", the Sandtown Kid rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, springing to his feet and crossing his arms over his chest in a manner that matches the image on the front of his t-shirt, the kid flashes a grin.

 

Sandtown Kid: Alright Baltimore, you ready to see some real, Ultraviolent action?

 

More cheers. It was a loaded question, but the Sandtown Kid still smiles at their response.

 

Johnny Vegas: This kid... Little Asshat.

 

Sandtown Kid: Honestly, I didn't even know who Cueball was until last week. Then he broke the silence and explained it all to us. He's just another poser hopping on the Shovel Head bandwagon: 'I'm only here to hurt people'.

 

The Sandtown Kid speaks in a sarcastic and disrespectful tone as he quotes back Sabiru, accentuating the words with overly dramatic set of air quotes.

 

Sandtown Kid: So heck, bring out Sokaris. Add Wrath to the mix. Then tack on Dazi and Tweeder for good measure; I'll kick all your asses. You see, the difference between me and those guys-

 

Gary Altus: Will you ever shut the fuck up?

 

Gary Altus

 

The Sandtown Kid is abruptly interrupted by Gary Altus, as Altus stands in the middle of the stage, staring the kid down from the opposite end of the ramp. Beside Altus is a burlap sack filled with misshapen bulges, no doubt filled with implements he has prepared for the match.

 

Gary Altus: The only reason we're having this triple threat match is because William Hickerson thought you were fucking dead after what Wrath put you through last week, and so he gave me Sabiru to make sure I still had a warm body to destroy. You? You were fucking done two weeks ago.

 

Sandtown Kid: Well here I am, Butterball. Why don't you waddle your way down to the ring and see exactly how much gas I have left in the tank.

 

Altus slings the sack of weapons over his shoulder and begins the slow walk towards the ring, eyes fixed on the irreverent Baltimore youth as he approaches.

 

Gary Altus: You know, I'd warn everybody that I'm about to kill you, but nobody wants to see a re-run. So how about I just make this quick and put you out of everyone else's fucking misery.

 

Sandtown Kid: A re-run? That's funny, coming from you. It's like everything you say is just repeating John Ojeda from the week before. You're the Shovel-Faced Sloppy Seconds. That's why Wrath's got Melody Lennox tonight, to try his luck at the job you weren't able to do.

 

Altus grows closer and angrier looking. He motions towards the Carnage Tag Team Title belt fixed around his waist, and fires back aggressively.

 

Gary Altus: I am one half of the most dominant force this company has ever seen. I have run roughshod over this company, and been unstoppable since I arrived here. I have hospitalized more people than you've even had matches. And I am the first ever Carnage Wrestling Tag Team Champion. So tell me, Fuckface, what the fuck have you actually done other than run your God-damned mouth.

 

Sandtown Kid: Oh, I run my mouth? That's rich. You see, when Wrath was pulling his diarrhea of the mouth, telling the whole world that he was going to kill me, I came to a fight ready to beat the ugly right off his face. And with all the ugly you guys got, I assumed it was going to take a while. But what happened? Two minutes in, he realized he wants no part of this. He turned it into a mad dash to grab the quickest pinfall he could and get the heck out of there. You guys talk big, but I'm still standing and I'm still begging for a fight. So for once, why don't actually try to back your trash up and do what you claim you're here for.

 

Gary Altus: Shut up, you stupid, fucking cockchugger.

 

Sandtown Kid: Make me! Instead of bullying around old men and beating up on girls, why don't you actually bring it against a real man for once. You and me, man to man... plus whatever the heck that thing is.

 

The Sandtown Kid motions dismissively towards Sabiru, and the crowd responds with an "Ooooo" in recognition of the boy's clear overconfidence.

 

Altus throws the sack of weapons down at ringside, a collection of items spilling out over the concrete at his feet. Retrieving what looks like a baseball bat that has been covered with a layer of broken glass, Altus climbs onto the apron and steps through the ropes into the ring along with his opponents.

 

Gary Altus: I'd say you should grab up a partner and I'll throw you a tag title shot, but your life expectancy is currently around seven fucking minutes, so instead, why don't I let you touch gold for the only time in the remainder of your short-and-incredibly-painful life.

 

Altus throws the tag title belt to the Sandtown Kid, who catches it by reflex.

 

Sandtown Kid: I don't care about your-

 

The kid is cut short as Altus swings for the fences, connecting the glass shard baseball bat to the tag title belt and driving the belt into STK's face with a sickening crack.

 

Terra Skye: What is it with these people and Baseball bats tonight?!?! Jesus Motherfucking Christ!

 

With all three competitors inside the ring at the same time, Referee Ed Hawkersby calls for the opening bell!

 

DING DING!!

 

This UltraViolent Triple Threat match officially begins with Sandtown Kid and Gary Altus going at it feverishly while Sabiru watches on from his corner. The other two competitors meet and go to blows on their side of the ring with Altus quickly getting the upperhand after the baseball bat shot a few moments ago as he attacks the still slightly swollen area around Sandtown Kid's Eye. Lucas Silva does everything he can to fight back but it's not long before Altus has STK in the northwest corner where he's just stomping down on the Kid's midsection.

 

Johnny Vegas: In all honesty, how can you expect anything more from men like these? Pricktown kid ran his mouth too much, and look where it's gotten him. He should've just left well enough alone after Ojeda fucked him up the other week.

 

Terra Skye: I respect what Silva is doing. He's standing up against people like Ojeda, Altus, and hell, even Tweeder and telling them that this kind of shit is NOT okay.

 

Ray Payne: But whut happens when he gets hurted like Mistah Cristion?

 

Terra Skye: I.. Uh...

 

Johnny Vegas: See? Exactly. As much as I don't want to admit it, Shovel Headed Kill Machine runs this joint now... I don't exactly see Hickerson trying to step up like Kyra did to try and stop them.

 

Sabiru walks over gradually and when Altus senses his presence, Sokaris backs away and Sabiru begins stomping the Kid as well. Soon, the two are both stomping Silva down into the corner until both of them are satisfied and the Legion is not. Altus and Sabiru both back away slowly towards the center of the ring at the same time - Altus quickly turns and attempts a short arm lariat at Sabiru, but Sabiru quickly counters with a stiff STO that drives the Shovel Headed Kill Machine into the mat with authority.

 

Terra Skye: HAH! Altus tried to get one over on Sabiru, not realizing that Sabiru is much more agile, and smart. Serves him right.

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Sabby takes no guff, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Gotta give him credit. He's definitely not one to be fucked with. Especially the way he keeps a calm face while fucking shit up. No emotion... not one morsel.

 

Sabiru is quick back to his feet, and turns to meet Sandtown Kid. To his credit, Kid has fought through the immediate pain to pull himself back up to a vertical base by means of the top rope, and quickly delivers a toe kick that doubles Sabiru over long enough that Silva can switch spots with him - throwing The Man Known only as Sabiru back first into the Northwest corner instead. Sandtown Kid comes in with a huge knifeedge chop!

 

WOOOO!!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Frankly, I don't know how that little fucker keeps getting back up.

 

Terra Skye: You just can't admit that he's talented, and that maybe the support of the Legion helps him keep going in the face of certain defeat... can you?

 

Johnny Vegas: Nope.

 

Ray Payne: Well, yo... Dat wuz a definitively answah, yo.

 

But even though it cracks through the air of the Carnage Arena and leaves a fresh red welt on Sabiru's chest, Sabiru seems unfazed. Sabiru responds with a huge open palm thrust that comes in at a downward angle and catches Sandtown Kid across his chest and immediately drops him to the canvas in pain. Sandtown is quick to roll away from Sabiru but rolls in the general direction of Gary Altus who is working his way back up at that very same moment. Altus catches Sandtown trying to make an exit, grabs the huge hair of his and pulls his opponent into a devastating headbutt. Lucas Silva rolls backwards from the force of the blast, and as he stops, Sabiru drives a flair-style knee down into STK's forehead making the pain twice as worse as before. Sabiru places an arm over Sandtown Kid for the cover!

 

Terra Skye: Sabiru looking to capitalize here!

 

 

One!

 

Hakwersby get to the count of one, as Gary Altus lunges forward to break up the pin - yet Sabiru pulled Sandtown Kid's shoulder up off of the mat anyway.

 

Johnny Vegas: What in the fuck?

 

Terra Skye: Sabiru pulled Silva's shoulder off the mat before Altus could even get there for the break.

 

Ray Payne: If dere is anyting dat I knowz about Mistah Sabby.. it iz dat he iz knowned as Sabby.. and dat he alwayz haz a reasons fur da dings dat he does.

 

Johnny Vegas: I guess we'll find out what that reason is...

 

There's a tense moment where Sabiru and Altus have a staredown as each of them kneel on opposite sides of the downed Sandtown Kid. Sabiru pulls Kid up and quickly disposes of him over the top of the northern rope where he doesn't even bother to watch the kid splat on the concrete floor below. Sabiru turns towards Altus and the two of them begin exchanging hammer-like blows as the two older competitors come at each other with little wasted movement. Altus's last hammer fist ducked and responded to with a step-up enzugiri that catches Altus in the back of the head. Altus stumbles towards the northern ropes, but somehow manages to regain his composure enough to bound off of them to drill Sabiru with a big boot. Even though Altus got the better of the exchange, he finds himself still a bit wobbly from the enzugiri kick. Altus' follow through finds him leaning up against the south side ropes. From out of nowhere, Sandtown Kid reaches upward from the ring apron and blasts Altus in the face with a steel folding chair that he found from the ringside area!

 

Ray Payne: WOWZA yo! Dat Chairz shot wuz da brutalnesses yo.

 

Terra Skye: I bet Altus didn't expect that one!

 

Johnny Vegas: I bet he didn't either, but you can bet that that little dickwad is going to have to do a lot more than that to get one over on Gary Altus.

 

The Carnage Legion is cheering as Altus stumbles backwards and there's an immediate self-check that shows there is blood being spilled from his forehead!

 

Terra Skye: We've got a bleeder!

 

Johnny Vegas: Shocker.

 

Silva quickly slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope with the chair in hand with the support from the hometown audience as he's got Altus in his sights. Sokaris seems out on his feet so Silva charges at full speed - but Sabiru dropkicks Silva's legs out from under him!!! Silva drops and slams face first onto the seat of the steel folding chair that he was holding!

 

Ray Payne: Mistah Sabby wif da ruination of whut Mistah Soundtown wuz gunna does!!

 

The loud crack quickly sends Silva up into a pushup position as a rebound from the sheer impact - and then Sabiru follows up by quickly bounding off of the west ropes to come flying in with a second rope twisting springboard leg drop that drives Silva's face into the chair a second time! The crowd is absolutely stunned silent! Sabiru stands up and for a moment makes some sort of gesture towards Kid before turning a full one hundred and eighty degrees to blind charge in Altus's direction. Altus takes a step back and pulls the top rope down so that Sabiru rolls forward and spils out onto the ringside floor!!

 

Terra Skye: NO! Sabiru holds on!!!

 

Ray Payne: He best be carefulz, yo.

 

Sabiru on the unprotected ring apron now, Altus stands up straight and catches a partial face full of that vicious backflipping pele kick that the man known only as Sabiru has become well known for. Altus stumbles backwards a few steps which gives Sabiru time to get back to his feet on the apron and to begin to perform a springboard maneuver, only to have Sokaris charge forward and kick the feet out from underneath of him so that he falls stomach first across the top rope!

 

Johnny Vegas: I tell you what, I wouldn't want to hit those ropes like that... That'll drive every last bit of air out of your lungs.

 

Terra Skye: I'm more concerned with what Altus is going to do now... and is Silva going to be able to get back into this?

 

Sokaris steps through the ropes and stands on the apron next to Sabiru, who is still hung up on the top rope. He clutches Sabiru from behind and decides to pop his hips with all of his force, and simply throw Sabiru over his shoulders with an overhead release german suplex off of the ring apron! Sabiru hits the barricade with the back of his head before falling in the crowd!!! Altus lands in the pile of weaponry at ringside!

 

Ray Payne: Is Mistah Sabby okies, yo?!?!

 

Johnny Vegas: I Don't know, but OH MY GOD.. the way his head hit that barricade! Jesus, I wouldn't be surprised if he was out for the next couple of weeks!!!

 

HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

 

C-DUB!!! C-DUB!!! C-DUB!!! C-DUB!!!

 

Terra Skye: Lets not forget that Altus took a pretty hard landing himself... All those weapons, and no one really knows what he landed on.

 

Gary Altus stands up slowly from the pile of weapons and its clear that he's in a lot of pain too - although it's not immediately known why. Soon the members of the Carnage Legion that paid for the front row near Altus realize what the pain is from as he has a gusset board stuck in the square of his back between his shoulder blades!

 

Terra Skye: OH MY GOD...

 

Altus writhes around as he reaches back for the gusset board, trying to pry it free from his skin - when from out of no where once more, a bloody Sandtown Kid rounds the corner, past the ring steps, with a steel folding chair in hand - and he cracks Sokaris in the back with the chair as hard as he can driving that gusset board into his back even further!

 

Ray Payne: OH MAH GAWSHES YOOO!!

 

Altus screams as he stumbles forward and places both hands on the ring post! The Carnage Legion cannot believe the look in Lucas Silva's eyes as he cocks the mangled chair back and delivers shot after raging shot into Altus's back before letting out a high scream towards the rafters of the building - those members of the Legion who can tolerate the violence now fully behind the Sandtown Kid!

 

Johnny Vegas: I will say this once, and only once. So don't ever ask me to repeat it... But Damn that was a good move on the part of Silva... the little prick. I can't barely look at Altus right now, and hearing his screams, I can't even begin to imagine the pain of having those things in his back....

 

Terra Skye: This is sickening.

 

Johnny Vegas: Shit, Terra is starting to turn green again.

 

Kid waits for Altus to turn back around to deliver the knockout blow, but the moment where it seems like he's going to take Altus out for good, Sabiru pops up from behind the barricade, and performs a springboard like maneuver that sees him drive both of his feet into Sandtown Kid's back with a front double leg dropkick! Silva is shot forward and connects with Altus which drives the back of Altus' head into the ringpost! STK stumbles backward after the blast, dropping the chair in the process as he falls to one knee. Sabiru is slow to get back to his feet, clutching his lower back but he quickly reaches into the pile of weaponry to pull out a light tube.

 

Ray Payne: Best not watches, Miss Terra... Mistah Sabby haz anothah light tuby yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: SWEET!!!

 

STK pulls himself back up to his feet with help in the ring apron, but Sabiru steps in close and performs a downward stomp on the Sandtown Kid's toes that has him screaming out in agony quickly. Sabiru catches STK with his open jaw and places the light tube into his mouth before taking a step back and drilling STK with a pele kick - this time from up underneath of his chin - forcing him to bite down on the lighttube to make it bust in his mouth! STK quickly drops backward clutching his mouth and jaw area as he will be lucky that none of the broken glass caught his eyes or nicked an artery. Sabiru stands back up and looks out among the crowd.

 

Terra Skye: Oh My... Oh....

 

Johnny Vegas: And there she goes again folks!

 

Terra hunches over in her chair, very obviously gagging.

 

HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Don't get none of that shit on my shoes!

 

Terra Skye: Jesus.. I can't even... Ugh...

 

Ray Payne: Its okies Miss Terra.

 

Sabiru seems completely unfazed as he reaches down for the bloody Lucas Silva who even tries to fight off Sabiru's hand grip on his hair but to no avail. Sabiru rolls STK back into the ring and slides in behind him.

 

Terra Skye: What more can he do, honestly? He had a fucking light tube busted in his mouth!

 

Johnny Vegas: Well, we're about to find out.

 

The Carnage Legion watches as Silva shows his toughness and resiliency doing everything he can to push himself back to his feet even though he's spitting blood from his mouth. Sabiru lines him up and comes charging in having absolutely no problem drilling him with the BomaYe - NO! Lucas Silva drops down at the last moment and delivers a quick drop toe hold that sends Sabiru face first into the middle turnbuckle! Sabiru bounds back up onto his feet looking a bit woozy from the blast and STK is quick to roll him up with a schoolboy! Hawkersby almost can't believe it as he begins to count the cover!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

 

Sabiru throws his shoulder up!

 

Ray Payne: Dis Iz borderlinez unbelievies!

 

Johnny Vegas: Wow. That's about the only word that I can really come up with in this moment...

 

The entire Carnage Legion sighs in disbelief in unison as STK looks up through the crimson mask at the referee as Hawkersby tells him that it was only a count of two. Silva looks disappointed at first, but then pounds the mat as he forces himself back up to his feet through his own personal will and the will of the people. The Carnage Legion begins to clap and cheer for the Sandtown Kid as Sabiru pushes himself back to his feet. Sabiru turns Sandtown Kid hoists him up onto his shoulders for a Samoan Drop known as the Safe Haven Drop!!! -but as he turns he is absolutely DRILLED in the face with a big boot by Sokaris who STILL has the gusset board stuck on his back between his shoulder blades!!!

 

Terra Skye: Jesus! He still has those pointy ass things sticking out of him! How in the world did he get back into the ring like that?!

 

Johnny Vegas: VERY carefully.

 

Ray Payne: Ouchies. A lots of ouchies.

 

The force of the blast sends STK down to the mat in an absolute heap and flings Sabiru off towards the middle of the ring. Altus kicks STK out of the ring before turning his attention solely to Sabiru, who he himself is working his way back to his feet. Before Sabiru can fully make it upright, Sokaris bounds over still in a boatload of pain, and clutches his opponent from around the waistline. Sokaris screams out as he hoists Sabiru up onto his shoulder and drills him down into the mat with a vicious dominator!

 

Terra Skye: The 'Funeral Hymn' with that board still in his back!

 

Johnny Vegas: Badass. That's what that is.

 

After driving the back of Sabiru's head into the mat, Sokaris shoots the half and rolls him over for a pin. Ref Hawkersby with the count!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

STK pulls himself back into the ring with the aide of the bottom rope, and lunges at the pinfall at the center of the ring!

 

Three!

 

But he's too late. Ed Hawkersby calls for the bell!

 

Johnny Vegas: Holy Shit! Altus wins it!

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Terra Skye: He and Ojeda weren't kidding when they said they weren't afraid of matches like this... and I thought his match at Chaos 20 against Nathan Cristion showed that... but these Ultraviolent men and women just keep surprising... and nauseating me.

 

Ray Payne: Me toos yo. Dis iz sum crazy stuffs, yo. Mistah Tweedah wuld be prouds.

 

Boy: DIE TWEEVER.

 

Johnny Vegas: Keep your mouth shut Boy... You don't want him to come back out.

 

Sokaris rolls off of Sabiru as Sandtown Kid lays face down on the mat prone just mere inches away, but out cold from the effort he put just to try to break up the pin.

 

Matt Wylde: ...and the winner of the match, from the Shovel Headed Kill Machine: GGGGAAARRRRYYYY AAAALLLLTTTTUUUUSSSSS!!!

 

Referee Ed Hawkersby tries to grab Sokaris's wrist as the Shovel Headed Kill Machine member pushes himself back up to his feet, but Altus quickly pulls his arm away. His attention goes right towards the gusset plate stuck in his back where he is forced to pry it out himself while the legion watches.

 

Terra Skye: Oh God... Why? Why?

 

Blood trickles down his back as "Beyond the Pale" begins to play over the Arena PA speakers and the crowd claps for the collective effort put forth by these three men. Altus surveys the damage before shouting out choice words to the Legion and to the wrestlers in the backstage area that this is the sort of damage that he is capable of doing. EMTs are quick down to the ring to check on both STK and Sabiru, but it isn't long before either of those two men are stirring. Sabiru absolutely refuses medical attention as he rolls himself out of the ring and makes his way back up towards the backstage area.

 

 

Coming Up: OWF DETERMINED!
OWF DETERMINED! LIVE ON PAY PER VIEW, JULY 3RD, 2016!

LIVE ON PAY PER VIEW, JULY 3rd, 2016!
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* MAIN EVENT *


OWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
NORMAL MATCH
(NORMAL MATCH. ONE-FALL, NO TIME LIMIT. WIN BY PINFALL OR SUBMISSION)

VS
CJ WYLDE
(CHAMPION)
ANGEL
(CHAMPION)

* FEATURE MATCHES *

NORMAL MATCH
(NORMAL MATCH. ONE-FALL, NO TIME LIMIT. WIN BY PINFALL OR SUBMISSION)

VS
REDEMPTION JESSE WILLIAMS


&

OWF STABLE CHAMPIONSHIP
NETWORK & WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
(SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH. ALL TITLES ARE ON THE LINE. ONE FALL, NO TIME LIMIT.)
[3 ROLEPLAY LIMIT; BUT 2 BEST ROLEPLAYS FROM EACH TEAM WILL COUNT TOWARDS JUDGING]

VS
LORENZO DEMARCO
(NETWORK CHAMPION)
&
GREG JACKSON
(WORLD TAG CHAMPION)
&
MOXIE ROXIE
(WORLD TAG CHAMPION)
KID DYNAMO
(CHALLENGER)
&
JC
(CHALLENGER)
&
TRENT STEEL
(CHALLENGER)

NORMAL MATCH
(NORMAL MATCH. ONE-FALL, NO TIME LIMIT. WIN BY PINFALL OR SUBMISSION)

VS
LUCY WYLDE JACKSON

FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH
(FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH. ONE-FALL NO TIME LIMIT. WIN BY FIRST PINFALL OR SUBMISSION)

VS VS VS
JESSE JAMESTER   FREEDOM KID   ZODIAC   THE SHADOW DANCER


OWF PUBLIC DISPLAY OF AGGRESSION CHAMPIONSHIP
STEEL CAGE, DOG COLLAR MATCH
(RING IS SURROUNDED BY A FIFTEEN FEET STEEL CAGE. NO DISQUALIFICATIONS. ONE-FALL, NO TIME LIMIT. THE TWO COMPETITORS WILL BE ATTACHED TO ONE ANOTHER BY THE NECK BY A TEN FOOT LONG STEEL CHAIN. WIN BY PINFALL OR SUBMISSION INSIDE OF THE RING)

VS
CRYSTAL METH
(CHAMPION)
GI
(CHALLENGER)

 

 

Ringside: #ShutMeUp
Back at ringside the Legion start to witness security men walking out from the back, walking two by two towards the ring. They spit at the apron and walk around, eight of them in total. Three march along either side of the ring, two going around to the back end, two stopping at each side and the final two men standing at the bottom of the ramp. There’s a hush over the Baltimore crowd as the men all stand at attention.

 

Johnny Vegas: And what in the hell is this?!

 

Terra Skye: If you'd listen to that headset your still wearing... you'd probably know.

 

Johnny Vegas: I am the keeper of the headset, just deal with it. And no, they didn't say anything about what is going on right now.

 

“Whoa is Me” starts playing in the arena and we’re soon joined by the UltraViolent champion himself, Matt Stone. Matt’s wearing new merchandise that you can easily go out and purchase at concession stands everywhere - a “Shut Me Up” hoodie which he has pulled over his head. Aside from that, the only thing that grabs the eye is the UV title itself, proudly worn around the champion’s waist. Stone approaches the security men and they step aside for Matt to walk right passed, getting up on the apron and into the ring where a microphone is awaiting him, his favorite accessory.

 

Matt Stone

 

Ray Payne: It's Mistah Stone!

 

Johnny Vegas: BE STILL MY BEATING HEART!!! He's BACK!!!!

 

Terra Skye: Oh good lord... I do love the new sweatshirt though. But it makes me wonder how he's doing after the terrible night he had back at Chaos 19. Between what Dazi did, and what happened to him at the hands of John Ojeda...

 

Standing in the center, microphone in hand, Matt just stands there as his music dies away, leaving just the sound of the Legion and their hissing and booing. Matt’s face is still obscured by the hoodie and the fact that he’s looking down at the mat, moving the microphone up to the opening.

 

Matt Stone: Miss me?

 

More booing followed that question, letting the champ know exactly how they feel about him.

 

Johnny Vegas: You people don't know what's good! This man is a wrestling GOD!

 

Terra Skye: I mean come on, he hasn't even let the crowd see his face yet... is he that fucked up?!

 

Johnny Vegas: YOU SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!!!

 

Matt Stone: Whether you people want to admit it or not, you need someone like me. You need someone like me who can bring you the competition you deserve rather than the Home Depot inspired bullshit that you’ve been getting. I came to Carnage because it was like a second home to me in Baltimore. I love this city, but I would love it even more without all of you people ruining it. All you people care about is violence and suffering. You’re a cancer to Baltimore and all I can do is try and cure you by offering you something better to enjoy. Something better to cheer for. Last month I was the victim of an attack, an assault while I was in the middle of an interview. I had a glass jar of red M&Ms smashed over the back of my head and not only were there no repercussions for that action, you people actually liked it!

 

Terra Skye: Damn! Harsh words from the Ultraviolent Champion!

 

Johnny Vegas: But he's RIGHT! Nothing was done about that vicious attack at the hands of Dazi 'I hate M&M's' Miyashita!

 

The crowd starts chanting ‘You De-Served It!’ over and over again as Stone stops and waits for them to die down.

 

Matt Stone: Laugh it up, all of you, go on, I can wait. I have all night. As I was saying, I was attacked without warning and that’s just the sort of thing you come to expect around here these days, isn’t it? No rules, no structure. People just come and go, do as they please and that’s the sort of thing that gets promoted here, isn’t it? Well I don’t believe in that barbaric policy, and I refuse to take part in it. You won’t see me attack someone backstage or after a match, I’m a warrior and a warrior stands face to face with his advisory and beats them. Dazi isn’t a warrior. Dazi is nothing but a coward who when faced with a fair match, rolls over and dies. I’ve beaten her twice and she can’t seem to let that go. Well I’ve got news for you Dazi, I’m letting it go for you. I’m done with you, I have nothing more to prove as far as you’re concerned. In this ring, I’m a general and you’re below a private. Much like Rosa Parks, it’s time for you to move on back.

 

Ray Payne: WHOAAHHHHHH YO! Dat wuz uncalledz fur, yo!

 

Terra Skye: Wow.... There aren't even words.

 

Johnny Vegas: MOVE ON BACK PEOPLE!!! MOVE IT!!!

 

The crowd starts booing more for this and chanting “You’re An Ass-Hole” and once again, Matt stops and waits for the chanting to die off.

 

Matt Stone: Something else that I need to address is apparently the elephant in the room, or should I call it the Mammoth? Either way, it would appear that dear old Tweeder has been running his mouth in my absence, isn’t that just cute? Among other things, it would appear that he’s getting nostalgic for the good ol days when he could just walk around here and do what he pleased with nary a consequence in his path.

 

Terra Skye: Kind of like he just did tonight.

 

Matt Stone: You let him and he’ll talk about how great things were in 2010 and 11, how he was Mr. UltraViolence and that he kept everyone in check. He even had the audacity to call me a disgrace to this championship!

 

This prompts a rather loud ‘You’re A Dis-Grace” chant that Stone interrupts.

 

Matt Stone: Oh yeah, I’m sure he loves that you all agree with him. Tweeder says that a new era has come to Carnage, but all he does is spend time talking about the old one. Well which is it exactly? New or old? Cause if we’re new, I’m all for new, but you don’t belong in it Tweeder. Your ways are old and gone for a reason. You want to take your belt back? Well of the two options you gave me, I’m certainly not going to give you a title shot at Ascension. You don’t deserve one. So you’ve got two choices old man, either you start working your way to me like everyone else does, or you come and take it as you promised. Just a little warning though, I’m a bit tired of being jumped, so I’ve got back up now. These men are trained not only to take out old men, but anyone who wants a shot at me before I allow it.

 

More booing from the crowd at that statement.

 

Ray Payne: I does not dink dat he wunts tah be threatenedings Mistah Tweedah. Specially aftah whut jus happened, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Please.

 

Terra Skye: Either Stone saw what Tweeder did, and just doesn't care... or he didn't see it, and he's unknowingly setting himself up for a world of pain.

 

Johnny Vegas: Stone knows what he's doing, so shut your fucking pie hole, BITCH!

 

Matt Stone: One more thing to address, and that is, of course, what happened to me at Chaos 19. I was brutally attacked at the conclusion of my match, a match I went into, mind you, having already been attacked and among other things, I was laid out on tacs, on spikes and on a puddle of my own blood…

 

The crowd cheers at that as a picture is put up for the home audience to see in case they missed it.

 

Johnny Vegas: That's just rude...

 

Terra Skye: What? That they're cheering?

 

Johnny Vegas: That, and the angle on that picture is HORRENDUS.

 

Matt Stone: But what I want to address isn’t that. That will be addressed at a later time, I assure you, but I have an even more pressing matter and it relates to a little kid running around thinking he’s a hero. Sandtown Kid, I want you to listen real carefully to this next part. I don’t like you. I don’t like your hair, I don’t like your attitude and I don’t like that you felt the need to come down to the ring when I had Wrath right where I wanted him. You’re an unwanted pest and you got exactly what you had coming to you two weeks ago, but that was just the beginning. You’re going to wish you were back in the ring with Wrath when I’m through with you, and if you thought that sharp objects and hard surfaces hurt, just wait till I get you in my ring. I can dish out pain with the best of them, the only thing is I don’t need help to do it. I’m the most dangerous man in this company and you’ll find that out when you get your shot at my title. Let me put it in terms that you’ll understand Kid. Being in the ring with me is like being in prison with a bigger, tougher guy and you? Well you’re about to drop the soap!

 

Stone drops the mic as he says that and heads for the exit as his music starts playing, though barely audible over the loud booing he’s getting from the Baltimore crowd.

 

Terra Skye: Well, Lucas Silva does get a shot at the UV title... Could their match be at Ascension?

 

Johnny Vegas: Doesn't matter... Stone is gonna show that little twerp what's up.

 

Ray Payne: I dink you iz undahestimatedz Mistah Soundtown, Johnnie.

 

Johnny Vegas: Ohhhhh! MY little headset is telling me that we are getting ready to head into the MAIN Event of the evening! No such luck, Sweetie.

 

Terra Skye: I swear, you'd better give me that headset back....

 

 

 

Main Event: John Ojeda Vs. Melody Lennox

Johnny Vegas: Listen here, Terra... you have no room to be asking for that headset back. Just give it up.

 

Terra Skye: I will not. I was given that headset by the network, and--

 

Ray Payne: Well.. I meanz yah did leaves da tables, yo.

 

Terra Skye: RAY!

 

Johnny Vegas: I get the headset for the rest of the show. Shut your face Wench.

 

Ray Payne: Anywayz... it's time fur da main events, yo.

 

Terra Skye: Fine...

 

Matt Wylde steps into the ring for the final time tonight.

 

Matt Wylde: It's now time for the Main Event of the Evening! This match is Scheduled for one fall, and will be contested under STANDARD match rules!

 

Terra Skye: I don't know how the people will be able to handle watching 'wrestling'.. instead of people mutilating each other.

 

Johnny Vegas: It's a pity.

 

The lights in the arena dim as “Shovel Headed Kill Machine” by Exodus hits the PA system and John Ojeda walks out onto the stage, a half smirk already imprinted on his face. He stops on top of the steel ramp, looking out upon the booing legion before stomping his way down the ramp, heading directly for the ring. He wastes little time getting to ringside; where he stops once again and plays to the already booing crowd.

 

John Ojeda

 

Matt Wylde: First to the ring, standing tall at six foot, two inches and weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds... he is one half of the CW Tag Team Champions.... JOHNNNN OJEDDAAAAA!!!!!!!

 

Terra Skye: He must be exstatic seeing his partner win his match just a little while ago.

 

Johnny Vegas: And I'm sure he's going into this one, ready to make good on all those threats that he made towards the Carnage Champion in these past two weeks.

 

Ray Payne: I jus hopes he does nots hurteds Miss Mellie, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Do you realize who you're talking about, Ray?

 

Ojeda climbs the steel steps, and steps into the ring where he moves slowly, methodically towards the far side of the ring, turning around and leaning on the ring ropes as his music fades out and only the incessant booing of the Legion can be heard. That is, until a heavy guitar riff begins to play, instantly turning those boos and jeers directed towards Ojeda, into cheers and smiles directed towards the entrance. 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 shuddered away a little at the spotlight, shifting her Carnage Championship on her shoulder, a meek smile on her face. 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.

 

Melody Lennox

 

Matt Wylde: And his opponent, standing in at five foot even and weighing one hundred pounds... she is YOUR CARNAGE CHAMPION... MELODDYYYYY LENNNNNNNOOOOOOX!!!!!!!

 

Terra Skye: That belt looks good on her. I know I keep saying it but--

 

Johnny Vegas: Aaaand.. you need to stop that.

 

Ray Payne: Miss Terra can says whut she wunts, yo. Miss Mellie iz a guud champ, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Come on.. I know I'm not the only one sitting here thinking about that little conversation that she and Gary Altus had earlier about his not interfering in this match...

 

Terra Skye: No, you're not. I was thinking the same thing. Does Melody actually trust the word of Gary Altus?

 

Ray Payne: I wuld nots if I wuz her, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well, I saw Miss Melody Lennox walking around backstage with someone, someone big... someone a lot bigger than either John Ojeda or Gary Altus...

 

Terra Skye: You think she's got back up?

 

Johnny Vegas: I think she'd be stupid not to have someone other than Lucas Prick face Silva to depend on if things go awry.

 

She blushed slightly at the introduction, she gently pulled her hand back and folded one arm behind her back, the other one resting on the Carnage Championship. 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 and holding the Carnage Championship high in the air for the Legion to see, 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.

 

Ray Payne: I guesses we willz findeds out, yo...

 

Senior Referee White Rey takes the time to check both competitors for this normal rules type match. Melody Lennox looks across the ring with a scowl at Ojeda while Rey checks her over. White Rey moves across the ring to the far corner and goes to check over Wrath who is less than compliant. Wrath gives Rey the business while he checks over the boots and the tights for any hidden foreign objects - acting as though its a bad thing that White Rey doesn't trust him. With no foreign objects to speak of, White Rey motions towards Boy to start the main event of the evening!

 

DING DING!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Here we go!

 

Terra Skye: Come on Melody!!!

 

The two competitors begin to circle the ring with Lennox sweeping around at a much greater distance than Wrath who is looking to take the shorter route.  Ojeda motions that he'd like to lock up in a collar and elbow tie up, but the Carnage Champion knows better than to test her power against someone over double her weight.  Wrath pushes to come inside on Lennox who has to use one of her signature roll throughs early.  By the time she bounds back up to her feet though, Wrath pushes her into the northwest corner where Senior Referee White Rey is quick to issue the competition break.  John Ojeda uses his power to simply push Lennox's head back at an awkward angle forcing White Rey to begin to count...

 

Terra Skye: Oh come on! Get off of her!

 

Ray Payne: Dats Not Nice, YO!

 

1..

 

2..

 

3..

 

4..

 

Wrath breaks up just before the count of five and gets issued a stern warning.  Ojeda puts his arms up in the air to show that he's going to give Lennox a clean break.  As soon as White Rey allows Ojeda to take a step backward, Ojeda lunges forward and connects with a cheap lunging back elbow smash that strikes the Carnage Champion on the bridge of her nose.

 

Johnny Vegas: What do you expect, honestly? He's John Ojeda, resident Asshole... Dirty dealer... The champ shouldn't expect him to play by the rules, even if this is a standard match. Matches are never 'Standard' when The Shovel Headed Kill Machine are involved.

 

Terra Skye: I'll agree with you there.

 

Johnny Vegas: Good, because I'm right.

 

Senior Ref White Rey immediately issues another stern warning but Ojeda doesn't care.  He cocks back and throws another back elbow smash that the champion ducks and the momentum has them switching positions in the corner.  Lennox is quick to start a flurry of forearm smashes that too draw a count from Senior Referee White Rey.  This time, Rey merely begins the count but it doesn't take long for Melody to cinch in a side headlock to pull her opponent away from the ropes.  The Carnage Legion cheers her tactics, but its not long before the Legion is booing when Ojeda quickly pulls Lennox off of her feet and drops her down with a back suplex.  With Lennox on the ground now, Wrath quickly applies an armbar to keep Small but Mighty Melody Lennox grounded.

 

Ray Payne: I feelz dat if onlies Mistah Headed wuld jus playz by da rules, dat people wuld seez dat he iz a reallie guud wrestlah.

 

Terra Skye: Good luck with that Ray. Ojeda doesn't care.

 

Johnny Vegas: But... Will Melody stoop to his levels to keep her win streak alive?

 

Terra Skye: Hell no! She doesn't need to! She didn't against Ojeda's partner at Chaos 20!

 

Ray Payne: But... Mistah Shovel iz differented den Mistah Headed, yo.

 

Senior Referee White Rey asks if the Carnage World Champion submits even though no one inside of the building is expecting it, including Wrath himself.  He works his way back to his feet and pulls Lennox up to her feet as well using the armbar to his advantage.  Lennox stands up but immediately throws one arm down and performs a one-handed cartwheel to throw her body over and to loosen the grip of the armbar, but immediately gets blasted with a rising uppercut.

 

Johnny Vegas: Ojeda using that size advantage here, with that brutal looking uppercut.

 

Terra Skye: She might be small, but she's mighty. She won't let him get the upperhand for long.

 

Lennox stumbles backward and just barely gets her arm over the top rope on the south side of the ring. It doesn't take long for Wrath to follow her over and to pull the champ back to the center of the ring. Quickly, Ojeda takes a hold of Lennox's head and drives her to the mat with a spinning neck breaker. The force of the impact causes Lennox to sit up straight, and that forces Ojeda to grab her with both arms to throw her back down to the mat so that he can make a lateral press.

 

Ray Payne: Covah by Mistah Headed!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

Lennox kicks out quick after the count of two!

 

Johnny Vegas: Kinda knew she wasn't going to take the three count there. She isn't the champion for nothing.

 

Terra Skye: But you know, Ojeda wants that title shot, if he beats her.. so he definitely isn't going to let up.

 

It doesn't take Wrath long to keep up on the offensive. Quick to rise to his feet and to pull Lennox up behind him, Ojeda grabs her by the back of her head and unceremoniously dumps her on the outside of the ring. Senior Referee White Rey follows John Ojeda to the ringside floor where he grabs Melody by her blonde hair and throws her into the south east ringside steps. Once more, Senior Referee White Rey issues a stern warning and tells Ojeda to take the action back into the ring - only to have the Shovel Headed Kill Machine member ignore his direction.

 

Terra Skye: This is a STANDARD MATCH!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: I really do hate being right all the time.

 

Terra Skye: Oh shut up Joh--

 

Johnny Vegas: And this is why I should keep the headset... FOREVER.

 

Ray Payne: You cannotz handlesz da hedset Johnnie.

 

Ojeda grabs Lennox by her hair once again, but Lennox shoots up with a defiant forearm smash that connects strong and backs Wrath away unexpectedly. Before Ojeda can gain his bearings, Lennox charges forward and catches the much taller Ojeda with an STO that throws his balance off enough to take him straight down to the concrete. Lennox gains a warning for such a maneuver as she pops back up to her feet to the applause of the Carnage Legion!

 

Terra Skye: Fighting fire with fire! YES!!!

 

Ray Payne: I does dink dat dat iz whut yah needs tah does in a match like dis, yo.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well, Duh.

 

Wrath has already sat up, regardless of the big time maneuver, and Lennox does little more than apply a front chanceory so that she can direct Wrath back into the ring. She and Senior Referee White Rey slide into the ring behind him and Lennox quickly rolls Wrath over onto his back for a quick pinfall attempt-

 

 

One!

 

 

Tw-Wrath powers out of the lateral press with a pushup style.

 

Ray Payne: Like it wuz nuffin, yo. Like it wuz nuffin.

 

Johnny Vegas: Is that a surprise? I mean seriously?

 

Wrath rolls himself over and pushes himself back up to one knee, but Lennox is already back up to her feet. She simply takes a hold of Wrath's head and runs forward, attempting a bulldog but Ojeda manages to shove Lennox into the corner instead. Melody hits the turnbuckles chest first and comes staggering backward towards her opponent precariously. Wrath takes a rear waist lock and hoists Lennox up off of her feet, taking her over to the corner where he sets her boots down on the middle rope. Wrath turns to convert Lennox into a crucifix hold, but Lennox throws a mule kick that connects between Ojeda's shoulder blades that pushes him away. Wrath turns, but Lennox turns as well, and throws herself off of the middle rope with a big cross body! The Carnage Legion cheers, but Wrath catches her!

 

Terra Skye: God Damnit!!!

 

Things don't look too good for the champ as the powerful John Ojeda converts this into a black hole slam! Lennox connects with mat center ring and writhes around in pain - and it doesn't take long for Wrath to push Lennox's shoulders down to the mat to apply a lateral press, both legs strongly hooked!

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

 

Lennox kicks out!

 

Johnny Vegas: It amazes me sometimes, the fight in this tiny little woman. The title belt she holds, it's bigger than she is, and to be honest, she shouldn't be able to hold her own.. just like Silva in the triple threat..

 

Terra Skye: Maybe eventually you'll believe in the power of the crowd, and the belief that the Legion has in these two in particular.

 

Johnny Vegas: Doubtful. But you can keep hoping.

 

Wrath sits up on his knees and shakes his head. He pushes himself up to a vertical base and bends over to grab Lennox by her hair. He twists her around to hoist her up onto his shoulders for a burning hammer. Before applying the maneuver, Ojeda takes the time to tell the Carnage Legion tonight that this match is over, and then throws the Champion upside down and backwards over his head. Ojeda drops and sticks his knee out to complete the The Viking Sledgehammer, but Lennox lands on her feet! Ojeda looks up to see Lennox throw herself forward go for a shining wizard, but Ojeda throws himself backward down against the mat to avoid it.

 

The crowd cheers!

 

Terra Skye: YAHHH!!!

 

Ray Payne: Miss Mighty Mellies is at it agains yo!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: Please, Ojeda avoided it.

 

Terra Skye: Yeah, but he can't avoid it forever... you should know that, Johnny.

 

Ojeda spins back up to one knee at the same time that Lennox turns herself to resquare up with her opponent. Ojeda throws himself upward with his head tucked low and Lennox hops up onto Ojeda's back - she's going for the Yoshi Tonic! She struggles to flip herself forward for the maneuver as Ojeda uses his superior strength to hold on. There's a commotion from the Carnage Legion as she looks up at the top of the ramp to see Gary Altus standing there!

 

Gary Altus

 

Terra Skye: I KNEW that fucker couldn't be trusted!!! I fucking knew it!

 

Ray Payne: You'da thoughted dat aftah da beatin Mistah shovel tooked jus a lil bit ago, he wuld not be ablilities tah comes out heah, yo.

 

Altus makes no showing that he has any intention of coming down the ramp to get involved in the action. Ojeda pushes himself upward, but having Lennox on his back throws their balance off as the pair tumble towards the west side ropes. Melody Lennox grabs the top rope and completes the initial flip of the Yoshi Tonic yet it sends both her and Ojeda falling to the concrete floor below. Altus takes a step forward upon seeing the awkward angle that Ojeda and Lennox both land. Senior Referee White Rey leans through the ropes to check on both competitors before starting a ten count.

 

Johnny Vegas: Oh shit..

 

 

One!

 

 

Two!

 

 

Lennox and Ojeda both begin to stir at the same time.

 

Ray Payne: Dey iz bof movins, yo!

 

Three!

 

 

Four!

 

 

Melody reaches for the ring apron to pull herself up, but Wrath reaches for her instead.

 

Terra Skye: Ojeda's got a hold of Melody!

 

Five!

 

Wrath pulls himself up to his feet and pulls Lennox up, too. He grabs her by the wrist and irish whips her into the near side barricade!

 

Johnny Vegas: And he's got her right where he wants her!

 

Six!

 

The Carnage Legion reacts as Lennox hits the barricade back first and hard. Ojeda charges with a hard lariat, but Lennox leans against the barricade and throws her boot up catching Wrath in the face instead!

 

Terra Skye: NOT SO FAST!!!!

 

Seven!

 

Lennox looks up at the top of the ramp at Altus, and gives him a scowl. She grabs Ojeda by the back of his head and tosses him over the barricade!

 

Ray Payne: Showins da powah Miss Mellie is!!!

 

Eight!

 

Melody steps over the barricade carefully, following Ojeda out into the crowd. Ojeda pushes a member of the Carnage Legion between himself and Lennox, and when Melody stops her attack to save from hitting a fan, Ojeda reaches over the fan's shoulder and drills Lennox with the Stiffest Right Hand in the Biz!

 

Johnny Vegas: He Got her!! She's gotta be out!

 

Nine!

 

Ojeda looks up at Senior Referee White Rey, but turns his attention back towards Lennox, pulling her up just to toss her into some of the fans seats!

 

Terra Skye: He's not going to get her back into the--

 

Ten!

 

Senior Referee White Rey motions to the timekeeper to ring the bell.

 

Johnny Vegas: Well I'll be damned....

 

DING DING DING!!!

 

Matt Wylde: Ladies and Gentlemen, the match has been declared a no-contest due to a double countout!

 

Terra Skye: I can't believe this.

 

Ray Payne: A doubly count outies, yo. Why did Mistah Headed not tryies tah get Miss Mellie back tah da ring, yo?

 

Johnny Vegas: Easy.. he doesn't give a rats ass.. he just wants to hurt her.

 

The Carnage Legion boos, but there isn't too much time to worry about the result of the match while the action is still going on. Lennox pushes herself up off of the chairs, but Wrath grabs her and brings her back to her feet. He tries to hoist her up for the Viking Sledgehammer a second time, but this time Lennox backflips off of Wrath's shoulders and dropkicks him in the back so hard he goes flying into a row of the empty folding chairs himself. The busted up Gary Altus limps towards the action as he hops over the barricade. Altus comes up from behind Lennox and attacks her with a double-axe handle smash from behind.

 

Terra Skye: NO! GOD DAMNIT NO!!!!

 

DING DING DING DING DING DING!!!

 

Altus spins Lennox around and pushes her head down between his legs for a standing headscissors. He calls out to Wrath who is still just pushing himself back to his feet. It looks as if The Shovel Headed Kill Machine are going to go for some sort of double team maneuver, but from the crowd a very large and mysterious figure comes bounding in and nearly takes Altus's head off with a vicious lariat!

 

????

 

Johnny Vegas: THAT'S HIM!!!

 

Terra Skye: WHO?!?!

 

Wrath comes in to approach the man, but as they stand toe-to-toe, it's clear that this unknown figure is even taller and more massive than he is! Wrath doesn't back down, but having just been through the full length of a match, Ojeda is easily shoved backwards where he falls over the chairs once more!

 

Ray Payne: SHOWZ DEM YO!!

 

The mysterious man picks up Lennox by her waist and carries her back over the barricade and sets her down back on her feet. The Carnage World Champion and this towering figure both back their way up the ramp as the Shovel Headed Kill Machine regroup among the Carnage Legion. Both Wrath and Sokaris look livid as this mountain of a man stands guard next to the tiny yet dangerous Lennox.

 

Terra Skye: That's right! If they want to team up against the innocent... It's about time that the good guys fight back!!!

 

Johnny Vegas: That motherfucker is HUGE...

 

Ray Payne: I wundah who he iz, yo.

 

Terra Skye: I don't know, but I'm guessing that it's not the last that we're going to see of him...

 

Johnny Vegas: Well, The guy with the headset... aka me... says that time is up for the tonight folks... The next time we'll see you is at Ascension, in Philadelphia!!! Can't wait to make our return to the 2300 arena!!!

 

Terra Skye: Me either! I--

 

Johnny Vegas: NO! The show ends NOW!!! HAHAH!!! Goodnight Folks!!!

 

The show ends with a shot of Lennox and this Man standing beneath the Carnagetron which shows the scowls on the faces of the Shovel Headed Kill Machine as the feed fades to the OWF Network Logo.

 

 

 

Carnage Wrestling Presents: ASCENSION!!!!

 

 


July 10th, 2016
LIVE on the OWF NETWORK from the 2300 Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania!!!!


 

* MAIN EVENT *
FOR THE CARNAGE CHAMPIONSHIP!!


ASCENSION CAGE MATCH!!!
The ONLY Way to win is to ASCEND the Cage and touch the ground outside the cage FIRST!

 

        

 



Melody Lennox

 

vs.

 

Sabiru

 


 

ULTRAVIOLENT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

ASCENSION "X" MATCH
Four tables suspended 10 feet above the ring in an "X" shape with the UV title belt hanging above the center of the "X". Use a ladder to get to the tables, and whoever gets the title belt first... WINS!

 

        

 



"The Abominable Showman"
Matt Stone

 

vs.

 

"The Sandtown Kid"
Lucas Silva

 


 

 

TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

LADDER MATCH!!!!

 

        

 



The Shovel Headed Kill Machine
Gary Altus & John Ojeda

 

vs.

 

The House of the Holy
Nathan Cristion & Magdalena

 


 

BALTIMORE CITY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

ULTRAVIOLENT RULES MATCH
Win by Pinfall or Submission, BUT The ONLY LEGAL Weapon is the LADDER!!!!

 

        

 



Robbie Future

 

vs.

 

"Kattunge"
Cynder Hendricks

 


 

 

* NUMBER ONE CONTENDER MATCH *
ULTRAVIOLENT RULES!!!!!
To Determine the Number One Contender for the Ultraviolent Championship

 

        

 



"The Ultraviolent Icon"
Tweeder

 

vs.

 

Dazi Miyashita

 


 

 

* Ultraviolent Match!! *

 

        

 



Marisol Hawkes

 

vs.

 

Nina Stokes

 


 

 

* Opening Match *
Standard Match!!!

 

        

 



Robby Black

 

vs.

 

Garbage Fence

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAOS 21 CREDITS:

 

General Posting/Editing- KJ & CW Admin

Earlier Today - Nina Stokes

Opening - KJ

Match 1: Black Vs. Stokes - Anubis

Match 2: Hendricks Vs. Saint (Tweeder vs. Cristion) - CW Admin & Tweeder

Backstage: Can you be Trusted? - Melody Lennox & Anubis

Match 2: Hendricks Vs. Saint (Lets try this again) - CW Admin & KJ

Backstage: Throwing Fuel on the Fire - Anubis

Match 3: Altus Vs. Sabiru Vs. Silva - CW Admin & KJ

Ringside: #ShutMeUp - Matt

Main Event: Ojeda Vs. Lennox - CW Admin & KJ

 

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