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Hostile Takeover
September 1st, 2000
In Dedication to Former President John....

THE NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS! LIVE FROM PORTLAND, OREGON!

Main Event
World Heavyweight Championship Match
One on One for the World Title
Evan Levine will be chained to the Ring Post
Rob Kestler w/ Evan Levine -c- vs. Fugite

Silent Tag Team Match
Capital Punishment & Grim Reaper vs. Billy Larson and Michael Dudley w/ Chris Anthony

North American Title Match
These two will go at it next month at Autumn in Hell, let's see them tear each other apart now :-).
Nicholas Kain vs. Scott Stone -c-

World Tag team Title Match
Team V.I.A.G.R.A. vs. Usual Suspects(Pyscho Jay and Chris Davidson)

IWO Atlantic Title Match
Last Man Standing
This is the Last encounter these two will ever have. Arrows, not knowing this would have been for the IWO world title, believes he was rightfully screwed. He asked for this rematch, so, now he recieves it against the man whom he's hated, Lance McNally
Lance McNally -c- vs. Shawn Arrows

Sam Potright vs. LiGiL

Rooftop Rumble
Pacific Title Match
The match takes place on an 18 story office building near the Hostile Takeover arena... the first person to be knocked off the roof is the loser.... There are nets all around the roof so the loser will not be killed...
Billy Ray -c- vs. Gerrard Heart

Extreme Title Match
We figured... Why not? Let's just have a normal Falls Count anywhere Extreme Title Match! FUN IN THE SUN!
Fenix -c- vs. Phyre

I.C. Tag Team Championship
Winds of Change -c- vs. Deadly Destruction

US Title Match
Sanders may seem outnumbered, but should Extreme and Matthews coopperate and work as a team to defeat Sanders, they shall both be disqualified and Sanders will be awarded the win.
Wesley Sanders -c- vs. Mike Extreme vs. Dane Matthews

Television Title
Nighthawk vs. Joe Johnson -c-

#1 Contender to the Tag Team Championship
Winner Recieves the Shot at Autumn In Hell
Sticks and Stones vs. Sex N' Ratings(PaiN & Wiggey D) vs. the Spaz Event

Al Coholic's Medical Condition shall be Updated!
Will the Women's Title be defended?
And Much More!
======================
(We hear the heartbeat fade on the IWO screen, as the words "IWO-Online" bounce onto the screen three times, before engulfing themselves in flames. "Duck and Cover" by 3 Doors Down plays over the pa system as we see the IWO logo fade out. Footage from Heatstroke 2000 begins to play, as we see Kestler about to fall off the rollar coster. We see the cart being stopped abruptly, as Fugite flies out. Kestler is shown doing an insane dive from the cart, as Larson cuts into the picture. Levine attacks Larson, as he counts Kestler the new world champion. The belt is handed to Kestler, as Levine and Kestler hug... fading into a picture of Kestler and Jay holding up the tag team championships as Splinter and Krang. The picture shatters into two, as we fade into the arena in Portland, Oregon, where Pyro and such is going off. "My Own Summer(Shove It)" by the Deftones cuts onto the pa system as we fade into the announcer's booth. Greg Parker, JT, and Nikki sit to discuss Hostile Takeover's "Night of Champions.")

GP:WELCOME TO THE NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS, LIVE, at Hostile Takeover!

Nikki:That's right! Every championship will be on the line here tonight...

JT:EXCEPT THE WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP! It's a travesty of justice! It's such a travesty!

Nikki:Get a hold of yourself, there's still the normal T&A JT...

JT:Phew!

GP:Only five days removed from Heatstroke 2000, and we get to see the repercussions of what was an awesome night! We saw High Flyer grab Kate Young from Dane Matthews' clutches. We brought into the IWO two new federation championships, and we saw Rob Kestler actually become the World Champion, by siding with Evan Levine of all people!

JT:GAYME TYME! GAYME TYME!

GP:Evan Levine now is going against the establishment however! He's fighting for who he believes should be the world heavyweight champion, and in all people, it's Rob Kestler, the man who constantly made fun of him day in and day out during his earlier days of no respect in the IWO.

Nikki:That's just an odd situation, and how will Psycho Jay react with Fugite being rewarded with the title shot here tonight instead of the stipulation of last weeks Hostile Takeover where losing to Al guarenteed him another shot this week?

GP:Only time will tell Nikki. Remember, tonight is another NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS! That means that EVERY belt is on the line here tonight in what could be one of the largest weekly show cards in a long time. Team V.I.A.G.R.A. defends the belts against Psycho Jay and Chris Davidson. Remember the last time V.I.A.G.R.A. defended against Jay and... Kestler?

JT:Yeah! They were all dressed from the early 90's cartoon show Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...

GP:Damnit! I can't see Kestler and Jay apart! I just can't! They were one of those long term bonds here in the IWO! It's just not the same!

Nikki:But that Cassia girl has really gotten into the head of Kestler. It's like she's playing with his strings...

JT: Wiiiiichiiii...

GP:What the hell was that?

JT:That was a whipped sound, because that boy is WHIPPED!

GP:We are also going to bring you Nicholas Kain and Scott Stone, Wesley Sanders, Mike Extreme, and Dane Matthews, as well as Capital Punishment teaming with the Grim Reaper to fight Billy Larson and Michael Dudley...

::Ringside suddenly we see walking down the IWO ramp is Jamie Kosoy and VP Evan. They both look quite serious as they walk down to the ring and step inside. The fans cheer as Jamie takes a microphone into his hand and begins to talk.::

Jamie: Look at this....this has to be the worst run card I've ever seen in my entire life...honestly! Well I've had enough! No more. William, Tom, we're taking over this card. Your dismissed. Go home.

::Jamie hands the microphone to Evan.::

VP Evan: And as your Vice President of the IWO...I pledge to make this card just as lovely and as special as each and every Monday Night Meltdown which I run. Thank you.

::As Evan throws the microphone down suddenly we hear the jeers and boo's of the crowd. The camera pans over and we see VP William running to the ring, followed by Commish Tom. They jump in to the ring and pull out Mics. Immidiately we see a full cup of soda hit Commish Tom.::

Commish Tom: YEAH NICE SHOT! Realize that at least I get a damn paycheck you trailor park piece of trash!

VP William: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?!?! YOU CAN'T COME IN HERE AND TAKE OVER MY CARD! I RUN THIS CARD WELL! YOU HAVE NO GROUNDS!

Commish Tom: YEAH! YOU HAVE NO GROUNDS TO TAKE THIS AWAY FROM US! YOU NEED REASONING!

Jamie: First off...my name is Jamie Kosoy...and I AM THE IWO....I need exactly jack shit in reasoning. If I wanna take this card..I will take this card.

::The crowd errupts into cheers for Jamies actions. William is irrate. He begins to take his tie and sports coat off.::

VP William: Over my dead body you mother fu-

::Suddenly "Mummified in Barbed Wire" by Cannibal Corpse begins to play as the lights strobe effect in black and red. Trent McFarlane walks out onto the IWO ramp and down into the ring. The fans cheer him on as he jumps into the ring in his leather jacket. He pulls out a microphone.::

Trent: Hold on here people. We seem to have a little social dispute. Bring it to Judge Trent. He'll help you solve your problems. Speak to me.

::Trent leans up against the ring post and watches the four men.::

VP William: This is my card and he's trying to take it away!

::Jamie breaks in.::

Jamie: This guy is crooked as Tommy Lee's pecker! Him and his lacky don't deserve this card. I'm the one who made IWO what it is today. I'm the web man. Not two punks who're following in Johns footsteps!

::Trent picks his teeth with the mic's end and then stands straight and walks through the center of the ring.::

Trent: Well....ya see....ya see we got a minor problem here. If you take away this mans right, that you bestowed him...to run this card...with him and his partner there becoming angry...

::Trent points to VP William.::

Trent: Your also gonna make quite a few of your talent in the back a bit more than unhappy. And you know what that means don't you?

::Pauses.::

Jamie: What? What does that mean?

::Trent walks up to Jamie and gets in his face.::

Trent: THAT MEANS YOU WILL HAVE FUCKED UP SOMETHING FIERCE! With the take over of....oddly enough Hostile Takeover....you will have drawn the true battle grounds...and you will have raped the IWO in the rectum, because then bad things will happen...and when bad things happen....they get worse and worse and worse. Catch my drift?

Jamie: What are you saying? I should let him keep his card?

VP William: HELL YEAH!

::William walks up and puts his hand on Trents shoulder with a smile. Trent turns to him and pushes him off and knocks him to the mat.::

Trent: Don't you ever touch me. I didn't do this for you you sack of dung! Now..... I suggest....you let them keep their lovely little card....and Evan...you worry about your card....and Jamie....you keep
YOUR ass....where it belongs...and thats not here pestering the hired help!

Jamie: Don't you tell me how to run my com-

::Trent reaches out and pinches Jamies wind pipe.::

Trent: I thought...I just told you...to keep your ass where it belongs. Now shut up....do as I say...or at this very moment I will crush your wind pipe, you will go into a spasm and within a few moments you will die.

VP Evan: He's bluffing Jamie! Don't listen to him!

Trent: I have nothing to live for, why don't you try me Evan.

::There is a pause in the ring as all the Board members just look at eachother. The camera is picking up Jamie choking.::

Jamie: Alright.....alright fine...he can keep his damn card...he can keep it! Just let go god damn it!

::Trent releases his hold.::

Trent: Good...now this matter is settled.

Jamie: YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE HUH? YOU CAN'T JUST WALK INTO MY COMPANY AND TAKE OVER CONTROL! YOU MAY THINK YOU ARE BUT YOU'RE NOT PHELEN KELL! YOU'RE NOT PHELEN KELL IN THE LEAST! YOU-

Trent: YOUR DAMN RIGHT I'M NOT PHELEN KELL!....because Phelen Kell wouldn't be willing to do what I'm willing to do to keep peace with you four monkeys. Look at you all....all power hungry as hell...its pathetic. Whatever happened to the days of Inferno, Zombie, Hostile Youth, Titan, ?¿? and the others?
There was fueding but that was for the wrestlers! The board was fine! You all make me sick! Your lucky I just don't beat the hell out of you all now! Now this MATTER....is solved. YOU TWO.... Get the hell out of here. And YOU TWO get....the hell...out of here. I see any more of this childish bickering tonight, and there will be hell to pay. Stay away from eachother, and let the other go along with his business.

::Trent slides backward out of the ring as he throws his microphone and hits Commish Tom in the forehead with it. Trent walks up the ramp backwards smirking as he looks into the ring. All four men are just watching him
as he goes up the ramp.::

Jamie: Let it be known...the two of you...are LUCKY!

::Jamie and Evan exit the ring and walk off. A second later, after looking at each other oddly Tom and William leave aswell. The card continues on.::

GP:What the hell was that all about?

JT:Man, talk about a struggle of power...

Nikki:I think it's time for a Commercial Break....

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* Commercial Break *
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(We fade into the back, where Gerrard Heart is talking with Mike Extreme and Dane Matthews)

Gerrard Heart:You know who really gets under my skin?

Mike Extreme:I don't think we really care right now...

Gerrard Heart:That Fenix guy really annoys me. I mean, he comes back and thinks that he should fight Rob Kestler for the World belt! What type of idiot is he!

Dane Matthews:Don't want to hear it...

Gerrard Heart:He dare tell me that I'm not worthy of being a Joey Rappaport? That stupid little prick!

Extreme:Heart... we have a match... And you're not helping...

Gerrard Heart:So do I! I've got to get to that rooftop man!

(Heart leaves and Matthews and Extreme revert back to their silence of lacing of the boots. We then fade into the front office, where Ford and Will are talking.)

Commish Tom: And that, Will, is exactly why the world is shaped like a banana!

VP William: That's amazing, Tom! Tell me more about how dobermans can be used as dangerous projectiles!

(A knock is heard)

Commish Tom: Maybe later... come in!

(Joey Malone steps into the room.)

Joey Malone: Hey, Tom, how're ya doin'?

Commish Tom: Well well... if it isn't Joey Malone... what do you want, Malone?

Joey Malone: Oh, nothing... I had a GREAT idea, though...

Commish Tom: A great idea, huh? Is this the same kind of great idea that involves your little squad of janitors recording a rap song?

Joey Malone: ...they did...?

Commish Tom: Check the rumor mill. Anyway, Joey, what's your idea?

Joey Malone: ...well...

(The scene cuts out for no apparent reason.)

GP: What the hell is Joey Malone doing, talking to Commish Tom?

JT: Who knows... who cares?

(The camera fades into the back, seeing Wes Anderson pulling some luggage into the building.)

GP:IT'S WES ANDERSON! What the HELL is he doing here!

Nikki:Former IML World Champion Wes Anderson is finally back from his tour of Japan... how will he take to Jamie getting rid of him to develope his character in Japan?

JT:How about... WHO CARES?!?!

GP:Wes Anderson made a big dramatic impact in Japan... and now we'll finally get to see his stuff here in America! This is huge!

("Dragula" by Rob Zombie begins to play over the pa system as the camera switches from the back and to the ringside area. We see Meygon standing in the ring wearing a very nice dress, and holding the Women's championship on her shoulder.)

Meygon:This next match is for the shot at the World Tag Team Championship. Introducing first, from East Rockaway, New Jersey, Axel Stone, Alex Hunter... STICKS AND STONES!

(The Sticks and Stones walk out from the back, and slide into the ring. They head to their own corners.)

GP:The Sticks and Stones, close to becoming the Intercontinental Tag Team Champions, however the Winds of Change won those titles at Heatstroke 2000...

**Tape Footage from Heatstroke 2000**
JT: They have Malone and are setting him up for the BROKEN BONES! He's on top of Hunter's shoulders, and Stone is up top, wait the ropes are moving and Stone lands on his midsection!

Shallow: MY GOD! DANIEL PHILLIPS FROM THE DEAD! CLIPPING THE LEG OF ADAM HUNTER! HE TOSSES HIM INTO THE ROPES AND THE FATED HURRICANE(Spinebuster-Inverted DDT Combo)!! MY GOD! MALONE RUSHES AND DROPKICKS STONE OFF THE TOP TO THE FLOOR! THE WINDS OF CHANGE ARE THE NEW CHAMPIONS! MY GOD!

GP: They are handed their NEW IWO IC Tag Team Championships, they both put the belts on and climb the turnbuckles and raise their hands high in victory! They shake hands, and raise each other's hand! This is truly a great moment in IWO history!
**Fade Out from Tape Footage**

GP:That was footage of Sticks and Stones within a grasp of the I.C. Tag team championships. Now, they have a shot at going for the IWO World tag team championship at Autumn in Hell 2000, fighting team V.I.A.G.R.A. as it now stands.

("Twist of Cain" by Danzig plays over the pa system as out from the back walk the Spaz Event.)

Meygon:And one of their opponents, weighing in at a combined 490 pounds, the masters of the Event Horizon, Spaz, The Main Event Steve Sullivan, The Spaz Event!

(They climb into the ring.)

GP:The Spaz Event have been making a huge impact in the tag team division as of late. They tried to win the tag team titles last month against V.I.A.G.R.A. in a four way dance, however V.I.A.G.R.A. somehow pinned them as well.

("Reject" by Living Sacrafice plays over the pa system... but no one walks out.)

GP:Well, this IS Supposed to be Sex 'N Ratings, but I'm not exactly sure what's going on!

JT:LOOK!

GP:In the ring! Wiggey D has a flaming chair! He just blasted it over the head of Steve Sullivan! Axel Stone charages in, as Wiggey D nails him with another huge chair shot his own! Wiggey D grabs Spaz, WIGGEY SLAM! WIGGEY SLAM!

JT:Wiggey D, the last remaining Sex 'N Ratings member in the IWO I guess, with a huge shot to Adam Hunter sends him out of the ring! Wiggey D has cleared house!

Nikki:Something happened to Wiggey right now...

GP:We'll get to break, and we'll be right back
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* Commercial Break *
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Television Title Match
Joe Johnson -c- vs. Nighthawk

GP: And welcome back to Hostile Takeover! The next match is going to.... GREEEAT!!!!!

JT: ????, anyways... Whoo hoo, NOT. Who are the next jobber's to step into the IWO ring?

GP: Well... it's for the IWO television championship.

JT: Really? Aww man, I can't wait!... not!

GP: The new T.V. Champion, Joe Johnson, against the new number one contender, Nighthawk! This one is going to be something to watch! And I think that Nighthawk will come out the winner.

Nikki: I will have to disagree with you GP, I think that because Joe won the t.v. title at Heatstroke, that he will retain the title this evening.

JT: I knew you loved Jobbers!

*SLAP*

JT: HEY! And as much as I don't like this, I will have to agree with GP, because Joe Johnson is... well, the king of all jobbers!

("Criminal" by Eminem blasts over the speakers as Nighthawk makes his way to the ring)

Meygon: The following match is scheduled for one fall!!! First coming down to the ring, weighing in at 300 pounds, and NUMBER ONE contender for the IWO Television title......NIGHT HAWK!!!!!!!

("Judgement Day" by Method Man blasts over the speakers as Joe Johnson makes his way to the ring)

Meygon: And his opponent and IWO TELEVISION CHAMPION!!! Weighing in at 246 pounds.....JOE...JOHNSON!!!!!!!!!!

GP: Well it looks like Nighthawk has the distinct weight and height advantage in this match.

Nikki: Ya, well Joe is the champion. And I think that he plans on keeping it that way.

(ding, ding, ding)

GP: And the bell rings! And Joe charges right for and Nighthawk, but Nighthawk side steps Johnson and Johnson goes flying into the turnbuckle.

JT: Hahahaha, the jobber is already showing his jobber...techniques, hehe!

GP: I have to agree with you there! Wait, Nighthawk takes the opportunity and grabs a hold of Johnsons' head and pounds it into the turnbuckle.

Nikki: Come on Joe. YOU CAN DO IT!!!!

JT: Shut up bitch!

**SLAP**

GP: Nighthawk now whipping Johnson into the opposite turnbuckle. Nighthawk follows and big boots Johnson into the face. Johnson, just goes falling to the ground.

JT: Nighthawk is in control of this match..BIG TIME!!!

Nikki: Nighthawk turns Johnson over and goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout by Johnson. Oh thank you, I knew Johnson had a chance!

JT: All he did was kick out! But now Nighthawk whips Johnson into the turn buckle...but wait!!!! Johnson some how manages to reverse it and sends Nighthawk into the turnbuckle. Johnson runs and...jumping clothline by Johnson.

GP: But it wasn't enough to take the big man down. Johnson backs up and....JUMPING CLOTHLINE AGAIN. And it takes the big man down! Johnson now delivering some heavy kicks to Nighthawk's head!!!

Nikki: Whoo hoo, I knew Joe was still in this.

GP: Johnson picking up Nighthawk and....Swinging Neckbreaker. Johnson with the pin..1..2.....3, NOPE, Nighthawk kicks out, so close!

JT: NIGHTHAWK, GET UP!!! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO GET BEAT BY A JOBBER!!!!

GP: Johnson picking up Nighthawk again. And Johnson whips Nighthawk into the turnbuckle. Johnson going for a spear....NIGHTHAWK CAUGHT JOHNSON AND NIGHTHAWK POWERBOMBS JOHNSON DOWN HARD ON THE MAT!!!!

(Hardcore Hoefel makes his way to the ring. He has a chair in his hands.)

Nikki:GET HOEFEL OUT OF HERE!

JT:You don't think it's fair for a partner to be out here?

GP:Hoefel climbs up onto the apron, distracting the referee, and Johnson knocks Nighthawk into the referee! The referee falls down to the mat!

JT:The ref is down! It's fair game!

Nikki:It's Crazy D! He slides into the ring, and grabs Hoefel's chair! He just cold clocked Hoefel off the apron!

GP:Look! Joe Johnson has Nighthawk in a skywalker suplex! He just nailed Nighthawk down onto the mat! Johnson has to cover....

JT:The referee is down!

Nikki:Johnson gets up, and he starts shaking the referee. Nighthawk is slowly getting to his feet...

JT: LOOK! NIGHTHAWK GRABS JOHNSON, IS IT? YESS...THE CRIME!!! NIGHTHAWK JUST CRIMED JOHNSON'S ASS HARD INTO THE RING!!!! NIGHTHAWK WITH THE PIN......1..............2........

GP:HOEFEL KNOCKS NIGHTHAWK SQUARE IN THE HEAD!

*Ding, ding, ding*

("Criminal" by Eminem plays over the speakers as Nighthawk begins to celebrate)

Meygon: Winner, via Disqualification..........NIGHT..HAWK!!!!!!!!

GP: Hoefel is standing over Nighthawk, who is slowly getting to his feet. Hoefel grabs Johnson as they leave, trying to get away. Nighthawk is holding the back of his head.

Nikki:We know this won't be Nighthawk's last shot at the television title... Let's go to a break.
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* Commercial Break *
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Pacific Title Match
Rooftop Rumble
Billy Ray -c- vs. Gerrard Heart

GP: Fans, we're back, and we've got a view of the top of an 18 story building on our screens, and you all can tell that this match is going to be pure hell for both of these men.

:Nikki: Gerrard Heart is already on top of the building, and Billy Ray has finally stepped out of the elevator, but he got shoved right back in, and is now getting pounded in by Gerrard Heart on the inside of that elevator.

JT: Billy Ray turns it around, and begins to lift Heart's head up, and repeatedly slam is down into the floor of the elevator, and the elevator's moving!!

Nikki: I thought they had to stay on the roof, shouldn't this be illegal?

GP: I would say so, but it doesn't seem as if either of these men actually have control over the elevator, neither man hit a button to go to a different floor.

JT: We're now on the 14th floor, and both men are battling it, rolling around, and they rolled out of the elevator! Billy Ray nails a very stiff forearm to the face, and picks Heart up, swinging him into the wall, and then
body slamming Heart as he stumbles off the wall.

Nikki: My god this is going to be carnage, I can already see it coming.

GP: Billy Ray is trying to find the stairs, he opens a door, but gets nailed in the head with something!! Who the heck was in there?

JT: I don't know, but Gerrard Heart just closed the door so we can't see who the man was, and then throws Billy Ray into the door on the other side, sending him crashing through the door, and onto a flight of steps. Heart
steps through the door, and gets met by a boot to the gut, and a snap suplex from Billy Ray sending Gerrard Heart up the steps. Billy Ray gets up, and grabs Heart by the arm, taking him up to the small platform between
levels of steps. He rams Heart's face into the steel guardrails, and makes him look down, showing him 15 levels of free falling if Billy Ray chose to do so.

Nikki: This is going to be bad very soon. Billy Ray trying to get Gerrard Heart over the rail, but Heart got in a low blow, and he rams Billy Ray into the rail. He spins around, and sends Billy Ray tumbling down the level of steps nailing his head on the wall.

GP: Gerrard Heart looks like he's about to do something. He backs up, and begins to run, leaps into the air, leaping over every step, and dropkicks the downed Billy Ray in the face, sending the back of his head once again
into the wall!

JT: Heart just risked his life, to try and take Billy Ray's but I think it may have worked in his favor. Billy Ray looks out cold, and it doesn't seem as if he's going to be holding onto the belt after tonight.

Nikki: Heart grabs Billy Ray's arm, and drabs him back up to story 15, and then begins to drag him up to 16, but Billy Ray catches his legs on the bottom step, and jerks Gerrard Heart down, sending him crashing through the
door. Billy Ray goes to step through the door, but he gets plastered by a chair!!!

GP: I really don't know what the hell to say to that one, but Gerrard Heart is getting up, and dragging Billy Ray back to the steps, and now they're going up!

JT: Heart runs Billy Ray head first into the railing again, and then slams him on the back of his head on the wall, catches him stumbling off, and nails a perfectly executed piledriver.

Nikki: Heart grabs his arm again, and begins to pull Billy Ray up more steps. He spins Billy Ray around, so his head is facing down, what the hell does he have planned here?

GP: Gerrard Heart is stomping away on Billy Ray, but someone just shoved Heart out of the way, ran half way up the steps, jumped off, and nailed Billy Ray with a leg drop! Thats Fenix!! Fenix just layed out Billy Ray,
and Gerrard Heart is shaking his hand, but Fenix just rammed Gerrard Heart into the guard rail. Fenix got the chair, and BAM!!!

JT: Down goes Gerrard Heart like a sack of bricks, and now Fenix is walking away! Billy Ray is starting to get up, and he grabs Gerrard Heart, pulling him up the stiars to level 16, and then up two more to 18.

Nikki: Billy Ray is pointing up at the roof, but Heart seems to have come back to life, and tosses Billy Ray through the door, and into the hallway. Heart gives Billy Ray a few rights, and a few lefts, sending him down
the hallway, and crashing through a window, landing on the fire escape as Billy Ray begins to climb.

GP: Dear god fans, if either of these men make a wrong move here, it's gonna go right over the edge of the net, and down to the concrete. Hear grabs Billy Ray, and jerks him back down, slamming him head first repeatedly
into the steps, and then climbing himself, and getting to the middle of the roof. Billy Ray follows, and charges at Heart, but Heart leaps over, and Billy Ray goes headfirst into the elevator door!! Heart picks him up, and nails
a german suplex.

JT: Heart begins to climb on top of the elevator slot, and jumps off, nailing a perfectly placed elbow, right to the heart. Heart picks Billy Ray up, and walks him over to the side, but Billy Ray gets in a low blow, and DDT's Gerrard Heart, sending him close to the edge.

Nikki: Fenix is back, and he's waiting on Billy Ray to turn around...Chair Shot!!! And now Gerrard heart is getting up, realizing how close he is to falling, and turns around! Chair Shot!! And Gerrard Heart is barely staying on.

GP: Billy Ray is getting up, and he swings at Heart, Heart barely ducks, and locks in a german suplex type position, but Billy Ray sneaks in a low blow, and a back elbow. He turns around, and kicks Gerrard Heart in the gut. Billy Ray picks Heart up, and gives him a powerbomb...

JT:HEART JUST REVERSED THE BEER BOMB INTO A HUDACONRADA! BILLY RAY FALLS OFF THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING... AND RIGHT INTO THE NET! WE HAVE A NEW PACIFIC CHAMPION!

Nikki:FENIX JUST CAUGHT HEART WITH A CHAIR SHOT! HEART FLIES OFF THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING HIMSELF, CLUTCHING THAT PACIFIC TITLE...

GP:Dear god! What the hell was this all about!
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* Commercial Break *
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Intercontinental Tag Team Championship
Winds of Change -c- vs. Deadly Destruction

JT: *sigh* What now?

("Judgement Day" by Method Man starts playing...)

Meygon: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the IWO Intercontinental Tag Team Championship... first...

(Joe Johnson, the IWO TV Champ, and Hardcore Hoefel come down to ringside in seperate entrances...)

Meygon: From the Bronx in New York, weighing in at 246 pounds... JOE JOHNSON! And his tag team partner, from Bayonne, New Jersey, weighing in at 264 pounds... HARDCORE HOEFEL! They are DEAAAAADDDDLLLLLYYYY DEESSSSTTTTTTRRRRRUUUUCCCCCTTTTTIOOOOOONNNNNN!!!

(Johnson and Hoefel get into the ring, and wait for their opponents...)

GP: Well, these guys haven't gotten along since Hoefel accidently cost the team of Johnson and Hoefel the I/C tag titles, but I guess they patched things up...

("Super Janitor Rap" by Janitor One and Four begins to play...)

GP: What the hell?

Janitor One: YO! YO! THE ELITE JANITOR SQUAD IS IN THE HOUSE!

Janitor Four: THROW YOUR MOPS UP IN THE AIR! AND WAVE THEM LIKE YOU DON'T CARE!

JT: ...I've seen everything, Greg. Everything. Rapping janitors?

(Suddenly, the music stops...)

Janitor One: What the hell? Hey, Four! They killed the music!

Janitor Four: Great... now what?

Janitor One: Uh, I'm not sure, Four.

("Young Lust" by Pink Floyd starts blasting out of the PA system and the crowd pops big as the Winds of Change come out...)

Meygon: And their opponents... from Phoenix, Arizona... at a total combined weight of four hundred and eighty pounds... they are the IWO Intercontinental Tag Team champions... the self-proclaimed "Crowned Prince of Mayhem", Joey Malone... and "Riot" Daniel Phillips... the WIIINNNNDDDSSSS OF CHHHAAAAAANNNNNGGGGGEEEE!

(Malone and Phillips stop in mid-aisle, trailed by the other ten janitors associated with the Elite Janitor Squad of Destruction and Cleanliness. Malone has a microphone.)

Joey Malone: Kill the music.

("Young Lust" stops playing...)

Malone: One, Four, what the HELL was that?!

Janitor One: Well, do you remember PG-13 when they did their rap for the Nation of Domination? Well, we decided to make our own song and sing it for you all the way to ringside!

Daniel Phillips: So that's why Seven smashed the shitty tape recorder used to record your song...

Janitor Four: WHAT?!

Janitor Seven: Hey, admit it guys, you suck.

Janitor Four: Why I oughtta...!

Malone: Children, children, don't make me have to change your diapers.

Phillips: Hey, Joey... when do we get to dress up in costumes like half the IWO roster do?

Malone: Uh, I dunno. Maybe when they pay us?

JT: Jesus, these idiots don't even know that they're supposed to be wrestling!

Malone: Hey, uh, don't you think we should go to the ring, now?

(The crowd pops.)

GP: Uh oh! Those janitors are coming down with Malone and Phillips!

Malone: Hey, uh, oh.... by the way, guys. We convinced Commish Tom to make this a Lumberjanitor match!

(The crowd pops, not really knowing what one is.)

GP: What the HELL is a lumberjanitor match?!

Malone: Should any of us two get thrown out of the ring, our run-in buddies are going to beat the crap out of you with their various custodial accessories and then throw you back in. Just to be fair... guys, come in!

(Suddenly, a bunch of Rob Kestler's midgets dressed in janitor uniforms come to the ring on the other side of the ring to a mild pop from the crowd.)

Malone: Now, let the games begin!

(Malone and Phillips slide into the ring and start brawling with Johnson and Hoefel.)

GP: And this match erupts in a brawl, the referee trying to gain control.

JT: Finally, he gets Phillips and Johnson out of the ring, and Malone is beating Hoefel senseless into the corner. Malone whips Hoefel in, no, reversal!

Nikki: Hoefel runs in, but catches a boot by Malone! Malone rushes out with a clothesline to Hoefel, and makes the tag to Phillips!

GP: Malone tosses Hoefel into the ropes... spinebuster... wait, no! Johnson clips Malone's knee, and catches Phillips in midair with a Sky High powerbomb!

JT: Johnson saw the Fated Hurricane coming a mile away, and stopped them from hitting it.

Nikki: Now Johnson shoves Phillips into the corner and unleashes various right hands on him! He sends Phillips in for the ride, no! Phillips jumps up to the top... corkscrew moonsault by Phillips! Johnson was caught by surprise by that move!

JT: Now Malone's back up and he tosses Hoefel to the outside! And the janitors are beating the CRAP out of him with their brooms and mops!

GP: I guess that's legal. The janitors throw Hoefel right back into the ring!

Nikki: Wait, Johnson with a clothesline and Malone goes up and over the top!

GP: Now the midgets are ganging up on Malone!

JT: Here comes the janitors! There's a big brawl between these two factions!

Nikki: I guess janitors and midgets can't coexist! They're brawling all the way to the back!

GP: Phillips steps through the ropes... Malone knocks down Johnson... springboard legdrop by Phillips to Johnson! Cover... one... two... no!

JT: Hoefel's back up and he clubs Malone from behind! He sends Malone off the ropes, Johnson's up... they go for The Hit... no! Phillips stops Johnson from getting there, but Malone took the flapjack part of it, anyway!

Nikki: Now Johnson has Phillips from behind, Hoefel rears back, but Phillips ducks and Hoefel nails Johnson!

GP: Hoefel's confused, and he's trying to help Johnson up... Johnson shoves Hoefel!

JT: They're arguing! Hoefel shoves Johnson back!

Nikki: Johnson throws a right hand! Hoefel blocks and hits Johnson with his own!

JT: Johnson is getting corner, but he moves out the way of another right hand, Hoefel shoves Johnson... RIGHT INTO THE ECHO DUSTER(Front Russian Legsweep with Diamond Cutter) BY JOEY MALONE! JOHNSON'S FACE JUST GOT BURIED INTO THE CANVAS!

GP: Now Malone's giving Hoefel an odd look... Malone moves Johnson to the center of the ring... Phillips is going up top, the crowd is on their feet!

Nikki: Phillips on top! ENDLESS CRISIS(Top rope backflip into diving headbutt)! PHILLIPS LITERATELY FLEW THREE THIRDS OF THE RING'S DISTANCE!

JT: Now Malone's calling Phillips over. Pin him NOW! Johnson is pretty much out!

GP: Malone picks up Johnson while Phillips moves behind Malone... Malone shoves Johnson into the ropes... and JOHNSON TAKES THE FATED HURRICANE(Spinebuster-Inverted DDT combination)! Hoefel doesn't even
GIVE a damn about Johnson any more!

JT: Malone with the cover! One...! Two...! Three...! And this abortion of a match has ended!

Nikki: The Winds of Change grab their belts and leave the ring, while Hoefel climbs into the ring!

GP: Hoefel picks up Johnson, like he's helping him up... no! Hoefel pulls Johnson in and Johnson takes a urange!

JT: Hoefel has put Johnson down to the canvas, and now, Hoefel grabs a steel chair! He throws it into the ring and PASTES Johnson in the face with it! OH YAY! JOHNSON IS BUSTED OPEN!

GP: Now Hoefel puts the chair down and picks Johnson back up... JUMPING PILEDRIVER on the chair! Now Hoefel has the microphone.

Hoefel: Hey, ego boy... this partnership is OVER!

GP: I guess Deadly Destruction has self-destructed!

JT: I don't know where Hoefel's going from here, but I hope it's an improvement over Johnson!

Nikki: Folks, we'll be right back!
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* Commercial Break *
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{Scene fades into Rob Kestler and Chris Davidson standing in the the dressing room. Kestler clever has off-set the World Title belt with a WHAM! Reunion concert tour shirt. Davidson is of course wearing only earth friendly earth tones and an electro-magnetic aura centering bracelet on each wrist...}

Davidson "Rob, Jay has seemed abnormally tense, even for his normal head humping self. I fear that he is not feeling as one."

Kestler "Really? Poor Jay, I heard that since he didn't breath for most of the interview against Scott Stone that he may have suffered mild brain issues. But that's alright because Jay is super duper and has brain to spare!"

Davidson "Ah, but poor affluent Jay isn't suffering a malody of physical harm. I think his feelings are hurt because you spend more time with Cassie than you do with him, hanging out in the porn shop or in his house doing whatever. I personally think that Cassie is a good, strong female influence on you. Not trashy and foul mouthed like a lot of the ladies we see in wrestling today."

Kestler "Really? I hurty Jay?"

{Rob makes a sad puppy face...}

Davidson "It appears that he's set in the disgusting habit of material possessions. He wants the World Title belt from you."

Kestler "Is that all! SUPER COOL! I'll send a message to Jay and I'll tell him that he can have a match against me for the title and he'll be happy!"

Davidson "Why don't you tell him in person outside of the ring or use your spiritual energy to contact his mantra?"

Kestler "Because this is wrestling and nothing is real unless it happens 'out there.'"

{Rob Kestler stares blanking into the camera as the screen fades to Chris Davidson doing a tribal dance while surrounded by floating peace symbols.}

GP:Well, that was abnormaly odd.

JT:The entire stable are filled with lunatics and idiots! The only smart one out of the entire group is the World Champion Havard grad! He saw his oppertuinity and took it god damn it!

<"..........And Justice For All by System of a Down cuts off the announce team as Capital Punishment walks out to the ring carrying something covered by a sheet. He rolls it into the ring, and gets a microphone.>

Capital Punishment: Alright! I've got a message for Team V.I.A.G.R.A. You guys have been champions for WAY too long. Therefore, I will pick a partner to take you guys on on Monday Night Meltdown. And, I will do it with
the aid of a................BALL ROLLER!!!



Capital Punishment: Okay...I have the name of every superstar in here....LET'S GO!!



Capital Punishment: Cyanide.

<"Montague and the Capulets" plays as Cyanide walks out. The two men shake hands briefly. Punishment speaks again.>

Capital Punishment: Nothing fancy. We have no tag team. We are simply Capital Punishment and Cyanide. And come Monday night, your next tag team champions.

("Hail to the Chief" starts up over the pa system as out from the back walks Commish Thomas Ford.)

Commish Ford:Hey Cappy? What makes you think you can throw your weight around, and give yourself a tag team title shot, huh? Just because everyone thinks your 40, yet you're 27, doesn't mean you can grant yourself tag team title shots! Come on Cappy, you lost at Heatstroke, and the only person you going to be fighting from now on is someone like Joe Johnson!

Capital Punishment:That's tasteless and you know it!

Commish Ford:Oh well... yeah, it is tasteless, so, you know what? Why don't I give you some sort of challenge? This rookie's been here busting his ass, and you've been the one slacking and doing the Main Event. Now... Autumn in Hell... Capital Punishment... you'll be lucky to be booked you washed up has been! You hear that Cappy! You're nothing but washed up at a simple age of 27 you worthless fraud! You've got NOTHING Left! So, you know what? Just to prove that you've got nothing left, if you CAN make the pinfall in the tag team matchup later tonight... well, I'll give you Gerrard Heart next week... however, there'll be a few stipulations...

Cyanide:What about me!

Commish Ford:Shut your mouth you IWO-hating jobber. Go back there and wait for your turn to lose to Joe Johnson...

(Cyanide stamps off, very angry with Commish Ford at the current time.)

Commish Ford:Well Cappy, I'm sure your intent on hearing these stipulations... so.... how about this. You won't know what they are until the match! Sound good? Actually... Screw you! It shouldn't matter! You better just hope to GOD you get that pinfall tonight... or else you SHALL regret it!

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* Commercial Break *
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Extreme Title Match
Fenix -c- vs. Phyre

JT- EXTREME TITLE MATCH TIME!!! YAY!!!

GP- BAH!!! It'll be a no contest!!!

JT- Wha?

GP- Phyre will tear through Finx like that!

Nikki- It's actually Fenix…

JT- OH MY GOD!! NIKKI WANTS FENIX TO PORK HER!!

*SLAP*

['Ironman' by Black Sabbath blares over the sound system as the mammoth known as Phyre walks down the ring greeted by "Your Extreme" chants…]

Announcer- COMING TO THE RING AT THIS TIME…HE IS THE CHALLENGER FOR THIS EXTREME TITLE MAN, HE IS AN EX EXTREME CHAMP HIMSELF…HE IS…PHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

GP- WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

JT- SHUT YOUR FACE!!!!

Nikki- Both men are good competitors…

JT- Don't you backtalk me BITCH!

*SLAP*

JT- Ow, I was kidding…

[A continuous Fenix chant is heard even louder then Phyre's entrance theme over the PA, with bright fluorescent colors swirling on the titantron. The fans try there best to boo as loud as they can. Fenix makes his way out wearing a "My Opponent is Gay" t-shirt. He is holding the Extreme Title by his side…]

JT- My opponent is gay!! HE'S NOT ALLOWED TO WEAR THAT!! IT'S POLITICALLY INCORRECT!!

GP- That's why Phyre will wipe the floor with him.

Nikki- Are you saying Phyre is a gay activist?

GP- He's 7'8!!! NO MAN THAT BIG COULD POSSIBLY BE GAY!!

*Ding Dang*

JT- Dang?

GP- Phyre has Fenix by the THROAT!! He's choking him…the ref can't do anything. There's no rules.

Nikki- Look at Fenix, he's turning blue!!

JT- Come on FINX…

GP- OW!! Phyre goes down!

Nikki- HE KICKED HIM IN THE CROTCH! HE KICKED THE BASTARD IN THE CROTCH!

JT- Simmer down there Ma Barker…

*SLAP*

GP- Fenix is feeding the shots to Phyre…but Phyre…PUNCHES HIM IN THE BALLS!!! Fenix is down!!

JT- BORING!

GP- Phyre grabs Fenix by the head and whips into the ropes. He bounces back…VICIOUS CLOTHESLINE!! Fenix made a complete flip!! Phyre is going to the outside.

Nikki- He's under the ring, what's he doing under there…A LEADPIPE!!! HE'S GOT A LEADPIPE!!

JT- BLOOD, BLOOD, I WANNA SEE BLOOD!!!!

GP- Fenix is getting up…Phyre swings…

Nikki- HE MISSED!!!!

JT- OH NO!!! FENIX PUNCHED HIM THE ELBOW, HE'S THE PIPE…

*THOCK*

GP- Fenix just nailed Phyre in the ribs with the leadpipe.

JT- HIT HIM THE FACE…I WANNA SEE BLOOD!!!

Nikki- Fenix just tossed the leadpipe out of the ring…what's he gonna do?!?

JT- OH MY GOD…HE'S RUBBING HIS ASS ON PHYRE'S FACE!!!!

GP- What the hell this is a wrestling match!!!

Nikki- Phyre is immobilized, he's in total shock.

GP- Where's the WRESTLING!!!

JT- Finx hops up…He bounces against the ropes…SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT!!!

GP- Nice move!

Nikki- THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE EXTREME!!!

GP- Fenix just spit on Phyre…

Nikki- He's dragging him out of the ring.

JT- HEY WAIT…FINX HAS OUR DRINKING WATER…THAT'S OUR GLASS JUG THINGY!!!

GP- HE'S GONNA HIT PHYRE WITH IT…

JT- OH!!! HE GOT HIM!!! GLASS IS EVERYWHERE…PHYRE IS A BLOODY MESS!!!

Nikki- This is Extreme!

GP- Finx hops onto the apron…HE LEAPS…

JT- FLYING BULLDOG ONTO THE SECURITY RAIL!!!

Nikki- DAMN!!! Phyre is bleeding everywhere!!!

GP- Finx is pulling Phyre over the railing. There in the audience. He's trying to drag Phyre, but Phyre is just to damn big.

Nikki- Wait…Phyre is moving…

JT- A KIDNEY SHOT TO FENIX BY PHYRE!!!

Nikki- Phyre has Fenix…HE THREW HIM 10 FEET IN THE AIR ONTO THREE UPRIGHT FOLDING CHAIRS…FENIX IS ABOLISHED!!!

JT- Phyre grabs Fenix and picks him up by the waist, he's got him on his shoulders.

GP- Where is this match going!!!

Nikki- There in the arena concession area…POWERSLAM!!! A RUNNING POWERSLAM ONTO THE CONCRETE!!!

JT- Finx is gonna have a broken back after this one.

GP- Phyre is going over to a Hot Dog stand…

Nikki- HE CAN'T EAT RIGHT NOW!!

JT- NOOO…HE'S GRABBING A POT OF BOILING WATER…IT'S FILLED WITH HOT DOGS!!!

Nikki- HE COULDN'T POSSIBLY EAT THAT MANY!!

GP- OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!

JT- HE'S POURING THE BOILING WATER ONTO FENIX!!!!!!! FENIX IS GETTING SCALDED…LOOK AT HIM SQUIRM!!!

Nikki- THE WATER WASN'T BOILING…IT WAS JUST…"HOT" AND HE'S NOT SCALDED…JUST…"RED".

GP- WHO CARES!!! IT HURTS!!!!

JT- He's got Fenix…Wait a minute…GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB THROUGH THE HOT DOG STAND.

Nikki- FINX IS GETTING HIS ASS KICKED!!!

GP- What's this…PHYRE IS MAKING HIMSELF A HOT DOG…

JT- Fenix is moving…Phyre see's it.

Nikki- FENIX HOPS UP…

GP- BOOT TO THE GUT…DDT!!!

JT- VALIANT EFFORT BY FINX!

GP- Fenix is friggen pissed…

Nikki- He's asking a fan for a chair!!!

GP- The fan isn't giving him one!!

JT- WAIT…FENIX HAS THE FAN…HE'S HOLDING HIM OVER HIS HEAD…

GP- HE JUST THREW HIM AT PHYRE!!

Nikki- The odd thing is…the fan hit Phyre and knocked him off one knee.

JT- He's got the fans chair…He charges at Phyre…NAILS IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD…

GP- Lifts the chair in the air…SMACKS HIM IN THE SPINE!!!

JT- Fenix is dragging Phyre over to a brochure table.

Nikki- PHYRE FIGHTS BACK WITH RIGHT HANDS!!!

GP- Fenix is trying to get a punch in, but can't.

Nikki- PHYRE HAS HIM BY THE THROAT!!!

JT- I THINK WERE GONNA SEE A CHOKESLAM!!!

GP- AND WE DO!!!!!! CHOKESLAM THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!

Nikki- FAN JUST TOSSED BARBWIRE AT PHYRE!!

Fan- USE IT!!!!!!

GP- PHYRE NODDED!!!!!!!

JT- FENIX IS GONNA BE CUT UP!!!!

Nikki- He's got Fenix by the hair…HE'S WRAPPING THE BARBWIRE AROUND HIS FACE!!!!

GP- FENIX IS CUT!!!

JT- HE'S CUT EVERYWHERE…HE'S BLEEDING EVERYWHERE!!!

Nikki- PHYRE IS DRAGGING FENIX INTO THE HALLS WITH THE BARBWIRE AROUND HIS FACE…

GP- His whole entire face is gonna be torn off…

JT- Look at the trail of blood behind Fenix…

GP- Wait…Finx is pulling himself closer…closer…LOWBLOW!!! LOWBLOW!!!

Nikki- PHYRE IS DOWN!!!!!

JT- He's tearing the barbwire off his face…

Nikki- He's wrapping it around his fist!!

GP- OH GOD!!! HE'S SHREDDING PHYRE'S FACE…LOOK AT THOSE FISTS FLY!!! PHYRE'S FACE IS GONNA BE A PILE OF SHREDDED CHUNKS!!!

JT- Look at Finx's face…HE'S INCREDIBLY PISSED OFF…He's dragging Phyre back into the arena…the fans are amazed by the blood these men have let off.

GP- Fenix is taking Phyre to the next seating area…UPSTAIRS!!!

Nikki- He's dragging Phyre upstairs…AGAINST HIS WILL!!!

JT- What?

GP- Wait a minute…Phyre just elbowed Fenix in the face…HE KICKED HIM IN THE KNEE…HE'S GOT HIM IN THE AIR…

Nikki- HE THREW HIM DOWN THE STAIRS!!! PHYRE JUST THREW FENIX DOWN THE CEMENT STAIRS!!!

JT- Oh my god…HIS HEAD JUST SMASHED AGAINST A FANS SEAT!!

Nikki- FENIX IS OUT COLD!!! HE'S OUT COLD!!!

GP- Phyre is walking down the stairs smiling…

JT- Wait…He's moving…Fenix is actually moving!!!

Nikki- HE SWINGS HIS ARM…

GP- PHYRE FLIES BACK AND LANDS ON HIS BACK…HARD!!

JT- What he hit him with..

GP- HE'S HOLDING IT IN THE AIR!!!

Nikki- BY GEORGE…IT'S A PHELEN KELL ACTION FIGURE!!!

JT- FINX HIT PHYRE WITH A PHELEN KELL ACTION FIGURE THAT A FAN MUST'VE DROPPED…

GP- He threw the doll back into the stands. HE'S DRAGGING PHYRE BACK UP THE STAIRS!!!

Nikki- OH MY GOD…THERE AT THE BALCONY!!! I GOT A BAD FEELING!!!!!

GP- Phyre is trying to get Fenix on his shoulders…Fenix is fighting!!!

JT- Wait a minute…Fenix pokes Phyre in the eyes…HE'S TRYING TO PICK HIM UP!!! He's got him!!! FENIX HAS A 7'8 MAN ON HIS SHOULDERS…

GP- HE THREW HIM OFF THE BALCONY1!! THAT'S ATLEAST 20 FEET!!! RIGHT ONTO THE CEMENT!!

Nikki- HE'S STANDING ON THE GUARD RAILS ABOVE PHYRE…

JT- F*CK YOU!!! F*CK YOU!!! F*CK YOU!!!(Senton Bomb)

*SLAP*

JT- WHAT!!! IT'S THE NAME OF HIS FINISHER!!!

GP- HE'S PINNING!!

1

2

3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nikki- FENIX RETAINS THE IWO EXTREME TITLE!!!!!!!!!!

GP- This was quite the hefty match…

JT- Both of these men have put there blood everywhere!!!

GP- Yeah…but that goddamn Finx retained the title!!

JT- Waddya gonna do? Cry and bitch like a little school girl who was just RAPED?

Nikki- WHAT AN AWFUL THING TO SAY!!!

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* Commercial Break *
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GP:Right now we would like to welcome you back to Hostile Takeover, however, we need to get directly over to our local IWO physcian who is standing by with Al Coholic. Take it away Doctor Stevens...

(The camera fades over to a local hospital, where a man dressed in a green operating outfit stands, holding a file in his hand.)

Dr. Stevens:Thank you Mr. Parker. Now, Recently, admitted into our care was former IWO World Champion Al Coholic, after suffering injuries at the recent Mall Brawl. We have been caring for him all week, and have run cat scans, trying to figure out exactly what the problem is. We all know that he has a broken arm, but other than that, he shows no medical sign of destruction. It's almost as if Al Coholic is superman.

GP:Yes, but Dr. Stevens, isn't that good news?

Dr. Stevens:Not entirely. You see, with all the alcohol Coholic has drinken, it seems like his heart is actually reproducing alcohol into the blood stream. It's a very odd situation, but, although he's fine, the slightest bump could destroy him at this stage in his life. The slightest scare could cause him to have a heart attack. It's just a simply odd situation, so, as of now, I would say that, unless we can get this problem solved, Al Coholic's IWO career MAY be over...

(The camera fades out of the doctor's office and back into the arena. GP and Nikki are silenced.)

JT:What a quack...

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* Commercial Break *
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GP - Hello everyone and WELCOME BACK TO IWO HOSTILE TAKEOVER!

JT - Oh shut up with that line already. THIS IS THE SEGMENT WE'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! ZOMBIE RETURNS!

Angel - We don't know that.

JT - A promo was sent out and it basically REVEALED ZOMBIE WAS COMING BACK!

GP - Yeah, he's pretty much right.

Angel - Look at this!! The recently hired Devin Towers is in the ring! If you didn't know, Devin Towers was a former commentator of the IML before he was laid off when President Rafael Monteiro took over.

JT - Yeah, the guy is basically me with a different name.

GP - Well let's go to him!

Devin Towers - I have been asked by the man who is making his triumphant return to the wrestling business tonight to come out and introduce him.

(The fans roar!)

GP - THE FANS WANT TO SEE ZOMBIE RETURN!!!

Devin Towers - I give you a man who was one of the GREATEST HEELS OF THE 20TH CENTURY!!

(THE FANS ARE GOING ABSOLUTELY NUTS!!!!!)

Devin Towers - I give you.. the man.. the myth.. the legend!! He stands at a massive 5"9'!!

GP - WHAT!?!?!?!? DID ZOMBIE SHRINK!?!

Devin Towers - And he weighs in at a BONE-SHATTERING 150 POUNDS!!!!!

(THE FANS ARE BOOING LIKE HELL!)

Devin Towers - THE MASTER OF THE EXECUTIVE DROP!!! HE IS FORMER IML PRESIDENT NICK KOSTOS!!!!!!

("Shiny Happy People" by REM begins to play!! THE FANS ARE BOOING LIKE HELL!!!!! IT'S HIM! FORMER IML PRESIDENT NICK KOSTOS IS WALKING DOWN THE RAMP!!! HE IS BLOWING KISSES TO THE CROWD!! HE DOESN'T GET IT THAT THEY HATE HIM!)

GP - Well this is just ridiculous.

JT - IT'S NICK! IT'S NICK!

DT - IT'S NICK! IT'S NICK!

JT, DT - Damn.

GP - FORMER IML PRESIDENT NICK IS OUT AND IN THE RING! AND THE FANS ARE BOOING!!!!! NICK HAS THE MIC!

Former IML President Nick Kostos (his official name) - OH MY GOD! IT'S SO GREAT TO BE BACK! AND THIS IS SUCH A WARM RECEPTION!

(THE FANS BOO!)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - I would like to introduce the two other members of my entourage! Devin Towers' two fellow commentators during my REIGN OVER THE IML! STEVEN BLAKE AND VERONICA!

("Opiate" by Tool plays. STEVEN BLAKE AND VERONICA COME OUT! THE FANS BOO!)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - Uh.. CUE THE HEAT MACHINE!

Heat Machine - MYSTERIOUS ONE, MYSTERIOUS ONE!

Former IML President Nick Kostos - You idiots! Wrong button!!!

Heat Machine - NICK! NICK! NICK! NICK!

Former IML President Nick Kostos - You all love me! I'm touched!

(The fans booing overtakes the heat machine! They are chanting "Nick sucks dick!".)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - Uh.. BLAKE! GET IT!

(Steven Blake goes backstage and.. and.. he is wheeling something out.. IT IS A BALL ROLLER!! HOLY SHIT! THE FANS ARE POPPING LIKE CRAZY! Veronica strips down to a thong bikini! THE FANS ARE GOING NUTS! SHE STARTS TO TWIRL THE BALL ROLLER AND THEY ARE GETTING RACOUS!!!!)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - I KNEW YOU'D LOVE ME! Now, my first order of business. I AM AN OFFICIAL IWO WRESTLER NOW! And now, my second order of buisiness. A man of my stature should not have to endure the rigors of competing for a prestigious IWO title. So I will call out one of my former
employees in the IML, a man whose career I MADE! Wesley Sanders, come on down!

(The production team cues up the Price is Right music as Wesley Sanders walks out with the US Title slung around his shoulder. The fans would pop for him but there is a ball roller there and they are still going crazy.)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - Wesley! My man!

Wesley Sanders - Listen.. what the hell do you want.

Former IML President Nick Kostos - Wes, remember when you were nothing but a jobber in the IML? And it was MY brilliant idea to give you that boxing gimmick that helped to skyrocket your career!

GP - That's ridiculous! Wesley did all this by hard work! He got that US Title through his blood, sweat and tears!

Former IML President Nick Kostos - And then I promoted you to the IWO. IT WAS ME WES, IT WAS ME! Now, in compensation for being such a great man and letting you provide your family with food every night, I would like to ask for the United States Title in return.

GP - WHAT!?!

(Wesley Sanders looks horrified.)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - Come on Wes. Hand it over.

(At this point, the ball roller has collapsed. Veronica is cold so she puts her clothes back on. THE FANS HAVE TURNED ON NICK AND THEY ARE CHANTING FOR WES SANDERS!)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - Wesley!!!! OH SHUT UP! I FUCKED ALL YOUR MOTHERS!

(THE FANS BOO!)

Former IML President Nick Kostos - HAND IT OVER!!

(Wes goes to hand Nick the belt.. AND HE SUCKER PUNCHES NICK! HIS FORMER EMPLOYEE! NICK IS DOWN! DEVIN TOWERS, STEVEN BLAKE AND VERONICA ALL GRAB NICK AND PULL HIM OUT! HE IS OUT COLD! WES IS STANDING TRIUMPHANT!)
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* Commercial Break *
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US Title Match
Sanders may seem outnumbered, but should Extreme and Matthews coopperate and work as a team to defeat
Sanders, they shall both be disqualified and Sanders will be awarded the win.
Wesley Sanders -c- vs. Mike Extreme vs. Dane Matthews

GP: Next up we've got a match for the IWO United States Title. It'll pit Wesley Sanders in nothing more than a glorified handicapped match against Mike Extreme and Dane Matthews.

JT: What the hell are you talking about? This is a triple threat match for IWO gold, there's no alliances.

GP: Why do you always have to be an ass?

Nikki: Because he IS an ass.

JT: Whatever skank.

*SMACK*

GP: Let's head to the ring announcer Vincent for the announcements.

Vincent: FUCKING FIRST FUCKING OFF MOTHER FUCKING VINCENT DOESN'T KNOW WHY THE MOTHER FUCK HE HAS TO FUCKING ANNOUNCE THIS SHIT WITH FUCKING 3 BITCH ASS COCKSUCKING FAGS, BUT MOTHER FUCKING WHAT THE FUCK. FIRST FUCKING UP IS SOME FUCKING DEAD WHORE MOTHER HAVING FUCK NAMED MIKE EXTREME, HE IS 6'9" AND SHIT WHAT THE FUCK, HE GREW FROM THE LAST TIME VINCENT CHECKED THE DAMN ROSTER. FUCKING GROWTH DEFECT HAVING MOTHER FUCKER. HE FUCKING WEIGHS 325 POUNDS FUCKING TOO AND HE WAS MOTHER FUCKING BORN IN FAGVILLE FUCKING CHICAGO ILL NOISE MOTHER FUCKER. MIKE MOTHER FUCKING EXTREME!!!!

("Higher" by Creed plays as Mike Extreme walks out and stares coldly at Vincent.)

Vincent: FUCKING WHORE DON'T MOTHER FUCKING LOOK AT VINCENT LIKE THAT OR YOU'LL FUCKING GET DISQUALIFIED AND YOUR FUCKING ASS BEAT BITCH. NOW NEXT IS FUCKING SOME COCK NAMED DANE MATTHEWS. FUCKING STUPID PRICK, GET THE MOTHER FUCK OUT HERE, YOU GET NO FUCKING ANNOUNCEMENT QUEER!

("The Memory Remains" by Metallica blasts as Dane Matthews walks out. He and Extreme look pissed at Vincent and are talking.)

Vincent: AND FUCKING FINALLY THIS DAMN CHAMPION MOTHER FUCKING PRICK. FUCKING WESLEY SANDERS. DON'T FUCKING ASK VINCENT HOW THIS MOTHER FUCKING 6'1" 245 POUND FUCKING DICKWAD IS CHAMP, BUT WHAT THE FUCK, PLAY HIS GODDAMN MUSIC SO VINCENT CAN FUCKING GO TO SLEEP DURING THIS MOTHER FUCKING BORE-A-FUCKING-THON.

("Murder" by UGK plays as Wesley Sanders storms the ring.)

GP: We're under way and let's try to forget about Vincent's obscene comments.

JT: They were funny.

Nikki:What is he doing here announcing anyway?!?

GP: Sanders slides into the ring and is immediately double teamed by Matthews and Extreme. They put the boots to him and send him to the ropes. Double clothesline from Extreme and Matthews. Fair huh JT?

JT: Somebody has to team up some time in the match!

Nikki: You're an idiot.

GP: Both of you shut up and call the match. Extreme and Matthews have Sanders up for a suplex. Double suplex and Sanders is in trouble. Sanders fights back with rights and lefts to the guts of Extreme and Matthews. Sanders whips Extreme to the ropes and nails him with a back body drop.

Nikki: Extreme landed on Matthews!

JT: Haha!

GP: Matthews throws Extreme off in frustration. Extreme gets in his face. They're both jaw Jacking, as Extreme shoves Matthews, Matthews shoves Extreme, as Sanders pulls down the top rope! Extreme goes flying over the top and down to the outside!

JT:Matthews charges Sanders and grabs him by his hair, swinging him down to the canvas. Matthews starts to stomp away at Sanders, as Sanders grabs his boot, and tries to get to his feet. Sanders nails Matthews down with a corkscrew leg whip.

Nikki:Wait! Look at Matthews leg! Did you see that thing contort!!

JT:Sanders may have injured Matthews... Extreme hits the ring, INVERTED VERTICAL SUPLEX! SANDERS LANDS FACE FIRST!!! EXTREME ROLLS OVER, 1-2-3! WE HAVE A NEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION!!!

Meygon:Your winner, via pinfall.... and NEW United States Champion, Mike Extreme!

GP:Extreme has the US title, as he slides out of the ring, and immediatly goes to Matthews. Medical officials run out from the back, as they load Matthews up onto a stretcher.

Nikki:This doesn't look good... Let's take a quick commercial break. I don't want to see this!

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* Commercial Break *
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IWO Atlantic title Match
Last Man Standing Match
Lance McNally -c- vs. Shawn Arrows

GP: We're back!

JT: Whooptido.

Nikki: Why are you so apathetic, JT?

JT: Because I think those IML2 losers are coming up, next.

GP: Actually, you're right! It's a long-rooted rivalry that goes all the way to when McNally dropped the IML2 World's Title to Shawn Arrows in July in the IML2!

Nikki: Which led to Heatstroke and McNally's upset win over Arrows for the IWO Atlantic title...

GP: Then Arrows demanded a rematch, and the board gave him this... the Last Man Standing match.

JT: Which may mean that we'll see blood! Woohoo!

Nikki: *sigh* Do you think of anything other than blood, sex, and violence?

JT: No, why?

Nikki: Oh, nothing...

*ding, ding, ding*

Meygon: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a Last Man Standing match for the IWO Atlantic Championship! The rules are that the competitors must get up before a count of ten to stay in the match. The first man to not do that will lose the match!

(The crowd pops big for that one.)

Meygon: First...

("Ironman" by Black Sabbath starts playing, the fans are unsure how to react, because someone else uses this theme, too.)

Meygon: ...from Greensboro, South Carolina...

(The fans give a mixed reaction as the lights go out...)

Meygon: ...weighing in at 234 pounds, he is a former IML2 World's Champion... he... is... SHHHHHAAAAAAWWWWNNNNNN ARRRRRROOOOOOWWWWWWWWSSSSSS!

(The lights are still out... and when the come on again, Arrows is standing in the ring.)

JT: What the hell?!

GP: Arrows is a scary man, people.

JT: He is?

GP: Well, I dunno.

Meygon: And his opponent...

("Take On Me" by Reel Big Fish starts playing as the fans immediately pop...)

Meygon: ...from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...

(Lance McNally comes out to another big pop, the IWO Atlantic title around his waist.)

Meygon: ...weighing in at 237½ pounds... he is a three time former IML2 World's champion and the IWO Atlantic Champion... he is LAAAAANNNNNNNCCCCCEEEEEE MCCCCNAALLLLLLLYYYYYYYY!

(McNally takes the title off and slides under the ring, where Arrows greets him with several stomps.)

GP: Arrows is not wasting ANY time, and he starts pummeling McNally!

Nikki: McNally fires back with right hands to the chest! He shoves Arrows away, and Arrows charges in with a clothesline, it's ducked by McNally! Kick to the midsection... oh no! He's setting up for Just Rocked, already!

GP: Arrows backdrops out of it, though! Arrows picks McNally up and sends him into the ropes, Arrows ducks down for a backdrop... no! McNally with a knee to Arrows's face! Arrows is stunned, and McNally clotheslines him out to the floor!

JT: These rookies are making way too many mistakes. They'll never be successful here.

Nikki: Arrows has recovered as is on the ring apron... no, wait! McNally jumps on the top turnbuckle and missile dropkicks him right back to the outside! What a move! Now what's McNally doing?

GP: He's measuring Arrows, and he's off the ropes... oh! Over the top somersault plancha by Lance McNally! McNally's taking the fight right to Shawn Arrows!

Nikki: Now McNally is digging under the ring... what's he got?

JT: A table. He's got a table. He slides it and himself in the ring and he's setting it up!

GP: McNally goes back outside, but Arrows has found a chair!

*SMACK!*

GP: What a shot by Arrows! McNally's face has left a dent on the steel chair! Arrows tosses the chair aside and the ref administers the ten count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three!

JT: How the hell did McNally get up!?

GP: He's tough, that's how! Now Arrows shoves McNally into the isleway and the fight is on! Arrows and McNally are exchanging right hands and they're heading towards the ring entrance!

Nikki: McNally rams Arrows into the guardrail and now he whips him into the entryway!

JT: And these two stars have brawled into the backstage area! McNally bashes Arrows into what appears to be a large trunk! And now McNally has a singapore cane!

*SMACK!*

Nikki: Right between the eyes! What a shot! But somehow, Arrows remains on his feet!

JT: McNally has a pipe, and he swings for Arrows's head!

GP: But he missed! Arrows with a kick to McNally's stomach and a DDT! Right on the concrete! And the ref counts again!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five!

GP: McNally's back up again!

JT: Arrows has the singapore cane and he swings for McNally! McNally ducks and pulls the cane away! A kick to Arrows's midsection and a shot to the back of Arrows's head! Arrows is down!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three!

GP: Arrows is back up! A shot to the stomach by Arrows forces McNally to drop the cane! The two of them brawl right into Psycho Jay's locker room!

JT: Uh oh! There's Vincent!

Vincent: FUCKING WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU FUCKING BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKING ASSHOLES MOTHERFUCKING DOING IN MY FUCKING LOCKER ROOM?

GP: Arrows and McNally stop fighting and see Vincent! My god, Vincent whips out his penis!

JT: McNally just shoved Arrows right into the path of Vincent's penis and Arrows is getting savagely beaten!

Vincent: FUCKING VINCENT IS THE MOTHERFUCKING MAN!

JT: Thank God. Vincent has left them alone, but Arrows is hurt, and the ref is counting!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six!

GP: WHAT?!

JT: How the hell did Arrows get up!?

GP: Arrows is daring McNally to come at him, and he does, but Arrows backdrops McNally into Jay's bench and the bench broke!

Nikki: The ref counts!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five!

JT: McNally's back up, again!

Nikki: Where is McNally getting his strength?

GP: Who knows. McNally stumbles to his feet and spears Arrows! And they've left Jay's locker room! Thank God for that!

Nikki: Arrows and McNally are back up and they brawl into Team VIAGRA's locker room! McNally throws Arrows into the wall, and High Flyer comes up to McNally.

High Flyer: Hey, Lance. Want to buy some snow?

Lance McNally: Uh, maybe later, Flyer. I'm kinda busy right now.

Flyer: Oh, okay.

JT: Arrows from behind with a kneelift that sends McNally into the wall, face first!

Nikki: Now what's Tony Davis doing?

Tony Davis: Dude, Shawn! You've got to buy some Nads from me!

Shawn Arrows: In the middle of a match?!

Davis: Sure! I'm sure you have time!

Arrows: Like I carry my wallet while I'm wearing my wrestling ge-

Nikki: McNally with a double leg takedown on Arrows, and he's beating the holy crap out of Shawn Arrows with right hands!

Davis: Uh, okay...

GP: I can't believe that Flyer and Davis tried to sell their products in the middle of a match!

JT: C'mon, Greg. It's High Flyer and Tony Davis. Of COURSE they'll try to sell them!

Nikki: Arrows and McNally have brawled out of VIAGRA's locker room and they continue brawling! McNally throws Arrows into a wall, and is measuring Arrows!

JT: Superkick! A superkick by McNally! Arrows is down, and the ref counts!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven!

GP: Arrows is back up! He throws a right hand at Lance McNally! Now they've brawled into Nicholas Kain's locker room! Hey, he's not in there!

JT: A stiff forearm by Arrows! Arrows goes over to the Make-o-matic that Kain has in here and makes a Lance McNally midget! What the hell is THAT for?!

Nikki: Arrows picks up the midget and throws him into McNally! McNally caught the midget, but didn't go down! Arrows with a dropkick that sends McNally and his smaller form to the ground!

GP: McNally's right back up and he tosses the midget at Arrows! Arrows just hit the back of his head on the make-o-matic and he's down!

JT: Meanwhile, the midget scurries away! Probably to join Rob Kestler.

Nikki: McNally picks up Arrows... was that a smart thing to do?

JT: Wait! MDK has entered the locker room!

MDK: What... the fuck!?

JT: And MDK with a double clothesline to McNally and Arrows!

GP: Now MDK tosses both of them out of Kain's locker room! I guess he didn't want anyone else in there?

Nikki: Who knows? But McNally and Arrows are back on their feet and they're brawling again! This has been one chaotic match!

GP: Arrows has found a pipe!

JT: A shot to the gut by Arrows with the pipe! And... whoa! A HUGE shot to McNally's face that would be a home run in baseball!

Nikki: I think McNally's busted open!

JT: Yes! Blood! My sweet red blood!

Nikki: You're one sick man, JT.

GP: The ref is making his count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven! ...Eight

GP: McNally's up!

JT: What the?! After a shot like that?!

Nikki: Arrows runs at him with another pipe shot, but McNally ducks and Arrows just took out someone's mother!

JT: Wait, who's that?

GP: It's Gerrard Heart!

Heart: What the hell are you doing?! I had my eye on her!

Arrows: What are you talking about?

GP: Oh! Heart with a low blow to Arrows, and Arrows dropped the pipe! Now Heart is helping up the old lady and he's carrying her off! I'd hate to see what he does, now!

JT: McNally picks up the pipe and he's grabs Arrows from behind with it! McNally's dragging Arrows into... uh oh! That's the Winds of Change's locker room! And Malone is talking to the Elite Janitor Squad of Destruction and Cleanliness!

Joey Malone: Men! We're going to begin our invasion of Canada! We will leave no survivors except other janitors! Canada's influence will not bring Arizona do- ...what the hell?!

GP: All the janitors have crowded around the brawling McNally and Arrows! McNally with a White Russian legsweep through a nearby bench on Arrows! Both men are down!

Malone: Uh, say, Daniel, what should we do?

Daniel Phillips: Well, it's Shawn Arrows... and do you remember what happened the last time we ever met Shawn?

Malone: Yup. Sure do.

Phillips: Well... Seven! Do what you always do!

(A janitor comes over to Arrows and helps him up...)

GP: What the hell are they doing?

JT: Ha! The janitor just kicked Arrows in the shin and Arrows falls back down!

Nikki: For reference's sake, the janitor calls that move CAUTION: Wet Floor!

GP: Now another janitor picks up a bucket and dumps water all over Lance McNally! McNally's revived!

JT: Uh oh! The janitors have all picked up their mops and brooms, but McNally pulls Arrows out at the last minute!

Malone: That'll show `em ...well, where were we?

Phillips: We were... hey, shut the door.

(The door is shut.)

JT: The ref is now counting down Shawn Arrows!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven! ...Eight! ...Nine!

GP: Shawn is up at the very LAST second!

Nikki: Arrows picks up the bucket that the janitors used on McNally, and smashes him in the gut with it!

GP: Now Arrows takes McNally and throws him into the wall!

Nikki: McNally's reeling, now!

JT: Gee, all he needs to do is be bigging and fishing and he's all set!

*SMACK!*

JT: Ow!

GP: McNally's leaning against a door, and Arrows charges at him!

*CRASH!*

JT: Oh my god! McNally backdropped Arrows through the door! Whose room is that, anyway?!

Nikki: It's Mike Marchese's room!

JT: SKIP IS GOD!

Mike Marchese: Aww... Skip and I were discussing the inner workings of a can of worms until you two came in! That's very mean of you!

Skip: Yeah!

Marchese: Uh, yeah!

Nikki: McNally picks up Arrows, but Arrows flapjacks McNally through the coffee table!

Marchese: Noooooooooo! My coffee table! MY FREAKING COFFEE TABLE! Oh, now I'm mad!

GP: OH MY GOD! Marchese has got a Barry Mannilow CD!

Skip: Feel my wrath! Yewaaaaahhhhhh!

(Marchese/Skip starts the CD.)

JT: AAAAHHHHH!!! MY EARS ARE BLEEDING!

GP: McNally and Arrows have fallen to their knees and are rolling around in pain! What a sadistic bastard Marchese is!

Nikki: Wait! Arrows just bumped into Marchese and he drops the CD player which smashes into a million pieces!

JT: Good! Now someone find me a paper towel so I can get the blood out of my ears!

Marchese: You may have won this time, Gadget, but wait until next time!

JT: Now Marchese has hopped on his unicycle and left his locker room!

GP: SOMEHOW, Arrows and McNally have gotten to their feet!

Nikki: Now they continue to brawl! Both men exchange right hands! McNally whips Arrows into what's left of the door!

GP: Look at how much blood McNally's lost, so far!

JT: And I think ARROWS is busted open, now! These two kick ass!

Nikki: What the? Not ten minutes ago, you were bashing these guys!

JT: Blood will change my opinion REAL quick!

GP: McNally throws Arrows out of Marchese's locker room and they're right back in this! McNally throws Arrows into another door, and... oh my god! They're in the parking lot, now! McNally throws Arrows into the hood of a nearby limo!

JT: Say... isn't that Michael Dudley's limo?

Nikki: I think you're right! Oh boy, will Dudley be pissed off!

GP: Now McNally climbs up on the limo with Arrows... DDT THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD! OH MY GOD! BOTH MEN JUST CRASHED THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD OF MICHAEL DUDLEY'S LIMO! Arrows is now REALLY busted open and McNally has a few cuts on his back! What a daring move by Lance!

JT: McNally stumbles off of the limo and the ref starts the ten count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven! ...Eight!

Nikki: Arrows has stumbled off of the limo, himself! Now McNally rams Arrows's head into the limo!

JT: Oh! Did you see that bloodstain that left?

Nikki: Is that all you think about, JT?

JT: Of course not. I also think about you and me in bed together...

*SMACK!*

JT: Ow!

GP: Wait a minute! Where's McNally going?!

JT: He's leaving! He's gotten in his car and he's driving away?!

Nikki: Wait, no! McNally's trying to run Arrows over! Arrows dives out of the way and McNally smashes his rental car into the wall! McNally may be dead!

JT: Arrows stumbles over to the car door... and... wait! McNally kicks the door in Arrows's face! Now he stumbles over to Arrows... STUNNER! A stunner to Arrows!

GP: Now what's McNally doing? He's picked Arrows up, and... oh no! He's setting Arrows up for a powerbomb!

JT: Crucifix powerbomb on the crashed car hood! My god!

Nikki: Now the ref counts!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven! ...Eight! ...Nine! ...Te-

GP: WHAT THE!? Arrows is up at the absolute last second! He spins McNally around, who was celebrating prematurely... double arm DDT! Arrows with a double arm DDT on McNally, but both men are down, and the ref
counts!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six!

GP: Arrows is up, but McNally's still down!

Ref: ...Seven! ...Eight! ...Nine!

JT: McNally SOMEHOW gets back to his feet!

GP: These two men have been put through a war! And it's seemingly never going to end!

JT: Aww... come on! End this match! The less time I have to be bothered by Greg, the better!

GP: Shut up, JT.

Nikki: McNally and Arrows crash through another door... and we're outside the arena! McNally and Arrows have taken this fight outside! They brawl all the way to the street! Forearm shot by McNally! European uppercut by Arrows! Oh my god! Arrows trips McNally and he falls into the street! A car screeches to a halt, but it nearly took out McNally!

GP: Now McNally and Arrows brawl all the way across the street and into what appears to be an office building! Hey, isn't that the same office building that Gerrard Heart and Billy Ray fought at, earlier?

Nikki: Yeah, it is! The nets are all still in place!

JT: Oh, great. Are we going to see someone fall off, again?

GP: Who knows? But they've fought that high up! McNally and Arrows brawl to an elevator and get in! I don't think our cameraman can follow them from there!

Cameraman(from off-screen): Awww, shit! Now I got to take the stairs!

GP: Uh, while our cameraman catches up to McNally and Arrows, I did a very special interview with a legend in the IWO! Roll that beautiful bean footage!

(A tape is played with Greg Parker talking to Goopy the Monkey. Parker asks a lot of stupid questions while Goopy makes "ooo! ooo! ahh!" noises. The scene cuts back to the cameraman, who has reached the eighteenth
floor, but he's panting quite a bit.)

GP: Well, we're back!

JT: Greg, what the HELL was with your Goopy interview? I mean, a question as dumb as "How many bananas can you eat in thirty seconds?" does NOT deserve to be aired on IWO television!

GP: Shut up, JT!

Nikki: Arrows and McNally are on the roof! And they're brawling, still!

GP: McNally has a pipe and he drives it into Arrows's ribcage! And a shot to the back, as well!

JT: The referee has made his way up, too! He had to take the stairs!

Nikki: Arrows with a low blow to McNally and Arrows has the advantage! Arrows takes McNally and brings him to the edge!

JT: Does Arrows know that there's a net right there?

GP: I'm not sure, but Arrows picks up McNally with a press slam... AND HE DROPS HIM OFF THE BUILDING! MY GOD!

Nikki: The crowd is in shock!

GP: So is Arrows! He just looked down and saw the net!

JT: Arrows is running toward the cameraman, and past him! He's going to the net, I think!

GP: The cameraman follows Arrows to about the third floor, and goes to the window at about where McNally fell at!

Nikki: Wait! McNally's not there?!

GP: McNally has pulled a disappearing act on Arrows! Arrows walks over to the window... wait! From behind! McNally just hit Arrows from behind with an in box!

JT: Do you know how stupid that sounded?

GP: Yes, probably.

Nikki: Now McNally tosses Arrows into the side of a copier machine!

GP: Wait, what's McNally doing?

JT: McNally just turned the copier on... and he shoves Arrows's face in!

McNally: Hey, Arrows! When all this is done, I'm selling these pictures to every one of the guys in the backstage!

GP: Arrows with an elbow to McNally's stomach, and now McNally's getting his face copied!

Arrows: Fine, but these are going to get passed around, too!

JT: Now Arrows jerks back with McNally's hair and McNally falls on the back of his head!

Nikki: Now Arrows picks up McNally and grabs a fax machine!

JT: McNally with a kick to Arrows's midsection, and McNally rams to fax machine in Arrows's gut!

GP: McNally grabs Arrows and picks him up... POWERSLAM ON THE COMPUTER TABLE! AND THE TABLE DIDN'T BREAK!

Nikki: McNally's frustrated that that didn't happen! He now grabs Arrows... PILEDRIVER! AND THIS TIME THE TABLE GIVES WAY! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!

GP: The ref has made it down this far and starts the ten count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven!

GP: McNally's up! What about Arrows?

Ref: ...Eight! ...Nine!

JT: Arrows is back on his feet! He barely beat the count! McNally's getting frustrated, now! He drags Arrows toward the stairwell and tosses him down the stairs!

Nikki: Now McNally climbs down there with him and they brawl back down to the first floor!

GP: And they're back out on the street! McNally and Arrows are two bruised, bloody, battered men, and they're STILL going at it!

JT: They've fought across the street, now, and Arrows throws McNally into the light post! Now Arrows pins McNally and pummels him with rights and lefts!

Nikki: Now Arrows picks McNally up and... suplex! A suplex on the sidewalk! Both men are down, and the ref starts his ten count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four!

JT: Arrows is back up!

Ref: ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven! ...Eight!

GP: So's McNally!

Nikki: Will this match EVER end?!

GP: Who knows? The fans seem to be enjoying it!

JT: Well, McNally and Arrows are brawling back inside the arena, and they're in the parking lot, again!

Nikki: And they've fought to the top of the crashed car! McNally and Arrows are fighting on top of the car! Oh! Arrows hits a superkick and McNally goes FLYING off of the car and into another car!

GP: Now what's Arrows doing? McNally's down, but he doesn't want the ref to count!

JT: Wait, Arrows seems to be measuring McNally... he turns around... MOONSAULT! OH! HE MISSED! ARROWS MISSED THE MOONSAULT OFF OF THE CAR!

Nikki: That was REALLY dumb on Arrows's part. Both of them fight their way to their feet and the fight continues!

JT: They're brawling into... uh... I think that's Billy Ray's locker room! And he's got a whole six pack of beer and he's drinking them like a maniac!

GP: You know, McNally's undefeated in Last Man Standing matches...

JT: Who cares, Parker?

GP: I'm only saying...

Nikki: Billy Ray doesn't even know that there's two men who have been bleeding like all hell throughout this match!

GP: McNally grabs a beer bottle and smashes it over the head of Shawn Arrows! Arrows is down!

JT: Yeah, but look at Ray! THAT got Ray's attention!

Nikki: Billy Ray kicks McNally in the stomach... BEER BOMB(Standing powerbomb)! BEER BOMB TO MCNALLY! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!

JT: Yeah, and the ref is over with Ray, getting drunk! What's the deal with that?

GP: McNally and Arrows begin to stir and crawl out of Billy Ray's locker room! The ref finally realizes that he has a job and goes back to work!

Nikki: McNally and Arrows continue to brawl, and Arrows shoves McNally into VP William's room!

(VP William is discussing how he can raise his stocks, put down VP Evan, and when they can get rid of all of the excess janitors that have popped up ever since the Winds of Change came into the IWO...)

VP William: Aww, crap! Can't you people leave me alone for one second?!

(William dials in his phone while McNally and Arrows persist in beating the holy crap out of each other.)

VP William: Yeah? Can you come to my office and help me out?

GP: Who the hell is William calling?

JT: Ghostbusters!

*SMACK!*

JT: OWWW! What the HELL was that for?

Nikki: I dunno.

(MDK shows up in William's room.)

VP William: Would you please get rid of these two? They're interrupting my work.

MDK: These guys? God, I already threw them out of Nicholas's locker room...

JT: MDK pulls McNally away from Arrows! Right hand! And other one for Arrows! MDK throws McNally right out of VP William's room and Arrows is thrown out right after that!

VP William: Good job, MDK. I'll increase your pay, later.

MDK: Cool.

(MDK leaves.)

VP William: Fool...

GP: Meanwhile, Arrows and McNally have recovered and are brawling back to the ringside area!

JT: Well, they've fought everywhere else here in Portland, why the hell not?

Nikki: McNally and Arrows brawl into the ring! Man, they haven't been in there for a while!

JT: McNally and Arrows are actually doing some wrestling stuff!

GP: McNally whips Arrows into the ropes... clothesline! Now McNally picks up the table that was set up by him, earlier, and leans it against the turnbuckle!

Nikki: Arrows is getting up slowly, but what does he have in his hand?

GP: McNally walks over to Arrows, but Arrows throws some white powder into McNally's eyes! Good move by Arrows... not only will it cause more pain to McNally's busted open wounds, it'll also blind him!

JT: Now Arrows sets the table beside the turnbuckle... and... what's he got, now?

Nikki: Arrows has got more powder, but it's not the white powder! He's... chanting?

GP: Arrows sprinkles it on the table... AND OH MY GOD! THE TABLE IS ON FIRE!

JT: Okay, I retract any statement I've made that said that Shawn Arrows sucked.

Nikki: McNally's vision is impaired! I don't think he knows about the flaming table!

JT: McNally wanders ever closer to the table...

GP: MY GOD! SHAWN ARROWS JUST FLAPJACKED MCNALLY THROUGH THE FLAMING TABLE! MCNALLY QUICKLY ROLLS OUT TO THE OUTSIDE BEFORE HE CATCHES FIRE!

JT: McNally is not doing so hot right now, is he?

*SMACK!*

JT: Hey! I thought that was pretty clever!

Nikki: Hmph.

GP: McNally is crawling around ringside, while Arrows is back up. Arrows climbs to the outside and throws McNally back into the ring!

JT: Arrows places McNally on the top rope, and now he goes up top with McNally! I think he's going for a top rope hurracanrana!

GP: He is! But wait! McNally holds on and reverses... INTO JUST ROCKED(Powerbomb into neckbreaker)! JUST ROCKED OFF THE TOP ROPE! BOTH MEN ARE BUSTED UP AND HURT, BUT MCNALLY HIT HIS MOVE OFF THE TOP! How in the HELL did McNally pull that off, after getting that flapjack through the table?!

JT: Yeah, but neither of these guys may answer the ten count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven!

GP: McNally's up!

Ref: ...Eight! ...Nine... TE-

JT: Arrows rolled out to the floor and landed on his feet! He's still in this!

GP: Oh! Arrows just fell back over! The ref restarts his ten count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven!

GP: Arrows is back up!

JT: McNally's outside now and he tosses Arrows right back into the ring!

Nikki: Now McNally rolls in, himself, and... he's got Arrows's legs! He has it! He has Double or Nothing(sharpshooter) locked in! Arrows is tapping, but there's no submissions in a Last Man Standing match!

JT: Arrows is crawling toward the ropes, though!

GP: Yeah, but that does NOT mean that McNally can simply let go of the hold!

Nikki: Arrows reaches the turnbuckle and he's climbing up them like you would a ladder! McNally breaks the hold, anyway! What a leverage move by Shawn Arrows!

GP: Arrows is just holding on to the ropes to keep himself standing, now. McNally walks over and tries to do something, but Arrows catches him with a back kick to the groin!

Nikki: Now Arrows goes outside and grabs a steel chair! He slides into the ring, takes aim, and tries to take a shot at McNally!

*SMACK!*

JT: WHAT A SICK CHAIRSHOT BY SHAWN ARROWS! Now Arrows is simply leaning McNally against the turnbuckle!

Nikki: Arrows goes outside and grabs a table! Oh man, I don't like where this is going...

JT: Arrows sets the table up near another turnbuckle and takes McNally up to the top! Arrows presses McNally over his head...

(The crowd pops...)

GP: ARROW SHOT DDT THROUGH THE TABLE! WHAT A SICK AND INSANE MOVE BY SHAWN ARROWS!

Nikki: I didn't think Arrows could do that move off the top!

JT: Both men are down!

GP: The ref makes his count!

Ref: ...One! ...Two! ...Three! ...Four! ...Five! ...Six! ...Seven!
...Eight! ...Nine! ...Te-

JT: ARROWS IS UP!

Ref: ...Ten! RING THE FUCKING BELL!

(The crowd pops HUGE.)

*ding, ding, ding!*

Meygon: The winner of this match, and NEW IWO ATLANTIC CHAMPION... SHHHAAAAAAAWWWWWWNNNNNNN ARRRRRROOOOOOWWWWWWWSSSSSSS!!!!!

GP: SHAWN ARROWS HAS DONE IT! He's won what he rightfully feels belonged to him in the first place, in one of the most brutal and physical matches in the undercard that we've had in a long time!

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Sam Potright vs. LiGiL

GP: WAZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBII!

JT: Greg, your attempts at being ghetto get worse and worse every week.

Nikki: It really does.

GP: Well...anyway, tonight we have two guys who are trying to get back on track in the IWO. Sam Potright, former Pacific and IC Tag Team Champion, takes on LiGiL. Ever since he lost the US Title at Gold & Glory it seems like LiGiL has went downward in the IWO. This is an excellent opportunity for LiGiL to redeem himself as one of the top young stars in the IWO today. Let's go to the ring!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!

(Sam Potright makes his way to the ring.)

Ring Announcer: Hometown: Unknown. Weight: Unknown. Ladies and gentlemen, Sam Potright!

JT: Well ain't that wonderful? He has no music, and no one knows his height or weight!

Nikki: Sam Potright has fallen a bit by the wayside ever since The Outcasts lost those IC Tag Titles. Potright attempting once again at a successful singles career.

("Suffocate" by Finger Eleven plays as LiGiL comes out to a thunderous pyro. The crowd cheers him on.)

Ring Announcer: From Detroit, Michigan! Weighing 254 lbs....LiGiL!

GP: LiGiL, who was a part of the hellacious and chaotic Mall Brawl 2000, and lasted a good while as well.

*DING DING DING*

GP: LiGiL going for a clothesline, Potright ducks, connects with a dropkick! Potright sneds LiGiL into the ropes...Portight ducks low...leg sweep! And a nice one at that!

JT: Potright attempts an elbow drop but misses! LiGiL attempts one but he misses as well. Potright puts LiGiL in a headlock...LiGiL pushes Potright into the ropes...LiGiL connects with a shoulder block! LiGiL hits the ropes one time over Potright....Potright frog leaps...LiGiL caught him....he's got him in a Powerbomb position...NO! He just falls back with Potright, causing to land face first onto the mat, and he hit hard.

Nikki: LiGiL is in control now and he knows it. LiGiL now, being very methodical, just kicks Potright in the mid-section. Potright is now turned over by LiGiL, LiGiL opens his legs...

JT: Make a wish Potright!

GP: OOOH! He does just that! Potright in BIG trouble in the matchup now!

Nikki: LiGiL just smiling now. He likes seeing Potright doubling over in pain. LiGiL just kicks away at Potright. LiGiL lets Potright and sends him to the ropes. LiGiL misses with a clothesline....misses again...Potright with a
forearm smash! He follows up with a fist drop, right to the throat! And a leg drop! Cover! 1....2......NO! Not enough body-to-body on that occasion there.

JT: Potright sends LiGiL to the corner. Potright's gonna attempt a Monkey Flip...LiGiL catches him....RUNNING LIGERBOMB! 1......2.......3NO! That was 2 9/10!

GP: LiGiL now thinks it's time to fly. LiGiL now to the top rope. He flies...MISSES A SOMERSAULT! It looks like his back was taken out on that missed attempt! Potright picks up LiGiL....Scoopslam! Right on that back of LiGiL! Potright goes to the outside...what's he getting?

JT: Looks....like....A TABLE! YEAH BABY!

Nikki: Potright is bringing a table into the ring! He sets the table up in the ring...WAIT! LiGiL HAS POTRIGHT ON HIS SHOULDERS!

GP:ELECTRIC CHAIR! HE NAILED IT! LiGiL just whipped out Sam Potright! 1.....2......3!

JT:Good thing that was quick...

Meygon:And your winner... LiGiL!

JT: But Potright's not done! He picks up LiGiL from behind....SPIKE SLAM! GOOD GOD! Potright now goes to the outside....under the ring.....he's got....BARBED WIRE! HE'S WRAPPING IT AROUND HIS LEG!

Nikki: Potright has lost it! Potright puts LiGiL on the table! Potright is going to the top rope! What's he gonna do? OH MY GOD! A SOMERSAULT LEG DROP THROUGH A TABLE, WITH THAT BARBED WIRE! THAT'S DAMN SURE GONNA LEAVE A MARK!

GP: Look! Potright has a mic!

(Sam Potright vaguely looks into the crowd, and them messes up his hair with his own hand.)

JT:What the hell is he trying to pull?

GP:SHHHH!

Sam Potright:Hehehehehehehehehe..... Stay down!

(Potright goes to the outside and kicks a motionless LiGiL.)

Sam Potright:

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(We fade into the back, where Matthews is being loaded into an ambulance.)

Matthews:Ah... AH!!!

Extreme:Yo Dane, it'll be alright. Don't worry about it...

Matthews:My knee, it's like, twisted dude... I can't even move it!

Extreme:That doesn't matter, just get your ass recooperated!

GP:WAIT! IT'S SYPHON FISSION!!! FISSION CATCHES EXTREME WITH A HUGE CHAIR SHOT!

JT:Dear god that was wicked!

Nikki:Fission pushes through the EMTs, and grabs Matthews.

Fission:Oh boy am I going to enjoy this!

GP:FISSION JUST SLAMMED THE AMBULANCE DOOR INTO THE LEG OF DANE MATTHEWS! RIGHT INTO THE KNEE! DEAR GOD! MATTHEWS! You can hear his screams from inside the ambulance!

Fission:All aboard?

(Fission hops into the driver side of the ambulance, pulls the driver out, and drives the ambulance away.)

GP:NO!

JT:Fission has gone to far!

Nikki:WHAT THE HELL! SYPHON FISSION IS DRIVING THAT AMBULANCE AWAY! DEAR GOD NO!

GP:Fans, we've GOT to get that ambulance back! Dear god!
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{"Stayin' Alive" as performed by Ozzie Osbourne plays as Rob Kestler walks to the ring. A midget Fugite through cotton at Kestler. Rob steps into the ring as "Divine" by Korn begins to play and Jay walks into the ring. Jay looks Kestler dead in the eyes as Rob is amazed that the microphone has no wires...}

Psycho Jay "A midget dressed as Tupac Shakur walked into my room and said 'yo dawg' so I figured you wanted to meet me in the ring to tell me something."

Kestler "Yeppers Jay. I've heard that you're a sad little boy because you don't have enough Robby, Jayee time and you want the World Title."

Psycho Jay "And you're a poo head."

Kestler "And I smell like poo."

{Rob and Jay giggle a little bit...}

Kestler "So, I figure that even though this belt is super duper shiny, I'll let you have it then we can go and make fun of Michael Dudley."

Jay "No Rob, it's got to me in a legit match. It's my title and I'm going to prove it!"

Kestler "Ummmm....Ok! Oh, fudge. I have to face Fugite tonight for the shiny belt! We'll have to do it next week!"

Jay "Alrighty, next week it is then."

{Rob and Jay shake hands but out of no where Evan Levine leaps into the ring and gives Jay a low blow from behind! Rob goes to help Jay but Cassie (who came to ring side while they were talking) grabs Kestler's leg...}

Cassie "Roooooooob! I need to borrow you for a second. I have something really important I have to ask you."

Kestler "Can't I help Jay first?"

Cassie "NO! It's urgent!"

{Rob gives a final look to Jay laying on the ground, grabbling his man parts. Kestler then slides out of the ring and walks to the back with Cassie. The are gone and Levine is picking Jay up...Sweet lord! Jat reversed the pick up and is now humping Evan Levine's head FEROCIOUSLY!! Levine falls to the mat as Jay leaves the ring disgusted and Levine comes back to his senses with a weird smile on his face. We assume not because his head was just humped but you never know... The camera switches to Kestler and Cassie standing in the back...}

Kestler "Alright Cassie, what did you have to tell me?"

Cassie "Alright. It's really important and be honest now. Do these shoes match my hair?"

Kestler "Silly girl. Hair matches everything! Can I go and see if Jay needs help now?"

Cassie "No."

Kestler "Why not?"

Cassie "Because you've already played with him enough for today. I feel neglected."

Kestler "I'm sowry."

{Kestler makes a sad puppy face as the camera fades out and back to the announce team.}

GP:Odd....

JT:Wichiiiii! That boy is WHIPPED!

Nikki:I saw those movie previews, they looked pretty good...

(The camera cuts to the back, where High Flyer is seen lacing up his boots with the IWO tag team championship to his side.)

Flyer:These stupid knots, how did anyone ever make a square knot anyway! It's so ludicrous.

(Tony Davis barges into the room, holding a manilla envelope in his hands.)

Davis:Yo Flyer, I've got to show this to you man!

Flyer:What is it!

Davis:I can't tell you right now.

Flyer:Why not?

Davis:Cuz Kestler said it himself, it doesn't happen unless it's in the ring!

Flyer:Ah... but you can't tell me?

Davis:Well, if I did that I'd just have to tell you again in the ring, wouldn't I?

Flyer:I'd probably forget anyway...

(Flyer gets up, grabbing his half of the World tag team titles as they leave the locker room.)

GP:What is Team V.I.A.G.R.A. doing... up next?!?!

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GP:Welcome back to Melt... Takeover.

JT:HAHAHAHAHA! You screwed up the shows! How can you screw up Friday and Monday! Come on Greg...

*Punch*

JT:God damnit...*Spits* I'm bleeding now Greg!

("I Hope You Die" by the Bloodhound Gang plays up over the pa system as the fans immediatly cheer. Out from the back walks High Flyer and Tony Davis, carring the tag team championships with them. Kate Young is also there, as she herself recieves a pop :-) )

GP:The tag team champions! The Tag team V.I.A.G.R.A.! Holding the belts for a very long time to date!

JT:There the one's that started this whole selling craze! I mean, Phyre was selling poo fragranced cologne, as now Nicholas Kain sells the Make-o-Matic.

GP:That's a very ingenius machine. Considering the fact that ever single male out there loves midgets, the IWO wrestlers are exactly the same. They love the thought of making midgets for free, and not tampering with the whole "Murder" case in the rules of America.

(Flyer and Davis have made their way to the ring, and have grabbed a microphone.)

Davis:Flyer, now, what I have in my hands could change the very aspect we look at the V.I.A.G.R.A.!

Flyer:What do you mean?

Davis:Remember when we went to the office building earlier today, the office that made viagra, the pill?

Flyer:Yeah?

Davis:Well, they sent us back a response... not to meantion I've got a date with that secretary, they sent us this manilla envelope!

Flyer:REALLY! OPEN IT!

Davis:I'm trying to... but they've got this hard covering thing. I can't rip the top!

(Flyer grabs the envelope out of Davis' hands, and opens it through the clips. Davis hangs his head in shame.)

JT:Now why do they have to waste the IWO's time out here with this little sketch?

GP:SH! You know the announcer's rules... no talking during interviews... don't even make fun of them!

JT:That's not a ...

GP & Nikki:SHHHH!

Flyer:Now...(Flyer pulls out papers from the manilla envelope.) Cess and decease.... please do not.... We do not find this the image for viagra...

Davis:What's it say? What's it mean?

Flyer:I'm not exactly sure... but I know who does!

(Flyer and Davis jump out of the ring, running to the back. Kate is left standing in the ring all alone.)

GP:Okay... what the hell just happened!

JT:Greg, these two are two crazy loose cannon idiots. They're probably going to the back to throw snow at that manilla envelope.

Nikki:But what does this mean? What does this envelope mean?

GP:I think the company that makes Viagra, the pill, wants Davis and Flyer to stop using V.I.A.G.R.A. as their tag team name? That's what I gather at least...

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(We fade back in from the commercial break to the back, where High Flyer and Tony Davis are running in the back.)

GP:Well... welcome back... Flyer and Davis are rushing to go somewhere with a bunch of manilla papers.

JT:Don't ask! Just don't ask!

(Flyer and Davis stop in front of a locker room door, as it has a star that says "Rob Kestler" on it. Flyer begins to pound on the door.)

Flyer:ROB! ROBBY! I need to talk to you!

Davis:We need to talk to you! Come on Rob! Open up! You're a lawyer!

GP:Hey, they actually had a smart idea... go to the guy with the harvard law degree...

(The door swings open, to see Cassie standing there. Flyer gives Davis a look of shock.)

Flyer:Who are you?

Cassie:You're joking, right... What do you two want?

Davis:We have to talk to Robby! Is he there?

Cassie:Yes, he's here, but he's not able to take questions from two inscelant morons like yourself. Why don't you just leave and let Robby be. He's much happier without two idiots like yourself, and with someone like me...

(Rob jumps out from another room.)

Kestler:MY FRIENDS!

(Kestler attempts to go to the door, as Levine shuts it in team V.I.A.G.R.A.'s face.)

Davis:What was that about?

Flyer:Dude, I'm so lost right about now...

Davis:Don't we have some sort of match next?

Flyer:I guess so... but Robby!

GP:V.I.A.G.R.A. and the former Usual Suspects, NEXT!

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World Tag Team Championship
Team V.I.A.G.R.A. -c- vs. Psycho Jay and Chris Davidson

GP:Well, up next we have a huge world Tag Team Title matchup between the tag team championship of the summer, team V.I.A.G.R.A., and what was once one of the most stable stables in all of wrestling, the former Usual Suspects.

Nikki:Greg is right. At one time, this unit was feared. Chris Davidson, Jacob Gryn, Rob Kestler, Psycho Jay, and even Seth Weiland and Jake Mansfield! They were one of the most feared collective units in ages.

JT:V.I.A.G.R.A. isn't feared, they're just a bunch of pratical jokers, hell, they ARE JOKES! I'm surprised at seeing them hold the title for so long. But then again, with Jay trying to get Kestler away from Cassie, he's got to have lost something himself.

Meygon:This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the IWO's World Tag Team Championship!

("Divine" by KoRn begins to play.)

Meygon:Introducing first, the challengers. They as Psycho Jay, and Chris Davidson! The former Usual Suspects!

(Psycho Jay and Chris Davidson walk out. Vincent is with him, cursing like usual, which Chris Davidson is holding up fragrance candles. Psycho Jay carries his head humping kit as they make their way to the ring. "I Hope You Die" by the Bloodhound Gang plays.)

Meygon:And their opponents. They weigh in at a combined 441 pounds, and are the masters of the Natural High. Here are your tag team champions, High Flyer, Tony Davis, Team V.I.A.G.R.A.!

(Flyer and Davis walk from the back, carring the titles in hand, and recieving a pretty large ovation. Kate Young isn't with them, as Flyer must have told her to stay home tonight.)

GP:Flyer and Davis are considered the best tag team this year, as Psycho Jay is one of the most fierce wrestlers in the planet.

*Ding, ding, ding*

JT:And here we go... Flyer and Jay are going to start this match off...

Nikki:The bell is rung, Flyer and Jay lock up. Jay catches Flyer in an arm ringer, as Flyer rolls, kicks up, and attempts a side kick to Jay's head. Jay catches Flyer by the foot, and catches Flyer into a huge head and leg suplex!

GP:Flyer gets propped up in the corner, as Jay begins to choke him with his boot. Flyer kicks his legs up and pushes Jay foot off of him, and also causes Jay to fall to a knee in the corner. Flyer has Jay's one foot hooked with his legs, as he grabs Jay's head, and hooks his head down onto his shoulder! Dear god! What a submission hold! But Jay grabs the ropes immediatly.

Nikki:Both men get to their feet, as they stare each other down, Flyer charges Jay and tries to go low, but Jay side steps, and jumps on Flyer, hooking him into a full nelson on the mat. Jay picks Flyer up by shear power, and nails him with a full nelson slam! Flyer's head just bounced off the mat as Flyer rolls over, and tags in Tony Davis.

JT:Davis climbs into the ring, and immediatly tries to sell Jay some Nads!

GP:Davis is looking at Jay, Jay is looking towards his head humping kit as the fan immediatly pop. Jay and Davis trade Nads for the head humping kit, as Jay and Davis circle one another. Jay grabs Davis, pushing him into the ropes, and tosses him off. Davis comes back, ducks under a clothesline, back off the other side, as Jay catches him onto his shoulders, and drops him down on a neckbreaker!

GP:Davis grabs his neck, as Jay goes right after him. Wait! Davis grabs him and nails HUH!

JT:Isn't that Hmmm?

Nikki:I though it's Shhh...

GP:Doesn't matter, it's the inverted russian leg sweep! Davis has Jay down, as he comes off the ropes, and drops a quick elbow. Davis grabs Jay and catches him in an arm bar, as Flyer is tagged in...

JT:Flyer comes over the top with a guiolltene leg drop onto the arm of Jay. Flyer grabs Jay, and tosses him off the ropes. Davidson makes a blind tag, as Jay gets an elbow shot to the gut. Jay doubles over, as Davidson grabs Flyer, and tosses Flyer over the top and to the outside!

GP:Davis grabs Flyer, and helps him up... but Evan Levine hits the ring! Levine just knocked Jay out of his boots with a god damn wrench!

*Ding, ding, ding*

Meygon:Your winner, via disqualification.. Psycho Jay and Chris Davidson!

GP:Levine just ruined was promised to be a great match! Davidson has Levine... and Davidson just tossed Levine out of the ring!

JT:He's non-violent, he wouldn't hit Levine even if Levine killed Jay...

GP:Folks, we'll be right back...

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Silent Tag Team Match
Should Cappy win, he recieves Gerrard Heart next week on Hostile Takeover
Capital Punishment & Grim Reaper vs. Michael Dudley and Billy Larson

(Billy Larson and Michael Dudley come running to the ring followed by Chris Anthony, Summer and Angel.)

GP: Look! Billy Larson and Michael Dudley aren't wasting any time in this one! Larson is paired off with Cappy and Grim Reaper is paired off with Dudley!!! It's an all out brawl!!!!

JT: It's already getting wild!

GP: Larson whips Cappy to the ropes... Cappy ducks a clothesline, Larson funs after Cappy but Cappy ducks and Back Body Drops Larson right out of the ring!!!!!

Nikki: Cappy exits the ring and they continue fighting outside of the ring as well!!!!

GP: The Grim Reaper and Dudley are in the ring brawling still, I guess they're gonna start out the match!

*Ding Ding Ding*

GP: Well, the bell finally sounded and Dudley has the Grim Reaper in the corner! He's punching him repeatedly... He's mounted on top of him! 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8 Grim Reaper just shoved Dudley right off of him!!! What power!!! And Dudley jumps right back of and starts the onslaught again!!! Reaper shoves him right off again!!! Dudley is back up! He jumps at Reaper one more time but is met by a hand to the throat! Reaper has Dudley!!!! CHOKESLAM!!!!!! THAT'S IT IT'S GOTTA BE OVER NOW!!!! Reaper covers Dudley!!! 1............2........... And Chris Anthony from the outside pulls the ref out!!! He's arguing with the ref!!!! The Reaper had the match won
right there!!!!

Nikki: What a bunch of cheaters Michael Dudley and Billy Larson are!

JT: I love that in um!

Nikki: Are you gay or something?

JT: No, I mean I respect that in um.

Nikki: Riiiiiiight.

GP: You two knock it off. Reaper picks up Dudley, Larson and Cappy are back in there corners now. Reaper tags in Cappy and there's the double team. Reaper holds Dudley's arms back and Cappy with a hard kick to the stomatch! Cappy with more right hands and sends Dudley to the ropes... Cappy with a MILLITARY PRESS SLAM!!!! WHAT POWER BY CAPPY!!!

Nikki: Michael Dudley is in serious trouble. He needs to make a tag.

JT: He sure does. Come on Mike!!! Tag in Larson!!!

GP: If he can make it... Cappy's got Dudley in a Rear Chinlock now. Dudley looks like he could possibly be fading out.... No wait... Dudley is fighting back!!! Dudley with a few elbows to the gut of Cappy. Cappy releases the
hold. Dudley to the ropes, DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!!!!! BOTH MEN ARE OUT!!!!AND THEY'RE TRYIN TO TAG THERE RESPECTIVE PARTNERS!!!!

JT: This has been weird with none of the wrestlers able to speak.

GP: Well the status of each wrestler makes it interesting enough to the fans. That's what is seems like cause the fans are totally pumped for this one!

JT: Yeah... it's only because of that chick with the big tits over there flashing everyone.

(Camera flashes to the chick with the big tits flashing everyone.)

GP: WOW!

JT: Those... are... niiiiiiiiiiiiiice.

*Smack* *Smack*

Nikki: You two snap out of it. you're missing the match. Larson and Grim Reaper are in the ring! COME ON YOU TWO!!!!

(They snap out of it.)

JT: Sorry.

GP: Yeah. I'm really sorry. I'll call the match now... umm.. let's see... everyone's in the ring and umm... Larson with a LOW BLOW to Grim Reaper!!! Larson with a DDT!!! NO!!!! IT'S ARMAGEDDON!!!!!!!! IT'S OVER!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!! CAPITAL PUNISHMENT MAKES THE SAVE!!!!! MICHAEL DUDLEY GRABS CAPPY.... RELEASE BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX BY DUDLEY ONTO CAPPY!!!! DUDLEY GOES ON TOP!!!! IT'S BLACK THURSDAY!!!!!!

JT: What the hell!!??!! I can't keep up with everything!!!!

Nikki: This is crazy!!!

GP: Cappy is out Larson and Dudley whip Grim Reaper to the ropes, they both duck there heads... Grim Reaper grabs Larson... Piledriver!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dudley looks up and knocks Grim Reaper out of the ring!!! Cappy is now up and goes for a clothesline onto Dudley!!!! Dudley ducked and Cappy runs right into the ref!!!!! The ref is out!!!!

JT: This really HAS been total carnage!!!!

Nikki: Look, Chris Anthony hands Michael Dudley a Chair!!! Cappy with a kick to the stomatch!!!!! He grabs the chair!!!! CHAIR SHOT TO THE HEAD ON DUDLEY!!!!!!! CAPPY GRABS DUDLEY... DEATH PENALTY!!!!!! DEATH PENALTY!!!!! CAPITAL PUNISHMENT COVERS DUDLEY!!! I DON'T THINK HE'S THE LEGAL MAN!!!

Nikki: THE REF IS SLOWLY GETTING UP!!!!

JT: GET UP DUDLEY!!!

GP: THE REF COUNTS...1.....................2...........................3!!!!!!!!! CAPITAL PUNISHMENT AND GRIM REAPER ARE THE WINNERS OF THE MATCH!!!!!!

JT: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

("Hail to the Chief" begins to play as Co Commish Tom Ford makes his way out with a microphone. He's got an irate look on his face and is jumping up and down.)

JT: YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!

GP: Our Co Commish doesn't look very happy.

Co Commish Tom: Cappy, you think you've done something!!!!!!! Well you got lucky!!! But i'll be DAMNED if you come out on top in the end!!!!!

(Co-Commish Tom leaves.)

GP: WOW! What words from Tom! We gotta take a break!!!

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North American Title Match
Nicholas Kain vs. Scott Stone-c-

GP: Fans, it's time for our NA Title match of the evening. It will pit the reigning North American Champion Scott Stone against a man that gave a great showing in the Mall Brawl and was rewarded with this NA Title shot!

Nikki: I tell you what, it seems ever since Kain broke up the Enemies of the State, Nicholas Kain has gone nowhere but up in the federation.

JT: You've got a point but don't you realize how long Scott Stone has been trying to get a break in this federation? And now that he's finnaly gotten a chance to be on top of the World, he's actually gonna slack off and give it up? Hell no! Scott Stone is gonna plan on holding on to that title for a long damn time.

GP: Well we're gonna see right here just who wants that title more, let's go to the ring with our next match.

*Ding Ding*

Meygon: Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is for the IWO North American Championship! Coming to the ring first.....

("Undying Love" by Nas plays a Nicholas Kain walks out from the back.)

Meygon: Weighing in at 224 lbs. and standing 6'0" tall, he is the former one half tag team champions of the world! He is Nicholas Kain!!!!!!!

(Nicholas Kain comes to the ring to a pretty big pop.)

Meygon: And his opponent.....

('Counterfeit' by Limp Bizkit plays as Scott Stone walks out with the NA Title around his waist.)

Meygon: Weighing in at 274 lbs. and standing 6'4" tall, he is the reigning IWO North American Champion.....Scott Stone!!!!!!!!!

(Stone hops into the ring and takes the NA Title off. The ref signals for the bell.)

*Ding Ding*

GP: And there's the bell! Kain and Stone lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Stone gets the advantage and whips Kain into the corner. Stone follows in with a back elbow to the head of Kain. Now Stone tries to whip Kain into
the opposite corner but Kain reverses. Stone goes running into the corner and Kain follows in with a huge clothesline!

JT: Now Kain takes Stone and nails a snap suplex on him! Kain goes to the ropes and comes back with a jumping kneedrop! Kain makes the cover...

1....

2....

KICKOUT!

Nikki: Stone hops back up and nails a dropkick on Kain! Now Stone has the advantage and he sends Kain into the ropes. Kain comes back and Stone catches him with a huge powerslam!

GP: Now Stone picks up Kain and nails a right hand on Kain. Stone runs to the ropes, comes back, and nails a running neckbreaker on Kain!

JT: Wait! Who the hell is this coming to the ring?

GP: It's Rob Riot!

(Rob Riot hops into the ring and grabs the referee. He throws him to the outside and Riot follows him. Riot takes the ref and kicks his ass all the way up the entrance ramp. )

GP: Well fans...Rob Riot has just taken the referee and beaten him up all the way out of the arena. I guess this match is a no contest. The fans are pissed about this.

Winner: No contest

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* Commercial Break *
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World Heavyweight Title Match
Evan Levine is Handcuffed to the ring post
Rob Kestler -c- vs. Fugite

GP:And here it is! The huge matchup! The World Heavyweight Championship is on the line! These two brawled for the World title at Heatstroke, and now, these two will go one on one in that very ring for the belt that every other wrestler holds dear, the IWO World Heavyweight championship!

JT:Greg, we don't need the dramatics. We ALL know how huge this match is, and for someone like Fugite to be in it? It actually scares me...

Nikki:But the wild card is Cassie, and what she has brought to Rob Kestler in the past week alone. She is the main reason Kestler is siding with Evan Levine of all people, considered just months ago, Kestler was making fun of him with that Gayme Tyme shirt that got so many laughs.

GP:This is nuts... let's just not talk about it anymore... Let's head down to the ring...

Meygon:This next matchup, is for the IWO World Heavyweight Championship! First, as a special stipulation prior to the match...

Nikki:I hate Meygon just bragging with the Women's title on her shoulders... URGH...

Meygon:Please welcome down to the ring, Evan Levine!

("I am your Boogieman" by White Zombie plays. Evan Levine walks out from the back, very angry. VP William has Evan, holding his arms behind his head like Levine is being arrested. VP William hooks Evan to Kestler's ring post.)

Meygon:Introducing next, the challenger. He currently weighs in at 285 pounds and hails from Where the Time Stands still... Freedom, Wisconsin. He is the master of the Lost Time... here is FUGITE!

("The begining is the End" by the Smashing Pumpkins plays as Fugite walks out from the back, recieving more cheers than normal.)

GP:Fugite getting a rather loud ovation, compared to normal at least.

Meygon:And now... the champion...

("Staying Alive" by Ozzy Osbourne plays up over the pa system as the fans immediatly cheer for their world champion.)

GP:Kestler is getting a huge ovation from these fans!

JT:Screw the Rock, Kestler is the people's champion!

Meygon:Accompanied to the ring by Cassie...

(Cassie walks out from the back, immediatly recieving boos. She drags Kestler out of the back, as they make their way to the ring.)

Meygon:Hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota, and weighing in currently at 313 pounds. He is the current World Champion, the master of the Call From Beyond... here is ROB KESTLER!

(Kestler slides into the ring, and hands the belt to the referee. The bell is rung.)

*Ding, ding, ding*

GP:And here we go, World title is on the line, Kestler and Fugite with a lock up. Fugite locks Kestler in an arm ringer, as Kestler hammers Fugite with a couple of quick elbow shots. Kestler ducks his head down and goes for a northern lights, but Fugite counters it with a huge ddt into the mat!

Nikki:Fugite spins his body around, and immediatly goes for a camel clutch, but Kestler, considering he weighs 300 pounds, overpowers Fugite out of the hold.

GP:Kestler and Fugite to get to their feet, and they begin to stare each other down.

Kestler:MOOOOO!

(Loud cheers)

GP:Kestler, trying to have a good time, mows down Fugite with a huge clothesline.

(Kestler looks outside to Cassie, who is dissaproving.)

Nikki:Kestler grabs Fugite, and sends him into the corner. HUGE chop by Kestler causes his chest to become blood red. Kestler grabs Fugite and whips him off the ropes...

GP:Evan Levine trips up Fugite! Dear god! What the hell was that!

JT:Hehe... Evan's still going to get involved Greg... Not even handcuffs are going to stop that....

GP:Kestler has Fugite now... not realizing what happened with Levine. I think he was trying to show the referee some card trick?

Nikki:What are you looking over here for!

GP:I don't exactly know!

(All of a sudden, Psycho Jay runs out from the back, and grabs Evan's head, and rams it into the steel ring post.)

JT:LOOK! JAY'S HUMPING LEVINE'S HEAD AGAIN!

GP:Wait! It's Cassie! She's pulling Jay off, and SHE JUST SLAPPED THE TASTE OUT OF PSYCHO JAY'S MOUTH!

Nikki:JAY GRABS HER! Wait... it's Scott Stone and LiGiL?!?!

JT:Stone just caught Jay in the face with the North American title! LiGiL and Stone are stomping away at a fallen Psycho Jay, as Kestler is looking on...

GP:Wait! Fugite is up! He's behind Kestler, just waiting... Stone goes over to Levine and grabs the cuffs with a wrench!

JT:Cassie is up on the apron, She's distracting the referee, Kestler turns around, Fugite has him up on his shoulders now! Fugite's going to nail Lost Time!

GP:NO! Levine throws powder into the eyes of Fugite! Fugite drops Kestler, and he can't see a thing!

Nikki:Levine slides out of the ring... Cassie drops down... CALL FROM BEYOND! KESTLER JUST CAUGHT FUGITE WITH CALL FROM BEYOND! IT'S OVER! 1-----2-----3!

Meygon:Your winner, and STILL World Heavyweight Champion... Rob Kestler!

GP:Did Kestler even see what happened with Levine?

JT:I have no clue.. but Cassie is consoling him right now, as they are leaving the ringside area.... Stone and LiGiL are pounding away at Fugite, while Levine gets his shots at Jay!

GP:What the hell is going on! I can't believe this!

Nikki:Kestler doesn't even see it! It's a three on two beat down!

GP:WAIT! Davidson from the back with a chair! Levine and company scatter! Davidson is tending to Psycho Jay, helping him to his feet...

JT:Well, technically.. Davidson didn't actually use the chair... that little melancholly yes man...

GP:For JT and Nikki... GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!

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* Fade Out *
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Hostile Takeover
September 8th
Not a Night of Champions
Main Event
Non-Title
Psycho Jay vs. Scott Stone

Pacific Title Match
Capital Punishment vs. Gerrard Heart -c-

LiGiL vs. Nicholas Kain

Special Challenge
Non-Title
High Flyer vs. Shawn Arrows

Barbed Wire Ropes Match
Sam Potright vs. Phyre

George Franklin vs. Joe Johnson