W*I*G Beginning of the End: East Meets West

[James E. Colvin]

*The W*I*G, WHOA, and TigerPath logos fade in and out across a black screen, as we transition to the inside Differ Ariake Arena in Tokyo, Japan, as a cheering crowd is ready for the start of the event. We cut to Tom Bailey and Jeannie Lawless, who are at ringside.

Jeannie: Hello W*I*G and WHOA fans, and welcome to an extremely special event!

Tom: Indeed! This is the special "East Meets West" event. Tonight's theme is the best of Pro-Wrestling W*I*G and its sibling company WHOA taking on the best that TigerPath has to offer!

Jeannie: Yes. And we'll also have some special matches between W*I*G talent, as well, including a W*I*G Tag Team Title shot!

Tom: Well, 1,246 fans have packed this arena. That's right! SUPER NO VACANCY! So lets get things started here tonight!

[Team Raft Shack]

We immediately cut to the inside of the ring, as we see two vaguely familiar men entering the ring, as the sounds of Online by Brad Paisley are heard in the background. The Japanese faithful don't seem to know who they are exactly, so they respond by simply staring blankly. Howard Finkel enters the ring, as it seems he's been informed there's a match coming up.

Jeannie: Who the hell are these guys?!

Tom: I'm being told that they are representatives of WHOA... D & D?

Jeannie: You mean like that game the virgins play?

Tom: Wow...

Jeannie: Well, at least one of em is kinda cute.

Howard Finkel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is your opening contest for tonight and it is scheduled for one fall!

Suddenly, from behind, another oddly similar looking man walks up, pretty much the Asian Equivalent of Finkel. He quickly takes a microphone himself.

Japanese Announcer: *Repeats in Japanese*

Tom: That by the way is Tigerpath's very own announcer, Kinji Mizuhashi.

Jeannie: Our guy is better.

Suddenly, we cut back to the entranceway, as the Colvintron begins to light up before the crowd, both Daryl and Dewey McField looking on in anticipation, as they begin to await their opponents. Suddenly, another message begins to form across the screen.

Time's up...

Did you figure it out?

Let's find out...

With that, the screen immediately shuts off, remaining completely blank for a few moments, as the crowd simply looks on in confusion. Suddenly, a huge rainbow of pyros goes off on the entranceway, as a familiar tune begins to play the crowd instantly going nuts, as the lights go out, a puff of purple smoke forming on the entrance way, then quickly dissipating, as a familiar pair of men emerge.

Tom: TEAM RAFTSHACK! The one's leaving these messages were Team Raft Shack!

Jeannie: ... Am I tripping?

The two crazed men then look at one another and grin widely, before quickly sprinting down towards the ring, as Daryl and Dewey meanwhile look at each other in total disbelief, before quickly turning their attention towards these two men. Raft Shack quickly slide into the ring with ease, before simultaneously flipping to their feet, now leaping up and down quite rapidly, the crowd continuing to cheer these two crazy fools. They seem to be wearing their same attire as last seen, the only difference being really is it might look cleaner.

Tom: What a way to kick things off here. We haven't seen either of these men in the ring for months!

Jeannie: They look like a cross between clown and mental patients.

Zeleke and Faboon now start bouncing rapidly off the ropes, running about the ring quite quickly, as Dewey and Daryl simply look on in total confusion, as is the case with most of Raft Shack's opponents. Soon enough, the sounds of Apache fade out, as Howard Finkel steps into the center of the ring, along with Mr. Mizuhashi in tow.

Howard Finkel: Introducing first... respectively from the 21st Century of Terra and Wherever the Road Takes him, at a combined weight of 487 pounds, Daryl and Dewey McField, D & D!

Kinji Mizuhashi: *Repeats in Japanese*

D & D receive a small smattering of boos, as the two of them give a rather annoyed look towards the crowd, before blowing them uncaringly.

Howard Finkel: And their opponents... tonight making their WIG Debut, hailing from Foreign Alien Island, at a combined weight of 399 pounds, Zeleke Ekelez and Faboon Noobaf, Team Raftshack!

Kinji Mizuhashi: *Repeats in Japanese*

The Raftshackians bounce up and down quite excitedly, then give each other a quick butt to the head, each of them stumbling back a bit fazed as a result. The crowd gives quite a nice pop for this wacky pair, as the bell immediately sounds. Dewey immediately steps forward, eager to take on these two lunatics, as Faboon struts up towards the center himself, eager to meet him. Their two partners quickly exit onto the apron, as this match is underway!

Jeannie: Foreign... Alien... Island? The hell?!

Tom: Believe me... with these two, it's better not to think about it.

Dewey steps right into Faboon's face, exchanging a few less then friendly words with the smaller looking man. He then holds his hand up and smirks, indeed pointing the size advantage he has. Faboon simply tilts his head slightly, a huge grin on his twisted face, as he looks back up. Dewey then reaches over and slaps Faboon right across the cheek, sending him stumbling back a bit! The crowd boos this, as Dewey turns back to his sibling and smirks, making a motion as if to say that's how it's done! As soon as he turns around, Faboon immediately lunges in, biting him right on the nose! Dewey yelps out in pain, quickly pushing the smaller man off, as he grasps it in pain. Faboon simply cackles, before leaping up and hitting him right between the eyes with a dropkick! Dewey goes down immediately, clutching his face immediately as he rises back up, only to get a quick series of kicks from the white haired weirdo, sending him stumbling back into the ropes. He then quickly whips him off to the other side, before bouncing himself in pursuit, then catching him as he comes back with a high leg lariat! Dewey goes down again, clutching at his facial features even further, as he rolls along the mat a bit. Faboon quickly drops atop, going for a cover. 1.....2.....

Tom: Clearly no sign of ring rust from Mr. Faboon, as he snaps off a quick flurry of offense.

Jeannie: What the hell is he? Why does he have white hair? Why do they have pictures of animals on their CROTCHES?!

Tom: I told you... don't think about it.

Dewey manages to kick out. Faboon simply yanks him up to his feet, quickly dragging him over towards Zeleke, as he makes the tag, then taking Dewey down with a quick drop toe hold, as Zeleke springs over the ropes, coming down with a leg drop across the face! Dewey yelps in pain once more, as Zeleke quickly yanks him off the mat, then plants a big smooch right on his lips, as Dewey begins flailing and wriggling in horror! The crowd of course cheers this, as even Daryl can't help but laugh at this sight. Dewey quickly pushes himself away, looking quite frustrated with this, as he turns around, just in time to receive a rapid flurry of forearms, sending him stumbling back even further, as Zeleke then quickly bounces off the ropes, coming back with a crossbody, as he takes him down for a pin! 1.....2.....

Tom: Well... Daryl certainly was caught off guard by that.

Jeannie: Thankfully, at least one of these guys won't be polluting my fellow females with his vile seed.

Tom: WOW.

Dewey manages to kick out again. Zeleke cackles and drags him back over towards his partner, quickly tagging out again. Faboon then quickly crouches down on all fours, as Zeleke springs off his back, quickly hitting Dewey with a moonsault press! Dewey gasps in pain, clutching his chest, as Faboon quickly follows up with a moonsault press of his own, as Zeleke rolls away immediately before. He once again goes for a cover. 1.....2.....

Tom: An innovative move there by the Raft Shackians. You have to admit that was impressive Jeannie.

Jeannie: Eh, I guess. Still don't like em though.

Daryl runs in this time to break it up. Zeleke and Faboon quickly spring back up, as they both eye the other McField, immediately grabbing him by the neck, then planting him with a Double DDT! Daryl goes down hard, grasping his neck in pain, as Dewey meanwhile gets back to his feet, looking a bit dazed. As soon as he does, Zeleke and Faboon quickly starting delivering a quick flurry of kicks, nailing him with each one, as Dewey grimaces in pain with each one, until finally they connect with a double kick, completing their Foot Frenzy! The crowd gives a nice pop for this one, as Daryl once again rises to his feet, only for Faboon to quickly grab and send him off into the turnbuckle! Daryl slams against, grasping his back in pain, as Faboon immediately charges forward, snapping off a kick Moonsault kick across the face, before landing with ease, as Zeleke sends him off towards the other side of the ring, then charging after himself, leaping up high and connecting with a Stinger Splash! Daryl gasps for air, as he stumbles out of the corner, only to get whipped off the ropes this time by both men, as they catch him in the center with a Double Scissors Kick, completing Cooler than Heat! The crowd cheers loudly, as Daryl instinctively rolls to the outside, now clutching at his back. Dewey meanwhile stumbles back to his feet, looking absolutely out of the rings by now, as Zeleke and Faboon quickly slip between him, measuring carefully, then leaping up and connecting with The Halt Grinder! Dewey gets nailed with ease, plummeting down to the mat once again, as Zeleke then charges to the outside, taking out the rising Daryl with a somersault plancha just as he starts to rise back up! Faboon meanwhile drops down, hooking the leg, sporting a huge grin on his face. 1......2.......3!

And with that, this one is over!

Howard Finkel: Here are your winners.... Team Raft Shack!

Kinji Mizuhashi: *Repeats in Japanese*

Tom: And that's that. Team Raft Shack with a very impressive debut here, making quick work of WHOA's D & D. Let's hope that the rest of their representatives here tonight fare better.

Jeannie: Bah, they had to pin the only one of these guys that I can actually stomach looking at.

The crowd gives a rather nice pop, as Zeleke gets back inside the ring, the two Raft Shackians quickly clasping hands and now starting to bounce up and down inside the ring with glee. They then let go, as Faboon quickly sprints over and snatches both Finkel and Mizuhashi's microphones, cackling a bit at this, before making his way back over towards his pink haired ally, handing him one.

Faboon: The Raft Shackian express has dawned upon WIG!!!

Zeleke: Hold on your handkerchiefs!

Faboon: Monthenings have indeed elapsed since we last floated into a gripping ring. Unfortunateness indeed... but the thought that our return would be of imminentnence was reassured. We gladly gazed on the winding hands of the timer of livelihood, anticipation filling our veins! Then finally... the hour of opportune ones had arisen at our heels. So we once again bask inside this arena of agility.

Zeleke: Twas better than my expectment!

Faboon: We hold no harbor of grudge to our former employers... for we were simply discardables at the time, useless quite apparent. We had failed so many times in our beckoning to lift up those tag team titles, but always to no availance.

Zeleke: I blame the hex gooses!

Faboon: But, here... it is a new day, a new opportunity, a new era of establishment. Tonight... we will cast the golden die of challenging, for we swear that no matter who shall come upon victory on this hallowed event between those from the Dimension of Alabamia and the wise women of wonderosity, we must decree, demand, and ask quite politely for upon us you may grant a title shot in this present future. But until that time... we will be awaiting!

Zeleke: And anyone else who might challenge our beings... give us a ring. We'll be as feverish as foxi to accept!

Both: TEAM RAFT SHACK HAS COME NEAR! LOCKER REALM OF WIG... YOU BETTER FEAR!

With that, the two crazy men quickly drop their microphones, then slide back out of the ring quite quickly, now starting to gallop back up towards the rampway, as the crowd cheers their wacky words, the two them quite quickly vanishing to the back once more. We meanwhile cut back to the team of D & D as they rise up from the ground, both of them looking to be in total disbelief that they were just handed such a crushing defeat. They quickly exit the ring, not wanting to be seen in this arena any longer then they have to be.

Jeannie: It's official... my brain is melting and this whole match is nothing more than a damn hallucination.

Tom: Team Raft has issued the challenge... I think, to the WIG Tag Team Champions. The question is, will they accept and if they do, who will be there to do so?

Jeannie: There better be some hot guys winning in this next match or I'm walking!

With the conclusion of this match, we quickly fade to a video package for the DVD release of WIG Gives Thanks.

[ragnal]

Fade in backstage to Chick Aura and Ada Banshou, the latter of who is standing in front of the camera while Chick is near the wall, her arms crossed.

Ada: Hello. Once more Ms. Aura is prepared for battle, and this time she goes against an opponent we assume is Ms. Sadamoto's pick for this evening. She had told Ms. Aura and myself nothing of her opponent, and has only left us to question for ourselves. But here now, we announce that we have figured out her choice for Ms. Aura.

Chick nods.

Ada: TOnight, Ms. Aura will be facing none other...than Juni Sadamoto! The Pink Rose that claims to be Ms. Sada's relative. Should this be true, it may very well end the curiosity of whether or not the two are truly related.

Chick nods once more.

Ada: But Ms. Aura believes not much will change from this match and her previous encounter with Ms. Sadamoto. Only change the color of Ms. Juni's hair from pink to red, and Ms. Aura will see just that...nothing different. Only the same beating. As simple as that.

Chick nods again.

Ada: Ms. Sadamoto...Ms. Aura wants you to pay close attention to this match. For this will be a reminder of why you lost, and why you will never be allowed another fight.

Chick tilts her head to both sides so as to crack her neck, and the scene fades out.

[The Latin Lovers]

*We open on the ring with Howard Finkel and Kinji Mizuhashi standing in the middle of the ring.*

Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

*Kinji Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*The Big Bad Baldies’ music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVBB2upbVys

Finkel: Introducing first, coming down the aisle, at a combined weight of 646 pounds, from Bad City—THE BIG BAD BALDIES.

*Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*The Big Bad Baldies come out to the boos of the crowd. They are wearing black trunks with their names in white on the butt, black elbow and knee pads, and black boots with white words on them: “HH” on Hank Hondo’s boots and “Big” on the Big Man’s boots. They cooly and cockily walk to the ring and enter it.*

Tom Bailey: And, we are set for tag team action between the Big Bad Baldies and the Latin Lovers.

Jeannie Lawless: Yes! I can’t wait for my luscious Latinos to get out here!!!!

Tom: It’s nice to see that your libido doesn’t have any jet lag.

Jeannie: Are you kidding!? I brought in a new member of the Mile High Club today, and I’m don’t even have jet lag.

Tom: I want to apologize to any aviation enthusiasts out there for that derogatory remark from Jeannie.

Jeannie: And, I want to thank Kenji Miramoto out there for one hell of plane ride over to Japan.

*The Latin Lovers’ music plays.* youtube.com/watch?v=A8dKHosYjlU

Finkel: And, their opponents, coming down the aisle, at a combined weight of 522 pounds, from Wherever There Is Love—THE LATIN LOVERS.

*Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*The Japanese ladies in the audience go crazy as the Latin Lovers come out. The men are indifferent. They are wearing purple tights with pink words on the butt: “Te quiero” on Guillermo Miramontes’s tights and “Catalina” on Casimiro Melendez’s tights; purple elbow and knee pads with pink hearts on them; and pink boots with each one’s initials in pink on them. They walk to down to the ring. Suddenly, a pair of “Hello Kitty” panties comes flying out from the audience towards them. Casimiro catches them and puts them in his tights. Then, they enter the ring.*

Tom: Well, these ladies here in Tokyo certainly do love the Latin Lovers.

Jeannie: I’m sure we’ll see those “Hello Kitty” panties before this match is over.

Tom: I’m surprised they had to have someone throw some panties to them. Don’t they have vending machines with used panties in them here?

Jeannie: Guillermo and Casimiro didn’t want to deprive some young girl of the chance to use her panties to help them out. Besides, they couldn’t find one and asked me if I had seen one, which I haven’t.

Tom: I’m going to regret this, but why didn’t you just give them your panties?

Jeannie: Because Kenji Miramoto has them.

Tom: Yep, I regret that.

*The bell rings. Finkel and Mizuhashi exit the ring. Casimiro and Hondo move onto the apron. Guillermo and the Big Man circle each other and size each other up. The Big Man goes for a double leg takedown, but Guillermo moves out of the way. They circle each other again. The Big Man goes for the double leg takedown again and this time hits it. However, he and Guillermo fall into the ropes, and the referee tries to break them up. The Big Man won’t let go, and the referee begins a 5 count.*

Ref: 1…2…3…4…*The Big Man moves away.*

*Guillermo gets up. They circle each other and then tie up. Guillermo drops to his knees and takes the Big Man to the mat with a fireman’s carry. He locks in an armbar, but the Big Man rolls out of it. However, Guillermo gets behind him and locks the Big Man into a bearhug. However, they are near the ropes, and the Big Man grabs the bottom rope. The ref calls for a break, and Guillermo lets go of the Big Man.*

Tom: So far, Guillermo has held his own against the Big Man. However, he and Hondo are much bigger than the Latin Lovers; and that will definitely come into play as the match progresses.

Jeannie: Yeah, but you have to remember that the Lovers held their own against Tristan Hades, and he outweighed them.

Tom: True, but there was one of Tristan, and the Big Bad Baldies both outweigh Tristan.

Jeannie: You always got to use logic and reason to beat me. Why!?

Tom: Because, they’re effective.

*The two men get up and circle each other again. Suddenly, the Big Man hits Guillermo with a throat thrust. Then, he takes Guillermo down with a single leg takedown and locks him in a spinning toe-hold. He has the move locked on for a minute or two. Guillermo kicks at the Big Man in order to get free but to no avail. So, Guillermo grabs the Big Man’s leg from behind and pulls him to the mat for a pin, but the Big Man rolls over and gets onto his feet. However, Guillermo still has a hold of his leg, and the Big Man tries to pull him off. The Big Man is able to lock Guillermo into a front face lock, and then he transitions that into a side headlock. He pushes Guillermo down onto his knees, but Guillermo is able to get back up onto his feet. However, the Big Man is too strong and pushes Guillermo back to his knees. Guillermo is able to get back up onto his feet. He pushes the Big Man into the ropes, bounces off, and pushes him off and across the ring. The Big Man hits the opposite ropes, bounces off, and charges at Guillermo. Guillermo drops to the mat. The Big Man jumps over him, hits the ropes, bounces off of them, and comes charging at Guillermo again. Guillermo leapfrogs him. The Big Man hits the ropes, charges at Guillermo, and hits him with a bicycle kick, sending Guillermo through the ropes and to the outside.*

Tom: Guillermo Miramontes tries to tire the Big Man out, but the Big Man hits him with a bicycle kick that sends Guillermo to the outside.

Jeannie: He should have hit the Big Man with one of his moves, but I doubt Guillermo will make the same mistake twice.

*The Big Man distracts the referee from making a count. This allows Hondo to get off the apron and move over to Guillermo. He picks up Guillermo and hits him with a bodyslam. Hondo picks up Guillermo again and this time hits him with a running powerslam. Casimiro runs over to Hondo and hits him with a reverse lungblower. The referee and the Big Man exit the ring. The Big Man checks on Hondo while the ref forces Casimiro to return to his corner.*

Tom: Casimiro Melendez comes to the aid of his partner with 100 Years Of Solitude.

Jeannie: And, he should. That dastardly Hank Hondo was trying to injure Guillermo’s back, which is really bad since he’ll need it later.

Tom: True, Jeannie. You can’t lift a lot of weight or wrestle effectively with a bad back.

Jeannie: Wrestling!? Oh…yeah…I meant wrestling.

*Casimiro returns to his corner. Hondo gets up, and he and the Big Man pick up Guillermo and throws him back into the ring. The Big Man reenters the ring while Hondo gets back onto the apron. The Big Man quickly stomps on Guillermo. Then, he picks up Guillermo and hits him with a gutwrench suplex. The Big Man floats over and locks Guillermo into an armbar. He has the move locked on for a minute or two. Then, Guillermo places his free hand underneath the Big Man’s chin and pushes up. This allows him to get up onto his feet. Suddenly, Guillermo reverses the armbar into one of his own. However, the Big Man reverses it, pushes Guillermo into the ropes, and whips him across the ring. He catches Guillermo and lifts him up into a military press, but Guillermo slips out of it. He gets behind the Big Man and rolls him over for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*The Big Man pushes Guillermo off.*

Tom: Guillermo sneaks in a pin, but the Big Man just pushes him off.

Jeannie: Boy, he really recovered after Hondo’s attack on him. Guillermo’s got a lot of fight in him.

Tom: I’m guessing you like that in a man.

Jeannie: Why, yes, I do.

*The Big Man gets up and walks behind Guillermo, who’s on his knees. However, Guillermo grabs the Big Man’s arm, whips him over to the mat, and locks him into an armbar. Guillermo gets up, pulls him to the Lovers’ corner, and tags in Casimiro. They both put the Big Man into the ropes and whip him across the ring. The Big Man hits the opposite ropes and bounces off of them. As he runs back across the ring, Guillermo hits the Big Man with a clothesline while Casimiro spears him.*

Tom: And, the Big Man now has a Broken Heart thanks to the Latin Lovers.

Jeannie: If the Latin Lovers want to win, they need to keep up with the double teaming.

Tom: What? No “I’d love to be double teamed by the Latin Lovers” comment.

Jeannie: Why would I need to say that when it’s on my MySpace page.

*Guillermo exits the ring while Casimiro hits the Big Man with a shining wizard as he gets up. Then, Casimiro locks the Big Man into an armbar and picks him up. After a minute or two, the Big Man just picks up Casimiro and bodyslams him to the mat. Then, he walks over and tags in Hondo. Casimiro gets up, but the Big Man grabs him from behind. Hondo charges at them, and they hits Casimiro with a bicycle kick/German suplex combo.*

Tom: Shave And A Haircut for Casimiro Melendez. And, just like that, the tide has turned in the Big Bad Baldies favor.

Jeannie: On the brightside, Casimiro still has his gorgeous locks.

*Hondo picks up Casimiro and bodyslams him to the mat. He picks him up again and this time hits him with a running powerslam. Then, he picks up Casimiro again and this time puts him into the ropes. He tries to whip Casimiro across the ring, but Casimiro reverses him. Hondo hits the ropes and comes running back. Casimiro ducks, and Hondo jumps over him. Hondo hits the other ropes and comes running back. Casimiro jumps up and tries to leapfrog Hondo, but Hondo catches him and hits him with a vicious scoop powerslam. Casimiro jumps up in pain and then falls back to the mat.*

Tom: Sweet Something In The Somewhere! Hondo catches Casimiro and just nails him to the mat!

Jeannie: These Baldies are just vicious! They must be jealous of the Latin Lovers’ hair.

*Hondo picks up Casimiro. Casimiro amazing goes for a punch, but Hondo ducks. He grabs Casimiro as he turns around and hits him with a belly to back suplex. Casimiro rolls over onto his stomach. Hondo floats over him, sits down onto his back, grabs Casimiro’s chin, and pulls back. However, Casimiro is close to the ropes and gets his foot on the bottom rope. The ref calls for a break, but Hondo does not oblige. So, the referee begins a five count.*

Ref: 1…2…3…4…*Hondo breaks the hold.*

*Hondo gets off of Casimiro and then locks him into an armbar. Suddenly, Casimiro flips over onto his feet, reverses the armbar into one of his own, and locks Hondo into a side headlock. Hondo goes for another belly to back suplex, but Casimiro lands on his feet. He grabs Hondo from behind and hits him with a bridging German suplex. The ref makes a count.*

Ref: 1…2…*Hondo kicks out.*

Tom: Whoa! Casimiro gets a second wind and nearly gets a win out of nowhere!

Jeannie: Stamina. Another good quality in a man.

Tom: Gee, I wonder why you like that one.

Jeannie: Well, I like it if the guy can…

Tom: I was being sardonic!

*However, Hondo immediately pounces on Casimiro with a flurry of punches and knee shots. Then, he pulls Casimiro over to the Baldies’ corner and tags in the Big Man. Hondo lifts Casimiro up, and the Big Man hits him with an aided elevated DDT.*

Tom: The Bald DDT ends any second wind Casimiro was hoping to get.

Jeannie: Yeah, but wind can always blow again.

Tom: That was a nice analogy.

Jeannie: Why thank…Oh I get! Your being sarcastic or sardonic again! Well, screw you, Tom!

Tom: No, I really meant it! That was a good metaphor you used.

Jeannie: Oh. Sorry.

*Hondo exits the ring as the Big Man picks up Casimiro and places him into the ropes. He tries to whip Casimiro across the ring, but Casimiro reverses. The Big Man hits the opposite ropes and bounces off of them. Casimiro ducks to mat, and the Big Man jumps over him, hits the other ropes, and bounces off o them. The Big Man comes charging back and runs right into a hurricanrana. The Big Man gets up, and Casimiro hits him with another hurricanrana. The Big Man gets up again, and Casimiro hits him with a dropkick. The Big Man falls back into the rope and bounces off of them. Casimiro grabs the Big Man, amazingly lifts him up onto his shoulders, and hits him with a cross-legged Samoan driver. The audience applauds this feat of strength. Casimiro quickly goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*The Big Man kicks out.*

Tom: Santa Vaca! Casimiro Melendez somehow lifted all of the Big Man’s 352 pounds and hit him with Magical Realism!

Jeannie: Oh my! Casimiro is stronger than I ever thought!

*Casimiro and the Big Man get up. The Big Man goes for a punch, but Casimiro ducks, grabs the Big Man and hits him with a Northern Lights suplex, hooking his leg for another pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*The Big Man kicks out. The audience applauds this move as well.*

Tom: Again, Casimiro shows incredible strength with a Northern Lights suplex that almost gets a 3.

Jeannie: The Latin Lovers must have been hitting the gym. I can’t believe this strength.

Tom: Well, they both have gained 10 pounds from when we last saw them. That has to be muscle weight.

Jeannie: They have more muscles! Oh my!

*Casimiro grabs the Big Man’s legs and flips over for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*The Big Man wraps his arms around Casimiro, lifts himself and Casimiro up, rolls over, picks up Casimiro, and hits him with an overhead gutwrench backbreaker drop. Casimiro lands face first onto the mat.*

Tom: And, just like that, it all comes crashing down for Casimiro, thanks to the Big, Bad Breaker.

Jeannie: Damn! But, we shouldn’t count him out yet. Casimiro has just shown some impressive strength.

*The Big Man grabs both of Casimiro’s arm, picks him up, and takes him back to the mat with a double underhook powerbomb. Now, he goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Casimiro kicks out.*

Tom: Amazingly, Casimiro kicks out after that onslaught from the Big Man.

Jeannie: It’s going to take a lot to keep Casimiro down.

Tom: Was that a double entendre?

Jeannie: Maybe.

*The Big Man picks up Casimiro and goes for a powerbomb. However, Casimiro unleashes a flurry of punches onto the Big Man’s head, causing him to fall down. Casimiro rolls over and tags in Guillermo. The ladies pop as Guillermo charges at the Big Man as he gets up. However, the Big Man jumps back and tags in Hondo. The crowd boos a little as Hondo enters the ring and the Big Man exits. Guillermo and Hondo circle each other and size each other up. They tie up, and Hondo gets behind Guillermo and pushes him off. Guillermo looks a little annoyed. They circle each other again and then tie up. Hondo then pushes Guillermo to the mat and quickly locks him into an armbar. However, Guillermo rolls over onto his feet. Hondo quickly drives his knee into Guillermo’s arm a few times. Suddenly, Guillermo picks up Hondo and bodyslams him to the mat, but Hondo still as the armbar locked on and flips him over back onto the mat.*

Tom: Well, well, well! Guillermo Miramontes shows his own improvement in strength with a bodyslam, but Hank Hondo keeps that armbar locked onto Guillermo.

Jeannie: I have to say that I’m impressed with the Big, Bad Baldies. Not only are they very strong, but they’re good wrestlers. And, they don’t look half bad either.

*Hondo has the move locked on tight. Guillermo is able to flip back onto feet. Hondo however drives his knee into the arm again. Then, he pushes Guillermo back down onto the mat. Guillermo has to struggle to keep his shoulder off the mat. However, Hondo is able to push his shoulder to the mat.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo gets his shoulder up.*

*Hondo tries to push Guillermo’s shoulder back to the mat. He succeeds again.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo gets his shoulder up.*

*Then, Guillermo is able to get up onto his knees. Then, he gets up onto his feet. He pushes against Hondo’s chin to try and break the hold and pushes Hondo into the ropes. Guillermo whips Hondo across the ring. Hondo hits the opposite ropes and bounces off of them. Guillermo drops to the mat, and Hondo jumps over him. He hits the other ropes and bounces off of them. Guillermo catches Hondo and hits him with an over the shoulder belly to back piledriver.*

Tom: El Amor gives Guillermo the advantage. Now, he needs to capitalize on it.

Jeannie: El Amor, eh? *pause* I got nothing.

*Guillermo picks up Hondo and hits him with a European uppercut. Hondo falls to the mat. Guillermo then goes for a senton, but Hondo rolls out of the way. Guillermo hits the mat, and Hondo quickly locks on the armbar again. He pushes Guillermo back to the mat. Guillermo struggles again to keep his shoulder off the mat. However, Hondo is able to get him onto the mat.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo gets his shoulder up.*

*Guillermo then manages to get onto his knees. He pushes up on Hondo’s chin, gets onto his feet, and pushes Hondo into the ropes. Guillermo whips him across the ring. Hondo hits the opposite ropes, bounces off, and charges back at Guillermo. Guillermo hits the mat. Hondo jumps over him, hits the other ropes, bounces off of them, and comes running back. Guillermo gets up, charges at Hondo, and hits him with an underarm snap STO.*

Tom: Asi Nacemos to Hank Hondo. Man, this match keeps going back and forth.

Jeannie: You know what else I like that goes back and forth.

Tom: A tennis match?

Jeannie: No, but like tennis, it involves a lot of sweating, grunting, and balls.

Tom: Oh my God!

Jeannie: Hey! You set me up for it!

*Guillermo picks up Hondo and hits him with a DDT. He gets up again and goes for another senton, this time hitting it. Guillermo punches Hondo in the head a few times and then gets up off of him. He picks up Hondo and hits him with a standing spinebuster. Then, he grabs Hondo’s legs and flips over for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Hondo wraps his arms around Guillermo, lifts himself and Guillermo up, and turns around. However, Guillermo flips him over onto the mat, causing Hondo to let go.*

*Both men get up. Suddenly, Guillermo locks Hondo into a sleeperhold.*

Tom: Sleeperhold to Hank Hondo. Now, Guillermo is trying to put Hondo out.

Jeannie: Smart thinking. Weaken Hondo down so that even if this doesn’t win them the match, it will make him prone to the Lovers’ double team moves.

*Guillermo has it locked on tight. Hondo struggles to get out of it. However, Guillermo is able to keep him from breaking the hold. Hondo starts to fade, and Guillermo pushes him to the mat. Hondo keeps on fading. The ref checks to see if he’s out.*

Ref: *raises Hondo’s arm and drops it* 1…*raises Hondo’s arm and drops it* 2…*raises Hondo’s arm, but it doesn’t drop this time* NO!

*Suddenly, Hondo starts stirring around. He gets to his feet and starts to elbow Guillermo in the stomach. However, Guillermo doesn’t let go. Then, Hondo moves to a neutral corner and squashes Guillermo into the corner, causing him to let go of the hold. Hondo tries to walk away, but Guillermo catches him and locks the sleeperhold back onto Hondo. The ladies cheer this.*

Tom: Hondo gets out of the sleeperhold, but Guillermo locks it back on.

Jeannie: Boy, Hondo just can’t catch a break.

*Hondo quickly starts to fade again. He runs around to try and stay awake, but it doesn’t work. He starts slipping into unconsciousness. Suddenly, he falls onto the bottom rope. When this happens, Guillermo hits throat-first onto the second rope, causing him to let go of the hold. Hondo is out on the bottom rope while Guillermo is on the mat holding his throat. As the referee checks on Hondo, the Big Man slips into the ring and drops an elbow onto Guillermo’s throat. Casimiro immediately runs into the ring to stop the Big Man, but the referee sees him and stops him. As the ref tries to get Casimiro to exit the ring, the Big Man chokes Guillermo.*

Tom: I don’t believe this! After Guillermo hit the rope with his throat, the Big Man slipped in to choke him. And, Casimiro can’t help his partner because the referee doesn’t see it and is trying to keep him out of the match.

Jeannie: The Big Man better not be permanently damaging Guillermo sexy voice!

Tom: I’m glad to see you’re focusing on the most important part.

*The Big Man exits the ring as Casimiro reluctantly leaves the ring as well. Meanwhile, Hondo gets up. He sees Guillermo on the mat holding his throat and walks over to him. He picks up Guillermo by his throat, lifts him up into the air, and drops him to the mat with a chokebomb, and stays there for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo kicks out.*

Tom: Killer Bomb to Guillermo, and it looks like the Baldies are going to dictate this match for the time being.

Jeannie: Yeah, this match has turned into the Baldies’ favor.

*Hondo picks up Guillermo and throws him into a neutral corner. Then, he whips him across the ring into the opposite corner. Guillermo hits the corner chest first hard, bouncing out of it. Suddenly, Hondo charges behind him and hits him with a running big boot to the back of his head. Guillermo falls to the mat face first. The ladies in the crowd boo this, but Hondo looks like he could care less. He rolls Guillermo over for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo kicks out.*

Tom: Somehow, Guillermo kicks out after that big boot to the back of his head.

Jeannie: He could have broken ribs and a cracked skull. I should go check on him.

Tom: Sit down!

Jeannie: What do you have against me wanting to help out hurt wrestlers!?

Tom: It’s not your job!

Jeannie: Oh, you’re gonna throw that back into my face!

*Hondo picks up Guillermo and throws him into the Baldies’ corner. He tags in the Big Man, and they pull him from the corner and hit him with a double suplex. Hondo leaves the ring as the Big Man drops an elbow onto Guillermo’s throat. He picks up Guillermo, puts him into the ropes, and whips him across the ring. As he bounces off the ropes, the Big Man grabs him and hits him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Then, he picks up Guillermo and hits him with an over the shoulder reverse piledriver. The Big Man goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo kicks out. The Big Man is shocked and argues with the ref over the call.*

Tom: The Big, Bad Driver does not get the three count, but apparently the Big Man feels otherwise.

Jeannie: He better be careful. Guillermo could use this opportunity to regain control of the match.

*The Big Man eventually stops yelling at the ref and grabs Guillermo by his hair. He throws Guillermo into the corner. Then, the Big Man charges at Guillermo and hits him with a corner avalanche. After a few throat thrusts, the Big Man tries to whip Guillermo into the other corner; but Guillermo reverse and sends the Big Man to the other corner. He charges at the Big Man, but he moves out of the way; and Guillermo goes shoulder first into the steel post. The ladies boo what has happened, but the Big Man just laughs.*

Tom: Guillermo goes shoulder first into the steel post, and the Big Man is happy about this!

Jeannie: That bastard!

Tom: I’m sure that stinged him to his very soul.

Jeannie: Now, you’re being sarcastic.

Tom: Correct.
*Guillermo falls to apron and then to the floor mat. Casimiro goes to check on his partner. But, the referee forces him back to his corner. Then, he begins a 10 count.*

Ref: 1…

2…*Guillermo gets to his feet.*

3…*The Big Man exits the ring.*

4…*The Big Man grabs Guillermo.*

5…*The Big Man throws Guillermo shoulder first into the steel post. The ladies boo this.*

6…*The Big Man reenters the ring, breaking the count.*

*Then, the Big Man grabs Guillermo by his hair and pulls him up onto the apron. Then, the Big Man tries to suplex Guillermo into the ring, but Guillermo grabs the ropes and stops this. Then, he suplexes the Big Man to the outside. The Big Man lands on the floor and grabs his knee, and Guillermo hangs on to the ropes. The crowd applauds this.*

Tom: The Big Man tries to suplex Guillermo into the ring, but Guillermo reverses it on him.

Jeannie: Again, the momentum shifts from one team to the other. It’s like a see-saw.

*Guillermo gets off the apron, grabs the Big Man, and throws him into the ring. Then, Guillermo reenters the ring and quickly tags in Casimiro. Casimiro quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle, jumps off, and hits the Big Man with a diving leg drop. Then, he goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*The Big Man kicks out.*

Tom: And, Casimiro reenters the match with News Of A Kidnapping, but it doesn’t affect the Big Man enough for the three count.

Jeannie: News Of A Kidnapping, eh? *pause* Again, nothing.

Tom: Good book, though.

Jeannie: Yeah, it is pretty good.

*Casimiro gets up and goes to work on the Big Man’s knee. He kicks the back of it a few times and then drops an elbow onto it. Casimiro gets up and drops another elbow onto it. He hits Casimiro a few more elbow drops onto the Big Man’s knee. Then, he locks the Big Man into a cloverleaf. However, the Big Man pushes up off the mat and pushes Casimiro off with his legs. They both get up and charge at each other, but Casimiro hits him with a side slam backbreaker. Then, he goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*The Big Man kicks out.*

Tom: Clandestine In Chile almost gets a three count.

Jeannie: Well, the Big Man was too big for Casimiro for that to be effective.

Tom: True, if he had been smaller, then that move would have worked.

*He picks up the Big Man and whips him into the Lovers’ corner. Casimiro tags in Guillermo, and they pull him to the center of the ring. Then, they hit the Big Man with Total Elimination.*

Tom: Ode To Aphrodite for the Big Man.

Jeannie: I’m sure he feels that Aphrodite “odes” him something.

Tom: No.

Jeannie: But…

Tom: Just no!

*Casimiro exits the ring as Guillermo stomps on the Big Man. Then, Guillermo hits him with a standing moonsault. Then, Guillermo picks up the Big Man and places him into the ropes. He whips the Big Man across the ring and charges at him as he hits the opposite ropes. Guillermo goes for a dropkick, but the Big Man holds on to the ropes; and Guillermo hits the mat. Both men go for a tag, but the Big Man gets to his partner first. Hondo comes into the ring and stops Guillermo from getting the tag. He places Guillermo into the ropes and whips him across the ring. He hits and bounces off the opposite ropes, and Hondo charges at him and hits him with a rolling lariat. He goes for a cover.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo kicks out.*

Tom: Killer Line almost gets the win for his team.

Jeannie: Killer Line?

Tom: Like, clothesline but deadly.

Jeannie: Oh! I didn’t get it because I was distracted by the Latin Lovers’ sexiness.

*Hondo gets up, picks up Guillermo, and hits him with a running powerslam. Then, he tags in the Big Man, who enters the ring. Both men pick up Guillermo and hit him with a double DDT. Hondo exits the ring as the Big Man picks up Guillermo and locks him into a full nelson. Then, he hits a dragon suplex. The Big Man gets up and tags in Hondo again. Hondo enters the ring as the Big Man picks up Guillermo. They place him into the ropes and whip him across the ring. As Guillermo bounces off the ropes and comes charging back, the Baldies charge at him and hit him with a double clothesline. The Big Man exits the ring as Hondo picks him up and hits him with a side belly to belly suplex. Then, Hondo gets up and tags in the Big Man. The Big Man climbs up to the top turnbuckle as Hondo picks up Guillermo in an electric chair. Then, the Big Man jumps off and hits Guillermo with a diving clothesline. Hondo exits the ring as the Big Man covers him.*

Ref: 1…2…*Guillermo kicks out.*

Tom: The Bald Device nearly gets the three. I’m amazed that Guillermo was able to survive that onslaught of quick tags and double team moves.

Jeannie: And, I’m amazed that the Big Man went to the top turnbuckle.

Tom: Again, you somehow manage to focus on the most important part.

*The Big Man picks up Guillermo and hits him with a vertical suplex piledriver. Then, he walks over to Casimiro and taunts him. The Big Man then covers Guillermo.*

Ref: 1…2…*Casimiro rushes into the ring and breaks up the pin.*

Tom: I don’t get it. The Big, Bad Suplex surely would have won this match for the Baldies, but the Big Man’s taunting of Casimiro put the kibosh on that.

Jeannie: He got cocky, and that’s not good in a wrestling match. Though, getting cocky is good in…

Tom: I think we all know where you’re talking about.

*Casimiro tries to exit the ring, but the Big Man hits him from behind with a forearm shot, sending Casimiro to the floor. Then, the Big Man picks up Guillermo and throws him to the outside. The referee admonishes the Big Man for what he did to Casimiro, and the Big Man argues with him. This creates a distraction for Hondo as he sneaks up on Guillermo and hits him with a diving bulldog from the apron.*

Tom: What the heck! The Big Man distracts the ref so Hondo can hit Guillermo with the Killer Bulldog.

Jeannie: That’s smart. Keep the ref looking at you while your partner beats up the guy on the outside. That’s Tag Team 101, Tom! How could you not know that!?

Tom: I knew it! I just don’t like it!

Jeannie: Well, life sucks, and then you die.

Tom: Wow! That was beautiful and optimistic.

*Hondo throw Guillermo back into the ring. The Big Man picks him up for a belly to back suplex, Hondo reenters the ring, and they hit him with a belly to back suplex/neckbreaker combo.*

Tom: The Bald Drop to Guillermo. It doesn’t look good for the Latin Lovers.

Jeannie: It maybe time for…

Tom: Don’t say it!

Jeannie: PANTY POWER!

Tom: Of God!

*Hondo exits the ring as The Big Man picks up Guillermo. Then, Hondo climbs up to the top turnbuckle and hits Guillermo with an aided diving bulldog.*

Tom: The Electric Razor to Guillermo. They are really stepping up with the double team moves.

Jeannie: Which means it’s time for Casimiro to step up with the Panty Power!

Tom: Please stop. Please STOP!

*Hondo exits the ring. The Big Man picks up Guillermo and places him against the ropes. He tags in Hondo and then whips Guillermo across the ring and charges at him as he bounces off the ropes. Hondo is about to get in, but the Big Man tells him to wait. However, Guillermo catches him off guard and hits him with a running single knee facebreaker. The ladies pop as both men lay on the mat. Hondo runs into the ring and picks up Guillermo. Suddenly, Guillermo grabs Hondo and hits him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. The ladies pop again, and all three men are on the mat.*

Tom: Somebody Stop Me! Guillermo somehow takes out both of the Baldies.

Jeannie: Now is the perfect time for Panty Power!

Tom: Oh God! You have to find a better name for that!

Jeannie: Never!

*Casimiro gets up and sees all three men on the mat. So, he jumps onto the apron, pulls out the panties her got earlier, and throws them into the ring. They land perfectly onto Guillermo’s face. His arm shoots up and grabs the panties. Guillermo takes a big whip and kips up. The ladies pop wildly.*

Jeannie: PANTY POWER!!!!

Tom: Well, at least it’s over.

*Hondo and the Big Man get up. Guillermo superkicks Hondo into a neutral corner. The Big Man grabs Guillermo, but Guillermo kicks him in the stomach, grabs him, and hits him with a leg hook swinging reverse STO.*

Tom: A Vous Les Femmes to the Big Man! Guillermo Miramontes is on a roll.

Jeannie: Thanks to PANTY POWER!

Tom: That has gotten real old real fast!

*Guillermo gets up, charges at Hondo in the corner, and hits him with a running double knee strike. Then, he rolls over onto his feet, grabs Hondo, and hits him with a cross-legged fisherman buster.*

Tom: Guillermo hits Hondo with La Carretera.

Jeannie: Behold! The power of the panties is mighty!

Tom: For the love of God, Guillermo, tag in Casimiro so she’ll stop!

*Guillermo then runs over to his corner and tags in Casimiro. The ladies pop as Casimiro runs into the ring and hits the Big Man with a hurricanrana as he gets up. The Big Man gets up and goes for a clothesline, but Casimiro ducks, gets behind him, grabs him, and hits him with a falling reverse DDT. Then, Hondo gets up and charges at Casimiro as he gets up, but Casimiro catches him with a swinging side slam backbreaker.*

Tom: In Evil Hour from the fresh Casimiro. This is starting to look like the Latin Lovers will pull out a victory in this match!

Jeannie: All thanks to Panty Power.

Tom: That better be the last one.

Jeannie: We’ll see.

*Casimiro and the Big Man get up. The Big Man tries to hit Casimiro with a bicycle kick, but he catches the Big Man’s leg. Then, he picks up the Big Man and hits him with a shin breaker followed into a modified leg hook saito suplex.*

Tom: Living To Tell The Tale to the Big Man.

Jeannie: That’s a new one. Hopefully it will keep him out of the match for a while.

*Casimiro gets up. Suddenly, Hondo charges at Casimiro from behind, but Guillermo stops Hondo and wraps around behind him. Casimiro sees this, and charges at them. Then, they hit Hondo with an STO/German suplex combo.*

Tom: It’s Valentine’s Day for Hank Hondo.

Jeannie: And, he just felt Cupid’s Arrow.

Tom: That was a good one.

Jeannie: Thank you!

*The Lovers get up. Suddenly, the Big Man charges at them, but the Lovers hit him with a double dropkick. The Big Man falls back into the ropes and bounces off of them. The Lovers get up and hit the Big Man with a double superkick. The Big Man falls to the outside. Hondo gets up and charges at the Lovers, but they catch him and hit him with a double gutbuster. Guillermo picks up Hondo while Casimiro climbs to the top rope. Then, they hit Hondo with an alley oop/diving bulldog combo.*

Tom: The Epic Love Poem to Hondo. It is just a matter of time now!

Jeannie: Epic Love Poem, eh? *pause* Um…nothing.

*The Lovers get up. This time Guillermo climbs to the top turnbuckle as Casimiro picks up Hondo. Then, Guillermo jumps off, and they hit Hondo with a flying neckbreaker/powerbomb combo. Then, Casimiro goes for the pin.*

Ref: 1…2…3! *The bell rings, the Lovers’ music plays, and the ladies pop.*

Tom: And, the Latin Lovers win with the Ways Of Love.

Jeannie: That’s because the Ways Of Love always prevail.

Tom: Wow. That sounded sweet.

Jeannie: You know what else always prevails—PANTY POWER!!!!

Tom: And, there goes all that sweetness.

*The Lovers get up and celebrate their victory. Meanwhile, the Big Man grabs Hondo, and they both exit, cursing the Lovers.*

Tom: Well, the Lovers did W*I*G successfully beating the Big Bad Baldies.

Jeannie: And, thinks will only get better for the Latin Lovers. Especially tonight with what I have planned for them.

Tom: And, what would that be? Wait! Don’t tell me! I don’t want to know.

Jeannie: Okay. *pause* PANTY POWER!

Tom: DAMMIT, JEANNIE!!!!

*Cut to a promo for W*I*G Vindication.*

[TNT]

*We open on the ring again with Howard Finkel and Kinji Mizuhashi standing in the middle of the ring.*

Howard Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

*Mizuhashi translates for the Japanese crowd.*

*TNT’s music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCX8gDW4YS0

Finkel: Introducing first, coming down the aisle, at 6 feet 5 inches, weighing 252 pounds, being accompanied by Tracy Jones, Nicole Michaels, and Talia Bell, from Superior, Arizona—TOBY NICHOLAS TUCKER, TNT.

*Mizuhashi translates for the Japanese crowd.*

*TNT comes out to some boos that get louder as he and the girls emerge from the curtains. TNT is wearing yellow wrestling tights with “TNT” in white down the legs, white wrist tape, and black cowboy boots with a fire design on them. He also has that horseshoe tied to a rope around his neck. The girls are wearing matching yellow shirts, tight black Capri pants, and yellow shoes. They are also holding water bottles and towels for TNT. All four walk down to the ring as a lot of pyro goes off behind them. TNT walks up the steps, onto the apron, and through the ropes, while the girls walk over to a corner far from the side of the ring facing the screen. TNT walks over to the corner where the girls are as the girls climb up onto the apron. TNT takes off the horseshoe necklace and hands it to Talia.*

Tom Bailey: Welcome back, and this should be an interesting bout as TNT, Toby Nicholas, Tucker, will take on one of TigerPath’s most popular wrestlers, HGH, Howard George Hammond.

Jeannie Lawless: TNT? HGH? It’s a battle of palindrome initials.

Tom: Palindrome?

Jeannie: Words that are read the same way from either left to right or right to left. Like kayak or rotator.

Tom: Oh. I knew that. I was just seeing if you did.

Jeannie: Yeah, sure, whatever.

*HGH’s music plays as the lights go out.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=gKMHtcZ7dAQ

Finkel: And, his opponent, coming down the aisle, at 6 feet 10 inches, weighing in at 350 pounds, from San Francisco, CA—HOWARD GEORGE HAMMOND, HGH.

*The crowd’s cheers are deafening as HGH flashes on the screen in different colors. A spotlight comes on, shining on a choir that is harmonizing to “Like A Prayer.” Then, some dancers come out and start doing some slow dances to the beginning of the song. Then, the choir starts singing.*

Choir: God?
Life is a mystery,
Everyone must stand alone.
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home.

*Suddenly, HGH comes down from the rafters in a harness. He is wearing a long white feathery vest, black wrist tape, white wrestling shorts, and black boots. He also has a handless microphone on his head. He unhooks himself. Then, the lights come on. HGH and the dancers start clapping above their heads, and he starts singing with the choir.*

HGH and Choir: When you call my name, it's like a little prayer.
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there. *HGH and the dancers drop to their knees.*
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power. *HGH and the dancers gyrate up a little.*
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers jump up.*

*HGH and the dancers freeze. The choir stops singing as HGH goes into a solo.*

HGH: I hear your voice,
It's like an angel sighing.
I have no choice,
I hear your voice,
Feels like flying.
I close my eyes,
Oh God, I think I'm falling,
Out of the sky. I close my eyes,
Heaven help me.

*HGH and the dancers unfreeze and start doing the running man to the ring.*

HGH: When you call my name, it's like a little prayer.
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there.
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power.
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there

*HGH and the dancers freeze again as HGH goes into another solo.*

HGH: Like a child,
You whisper softly to me.
You're in control just like a child,
Now I'm dancing.
It's like a dream,
No end and no beginning.
You're here with me, it's like a dream.
Let the choir sing.

*HGH and the dancers unfreeze and start doing a belly dance-like dance to the ring as the choir starts singing again.*

HGH and the choir: When you call my name, it's like a little prayer. *HGH and the dancers spin around.*
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there. *HGH and the dancers stop and do a shimmy.*
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power. *HGH and the dancers do the Thriller dance to the ring.*
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers start clapping above their heads again.*

When you call my name, it's like a little Prayer. *HGH and the dancers spin around again.*
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there. *HGH and the dancers fall to their knees.*
In the midnight hour, I can feel your power. *HGH and the dancers gyrate up a little.*
Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers jump up.*

*TNT and the girls look on in disbelief, except for Nicole, who is dancing along with the music. TNT sees this, slaps her across her shoulder, and tells her to stop. Nicole does but looks disappointed about it. However, she goes back to dancing when TNT turns around.*

HGH and the choir: Life is a mystery, *HGH and the dancers start dancing like they are playing Dance-Dance Revolution.*
Everyone must stand alone. *HGH and the dancers jump to the ring.*
I hear you call my name *HGH and the dancers jump onto the ring apron.*
And it feels like home. *HGH and the dancers enter the ring.*

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there. *HGH moves to the center of the ring.*
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery. *The dancers circle HGH, and they all start freestyling.*
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem. *Suddenly, the lights go out again.*
Just like a prayer, no choice, your voice can take me there. *Then, a disco ball comes down above the ring.*

Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers start emulating moves from a Backstreet Boys music video.*
It's like a dream to me. *HGH and the dancers start emulating moves from an N’Sync music video.*
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers start emulating moves from a Britney Spears music video.*
It's like a dream to me. *HGH and the dancers start emulating moves from a Christina Aguilera music video.*
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers start emulating moves from a Madonna music video.*
It's like a dream to me. *Suddenly, a dancer breaks from the circle.*
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *She runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and runs toward HGH.*
It's like a dream to me. *HGH catches her and holds her up like Patrick Swayze holding up Jennifer Grey in “Dirty Dancing.*

(Medley) *HGH spins her around and then puts her down.*

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there. *Suddenly, HGH and the dancers run to the ropes.*
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery. *They stop and moonwalk across the ring.*
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem. *Once they get to the opposite ropes, they all doe a spin.*
Just like a prayer, no choice, your voice can take me there. *Then, HGH and the dancers do a lean ala Michael Jackson in the “Smooth Criminal” music video.*

Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers dance to the center of the ring.*
It's like a dream to me. *The dancers circle HGH again as he freestyles.*
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *The dancers run around HGH faster and faster.*
It's like a dream to me. *The dancers continue to run faster and faster around HGH.*
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *HGH slowly moves to his knees as the dancers circle him; they also start to slow down.*
It's like a dream to me. *HGH curls up into a ball, and the dancers stop running around in a circle and cover him.*
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there. *HGH and the dancers stay there for a few seconds.*
It's like a dream to me. *Then, HGH and the dancers jump up and hold for a pose.*

*The music stops, and the lights come on. The crowd is cheering like crazy. Then, the dancers exit the ring, and they and the choir leave the ringside area. The disco ball goes back up to the rafters. HGH takes off his feathery vest and hands it to Kinji Mizuhashi.*

Tom: Sweet Baby James! What an entrance!

Jeannie: That was like the greatest thing ever! I want to have sex with HGH just because of what I saw!

Tom: I’m a little confused as to why he did Michael Jackson dances to a Madonna.

Jeannie: Who cares!? That was awesome and that’s all that matters!

*The bell rings, and Finkel and Mizuhashi exit the ring. Tracy, Nicole, and Talia get. down off the apron but stay close to the corner. HGH and TNT just stare at each other. Both men have their fists raise as they slowly walk toward the center of the ring. Suddenly, TNT dropkicks HGH’s right knee. This barely phases HGH, but TNT gets back up and dropkicks the knee again. Then, he gets up, grabs HGH’s leg, and takes him down with a dragon screw leg whip. But, HGH just gets back up. TNT goes for another dropkick to HGH’s right knee and then goes for another dragon screw leg whip. However, HGH grabs TNT, picks him up, and drops him to the mat with a gutwrench powerbomb. The crowd goes wild as HGH yells at TNT “Bring it, bitch!” TNT quickly moves to the corner he was just standing in, and the girls comfort him.*

Tom: Gutwrench powerbomb sends TNT cowering to his corner.

Jeannie: He’s not cowering! He’s respecting HGH’s strength.

Tom: Well, regardless, TNT was showing some intelligence by going for HGH’s leg.

Jeannie: Oh yeah! He’s not going to be able to out power HGH, but if he can take out a knee or arm and lock in a submission, then TNT has a chance to win this match.

*Suddenly, TNT charges at HGH, but he just hits TNT with a big boot. TNT falls to the mat like a bag of cement. Then, HGH drops hits TNT with an elbow drop. HGH gets up and hits him with another elbow drop. HGH gets up again and goes for another elbow drop, but TNT rolls out of the way. HGH gets up and tries again, but TNT continues to roll out of the ring. Eventually, TNT rolls out of the ring, and the girls help him out.*

Tom: TNT rolls out of the ring.

Jeannie: That’s good. He needs a breather.

Tom: A breather!? The match just began!

Jeannie: So?

*The ref begins a ten count.*

Ref: 1…*Nicole and Tracy wipe some “dirt” off of TNT.*

2…*Talia opens a water bottle as Nicole and Tracy continue wiping TNT.*

3…*Talia hands the water bottle to TNT.*

4…*TNT drinks from the water bottle.*

5…*TNT hands the water bottle back to Talia.*

6…*TNT finally gets back into the ring.*

*A frustrated HGH charges at TNT, but TNT rolls back out of the ring. The audience boos this.*

Tom: Not again. He just took a breather. Now, TNT needs another.

Jeannie: He must have gotten exhausted watching HGH’s entrance.

*The ref begins another 10 count.*

Ref: 1…*TNT asks for the water bottle back.*

2…*Talia hands the bottle to him.*

3…*TNT drinks from it.*

4…*Tracy and Nicole got back to wiping TNT with their towels as he hands the bottle back to Talia.*

5…*HGH is getting very frustrated as TNT stalls on the outside of the ring. The boos get louder.*

6…*TNT finally reenters the ring.*

*HGH charges at TNT again, but TNT just rolls out of the ring again. The crowd begins to boo loudly.*

Tom: Again, TNT goes to the outside.

Jeannie: Maybe he’s still a little dirty.

Tom: I amazed at how TNT has gotten this normally reserved Japanese crowd into such a frenzy.

Jeannie: They’re just jealous of his good looks and that he hangs around three good-looking women.

*The ref begins another 10 count.*

Ref: 1…*TNT asks for the water bottle again.*

2…*Talia hands him the bottle.*

3…*TNT drink from it.*

4…*TNT hands the bottle back to Talia.*

5…*Tracy rubs the towel over TNT’s face again.*

6…*HGH gets fed up, and exits the ring. He jumps off the apron, the girls move out of the way, and TNT is hit with a double axe-handle from HGH and falls to his knees.*

Tom: Finally, HGH does something about TNT’s stalling.

Jeannie: Well, that’s not nice.

Tom: Neither is taking unnecessary breathers during a match after it just began.

Jeannie: Says you!

*The ref restarts the count.*

Ref: 1…*HGH hits TNT with some clubbing forearms to the back.*

2…*HGH continues giving TNT forearm shots to the back as he gets up.*

3…*HGH starts hitting TNT with some European uppercuts.*

4…*TNT claws at HGH’s eyes.*

5…*TNT then tries to whip HGH into the steel post.*

6…*However, HGH counters by not letting go of TNT’s arm and picks him up onto his shoulders.*

7…*Suddenly, HGH hits TNT with an F-5 to the ring post. The audience lets out a groan and applauds HGH.*

8…*HGH rolls into the ring to break the count.*

Tom: Good God Almighty! HGH F-5’s TNT into the ring post.

Jeannie: That’s gonna break a few ribs.

*The girls check on TNT. Then, HGH rolls out of the ring. He picks up TNT and throws him into the ring. HGH reenters the ring, gets up, picks up TNT, and hits him with another gutwrench powerbomb. He picks up TNT again and hits him with a double rib breaker, pushing TNT off his knee and onto the mat. HGH bends over to pick up TNT, but TNT kicks him in the head. HGH staggers back shaking his head. TNT gets up, holding his torso. Then, he gets up, runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and runs toward HGH; but HGH grabs him and locks him into a bearhug.*

Tom: TNT almost gets the upper hand, but HGH stops it with a bearhug.

Jeannie: It has to be his ribs. If he hadn’t have taken that F-5 to the ringpost, then he would have been fast enough to attack HGH and not get locked into that bearhug.

*HGH thrashes TNT around a lot. TNT screams out in pain. After several seconds, HGH slows down and eventually stops shaking TNT. He has the move locked on tight. Every few seconds, HGH shakes TNT to wrench the pain. The girls cheer on TNT, but it doesn’t seem to do him any good. TNT starts fading and the ref begins a count.*

Ref: *picks up TNT’s arm and lets it drop to his side* 1…*picks up TNT’s arm again and lets it drop to his side* 2…*picks up TNT’s arm, but it doesn’t drop this time* NO!

Jeannie: Yes! The bearhug didn’t work!

Tom: TNT is still in this match!

*Suddenly, TNT punches HGH. He grabs HGH’s head and punches him again. He hits HGH with several more punches, but HGH won’t let go of the hold. So, TNT moves his arms back and claps them together with HGH’s head in between. But, this doesn’t cause HGH to let go of the hold. So, TNT does it again. HGH still doesn’t let go of the hold. TNT does it again, but still no dice. TNT goes for another try, but suddenly, HGH charges toward the corner and squashes TNT into the turnbuckles. HGH lets go of the bearhug, and TNT falls against the ropes. Then, he moves away from the corner, charges at TNT, and hits him with a running big boot to the face. Then, HGH hits TNT with a few shoulder thrusts to his ribs. HGH hits TNT with several forearm shots, causing TNT to fall into a seated position in the corner, and starts stomping on TNT’s ribs. Then, HGH starts choking TNT with his foot. The ref begins a 5 count.*

Ref: 1…2…3…*HGH removes his foot from TNT’s neck.*

*Suddenly, HGH starts choking him again. The referee tries to pull HGH off of TNT, but HGH just throws the ref to the mat.*

Tom: Whoa! HGH just threw the referee to the mat!

Jeannie: He better be careful, or he’ll get disqualified.

*HGH continues to choke TNT with his foot. The referee gets up and gets in between HGH and TNT. He is able to push HGH off of TNT. Then, HGH pushes the ref to the mat. Suddenly, TNT gets up and hits HGH with a bicycle kick to the head, knocking HGH into the other corner. TNT gets up, holding his ribs. HGH walks out of the corner, holding his head. Suddenly, TNT runs across the ring, hits the opposite ropes, bounces off of them, charges toward HGH, and hits him with a clothesline that takes both men to the outside.*

Tom: Amazing! TNT was able to hit HGH with a bicycle kick, run across the ring, and clothesline HGH and himself to the outside despite the attack on his ribs.

Jeannie: Well, he’s tough. Plus, he took some breathers and got a lot of oxygen in his system.

Tom: You’re not really using those stalling tactics to explain TNT’s burst of speed, are you?

Jeannie: I don’t need, too. TNT just did it himself.

*Both men get up. Nicole enters the ring and gets into an argument with the referee. HGH is holding his head and turns him back onto TNT. TNT sees this, grabs HGH from behind, and rams him into the steel guardrail. With the referee still distracted, Tracy grabs a chair and throws it to TNT. Then, TNT hits HGH in his right shoulder with the chair. He grabs the chair by its legs and swings it onto HGH’s shoulder.*

Tom: I don’t believe this! Nicole has the referee distracted so that TNT can hit HGH with a chair!

Jeannie: He’s just doing what I suggested: take out a limb and then lock on a submission hold.

Tom: I doubt he heard you, Jeannie.

Jeannie: He didn’t need to hear me, Tom! That’s Wrestling 101.

*TNT grabs HGH and throws him back into the ring as Nicole exits the ring. HGH gets up onto his knees, but TNT takes him back over onto the mat with a snapmare takeover. Then, TNT runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and drops an elbow onto HGH’s shoulder. TNT gets up and stomps on HGH’s shoulder a few times. Then, he picks up HGH. Suddenly, HGH thrusts his head into TNT’s stomach. Then, he picks up TNT with his good arm, charges to the corner, and squashes TNT into it. He hits TNT with several shoulder thrusts. Then, he moves away from the corner, walks across the ring, and charges at TNT, going for a spear. However, TNT jumps up onto the top turnbuckle; and HGH is unable to stop himself and hits the post with that bad shoulder. TNT waits on the turnbuckle for HGH to move from the corner. He slowly does. Then, TNT puts his feet onto the second rope, grabs HGH, and hits him with a tornado DDT followed into a fujiwara armbar.*

Tom: Nuclear Explosion to HGH! And after he ran shoulder first into the steel post! TNT has definitely gained the upper hand.

Jeannie: TNT needs stay on top of that arm, and he’ll have this match in the bag.

*TNT has the move locked on tight. However, HGH is too strong from TNT and starts to push up off the mat. Then, HGH is able to get up onto his feet. Suddenly, TNT grabs HGH and hits him with a Russian leg sweep, taking him back to the mat. TNT gets up and picks up HGH into a sitting position. Then, he hits HGH with several MMA elbows. After minute or two of these, TNT locks HGH into a triangle choke; he also twists HGH’s arm to put pressure on his shoulder. HGH struggles to get out of it, but TNT has the move locked on tight. Suddenly, HGH grabs TNT’s neck. Then, he grabs TNT’s tights with his free hand, picks up TNT, and powerbombs him to the mat, causing him to let go of the hold. The audience cheers and applauds the move.*

Tom: Holy Hannah Montana! HGH powerbombs TNT to get out of the triangle choke.

Jeannie: I’m impressed. But, HGH needs to be careful because TNT will pounce back onto that shoulder.

*HGH rolls his shoulder around to get some feeling back into it while TNT gets up. TNT leans against the ropes. Then, HGH charges at TNT and hits him with a strong clothesline that sends him to the outside. HGH exits the ring, and the ref begins a 10 count.*

Ref: 1…*HGH waits for TNT to get up.*

2…*TNT gets up, and HGH hits him with a big boot.*

3…*Suddenly, Talia jumps onto of TNT to protect him from HGH.*

4…*HGH grabs Talia by her hair and pulls her off of TNT.*

5…*Tracy and Nicole run over to try and get HGH to let go of Talia.*

6…*HGH throws Talia off into Tracy and Nicole, sending all three women to the floor.*

7… *TNT gets up and reenters the ring.*

*HGH rolls his shoulder around while the girls get up. Suddenly, TNT runs across the ring, bounces off the opposite ropes, runs back across the ring, jumps through the ropes, and hits HGH with a suicide dive into a horizontal European uppercut, sending HGH back first into the steel guardrail.*

Tom: Sweet Lassie In Tallahassee! TNT hits HGH with a suicide dive European uppercut and sends him into the guardrail!

Jeannie: Amazing! I wonder what other moves TNT can bust out of nowhere!

Tom: I’m guessing you’re not talking about wrestling moves.

Jeannie: Nope.

*TNT gets up and get onto the apron. Then, he starts arguing with the referee, creating a distraction. As this goes on, the girls get up. They quickly pounce on HGH, attacking his injured shoulder. Then, Talia walks over and grabs that chair TNT used on HGH’s shoulder earlier as Nicole and Tracy keep on attacking HGH’s shoulder. Suddenly, HGH pushes the girls off of him. However, Talia runs up to him and hits him in the shoulder with the chair.*

Tom: What the hell! Talia just hit HGH’s shoulder with the chair as TNT distracts the referee!

Jeannie: What did you expect!? Don’t you remember what he did to L. Rey and James “Magnum” Constance?

Tom: I figured he would have respected our sister company TigerPath by fighting a good clean match.

Jeannie: Well, you figured wrong.

*Tracy and Nicole get up, and then all three girls grab HGH and throw him back into the ring. TNT then walks through the ropes. He walks over to HGH and stomps on his shoulder a few times. Then, he elbow drops HGH’s shoulder. TNT then gets down and quickly locks HGH into a crossface chickenwing with body scissors.*

Tom: Second Degree Burn to HGH. I may not approve of how TNT injured HGH’s shoulder, but I have to admit that it is very effective!

Jeannie: You got that right. As long as HGH isn’t able to get out of this move, then TNT should have this match won.

*TNT has the move locked on tight, but HGH struggles to get out of it. The girls cheer on TNT. HGH tries rolling around in order to get onto his arm and legs. However, he’s not having much luck. Then, HGH suddenly gets a burst of energy and rolls over onto his arm and legs. He pushes himself off the mat and stands, with TNT still on his back. Then, he runs backwards into a corner, squashing TNT against the turnbuckles causing him to let go of the hold.*

Tom: I don’t believe it! HGH got out of another submission hold!

Jeannie: That’s not good for TNT. He’s got find a way to either find a way severely weaken HGH or put him in a hold that HGH can’t get out of.

Tom: Judging by what I’ve seen so far, that might be impossible.

Jeannie: I wouldn’t count TNT out just yet.

Tom: You’re not just saying that because you want to have sex with him, are you?

Jeannie: No! *pause* Okay, yes, but it’s only like fifteen percent of the reason.

*HGH moves away from the corner, rolling his shoulder around. He gets to the opposite corner and then charges at TNT. However, TNT gets his feet up, and HGH, unable to stop, runs right into TNT’s boots. He spins around because this while TNT gets up onto the second rope and waits until HGH turns around. He does, and TNT hits him with a diving European uppercut. HGH stumbles backwards. TNT gets up, charges at HGH, and hits him with a running big boot. HGH falls to his knees. Then, TNT runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off of them, and hits HGH with a bicycle kick to the back of his head. HGH falls face first to the mat. TNT quickly pounces on him, locking him into a bridging grounded double chickenwing.*

Tom: Third Degree Burn locked onto HGH! This may be it for him.

Jeannie: I don’t see how he’s gonna get out of this one. TNT has this match in the bag.

*TNT has the move locked on tight. HGH yells out in pain. He struggles a little, and there is really no way for him to get out of this. The girls cheer on TNT. Suddenly, a few cheers come from the crowd. The cameras turn to see what is going on, and we see James “Magnum” Constance walking down to the ring. Tracy sees Magnum walking down to the ring and she tells the other girls. They quickly go to confront him.*

Jeannie: MAGNUM!!!!

Tom: James “Magnum” Constance is coming down to the ring. What is the meaning of this?

Jeannie: Um, he was attacked by TNT and the girls before we came to Japan.

*Magnum and the girls get into a loud argument. The referee sees this and quickly exits the ring to break them apart. Inside the ring, HGH starts tapping. TNT sees this, and thinks he has won the match. So, he lets go of the hold and jumps up in celebration. However, he soon stops when he notices the bell hasn’t rung and the referee isn’t in the ring. Then, he sees the referee trying to break up Magnum and the girls. He yells as the referee to get into the ring. Meanwhile, HGH has gotten up and is rolling around his shoulder. HGH moves to the ropes and waits for TNT to turn around. He does, and HGH charges at him and hits him with a spear.*

Jeannie: I don’t believe! TNT had this match won!!!!

Tom: Magnum, Tracy, Nicole, and Talia distracted the referee from seeing HGH tapping out of the Third Degree Burn. And, TNT’s premature celebration led to him letting go of the hold and HGH spearing him.

Jeannie: Dammit! This match should be over! Why would Magnum come out here and interfere! I figured he would have stayed out of this and let TNT and HGH fight a good clean fight!

Tom: Well, you figured wrong.

Jeannie: You like throwing that back in my face don’t.

Tom: A little bit.

*Magnum starts to leave the ringside area while the ref keeps the girls from going after him. Meanwhile, HGH gets up, rolling his shoulder around. TNT gets up, holding his ribs. Magnum then walks behind the curtain, the girls back off, and the referee reenters the ring. HGH charges at him, but TNT side steps him; and HGH hits the turnbuckles. TNT grabs HGH’s head and smashes it against the top turnbuckle. Then, he smashes HGH’s head against the turnbuckle again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. Then, TNT throws HGH down to the mat. He stomps on HGH’s shoulder a few times, and then he moves to the ropes and waits for HGH to get up. HGH slowly gets up, and TNT charges at him. Suddenly, HGH hits TNT with a vicious Polish hammer, sending TNT crashing to the mat. The girls look away in horror as the audience cheers.*

Tom: Holy Ravioli! HGH knocks down TNT with the Ode To Barry Bonds!

Jeannie: And, just as he was about to regain control of this match, HGH snatches it away from TNT.

*HGH picks up TNT and then locks him into a cobra clutch. TNT struggles to get out of it, but HGH suddenly hits him with a cobra clutch backbreaker. TNT falls to the mat, holding his back.*

Tom: Testosterone to TNT! Looks he might not have this match in the bag after all.

Jeannie: It’s all that Magnum’s fault! Damn that sexy mustached man!

*HGH stomps on TNT a few times. Then, he grabs TNT by his neck and picks him up. Then, HGH hits him with a chokeslam backbreaker.*

Tom: TNT gets The Juice!

Jeannie: “Gets The Juice”?

Tom: No good.

Jeannie: Not at all.

*HGH picks up TNT again. Then, he manages to pick TNT up into a military press and drops him into a double knee gutbuster.*

Tom: Pump It to TNT! I’m amazed that HGH was able to get TNT up with that bad arm.

Jeannie: He must heal quickly! I wonder what allows him to do that! Maybe some kind of cream or injections!

Tom: What?

Jeannie: You know. HGH.

Tom: What about him?

Jeannie: I’m coyly implying that he takes human growth hormone, you idiot!

Tom: Well, I didn’t know!

*HGH gets up as TNT rolls on the mat holding his stomach. HGH goes to pick up TNT again. Suddenly, Nicole jumps onto the apron and throws a towel at the referee. He goes over to Nicole and warns her not to do that again, and she starts arguing with him. As this goes on, Talia and Tracy enter the ring and attack HGH. The girls are able to get HGH down to one knee, but HGH suddenly pushes the girls off. They fall to the mat, but Talia gets up and charges at HGH. However, he sidesteps her, grabs the back of her head, and throws Talia over the top rope and to the outside. HGH turns around, but Tracy charges at him. However, HGH catches her, picks her up into a military press, and throws her out of the ring and onto Talia. Nicole sees this and charges into the ring; the ref tries to stop her, but she slips away from him. She runs toward HGH, but he catches her on his shoulders. HGH waits for Talia and Tracy to get up. They do, and HGH F-5’s Nicole out of the ring; and she lands on Tracy and Talia. The audience cheers this.*

Tom: Suffering Succotash! HGH has taken out Tracy Jones, Nicole Michaels, and Talia Bell!

Jeannie: He better be careful though! TNT has had some time to recover.

*Suddenly, TNT gets up, charges at HGH, and hits him in the back of the head with a bicycle kick. He unleashes a flurry of forearm shots and European uppercuts onto HGH as he turns him around. He tries to whip HGH across the ring, but HGH reverses it and whips TNT across the ring. He bounces off the ropes and comes charging back at HGH. HGH catches him and hits him with a vicious one arm spinebuster. Then, HGH picks up TNT, places him back first onto his shoulders, lifts TNT up over his head, and drops TNT back first onto his knees. Then, he rolls TNT onto the mat and covers him.*

Ref: 1…2…3! *The bell rings, the crowd cheers, and HGH’s music plays.*

Tom: And, HGH gets the win with The Injection!

Jeannie: Don’t forget Magnum’s contribution to his win.

*HGH gets up and immediately starts dancing. Tracy, Nicole, and Talia get up. Talia enters the ring and helps TNT to leave the ring. Then, the girls help TNT up and walk to the backstage area. HGH is still dancing as they leave.*

Tom: There’s your winner, HGH celebrating his victory.

Jeannie: You know, for a big man, he’s quite gracious.

*Cut to a promo for W*I*G: New Genesis.*

[Aqil Ghassan]

We soon return to the backstage, as the advertisement ends. WIG's own Aqil Ghassan, is seen in the background, clad in a rather casual outfit, a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of white tennis shoes, along with his usual head robe, still worn proudly atop his head. Standing nearby is resident WIG correspondent, the one and only John Cena. At least, he wishes it was that way. He seems to be standing by, for a WIG exclusive interview.

John Cena: I'm here with one of the people who will be participating later tonight in what looks like a great match up here tonight at the Differ Ariake Arena, located here in Japan. I'm currently here with one of the participants of an apparent Triple Promotion Turmoil match upcoming later tonight, WIG newcomer, a man who came up short recently in his Colvin Cup match with another relative newcomer to the promotion in Lily Rose, Mr. Aqil Ghassan.

Aqil looks down and nods, seeming a bit disappointed in his recent failure.

Aqil: Yes, it is a bit disheartening to lose a match, but in the end, at least I was able to entertain the great fans of the WIG arena. And that's why I am here tonight as well. You see, Mr. Colvin came to me and asked that if I had nothing planned already, that I should be the one to represent WIG here tonight in this so called, Triple Promotion Turmoil.

John Cena nods in the background.

John: Yes, it appear tonight, you will be taking on Both Tigerpath's own Masaya Nakajima and WHOA's representative, the terrifying Bleak Whisper.

Aqil looks on, then simply shakes his head, a rather calm smile forming across his face.

Aqil: Cena, I could go out there and simply lie, saying that, no... not at all. After all, I am one of the most gifted athletes here in the wrestling world today and walk into that match confident I can pull out a victory. However, I am not an arrogant man. By saying that, I am simply trying to hide my true feelings about this match and how it may result. After all, I am not only taking on tonight one of the most gifted and talented member of the Tigerpath roster, but from what I am told, I am also facing a man who has only been pinned ONCE, from the promotion of WHOA.

Aqil's expression slowly grows quite a bit more serious.

Aqil: I've heard horror stories of this man, that he's a nearly unstoppable machine, that nobody can seem to take him down to the canvas, to pin his shoulders to the mat. In fact, from a few conversations that I have heard around here that this man will not even hesitate to end my career, just to gain a victory.

The Arabian man slowly looks down towards the ground, a rather thoughtful look in his eyes, only to quickly glance back up soon after.

Aqil: HOWEVER! That does not mean I am just going to tuck my tail between my legs and retreat in fear. No, that only means that I am just going to have to be at my best tonight, given my opponent. I am going to have to brave every offense that he can throw at me and weather the proverbial storm until I can walk out with that glorious win, one that will make the rest of my fellow WIG locker room, as well as Mr. Colvin himself, very proud. True, my chances are not exactly favorable, given the fact that many have fallen before me. But damn it, I am not going to be scared into submission by some... some vicious monster! If he wants to defeat me tonight, then he's going to have to beat me down into that canvas, leave me a bloody heap, and tear my heart from my lifeless body!

Aqil now a very passionate look in his eyes, a determined expression now plastered across his face. Cena simply looks on, a bit surprised by this.

Cena: You're a braver man than I... though that's not saying much. However, what about this Tigerpath opponent? Surely, he will be just as much of a threat as WHOA representative?

Ghassan looks over and simply nods, as his expression calms down a bit.

Aqil: I respect all of my opponents as challenges Cena. After all, it would be foolish to think otherwise. Don't get me wrong though, I also expect the Tigerpath representative to be equally as fierce in the ring, perhaps even more so. Though the thing that makes things more complicated regarding him, well... from what I've been told, he's a non nonsense type of competitor, always serious, always training, and always trying to better himself. He is also very young, especially compared to myself. However, unlike myself, he respects absolutely nobody and no one, only concerned about himself in the ring. He has no friends, no allies, or even a loved one. The man is a cold hearted, no nonsense competitor, and he will be a very difficult challenge to overcome as well.

Cena: I see...

Aqil: Once again though, if I am to be the soul competitor in this match who actually cares about someone other than himself, so be it. I am confident that my unselfishness and determination will help see me through to victory over both of these men. For my homeland of Saudi Arabia, for my new home of the wonderful United States of America, or even for this great nation of Japan, I will fight with all my heart in order to come out victorious! Perhaps that will be a near impossible task, but I have to try, no matter the hardships.

Aqil once again grows quite serious, once again fueled by these passionate words.

Aqil: My goal tonight is simple. To obtain victory or to at least put on a hell of a show for these Japanese faithful in my efforts. After all, in the end, that is what professional wrestling is about.

Cena simply nods, as Aqil wipes a bit of sweat from his brow, looking on in a bit of awe.

Cena: Well Aqil, as a proud representative of WIG tonight myself... I've only got three words for you. Give em hell!

Aqil smiles from these words of inspiration, then quickly turns around and walks down the hallway, perhaps to prepare and prep himself further for this upcoming match. We then cut to a graphic.

Triple Promotion Turmoil

Aqil Ghassan vs Masaya Nakajima vs Bleak Whisper

[The Maxx]

*Bon Jovi's "Have A Nice Day" plays.*

Howard Finkel: Introducing, NOT from the Acropolis of Bewilderment, a VERY special, international edition of...



*Open on a brightly lit busy city street in Japan. The Maxx & James Bon Jovi are standing in the middle of a town square. The Maxx is dressed in his usual fedora & doo-rag combo, a T-Shirt emblazoned with a huge picture of his own face on it as well as a fashionably faded-looking pair of jeans. Bon Jovi is wearing a crazy-looking polo shirt with big, transluscenent sunglasses, a sparkly vest and a tight pair of jeans with a chain hanging out of the left pocket.*

Bon Jovi: Hello, I'm the ONE...the ONLY...JAMES BON JOVI...and the 2005 Sumatran Earthquake was caused by movements of the millions of screaming fans in attendance at my birthday party.

The Maxx: And I'm the "Overnight Sensation" THE Maxx! And today we bring you a very special Oriental edition of "Slippery When Wet". Hey, I think I'm turning Japanese...

Bon Jovi: You really think so?

*A "Slippery When Wet" logo fills the screen & the scene changes to show The Maxx & Bon Jovi backstage at a TV studio.*

Bon Jovi: Now, you lucky, lucky fans get an opportunity to see what life is like for W*I*G's sexiest superstars when we're not defeating competition in the ring while the White Boys continue to do nothing but beat up on a pair of women and the Latin Lovers try to flatter us--after all, you do know what they say about immitation...

The Maxx: We are here backstage at "The Happy Smile Super Challenge Mega Game Show" in an attempt to win the princely sum of ¥10,000.00! Let's see a pair of guys who never defend their titles do THAT!

Bon Jovi: Now, allow the contests to COMMENCE!

*A "Slippery When Wet" logo fills the screen & the scene switches again to show The Maxx & Bon Jovi behind a podium on the stage of a garishly decorated game-show set; orange, lime green, purple & derivations of the same are all over the place. At the podium next to them are a middle-aged Japanese man & a Japanese woman who looks to be in her late-20s. The host, Kensei Winkelman, clad in a plaid zoot-suit (minus ostentatious hat), steps out from behind a lilac curtain.*

Winkelman: Hello, I'm Kensei Winkelman. Welcome to "Happy Smile Super Challenge Mega Game Show"! This week's contestants are, firstly, from the United States of America, James Bon Jovi & Maxx Anderson.

The Maxx: That's THE Maxx!

*Winkelman ignores him.*

Winkelman: And a pair of hometown contestants, Suzuki Yukio & Suzuki Genichiro.

*The audience applauds.*

Winkelman: Now, on with the first round.

*A huge sign not unlike an Adam West-era Batman "KAPOW!" fills the screen, with some Japanese characters in it indicating that this is "Round 1: Trivia". Winkelman turns to The Maxx & Bon Jovi.*

Winkelman: First, a question about Japan to the Americans...

*The Maxx hits a buzzer.*

The Maxx: Is the answer Japan?

Winkelman: Actually... it is! 10 points.

*Winkelman leans behind the lilac-coloured curtain he entered through & yells at some unseen person in Japanese.*

Winkelman: <You idiots! Who told him the answer?> Next question to the Suzuki family.

*Winkelman asks the Suzuki family a question in Japanese. They are unable to answer.*

Winkelman: With that, I can offer the question to James & Maxx.

*Bon Jovi & The Maxx look at eachother unsure of what to do, after all, they don't know Japanese. Bon Jovi hits the buzzer this time.*

Bon Jovi: Japan?

Winkelman: Correct again. Another 10 points.

*The two men high-five. Winkelman goes to ask another question.*

Winkelman: Maxx, what is...

*The Maxx buzzes in.*

The Maxx: JAPAN!

*He makes a "Ballin'" motion & goes to give Bon Jovi a high-ten.*

Winkelman: Incorrect!

*A door opens in the front of the podium & a midget dressed in karate gear walks around. He headbutts The Maxx in the groin before retreating back inside the podium. The Maxx crumples to the floor.*

The Maxx: What the hell?! Why didn't they get that?!

*He points at the Suzukis.*

Winkelman: "'Tis better to remain silent & be thought a fool than to open one's mouth & remove all doubt."

The Maxx: Ow... WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?!

Winkelman: And to complete the humiliation, all the points you had accrued go to the Suzuki family.

The Maxx: SON OF A BITCH!

*In Japanese, Winkelman asks the Suzukis the question he would've asked The Maxx & they get it correct. Winkelman goes on to ask another question to the Suzukis. They answer it correctly (the answer is Japan) & win round one. Bon Jovi slaps The Maxx on the arm.*

Bon Jovi: Way to go you nimrod! You know the mantra on speeches, don't you? "The Tower of BABBLE an Acropolis is not!"

*The Maxx turns around to Bon Jovi & gives him a similar slap on the arm.*

Winkelman: Now, on to Round 2.

*Again a large "KAPOW!" type sign fills the screen indicating that this is "Round 2: Vile Gourmet". The scene has changed again. Bon Jovi is sat behind a table with The Maxx standing behind him. Also seated is Yukio with her father (or is he her husband?) standing behind her.*

Winkelman: Now, in this round, you must eat as much as you can of whatever is set in front of you. First to finish consuming all the food wins & gets 30 points for their team.

Bon Jovi: No problem. I was Iron Stomach Eating Champion in High School for 3 consecutive years. Then they brought that Elk guy around...or was that Caribou?

*The Maxx & Bon Jovi high-five eachother & loom extremely confident... until a huge bowl of what appears to be tentacles is set in front of Bon Jovi.*

Bon Jovi: Am I supposed to eat that? What is with all of you and your sick obsession for tentacles?!

*A whistle blows & Bon Jovi tentatively lifts his chopsticks to attempt to lift one of the tentacles from the bowl. He shakily brings the limb to his mouth, but can't quite seem to manage to insert it. Yukio, meanwhile has quickly devoured her bowl of tentacles & has finished a Weetabix with lemon curd & soy sauce on it, a pot of cold custard with a spoonful of cold baked beans & a dollop of treacle stirred into it & progressed to a cold mince & onion pie slathered with strawberry jam & mouth ulcer ointment. Bon Jovi is wiping off his mouth after downing his tentacles & is making progress on the Weetabix, but makes a gurning face with every bite he takes. Yukio finishes her pie & washes it down with a six month old can of beer. Bon Jovi is barely halfway through his Weetabix when Yukio begins on her penultimate dish, pickled onions in ice cream. Bon Jovi takes a sip of his own stale beer & looks like he's nearly ready to vomit afterwards. Yukio finishes off her out of date beer, lets out a loud belch & asks for another before she moves on to a cat-food sandwich with ketchup. With some effort she polishes that off, washes it down with more bad beer & is proclaimed the winner. She leans back & rubs her stomach in pain. Genichiro rubs her shoulders & tells her how proud he is. The Maxx stares at Bon Jovi in anger.*

The Maxx: What the hell was that Mr. Iron Stomach for 3 consecutive years?

Bon Jovi: I was expecting nice food, like foie gras and rotisserie pheasant and filet mignon. Besides, everyone knows that skinny Asian chicks always win eating contests.

*Yuriko unbuttons her pants & leans back in her chair, rubbing her belly & farting & belching loudly.*

Bon Jovi: Maybe it's better that I didn't win...

*A graphic appears on-screen showing that after 2 rounds, the Suzuki family are on 70 points while The Maxx & Bon Jovi are on 0 points. Next a graphic inidicates that it's time for "Round 3: Karaoke Beast".*

Winkelman: Now, it's time for our contestants to illustrate their singing ability. The winning team will get 20 points. First up, the Suzuki family.

*Genichiro & Yukio arrive on-stage dressed as a penguin & a pig, respectively.*

Winkelman: Now, let us go to the wheel to see what you will be singing tonight.

*A giant wheel is brought out onstage. It has a number of popular songs written in various segments of it. Winkelman spins the wheel & as soon as it stops, a bouncy, annoying Japanese Pop song starts playing. The words are displayed on the wall behind the Suzukis, but Genichiro cannot keep up with the tune. Yukio is trying her best, but she's still too stuffed with crap from the last round to do much of anything. She gives off another loud belch into the microphone & quickly dashes off stage. The audience boos this performance.*

Winkelman: Karaoke is not the Suzuki's forte. Let us see how Maxx & James fare.

*The Maxx & Bon Jovi arrive on stage clad in similarly ridiculous animal outfits as those worn by the Suzukis. The Maxx is wearing a giant chicken suit, Bon Jovi is dressed as a lion.*

Kurt Angle: *popping out of nowhere and pointing* HEY! It's my old chicken suit!

*Everyone stares at him blankly, and after a moment, he throws a smoke bomb and runs off-screen.*

The Maxx: ...We REALLY have to do this?

Bon Jovi: Hey, this isn't my screwy game-show. Think of the money!

The Maxx: That ¥10,000.00 better be worth it!

*Winkelman spins the wheel & it stops at a song title (written in Japanese, of course). The Maxx & Bon Jovi look at eachother with puzzled expressions as Winkelman throws his cards to the ground & storms off. Both are totally confused, until a very familiar song begins to play. Bon Jovi starts bopping his head, trying to keep the lion's "mouth" from closing over his face. As soon as the song picks up full swing he begins to give a very spirited rendition:*

Bon Jovi: Once upon a time
Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and thats a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer

Tommy's got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers "Baby it's okay, someday"

We've got to hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and thats a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer

Livin' on a prayer!

*The Maxx perfoms a powerful air-guitar solo, made even more ridiculous by the fact he's in a chicken suit.*

We've got to hold on. ready or not
You live for the fight when that's all that you've got

Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer

Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer

Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whooah, Livin' on a prayer

*The music fades out & the usually stoic Japanese audience gives Bon Jovi a rousing ovation. Winkelman grudgingly returns to the stage.*

Winkelman: There can be no doubt as to the winners of this round, Maxx & Bon Jovi... 20 points!

*The on-screen graphic returns again, showing that The Maxx & Bon Jovi now have 20 points, still 50 behind the Suzukis.*

*The "KA-POW!" graphic returns bearing another series of characters in Japanese that translate roughly as "Battle of the Wheels".*

*The scene cuts to show The Maxx on a pair of roller skates, decked out in full safety gear. A little distance across from him is Yukio Suzuki dressed in a similar fashion. Both are holding lengthy poles with a giant boxing glove at the end.*

Winkelman: In this round, Maxx & Yuriko must joust with eachother. The first to knock their opponent to their feet gets to advance to the "next level". They start off with roller-skates, progress to skatebord, then to bicycle & finally, moped. Begin!

*A loud whistle sounds, The Maxx immediately sets off in the direction of Yukio. She ducks his attempted joust, but he is able to halt himself quickly enough that he turns around just in time to catch her as she stands again. The Maxx quickly discards his roller-skates & takes to the skateboard. He tries to build up a bit of momentum as he heads towards Yukio, but Yukio cowers backwards again, yet still holds her "lance" out. The Maxx is caught square in the jaw, knocking him from the skateboard. Yukio attempts to make her way to her own skateboard. The Maxx is quick to knock her off it as soon as she mounts it. The Maxx skates back to his side, high-fiving with Bon Jovi before he gets on the bicycle. Again, he rides as fast as he can at Yukio, knocking her off the skateboard once again. The Maxx gets on the moped, he has trouble trying to get it started, so much so that Yukio is able to knock him off before he gets the engine going. Yukio returns to her own side & mounts the bicycle as quickly as she can. But The Maxx has finally started to get the moped going. Travelling just slightly faster then the bike, he manages to knock Yukio off & win the round for himself & Bon Jovi.*

Winkelman: Maxx & Bon Jovi win! 30 points!

*The Maxx swings past Bon Jovi again as Bon Jovi leaps onto the back of the moped & the two perform a "lap of honour" around the studio, honking the horn in a really obnoxious manner as they go. The graphic appears on screen again to show that The Maxx & Bon Jovi are catching up with the Suzukis, now a mere 20 points behind them. This is soon replaced by a graphic displaying the name of the next round: Rikishi Mayonnaise.*

*The scene cuts to show all the contestants now wearing mawashi. The Maxx is shivering with the cold, Bon Jovi is counting his abs, Yukio is holding her sticky-outy belly which still aches from earlier. Only Genichiro had the sense to wear a kimono.*

Winkelman: For this round, 40 points are available, but our contestants must depose our grand sumo champion... KENZO... AKIRA!

*The Godzilla Theme starts to play as a gargantuan man walks out of a set of doors at the back of the set. He looks to be nearly 7 feet tall & probably somewhere in the range of 600lbs! The Maxx & Bon Jovi's mouths are both agape. Akira begins to climb a ladder up onto a platform that is suspended about 10 feet above a swimming pool filled with mayonaise.*

Winkelman: First to go... Genichiro!

*Genichiro makes a move towards the ladder to begin climbing. Yukio puts a hand on his shoulder & has a tearful expression on her face. But Genichiro disregards her. He removes his kimono &, underneath, displays a physique that puts Fannie Package to shame. Bon Jovi & The Maxx continue to stare in disbelief.*

The Maxx: Wasn't that guy a skinny old dude earlier?

*The, apparently, newly muscular Genichiro climbs up to face Akira. Genichiro strikes a "most muscular" pose in the direction of Akira. A gong sounds & Genichiro makes his way to where Akira stands. Genichiro tries his best to heft up Akira, but he can't manage to shift him. Akira, however, simply locks his arms around Genichiro's waist & flings him off the side, into the mayo below. The gong sounds again as Genichiro fumes. Next is the turn of Yukio. She scales the ladder & faces Akira. Akira, not wanting to hurt the little woman too much, is reluctant to engage her. The gong sounds & Yukio tries her best to even get her arms around Akira. He stands there a little embarassed for a bit. Akira goes to shove her off, but Yukio grabs onto Akira's mawashi. This causes Akira to lose his balance, both he & Yukio go plunging into the mayonnaise. Akira starts grabbing handfuls of the condiment & shovelling them into his mouth, as does Yukio.*

Bon Jovi: What the...? What won't that girl eat?!

*Akira climbs back up a ladder onto the platform again. The Maxx & Bon Jovi realize that it's their turn to face the music against Akira. The Maxx stands at the foot of one ladder as Bon Jovi climbs up another one. The gong sounds The Maxx races up the ladder behind Akira. Bon Jovi avoids locking up with Akira, until he sees The Maxx make it up behind the yokozuna. With perfect precision, The Maxx & Bon Jovi nail Akira with the "Sunset Slice" & together dump him over the edge of the platform, landing in the mayo again. The Maxx also has a hold of Akira's mawashi. The duo hit eachother a high-ten & butt chests on the platform. Winkelman makes his way out, deeply unhappy & castigating them in Japanese.*

Winkelman: No, no, no... That is against the rules!

*The Maxx & Bon Jovi make their way back down one of the ladders.*

Winkelman: Two people cannot compete against Kenzo Akira!

*The Maxx grabs Winkelman's microphone.*

The Maxx: Hey, that's as may be... but I got a handful of fat-boy's thong & I know that losing this bad-boy in sumo means a disqualification... ergo, vis-a-vis, concordantly, apropos... WE WIN!!!

*The Maxx & Bon Jovi begin to celebrate again.*

Winkelman: Not quite yet, gaijin! You have won the right to compete now for ¥10,000.00 in our final challenge...

*An on-screen graphic appears spelling out in Japanese "Street Genital Exposure to Ladies".*

*The scene cuts to show The Maxx & Bon Jovi standing outside, the pair of them dressed in long trenchcoats.*

Winkelman: For this round, you must expose yourselves to as many ladies as possible, a minimum of 10 each, & make it back to the studio without being arrested. Can you do it? GO!

*The Maxx & Bon Jovi are seen conferring with eachother for a moment, then both dash off towards a building, what appears to be a restaurant. They burst in through the doors & we see, from behind that the dining area is packed. Bon Jovi gives a sharp whistle.*

Bon Jovi: Ladies... & gentlemen, if you're so inclined, feast your eyes on THIS!

*The two men open their coats & we hear alot of screams, some gasps & a few squeals of pleasure. The Maxx & Bon Jovi quickly close their coats again & begin to peg it back to the studio. But it is evident soon enough that the police are on their tails. Bon Jovi & The Maxx finally stop running when they get back to the studio, but the police have caught up to them. The cops are about to nab The Maxx & Bon Jovi when a distant rumbling can suddenly be heard... a crowd of seck-zee laydays from the restaurant come stampeding towards them, knocking over the cops & trying to paw at The Maxx & Bon Jovi. The two men open the door to the studio & quickly squeeze in, forcing it closed behind them again, leaving the desperate women outside. The duo high-five & make it back to the studio where they meet Kensei Winkelman again.*

Winkelman: Congratulations to our winners, James Bon Jovi & Maxx Anderson! You get to return home to the americas with a cheque for ¥10,000.00!

*The audience giggle.*

The Maxx: Thanks, Mr. Takei. We'll always treasure our time on the show or words to that effect.

*A "Slippery When Wet" logo fills the screen & the scene changes to show The Maxx & Bon Jovi once more backstage at the TV studio. James Bon Jovi is on the phone to his accountant.*

Bon Jovi: Uh-huh, yeah, ¥10,000.00. I might be able to pack up this rock 'n' wrestling gig after all. I bet it's more than what that pathetic Hereford has anyway...*his face enters into an expression of disbelief*...IT'S WORTH WHAT?!

The Maxx: What is it? Some huge amount?

Bon Jovi: [hanging up the phone] $112.63!

The Maxx: We did all that for just over $56.30 apiece?!

Bon Jovi:...yeah...well at least I got myself a souvenir!

*He pulls out what looks to be his sumo thong from earlier in the competition.*

The Maxx: Why do you still have that?

Bon Jovi: No reason...*he puts a hand on his chin, scratching it as he smirks and looks up to the ceiling.*

The Maxx: Anyway, what'll you spend your money on?

Bon Jovi: Plane ticket back to Jersey, maybe...

The Maxx: Shit! I gotta get one of those too! Whose idea was it to buy a one-way ticket to Japan?!

Bon Jovi: I thought we'd get asked to shoot some commercials, like Bill Murray in that movie.

The Maxx: MAN did that flick suck! There's only so much of Scarlett Johansson's bland expressionless face I can take before I want to stick my head through the TV.

Bon Jovi: Ah, so she's like watching a Latin Lovers match...
[addressing the camera] Until next time, gentle viewer, remember if you're going to comepete in a Japanese gameshow, check the exchange rate before you leave the country--and mawashis are not only form-fitting, but stylish to boot!

The Maxx: A message from your future W*I*G Tag-Team Champions:

Both: Be substantially envious!

[Coltrane]

Match Originally Recorded: 11/12/08

*Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" begins to play & the crowd gets to their feet for the popular Hiro Yamada.*

Tom: This is it, folks. This is the big one for the W*I*G Heavyweight Championship that elevates it to World Title staus regardless of the victor!

*He makes his way to the ring to a raucous ovation from the Japanese audience. He's wearing red trunks with black trim & a long, sleeveless black & red leather trenchcoat. He makes his way to the ring looking up at the fans ocassionally. In the ring, he discards his long coat & raises a single fist to acknowledge the fans.*

Jeannie: Y'know, Coltrane may be pretty good, but Hiro Yamada has so much experience it might be good to actually see him represent W*I*G as it's champion.

Tom: Was that a straight wrestling observation, Jeannie?

Jeannie: No, he's also extremely hot!

Tom: I suspected as much.

*"I Don't Wanna Be Me" by Type O Negative hits. Coltrane appears at the entranceway, as he usually does. As usual, he's wearing his own long, black coat.*

Tom: And here comes the W*I*G Heavyweight Champion.

Jeannie: Whay does he have to be the one that brings Worldwide prestige to the W*I*G Heavyweight title? Couldn't it have been someone original? Like Jason Hereford or THE MAXX AWESOME... (Dramatic Pause)?

*He makes his way on down to the ring, pausing a moment before he enters to reveal the W*I*G* Heavyweight Title Belt. He gets in the ring & discards his coat. He removes the belt & hands it over to the referee. as Howard Finkel & Kinju Mizuhashi make the announcements.*

Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall & it is for the Pro Wrestling W*I*G Heavyweight Championship of the World!

Mizuhashi: *Translates for the audience*

Finkel: Introducing first, in the corner to my right, the challenger, representing TigerPath. From Kyoto, Japan, weighing in at 116kg... HIRO YAMADA!

Mizuhashi: *Translates for the audience*

*The crowd shower the ring with black, red & yellow streamers as Yamada acknowledges them with a single raised fist.*

Finkel: And his opponent, from Queens, New York, he weighs in at 234lbs, he is the current reigning & defending, undefeated, undisputed, Pro Wrestling W*I*G Heavyweight Champion... COLTRANE!

Mizuhashi: *Translates for the audience*

*The crowd pelt the ring with streamers again, black, grey & blue ones this time. Coltrane merely stands there, cracking his knuckles as this happens.*

*A stagehand clears the ring of streamers & the match begins.*

DING-DING!

*Coltrane & Yamada start off circling each other. The pair lunge at one another & engage in a collar & elbow tie-up. Yamada seems to get the upper hand & forces Coltrane back to the ropes. The referee forces a break. As Yamada backs off, Coltrane sweeps Yamada's legs out from under him. Coltrane quickly leaps on Yamada for a cover, Yamada forces him off before the referee can even start to count. The two stand face to face & Yamada quickly hits Coltrane with an Exploder Suplex.*

Tom: An amazing Exploder Suplex already.

Jeannie: And Coltrane's already rattled by it too!

*Coltrane rolls out of the ring & rests on the floor for a moment. The count-out has begun. Coltrane slides back in under the bottom rope. He stands face-to face with Yamada again. Coltrane whips Yamada to the ropes & catches him on the rebound with an Overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex. Yamada rolls with the momentum of the throw & gets back to his feet he runs right at Coltrane aiming for a Lariat. Coltrane ducks it & runs to the ropes. He rebounds aiming a Lariat of his own at Yamada. Again, Yamada counters by sending Coltrane back against the other set of ropes. Coltrane rebounds again & he & Yamada collide mid-ring with a pair of Clotheslines. Both men are down.*

Tom: A touch of back & forth there, but it seems these men are very evenly matched. I'll bet even Coltrane's questioning whether he can win this one.

Jeannie: He does have better hair, I'll give him that much.

*Yamada & Coltrane are starting to get back to their feet again. Yamada is standing just slightly ahead of Coltrane. As soon as Coltrane stands again Yamada shoves him back towards a corner. Coltrane stumbles backwards & hits the turnbuckles rather awkwardly. As he leans back, Yamada decks him with a massive chop that echoes throughout the arena. Coltrane winces, but retaliates with a chop of his own. Coltrane's chop also produces a satisfying slap that causes a massive echo. Yamada reels back in seeming pain, but he then decks Coltrane with another chop! Coltrane clutches at his chest (which is starting to redden) & cracks another chop at Yamada. Yamada hits Coltrane with a third chop! Coltrane slumps back in the corner. He's so taken aback by that last massive chop that he has no inclination to attempt another one on Yamada. Yamada hits Coltrane with a rapid series of chops as he lies back in the corner. Hiro ceases his series of chops & winds up for a massive palm strike to Coltrane's face. Before Yamada can strike, Coltrane catches his hand. Coltrane twists the arm around & tries to lock Yamada in a Cobra Clutch. Yamada manages to throw a few elbows backwards, rocking Coltrane. Coltrane staggers back to the ropes & Yamada runs right at him with a Lariat, taking the Champion over the rope & out onto the mats below. Coltrane is starting to get back to his feet, & is met with a kick to the chest from Yamada. Yamada drags Coltrane back to his feet & tries to roll him back into the ring, but Coltrane counters & manages to whip Yamada into the security railing. Coltrane then performs a Russian Leg Sweep on Yamada into the rail. Coltrane then makes his way back into the ring & rolls out again to break the referee's count. He rolls Yamada back into the ring & blasts him with a big chop to the chest before re-entering himself.*

Tom: Coltrane hitting Yamada with a vicious Russian Leg Sweep driving him into the security rail.

Jeannie: Yamada would be wise to steer this match back towards the ring. Wrestling Coltrane on the outside is what caused THE MAXX AWESOME... (Dramatic Pause)'s neck injuries.

*With Yamada's head & neck still outside the ring, Coltrane grabs Yamada's legs & leans back, Slingshotting Yamada's throat into the bottom rope. Yamada bucks about wildly as Coltrane takes the moment to get a bit of a breather. Yamada begins to rise to his feet again. Coltrane nails Yamada with the Soul Cleanser... or tries to anyway, Yamada blocks Coltrane's very first kick attempt by catching his foot. Coltrane, rather uncharacteristically aims for an Enzuguiri with his free foot. Yamada ducks that & keeps a hold of the leg he already had. With Coltrane rather trapped, Yamada grabs the other leg of Coltrane & hits him with a Wheelbarrow Suplex. Yamada waits for Coltrane to stand again & as soon as he does, Yamada nails him with a Release German Suplex. Coltrane is still reeling, he gets back standing again & Yamada hits him with a standard Vertical Suplex, standing again, maintaining his grip on Coltrane & delivering a Northern Lights Suplex. Coltrane's shoulders are on the mat...*

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KICKOUT!

*Coltrane manages to escape the pinfall this time.*

Tom: An impressive series of Suplexes from Hiro Yamada! He very nearly managed to put away Coltrane with those moves too.

Jeannie: Yamada has alot to prove in this match Tom. He's a fairly big name here in TigerPath but if he can win the W*I*G World Heavyweight Title, well... it goes without saying that he's going to be a worldwide phenom!

*The two square off again facing eachother. Coltrane nails Hiro with a knee to the gut. As Hiro doubles over, Coltrane grabs Hiro by the neck, looking to hit a "Maxximyzer". Hiro halts the move by shooting Coltrane off to the ropes. On the rebound, Yamada sends Coltrane flying with a Back Body Drop. Coltrane gets back to his feet. Yamada applies a modified Standing Crossface on Coltrane before sending him back overhead with a Taz-plex. Coltrane is reeling when Hiro hefts him up again for another Vertical Suplex. This time, Hiro holds Coltrane up in the air. He seems to be taking his time with this one. Coltrane is kicking his legs, trying to get Hiro to release him. Eventually, Coltrane causes Hiro to overbalance. Yamada falls forward & Coltrane uses that momentum to plant Hiro with a modified DDT. Coltrane picks a groggy Yamada up & hooks both of Yamada's arms before taking him up & over with a Double-Arm Suplex. Coltrane drags Yamada to a corner & props him up against the ropes before setting him up to the very top. Coltrane reaches up & decks Yamada with a Palm Strike before ascending to the top himself. Coltrane grabs a tight hold of Yamada's trunks & tries to Superplex him from the top. Yamada resists as much as possible. Coltrane still tries, but Yamada grips the top rope. Coltrane relents for a moment, but only so that he can repeatedly punch Yamada in the ribs. This causes Yamada to loosen his grip on the ropes & Coltrane takes him crashing to the mat below with a powerful Superplex! Both men are down from that one, but Coltrane is already crawling towards the prone body of Yamada. Coltrane decids not to go for the cover yet. As always, his compulsion to use his opponent's finishing move gets the better of him. He begins to drag Yamada standing again & lifts his opponent onto his shoulders. Before he can complete the Burning Back Drop Driver, Yamada slips out of it & tries to catch Coltrane in a cradle pin...*

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KICKOUT!

*Coltrane escapes the pinfall yet again.*

Tom: Coltrane's damn obsession with using his opponent's moves nearly cost him the match! He needs to be more focussed on what he's doing & thinking less about his opponents!

*He gets to his feet & looks extremely pissed off (moreso with himself than anything else). Yamada shoots Coltrane off to the ropes, aiming to catch him with a Back Body Drop on his return. Yamada telegraphs the move & Coltrane manages to stop himself before her reaches Yamada. He hits Hiro with a Famouser before making his way to Yamada's legs & attempting to lock in the Cidal-Lock. He manages to hook onto both of Hiro's legs, but Yamada is still able to scrabble towards the ropes. Coltrane leans back as much as he can to stop Yamada from grabbing the ropes as he gets mere inches from them, but Coltrane is having trouble maintaining the Cidal-Lock. Yamada manages to slip from Coltrane's grasp & make it to the ropes.*

Jeannie: At least he's not merely relying on all of Yamada's tactics to pick up the win here.

Tom: If he can manage to keep up a varied offence he'll manage to survive, but he has to stop going to Yamada's playbook. After all, who would know better than Hiro Yamada how to counter Hiro Yamada?

*The ref orders Coltrane to back off & he grudgingly does so. As soon as Yamada gets back to his feet, Coltrane charges right at him, aiming for a Running Knee Strike. Yamada ducks & instead sends Coltrane to the floor outside with a Back Body Drop. Coltrane stands again outside the ring. And glances up only to see the beefy body of Yamada hurtling over the top rope. The crowd explodes at this display from Yamada as he crashes onto Coltrane. Yamada brings Coltrane back up to a standing position & tries to whip him back into the ring. But Coltrane reverses the move & whips Yamada into the ring-post. Coltrane grabs Yamada's left arm & aims to smash it against the post, but Yamada manages to prevent Coltrane from doing so with a series of Back Elbow Shots. With Coltrane slightly dazed, Yamada manouveres behind him & manages to hit Coltrane with a Tiger Suplex, dropping the W*I*G Champion right on his head. The crowd are getting excited again. Yamada picks up Coltrane (mostly dead weight at this juncture) & rolls him into the ring. Yamada follows shortly after & makes the cover. The referee gets into position...*

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SHOULDER UP!

*Incredibly, after taking a Tiger Suplex on the floor, Coltrane is still able to escape a pinfall! The crowd are going crazy as he tries to roll over to avoid another near-fall. Yamada is as astonished as anyone.*

Tom: How in the Sam Hill did he manage to get up after that?!

Jeannie: No kidding! Yamada dumped the W*I*G Heavyweight Champion right on his head & he's STILL able to get up?

*Hiro looks around out to the crowd in desperation. In an unusual move for him, he heads up to the top rope. Coltrane is still lying on the mat, seemingly still a tad dazed. Yamada leaps from the top rope with a graceful Flying Headbutt... Coltrane rolls aside at the last instant, barely avoiding contact from Yamada. Hiro's head hits the mat unprotected. Coltrane grasps at the ropes & pulls himself back to a standing position again. He leans on the ropes as he makes his way to where Yamada now lies. Coltrane drags Yamada to his feet & grabs a hold of one of Yamada's arms, placing it between Hiro's legs, almost like he's going for a Pumphandle Slam. Coltrane manouveres himself underneath Yamada & manages to get Yamada onto his shoulders while maintaining his grip on the wrist. He's attempting a Wrist Clutch Burning Back Drop Driver! Yamada manages to avoid the move, slipping right over Coltrane's shoulders & landing infront of the W*I*G Heavyweight Champion. Yamada uses his "clutched" wrist to drag Coltrane in towards him. He wraps one of Coltrane's own arms around his throat & drops him with a Cobra Clutch Suplex, once again dumping Coltrane right on his head! Coltrane lies folded over on the mat, his legs up around his own head. Yamada tries to cover Coltrane while he lies in this position...*

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*Coltrane takes a moment to roll outside the ring again for a breather.*

Tom: The hell? AGAIN? Somebody needs to remind Coltrane there are NO time-outs in professional wrestling!

Jeannie: Tom, I'd like to see you get dumped on your head twice & still want to continue with a match!

*Yamada approaches the ropes, aiming to splash Coltrane again. Yamada comes sailing over the top & Coltrane jumps as high as he can, nailing Yamada with a Dropkick right to the mid-section as he comes down. Yamada falls onto the floor clutching at his abdomen. As Yamada kneels on all fours on the floor, Coltrane drills him with a soccer punt right to the stomach. Yamada goes rolling across the floor for a moment. Yamada continues to crawl along the floor. Coltrane gets right behind Yamada & hits him with a Wheelbarrow Suplex on the floor! Coltrane drags Yamada back up & forces him into the ring. Coltrane himself slowly climbs to the top rope & gracefully flies off with a "Shining Star Press" onto Yamada. Yamada manages to get his knees up & Coltrane crashes chest-first onto Yamada's knees. Both men are temporarily immobilized on the mat. Coltrane lies on his back, clutching his ribs & kicking his legs. Yamada lies just trying to catch his breath a bit.*

Tom: These two men have put on an extremely hard-hitting match. Difficult to believe that they're still able to carry on.

Jeannie: After all the head-droppy moves in this I wouldn't be too shocked if they end up being counted out here!

*Yamada is trying his best to roll over onto his front. He's barely able to push himself back up again. Very slowly he gets onto one knee. Coltrane is straining to get up again too. The damage done to his ribs is hampering him too much. He can't manage to sit up without hurting himself. Yamada approaches Coltrane & tries to drag him up to a standing position again. Coltrane fights back & gives Yamada a few digs in the stomach. With Yamada doubled over Coltrane tries to lift him for a Burning Backdrop Driver, but Coltrane's ribs are still too tender. He can't manage to lift Yamada.*

Tom: That bad landing on the Shining Star Press has hampered Coltrane too much. He's too hurt to manage to lift Yamada up for a Burning Backdrop Driver.

Jeannie: True, but Coltrane may have managed to hurt Yamada too much to manage to execute the move either with that Dropkick to the ribs earlier.

*Coltrane continues to clutch at his ribs. Yamada, with some effort, manages to lift Coltrane up for a Suplex. He holds him for a while before turning him round so that Coltrane is almost in position for a Jackhammer. Yamada, however, falls backwards instead, catching Coltrane with a modified Diamond Cutter! The crowd goes positively ballisitic! Yamada rolls over & gets his arm across Coltrane's chest...*

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SHOULDER UP!

*The entire audience is shocked. Coltrane even seems a little surprised himself.*

Tom: GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY! That's the rarely seen "Black Crush"! Kenta Kobashi only ever used it once & here Hiro Yamada's trying to use it to dispose of Coltrane!

Jeannie: All the obscure moves in the world aren't going to help him against the most dangerous man in W*I*G!

*Coltrane manages to roll over onto his front. He's still feeling the damage done to his ribs. He presses himself up, but Yamada is rising at the same time. Yamada moves to whip Coltrane into a corner, but Coltrane reverses it & sends Hiro crashing into the turnbuckles. Coltrane drops down to one knee, he slowly makes his way towards the corner & smashes Yamada in the face with an elbow. Coltrane attempts to set Yamada up on the top for a Superplex, but Yamada cracks Coltrane with an elbow strike to the face. Coltrane reels backwards, but Yamada forces Coltrane back into the corner. Another elbow shot to the face & Yamada sets Coltrane atop the turnbuckles. Yamada follows up himself, but Coltrane shoves Yamada to the mat below. Coltrane looks like he's about to attempt a Money Shot, but as he struggles to get his balance Yamada gets to his feet & quickly ascends the turnbuckles. Yamada digs Coltrane in the gut & gives him a DDT from the top turnbuckle!*

Tom: SWEET AUNT PETUNIA! Yamada once again drops Coltrane right to the mat. This time an amazing DDT right from the top rope!

Jeannie: Both men will be lucky if they don't need a wheelchair after this match!

*After the move, neither man is able to get up again. The referee is starting to count both men out. Eventually, Hiro starts to stir. He just barely has the energy to manage to sit up. There's not much else he's up to. He tries to stand again, using the ropes as a means of support. He slowly inches along, still leaning against the ropes. Making his way to where Coltrane lies. He starts dragging Coltrane away from the ropes & back to the centre of the ring. Before Yamada can get down to cover Coltrane, the W*I*G Champion begins to stir slightly. Yamada rolls his eyes & looks to the heavens in desperation. He can't believe that Coltrane still has some energy left. Yamada stands & waits for Coltrane to stand again. He gets into a crouching position, his hands on his thighs. As soon as Coltrane stands, Yamada sneaks right up behind him & grabs him in position for a Burning Back Drop Driver, but Coltrane manages to catch Yamada with a crafty chinlock while on his shoulders. Coltrane slips down behind Yamada's back & tries to fully lock in a Sleeper Hold. Yamada struggles to escape the hold, but he's struggling to get any movement going. Coltrane tries to keep the hold cinched in as tight as possible.*

Tom: And Coltrane manages to slow the match down with a Sleeper Hold.

Jeannie: This is smart strategy right here. Both men have been expending alot of energy so far. Now Coltrane gives himself an opportunity to rest a little bit while cutting off Yamada's air supply.

Tom: Will you stop maing wrestling observations? It's freaking me right the hell out!

*Yamada seems to be wavering ever so slightly as Coltrane keeps the Sleeper Hold tightly applied. The referee checks with Hiro if he's still conscious. Yamada insists that he's not out yet, but his flickering eyelids tell a different story. The referee checks with Yamada again. This time Yamada responds by taking Coltrane over with a vicious Snapmare Driver. Afterwards, Yamada slumps back down onto the mat, unable to even move to cover Coltrane. The two men lie there for a moment, both drained, neither one able to make a move to cover the other.*

Tom: Coltrane dumped on his head again!

Jeannie: Is this an appropriate time for a Benoit joke?

Tom: Is there ever an appropriate time?

Jeannie: Point.

*Eventually, Yamada is able to move just ever so slightly, he tries to sit up, but just can't quite manage it. Coltrane is beginning to roll over too. The two manage to catch eachother's gaze. Neither is able to understand how the other man is still able to go. Yamada is beginning to get back onto his feet, Coltrane is just starting to press himself up again. Coltrane manages to get back on one knee, Yamada makes to strike Coltrane, but Coltrane catches Yamada's hand. With a sinister smirk on his face, Coltrane quickly rises to his feet. He drags Yamada in towards him by the hand & sets him up Pumphandle-style. Coltrane moves quickly & hefts Yamada onto his shoulders before planting him with a Wrist Clutch Burning Back Drop Driver! The crowd boos this very loudly!*

Tom: What the hell?

Jeannie: He just did it! He hit it right out of nowhere!

Tom: That bastard's done it again!

*Coltrane basically collpases on top of Yamada as the referee counts...*

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DING-DING-DING!

*"I Don't Wanna Be Me" blares through out the Differ Ariake Arena once again as Kinji Mizuhashi & Howard Finkel make the announcement official.*

Finkel: Here is your winner... & STILL Pro Wrestling W*I*G World Heavyweight Champion... COLTRANE!

Mizuhashi: *Translates for the audience*

*The referee holds Coltrane's hand aloft as he still lies on top of Yamada.*

Tom: Coltrane manages to just hit the Wrist Clutch Burning Back Drop Driver after seizing that tiny window of opportunity!

Jeannie: And now he gets to go back to the United States as the W*I*G World Heavyweight Champion!

Tom: Coltrane has managed to snatch another victory. I guess I should feel proud that a W*I*G talent won, & that we now have a World Heavyweight Title, but I find it difficult to get excited about Coltrane winning anything. There he is now, the official W*I*G World Heavyweight Champion... Coltrane!

[James "Magnum" Constance]

*We open on the ring with Howard Finkel and Kinji Mizuhashi standing in the middle of the ring.*

Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

*Kinji Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*James “Magnum” Constance’s music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=CR9WJToFsTs

Finkel: Introducing first, coming down the aisle, at 6 feet 2 inches, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Honolulu, Hawaii, by way of Detroit, Michigan—JAMES “MAGNUM” CONSTANCE.

*Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*James “Magnum” Constance comes out to a nice pop. He is wearing sunglasses, a Detroit Tigers cap, a Hawaiian shirt, purple tropical floral design trunks, black knee pads, and black boots. He walks to the ring as some pyro goes off and enters it. Then, he takes off his cap, shirt, and sunglasses and hands them to the referee, who hands them to the timekeeper.*

Tom: Welcome back, and this should be a good match as James “Magnum” Constance takes on Damien Blood.

Jeannie: I hope Magnum can win this one.

Tom: Why? You think TNT will come out and get some revenge for Magnum coming out and distracting him during his match HGH.

Jeannie: Well, that and he has a real challenge ahead of him. I’ve done some reading on Damien Blood, and it ain’t pretty.

*Damien Blood’s music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=_z-hEyVQDRA

Finkel: And, his opponent, coming down the aisle, at 6 feet, weighing in at 240 pounds, from Tokyo, Japan—DAMIEN BLOOD.

*Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*Damien comes out to the boos of the crowd. He looks like he could care less what the fans think. In fact, he looks a little happy to be booed. Damien is wearing white tights with blood drops on them, blood red wrist tape, and black boots with a red cross on. He walks down to the ring and enters it.*

Tom: So, you were saying about Damien Blood.

Jeannie: This guy is bad news. His real name is Hideki Matsui, but he changed it to Damien Blood because he loves “The Omen” and blood. He’s been in trouble all his life for attacking people, from the military school he attended in San Francisco to getting arrested for assault several times here in Japan. And, his nicknames are “The Evil Dragon,” “The Real Life Rambo,” and “The Human Red Cross.”

Tom: Human Red Cross?

Jeannie: They call him that because they say he’s made more people bleed than the Red Cross.

Tom: Good lord! Magnum really has his work cut off for him.

Jeannie: That’s the understatement of the century.

*The bell rings, and Finkel and Mizuhashi exit the ring. Both men circle each other and then tie up. Suddenly, Damien moves behind Magnum, locks his arms around his waist, and picks him up. However, Magnum counters by rolling forward, locking his legs underneath Damien’s arms, and sending him over onto the mat. The audience applauds this move. Both men get up and tie up again. Damien grabs Magnum’s hand and puts him into a wristlock. Then, he picks up Magnum and then drops him onto his feet. He picks up Magnum again and then drops him back onto his feet. Damien tries for a third time, but Magnum rakes his eyes. Damien grabs his eyes but doesn’t let go of the wrist lock, so Magnum kicks him a few times to try and get him to let go. Then, Damien punches Magnum in the stomach, stopping his kicks. Then, Damien grabs Magnum’s free arm and locks him into another wristlock and picks him up into a double lifted wristlock. He has the move locked on a few seconds. Then, Magnum manages to get his legs onto Damien’s shoulders and squeezes Damien’s neck with his shins. Suddenly, Damien screams and runs to the ropes, and they both spill out of the ring and on to the floor and let go of each other.*

Tom: Whoa! Magnum manages to counter Damien Blood’s Blood Lock, but Damien just sends himself and Magnum to the outside.

Jeannie: You know, this Damien Blood guy is pretty cute.

Tom: Jeannie!

Jeannie: What!?

Tom: Did you just forget the things you just said about Damien?

Jeannie: Sure, he may be a violent psychopath, but he’s a cute violent psychopath.

*The ref begins a 10 count.*

Ref: 1…*Both men get up.*

2…*Damien suddenly hits Magnum with a knife-edge chop.*

3…*Damien hits Magnum with another knife-edge chop.*

4…*Damien hits Magnum with another knife-edge chop.*

5…*Suddenly, Magnum kicks Damien in the stomach.*

6…*Magnum then grabs Damien and whips him into the guardrail.*

7…*Magnum rolls into the ring to break the count.*

*Then, Magnum gets up and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He jumps off and hits Damien double axe-handle. He hits Damien with a few chops of his own and then throws him into the ring. Magnum climbs up onto the apron and then onto the top turnbuckle. He waits until Damien gets up and then jumps off and hits Damien in the back with another double axe-handle. But, Damien doesn’t go down. However, Magnum grabs Damien and hits him with a belly to back suplex. He goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Damien kicks out.*

Tom: Magnum is looking impressive so far, but he’ll need to do more than that to beat Damien.

Jeannie: He’s also looking sexy tonight!

Tom: I thought you were angry with Magnum for interfering in the TNT and HGH match.

Jeannie: I still am, but angry sex is awesome.

Tom: I think you shared a little too much there.

*Both men get up. Magnum hits Damien with a few more chops. Suddenly, Damien knees Magnum in the stomach. He hits Magnum with some more chops and then he dropkicks Magnum; he falls to the mat. Damien gets up and waits for Magnum to get up. He does, and Damien suddenly hits him with an enzuigiri that sends him through the ropes and onto the apron. Suddenly, Damien charges at the opposite ropes and bounces off of them. He comes charging at Magnum, but Magnum hits him with a shoulder thrust to the stomach. Then, Magnum gets up, jumps over the top rope, and rolls Damien over with a sunset flip into a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Damien rolls out of it.*

*Suddenly, Damien dropkicks Magnum. Then, he grabs Magnum’s legs and flips over into a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum wraps his arms around Damien’s torso, lifts up, and rolls himself and Damien over.*

*Magnum picks up Damien and goes for a powerbomb. However, Damien counters with a hurricanrana, but Magnum lands on his feet and jumps onto the second turnbuckle. Damien gets up and turns around. Suddenly, Magnum jumps off and hits Damien with a back elbow smash, knocking him to the mat. Then, Magnum grabs his legs and goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Damien rolls out of it. Both met get up and stare at each other. And, the audience applauds what just transpired.*

Tom: Holy Cow! What an amazing display of wrestling skills from both men there!

Jeannie: I knew it was going to be a good one.

*Damien and Magnum circle each other and then tie up again. Suddenly, Magnum hits Damien with and arm drag. Damien gets up and charges at Magnum, but Magnum catches him and hits him with a hip toss. Damien gets up again. They tie up again, and Damien locks Magnum into a headlock. Then, he flips Magnum onto the mat. However, Magnum wraps his legs around Damien’s head. Damien quickly lets go and slips out of the scissor lock. Both men get up. Damien puts Magnum into another headlock and flips him over onto the mat. However, Magnum puts Damien into another scissor lock. So, Damien lets go of the headlock in order to slip out of the other hold. They get up again. Damien sends Magnum to the mat with another headlock takeover, but Magnum locks him into another headscissors; and Damien is able to slip out of the hold again. Damien rolls out of the ring in frustration.*

Tom: Damien doesn’t look pleased. I guess he thought Magnum would be easier to beat.

Jeannie: This is smart on Damien’s part. He’s slowing match down so that Magnum won’t get on a roll and build some momentum.

*Damien gets back into the ring. They tie up again. This time, Magnum puts Damien into a headlock. However, Damien backs him into the ropes, bounces off, and pushes Magnum off and across the ring. Magnum hits the opposite ropes and comes running back to Damien. Damien charges at Magnum, but Magnum hits him with a shoulder block. Damien rolls over to a corner and slaps the mat in frustration.*

Jeannie: Uh-oh. He’s getting angry.

Tom: I’m guessing we wouldn’t like Damien Blood when he’s angry.

Jeannie: I know Magnum sure as hell isn’t.

*Damien moves from the corner. They tie up again. This time, Damien grabs Magnum’s arm, rolls over into an armbar, lets go of it, drops to the mat, and grabs Magnum’s leg, sending him to the mat. Then, he grabs Magnum’s left leg, places it on Magnum’s right knee, and sits on Magnum’s right shin. Then, he pulls back onto Magnum’s hair. The referee goes for a 5 count.*

Ref: 1…2…3…4…*Damien lets go of Magnum’s hair.*

*Then, Damien stands up and locks Magnum into an armbar. He picks up Magnum, still holding onto the armbar, and then sweeps his legs, sending Magnum back to the mat. Damien picks Magnum up, but Magnum suddenly hits Damien with an armdrag. Damien gets up and charges at Magnum, but Magnum catches him and hits him with a flapjack lift into a cutter. The audience applauds this move.*

Tom: Paradise Blues to Damian Blood. To me it seems like Damien has underestimated Magnum a little.

Jeannie: I could see that. However, if this match goes on for longer, then he’ll estimate Magnum.

Tom: What the hell those that mean!?

Jeannie: Um…I don’t know. I didn’t really think that one out.

*Magnum grabs Damien and picks him up. Suddenly, Damien catches Magnum off guard with a judo chop. Then, he hits Magnum with a double judo chop. Then, he dropkicks Magnum, sending him back into a corner. Magnum tries to leave the corner, but Damien suddenly hits him with a Pele kick. Magnum falls back into the corner. Damien gets up and chops Magnum. Then, Damien unleashes a flurry of chops onto Magnum. His chest soon turns beet red. Then, Damien grabs Magnum and whips him into the opposite corner, charging after him. However, Magnum stops himself and hits Damien with a back elbow. Damien falls over onto the mat but gets up. Suddenly, Magnum hits Damien with a jumping superkick.*

Tom: Wave Goodbye to Damien Blood.

Jeannie: Why? Is he leaving?

Tom: Lame.

Jeannie: Well you set me up for it.

Tom: Didn’t mean you had to say it.

Jeannie: Oh yeah! Well…shut up!

*Magnum picks up Damien, but Damien hits him with another chop. Then, Damien runs to the ropes, bounces off of them and charges at Magnum, but Magnum catches him and hits him with a double-A spinebuster. Then, Magnum grabs Damien’s arm and locks him into an armbar. He drops a few knee shots onto Damien’s shoulder to weaken the arm. However, Damien grabs Magnum by his chin and is able to pick Magnum up. Suddenly, Magnum picks up and bodyslams him to the mat. He puts the armbar back onto Damien. Damien starts pulling on Magnum’s hair to get him to let go, but Magnum moves his head away from Damien’s hand. Then, he puts his feet onto Damien’s shoulder and pulls back on his arm. Both of Damien’s shoulders are on the mat, and the ref goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Damien gets his free shoulder up.*

Tom: Man, Magnum really is taking it to Damien. I wonder if he scouted Damien out before this match.

Jeannie: I know I scouted the hell out of Damien before this match.

Tom: What does that mean?

Jeannie: Well, I was in the men’s locker, and…

Tom: Okay! That’s enough of that!

*Magnum keeps pulling back on Damien’s arm. Damien is able to get up in a kneeling position, but Magnum still has the move locked on. Damien gets up onto his feet and tries to push Magnum’s shoulders onto the mat, but Magnum just throws him over onto the mat. After a few seconds, Damien rolls back over onto his feet. Then, he tries to get his foot onto the ropes, but Magnum just throws him back onto the mat and then pulls back onto his shoulder. However, Damien is able to get back up, and this time he has gotten Magnum’s feet off his shoulders. Suddenly, Damien rolls Magnum over onto the mat and puts his feet onto the ropes. The ref goes for a count.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum kicks out.*

Tom: Damien gets out of that submission hold and pins Magnum for a 2 count.

Jeannie: He even had his feet on the ropes, but I think his weaken arm couldn’t hold Magnum.

Tom: That’s why he went for Damien’s arm.

*Both men get up. Damien kicks Magnum and backs him into the ropes. He tries to whip Magnum, but Magnum reverses it. Damien hits the opposite ropes and bounces off of them. Magnum charges at Damien. Suddenly, Damien ducks, grabs Magnum, and hits him with a backdrop driver.*

Tom: Sickle-Cell Anemia catches Magnum off guard.

Jeannie: Looks like the tide maybe changing in this match.

*Damien picks up Magnum and hits him with a few chops. Damien goes for another one, but Magnum ducks. Damien swings around, and Magnum grabs him from behind, going for a German suplex. However, Damien elbows Magnum in the side of the head, causing Magnum to let go of the hold. He charges at the ropes and bounces off of them. Damien charges at Magnum, but Magnum catches him and hits him with a throat first flapjack onto the top rope followed by a clothesline. He goes for a cover.*

Ref: 1…2…*Damien kicks out.*

Tom: Damien Blood Kisses The Sabre, but it wasn’t enough to keep him down for a three.

Jeannie: “Kisses The Sabre”!? And, my “Wave Goodbye” comment was lame!

Tom: They can’t all be winners. Though, yours are mostly losers.

Jeannie: Hey!

Tom: Sorry.

*Both men get up. Damien goes for another chop, but Magnum ducks. Damien swings around, and Magnum grabs him, picks him up, and hits him with an atomic drop. Damien falls to the mat. Magnum backs into the ropes, bounces off of them, runs back, and hits Damien in the head with a jumping knee drop. Then, he locks Damien back into an armbar. However, Damien grabs Magnum’s chin, pushes up, and is able to get back onto his feet. But, Magnum kicks Damien in the stomach and pushes Damien’s arm back onto his own arm. Suddenly, Damien pushes Magnum back, runs to the ropes, jumps over them, and lands on the floor, causing Magnum to hit throat first onto the top rope. Magnum falls onto the mat holding his throat. Damien climbs onto the apron and then onto the top turnbuckle. He waits for Magnum to get up. He does, and Damien jumps off and hits Magnum somersault corkscrew senton. He stays on top of Magnum for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum pushes Damien off of him.*

Tom: Rambo to Magnum nearly gets the three count.

Jeannie: So did that move that sent Magnum’s throat onto the top rope.

Tom: Looks like the tide has changed in this match.

Jeannie: Did you say that earlier?

Tom: Well, Michael Cole says “vintage” more than once in a match.

*Magnum gets up, still holding his throat. Suddenly, Damien gets up and hits Magnum with an enzuigiri, sending him throat first onto the second rope. Damien gets up, charges at Magnum, and hits him with a senton. He gets up again, runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off of them, and dropkicks Magnum in the back. Magnum moves away from the ropes. Damien gets up and pounces on Magnum’s back, kicking him and dropping a few knees onto his back. Then, Damien grabs Magnum by his hair, picks him up, leads him to a corner, and slams his head onto the turnbuckle. He hits Magnum with a knife-edge chop and whips him into the opposite corner. Magnum hits the corner and bounces out. Damien kicks Magnum in the stomach and then hits him with a slingshot brainbuster.*

Tom: Damien Blood hits Magnum with The White Blood Cell after he viciously hits the corner.

Jeannie: I think now we’re about to see that infamous mean streak that Damien has.

*Damien gets up and picks up Magnum onto his knees. He gets behind Magnum, locks him into a chinlock, puts his knees into Magnum’s back, drops down, and pulls back onto Magnum.*

Tom: Now, Damien has Magnum locked into Atherosclerosis.

Jeannie: Atheros-what!?

Tom: Atherosclerosis. It’s a blood condition that reduces the flow of blood through arteries, because atheroma lines arteries and narrows them.

Jeannie: Oh! I get it! It goes with the whole blood theme Damien has going for him.

*Damien has the move locked on tight. Magnum struggles, but he can’t get out of it. Suddenly, he claws at Damien’s nose and eyes, causing Damien to let go of the hold. Magnum gets up, holding his back. Damien gets up, grabs Magnum from behind and hits him with a belly to back suplex. Damien gets up and turns Magnum over. Then, he wraps his legs around Magnum’s shins, grabs his arms, and pulls him back into a seated surfboard.*

Tom: And now, Damien has Magnum into a seated surfboard. He is really working on that back.

Jeannie: Well, you can’t really wrestle well with a bad back.

*Magnum struggles to get out, but he can’t. Damien puts his head into Magnum’s back to put more pressure on it. After a few seconds, Magnum tries to power out of it. He manages to get his back away from Damien’s head. Then, he gets his left leg free and then his right leg. Magnum stands up, but Damien still has a hold of his arms and pushes his head into Magnum’s back. Magnum tries to get to the ropes, but Damien is able to keep him into the center of the ring. Then, Magnum starts to turn Damien over. Damien fights it, but Magnum proves to be too strong for him and rolls Damien over into a reversal. Suddenly, Damien drops to the mat and pushes Magnum off with his feet. Magnum falls back into the ropes as Damien kips up. Damien charges at Magnum, but Magnum sidesteps him. However, Damien jumps onto the second rope, springboards off, and hits Magnum with a moonsault into a reverse DDT. Then, he covers Magnum.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum kicks out.*

Tom: And, Damien Blood makes a Donation To The Red Cross.

Jeannie: What!?

Tom: “Donation To The Red Cross” is the name of that move he just did to Magnum.

Jeannie: Oh. That was clever.

Tom: Too clever for you.

Jeannie: Shut up!

*Damien rolls over on top of Magnum and punches him in the head several times. Then, he gets up and picks Magnum up. Suddenly, Magnum hits Damien with a European uppercut followed by a chop. Then, Magnum unleashes a barrage of European uppercuts and chops onto Damien. But, as Magnum goes for another European uppercut, Damien moves out of the way, grabs his arm, puts his head into Magnum’s back, grabs his other arm, lifts up, and locks Magnum into an inverted Gory special.*

Tom: Thrombosis to Magnum, and just as he was about to regain control of the match.

Jeannie: Man, this Damien Blood really loves to work on one body part. I wonder if that’s true outside of the ring.

Tom: Can’t you stop the sexual innuendos while we’re in Japan?

Jeannie: Why?

Tom: To show some respect to a country that has openly welcomed us. To be polite to this proud and moral nation. To show some class like they have been showing us.

Jeannie: You do know that this country has an entire genre of porn dedicated to women being violated by tentacles, don’t you?

Tom: Um…well…shut up!

*Damien has the move locked on tight. Magnum yells out in pain. He struggles to get out but can’t. However, after a minute or two, Damien’s grip on Magnum’s legs weaken. Suddenly, Magnum gets his legs free, flips over, lifts Damien up, and locks him into his own move. The audience applauds this reversal.*

Tom: Sweet Betty With Spaghetti! Magnum has not only escaped the Thrombosis but also reversed it and put Damien into it as well.

Jeannie: And, how sweet would it be for Magnum to beat Damien with his own move?

Tom: I don’t think Damien would like that.

Jeannie: Then, Magnum should leave immediately after he’s announced as the winner.

*However, after a few second, Damien gets his arms free from the hold. He flips up, now sitting onto Magnum’s shoulders. Unfortunately, he is unable to take advantage as Magnum slams him to the mat. Magnum runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, and goes for an elbow drop, but Damien rolls out of the way. Damien gets up and leans on the ropes for a second. Magnum rolls over onto his arms and legs. Suddenly, Damien goes for a dropkick to Magnum’s head, but Magnum rolls out of the way. Both men get up and start punching and chopping each other. Soon, Magnum gains the advantage and starts backing Damien into a corner. He chops Damien a few times and then whips him into the opposite corner. Magnum charges behind Damien, hits him with a clothesline as he hits the turnbuckles, whips back to the other corner, hits him with another clothesline, whips him back to the opposite corner, and tries for a third clothesline; but Damien moves out of the way, and Magnum hits the turnbuckles. Damien grabs him from behind, picks Magnum up, drops him into a backbreaker, picks him back up, and drops him into a gutbuster. The audience lets out a groan. Magnum rolls off of Damien’s knee and onto his knees.*

Tom: Santa Vaca! What a vicious Hemocyanin Damien Blood gave to Magnum!

Jeannie: Hemocyanin?

Tom: That’s a substance in the blood of invertebrates that makes their blood blue.

Jeannie: How do you know all of this?

Tom: Research.

Jeannie: And, by “research” do you mean “Wikipedia”?

Tom: Um…no comment.

*Damien gets up and kicks Magnum in the chest. Then, he runs to the ropes, bounces off of them, charges at Magnum, and dropkicks him in the chest. Magnum falls to the mat and rolls over to the outside. Damien gets up, jumps onto the top turnbuckle, and waits for Magnum to get up. He slowly does, and Damien jumps off and hits Magnum with a diving crossbody. The referee begins to count.*

Ref: 1…*Damien picks up Magnum.*

2…*Damien thrusts Magnum back first into the steel guardrail.*

3…*Damien chops Magnum.*

4…*Damien chops Magnum again.*

5…*Damien throws Magnum back into the ring to break the count.*

*Damien climbs up onto the apron and waits for Magnum to get up. He does, and Damien jumps onto the top rope, jumps off, and hits Magnum with a springboard forearm strike. Then, he goes for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum kicks out.*

Tom: Damien hits Magnum with Rambo: First Blood II, but it doesn’t get the win.

Jeannie: Well, it wasn’t the best movie in the series.

*Damien gets up and picks up Magnum by his hair. Then, Damien hits him with a vertical suplex into a neckbreaker slam. Then, he rolls over Magnum for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum kicks out.*

Tom: Leukemia to Magnum, but he kicks out.

Jeannie: That’s because he had chemotherapy.

Tom: That’s horrible and a little offensive to anyone who’s had leukemia.

Jeannie: I’m sorry.

*Damien picks up Magnum again. This time, he hits Magnum with a belly to back inverted mat slam. Then, he rolls Magnum over for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum kicks out. Damien slaps the mat in frustration.*

Tom: Magnum kicks out again! This time from Rambo III.

Jeannie: Again, not the best movie in the series.

*Damien gets up and picks up Magnum again. Then, he hits Magnum with an overhead gutwrench backbreaker. He throws Magnum to the mat and covers him for a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…*Magnum kicks out. The audience applauds his resilience, but Damien yells out in frustration.*

Tom: Magnum kicks out once again! This time to Hemophilia!

Jeannie: You know, if he would try to weaken Magnum’s back some more, he could have this match won. I think he’s letting his anger get the better of him.

*Damien gets up and picks up Magnum. Damien goes for a chop, but Magnum ducks. Damien swings around, Magnum grabs him from behind, and hits him with a high impact German suplex that sends Damien almost half-way across the ring. Both men are down on the mat. The ref begins a 10 count.*

Ref: 1…

2…

3…

4…

5…*Damien starts stirring around.*

6…*Magnum starts stirring around.*

7…*Damien turns over and grabs the ropes.*

8…*Damien uses the ropes to pull himself up while Magnum rolls over onto his hands and knees.*

9…*Both men get up.*

*Suddenly, Damien charges at Magnum, but Magnum catches him and hits him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Both men get up. Damien charges at Magnum again, but this time Magnum dropkicks him. Both men get up again. Damien charges at Magnum once more, but Magnum hits him with a jumping superkick.*

Tom: Another Wave Goodbye to Damien! Looks like Magnum is getting back into this mat.

Jeannie: Damien messed up. He should have stayed on that back, and now Magnum is back in the game.

*Both men get up. Damien goes for another chop, but Magnum ducks, grabs Damien’s arm, rolls him around, and then hits him with a reverse swinging neckbreaker.*

Tom: And, Damien feels the Rapture from Magnum.

Jeannie: I’d like to feel the Rapture from Magnum if you know what I mean.

Tom: Ugh! Sometimes I think you say these things just to annoy me.

Jeannie: Maybe.

*Magnum picks up Damien. However, Damien pushes Magnum into a corner. Then, he dropkicks Magnum while he’s in the corner. Magnum falls to his knees. Damien moves onto the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Suddenly, Magnum jumps up and hits the ropes, crotching Damien onto the top turnbuckle. Magnum then climbs up the top turnbuckle, picks up Damien, and hits him Damien with a super swinging neckbreaker. The audience applauds this move.*

Tom: Go Go Godzilla! Magnum nearly loses control of the match but regains it with Tropical Madness!

Jeannie: I think he’s gonna win this!

Tom: Why would think otherwise?

Jeannie: You don’t remember that “Human Red Cross” stuff from earlier?

Tom: Oh yeah.

*Magnum picks up Damien and puts him back first onto his shoulders. Suddenly, Nicole Michaels runs down to the ring and tries to enter it, but the ref stops her. The crowd boos loudly. Magnum throws down Damien and starts arguing with Nicole. Then, TNT runs out from the audience, hops over the guardrail, and enters the ring. Magnum turns around and TNT hits Magnum with that horseshoe he carries around. Magnum falls to the mat. The crowd’s boos get louder.*

Tom: Are you kidding me!? Nicole Michaels distracts the referee and Magnum, and TNT comes out and clobbers Magnum with his horseshoe!

Jeannie: It’s payback for Magnum interfering in his match earlier.

Tom: Well, Magnum shouldn’t have been out there; but he just walked down to the ring. He didn’t hit TNT with a horseshoe.

Jeannie: Well, you know how hotheaded TNT is.

*TNT exits the ring and runs back into the audience; though he has some trouble with the Japanese audience. Then, Nicole gets down off the apron and exits the ring. Damien gets up and sees Magnum on the mat, bleeding from his forehead. His face lights up like a kid at Christmas. He jumps onto Magnum with a senton and punches Magnum’s head. Then, he wipes a little of Magnum’s blood his face. Then, Damien picks up Magnum, lifts him up with a double underhook, puts him into a spinning crucifix, and drops him into a piledriver. Then, he rolls Magnum over of a pin.*

Ref: 1…2…3! *The bell rings. The crowd boos. And, Damien’s music plays.*

Tom: And, Damien Blood wins thanks to First Blood.

Jeannie: With some help from TNT.

Tom: Exactly.

*The ref raises Damien’s hand in victory. Suddenly, Damien jumps onto Magnum with a senton and punches Magnum in the head several time. Then, he starts biting him. The referee tries to pull Damien off of Magnum as the timekeeper rings the bell.*

Tom: What the hell!? The match is over! Someone stop Damien!

Jeannie: Damn! This guy really loves blood.

*The referee is finally able to get Damien off of Magnum. Then, Damien bends over, wipes his hand on Magnum’s bloody face, and wipes that blood down his face and his chest. The crowd boos as Damien leaves.

Tom: That man is insane.

Jeannie: You ain’t lyin’.

Tom: I’m glad when we leave knowing that Damien Blood will be staying in Japan.

*Cut to a promo for WHOA: AMAZING.*

[TNT]

*We open on a room in the Differ Ariake Arena. There are several reporters, photographers, and cameramen in the room. They are facing two white tables with four microphones set up on them. There are four chairs set up behind the tables, and the tables and chairs are in front of a wall with the TigerPath logo in a pattern on it. Suddenly, TNT and his girls Tracy Jones, Nicole Michaels, and Talia Bell burst into the room. The girls are wearing what they wore to the ring earlier: matching yellow shirts, tight black Capri pants, and yellow shoes; and TNT is wearing a white Western-style button and collar shirt, blue jeans, and cowboy boots. Talia is carrying a bag. Flashes go off as the photographers take multiple photos of them.*

TNT: Have no fear ladies and gentlemen. TNT is here!!!!

*TNT and the girls walk over to the tables and sit down. Talia places the bag next to her chair.*

TNT: Now, this is the press conference portion of the show, right? So, let the questions.

*A Japanese reporter starts asking a question, and a translator translates as he talks.*

Translator: So, what do you think of Japan?

TNT: Oh, I love it! I love it! I LOVE IT! The girls love it, too! Doncha girls!?

Talia: Yis, eet’s a beauteeful country.

Tracy: What she said.

Nicole: Oh, yes. You know what I really like about this country—the food! Oh my God! I have eaten so much sushi that I think I got more mercury in me than Jeremy Piven.

Tracy: You know he’s fakin’ it!

Nicole: Why would he fake such a thing!?

Tracy: To get out of that play!

Nicole: Why do you have to hate on him!?

*Soon, the girls get into a shouting match. Suddenly, TNT slams his fist on the table. A loud bang fills the room. Tracy and Nicole stop and turn around.*

TNT: Girls, nobody cares. So, shut up.

*Tracy and Nicole back in their chairs.*

TNT: Anyway, the girls like Japan. And, I love it. Let me tell you what the best part of Japan is—THE PORN! OH MY GOD! You people got some freaky deaky porn out here! I mean, it’s all animated and ya got tentacles and school girls and robots and OH MY GOD! You people are sick freaks!

Talia: Toby!

TNT: What!?

Talia: Ya can’t say that! That crap’s offinsuve! We’ll git een trouble! Will, you’ll git een trouble. Me an’ the gurls wull just stand back and laugh at yar arse.

TNT: Why!? They made it! I just watch! *to the translator* Now, translate.

Translator: I don’t think that’s a good idea!

TNT: Just do it!

*The translator reluctantly translate what TNT said. Soon, the reporters become outraged and start yelling at him. The translator tries to calm him down. The girls just look at TNT and laugh.*

Talia: Told ya!

TNT: Ha, ha, ha, ha! Quite you!

Translator: They want an apology.

TNT: What for!? If they don’t want people talkin’ about their porn, they should be makin’ it in the first place! Now, you tell them that!

*The translator doesn’t. Instead, he tells them that TNT has just apologize. They calm down.*

TNT: Looks like they’ve seen things my way!

*A Japanese reporter asks a question, and the translator translate.*

Translator: How do you feel about the outcome of your match with Howard George Hammond, HGH?

TNT: Well, I’m pissed! What kind of officiatin’ do y’all have out here!? What is he doin’ go out of the ring when a man has the match won, like I did!? And, who the hell let that idiot Magnum, P.U. walk out during that match? I had that match won, didn’t I girls?

Talia: Mmm-hmm.

Nicole: Yes, Toby.

Tracy: Hell yeah!

TNT: Ya see! He was tappin’! TAPPIN’! But, did that referee see that!? Naw! He was too busy playin’ Jerry Springer with my girls and Magnum! This is bullcrap! This will not stand, ya hear me! Action will be taken! I’m gonna file a complaint, a grievance, and a petition with the people who run TigerPath to overturn HGH’s victory and give it to me! And, if they don’t do that, I’ll take it to the mayor of Tokyo! Then, I’ll take it to the National Diet if the Mayor won’t hear me out! If that don’t work, I’ll go to the Prime Minister! And, if he refuses me, I’ll go to the Emperor of Japan himself!

*The translator translates TNT’s rant. Then, he translates a question from another Japanese reporter.*

Translator: You do know that the Emperor doesn’t have any real power in the government. He’s just a figurehead.

TNT: WHAT!? WHAT!? The Emperor don’t have no power! Uh-uh! Don’t you lie to me boy! Doncha yank my chain! Don’t give me a plate of bull turds and tell me it’s steak! *to the girls* Can you believe this guy!? Tellin’ me that the Emperor don’t have no power!

*They all laugh. After a while, they stop.*

TNT: Boy, tell me this—if the Emperor don’t have no power, then why is he the Emperor!? I REST MY CASE!!!! *slams the table*

*The translator translates TNT’s answer. Then, he translates a question from another Japanese reporter.*

Translator: That doesn’t make any sense.

TNT: You don’t make no sense! NEXT QUESTION!!!!

*The translator translates TNT’s answer. Then, he translates a question from another Japanese reporter.*

Translator: So, if James “Magnum” Constance hadn’t have shown up, then you feel that you would have won the match?

TNT: Uh…YEAH! I been sayin’ this the whole time! What is wrong wich you!?

Talia: Thus guy’s a real spinner!

TNT: Ya got that right, Talia! NEXT QUESTION!

*The translator translates TNT’s answer. Then, he translates a question from another Japanese reporter.*

Translator: Is that why you attacked Constance during his match with Damien Blood?

TNT: *sardonically* No, I did it cause he ate the last danish. Of course that’s why I attacked him, stupid! Good lord! Did your momma drop you on your head for a whole day when you where a baby!?

*TNT just shakes his head. The translator translates what TNT has just said.*

TNT: Look! I done told that idiot Magnum that I’m a powderkeg! You even look at me the wrong way, I will explode!!!! But, he doesn’t seem to get this through his thick head! And, if he ain’t gonna get that, then I’ll just have to beat it into his head!

*The translator translates TNT’s rant. Then, he translates a question from another Japanese reporter.*

Translator: So, what do you plan to do to Constance next?

TNT: Oh, I gots some thangs in store fer him. Talia!

*Talia bends over, grabs the bag, places it on the table, opens it, and pulls out a chain.*

TNT: Ya see this! It’s chain! Why did I bring this chain to this little rinky dinky press conference thingy!? Well, there’s gonna be a match! It’s gonna be me and Magnum, and we’re gonna have his chain wrapped around our wrist. That’s right! A chain match! There will be no DQs, except for taking the chain off your wrist—that won’t be allowed, or countouts or submissions! The only way to win will be by pinfall! I plan to whip him like the little bitch that he is! And, maybe…just maybe…Magnum will get the idea!

Magnum: GET THIS ASSHOLE!!!!

*Suddenly, a bloody and bandaged Magnum still in his ring gear runs into the room, jumps over several reporters, lands on TNT, and starts beating the crap out of TNT. Nicole screams. The reporters, photographers, and cameramen scramble all over the place. Talia, Nicole, and Tracy try to pull Magnum off of TNT, but he knocks all three girls down. Then, he goes back to TNT. TNT starts getting some offence in and pulls Magnum off the table, knocking it and the microphones over. Both men are now on her feet, punching and kicking each other. Talia gets up and grabs the chain from the other table. She walks over to both men and swings the chain at Magnum. However, Magnum moves out of the way, and the chain hits TNT with it! She looks shocked and upset about what she has done. Suddenly, Magnum grabs Talia and shoves her into Tracy and Nicole as they get up, knocking them all down again. Then, he goes back to work on TNT. Some security guards run into the room and pull them both apart. They hold them back for a minute as Magnum and TNT struggle to go after one another. Suddenly, they start punching the security guards. After they knock several down to the floor, TNT and Magnum go back to each other. Then, the Latin Lovers, the Big Bad Baldies, and HGH run into the room. The Lovers and HGH grab Magnum while the Baldies, Talia, Nicole, and Tracy grab TNT. They pull the two men apart. The Lovers and HGH hold Magnum back while the Baldies get in between Magnum and TNT; and the ladies help TNT out of the room.*

Magnum: You want to go, bitch!? Then, bring it! And, be sure to bring that chain and that horseshoe so I can shove it up your ass.

*Cut to a promo for TigerPath’s next show.*

[Aqil Ghassan]

We cut back to the scene of the Differ Ariake Arena of Tokyo Japan, as Howard Finkel, Kinji Mizuhashi, and Robert Alvary are all standing by inside the ring, all lined up in a row. The crowd begins to cheer, as they begin to anticipate this next match up, as the three men are preparing an announcement.

Finkel: The following contest is the TRIPLE PROMOTION TURMOIL MATCH, scheduled for one fall! In this match, Wrestling's Inovative Genesis, Tigerpath, and Wrestling Honored Over All will all be represented tonight in a triple threat style match. The match can only end by pinfall or submission!

Bailey: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. For this following match up, Jeannie and I will be joined on commentary by two representatives of both WHOA and Tigerpath.

Jeannie: They better not steal my thunder!

Bailey: First off, we have a very skilled wrestler, an alumni of one EWT, and one of the most unique personalities out there today. The personal assistant of WHOA's owner, Mr. Richington, Crauswell!

Crauswell: Pleasure to be here Tom.

Jeannie: So Craus, seeing anybody at the moment?

Craus: Not interested.

Bailey: And if that's not enough, here to give us the insight on Tigerpath's own representative, we also have one of the most knowledgeable minds here in wrestling today, another alumni of EWT and employee of WHOA, the one and only... Principal Pain.

Pain: Greetings Bailey, Lawless, and you too freak.

Crauswell: Nice to see you too...

Lawless: So, can we get on with this match or what?!

Rashed al Majed's Mashkalni picks up first on the Colvintron, the crowd giving a pretty nice pop for one of the newest WIG prospects, though a rather talented one, as he starts to head out from the back, clad in his usual attire, as he holds an arm in greeting towards the crowd. Some of them cheer, while others boo in response, as obviously their will be quite a crowd split in this match. The man known as Aqil Ghassan quickly starts making his way down the ring, a very happy look on his face, as he reaches out and proceeds to slap hands with each of the fans surrounding the ringside area. He eventually makes his down to the ring, quickly climbing atop the apron, then vaulting inside. He then steps into the center of the ring and raises his arm once more, giving the Japanese crowd another friendly wave in greeting, before backing up to his corner of the ring.

Finkel: Representing WIG, from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, weighing in at 258 pounds, Aqil Ghassan!

Bailey: Now here's an impressive looking young man. Aqil, though he was unsuccessful in the Colvin Cup, both him and Lily Rose eliminated in the first round, both he and his partner put on a very good showing against the more experienced Jason Hereford and Danny Taylor.

Lawless: And really, how can you stay mad at such a magnificent specimen as himself?

Craus: I haven't seen Ghassan that often in the ring, but from what I've been told he is a hell of a competitor. I've gotta be honest, I'm looking forward to seeing how he fares here tonight.

Pain: Ghassan is also an accomplished wrestler, very skilled in particular when it comes to chain wrestling. Definitely a formidable competitor in this match up.

Aqil's music quickly fades out, as he now stands in the ring, stretching slightly as waits, and gazing out towards the entrance way, anticipating his opponents in this match up. He doesn't have to wait long, as the Colvintron lights up once again, as the lights begin to lower inside the arena, as the Japanese fans begin to cheer once again, this time quite a bit louder as they seem more familiar with this next man. Loudness's Run for your Life begins to pick up, as the next competitor stomps out from the back, clad in long deep purple tights, with a pair of yellow symbols across each of his pant legs, matching elbow pads, knee pads, and boots, the latter even with yellow lacing. He has a similar flag draped across his shoulders as he steps out from the back, which it turns out is the official flag of Osaka. He slowly steps out from beneath the entrance, as he gazes down at the steel ramp way beneath his feet. He begins to make his way towards the ring, not glancing up until he's reached the ring apron. Suddenly he looks up, grabbing that flag off his shoulders and holding it up high for all to see, as a number of purple and yellow pyroes go off in the background. It's also seems the man's face is painted with a similar purple and yellow scheme, as he slowly lowers that flag, then folds it up and sets it down outside the ring. He then quickly steps towards the steel steps, climbing onto the apron and simply stepping through the ropes, barely even casting a glance towards Aqil, who watches rather curiously over his opponent as he makes his way inside the ring. This man meanwhile simply walks to his corner of the ring, standing still as he glances down towards the ground, simply awaiting his opponent.

Kinji Mizuhashi: *Introduces in Japanese*

Pain: For our non Japanese speaking viewers, That man there is one Masaya Nakajima. Also known as "The Diamond Knee of Osaka" due to his arsenal of knee based moves. He's been heralded as a fierce competitor here in Tigerpath, as well as a potential threat one day to even the current Elite Path Champion, Shigehito Fujiwara.

Crauswell: I've met Masaya one time actually... from what I saw, the guy's a real loner. Barely talks to anyone, always keeps to himself. Definitely not the most friendly fellow on the TigerPath roster. However, that's exactly the attitude you need if you want to be the best. You have to be willing to keep your eyes on that prize every time you step between the ropes. Masaya is one of the people who knows that better than anyone else.

Lawless: Interesting. Do either of you know his phone number?

Crauswell: ...

Pain: ...

Bailey: ...

Pain: No.

As Masaya's music begins to fade out, the air is soon filled with a very sudden silence, as the Colvintron lights up once more. The sound of footsteps can be heard faintly, as the final competitor of this match steps out from the back, clad in his usual Homburg styled hat, grey and white morning coat, grey pants, and white wrestling boots, a familiar black cane grasped in his right hand. He casually makes his way down to the ring, as the crowd gives a much less positive reaction then they have the first two entrants, the man looking quite annoyed by the sound of this, though managing to maintain a very stoic and stone faced expression. He halts himself outside the ring apron, quickly beginning to remove his coat and pants, carefully folding them up in a nice neat pile, before removing his hat and setting it down atop this stack of clothes. He follows up by propping his cane up against the ring apron, before heading over and stepping slowly up the ring steps, as both Aqil and Masaya immediately gaze upon him intently, each one trying to keep as quiet as possible, as Finkel and Mizuhashi quickly slip outside the ring themselves, now leaving Alvary there by himself. He gulps slightly, before bringing that microphone to his own lips.

Alvary: *whispering* And representing WHOA, from Abereiddy of Pembrokeshire, weighing in at 262 pounds... Bleak Whisper.

Bailey: Crauswell... what can you tell us about this... this being?

Crauswell: Well Tom, in his entire stint of WHOA, he has only pinned by one person, and that was by the current WHOA Champion Crossfire.

Jeannie: Yikes... he's gonna be a tough one to take down.

Craus: If I were Aqil and Masaya, I would pay extra close attention to this man. Otherwise, he may just end this one in a hurry.

Bleak simply casts an uncaring glance towards both of his opponents, before heading over towards his own corner of the ring. He then simply stands there stoically, simply waiting for the start of this match. Aqil and Masaya both prepare themselves as well, the two men now doing a few quick pre match stretches of sorts, as they try to limber up. Whisper meanwhile just watches on from his side of the ring, simply tilting his neck from side to side as he does so. Soon enough the bell sounds, with Bleak giving a rather annoyed glare towards the timekeeper's direction afterwards, and this one is underway!

The three men quickly step into the center of the ring, looking back at one another, when Bleak suddenly unleashes a vicious chop right across of Aqil! He grasps his chest slightly, only to fire back with one of his own, Bleak grimacing slightly, but not even staggering back. Suddenly, Masaya lunges in, giving both men a pair of chops of his own, both Aqil and Bleak feeling these, as Masaya glares back at them both, then rears back for another pair of these knife edges. Bleak and Aqil however catch him by the arms at the same time, now taking him into a perfect double arm wrench, before rearing back with a set of knife edges in stereo, nailing the Tigerpath competitor in his own chest, sending him staggering back from the force of these combined strikes! Bleak then immediately turns around and nails Aqil with a second nasty chop, nearly doubling him over with the force, as he follows with another one to Masaya, who stumbles back from the effects. Aqil and Masaya immediately lunge back, now returning fire with another set of simultaneous chops, this time to Bleak, only for him to catch them both by the arm, then with true force, whipping them off against the ropes! He then turns back around, only for both Aqil and Masaya to charge back in, now delivering a pair of running knife edges to the chest, nearly knocking Bleak off his feet from the combined effect! He looks on in anger, only for Masaya to quickly turn around and deliver a nearly instant knee right into Ghassan's chest, who doubles over in pain. Masaya then grabs him and follows up with a series of more of these, Aqil still hunching over as he endures each one, Masaya then rearing back and aiming a second knee at the face. Aqil however catches him by the leg, then manages to counter it with a back drop, sending Masaya down to the mat behind him. He then turns around, just in time for Bleak to level him with a vicious clothesline, sending him down to the mat! Aqil goes down hard, clutching his neck slightly, as Bleak immediately drops down, grabbing him by the throat and starting to throttle him violently! Aqil's eyes go wide, as he feels him squeezing around that neck of his, only for Masaya to quickly break this up with a knee drop across Bleak's back!

Bleak rises up, feeling the effects of that attack, as Masaya quickly pulls him up by the neck, then starts raining in a quick series of powerful knee strikes to the face, before rearing back and aiming a high one right between Bleak's eyes! He however quickly catches him by it and hoists him up high, sending him into a Flapjack throat first across the top rope. He grasps that neck of his slightly, as Bleak immediately turns around and presses it heavily down against that ring rope, putting further pressure on the area as Masaya gasps slightly, the air being pushed out of his own lungs now. Immediately Ghassan charges up from behind, breaking this move with a clothesline to back of the neck! Bleak hunches forward slightly, as Masaya manages to free himself from the ropes, rubbing his throat a bit more. Bleak then turns around, as Aqil starts unleashing a series of powerful Arabian Uppercuts, Bleak stumbling back slightly with each one, eventually backing against the ropes. Aqil then steps back slightly, before charging forward with a clothesline! Bleak however counters, back dropping him to the outside! Aqil however manages to use his athleticism, landing instead on the ring apron! Bleak immediately turns his attention towards Nakajima once more, as he rears back and unleashes another knife edge chop across the man's throat, sending him staggering once more. He pulls back once more, before letting another loose, Masaya eyes widening slightly, as he quickly fires back with one of his own, Bleak grimacing a bit as it hits his chest, only to fire back with one twice hard on that neck! Nakajima goes stumbling back into the turnbuckle, Whisper immediately begins chopping relentlessly even more, Masaya firing a back a few of his own in retaliation, but to little avail, as he can't seem to stop Bleak. Once again though, Aqil slips back into the ring, then rears back and nails Bleak with a headbutt to the back of the head! Bleak stumbles forward, clutching slightly behind there, as Nakajima meanwhile grasps his sore neck, then rears back with a mighty chop to Bleak's chest! He grimaces once more in fury, but before he can retaliate, Aqil grabs Bleak by the waist and picks him up overhead with a German Suplex, Bleak looking on in surprise, when suddenly Nakajima charges in with instinct, as he grabs him for an STO, the two managing to power down the monstrous Welshman, sending down to the mat, quickly rolling to the outside for now.

Bailey: Aqil and Masaya finally manage to stop the monstrous Bleak, if only for a short while.

Pain: Very surprising to see Nakajima work together with someone else. Perhaps he just figured that it was the best way to go for the moment.

Crauswell: When you're in a desperate situation like that, you have to do anything you can to come out on top.

Aqil immediately looks to the man from Osaka as he rises up, then flashes a smile of gratitude, now extending his arm for a handshake. Nakajima simply looks down at that extended arm then almost immediately rears back with a mighty Kesagari chop, nailing Aqil right in the chest instead, sending him staggering back! Aqil looks on in pain, as he immediately rears back with a chop of his own, Masaya cringing slightly from the effect, only to fire back once more with a quick flurry of more Kesagari style chops, alternating between his left and right arm now, Aqil's chest starting to redden a bit from this assault, as he simply fires back in between each one with a quick knife edge of his own. Eventually Masaya backs him up to the center of the ring once more, as he fires back with another chop, only for Aqil to quickly counter it into a swift arm drag! Masaya quickly goes rolling along the mat, immediately turning around and charging once more more, only to get a quick hip toss in return. Nakajima however manages to block this one, then countering with a hip toss of his own, Aqil once again though dropping down and turning it as well into another arm drag! Nakajima goes sailing across the mat, now rising up and slowly grasping his arm, as Aqil gets back to his feet. Nakajima looks on with a bit of frustration now, as he charges back in, Aqil quick to lock back up with him, as Aqil once again tries for a third arm drag, Masaya however countering and rolling forward, instead taking Aqil into a cross arm breaker! The Tigerpath representative immediately sits back and starts pulling hard on that arm of Aqil, who looks on in surprise, starting to feel the effects of this hold.

Bailey: And Masaya with a beautiful counter there, showing off his own technical prowess.

Lawless: Nothing like watching hot guys roll around on the mat Tom!

Pain: I wouldn't count out Aqil though, if what I'm told about him is correct. This man can truly go when it comes to matwork. The question is though, can he surpass Masaya?

Aqil looks on with a bit of frustration, as Nakajima continues to wrench back on that arm, trying to get a submission victory early. Aqil however manages to reach out with his other arm, quickly clasping both of his hands together. Masaya doesn't seem to notice, until it's too late, as Aqil then manages to roll him up into a pinning position! 1.....2....

Masaya however quickly forces him off, before Aqil quickly lunges in, grabbing him around the neck and quickly locking on a grounded neck lock, now trying to fight back with some ground tactics of his own. Masaya looks on in frustration, struggling to slip free, then quickly switch behind, taking Aqil by that same arm once again, now applying a firm hammerlock, forcing it against his back! Aqil looks a bit surprised at this, as he grimaces slightly from this hold. Nakajima then propels himself upwards, swinging back down and driving a pair of knees into that limb, Aqil gasping in pain as a result. Nakajima then quickly pulls him up by the arm, now immediately switching into a pumphandle armbar, now standing over Aqil as he applies further pressure. The Arabian man once again tries to free himself, Masaya meanwhile looking back down at his grounded opponent with a very focused look, seeming intent on getting the victory here. He starts trying to free himself, now crawling through Nakajima's legs, then arching back to his feet, following up with a quick go behind, as he grabs Nakajima by the waist, then hoists him up high, before dropping him down with a high belly to back suplex! Masaya slams into the mat, grasping his back slightly, as Aqil quickly drops down, going for a cover. 1.....2....

Masaya kicks out. Aqil rises back up, as Masaya is quick to follow. Aqil then immediately starts unleashing another series of chops, now targeting the throat area as well. Masaya grimaces slightly, only to fire back with a few more knife edges from his own hand, Aqil stumbling back with each one and gasping slightly in pain. The two of them once again begin to exchange these hard strikes, neither of them willing to back down from this assault, though Aqil using his undamaged arm for each of his own. As they continue this assault, they suddenly get taken down by a double clothesline, taking them both down to the canvas! The returning Bleak Whisper looks down at them both with anger, now unleashing a stomping fury atop both of them, as the crowd boos, obviously not happy to see this battle end so anti climatically.

Bailey: Bleak is back after suffering that nasty combination move.

Crauswell: Knowing Bleak, he probably just waited on the outside for those two to drop their guard. Then he came in to assert himself once more.

Bailey: That's not a bad theory.

Masaya rises to his feet, only to get grabbed by the neck, as Bleak drops down, taking him down with a nasty jawbreaker, sending Masaya stumbling back and grasping at his neck even further. Bleak then quickly gets to his feet, swinging swiftly behind and grabbing Masaya from behind around the neck, swiftly powering him down into the canvas with a reverse ddt! Masaya grasps his neck once more in pain, as Bleak quickly drops atop for a quick cover. 1.....2....

He however breaks this pin attempt, as Aqil starts to rise back up, immediately charging and leveling him with a vicious big boot to the face, sending him tumbling over the top rope and landing with a crash on the outside! He immediately turns his attention, a near emotionless gaze across his face, as he reaches down and pulls Masaya off the mat, only to get a swift chop across the throat! Bleak looks a bit surprised, as Masaya immediately fires back with a second one, connecting once again. Bleak simply glares back at him, as Masaya unleashes one more, Bleak however catching him by the arm, quickly wrenching it and laying Masaya out with a vicious short arm clothesline! Masaya drops back to the mat, clutching his throat once again, as Bleak stomps down harshly atop the area, now digging and grinding his foot against there, as the Osaka native looks on in pain, only for Bleak to quickly leap up, dropping a mighty leg drop across his throat! Masaya gasp for air, as Bleak quickly presses a forearm down into his neck, as he makes a cover. 1.....2....

Masaya kicks out. Bleak looks quite annoyed at this, as he turns around once more, just in time to catch Aqil as he charges back into the ring, easily tossing him back overhead with a release belly to belly suplex, sending him crashing to the mat once more, grasping at his back in pain as he lands. Bleak then immediately pulls Masaya off the mat, hoisting him up overhead with a suplex, before dropping him down atop the back of Ghassan, who gasps out in pain! The crowd boos even louder, as Bleak looks on in anger at them, before stomping back over, pushing Masaya off with a foot, before quickly pulling Ghassan up by the neck. Ghassan however quickly fights back with a swift headbutt, dazing Bleak slightly and sending him staggering a bit. Aqil then rears back with a second one, only for Bleak to immediately catch him around the neck, then drive him down with a swift DDT! Aqil flops down hard, grasping at his own neck slightly. The Welshman then drops down, now forcing a forearm into Aqil's own throat, as he makes another pin attempt. 1......2.....

Lawless: Wow... this guy is scary.

Bailey: Bleak Whisper dominating the match quite thoroughly at this point. If Aqil and Masaya don't find a way to stop his man's momentum soon, I predict this one ending quickly!

Aqil manages to kick out as well. Bleak looks on in a bit of annoyance, as he quickly yanks Aqil up from behind, now squeezing tight around his neck and locking in a sleeper hold, as he starts wrenching hard back and forth across the man's neck, now desperately trying to wring the life right out of him, as Ghassan squirms and struggles to fight free. Masaya begins to rise back to his feet, only for Bleak to hoist Aqil up, swinging him forward and driving his legs right into Nakajima's face, putting him down on the canvas once more. He then continues his furious grip around Aqil's throat, squeezing tighter still and shaking him viciously in his arms, as Ghassan gasps desperately for air. He however begins to fight back, quickly nailing a series of elbow shots to the side of Bleak's head, dazing the mute man slightly, as he loosens his grip. Aqil then manages to throw him off with a hip toss, sending Bleak down to the mat! He rises back to his feet slowly, as Aqil rubs his neck slightly, then immediately charges forward with a clothesline, taking him back down off his feet. He bounces off the ropes, then catching Whisper as he rises up once more, delivering another powerful clothesline to the neck, as he does down once again! Ghassan then charges forward, grabbing Bleak by the neck and bringing him down with an STO, which he turns into a backbreaker, driving Bleak down across his knee! He looks on in anger at this, as Aqil quickly pulls him back up then hoists him for a suplex! Bleak however blocks it with a foot, keeping himself grounded. Aqil looks a bit surprised at this, as he continues to try and yank Bleak off his feet, but to no avail, as Bleak instead hoists him up high, before driving him down hard with a Brainbuster! Aqil lands hard, clutching his neck desperately in pain, as he lays on the canvas. Bleak slightly grasps at his back, before stomping forward and dropping down to make another cover. 1.....2.....3

Aqil gets a shoulder up. Bleak looks on in quite a bit of surprise at this. Immediately the Welshman pushes back up to his feet, then simply crosses his throat, now looking down intently towards Ghassan, who slowly starts to push back to his feet. However before he can do anything, he gets nailed by a running knee to the face, sending Bleak back down to the mat, now grasping at his face in anger. Masaya then quickly rises back up, before making his way to the second turnbuckle, a very intent look in his eyes, as Bleak gets back to his feet, only to rise up right into a diving lariat from the man from Osaka, sending him down to the mat once more! Nakajima gets back up once again, now quickly covering the downed Bleak! 1.....2.....

Crauswell: Very nice diving lariat there.

Bailey: The native of Osaka Japan may be close to clinching the victory here! Can he hand Bleak another pinfall loss?

Bleak kicks out. He starts to get back to his feet, as Masaya looks on intently as the rising man, stomping down on the mat, then immediately pulling him forward, now unleashing a swift series of knees right to the face, battering and bruising Whisper with each one, who seems a bit too dazed still to fight back. Masaya then rears back with an especially powerful one, managing to knock Bleak back against the turnbuckle! He rubs his face once more, before looking on in anger, only to get a quick set of double running knees right to his face, sending him tumbling down to the canvas once more, grasping desperately at his facial features. Nakajima then quickly ascends to the top turnbuckle, rubbing his hands together, before quickly leaping off high, driving a second knee right into the face of Whisper, who grasps his further even further, definitely feeling these effects. Masaya then drops down, looking for another cover. 1......2......

Aqil runs in this time to break up the count. Masaya quickly gets back to his feet, turning to face Aqil once more, as Bleak rolls back outside to ring yet again. The two of them quickly size each other up once more, as Aqil unleashes a powerful Arabian uppercut, sending Masaya stumbling back with the force. He however immediately lunges right back, now firing back with an Osaka uppercut in retaliation. The two of them once begin exchanging blows once more, each clearly feeling the effects of these further strikes. Aqil soon manages to pull Masaya in as he looks for another uppercut, before quickly pulling him overhead with a shoulder throw, then quickly dropping down afterwards, now clinching on a cross arm breaker of his own! Masaya cringes in pain, as he feels the previous damage to his arm awakened once more. Aqil continues to yank back hard across that limb, clearly intent on victory himself now at this point. Masaya however continues to endure this same submission he used earlier, as he tries to fight back. Eventually the young man manages to rear back with his foot, now repeatedly driving it against Aqil's face in retaliation, eventually managing to shake him loose. Aqil quickly rolls back to his feet, as he clutches his face slightly, rising up just in time for Masaya to charge in and deliver a low dropkick, clipping the Arabian man in the leg, managing to bring him down to a knee, as Masaya immediately follows up taking him into a drop toe hold, before switching behind the fallen Aqil and pulling back hard across his leg, now beginning to apply a kneebar! Aqil's eyes begin to widen slightly, as he now feels his leg starting to be stretched out, masaya now pulling intently across that limb, as he seems determined to get the submission victory here.

Bailey: Aqil may be in trouble here. Masaya has managed to take him down to the mat and he looks to achieve nothing here but absolute victory.

Pain: Interesting tactic for him to start targetting the leg here. Perhaps he's looking to take away Ghassan's vertical base?

Crauswell: Sometimes in the ring, you have to try and catch your opponent off guard. Do the opposite of what they suspect.

Masaya continues to pull back on that leg intently, a furious expression in his eyes, as he continues to pull back across that knee. Aqil eventually starts using his other legs, now kicking desperately. Masaya however refuses to let go, enduring each of these, still managing to hold on. Eventually Aqil starts trying to escape this move somehow, desperately looking for a way out. Soon enough, he starts slowly turning onto his stomach, Masaya simply keeping a tight grip, as he now switches to a standing ankle lock, not to be outmaneuvered by his opponent, as he rises back to his feet. Nakajima continues to twist and wrench on that leg, as Aqil's eyes widen in pain, the Arabian man desperately trying to escape. He once again tries to escape rolling forward and trying to push Najakima off that leg of his. The rather skilled technician however simply rolls along with him once again, keeping his tight vice on that limb. The man then signals for the end, as he begins to turn that ankle lock now into a cross knee lock, now both of Aqil's leg trapped in this hold. He gasps out in pain, barely able to handle this continued pressure on his leg. Nakajima then stands to his feet above Ghassan, before crossing his throat with one hand, now reaching down and pulling Aqil up by the neck, then quickly planting him into the mat with a Leg grapevine DDT! Aqil flops lifelessly to the mat, now laying in a heap there, as Masaya grasps for a moment at his own neck, before dropping down and hooking the leg for a cover. 1......2......3

Bleak Whisper runs in from behind, driving a vicious boot right to the back of Nakajima's head! He immediately rolls off of Aqil's prone body, as Bleak walks over to Aqil himself, quickly yanking him up by the throat harshly, now holding his rather limp form close, before wrenching back and clinching on Aphonia! Aqil's eyes widen once again in pain, as he gasps desperately for air once more, Bleak now starting to wring him viciously by the neck, swinging him back and forth by the legs in his limbs, and slowly starting to drain the life right out of him. Aqil continues to try and hang on, but clearly, combined with the Midosuji Boulevard Massacre earlier, his neck is clearly hurting quite a bit at this point. Bleak looks on with a very focused expression, definitely intent on not losing this match it appears.

The referee starts making his way over to check on a nearly motionless Aqil, when Masaya charges in, nailing Bleak once more with another jumping knee lift to the face! Bleak staggers back once more, dropping Aqil to the canvas once again and clutching at his facial features yet again, now looking on with fury. Masaya starts panting slightly, the length of this match starting to take it's toll on his body. Bleak immediately stomps forward, only for Masaya to cut him off once again, now firing off a rapid series of knees to the chest, Whisper being halted as he's bombarded by them, face twisting in pain as he endures each one. Masaya then slowly backs up, eying Bleak intently, then sprinting forward and leaping up, looking this time for his Nisshoki Knee! Bleak however counters, catching him in mid move, then tossing him to the outside with an overhead belly to belly suplex! Nakajima goes sailing to the outside, before landing in a crumpled heap on the floor, now laying there quite motionlessly, as the Japanese crowd lets out a collective gasp. Bleak simply turns his head towards the outside, now giving a sickening sneer of pleasure.

Bailey: OH MY GOD!

Lawless: DAMN!

Crauswell: Sickening power displayed there by Bleak.

Pain: Luckily he didn't crash into the steel rampway or we may have seen a tragic occurence there.

Bailey: Thank god Bleak Whisper isn't on the WIG roster!

Bleak then turns his attention back towards Ghassan on the canvas, slowly making his way back towards him now. He reaches down slowly, looking intent on finishing this one once and for all. He yanks Aqil up to his feet, only to quickly receive a tight bearhug, before getting swung around and slammed to the mat with a desperation belly to belly suplex! Bleak looks on in surprise as he's driven down to the canvas, as Aqil grasps at his neck in pain, before slowly crawling over and draping an arm atop of Bleak's prone form. 1.....2......

Bleak manages to kick out. Aqil once again rises up to his feet, though much slower then before at this point, as he grips his leg slightly as well. He however endures the pain, as Bleak rises back to his feet soon after as Aqil catches him immediately with a swift headbutt to the face! Bleak stumbles back, grasping at his face once more, as Aqil rears back, delivering a second one, followed up by a third. He eventually backs Whisper into the ropes, as he quickly whips him off, then charging full speed after him, catching the Welshman as he comes back with an STO into a Backbreaker! Bleak's cringes slightly at this, as Aqil then pulls him up high, leg buckling slightly while he does, then drops him down across his back for a backbreaker! Bleak's eyes widen once again, as he feels his spine being aggravated. Aqil then hoists him back up, before carrying him forward aways, following up with a pendulum style backbreaker, doing even further damage. The Arabian man pants slightly, before bending Bleak down over his knee, now looking intent on snapping the man's spine in half! Bleak starts writhing in agony, as Aqil continues to try and stretch him across his back, looking intent on getting the man to give in. Bleak however adamantly refuses, slowly reaching up with an arm and grabbing Aqil blatantly by the throat!

Bailey: This man once again throttling one of his opponent's by the throat. Does he have any regard for someone's life?!

Crauswell: Remember though. This one only ends by pinfall or submission.

He looks on in surprise, as Bleak slowly begins to arch back up, only for Aqil to quickly grab him and counter, then taking him into a snap belly to back suplex! Bleak's eyes widen once more, as he grasps at his back in pain once again. Aqil then looks down with a very intent expression in his own eyes, grasping his leg once more, then dropping atop, looking for another cover attempt! 1.....2.....

Bleak however gets the shoulder up this time. Aqil looks on in shock, but refuses to give in. He slowly gets back to his feet, then yanks up Bleak from behind, quickly hooking him underneath the arms, the n launching him with a bridging Dragon Suplex! Bleak cringes in pain once more as he's launched, only for Aqil to immediately release his grip, then fliudly roll onto his back, now quickly locking him in a camel clutch, pulling back viciously on that neck, as he presses down all his weight atop of Bleak's spine area!

Bailey: Aqil Ghassan just busted out the Mevlevi Suplex!

Pain: He may just be able to pull it off! With all that damage done to Bleak's back, even he might not be able to endure it!

Bleak's eyes once again widen in pain, as he looks on quite angrily, feels his back being put through excruciating amounts of torture. Aqil simply sits back and wrenches even harder across Bleak's neck, looking damn near prying it off with the force he's exerting! Bleak however refuses yet again to give in to this damage, as he slowly manages to crawl out of that submission hold. Aqil notices this, looking on in disbelief, but continues to grab him by the neck, now looking to hook the arms once again as Bleak arches back up, preparing for a second Mevlevi Suplex. However before he can, Bleak thrusts his foot viciously back into Aqil's hurting leg, which causes him to buckle down instantly, grasping it in pain! Bleak immediately switches behind Ghassan, then hoists him up, taking him first into that Angle Slam Position, before dropping him down with that Queen's Suplex, now bridging for the pin! 1.....2.....3!

Crauswell: Damn... Aqil came so close there, but in the end, Bleak was too much for him.

Bailey: A valiant effort by WIG's own Aqil Ghassan, but it looks like the winner of the promotions on this day is WHOA... and the entity known as Bleak Whisper.

Robert Alvary: *whispering* Your winner of the match... Bleak Whisper.

Bleak Whisper slowly rises up, pushing the now limp form of Aqil Ghassan off his body, as he grasps his back quite intently, a very pained expression across his face. It's definitely clear that if the damage hadn't been done to Aqil's leg earlier on, Bleak may have been done for. He slowly rises to his feet, the crowd booing quite loudly at this, as the Welshman slowly makes his way back out of the ring, gathering up all of his belongings, then turning back towards the ring. Aqil is still down on the mat, grasping firmly at his neck as he lays on the canvas. Masaya is meanwhile still down and out outside of the ring, barely moving at all. Bleak gives a very satisfied look, before turning back towards the camera and making the familiar belt motion, sending yet another message to his future opponents at Richington's House Party.

Bailey: There were no real winners in this hellacious battle, as everyone of them gave everything they had. In the end though, it was the dominant Welshman who came out victorious, if only by a slim margin.

Pain: Definitely a battle for the ages. I see bright things for all three of these men's futures.

Lawless: Did the bald guy have to kill that stud Aqil though?

Crauswell: And thanks for having us both Tom. Maybe I'll step into the commentary booth a little more often from now on.

Pain: Just wear a suit next time, you freak.

We cut back to Bleak once more time, as he slowly makes his way back up the ramp, definitely quite satisfied with the results of this exhibition.

We quickly cut to a video package for WHOA's Richington's Mansion Party coincidentally enough.

[The Innocent]

RA: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title match!

*A slight delay after Alvary's announcement has the crowd buzzing as they await the introductions of the next match up featuring the three feds. They eagerly look at the WHOA entrance tunnel as Alvary uncomfortably shifts.*

* “Paint It Black” by Deadsy hits the PA. *



RA: From Manchester, England... Weighting in tonight at 132 lbs.... Representing WHOA! ...This is Billie Torn!

*Exploding from out of the curtain is two black fingernail-painted hands. Below the hands are a pair of black leather studded bracelets. The spotlight captures the beaming smile from behind black lipstick as Billie Torn stares out into the Japanese crowd. She pauses for a second, then lifts up her fist to form devil's horns and sticks her tongue out. Upon finishing, she skips down to the ring in her trademark white pin-striped black pants. She wears a long sleeve black shirt with a white lettered phrase reading “Black.” She high fives as many fans as possible before rolling into the ring. Upon standing, she smiles as RA who gives her a friendly wave as he heads back down to his seat as Finkel leaves his.*

Tom: Indeed. I don't know much about Billie, but I can infer she's most likely of the gothic persuasion.

Jeannie: REALLY!? I thought with those two blonde streaks in her hair that she was a preppy.

Tom: I had thought that too at fir-

Jeannie: *Sigh*

Tom: What'd I say?!

*Finkel meanwhile steps in from nearby, taking a microphone of his own, as St. Anger by Metallica picks up on the PA*



HF: And her opponent, from The Land of Purity, weighing in tonight at 200 pounds even... Representing WIG and The Innocent, she is the current WIG Women's Champion, Rosie!

*The Entrance way becomes bathed in a golden light, as almost instantly, a familiar woman stomps out from the backstage, a very unpleasant scowl showing on her face. As expected, the woman is clad in her usual white and yellow jumpsuit, though with a more golden yellow then usual, perhaps a symbol of her current championship status. The WIG Women's Championship is draped loosely around her neck, like some sort of oversized necklace. Immediately she begins making her way down to the ring, as Finkel makes his way back to his own seat. Rosie quickly slides inside the ring, before popping back to her feet. She lowers her eyes at the mere sight of her opponent, grabbing that belt draped around her neck and shoving it right in the Gothic Torn, who simply smiles right back. She then turns and thrusts that title into the arms of the present referee, who nearly falls over from the force! He however, keeps his balance and heads over, handing the title to someone on the outside, who proceeds to place it on the timekeeper's table outside the ring.Rosie then focuses her attention completely on Billie, looking more than ready for this match up.*

Jeannie: Geeze, talk about your culture clashes.

Tom: Indeed. You have the woman would is mad at the world for what seems like just existing and the other who looks so pleasantly happy to just be here in this-

Jeannie: Oh why don't you just hump her leg already?

Tom: WHA!?

Jeannie: Anyways, all smiles and darkness from this broad from England. Versus Rosie who would probably kill a puppy before smiling.

Tom: *annoyed* Oddly enough, Rosie is brighter in attire color than Miss Torn.

Jeannie: Yeah... Hey WAIT A MINUTE?! Aren't Goths supposed to be pissy and write poems about how much they hate life?

Tom: Those are those lame emos who have been ruining the image of goths.

Jeannie: Goths have an image?!

*While the announcers forget there is a match going on, the two in the ring do not. Especially when the referee calls for the bell. Billie brushes back her ponytail as she drops into a crouched position. Rosie eyes her smiling opponent coldly and lifts up her hands to suggest a tie up. Billie shrugs and answers her challenge by placing her palms on Rosie's. Before she can interlock her fingers, Rosie kicks her in the gut, rakes her eye with a thumb, and gives Torn a very stiff Shoulder Back Toss. Her black lips form an “o” as she holds her back in pain after landing in a thud.*

Tom: Very sportsman like from our champion.

Jeannie: Being seen as a sportsman is about as important to Rosie as fashion. I really don't think she gives a rat's ass. And also, she's a WOMAN.

Tom: *annoyed* Noted.

*Rosie quickly mounts the fallen WHOA star and lays into her with hard shots to the forehead. Torn quickly covers up as best she can and somehow rolls onto her back. Rosie has taken to throwing wide punches from behind to Billie's head. Giving up the strikes as Torn has started to cover up well so they have less than the desired effect, Rosie wraps her arms around Billie's waist. With her impressive strength, she pulls Billie from the ground to her feet. Rosie motions to throw Billie over her shoulder but as soon as she lifts the goth off the ground, Billie tucks under and grabs Rosie's legs. The surprise counter sends Rosie face first into the canvas. Wasting no time, Billie starts kicking at Rosie's knees and hamstrings. She doesn't have long before Rosie begins to push herself off the ground. Torn rushes to the side of Rosie and goes for her Torn Down Standing Moonsault! But Rosie simply moves herself out of the way. Billie lands with a thud.*

Jeannie: Hey Goth Chick. You're suppose to hit your target. Not show boat.

Tom: I think she knows that.

Jeannie: Can never be too sure. I mean she is in WHOA.

Tom: Come now. WHOA is a fine place-

Jeannie: If that's so, how come we haven't see a high win count for them?!

Tom: Erm...

Jeannie: I rest my case.

*The woman from the Innocent rises quicker than her opponent. She approaches the kneeled Billie, grabs her head, and places the sole of her boot against Torn's pale temple. Rosie stomps down to the ground, raking her heel against Billie's brow and eye. Torn grasps her face in pain and tries to roll away from Rosie. Rosie runs back against the ropes, rebounds, and leaps into the air. She lands in a sitting position on Billie's back. The Brit's whimpers in pain as Rosie wraps her arms around Torn's neck. She wretches back into a sloppy Camel Clutch, but doesn't hold for long. Rather she forgoes into hard crossface punches against Billie's temples. In desperation, Billie elbows at Rosie's knees. Thanks to earlier damage it's enough to weaken Rosie's hold.*

Tom: Look at Rosie tenderizing and tearing at the young Billie Torn! At first Billie has looked so promising but now it looks like she has fallen into the same sand trap that has befallen many before.

Jeannie: She looked so promising?! She was sucking wind two seconds into the match!

Tom: Regardless!

Jeannie: Regardless what!?

*A few more sharp elbows from Billie makes her able to break Rosie's grasp. Her body lands with a thud. But she pushes herself from under the bigger woman to behind her. Thinking on her feet (or rather hands and knees), Billie rams her head into the back of both of Rosie's knees. Rosie's legs buckles under her weight. She falls into a slump but quickly stands as does Billie. Shocked at seeing Rosie up so quickly, Billie wraps her arms around her waist. She plants both her legs down and throws herself backward. Though she lacks much of the strength of her larger opponent, she is barely able to pull Rosie backward and over her head into a her Bridging German Suplex. The referee goes for a count.!*

Jeannie: How the hell did she do that!?

Tom: See! She knows how to perform without flair!

Jeannie: Rosie's down!

KICKOUT!

Jeannie: Well... she was.

Tom: I think the feat of just lifting Rosie was just too much for Billie to continue her bridge!

*Torn releases the hold and quickly rolls out of the way as Rosie's lower half crashes downward. Billie holds her head as she crawls to the ropes. The repeated blasts to the temple looks to have taken a lot out of her smaller frame. She reaches for the ropes and pulls herself up with their aid. No sooner than she does so then she has the WIG Women's Champion coming right at her! Billie pulls back and aims with her arm, cracking Rosie with a thunderous European Uppercut! Rosie stumbles back from the surprise blow, holding her jaw in shock. She looks up at the other side of the ring to see Billie smiling back at her.*

Tom: And Torn catching the WIG Women's Champion off guard with that Billie Club!

Jeannie: If she keeps grinning like an idiot, Rosie's gonna see to it that she leaves with a few less teeth.

Tom: ... Sadly, I could see her doing it.

*Rosie quickly shakes off the effects of this blow, teeth clenched tightly now, as she once again starts stomping towards her opponent. Billie continues to watch on as she approaches, still flashing that same grin on her face. Billie meanwhile charges full speed back towards her, as Rosie immediately makes a grab as she comes close. The wily Torn however quickly slides right between the bigger woman's legs, then popping up on the other side for a low dropkick right to those already hurting legs. Rosie grimaces slightly, as she drops down to a knee, now clutching again at the back of her leg. Billie meanwhile quickly drops down, grabbing Rosie from around the neck, before quickly taking her into a rather firm dragon sleeper, now looking to try and put the champion under for a submission victory.*

Tom: Billie goes back to those legs once more, and now it seems like she's going to try a submission hold.

Jeannie: I hate to say it... but this chick might actually beat that she beast!

*Rosie notices this grip now around her neck and looks a bit surprised, as the air starts to be wrenched slowly her from lungs, the woman now looking to feeling the effects of this manuever. Billie meanwhile continues to keep a firm hold, wrenching back and forth across her opponent's throat, desperately trying to put her opponent under. Rosie however still seems to be fighting off these efforts, slowly pushing back up to her feet despite the hold. Billie looks on in surprise, but doesn't give up, as she immediately leap atop the larger woman's back, continuing to apply this sleeper hold! Rosie meanwhile begins to grow even more woozy, eyes half shut at this point. Billie keeps up her firm hold on that throat, only to suddenly get flattened beneath the falling frame of Rosie, who finally falls back with her opponent perched atop! Rosie grasps her throat, gasping a bit for air, before quickly rolling over and covering Torn for a pin of her own. 1.....2.....*

Jeannie: Hey Tom... you up for some Goth Pancakes?!

Tom: ... A crude, but very effective counter there by Rosie. But then again, that's basically how you can describe this woman.

Jeannie: This one may be over!

*Billie however manages to shoot her shoulder up from off the canvas. Rosie looks down once again in disbelief, now slamming her fist angrily into the mat with a loud thud. The Grinning Goth of Manchester starts to push back to her feet slowly, Rosie quickly following just in time to meet her, before she lets back with a flurry of fists, further battering and bruising the dazed Torn. She grimaces slightly from each blow, as Rosie quickly whips her off the ropes, before quickly scooping her back into the air as she rebounds, taking her high into the air with a flapjack, only to bring her down in mid move across the knee for a gutbuster! Billie grasps her chest in pain, rolling off that knee and to the mat, as Rosie flashes a nasty sneer back down. She then stomps down with her boot right across the European's stomach, digging it heavily into that torso and twisting it roughly against there. Billie cringes slightly, as Rosie continues to grind that foot of hers against there.*

Tom: Rosie with some deliberate abuse there.

Jeannie: Or maybe she's just trying to wipe the dirt off her boots.

Tom: Somehow I doubt that's the case.

*Eventually Rosie lifts that foot back up, then quickly reaching down, pulling Billie up harshly by the neck. She then rears back, now unleashing a series of powerful knees right into the stomach of her opponent, Billie getting launched up rather high from the force of each one, as she gasps for air, a strained smile across her black lips. Rosie then finishes up this flurry with an especially hard knee, as she releases her grip around Billie's throat, sending her sailing back onto the canvas and landing hard! She clutches her chest even further, as the Champion flashes a rather satisfied smirk, before quickly bouncing off the ropes, then coming back and leaping up high, crashing down and straddling Billie's stomach with her version of an Earthquake Splash, Billie's eyes widening in pain as she immediately feels the pressure atop her chest! Rosie then sits atop for yet another pin attempt. 1.....2.....*

Tom: This is just cruel. Rosie's fragile ego just can't handle the fact that Torn's been able to get an advantage in this match. So she's gonna make her pay.

Jeannie: Typical fatasses throwing their weight around.

*Billie however once again propels that shoulder of her's off the mat. Rosie looks on with fury at this, as she slowly rises back up off of the goth girl, who slowly starts to push back to her feet once more, though clutching her possibly caved in chest while she does so. The Innocent member immediately lunges out, grabbing Torn around the stomach and taking her up high, looking for a Gutwrench powerbomb it seems. Billie however fights out in mid lift with a hard forearm right to the jaw of Rosie, who gasps in pain, immediately letting go of the Brit, who lands on her feet, then starts unloading with a series of open hand chops, battering Rosie across her flat chest with each one. The woman grimaces slightly, each of these blows appearing to pack quite a whallop!*

Tom: And Billie is fighting purely on adrenaline at this point. But it seems to be working!

Jeannie: You'd probably be crying like a baby after a few of those.

Tom: Could say the same for yourself.

*Rosie staggers back slightly from the force of these blows, grasping in pain at that chest of her's. However, she still manages to lunge out, making another grab at Torn. She however manages to avoid it, instead countering by grabbing Rosie by the jaw, then taking her down into a sitout jawbreaker, jarring the woman and sending her stumbling back once more! She grasps at her chin once more, as Billie immediately back off the nearby ropes, rebounding off, before charging full speed, then leaping up with a pair of knees right into Rosie's face, sending her down to the mat with a crash! The crowd lets out a loud pop, as Rosie grasps at her face in pain, Billie now glancing down at the downed woman, before flashing the Japanese crowd the horns, then charging full speed, then delivering a particularly stiff boot right across that same jaw! Rosie goes rolling onto her back from the force of this blow, grimacing even further as she clutches once more at her chin. Billie grasps at her chest once more, before leaping atop of the Women's champion for a cover! 1.....2.....*

Tom: IT'S CALLED BLOODY FOOTBALL DAMN IT! A very effective move there by WHOA's own Billie Torn.

Jeannie: Actually it's called KICK TO THE FRICKIN FACE! And it looked like it hurt!

Tom: Billie may just pull off the upset here!

*Rosie however manages to kick out of the move. Billie looks a bit surprised by this, but she doesn't seem like she'll let it deter her. Instead, the British goth quickly pulls Rosie up by the neck. She then locks in a front headlock, before transitioning quickly into a neckbreaker hold, now holding up a V symbol with her free arm above her once again grinning face. She then quickly drops down to her knees, jacking Rosie's jaw once more, only to spring back up, looking to set up for the Night's Eye Solstice. However, Rosie counters the move, catching her springing her form, then falling forward, depositing Torn right on her face with a Reverse Vertical suplex! She lands hard, grasping her features after this landing. Rosie meanwhile pushes back to her feet, still clutching her jawline, a rather pained expression on her face. She however doesn't let it impede her whatsoever, as she simply reaches down, yanking the form of Miss Torn, before rearing back and delivering a particularly nasty lariat right across the face, Billie getting hit so hard, she does a full flip from the blow, before landing hard atop her back. The Brit's form is now completely limp and lifeless.*

Tom: A sickening lariat by the woman known as Rosie.

Jeannie: DAMN! I'm surprised her head didn't get knocked off her neck after that one!

Tom: Billie was so close to picking up a huge win.

*The referee quickly drops down, now checking on the fallen Torn, who seems to be completely out of things. However, before he can make a judgement, Rosie harshly yanks the poor woman over by an arm, before dropping down and quickly locking in her triangle choke, also known of course as the Fury Grasp. Billie however doesn't even respond to the move, as she seems to have been knocked out cold. Immediately the referee realizes this, grabbing an arm to make sure, then letting it drop. He gets no response. The man quickly hoists it up once more, then letting it fall yet again. Still, no reaction. He finally lifts that limb up a final time... before letting go.*

Billie doesn't respond. The referee immediately rises up, signaling for the bell, as it's clear this contest is over.

Tom: Looks like that blow was just as effective as it looked.

Jeannie: Hate to admit it, but the goth freak put up a pretty good fight there. But in the end, it just wasn't enough.

Finkel: Here is your winner as a result of a knockout... the WIG Women's Champion, Rosie!

*Rosie immediately shoves the now motionless Torn harshless out of her arms, sending her face down to the canvas. She then rises back to her feet and gives a huge sneer, holding up a fist high in the air in triumph. The crowd boos rather loudly in return. Completing brushing off this reaction, Rosie grasps slightly at her jaw once again, a slight grimace forming on her face, before quickly making her way out of the ring. She heads over to the timekeeper's table, quickly snatching her title away, before draping it proudly once again around her neck. She then holds up both arms while flashing a rather digusting grin, her tongue protruding from her mouth as she does. She then quickly takes her leave of the ringside area, heading back up the rampway and returning to the backstage once more.*

Jeannie: Yeah... that doesn't count as a smile.

Tom: Clearly the champion is satisfied with her victory and is ready to get out of here.

*We meanwhile cut back to the ring, where the referee is seen checking on Miss Torn, who still hasn't regained conciousness it seems. However, after a few moments, she eventually manages to a motion of some sort, immediately shooting up her arm, proudly displaying those same horns she usually does. She then, with a bit of help from the referee, manages to get back to her feet. The British woman flashes a big, though pained, smile back towards the Japanese fanbase, before managing to regain her composure, though grasping at her facial features quite closely. She then follows her opponent's lead, quickly making her way to the back, as the crowd gives her a very respectful ovation for her efforts tonight.*

Tom: She may have lost the battle...

Jeannie: Got that right!

Tom: ... but she did win something that the other woman could not. That being, the respect of the Differ Ariake fans.

Jeannie: Eh, she still lost though.

*We quickly cut to a video package, hyping up the still to come White Boys vs Koshinryo/Shuga WIG Tag Team Title Match.*

[ragnal]

Tom: Here we are once again in Japan, fans, and it’s time for one of WIG’s biggest women in the sport-

Jeannie: Literally.

Tom:…to face off against an unknown assailant…

*”Crimson Shadow” plays over the PA system, and the lights turn red as Chick Aura walks out, her translator Ada Banshou following behind her.*



Finkel: The following women’s contest is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring, she comes from Japan, accompanied by Ada Banshou…CHICK! AURA!

*The fans boo Chick as she’s entering the ring. Chick then turns to face the ramp, her arms crossed as she awaits her victim.*

Finkel: And her opponent.....



*Fifteen seconds into the unfamiliar song being played, a card is handed to Finkel. He looks down at the card, in confusion, then looks back up at the camera. He shrugs and starts to read off the card.*

Finkel: And her opponent, chosen by Juri Sadamoto.... From St. James's Gate, Dublin, Ireland. ... Weighing in at 213 pints.... She's dark... She's thick.... She'll get you drunk! .....Guinness Girl!

*From out of the curtain comes, who one would guess is Guinness Girl. She breaks into an instant jig upon appearing on stage. The top of her mask, which looks like a foamy pint of Guinness, jiggles as her feet tap the stage. To go with her mask is a matching full body suit which looks like can of Guinness. She breaks from her traditional river dancing to a modern inspired jig. Half way down the ramp, she starts clapping and spins in a circle while doing so. Chick looks at the woman, dumbfounded. Ada appears to be yelling in Japanese at the referee, obviously fuming over the insult that’s walking down the ramp.*

Jeannie: ...What has Juri been smoking?

Tom: Wouldn't the correct term be “drinking”?

Jeannie: That pun hurt my brain.

Tom: Yes... Well... This Guinness Girl is unorthodox for sure. But that may just be to Chick's disadvantage. She was expecting someone completely different from this person.

Jeannie: Obviously! Unless that is Juni Sada in a costume...

Tom: But then she would be introduced as Juri Sada.

Jeannie: ...

*Guinness Girl stops spinning for a second, and stumbles to ring side. Apparently she takes her name very seriously, as it quickly grows obvious that she is drunk. She holds her hand to her head, trying to steady her head or perhaps push her head completely off her shoulders as that 's what it appears to look like. Suddenly she lifts her hand to her mouth and lurches for a second. But quickly stops and waves to the crowd. Then with a jumping heel click, she goes to climb into the ring and falls down. She stands up quickly and tries it again... And falls flat on her butt. She stares at Chick in the ring from her seated position.*

Jeannie: Hoo boy... This is going to be a long one.

Tom: I must question the wisdom of Juri's choice in this... Guinness Girl... Maybe one of her old Japanese friends has fallen upon hard times and she thought this would be the best way to help?

Jeannie: OR she was as drunk as this broad is when she made her choice.

Tom: ...that too. Still, she seemed like she wanted to prove a point to Chick Aura with this match. I have to wonder if she even had a reason for this match.

Jeannie: Maybe she's trying to embarrass Chick into giving her another match?

*Immediately the masked Guinness Girl shakes her head as if to try to fight off sleep. She crawls to the ring steps and slowly tries to crawl into the ring. Yet somehow she manages to trip on her way into the ring. She jumps to her feet and skips over to center of the ring where Chick is. GG smiles through her mouth hole in her mask as her glass eyes trace her opponent. She leans forward, maybe to intimidate Chick, but leans too far and falls on Chick. The big woman immediately pushes her away. GG, unable to get her bearings, stumbles backward and lands into a seated position against the turnbuckle. The referee who looks at a loss simply calls for the bell as GG's head is lowered at her chest . Loud snoring is heard.*

Tom: ...this could be a really short match.

Jeannie: A dur.... Ya think? Chick is going to wreck this broad.

*As soon as the bell rings, GG jumps up to her feet and throws up her dukes at Chick's general direction. She starts hopping around as she pumps her hands. Chick Aura stares bewildered at her surprise opponent. She looks over at Ada who simply shrugs back at her. She rolls her eyes, neck, and shoulder in irritation and moves towards the drunken woman with little caution. In fact she walks right in front of the inebriated woman. GG throws a left jab in response which doesn't even come close to Chick. Then a right which comes closer to hitting the referee than her large target. GG holds up both her hands, blinking, then lifts up one finger at Chick.*

Jeannie: Yes, you drunk. There's only one Chick. Not the three you are seeing.

Tom: I don't even think Chick moved one inch there.

Jeannie: If she moved, she could have been hit. I think the safest thing to do against GG is let her take herself out.

*GG winds back, spinning her right hand behind her, and goes for a huge hay-maker. Sensing that Guinness Girl probably got her bearings enough for one punch, Chick ducks. GG spins aimlessly around in circles in front of Chick, still trying to get her balance. She falls backward right into Chick. Aura grimaces in anger as the crowd is laughing at this display. She stares at the back of the head of the woman who is embarrassing her in her own country. She violently pushes the woman forward straight at the turnbuckle.*

Tom: And with that last cartoonishly thrown punch, it looks like Chick has had enough.

Jeannie: Had enough? She's fuming! She's so red right now that her hair looks white in comparison. And I have a feeling we'll be seeing GG knocked out on the ground. And not by her usual means.

Tom: What?

Jeannie: She's a drunk. Knocked out on the floor?

Tom: Oh.

Jeannie: ...Thanks for ruining the joke.

Tom: Any time.

*GG propels forward at the turnbuckle, leaning forward the whole way. Just as she reaches the turnbuckle, she runs up the steps! The crowd comes to live as she springs off the top rope, turning in midair, and topples Chick Aura with a Flying Crossbody!*

Jeannie: WHAT THE HELL?!

Tom: Would you look at that!

1!


2!

KICK OUT!

*GG is violently thrown off by Aura. Chick sits up with a look of shock and anger. She slams both fists on the mat as she rises. All the while, GG has taken to trying to walk a straight line towards the crowd with her back turned to Chick. Aura quakes and charges at GG. The superfan of Guinness turns just in time to get her head nearly taken off by a Clothesline. But she rolls with it and turns it into a cartwheel! Chick, from her kneed position stares in disbelief as GG sticks the landing... Only to fall backwards. The crowd bursts into laughter. Chick rises to her feet again. She starts stomping and pointing at the crowd to be quiet. Finally getting her nerve back with help from Ada, she walks over to her prone opponent and reaches down. But is taken into a Small Package!*

1!


2!


KICK OUT!

Tom: Guinness Girl has just pinned Chick for the count of two... TWICE.

Jeannie: Oh god, Chick's forehead vein is going to pop.

Tom: She has got to get her head into the game if she doesn't want to fall to this bizarre opponent chosen by Juri.

*Aura smacks her face with both palms as she rises from a kneed position. Again GG is show boating to the crowd. She huffs loudly and runs the opposite way, rebounding off the ropes. This time GG doesn't even get the time to turn around before violently getting an Aura of Lightning straight to the back of the head. She falls forward in a heap.*

Jeannie: HOLY DAMN!

Tom: A vicious boot right to the back of Guinness Girl's head. That could be a knock out shot right there.

Jeannie: More than that! That looked like that could have killed a full grown dude!

*In a fury, Chick gives a full force kick to the ribs of GG that sends the woman sprawling. A few furious elbow drops to the chest later, Chick places her foot upon GG's neck. The referee goes for a count, which gets to a total of two before Aura releases the hold. Immediately she jumps and lands a Double Knee Drop with her full weight upon GG's abdomen. She goes for the cover.*

Jeannie: Good God... Talk about going stiff on someone.

Tom: I think Chick is tired of GG's antics. And wants this to end as soon as possible.

1!

Chick lifts GG's head!

Tom: Or not.

*Chick stands over the body of GG and reaches down to grab her opponent by the neck. As the referee starts to count, she uses her incredible strength and pulls GG from her back on the ground to the air. But just as she does so, GG jumps and locks in a Headscissors and propels Chick forward to the middle rope. As Chick holds her chest in pain against the ropes, while Ada checks on her, GG points at Aura. She cups her hands to her mouth.*

Guinness Girl: *In heavy Japanese accent trying to be Irish.* I KICK YOU ARSE!

Jeannie: The hell was that? “I kick you alse?”

Tom: Maybe she was trying to say “arse”?

Jeannie: ...WHAT THE HELL IS “ARSE”!?

Tom: ...

*Guinness Girl runs to the opposite ropes and stumble runs towards Chick. She reaches the ropes and goes for a 619 kick! But... She goes the other way, completely missing Chick! Upon finishing her spin, she lands in a kneed position next to Chick. Aura, dumbfounded, looks to her right after having covered up. Only to be slapped! Chick's head snaps back at GG in anger. She lunges at GG, but completely misses and falls forward after Guinness Girl jumps back. Wasting no time, GG twirls a finger in the air and drops face first in front of Chick... And begins rolling over her! She gets to the middle of Aura before she is shoved off. Again the crowd laughs at the antics of GG.*

Jeannie: ...Has this “Irish” girl done ANYTHING damaging to Chick so far?

Tom: Well, she has done a bit. I think she's going more towards hurting Chick's pride.

Jeannie: It'd take a rocket launcher to put a dent in that.


*Aura stands up, her body huffing with anger towards the drunken Japanese woman. GG climbs onto the turnbuckles, hopping up and down on the middle turnbuckle for no reason whatsoever, other than to allude to the fact she’s pretty drunk right now. Chick takes advantage of this by grabbing GG from behind, and lifting her up for a German Suplex…GG lands on her feet!*

Jeannie: WHAT?!

Tom: Guinness Girl made it to safety after a surprise German Suplex! Unbelievable!

Jeannie:…who the hell is she, the female Ollie the Magic Bum?!

Tom: I don’t think anyone’s going to get that reference, Jeannie.

Jeannie: Meh, whatever, I said it.

*Chick turns around to see GG standing, the woman drunkenly waving her hand inwards at Chick. Aura runs at GG, just barely ducking underneath a drunken clothesline. Chick bounces off the ropes, and hit’s a running DDT back onto GG. Aura quickly covers, and Ada yells at the ref to speed the count up.*

ONE! TWO!

*KICKOUT*

Tom: Oh wow, Ada getting desperate here as he yells for the ref to get the count quickly!

Jeannie: I can’t blame him. Would YOU want your client to lose to…Guinness Girl?

*Aura gets to her feet, picking GG up along with her. Aura whips her into the ropes, and connects with a Yakuza Kick to GG.*

Tom: Another harsh hit to the Irish lass with the Aura of Lightning! What a shame!

Jeannie: A shame? Irish? ANOTHER? Tom, first of all, this woman is CLEARLY not Irish! Second of all, why would YOU think it’s bad?!

Tom: Because Guinness Girl has done little to harm Chick! There’s no need for ruthlessness!

Jeannie: Yeah. Uh-huh. Aside from annoying Chick AND myself! You know, Tom, I get the feeling you just enjoy watching drunk girls!

Tom: I do not!

Jeannie: So you’re saying that’s NOT your video that’s entered for a night with ODB?

Tom: …I…don’t know what you’re talking about.

*Chick grabs GG’s legs and drags her over to the nearest set of ropes. She falls to her back, and catapults GG into the ropes…but GG grabs a hold of the ropes! She struggles her feet free of Chick’s grasp, springboards off the middle rope, and drops both knees into Chick’s stomach! GG stays on for a pin.*

ONE! TWO!

*Chick forces GG off of her. Both women stand to their feet now, with Chick rearing back for a chop…but GG gets one of her own in, though…it hits pretty weakly. GG then laughs like a hyena, backing into the ropes. Chick, already in rage form, runs at GG, only for the Guinness lass to slide through Aura’s legs. GG then rolls Chick up from behind into a pin.*

ONE! TWO!

*A kickout from Chick. GG runs around the ring, while Chick gets to her feet. GG runs into chick eventually, who slaps her palm against GG’s throat.*

Jeannie: YES! SEND THAT DRUNKEN IDIOT TO HELL!

*Chick lifts GG up into the air…and GG escapes! She grabs Chick’s arm, looking to take down the larger Japanese woman with an armbar…though it really doesn’t do much. At all. GG struggles, and Chick shakes her head before slapping her free hand into GG’s forehead, knocking her back and forcing her to let go.*

Jeannie: Yeah, she’s screwed.

*GG shakes her head back into consciousness, and runs at Chick, who goes to hit an armdrag…but GG lands on her feet! She counters with an arm drag of her own! The crowd is going WILD for GG’s amazing spectacle of strength!*

Jeannie: WHAT THE-?!

Tom: An armdrag on Chick Aura! I don’t believe it!

*Chick’s eyes widen in surprise as she’s on the floor, trying to comprehend what just happened. As she stands up, GG is behind her in a fighting pose…though a bit more serious one this time. Chick turns around and SMACK! A knife edge chop to the throat! Aura stands her ground. SMACK! Another kife edge chop! Aura still remains still. SMACK! One more knife edge to the FACE this time, and Chick stumbles back! GG charges at Chick, hitting a harsh lariat against Chick, causing the larger woman to stumble back into the ropes! GG runs at Chick, but is stopped by another Aura of Lightning, and forced to the ground! The crowd boos Chick as she signals for the end of the fight, lifting GG up into the air.*

Jeannie: YEAH, this is the end! Chick’s gonna make this drunkard Kiss the Pavement!

Tom: I don’t think so!

*GG manages to struggle her feet out of Chick’s grasp just before the finisher is made! GG then lands on her feet in front of a surprised Chick, and hit’s a high roundhouse kick, causing Aura to spin around in a dazed stupor!*

Tom: Guinness Girl just nearly took off Chick's head with that kick!

Jeannie: She just got knocked back into overalls!

Tom: ...WHAT?!

*GG then hoists Chick ONTO HER SHOULDERS, barely struggling to keep the larger woman up!*

Jeannie: WHAT. THE. HELL?

Tom: UNBELIEVEABLE! Guinness Girl has Chick Aura on her shoulders!

*During the entire time the announcers talk, GG STILL has Aura held tightly on her shoulders. The crowd themselves count up to eight seconds before GG spins Chick over her head and into a SITOUT PILEDRIVER!*

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Jeannie: THAT’S IT?!

Tom: THAT’S IT!

*The crowd is in an excited uproar as the end music plays.*



Finkel: Here is your winner…GUINNESS GIRL!

*GG stands up to the cheers of the crowd. Ada, outside the ring, holds his head in utter shock as his jaw drops. Chick, meanwhile, lays on the mat, barely moving.*

Tom: I don’t believe it! Who on EARTH could hold Aura up on her shoulders like that?! And after such an impressive fight, also!

Jeannie:…yer kidding.

*GG exits the ring by simply dropping down and rolling out of the ring. She makes her way up the ramp, slapping a few hands. She walks to the stage and goes to make her exit. Ada runs to Finkel, and forces the mic out of his hand. Ada turns to face the ramp, and speaks into the microphone.*

Ada: So...Ms. Girl...is it? You have defeated Ms. Aura...through odd and drunken behavior. But...I demand that we see the face of the woman who humiliated Ms. Aura in this very ring!

Finkel:...you're not in the ring.

Ada: Shush.

*GG turns around and tilts her head. She drunkenly looks behind her both ways then makes a visor with her hand, looking out over the audience. Then shrugs and points at herself.*

Ada: Yes, you with the mask! Show us who you are!

*She points to her jumpsuit which says "Guinness Girl" and motions something to the effect of "you stupid".*

*Ada looks confused, until Finkel whispers into his ear. Ada, annoyed, throws his arms up in the air.*

Ada: Fine. GUINNESS GIRL...Please remove your mask so we can see who it is you truly are.

*GG motions for some music to dance to then puts her hands on her hips, waiting for Ada to call for music.*

Ada: *Eyebrow now twitching* Music, please.



*GG starts dancing in a modern style, then takes a spin in place. Upon finishing she reaches up to her mask, unlacing it as she pumps her legs up and down to the music. Upon reaching the last lace, she ducks her head and pumps her hips forward once. Then with a dramatic pull, she reveals herself to be... JURI SADAMOTO with a smile like a cat who just ate a canary! Ada's jaw drops, while Chick, still inside the ring, rolls onto her stomach, and looks up to see the Broken Rose as her opponent for the night.*

Tom: HOLY SMOKES!

Jeannie: Aww what the hell?!

Tom: It's Juri! Juri was Guinnes Girl this whole time! I should've known it!

Jeannie: Way to backtrack... Wait! Juri just got her rematch... And won!

Tom: Well, played, Juri!

*Juri gives a playful wave at Ada and Chick then does a small river dance into an air heel click. She practically beaming. Chick is in the ring, looking ready to tear someone apart as she watches Juri in all her spectacle of celebration.

Tom: You have got to wonder if Chick is going to take this laying down...

*Furious, Aura stands up, kicking at the ring ropes. This immediately prompts Ada to get into the ring, attempting to calm the large woman down.*

Tom: Guess not.

[Danny Taylor]

*Fade in from commercial, we see the self-proclaimed Role Model that can be trusted...  Danny Taylor giving a small smile into the camera.  She tips her country hat and lifts a mic to her mouth.*

Danny: Greetings, fans from around the world.  It is I, the one woman who will bring about change to the world society as a whole.  And unlike some of my other peers, my change is for the better.

*She shifts, smiling again.*

Danny: You see, with the next round of the tournament for the Colvin Cup sharply approaching...  I again have the pleasure of being in tandem with the misunderstood Jason Hereford.  A match which is almost certain a locked win for us.  Granted the next few steps maybe bumpy, but I am all but convinced that our combined capabilities in the ring and our mental capacities will in the end trump all others.

*She brushes her hair behind her ear.*

Danny: And I will soon cash in my title shot against the winner of the upcoming Women's Title Unification match.  Then, once and for all, a true champion that you can be proud off....  Will sit upon the throne. 

Danny: It's been said that it is always the darkest before the dawn.  And it is near midnight in a cave that is known as WIG.  I am that shinning light, that dawn that will bring WIG and the world into the promised land. You might not like my words, but in the end you all will thank my actions-

*Suddenly a bright butterfly flutters across the screen, bringing with it the Patron Goddess of Skittles and Sugar appears. Miss Lexi Dyionisi cartwheels her way by Danny.*

Lexi: Meanie. You're not bright! You're...dim! You're like...an iceberg during an eclipse!

*Danny's eyes roll upward and cross as she sighs.*

Danny: I see Kindergarten is out early.

Lexi: I'm not a lil girl! *At this her smile fades somewhat. Her fingers clinch into fists, making the lime green fishnet glovelets she's wearing tighten.* Why are you so mean?

Danny: *Without even looking at Lexi.* Because, my little dear, you are a wolf in sheep's wool.  You are a distraction for the mislead to cheer.  That's why I tried to get rid of you.  I see my swift, not well thought out plan failed.

Lexi: No, it failed 'cuz it wasn't honest.

*Her eyes go wide, and an almost complete innocence peers through the wild amethyst centers. Her's are infinitely less hurt and intense then her sister's, but they speak of a strength entirely different.-

Lexi: ...You tried to get my sissy in trouble by lying that I'm a kid. You KNOW better

Danny: *Eyes fluttering in annoyance.*  Forgive me, for thinking you as a child.  Never mind the childish love of candy and colors.  *She finally turns and stares at Lexi.*  But I see that my best intentions for a lack of a painful situation is failed.  Look at you.  You're an utter disgrace to the 21th century woman.  You act like a child for entertainment and you whore yourself out to two individuals of suspect that only want to see how many foolish women's innocent they can claim.  You wasted no time going back to those two, I see.

Lexi: -Her eyes glare at Danny, not completely understanding. It might be due to her naivete, but something inside her is confused at this.- What do you mean? You don't make sense. I am who i am, and nothin's gonna change me.

Danny: Which is why you need to be expelled from WIG like fecal matter from a living body.

Lexi: You're cruel. And mean. I think you're a nasty woman who needs to be .. smacked.

Danny: Go on and do it.  *She takes off her hat and exposes a cheek.*  And I'll have you suspended so that you'll no longer poison my fans.  I'd be more than happy to get rid of you. 

Lexi: You're just nasty. I don't think you're nearly as good as you claim. I think you're a liar to yourself.

Danny: *Mock shock* What's that?  No mention of butterflies or sugar?  I thought you would combust if such were to happen.

Lexi: i like those thigs...cuz they're decent. They seem to be the sweetest, trustworthiest things in the world. You just aren't. You're... a thorn. Not even with the rose. You're just a thorn on a wilted flower!

Danny: *Slightly shaking her head, still offering her cheek as she starts a wicked grin.*  Go on...  Tempt my ego.  Challenge my resolve.  Now...  Strike me.  Strike me and then give me due course to press charges.

Lexi: I'm not going to. You're the snake in those bedtime stories I was told long ago. I know better then to trust snakes!

Danny: What's worse?  A snake that's nature is out in the open and known...  Or the wolf that hides it's nature to lure unsuspecting victims?  I know who I am.  Who are you?

*The raver girl looks around her for a second, then looks at Danny.*

Lexi: I'm Lexi. That's all. And I think you're a grownup who lost touch with a side she never should have lost. But...you make me feel sick. I need to go check on my friend.... My poor Billie is injured...cuz of a wicked Rosie!

Danny: Oh?  You're friends with that horrid goth girl?

Lexi: Proud of it, too! She's kind and polite.

Danny: Well then, I think I know who I will call out tonight for a match.  *She straights the hat on her head.*  And though it will trouble me doing so, I know in my heart what I'm about to do is not my fault.  *She lingers a stare at Lexi.* ...it's yours for coming back.

Lexi: You sent me away in the first place. I wouldn't of had to come back had you not sent me away first! XP!

*Danny nods, solemnly and walks away towards the ring.*

Lexi:... She needs to be falcon punched. Beast!

*The colorful raver girl crosses her arms and blows a raspberry in the direction of the woman who almost got to a core part of Lexi not meant to be revealed. Suddenly, Lexi grins slightly merrily, humming.."I see a red door an' I wanna paint it...BLAACK..."*

[The White Boys]

*We open up on the ring. Howard Finkel and a Japanese announcer stand in the ring.*

Howard Finkel: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is The Beds of Balance Match for the W*I*G Tag Team Championships! Here are the rules: two caskets will be place at ringside, one for each team. In order to win the match, one team has to put both team members into their casket in order to win the match.

*Kinji Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

Finkel: Introducing first....

“Red Star” by The Birthday Massacre plays. www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qht2cLY_55w

*White and Pink stars flutter around randomly, but as the 30 second mark strikes; the two of them hit center stage and turn purple. The lights immediately flare to red and black with white smoke pouring from the ramp. Two parasols flash out from behind the curtain. They twirl slowly at first, and then go faster. When they hit the top speed, the two girls step out from behind them, maneuvering them at their sides. They link their free arms together, spin for a moment before Shuga bends down on one knee, parasol in front of her. Koshinryo places her parasol above them as she wraps an arm around Shuga. The two women then throw their lace umbrellas into the air as a shower of red pours down and white-colored sparks flare up. A casket painted in a Confederate Flag design is revealed*

Finkel: The challengers, coming down the aisle, at a combined weight of 290 pounds, from the Dark And The Light Theatre—KOSHINRYO AND SHUGA!

*Kinji Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*The two stand and catch their parasols. Then, they grab the Confederate casket and push it down the ramp. The girls then push it over to the far side of the ring facing the entrance ramp, place it next to the ring, and enter the ring. Inside the ring, Shuga sits down cross-legged and smiling as Koshinryo stands behind her, crossing the now-closed accoutrement above her head.*

Tom Bailey: Well, this should be an interesting match and a real treat for our Japanese audience.

Jeannie Lawless: Since this match is taking place in Japan, wouldn’t it make the W*I*G Tag Team Titles World Tag Team Titles?

Tom: You know, I think it would!

Jeannie: Sweet! The White Boys are going to become World Tag Team Champions.

Tom: Or, Koshinryo and Shuga will.

Jeannie: Way to spoil my fantasy.

*The White Boys’ music plays.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHsDa9_HSlA

Finkel: And their opponents, coming down the aisle, at a combined weight of 450 pounds, from Mobile, Alabama—The W*I*G Tag Team Champions, THE WHITE BOYS.

*Kinji Mizuhashi translates for the audience.*

*The White Boys come out to the boos of the crowd while pushing a casket that looks like a giant toy box. They are both wearing white tights with a big red X on the front and back. They have the W*I*G Tag Team Title belts around their waists. Justin’s Confederate guitar is on top of the casket. As they push the casket down the ramp, some pyro in the design of the Confederate Flag goes off. Once they get to the ring, the White Boys place the casket in front of the ring. Justin grabs his guitar and hands it to the Japanese time keeper.*

Tom: And, here are our champions, with an interesting casket.

Jeannie: I think the toy box fits in with Koshinryo and Shuga’s theme.

Tom: Well, anyway, this should be an exciting and interesting match.

*The White Boys take off the W*I*G Tag Team Title belts and hand their titles to Finkel as he exits the ring. The Japanese announcer also leaves the rings. Jason and Justin then open the casket for their opponents and pull out two leather straps. They quickly slide into the ring, charge at Koshinryo and Shuga, and attack them. The bell rings as the White Boys punch and stomp on their opponents. They throw Koshinryo and Shuga to the mat and start whipping them, Jason whipping Koshinryo and Justin whipping Shuga.*

Tom: Good Lord! The White Boys start off by mercilessly whipping Koshinryo and Shuga!

Jeannie: Well, it’s a casket match. They can be as merciless as they want to.

Tom: Actually, it’s a Beds Of Balance match.

Jeannie: Whatever! It has the same rules!

*The White Boys continue to whip Koshinryo and Shuga. However, the girls manage to get up onto their knees. Suddenly, Koshinryo and Shuga hit Jason and Justin with lowblows. The White Boys fall to their knees and drop the leather straps. Koshinryo and Shuga get up, pick up the straps, and start whipping Jason and Justin.*

Tom: Well, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander.

Jeannie: Dammit! Koshinryo and Shuga can’t do this! They’re scarring up the White Boys fabulous bodies!

*Koshinryo and Shuga continue whipping Jason and Justin, even as they manage to get up. Shuga suddenly kicks Justin in the stomach and hits him with a DDT. Then, she tells the referee standing next to the Confederate casket to raise the lid. He does, and Shuga rolls Justin over into the casket. Justin soon realizes where he is and tries to jump out. However, Shuga uses her right leg to push him back into the casket, and they are now in struggle.*

Tom: I don’t believe it! Shuga already has this match almost halfway won for her team! She just has to get Justin White to stay in the casket!

Jeannie: Well, she has to be careful. Jason is still in this match.

*Meanwhile, Koshinryo continues to whip Jason. However, Jason hits her with a European uppercut. Then, he sees Shuga trying to push Justin into the Confederate casket. He walks over to them, grabs Shuga, and hits her with a belly-to-back suplex. Jason gets up onto his knees, grabs Shuga by her hair, and starts punching her in the head while Justin gets up onto the apron. Suddenly, Koshinryo charges at Jason and dropkicks him, causing him to fall back and hit Justin. Justin falls back into the casket, and the lid falls shut. The crowd cheers.*

Tom: Holy Macaroni! Justin fell into the casket, and it’s shut!

Jeannie: Oh my God! We could have new tag team champions in a matter of seconds!

*Koshinryo and Shuga immediately get up and try to push Jason into the casket. The ref lifts the lid, but Jason grabs the bottom rope and holds on for dear life as Koshinryo and Shuga keep trying to push him into the casket. Suddenly, Justin jumps up and punches Shuga. She falls back. Then, Justin grabs Koshinryo by her throat and holds on as he climbs onto the apron. Jason gets up and grabs Koshinryo. He pulls her from the ropes and picks her up for a powerbomb. Justin jumps onto the top rope, and they hit Koshinryo with a springboard leg lariat/powerbomb combo.*

Tom: Rebel Rouser to Koshinryo ends their title hopes for the time being.

Jeannie: The White Boys are going to need all the double team moves they got if they want to win this match.

*The White Boys get up. Suddenly, Shuga jumps up and hits Justin with a forearm shot, knocking him down. Jason immediately pounces on Shuga, punching and kicking her. Then, he picks up Shuga and hits her with a front suplex onto the top rope. Jason then kicks her in the chest. She falls onto the apron. Jason walks over and picks her up by her hair. However, Shuga grabs Jason’s neck and drops him throat first onto the top rope. Jason bounces up, grabbing his throat. Koshinryo gets up, grabs one of the leather straps, and wraps it around Jason’s throat. Justin gets up and sees his brother being choked. He goes to help him, but Shuga reenters the ring, jumps onto Jason’s back, and locks him into a rear naked choke.*

Tom: Koshinryo and Shuga are choking out the White Boys—Koshinryo choking Jason with a leather strap and Shuga choking Justin with the Candy Clamor.

Jeannie: They could pass out, and then they’ll need mouth-to-mouth!

Tom: Don’t even think about getting up!

Jeannie: But, if I don’t do it, one of those crazed young Japanese teens could do it! And, I can’t let that happen.

Tom: Jeannie! That’s horrible!!!!

Jeannie: Oh, don’t worry. They can’t speak English!

Tom: I am amazed by your cultural sensitivity.

*Both Jason and Justin are fading. However, Jason is still on his feet. He bends up, lifting Koshinryo off of the mat. Then, he grabs her legs and charges backwards into a corner. This causes Koshinryo to let go of the strap. Jason walks away from her and starts stomping a mudhole on Koshinryo. Then, Jason turns his attention to Shuga and Justin. He charges at Shuga and kicks her in the side of her head. This causes her to let go of Justin. Jason picks up Shuga and hits her with a snap suplex. Jason gets up. Suddenly, Koshinryo comes out of the corner and hits Jason with a standing shiranui.*

Tom: Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto! Koshinryo comes out of nowhere with the Malice And Mercy!

Jeannie: Great! Now, we owe Styx money! Thanks a lot, Tom!

Tom: Don’t we have to pay Bob Dylan money because one of L. Rey’s moves is called “Knocking On Heaven’s Door.”?

Jeannie: Yeah! But, now we gotta pay more!

Tom: Well, they deserve it.

Jeannie: Yeah, because they aren’t widely successful musicians! *rolls eyes*

*Koshinryo picks up Jason while Shuga gets up. Then, Koshinryo hits Jason with a reverse STO while Shuga hits him with an enziguiri at the same time.*

Tom: Viral Venus to Jason White! Koshinryo and Shuga are pulling out double team moves of their own now.

Jeannie: If I was them, I would try and get one of the White Boys into that Confederate flag casket.

*Sure enough, Koshinryo and Shuga pick up Jason. Shuga yells to the ref to lift the Confederate casket. Then, both girls throw Jason into it. They go to close the lid. However, Justin grabs Koshinryo from behind and hits her with an atomic drop. Shuga attacks Justin with a chop block. However, Justin hits her with one of her own. Shuga chops Justin back, and Justin chops Shuga back. Soon, the two get into a vicious chop war; the chest soon become beat red. Justin has a few drops of blood coming from his chest. Suddenly, Koshinryo gets up, moves behind Justin, and grabs. Then, the girls hit him with a German suplex/STO combo.*

Tom: Rogue Dolls to Justin, ending that chop war between him and Shuga.

Jeannie: Thank God that’s over! My chest was starting to bleed just looking at it.

Tom: I’m surprised you don’t want to get up and go rub some Neosporin on his chest.

Jeannie: Now that you mention it!

Tom: Sit down!

*The girls pick up Justin. Suddenly, Jason charges into the ring and hits Koshinryo with a hurricanrana, sending her to the outside. Shuga attacks Jason as he gets up. Then, she whips him into a corner. Shuga gives him several knife-edge chops and then tries to whip Jason across the ring. However, Jason reverses it and sends Shuga into the corner. Jason then charges at her and hits her with an arched big boot. Jason then stomps a mudhole onto Shuga. Meanwhile, Justin gets up and joins his brother. Then, they pull Shuga from the corner. Jason holds Shuga while Justin climbs to the top turnbuckle. Jason picks up Shuga for a dominator, and Justin jumps off and drops an elbow on her neck.*

Tom: Shuga gets hit with the Flying Elephant. Looks like the White Boys have regained control of the match.

Jeannie: However, they need to remember Koshinryo on the outside. She could sneak back in and regain control of the match.

*Justin gets up. The White Boys grab Shuga by her hair. Suddenly, Koshinryo sneaks back into the ring, sneaks up behind the White Boys, and hits them with some lowblows. Shuga gets up, moves behind Jason, and locks him into an arm-hook sleeper. Meanwhile, Koshinryo picks up Justin and hits him a cradle brainbuster.*

Jeannie: Told ya!

Tom: Shuga locks Jason in the Rock a by Lullaby, while Koshinryo hits Justin with the Funeral Doll.

*Koshinryo gets up and stomps on Justin a few times. Then, she picks up Justin onto his knees. Suddenly, Justin grabs Koshinryo and throws her through the ropes and onto the Toy Box casket. She rolls over it and lands on the floor, then getting up. Then, Justin gets up, runs across the ring, hits the ropes, bounces off of them, runs back across the ring, jumps onto the top rope, springboards off, and lands on Koshinryo with a shooting star plancha. The audience applauds this move.*

Tom: Rollie Pollie Ollie! Justin White hits Koshinryo with a springboard shooting star plancha!

Jeannie: He’s lucky he didn’t hit that casket. That could have been a serious knee injury.

*Meanwhile, Shuga still has the Rock a by Lullaby locked on Jason. She yells at the ref to open the Confederate casket. He does, and Shuga pulls Jason over to it. However, Jason kicks and struggles to keep from going into the casket. Shuga struggles to get Jason into the casket. As this goes on, Jason manages to get onto his feet. He pushes off the mat, and they both fall between the ropes, with Jason landing onto Shuga, squashing her onto the apron. However, the momentum causes Jason to fall into the casket, taking Shuga with him. They land in the casket hard, causing the lid to fall shut. With the lid shut, we see the casket shake a bit.*

Tom: I don’t believe! Jason and Shuga fell into the casket.

Jeannie: I wonder what’s going on in there.

Tom: Well, we don’t have a camera in there; but I doubt they are making out.

Jeannie: They better not be!

*Meanwhile, Justin gets up. He picks up Koshinryo and slams her face first onto the Toy Box casket. Justin picks her up and slams her against the casket again. He picks her up and slams her again and again and again and again. Justin then places his forearm onto Koshinryo’s face and grinds it against her face, also grinding Koshinryo’s face into the casket. This goes on for a few minutes. Suddenly, Koshinryo grabs Justin’s crotches and squeezes. Justin lets go of Koshinryo, and Koshinryo punches Justin in the nose. He falls back onto the floor. Koshinryo stands up, revealing that she is bleeding from her forehead.*

Tom: Good lord! Koshinryo has been busted open.

Jeannie: I’m more concerned with Justin! She could have lodged something…

Tom: OKAY! Just stop right there!

*Justin stands up, bent over. Koshinryo suddenly grabs him and throws him into the Toy Box casket. Justin hits neck first, falls to the floor, and grabs the back of this neck. Koshinryo then starts kicking Justin. Then, she grabs Justin by his hair and starts ramming his head into the casket. Then, she places her right foot onto Justin’s throat and starts choking him with it.*

Tom: Oh my! Seeing her own blood has brought out a mean streak in Koshinryo.

Jeannie: Well, she’s gonna need it if she hopes to win this match.

*Koshinryo picks up Justin and then slams him onto the Toy Box casket. She picks him up and slams him onto the casket again. She then slams him onto the casket again and again and again and again and again and again. She picks him up again, but this time she slams him onto the floor. Koshinryo then climbs up onto the apron and then onto the top turnbuckle. Koshinryo waits until Justin gets up. He does, holding the back of his head. Then, Koshinryo jumps off and lands onto Justin’s shoulders, going for a diving hurricanrana. However, Justin stops her from taking him over, swings Koshinryo around, lifts her up, and powerbombs her onto the casket. The audience lets out a groan.*

Tom: Holy Hannah Montana! Justin counters the Lace Work with a powerbomb onto the casket!

Jeannie: Good God! Her back has to be screwed up.

Tom: Looks like the tide has turned in this match.

Jeannie: Yes, the Crimson Tide has turned, indeed.

Tom: What?

Jeannie: You know, Crimson Tide, the name of Alabama’s teams.

Tom: Oh yeah.

*Koshinryo clutches her back, and slides off the side of the casket, crumbling to the floor. Justin pauses for a moment, regaining a wind. He bends down a grabs Koshinryo, landing a saito suplex.*

Tom: That's Auburn Sucks! Isn’t going to help that back of Koshinryo’s.

*Justin kicks Koshinryo, determined to keep her down. He doesn’t see what’s happening back at the Confederate casket.*

Jeannie: That casket better not be rocking for reasons I think it might be!

Tom: Why must you always go to sex?

Jeannie: Who are you—my psychiatrist!?

*A double pair of hands reach out. The casket lid opens. Shuga crawls out- just as Koshinryo is lifted into the air by Justin and he transitions a full nelson into a vertebreaker, landing her damn hard into the Toy Box casket while Shuga falling to the floor outside of the Confederate Casket. Justin grabs his head out of frustration as Shuga slithers to her feet. Both of the dolls are busted open, as Shuga now has a vine of bloodiest red dripping down her left eye. She looks at Justin and steps near him. Justin stares back and hunches into a stance. Shuga grins, tilts her head, holds out a porcelain-white hand… and drops a bloody piece of cloth, seemingly ripped from his brother’s outfit. Justin charges at her, but Shuga quickly maneuvers a drop-toe hold, forcing his head into a ring post.*

Jeannie: Nooooooo~!

Tom: Brilliant insight, Jeannie.

*Shuga looks around, and starts a ballerina-like sprinting toward the Toy Box casket. Justin shakes his head, and manages to crawl over to the Confederate casket just as Shuga manages to release her sister- the same time Justin releases Jason from their casket!*

Jeannie: What a stalemate!

Tom: You didn’t expect these women to go down easily, did you?

Jeannie: Well, if I ever got in a ring with the White Boys-

Tom: Stop there! STOP THERE!

*Shuga and Koshinryo strike a pose as Justin and Jason stand together. Blood drips from Koshinryo’s forehead, just as equally oozing from Jason’s chest where Shuga had ripped a decent chunk of skin away.*

Jeannie: I’d like to take a bite out of him…but good lord.

Tom: It does seem excessive, but these women are just odd. I wouldn’t exactly count the White Boys out as far as this match goes though.

*Both teams are staring the other down, The White Boys with looks of complete determination and the Living Dolls with looks of curious wonder.*

Tom: I doubt this is a match up that will end anytime soon, and judging by the reactions from the crowd, I don’t think they’ll mind.

Jeannie: The sweatier the White Boys get, the better off I am.

Tom: I bet you had a thing for Rob Van Dam, didn’t you?

Jeannie: He does have a nice butt.

*During this exchange, the people involved with the match have gotten in the ring, and an all out brawl has ensued. The center of the ring is a mass sprawl of bodies and fists. Jason is crouched over Koshinryo, hitting her with multiple forearms, Shuga is on the back of Justin, arms crossed around his neck with her legs scissored around his waist. Justin fights back with elbows as he tries to free himself in order to breathe. But to no avail as Shuga remains stuck upon his windpipe. He begins to fall to one knee as Shuga begins to drag him towards the ropes next to the Confederate casket. Meanwhile, Koshinryo has taken to covering up as Jason lays a few more shots. Seeing her completely open, he grabs the bigger doll by the legs over to the Toy Box.*

Tom: Again the two teams remain equal in this contest of who is going to eliminate who first. Will it be the dolls or the boys from the South?

Jeannie: Why, my White Boys! And those ghoulish dolls better not hurt them anymore, or I'm going to.... to.....

Tom: Complain?

Jeannie: Tenfold.

*Shuga has Justin now down to both knees as she manages to lift up the lid of the Confederate casket. She steps through the ropes and reaches through the middle rope to grab Justin's head. But Jason abandons the prone Koshinryo to save his brother. He punches Shuga as she manages to lift up Justin, then grabs the back of her head and pulls down. Shuga's neck snaps off the ropes and hangs on the middle rope trying to find air. As Justin holds his neck, also trying to breathe, Jason steps through the ropes and reaches down to pick up Shuga. But she headbutts him in the stomach, leaving him stunned momentarily. Taking the quick advantage, Shuga steps behind him and wraps both arms around him. It would appear she's going to German suplex Jason off the apron into the casket! The Japanese crowd reacts with shock and silent excitement as Shuga starts a tug-of-war with Jason, who has the top rope in a tight grip.*

Tom: There's only one direction to go if Shuga succeeds in pulling Jason from the apron!

Jeannie: HANG ON, JASON! I don't want you in a box unless it's min-

Tom: *Interrupting* This match has clearly taken it's toll on it's participants. Blood has been spilled and, perhaps in the case of Koshinryo, a broken bone or five. And still these four continue, in the name of being champion.

Jeannie: Or they are into pain. I bet those chicks are anyway. Not my White Boys...

Tom: *sigh*

*Shuga lands a few clubs on Jason, in an attempt to weaken his grip. After a few shots his grip does indeed loosen. Shuga leans into him forward and then throws herself back with all her weight. But the lean forward allowed Jason to recover. Shuga flies backward, solo, and slams into the open lid of the Confederate casket. The crowd grimaces as the lid cracks and splinters under the combined force & weight of Shuga. Jason looks backward from his stance on the ropes at the broken heap of wood and flesh. The Confederate casket meant for the White Boys is now without a lid to keep its intended targets in. Just beyond the broken box is the body of Shuga, squirming in pain as she takes short, rapid gasps. Koshinryo makes it to her feet, having seen Shuga go flying backwards, and rushes over to see her sister. As she gets there, Justin has begun to rise as well though remains gawking at what just happened.*

Tom: That was one of the most painful things I've ever seen.

Jeannie: I failed out of basic chemistry, but even I know that's not how a spine is suppose to bend...

Tom: ...And it looks like the make-up of this match has become completely different. I can't imagine that Shuga can compete in the shape she is currently in. That leaves just Koshinryo who had, before Shuga's failed German suplex attempt, taken the most damage of the match.

*A mix of realization and opportunity grips Koshinryo as she looks at the two White Boys in front of her, both next to their designated casket. Thinking quickly, she grabs Justin and throws him head first into Jason. Head meets abdomen as Jason falls right into the lid-less casket. The crowd begins to cheer for the chance of fortune. Koshinryo then tries to force Justin in, while Jason has recovered and pushes Justin back in. The unexpected force sends Koshinryo tumbling backwards along with Justin. Jason slides back into the ring as Justin and Koshinryo rises. Koshinryo quakes, staring at Justin, and charges at him but Justin jumps out of the way just in time. She runs right into the two balled up fists of Jason which connects right into her stomach. She has no time to dodge, taking the blow with full force, then gasps and falls to a kneed position. Jason motions to Justin with both hands then pulls Justin into a suplex position. He lifts her into a stalling suplex then drops her right onto Justin's knees.*

Jeannie: The South Will Rise Again! The South Will Rise Again! The South Will Rise Again!

Tom: Yes, that's the patented finisher of the White Boys! I can't imagine a worse time for Shuga & Koshinryo to have that move appear.

Jeannie: Go Justin! Go Jason!

*Koshinryo painfully rolls off Justin's knees, visibly holding her chest and coughing. Holding his sore neck, Justin walks on his knees towards the oversized Toy Box and opens it just as Jason finishes pushing the breathless Koshinryo. Both White Boys lean against the ropes, using leverage, to push in Koshinryo. The doll lands in the box without a fight, still clawing at her chest to get her lungs back to capacity. Jason motions to Justin back towards Shuga, who hasn't moved since her unfortunate fall. First Jason, then Justin climb out of the ring and stands over the fallen doll. The tag champions each take a side of Shuga and carries her all the way around the ring to Toy Box. Koshinryo sits up slightly in the casket as she grasps her chest. She looks up at the White Boys, holding her partner in the hands. Realizing defeat, she closes her eyes and holds out her arms just as Shuga is thrown into them. As soon as Shuga's body forces Koshinryo down, the two White Boys slam the Toy Box lid shut.*

Tom: And with that, the White Boys have one this match and have retained their titles!

Jeannie: The first of many!

Tom: Shuga & Koshinryo fought a hard match but in the end it just wasn't meant to be.

*As the White Boys continue their celebration, the lights suddenly flicker and go out. Twin spotlights, one orange and the other purple, focuses on the Toy Box casket then flutters upward. The lights dance around the arena before shooting the ceiling. Instantly the lights go back on. Justin looks over at Jason, confused, then they both look at the casket. With some apprehension, Jason reaches out and opens the Toy Box. Where once was Shuga & Koshinryo is a beautiful purple dressed doll with a oversized, purple-lolita inspired porcelain doll, with a slightly fluttering, orange butterfly resting atop her head.*

Tom: What the funk!?

Jeannie: That…was…um…

*Cut to a promo for TigerPath’s next show.*