An unfamiliar bass line begins over the arena's giant PA System, some fans know the song as Red Hot Chili Peppers- Readymade, but none know whose face is linked to this entrance song. Suddenly the camera locks in on a section of the crowd about thirty rows up where a group of fans were causing a camotion. From the crowd, stepped a man wearing red wrestling trunks, his hair was done up into a small fauxhawk. Tonight, Scott wore a new shirt down to the ring. The T-shirt was red and came down to the start of his trunks, the front read 'Scott Honeycutt' while the back showed '...Ladies?'. He tugged at the shirt with a satisfying look, it was obvious that the creators did not make this shirt and someone else had. He adjusted his elbow pads as the announcer addressed who he was. He exposed a wide smile.
"Weighing in tonight at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds. From Toronto-Ontario, Canada... Scott Honeycutt!"
Being followed by a body guard, Scott made his way down the steps of the arena. Along the way he made sure to flirt with some of the female fans, giving one his phone number written down on a card. The woman tossed it, she hadn't known yet just how great this man would become. Scott shook a man's hand near the ring barrier appearing to make friends with the crowd in attendence, however he just wanted to steal his Rolex. Scott hopped over to the ringside floor, then slid into the ring coming up feet first. Scott stepped on the second rope and leaned over, raising his armin the new Scott Honeycutt Sign, a simple thumbs up. He hopped away from the ropes and strided into the center of the ring. He appeared excited, he heard about his oppenent before in GWWF.
A recognizable voice that belonged to Guy Cancer himself, announced out..
"Coming in at 250 pounds and standing 5 foot, 10 inches tall.. he is the one that knows you're all just a bunch of monkeys! And the very man that determines careers..!
He is the one.. and the only..
Guy Cancer!
"Cold Blood" by Kix played, the dark blue lights flashed around the arena as Guy walks out. Stepping out onto the stage with three black cloth bags in hand and stopping for a moment at the top of the ramp, he looked from side to side with a proud smirk.
He begins his descent on down the ramp and by halfway down, he stops again. This time he gives a slow peeking glance to his left and right, as if he were afraid to look into the crowd that was around him! He continues on again and stops at the end of the ramp, infuriating the crowd as they were tired of the stop and go! He looked straight at Scott Honeycutt and rolled into the ring. Pulling out a mic from his pocket, he eyed Scott carefully before speaking..
"You've competed in the final two Pay-Per-Views, held the GzW Destruction Championship, and still holding the only active GzW original Championship, the GzW Endurance Championship."
Guy went down on both of his knees and placed the black, cloth bags on the canvas and pulled a title out of one of the bags, lifting it in offer with both hands. He bowed his head as he spoke..
"I present this award, for you to be recognized as an Honorary GzW Original."
Before anything could be said Felix Carr music hits (ICEPICK - Onward to Victory.) As Felix Carr comes out dressed in his MMA gear. As he makes way down to the ring. As soon as gets in he looks a Guy Cancer and Scott. Then grabs a mic. "Sorry to intrude these meeting. I wanted come down here to congrats you on winning this. I'm been out of this business doing Strikeforce and UFC business. Decide come back to wrestle the best this company has to offer. Now I know I missed my last match due previous stuff witch you can go check out on my blog on my website. Then I would have been here. Sorry for not saying anything to management that's my fault. Anyways we have match tonight I feel this will be great match to show my skills off. That's all I got say." As he puts down his mic and awaits what going to be said.
After handing the award off to Scott Honeycutt, Guy "Fox" Cancer picked up the second bag and walked over to the ropes, getting down on one knee and removed the belt from the bag.
"Felix Carr, you've competed in the first three Pay-Per-Views of GzW, first to hold the GzW Team Championships, and was one of the few Originals in the first two shows, of Foxed Out"
Guy then placed the award, spread open across the canvas in front of Felix to take.
"I present this award, for you to be recognized as an Honorary GzW Original."
"Felix Carr, you've competed in the first three Pay-Per-Views of GzW, first to hold the GzW Team Championships, and was one of the few Originals in the first two shows, of Foxed Out"
Guy then placed the award, spread open across the canvas in front of Felix to take.
"I present this award, for you to be recognized as an Honorary GzW Original."
In a completely bizarre move for the face, Scott Honeycutt lifted his new award and tried to smash it into Felix's face! Instant heel turn?
Felix Carr went to bend down to get hit in head by Scott Honeycutt as he falls and hits the ground face first into his title.
Scott Honeycutt stands over Felix Carr for a moment, looking down on him. He picks up Felix's Honorary GzW Original Award and heads for the ropes. Leaving the ring to an out pouring of heat, Scott takes his leave with two GzW Original Awards and one unfinished match.
[Commercial Break]
This match is a TLC Match.
Thangor enters.
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
Sympathy For The Devil by The Rolling Stones plays. Freakshow emerges from the curtains, sporting a new look. is grungy hair bleached blond, similar to that of a old school memphis wrestler. Clad in a pair of long black and orange wrestling trunks. As well as a long colorful ring jacket.. But behind his sunglasses where the same crazed eyes. Freak strides down to the ring, yelling insults at the fans. Freak walks up the ring steps, and goes through the middle rope into the ring. Then stands in the corner, waiting for his old rival.
Thangor stares at Freakshow with a evil look iin his eyes and would offer a lock up to start things.
Aware of Thangor's distinct size advantage, Freakshow refuses the lockup offer, quickly bailing out of the ring! Spitting at his opponent once he was a safe distance away from him!
Thangor a bit amused that his latest victim is running away from him and then got a bit pissed when Freakshow spit at him.
Freakshow directed the referee to hold Thangor back before he got into the ring. He climbed the ring steps hesitantly, and got through the ropes. Ready to get out just as quick as he got in.
Fueled with rage at the disrespect, Thangor ran at Freakshow and Clothesline, but Freakshow dropped to dodge and pull the top rope down, sending Thangor flipping out of the ring and bumping the back of his head on the edge of the ring, on the way out!
Freakshow, smart on his feet, climbed up the turnbuckle and while Thangor was on all fours, holding the back of his head, Freakshow hopped off of the top turnbuckle and landed a Top Rope Axe Handle, further damaging the back of Thangor's head!
Aiming to stay in control and using the barricade to quickly pull himself up and grab a chair from a fan, then proceeded to crack Thangor on the top of his head! After three more hard shots to Thangor's temple, Freakshow got finally got him to bust his head open! Grabbing Thangor by the hair, Freakshow lifted and led him over to the commentator's table, where Thangor knocked away Freakshows grip and put Freakshow through the table in a sudden Spinebuster!
After about a minute and a half of laying in the destruction of broken wood around them, Thangor finally began to lift himself up on all fours and gradually brought Freakshow up to his feet with him. Rolling Freakshow into the ring, Thangor pulled a ladder out from under the ring and slid it into the ring, than pulled a table out from under the ring and slid that into the ring, then rolled into the ring and not even able to get to his feet, Freakshow had enough time to rest and with a shocking burst of strength, that one could only assume was out of urgency, Freakshow put Thangor down with a Brainbuster! He quickly followed that up with a Chinlock.
The Chinlock didn't hold out and Thangor powered out of the hold, breaking the grip and gave Freakshow a Back Elbow shot to the face! Getting to his feet, Thangor put Freakshow down to the canvas, with a harsh Bicycle Kick! Freakshow seemly was now out cold, while Thangor leaned on the ropes, taking a momentary rest and holding the back of his head, he looked from a laid out Freakshow to the ladder and table in the ring. A slight stagger in his step, Thangor first set the ladder up and then slowly and wearily set up the table. Turning back to Freakshow, Thangor pulled Freakshow up to his feet, in a quick yank, showing off his strength.
Thangor threw Freakshow's limp body over his shoulder and proceeded to walk over to the ladder and standing between the table and the ladder, Thanger first made a nudge to the table for adustment and then turned back to the ladder, shaking it to make sure for a sturdy climb and began to climb the ladder, step-by-step, rung-by-rung. Thangor stopped a few rungs away from the top step, coming alive once again, Freakshow was not going to be put through a table for the second time and scooted back to sit on the top step, giving Thangor some punches in resistance!
Catching punches to the face, Thangor's head was then grabbed and pulled into cracking his head on a ladder's rung! Seeing Thangor beganing to get all limp on him, Freakshow decided to act now and tucked Thangor's head under his legs and hopped off, as the fans watched on in complete awe, Freakshow put Thangor through the table by way of a Piledriver! The scene was horrific! With Thangor laying on his back and bleeding from the head, like a stuck pig, Freakshow painfully and slowly pulled an arm out from underneath Thangor to start the three count, as his other arm was already covering the belly! "One.. Two.. Three!" Freakshow has won this hard fought match!
[Commercial Break]
Felix leaves the medical room. With Ice over his head as he looks around for Scott Honeycutt. as he wants to finish some unfinished business with him.
This Triple Threat Match will have Kagura as it's Special Guest Referee.
Sandra enters.
"Remember when you us to be a rascal?"
The light did not change but the Titantron changed into an entirely new video. Meanwhile the speakers began a new song, Fluorescent Adolescent" by the Arctic Monkeys. The song played one looped over another to instill even more of a trippy tone. As soon as the atmosphere in the room changed Mardy Wilkes-Booth appeared!
She was dressed just as normal as Mardy Wilkes-Booth could dressed. Wearing red shorts, a white graphic tee- shirts, suspenders, and matching red adidas. Her blonde hair bounced in the curl pony tail she wore. To top it off her lemonshapped eyes were as red as the shoes she wore. It was clear Mardy had hit the big ol' bong not too long ago. She grinned from the side of her mouth as she headed down the ramp.
"Now approaching the ring, from someplace FOOORGETTABlE, MAAARDDY WIIIIIILLLLLLKKES---BOOOOTH!"
The crowd was unsure how to react. This new chick whom they've only seen one other time, was struting to the ring like she owned the place. Mardy took the stairs and slowly climbed through the ropes. She was in the ring but didn't do much but us the top rope as a guide around the ring. Mardy made it to the turnbuckle on the opposite side and stopped. She turned to face the crowd and raised her right arm to just above her head. Sparking heat from the crowd, Mardy held up a peace sign but switched over to a middle finger from the crowd.
Enough goofing around, Mardy turned again with a smirk. Her music faded out and Mardy got freaked out. Mardy starred up at the ceiling, into the brightness of the light filled rafters. She remained still as the fans waited for her oppenent.
Holla Back Girl by Gwen Steffani hits as Tomo and Kagura come out. Kagura is dressed like a ref and Tomo is wearing her HS PE uniform (which is identical to Kagura's that she usually wears).
Announcer: Approaching the ring, tonight's special guest referre, the GWWF Women's Champion Kagura, and one of the challengers, now residing in Los Angeles, California Tomo!
Tomo appeared to be crying and she walked with her head down to the ring. She tried to run back up the ramp, but Kagura caught her.
"It's alright Tomo, just do your best."
"No, no, no, you can't make me. I'm an interviewer not a competitor. I wanna go home!" sobbed Tomo.
Kagura shooved her into the ring and waited by the ropes, away from the competitors, for the bell to ring.
"I'm gonna die, where's Miss Sakaki to fight for me?" Tomo continued sobbing.
Moving toward Tomo appearing to offer help, Mardy had really intended to get close enough to strike her! She attempted a quick clothesline.
Kagura blocks the clothesline to Tomo.
"I think I'm suppose to ring the best first."
Tomo rubbed her eyes and saw Kagura defending her.
"You do care, thanks Kagura."
Kagura glares at Tomo.
"I saved you this time, but you're on your own. Alright?"
Mardy withdrew her hand and attempted to hit a forearm smash.
Kagura is hit with the forearm and falls to the mat. She then rolls out of the ring and tells something to the announcer.
Announcer: The special guest referee Kagura has decided that Mardy has been ejected from this match as a result of show dishonorable behavior and not waiting for the match to begin.
Mardy did not like being unfairly ejected from the match. She han't even had an opportunity to cheat yet! Stepping past Tomo, Mardy climbed out onto the apron near Kagura. She waited for her to spin around to attempt a diving spear.
Kagura calls for the bell. She turns toward the ring and her bell is quickly rung by the diving spear.
Tomo watches from the ring and gasps as her friend and match ref is taken out. Tomo races up to the top rope and tries for a splash from the top on Mardy
Tomo lands on Mardy. She got up and started to shake Kagura, trying to wake her.
Kagura started to stir
[Commercial Break]
This is a Tornado Tag Team Match for the GWWF Tag Team Championship.
}Your Midnight Role Model{
Marxx's entrance video starts, as well as Welcome to the Masquerade from Thousand Foot Krutch plays through the arena. Rockets are sent in a 'X' form from each sides of the entrance as the drum hits, leaving two huge smoking Xs on both sides of the entrance. Red and blue spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat.
He walks to a side of the ramp, raising his arm, then walks to the other side, where he does the same thing. While walking to a side to another, we could notice he was dancing a little bit. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he motions the crowd to cheer louder with his hands each sides of him. From there, he puts his arms in front of his face in his usual X, and then drops them quickly at each sides of him, a huge smile on his face. He let go a "Woo!" before starting his walk to the ring.
}Making his way to the ring, from New Brunswick, Canada, weighting in at 241 pounds: Marxx!{
He starts walking on the ramp, clapping in the nearest fans hands. He stops in front of the ring, then turns back by the fans as he takes off his leather coat to the crowd's excitement. Then, he rolls inside the ring and jumps on a corner, where he does an X with his arms in front of his face before dropping them to each side. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposite side before going back to his corner, where he starts stretching.
}MARXX!{
Marxx's entrance video starts, as well as Welcome to the Masquerade from Thousand Foot Krutch plays through the arena. Rockets are sent in a 'X' form from each sides of the entrance as the drum hits, leaving two huge smoking Xs on both sides of the entrance. Red and blue spotlights turns in circles over the crowd as Marxx appears from the entrance ramp, wearing his signature black leather coat.
He walks to a side of the ramp, raising his arm, then walks to the other side, where he does the same thing. While walking to a side to another, we could notice he was dancing a little bit. After, he comes back to the middle of the entrance ramp as he motions the crowd to cheer louder with his hands each sides of him. From there, he puts his arms in front of his face in his usual X, and then drops them quickly at each sides of him, a huge smile on his face. He let go a "Woo!" before starting his walk to the ring.
}Making his way to the ring, from New Brunswick, Canada, weighting in at 241 pounds: Marxx!{
He starts walking on the ramp, clapping in the nearest fans hands. He stops in front of the ring, then turns back by the fans as he takes off his leather coat to the crowd's excitement. Then, he rolls inside the ring and jumps on a corner, where he does an X with his arms in front of his face before dropping them to each side. He jumps off the turnbuckle and does the same thing on the opposite side before going back to his corner, where he starts stretching.
}MARXX!{
A recognizable voice that belonged to Guy Cancer himself, announced out..
"Coming in at 255 pounds and standing 5 foot, 10 inches tall.. he is the one that knows you're all just a bunch of monkeys! And the very man that determines careers..!
He is the one.. and the only..
Guy Cancer!
"Cold Blood" by Kix played, the dark blue lights flashed around the arena as Guy walks out. Stepping out onto the stage, he stops for a moment at the top of the ramp, looking side to side with a proud smirk.
He begins his descent on down the ramp and by halfway down, he stops again. This time he gives a slow peeking glance to his left and right, as if he were shy or embarrassed to look into the crowd that was around him! He continues on again and stops at the end of the ramp, infuriating the crowd as they were tired of the stop and go! He then walked around the ring and left his hat, jacket, and shades at the announce table. Then he finally rolled into the ring and onto his feet, ready to start the match.
"Coming in at 255 pounds and standing 5 foot, 10 inches tall.. he is the one that knows you're all just a bunch of monkeys! And the very man that determines careers..!
He is the one.. and the only..
Guy Cancer!
"Cold Blood" by Kix played, the dark blue lights flashed around the arena as Guy walks out. Stepping out onto the stage, he stops for a moment at the top of the ramp, looking side to side with a proud smirk.
He begins his descent on down the ramp and by halfway down, he stops again. This time he gives a slow peeking glance to his left and right, as if he were shy or embarrassed to look into the crowd that was around him! He continues on again and stops at the end of the ramp, infuriating the crowd as they were tired of the stop and go! He then walked around the ring and left his hat, jacket, and shades at the announce table. Then he finally rolled into the ring and onto his feet, ready to start the match.
Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the arena and the crowd stands.....to BOO! 'The Talented One' Cartwright enters the arena with both GWWF Tag Team Championships on each of his shoulders, the GWWF World Championship around his waist and the GZW Origional Championship in his left hand and a mic in his right.
Before entering the ring, he raises the mic to his mouth and waits for the crowd to SHUT UP!
"Fans, feast your eyes on all this shining gold goodness! Everyone of you, including Guy Cancer and Marxx in that very ring, wish they were me! You all wish that you could all be The Talented One, the man who is literally The GOLD Standard.
"I take that back, I am not standard. I am in a league of my OWN. WHO ELSE would not only win all this gold, but defend it and KEEP IT? NOBODY!
"I feel sorry especially for Guy Cancer, you sir get the honour of being defeated by myself, not once but TWICE in one night! Enjoy it."
Cartwright then drops the mic and slides into the ring.
Scoffing at the words of Cartwright, Guy steps behind the ropes, letting Marxx start it off and reserving his energy for the GWWF Championship match.
Cartwright slowly hands each of his titles to the ref one at a time, as if trying to tease the opposistion even with this gesture!
Marxx went over the game plan between the ropes, with Guy for a last minute check over, while Cartwright finished handing off his titles and saw that his gesture went ignored and was now working out for his opponents, he frowned at what he considered disrespect!
Going for the first move toward Marxx, Cartwright ran forward for an attempted Enziguri, but Guy had Marxx's back warning him before Cartwright could connect and Marxx dodged the move, hitting Guy Cancer instead! Apparently, Guy didn't think about himself when Marxx dodged! Giving a disregarding glance at Guy, after he fell off the ring apron, Cartwright wondered, "And he thinks he's so smart." Then quickly turned his attention back to Marxx, just in time to be caught with an uppercut!
Cartwright was sent staggering backwards, but caught the ropes and avoided falling to the mat. To keep his momentum going, Marxx sent Cartwright to the canvas with a harsh Bicycle Kick and then tried following it up with an Elbow Drop. Cartwright rolled out of the ring, having Marxx miss. Unfortunately, Cartwright landed at Guy's legs and Guy sat up, giving Cart a well aimed punch to the crotch! This sent Cartwright bending forward to lean on the ring apron. Marxx was still laying on the mat, near the ropes, where Cartwright rolled out and reaching over, he got a handful of Cartwright's thick brown hair and pulled himself up a kicking, shouting, Cartwright back into the ring!
Picking up Cart, Marxx Irish Whipped him to the ropes and rebounding, Cart was caught in an Overhead Belly Suplex! Marxx waited patiently for Cart to get back to his feet. Using the ropes to pull himself up, Guy was now up on his feet as well and distracted Cart by exchanging words with him. Marxx took this opportunity to Bulldog Carts face into the canvas and despite not seeing it coming, Cart was able to counter it, by letting Marxx's grip slip and continue on over the ropes. Oh, guess what!? Guy Cancer was there to catch Marxx, crashing to the floor!
At this point, his was ego swelling at the sight of taking down two men at once and arrogantly climbed the turnbuckle. Leaping off the buckle, Cartwright hit Marxx with his Cartwright Crush, on the outside of the ring! The audience popped in response, while Cart was slowly to getting to his feet. Holding his aching a** cheeks from the landing, Cart tried to pull Marxx to his feet and shove him up and on the ring apron to roll him in for the pin, but Marxx didn't want to be lifted up and retaliated, by giving Cart a hard shot to the back of Cart's head, with his Back Elbow. Dropping to his knees and holding the back of his head, Marxx stomped Cart to the ground and put him in the Half Boston Crab!
Guy was now up to his feet and a smile grew at the sight of Cart in a submission hold, but alarm came over his face, when he heard the ref call out "Five!" and he quickly gave a roll in and out, restarting the count. Keeping the count out in mind, Guy crouched in front of Cart's face and taunted him, smacking Cart's face a few times and enraging Cart further! Grabbing hold of one of Guy's white straps, that was dangling from his trousers and yanked him forward, to reach the eyes of Guy and give an Eye Rake! This sent Guy frantically scooting and wiggling away from Cart! Hearing Guy's shouts, Marxx turned around, releasing Cart, and went to check to see what the hell just happened.
Knowing he didn't have much time, Cart hurried to his feet, with the help of the ring pole. Marxx glanced back too see that Cart was now standing and went to gave a Running Clothesline to Cart, in which Cart gladly ducked it, allowing Marxx to fall to his side, holding his bicep! Sending some Stiff Chops to keep Guy hurting and buy some more time with Marxx, as he stalked over to him and greedily snatched up the arm of Marxx, locking him in an Armbar! Boy, did Marxx howl! Guy was on his knees, when he raised his head and was now suddenly worried that a dog was set loose!
Being punched in retaliation and seeing that Guy was getting back to his feet, Cart knew it was time to let Marxx go and lifted Marxx, rolling him back in the ring. He then went running at Guy and caught his target on the side of the head, with a mean Missile Dropkick! Guy was sent spiraling down to the floor, colliding with the barricade and right away began to pull himself up on it. Cart, beginning to get stressed in keeping control of the two, he rolled back in the ring went back after Marxx. The crowd, forgetting Cartwright's place as heel, just had to give him his due, as Cartwright lifted and sent Marxx back a bit, with Stiff Chops to the chest and then sending him over the ropes, tumbling out of the ring, with an amazing Standing Hurricarana! Marxx rolled until he hit the commentators table and Cart dropped out of the ring, keeping the pain coming on Marxx.
On the other side of the ring, Guy simply stood, leaning on the barricade railing, biding his time and letting himself rest, as he really wanted that GWWF Championship. Cart can go ahead and wear himself out, Marxx can handle himself, yeah Marxx'll be fine.. No, Marxx will not be fine, as Cart picked Marxx up and knocked his noggin on the table a few times and rolled him on top of the table! Cart climbed up on the table and began to slowly lift a weary, beaten down, Marxx. Seeing that his partner was about to be put through a table, Guy rushed to, through, and out of the ring! He tried getting up on the table, but Cart saw him coming and just put hand to face, shoving Guy back down to the floor. Then, picking up the pace, Cart pulled Marxx's head under his arm and put him away, putting Marxx's head through the table, in a vicious DDT!
With Marxx totally put out, it was now just Guy and Cart, for a one on one! Again, Cart tried to keep control of this match and couldn't, as he struggled to get out of the wreckage he created and now was his own undoing! Now gaining the advantage, Guy pulled Cart up to his feet and irish whipped him into the ring apron. Guy quickly shoved and pushed Cart into the ring. Rolling in after, Guy sat Cart up and locked him up tight in a Bow and Arrow, submission hold, biding his time and waiting for Marxx.
After about a good minute and a half of suffering through a Bow and Arrow from Guy Cancer, Cart was able to finally get a foot on the bottom rope! Forced to release, Guy stepped back off of Cart, while Cart grasped at the bottom rope and hugged it for dear life, giving Guy the finger, "You can't make the Chosen One tap!" Guy held the top of his head and standing in the middle of his head, he looked over at Marxx, who was now just starting to stir and slowly making his way out of the broken table.
Cart dropped out of the ring, Guy rolled out on another end of the ring to bring Marxx back into the ring and once getting himself and Marxx back into the ring, Guy waited for Cart to come on back in the ring or be counted out. After the ref made his "Nine!" count, Cart reluctantly slid back in, only to be stomped on by Guy! When Cart had crawled about a foot away from the ropes, Guy back off and let Marxx lay on top of Cart with a Sleeper Hold locked in! Cart was able to get into a sitting position, until he started to fade.
Not wanting Cart to lose the match just yet, Guy wasn't finished with him and pulled Marxx off of Cart, telling him that he wasn't done with Cart. Marxx nodded and picked Cart up, irish whipping him to the ropes and rebounding back, Cart was put down by Marxx's Cross Body! Both Marxx and Cart, weary and hurting, Marxx rolls off of Cart and with a sly smile, Guy slowly lifts Cart to his feet and goes to irish whip Cart to the ropes again, but Cart reverses and sends Guy to the ropes, he rebounds off the ropes and Cart Samoan Drops Guy! Marxx then irish whips Cart to the ropes again and puts Cart down with a Samoan Drop of his own! Guy is helped up by Marxx and grabs Cart, again, tries to irish whip Cart again and this time succeeds and Cart is Samoan Dropped for the second time! By this time Cart is just laid out and well.. out. Marxx rolls Cart over on his stomach and lifts him up for his Camel Clutch! Cart could only yell out, now ready to just tap out, but before he could do so, out of nowhere, Guy suddenly gives a totally unexpected Frostbite to Marxx! And then Guy simply goes in for the cover to pin him! Cart yells at the ref, demanding that he makes the count or he's fired! Ref, hesitating between each count, finally makes the final smack to the mat and counts "Three!"
The arena is shocked and confused. Why would Cartwright order the ref to make the pin of his arch-enemy, who just pinned his own tag team partner? Nobody knows what is going on but Cartwright and Fox are smiling.
"I can hear you all. I know what you are thinking. This would make a great cliff-hanger but me and Guy are in a charitable mood, we'll enlighten you all now.
"What's going on? I'll show you....."
Cartwright snatches both of the GWWF Tag Team Championships off the ref, who had just brought them in, and handed one over to Guy.
"We came to a agreement. As much as we hate each other, we hate Marxx even more. Neither of us wanted him near GWWF gold or control, so we set-up a little plan. A plan that you all saw come to conclusion in absolute perfection."
Grasping the one half of the GWWF Tag Team Championships and threw a strap over his shoulder, adjusting it as he waited for Cartwright to finish and smiled proudly at his newly gained gold! Looking to the crowd, Guy took a mic from an outside ring monkey and began speaking.
"I certainly am happy, that I am holding Championship gold once again!"
Looking over at Cartwright..
"Cart, you're wrong.. and you're right. I do hate you, but I dont hate Marxx. He was a means to an end, but I wouldn't have done this to him if he hadn't put his nose in my business, between you and I. Hold on.."
Guy rolls out of ring and heads to the commentator table. He shoves Trent back and reaches under the table, pulling out a black bag that was obviously hidden underneath. Guy goes back and slides back into the ring, standing over Marxx..
"Marxx, Marxx, Marxx.. In GzW, you've won just as many times, as you've lost. But I do commend you on being the second holder of the GzW World Championship and I thank you for being with GzW, in all five of GzW's Pay-Per-View."
Guy spoke as he untied the bag.. "So. I.. pre.. sent.. thisssss.. ssss.." pulls out the belt and dangles it above Marxx's chest.. "Award.. tooooo.. you." and then drops it.
He would then look over at Cartwright and back down at Marxx, back away from both.
[Commercial Break]
This is a Hardcore Match.
*Theatre Of Creeps by Circle Of Tyrants blares out*
*brings with him a shopping cart full of weapons including 3 lighttubes and 2 sheets of glass*
FROM PARTS UNKNOWN WEIGHING IN AT 267 POUNDS. HE IS THE CURRENT X2W WORLD DEATHMATCH CHAMPION...KILLA-MO ONE EHIT SEVEN!
*starts setting up weapons and slides down to ringside and gets more weapons from under the ring and sets em inside the ring before sitting down and waiting for his opponent*
This is the way the world will end...
Slipknot - Opium of the people
Slipknot - Opium of the people
Suddenly the crowd exploded to they're feet as the lights began to flash to beat of the music leaving the crowd in brief seconds of darkness. Smoke began to pour out from behind the curtain, engulfing the floor of the stage and ramp in a dense layer of smoke. Soon moments later as the smoke wrapped around the ring, the animalistic, Johnathan Riker walked from the back with his crooked posture, his head tilted to the side. The crowd was on they're feet at the sight of Riker. Johnathan made his way down the ramp, as he eyed Jed from his position. He approached the ring, and slowly crawled in, the whole time keeping an eye on Kill-mo from behind his disturbing mask, and wet looking hair. Riker then got to a knee in the corner closest to him, then pulled himself onto the middle turnbuckle, taking a seat. His hands gripped the top rope. Riker just sat on the turnbuckle waiting for the bell to ring. As the crowd was cheering for the impending collision.
*extends his hand as per the Code Of Honor rules*
Riker sits on his turnbuckles giving Killa-mo a cold stare from behind his mask.
*gets a shocked look and turns back to grab a lighttube and than makes an attempt for first hit. if sucessful the lighttube with shatter on Riker's face and possible cause some bleeding in the parts of the mask where skin is exposed*
Riker stayed seated on the middle turnbuckle as Killa-mo grabbed a light-tube. He ducked under the florescent light and went to tackle Killa-mo to the ground by sweeping his legs out from under him. If successful Riker would go for a series of hard rights to start out the match.
*the lighttube shattered in his face as it was sandwiched between the turnbuckle and his face. as he stands back straight he is triped by Riker followed by taking right hands on his face. blood has already started to pour as he catches the 6th punch and replies with a headbutt if sucessful it'll knock Riker to the turnbuckles and will lead to a "hat-tick" 1: low blow with a knee, 2: hard punch to the chest, and 3: will move him to the middle turnbuckle and go for a 2nd rope suplex onto the ring mat*
The headbutt cause Riker to stumble backwards up to his feet, and back into the corner. He quickly shook it off and saw Killa-mo charging, and quickly stepped out the way. Letting Killa-mo slam he's own knee into the turnbuckle.
*rolls onto the mat clinching his knee*
Riker went for a series of stomps targeted at Killa-mo's knee.
*clinches his knee some more and than lays there looking up wondering what he's gonna do next..while without him looking he reaches into his back pocket....*
After hitting Killa-mo with some knee busting stomps, Riker moves up near Killa-mo's head, looking to send some stomps there as well.
*watching Riker's movements carefuly he slowly pulls out his favorite toy but keeps it hidden. He would than wait for Riker to lower his boot and would than grab the foot and make an attempt to flip Riker to his back. if sucessful Killa-mo will than find a dollar bill and place it onto Rikers forehead and revail his "toy" to the crowd*
Riker was taken to his back.
*shows everyone the staple gun he snuck into the match and makes the attempt to staple a dollar bill onto rikers forehead. if successful he will leave it there for 30 seconds before ripping it out very slowly*
Riker chuckled under his breath as Killa-mo jammed the staple gun to his forehead. Then with a quick snap the staple was lodged into Riker's mask. Luckily for Riker his mask was a thick leather and latex combination. So the staple didn't even phase him. He simply lead Killa-mo on to believe he was doing damage. Just as Killa-mo was about to pull the staple out, Riker went for a vicious low blow.
*grabs his manhold and gets angry and decides to reach for the broken lightrube while riker is setting up and decides to get up and smashes the tube over the back of his neck without looking if sucuessful riker will land on the ground and killa-mo will make the attempt to rip rikers mask off so he can than do some major damage*
Riker was on his hands and knees starting to get back to his feet. When all of a sudden he felt the light tube shatter across his back. He fell back to his hands and knees. Riker began to laugh hysterically. It seemed Riker was loving Killa-mo attempts to hurt Riker. Just as Riker was about to get up again, he felt Killa-mo grabbing at his mask. Riker paniced and scrambled. He went to send a back elbow into the side of Killa-mo heads. Making sure he kept his identity a secret.
*grabs his head and shakes a bit..looking at riker he let out a smile and a whisper "looks like we get to give these fans what they really want" and slides out of the ring and starts putting stuff inside the ring turning the ring into a hurricane damaged house with kitchen sinks, 4 sheets of glass, a few chairs, a table, and pulls out a bucket full of salt and thumbtacks mixed together and climbs back into the ring with only a glass bottle with thumbtacks glued on it with a sick...homicidal smile on his face and tells riker to pick up a weapon*
Riker got to his feet and watched how Killa-mo threw random objects into the ring. He picks up one of the steel chairs and tightly grips it in his hands. He stares across the ring at Killa-mo and waits to see what Killa-mo had planned.
*stumbles a lil bit like a drunk with the blood loss from the blow he took with the lighttube by riker early on in the match but is able to stare at riker as the crowd sees a deathmatch version of "high noon at the ok corral" take place right before them wondering who will be the first to make the first hit...riker with a chair and km with a thumbtacked glued glass bottle..the crowd sits silently wondering who's gonna strike*
Riker squeezes tightly on the chair legs. Then suddenly he takes a few steps forward and goes to send the top of the chair into Killa-mo's gut.
*drops the bottle and drops to his knees holding his cut gringing in pain*
As Killa-mo dropped to his knees Riker raised the chair high into the air and looked to bring it hard across his opponent's back.
*attempts to reach for the bottle when his back got a "QWACK" across the back sending km right to the mat*
Riker tossed the chair away. He then went to slam his knee into Killa-mo's back and wrench back at he's head and neck. Looking to pull he's head right off he's shoulders.
*screams in pain of his neck and back being worked on hardcore as he attempts to reach the bottom rope as he crawls from the middle of the ring*
Killa-mo was getting close to the ropes and Riker had to think fast. He figured since in this position pulling him back would be a bit hard with one free foot. So he did the next best thing. He released the hold and went to send a sickening forearm into the side of Killa-mo's head.
*falls back down to the mat as the crowd starts chanting "WE WANT MORE!"*
[Commercial Break]
Riker hears and listens to the crowd's demands. He felt obliged to forfill they're wishes and walks over to the weapons that Killa-mo had brought into the ring earlier. Sifting through the weapons Riker finds himself a classic. A plain steel black chair. He picks it up and begins to open and close the chair listening to the steel smacking together. He then walks over to Killa-mo and looks to open the chair and place Killa-mo's ankle inside. If Riker is able to get Killa-mo's ankle entangled in the unforgiving steel chair, Johnathan would go to stomp merciless on it, looking to shatter Killa-mo's ankle.
*as riker stomps on killa-mo's foot in the chair the lights go out....*
*the lights come on and it's killaMo's old partner from B2D, T.R.O.U.B.L.E.Z in the ring as he hits riker with a steelchair and wakes KM up with a cigarette. KM rises up but limps as they set up the Pyramid of Hell (table with 2 chairs set up with glass sitting on the chair). Troublez pours salt and thumbtacks onto the pyramid KM gets some revenge as he picks back up the chair and makes a crack attempt on Riker. Troublez pours lighter fuild onto the table end and lights it as KM if all is sucessful KM will set Riker up for the "Death Note (Crucifix powerbomb mixed with a neckbreaker/tag team move) putting Riker thru the firey pyramid of hell*
Just as Riker's foot connected with the chair the lights cut out. Riker is quick to react. He snaps his head from side to side scanning the area. As the flash of few cameras ignite the arena in brief seconds of light. Riker could see a new figure in the ring. Johnathan quickly makes his exit out of the ring, and under the veil of darkness. Riker slips under the ring, only a few people next to the ring saw where Riker went but they weren't about to say anything. As the lights return it's revealed the Killa-mo and a new guy is left in the ring, with Riker nowhere in sight.
*the ref starts the 10 count as KillaMo and T.R.O.U.B.L.E.Z embrace for the first time since they last saw eachother a few years back. the crowd chanted "B2D"*
Riker moves under the ring, making it to the otherside. He crawls out from under the ring, and peeks over the apron looking to see if Killa-mo and the new person where turned the other way. Luckily for Riker the new guy was turned towards Killa-mo and Killa-mo was not paying attention. Riker then crawled in the ring, cautiously so not to be seen. He grabs another steel chair that Killa-mo brought in at the beginning of the match and got to his feet. Riker went to hit the new guy over the back the head with the chair. If successful Riker would begin to stalk Killa-mo. With Killa-mo's ankle damage from Johnathan's previous attack, Riker knew that this match wouldn't last much longer.
*KM and Troublez knew that Riker would come in and was allowing him to come into the spider's web. As riker gets to KM wtih the chair Troublez pulls out a shooting taser gun and fires it onto Rikers chest setting it to 10,000 volts. If sucessful Troublez will than kick give Riker his "trouble kick (super kick/sweet chin music) hard onto the chin of riker" if sucessful riker will fall onto the ground giving KM to make the pin and a possible win*
Just as Riker raised the chair to smack Troublez across the back of the skull, the man turned around and the tazer gun shot into Riker's chest. He instantly dropped to the mat, taking way any opportunity the man had to follow up with the attack. Instinctively Riker scrambled across the canvas, yanking the tazer prods out of his chest in the process. Johnathan rolled across the mat and under the bottom rope. He landed on knee on the outside of the ring, breathing heavily trying to recover from the tazer gun.
*Killa-mo crawls to the ropes and climbs to his feet. one leg out won't stop km from finishing this one off while troublez heads out the ring and makes the attempt to hit riker with a chair 3 times. if sucessful troublez will roll riker back into the ring and killa-mo will use the ropes to balance himself and make a knee drop with his only good leg for the cover and possibly the win*
Riker was dragged to his feet but as Killa-mo went to roll Riker back into the ring, Riker broke free of Killa-mo's grasp and went to spray him in the face with his Black Plague Mist!
The Black Plague Mist blinds Killa-Mo and Johnathan Riker is able to take advantage by putting his oppenent in The Blackout! Blind and suffering from a bad ankle already, Killa-Mo taps out!
Here is your winner Johnathan Riker!
[Commercial Break]
This match is a No DQ for the GWWF Championship.
Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the arena and the crowd viciously boos 'The Talented One' Cartwright, who arrives with the GWWF Championship around his waist and the GZW Origional Title on his left shoulder.
He taunts the crowd, but doesn't put much effort into it as he is tired from his earlier match defending the GWWF Tag Team Championships!
He slides into the ring and raises his right arm to huge boos! He then looks down on all his gold and smirks.
A recognizable voice that belonged to Guy Cancer himself, announced out..
"Coming in at 255 pounds and standing 5 foot, 10 inches tall.. he is the one that knows you're all just a bunch of monkeys! And the very man that determines careers..!
He is the one.. and the only..
Guy Cancer!
"Cold Blood" by Kix played, the dark blue lights flashed around the arena as Guy walks out. Stepping out onto the stage, he stops for a moment at the top of the ramp, looking side to side with a proud smirk.
He begins his descent on down the ramp and by halfway down, he stops again. This time he gives a slow peeking glance to his left and right, as if he were afraid to look into the crowd that was around him! He continues on again and stops at the end of the ramp, infuriating the crowd as they were tired of the stop and go! He looked straight at his opponent and then walked around the ring, keeping an eye on the GWWF Champion to avoid being attacked from behind, to leave his hat, jacket, and shades at the announce table. Then he finally rolled into the ring and onto his feet, ready to start the match.
Cartwright removes the GWWF World Championship from around his waist and taunts Guy Cancer with it, shouting, "You will NEVER take this away from me! Say goodbye to everything you ever cared about!"
Not even glancing at the Championship that Cartwright held high and stepped forward, right in Cartwright's face and tried to stare Cartwright down.
Cartwright looked back at Fox arrogantly, as if he was turning his nose up at him.
This pissed Guy off even further and drove his head forward in an attempt to head butt Cartwrights mouth, hopefully bashing his teeth in and choke on it!
Cartwright gets nutted so hard he is taken off his feet to huge cheers! He rolls to the outside, holding his chin! Ow!
Guy went to go after him, but stopped at the ropes and pointed at him, trash talking, while the fans burst out in a roar of response to the sudden attack that started the match off!
Cartwright wanted to talk back but couldn't on account of a saw jaw!
He climbs the apron quickly to try and snap Guy's throat across the top rope!
Head springing back, Guy stumbled back and holding his throat, Guy ended up having his back facing Cartwright, as he coughed and tried to get the air flowing through his throat again.
The Dropkick sent Guy spiraling through the ropes and crashing to the outside of the ring, stopping short at the barricade! Guy could only hold the back of his head and try to put a hand on the upper middle of his back. In a few moments, he would make a slow squirming crawl toward the ring apron.
Cart was getting fired-up as Guy crawled back into the ring! The crowd booed him as he taunted them as he made his way over to Guy!
He attempts to lift him to his feet for a snap suplex!
Lifted to his feet, Guy tries to slip his leg behind Cart's, in an attempt to prevent the Snap Suplex! If it succeeds, he would try to break away, shoving Cart from him and drop to the mat and roll away, back outside the ring.
Guy prevents the suplex and escapes, to Cart's frustration!
Outside of the ring, Guy drops to his knees, reaches under the ring and scrummages a bit, before pulling out an item that he tried to keep hidden between his arms and torso. Bending forward slightly, he had his arms wrapped around, what could only be made out as a slim black object, and slid back into the ring, belly first.
Cartwright watches Guy slide back into the ring. He quickly approaches as he tries to get to his feet and attempts a dropkick towards his skull!
A Dropkick to the skull, from Cartwright, had sent Guy through the ropes and back out of the ring again! Crashing down on the ringside floor, everything seemed to hurt. Laying on his back, Guy held his throbbing head and stomped his feet. The item, though.. Guy dropped it just before he was sent out of the ring and it was an old N64 Console, that one could only assume, still worked.
Cartwright slides out of the ring and looks down at the console. He ignores it, strangely, and tries to continue his attack by whipping Guy into the barricade!
His back hurting from being Irish Whipped into the barricade, Guy held his back for a moment and in what would be a brilliant performance, yet desperate attempt, Guy hopped up on the barricade and leaped over Cartwright's head, landing on the ring apron! Keeping good grip on the ropes, Guy wasn't sure that he could beat Cart for the GWWF Championship, but he would at least steal the show in an acrobatic move, he jumped up to the top rope for a Moonsault Plancha!
Cartwright was able to avoid being struck by the moonsault plancha as he steps to the side. Guy Cancer crashed to the arena floor and remained motionless. Cartwright slides into the ring, keeping a close watch on Guy! He leans over the ropes to taunt Guy. As Cartwright went on with his gloating he crowd rose to their feet as an old favorite came sprinting down the ramp!
Freddie "The Honest" slides into the ring just as a confused Cartwright spun to see what was happening. Getting to his feet fast, Freddie sent a kick to Cartwright's gut. The fans cheer more when Cartwright doubled over and Freddie set him up for a Cave-In. The Cave-In connects and Cartwright lies still in the ring!
Exiting the ring near where Guy Cancer was trying to stand, Freddie offers him some help. Freddie grabs Guy by his pants and tosses him into the ring, he then rolls into the ring. Freddie drags Guy over to where Cartwright still hadn't moved and sets him up for a pin. The referee drops to the mat.
One, two, three!
Here is your winner and new GWWF Champion, Guy Cancer!
Now in I go like a fool
I can't resist dipping in the pool
The lights dim and an eerie rythem for the song "Cells" by The Servant begin. The giant screen flashes and soon goes fuzzy with 'snow'. Lasers, red laser begin to scan the crowd as they once had so long ago.
I watch them watch me I watch them too
Across the street, across the room
I dress myself like a charcoal sketch
My eyes are brown and my hair's a mess
Not even a minute after the main event match finishes, the curtain slowly parts and Codi Paige steps through to a massive applause.. even though normally everyone hates her. She laughs as she walks to one side of the stage and stops to wave to the crowd, she crosses to the other side and does the same thing. Dressed in her dark torn and stapled and safety pinned and patched up jeans and a bulls-eye tee-shirt, which even though it's slightly oversized, seems to fit her perfectly. Her hair bobs up and down in a crazy messy bun as she skips down the ramp. Once at the ramp Codi takes the steps, walks along the apron, and commands the official in the ring to come hold the ropes open for her.
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
I can't resist dipping in the pool
The lights dim and an eerie rythem for the song "Cells" by The Servant begin. The giant screen flashes and soon goes fuzzy with 'snow'. Lasers, red laser begin to scan the crowd as they once had so long ago.
I watch them watch me I watch them too
Across the street, across the room
I dress myself like a charcoal sketch
My eyes are brown and my hair's a mess
Not even a minute after the main event match finishes, the curtain slowly parts and Codi Paige steps through to a massive applause.. even though normally everyone hates her. She laughs as she walks to one side of the stage and stops to wave to the crowd, she crosses to the other side and does the same thing. Dressed in her dark torn and stapled and safety pinned and patched up jeans and a bulls-eye tee-shirt, which even though it's slightly oversized, seems to fit her perfectly. Her hair bobs up and down in a crazy messy bun as she skips down the ramp. Once at the ramp Codi takes the steps, walks along the apron, and commands the official in the ring to come hold the ropes open for her.
They annoy me those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
Codi Paiges steps carefully into the GWWF ring, a ring she hasn't been allowed in for months. This was Codi's home and she missed it just as the fans seemed to miss her. She stood in the center of the ring waiting for the standing ovation to finishes. Codi kept her chin held high and looked into the crowd. She waved to a fan. Her music came to an end but the crowd was still cheering wildly for her. Finally, they settled down to a mild roar. Codi lifted the microphone once again, "It has been far too long since I have been able to say this: I am home!" The crowd burst into cheers again, starting a "Codi!" chant. They died down and, flashing her perfect smile, Codi begins speaking again. "I am not sorry to tell you fools that bought tickets for Wrestlefest thinking it would be the final GWWF show, you were wrong! GWWF will never go under. EEW will never buy us out, the poor economy will never brings us down, and shabby interim owners will certainly not be the downfall of Wednesday Night Destruction. Ladies and gentlemen I officially invite you back to the golden age of wrestling. Back to the hay days of GWWF. Codi Paige is back! And so is G..W..W..F!" Codi stares into the camera, pointing with her index finger. She raises her hand as she finishes her profound statement. The crowd is absolutly berzerk! Codi climbs the turnbuckle and the GWWF's biggest pay-per-view of the year comes to a close with the original owner celebrating in the ring.
