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Jun 23, 13 at 11:46am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
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"The Instant Classic" Christian Cage
Why had he left his locker room again? The gnats were buzzing around in the back, even more frantically than normal. People weren't showing up, communications were getting jumbled up, it was just a mess. He had gone to get a bottle of water and a breath of fresh air, the dry air of his empty locker room being the only thing that had coursed through his lungs for the past couple of hours. No one had "called" for him, not that anyone would probably want to.
Then there was the interruption. Josh Matthews, cameraman in tow. He looked panicked. You could tell he had been wiping away sweat frantically. His eyes were slightly pulsing, in a heavy search for something...or someone. Cage noticed Josh's eyes pan in his direction. They just had to sigh. Here we go again.
Matthews seemed to let out a breath at the same time as well. Part of it was probably a sigh of relief, the other part of it was the man he spotted was Christian. Everyone had heard him. He was insane. No one wanted anything to do with him. Booker T, Cole, Taz, they'd all commentate on his matches. The people in the truck would work on the graphics and play his music. They all had their jobs where they were forced in some way to deal with him. But the interviewers in the back? Normally they could avoid him. Unless Paul or Vince or someone told them "go interview Christian", they could just let him rot away in his locker room and do their job with other people like Shelley or Cesaro or Punk. But no one else could be found. Josh knew this was going to be hell.
"Excuse me, Christian. I was wondering if we'd be able to get a moment of your time to ask you about your match tonight?"
No! Such an annoyance. He didn't want to do this, and he shouldn't be wasting his time doing this. All that would happen when people saw his face on screen would be they'd bitch and whine and boo and whatever else those monkeys wanted to do. Why the hell would he waste his time.
"Is this really worth giving a pass on though? I mean, those suits need all the excuses they can get to keep us away from that one more match. And if we just ignore an interview, and don't do their little appeal sessions....that gives them another bullshit reason."
"I guess....but come on, we should be preparing for our match. Preparing to get closer to a title. Not the title we want, but a title, something to get us there. This interview shit....it's a waste of our time."
Josh tapped him on his shoulder. The gnat just kept buzzing and buzzing. He tried to swat away the pest, but Matthews just wouldn't let up.
"Excuse me, Christian, I--"
"JOSH, SHUT THE HELL UP, I'M TALKING HERE!"
God....the guy just wouldn't give up. Why couldn't he just leave them alone?! This is exactly why he never left his locker room anymore. All these god damn annoying as piss gnats. Just buzzing and buzzing and buzzing. It was sickening.
"You were saying?"
"I'm just saying, we need to keep thinking big picture. Those suits are gonna be looking for bullshit after bullshit to try and keep us out of their little perfect circle. There have to be plans for down the line."
"The plan is the same it's always been. Think we're the best, prove we're the best, and just beat everyone. No matter who they try to throw in our way. If it ain't broke, don't fix it."
Here he was again. Proving that he was out of his god damn mind. He was talking to himself. Cage was staring at his reflection on a sheet of metal, and he was talking to it. Almost having a conversation with himself! Yeah, people talk to themselves, but he's talking like there are two people there! In fact, like the two people are the same person! There's something really wrong with him. But Josh....Josh had a job to do. He had to find someone to interview, or else he'd be in trouble. He needs to do his job. He tapped Cage on the shoulder, but Christian just shrugged him off. He tried again. Cage just wouldn't answer him. But he'd have to keep trying.
"Excuse me, Christian, I--"
"JOSH, SHUT THE HELL UP, I'M TALKING HERE!"
What the...Cage was nuts. The only answer. Now, Josh wasn't concerned about his job. He was concerned about his well-being. It wasn't worth it to try and interview Christian. Not when he was so far gone. This was something he needed Heyman to do something about. And if not Heyman, than Vince. Otherwise....Josh feared for what would eventually happen. But now....now it was just time to leave. Hopefully Josh would find someone else to interview.
He was finally done talking. Now Josh can get something from him. He turned around, but Josh was gone. For someone who looked so panicked he couldn't find a superstar, he left in a hurry. Oh well. No harm, no foul, right?
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Embrace the Farfetch'd
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Jun 23, 13 at 2:04pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Written by Shiny with permission from ADA 2.
Triple H walks into a locker room and finds his partner, Antonio Cesaro, watching a recording of one of their matches with Aksana. By the looks of it, it is their match against Ted DiBiase and Curt Hawkins from the latest edition of TCW Warzone. Triple H walks up to Cesaro while the recording of himself hits Hawkins with a spinebuster. The game looks at Cesaro, who has not even glanced at him since he entered the room. He is studying the footage, analysing it for any flaws or imperfections in their technique. He intends to eliminate any weaknesses that the Brothers of Destruction might be able to exploit in tonight's title match.
Cesaro pauses the footage just as the recording of Triple H is hitting the pedigree on Hawkins. He turns around and looks at his partner with a neutral look on his face. He wasn't necessarily smiling. The only time Cesaro ever smiles is when he sports an evil grin, but that's more of a smirk than a smile. Having a facial expression that isn't unnerving is Cesaro's equivalent of a friendly smile.
Aksana shakes Triple H's hand, but the game's eyes remain fixed on Cesaro.
Antonio Cesaro: Your doubts? What do you mean? Of course I'm taking this seriously. This is our crowning moment, the new Evolution's first shot at championship gold. This means the world to me. Why the hell would you think otherwise?
Triple H: You talked about how old and washed up the Undertaker is and how he will be a pushover. It's true that he hasn't embraced the process of Evolution like he has and he is past his prime, but believe me when I tell you that he is no pushover. He is a shadow of his former self, but he still have a small spark left and I don't want you costing us the match by underestimating him. Don't dismiss this as an easy victory and focus on your performance. Make sure that you are on your A game tonight and show the world what you can do. We can't afford any half measures and we can't take shortcuts just because you think that the Undertaker will be easy to defeat. You are one of the most talented competitors I have ever seen, but arrogantly thinking of yourself as some sort of unbeatable prodigy could be your downfall.
Antonio Cesaro: But-
Before Cesaro can continue, Triple H interrupts him. The king of kings is not yet finished talking and he doesn't want Cesaro to change the subject. He needs to make his message loud and clear if he wants it to sink into his partner's head before the tag team title match kicks off.
Antonio Cesaro: Look, you don't need to explain any of this to me. When I said that the Undertaker was old and washed up, I didn't mean that he was old to the extent that he couldn't wrestle at all. I said that because by my standards, he is old and washed up. Let me repeat the three most important words of that sentence: by my standards. The Undertaker has life left in him, but not enough to compete with the likes of me. I wouldn't be here studying this recording if it didn't matter how little effort I put in. I'm still expecting a challenge and preparing for one, but it is a challenge that I know I can overcome. That is because you, that's right, you taught me to have that sort of mindset. You told me to always be confident. It is your advice that I am taking, not simple arrogance. My confidence does not mean that I am not taking every possible measure to make sure that our chances tonight are as high as possible.
Aksana: Antonio has it all figured out.
Antonio Cesaro: As for Kane, it's not that I am forgetting about him. In fact, I think that in 2013, he is even more of a threat than his brother. I am focusing on the Undertaker though, because that was our game plan. Remember? I'm not speaking about Kane in such depth because I have faith that my partner will take care of him, because he is the cerebral assassin and I have spent years watching what he can do in the ring. You are one of the greatest of all time and I trust that while I take care of the Undertaker, you can handle Kane.
There is a moment of silence as Cesaro catches his breath. Triple H is speechless. He obviously wasn't expecting to hear Cesaro defend himself so well. Cesaro seemed to have an answer for everything and Triple H is now impressed.
Cesaro treats the camera to his signature smirk as he motions for Triple H to sit down next to him. Triple H does so as Cesaro rewinds the footage.
The recording of the match begins to play again from the beginning and Triple H smiles. He has moulded Cesaro into the perfect wrestler. He cannot wait to see Cesaro in action as Evolution tries to earn the TCW Tag Team Championships.
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Jun 23, 13 at 3:17pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
TCW's Resident Showoff
Good looks, athletic ability, oozing with charisma and the ability to steal the show. Love him or hate him you have to respect him. Last week was over, he lost to John Morrison. It was a match that meant nothing but an opportunity to showcase himself and show why he deserved a title opportunity and that's exactly what happened. At Vengeance 'The Showoff' is involved in a battle royal for a chance to become the number one contender for the TCW Television Title. All he had to do was beat ten other hungry superstars and he would get his opportunity to face the champion one on one. Right? Wrong! After enduring a gruelling battle with some of the elite stars on the roster he must then go on to compete in a triple threat match with 'The Instant Classic' Christian Cage and the crazy but undefeated Bray Wyatt! Most men would see this as a mammoth of a task and moan about competing in two matches in one night, but not Dolph Ziggker. Double duty meant to him double the showing off. Double the chance to shine and everyone knew for a fact he would steal the show. The TCW would remember Vengeance. They would remember The Brothers Of Destruction vs Evolution. They would remember the epic encounter between Ambrose and Santino. The night however would belong to Dolph Ziggler. He would be the name on every single member of the TCW's universe lips. He would be the man people would tweet about. When people look back on history it shall be seen as the night Dolph Ziggler became more than just 'great
Potential.' This would be the night he started down the path to greatness. This was the first step to the hall of fame.
As the camera begins to roll the TCW logo flashes at the bottom left of the screen. Standing backstage is everybody's favourite Josh Mathews wearing a crisp light grey suit with a white shirt and a pink tie, looking great, for the Pay Per View ahead. He proceeds to pat himself down, lifts the microphone up to his lips with his favoured right hand and smiles to the camera
Josh Mathews: Ladies and gentlemen at this moment I'd like to welcome The Showoff, Dolph Ziggler....
As his voice drifts off he extends his arm out, welcoming Dolph into view of the camera. He is wearing his bright pink show off T-shirt with a black suit jacket over the top and his bleached blonde hair was tied back into a ponytail. Ziggler merely nods to Josh signalling he is ready for the first question
Josh Mathews: Dolph, Tonight you are part of the huge battle royal here at Vengeance, if you are fortunate enough to become the victor of that, you would go on to face Bray Wyatt and Christian Cage in a triple threat match to determine the number one contender for the Television Title. Do you think you realistically think you have a chance? With such decorated stars like Cody Rhodes and John Cena, surely you must be worried?
Dolph, who had been standing looking smug since the interview began, suddenly looked angry and confused. He grabbed the arm off Mathews and raised it so the microphone he was holding was pressed against his own lips.
Dolph Ziggler: Worried!? Worried!? Josh I'm Dolph freaking Ziggler. The Showoff! The best damn wrestler on this planet! I go out there every night and I steal the show! Worried? Please!
Josh Mathews: Ehm, to be honest Dolph you've not really answered my question. Not to mention you will be in the ring with the man who pinned you last week, John Morrison. Yeah, you stole the show, but you lost. That seems to always be your problem.
Dolph looked taken aback by the last statement and took a few steps back. He was furious. He looked a Josh, rage filling up his body. He clenched his fist, ready to punch that little smart ass in the mouth. Something happened instead. It was a reality check. Ziggler realised that everything Josh had said was true. He did steal the show each night, but 9/10 of those he tasted defeat.
Dolph Ziggler: Your right. My God, your right. Maybe all this showing off, the headstands in the ring, My taunting of opponents is the reason I haven't achieved anything here in TCW. Josh, I'm going to go out there, steal the show for the right reasons. No taunting. Just win on my wrestling skills alone. Thank you!
Josh smiled and put his hand on Zigglers back, comforting him. Proud of himself for seemingly changing this young superstars career for the better. Dolph, in turn, put his hand round Josh and they both briefly smiled at each other.
Josh Mathews: I'm so happy to hear this Doplh, with this new attitude I bet you.....
He stopped his sentence sort. Dolph had his face in his hands. He appeared to be crying. Wait, no. He was laughing! Unable to control himself anymore Ziggler bursts into a fit of laughter, tears streaming down his face.
Dolph Ziggler: Hahahaha! Wow! Almost believed that myself! Yeah Josh, [b]I'm[/] not gonna show off! I'm gonna go and wave to the fans. Kiss babies heads. Shake people's hands. You believe that then your more stupid than that ridiculous suit your wearing! Later smark, I'm off to win me two matches, and of course, steal the show. Show..........off!
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Jun 23, 13 at 3:28pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Rolling Black Out (Rolling DDT Guillotine) | Death by Judo (Tazplex)
Cameras are quickly running around in the back to catch up with something or someone. The camera is shaking a lot, but we can kind of tell where we are and it looks like we are in the parking garage. The camera soon begins to slow as a loud commotion can be heard nearby and soon we can see what’s causing it. Santino Marella is seen standing the entrance way of the production truck arguing with personnel inside. The camera gets within just a couple of feet of Santino and what he is saying is finally made clear to all watching.
”Just get out of my way!” Santino screams at the two middle aged men blocking his path to get inside the truck. Santino is determined though and keeps pushing forward, but the two men have the advantage of being on higher flat ground making it difficult for Santino to get good footing on the make shift stairs. Santino stops for just a brief moment and takes a step back. ”Fine, you win.” Santino then reaches forward and grabs one of the men by his leg and trips him, then pulls him out of the production truck by his leg. Santino pulls the man back first down the make shift stairs and then onto the parking lot floor. The other middle aged man finally leaves the production truck to come aid his friend when Santino stops him and grabs him by the collar of his shirt. ”I don’t want to hurt you, I just need to get something off my chest now get out of my way before you make me do something you will regret.” Santino shoves the man backwards and he continues to walk backwards away from Santino. Marella makes his way back to the production truck and notices the camera man standing next to the stairs filming him. ”You come with me…. NOW!” Santino grabs the camera man by his arm and forces him into the production truck. Once inside Santino shuts the door and locks it, leaving just him, the camera and the camera man inside the truck. Santino pulls a chair close to the door and sits down and the camera man positions himself directly in front of him. Santino leans forward and puts his forearms on his legs and stares into the camera.
”I have a lot to say and a lot to get off my chest. Most of you know that my contract with TCW is up after tonight’s pay-per-view and most of you know that I have decided not to renew my contract with them. Some of you may be wondering what is going to happen if I win the World Title tonight from Dean Ambrose. Let me stop you right there and just tell you that it won’t happen. The powers that be don’t want to see Santino as their World Champion. They don’t want to see Santino get what he was promised when he ditched the kid friendly version of himself. They don’t want to see a true athlete be their world champion.” Santino rubs his face with his right hand and you can hear the scrapping of his hand against his stubble as if he was rubbing sandpaper against his hand. ”You see here in Total Championship Wrestling you have some people in a position of power that don’t belong there. You have our newest acquisition, our youngest acquisition, trying to take the reins of this company and do good things with it, but then you have the older guys who should have been gone several years ago still involved in the product. These guys are poison and only have one thing in mind when it comes to the entertainment for you fans, and that’s their own selfish goals. You see you have guys like Antonio Cesaro who works his ass off every week and does a great job at what he does, and that’s being a professional wrestler. Do you see him getting a title shot? You don’t and you never will because the powers that be don’t like Antonio Cesaro. They don’t care if you fans cheer or boo or make no noise whatsoever for him it won’t make a difference in their eyes. You’ve also got guys like Damien Sandow who was here for just a few weeks before they got rid of him because he had great potential to ruin everything they have worked so hard for. There’s Daniel Bryan who is a bona fide bad ass and a work horse the likes this business hasn’t seen since a young Shawn Michaels. The list can go on and on and on, but again do you see them getting a World Title opportunity? Hell no you don’t. Do you know why? Because the powers that be don’t like them and don’t want to give them the opportunity that they deserve.”
[i]Santino scoots his chair slightly closer to the camera. ”The powers that be have this grand plan in mind that will change the business forever and nothing or no one is going to stand in their way. I fell in with this group for just a little while believing that I would get my fair chance and my fair shot at what I deserve. What I have worked extremely hard for! I came to all the shows early and worked my ass off to make sure that the show was going to be an amazing experience for everyone involved. I helped out whenever I could and did whatever I could to make sure you the fans got your money’s worth. What do I get in return? Broken promises! ‘Just wait for the right moment Santino, Just pay your dues Santino, we are going to do right by you Santino’. Well it’s all bull shit! The powers that be are just using me and not giving my fair share of what I deserve. I came to the shows early and met with the fans and helped the younger guys in the back, but where was your champion? Jerking off with his friends, showing up to the arena ten minutes before the show began. Yet there he is, still the champion. The only reason that chump is still the champion is because I haven’t gotten a fair shot. Every single time I step into the ring there is another reason another excuse as to why I didn’t get my hand raised and it’s not because he’s better than me. Brock Lesnar gets involved and prevents me from winning and hell tonight the ring is going to be surrounded by wrestlers, but do you think that will stop the powers that be from getting their way? Hell no, they will find a way to once again screw me out of getting what I rightfully deserve and that’s the World Championship. I have worked long and hard while others have slacked off and I am sick and tired of it. I’m done playing the games that they want me to play so tonight I am going to do what they forbid me to do. I am not going to lie down while this chump of a champion gets an easy victory. I am going to stride into the ring and legitimately beat the shit out of Dean Ambrose. Me being a black belt in Judo is no gimmick like you madman frame of mind is. I am no longer taking orders to take it easy on their golden child.” Santino wrings his hands together and dons a devious smile.
”Since my contract is up tonight I am not taking no for an answer. Tonight I will do whatever is in my power to screw the powers that be and their plans. I am walking out of this arena as the World Champion whether you want me to or not and next week I am walking onto another show and I am going to lay the title down at the feet of their chairman. At this point I expect the powers that be are pretty mad at what I am saying, but luckily enough I’m not giving any names. I probably should though; I mean what are they going to do pull me from the air?” Santino begins to chuckle as he looks around the production truck. ”I hold all the power boys, the only person that’s going to pull the plug on me is me and I have a lot more I need to get off my chest! This company is turning into a joke and it started a couple months before the Elimination Chamber. The champion at the time Brian Kendrick hadn’t shown up for a show in about a month but he wasn’t stripped of his title, he wasn’t fined, nothing. All because the powers that be wanted him to be their champion. The main event of the pay per view saw Ryback challenging Kendrick for the title, and what a joke Main Event that was. Neither man had stepped foot in the arena all month and yet they are headlining a pay per view while guys like Cesaro and myself are pushed to stay at mid card status. It just keeps getting better and better though. Our new champion Dean Ambrose is nothing short of a carbon copy. He shows up ten minutes before his match and gets rewarded by the powers that be. To put it bluntly I am sick and tired of this company and I can’t wait to walk into that ring tonight and take away the one thing that the powers that be hold dear to them. Beat me if you can Ambrose…..” Santino reaches over to a console and hits a few buttons making the screen go black.
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Embrace the Farfetch'd
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Jun 23, 13 at 3:57pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Written by Shiny & ADA 2.
The scene opens up to reveal none other than Triple H, Antonio Cesaro and Aksana. The challengers for the TCW Tag Team Championships look relaxed as Todd Grisham appears on the screen. He is dressed in his usual three piece suit and he has a microphone in his hand. He looks at Triple H and then at Antonio Cesaro as he then swallows hard and gathers up the courage to interview these two men about their huge match. Antonio Cesaro simply stares holes at Grisham as the interviewer finally speaks into the microphone.
Todd Grisham then lowers his microphone and nervously looks over at both men. Antonio Cesaro nudges Triple H as a small smirk appears on his face. Antonio Cesaro remains silent and allows Triple H to do the talking for the team.
Aksana: Antonio Cesaro has already made it clear to one and all who he wants to face tonight.
Antonio Cesaro: That’s right my dear. The Undertaker will be my opponent tonight. I am grateful enough to have such a talented partner like Triple H. Triple H is a man that knows everything about The Undertaker. He has passed on his knowledge and I know that I can use it to my advantage. Triple H thought that I was under-estimating the Undertaker earlier, but I stand by what I said. He still has a bit of life left, but not enough to defeat somebody with as much pure talent as I have been blessed with. You see, the Undertaker was so good in the past that people refuse to admit that he isn't as good any more. He is nothing but an overrated fool who has had his day in the limelight and refuses to let go of it. He is a poison for this company and I have come along with the cure. When it all boils down to it, he is nothing but overrated hype. For so long, people have been blinded by him and his so called powers. They have been lead to believe that he is this all powerful deadman, when is reality he is nothing more than a man who finds it painful to take several steps without destroying his back and knees. The Undertaker is a man being held together by wire and bolts. He is bound to fall apart sooner or later.
Antonio Cesaro pauses for a moment as his tag team partner steps in and picks up from where he left of. Todd Grisham just keeps his microphone held upwards, holding it out in their general direction as it appears that the pair is taking turns to talk.
Aksana: Todd, you have to understand that old people like the Undertaker need to be out of sight and out of mind before the next generation can step up. Triple H and Antonio Cesaro shall make this happen. The Undertaker wants to go on forever, but the only thing that will last forever here is the process known only as... Evolution.
Antonio Cesaro: Make no mistake about it. I will be the man to finally put The Undertaker down once and for all, while my partner takes care of Kane. I will be known as the man who finally got the job done, that did what no other man could do. I can do it because I am nothing like any of the others who tried. I am not weak. I am not afraid. I am a man that believes that everything is possible and defeating the Undertaker is certainly not impossible in my eyes. I have faced some big challenges here, but this is not the biggest. This is just another hurdle for me to jump.
Aksana: The Undertaker should be proud that his end comes at the hands of Antonio Cesaro and Triple H, the NEW champions.
Triple H and Antonio Cesaro simply look at each other and nod their heads. Aksana holds tightly onto the arm of Cesaro as Todd Grisham signs off and the picture fades. There is nothing more to be said about this match. It is now just a matter of waiting for it to take place.
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Jun 23, 13 at 7:12pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Pepsi Center, Denver, CO
Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to TCW Vengeance!
Taz: Man Cole, tonight looks intense!
Booker T: You're right there, and we're getting right into it with that TV Title Chase Battle Royal.
TV Title Chase
Cody Rhodes vs John Morrison vs Dolph Ziggler vs Carlito vs Wade Barrett vs Alberto Del Rio vs Curt Hawkins vs Ken Kennedy vs John Cena vs Kyle O'Reilly vs Ted DiBiase
The moment the bell is rung, chaos breaks out in the ring. Pairs separate off as they begin brawling with one another. Ziggler and Morrison go at it on one side of the ring while Del Rio and Barrett battle on the other. Morrison gets the advantage, whipping Ziggler into the opposite corner, unaware of Del Rio and Barrett being there, causing Ziggler to splash into both men, sending Dolph and Barrett to the mat and Del Rio to be down in the corner. Meanwhile, DiBiase is trying to force Cody Rhodes up and over the top rope in another corner. He gets Rhodes over the top rope, but Cody manages to stay on the apron and hits a shoulder block to the stomach of Ted. Cody quickly climbs back in the ring, away from elimination, and kicks Ted in the gut again, this time hooking up a suplex.....sending DiBiase up over the top rope to the floor! [Elimination #1-Ted DiBiase] Rhodes watches DiBase crash to the floor outside before turning around, right into a Flying Chuck by Morrison! Rhodes is out on the ground now and John tries to pick him up, but Carlito grabs Morrison from behind...Backstabber! Morrison's spine is driven into the knees of Carlito, causing Morrison to stumble forward, leaning over the top rope, and Carlito dropkicks him up and over! [Elimination #2-John Morrison]
Carlito then picks up Cody and begins trying to muscle him out, picking up where Morrison left off. On the opposite side of the ring, Hawkins strikes away at O'Reilly, trying to get the self proclaimed dragon weakened enough to throw him over. He goes for an enziguri, but O'Reilly catches his leg...Ankle Lock! Kyle has the Ankle Lock in! Hawkins writhes in pain as he crawls towards the ropes, able to grab the bottom rope, but the break doesn't matter! But instead, Curt manages to roll forward...Kyle goes up and over! [Elimination #3-Kyle O'Reilly] O'Reilly is eliminated and Curt staggers to his feet, easing pressure onto that leg, but Kennedy clotheslines him over the top rope! [Elimination #4-Curt Hawkins] Kennedy's momentum sent him to the apron as well, and Ken tries to get back into the ring quickly, but Del Rio hits him with an enziguri! Kennedy crashes to the outside floor! [Elimination #5-Ken Kennedy] Barrett! Barrett is behind Del Rio and throws him over![Elimination #6-Alberto Del Rio] Barrett just smirks outside to the dumbfounded Del Rio, who Ricardo tries to console on the outside. Meanwhile, behind Wade, Dolph is up and tries to dropkick Barrett over, but Wade doesn't go! Dolph thinks he's eliminated Barrett but he hasn't....and turns around into a Bullhammer! Wade looks to eliminate Ziggler next, but Rhodes comes charging at Barrett, and Wade sidesteps, throwing him over as well! [Elimination #7-Cody Rhodes] We're down to the final three men, and Cena, who has avoided doing much so far in the match, makes his first move and begins going at Barrett. He forces Wade on the defensive, eventually kicking Wade in the gut and trying to whip him off the ropes, but Barrett reverses, sending John off....Winds of Change! Barrett plants Cena with the Winds of Change and looks to eliminate him...Sleeper! Dolph is on Barrett with the sleeper hold! Wade struggles to make his way to the ropes, but he begins fading fast and is unable to make it there. Wade is down to a knee and Dolph tries to get him out, but Barrett begins to get some fight back in him. He tries to throw Dolph off of him, but Ziggler isn't budging.....Cena's back up! He hoists both Wade and Dolph onto his shoulders! Cena has them both in position to be thrown over the top rope, but Dolph slides off and gets Cena over instead! Cena and Barrett go over! [Eliminations #8 & 9 Wade Barrett and John Cena]
Cole: And Ziggler gets inserted into the Triple Threat later tonight!
Booker T: He bounced back quick from that loss last Tuesday. I say, I think this guy has a chance tonight.
Taz: Yeah Book, but it's gonna be tough, he's already had one match tonight.
Tag Team Match
TCW Tag Team Championship
Brothers of Destruction(Kane and the Undertaker) (c) vs Evolution(Antonio Cesaro & Triple H) w/ Cody Rhodes
The referee rings the bell and The Undertaker is out first for his team. Cesaro, wanting to prove himself after the words from earlier, asks Triple H to stand on the sidelines for now as Antonio locks right up with The Deadman. Thew two try to gain control, but Cesaro's pure strength is enough to hold off Undertaker temporarily. Instead of locking up again, Antonio gets right in the face of The Deadman, taunting the Phenom. After he finishes, Undertaker just stares down at Cesaro before striking him with a right hand! And another! Cesaro is covering up now as Undertaker forces him into the corner, striking away.
Undertaker pulls Cesaro out of the corner, wrenching the arm. He shoulder blocks Antonio's shoulder a few times before making his way to the corner. He steadies himself up to the top rope much to the chagrin of Triple H on the apron....Old School! Cesaro doesn't go down, but he stumbles in pain into the Brothers' corner...right hand by Kane! Kane takes a cheap shot at Cesaro and the referee begins scolding The Big Red Monster, but Cesaro turns back around into a big boot by The Undertaker! The Deadman covers; one, tw-kick out by Cesaro.
Undertaker pauses for a moment before tagging in Kane. The Big Red Monster makes his way into the ring before whipping Cesaro into the corner. He charges and crushes him in the corner, waiting for him to stumble out for the sidewalk slam. He picks Cesaro up, but Antonio begins clubbing at the back of the head of Kane, forcing the Big Red Monster to let him go. Cesaro continues beating down at Kane, forcing the Big Red Monster to a knee. He then runs off the ropes and hits Kane with a boot of his own! Antonio doesn't bother for the cover, instead opting to pull Kane to his corner and tag in Triple H. The Game goes to work on Kane, focusing on the legs of The Big Red Monster. He drops an elbow on the right knee multiple times before wrapping the leg around the bottom rope. The referee orders him to stop as Triple H wrenches the knee before stomping away at the leg. This causes the referee to begin scolding The Game, but it also allows Cesaro to take a cheap shot at the leg from the outside!
Cesaro is back up on the apron, acting innocent as The Game goes back to legs. He grabs both legs, starting to look for the Figure Four, but Kane kicks him away as Triple H turns around, causing him to bump heads with Cesaro! The Big Red Monster gets a bit of a reprieve as Triple H is dazed in the corner. Kane makes it to his feet just as The Game rushes out...sidewalk slam! Kane meets Triple H with the sidewalk slam and covers, hooking the leg; one, two, th-kickout by Triple H!
Kane gets a near fall and begins climbing the top rope, bad knee and all, looking to start putting away Evolution. Triple H is slow to his feet, but as he turns around Kane leaps....clothesline from the top rope! 300 lbs just came down off the top rope and now Kane has the hand raised! But Cesaro tags himself in! Triple H was dazed and didn't know where he was, but Cesaro managed to recover and tags himself in to help his teammate avoid the chokeslam.
Cesaro is quickly into the ring and after Kane, striking away before running off the ropes, but Kane catches him on the rebound! Chokeslam! Antonio saved Triple H from the chokeslam but suffered it himself as Kane goes to cover, but Cody's up on the apron! The referee is distracted and doesn't count, but Undertaker drops Rhodes! The Deadman has had enough of Cody and begins striking away at Cody on the outside, but Rhodes isn't even in the match! The referee has no idea what's going on inside the ring, and Kane is focused on striking Cesaro in the corner as Triple H pulls a sledgehammer out from under the ring! The Game has his signature weapon.....he leaves it on the apron?! Triple H leaves his weapon behind as he slides into the ring and saves his partner from a beatdown by Kane. He strikes at The Big Red Monster, but Kane grabs him by the throat! The Game is pushed up and over the top rope! The Big Red Monster has cleared the ring of any interference, and Undertaker continues to strike away at Rhodes on the outside.
The ring is clear and Kane turns his focus to Cesaro once again. He picks Antonio up and grabs him by the throat again, looking for another chokeslam, but Antonio kicks him in the bad knee! Kane has to break his grip and Cesaro quickly picks up the sledgehammer off the apron! From the mentor, now Cesaro has the sledgehammer....and he strikes Kane with it in the skull! The Big Red Monster is down to his knees and Antonio throws the sledgehammer out of the ring. He then pulls Kane between his legs....no way. Kane is 300 lbs, he's not going to try....Antonio gets him up for the Neutralizer! All 300 lbs of The Big Red Monster has been picked up by Cesaro....Neutralizr! Kane is planted and Cesaro covers; one, two, three!
Taz: New Tag Team Champions!
Booker T: Cesaro is for sure learning from Triple H after that show right there.
Taz: Hey Book, don't hate on the guy. You do whatever it takes to win a title, you know that!
Cole: Be that as it may, we go from determining our champions, to determining the next challenger for the TCW Television Championship.
Triple Threat Match
#1 Contendership for Television Championship
Christian Cage vs Bray Wyatt vs Dolph Ziggler
Bray Wyatt leans back on the ropes and beckons the other two men in the ring to duke it out first. Naturally, they both gang up on Wyatt and pummel him with punches to the head. With one man down, Christian turns his attention to his other opponent and slaps him hard across the chest a few times, causing a loud “WOOO!” to emanate from the crowd. After backing Dolph in the corner, Christian backs up for a splash. Out of the corner of his eye, he catches Bray Wyatt charging towards him. It is too late to react. Wyatt hits him with a hard elbow to the jaw that sends him reeling to the other side of the ring. After taking out Christian, Wyatt goes in for his signature body splash on Ziggler in the corner. He connects with such force that Dolph's spine appears to be one with the post. Not finished with him yet, Wyatt lifts him up and body slams him on the mat. As he is looking down at his handy work, Wyatt fails to see Christian flying in with a dropkick. Wyatt falls on top of Ziggler as Christian poses for the crowd. Dolph's shoulders are down, so the ref starts the three count. 1...Christian looks behind him and sees the pin being counted. 2...Christian tries to break it up. And...he gets Wyatt off the third man before the ref counts to three. Captian Charisma grabs the winner of Ziggler and throws him outside the ring to focus his attention on Wyatt. As he approaches him, he gets hit with a quick kick in the gut followed by a suplex. Wyatt then picks up Christian by the hands and...dances with him around the ring. Christian seems to be out of it as Wyatt makes a mockery of him.
Christian: He brings him to the middle of the ring, but before he can do anything Christian starts to fight back. He pulls Wyatt in position and hits the Killswitch! He covers. 1...2...3! Christian wins!
Taz: And Christian wins it!
Cole: Cage was playing possum here tonight. As opposed to playing asylum patient earlier.
Booker T: I'm not sure he was playing Cole, but Christian definitely seems like he could be a threat to CM Punk's Television Championship. And up next, we got ourselves a good old fashioned grudge match.
Taz: You're right Book, Edge and Brock Lesnar, this thing won't be a match, it'll just be a fight.
Edge makes his way out to the ring to a huge pop. The Rated R Superstar is ready to participate in his first match of his TCW signing, especially against The Super Beast Brock Lesnar. Edge stands waiting in the ring before the music of Lesnar hits. The fans begin to split into some cheers and some boos, but they all turn to boos when someone appears on stage. Instead of Brock Lesnar, Paul Heyman walks onto the stage, microphone in hand!
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, Edge, I am sorry to inform you all tonight that we cannot currently locate Brock Lesnar. I have heard he is on his way to the arena here tonight, but we do not have the time nor the pleasure of being able to sit around and wait for Brock Lesnar's schedule to give us permission to proceed. While I am sorry Edge, I must cancel your match here tonight. Thank you for your time."
Heyman takes his leave, all while the crowd jeers the announcement. Edge runs a hand through his hair, as the match he has been waiting for has been canceled. The Rated R Superstar doesn't know how to react before he just quickly climbs out of the ring and walks off to the back in a huff.
Booker T: Brock Lesnar ain't here? I mean, I know Brock, and that man wants his hands on Edge...but he isn't here for his match?
Cole: I don't know Book, but we have to carry on. Up next, we see another grudge match. CM Punk, the Television Champion, vs Alex Shelley, our Mr. Money in the Bank, in a a Falls Count Anywhere match!
Falls Count Anywhere
Alex Shelley vs CM Punk
Punk starts off the match by ramming Shelley into the corner and pounding him in the kidneys. He continues the assault by kicking his opponent in the face before hitting him with a dropkick. It does not take long for the match to go outside the ring as CM Punk tosses Alex Shelley through the ropes. The Sultan of Sleaze gets to his feet just as Punk dives at him, sending both men down hard. Punk slowly crawls towards the ring, but he doesn't get back inside. He reaches underneath it and manages to find a steel chair. He stands up and turns back to Shelley, but his opponent is ready for him and delivers a kick that sends the chair into Punk's skull. Shelley moves to the opposite end of the ring to look for a weapon of his own. Punk slowly rises up, and he appears to be cut deep. Shelley fishes out a table and sets it aside as his opponent comes rushing towards him. He tosses Punk into the side of the announcer's table, but as he approaches Punk smacks him in the jaw and lifts him onto his shoulders. He tosses Shelley onto the table and jumps up there with him. He lifts his opponent again and connects on a GTS! Shelley collapses and falls off the table as Punk, with a giddy step in his stride, hops off and covers. 1...2..kick! The Sultan of Sleaze still has something left in the tank! Punk grabs the folding table Shelley got out earlier and leans it on the ring. Searching for his opponent, he finds him crawling on his knees and tosses him on the leaning table. CM Punk backs up, looking to possible Spear Shelley through the table, and takes off. Shelley takes a step up and leans forward. Before he can react, Punk is flipped head over heels and goes through the table! With his opponent laying awkwardly on the floor, Shelley covers. 1...2...kick! Almost! Hold on! Punk appears to be going through his second wind as he forces Shelley off him and picks him up in position for another GTS! But Alex fights it. He struggles to escape the grip of Punk before managing to grab a steel chair from the timekeeper's area and strikes Punk in the spine! Alex then slides off and strikes Punk in the skull with the chair! Punk is laid out on the announce table, and Shelley drops the chair. He stares at Punk then stares back under the ring. He quickly heads underneath the ring, looking for something....he pulls out a ladder! The same object Shelley used to win Money in the Bank, he sets up overlooking the announce table! Shelley's climbing the ladder, but Punk manages to roll off the table and begins scaling as well! Both men eventually reach the top! What the hell is going on right here?! The two are fighting up top, rights and lefts, knife edge chops exchanged. Punk gets the advantage and somehow pulls Shelley over, slightly onto his shoulder, a GTS from up there could kill both men! But Alex fights it...Shelley slides off...SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! As Joey Styles would say, OH MY GOD! Neither man is moving, and the referee immediately calls for medical aid. The match is over. That's a no contest for sure.
Booker T: Oh my god man....I...we need help out here. Somebody hurry the hell up back there!
Cole: That's another match for Alex Shelley that ends in a no contest. He just won't stop trying to give it his all. My god.....I...I don't even know what to say.
Taz: I know what to say. HOLY SHIT. I mean....Alex Shelley is getting taken out of here on a stretcher and Punk...Punk's barely hobbling his way to the back with the help of multiple personnel! This was just insane!
Cole: And Punk is involved in our next match! We've heard Brock Lesnar has arrived in the arena, so he will be available as a Lumberjack for the World Title match. It seems Punk is telling staff that he'll be ready as well, so it looks like we will have all our lumberjacks for our main event. Santino Marella, Dean Ambrose, the World Heavyweight Championship on the line.
World Heavyweight Championship
w/ Brock Lesnar, CM Punk, Edge, Kane, & The Undertaker as Lumberjacks
Santino Marella vs Dean Ambrose (c)
Dean is cautious as he makes his way around the ring, eyeing the lumberjacks on the outside. His "Axis of Evil" is there with him, but so is Edge and the Brothers of Destruction. The referee rings the bell and Santino is quickly on Ambrose, striking away at the champion. Marella is ready to win the World championship and the passion can be seen in his eyes. The referee forces Santino off of Dean, but Marella is back on Dean, striking away at him. Santino then steps backwards before clotheslining Ambrose, crushing him into the turnbuckle, sending the champion to the mat. Santino tries to cover, but Punk pulls Ambrose out of the ring, trying to afford the champion a bit of safety. The Brothers of Destruction make their way around the ring to try and throw Dean back in, but Lesnar and Punk bar the way.
Before the four can get into blows, Edge sneaks up behind the duo and grab the champion, hurling him back into the ring before taking his leave, leaving Lesnar incensed at the sly superstar. Back inside the ring, Santino is on Ambrose once more, stomping away at him before whipping him into the corner. Marella charges in again, but this time Dean gets his boots up, causing Santino to stagger backwards. Ambrose is quick out of the corner, striking away at Marella before hooking him up and hitting a snap suplex. Dean flows into the cover, barely getting two before Santino kicks out.
Dean stomps away at Marella before picking him and forcing Marella face first into the corner. Ambrose then begins throwing shots to the spine and kidney area of Marella before taking a reprieve running back in for a dropkick to the back. Santino doesn't fall out of the corner, but Dean grabs him for the school-boy; one, two, th-kick out by Marella. Dean begins to get frustrated as he stomps away at Marella before draping his throat over the bottom rope and begins choking Santino. The referee is quick to order him to stop, starting the count, but Dean gets off at 4. The expression of anger has now changed to pleasure as Dean begins smirking and taunting the crowd. He drops to the cover on Marella; one, two, kickout again! The pleasure is back to anger as Dean just mounts Santino and begins beating away at his skull before pulling him up for the DDT. He yells that Santino's time is done before raising the leg for the kick-out, but Santino rolls out of position and kicks Dean in the gut...DDT by Marella!
Dean is laid out on the ground and Santino is able to hook the leg; one, two, th-kickout! Santino just sighs as he tries to get momentum back his way and he makes his way to the top rope. We don't see Marella go up top very often, but he's looking for something big here, but Punk's on the apron! Punk catches Santino up on the top rope, but Undertaker is there on him! And so is Kane! The Brothers turn their focus on Punk on the outside and Lesnar is quick to his aid, and Edge is there to try and even things up. The lumberjacks are in chaos on the outside as Ambrose is up on the top rope with Santino. He tries for a superplex but Marella blocks it, striking Ambrose in the stomach. Santino looks behind him before hooking Ambrose up....SUPERPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE! The two men go crashing down on top of all the lumberjacks! Everyone is down(bar the referee)!
The referee begins his count and is at 4 by the time Marella begins to recover on the outside. Among the bodies on the ground, he's able to locate Dean and roll the champion into the ring. Santino covers, hooking the leg; one, two, thr-Lesnar pulls Dean out of the ring! Santino had it won, but Lesnar does his best to protect Ambrose's title reign. He tries to get Dean off to the side and protect him to recover, but Edge is back up on the outside...SPEAR! Lesnar is down on the outside, but that took all Edge had as well, leaving both of them down on the outside again.
The other three lumberjacks are still down and Santino slowly makes his way to the apron to try and head back to Ambrose, but Dean takes his legs out from under him, sending Santino face first into the steel steps! Santino is now in a slump on the outside, and Dean slowly manages to lift his body up and slide him in the ring.
He follows in, picking up Marella over his shoulder...Midnight Special! Dean hooks the leg, but gets off Marella just as the referee is about to hit three. Both Kane and Undertaker are still down on the outside, and Punk is probably out cold right now, just giving Ambrose more leeway to stick it to Marella. He picks Santino up and places him in position.....Rolling Black Out! Dean mocks Marella as he hits Santino with his own move, keeping the guillotine choke locked in! I doubt Santino is even conscious right now, and the referee checks Santino....he calls for the bell! Dean Ambrose is still the World Heavyweight Champion!
Taz: That's showing him Dean! Finally Santino gets it stuck to him, with his own move no doubt!
Booker T: I take nothing away from Dean Ambrose, he fought hard as hell to keep that title, but Santino probably could've had it there if not for Brock Lesnar.
Taz: Well it's just so bad for Santino then, isn't it? He tried and tried, but like I knew he would, the guy came up short.
Cole: Regardless, it was a great match between two very game competitors. Dean Ambrose is still the champion, and though some of us may not like it...that's the way it seems to be. Thank you ladies and gentlemen, and good night.
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