Post by Joey on Sept 24, 2019 14:34:06 GMT -5
We pan out to a sold out arena in beautiful Toronto Canada.
We hear Three Doors Down start to play at the beautiful Scotiabank Arena.
RW and JC take their spots.
RW: Welcome everyone to beautiful Torotno.
JC: Our first time in Scotiabank Arena and its simply beautiful out here.
RW: We will start our first match of the night with a doozy, Robert Saints vs. Saint Jude.
Line in the Sand by Motorhead plays over the arena as Robert Saints and his wife Kelly Robinson make their way out to the entrance ramp as red pyro hits down the sides of the entrance ramp making it's way towards the ring as Robert Saints and his wife Kelly Robinson now make their way down the entrance ramp to the ring. Robert Saints bounces onto the ring apron and then enters between the top and middle ropes into the ring as Kelly Robinson stands up onto the ring apron and does her trademark split under the bottom rope and then Kelly Robinson exits the ring and waits in her husband's corner as Robert Saints waits for his opponent to come out.
JC: Robert is looking fit and ready to go.
The Ballad hits as Jude makes his way to the ring. We see what seems like a million cameras and cell phones just clicking away with very little to no noise.
RW: The matches this man has left in him are numbered and you can tell people want to get a glimpse of one of the last few founding fathers left on this earth. Most have retired or moved on or you know.
JC: Yeah I know. Time is the great equalizer.
Jude enters the ring as they stand toe to toe and the bell sounds off.
RW: Here we go.
Robert starts it off with a running forearm then a running clothesline as Jude hits the mat hard. Robert with a front powerslam followed by a side powerslam! He covers Jude the ref counts 1………….2………….kickout!
JC: Nice set of moves there by Robert.
Robert keeps up the onslaught with a delayed vertical suplex then an Exploder! Robert once again goes for the cover the ref counts 1……………..2……………….kickout!
Out of the crowd we see Rumpke come running out!
RW: Whats he doing here.
JC: I think Rumpke is yelling at Robert that only he gets to beat Jude!?
Rumpke attacks Robert the ref is calling for the bell now. From the crowd we see another person come running out in a hood and you cant see his face, as he gets in he takes off the hood and attacks Rumpke, its Redd!
RW: Holy Toronto Batman, its Redd! Redd is back in SFT!
Jude gets up slowly and sees the mayhem and he attacks Rumpke! But Robert gets into the fray and he attacks Redd!?!
JC: It is chaos in the ring as all four men are punching and hitting each other, Redd vs. Jude then Robert vs. Redd and then Jude vs. Rumpke, Rumpke vs. Redd, Rumpke vs. Robert
RW: This is insane!
The ring crew comes in and seperates all 4 men as the match is called a no contest.
RW: Absolutely insanity.
Winner: match ruled a no contest.
JC: And the fans are loving it, some chanting for Redd some for Robert some for Jude and others for Rumpke.
(cut to commercial)
Commercial for Popeyes new chicken sandwich
(back from commercial)
We just got word that something is happening in the back. We're taking you there now. The camera cuts to backstage where a cameraman and Harold are outside of a locker room door. Another man is standing outside of the door.
Harold, I know you want the story but I don't think this is the time.
A loud crash is heard before we hear a voice slurring heavily yelling "Redd's back! " Another crash is heard before a moment of silence overcomes the area. Then another voice, one much deeper is heard saying. "You know what you've got to do my child. You need to jump into the fire with him this time." Another moment of silence blankets this area before the other voice begins saying "Yes, you're right, I've got to stop holding back.. Tonight will be, the last form of pennance I pay to SFT for what I've done in the past. After that, I'm going to take this place by storm one more time."
Harold: Get out of my way, I've got to find out what's going on.
The man sighs before moving out of his way. The head reporter opens up the door to see Rumpke wobbling back and forth with a near empty half gallon of dark eyes vodka in his hand. The drunks face is supporting a swollen black eye along with a pissed off expression on his face.
Harold: Who are you talking to Rumpke? I don't see anyone in hear but I heard someone else.
Rumpke downs the remaining contents of that bottle and slings it onto the ground. The camera looks down to see beer cans mixed with a couple of other bottles of liquor.
Rumpke: You just missed him Harold but he'll be back eventually. He always comes back.. If you'll excuse me, I've got to take one last whipping to take..
Rumpke stumbles by Harold and out of the locker room door. The camera zooms in on all of the empty alcohol containers on the floor, on the table before fading out.
(commercial break)
Commercial for AEW wrestling.
(back from Commercial)
"War is the Answer" by FFDP blasts over the arena's PA system moments before a drunk Rumpke walks through the curtains. This alcoholic, its obvious that he's turned a lot of his fat into muscle since he's been off.
JC: Is it just me or does Rumpke look even more like a small tank than he did when he was competing the last time he had a decent run?
RW: No he's obviously gained more muscle Randy. The question is, can he get back to the form that he once was at? Emerson, hasn't left. He's always been here
Rumpke stumbles down the ramp while flipping everyone off that he can possibly manage during the short trip. Once he gets to the ring, the drunk rolls in and slowly makes it up to his feet before finding his corner.
RW: Rumpke seems to be in a sour mood tonight.
JC: I wonder if it has to do with Redd returning tonight?
RW: I'm guessing that you're right.
Emerson vs. Rumpk (non title match)
Kryptonite hits as Emerson makes his way to the ring stopping to sign autographs and take pics with fans, he gets in the ring and jumps around a little bit getting himself loose and ready while staring at Rumpke. The drunk waves Emerson off of his exercise. Both, The referee and Emerson look at Rumpke with a clueless expression before calling for the bell. Emerson and Rumpke move in torwards each other. Rumpke has a smirk on his face when he hits Emerson with a right cross where he opens his hand and simply smacks Emerson across the face. After that, he backs off a bit as his smirk turns into a smile. Meanwhile at this moment, Emerson; He's pissed off. It takes one and a half seconds before the red-faced Emerson spears Rumpke too the ground and starts pounding on him.
RW: What did that idiot Rumpke hope to gain with a slap?
Emerson continues to pound on the alcoholic but the drunk; He laughs and reveals a bloody mouth. Meanwhile, Emerson doesn't stop. He keeps pounding Rumpke over and over until the drunks eyes roll into the back of his head. Upon seeing this, the referee immediately calls for the bell but Emerson doesn't stop there. He continues to blast Rumpke in the head until security steps in and forces him off.. Still red in the face, he keeps fighting to get back to finish the job but the numbers game is too much for him to handle.
Finally Emerson is free and dropkicks Rumpke out of the ring and he cannot stand up after that the ref counts 1…………...2…………..3……………….4…………………...5…………………..6………………………...7……………………..8………………...9…………..10..
The ref awards his match to Emerson who throws an angry look at Rumpke and exits the ring.
Winner: Emerson via countout
(quick commercial break)
Jack Jones vs. Jackson Kent (standard match)
Ace of Spades’ by Motorhead plays throughout the arena, as Jackson Kent comes walking out from the back. A huge round of pyros goes off, as Jackson is seen walking through the center.
Amanda Summers: Making his way to the ring From Lawton, Oklahoma, weighing in at 282 lbs, Big Kent” Jackson Kent!
He walks down the rampway making his way to the ring, before climbing the steps. As he stands on the apron, he spreads his arms wide like wings pausing there for a moment with his head lowered. He then steps over the top rope into the ring. Jackson climbs up onto the top rope, and spreads his arms out once more taking in the reaction from the crowd.
RW: Jackson making his long awaited comeback after not having wrestled in almost 2 months.
Friends in low places hits as Jack Jones comes to a nice pop from the crowd. They stand in the middle as the ref goes over the rules. The bell sounds off and we begin with Jack with a lunging forearm followed by a quick take down of Jackson, now Jack applies some pressure with an arm bar.
JC: Jack is working the body.
Jackson starts to try and get up but Jack with a lock of legs on Jacksons throat and Jack is going for a submission move!
RW: How do you like that, I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks.
After a minute of the ref asking Jackson if he will give up he says no every time. Finally Jackson is able to slip free and as they both get up Jackson nails Jones with a shoulder block followed by a quick elbow drop.
RW: These are war children!
JC: Nice one there, whered you come up with that?
RW: Its all me bro
JC: Whatever
Jones gets up but Jackson nails him with an elbow to the head then a Sitout Swinging Side slam!
JC: Whoa!
Jackson with the cover as the ref counts 1………………...2………………...kickout!
RW: Yes!
Jackson though does not let up he kicks Jones in the face and nails him with a Elevated powerbomb!
JC: that might be it!
Jackson does not go for the cover instead picks up Jones and hits his Kentbuster!
RW: No!!!!!!!!!!
Jackson covers Jones the ref counts 1……………….2………………………..3!!!
JC: Welcome back Jackson Kent!
Winner: Jackson Kent via pinfall.
RW: Up next is our main event.
JC: We will see Louis Cypher lock horns with newly crowned HC champion Cassandra.
RW: It seems she learned quite a bit from Reno Destiny.
JC: maybe but she sure seems to have quite of bit of god given talent. So without further ado lets get this match on the road.
Slayer hits as Louis Cypher comes out to huge boos from the crowd.
JC: Not quite the fan favorite is he?
RW: Ya think?
"Larger Than Life" by Backstreet Boys hits the arena. Cassandra comes walking onto the stage wearing shiny black tights and a dark red short sleeve top. She heads down the ramp with a slight smile on her face. She slides into the ring and stands there looking out at the fans. She jumps up and down a few times to warm up for the match with a confident expression.
JC: I dont think I have ever seen anyone come out to Backstreet Boys music?
RW: uh yea not the best choice but at least its better than when Gruffy used to come to Tina Turner.
JC: True, man we been around so long its kinda crazy, we’ve seen music and fads move on, come back and move on again.
RW: We are indeed dinosaurs hahaha
Cassandra gives the ref the title and we see the ring crew littering weapons all over the ring and outside the ring.
JC: You gotta love these matches.
The bell rings and Cypher starts it off with a running shoulder block then pushes Cass into the corner hits her with an elbow to the face then a DDT onto a steel stop sign!
RW: That might be it right there!
Cassandra’s face is head is split open and shes already bleeding. Cypher covers her the ref counts 1…………………...2…………………….kickout!
JC: Wow, this definitely isnt Harold.
RW: Harold was a joke, Louis Cypher is not. She will will her hands full with this man.
Cypher gets up and swings a bat as Cass is trying to get up she ducks drop kicks him and as he is getting up again he flies and locks in a headscissors takedown!
JC: Nice move! But Cypher is just smiling why isnt he trying to get out of the hold?
RW: Take a good look, would you want to get out of her move?
JC: Well, ohhhh, ohhhh ok I get it!
After a minute or so Cypher stops smiling and in a show of power lifts himself and Cass up and slams her onto the ropes!
RW: That looked really painful.
JC: Cassandra is taking a real punishment tonight.
Cypher finds a kendo stick and breaks it over her back! Cass in some big time pain and big time trouble! She lifts up her head and smiles back at Cypher with that blood face!
RW: They are both a little insane.
JC: Yeah they both crazier than a bag of squirrels with one peanut in the bag!
Cass with a roundhouse kick then a snap suplex onto a wooden table that was flat on the mat! It cracks!
RW: You think they’ll need medical attention after the match.
JC: Randy they need medical attention now!
Cass puts the table up on its leg, picks up Cypher in her own show of strength and super plexes him off the top turnbuckle as they crash through the table, blood soaked Cassandra drapes an exhausted arm over the passed out Cypher as the ref counts 1……………...2……………………..3!!
RW: We have a winner!
Winner: Cassandra via pinfall
JC: After a match like that I doubt anyone is really a winner.
"Hard to see" hits by FFDP hits the arena's PA system moments before Rumpke comes walking out through the curtain. Cassandra, she turns her head and stares down SFT's alcoholic as he walks down the ramp. He smiles back at her as he continues on with the same pace before reaching ringside. Rumpke then walks around the ring and grabs a microphone.
Rumpke: I must admit Cassandra, I absolutely love what you're doing with SFT's Hardcore Title. You are defending it like a true champion!
He approaches the steps before stumbling up them. It looks as if he was about to fall but he latches onto the top rope quickly and straightens himself up before entering the ring. Cassandra, she squares up against him and looks as if she's about to attack Rumpke. His casual look suddenly becomes a glare.
Rumpke: Look Cassandra, I'm not coming out here to take that title from you. Hell, I'm not even coming out here to talk down to you. I genuinley love what you are doing with a title that I had a part of bringing back. You are representing the Hardcore lifestyle well. You're doing so well that I'm wondering what the hell you and Reno have in common besides a child.. God knows Reno doesn't have half of the balls that you do. Heck, comparing you to him. He's practically been neutered!
RW: He didn't..!!
JC: Oh, yes he did!
Cassandra instantly lashes out and knocks him upside the head. He drops the microphone while the Hardcore champion continues to beats the drunk into a corner. She continues to pound on him before changing gear to kick him in the gutt. After that, Cassandra DDT's the drunk before rolling out of the ring. The champion, she looks satisfied at the way she has handled Rumpke who is struggling to but is getting back up to his feet. She disappears behind the curtain.
RW: Rumpke deserved that just like he always deserves an ass whooping. I'm glad to see Karma biting him in the ass so much these days!
Rumpke grabs the microphone before standing up, and reclining against the top turnbuckle. He raises the mic up and says.
Rumpke: Now that we've gotten the pleasantries out of the way, lets get down to business.. Redd.. Welcome back! I'm so happy to see that you've returned! This tells me that the calendar, its about to come to a full circle.. Everything, its close Redd.. For once in a long time. I'm feeling energized, ready to put my life on the line again against any and all comers.. I've paid my penance over the last half of the year. Now, I'm officially putting SFT's roster on notice a long with you!
"The Ballad" by Testament begins to blare over the arena's sound system as Rumpke's face smiles at the ramp with evil intentions. Out of nowhere, Robert Saints emerges from the crowd, and slides into the ring as the crowd erupts. He stares at the back of Rumpke's head while the drunk continues to look at the ramp. Suddenly Robert grabs Rumpke, turns him around and hits a Viper Cutter! Seconds later, Redd emerges from behind the curtain. The crowd, they blow the roof off of the arena with cheers!!
RW: Oh shit folks! The chaos, it's about to get real!
Redd, walks down the ramp while staring at Robert Saints with a blank stare while the expressions on Roberts face dare Redd to get in the ring. Meanwhile, Redd; He doesn't hesitate to climb in the ring with Robert Saints. The two stare each other down while Rumpke gains consciousness (once again) and makes it up to his feet. The Drunk shakes off the blow he previously received as Redd plays a mind game with Robert by pointing behind him. The Viper shifts his fighting stance and briefly looks at The Drunken Brawler before looking back at SFT's Sentinel! Robert then again looks back at Rumpke to see that he's up. Redd smiles sadistically at Robert, knowing that Rumpke won't let the betrayal go easily.. And both Redd and Rumpke back Robert Saints into a corner when Rumpke suddenly nails Redd with a right handed cross that sends SFT's Sentinel into the ropes. Redd explodes out of the ropes and nails Rumpke with a closeline that send the drunk straight to the ground. Then out of nowhere, Robert pounces on Redd with a big splash. The weight and force of the blow sends Redd into the turnbuckle! Robert Saints, the Viper; He begins to go to work on Redd's body!
RW: Holy!!
JC: Shit, I know!!
Robert hauls back to hit Redd again only to be held back. The Viper turns around to meet a vicious headbutt from The Drunken Brawler that splatters blood on all three men! The crowd once again begins chanting "Holy shit!" With Robert Saints dazed, Rumpke turns his attention to Redd who bursts out of the corner and spears The Drunken Brawler to the ground. Both of them use their weight to shift the tides and each time the rivals blast each other in the face but eventually Robert spears Rumpke off of Redd and then both of then go to blows while Redd regains ring awareness. Before we know it, Redd times the juggling act to where he pulls Robert Saints off of Rumpke before sending "The Viper" outside of the ring. Redd immediately goes for Rumpke and Rumpke goes for Redd!!
RW: Oh shit!
JC: Let them fight!!
RW: No!!!
Moments later, ring side security swarms the ring. They swarm both Redd and Rumpke once again. The shear numbers of security is able to overcome both fighters despite both of them pulling, and fighting to get to each other. Fists, they are flying merciously against anyone in the way as "Tuesday Night Titans" fades out.
We hear Three Doors Down start to play at the beautiful Scotiabank Arena.
RW and JC take their spots.
RW: Welcome everyone to beautiful Torotno.
JC: Our first time in Scotiabank Arena and its simply beautiful out here.
RW: We will start our first match of the night with a doozy, Robert Saints vs. Saint Jude.
Line in the Sand by Motorhead plays over the arena as Robert Saints and his wife Kelly Robinson make their way out to the entrance ramp as red pyro hits down the sides of the entrance ramp making it's way towards the ring as Robert Saints and his wife Kelly Robinson now make their way down the entrance ramp to the ring. Robert Saints bounces onto the ring apron and then enters between the top and middle ropes into the ring as Kelly Robinson stands up onto the ring apron and does her trademark split under the bottom rope and then Kelly Robinson exits the ring and waits in her husband's corner as Robert Saints waits for his opponent to come out.
JC: Robert is looking fit and ready to go.
The Ballad hits as Jude makes his way to the ring. We see what seems like a million cameras and cell phones just clicking away with very little to no noise.
RW: The matches this man has left in him are numbered and you can tell people want to get a glimpse of one of the last few founding fathers left on this earth. Most have retired or moved on or you know.
JC: Yeah I know. Time is the great equalizer.
Jude enters the ring as they stand toe to toe and the bell sounds off.
RW: Here we go.
Robert starts it off with a running forearm then a running clothesline as Jude hits the mat hard. Robert with a front powerslam followed by a side powerslam! He covers Jude the ref counts 1………….2………….kickout!
JC: Nice set of moves there by Robert.
Robert keeps up the onslaught with a delayed vertical suplex then an Exploder! Robert once again goes for the cover the ref counts 1……………..2……………….kickout!
Out of the crowd we see Rumpke come running out!
RW: Whats he doing here.
JC: I think Rumpke is yelling at Robert that only he gets to beat Jude!?
Rumpke attacks Robert the ref is calling for the bell now. From the crowd we see another person come running out in a hood and you cant see his face, as he gets in he takes off the hood and attacks Rumpke, its Redd!
RW: Holy Toronto Batman, its Redd! Redd is back in SFT!
Jude gets up slowly and sees the mayhem and he attacks Rumpke! But Robert gets into the fray and he attacks Redd!?!
JC: It is chaos in the ring as all four men are punching and hitting each other, Redd vs. Jude then Robert vs. Redd and then Jude vs. Rumpke, Rumpke vs. Redd, Rumpke vs. Robert
RW: This is insane!
The ring crew comes in and seperates all 4 men as the match is called a no contest.
RW: Absolutely insanity.
Winner: match ruled a no contest.
JC: And the fans are loving it, some chanting for Redd some for Robert some for Jude and others for Rumpke.
(cut to commercial)
Commercial for Popeyes new chicken sandwich
(back from commercial)
We just got word that something is happening in the back. We're taking you there now. The camera cuts to backstage where a cameraman and Harold are outside of a locker room door. Another man is standing outside of the door.
Harold, I know you want the story but I don't think this is the time.
A loud crash is heard before we hear a voice slurring heavily yelling "Redd's back! " Another crash is heard before a moment of silence overcomes the area. Then another voice, one much deeper is heard saying. "You know what you've got to do my child. You need to jump into the fire with him this time." Another moment of silence blankets this area before the other voice begins saying "Yes, you're right, I've got to stop holding back.. Tonight will be, the last form of pennance I pay to SFT for what I've done in the past. After that, I'm going to take this place by storm one more time."
Harold: Get out of my way, I've got to find out what's going on.
The man sighs before moving out of his way. The head reporter opens up the door to see Rumpke wobbling back and forth with a near empty half gallon of dark eyes vodka in his hand. The drunks face is supporting a swollen black eye along with a pissed off expression on his face.
Harold: Who are you talking to Rumpke? I don't see anyone in hear but I heard someone else.
Rumpke downs the remaining contents of that bottle and slings it onto the ground. The camera looks down to see beer cans mixed with a couple of other bottles of liquor.
Rumpke: You just missed him Harold but he'll be back eventually. He always comes back.. If you'll excuse me, I've got to take one last whipping to take..
Rumpke stumbles by Harold and out of the locker room door. The camera zooms in on all of the empty alcohol containers on the floor, on the table before fading out.
(commercial break)
Commercial for AEW wrestling.
(back from Commercial)
"War is the Answer" by FFDP blasts over the arena's PA system moments before a drunk Rumpke walks through the curtains. This alcoholic, its obvious that he's turned a lot of his fat into muscle since he's been off.
JC: Is it just me or does Rumpke look even more like a small tank than he did when he was competing the last time he had a decent run?
RW: No he's obviously gained more muscle Randy. The question is, can he get back to the form that he once was at? Emerson, hasn't left. He's always been here
Rumpke stumbles down the ramp while flipping everyone off that he can possibly manage during the short trip. Once he gets to the ring, the drunk rolls in and slowly makes it up to his feet before finding his corner.
RW: Rumpke seems to be in a sour mood tonight.
JC: I wonder if it has to do with Redd returning tonight?
RW: I'm guessing that you're right.
Emerson vs. Rumpk (non title match)
Kryptonite hits as Emerson makes his way to the ring stopping to sign autographs and take pics with fans, he gets in the ring and jumps around a little bit getting himself loose and ready while staring at Rumpke. The drunk waves Emerson off of his exercise. Both, The referee and Emerson look at Rumpke with a clueless expression before calling for the bell. Emerson and Rumpke move in torwards each other. Rumpke has a smirk on his face when he hits Emerson with a right cross where he opens his hand and simply smacks Emerson across the face. After that, he backs off a bit as his smirk turns into a smile. Meanwhile at this moment, Emerson; He's pissed off. It takes one and a half seconds before the red-faced Emerson spears Rumpke too the ground and starts pounding on him.
RW: What did that idiot Rumpke hope to gain with a slap?
Emerson continues to pound on the alcoholic but the drunk; He laughs and reveals a bloody mouth. Meanwhile, Emerson doesn't stop. He keeps pounding Rumpke over and over until the drunks eyes roll into the back of his head. Upon seeing this, the referee immediately calls for the bell but Emerson doesn't stop there. He continues to blast Rumpke in the head until security steps in and forces him off.. Still red in the face, he keeps fighting to get back to finish the job but the numbers game is too much for him to handle.
Finally Emerson is free and dropkicks Rumpke out of the ring and he cannot stand up after that the ref counts 1…………...2…………..3……………….4…………………...5…………………..6………………………...7……………………..8………………...9…………..10..
The ref awards his match to Emerson who throws an angry look at Rumpke and exits the ring.
Winner: Emerson via countout
(quick commercial break)
Jack Jones vs. Jackson Kent (standard match)
Ace of Spades’ by Motorhead plays throughout the arena, as Jackson Kent comes walking out from the back. A huge round of pyros goes off, as Jackson is seen walking through the center.
Amanda Summers: Making his way to the ring From Lawton, Oklahoma, weighing in at 282 lbs, Big Kent” Jackson Kent!
He walks down the rampway making his way to the ring, before climbing the steps. As he stands on the apron, he spreads his arms wide like wings pausing there for a moment with his head lowered. He then steps over the top rope into the ring. Jackson climbs up onto the top rope, and spreads his arms out once more taking in the reaction from the crowd.
RW: Jackson making his long awaited comeback after not having wrestled in almost 2 months.
Friends in low places hits as Jack Jones comes to a nice pop from the crowd. They stand in the middle as the ref goes over the rules. The bell sounds off and we begin with Jack with a lunging forearm followed by a quick take down of Jackson, now Jack applies some pressure with an arm bar.
JC: Jack is working the body.
Jackson starts to try and get up but Jack with a lock of legs on Jacksons throat and Jack is going for a submission move!
RW: How do you like that, I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks.
After a minute of the ref asking Jackson if he will give up he says no every time. Finally Jackson is able to slip free and as they both get up Jackson nails Jones with a shoulder block followed by a quick elbow drop.
RW: These are war children!
JC: Nice one there, whered you come up with that?
RW: Its all me bro
JC: Whatever
Jones gets up but Jackson nails him with an elbow to the head then a Sitout Swinging Side slam!
JC: Whoa!
Jackson with the cover as the ref counts 1………………...2………………...kickout!
RW: Yes!
Jackson though does not let up he kicks Jones in the face and nails him with a Elevated powerbomb!
JC: that might be it!
Jackson does not go for the cover instead picks up Jones and hits his Kentbuster!
RW: No!!!!!!!!!!
Jackson covers Jones the ref counts 1……………….2………………………..3!!!
JC: Welcome back Jackson Kent!
Winner: Jackson Kent via pinfall.
RW: Up next is our main event.
JC: We will see Louis Cypher lock horns with newly crowned HC champion Cassandra.
RW: It seems she learned quite a bit from Reno Destiny.
JC: maybe but she sure seems to have quite of bit of god given talent. So without further ado lets get this match on the road.
Slayer hits as Louis Cypher comes out to huge boos from the crowd.
JC: Not quite the fan favorite is he?
RW: Ya think?
"Larger Than Life" by Backstreet Boys hits the arena. Cassandra comes walking onto the stage wearing shiny black tights and a dark red short sleeve top. She heads down the ramp with a slight smile on her face. She slides into the ring and stands there looking out at the fans. She jumps up and down a few times to warm up for the match with a confident expression.
JC: I dont think I have ever seen anyone come out to Backstreet Boys music?
RW: uh yea not the best choice but at least its better than when Gruffy used to come to Tina Turner.
JC: True, man we been around so long its kinda crazy, we’ve seen music and fads move on, come back and move on again.
RW: We are indeed dinosaurs hahaha
Cassandra gives the ref the title and we see the ring crew littering weapons all over the ring and outside the ring.
JC: You gotta love these matches.
The bell rings and Cypher starts it off with a running shoulder block then pushes Cass into the corner hits her with an elbow to the face then a DDT onto a steel stop sign!
RW: That might be it right there!
Cassandra’s face is head is split open and shes already bleeding. Cypher covers her the ref counts 1…………………...2…………………….kickout!
JC: Wow, this definitely isnt Harold.
RW: Harold was a joke, Louis Cypher is not. She will will her hands full with this man.
Cypher gets up and swings a bat as Cass is trying to get up she ducks drop kicks him and as he is getting up again he flies and locks in a headscissors takedown!
JC: Nice move! But Cypher is just smiling why isnt he trying to get out of the hold?
RW: Take a good look, would you want to get out of her move?
JC: Well, ohhhh, ohhhh ok I get it!
After a minute or so Cypher stops smiling and in a show of power lifts himself and Cass up and slams her onto the ropes!
RW: That looked really painful.
JC: Cassandra is taking a real punishment tonight.
Cypher finds a kendo stick and breaks it over her back! Cass in some big time pain and big time trouble! She lifts up her head and smiles back at Cypher with that blood face!
RW: They are both a little insane.
JC: Yeah they both crazier than a bag of squirrels with one peanut in the bag!
Cass with a roundhouse kick then a snap suplex onto a wooden table that was flat on the mat! It cracks!
RW: You think they’ll need medical attention after the match.
JC: Randy they need medical attention now!
Cass puts the table up on its leg, picks up Cypher in her own show of strength and super plexes him off the top turnbuckle as they crash through the table, blood soaked Cassandra drapes an exhausted arm over the passed out Cypher as the ref counts 1……………...2……………………..3!!
RW: We have a winner!
Winner: Cassandra via pinfall
JC: After a match like that I doubt anyone is really a winner.
"Hard to see" hits by FFDP hits the arena's PA system moments before Rumpke comes walking out through the curtain. Cassandra, she turns her head and stares down SFT's alcoholic as he walks down the ramp. He smiles back at her as he continues on with the same pace before reaching ringside. Rumpke then walks around the ring and grabs a microphone.
Rumpke: I must admit Cassandra, I absolutely love what you're doing with SFT's Hardcore Title. You are defending it like a true champion!
He approaches the steps before stumbling up them. It looks as if he was about to fall but he latches onto the top rope quickly and straightens himself up before entering the ring. Cassandra, she squares up against him and looks as if she's about to attack Rumpke. His casual look suddenly becomes a glare.
Rumpke: Look Cassandra, I'm not coming out here to take that title from you. Hell, I'm not even coming out here to talk down to you. I genuinley love what you are doing with a title that I had a part of bringing back. You are representing the Hardcore lifestyle well. You're doing so well that I'm wondering what the hell you and Reno have in common besides a child.. God knows Reno doesn't have half of the balls that you do. Heck, comparing you to him. He's practically been neutered!
RW: He didn't..!!
JC: Oh, yes he did!
Cassandra instantly lashes out and knocks him upside the head. He drops the microphone while the Hardcore champion continues to beats the drunk into a corner. She continues to pound on him before changing gear to kick him in the gutt. After that, Cassandra DDT's the drunk before rolling out of the ring. The champion, she looks satisfied at the way she has handled Rumpke who is struggling to but is getting back up to his feet. She disappears behind the curtain.
RW: Rumpke deserved that just like he always deserves an ass whooping. I'm glad to see Karma biting him in the ass so much these days!
Rumpke grabs the microphone before standing up, and reclining against the top turnbuckle. He raises the mic up and says.
Rumpke: Now that we've gotten the pleasantries out of the way, lets get down to business.. Redd.. Welcome back! I'm so happy to see that you've returned! This tells me that the calendar, its about to come to a full circle.. Everything, its close Redd.. For once in a long time. I'm feeling energized, ready to put my life on the line again against any and all comers.. I've paid my penance over the last half of the year. Now, I'm officially putting SFT's roster on notice a long with you!
"The Ballad" by Testament begins to blare over the arena's sound system as Rumpke's face smiles at the ramp with evil intentions. Out of nowhere, Robert Saints emerges from the crowd, and slides into the ring as the crowd erupts. He stares at the back of Rumpke's head while the drunk continues to look at the ramp. Suddenly Robert grabs Rumpke, turns him around and hits a Viper Cutter! Seconds later, Redd emerges from behind the curtain. The crowd, they blow the roof off of the arena with cheers!!
RW: Oh shit folks! The chaos, it's about to get real!
Redd, walks down the ramp while staring at Robert Saints with a blank stare while the expressions on Roberts face dare Redd to get in the ring. Meanwhile, Redd; He doesn't hesitate to climb in the ring with Robert Saints. The two stare each other down while Rumpke gains consciousness (once again) and makes it up to his feet. The Drunk shakes off the blow he previously received as Redd plays a mind game with Robert by pointing behind him. The Viper shifts his fighting stance and briefly looks at The Drunken Brawler before looking back at SFT's Sentinel! Robert then again looks back at Rumpke to see that he's up. Redd smiles sadistically at Robert, knowing that Rumpke won't let the betrayal go easily.. And both Redd and Rumpke back Robert Saints into a corner when Rumpke suddenly nails Redd with a right handed cross that sends SFT's Sentinel into the ropes. Redd explodes out of the ropes and nails Rumpke with a closeline that send the drunk straight to the ground. Then out of nowhere, Robert pounces on Redd with a big splash. The weight and force of the blow sends Redd into the turnbuckle! Robert Saints, the Viper; He begins to go to work on Redd's body!
RW: Holy!!
JC: Shit, I know!!
Robert hauls back to hit Redd again only to be held back. The Viper turns around to meet a vicious headbutt from The Drunken Brawler that splatters blood on all three men! The crowd once again begins chanting "Holy shit!" With Robert Saints dazed, Rumpke turns his attention to Redd who bursts out of the corner and spears The Drunken Brawler to the ground. Both of them use their weight to shift the tides and each time the rivals blast each other in the face but eventually Robert spears Rumpke off of Redd and then both of then go to blows while Redd regains ring awareness. Before we know it, Redd times the juggling act to where he pulls Robert Saints off of Rumpke before sending "The Viper" outside of the ring. Redd immediately goes for Rumpke and Rumpke goes for Redd!!
RW: Oh shit!
JC: Let them fight!!
RW: No!!!
Moments later, ring side security swarms the ring. They swarm both Redd and Rumpke once again. The shear numbers of security is able to overcome both fighters despite both of them pulling, and fighting to get to each other. Fists, they are flying merciously against anyone in the way as "Tuesday Night Titans" fades out.
