6th August 2007

[FWF]

LEGEND: Welcome, Fantasy Wrestling Federation fans, to a rather somber Monday Night Rampage. Earlier tonight, one of our superstars, Brickwall was…was viciously gunned down in the parking lot of the Arena.

BRIGGS: It’s just not cool when stuff like this happens, Legend. It also makes you take a good, hard look at life.

LEGEND: Indeed it does, Briggs. What we’re about to show you is some rather disturbing footage from the garage. And we recommend that if you’re squeamish, please, turn away from the television now.

The Camera shows the parking lot, where Brickwall and Couch Potato are walking, and talking. Britanny Capella stands between them, her arms hooked in theirs. Suddenly, the screeching of tires breaks out. Couchie shouts out.

POTATO: Oh Shit!

With that, he grabs Britanny, and dives behind one of the Limo’s. Brickwall turns to do the same, but, suddenly, a rapid precession of gunfire rings out. The Camera shakes violently as its handler dives for Cover. The Camera falls to the ground, eventually, focused on the now prone form of Brick Wall. In the distance, a motor revs up, and tires squeal as the vehicle speeds away.

POTATO: Oh no ...Brickwall!

Couch Potato stands, and runs over to Brickwall, then kneels by him, and begins to shake him, tears rolling down his face. He shouts out in Anguish.

POTATO: Someone Call an Ambulance! And the Po-Lice!

The Cameras switch back to a somber Tom Briggs, and Johnny Legend in the arena.

LEGEND: However sad this is, FWF has decided that the show must be on, but, obviously, our opening bout has been cancelled.

CHARLES: The following match scheduled is for one fall and is for the Fantasy Wrestling Federation Television Championship! Introducing first...

The sounds of engines revving roar out over the arena as the lights dim and red lights strobe in the entryway. The drums roll and the guitars of "Almost Gone" by Mushroomhead drive on as Brody steps out onto the entryway to thunderous applause and bursts of pyrotechnics. He stops at the top of the ramp and raises his right fist.

CHARLES: ...weighing in at 245 pounds ...Brody "the Bull" Armstrong!

The lights go out and Here to Stay by Korn starts to play as white fog covers the ramp. The lights come back up to a red winged man in red leather battle armor and sword on his hip with a white wolf by his side standing at the top of the ramp. The man starts walking forward the wolf sitting at the top of the ramp. The man reaches the ring and slips between the top and middle ropes as the lights come back on. He moves to stand in the center of the ring and draws his sword and then proceeds to cut his name into the air. Sheathes the sword then raises his arms as fire shoots up from the ring posts. Holds his arms out until the fire stops then lower them. As his arms lower four blocks of ice fall upon the ring posts. He walks to his corner striping out of his armor and hand it ans his sword to Astryd who sits ring side.

CHARLES: And his opponent ...he is the FWF Television Champion ...Sujir Thorn!

BRIGGS: Well, Legend. I'm going to take a nap now.

LEGEND: Alright, Briggs. You do that. I'll enjoy this phenomenal matchup between two very talented young men, for one of our most prestigiouse titles.

BRIGGS: Talented? Yeah, Right, Legend. And your mom looks like a desirable woman.

LEGEND: Funny thing, I thought the exact opposite about your mom when she rolled over this morning

The Bell rings, and Brody and Sujir meet each other in the middle of the ring. Brody gets in Sujirs face, and the mutual shit talking begins. Sujir then shoves Brody away, and slaps him. Brody turns his head away, and backs up a couple steps. He stands still for a moment, then explodes forth with a thunderous clothesline, taking both him, and Sujir outside of the ring.

LEGEND: Brody, not messing around here.

BRIGGS: He knows what's on the line, Legend. Even if he does suck, he isnt dumb.

Outside, Brody and Sujir both get to their feet quickly. Brody attempts a hard right, which Sujir blocks. In turn, Sujir pulls Brody into a side headlock, then takes him down to the floor, hard with a DDT. He then mounts Brody's back, and begins to punch him viciously in the back of the head.

LEGEND: Sujir is just vicious here tonight.

BRIGGS: He doesent wanna have a sucky sucking title reign for a second time and be known as the two time sucking TV champion of sucking.

LEGEND: You WOULD know a lot about sucking, wouldnt you, Tom?

The ref yells at the two, and begins his count. ...1 ...2 ...3. Brody elbows Sujir off of him, and gets to his feet slowly. ...4 ...5 ...6. Brody grabs Sujir by his hair, and slams his head onto the apron. ...7 ...8 ...9. Brody then rolls Sujir into the ring, and quickly follows suit right before the referee counts the 10.

LEGEND: Cutting it close...

Brody gets to his feet quickly, and Sujir slowly makes his way up, favoring his forehead. As he stands, Brody quickly hits a spine buster on him, then goes for the pin. ...1 ...2. Sujir kicks out. Brody stands, bounces off the ropes, and hits a powerful leg drop on Sujir. He goes for the pin again. ...1 ...2. Sujir kicks out again.

BRIGGS: Two near falls.

Brody pulls Sujir up, who catches him with a quick hit to the stomach. He then hits a powerbomb on Brody, and heads to the turnbuckle. He climbs it slowly, then, when he reaches the top rope, he jumps off, and hits a flying elbow on Brody the Bull. ...1 ...2. Brody kicks out.

LEGEND: So close to retaining his title, he could taste it!

Sujir sits up on his knees, looking furious. He then grabs Brody by the head, and lifts him to his feet. Brody stands shakily, his legs looking as if they could go at any moment. Sujir runs to the ropes, bounces off them, and comes at Brody attempting to hit a High Impact Clothesline to end it, But Brody ducks, and takes Sujir down in an arm bar.

LEGEND: Amazing Reversal by the Bull!!

BRIGGS: Boooooooooooooring. Hit him with a chair or something!

Sujir screams in the ring, the arm bar is sinched in tightly. He reaches for the bottom rope. Brody, meanwhile, is yelling out furiously, and putting all the pressure he possibly can into the hold. Sujir eventually reaches out, and grabs the bottom rope. Brody is forced to get off of Sujir, and back away. Sujir himself gets to his feet, leaning into the ropes. Brody Runs at him with a clothesline, then, suddenly, Sujir lunges forward, connecting with the High Impact Clothesline, he pins Brody. ...1 ...2 ...3.

CHARLES: Here is your winner ...and still FWF Television Champion ...Sujir Thorn!

Suddenly, from the crowd, Bert Ritalin jumps over the barrier, and gets into the ring. He spears Sujir, and begins to hit him in the face with hard rights.

BRIGGS: What the hell is Ritalin doing out here?!

LEGEND: I think he wants his title back, Briggs!

Suddenly, Trent Brown runs down from the back, closely followed by Couch Potato, who spears Trent form behind, crashing them to the ramp. He then gets up, and begins to stop Trent Brown. In the ring, Brody gets up, and hits Ritalin with a hard clothesline, sending him to the outside. Couch Potato gets into the ring, and hits the Lazy Boi on Brody, sending him to the mat. He then grabs the TV title, and holds it over his head.

BRIGGS: We are being told now that a match has been added to the Nightmare Card... It will be Couch Potato, Trent Brown, Bert Ritalin, Sujir Thorn, and Brody "The Bull" Armstrong in a Falls Count Anywhere Elimination match for the TV title!

LEGEND: HUGE News. More Rampage in a few, folks!

[FWF]

LEGEND: And welcome back ladies and gentlemen, just in time to witness one of the top premiere bouts of the evening, Thun-

BRIGGS: Don’t you say that for every match? Just like a damn broken record…

LEGEND: Hey at least I follow the script ok Tom?

BRIGGS: Of course you do; that’s why you suck so bad. No, you gotta be more like me, edgy and totally un-scripted!

LEGEND: Yeah ok. Anyway folks, sorry about that, let’s go down to Phil Charles for our next match!

CHARLES: The following match scheduled is for one fall! Introducing first...

Lonely Train by Black Stone Cherry hits the PA system and the lights dim. As Thunder jerks back the curtain, he steps out to face the crowd with a grin. He taps his shoulder three times and points to the sky and on cue fireworks explode all around the arena, sending the fans into a frenzy. Delighted fans in the front row stretch out their hands and Thunder grants them a hand slap as he makes his way down the ramp in his ring attire of white shorts, red boots and a long white coat with a red cross on the back…

CHARLES: ...from Hereford England ...weighing in at 325 pounds ...The Loco One …Thunder!

At the sound of his name the crowd cheers even more as Thunder picks up the special assigned camera waiting for him at the bottom of the ramp. The camera view switches from facing the entrance ramp to Thunder’s camera as he zooms in on a few lucky fans, including a youngster with his dad wearing a Thunder t-shirt. Thunder finally puts the camera back down on its tripod and climbs into the ring. He jumps on the second rope, flashes the arms crossed signal, and jumps back down as the lights go back on again and the music fades. The ref takes Thunder’s white coat as the Loco One just stretches out and waits for his opponent.

BRIGGS: Damn how long did that take? Ten minutes? This guy needs to learn the fine art of not giving a damn…

LEGEND: Stop it before I tell your mom what a naughty boy you’ve been today later on tonight in my bed…

The brief silence is replaced by Angel by Type O Negative as the atmosphere in the arena quickly changes from love to intense hate, and the lights dim once again. A white fog begins to creep over the entrance ramp just like that and a light drizzle begins to drip down on the ring and the fans. Astryd walks out in a black cloak that almost makes me invisible to the dim arena, her brother one step behind her in street clothes. A pair of wings un-curl from the black feathers from her sides and reveal the white feathers on the inside of the wings….

CHARLES: And his opponent ...from Parts Unknown ...weighing in at 135 pounds …Astryd Thorn!

LEGEND: Fans she is amazingly giving up a total of 190 pounds to Thunder here in this match. And call me crazy but I believe the bitch can do it!

BRIGGS: Wow you do that all in your head by yourself John? And I’m telling Thorn you called her a bitch too!

Astryd raises the bow she grasps now in her experienced hands and fires off five consecutive arrows which all land in a straight line outside the ring. She begins her walk towards the ring as lightning strikes on both sides of the ramp with each step. Once at the bottom of the ramp, she bends down and picks up her arrows. After all the arrows are back in her hands, she puts them back in her quiver and takes off her cloak. She hands her bow and quiver to her brother who is now by her side, as they both stare at the waiting, intimidating mass of Thunder. Sujir also grabs her cloak and un-folds a char from ring side, getting a nice view of the action. The rain stops and the lights go back on as Astryd climbs into the ring and backs into her corner, loosening up her neck.

LEGEND: Let’s get to it.

Finally both contestants are ready and step forward as the ref stands between them in the center of the ring and explains the rules to man and woman respectively. He checks both any foreign objects in the tights and the boots, and then signals for the timekeeper to ring the bell. He obeys.

BRIGGS: Wow the ref is a lucky guy…

LEGEND: Shut up and call the match will you?

Curious to prior beliefs, Astryd does not show any fear or intimidation to Thunder as she walks right up to his chest and into his face as best as she can, standing almost a full foot below him. Thunder looks down on the woman and politely goes to shake her hand. Astryd doesn’t take her steel glaze off of his eyes as she just ignores the hand. Finally Thunder shrugs and offers her the victory, getting down on to his knees and finally his back. Instead of going for the pin, the female Thorn violently kicks Thunder in the ribcage, and he twitches in pain, clutching his stomach. Thunder wears a look of disbelief as he crawls to a corner, still coughing and trying to get his wind back as Astryd does not let up, laying on the boots to the mid-section of the big man. Astryd grabs a hold of Thunder’s arm and goes for an Irish Whip, but obviously that is just not going to happen. Thinking Astryd is about to panic, Thunder grins and doesn’t even bulge a little. The tough warrior responds though, un-expectedly with a stiff European Uppercut to the jaw of Thunder. This gives her enough time to back up to the opposite corner and comes flying into a flying forearm to the jaw again of Thunder, who is more stunned then hurt as he stumbles out of the corner on wobbly feet. Astryd leaps like a cat up to the top turnbuckle and comes leaping off with a missile dropkick, catching Thunder stiff in the chest and knocking him down flat on his back. She climbs on to the outside of the ring apron, springboards off the top rope and somersaults over with a perfect landing of the left leg across the throat and jaw of a prone Loco One. Lady Thorn goes for a cover. ...1 ...2. Thunder finally seems to wake up and pushes Astryd off her with one hand, sending her way back…

LEGEND: Like I said the crazy bitch has a chance, and damnit if she isn’t proving it to all of us now. Like her or hate her folks she’s got more guts than half the men in this arena right now, including the man sitting next to me right now…

Thunder has finally had enough and clubs Astryd down with a big clothesline. He quickly hoists her up by the hair and hooks her up for a standing vertical suplex. Thinking quickly on her feet, Astryd blocks it with a foot and goes for a suplex of her own, but again it’s not going to happen with the laws of physics still in effect. Thunder just gives up on the suplex and swings her around, planting her with swinging neck breaker. Astryd smacks the back of her head off the mat violently and this softens her up enough for a vertical suplex, as Thunder picks her up and hooks the arm, this time with more success as she comes crashing back down to the mat. Thunder goes for a weak lateral press but doesn’t even bother hooking the leg and Astryd kicks out after just barely a two count. Thunder is just a little too lenient getting back to his feet and Astryd makes him pay for it with her speed, leaping to her feet and nailing him in the mouth with a swift spinning back kick. Thunder drops down to his knees in anguish and pain, as he grimaces and distorts his face into waves of pain. Astryd slips around to behind Thunder and locks in a Dragon Sleeper, wrenching his neck as she places her knees under his back, creating even more pressure.

LEGEND: Will Thunder tap out?

At first Thunder cries out in pain as the referee gets into a better position to check the safety and legality of the hold and Astryd yanks back further. The crowd is nearly silent as Thunder begins to fade from consciousness, and the ref now asks him if he quits. Thunder barely is able to shake his head now as he finally seems to pass out from the pain as the crowd tries to will him back awake. Astryd frustratingly shakes her head and screams in anger as Thunder suddenly gets a burst of energy and begins shaking his legs, willing the crowd to somehow cheer even louder for him. Finally the clapping steady pace in the building builds up until Thunder can no longer sit still, and makes his way back to his feet with Astryd clinging on to his back with the sleeper hold still locked in. The crowd thinks for a split second that Astryd may still choke him out but then cheers once they see where Thunder is heading as he drops flat on his back, crushing Astryd with all of his 300 plus weight. Thunder goes for a cover. ...1 ...2. Astryd kicks out.

BRIGGS: After a back and forth match up like this I still can’t believe she’s hanging tough with him. I need her phone number damnit!

LEGEND: I told you Tom, and don’t kid yourself. She wouldn’t spend one moment with a slim ball like you…

Meanwhile back in the ring, Thunder looks to end it all here as he shoves Astryd between his legs, either that or he’s just really horny. He signals to the crowd that it’s over and flips the female warrior on to his shoulders, but she suddenly flips down over his back, looking for a sunset flip. She can’t pull him over however, and Thunder sits down trying to use the strategy that worked for him earlier of crushing her. She time however she wisely rolls out of the way and Thunder just succeeds in hurting his ass, and Astryd rewards his fault with a dropkick to the back of the head, sending him down. The crowd sends showers of boos upon Astryd as she smirks towards the crowd and leaps up to the top turnbuckle, apparently looking to end it all right here. She leaps off for a Frog Splash but Thunder rolls out of the way and Astryd eats canvas for dinner! Both competitors are sucking wind on the mat, each trying to recover before the ref counts to ten…

LEGEND: What a fantastic match so far and I can’t wait to see who wins! This can’t be a double count out! Come on Briggs let’s do it ourselves!

In the ring, Astryd springs to her feet, and runs up to the top turnbuckle. She then turns around, and executes a Frog Splash on Thunder, and pins. ...1 ...2 ...3.

CHARLES: The winner of the match ...Astryd Thorn!

LEGEND: Out of nowhere. Amazing Match folks, and a hell of an up set. We'll be back after this.

[FWF]

LEGEND: Welcome back.

CHARLES: The following match scheduled is for one fall! Introducing first...

The arena goes dark. As “Black #1” by Type O Negative begins softly there is an eerie red glow at the top of the ramp. A silhouette appears in the glow as a shower of glitter falls. Jasmine steps out with a sinister smile curved on her lips as she stops and glances at the crowd from one side of the room to the other before she struts down the ramp to the ring, her hips swaying in perfect time to the music.

CHARLES: ...from Columbus, Ohio ...weighing in at 124 pounds …Jasmine!

“Loco” By Pachanga hit’s the PA and JoJo Mysterio walks from behind the curtain, and to the ring, all the while carrying on a gangster flow.

CHARLES: And her opponent ...from Brooklyn, New York ...weighing in at 119 Pounds …JoJo Mysterio!

“Stand Alone” by Godsmack blares forth, and the Fizz walks out to a chorus of cheers. She raises her fists into the air, then jogs down to the ring, and slides in.

CHARLES: And their opponent ...from Richmond, Surrey, England ...The Fizz!!

The Bell rings. Fizz and JoJo rush Jasmine, attempting to take her down with a double clothesline. Jasmine, however, ducks, avoiding the blow. JoJo and Fizz turn around, and are hit by a double clothesline from Jasmine, taking them down. Jasmine then lifts JoJo, grabs her by the throat, and choke slams her to the outside.

BRIGGS: Don’t see that often from our female competitors.

Fizz stands, and quickly, Jasmine hits her with the Descent. She pins Fizz. ...1 ...2 ...3.

LEGEND: That may have indeed been the quickest match in the history of the FWF, Ladies and Gentleman. And it is no doubt a strong message from Jasmine to her opponents.

BRIGGS: They’d better watch out, Astryd and Katherine

Suddenly, Katherine Brown jumps over the barricade, and slides into the ring. She hit’s a bulldog on Jasmine, then begins to punch her in the back of the head viciously.

BRIGGS: Speak of the Devil, and she’ll show herself.

Without warning, Astryd Thorn runs down the ramp, and slides into the ring. She spears Katherine off of Jasmine, and begins to punch her in the face. While the two are brawling, Jasmine gets up, and scales the turnbuckle. Both Astryd and Kat get up, then are hit with a flying Cross body from Jasmine. Who stands, and looks down at her opponents. She laughs out loud, and leaves the ring.

LEGEND: Could that be our Women’s champion as of Nightmare, Briggs?

BRIGGS: Who knows Legend. More Rampage after these messages.

CHARLES: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Fantasy Wrestling Federation Tag Team Championships! Introducing first...

Move by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the PA as The Meds walk out on stage look at the crowd then they walk down the ramp while pumpin up the crowd by slapping hands or flexing for them then they slide into the ring and they each go toa corner and get on the middle rope in the coners togetherr and raise there arms.

CHARLES: ...the team of Prozac and Ritalin ...The Meds!

"I Am" by Dale Oliver hits the PA, and James and Devil step out onto the ramp, staring down at the Meds. They turn to eachother, high five in the air, unfasten their tag belts, hold them up, then drop them on stage, and run to the ring. The Meds wait in their corner as James and Devil slide in, and start to yell at the crowd, eliciting boos, and hisses from them

CHARLES: And their opponents ...the team of James Bohne and The Devil ...the FWF Tag Team Champions ...Phenomenal Destruction!

Prozac and Devil retreat to the apron as Ritalin and Bohne lock up and James Bohne takes the advantage and pushes Ritalin into the corner, James runs full speed to the turnbuckle but Ritalin moves out of the way and James smashed into the pole and falls backwards into a roll up. ...1. He kicks out. Ritalin and James get up quick and Ritalin gets clotheslined hard to the canvas.

BRIGGS: Wow James looks angry here the meds almost stole the win.

LEGEND: Wouldn't you be mad if they almost took your title away near the start of the match.

BRIGGS: Yes, but James looks madder then what he should be.

James looks at Ritalin and realises that he is down as he runs off the ropes and rebounds as Ritalin turns onto his stomach and James jumps over him as Ritalin gets up and James stops and turns around and slaps Ritalin. Ritalin stumbles back just a little bit and spears James down and begins punching his head as he taunts to the crowd and tags in Prozac. Prozac runs in and clotheslines down James, James stumbles back up and starts throwing punches to know one stumbling into the meds corner.

LEGEND: James wrong corner you’re going to have to get out of that corner and make a tag to the devil

BRIGGS: This match is for the FWF World tag team champions don't forget that folks.

James tries to tag in the person but its not his corner Prozac looks at James and begins to punch him a couple of times as James falls down onto the matt face first. Prozac looks at the crowd and outstretches his arms and yells out to make them cheer as the crowd begin stomping their feet and James begins to get back up as Prozac runs off the ropes and bounces off making him run just a little bit faster as James catches Prozac and hits a clothesline right into Prozac’s throat who was running as fast as his legs could take him. James stumbles back and finds his corner as he tags in Devil and Devil jumps over the top rope and runs at the fallen Prozac and leg drops him as he covers. ...1 ...2. Prozac kicks out Devil gets up pulling Prozac by his hair as he drags him over to his corner holding Prozac’s arms out to make the tag as Ritalin tries to tag it but Devil pulls the hand back and pulls him to the middle of the ring as the crowd boos.

BRIGGS: Ha that’s good there by Devil smart thinking taunt the man who is not in the ring.

LEGEND: That is totally unacceptable not good play by Devil

Devil kicks Prozac in the mid section and grabs his head as he taunts the crowd who begin to boo and he launches his head down into the mat and the fans start booing as Devil goes for the cover. ...1 ...2. Ritalin breaks up the count as the fans go nuts and James comes in and Ritalin and Bohne begin exchanging lefts and rights to each other and Ritalin gets the advantage and throws Bohne out of the ring as they begin fighting outside the ring.

LEGEND: The referee needs to get some control of this match its broken loose.

BRIGGS: This always happens and its great.

In the ring Devil is on the top rope as he begins to jump off he does as he sticks out his elbow but Prozac rolls out of the way and Devil hits his elbow on the canvas as Prozac rolls over to the ropes and uses them to get up as he does the fans begin to cheer and Devil gets up as well holding his elbow as he runs at him and trys to clothesline him but Prozac ducks and Devil runs into the ropes and runs into a right hand by Prozac which knocks Devil down.

BRIGGS: Woah what a right hand...come on Devil shake it off.

Devil bounces straight back up and gets kicked into the mid section as Prozac gives Devil a suplex and Devil holds his back in pain as Prozac begins to fire up while James and Ritalin are punching each other on the outside and scoopslamming each other onto the mats Devil is down and Prozac looks like he could be setting up for the cheer up as Devil begins to stumble up and he does as he stumbles into a cheer up and Prozac covers. ...1 ...2. James comes into the ring and tries to break it up but Ritalin stops him by grabbing his foot as the hand comes down. ...3.

CHARLES: Here are your winners ...and new FWF Tag Team Champions ...The Meds!

Ritalin and Prozac grab their belts as they climb onto the turnbuckles and taunting with the belts to the cheering crowd as they jump off the turnbuckle and they roll out of the ring and walk up the stage celebrating with their tag team titles as Devil and James Bohne are in the middle of the ring. Out of nowhere James shoves Devil, causing him to step backwards.

BRIGGS: Uh oh.

LEGEND: Well, that’s all we have time for tonight. Thank you for watching and goodnight.