Denver, Colorado
Matchwriters: Strike (****)
"DESPITE ALL MY RAGE I AM STILL JUST A RAT IN A CAGE!"
"DESPITE ALL MY RAGE I AM STILL JUST A RAT IN A CAGE!"
- Justin Tyme, reporter/interviewer for Global Championship Wrestling, not to mention head Janitor, stands outside of Rage arena for this evening in Denver, Colorado. It is snowing lightly as he wraps his arms around himself and mutters at the cold. He is apparently awaiting the arrival of some GCW superstar. He starts to mutter loudly as his breath is producing a small fog in front of his face. -
Tyme "Goddamnit, where is this turd at? I can’t wait in the freezing cold all durn night, I’ve got floors to mop. What is this Doe character all aboot, anywho?"
- Justin continues muttering to himself forgetting that his microphone is on. He lets loose a few obscenities. He turns around and looks at the camera behind him and then his eyes go wide. -
Tyme "Thar’s that scoundrel. Trying to sneak past ol’ Justin Tyme is he, eh?"
- The camera turns and we can see Jonathon Doe walking towards the entrance to the arena with a black duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He is dressed in black combat boots, jeans, a black button down shirt, and of course, his mask. Tyme walks quickly over to the man and shoves the microphone into his face. Doe walks into it face first cause he wasn’t paying attention. He rears his hand back ready to slap Tyme but then stops realizing that he might get suspended for attacking a LiveWire official and therefore would not be able to compete in the Battle royal tonight. Jonathon lowers his hand and glares at the little Canadian. Tyme takes this opportunity to start questioning Doe. -
Tyme "Well, this is your first sanctioned appearance on GCW Rage, Jon. What are your thoughts on the Battle Royal tonight?"
- Jonathon produces his voice distorter and responds. His voice seems some what on edge. -
Doe "Have you not been watching LiveWire this week, you little worm? My thoughts have clearly been stated. Go watch some tapes, if you aren’t too busy reorganizing your broom closet."
- Doe tries to rush past Tyme, but the little man slides in front of him again. Doe sighs and waits for the next question with his hands on his hips. -
Tyme "Why exactly do you use that thar voice thingymajobber, eh?"
- Jonathon Doe raises the distorter and answers. This time it is very apparent that he is upset with the foreigner. -
Doe "I don’t have a voicebox... Why the f*ck do you think I use it? I have been in GCW before, I don’t want any of those little f*cks in the locker room to recognize who I am until the time is ready."
Tyme "Oohlrighty then. Who do you think will provide the greatest challenge for you tonight?"
Doe "I’d have to say Raziel. He has seen the same things I have and seems to be following a similar path as I. He, however, has misunderstood the prophecies and believes that he fights for the evil. He shall prove a worthy opponent however, if he is still around when I enter."
Tyme "How do you feel about entering the Battle Royal twenty-eighth? Do you feel that this will give you an advantage?"
Doe "Are you f*cking stupid? You from Canada or something, pal?"
Tyme "As a matter of fact, I am."
- Doe chuckles and then composes himself. Tyme just looks around confused.-
Doe "
Well that explains it then. Of course it gives me an advantage. I am the last man to enter the ring that has any chance of wining. After me comes Majors who will be so worn out from his tag match that he will be in no condition to fight again, and then there’s Satan. I mean c’mon, who has Satan beat?"
Tyme "He beat the little shit of a necro, Crow. Damn I hate that guy. What’s this all aboot, he shouldn’t be let back in the fed. Next thing, they’ll be letting Spencer back, don’t ya know?"
- Jonathon Doe just laughs and rushes past Tyme. Tyme turns and runs after Doe. Jonathon takes off at a sprint down the hallway. He ducks into a locker room just as Tyme catches up. The camera zooms in on the name of the locker room which reads Alkaline. We fade out as Rage begins. -
The Outlaw (OW): Selfish, greedy bastard. Fans, I'm Outlaw, and Jones has been this way ever since he was on CNN with Walter.
Henry "Hopeless" Oswald (OZ): And I'm Henry "The Hopeless" Oswald. Tonight we only have three matches ...
RJ: But that's not a BAD thing, that's a GOOD thing. (cheesy smile)
OW: Jones, don't advertise for other companies on the air. Black Diamond doesn't need GCW's support.
OZ: Uhh ... yeah ... well anyway, the three matches we have are first, the Tag-Team Championship match between Major Storm and Truth Rorsach.
RJ: Then it's do or die for Bloodstorm as he fights Biocide. He is not entered in the 30 man elimination battle royale, and will not be entered in the Tag-Team Tournament for the other six spots. He either wins tonight, or he's out of business for a title shot for a long time
OW: That'd be horrible, wouldn't it Jones? And then last comes the Battle Royale.
OZ: A lot of people have been going out of their way to have their best week ever on LiveWire and in the gym in order to win this Battle Royale.
RJ: Like Kovacs! I was on CNN!
OW: So was he.
OZ: I could be on CNN ... I get their stupid "Hey, will you come join us?" things every week.
RJ: You lie!
OW: No, I get them too.
OZ: But I choose to stay here with you, Jonesy.
RJ: B-but ... but ... how ... why ... nooooo!
OW: That'll keep HIM busy for a while.
OZ: Is HIM one half of THEM?
RJ: Is HER the other half?
OW: ...
OZ: TO THE MOON!
RJ: The order for the battle royale was told to the wrestlers just after Sunday Night Rage ended last week.
OW: Satan managed to get #30!
OZ: Speaking of Satan, it seems he and the Blonde Bombs are conspiring backstage!
Satan is shown backstage with a remote control on his hands. He's leaning back on a couch with the Blonde Bombs sitting next to him. A judge sits in an office chair watching the video.
Satan (S): See your honor, I get CONSTANT abuse for wrestlers.
Blonde Bomber (BBR): There's probably not a wrestler that HASN'T abused us.
Blonde Bombshell (BBS): I want some Ice Cream.
S: Look at this Your Honor.
The Television screen shows The Rock Rock Bottoming Satan, and then other shots of other Battle Royalers beating up on the Prince of Darkness.
Judge (J): Well, you obviously have a point here. But what can I do about it?
S: You can get me a restraining order against everyone in the Battle Royale tonight.
BBR: A restraining order! A restraining order!
BBS: Yes! A restraining order!
J: You have a good point, and I agree with you. Anyone that comes in contact from you tonight is eliminated from the Battle Royale.
The Judge gets up and leaves. And Blonde Bomber and Blonde Bombshell shake The Judge's hand and get up to shake Satan's hand ... think twice, and sit back down. THEY don't want to be eliminated. The scene fades back.
OW: How can Satan POSSIBLY lose now?
RJ: SATAN IS GOING TO SURVIVOR MATCH!
OZ: Don't worry, he'll find a way to lose.
OW: Otherwise, he wouldn't be Satan.
RJ: EXACTLY!
OZ: Strike would sooooo kill you if he was around for using his phrase.
RJ: I DIDN'T MEAN TO USE HIS PHRASE. Using HIS phrase SICKENS me. But he can't do anything about it.
OW: Whatever. Let's get started, shall we?
OZ: We've been started, but sure.
"Tomorrow" by SR-71 hits the speakers and the boos come raining down for Ross Majors and "The American Nightmare" Brian Storm. They just shrug off the crowd and get into the ring. They wait for Truth Rorsach.
OW: These guys seem to ALWAYS get Tag-Team Championship SHOTS ... but they can never seem to win them.
RJ: They drop the ball more than John Elway.
OZ: We're in Denver, Jones, that was not the smartest thing to say.
"Whatever" by Our Lady of Peace begins and the crowd is half and half for the team of Truth Rorsach, Veritas and Walter Joseph Kovacs. Both men wave at the crowd, and get into the ring, staring down Major Storm. Obviously both men want a piece of both of them.
OW: Quite a rivalry right here.
RJ: Majors cost WJK his match with Knight, and Brian Storm and Veritas have never been on good terms.
OZ: This match is just itching to happen. Let's scratch this itch.
Rage Match #1: | ||
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Major Storm |
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Truth Rorsach (c) |
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Brian Storm and Veritas start things off for both teams as the bell rings. Veritas takes the early advantage by nailing Storm with a right hand, making him stumble backwards. Another right knocks him into the turnbuckle and knife-edge chops now in the corner! Veritas takes advantage of the situation by putting Storm on top of the turnbuckle and SUPERPLEX off the top rope! Veritas climbs up there and signals for it FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH! He hooks the leg! One! Two! No! Ross Majors breaks it up by laying a boot in on Veritas. WJK yells at Majors, but Majors just ignores him, getting back in his corner. Storm walks over to Majors and tags him in. Majors picks Veritas up and drops him with a powerbomb that shakes the very foundation of the ring! The crowd chants for Veritas but he's in bad shape. Majors reaches down to grab Veritas, but Veritas rolls an evades, but right into the hands of Brian Storm in the turnbuckle. He holds Veritas without the referee seeing and Majors nails a back elbow on Veritas in the corner. Veritas goes down and Majors starts choking him out with his boot. He stops and picks Veritas up, whipping him across the ring right into his own corner. Majors seemed to want that, and I guess he wants some of WJK! WJK tags himself in and runs right at Majors, Majors goes for a drop-toe hold, but WJK just jumps right over him, and clobbers Brian Storm with a forearm that sends him to the barricade. WJK turns around into Majors running full-speed at him, and WJK gets a boot up in his face. WJK goes up to the second rope of the turnbuckle and waits for Majors to turn around ... MISSILE DROPKICK! WJK signals to Veritas, who flies off the turnbuckle into a leg drop. WJK smiles and puts Majors back into the corner, and lays in some boots. Storm blind-tags in, and runs right into a Walter Joseph Kovacs hiptoss across the ring. WJK picks him up and whips him off the ropes, BACK BODY DROP! Storm hits the floor HARD and Majors is being dragged out of the ring by the referee. While this is happening, Storm slips on some knucks! He punches Veritas, and Veritas falls off the apron to the ground below! It looks like WJK will be going alone for this one! WJK ducks a shot with the knucks, and the referee turns around so Storm has to rid of the knucks! The crowd is getting somewhat behind Walter in this exchange, whipping Storm off the ropes into a clothesline, and following it up with some boots. This is NOT Walter's normal style, but he's doing well anyway. He picks Storm up and nails him with a side suplex. Picks him up again and snap suplex! Majors has had enough and he runs in the ring right into a WJK Belly-to-Belly Overhead Suplex over the top rope to the floor! WJK turns around and Storm flies, trying to nail a flying cross-body block, but WJK ducks and Storm crashes to the floor! WJK picks him up and drops him with a DDT and locks Storm in a figure-four leglock. Storm is in a lot of pain, but it doesn't look like he's going to tap! The guy has a lot of guts not to tap, finally WJK gets impatient and relief crosses across the face of Storm as WJK released the submission. Storm gets up tendlerly on his legs which are hurting him very badly. WJK signals for the end, and Storm walks right into it. He grabs Storm's leg and hooks it ... FISHERMAN'S SUPLEX! INTO A PIN! ONE! TWO! THREE! WALTER JOSEPH KOVACS AND VERITAS HAVE RETAINED THEIR WORLD TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS AGAINST MAJOR STORM ... AGAIN! When will the Tag-Team Division have more competition? Suddenly Majors gets in the ring and shoves Storm. Truth Rorsach is no longer in the ring, and Storm and Majors just get in a shovinc contest. Majors claims that Storm is dragging him down, and that he is no use as a tag-team partner! Storm claims just the opposite, and Majors gets pissed, knees Storm in the gut, and EGO CRUSHER! EGO CRUSHER! Majors walks away slowly, smirking and raising his fist in the air, mocking Brian Storm. | ||
OW: It seems like Major Storm have choked AGAIN!
OZ: Majors would do all right, it just seems like Storm is dragging him down.
RJ: Kovacs seems to be unbeatable when he wants to be.
OW: That's what you'd LIKE to think.
RJ: Well, isn't he?
OZ: He was pretty motivated against Alex Knight, and he still lost.
RJ: That's because Knight is Greatness.
OW: Yeah ... exactly ...
OZ: You want to see greatness? Check out this GCW Flashback. One year ago today!
*CRACK*!
The camera shows the backstage area, and Satan, Blonde Bomber, and Blonde Bombshell are crowded around a monitor, watching Drago beat on Executioner, and not moving a muscle to help him.
Drago with a shot to the knee *CRACK*! And another shot to the base of the spine *CRACK* !
The camera now shows Bel Biggz and Surge looking at the monitor in the locker room. they seem shocked, but don't move.
Drago lifts Executioner to one knee, climbs the corner and hits Executioner in the head with a flying chairshot. *CRACK*!
The camera now turns to Strike, clutching his stomach with laughter as the sound of metal on bone can be heard chorusing through GCW.
Drago with a shot to Executioner's back *CRACK*! To the side of the head. *CRACK*!
Alex Awesome is seen pacing back and forth nervously. before he takes a final look at the monitor and walks out of the arena, his head held low.
*CRACK*! Drago hits Executioner in the shoulder. "SAY I QUIT!" screams out Drago, voice heavy with pain, perhaps in a flashback. *CRACK*! the chair is draped across Executioner's face. there is blood all over him, the chair, and the floor. *CRACK*! Again with the chair, this time to the ribs.
Bloodstorm is seen backstage, and steps torward the ring enterance. but his face tinges, and he stays where he is, and can be heard saying in a low voice "Father was right." And then in a mocking voice, not unlike Executioner's "Yeah. And the fact is that I'm not going to be here to bail you out everytime.."
Executioner is bleeding in the corner at this point, and Drago winds up for another shot, when suddenly "Crawling" hits the speakers. The fans go NUTS as Eric Grimm comes down the ramp, mike in hand.
Eric Grimm (EG) : Drago, Drago, Drago. Do you realize what you're doing? Do you realize what you've done? He's won now. He's won.
In the ring, Drago drops the chair, and goes towards the ropes, to listen to Grimm.
EG : At Wrestlebowl, he didn't beat you. I didn't beat you. We USED Masked against you, we used your compassion against you, but we didn't BEAT you.
The fans cheer Masked's name, and Grimm's admitance of the past.
EG : At Horror, when Mosall turned his back on you, he didn't beat you then either. At least, I didn't THINK so. But look at you. GCW didn't turn their back on you Drago, you turned your back on GCW!
The fans cheer again.
EG : You come out, and you attack the Executioner, but think about? What are you doing? You're treating him EXACTLY, like he . . . like WE treated Masked. Drago, you were different. You were the one that BEAT the Curse . . . or so we thought. You were the one that COULDN'T be corrupted by the Executioner . . . or so we thought. See Drago, you aren't just as bad as Ex, you're WORSE! He was scummy enough to drive out Masked, but Drago, he chose that. This? Ex DROVE you to this. He WANTED you to do this Drago. And, Ex, no MATTER how much of an ass he was, never turned his back on GCW. So Drago, next week, you make a decision. Next week, you show up at the Battle Royal, or you DON'T show up. PERIOD. Drago, don't think I won't fire your ass, cause I will. You know that's what Masked would do, if you don't get your shit together Drago. I'm doing this for your own good, AND for GCW's own good Drago. Now security? Take him out of here.
Security swarm the ring, but Drago escapes through the crowd, as EMTs check on Executioner, and GCW Rage goes off the air.
RJ: That had to be one of the worst Rages EVER for me. At the time I was a big Strike fan, and Awesome vacated all his titles!
OZ: Grimm used his power for a good cause that night.
OW: And now onto a man that was very involved in that event, Bloodstorm, and a man that had been long forgotten at the time of this event, Biocide.
RJ: Both men are definitely wanting to tear each other apart.
OZ: Let's get to it!
"The Red" by Chevelle begins and the crowd is half cheers, half boos for the former World's Heavyweight Champion, Bloodstorm. It has been pronounced that tonight is do or die for Bloodstorm. He steps out from behind the curtains, slowly walks down the ramp, and gets into the ring.
OW: There is the former World's Heavyweight Champion, Bloodstorm!
RJ: During his prime here, Bloodstorm did brilliant things. It's too bad he hasn't been able to live up to expectations.
OZ: But tonight he has the opportunity to turn things around and become GCW's World Heavyweight Champion once again. Can he do it, or will he fall to THIS man?
"Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed hits the speakers and the crowd is all boos for the World Heavyweight Champion. He steps out from behind the curtain and raises the Championship for all to see. He walks down the ramp and gets into the ring. He hands the belt to the referee who shows it to the crowd.
RJ: THERE'S a true champion.
OW: Some might think so, and he's had it for quite a while.
OZ: However, some say he never truly won it ...
RJ: Blasphemy!
Rage Match #2: | ||
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Bloodstorm |
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Biocide (c) |
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Biocide and Bloodstorm stand in the ring eye-to-eye, face-to-face, ready for another epic battle. The crowd roars as the bell sounds, Biocide comes with a right hand, and knocks Bloodstorm back. He whips Bloodstorm off the ropes into a T-Bone Suplex pin combination! One! No! Not good enough yet! Biocide should have known better. The crowd chants for Bloodstorm, and he gets to his feet, and runs right into a Biocide hip-toss.Biocide lays some hard boots in the abdomen of Bloodstorm, putting him up in his corner. He whips Blood across the ring and into the opposite turnbuckle hard enough that he bounces back in the perfect position for Biocide to KNOCK HIM OFF HIS HINGES WITH A SPEAR! The crowd is really booing as Bloodstorm crumples in the corner. Biocide yells something about Bloodstorm being NOTHING now, a washed-up, pathetic veteran who is trying to commit suicide by coming back! Bloodstorm doesn't say anything in reply, but his eyes widen in Rage. He attacks Biocide with right hand after right hand after right hand! The crowd cheers as Bloodstorm attacks the champion in the corner! Bloodstorm sets him up for it ... YES! STORMS OF WRAITH! The pin! One! Two! Alana pulls the referee out of the ring! What is Alana doing down here? Alana slides in the ring and tends to Biocide. The referee pulls her out of the ring, and she goes and gets a steel chair, sitting on it on the outside. Bloodstorm tries to pin Biocide again! One! Two! No! Biocide kicks out with authority, sending Bloodstorm flying, he lands over by the ropes. The referee checks on Biocide, and Alana drags Bloodstorm out of the ring, and locks in a sleeper hold quickly. Once Bloodstorm is groggy, she throws him back in! Bloodstorm climbs to his feet and finds himself in the perfect position for THE CURE! ONE! TWO! THREE! Biocide has retained his World Heavyweight Championship EASILY!
Backstage, The Crow is shown walking over to the door to go to the ring ... but his door is locked from the inside!
Biocide smiles in the ring as he sees this on the Rage-O-Vision, Alana slides Biocide a steel chair and a microphone. He pulls Bloodstorm to his feet! *CRACK*! "Bring back memories, Crow?" *CRACK*! The crowd boos as Biocide takes down Bloodstorm with a second chair shot. "This is number one of the Brothers Grimm that will have been taken down, Crow. That means you're next!" *CRACK*! "Enjoy your Battle Royale ... rest assured I'll ... we'll be watching." Biocide and Alana smile, and Alana kisses Biocide and it's obvious that they are the couple that have been seeing each other recently!
Crow tries to get out of his locker room ... and the door opens easily. Crow is LIVID and he stomps down the hall. | ||
OW: NO! NO!
OZ: BIOCIDE IS ALANA'S MAN!
RJ: HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHA!
OW: It was a set-up! It was all an f'n set-up!
OZ: Who locked Crow in his locker room?!
RJ: This is BRILLIANT!
OW: Well folks ... we certainly have witnessed the end of Bloodstorm's chances at the title tonight.
OZ: To say the least, we may have just witnessed the end of Bloodstorm's career in the GCW.
RJ: And now it's time for the event you've all been waiting for ...
OW: The Battle Royale.
"Gladiator Music" begins and Scott "The Gladiator" Evans walks down the ramp, smiling and waving to the crowd, who just boos in return. He shrugs them off and gets into the ring, waiting on Vermillion.
OW: Scott gets the unlucky draw of #1.
OZ: Not that it matters, Off Season won last year with a draw of #2.
RJ: But Off Season went on to become a legend.
OW: No, Strike did, get it straight.
RJ: But Strike's not really a LIVING LEGEND like Biocide, now is he?
"She Hates Me" by Puddle of Mudd hits the speakers, and the cheers come raining down for the 5'3" 153 pound man named Vermillion. Pyro shoots up behind him to form a capital "V" and he raises both hands into the air. He gets up onto the apron and backflips into the ring.
OZ: Last year this was a winning number ... will it be this year?
RJ: Vermillion is a little short luchadore. The first match-up will be Vermillion versus Scott Evans.
OW: The interval is one and a half minutes folks ... so let's get it on!
Rage Match #3: | ||||
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Scott Evans |
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Vermillion |
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Raziel |
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Vermillion and Scott Evans stare at each other as the bell rings to signal the beginning of the match. They will be stuck together for one and a half minutes before entrant #3 walks out, unless one of them is eliminated. The two begin to circle, realizing that they can't afford to make an early mistake. The Gladiator makes the first move, aggressing with a grapple, both men try to gain the early advantage, and they grapple a ten seconds before Evans twists Vermillion's arm. Vermillion flips out of the arm-twist, flips back up quickly, twists Evans' arm right into a spin kick! Evans goes down, and the short, unorthodox Vermillion takes advantage with some boots. He pulls Evans up, and both men exchange rights and lefts. Evans quickly nails a big right and whips Vermillion off the ropes into a spear. Evans mounts him and comes with rights and lefts to the downed Vermillion. Vermillion powers out and gets up quickly, ducking under an Evans right hand, and going off the ropes into a big cross-body block. Evans catches him in mid-air and slams him down. The crowd boos as Evans picks up Vermillion and throws a few more right hands. Vermillion ducks under a right hand from Evans, and drops him with a side suplex. The countdown begins, and is at eight when Vermillion picks up Evans and throws him off the ropes, and drops him with a clothesline. Five when Vermillion finishes laying a few more boots into Evans' gut. Two by the time he has Evans up again and is whipping him off the ropes. And the buzzer is going off as Evans jumps over Vermillion's head, turns around, and dropkicks him to the ground.
OW: The third entrant is getting ready to come out!
"Angel of Death" hits the speakers, and the crowd is half and half for Raziel as he paces down the ramp, watching the action slowly. He gets into the ring, and his music ends.
OW: Heeere's Raziel!
The crowd is behind Vermillion at this point as he throws a few right hands at Scott Evans, knocks him down with a big right, and baseball slides between Raziel's legs, grabbing a hand and going for a quick pumphandle slam. It doesn't look like Raziel came prepared for some high-flying luchadore offense from Vermillion! Not many are though, but Raziel flips backwards, getting out of the predicament. Evans kicks Vermillion, and Vermillion loses his grip on Raziel. Raziel and Evans nod at each other and begin throwing rights and lefts at Vermillion, and grab him by his head and toss him over the top ropes! But he grabs the bottom rope! Neither man sees it and they're now going at each other. Evans gains the quick advantage, expelling a lot of energy to put down Raziel. Vermillion is over at the turnbuckle, and hops on the top, he waits for Evans to whip Raziel toward the turnbuckle, but Raziel reverses and sends Evans toward him! Vermillion is committed! MISSILE DROPKICK INTO A RUNNING SCOTT EVANS! That's like a 30 mile an hour car crash! Scott Evans doesn't look like he's in the best of shape, and understandable so! Raziel sizes up Vermillion (which doesn't take long), and waits until Vermillion turns toward him before delivering a huge right hand, knocking Vermillion back halfway across the ring. Another big right. The crowd is cheering for Vermillion, but he's getting hammered right now by Raziel! The clock begins counting down as Raziel picks him up, aiming to put him over the top ropes. Eight, Evans is up and walking towards the two men. Six, Vermillion slips out and comes with a couple of right hands to Raziel before taking a forearm to the back from Evans. Three, Vermillion stumbles forward, and turns around right into a STUNNER! The crowd boos as Scott Evans delivers a stunner! One, Raziel picks Vermillion up, and turns to the ropes. The buzzer sounds.
RJ: It's time for another entrant!
"Bombshell" Powerman 5000 hits the speakers, and the crowd laughs as Blonde Bombshell steps out from behind the curtain. He stumbles down the ramp and just stares as the three men battle for the right to go to Survivor Match in the ring. He doesn't make a move toward the ring.
OW: It's BOMBSHELL!
Inside the ring, Vermillion, Scott Evans, and Raziel are paying very little attention to the Blonde Bombshell, instead focusing on their own role in the match. Raziel and Evans are working on eliminating Vermillion, who has found himself clinging for his own life on the top rope. Raziel holds him as Evans lays in a few boots. Finally Raziel just lets go, and Vermillion climbs back in the ring. Raziel bounces off the rope and HUGE CLOTHESLINE ON VERMILLION! Vermillion goes over the top rope like nobody's business!
Vermillion has been eliminated by Raziel!
At this time Raziel turns back to Scott Evans, who comes at him with a couple of right hands. Bombshell chooses this time, of all times, to slide in the ring and get involved. He goes up to Evans and goes for a forearm, but Evans accidentally jabs his eyes, and Bombshell stumbles backwards. Evans must feel the eyes, and he turns, Raziel uses this distaction to knee Evans in the gut and drop him with a huge DDT! The fans are half and half and Raziel lays in a few boots before locking on an armbar, aiming on hyperextending Evan's elbow, or injuring his shoulder! He holds it on for about thirty seconds before moving on, picking him up, and dropping him with a vertical suplex! The countdown appears as Raziel comes with a few rights and lefts, driving Evans into the mat with each punch. The buzzer sounds, and out comes the next participant!
OZ: We're ready for Number Five!
Jones gets his wishes as "Lynchpin" by Fear Factory hits the speakers. Cyan Dracos raises his fists to the crowd before walking down the ramp. He studies the three men in the ring before entering. No one is especially keen on "teaming up" at this point, as Raziel hammers Evans with right hands, knocking him back towards the ropes.
OW: Dracos is going to get right in on this action!
Cyan Dracos does just that, letting Raziel and Evans go about their business. Dracos has been in this event once before, and is smart enough to not anger the bigger competitors just yet, looking to eliminate Blonde Bombshell as a warm-up. Bombshell runs into a quick clothesline, gets up and runs into a dropkick! Dracos starts out like a housefire, and Bombshell is smart enough to slide under the bottom ropes and escape without being eliminated. Bombshell walks slowly back up the ramp, pointing at Dracos and telling him that he'll get him later. Dracos just stares and turns to Scott Evans. Both Raziel and Scott Evans are staring at Dracos. They clasp hands and go for a double clothesline, Dracos ducks under it, bounces off the ropes and drops them both with a double DDT as the buzzer goes off again to signal the entry of Number Six!
OZ: It's time for our sixth entrant!
"One of a Kind" by Breaking Point and the crowd is ALL cheers as "Sensational" Scotty Ryan steps out from backstage! He raises his fists to the crowd and pumps them. He sprints down the ramp and slides in the ring. He quickly goes at Scott Evans with a couple of quick forearms to the back, splitting up what seemed to be the "team" of Raziel and Evans.
OW: SSR is pumped up!
The crowd is loving it as SSR comes with right hands to Evans, knocking him back against the ropes. Evans finally just nails a low-blow and comes back with a few rights of his own. Both men are battling for a clear-cut advantage at this point. Raziel somehow managed to get the upper-hand on the former Georgia Heavyweight Champion in Cyan Dracos. Raziel drops him with a quick reverse DDT, and picks up, grabs him by his hair, and launches him off his feet and over the top rope. He's launched so far that even if he could get his hands on the ropes, he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Cyan Dracos has been eliminated by Raziel!
SSR and Evans continue to exchange blows, and Raziel leans back in the turnbuckle to gain some breath. Raziel and Scott Evans have been in for a little while, and Raziel is playing it smart in getting a breather.Evans isn't being too smart about conserving energy, and neither is SSR to tell the truth. They both are LAYING into eath other, throwing every pound of strength they have into each other with right hands. SSR knees Evans in the gut and he lifts him up for a powerbomb! Raziel runs underneath Evans, and instead of helping him off, drops him in an inverted neckbreaker! SSR and Raziel come with boots on Evans and the crowd doesn't know how to react. It's not too long before Raziel turns on SSR, though, nailing him with a right hand, trying to quickly eliminate him. He winds up for the punch that would surely eliminate him, but Evans forearms Raziel in the back. SSR goes over to the corner for a moment, waiting on the next competitor, who's only four seconds away from making his way to ringside. The buzzer rings as Evans and Raziel both try to get each other over the top.
OW: Who is going to be number seven?
Arez' music hits and the crowd is half and half for the major GCW competitor with both the World's Heavyweight Champion, Biocide, and also The Crow! He slowly walks down, and stares down SSR as he slides into the ring.
OW: Can SSR handle Arez?
Arez and SSR beginning to circle, each knowing that the other will be a big opponent for a while. Both men are nearly fresh, and going at each other will take a lot of energy. They both seem to realize this, and turn toward the other two. Raziel was expecting it and drops Arez with a big boot right as he turns around! Evans is in the corner, and SSR attacks him with rights and lefts in the corner, putting him down into the corner and stomping a mudhole in his abdomen! The crowd is one hundred percent behind SSR in this contest. Raziel picks Arez up, and is going for his third elimination of the night, but Arez just collapses before Raziel can lift him over the ropes! Arez made the right decision, and it seems as though Raziel is extremely angry about it. Over in the corner, SSR has lifted Evans up to his feet. He tosses him across the ring HARD into the opposite turnbuckle. So hard that Evans actually bounces off. SSR charges and spears him into the turnbuckle. He puts Evans on top of the turnbuckle going for a superplex, but then he realizes that Evans is all ready up there, might as well DROPKICK HIS ASS OVER THE TOP AND ONTO THE FLOOR! And that's EXACTLY what he does!
Scott Evans has been eliminated by SSR!
SSR turns his attention to Raziel, coming with a few forearms to direct his attention onto himself. That he gets as the big man turns around and nails a huge right hand, sending SSR stumbling back. SSR comes right back though with another forearm. Raziel turns around to do the same but gets dropkicked in the knee instead! Arez bulldogs him to the ground as the clock starts counting down. Both Arez and SSR target Raziel's back as the buzzer sounds and the next competitor's theme music hits ...
OZ: Number Eight!
"Hittin the Spot" by G-Spot hits the speakers and the crowd doesn't know how to respond as the 6'1" 401 pound man waddles down the ramp. He looks around at the crowd and smiles. He gets into the ring. This is one that's going to be hard to eliminate!
OZ: There's a tub of lard!
The three other men in the ring see G-Spot and realize that they better go at him early, because if he were to get a foothold, nobody could ever eliminate him! Arez goes at him first, obviously with a strategy. The other two seem to notice it. G-Spot comes with a headbutt, Arez stumbling back. SSR runs and hops on the turnbuckle, jumping off and cross-body blocking G-Spot! G-Spot catches him in mid-air and FALLAWAY SLAM! Things aren't looking good for the plan! Hey, where's Raziel? The camera shows Raziel sliding out under the bottom rope and getting under the ring for something! He seems to have found what he's wanted and he slides in the ring with it! It's a fire extinguisher! He gets G-Spot with it, and probably Arez as well. He follows up with a huge shot with the fire extinguisher, and he smiles. SSR WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK ON RAZIEL! The plan has crumbled! SSR grabs the fire extinguisher and sprays it in the eyes of Raziel! SSR stands tall in the ring, dropping Arez with a huge DDT! The crowd roars as SSR rids of the fire extinguisher and the countdown clock begins again ...
OZ: Number nine is about to make his or her entry!
"Just Communication" by Two Mix hits the speakers and the crowd cheers for Otaku as he steps out from behind the curtain and walks down the ramp. He gets into the ring slowly, waiting for an opportunity to present itself ...
OZ: There's Otaku!
Otaku stands back and watches as SSR goes at all the men in the ring while they are blinded with the fire extinguisher fluid. Otaku decides to help SSR, and they both go after G-Spot, trying to eliminate him while he's blinded. G-Spot just flails around, hoping to strike one of them with the blunt of his arm or something. Otaku drops him with a DDT, and SSR nails him with a leg drop! At this point Raziel is not happy with SSR, but elects to rest up in the corner. Arez elects to do the same, restingup in the turnbuckle exactly opposite of Raziel, still trying to get the fluid out of his eyes. SSR and Otaku pick G-Spot up with all their might, but they're going to struggle to get him over the top. Arez and Raziel help, and the four men all launch G-Spot over the top rope and to the floor!
G-Spot has been eliminated by Raziel, Arez, Otaku, and SSR!
The four men collapse in a turnbuckle from throwing 401 pounds over the top rope, and slowly but surely they begin to pair up as the clock begins counting down once again. SSR matches up with Arez, throwing lefts and rights at him, and taking the advantage. He whips him off the ropes, and right into a back body drop! The crowd cheer for SSR as he lays the boots into Arez. Raziel and Otaku are exchanging blows, wiht Raziel taking the advantage slowly ... the buzzer sounds and they're waiting for number ten!
OW: Who's it going to be now?
"Wicked Pussycat" by Danzig hits the speakers and the crowd boos as Alana walks out from behind the curtain and looks out at the crowd. She's unaccompanied, and she walks down the ramp slowly. She stares from person to person and locks eyes with Arez.
OW: It's Alana!
SSR looks at Alana as she comes into the ring. She sprints right over to Arez, and works with SSR on eliminating him! They try to put him over the top rope, but he's resilliant, kicking SSR in the privates, and knocking him down. Alana low-blows Arez, bounces off the ropes and dropkicks him! Arez goes up against the ropes and SSR follows with a huge clothesline knocking Arez even closer the ropes. Alana comes with a big right hand knocking Arez over the top and to the floor!
Arez has been eliminated by Alana!
Alana and SSR look at each other for a long moment, Alana gives SSR a soft kiss on the lips and jumps over the top rope onto the apron, and drops softly to the floor.
Alana has been eliminated by Alana!
The countdown has started as Alana smiles and waves at SSR, who just stares. She walks back up the ramp and into the backstage area. Otaku is dominating Raziel on the other side of the ring, but Raziel manages to drop Otaku with a DDT. The crowd chants for Otaku and SSR, who start to team up again. SSR takes down Raziel and helps Otaku to his feet. They both begin to lay in the boots to Raziel.
OW: It's time for Eleven!
"MmmBop" by Hanson explodes on the speakers, and glass mirrors shatter! Mr. Fine walks out to jeers, he just looks up and gives a smile and waves to the fans. He walks down the ramp and gets into the ring, where he runs right into an Otaku big boot.
OW: Ouch! Why'd they let HIM in the Royale?
Otaku grabs Mr. Fine by his hair and flings him right over the top rope to the floor!
Mr. Fine has been eliminated by Otaku!
Otaku raises his arms to the fans, but in that momentary delay Raziel drop-toe holded SSR, and put him down with a boot. Otaku turns around into a huge side suplex! The crowd boos as Raziel takes advantage of the situation by laying boots into them both. He picks them up and drops them with a double reverse DDT, and comes with even more boots. The buzzer sounds for number twelve!
OW: Raziel somehow managed to recapture the advantage!
"Do you smell what the Rock is cookin'?" is said, and "Electricity" hits the speakers for the People's Champion, even though he's not a champion, The Rock! He walks down the ramp and slides into the ring ready for some action!
OW: The Rock needs to show his face more to his people.
The Rock goes right at Otaku with a right, a right, and another right. He's laying the smacketh downeth on his candy ass! Kiss that fist! POP! Otaku goes down, and The Rock is on him like a Brahma Bull, kicking and punching like nobody's business! Raziel is taking care of SSR with a German Suplex when The Rock decides to get involved by smacking SSR across the face. SSR charges Rock, grabs him by his head and bashes him into the turnbuckle. The energy level suddenly spurted upward. Raziel kicks Otaku in the face, knocking him into the turnbuckle, where Raziel relentlessly chokes him out to the crowd's dismay. SSR has The Rock in a bad position, and WOW! OVER THE TOP ROPE ... BUT NOT ONLY THAT ... OVER THE BARRICADE INTO THE CROWD! SSR just threw the Rock into the crowd!
The Rock has been eliminated by SSR!
SSR walks over to Raziel, who sees him and turns around with his fist ready! Right hand! Right hand! Right hand! SSR is stumbling backward! SUPERKICK TO OTAKU! He's down and almost out in the turnbuckle as the countdown begins again. The crowd is really hyped up, counting it down loudly.
OW: Who could this be?
"Crawling" by Linkin Park hits the speakers, and GCW apologizes to any old men in the crowd who just SH!T their pants from the F'N EXPLOSION from the rest of the crowd. The face-painted ultimate fan-favorite, The Crow, steps out from behind the curtain and slowly walks down the ramp, taking off his excess clothing and sliding into the ring.
OW: I can't hear!
The Crow stares at Raziel for a long-moment before deciding to whip Otaku off the ropes into a huge right hand. The crowd reacts with cheers, even though they'd rather see him taking out Raz. Crow lays in the boots to Otaku. He lifts him up and drops him with a side suplex. He tosses him into a turnbuckle and comes at him with a barrage of rights and lefts. Raziel is doing all right himself with SSR! Raziel has him up in the corner as well. He whips him across the ring into the turnbuckle, SSR bounces off into a spinebuster from Raziel! Raziel locks on a cobra clutch, and the crowd boos as loud as they can for Raziel. Crow seizes Otaku by his hair and flings him over the top rope as the countdown begins!
The Otaku has been eliminated by The Crow!
Crow walks over to Raziel and nails a right hand on him as the buzzer goes off. SSR manages to use this time to get to his feet and help Crow. Crow is choking Raziel out in the turnbuckle with his boot as the next participant's music hits!
OW: Crow is really dominating!
"Arrogance" hits the speakers and the boos come raining down as Alex Kerr steps out from behind the curtain and races down the ramp and slides into the ring. He meets Crow, and Crow gives him a big welcome with a right hand.
OW: Alex Kerr!
Kerr stumbles back, and Crow comes at him with even more rights and lefts. Raziel and SSR, the two people who have been in the longest and are probably easiest to be eliminated stand back from each other, both taking a breather from the action. Kerr finally gets a hand on Crow, shoving him into the corner, and choking him out, in a moment of pause, the commentators take a roll call.
OW: There are five people still technically in this match: Blonde Bombshell, Alex Kerr, The Crow, Raziel, and "Sensational" Scotty Ryan.
Crow gets desperate enough to low-blow Alex Kerr, and he throws him hard toward the ropes, and Kerr ends up going through the second and third ropes. Crow walks over to Raziel and nails a right hand. Raziel is forced to get back involved in this one. SSR runs over and pelts Raziel in the back of the head with a fist. Kerr is back in the ring, with a chair!
*CRACK*!
Kerr nailed SSR with the chair! SSR goes down, Raziel is down, and Crow seems to be in a flashback. The sound of the chair against skull must remind him of something. His eyes are huge and staring at Kerr like a hungry cannibal! Kerr decides this is a good time to swing the chair. Crow kicks the chair back into Kerr's face ... VAN DAMINATOR! Crow helps SSR to his feet and puts him on the top rope on top of the turnbuckle. He feeds Raziel up to SSR. And ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP INTO AN X-FACTOR! THE END! THE END! It's the same move that eliminated Off Season from Survivor Match last year, and it may have just eliminated Raziel ... BUT KERR WITH A CHAIR SHOT TO CROW! Kerr whips SSR off the ropes and into a hip toss! The buzzer sounds and it's time for the next participant!
OW: What a round!
"Natural One" begins and the crowd erupts again as Turrican walks down the ramp. There is obvious tension as The Crow sees Turrican heading down the ramp. Turrican jogs down and slides in the ring. He quickly goes after Kerr, sinking into him with a right hand.
OW: Turrican and Crow in the same ring at the same time!
Crow slides out of the ring and grabs a towel, wiping the sweat and blood from his face before sliding back into the ring and going at Alex Kerr. Turrican whips him toward the ropes right into the hand of The Crow. Kerr looks into Crow's eyes in shock, and Crow looks down at him in a rage. Crow throws him right over the top rope and down to the floor!
Alex Kerr has been eliminated by The Crow and Turrican!
Crow turns on Turrican, and nails rights and lefts on him quickly, leading him back towards the ropes. Both men want Biocide at Survivor Match, and they're going to have to compete for the match, might as well be now! The crowd chants for either man as SSR and Raziel battle on the opposite side by the ropes, just laying in punch after punch after punch to each other. Both men are exhausted, and finally the just back off for a moment to regroup. Raziel slides out of the ring and gets a towel at ringside and wipes his sweat off, just like The Crow did earlier. The countdown begins counting down as The Crow tries to eliminate Turrican.
OW: Here comes number sixteen!
"Surfin USA" begins, and the crowd just laughs as the Blonde Bomber, aspiring World Champion, steps out from behind the curtain. Crow and Turrican don't look twice, and SSR and Raziel don't even look the first time.
OW: It's Bomber!
Blonde Bomber slides in the ring and kicks Crow in the shin, he turns around and runs, sliding under the bottom rope, managing to abstain from eliminating himself. The Crow just shakes his head in disgust. Blonde Bomber races up the ramp, where he's met by Bombshell and Satan, who escort him back to the backstage area. Satan smiles, and air-fives ... since he doesn't want to eliminate either of them. All of the while the two pairings battling with their career goals in mind. Crow finally lets go of Turrican, and Turrican gets back in and comes with a right to Crow, blocked! Right! Right! Knee to the gut! Spins him around! Grabs his hair ... DESTINY DESTROYER! Crow with a DESTINY DESTROYER on Turrican. He picks Turrican off the ground and launches him over the top rope.
Turrican has been eliminated by The Crow!
Crow takes the time to rest as Raziel finally gains the advantage over SSR with a low-blow, and drops him with a fireman's carry. Raziel locks SSR into a figure-four leglock in the center of the ring, and seems to be focusing on taking SSR's legs out from under him. Crow just stands back and watches as the clock slowly begins counting down once again ...
"Hate Me Now" begins and the crowd is more boos than cheers for He Hate Me as he steps out from behind the curtain and sprints down the ramp, sliding into the ring!
RJ: My savior!
He Hate Me slides in and goes right after SSR. SSR doesn't hesitate in turning around and nailing him with a right hand. The crowd is stunned as He Hate Me just falls ... like the punch just plain knocked him out. A referee gets in the ring to see if SSR has brass knuckles on or not ... he doesn't. Crow grabs He Hate Me by the hair and tosses him over the top rope to the floor.
He Hate Me has been eliminated by The Crow!
The countdown begins as The Crow heads back to his corner, and suddenly Biocide slides in the ring, Crow doesn't see him ... THE SICKNESS! THE SICKNESS! The crowd boos as Biocide raises his fists in the air, and tosses The Crow over the top rope to the floor before security can escort Biocide to the backstage area. He raises his World Championship high over his head as he is taken away from ringside.
The Crow has been eliminated by Biocide.
OW: It's time for entrant number eighteen!
"Raise Some Hell" by H Block X hits the speakers and HellRaizor sprints down the ramp as fast as he can. He slides in the ring and runs right up to SSR, pummeling him with rights and lefts!
OZ: Too bad HellRaizor didn't last until now.
HellRaizor takes Raziel's spot, so Raziel decides to collapse in the turnbuckle again. He asks for a towel for his face again and a ring aide hands it to him. Raziel then slides out of the ring and grabs his Unsanctioned King of the Deathmatch Championship. The crowd doesn't know how to respond as he slides back in the ring with it and bashes SSR across the back of the head with it. SSR falls to the ground, and Raziel nails HellRaizor with it as well. Both men are down and Raziel leans back on the ropes, throwing his title back out of the ring. The three wait out the rest of the minute ...
OZ: Who's number nineteen?
"Shinobi versus Dragon Ninja" begins and Jones jumps out of his chair and starts doing ... some kind of ... dance, yeah, that's it. The crowd just stares, but the boos come down as Alex Knight walks down the ramp and smirks toward the crowd. He races down toward the ring, and slides in, getting up quickly, and knocking down Raziel with a stiff right hand.
OZ: Knight is starting out like a hurricane!
Knight keeps going like a hurricane, picking up HellRaizor and dropping him with a huge Death Valley Driver off of the top rope. DIVINE INTERVENTION on HELLRAIZOR! And what we used to refer to as KRYTOKNIGHT! The crowd is booing like crazy as Knight launches HellRaizor over the top rope ...
HellRaizor has been eliminated by Alex Knight!
And he doesn't stop there, either. He goes right at SSR with a barrage of rights and lefts before SSR finally manages to kick Knight in the shin. Knight hobbles around for an instant and gets clobbered with a monstrous clothesline from Raziel. SSR and Raziel with tandem offense! Double elbow drop! The crowd chants SSR as he drapes his leg over Knight's neck, and Raziel mounts him and comes with punch after punch after punch. SSR goes off the ropes and dropkicks Raziel right in the temple, and the countdown begins for number twenty!
OZ: We're ready for number twenty!
"Symbiotic" by Living Sacrifice begins and the crowd roars, putting their hands together for The Fox, who races down the ramp and slides in, laying the boots into Raziel!
OW: It's Fox!
The Fox lays the boots into Raziel as SSR lays into Knight with right hands. The crowd is really happy at this point of time as the fan-favorites are totally taking it out on the bad-guys! Fox looks over at SSR, and they yell "SWITCH!" SSR wants a piece of Raziel, and Fox wants some of the Georgia Champion. SSR gets to Raziel and lays more boots into him, but by the time Fox gets to Knight, he's up! Knight meets Fox with a right, Fox stumbles back, and Knight comes with more right hands until he gets Fox into the turnbuckle. Knight comes with big rights and lefts in the corner, just going absolutely berserk on Fox. Raziel is getting up in the ring, kicking SSR. Both two men are extremely tired, but extremely motivated. They want to win this thing, and they won't let each other get in the way of winning. Tossing their opponent over the ropes is one less person they have to deal with. The countdown begins, and the crowd counts it. Raziel and Knight are now in the advantageous spots, and they're not happy about it ...
OZ: We're ready for Number Twenty-One!
"You Know You're Right" begins and the crowd boos loudly as "The American Nightmare" Brian Storm walks out and slowly walks down the ramp, getting into the ring.
OW: Not particularly who the fans wanted to see.
Storm gets right in on the action, attacking Fox along with Alex Knight. Knight smiles at Brian Storm, and they both lay the boots in. Knight picks Fox up, and knife-edge chops him across the chest! Fox's face turns to pain, and DOUBLE HIP-TOSS by KNIGHT AND STORM! Knight and Storm follow up with even more boots. SSR ducks a Raziel right hand and throws Raziel in the corner, pelting him with more right hands. The crowd is chanting for SSR, and SSR nails a big old smackdown on Raziel. Back to Knight and Storm, they shake hands and pick up The Fox. They run toward the ropes and Knight and Storm heave The Fox over the top rope to the floor.
The Fox has been eliminated by Brian Storm and Alex Knight!
The crowd is booing like crazy as Knight and Storm shake hands ... WAIT! KNIGHT TURNS ON STORM! HE DROPS HIM WITH A DDT! He picks Storm up and OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR! KNIGHT JUST TOSSES A POTENTIAL TEAMMATE TO THE FLOOR!
"The American Nightmare" Brian Storm has been eliminated by Alex Knight!
Alex Knight nods down at Brian Storm, who looks pissed as hell on the ground. He goes for Knight, but security holds him back. Knight smiles, and turns toward SSR again. Raziel takes a rest, and Knight goes after SSR with right hands after right hands. The crowd boos and begins to chant a countdown for the next competitor.
OW: Who is going to be twenty-two?
"Boom" by POD hits the speakers and the crowd roars as Alkaline races down the ramp, getting into the ring and turning toward Alex Knight!
OW: It's Alkaline!
Knight and Alkaline wage war in the center of the ring as SSR and Raziel both take another rest. Alkaline gains the advantage quickly over Knight with size and strength, knocking Knight back toward the ropes. He goes for a big right to eliminate him, but Knight slides between Alkaline's legs, dropping Alkaline with a pumphandle slam! The crowd boos as Knight nails several boots and capitalizes on Alkaline's mistake. SSR jumps out from the turnbuckle and knocks Knight down with a cross-body block! The crowd roars, but Raziel isn't far behind, luring SSR into a flapjack! Alkaline gets up and lays in some boots to Alex Knight, trying to press the advantage he has gained as the countdown begins once again!
OZ: It's time for twenty-three!
"Whatever" begins and the crowd is mostly boos as Walter Joseph Kovacs walks down the ramp and gets into the ring.
OZ: I was wondering when we'd get to see WJK!
WJK walks over to Knight, and spins him around. Knight sees him and realizes there's no Majors right now. He goes for a right, WJK blocks! A right of his own! Another right! Alkaline just stands back and watches as WJK puts Knight in the turnbuckle and kicks a mudhole in him. Suddenly WJK moves his leg ... SMACK! Right across the face of Alkaline! Alkaline stumbles back into the grip of Raziel, who puts him in a sleeper hold. SSR is down on the ground holding his ribs as if they're broken or something of the sort. WJK goes back to Knight, stomping him in with a vengeance. After he's satisfied that Alex Knight is going to be down for a while, he moves over to SSR, and picks him up and drops him with a vertical suplex. He lifts him up again, bounces off the ropes and nails a running neckbreaker. The crowd boos Kovacs as he lifts SSR to his feet and signals that he's going to send him over the top rope. Alex Knight begins to rise, but he's too late to save "Sensational" Scotty Ryan!
"Sensational" Scotty Ryan has been eliminated by Walter Joseph Kovacs!
Knight, never one to miss an opportunity, drops Walter Joseph Kovacs with a kidney shot from behind! The crowd are half boos, half cheers. Some happy to see WJK down, some angry to see Knight using cheap tactics. Raziel stands in the corner, just watching on as the countdown begins again, and the crowd counts it down. Alkaline is slowly getting to his feet after Raziel released him from the sleeper hold, forcing Raziel to start with a few boots.
OZ: Twenty-four coming up!
"Really Don't Matter" blares across the arena, and Rick Priestley sprints down the ramp and slides headfirst into the ring, going right at Alex Knight!
OW: It's Priestley!
Priestley and Knight start exchanging blows, and WJK rolls over to the ropes, nursing his kidneys ... if that's possible. He's at least trying to comfort himself a bit. But he looks like he's almost going through spasms on the side of the ring. The crowd just stares. Alkaline is up on the side of the ring and the two big men, Alkaline and Raziel, begin exchanging blows by the ropes, both men just looking to take each other up and over once and for all. However, neither can seem to take the upper hand for too long. Back to Priestley and Knight ... Priestley has taken the obvious advantage. Priestley tosses Knight off the ropes, Knight ducks a lariat, and flying bulldog! Knight picks Priestley up and HE FLIES OVER THE TOP! THE CROWD ROARS!
Rick Priestley has been eliminated by Alex Knight!
The countdown begins and WJK is up, battling with Alex Knight half-heartedly. The crowd chants for Alkaline as he drops Raziel with a huge superplex off of the top turnbuckle!
OW: Priestley flew!
"Run Away" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and the crowd cheers as Veritas sprints down the ramp and slides in the ring, going right at Alex Knight with rights and lefts.
OZ: Veritas wants some of Alex Knight!
Veritas and Walter Joseph Kovacs go out on Alex Knight. Kovacs realizes Veritas is there, however, and doesn't look too happy about it! Right hand by Kovacs! Another right! Superkick knocking Knight down! Walter Joseph Kovacs grabs Veritas by his hair and propels him over the top rope and to the floor and begins stomping in on Alex Knight!
Veritas has been eliminated by Walter Joseph Kovacs!
Alkaline is beating the hell out of Raziel in the corner, and he whips him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle as the countdown begins again. The crowd begins counting it down as Knight and Kovacs begin exchanging blows in the center of the ring again.
OW: Time for twenty-six!
"Just Got Wicked" hits the speakers, and the crowd cheers as "The Real Deal" Zak Harris races down the ramp and slides into the ring. He goes for a shot on WJK!
OW: Here's Zak!
Oz is right, as Knight meets him with a right hand, a KryptoKnight, and WJK drops him with a huge top rope DVD! Knight and WJK stare at each other for a moment, realizing they just worked together. They grab Zak by his hair and toss him over the top, and start trash-talking each other.
Zak Harris has been eliminated by Walter Joseph Kovacs and Alex Knight!
The crowd is chanting for Alkaline in the corner as he dominates Raziel. At this point Raziel is just in a lot of trouble. He's been in since almost the beginning of this match and he's REALLY feeling it. Alkaline is attempting to eliminate him at this point, and has him clinging to the top rope. The countdown is starting again and WJK and Alex Knight are exchanging closed fists over by the ropes. WJK whips Knight, but Knight reverses into a scoop slam and lays in some boots.
OW: Twenty-Seven!
"Pendleton's Theme" hits the speakers and the crowd is half and half for Graham Pendleton as he walks down the ramp. He runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, helping Raziel against Alkaline!
OW: It looks like Raziel might be getting some aide!
Pendleton is taking it to Alkaline, coming with a barrage of rights, lefts and knees. The crowd is booing as Pendleton signals Alkaline over the ropes. He flies but grabs the top rope and gets back in! Pendleton thinks he's eliminated Alkaline! Alkaline stands inside the ring and Pendleton runs around RIGHT INTO A FREIGHT TRAIN SHOULDER BLOCK! Alkaline goes off the rope, and ALTERNATING ELBOWS! Alkaline get sup and nails Pendleton with boots in the abdomen, driving him toward a turnbuckle. On the other side of the ring, WJK and Alex Knight are taking a short breather, staring each other down as they rest up in their corners. They get up slowly and go at each other with right hands. WJK drops Knight with a drop-toe hold and throws in some kidney shots for good measure. The crowd is cheering for Alkaline, and Raziel is standing in the corner, generally trying to stay away from the action for a few minutes. The countdown begins as WJK locks in an armbar, Raziel walks over and starts laying in boots to the shoulder of Alex Knight, and both WJK and Raziel are trying to take out Knight's shoulder!
RJ: They're gonna kill 'em!
"John Doe Music" begins and Jon Doe steps out from behind the curtain to the boos of the fans. They really are booing him as he slides into the ring. He goes right at ... Pendleton?
RJ: Looks like Doe is going after Pendleton!
Alkaline backs off for a moment as Doe throws a few rights, but suddenly gets back in the action, nailing some right hands. Doe doesn't seem to care if Alkaline helps him, and the two look almost like a team! The crowd doesn't know how to react ... but they elect to boo because of the double-teaming of Knight going on in the center of the ring. Raziel finally grabs WJK by his hair, lifts him to his feet, and drops him with a powerbomb! The crowd reacts with boos, and Knight gets to his feet and nails Raziel with a scoop slam! Knight has somehow managed to take the advantage. He bounces off the ropes and drops and elbow in the sternums of both of their bodies, neither one looks like they're going to be getting up anytime soon. The countdown begins, and the crowd begins counting it down. It's GOT to be a good-guy!
OZ: This is a gorefest!
"Tomorrow" by SR-71 hits and the crowd throws it's arms up in disgust! It's Ross Majors walking down the ramp! He waves to the crowd and sprints down the ramp, sliding into the ring!
OW: Who's Majors going to go for?
Jones is right, as Majors grabs WJK and lifts him to his feet, WJK ducks a right hand, and kicks Majors in the gut. WJK bounces off the ropes and tries a sunset flip ... that doesn't do too much good, but it still hurts Majors a bit! Majors gets up, and WJK is more interestested in getting rid of Knight. Majors decides to make his presence felt on the other side of the ring. Majors sprints toward the huddle of Alkaline, Doe, and Pendleton. Doe and Alkaline evacuate and Majors barrels into Pendleton, and sends him over the top rope and to the floor below!
Graham Pandleton has been eliminated by Ross Majors!
Jon Doe and Alkaline nod at each other and attack Majors from behind! Majors turns around and drops Doe with a huge right hand, he flings Alkaline over the top rope and to the floor as the countdown begins!
Alkaline has been eliminated by Ross Majors!
The crowd boos as Doe gets to his feet, he grabs Majors by the back of his head and flings him as hard as he can over the top rope!
Ross Majors has been eliminated by Jon Doe!
Doe goes over to nurse his wounds in the corner as the buzzer sounds to signal entry number thirty!
OZ: I think we know who THIS is!
"Most Likely to Suck" hits the speakers and Satan walks out, flanked by Blonde Bomber and Blonde Bombshell. They walk over to the ring and get in slowly. The Bombs stand back-to-back to Satan (except no contact!)
Satan begins chasing people around, threatening to touch them. He sees Doe not paying attention in the corner. He goes over to him and grabs him by his shoulders!
Jon Doe has been eliminated by ... SATAN!
He holds Doe up by the ropes, and the Bombs signal for the double-superkick! They pull it off to perfection but Doe ducks! The two boots his Satan, resulting in both the Bombs being eliminated, and Satan tumbling over the top rope. Jon Doe is NOT happy with being eliminated, so he drops the two Blonde Bombs with a HELLACIOUS DDT before tossing them over the top and being escorted out.
Satan has been eliminated by the Blonde Bombs!
The Blonde Bombs have been eliminated by Satan!
So now it's Alex Knight, Raziel, and Walter Joseph Kovacs, two of three of these men will be going to Survivor Match with a GUARANTEED spot. The crowd is pumped up, but NOT happy about ANY of the three men that seem to be getting the shot at this. They start chanting for Raziel, just because he's the "closest" to a good-guy. The three men back off for a moment, and Knight goes at Raziel and WJK goes at Knight! Knight gets clobbered in the center of the ring. Kovacs drops Knight with an inverted atomic bomb and the crowd cheers. Raziel smiles, and accepts WJK's challenge ... HELL'S FURY! HELL'S FURY! on ... WJK! Knight stands there in shock, and Raziel extends his hand to Alex Knight, the crowd boos. Knight takes it ... AND DROPS HIM WITH AN ARMBAR DDT! The crowd roars and starts chanting for Knight! DIVINE INTERVENTION on Raziel! WJK gets up and starts stumbling towards the ropes, Knight sees him and goes to eliminate him ... BACK BODY DROP OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE FLOOR! IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER!
Alex Knight has been eliminated by Walter Joseph Kovacs!
Raziel and Walter Joseph Kovacs have WON!
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OW: RAZIEL AND WALTER JOSEPH KOVACS ARE GOING TO SURVIVOR MATCH!
OZ: WHAT A MATCH!
"Voodoo Child" by Jimi Hendrix hits the speakers and the crowd cheers for Michael "Freebird" Hayes as he strolls down the ramp in his Freebird attire. He grabs a microphone and stands in the ring with Walter Joseph Kovacs and Raziel, who are just staring at each other. Hayes raisees their arms.
Mike Hayes (MH): I'd just like to say nice job, guys. You've earned yourself spots in the Survivor Match. That eight-man elimination cage match that MAKES wrestlers. Legends such as Shamrock, Johnny MacGrath, Bloodstorm, and Stephen Frost won the Survivor Match, and even more were made by it, such as The Crow, and even Strike. This will be both of your first Survivor Matches, so I congratulate you both. Now, I must speak to the fans!
The crowd cheers and Raziel and Walter Joseph Kovacs walk slowly away, both eyeing each other carefully.
MH: Now, this night wouldn't be over without some SONG AND DANCE WOULD IT?!
Crowd is a little skeptical ... to say the least.
MH: Aww ... it'll be fun!
STD and Mini-Meep slide in the ring.
MH: Let's get started! Everyone sing along!
"Liquid Dreams" by O-Town hits the speakers and the crowd boos, Hayes just stares.
MH: Wha ... well this is pop music ... it means popular!
Hayes shrugs.
MH: Lost in a world of fanta-sy! Every night she comes to me. And gives me all the love I need. Now this hot girl, she's not your average girl. She's an erotic dream from a magazine. And she's so fine, designed to blow your mind. She's a dominating supermodel beauty queen. ooh! -
The crowd boos as suddenly a man stands behind Mike Hayes. Hayes turns around and dances right into GCW's World Heavyweight Champion and his girlfriend, Alana!
MH: Hey, Alana! Wanna dance?
Biocide's eyes get wide at the suggestion.
MH: Oh, don't get jealous, Bio. You can dance too!
Alana takes Hayes' hand and Biocide just stares.
MH: That's it!
Alana starts dancing and WHIPS HAYES INTO BIOCIDE! THE SICKNESS! THE SICKNESS! ALANA WITH A LOW-BLOW TO STD! SCISSOR KICK FROM ALANA! Mini-Meep runs! The crowd boos and then turns to cheers. Biocide turns around to meet Crow with a couple of right hands. They exchange blows, and Alana helps Biocide. Suddenly Arez slides in as well, grabbing Alana and throwing her off of Crow. The crowd roars as Arez drops Alana with a reverse DDT! Biocide and Crow battle up the ramp and out of sight as Arez stands in the center of the ring over Alana.
OW: Arez just took out Alana!
OZ: Biocide just took out Hayes!
RJ: I liked that song!
... the RUSH is upon us ...
... one week to go ...
OZ: WHAT IS THE RUSH OF OUR LIVES?!
RJ: This is Henry "The Hopeless" Oswald, for Ryan Jones - ... hey wait ...
OZ: That's my line you son of a b*tch! This is Henry "The Hopeless" Oswald for Ryan Jones and The Outlaw. Have a good night folks!
