Slaught-O-Rama
Sunday, November 26, 2000
The Muny St. Louis, MO
As the crowd begins finally settling in their seats here in the Muny, the pyrotechnics
erupt from the stage, signalling the beginning of the 'Wednesday Night Wrath' tapings. Joining
James Colt at the broadcast position is Jamie Woods, Wrath's color-commentator...
Tim
vs.
Dreamstruck
King Crimson's "Court of the Crimson King" comes on and a sedan chair is carried to the ring by four "eunuchs" - all in pink suits. Jamie Woods laughs loudly at the announcers table, joined by the part of the audience having followed RWA 2K from the start. "He's mimicking Nazar Khan's entrance, eh?" Jamie nudges a frowning James Colt. As the chair is carried down to the ring however, Domi Santana leaps over the barricade. It's Colt's turn to speak: "He isn't under contract any more, is he?" Said fellow pulls a collapsable baton from his leather jacket, gives it a shake, and drops one of the "eunuchs" with it, the chair falling as the refrain starts up with 'Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, for the court of the Crimson King." The almost pompous music standing in stark contrast to what happens when Domi moves on, dropping the rear carrier on the right side as well, causing the chair to fall on the side. A figure climbs out, the fans cheering what they recognize as Tim - clad in an armour almost idential to that of Nazar Khan, complete with spikes and a helmet. Domi shouts something at him and Tim replies by flying off the chair with a flying headbutt - helmet-inforced - hitting Domi in the face and dropping him. Bruno and Victor of security come down, nodding to Tim and each putting a hammerlock on Santana who is now bleeding profusely, escorting him out. The "eunuchs" straighten up the chair and Tim gets back inside, shaking his head and winking to the fans as the chair is carried on. It is finally set down by the ramp (in a somewhat reduced state after the drop it took) and an armoured Tim steps out, helping a woman in a tight-fitting black dress and a veil out of it. The eunuchs help remove the armour, the native american wrestler formerly known at the Boomerang-Man down to black wrestling trunks with "TIM" in white letters over the butt and hot pink wrestling boots with lizzy-laces on the top. As Tim enters the ring, asking for a microphone, the big screen plays a re-run of Tim taking the dive off the sedan and knocking Domi to the floor. "Well..a lot of you don't know me, some of you do. I'm still rokean, and like you said, I aint afraid to take the plunge!" Tim paces around the ring as he speaks. "Well, i'll let my actions speak for themselves. Lemme just make it clear, that asking for a Tim-out is NOT a wise choice!" Recieving a decent fan-response, from rWo followers and otherwise, he lets go of
the microphone, referee Morales confronting him and reminding him of the one-valet rule recently implemented. Victor and Bruno are back out on the ramp, arms folded, to make sure nothing bogus
occurs, but Tim nods to the men in the pink-suits; "Take 'er away boys." They swiftly carry the sedan backstage as Dreamstruck's music comes on and Dreamstruck steps into view, making his way towards the ring. As Dreamstruck is nearing the ring, Tim does a backwards salto and lands, feet first, on the floor, face to face with his opponent. Tim wastes no time. He grabs his opponent and quickly whips him into the steel steps. Dreamstruck lies on the steps as Tim jumps upon the apron and does a knee drop onto Dreamstruck's arm. Tim then pulls Dreamstruck to his feet and hefts him up on the apron, rolling him inside. Tim then jumps upon the apron, ascends the ropes and Lionsaults upon his opponent as referee Desirée Morales motions for the bell. She starts to make a count, but is stopped when Dreamstruck shoves his opponent off of him. Tim quickly rolls away from his opponent and both men pull themselves to their feet. Dreamstruck hits with multiple backhands to Tim's chest, driving Tim to the corner. Tim takes a few more hits before answering with a series of quick headbutt's to his opponent's chest, thus knocking Dreamstruck to the mat. Tim quickly climbs the ropes as Dreamstruck pulls himself to his feet. Perched atop the turnpost, Tim waits till Dreamstruck has regained his footing before letting himself fly, leveling Dreamstruck with a high-flying clothesline. Tim hooks a leg and Morales drops to the mat. "One!... Two!.... Th" Dreamstruck gets a shoulder up in time to stop the count. Tim quickly rolls off of his opponent and Dreamstruck sits up. Tim spins and kicks, hitting Dreamstruck in the spine. Dreamstruck clutches at his back. Tim follows with a dropkick to Dreamstrucks back causing Dreamstruck to howl in pain. Both men pull themselves upright and lock up. Tim manuevers quickly, moving the lock up into a neckbreaker/snapmare/hip-roll. Morales drops and easily makes the three count. Tim releases his opponent and Dreamstruck rolls out of the ring. Tim quickly jumps to his feet and Morales takes his hand, raising it in victory. Tim theatrically exits the ring, heading off up the ramp with his valet, stopping to sign autographs as Offspring's "Come Out and Play" plays over the PA system...
Tara Micheals
The N-Phamyss
with Crash
vs.
Scheherazade The Horsemen
with Madd Dawg
Again the exotic prelude to Metallica's "Wherever I May Roam" fills the
Arena as it goes pitch black. As the percussion starts with force, the gold
and silver sparks shower down on the stage to reveal...nothing. As the
Arena lights are turned back on, Scheherazade, dressed in her black crushed
velvet catsuit, is seen slinking out of the Audience, Madd Dawg behind her.
With a kiss on the cheek to a befuddled fan, she turns and moves past one of
the tables around the ring, slowly moving her fingers over the surface like
a caress. As Dawg moves around to the edge of ring side, Zade slinks over
the ropes to await her opponent. However, Zade has a long wait, as Tara no
shows, and the Horsewoman gets the win by no show.
Kildare
vs.
Chris Chew
ANARCHY INC.
with Kyma Chew
Kildare's music plays as he is introduced to the crowd by ring announcer Cindy Cartwright. After waiting a half-minute, the lights come back up to normal and the music cuts. Inside the ring, Peterson speaks to the ring announcer and she introduces the other participant in this grudge match. The heavy rock beat of Linkin Park's "One Step Closer" drifts through the arena as the lights go pale yellow. The lights begin to waver, flicker, and dance in the arena as the Renagade-tron lights up with images of Chris Chew in combat. "Just like before...Everything you say to me, puts me one step closer to the edge, and I'm one step closer to the edge and I'm about to break." A loud crack and flash fills the arena as those words finish and when it dies, Chris and Kyma Chew stand on the top of the ramp. Chris looks down toward the ring and holds out his hands to the stage boys backstage and they toss him a few large cans of Guiness. Chris turns to the crowd and snarls "Here is your Irishman's curse jackoff" he throws the cans down and walks to the ring, a man ready to explode into violence at any slight provocation. Once more, Kildare's music plays as his signature 'light-show' bathes the Muny. Chew climbs out of the ring and begins walking up the aisle, intent on meeting Kildare part-way. Suddenly, a camera that was focused on the crowd picks up Kildare leaping over the barricade behind Chew, driving him face-down onto the un-padded aisle floor with a bulldog. Following, the Irishman stomps the Anarch's back, then drops a knee on the back of Chew's head. Kyma double ax-handles Kildare from behind, but this only causes the Irishman to turn around, his face a mask of demonic joy. Staggering Kyma with a European uppercut, Kildare puts Chew's valet in a hammerlock and drops her with a jaw-breaker, the "Irishman's Curse" putting Kyma out. Kildare backs up as Chew regains his senses, the Anarch decides it a better course of action to tend to his escort's health, he picks her up and carries her to the back, walking backward to avoid another Kildare sneak-attack. Kildare slips into the ring and raises his arm in mock victory, laughing as he does so...
Wonderland's Misfits
with Alice
vs.
Terra Firma
with Steven Andrews
The areana lights flicker between blue and purple as "White Rabbit" plays over the PA system. A young woman dressed in a
pale blue mini skirt and matching midrift walks out on to the ramp. She raises her mic to her lips and smiles "I would once again
like to introduce myself, I am Alice and" She turns and waits a second. "And theses are my boys Mad Hatter and Dormouse,
The Wonderland Misfits." Two rather large guys walk out. Dormouse dressed in blue and black wrestling pants, and blue ties
around the top of his arm. Dark brown dred hang down into his face covering his two different colored eyes. Mad Hatter alittle
shorter then Dormouse dressed in purple and black, purple ties around the top part of his arm, and a purple top hat with a Ace
of Spades stuck on the rim. The both raise their arms to the crowd, to be meet with quite a few cheers. They turn towards each
other smile and wrap their arms around Alice's shoulders and all three make their way down the ramp to the ring.
The lights go black as Godsmack’s Voodoo takes over the speakers. A dull rumbling takes over the arena, only slightly
drowned out by the song, as a cone rises up out of the ramp down to the ring. Red flares shoot out as the eruption begins in tune
with the song and the primal drumbeat. Boiling churning lava flows out of the cone as Rainer and Vesuvius rise slowly from the
cone. Both dressed in simple brown full body suits, Rainer stands in at 6’0” 260 pounds, with Vesuvius behind him standing at
6’10” and 400 pounds. Both men move silently down the volcano amidst the churning and glowing lava. Steven Andrews
appears at the top of the ramp behind his charges and heads down after them as the volcano makes a hasty retreat back into the
ramp and the tag team gets ready in the ring for their opponents.
It seems the two first men in the ring will be Rainer and Mad Hatter. Hatter locks up, trying to pick up Rainer. Apparently
though, his grip is weak as he fails and Rainer slips away, dropping his opponent with a standing drop-kick. Both men get to their
feet and Hatter delivers two successive rights, Rainer taking a step back, and pulls off a double-arm DDT. However, as Mad
Hatter attempts pulling his opponent to his feet, he gets a gut full of fist and Rainer runs past him, going off the ropes and hitting
his unsuspecting opponent with a guillotine leg-drop, Hatter's face driven into the mat. Rainer tags off to Vesuvius who steps over
the top rope, staring holes in his opponent. (No, not literarily, although it'd make an excellent finishing move.) Hatter gets to his
feet, rubbing his neck and backing off as Vesuvius follows. Hatter blind-tags to Dormouse who jumps over the ropes, leaning
into them and throwing himself at Vesuvius with a shoulder tackle. This doesn't down Vesuvius, although he takes a few steps
back. Dormouse takes this opportunity to whip his opponent into the turnbuckle, and Hatter is tagged in. The two grab an arm
each for a double-arm takedown, the ring shaking with the impact of all three men. Vesuvius and Hatter get to their feet at
Dormouse rolls out of the ring. Vesuvius grabs Hatter, reversing their positions and pummeling his opponent in the corner. Alice
leaps up on the apron, the referee spinning around. Dormouse climbs onto the turnbuckle, jumping over Hatter for a drop-kick
and taking Vesuvius back a few, before rolling out of the ring again. Hatter takes this opportunity to slide past Vesuvius, pushing
him into the turnbuckle and slamming into him with an elbow. Vesuvius spins around, pushing his opponent with great force and
then whipping him into the ropes for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Vesuvius proceeds to pull his opponent up, Hatter raising a knee
to his groin and attempting a couple punches. This fails to have a proper impact on Vesuvius, who lifts him up in a bear-hug and
headbutts him. Hatter struggles, but doesn't seem to be getting anywhere. Alice scoops up a chair, once again climbing onto the
apron and pushing down a cable. The referee walks over to her, raising both his arms. Dormouse runs in quickly, baseball-sliding
into one of Vesuvius' legs, hitting him at a beneficial angle and causing the big man to fall down on one knee. Hatter rolls away
and Dormouse rolls out of the ring, quickly getting to the apron. Hatter, supporting himself to the ropes, gets over to Dormouse
and slaps his hand - just in time, as Vesuvius grabs him from behind and throat-slam suplexes him. Hatter slides out, lying still on
the ground (Alice rushing over to tend to him) as Dormouse gets into the ring, leaping onto Vesuvius' back, covering his eyes and
slamming knees into his back. Vesuvius grabs the ropes, following them over to the Firma-corner, Dormouse kneeing him in the
back all the way. He blind-tags off to Rainer who ascends the turnbuckle, leaping out in a precise missile drop-kick that knocks
Dormouse off Vesuvius' back. Vesuvius spins around, grabbing Dormouse and doing a reverse crucifix power-bomb, Rainer
coming down on him with a senton bomb - the "Nuee Ardente." Vesuvius lays over Rainer, meaning both men are on top of
Dormouse. A bleeding Hatter enters the ring, managing to start pushing Vesuvius off, both not in time to avoid Terra Firma
recieving a threecount and a win.
Houngan
vs.
Nightmare Black
with Roland Nalor
The lights dim as soft lights play across the audience... casting an eerie mood. A soft, far-away island beat begins to play over the
PA system. On the renegade-tron appears a group of island people, apparently in the midst of some sort of voodoo ritual. A
blast of pyro ignites near the wrestler's entrance and from it's midst appears the Houngan. The 6'6" Jamaican holds a large staff
with some sort of object on top of it, in his right hand. His black dreadlocks fall around his face. He wears black pants and
boots, no shirt, and a long multi-colored robe. His face and chest are painted or tattooed with white markings. The Houngan
makes his way solemnly down the ramp towards the ring, followed by several apparent devotee's. Nightmare Black rushes out
of the back down the ramp armed with his barbed-wire sledge hammer. He slams it right into the back of The Houngan as he
hits about mid-ramp and Houngan drops like a house of cards. However as Black lifts up his hammer for a second blow, the
followers leap upon Black like locusts and begin to beat on the big man, the mass of them bringing him down quickly. The
Houngan gets up slowly, and watches as his followers continue to beat on Black, and he moves away from the mess, and into the
ring. Finally, security comes and forcibly breaks up the fight, but the toll is clear on Black, who is a bloody mess on the ramp.
Jackson motions for the bell as Houngan steps away from the man in stripes with a content, smug look on his painted face.
Black rises to his feet at the 5 count, and stumbles down and manages to roll in at 9, much to the pleasure of The Houngan, who
goes right for the knees of Black, not even letting his opponent gain his footing after the backfired bum rush. The leg grapevine
appears to take it's toll on the brutalized Black, who somehow manages to reach out and grab the ropes. Houngan takes this all
too calmly, and pulls Black to his feet, and before Black can react, the Houngan shows remarkable strength lifting Black up into
an Argentine Back Breaker Rack. Houngan holds him there for a brief period of time before dropping Black into a powerbomb,
thus completing the "Voodoo-bomb" and the three count is a mere-formality at that point in time for Houngan, his first match a
victory.
Japanese Death Match RWA2K TITLE MATCH
'Concrete'
Nick Jones
vs.
The Adonis
ANARCHY INC. RWA2K TV Champ
The sounds of distant thunder rumble through the arena, and a surprising amount of cheers erupt from the crowd, as "Break Stuff" with Limp Bizkit hits the speakers. "And if you keep teasing me this way I just might... Break your F##king face tonight!!" On the final word, two awesome blasts of dull gray pyro explode on either side of the ramp, and Nick makes his way to the ramp out of the mists, dark gray baseball bat in hand. He gets between the jagged ropes, edges around the mines and over the thumbtacks, to await his opponent. "Highway to Hell" begins to blare over the speakers as the Renegade-Tron springs to life with images of the various Anarchy Inc members in action. Every few seconds the video of Anarchy ass-whoopins is interrupted with a still picture: The Adonis, Bloodstorm and Kat Bohdana standing in front of RWA 2000 Arena...smiling and nude. Well, they would be nude except for the belts... Kinkaid's TV strap and 'Storm's World Championship slung low on their hips to provide just enough coverage while Kat is kept barely decent thanks to her own Women's Necropolis belt at her waist. Bohdana's chest is covered by 'Storm's Light Heavyweight strap, which the petite beauty holds to herself. The crowd explodes as The Adonis steps into view. The champ wears tight Levi's, fingerless leather gloves, black combat boots and a black S.W.A.T. vest with an AI logo on the back. He also wears the now famous silver "Vega" mask. His exposed skin gleams with several layers of body oil and his hair is pulled back in a tight ponytail. He stops momentarily and points at a few screaming fans, undoing the vest and allowing a few lucky ladies to rub his sculpted torso. Adonis reluctantly pulls away from a throng of female fans and proceeds to ringside. He climbs onto the apron and carefully steps through the barbed wire wrapped ropes. Referee Peterson is standing in a 'safe' corner of the ring, but before he can signal for the bell, 'Concrete' rushes the champion, spearing him hard back-first into the barbed-wire covered ropes. Nick follows up quickly by slapping on an indian deathlock (inverted STF). Adonis wasn't ready for the initial on-slaught, but he slowly manages to power out of Nick's submission hold. A camera scanning the ring-side crowd picks up former RWA 2000 employee Hank 'H'thak' Williams, who happens to be holding up a sign, black magic marker on a blue square of poster-board demanding, "ADONIS HAVE MY BABY!" which generates a good round of laughter from fans as the image is placed upon the Renegade-Tron. Adonis and Jones in the ring haven't paid any heed to H'thak's sign, instead, the two are trading blows in the center of the ring. Nick ducks a haymaker and hoists Adonis up, hitting a belly-to-back suplex onto one of the c-4 laden boards. BOOM! Adonis and Nick both are seared by the flames shooting from beneath the now-charred wooden plank. Adonis' bulky ring attire seems to have taken most of the impact, as he's the first man to his feet. 'Concrete' is met as he gets up with a hard right between the eyes. Adonis scoops him up for a body-slam, but Jones slips out behind the champion, hitting Kinkaid with an inverted DDT, Justin's head impacting the mat hard. 'Concrete' kicks Justin over onto his chest and leaps down hard onto Kinkaid's back, driving thumb-tacks into the back of the champion. Nick follows this with trying to hook on a cross-face submission hold. Adonis' head is tucked down, so Jones can't get a good grip on him. Jones re-positions himself on Adonis' back and pulls back hard with a reverse chin-lock. Kinkaid uses his power to get to his knees, then is standing, Jones on his back. Adonis rushes backward, slamming Nick's back into the barbed-wire ropes, tearing open Concrete's shirt as blood seeps through the flesh. Nick lets go and Adonis backs up, rushing forward and clotheslining Jones out over the ropes to the floor, Justin going over with his foe. Both are lucky enough to have avoided the wooden spikes placed ringside. Jamie Woods rushes behind the champion as the Anarch gets to his feet, clobbering him with a steel chair. Leaping over the rail behind Jamie is RWA 2000 World and Light-Heavyweight Champion, Bloodstorm, who grabs the chair before it's brought down a second time. He yanks it from Woods' grasp and as the Wrath color-man turns to see what's going on, 'Storm clobbers him with the chair, slamming it into Jamie's gut and then dropping the manager with a "Bloodbath". Jamie's hand is speared between the fingers by one of the wooden spikes, causing the commentator to scream out in agony, clutching his gashed-open hand tight to his chest. Nick had rolled Adonis back into the squared-circle, pulling him up and dropped the champion with a piledriver. Justin's shoulder came up at the two-count. Bloodstorm left the ring-side area, stepping back over the rail to take up his ring-side seat as a pair of EMTs tended to Jamie Woods, trying to pry the man's hand away from his body to estimate the extent of his damages. Jones is up quickly, pulling the champion up by his pony-tail and whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound, Concrete hits the Adonis with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, sending Adonis onto the second of the four explosive board-mines. BOOM! Adonis is rocked by the explosion, Nick drops to his knees and makes a non-chalant cover. Adonis reaches out and wraps a gloved hand around the barbed-wired rope, breaking the official's count. Jones gets to his feet, looking almost exasperated at Adonis' resilience. He pulls Adonis up into a standing head-scissor, but Adonis back-drops Concrete right over the ropes to the floor below. Nick's leg is speared through with one of the wooden spikes, causing the man to scream out in pain. Justin rolls out under the bottom rope, reaching into his left back pocket - which he realizes has been blown clean off his jeans from one of the explosions! Without hesitating, Kinkaid reaches into the other pocket and produces a pair of handcuffs, slapping one end onto the bottom-rope, he slams a hard boot into Nick's leg, snapping the top off the wooden spike before snapping the other end of the handcuff onto Nick's wrist. Adonis takes a brief moment to pose for his fans as Jones struggles to his feet, his leg bleeding badly through his pants. Moving to one side of the ring, Adonis pulls out a Super-Soaker 1200™ that has what appears to be a propane torch duct-taped to it. Kinkaid ignites the torch and slowly walks the long way around the ring, showing off his home-made weapon to the fans. He high-fives Bloodstorm as he passes the double champion. Adonis is now facing Nick, the hot blue flame burning about six inches from the barrel of the squirt-rifle. Adonis pulls the trigger of the rifle and a stream of fire shot out at where Nick was moments before. Concrete's handcuffing on the bottom rope giving him almost twenty feet of free movement. The ring apron and side of the ring were scorched black. Adonis turned and aimed at Jones, letting the fire fly. Again, Nick moved deftly out of the way. This time, however, Adonis followed him, keeping the concentrated spray of flame on his foe. Concrete's ring attire caught flame! Luckily for Nick, referee Peterson had grabbed a fire extinguisher from ring-side upon seeing Adonis' weapon. The white spray covered Concrete, putting out the raging inferno that could have consumed him. Before the chemical compound settled completely, the champion moved in and began hitting Nick with hard body-blows, softening the former wicker-man up. Adonis fished the keys to the 'cuffs out of his jeans pocket and released them from the bottom-rope, Concrete slumping to the floor. Justin pulled him up and rolled him into the ring, following closely. Placing a foot on the chest of his seemingly unconscious opponent, Kinkaid was as shocked as all in attendance as Concrete lifted his arm, raising his shoulder after a two-count. The challenger showed his astonishing ability to with-stand all that was given as he got to his feet. Adonis dropped him with a DDT and called for the "Crotch Rocket". Pulling Concrete up, Justin put him in a standing head-scissor. Before he could wrap around Nick's waist, Jones grabbed Justin's legs, yanking them out from under him. Concrete hooked on a "House of Pain" elevated crab on the champion. Kinkaid refused to submit, however and Nick cinched the hold in tighter. Adonis inched toward the ropes, but as Nick fought against it, he wasn't able to budge. Instead, the champion slipped his body through Nick's legs, pushed him back against the ropes and sent him overhead with a monkey-flip. BOOM! Concrete landed on the third board-mine. Neither man moved for a long moment. Daring camera-operators slipped into the ring to get close-up shots of both men, silver circles covering both, stuck in exposed flesh and on ring attire, the thumb-tacks that had littered the ring were now mainly on the combatants or on the outside of the ring. Adonis was the first to move, rolling sideways and out of the ring toward the announcers' desk. He snatched up the RWA2K TV title belt and rolled back into the ring with it. He placed it on the last remaining board-mine in the ring and pointed to the belt and board, then over to a slowly rising Nick Jones before signalling for a "Crotch Rocket". The fans went wild. Adonis slowly walked toward the challenger, eyes going wide as he was taken unawares by the aluminum baseball bat swung at his head. Kindaid didn't have time to dodge the blow and took it to the side of the head, his 'Vega' mask possibly protecting him from part of the vicious blow, but certainly not all as Adonis dropped to his knees. Concrete grabbed the sides of the steel mask and tore it off, tossing it to the outside. Justin avoided a face-shot from the bat by ducking under the blow limbo-style. Jones turned around quickly, though and slammed the bat down hard into Kinkaid's sternum. Concrete tossed the bat aside and pulled his foe up for the "Crippler DDT", connecting with the move in the middle of the ring. Jones hooked a leg to fight against a kick-out, but at two, Justin's shoulder rolled up off the canvas. Fans roared in appreciation of both fighters taking all their opponent had to give. Both men got up, both looking horribly drained of life. Justin tried for a DDT, but Nick turned it into a northern-lights suplex. Adonis' fist to the gut of his challenger brought a screeching halt to a two-count pin attempt. As both men lay in the ring trying to get their bearings back, a shot from inside the Anarchy Inc. locker room showed all the members of the faction (save Bloodstorm and Adonis) watching the match closely. Peterson had decided to count both men down, but when he got to "Seven..!" both were on their knees. From their knees, the two started exchanging rights and lefts. Up to one knee each, continuing the exchange. Now both were on their feet. Concrete shot out with a palm-thrust shot as Adonis brought a boot up into his opponent's mid-section. Both were staggered. Nick was doubled over and as he came off the bounce from the ropes, Adonis hooked around his opponent's waist and pulled him up, turned 315 degrees and dropped a "Crotch Rocket". BOOM! Right onto the TV title and board-mine! Both men looked barely alive, Adonis having fallen across his opponent after the explosion, Peterson counting the three, Adonis retaining his title. Bloodstorm leapt over the rail and into the ring to check on his long-time ally. He helped Adonis to his feet, handing him the charred and dented RWA2K TV Championship belt and raising his friend's arm in victory as AC/DC's music blared over the Muny's sound system. With an arm draped over Bloodstorm's shoulder, the Adonis made his way to the back, looking more like a casualty of war than the victor of a wrestling match. EMTs rushed down the aisle to help Concrete, who shoved them off after being placed on a gurney and slowly walked to the back, the fans giving him a standing ovation for the fight he put up to the Anarch...
Inside the Muny, the lights dimmed, a single spot-light shining down on ring announcer Cindy
Cartwright. While she informs the crowd that RWA 2000 is going live in fifteen seconds, Roland Nalor
switches off with Jamie Woods as color-commentator. Cindy asks that everyone scream and give it their
all, holding up any signs they brought with them. Moments later, the opening pyrotechnics blast off as
"Slaught-O-Rama" begins...
#1 Contendership Match Winner to Face RWA 2000 World Champion Next Week!
Hell-Raiser
with Succubus
vs.
Madd Dawg The Horsemen
with Scheherazade
Motörhead's "Hellraiser" blasts over the sound-system in the Muny as the lights
wink out to near nothingness. A cutting red-orange light slits through the
crowd, then illuminates the entry-way as a red-haired woman in a black and
red-orange business skirt-suit steps out with a determined look on her pretty
face. Tearing away the jacket leaves the fans cheering momentarily for the
voluptuous red-head, who's flowing hair comes down over her bosom. Hell-Raiser
steps out next, clad in his usual wrestling attire, black pants, forearm-guards,
gloves and mask, all but the gloves bearing red-orange flame patterns. Succubus
leads her man down the aisle, 'Raiser's head bowed as he ignores the fans with a
practiced precision, having never been considered a 'hero' to any but the most
deprived of wrestling fans. Succubus climbs the three steps to the ring apron,
then holding onto the top rope, she backs up to the next turn-buckle before
slipping into the ring. Hell-Raiser grabs the middle rope, pulling himself up
to the apron, then plants a hand on the top-rope, flames shooting out both sides
of his hand and flickering out upon reaching the turn-buckles. He steps through
the ropes as Succubus hops down to the floor and heads toward the back, 'Raiser
pacing the ring like a caged animal as he awaits his opponent. He does not have to wait long as "Of Wolf & Man" by Metallica
blares over the P.A. as silver pyro explodes up the ramp towards the curtain, ending in a huge shower of silver sparks. As the
pyro fades the image of Dawg can be seen. The huge man stands stock still as the last of the pyro fades away. He's dressed in
black leather pants and a black leather vest, under a black leather trench coat, black leather biker gloves adorn his hands. Dark
sun glasses cover his eyes and his long white hair is pulled into a pony tail, in his right hand is his bokken. Behind him stands
Scheherazade the dark skinned, dark haired woman dressed in a black crushed velvet cat suit. The pair slowly move down the
Ramp. Upon reaching the ring Dawg climbs onto the apron and easily vaults the rope and climbs up on to turnbuckle and raising
his arms, drawing quite a positive response from the RWA fans compared to his opponent. He drops back down and slips off
the trench coat and hands it to Scherehazade along with his sunglasses & bokken. The two men face off, glaring daggers at each
other as the stakes of this match are quite higher than normal. The bell rings and the two men go at it. Bloodstorm walking down
the aisle to obviously scout the match. A glimmer of silver is seen in HR's fist as he lands a devastating punch into the jaw of
Dawg, who suprisingly does not take it well and stumbles back a few steps. HR doesn't waste any time, putting a big boot into
the stomach of Dawg and hitting a textbook snap DDT, the ring resounding with the impact of Dawg's skull to hard canvas.
Dawg seems rather slow to his feet, and HR takes advantage of it, slapping on a sleeper hold, again a glimmer of silver seen
wrapped around Dawg's throat who begins to thrash about wildly, Zade leaping onto the apron to argue with Jackson about the
silver that she saw, but Jackson shakes his head, his back turned as he argues with Zade as HR twists the silver chain tight
around Dawg's throat. Finally Zade jumps down, but the damage has been done to Madd Dawg, and as Jackson drops to the
mat to check on the sleeper hold, he finds Madd Dawg out like a light. HR finally lets go of the hold, and then raises his hand in
victory as Storm walks backstage, shaking his head slowly at the cheating done by HR.
Araña
vs.
Tezza Manchester
with Roland Nalor
"Black Widow" by Alice Cooper comes over the Muny's sound-system as the white
lights switch, bathing the St. Louis home of the RWA 2000 in blue. The blue
lights illuminate thousands of glittering paper spiders as they fall from the
rafters. Some fans scream in terror, others taking up the scream just to add to
the atmosphere. On the Renegade-Tron, scenes of Araña's matches are shown,
although they are familiar from actual past matches, they have all been redone
in animation-style. The luchador himself runs down the aisle like a bolt of
energy, doing a hand-spring onto the ring apron and somersaulting over the
top-rope. He leaps forward, up onto the middle strand and raises his arms in
the air, yelling out, "Lucha!" Fans reply with a half-hearted, "Libre!"
"Lucha!" "Libre!" "Lucha!" "LIBRE!" the fans have taken up the participation
role more enthusiastic this time. In his light and dark blue wrestling attire,
complete with web-designed mask, Araña flips out of the ring to allow his
opponent an unimpeded entry...
"Unforgiven" by Apocolyptica begins playing over the PA system as Tezza steps into view. The 6'2", 200 lb. woman is dressed
entirely in black. She stands next to Nalor, her hands resting on her hips. The duo make their way towards the ring. Tezza
makes her way into the ring as Nalor takes his place at the commentator's table...
Arana steps back into the ring and the bell is sounded. Tezza charges her opponent and hits a suplex. The two get up and Arana
tries for a centón - but Tezza appears to dodge it! She quickly bends down, locking on a sleeper-hold. The luchador inches for
the ropes and grabs them, Tezza releasing. Arana pulls up, bouncing off the ropes and trying another centón - this one finding it's
mark. The two get up, Tezza lashing out with a fist, but Arana slipping past her..reaching up and - 'honk'-ing her breasts. Tezza
grabs one of his hands, squeezing, and spins around - her elbow catching Arana in the mouth as she pulls away. The two circle,
but suddenly The lights wash in blue and green. The crowd goes wild, for they know they're favorite loser is about to enter.
Linkin Park's chourus of One Step Closer mixes with the Jaws theme and flashes of red punctuate "break" The spotlight shines
down and Pisces is walking down, Shredd behind her. She looks pissed. She lauches herself into the ring, unphased by Nalor
smacking his cane across her back and goes for Tezza's throat. The two women battle it out with rough brawling manouvers,
Pisces not getting a good opportunity to bite. Arana, losing the match by disqualification, slips out of the ring and jogs off, clearly
not wanting to get in the way. A camera catches him jogging backstage, Nightmare Black (Tezza's faction-mate) and Shredderr
fighting it out there. He nimbly avoids them and walks on. Seeing Bruno and Lars of security drinking coffee, he sends a
meaningful glance over his shoulder and taking off to his locker-room. Pretty soon, the entirety of the RWA security force are
called in, and manage to separate the two brawls going on.
Masked Interlopers
vs.
Cowboys From Hell
The ear-splitting rock techno tune of the Interlopers comes over the P.A. system - then abruptly stops.
The violent rhythms of Pantera's "Cowboys from Hell" blares from the speakers, and the two men make their way down. K.O.'s
huge bulk is wrapped in a custom leather jacket made to fit his huge frame. He stretches his 460 pounds of muscles in an
awesome flex, and behind him Voodoo comes out, clad in his occult garb. They walk down the ramp without their standard pyro
display, looking very much like they mean business, very disappointed with their progress so far. Inside the ring, K.O. discards
his jacket, showing his extensive upper body paint snaking around. Tonight, however, it's a very sinister, mesmerizing black
color, and it covers him all the way up to his bald scalp, lending something to his already very grim appearance. Voodoo throws
his hat to the crowd, and drops his jacket to reveal elbow and knee pads, before letting K.O. enter the ring, first to fight.
The Interlopers' theme-music comes on again..but there is no sign of the masked men. Frustrated, the Cowboys from Hell make
their way up the ramp...but the Disciples of Doom's theme-music comes on, the red-suited Pfefferman coming down. The
Cowboys are alert, but Isaac holds up one hand, twirling his cane and saying something. He recieves a microphone and speaks
to the Cowboys. "I understand you boys are disappointed now. In fact, i'll look into allowing you into the Hardcore-match we
have with the Horsemen coming up." Pfefferman returns the microphone to the ring-attendant and grins, walking out. "Cowboys
from hell" comes on again, Cindy Cartwright announcing. "Winners by no-show: The cowboys from Hell!" The Cowboys
exchange glances, not sure what to make of Pfefferman's offer, and leave the ring-area.
Jonas Black Sky At Dawn
vs.
Demolisher Rhoades
with Hell-Raiser
The eerie "Tattered and Torn" by Slipknot begins to play as the arena dims to red. As the singer screams "Kill me!" two huge blasts of pyro go off on either side of the entrance and Jonas appears, wearing a totally new, pristine white jumpsuit, to signify his starting over. He walks down to the ring, slides in, and walks over to a far corner to await his opponent. "Here comes the Ax..here comes the Smasher. The Demolition, walking disaster. Pain and destruction is on its way." As the theme-music for Demolition comes on, the crowd has mixed reactions to the entourage of Hell-Raiser with a Ray Rhoades in Demolition getup. Reaching the ring, Rhoades tosses off mask and armour, climbing in swiftly. Both men allow referee Peterson to check them for foreign objects and both are shown to be clean. The bell sounds as the two big men circle one another. The two men lock up collar and elbow. Rhoades begins to back his opponent toward the ropes, but Jonas throws a knee into Demolisher's mid-section, then drops the longest-reigning RWA Champion of all time with a DDT. Jonas backs up as Demolisher gets back to his feet. Rhoades grabs Fafara's wrist and whips him across the ring, telegraphing a clothesline that the masked man ducks under. On the rebound, the face-painted Rhoades is hit with a flying forearm/elbow smash, dropping Demolisher to the mat. This time, Jonas takes the quicker offensive, pulling Demolisher up and hurling him into a corner. Jonas comes in and lays a boot into Rhoades' gut, then another, and some more. Demolisher slumps in the corner to the mat as Jonas proceeds to stomp a mud-hole in the former champion. Jonas lets up at Peterson's demand and as he turns back to Rhoades, Jonas is shocked to be tossed in the corner, Rhoades hammering away with multiple body-shots. Whipping Jonas across the ring, Demolisher follows in with a hard knee-strike, then scales to the second turn-buckle and begins to slam his fist into Fafara's head. As the crowd counts "One..!", Demolisher shakes his head, yelling out "Bee..!" The crowd spells along with the champion, "Bee..! Eye..! Tee..! See..! Aych..!" before Rhoades leaps back off the ropes and lets Jonas fall flat on his face, much to the crowd's approval. Pulling Jonas up, Rhoades hooks him up for a suplex, hooking the leg to make it a fisherman's suplex. Instead of following with a pin, however, Demolisher yanks Jonas up and hits him with a belly-to-belly suplex, then pulls him to his feet once more and lands a belly-to-belly pumphandle brain-buster, the crowd roaring at Rhoades' display of technical ability. Peterson's hand slaps the canvas once, twice, but Jonas lifts his shoulder to stop the count. At ring-side, Hell-Raiser has taken a seat beside Colt and decided to add in some of his own color commentary, "You see that? I beat Ray's ass and he comes under my tutelage, he can't help but learn how to use some actual wrestling holds." Rhoades and Jonas get to their feet and begin to exchange blows, "Looks like the wrestling book was tossed out the window there, 'Raiser," Nalor added. Jonas throws a hay-maker, Rhoades ducks under it and stuns Fafara with an atomic-drop. Grabbing Jonas by the sides of his mask, Demolisher pulls him down hard, slamming the back of Jonas' head into the mat. Rhoades then goes out to the apron and climbs to the top-rope, perched like a great cat about to leap upon it's prey. Jonas gets up and turns to see Demolisher, who stands and leaps off with a double ax-handle. Fafara ducks and drives a fist into the gut of the flying Demolisher. Doubled over, Rhoades is hoisted up and gut-wrench powerbombed hard to the mat. Jonas wasted not a milli-second, grabbing up Demolisher's right leg and twisting it into a figure-four. Rhoades gritted his teeth, refusing to submit. Demolisher fell back to the canvas, Peterson's hand slapping canvas twice giving him enough reason to sit back up. Rhoades reached back, but realized he was too far from the ropes to break the hold. Instead, Ray began to slowly roll, attempting to reverse the hold through sheer power. It wasn't very long until Jonas was turned over and grabbing onto the bottom rope, forcing referee Peterson to break the reversed figure-four lock. Both men got to their feet once again, Jonas latching onto Demolisher, flipping him over with a head-arm suplex. Fafara is up first, pulling the ex-champ up, he whips Rhoades to the ropes, lifting a boot up to slam into the painted face of Hell-Raiser's current lackey. Rhoades stopped short, catching the boot in his hands. Jonas hopped in place on his remaining leg, his hands up, beckoning for mercy. Demolisher spun his opponent around, catching him with a powerslam as Fafara's face turned back to him. Again, only a two-count, Jonas not ready to call it a night just yet. Grabbing a fistful of Jonas' long hair, Ray pulls him up, only to be the recipient of a quick thumb to the eye. Fafara scoops Demolisher up over his shoulder and signals for the "Despise". Dropping Rhoades down hard on his head, Jonas sits for a moment before rolling over and covering Demolisher. At the two-count, Ray's shoulder shoots up, defying Jonas' finisher. Getting to his feet, Fafara looked stunned at what had happened. He pulled Rhoades up and whipped him to the ropes. Ray came back, leaping up and nailing Jonas with a Lou Thesz press before hammering hard lefts and rights into Jonas' head. "How did Demolisher come back from the 'Despise'?" Nalor wanted to know. "He's got heart, Nalor, something you'll never be able to fathom," Colt replied to the color-man. Demolisher let up on Jonas, but rolled him over and clamped on an underhook leg-trap neck submission hold. "There's no way Jonas can survive that move. Rhoades has phenomenal leg-strength." "I taught him that move in the Cavern of Doom the other day, Jimbo." "Jonas has done it! I knew he could!" Nalor screamed, excited at the fact that Jonas had managed to somehow grab onto the rope and break the hold. Demolisher didn't seem put off in the least, 'helping' his opponent to his feet and delivering a double knee-lift to the face and chest of the masked competitor, dazing him. Rhoades locks on a front-facelock and nods vigorously before throwing Jonas' arm across his shoulders. Demolisher hoisted his opponent up as if for a hanging suplex, but instead, he drove him down with a suplex-powerslam, a "Demolition, boys, that's what he calls that move!" Colt informs the fans watching live on OmniTV Necropolis. Rhoades hooks a leg, getting a three-count on his finished opponent. Demolisher gets to his feet, raising his arms as the fans shower him with adulation. He motions toward the ring announcer, who tosses him a microphone, he leans over Jonas and asks him, "Who is a bitch now?" before dropping the mic on Jonas' chest and slipping out of the ring, Hell-Raiser rushing to catch up to his current 'slave'...
X-Cessive Tanisha
ANARCHY INC.
with X-Cessive Pain
vs.
Pisces Fllesh~Saww Posiden
Rokean WAR Order
with 'Tripple~S' Triton
The lights in the Arena dim to near total darkness. The Renegade-tron comes
alive, showing X-Cessive Violence, Pain and Agony, performing their theme
music. "X-Cessive Agony", XV's rip off of the Sex Pistol's song of the same
name, blasts over the loudspeakers. Fuscia pyrotechnics go off at the
wrestler's entrance. When the smoke clears the forms of X-Cessive Pain and
his beautiful lady, X-Cessive Tanisha, stand with their hands on their hips,
both standing proud in their matching fuschia and black attire. The X-Cessive
duo make their way to the ring, slapping hands with fans who line the
walkway. When they reach the apron, Tanisha turns to her left and gracefully
makes her way up the steel steps while Pain climbs upon the apron. The lights
go up as Pain holds the second and third ropes apart so his beautiful lady
can make her entrance. He then takes his place ringside as Tanisha waits the
arrival of her opponent this evening, Pisces. The lights wash in blue and
green. The crowd goes wild, for they know they're favorite loser is about to
enter. Linkin Park's chourus of One Step Closer mixes with the Jaws theme and
flashes of red punctuate "break" The spotlight shines down and Pisces is
walking down, Shredd behind her. She looks pissed and HUGE. She lauches
herself into the ring and goes for Tanisha's throat. Tanisha strikes first, a
kick that takes the bigger woman in the shoulder...but Pisces traps Tanisha's
leg and executes a tremendous suplex that sends the AI woman half way across
the ring. Pisces is on Tanisha before she can get back to her feet and begins
to stomp her into the mat. Finally Tanisha manages to work a leg trip and
climb atop Pisces, delivering several blows to her face before grabbing her
arm and falling to the side to place her in a cross arm breaker. Pisces
endures the pain for well over a minute, then leans forward and chomps down
on Tanisha's right calf. Tanisha cries out and releases her hold, rolling
back onto her feet only to be clotheslined by an angry Pisces. The rWo
bruiser drags Tanisha back to her feet and wraps a massive hand around her
throat. The ensuing chokeslam shakes the ring and leaves Tanishs sprawled in
the center of the ring. Suddenly Agony and Shayla are running down the ramp,
Shredderr blocking their path. Pisces picks Tanisha back up and sets her up
for the Plunge...but Tanisha manages to elbow her in the back of the head and
then rake her eyes and escape. Janobe stumbles into Morales, nearly knocking
the ref over as Pisces clutches her eyes. Tanisha clings onto Morales,
obviously unsteady...Pain slides into the ring, having snatched up the ring
bell as he dashed past the table. Pain clobbers Pisces and is out of the ring
in under two seconds...Tanisha quickly covering the bleeding woman. Morales
frowns but makes the count anyway. Tanisha's arm is raised in victory but she
is quickly forced out of the ring when Shredd slides in to check on his
sister. Pain aids Tanisha back up the ramp where they are joined by Agony and
Shayla...the four-some making a quick exit lest Shredderr get any ideas.
X-Cessive Violence
& Bloodstorm RWA 2000 World Champion RWA 2000 Light-Heavyweight Champion
ANARCHY INC.
with X-Cessive Tanisha & Kat Bohdana
vs.
Genocide &
The Horsemen The Horsemen
with Salome
On the Renegade-Tron, 'XV' in fuchsia is on the screen, strobing with the
sound of a beating heart. Instead of cutting to a cavalcade of X-Cessive
Violence's greatest moves and moments, onto the screen appear the White
brothers, in their wrestling attire, Tanisha massaging Pain's shoulders as
Agony curls 100 lb. dumbbells with ease. "Sain' Loo-E, XV in da house!" The
audience doesn't get all exhilarated, knowing Pain's disdain for cities
outside of Necropolis Missouri. "Yo, me an' Ag' gone an' decided Sain' Loo-E
don' deserve no XV on da Ren'gade-Tron an' no live singin'." The 'Tron
flickers out as Pain and Agony simply walk down the aisle, no music, nothing,
the fans booing the greatest tag-team in the history of the Renegade
Wrestling Alliance. "Highway to Hell" begins to blare over the speakers as
the Renegade-Tron
springs to life with images of the various Anarchy Inc members in action.
Every few seconds the video of Anarchy ass-whoopins is interrupted with a
still picture: Bloodstorm, Kat Bohdana, and The Adonis standing in front of
RWA 2000 Arena...smiling and nude. Well, they would be nude except for the
belts...'Storm's World Championship and Kinkaid's TV straps slung low on
their
hips to provide just enough coverage while Kat is kept barely decent thanks
to her own Women's Necropolis belt at her waist. Bohdana's chest is covered
by 'Storm's Light Heavyweight strap, which the petite beauty holds to
herself. The crowd goes wild as Bloodstorm and Kat step into view atop the
ramp and begin to make their way to the ring. 'Storm is dressed in jeans and
a sleeveless "Last Call Hall" t-shirt. The RWA 2000 World championship is
around his waist while the Light Heavyweight strap is slung over his right
shoulder. Jack hands both belts to the leather clad Bohdana gives her a peck
on the cheek before hopping onto the ring apron. Smiling at Pain and Agony,
'Storm raises a fist into the air...the AI fans responding with the "Anarchy!
Anarchy!" chant. Slipping through the ropes Jack joins his partners in the
middle of the ring. Metallica's "Search & Destroy" blares over the P.A. system of The
Muny. After several seconds Genocide, flanked by War & Scourge step out onto the top of the
ramp, Genocide with a mic in hand. The music dies out and Genocide raises the mic to his lips
and starts to speak. "Now, before you boys get to worked up, we just came out here to say we
have no intention of fighting you three. Not because we're scared of you, or scared of losing.
No, that's not it. No, we just don't see a point to it. 'Storm, any time you want to put either
of those belts on the line against me one on one I'm all game." Genocide pauses a moment to let
the crowd die off and hands the mic to Scourge. The monster brings that mic to his mask. "Pain,
Agony, we have no quarrel with you, and anytime you want to step into the ring just you and
us, when the outcome means something to our standings we'll be there." Scourge finishes and
hands the mic back to Genocide. "See, we could come down there and dance with you three, but
why? If we win, so what? It won't earn us a shot at what really counts, the straps. If you win
it proves what? Nothing. Besides, we both know what will happen. If we win you'll find some
reason to try and shoot us down if we try and gloat, and if you win we'll do the same. The only
thing that will come from this match is more heat between AI and the Horsemen, which will only
serve to do one thing. Keep us tied up fighting each other when what we all want, the various
straps in the RWA. So enjoy your victory." Genocide smirks and the trio turns and walks
backstage, leaving AI in the ring. Bloodstorm motions for the mic as Kat and Tanisha
join he and XV in the
ring. Scratching his head and grinning the World and Light Heavyweight
Champion speaks, "Let me see if I get this straight...you three don't want to
fight us because you have nothing to gain? Well, I'm glad you guys pointed
out the error in our thinking...see, we figured we were the ones wasting our
time with you three retards. I mean, Pain & Agony are 2-time Tag Team
champions...War & Scourge are really big. XV was recently named Tag Team of
the Year...War & Scourge are still really big. X-Cessive Violence has a
monster truck...did I mention War & Scourge are big? But I see your
point...The Horsemen have nothing to prove do they? And Genocide, you'd be
wasting your time getting in the ring with me too huh? I mean, I'm only a
former TV, 2 time and current Light Heavyweight, and current World
champion...yeah, a win over me wouldn't have boosted your already stellar
career any would it?" Bloodstorm laughs and continues, "Well, that shits just
not gonna fly fellas. And considering the two ass beatings The Horsemen have
already taken at the hands of XV and the fact that you idgits are too chicken
shit to bring your asses to the ring right now, we have no choice but to
bestow the most feared of all labels in professional wrestling upon you
three..." 'Storm tosses the mic over his shoulder where Pain deftly snatches
it out of the air, the one eyed grappler sneers. "Youse three forever be
known now as Anarchy's biotches." Jack takes back the mic and leans against
the ropes as he speaks, "That's right...you're bitches now. If you had a
complete set between the three of ya you'd come down here and try to prove us
wrong, but you won't will you? We didn't think so...ok, we're done, you can
run backstage now, I think Geno is about to wet himself. G'night ladies." AI
then slips from the ring and heads backstage.
Title vs Title Match RWA 2000 WOMEN'S & NECROPOLIS WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIPS
Kat Bohdana
ANARCHY INC. RWA 2000 Necropolis Women's Champion
with Bloodstorm
vs.
Dahlilah The Horsemen RWA 2000 Women's Champion
with Genocide
The lights slowly dim throughout the Arena. The sound of a whip being
cracked, followed shortly by the roar of a lioness heralds the impending
arrival of the Necropolis Women's Champion, Kat Bohdana. "Cat Scratch Fever"
by Ted Nugent begins to play over the PA system as a burst of pyrotechnics
goes off near the wrestler's entrance. When the smoke clears, Kat stands
there, Jack "Bloodstorm" Smith, standing at her side. Her championship belt
is slung over her shoulder as she and Jack make their way to the ring, arm in
arm, and Jack helps her into the ring to await her opponent. "Legs" by ZZ Top
starts over the PA and several blue spot lights converge on the top of the
ramp as the lights dim. A second later a tall curvaceous woman steps into the
circle of light. She wears black high tops, black leather mini shorts and
black leather halter top. Her long white hair is pulled back into a loose
ponytail. As she saunters down the ramp, waving to the hooting fans, and
blowing the occasional kiss, Dawg & 'Zade step out from the back and follow
the woman to the ring. Reaching the ring she pulls her self up onto the apron
and slips through the ropes, pausing to give both sides of the arena a view
of her wares. Dawg & 'Zade split up and slowly move around each side of the
ring. Dahlilah and Kat stand toe to toe, exchanging words as Flint slips into
the ring with a wide grin on his face. Suddenly Kat turns and leaves the
ring, a frown beginning to develop on Flint's face. Quentin turns to say
something to Dahlilah and takes a boot to the gut and then a DDT from the
champ. Dawg and Zade slip into the ring and join Dahlilah in putting the
boots to Flint. After nearly a minute Dawg drags the battered executive to
his feet and delivers the Devastator. Bloodstorm and Kat watch from atop the
ramp, a tight grin on Kat's face, a rather bored expression on 'Storm's. As
Dawg and the Horsewomen leave the ring the Anarch couple turn and slip
through the curtain, disappearing backstage. Back in the ring Flint rises to
his knees for a few moments, then crashes back to the mat face first as the
show cuts to commercial.
