January 7, 2001 Mancuso Convention Center Omaha, NE
Live!
RAGE
8:30 pm CST on OmniTV Necropolis
(Wild Cards..?)
Masked Interlopers
vs
RazorBlade Black Sky At Dawn
The show opens up with the Wild Cards waiting in the ring and then the Arena floor falls in darkness as a time-lapse solar eclipse plays
over the tron screen, suddenly the entire screen flashes a bright white causing those looking at it to look away for a moment as
"Open Your Eyes" by Guano Apes hits the air. Razor and Blade both in full gear their camouflage skin tight pants, dark boots,
and Black Sky open-vest, Razor completely done in brown as his brother Blade is wearing all black in style. Heading down to
the ring and quickly sliding into it Razor hops up on the turnbuckle their masks gleam under the lights of the arena as their music
comes to an end Razor with mic in hand. "Are you Ready?" calls Razor to the crowd as they shout in return to the tag-team,
"then lets get this show on the road cause.. its.. time.. to pArTy!" shouting the word out and getting a full crowd response Razor
hops down on the apron showing that Blade will be starting off first in the match. Ace starts the match off, and he and Blade
circle each other before Blade puts a boot into Ace's gut and doubles him over and then suprizingly Blade jumps back to tag in
Razor who flies off the ropes and leg drops the still doubled over Ace and slams him face first into the mat. Everyone, including
Reno winces. Then the Renegade-tron comes to life with a pizza delivery boy knocking on the door to Arana's locker room.and
when Arana opens the door, the pizza is thrown into his masked face, and the pizza boy, who now is Jamie Woods whips out
two metal bars and wails on Arana before escaping down the hall laughing all the way. Just then the bell rings, drawing
everyone's attention back to the match as the Wildcards work both members of RazorBlade over with their "Vindicator" chairs,
RB getting the DQ win, and if anyone bothers to watch the match replay, a win from a quick tap out by Reno in the "Thousand
Razors".
Dark Hunter
vs
The Killer Cook
Dark Hunter comes to the ring first, to a mediocre pop. The Killer Cook generates an equally dismal amount of heat, despite his long-standing heel status within Necropolis. The two men exchanged holds and counter-holds, the Killer Cook's amateur wrestling background showing as he manages to keep Hunter from gaining any significant momentum. Finally, Hunter latches on a strong headlock and wrenches the Cook down to the canvas. Peterson drops and makes a one-count before the man notorious for inventing the 'Hell's Kitchen Match' raises his shoulder. Dark Hunter keeps the headlock on, squeezing with all his might on the head of the Cook, "He's gonna pop Cook's head like a ripe melon," Nalor wryly interjected. As if on cue, the fans in attendance began to chant, "Bo... Ring... Bo... Ring... Bo... Ring..." to which Hunter released the headlock. The Killer Cook got up, shook out the cobwebs and landed a textbook bridging german suplex ($20 to the first person who gets me a copy of this phantom 'textbook' of wrestling moves - and a web-site doesn't count!). Two-count as Hunter kicks out of the pin. Dark Hunter is whipped into the corner, hitting chest first, he stumbles backward into what looks like a wheelbarrow suplex from the Cook. Instead, Hunter wraps his legs around his foe and rolls him up. Two-count, Killer Cook grabbed onto the bottom rope. The two combatants lock up collar-and-elbow, then the Killer Cook shows off his amateur background, quickly dropping Dark Hunter on the canvas on his belly before locking on a half-nelson in an attempt to roll the man over. Hunter is rolled over, but kips up and fires off a beautiful standing drop-kick to the face of his adversary. Hunter goes out to the apron, then sling-shot shoulder tackles the man with the ice-cream truck. Two-count as the Cook kicks out. Thumb to the eye from the Cook, then a snap DDT. The Cook stood behind his opponent, hands ready. "He's gonna latch on the 'Pressure Cooker', Nalor!" "Yup, g'night, Hunter." As the defacto face got to his knees, the Cook descended upon him, one hand on either side of Hunter's head as the Cook squeezed with all his might. Dark Hunter was close to the ropes, however and managed to grab onto the middle rope and throw his mass forward, sending both himself and the Cook out of the ring through the ropes. Hunter was up at Peterson's six-count and slid back into the squared-circle. The Killer Cook wasn't quite so quick, his head having bounced off the steel guard-rail, but he did roll under the ropes in time to avoid a count-out. Hunter reversed an irish-whip and backed up to the ropes, back-dropping the Cook over and to the... apron. The Killer Cook showed his athletic ability and landed easily on the apron, wrapping an arm around Hunter's throat. Dark Hunter dropped, stun-gunning his opponent on the cable before turning and leaping up and over, trying to drag the Cook off the apron with a sunset-flip powerbomb. Cook held tight to the ropes, refusing to go over as Hunter's feet on the ground gave him equal leverage to pull him into the move. "It's gonna come down to raw physical strength, Colt. Killer Cook's got just as good a hold as Dark Hunter's got. My twenty bucks is on the Cook," as Nalor finishes his sentence, the bell rings, referee Peterson having counted both men out? The Cook released the ropes and went down hard on the lightly padded floor head-first with the powerbomb. Ring announcer Cindy Cartwright allayed everyone's suspicions with the proclamation, "Due to a double count-out, this match is ruled a draw..!"
Massacre The Horsewomen
vs
Red Widow Black Sky At Dawn
The lights go dead as Megadeath's "Bite of the She-Wolf" blares over the speakers. In a few
moments, still in the pitched black arena, four showers of red pyros erupt from the posts on the ring, blinding the onlookers briefly. In the center of the ring stands a tall, muscular blonde woman, wearing a pair of ripped up blue jeans and sleeveless flanel shirt. At ringside stands the Impressive War. Obviously a woman that doesn't care for flair, she just smirks and nods to the fans as she awaits the arrival of her opponent. The Arena lights go into total black out. The renegade-tron showing a solar eclipse as the shadowed forms of Widow and her valet Seint are seen walking out onto the rampway. "Mastermind" by Megadeth booms over the loudspeakers as the renegade-tron sparkles with electricity which seems to empower the mood of the entrance. Widow walks down to the ring in no hurry... wearing her wrestling attire of skin tight pants, boots, and tank-top showing her well formed body... finishing off the attire with her black trenchcoat. Seint only seems to be wearing heavy boots, blue jeans, and a trenchcoat over his shirtless torso topping it off with his shades. Seint steps up on the apron watching the ref closely as he bends the ropes for Widow to enter before dropping back down to the floor and taking her trenchcoat from her to hold. Widow turns around just in time to catch the viscious end of a dropkick which drops her to the mat. Referee Desirée Morales signals for the bell and Massacre immeditely drops for the cover only to be quickly tossed aside. Both women scamper to their feet and Massacre charges towards her foe. Widow quickly sidesteps causing Massacre to sail thru the ropes to the mat below. Widow jumps upon the ropes at the same time that Massacre pulls herself upright. As Massacre turns Widow pushes herself off, sailing thru the air and nailing her opponent. Referee Morales has now reached a count out call of 'three'. She continues counting slowly as Widow jumps to her feet, grabs Massacre by the hair and pulls her upwards, pulling Massacres head into Widows knee. Morales reaches 7 and Widow rolls her opponent into the ring. She then climbs upon the apron and climbs the turnpost, purching herself atop, poised for the attack. Massacre pulls herself upright and turns and Widow once again launches herself at her opponent. This time Massacre is ready and she catches Widow in a bearhug and slams her brutally into the mat. Massacre straddles her opponent and begins to choke her, holding the choke until Morales pulls her off. Both women get to their feet and Widow attacks first, grabbing Massacre by the arm and nailing her with a shortarm clothesline. She reaches down and pulls Massacre to her feet and nails her with a formidable DDT. Widow follows it up with a knee to her opponents sternum then drops and makes the cover, hooking a leg. Referee Morales drops for the count. "ONE!" she calls out loudly... "TWO!"... she pounds the mat for the second time. Before she can hit three, Massacre defiantly lifts a shoulder to stop the count. Widow rolls away and both women scurry to their feet. Massacre immediately grabs her opponent and whips Widow into the ropes. Widow rebounds and both women connect with double clotheslines that leave them laying motionless in the center of the ring. Morales reaches a count of four before both women begin to stir. Slowly they pull themselves upright. The two women face one another and Widow attacks with a strong kick to Massacres but that doubles her over. Widow follows with a 360 degree spinning neckbreaker landing near the center of the ring. Widow then rises to her feet, picks up her opponent, lifting Massacre over her head. What appeared to be a powerbomb is reversed with Massacre facing away, pulling her down in a powerful electric chair drop and Widow quickly makes the cover. Morales drops to the mat and delivers the three count and the victory to the Red Widow...
Tim -
with Wrecker
vs
Tezza Manchester
with Roland Nalor
Blue lights flash on and off, the theme from "Jaws" playing as Wrecker and Tim walk down the
ramp, receiving a round of cheers. Tim's outfit is remarkably normal, featuring pink wrestling
boots with yellow lacing, black shorts with "rWo" on the rump in red, a "Take the plunge"
t-shirt and an armband with a fin on it such as Shark of the WWF used to wear. Smiling and
slapping fans, Tim seems in a good mood. As the duo reach the ring, Tim takes a microphone,
Wrecker keeping a wary eye on Tezza and Nalor both. "I was rather worried about facing a woman
in this match but - hear me out - I realized Tezza HAS earned where she is...and hell, she's a
good wrestler. So good luck t'you Tezza." He proceeds to release the microphone and slide into
the ring. Tim's music is abruptly cut off once the light-heavyweight has entered the ring and is
replaced by "Master of Puppets" by Apocalyptica. Roland Nalor stands from the announcers' desk
and bounds up the steps to the apron, sliding between the ropes and snatching the mic from the
ring announcer. "Ladies and Germs," Nalor chuckles as the crowd boos, "Tonight, my
long-standing disgust with the Rokean World Order is brought to the fore. Boomerang-Man, Tiny
Tim, whatever name you're using now, prepare for the Monster from Manchester, Tezza!" A blast
of pyrotechnics ignite near the wrestler's entrance and "Unforgiven" by Apocolyptica begins to
play over the PA system. The entrance curtains part and Tezza Manchester steps into view. The
6'2", 200 lb. woman, dressed entirely in black, with her shoulder length dark hair braided back,
solemnly makes her way down the ramp towards the ring. About half way down the ramp Tezza takes
off at a run and slides into the ring, quickly jumping to her feet and facing her opponent. As
the bell rings, Tezza charges. Tim lifts his leg for a big boot the face, but misses as Tezza is
still about a foot away from him. As Tim's leg comes down, Tezza keeps on coming with a huge
clothesline, taking Tim off his feet. Tezza gets up and quickly goes to Tim's head, dropping a
knee. Tim is able to roll out of the way, and Tezza connects with nothing but mat. Tim is
quickly on his feet, and as Tezza gets to hers, Tim leaps and hits a dropkick to Tezza's face,
stumbling her back. She falls back, resting on the ropes, and Tim charges her. Tezza ducks down,
back body-dropping Tim to the floor outside the ring. Tezza follows him out, weary of Wrecker,
and grabs Tim. Tezza walks him over to the guardrail holding back the crowd and slams Tim's face
into it, not letting go and doing it again. The referee is counting both of them out, getting to
seven before Tezza rolls Tim back into the ring and follows him. Tim is to his feet, though,
nailing Tezza in the back of the head with a few stiff kicks as she slides in. Tim lifts her to
her feet by her neck and whips her. As Tezza bounces off the ropes, Tim leans forward to hit a
move, but Tezza is still a foot away. She stops right in front of him and puts her legs on
either side of his head. She wraps her arms around his stomach and tries to lift him, but he
kicks his legs, and she can't get him up. She tries again, but Tim kicks again, and then is able
to lift himself up, throwing Tezza over his shoulders. Just then, the crowd begins to cheer and
Kyle Sky-Blight begins to walk down the ramp toward the ring. He walks past the ring, Wrecker,
and Nalor, walking to the announce table and sitting down, putting on a pair of headphone to
comment on the current match. Niether wrestler in the ring notices Kyle, and the match rolls on.
Inside the ring, Tezza is running for Tim with her arm out in a clothesline, and Tim ducks while
she is still about a foot and a half away, popping up just in time to be nailed in the forehead
with Tezza's arm. Tim goes down, and Tezza lifts him to his feet, placing his head between her
legs. At this point, Sky-Blight jumps out of his announcer's chair and folds it up, taking it to
ringside. Nalor jumps on the ring apron, which distracts the ref, sure Sky-Blight will do
something to cost Tezza the match. Nalor is pointing and yelling, but all the ref is doing is
holding him back and telling him to step off the apron. As Tezza lifts Tim upside down in the
air, holding him before piledriving him, Kyle slides the chair in the ring, and it comes to a
stop in perfect position behind Tezza, who hops up a little and hits a powerful piledriver onto
the chair. Tezza, not knowing the chair was there, looks around. Sky-Blight is already on his
way around the ring in avoidance of Wrecker, so Tezza doesn't spot him. She quickly yanks the
chair out from under the unconscious Tim and sliding it back out of the ring, Nalor jumping off
the apron so the ref will make the count. Tezza covers Tim, getting an easy three. Tezza gets
slowly to her feet, looking around and spotting Kyle Sky-Blight, walking backwards up the ramp
with a huge smile on his face, and then turning and running to the back when he sees Wrecker on
a path straight for him. Tezza and Nalor are both looking up the ramp after him, totally stunned
at what Kyle has just done...
Tony Jackson
vs
Flamethrower Black Sky At Dawn
with Red Widow
The arena lights begin to strobe. "Sometimes" by the Throbbin' Hoods begins
to play as Tony Jackson steps out from behind the curtain. The lights still
strobing, Jackson raises his arms above his head, a gesture that is
accompanied by two blasts of white pyro erupting on either side of him. As
Tony makes his
way down the aisle, he slaps hands with fans along the left and part-way down
crosses over to greet those on the right. Reaching ring-side, Jackson walks
up the three-steps onto the apron and slips between the top and middle ropes.
Sliding his white cape off his shoulders, Jackson hands it to a ring
attendant. A single spot-light illuminates him center-ring. Wearing
mid-thigh white trunks and white mid-calf wrestling boots, Jackson looks the
epitome of mesamorphic training. Running his fingers through his dirty-blond
hair, Jackson turns toward the entrance to wait on his rather large opponent.
The arena lights black out as the Renegade-Tron shows a solar eclipse as the
shadowed forms of Flamethrower and his valet Red Widow are seen walking out
onto the rampway. As a red hue covers the entrance for a moment the words
seem to steam out of the speakers "Only the Greatest of Warriors go to Hell"
followed right by "Sleep Now in the Fire" by Rage Against the Machine booms
over the arena as the entire entranceway is caked in pyro exploding around
and behind Flamethrower and his valet as they make their way down to the
ring. Flamethrower is packed down in street gear: his jeans, shirt, boots and
even trenchcoat seem to glisten as if oiled down, Widow wearing hardly
anything but a tight red leather teddy revealing more flesh than it actually
covers up, revealing her lightning tattoo's across her back. Flamethrower
reaches the ring climbing up, bending the rope easily under his weight as
Widow taunts some of the males in the crowd with her seductive teasing.
Flamethrower takes his trenchcoat off and hands it down where the luscious
Widow quickly dons it, covering up much to the disappointment of the male
fans in the audience. The bell is rung and both men approach the middle of
the ring. After a brief staredown Jackson is the first to move, hammering
away at Flamer's enormous belly with a series of punches. The leader of the
Black Sky absorbs the blows with a smile, then grabs Jackson's right fist
with his right and then Tony's left with his left. Flamer leans into Jackson,
trying to drive the smaller man to his knees. Tony wavers for a moment and
appears to begin to fold under the intense pressure Flamethrower is exerting.
Jackson is nearly to his knees when he suddenly explodes back to his feet and
begins to turn the tables on Flamethrower. Flamer looks on in surprise as
Jackson bends his wrists over and presses downward with all his might.
Flamethrower struggles but is unable to break away from his stronger
opponent...he resorts to kicking the inside of Jackson's right knee, knocking
his leg out from under him and regaining his advantage. On one knee Jackson
is unable to gain the leverage he needs against his much more massive
opponent and it appears all Tony can do to keep his wrists from being broken.
After nearly a full minute of this Flamer lifts a knee into Jackson's face
and knocks him to the mat. Flamethrower grabs Jackson as he rises and sends
him to the ropes. Tony ducks the clothesline and rebounds off the far ropes
where he slips under an upraised boot. Again Jackson bounds off the far
ropes, this time hopping to a stop in front of a telegraphed back body drop.
Jackson slaps on a front facelock and begins to lift Flamer for a brainbuster
DDT...but the massive grappler struggles and counters by lifting Tony bodily
into the air and hitting an ugly drop vertical suplex. Flamethrower drags
Jackson to his feet and Gorilla presses him...demonstrating his raw power to
the fans by pressing him several more times overhead. Flamer shows off a
little too much, Tony slipping free and landing behind him. Showing
incredible strength Jackson locks up and hits a reverse brainbuster on the
monster. Flamer grabs the back of his neck as he struggles to get back to his
feet, only to find Jackson waiting with a pinpoint accurate dropkick to his
mush. Flame is back on his feet amazingly fast for such a massive man but is
still too stunned to prevent Jackson from hitting a brainbuster DDT. Again
Flamethrower struggles back to his feet and Jackson locks him in a front
facelock, attempting to hook his leg as well. Flamer resists, flailing away
at Jackson's midsection. Flamethrower breaks free then rakes Jackson's
eyes...as the smaller man backs away he is leveled with a clothesline.
Flamethrower takes a step and then leaps into the air, dropping a HUGE leg
across Jackson's head, neck, and chest. The crowd gasps as over 500 pounds
crashes down and the ref begins to make the count. At the last possible
moment Tony manages to get a shoulder up, drawing cheers from the fans.
Flamethrower drags Jackson to his feet and sends him sailing into the
turnbuckles. Flamer lumbers right behind him but Tony ducks away and 'Thrower
slams chest first into the turnbuckle. Jackson reaches back over his shoulder
and hits a back to back neckbreaker. Tony snorts and blows what appears to be
a bloody wad of mucus from his busted nose, then drags 'Thrower to his feet.
Tony hooks Flamethrower's arms and hits an underhook suplex brainbuster, the
smaller man showing incredible power and technique against his much larger
foe. Jackson wastes no time and quickly begins to position Flamer for the
Gothic Nightmare. Flamethrower struggles but Jackson still hits his double
underhook DDT, Flamer's massive belly taking as much of the impact as his
head. Tony rolls Flame over and makes the pin: ONE..TWO..THREE! NO! Flamer
gets his shoulder up in the nick of time! Jackson slams his fist into the mat
in anger and then begins to pummel Flamethrower about the head and chest. For
over a minute the former Devastator batters Flamer all over the ring before
dropping him with a ring shaking body slam. Tony rolls Flamethrower onto his
belly and begins to set him up in the 'Exsanguinator' elevated crab. Flame
reaches out and manages to lay his fingers across the bottom rope, the ref
forcing Tony to break his hold before he really has it set in. Flamer rolls
out of the ring to collect himself...Tony reaching over the top rope to grab
both ears and pull him back up. Flamer reaches back to grab Jackson's head
and then throws himself off the ring apron, slingshotting Tony back into the
middle of the ring after his throat makes brutal contact with the top rope.
Flamer slowly crawls into the ring, rubbing at his ears, then hits a running
knee lift to knock Jackson back to the mat. Flamer drags Jackson to his feet
and scoops him up...quickly hanging him upside down from the near turnbuckle
in the Tree of Woe. Flamer makes sure Jackson's feet are hooked securely then
takes a few steps back. With a short running start the 500+ pound mammoth
baseball slides feet first into Tony's face! The crowd groans as the bloodied
Jackson slips free and collapses to the mat in a heap. Flamer drags him up
and hits a snap powerbomb into the turnbuckles. Leaping onto the second
(sagging) turnbuckle, Flamer then delivers a big splash to his motionless
foe. ONE, TWO, THRE... Jackson kicks out!!! Flamethrower shakes his head in
disbelief as he assists Tony in getting back to his feet and whips him to the
ropes, the set up for the 'Flamethrower'. Even in his battered, confused
state Jackson manages to grab the top rope and halt his momentum. 'Thrower is
caught a little off guard, especially when Jackson throws himself at him with
a Lou Thesz-press! Flamethrower responds quickly however, catching Tony and
then driving him into the mat with a sloppy spinebuster. Flamer sneers and
drops another big leg across Jackson's throat, this time receiving the three
count and the win. Flamethrower raises his arms in victory, stomps on the
downed Jackson's chest, and slips out of the ring to walk arm in arm with
Widow back up the ramp. Tony slowly sits up, rubbing the neck as he slides
out of the ring to make his way backstage.
Surferz
vs
Terra Firma
with Steven Andrews
The lights go out as "Riptide" by Anthrax begins to play. Blue spot-lights search around the arena before zooming on the entry-way. The Renegade-Tron shows pictures of surfers dominating huge waves. Buddee Rooster and his partner Brody WaveRatt part the curtains, surfboards in hand. Rooster wearing black bermuda shorts and flip-flops. WaveRatt wearing shorts with yellow flowers and boots. Both are shirtless. They give a couple high fives and a couple 'hang looses' on the way to the ring. They slide into the ring each putting their custom surfboard on the ropes across opposing corners. They climb up and 'surf' the ropes for a moment. They jump down and gently slide their boards to the outside. 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. Buddee and Brody do a quick test of rock-scissors-paper and Buddee loses, Brody slipping out of the ring to the apron. Vesuvious steps over the top-rope, allowing the smaller Terra Firmite to start the match as the bell sounds. Rainer immediately goes to lock up with Rooster, but the surfer ducks under his opponent's arms and catches the bigger man from behind, dropping him quickly with a russian leg-sweep. Rainer is up first as Buddee is slower to his feet, looking like he may have landed badly. Rainer scoops the smaller man up and hoists him way up with a press-slam. Rooster impacts the mat hard as Brody looks on. Rainer whips his opponent to the Terra Firma corner and tags in the big man. Vesuvious comes over the top-rope and helps Rainer with the spiking of a piledriver on Rooster. Rainer leaves the ring and as Vesuvious goes for a pin, WaveRatt zips in and drops an elbow on the back of Vesuvious' head, breaking the pinfall attempt at two. As Peterson escorted Brody to the apron, Vesuvious pulled Buddee up with a full nelson and held him for Rainer to punch. Rooster ducked the big haymaker, slipping out of the full nelson, Rainer's fist impacting with Vesuvious' chest, staggering the four-hundred pounder. Brody leaps up and latches on a reverse body-scissors on his larger foe, who drives the Surfer face-down into the canvas with a wheel-barrow powerbomb. Luckily, Rooster rolls out of the way of a massive elbow-drop and tags in WaveRatt. Brody and Buddee rush Vesuvious, staggering the big man with a double clothesline. They follow this up with a double drop-kick which puts the big man's back against the ropes. A double whip culminates with a double back-drop and the ring shakes with Vesuvious' impact. None of the three get up quickly, WaveRatt first, then Vesuvious. Rooster looks to be injured as he rolls out of the ring, clutching his back. Brody backs Vesuvious into a corner and unleashes a chop to the chest. Vesuvious takes it, and the next before WaveRatt backs up, shaking his arm. Vesuvious drops him with a hard running clothesline. A quick tag to Rainer and Vesuvious grabs the legs of Brody, pulling them up and aiming his groin toward the corner Rainer is climbing. The audience marks out, yelling, "Whasssssssssup!?!" as Rainer comes down with a head-butt to the groin of WaveRatt. Going for a cover, Rainer gets a two-count before Peterson is yanked out of the ring by Rooster, breaking the count. Rainer gets up and whips Brody, only to have the whip reversed and WaveRatt hits with a vicious powerslam before rolling out of the ring. The Surferz shake their heads, then walk up the aisle, apparently giving up the match. Brody holding his family jewels and Buddee favoring the small of his back. Peterson, back in the ring, makes the ten-count, Terra Firma looking slightly confused at this turn of events, despite garnering a victory...
RWA 2000 LIGHT-HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Araña
vs
'Concrete'
Nick Jones RWA 2000 Light-Heavyweight Champion
with Jamie Woods
"Black Widow" by Alice Cooper comes over the arena's sound-system as the white
lights switch, bathing the venue 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 unimpeded entry. The drawn out rumbling fills the air, and scattered cheers explode
from the crowd. "Rearranged" by Limp Bizkit fills the air with laid-back infectious grooves, as the Renegade-Tron starts to flash
gray from a hundred light bulbs along it's sides, and the main screen depicts Nick in his early ECW and AWA days, leaping off
top ropes, turnbuckles, ladders and even balconies with unsettling accuracy and impact, if not awesome technique. While this
little display is playing in the background, Nick has made his way down the ramp, Jamie Woods by his side. McSquire takes the
belt, holds it so Araña can see it, and then hands it to the ring attendant before motioning for the bell to ring and the match to get
underway. The two men move towards center ring and right away Jones snaps out a kick aimed at Araña's jaw, but the spider
man has presence of mind to duck, and Jones, who already seems to be moving in for a second move gets met with a quick
standing huracán ranas that sends Jones head first to the mat. Both men are up at the same time and Jones takes a few steps
back, gathering himself back up again. Araña takes this time to head towards the ropes and like greased lightning comes flying
off, but this time Jones as the presence of mind to dodge out of the way and Araña tastes canvas, and then boot as Jones lays
into him. Finally Araña rolls out of the way and slides out of the ring. Jones moves right after him, and Araña catching this slides
back into the ring, but only long enough to leap up and use the top rope as a springboard to come raining down on Jones, the
moonsault suicida crushes Jones to the concrete. ( no pun ) Both men get up slowly, and McSquire begins the count and when
he reaches 6 both men are back in the ring. Araña runs across the ring, but Jones is right behind him, not giving the little luchador
any room and as Araña bounds off the ropes, his eyes widen before his head is nearly taken off by Jones' clothesline. Jones
grabs one of the mexican's legs and wrenches on a simple leg hold, straining Araña's knee, but being so close to the ropes, Araña
quickly grabs on and pulls himself up and breaks the hold of Jones, getting a few good kicks to the face to boot. As Jones
climbs to his feet, he is hit with a second rope moonsault that puts both men back down, Araña floating on for the cover, and
McSquire drops to the mat and hits it twice before Jones kicks out, actually sending the little man back a bit. Woods then jumps
up onto the apron and grabs McSquire's attention, and the Irish ref heads over to Woods, and misses Jones grabbing Araña by
the throat and choking him out, and Jones and McSquire begin to argue, McSquire turning part way to look back at the action
and scowls, turning to Woods, who before can jump off the ropes, gets a boot to the gut through the ropes, and then stunnered,
throat first onto the top rope, sending him flying off backwards to the concrete floor much to the approval of the crowd. This is
enough to distract Jones from his choking and allows Araña to hit a brutal backwards huracán rana and then he climbs over to
the turnbuckle and before Jones can even stir he is hit with a bottom rope moonsault, and then a second rope moonsault and
finally a top rope moonsault that has flash bulbs flashing and the crowd oooing. Araña goes for the cover, but only gets 2 and
8/9ths before Jones gets a shoulder up, and Araña looks at McSquire who crosses the language barrier with a simple shrug of his
shoulders and raising two fingers. Araña pulls Jones to his feet, and tries to whip him to the ropes, but the much bigger man puts
on the brakes and reverses Araña, who flies to the ropes, but grabbing the top and the middle rope floats through, spinning
around and landing on his feet back in the ring, much to the approval of the crowd. Jones doesn't take well to the showmanship
or Araña who raises his hand to acknowledge the crowd, and Jones runs him over like a mach truck, clotheslining Araña to the
floor. Jones is out right after him, and the crowd goes silent as the Underquaker walks down the ramp and after a bit of shuffling
under his robe pulls out a silver Coors can and pours the content down the throat of Jones, after grabbing him by the hair and
pulling him off Araña. Bruno and Security rush down and pull the UnderQuaker off Jones. McSquire watches the UnderQuaker
get taken away as his count gets to 8, and Araña finally rolls in and stop the count, Jones outside shaking and shivering, the
blackish brown liquid dripping down his cheek, but he gets in and the two lock up Jones seeming to lose all sense of control and
after throwing Araña towards the ropes just dives after him. Araña leapfrogs over Jones and heads to the other ropes, Jones
turning and bull charging back, but Araña is ready this time with an off a cross body press that sends both men down. Jones
kicks out at 2, but the match is now totally in Araña's control, Woods still sprawled out on the floor. Jones is up after Araña,
and seems completely unaware that his own finisher, and Araña's is being applied until it is too late, and Araña drops down for
the pin, the three count, and the light-heavyweight championship. Araña quickly rolls out of the ring as Jones gets up and rushes
at him, and Araña grabs the belt and jogs up the ramp and at the top holds up the belt and yells out "Luche" the fans replying with
a decent sized "Libre" although the Jones fans sense foul play as Jones is secured by security until Araña is away.
Television Tapings
Wednesday Night Wrath
Broadcast Date: Wednesday January 10
Troll
vs
'The Underquaker'
Jack Hazard makes his way down to the ring relatively swiftly, sliding in. No sound emits for a long half minute as the audience
whispers among
themselves at the newcomer. Up from the depths of blackness, Al
Yankovic's "Ahmish Paradise" begins to thrum out over the Music Hall,
eliciting a few scattered chuckles. The music continues playing, causing
people to wonder
if the whole thing's a gag. Just before the match is about to be called a
no contest, the curtains part with an equine head as an enormous, black
clydesdale makes its way out onto the ramp. Its rider equally as massive
compared to the norm. the masked, bearded figure in flowing black takes a
controlled ride to the ring as microphones pick up the rumbling whinnies
and grunts of the horse. A few chuckles by the ramp are instantly
silenced with a sharp eyeless glare beneath the executioner style hood.
The figure makes a single circuit of the ring before dismounting and
handing the reigns and three-corner hat to a ring
attendant. He speaks in a low gravelly tone that just barely registers on
the microphones; "You watch him carefully. Shouldst a transpirence occur
with mine steed, thine genetalia will shun thy body". The attendant's
eyes grow wide with a nod as the monstrous meninite climbs into the ring,
quietly eyeing Troll before motioning with methodical, sweeping hands
with the universal "bring it" sign. Troll just that, moving in with the vicious brawling style that is his trademark. Underquaker
pushes him back however, and kicks him brutally in the right knee. Using his momentum, the Underquaker charges forth and
drops Troll with a shoulder bloc. Standing over Troll, the big man grabs either of his legs and puts a foot on his groin, pushing the
legs to both side and probably giving him a bad case of groin-strain. Troll growls and rolls away, Underuaker following and
stomping on the right knee before Jackson tells him to take it easy. Troll gets up, shaking his right leg and testing it. It's clear
some of his muscles've been quite hyperextended. He raches out, pulling Uderquaker close and managing a hip roll. Pulling him
up, Troll tries for a power-bomb but it's countered by a back body-drop. Clearly slowed, Troll won't let it bother his fighting
spirit and starts off an Avalanche Assault. It drives Underquaker back, until the larger man suddenly knees Troll viciously in the
gut and pushes him into the ropes, bringing an elbow into his jaw on the rebound. The Underquaker grabs Troll's right leg and
twists it, hyperextending the leg painfully. A panicked Troll tries to reach for the ropes, but finds he is VERY far away. He starts
inching and shows enormous resilience, finally managing to get his hand around one. The Underquaker releases but stomps down
on the knee as he rises, causing Troll to growl in pain. Troll pulls himself up, helped by the ropes. Leaning back into them, he
manages a clothesline. He pulls up the Underquaker and manages to do a Mjolnir Toss! Unfortunately, the Underquaker lands
crouching. Troll looks taken aback and the Underquaker rolls forward swiftly, straightening and delivering a vicious kick to
Troll's leg that sends him down. The Underquaker gets up, pulling Troll up and tossing him into the corner. He delivers yet
another hard kick to the already battered knee and sets Troll up on the top turnbuckle. The Underquaker proceeds to bend him
over with a foot on the bottom turnbuckle, delivering a mid-air tombstone piledriver and covering for a threecount.
"Apparently..that's the bitter-churn." Colt says. There are mixed reactions as the Underquaker leaves the arena, Troll doing the
same but with assistance.
Wonderland's Misfits
with Alice
vs
Rising Storm
with Allysha
The arena lights flicker between blue and purple as "White Rabbit" plays over
the PA system. A young woman walks out a mic in hand. She is dressed in a
very form fitting blue evening gown that leaves very little to the
imagination. "Please cut my boys music." The music and the lights stop. "I
would like once again to introduce myself, I am Alice and" She turns and
holds her hands back towards the entrance "These are my boys The Wonderland
Misfits." Two rather large guys walk out. She rest her hand on one of the
guys he is 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. "This is Dormouse." She smiles and kisses the man on
the cheek and then moves to the other one. A little 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. "And this is
Madhatter." The both raise their arms to the crowd. 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. When the trio enters the ring thunder
rolls over the p.a. system. The crash of lightning can be seen
flickering over the tron. progressive cello sounds of Apocalyptica slowly
played, clouds gathering upon the Renegade-Tron. Another crash of lightning
and
boom of thunder after a half minute of the calming cello before "Harmageddon"
began playing in earnest. Purple lights strobe through the arena as two
veritable monsters stepped out onto the stage. Both men completely bald and
wearing mid-thigh black tights. As the Apocalyptica theme played over the
speakers, the two monsters strode toward the ring, pausing half-way to the
ring.
Both men turned, pointing toward the entry-way and after a blast of purple
pyro,
a beautiful brunette woman stepped out onto the stage, then strutted down the
aisle toward the twins. As Allysha reached the pair, the trio walked the
remainder of the way to the ring, one moved to the right, the other to the
left.
On either side of the ring, Rising Storm grabbed the middle rope, pulling
themselves up to the ring apron, then stepped over the top-ropes into the
squared-circle. McSquire looks both teams over and then Hatter steps out of
the ring with Alice, and one of the members of Rising Storm steps out with
Allysha, which one, who knows, and who really cares. The bell is rung and
Dormouse raises a hand to do a test of strength with the twin. Ryan/Kevin
just grins and steps up, holding onto his hand and then tying up in the test
of strength. Dormouse gets the advantage early, pushing the Stormite down to
one knee, but the grin just broadens on the bald man's face as he pushes up,
shocking Dormouse completely as he is overpowered and then fingertip suplexed
into the waiting boot of the other twin on the outside. Dormouse falls back
onto his back and the legal twin is on him, choking him with two
hands. McSquire shrugs and waits for Hatter to break the up the choking, the
other Misfit rushing in and leveling the brother with a clothesline as he
looks up. The other member of Rising Storm begins to head in, but McSquire
is over, chastising the second half of Storm, allowing the Misfits to just
hammer the legal Stormite, picking him up and hitting a nasty double
shoulderbreaker that has the crowd wincing. Finally after he gets the
Stormite and Allysha out of the ring and off the apron respectfully, McSquire
finally removes Hatter from the ring, but he is right back in as Dormouse
tags him in, with the Stormite in a headlock. Hatter hits with a leg drop
off the top rope on the back of the Stormite's neck and both men go to the
canvas as Dormouse steps out of the ring and McSquire leans back up against
the ropes to watch. Hatter hammers at the Stormite for a bit before the cue
ball finally manages to block a few punches and return a couple of his own,
before Irish whipping the Misfit and hitting a diving clothesline, and
rolling to the ropes and tagging in his brother. The twin hits the ring like
a hurricane (no pun intended) and levels the Misfit with a huge clothesline
and keeps on going, hitting the ropes by the Misfit corner and popping
Dormouse in the jaw with an elbow sending the man to the floor. Ryan/Kevin
then comes off the ropes and levels Hatter as he stands back up. Dormouse
rushes into the ring as soon as he regains his footing, and McSquire moves to
intercept until he sees the other Stormite rushes in, and McSquire goes to
take Ryan/Kevin out of the ring, leaving his twin to fend off both Misfits,
again penalizing them for trying to be cute and get a double team in their
favor. Finally, after McSquire thinks the Stormite has had enough, he sends
the other Misfit out of the ring but the damage is done. Dormouse continues
to work on the Stormite, leveling him with a DDT, and a belly to belly
suplex, but the suplex leaves the brother too close to the apron and his twin
drags him out, all three of them conferring ringside, finally one slips back
in and goes on the attack. The fury of punches is ugly in the middle of the
ring, and gets uglier as the Stormite grabs hold of the Misfit and sends him
into the ropes and telegraphs a back body drop. Just as it looks like the
Hatter will hit a piledriver, he is fly swatted down to the canvas. The
Misfit gets up, and just as it looks like he will escape from the twin, he is
pulled back and then whipped into the Storm corner where he gets a boot to
the face, and then thrown into the corner again to be pummeled by the
Stormite's a double team effort after the legal tag in this time. Things go
even more south as the Stormites hit the "Lightning Strikes Twice" double
chokeslam and then the pin, as one twin makes the cover, and the other spears
Dormouse to the canvas to stop the save.
Tara Micheals
The N-Phamyss
with Crash
vs
Pisces Fllesh~Saww Posiden
Rokean WAR Order
with 'Tripple~S' Triton
A five second count down pops up on the screen. When it hits zero a single blue fire work is shot down towards the ramp. It hits with a mighty explosion of blue pyro as lighting bolts screech across the omegatron. Tara's music swells as Tara and Crash come out and strike their pose at the top of the ramp. Crash is wearing his Crash hockey jersey cut off jeans with black tights underneath them and Blue and Black and blue boots. Tara is wearing her half shirt version of the Crash hockey Jersey black vinyl pants and high heels. Crash sprays water high into the air and Tara just shakes her head in disgust. The N-Phamyss stroll down giving hi-fives and posing for a couple pictures. Crash pauses seeing a BloodStorm shirt and smiles. Tara stops, waiting for him. Crash hands her the pen but she declines. Crash then scribbles FUCKIN N-PHAMYSS over the shirts face then slides into the ring behind Tara. They both run to their opposite corners and strike their poses, Crash again spraying some water out as the crowd cheers. Crash and Tara both do a back flip into the ring and land with a huge explosion of blue pyro from the ring posts. Crash calls for the mike and jumps back to the top rope. He screams "OMAHA FUCKIN NEBRASKA!!! WELCOME TO THE THUNDER DOME. *The Crowd cheers* THE CWA IS PROUD TO PRESENT THE MOST MUTHA FUCKIN N-PHAMYSS WOMAN IN THE MUTHA FUCKIN WORLD. LADYS AND FUCKIN GENTLE MAN PUT YOUR HANDS TO GETHER FOR TARA MUTHA FUCKIN MICHEALS. The crowd goes nuts as Crash jumps down and hands Tara the mike. Tara speaks, "Thank you thank you. You guys rule. You all ready for ne to kick some Fishy ass.. again? I mean shit if she shows her gnarly crusty ass Then I'll have no problem raining down the WRATH OF THUNDER Upon the fuckin coward.*The Crowd Cheers wildly and Tara smiles liking the reaction* Then lets do this.*hands the Mike back to Crash Crash speaks* . *Holds up a finger* But first I want all you little N-Phamytes to do me a favor. I want you to *big pause* Sit your ass down *big pause* Drink some beer*big Pause* AAAANNNNNNDDDDD *Tosses the mike into the crowd as they explode with MAKE SOME FUCKN NOISE. Crash gives Tara some Dap before flipping over the top rope landing gracefully to the apron and stepping down and Tara turns to await the arrival of her opponent. The lights dim, the eerily familiar blue and green washes over with the Jaws theme waifting through the arena. The crowd goes wild as Linkin Park's "One Step Closer" trebles to the chorus and the spotlight shines on the winner of the "Ugliest Woman in the RWA2K" award strolls down the ramp, escorted by her equally hideous brother. She looks better, calmer than she was before her vacation, though... for some reason... her stringy hair stands on end as if she stuck a finger in a light socket, bit too hard on an electric eel, or bit through a power box during one of her brother's matches... you know the look. Going on the theme of the Bride of Frankenstein, she's dressed in a too tight white "Dress" that's more a body suit. During the theme song, a quote from Austin Power's, "She's a Maaaaan, baby" can be heard and she shoots a look at her brother, who just grins and waves to the audience. She vaults herself into the ring and faces down her opponent. Pisces circles her opponent, a hideous grin on her face then quickly lashes out, grabbing Tara by the throat and tossing her into the corner. Referee Desirée Morales signals for the bell as Pisces follows up with a running shoulder into her cornered opponent and adds insult to injury with a flurry of fists that drop Tara to the mat. Pisces backs herself up and takes off at a run. She gets a taste of the turnposts as Tara rolls out of the ring just in time. The impact staggers Pisces back only a couple steps as Tara stands leaning on the apron. Pisces quickly approaches the ropes, reaches over and grabs a handful of hair, pulling Tara upwards onto the apron. Tara responds by reaching up and clasping both hands around Pisces head then kicking herself out and away from the apron, letting go just as Pisces throat connects with the top rope. Pisces falls backwards with a huge thud and Tara quickly re-enters the ring. Tara moves to hit her prone opponent with a falling elbow only to get a taste of mat herself as Pisces easily rolls out of the way. Tara clutches her elbow as Pisces pulls herself upright and hits with a leg drop across Tara's sternum. Pisces the drops upon her opponent and unceremoniously hooks a leg. When referee Morales fails to start counting an irrate Pisces yells out at her. Morales simply shakes her head, telling Pisces that she should've hooked both legs. Pisces looks over to see what the ref is talking about and, sure enough, Tara has managed to get one foot on the ropes. Pisces slams her fist hard on the canvas as she releases her foe. Both women pull themselves upwards and Pisces again attacks quickly, hooking Tara's head. Tara answers by pushing Pisces backwards into the corner with all her might. Tara grabs a hold of the ropes on either side of Pisces then hits down hard with the heel of her foot into Pisces foot. The minor attack was just enough to cause Pisces to release her hold of Tara's head. Tara then drives her head repeatedly into Pisces gut and doesn't back off until ordered to do so by Morales. Tara backs off as ordered and Pisces pulls herself upright. She charges her opponent with a clothseline that Tara manages to duck and that sends Pisces herself into the ropes. Tara backs up and bounds herself off the opposite side ropes and when both women meet in the middle Tara hits with an impressive bulldog. Tara quickly jumps to her feet and hits with a knee to Pisces throat. Both women get to their feet and Pisces quickly latches on with a bearhug. Tara responds by tickling her opponent which sends Pisces into a fit of laughter. Tara turns and hits with a ddt, but Pisces is still laughing hysterically. Tara takes advantage and sits atop her opponents mid-section, tickling her mercilessly. In the process, Tara places her feet on Pisces shoulders. Morales sees this and quickly drops to the mat, delivering the three count and the victory to Tara Michaels. Tara quits tickling her foe and jumps to her feet where Morales raises her hand. Tara then slides out of the ring and she and Crash head up the ramp as Thunder plays again leaving a laughing Pisces lying in the middle of the ring as the show cuts to commercial...
3-Way Dance
Crash
The N-Phamyss
with Tara Micheals
vs
Stargazer
vs
Kyle Sky-Blight
malfean World disOrder
A five second countdown apears on the screen. When it hits zero a single blue fire work is shot down from the rafters tword the ramp. It hits with a huge gust of blue pyro. "Pretty Fly for a white guy" swells through the PA. Crash walks out strutting in time to the music he is wearing the Crash hockey jersey, cut off jeans with black tights underneath them and black and black boots with the Crash mushroom cloud on the sides On his arms are long tight black gloves with the fingers cut out like Gambit from teh X-men. Tara Micheals comes out with him and they strut to the ring wearing a half shirt version of the hockey jersey, skin tight vinyl pants and high heals.. Crash pauses to scribble "Fuckin N-Phamyss" over the face of the latest Kat Bohdana T-shirt with his trademark blue marker that he throws into the crowd. He continues the strut to the ring as Tara jumps under the bottom rope and strikes the N-Phamyss Pose the N-Phamyss fans cheer. Crash leaps up onto the apron sringboarding off the top rope doing a flip over Tara landing on his feet infront of her, arms out pointing to the sides in the N-Phamyss Pose the crowd goes nuts at Crash's complete flamboyency. He runs over to the corner and leaps to the top rope striking his pose again and motions for the mike. The Great one speaks..."LADY'S and GENTLEMEN...WELCOME TO THE BOMB SHELTA!!!!" The Crowd joins him in his trademark opening. He pulls off his hockey jersey and tosses it into the crowd. his slim but athletic chest glissens as he speaks again I know why all you mutha fuckin N-Phamytes are up in this bitch tonight. Ya'll are here to watch me devistate The Ad ANUS and his ass buggin brotha Pecker. So here's what I want you mutha fuckin N-Phamytes to do is I want you to make some mutha fuckin noise in this bitch I want ya'll to yell and scream and fuckin light this mutha fucka up. I want all you fuckin N-phantiles up on your mutha fuckin feet cuz this match is gunna be the shit. I want ya'll screamin as I destroy pretty boy and his anal probin mutha fuckin friend. So in closing I want you all to... Sit your asses down....... Drink some beer.....AAAAAAAAANNNNNNNDDDD!!!!" Crash tosses the mike into the crowd as they explode with "MAKE SOME FUCKIN NOISE!!!" James Colt makes a request to the fans, "Please don't go anywhere, Wednesday Night Wrath will be right back after these messages from our sponsors." Stargazer and Kyle Sky-Blight make their way to the ring during the commercial break that featured ads for 'Ten Tickle Ales' 'Tellus Games' new RWA 2000 title and a spot featuring Cap'n Bill Hallahan promoting his chain of seafood restaurants. The bell sounds immediately after the commercial break, Kyle and Crash seeming to have made some sort of truce as they both rush Stargazer for a double clothesline. The oriental wrestler ducks the clothesline and as his opponents turn around and rush him, he delivers a stunning double Japanese arm-drag which sets off flash-bulbs throughout the arena. 'Gazer motioned for both his opponents to 'bring it' with the well-known hand-gesture. The martial artist/wrestler is poised for some quick action, hitting a round-house kick on Kyle after Crash shoved the mWdOer forward. 'Gazer was then dropped with a second-rope springboard drop-kick from Crash. Following up quickly, Crash wraps up 'Gazer's legs, turning him over into a scorpion deathlock/sharpshooter. 'Gazer reaches out for the ropes, but they're much too far away (as evidenced by Crash holding onto the ropes on his side to add leverage to the submission hold. Sky-Blight takes a quick survey of the situation before rushing and hitting a sideways crucifix-flip on Crash, rolling the N-Phamyzer into a pin. Two-count. Stargazer got to his feet, favoring his left leg and leaning in a corner as his opponents struggled with one another. Crash reversed a whip, sending Kyle into the corner where 'Gazer waited. The oriental wrestler fired in a superkick on Sky-Blight, dazing the man, who was then victimized by a reverse DDT from Crash. Two-count. Stargazer dropped an elbow on Kyle, Crash having rolled out of the way of the impact. Stargazer whipped Crash across the ring, telegraphing a back-drop which Crash turned into a piledriver - Kyle aiding by spiking the Chinese superstar. Sky-Blight made the cover, but the N-Phamyss man yanked him up by the hair before hitting him with a "Crash-A-Currana" irish-whip into a hand-spring rana. Rolling Stargazer out of the ring, Crash went to the outside and was quickly on the top-rope. Looking down on his opponent, Crash turned around and delivered the "Dive Bomb" flowing moonsault. Hooking a leg granted Crash the three-count and victory in this 3-Way Dance...
Ebony
malfean World disOrder
vs
Dahlilah The Horsemen
with Genocide
The arena lights dim and go out as "Gutter Glitter" by Switchblade Symphony plays over the PA system. A silver spotlight roams over the crowd before stopping at the top of the ramp on the masked and cloaked figure of Ebony. She walks down to the ring at the apron she grabs the ropes and pulls herself up and then slides into the ring. She grasps the bat-eared wolf mask and lifts it off. Her pale skin bathed in the silver light which fades as the arena lights come back on. She undoes her cloak and waits patiently for 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, Genocide steps out from the back and follows 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. Slipping into the ring she twirls on the balls of her feet, raising her hands over her head. Genocide moves ringside to watch the match. Dahlilah turns to face her opponent only to be met with a viscious chokeslam. Referee Desirée Morales signals for the bell and Ebony then moves to attack again and reaches down to grab the prone Dahlilah. Dahlilah must've been playing oppossum because the moment that Ebony is within arms reach Dahlilah moves quickly, grabbing her opponent, pulling her over her and rolling Ebony up into a pin. Morales barely makes a one count before Ebony furiously kicks out. Both women get to their feet and an enraged Ebony charges her opponent, taking Dahlilah to the mat with a thunderous spear. Straddling her opponent, Ebony punches Dahlilah furiously. Dahlilah responds by drawing her legs up and hooking Ebony, tossing her backwards with her powerful legs, using her legs to pin Ebonys shoulders down. Ebony is able to roll herself out of the pin, preventing Morales from making a count. Both women get to their feet and quickly tie up. Ebony attempts to whip her opponent only to have the move reversed. Ebony is sent to the ropes and Dahlilah charges, clotheslining Ebony as she hits the ropes, sending both women over and onto the floor below. Dahlilah is first to her feet and she grabs Ebony by the head, pulling her to her feet, and slamming her head repeatedly into the apron. On the fourth slam, Ebony puts her hands down to block the slam then she unceremoniously knocks Dahlilah's hands away and returns the favor. Ebony then quickly follows up with another whip attempt, but Dahlilah outwits her and reversed the whip, sending Ebony sailing into the steel steps. Morales reaches the count of 8 when Dahlilah pulls up her opponent and hefts her onto the ring apron, rolling her into the ring and follows quickly behind. As Dahlilah follows behind, Ebony reaches bag and pulls Dahlilah over her, rolling Dahlilah up into a pin which Dahlilah quickly kicks out of. Both women pull themselves upright and Dahlilah takes Ebony to the mat with a hairgrab takeover. She then follows up with a brutal knee to Ebony's throat and a quick elbow drop. Dahlilah attempts the pin, but Ebony quickly gets a shoulder up. Both women once again get to their feet and this time Dahlilah attempts to whip her opponent into the corner only to have the move reversed. Ebony follows up quickly by charging her opponent with an awesome splash that slightly drops her opponent. Ebony once again charges, but Dahlilah quickly moves out of the way. Ebony hits hard into the turnbuckle, chest first. Ebony staggers backwards and Dahlilah quickly moves in behind, rolling her opponent up with a rolling prawn hold. Morales drops to the mat and makes the three count, awarding the victory to Dahlilah.
RWA 2000 NECROPOLIS CHAMPIONSHIP
Nightmare Black
with Roland Nalor
vs
X-Cessive Pain
ANARCHY INC. RWA 2000 Necropolis Champion
with X-Cessive Tanisha
Nightmare appeared to have this match well in hand, battering the champ with
a barrage of slams and a pair of powerbombs, until he went for his infamous
'Powersault'. Pain had the devastating move well scouted and managed to wrap
his feet in the ropes, sending Black sailing to the mat alone. Pain quickly
nails an Anarch Jam from the top turnbuckle, right across the back of
Nightmare's head. Pain grabs a table Nalor had pushed into the ring earlier
and sets it up...but Black's manager slides under the bottom rope and winds
up to drill the Necropolis champ with his cane. Pain turns and stops Nalor in
his tracks with but a glance, then snatches the cane from his grasp. Turning,
he nails the slowly rising Nightmare with the cane and then spins to lay out
Nalor as well. Pain drags Nightmare to his feet then lays him out across the
table. Pain turns to climb the turnbuckle then stops and points down at
Nalor. The crowd explodes into cheers and Pain nods in agreement as he lifts
Nalor and lays him atop Nightmare in a '69' like position. The crowd roars as
Pain climbs to the top turnbuckle again. Raising a fist into the air in the
classic AI salute, Pain then performs his 'Pain Drop' springboard moonsault,
driving both Nightmare and Nalor through the table beneath him. Flint calls
for the bell and tosses Pain's belt into the ring before storming back up the
ramp in, obviously upset.
