ICWF VD14 pt. 1

[Donny Marshall]

The ICWF is a federation that has been around for over four years now, and
currently has over 80 wrestlers on it's roster. If interested in joining,
please go to http://www.icwf.org .

Here is a PPV we just had in it's entirety, entitled VD14.

Without any further adieu.......

B O O M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes into a three-way split screen displaying pictures of
Snake Eyes, Suicide, and Serpent in three framed boxes as fireworks and all
sorts of pyro explode against a black field behind the pictures.]

"Slick" Mick (Voice-Over): Tonight, these three men will battle in a local
Twin Cities mall to decide who truly is the more hardcore rookie wrestler in
the ICWF. The match is bound to be brutal. Which one will survive?

B O O M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes again, this time displaying another three-way split
screen with Damian, Ragnarok, and Bertha.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): These three men, and woman, have been battling over
the Television title since Holiday Horrors. Tonight, the Television title
will hang in the balance as they decide who is the true champion!

B O O M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes again into yet another three-way split screen,
displaying pictures of Bombs Away, Disturbed, and the Master in each of the
frames.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): A first in the ICWF! This is a Triangle Handicap
match! Will the strength and skill of the tag teams be too much for the
loner, The Master? Or will The Master prove tonight that he has the
strength and skill of two men? The Master has been impressive of late, but
he is facing a team that are former World Tag Team Champions, and a rookie
team that are hungry for victory! Who will come out alive?

B O O M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes again into a two-way split screen, one side with Thomas
Swinger & Kris Natural, the other side with pictures of Giant John Rudnick &
"Beast" Brock Gruber.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): Two of the hottest new superstars take on the ICWF's
resident wrestler wrecking crew in a Hell in a Cell match! These matches
are brutal and it's Rudnick & Gruber's home turf! Will they prove too
vicious for Swinger & Natural, or can Swinger & Natural cut the two big men
down to size?

B O O M!!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes again into a split screen of the Deadly Duo with Deadly
Joe on one side, and Order of Vengeance on the other.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): The World Tag Team champions, the Deadly Duo, come up
against some tough customers in the Order of Vengeance. The titles are on
the line. Both teams are hungry for the glory and the recognition, Deadly
Duo to add to theirs, Order of Vengeance to get their first taste. Which
team wants it more?

B O O M!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes again into a split screen, one side with Patrick Shade
and a silhouette covered with a big question mark, the other side with c5
and Headhunter.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): The Empire is coming out slugging and have it in for
the current World Heavyweight Champion, Patrick Shade. But who will Shade's
partner be? And will he be enough of an edge to defeat two of the toughest
Empire members, "c5" Steve Lundman and Headhunter?

B O O M!!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes again, and breaks into an eight-way split screen,
displaying the images of Hades, Deon Langston, Sean Stone, Headhunter, c5,
Mr. Ericksen IV, Samson, and another silhouette with a question mark over
it.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): The United States Heavyweight title has been vacant
since Patrick Shade was forced to vacate it after VD14 when he won the World
title. That vacancy will be filled tonight by one of these men in another
ICWF first! The first ever Pyramid match! Which one will it be?

B O O M!!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes over and over as Mick does his final voice over, after
each explosion, displaying a four-way picture of the members of each
Survivor Series team.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): And the big one....Eight teams of four men will
compete for a chance to earn a shot at the ICWF World Heavyweight title
in....

BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!

[The screen displays an image of the empty Empire Rules Cage.]

"Slick" Mick (V.O.): ....this cage! Which one will step up, give his all,
survive, and win his crack at the richest prize in professional wrestling?
Stay tuned folks, because VD14 is about to commence!!!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!

[The screen explodes once more, and then goes black.....]

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!

[The camera has faded to an interior shot of the Target Center in
Minneapolis, MN, and catching the pyro and fireworks firing off at the top
of the entrance ramp! The crowd is going bananas! Signs are being waved.
The audience is a sea of signs, some witty, some not! The camera swings
around over the crowd as spotlights work their way over the sea of humanity.
The corner posts of the ring suddenly explode in blue flames and sparks
shower down from the lighting trusses just over the ring and the cages
suspended high above the arena, looming there, as reminders of what is
coming this night. The camera then fades to the broadcast booth where Barry
Gates and Gerald Casale are seated, headsets on, both wearing very spiffy
black tuxedos. Gates is all smiles and enthusiasm. Casale looks like he's
smelled a particularly rancid fart.]

Gates: Hello, everyone and welcome to VD14! Well, Gerald, this is it! The
big event we've all been waiting for!

Casale: Maybe you've been waiting for it. Personally, I find this tuxedo
itchy and I'll be glad when this is all over so I can go back to the hotel
and get rid of it!

Gates: There is so much going on tonight! This pay-per-view is packed with
all sorts of action, and it's bound to be a wild night!

Casale: Yeah, yeah, get on with it!

Gates: Our first match of the evening isn't even here in the arena! It's
taking place in a mall somewhere in the Twin Cities!

Casale: Oh, boy! Blood early in the night! I hope the ICWF has payed up
their insurance, because these three guys could demolish the place!

Gates: It's gonna be crazy, that is for sure! Let's throw it to "Slick"
Mick for the introductions!

**************
~{Mall Brawl}~

Serpent
Vs.
Snake Eyes
Vs.
Suicide
**************

<"Slick" Mick is standing in the center of the ring by himself. He's looking
pretty sharp in his tux.>

"Slick" Mick: Ladies and gentleman. If you would please direct your
attention to the Intence-tron for the following match.

<<INTENCE-TRON>>

<It's a mall. I pretty nice one at that. There are white tiles all over the
floor. Down the way to the right is the food court, to the immediate left is
an escalator leading to the second floor, and crossing from the left to the
right on the second floor is a bridge.>

P.A.: Attention shoppers... the following contest is scheduled for one fall
and is a 'Mall Brawl' match. Introducing first, near the Burgerking, from
Seattle Washington, and weighing in at 188 pounds...... SUICIDE!!

<Suicide chucks a Pepsi into a trash can and turns around. He stretches a
bit and waits for the match to begin.>

P.A.: And his first opponent, sitting on the bench near the escalator,
weighing in at 232 pounds.... SNAKE EYES!!

<Snake Eyes hears his name called and jumps to his feet. He reaches under
the bench and grabs a metal baseball bat.>

P.A.: And their final opponent, exiting the KB Toys store, weighing in at
231 pounds and hailing from the Midgar Swamp Mississippi, he is SERPENT!!

<Serpent walks out of the KB Toys with a bag from the store. Looks like he's
bought a few things. He removes his snake eye hologram glasses and glances
back and forth between his two opponents.>

P.A.: Attention shoppers... LLLLLET'S GET READY TO SHOOOOOOP!

<A referee walks out from the bathroom, zips up, and stands between the
three men. He signals the match to begin and jumps out of the way.>

Gates: That's gonna be his only job in this match, that and make the 3
count.

Casale: I hope this gets good.

<Snake Eyes begins approaching Serpent with his metal bat. Serpent reaches
into his toy bag and pulls out.............. a wiffle bat.>

Casale: Oh god.

<Snake Eyes laughs a little at this and comes out swinging. Serpent ducks
and whacks him in the knees. SE limps a bit and tries again, but once again,
Serpent ducks and whacks his other knee. SE falls to his knees and drops the
bat. Suicide, figuring this was a good time to get involved, grabs the
wiffle bat on the blunt end, but Serpent doesn't wanna' let go. They have a
little tug-of-war until Suicide kicks Serpent in the gut and slips behind
him, and while both are still holding the bat, Suicide slips it between
Serpent's legs and yanks upward.>

!!!DING!!!

<Serpent rolls over and tries crawling away. Suicide throws the plastic bat
onto his shoulder and walks over to SE, who is getting to his feet. Suicide
whacks him in the head... no effect. He tries again... no effect. He starts
going ballistic on his ass... no effect. SE fingers Suicide's eyes and irish
whips him into a cement planter. He goes over the little wall and lands face
first in the planting soil. He seems satisfied and turns around, to meet a
face full of sillystring. Serpent seems to have bought lots and lots of cans
of sillystring (goes to show how good the ICWF pays). In about 10 seconds,
the cans are empty. Serpent checks them, the tosses them over his shoulders.
He turns over and bends down to pick up more cans. SE seizes the opportunity
and shoves Serpent through a Timex store window with his boot. SE wipes the
string out of his face and goes searching for Suicide, who has disappeared
from the planter.>

Casale: You see how Serpent went through that window? That was great.

Gates: How can you say that... think of the owner of the store!

<SE is walking around, thinking of where Suicide went, when all of a sudden,
a cardboard box full of packing peanuts falls onto his head. SE looks up and
sees Suicide peering over the rail of the bridge. Snake Eyes, unhurt from
the box, runs to the escalator and stands on the first step. He gets to the
top...>

!!!CLACK!!!

<To meet a restroom sign to the head from a Suicide he just jumped from
behind a corner. SE falls back and rolls down the stairs back to the bottom.
Suicide stairs at the barely moving Snake Eyes. The camera zooms in on SE's
face. He's not bleeding, just really pissed. Wait, what's that in the
background... the camera zooms in on a person climbing one of the trees
sitting in a planter box. The camera focuses to show that the person is
Serpent. He leaps from the tree onto the handrail of the bridge. Suicide
sees him and starts hustling over. Serpent crawls over the rail, to land on
his ass. He stands up and turns around to the charging Suicide. As they
meet, Serpent spins around and whacks him in the head with his moldy
partner, Bread.>

Gates: Where did that bread come from?

Casale: That's what the giant bulge in his pants was.

Gates: ???? *stares at Casale*

<Suicide stumbles back a couple of steps, and takes some more whacks from
Bread. He is knocked into the railing and begins to fall backwards. Serpent
winds up, but is bet with a spear from Snake Eyes. He stands up.>

Snake Eyes: If anybody's goin' to send him over, it's gonna be me!

<SE turns to face Suicide, who has regained his sense and kicks SE in the
ribs, causing him to stumble back and into the other guardrail. Serpent
charges and clotheslines him over the side!!>

Gates: Oh my god!

Casale: *waiting for the crash...*

!!!FOOMP!!!

Casale: huh?

<The cameraman looks over the edge to see that SE has landed on a tarp
overhang above a little restaurant. He is sprawled on the stripped red and
white tarp. A wicked grin crosses Suicide's face. Then all of sudden, it
changes to shock as the sight of a masked man leaping off the guardrail and
hitting a flying headbut [Lethal Fang] onto SE on the tarp. The tarp
obviously rips in the middle and both fall and go through a round
eating-table. Suicide sighs and runs down the escalator. He walks up to the
two bodies and pins Serpent. The ref leaps over the table in order to get a
good view.>

ONE!!

TWO!!

TH... kickout

<Referee Justin Pitts raises two fingers to Suicide, who thinks he won. He
can't believe this and grabs Serpent by his head and stands him up. He's
wobbly, but he's up. Suicide punches the bloody face (Timex Window). And
again, and again, and again. Finally, Serpent finds some strength to punch
him back. They begin trading blows, back and forth. Suicide goes for a
punch, but Serpent hooks the arm and punches. Suicide tries again, Serpent
hooks the arm and punches back. Suicide tries one more time, Serpent hooks
the arm and punches back, but doesn't let go. With the right arm hooked,
Suicide can't do anything but take the punches being delivered by Serpent.
After about the 10th punch, Serpent hooks the other arm and underarm
suplexes Suicide through a Victoria's Secret store.>

Casale: Would you look at that fine chick? She has big Bijoodas!

Gates: That's a mannequin, Gerald.

Casale: It is?

Gates: *sigh*

<Suicide takes down a couple of the "sexy" mannequins on his way down. His
face it badly bleeding. Now the only man who hasn't been sent through a
window and the only one not bleeding (amazingly), Snake Eyes, has gotten up
and sneaked behind Serpent with a folding chair in hand. He winds back and
floors Serpent in the back of the noggin, sending him through the already
broken window. He lands on top of Suicide, who is on a mannequin. It looks
like a messed up threesome. Snake Eyes laughs at this and steps through the
window. He rolls the two off of each other. He grabs the leg off of the
fallen mannequin and raises it into the air. He then kicks Suicide and
Serpent a little to wake the up. Serpent gets to one knee first, quickly
followed by Suicide right behind him. SE winds up and swings at the now
standing Serpent, who ducks, causing the leg to deck Suicide in the head. He
goes back to the ground onto the mannequin, into another compromising
position.>

Casale: Now now, wait until after the match. HAHAHA!

Gates: HAHA.

<Serpent grabs Snake Eyes from behind and picks him up into an extended
torture rack. He then does a little twirl and turns the torture rack into a
reverse DVD [Venom Coil], sending SE's head crashing in to the carpet. He
floats over into the pin.>

ONE!!

TWO!!

<Where is three? The ref has apparently slapped his hand down the second
time onto a piece of glass, which is now wedged into his hand. He stands up
screaming, and begins running around in circles. Serpent can't believe his
luck and gets off of Snake Eyes. He steps through the window and looks
around for what else he can do.>

Serpent: AH HAH!

<His face lights up with glee, although he's wearing a mask and you can't
see his face, you can tell he's excited. He picks up the bleeding Suicide
off of the mannequin and drags him by his arm across the mall. They go a
good distance down to the other end of the mall. They come up to a store
with a giant sign above the display window "ICWF Slopzone Store". Serpent
looks at Suicide, who is starting to regain his senses, and back at the
window. He takes him by the neck and pants and throws him at the window.
Suicide flies through the air, but lands on the floor and slides to a stop
right in front of the store. Serpent walks over to Suicide, who swiftly
knees him in the berries.>

!!!DING!!!

<Suicide flips to his feet and grabs the hunched-over Serpent and turns him
around and sends HIM through the window.>

!!!CRISH!!!

<Suicide rolls on the floor over the broken pieces of glass. Let's take a
look at the window count for today!>

SUICIDE=1

SNAKE EYES=0

SERPENT=2

<Not good for Serpent. He is laying on the floor, blood seeping through the
rips in his mask and costume. Suicide gives a little laugh and steps over
his prone body. He takes a bit to walk through the aisles. There are some
action figures, some that 'bleed' fake blood and some that come with little
chairs to hit each other. Suicide turns a corner and enters an eerie aisle.
It has tons and tons of cardboard cutouts of the ICWF superstars, all are
extremely life like. He walks by c4, Sean Stone, Kris Natural, Darkwind,
Snake Eyes, referee Justin Pitts, and Hades. He keeps jumping back and
forth, thinking it's somebody after him. Then all of a sudden...>

!!It's c69!!

<Actually, a cardboard cutout falls over and into Suicide, but cause him to
jump back and bump into some more cutouts. Wait, the Snake Eyes cut out is
moving! It raises a metal bar and whacks Suicide in the back of the noggin.
He falls to his knees, to meet another shot by the metal bar. This takes him
out and down. Suicide flips him over and pins him. The 'cardboard cutout' of
referee Justin Pitts jumps down and counts.>

ONE!!

TWO!!

<Serpent is there to break the count! Wait, it's a cardboard cutout of
him...>

THREE!!

P.A.: Attention shoppers, here is your winner of the mall brawl... SNAKE
EYES!!!

<Snake Eyes wobbles to his feet and has his hand raised by the ref. He yanks
his arm away and walks back out the window. But didn't notice that Serpent
wasn't there. He walks down a bit through the mall and hears something. He
jumps into defensive stance and looks around. Then...>

!!THUMP!!

!!CRASH!!

!!CRASH!!

<He's blind-sided by a moldy piece of bread to the face, sending him through
the air and through a jewelry store window. He lands on a glass counter
covered with jewels, which of course breaks, and Snake Eyes lays in small
pool of blood as he lays motionless on the floor, surrounded by millions of
pieces of glass. Serpent looks at the knocked-out Snake Eyes and walks away
with Bread in his arms.>

<<END TRANSMISSION>>

========================
Winner: SNAKE EYES
========================

Casale: WOW! What a way to start a pay-per-view! Too bad it's just gonna
go downhill from here!

Gates: You have to be kidding! If that's just the start, this pay-per-view
will be simply HISTORIC!

Casale: Quit your blathering, chrome-dome and let's get the next match
going!

[The following appears on the Intensetron....]

3....

2....

1....

ACTION !!!!!!!!!!!!!

# KA=BOOM #

["Hollywood" by P.O.D. hits the PA as the ICWF "Superstar" Matthew Dawkins
parts the curtains with the lovely Bianca by his side. Green confettie
shapped like dollar bills fly through the air as Dawkins, dressed in a
black suit, makes his way down to the ring.]

Gates: I can't believe it...We havn't Seen Matthew Dawkins since Holiday
Horrors when Francesco Polizzi embaressed him !

Casale: It's about time he returngs....GRRRRR....Look at BIANCA !!!! WAHOO
!!!! Im already excited !

["Superstar" Matthew Dawkins walks up the ring steps as Bianca follows. She
is wearing a green miniskirt and is counting 100 dollar bills as Dawkins
holds the ropes open for her. She casually and seductively walks over to
Slick Mick and plants a kiss on his cheek as he hands her the mic.]

Casale: Wahoo ! Speak to me !

Gates: Pipe Down you pervert !

Bianca- Ladies and Gentleman, It's been a long time since the true Wrestling
ICWF Superstar and I have graced you with our presence !

Crowd: BOOOOOOO !!!!

Bianca- (In her Banshee like voice) SHUUUUUUUUT UUUUUPPPPP !!!!!

Crowd: SHE'S A CRACK WHORE ! (CLAP ! CLAP ! CLAP CLAP !) SHE'S A CRACK
WHORE ! (CLAP ! CLAP ! CLAP CLAP !) SHE'S A CRACK WHORE ! (CLAP ! CLAP !
CLAP ! CLAP CLAP !)

(Bianca is raving like a mad woman as she's literally ready to pull her hair
out....She slams the mic into Dawkin's chest and tells him to settle the
crowd.)

"Superstar" Matthew Dawkins: Listen up you Inbreds ! Show some respect for
the Hottest...Brightest....and Sexiest Woman in this Arena !

(The crowd continues their obscene chants directed towards Polizzi's ex
wife. Bianca grabs the mic.)

Bianca- We are here because Im calling out....SUSAN ! Francesco's little Ho
that he's parading around with....Susan if you want some of me....I'll be
here at MND next week !

(Bianca hands the mic back to "Superstar" Matthew Dawkins.)

"Superstar" Matthew Dawkins: I bet you all have wondered where me and Bianca
have been the past two months. Well contrair to popular belief, We have been
living the high life visiting places such as the Carribean, Jamaca, and
Hawaii ! We have lived a life that only the elite in society have the
opportunity to do !

(Pause)

"Superstar" Matthew Dawkins- Now Francesco made up this hogwash story about
how he had me begging for mercy as he was fitting me for shoes. That's
nonsense ! As a matter of fact, It was Francesco who was begging me to
fulfill our deal and continue paying his debts ! Polizzi is a crook...a
liar....Heck, He might as well be a Politician ! While myself on the other
hand, am a honest, God-fearing man who would never do anything immoral !

Gates: Yeah right...

Casale: It's true !

"Superstar" Matthew Dawkins- So I have returned to the ICWF....As your
Superstar. I am a former ICWF Intercontental Champion and I am here to
reclaim that title. Francesco Polizzi, You thought you won the war....BUT IM
BACK and Next week Im challenging you for YOUR belt ! No more games Frank !
It's time you realize how MONEY....POWER....AND FAME will Effect you !!!!

["Hollywood" by P.O.D. hits the speakers as "Superstar" Matthew Dawkins and
Bainca exit the ring.]

Gates: "Superstar" Matthew Dawkins has returned and has made his intentions
clear...He wants Francesco Polizzi next Monday !

Casale: It's time to end this once and for all !

Gates: Indeed, Gerald! Dawkins has revenge on his mind! I see that the
ring is ready, so let's throw it to Slick Mick Karch for the ring
announcements of our next match!

===========================
Triangle Handicap Match

Bombs Away
vs.
Disturbed
vs.
The Master
===========================

"Slick" Mick karch: "And our next match, is a TRIANGLE HANDICAP MATCH!!!!!"

Crowd: "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAHHH!"

"Slick" Mick Karch: "Making his way to the ring first, hailing from TAMPA
BAY, FLORIDA he is the monstrosity known as THE MASTER!!!!"

Crowd: "YEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

Casale: "This guy doesn't stand a chance! Look at his name, The Master! What
idiot would use that for a nickname?"

Gates: "Gerald?"

Casale: "What?"

Gates: "Just watch the show."

["Wait and Bleed by Slipknot plays on the PA as The Master makes his way
down to the ring, slapping a few fans hands' in the process. However, the
cheers die down as.]

["Stupify" by Disturbed drows out The Master theme song in the process. The
duo of Hexen and Hoodlum enter to mostly boos from the crowd.]

"Slick" Mick Karch: "Now, making their way to the ring, they are Hexen and
Hoodlum. DISTURBED!!!!!"

Casale: "Now these two might be new, but they're smart. Taking on The Master
2 on 1 is the best chance they'll stand against him, hah!"

Gates: "Gerald, Disturbed are two very talented young men, I'm sure that
they will rise to the challenge of not only the Master, but."

Crowd: "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"

Gates: ".The brothers of Bombs Away as well.'

Casale: "Wow, someone must really like these guys."

["Gettin Air" by Chixdiggit begins pumping out of the speakers and
the crowds pop almost drowns it out! Inner Circle fans are going especially
ballistic! The lights begin flickering rapidly and Flipside and Turoc part
the curtain and pause at the top of the ramp to soak in the cheers! Flipside
is wearing baggy blue jeans, a white wifebeater and a pair of black
Oakleys.]

[Turoc has on blue jeans as well, and a shabby, old looking black T-Shirt
with the words "HARDCORE" written in white letters accross the front middle.
They pan the audience a little and then make their way to ringside with a
fast paced walk. which turns into a run.then a sprint.]

"Slick" Mick Karch: "Making their way to the ring now. they are FORMER ICWF
WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, FLIPSIDE and TUROC. BOMBS AWAY!!!!!!!"

Crowd: "YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

#Ka-plowie!#

[Flipside and Turoc jump into the ring, double flying clotheslines from the
top rope on both members of Disturbed!!! The two continue the onslaught on
Hexen and Hoodlum until they are grabbed by the hair by none other than the
Master!!!]

#DING!#

[Double toast from Flipside and Turoc! The Master bends over, clutching his
private parts, where an axe kick is awaiting him!!! Flipside stands over The
Masters back and applies a camel clutch. Turoc walks over to The Masters
exposed face and.]

#CRACK!#

[Hits a legrop onto him!]

Gates: "It seems Bombs Away is taking the initiative to both The Master and
Disturbed here. A very aggressive side we don't usually see from these two."

Casale: "Well that's what you have to be. The winner, or winners, of this
match become the #1 tag title contenders."

Gates: "They do?"

Casale: "Yes, don't you read the booking sheets?"

Gates: "Yes.. must've missed that part."

[Flipside and Turoc take turns stomping a mudhole into The Master, until
Disturbed interferes and an all-out brawl ensues. Flipside and Hexen
exchange punches, while Hoodlum and Turoc do the same. The Master sits up.]

[Hoodlum locks up with Turoc and throws him into the Master. The Master
grabs Turoc by the neck.]

[and gets poked in the eye for all of his efforts!]

Casale: "Ha ha! The ol' poke 'em in the eye trick! Still works like
employees at internet start up companies! Wait, bad example."

Gates: "Wait, I have a question, if the winner."

Casale: "Or winners..."

Gates: "Yes, or winners, of these match become #1 contenders for the Tag
title, then what happens if the Master wins the match?"

Casale: "He gets a tag title shot, I guess. Or rather.. an IC title shot in
its place."

[The Master lets go of Turoc, but Turoc has no chance to recover as he
blindsided by Hoodlum. No! Turoc with the drop toe hold at the very last
second possible!]

[Hexen and Flipside lock up Flipside turns into a an arm lock and twists.
Hexen un-twists and whips Flipside against the ropes. running clothesline.
Flipside ducks, bounces himself off the opposite ropes and is met with the
forearm of Hexen!]

[The Master sits up. Turoc goes to pick up Hoodlum, but is no preoccupied by
the The Master. Turoc with a flurry of punches to The Master, they have no
effect on the big man. The Master picks Turoc up once more, making sure that
his fingers come nowhere near his eyeballs, turns him sideways and extends
his knee out of a backbreaker!!!]

Gates: "How big is the Master anyways?"

Casale: "Well, if you had been reading your booking sheets like you are
supposed to, you would know that he is seven feet, three inches, and three
hundred and sixty-three pounds."

Gates: "Hrmm. I must be out of it tonight, that never happens."

Casale: "Yes Barry, why don't you do your job every once in awhile."

[The Master shoves Hoodlum out of the way and turns his attention towards
Flipside. Who is grappling with Hexen, backing him into the corner. Flipside
grabs Hexen and hits a swinging neckbreaker near the turnbuckle, only to be
tapped on the shoulder by The Master!]

[The Master picks 'em up. CHOKESLAM!!!]

[Hoodlum rolls Turoc into a corner, joining his brother Flipside and the
trio of Disturbed and The Master begin stomping a mudhole into Bombs Away.]

Casale: "Wait, Disturbed is supposed to also be the Masters opponent, so why
don't they attack him, or vice-versa."

Gates: "Well, Gerald, the answer is quite simple an alliance has formed."

Casale: "Ughhh. I've seen too many of those on Suvivor."

#THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!#
#THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!#
#THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!# #THUD!!#

[Blood trickles down Flipside's forehead as it's become a official, this isn
't a 2vs2vs1 matchup, it's a three vs. two pummeling.]

Gates: "Wait, who's that at the entrance ramp? It's the NEW MANIACAL
ALLIANCE!!!"

Casale: "What? No Hottie?"

Gates: "You mean Hootie? Hootie Blackdog?"

Casale: "No, Hottie, as in Lady Fantasy. Whoop, there she goes now."

[Sure enough, the NEW MANIACAL ALLIANCE!!! consisting of their leader,
Damian, the Order of Vengeance, Organized Khaos, and Steve "The Crippler"
Franklin are standing at the ramp, but do not advace forward.]

[This gets the attentions of the Master and Disturbed, however, as the two
are now screaming at the Damian & Company. This is Bombs Away perfect
chance.]

[To run up behind The Master and roll him up, schoolboy style!]

"One."

"Two."

"Three!!!!"

[The Master kicked the leg out! Bombs Away almost got the upset. or rather
the victory, they're favored to win this match, but since it's 3on2, I guess
you say they're somewhat of an underdog, with the monster known as the
Master as just one of their opponents.]

[The Master kicked out at the last second, but Disturbed was right there to
kick out the attempt. Once again, a Bombs Away Brawl between Disturbed
ensues. Flipside throws Hexen into the turnbuckle, then does a running
shoulder charge, making Hexen fall face first into the mat.]

[Hoodlum and Turoc exchange punches back and forth. but Hoodlum doesn't see
Flipside flying from the top rope. ASAI MOONSAULT!!!!]

[Turoc seizes the opportunity and locks on a boston crab/Lotus Lock maneuver
on the fallen Hoodlum. Flipside once again ascends to the ropes, waiting for
Hexen to get to his feet. Once Hexen does, Flipside jumps off for a
CORKSCREW HURRICANRANA!!!!]

[Too bad Hexen catches it and slams Flipside down to the ground. Hexen locks
on a submission move of his own, a sharshooter on Flipside. And don't forget
The Master, oh yeah, he sits up.]

[The Master gets to his feet and breaks up Turoc's submission hold, once
again The Master picks up Turoc, but this time Turoc moves out of the way at
the last second. Turoc moves back a few paces then charges with a
clothesline, but The Master is left still intact as if the attack never
happened.]

[Turoc breaks up Hexen's sharpshooter on Flipside and simultaneously ducks
Hoodlums attempts to attack. Hoodlum trips over his own partner. Flipside is
on his feet now.]

[Flipside and Turoc work together as one now. The Master does a little
cutthroat taunt and then attacks both members putting his big boot up, and
measuring it against Turoc's head.]

Casale: "Ha ha, The Masters' feet are bigger than Turoc's head!"

Gates: "Well, you know what they say about men with big feet."

Casale; "Barry, you wear a size seven."

Gates: (sighs)

[The two try a low kick to The Masters knees at the same time, trying to
take his knees out from under him, but it's to no avail. Then, they try
again, and again, and again. until the Master falls to his feet! Hoodlum and
Hexen had been waiting however. And the two attack the Brothers from the
Bronx at the same time, only.]

[to be backdropped out of the ring! The Master is having trouble get to his
feet.]

#CRACK!#

[A stiff kick from Flipside sends The Master falling forward onto the ring
canvas. The two ascend to the top turnbuckle, Flipside gets onto Turocs
shoulder, and moves forward until they are positioned in front of the
Master. Then, Flipside hits a graceful swan dive senton bomb onto the
Master!]

[On the outside of the ring, the Order of Vengeance really seem to be
enjoying themselves. Hoodlum and Hexen rush back into the ring now. Hexen
goes to the top rope. and hits a plancha onto Flipside!!!]

Gates: "Here is a textbook example of the differences between Hexen, the
Daredevil high flyer and Hoodlum, an all out brawler. They're as different
as night and day, yet they are able to make things work as a team."

Casale: (Yawn) "They still suck."

Gates: "Gerald!"

[The Master sits up. Hoodlum is on the top rope and misses a flying forearm
onto Turoc, but lands on his feet. Turoc, however surprises him, grabs him
and hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on him! Turoc isn't done, though. He
picks the Hoodlum up again and hits an Implant DDT. Well. he would've if he
weren't speared from behind by the Master!!!]

[The Master stands over Turoc, makes that cutthroat motion again. Points at
the Maniacal Alliance, makes the cutthroat motion a third time. Then hoists
Turoc up in the air.]

Casale & Gates: "Uh-oh"

Gates: "Elsewhere in the ring, Flipside rushes to the aid of his brother,
but is blindsided by Hexen, sending him crashing back down the ground. Hexen
stomps a mudhole into Flipside."

[Turoc is raised even higher in the air, then is DROPPED ON HIS HEAD.]

Crowd: "OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Gates: "The Last Ending! The Last Ending!"

[The Master makes the cutthroat motion again and pins.]

"One."

"Two."

"THREE!!!"

[Disturbed breaks up the count!!!]

Casale: "WHAT WERE THEY THINKING?"

Gates: "They were thinking, they want to win the match alliance or not."

[The Master is FURIOUS that they broke up the count. He grabs both members
of Disturbed by the neck, but they're two close to his body.. Hexen winds up
his foot and kicks The Master in the stomach, making him drop the pair of
supposed allies.]

[Bombs Away is slowly coming to now. It's harder for Turoc after receiving
the Last Ending he looks a little dazed. yet, he isn't dazed enough to do a
spinning heel kick onto Hexen sending him flying out of the ring once more.
the same with Flipside onto Hoodlum who instead hits a short clothesline,
sending him to do a 360 before falling onto the ring floor.]

[The Master taps Flipside on the back. And lifts him up, for what seems to
be the beginning of the Last Ending. But Turoc gives him the toaster and
smashes the groin area. The Master clenches his genitals and bends over..
which is enough to do another school boy rollup!!!]

"One."

"Two."

"Three!!!"

# DING! DING! DING!!! #

============================
Winners: BOMBS AWAY
============================

Gates: "I can't believe it!!!"

Casale: "Yeah, those idiots pulled the win out of their a***es again!!!"

[The Maniacal Alliance leaves, laughing at the likes of Disturbed and the
Master.]

Gates: "Not only that, but they beat them 3 on 2 basically. However, if it
weren't for a little dissension between the Master and Disturbed, they would
've won the match."

Casale: "Shhh. Flipside has the mic."

Flipside: "Disturbed, Master.... we made an example of you tonight. You can
expect the same kind of treatment for any of our future opponents!
Kuzminski! You think you can hold down my brother and I by booking us in
matches against no name rookie punks?! Think again!"

Turoc: "Deadly Duo, Order of Vengeance, whoever comes out of that match the
winner tonight better take a good look at the tag team standings! We have
been focused lately on fighting off the Empire, so the tag team
championships.... OUR tag team championships have been only a afterthought
in the back of our mind. Now that we've shown the ICWF will go on, that the
ICWF will survive the Empire's onslaught, we're coming back after what
should be around our waists! The tag team championships!

Flipside: "You can only run and hide so long.... eventually, we're gonna
hunt you down! And when that happens, we won't be showing you two any
mercy, much like we didn't tonight! Watch your backs! Or you just might
find yourselves on the wrong end of a South Bronx style beating, B*TCH!!"

[The Bombs Away music hits, and they leave to a house shaking ovation!]

Gates: Some very strong words from the former ICWF World Tag Team
Champions!

Casale: A lot of hot air, if you ask me. The Empire will crush those two
like vermin and throw them out like a baby's soiled diaper.

Gates: What a horrid visual.

Casale: Visual? The odor is worse!

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PART 2 IS COMING SOON....

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