Longshot (October 10, 2007)

[Vertigolowe]

October 10, 2007

Card is NOT subject to change.

THIS WEEK


VCW Heavyweight Championship
Tournament - Semi-Finals

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Daniel Diamondeye ~VS~ Ryan Bowdridge
Scott Starnes ~VS~ "The Scourge" Jeremy Tolliver

Champions vs Challengers[/size]
Joe Patoni & Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Derek Razor & Chris Shawcross

Number One Contender
VCW Women's Championship[/size]
"The Rose" Elisha Knight ~VS~ "Vermillion Lady" Jade Emira

VCW Tag Team Championship[/size]
The Sin-Dicate (Kong & Born-Again Kid) ~VS~ The O-Matics (c)

Number One Contender
VCW Tag Team Championship
Beat the Clock Challenge[/size]
Vertigo & Luke Devlin ~VS~ HnA
Stacked Deck ~VS~ Mass Destruction

EFF Dash ~VS~ Cameron Smith


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[Vertigolowe]

"Fully Alive" by Flyleaf blasts from teh speakers and Samantha Swift makes her way out to the ring. Giant Rousimoff trails closely behind her.

She steps into the ring and is handed a mic from the rign announcer, Eric Boucher.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you've all been enjoying the tournament to crown a new VCW Heavyweight Champion!"

The crowd cheers wildly

"Tonight we see the semifinal matches. And on Saturday, October 13, 2007, we will crown our new champion.

"Also tonight, we will see who will face The O-Matics for the VCW Tag Team Championship at Fear & Loathing. There will be two matches in a Beat the Clock Challenge. Whichever winning team does so fastest, gets the shot.

"After last week's assault, I have signed "The Kid From Portugal" Alex Pires facing Slaughterhouse in a Hardcore Match at Fear & Loathing."[/color]

[ant]

[Before we cut to commercial, we hear a word from Cameron Smith on his rematch with EFF Dash.]

Okay, okay. I have to admit, that after that first victory at the armory, I've been a bit cocky. Who wouldn't be? I tasted blood. And the week after, I suffered my first televised loss. That made me want it more. That made me want this ring more. People tell me that they see a bright future for me, legendary some have said. But that doesn't mean shxt if I can't make them believe. I was signed to a VCW contract because they *thought* I was something big. It's up to me to prove it. EFF Dash, you may have gotten lucky last week... no. See, I'm doing it again. You weren't lucky. You were a mistake. I'm here to prove that I'm the best thing this company has going for it, and YOU are not gonna stop me. This Wednesday... one more time... we enter that ring. Pray... pray that I allow you to leave.

[The scene fades.]

[Devlin]

We see the new #1 Contender to the VCW Las Vegas Championship, Derek Razor, in his changing room, stretching himself out for his match, when the door opens and Chris Shawcross walks in. Shawcross proceeds to position himself right in front of Razor, and the two engage in a brief stare down before Razor speaks.

"Can I help you?" He asks warily.

"Yeah, yeah... actually, you can," Shawcross begins, nodding. "You see, I don't really... know you. And, I don't really... like you. And hey, you might not even like me, but I could care less.The matter of fact is, we have a match tonight, and you can help me by not getting in my way of a victory. You got that?"

Razor laughs shortly, and then takes his turn to speak on the matter.

"Shawcross, that's all very well and all, but the bottom line is, if you don't like teaming with me, then you should've never lost your Hardcore Championship. This is a Champions versus Challengers match, buddy, and... you're a challenger, because you blew it. You lost your title to Engelhorn, and now you have to get it back."

Shawcross is now visibly angry.

"Oh yeah? Well what have you done in this promotion, Derek Razor? Huh?" Shawcross jabs his finger into Razor's chest. "You've done nothing. Achieved nothing. Me? I'm a former Hardcore Champion. A former Las Vegas Champion."

Shawcross's voice rises gradually into a fierce growl.

"I've made my impression on VCW. You? You're a nobody. You're NOTHING to me!"

Just then, Razor grabs the very finger that Shawcross was jabbing him with, stopping Shawcross right in his tracks.

"And tonight, I'm gonna begin to prove that I'm somebody, when I beat two of the biggest guys in this promotion, with or without your help. But you pull any funny stuff on me, and you'll be just another victim of the Art of the Blade.

And at Fear & Loathing, I'm gonna make my mark, when I become the new VCW Las Vegas Champion, and I hope you continue to make your mark, and I hope you don't screw up. I hope you go on to show people what you're capable of, and reach the very top... because it's *what your father would have wanted.*"

With that, Razor walks out, leaving Shawcross to stare after him, fire in his eyes.

[ryanrev]

Scott Starnes comes out accompanied by "The Evil Scotsman" Rob Wallace to the tune of "Binge" by Papa Roach. Scott appears to have a rolled up thin blanket under his arm. Starnes enters the ring and is handed a microphone by Wallace. Scott sets the blanket down on the canvas.


Hello VCW I enter here before you to first off congratulate myself for making it into the semi finals of this tournament and tonight I face the big scary scrooge I mean scourge. Ohhh is Scrooge still upset for not getting his early Christmas present in the form of Kevin Cage laying down for you? Bah humbug. Once I'm through with you Jeremy I will defeat either Diamondeye or Bowdridge and win the VCW Heavyweight title. Either way doesn't matter. If I face Bowdridge I get to avenge one of my few losses here in VCW and if I face DIamondeye revenge will be a sweet victory. Diamondeye I will never forget how you and Swift screwed me but that doesn't matter at this point. You see why I really am out here is to say I havn't exactly been pleased with my own country as of late, Canada but luckily for me I have a found a new home that I love in the form Bannock Burn Scotland!

Wallace claps happily and the Canadian fans in the crowd boo heavily.

You see this is a message to everyone back home. Fact of the matter is where I was born Surrey British Columbia the people who live there are nothing more than a bunch of inbred white trash hicks!

More boos are heard from Canadians in the crowd specifically the ones from BC.

But there is hope. If everyone will take an oath and promise loyalty to a new land and revolution...Starnesland. A land that doesn't care about b****ing and whining minorities, provinces that wanna be separate, drunk indians living on reserves on some ethnic island away from society, feminists, and all these god damn special interest groups. So now I reveal to all in attendance the flag of Starnesland! Its got all that is good with Canada with all the stuff Scotland does better!

Scott unravels the flag with Wallace clapping and boos filling the arena.



A closeup shot of the flag is done and after 30 seconds the scene goes to commercials.

[Chris]

Just after the conversation between Shawcross and Razor has ended, the camera fades to one half of the other end of the Champions vs Challengers match, "The Godfather" Joe Patoni, who's doing some weightlifting while his wife Gina Patoni is on the phone, handling business for her husband. She's not only beatiful, but also very intelligent. She also has the VCW Las Vegas Title over her shoulder to keep an eye on it. Suddenly, the door swings open, and there comes the other half of the Champions team, "The German Wonder" Kurt Engelhorn, wearing the VCW Hardcore Title around his waist. Almost imidietly, Joe and Gina stop with what they were doing and are heading right to wards Engelhorn. Knowing better then getting on the nerves of a muscle headed Italian like Joe, Kurt puts his arms up in defense. Although, he's still crazy enough to mock Joe while doing so. With a very fake and bad Italian accent, Kurt says this with a smile on his face:

"Don't shoot. It wasn't me, it was Luigi who betrayed the family."

"The Godfather" is having none of it. He is a man of business, and right now, the only thing he wants from Kurt is to get down to business.

"Cut this crap Engelhorn. Say what you came to say and leave or I throw your ass out."

Engelhorn shrugs his shoulders, as if he doesn't understand what Joe's problem is. But hey, if the big guy wants to know what he has to say so bad, he won't let him wait any longer:

"Looks like someone left his sense of humor in his other pocket. Alright Joe, I just came here to talk to you about our match tonight. You see, I saw the conversation Shawcross had with Razor earlier, and it seems to me like these two don't get along very well. So, our chances to beat them tonight will be a lot higher if we will be able to work together. Not that they have a chance to beat us anyway. What I want to say is that, for tonight, I'm willing to put down the arms and work with you."

And with that, "The German Wonder" stretches out his hand for Joe to shake it. Patoni looks at the hand in disbelieve and distrust. He knows this psycho longer then most of the guys on the roster. The only thing you can trust in Engelhorn is that you can't trust him at all. But for tonight, he has no other chance but to do just that. Slowly and carefully, Joe grabs Engelhorns hand and shakes it, ever expecting a cheap shot from the German Psychopath. Kurt, however, just grins. And then, he did a fatal mistake. This maniac actually had the nerve to stare at Gina. Noticing that, Joe became inraged and quickly doubled the pressure in his grip, squeezing Kurts hand like a fresh fruit. Surprised, Engelhorn gets on one knee, while Joe towers over him, pissed off as only a hot blooed italian can be.

"Now you listen to me you walking piece of human garbage. Tonight, we both will be a team in the ring, but be asured that right after the match is over, you should get out of the sight. Fast."

Finally, Joe releases Engelhorn from his grip, who stumbles back a few steps. He's angry and his damn hand hurts, and he would be more then happy to make Patoni pay right here, right now. But Engelhorn was able to restrain himself from doing so. Instead, this sick and sadistic smile appears on his face, as he says this:

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Godfather"

And with that, Engelhorn leaves the locker-room of La Familia like a punished dog. Joe and Gina stare after him, as the scene fades to a commercial.

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"Did that ever happened to you too?"

Rousimoff stands in front of a mirror, desperatly trying to close the button of his pants, cursing words when he failed again. He's been doing that for awhile now, as his face became red from holding his breath. But he's getting closer.......... and closer............ come on, only an inch away............ YES!

He finally did it! He looks proudly into the mirror, glad that this is finally over.

PENG!

The button flys straight into the mirror, who bursts into a million pieces. And Rousimoff falls down onto his bed, completly exhausted.

"Then come to Joe's XXL shop here in Las Vegas. We have clothes for EVERY size."

Another shot to Rousimoff, who stands in the shop, now wearing a trouser that perfectly fits him. He looks happy, and gives this shop the thumps up.

"Come to Joe's XXL shop, where the BIG BOYS do shopping."

And just as Rousimoff was about to go, his shirt rips up. Pissed off, Rousimoff grabs one of the employees and throws him halfway across the room.

[Devlin]

The camera cuts backstage, where we see "The Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin in the locker room, throwing kicks and punches into the air. The door opens, and his partner Vertigo walks in, but does not need to say anything, because Devlin already knows that it is him.

"Ah, Vertigo", Devlin begins casually, ceasing his imaginary assault and turning around to face his partner. "It's been a while."

"Where've you been, anyway?" Vertigo asks curiously. "It's been two weeks and I've not seen you around."[/color]

"Where have I been?" Devlin asks rhetorically. "Why... I've been sitting back at home... watching your latest Heavyweight Championship escapades... losing, ultimately... but watching nonetheless."

Devlin sniffs, and turns around to continue his kicking. Vertigo however, does not look impressed.

"What's your point?"

Devlin stops suddenly, and glances over his shoulder briefly at Vertigo with a casual smile on his face as he does so.

"See what happens when you try to do things on your own?"

Devlin stops once again, and picks up his bag, ready to leave the locker room- but Vertigo puts out his arm.

"Oh yeah, well when was the last time the self proclaimed "Risen Dragon" came anywhere near Juniorweight gold?" Vertigo sneers, venom in his voice.

With that, Vertigo exits the room, leaving Devlin to ponder Vertigo's words with an incredulous expression upon his face.

[Roy]

Rox O-matic is walking nervously backstage when suddenly a voice is heard shouting on him.

Rox, ROX!

Rox turns around to find Elisha Knight walking towards him.

Rox, I was told to tell you that Samantha Swift wants you in the ring right now. She has something important to tell you. Go, Go!

Rox panics and runs towards the entrance stage as fast as he can. Elisha Knight stands with an evil grin on her beautiful face.

Meanwhile Rox has made his way out to the ringside area. The fans cheer the babyface Tag Champ but he still seems weary of everything around him. Gingerly he makes his way into the ring and over to get a mic.

Sa…mantha…em...I heard you wanted to talk to me???...I’m here Samantha.

Rox looks up at the entrance but nothing is happening.

Samantha…I’m here…you can come out.

Again nothing happens.

Rox becomes scared and tries to ask the announcer what’s going on but before he can all the lights in the arena fade and the building is plunged into darkness. You can still hear Rox on the microphone, his breathing becoming heavier and faster paced as he grows more scared.

After about a minute of darkness a huge ball of fire blasts up from the entrance ramp making Rox and half the crowd jump and scream in fear at the noise of the blast. Behind it stand all the members of the Sin-dicate.

Kong is in the middle peering at Rox with Elisha hugging him and laughing sadistically. Mass Destruction stand at each side of their master and the BAK stands alone at the back

Slowly they begin to make their way down the ramp towards, the now terrified, Rox O-matic. They circle the ring like a pack of dogs sizing up their next prey.

Kong and Elisha make their way up the steps and into the ring. MD and BAK continue circling the outside. Elisha confidently walks over to Rox and grabs the mic from his hand and hands it to Kong.

Relax my brother. We aren’t here to cause you any discomfort, we just have a few… requests, that we need you to accept. First of all, congratulations on defeating Mass Destruction for those titles, That, My friend, is no easy feet. I respect guys like you that don’t back down from a challenge. I like that. So know I have a challenge for you. I want you to give us a Tag Team Title match tonight. What do you say friend?

Kong hands the mic to Rox

Em… I don’t know man... I’ll have to talk to my brother first.

Kong grabs the mic back

NO!!! I mean no, you don’t my friend. You don’t have to do everything your brother tells you. Make your own decisions Rox. You are a Champion too. What do you say?

I’m sorry…I can’t accept your offer…know if you don’t mind I’m going to leave now.

Kong nods as Rox walks by him but as he goes to leave the ring Mass Destruction climb on the apron. Rox immediately backs off and right in Kong. Terrified, he turns round and is grabbed violently by Kong and thrown into a turnbuckle. Mass Destruction enters the ring and grabs Rox as he tries to flee. They make him kneel at Kong’s feet and hold him there.

I tried being nice but it never works. LISTEN TO ME BOY! I have a destiny to follow and no one, especially a little punk kid like you, is going to stop me from fulfilling it. You will give me a title shot or I swear to God I will destroy you and your beloved brother. I will make your damned souls burn in the deepest pits of Hell if you don't give me what I want. Last Chance!

Elisha then brings out a bottle of lighter fluid and a lighter. She taunts Rox with them then hands them to Kong who pours the flamable liquid all over Rox. He then kneels down so that he is face to face with the Tag Champion. He smiles and lights the lighter

GIVE ME MY TITLE SHOT!!!!

Ok….ok…ok… You got it....now leave me alone.

Kong then shuts the lighter off and stands up.

Haha! Good boy! I also forgot to tell you that you will be defending the titles against ME and the Born Again Kid. Good luck kid. You’ll need it.

BAK still on the outside looks shocked; obviously he was oblivious to this decision.

Kong then walks away as Mass Destruction drags Rox to his feet but before they let him go Elisha struts up and kicks Rox right in the groin making him double over in pain. She laughs as she follows Kong to the back.

[NLG]

The camera cuts to a partly lit room, with the only light provided by a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Julian Doom is standing in the middle of this room holding a small length of silver chain, and tied to the other end of this chain is Slaughterhouse, tethered like a dog on a leash. He is straining to break free, but to no avail, as Doom's grip is like iron. Also visible in the shot, standing motionless, is... Alex Pires? Something's wrong though: Pires isn't moving. Doom continues to hold Slaughterhouse at bay as he begins to speak...

"So, Miss Swift, you decided to punish my monster by pitting him against Alex Pires in a hardcore match at Fear and Loathing. How naive can you be? You really think that placing him in a match with that weakling is going to frighten him? On the contrary, I should really be thanking you..."

"You may ask, Miss Swift, why I would possibly be thanking you for signing this match. The answer is simple; this is the perfect opportunity to prove to the rest of the locker room why nobody is safe as long as my charge reigns supreme in VCW. So far, none of any talent this promotion has to offer has made a stand against us, and Pires is no exception."

Slaughterhouse strains to break his bonds a little harder, and Doom has to physically pull the chain back...

"You may also ask why I am so optimistic when this match is a hardcore match, Pires' natural environment. Again, if you actually had a brain in that silly little head of yours, it isn't hard to figure out. Hardcore means no holds barred, and that suits us down to the ground. Slaughterhouse never shows mercy to his enemies, at my behest, but with no rules in force, this massacre will be the most brutal yet. Pires, understand me when I say that not only will this be the toughest match of your career, it will also be your last. You will all see a side to Slaughterhouse that you have never seen before, that you all hoped you would never have to see: pure, unadulterated rage. You may be a former Hardcore Champion Pires, but titles will not save you when you enter that ring on Saturday."

"And finally, all of you pathetic ingrates may be wondering why I am holding my monster at the end of this chain in my hand. Well, actions always speak louder than words, so why don't I show you?"

"Slaughterhouse, KILL!"

And with those words, Doom lets go of the chain and points to the far wall of the room. Instantly, Slaughterhouse lets out a roar, loud enough to be heard even through the mask, and flies at Pires, which we can now see is actually a life-like wax replica, right down to the ring attire it is wearing. He knocks it to the floor and begins to punch it in the face, over and over, so hard that parts of the dummy's face actually detach from the rest of the dummy. After around 15 to 20 seconds, he stops and then throttles the dummy. He continues to squeeze the dummy's neck as Doom resumes his little speech.

"You see Pires? There is nothing my beast will not do if I ask him. I almost feel sorry for you. I offer only this piece of advice: enjoy your next few days as much as you can, for they may be your last..."

"You can stop now Slaughterhouse"

However, Slaughterhouse refuses to stop. By now, little remains of the dummy's neck. It's head is literally hanging by a thread. Unperturbed, Doom picks up an wooden rod from off the floor and belts Slaughterhouse across the back. Slaughterhouse is unhurt, but he stops attacking the dummy...

"I said, you can stop now!"

Doom picks up the chain and releases Slaughterhouse from his shackles. Slaughterhouse is breathing heavily through his mask, his ferocious anger still clearly present. As Doom begins to laugh maniacally, Slaughterhouse notices the camera. He makes a grab for it, but the cameraman, remembering what happened the last time, has already made a break for it. With that, the scene ends...

[Dazza]

The scene fades into the arena, and the audience patiently awaits the next piece of action...

After a few moments, the arena is bathed in golden spotlights and 'Born To Rule' blasts from the speakers, as Dazza 'The King' enters the stage to a chorus of moderate cheers and boos. He stands there for a few seconds, eying the crowd in deep thought and then continues to the ring. The music dies down as Dazza appears to be thinking back to last week.

Now, I don't mean to disrespect VCW, but the referee should have seen what that Canadian peasant did to "win" the match last week in this very ring...

He begins to do some random gestures as he explains what happened last week.

What he did was one of the oldest tricks in the book... but, I'll give you a tiiinnnyyy ounce of credit for it, Starnes, because contrary to popular belief, that maneuver cannot be broken... especially when applied at the last few seconds...

'The King' chuckles to himself and the audience looks puzzled.

You even saw fit to try your luck at puncturing my pride and honour, by insulting me in front of this crowd... Now, last week may not have been my best performance, but unlike you, Scott, I don't need to CHEAT my way to victory -Hell, you could even cheat your way to the VCW title and everyone will be none-the-wiser... But enough of that nipple-exposing Canadian, the other reason I'm out here is to try and regain the respect I lost by "losing" to the aforementioned nipple-exposing Canadian...

Dazza rakes his hair with his free hand and tries to keep himself under control.

Last week's outcome was complete nonsense, and I deserve my share of recognition just like anyone else who was in that tournament...

He then leans on the ropes, speaking to the titantron.

This isn't over, Starnes... you WILL bow... and you will bow to 'The King'!

He raises his mic hand high, as the audience raises their cheers and their boos.

[salkor2]

*The Arena goes dark, a promo shows on the titantron*

Luigi: I've been quiet for too long. It's time to show myself.

Step by step,
heart to heart,
left right left
they all fall down,
like toy soldiers...

*Luigi Guarino enters through the curtain, mic in hand and walks to the ring*

Luigi: I have hidden myself for some time. I Went through childish phases and almost quit. I picked up a Bible in my hotel room on the table by the bed. I have seen the light. It is my destiny to wrestle. VCW gave me a chance and I plan on returning the favor. I have sinned and I have brought the crazy Italian feel to VCW. All of you sinners in the locker room and in this arena-

*Fans Boo*

Luigi: Silence, pawns... you are not chosen like I am, so you are not allowed to speak! You will never be allowed to disrespect Pastor L.G!! Hmm... I have strayed away. As I was saying, you sinners will be dealt with by God... The locker room is like my home and my home is not a site of sin. I will cleanse the VCW locker room starting with The Giant Rousimoff. I have had trouble with this Nimrod in the not so distant past. That Giant Sinning machine WILL be Baptized in Blood... his OWN!! And so will the rest of VCW...

*Pastor L.G leaves the ring and returns to his locker room.*


OCC: I have changed Luigi's name to Pastor L.G.
I might change his outfit too.

[Dazza]

The scene fades into the gym area, where the 'Vermilion Lady', Jade Emira, is working out on a punching bag, wearing her usual gold tank top and shorts. She finishes her punches and takes off a glove to wipe her brow with the back of her hand, then takes off the other one, while heading out of the area and into the hallways.

She heads to the women's locker-room section and enters one of them, with the cameraman following closely behind. Her room is full of yellow and gold coloured cushions, towels, clothes and flowers... and a picture hanging on the wall shows the phrase "Gold is the colour of success." Jade places her boxing gloves on the table and picks up a bottle of water to take a well-needed refresher. After setting the bottle back down, she flexes her arms and goes to sit cross-legged on the floor. Her eyes close and her hands join together in a sort of prayer position, as she strangely begins to speak to herself...

I am an athlete... I was the final CPW Women's Champion... I am now in the VCW... I am strong-willed, a fighter, and a professional... am I worthy of this match tonight?... am I worthy to become a future VCW Women's Champion?... am I worthy?...

Her eyes open and she breathes out deeply, as the cameraman slowly backs away from her and the scene fades.

[Vertigolowe]

Cameron Smith ~VS~ EFF Dash

"Dash starts off with an arm dragon screw."

"Smith secured this rematch after a hard-fought match last week."

"Cameron hits a flipping dropkick."

"Dash comes back with a swinging kick to the face."

"The good doctor follows right up with a spinning leg breaker."

"Cameron hooks in the double underhook."

"Dash powers his way out!"

"Smith comes back with a belly to back suplex."

"Cameron is refreshing Tim. He's had a lot of difficulty getting going here in VCW, but he hasn't made any excuses, and seems genuinely happy to have the opportunity to prove himself."

"Dash hits the asai moonsault!"

"He follows up with a spin kick to the face!"

"Smith rolls with it though and grabs the leg."

"Dragon screw leg whip!"

"Cameron jumps up top."

"Flying knee drop!"

"Smith sets him on top and climbs up!"

"Red mist! Red mist! Frankensteiner!"

"Cameron picks up his first win!"

Here is your winner,

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[Vertigolowe]

"Vermillion Lady" Jade Emira ~VS~ "The Rose" Elisha Knight

"Elisha starts off with an arm wringer and elbow strike."

"The winner of this match has the unenviable task of being Veronica Truman's next victim... er, opponent at Fear and Loathing."

"Elisha brushes aside a dropkick."

"Jade locks in a fujiwara."

"Elisha has made leaps and strides in her wrestling, but I think Jade is still miles ahead of her."

"Nice dropkick by Jade."

"Elisha rises off the mat with a clothesline that sends Jade tumbling over the top!"

"Elisha comes flying over the top with the plancha!"

"Jade rolls out of the way!"

"Jade rolls her back into the ring and sets her on top."

"She torques her off the top rope with a dragon screw!"

"Emira pulls her up and hooks in the double underhook."

"Emira Make-Over! Jade wins!"

Here is your winner,

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[Vertigolowe]

Mass Destruction ~VS~ Stacked Deck

"Blackjack hits a powerslam to start this off!"

"This is the first of two Beat the Clock matches tonight, whoever wins their match quickest will earn a tag team title shot at Fear and Loathing this Saturday."

"Chaos comes back with a belly to back suplex."

"Scotty takes a side slam."

"It's a good thing he has blue hair. With all those other huge men in the ring, it's like wearing reflectors when you jog at night. This will cut down on his chances of getting hit by a car."

"But when you are jogging, the cars aren't trying to hit you."

"Good point. Gut punch by the Wild Card!"[/color]

"Napalm delivers a boot to Scotty's face."

"Chaos and Napalm just helped Kong and BAK secure a title shot for tonight, but what if they both win? Will we get to see an all Sin-Dicate tag title match?"

"Napalm delivers a boot to the back of Blackjack's head!"

"Mass Destruction grab a hold of Scotty."

"Big double team powerbomb!"

"Chaos hits Scotty with a press slam."

"Napalm hops on him with a triangle choke!"

"He puts Scotty up on his shoulder!"

"180 Degree Burn! He's got him!"

"No! Blackjack makes the save."

"He puts up Blackjack now!"

"Another 180 Degree Burn!"

"Chaos grabs Scotty."

"STO! But He's in the ropes!"

"Chaos addresses the issue by putting him on top!"

"Super samoan drop! Mass Destruction win!"

"They do it with a time of 8:11"

Here are your winners,

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