4CW Stormfront, May 16th 2016

Phoenix: We’re back and we’re being told that Sery is backstage with Gabriel Crowe with something to say.  So let’s see what’s going on.

Jeffrey: Urgh.

The camera pans in to Sery standing next to Gabriel Crowe. As per usual Sery is decked out in all his custom gear. A big wrist watch that is in the shape of his head, a jacket with a million S's scattered all over it and its half unzipped with a shirt that has Sery's face on it, and some Sery pants!

Gabriel Crowe: So Sery, after failing to qualify for the Soul Survivor two times in a row where do you go from here?

Sery adjusts his Sery shades and fixes his Sery patented headband.

Sery: What do you think I should do?

Crowe: Uhh... I'm not sure.. ?

Sery: Well you hit on the head there Gabriel. Where does Sery go from here? Do I just say heck with it Gabriel? Or do I keep building my brand and keep on keeping on? Truth be told I don't know where I'm going from here.

Crowe: Are you saying you aren't going to be around?

Sery: You know, I think I need some time to think about this. I have some important business meetings with some business investors in Hawaii this week. So by the next Storm Front I will have decided what my next step is in 4CW. Now if you would excuse me, I have to some underwear too sell.

Sery looks into the camera and whips out some socks.

We cut backstage where "The Freight Train" Brian White is walking through the hallway looking pretty happy with himself. We see Marie Dubois run up to him.

Dubois: Mr White!

The camera, positioned in front of White, sees him stop and snarl at this new annoyance, before turning around and allowing Dubois to speak.

Dubois: Earlier while Gabriel Crowe was interviewing The Bruiser, we saw you run through and -

White snatches the mic.

White: What I did was teach that little punk a lesson. Cain sees himself as some big star but let me tell you, he's never come across someone like me in his career. All I did was give him a lesson in what it means to be competing with The Freight Train.

White stops talking and looks ahead and the camera pans to reveal Rhys Cain approaching. He has something in his hand. White relishes in the angry look on Cain's face.

Cain: What's the matter, bach? Having a little strop, are we?

Before White can say anything else, Cain runs at him and smashes the object in his face. It's a carton and the punch bursts the milk all over White's face. Cain keeps punching as the milk splashes them both. Crowe takes a whiff at the air, looks like he's going to be sick as he smells the spoiled milk and leaves the area covering his mouth with his jacket.  Dubois runs away to safety.

Jeffrey: Oh man, not that milk again.

Cain however, ignores the smell, while White shouts incoherently. He knees the big man in the gut and throws him into a nearby table of miscellaneous things. Cain continues the assault, but White gets a few shots in and causes some seperation. The two come to blows for a third time when a bunch of security guards, referees and other backstage workers get involved to split them up. With at least six people to each man, they seperate from each other, shouting obscenities as the scene cuts back to the ringside area.

Roberts: Just wait until we get to the Soul Survivor later on, things are really heating up between these two!

Jeffrey: I can’t wait, I love it when we get these big guys beating seven shades of shit out of each other.

The arena turns dark as a hush falls over the audience in attendance. The 4CWtron is lit up by a single incandescent light bulb illuminating a small worn down room.  The light is swinging back and forth casting a glow over the small table and chair that occupy the room.  A soft voice is heard off in the distance.

????:  Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

Roberts: I don’t remember having a segment scheduled right now, we’re supposed to be having the match.  What’s going on?

Jeffrey: Well, if you would wait a minute, maybe we might find out.

The tick tock noise gets louder as suddenly, out of nowhere, Supreme slowly steps in front of the camera wearing a pair of ratty old jean shorts and a hoodie with the sleeves ripped off and the hood covering the top of his head. The crowd erupts with a thunderous applause as the hall of famer and former World Champion slowly takes a seat at the table, folds his hands, and rests them underneath his chin, all the while softly saying tick tock.

Supreme: Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock …

Phoenix: It’s been years since Supreme has last graced the 4CWtron, what is he doing her tonight?

Jeffrey: Well, apparently he wants to deliver a message.

Supreme: There is one thing that is a constant in this world, no matter how much things change, there is always one element we can always count on to be consistent, and that’s time.  We wake up, get ready for the day, take a shower, get dressed, and go about our daily lives, and no matter what we go through, time is a constant bitch that never changes, never waivers, and never falters.  Time in a sense can be nice to some of us, for others … not so much.  Case in point 4CW.  I remember being World Champion of this company and selling out major arenas across the world, time has led this company to occupying the infested shit hole of third world cities like this dump heap we find ourselves in tonight. 

And just like that, the fans boo Supreme like crazy.

Jeffrey: Well, that didn’t take long.

Supreme: I see that this company has gone through some major changes since last I set foot inside that ring.  We don’t have a World Champ and the roster is reduced to bare bones.  What the fuck is going on here?  I remember when this company was the echelon of pro wrestling, and now … now this company has become the laughing stock of the wrestling world.  Time. Time has not been kind to you 4CW, to be honest, time hasn’t always been the nicest to me either, but that’s a story for another day.  Tonight, the story that time has brought about for us, is a story of redemption.  This company and I are in desperate need of redemption.  This company needs a savior.  4CW needs … me! 

The crowd is mixed at this response.  They know that Supreme is an ass and they want to boo him, but a massive portion of the crowd knows what it will mean to show quality by having somebody like Supreme back on the show. 

Roberts: Well, it’s nice to see that he’s still full of himself.

Pheonix: It’s not being full of yourself when you are truly one of the greatest people to grace that ring, and Supreme certainly fits that bill. He can back up those claims. 

Supreme: The start quality has seriously fallen since I’ve last been here. I mean, I see some decent talent here in Seneca, but let’s be honest, Cocoa Pebbles is past his prime.
 
The crowd gets upset as Supreme takes a jab at one of their favourites.

Supreme: Oh settle the fuck down. Cocoa Bear and I go back farther than most of you can remember. What I’m really pissed off to see is people like Sery are still hanging around this company.  What the fuck does kid think he’s doing here?  Time.  Time should have erased people like Sery from your memory, but there he is, hanging on for dear life.  Thinking that he is still relevant in this industry that would normally have shat pieces of shit like out and flushed him down the toilet.

Jeffrey: Harsh words for Supreme towards Sery.

Phoenix: Sery has done a lot for this company and has helped carry it when Supreme wasn’t around. I’m not sure that Supreme knows what the hell he’s talking about here.

Supreme: This Company can be great again.  This company WILL be great again, and time will ensure that we move back to where this company belongs, and that is the premier destination for pro wrestling, and I’m going to ensure that I am the fore front of this movement towards redemption, and I will destroy every speed bump and nobody that stands in my way to once again being World Champion, and I plan on starting by eliminating Sery.

Supreme stands once more, and begins to whisper tick tock again as he takes the swinging light and smashes it into the wall shattering the bulb and plunging the room into darkness.  The last words we hear are tick tock.

Phoenix: I'm getting word now, folks, that round two's stipulation is about to be revealed. As round one's victor, Pilgrim Paige has selected the conditions of tonight's round two match!

Roberts: This has certainly been kept well under wraps. No one knows what to expect!

Jeffrey: Ugh, what's with all the mystery? This had better be good, dammit! Let's get to it already.

Agalloch's "The Astral Dialogue" booms through the loudspeakers as a thick layer of purple fog envelopes the stage. Paige bursts through the fog, bearing an ornate box emblazoned with space imagery. She wears a loose ponytail, grey Misfits shirt and purple plaid pants with spiked bracelets.

Ben Carson: To announce the next Soul Survivor tournament stipulation, please welcome at this time... PILGRIIIM PAIIIGE!

Paige takes off for the ring, sliding the box and then herself in under the bottom rope. She tosses her jacket into the crowd and walks to the middle of the ring. The lights return to normal as she accepts the microphone from Carson. The Lunar Pilgrim looks confident, smirking and throwing up the sign of the horns. The crowd is abuzz. She raises the mic and throws her head back.

Paige: WOOOOOOOOO!!!

The audience "woos" back.

Paige: Greetings and salutations, fellow 4CW fans! Oh yeah, I love it too. I've been a fan for many, many moons. Now, I get to be a part of it, too. Damn near indescribable feeling, really. Closest I can say is: dream come true. WOOOOOO!

A smattering of "woos" again.

Jeffrey: Booooooooo.

Paige: Before I announce the stipulation, I just have to add how amazing it is to be competing here in front of this Montreal crowd! Ohhh hell yeah, Canada!

A cheer from the crowd. Paige now picks up her mystery item.

Jeffrey: Oh, come on - a cheap pop, really? Damn this Quebecois crowd! I can't listen to another word of this nonsense! If she doesn't reveal the stipulation in the next minute, I'm joining the soverignty movement!

Paige: Alright, 4CW. I might be the new girl on the block, but tonight, you're officially in MY house. I'm the kind of host that likes to show off her sense of style! Let's shake some shit up, people!

After handing the mic to Carson and setting the box down, Paige opens the lid and pulls out a large plastic full moon. She raises it above her head and howls at it momentarily, before shoving it roughly into Carson's arms. She kicks the box away while exiting the ring and then retrieves a tall ladder from beneath it. Paige slides the ladder in, sets it up at the center of the ring and ascends it, sitting on its top. She motions for the microphone, which Carson tosses up to her.

Roberts: Well, this is an interesting development.

Phoenix: I'm just glad it's not a femur!

Jeffrey: Ugh, don't remind me. Can you imagine? "Femur on a Pole Match", maybe? I'm telling you, this "Pilgrim Paige" is twisted. I usually like that in a woman!

Paige: My round two stipulation is a unique creation I've named the Moonlight Massacre. The moon that our dear announcer Ben Carson holds is one of four. These will be suspended over the ring corners, one to each corner, hanging high above the ring; requiring a ladder to retrieve. First to nab one wins and also gets to choose next round's stipulation. The competitor who does not draw down a moon, is eliminated from Soul Survivor. Once a moon is claimed by a competitor, that individual must head backstage. No interference, and there'll be an assortment of themed weapons, as well. These weapons, two ladders, and whatever's laying around will be legal weapons.  The madness of the Moon will be unleashed! Let's get crazy, 4CW! WOOOOOOOOO!!!

Paige throws the mic back to Carson and descends the ladder as cheers go up from the audience.

Phoenix: Well, there you have it folks! A specialty ladder match is the chosen stipulation for round two of Soul Survivor.

Jeffrey: It sounds silly as all hell! Prop moons, themed weapons... are you kidding me?!

Roberts: I for one look forward to seeing this unique match play out. Shaking things up, indeed.

Phoenix: We’ll find out how this match works in practice when we come back after these messages.  Don’t go anywhere!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

We cut back to the ring, where the set up for the Soul Survivor has been set. Two fifteen foot ladders stand adjacent to eachother on two sides of the ring. On the top rung of each ladder are two "asteroid belts" which are leather belts that have been doused in silver paint and glitter. Four silver moons are suspended high above each turnbuckle. There are other space objects such as planets, steel half-moons and even a couple of Frisbees strewn around the ring and hanging from above (although lower than the turnbuckle moons).

Carson: The following contest is the Moonlight Massacre and is the second round of the Soul Survivor tournament! There will be no outside interference. There are no pinfalls or submissions. The first competitor to draw down the first moon from above will be the winner and select the next round's stipulation. The match will continue until all but one competitor has drawn down a moon, and that competitor will be eliminated!  Introducing first, already in the ring, hailing from Newfoundland, Canada but now residing on... The DAAARK Side of the MOOOON... weighing in at 143 pounds... PILGRIIIM PAIIIGE!!

Standing in the middle of the ring, Paige looks around at the moons, ladders and asteroid belts with a smile on her face.

Phoenix: This match is of course Paige's invention and her choice of stipulation after picking up the victory in the first round of Soul Survivor! It's called the Moonlight Massacre match!

Jeffrey: Seems like a funny way of just saying Ladder Match!

Roberts: Do you not see the moons, the asteroid belts, the ladders ascending to the great outer space?!

Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts!

"Narcissistic Cannibal" by Korn plays through the PA system as "The Bruiser" Rhys Cain comes out to the stage. He crouches down, with the welsh flag draped over his shoulders, then jumps to his feet, with red and green pyro going off behind him as the flag falls off. He comes to the ring, looking focused and while he slaps a few hands of the fans, his eyes are locked on the ring.

Carson: ...And the opponents, first, making his way to the ring, now residing in Tampa, Florida, weighing in 220lbs, "The Bruuuuiser" RHYS CAIN!!

Phoenix: Cain has been in a lot of hardcore matches in his time - but he's never been in a match like this. None of the competitors have! Remember, you have to be the first to get the moon to win and choose next round's stipulation, but if you take too long and end up being the only person without a moon, you're eliminated from the tournament!

Roberts: It's a unique match for sure!

Cain rolls into the ring and goes to two turnbuckles, putting his hand up over his eyes to scan the crowd. He looks up at the "moons" after he does so too. When he's finished scanning, he jumps down and jumps on the spot, warming up for the match.

The lights dim and two spotlights appear on stage with a rusty brown looking tint taking over the rest of the arena.  Those spotlights come up one by one as the first couple rifts of “With A Little Help From My Friends” by Joe Cocker start up, revealing them to be occupied by none other than Tom Foolery and Bally Hoo...Debauchery!  Foolery starts off by absurdly lip syncing alone as if he were speaking to the crowd…

“What would you think if I sang out of tune?
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song...
And I'll try not to sing out of key…”

Carson: ...next, making his way to the ring, accompanied by his tag partner Tom Foolery, from New Jack City, weighing in at 296lbs, BAAAALLY HOOOOOO!!

The rest of the tune plays as both members of Debauchery happily stroll down the 4CW rampway, lip syncing the entire song as some of the crowd members join in the fun and show their admiration for the mischievous tag team. Foolery high fives Bally Hoo and makes his way back to the locker room.

Jeffrey: Here's my pick to win! This guy is damn near 300 pounds!

Roberts: That may be true, but that may not help him when it comes to climbing ladders!

Jeffrey: Didn't I tell you to shut up already?

As Hoo enters the ring, saying something inaudible to Cain and Paige and then turns to look at the stage for the next competitor.

"Wherever I May Roam" by Yashin hits the PA next and out comes the mammoth that is Brian White.

Carson: ...next, on his way to the ring, from Barry, South Wales, weighing in at 320lbs, BRIAN "THE FREIGHT TRAAAAAAAIN" WHITE!!

As White walks across the stage, he looks at the fallen welsh flag from Cain's entrance and then focuses his glance on Cain in the ring, who is staring back.

Phoenix: Of course, Cain and White have become embroiled in a feud lately! The fellow countrymen do not like each other one bit!

Jeffrey: And they've been seperated all show, despite trying to get their hands on each other! They will be targeting each other that's for sure!

Phoenix: They just need to ensure they remember the task at hand, which is to get the moons!

White gets into the ring, not breaking his glare on Cain, and the two stand opposite each other.
Before a stand-off can ensue, the fifth and final entrants music hits.

"Dolcissimae...
Oh Fortuna...
Venit Meos..."

The arena goes from dark to an explosion of pyro as the song changes to "The Edge of Paradise" by Kamelot and "The Striking Viking" Gunnar Jarlsson appears from behind the curtain. He stops at the top of the stage and peers over the crowd with a look of fierce determination. He then marched down the aisle, neither slapping hands with any fans or even acknowledging their existence. He slides into the ring and slaps the nearest top turnbuckle a few times before turning and facing his opponents.

Phoenix: I'll say this. Jarlsson is all business.

Jeffrey: That's exactly right.

Roberts: One of these competitors will not make it into the next round. There's five of them - and only four moons to collect. Something's got to give.

Jeffrey: Thanks, Captain Obvious.

The five competitors all take a place in the ring, looking around at the bizarre layout of the match. Then the referee signals for the bell.

DING DING DING.

As soon as the bell is rung, everyone bar Brian White takes a corner and starts climbing the turnbuckles to try and grab one of the moons hanging down. It soon becomes apparent that the moons are too high up to be reached without a ladder, and White runs over to knock both Jarlsson and Bally Hoo off the turnbuckles. He turns to get Cain next, but Cain realises what White is planning and jumps off the turnbuckle, rolling under White and behind him. From the adjacent turnbuckle, Paige jumps off and takes out White with a crossbody.

Jeffrey: We're barely into this match and the midgets are already flying!

White, fuming, throws Paige away and gets back to his feet. Cain runs at him and eats a massive clothesline. Jarlsson eats one next, and finally Paige, who lands hard and rolls out of the ring. White roars as Bally Hoo is the last man to stand and he takes him out with a clothesline that sends him over the top rope and toppling to the outside!

Jeffrey: The Freight Train is dominating just like I said he would!

Phoenix: We're still early into this match, though, and White won't be able to win unless he gets himself a ladder!

Cain is the first to his feet and he and White exchange blows. White gets the upper hand and whips Cain into the corner. He runs at Cain but The Bruiser lifts his boot and kicks White in the face. White stumbles back and Cain runs at him, taking him out with a lariat! At almost the same time, Paige pushes a ladder into the ring and rolls in. Before Paige can do anything however, Jarlsson is back to his feet and grabs her, pulling her in and knocking her down with a shoulder barge. Jarlsson drops his knee onto Paige's head, who writhes in pain.

Before Jarlsson can strike anymore, Bally Hoo, who is back in the ring, steps between Jarlsson and Paige. He motions that Jarlsson should pick on someone a bit bigger and points at himself. Jarlsson wastes no time launching some elbows into Bally Hoo's face, who stumbles before gaining his own momentum and coming back with some lefts and rights. Bally Hoo takes out Jarlsson with a short-arm clothesline and follows it with a Big Boot. As Jarlsson rolls out of the ring, Hoo picks up Paige and checks if she's OK.

Jeffrey: Look at Bally Hoo, the chivalrous one!

Paige looks confused at Bally Hoo, frowning. Bally Hoo asks again if she's OK, and Paige responds with a slap to the face! Paige then hits a few strikes and then hits Bally Hoo with a dropkick!

Phoenix: I'm sure Bally meant well, but Paige doesn't appreciate being treated differently because she's a woman! Bally Hoo better expect as much fight out of her than anyone else, especially considering this is her specialty match!

Paige turns to see White and Cain still going at it, exchanging lefts and rights at a sluggish pace. She decides to get involved and chops Brian White across the chest! Then she turns to Cain and chops him too! She chops White again and then turns her focus to Cain, chopping him multiple times until he falls into the corner! Paige unleashes a flurry of kicks on The Bruiser, before stepping back, screaming aloud and hitting a running enziguri!

Phoenix: Paige dominating the 4CW Hall of Famer! She calls that combo the Madness of the Moon!

Jeffrey: Hey Scott, remind me never to get on the wrong side of Pilgrim Paige!

As Paige gets to her feet, White is back on the scene and he grabs Paige viciously, lifting her with ease and hitting a body slam! He then grabs Cain in the corner, grabs his face and says something inaudible, then picks up Cain and body slams him - straight on to Paige! White roars again and spots the ladder, picking it up and setting it up in the corner. He looks around, seeing Paige and Cain on the mat, Bally Hoo on the outside and Jarlsson recovering on the apron and decides to climb the ladder.

Jeffrey: Here he goes! White is ascending to victory!

Roberts: How long did it take you to come up with that one?

Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts!

Brian White makes it three rungs up, when Paige actually makes it to her feet first and spots him climbing. She heads over and throws a few blows into his back. White turns around on the ladder, ready to swat her like a fly, when Paige suddenly turns around, grabs White's arms and throws him down with the sit out iconoclasm!!

Phoenix: Pilgrim Paige is drawing down the moon! And in this instance, the moon is Brian White and he hit the mat hard!!

Jeffrey: This woman is nuts!

Paige gets back up as Cain does and he aims straight for her, looking for some revenge for the Madness of the Moon kicks. Paige runs and ducks under Cain, coming back from the ropes with a hurricanrana! Cain, partly by momentum and partly adrenaline, gets straight back to his feet and runs after Paige, taking her out with a lariat too! Both of them crash to the mat.

Roberts: Cain, Paige and White have really been the stars of this match! If Bally Hoo and Jarlsson are not careful, one of them could be left without a moon to collect!

Jeffrey: Maybe their saving their energy for when those three are all exhausted, ever think of that, genius?

Cain gets back up to his feet and grabs Paige, taking her out with a Side Effect before she can react. He follows it up by lifting her, grabbing her by the throat, and hitting the Turnbuckle Burner! Paige bounces off the turnbuckle and rolls out of the ring. Cain turns his attention to the ladder and grabs it, readjusting it only slightly before he starts to climb.

Phoenix: Now Cain is heading up the ladder! Can he be the first to grab a silver moon?

Cain makes it four rungs up when he feels Brian White tugging at his heels. Cain kicks White away and climbs another rung. White comes back and jerks the ladder and Cain falls - but lands on his feet! He turns to face White - who wipes out Cain with a huge clothesline that sends Cain spinning into the air!

Jeffrey: The Freight Train just ran straight through The Bruiser!!

White snarls and shouts something else at Cain before lifting him to his feet by his hair and sending him to the ropes. White lifts his leg for a big boot but Cain ducks and slips behind White. He tucks his arms under White's into a Full Nelson and slams him down into a Facebuster! Cain, fired up, grabs the ladder and clamps it shut, lifting it to use as a weapon. White slowly but surely gets to his feet - and is taken out with a FACE FULL OF LADDER!

Jeffrey: That little rat midget Cain is a piece of work! Had to use the ladder to take out The Freight Train!

Phoenix: Well, unfortunately for White, that's perfectly legal in this match!

Cain sets up the ladder again, almost shaking with adrenaline, and makes a steady climb up the ladder, seven rungs, eight rungs, he reaches the top, stretches up high ...

AND PULLS DOWN THE FIRST MOON!

Carson: Here is your winner, retriever of the first moon, "The Bruiser" Rhys Cain! The match will now continue until all moons are retrieved!

Roberts: Cain did it! Not only does that mean he is through to the next round, it also means he is the guy who gets to choose the stipulation for the next round!

Phoenix: And that is an advantage he will relish, I'm sure! But the match continues! Still three more moons to collect!

Cain gets down from the ladder, rolls out of the ring, and makes his way up the ramp, celebrating with a couple of fans on the way up. Paige is back up to her feet and sees Cain on the ramp with the moon. A frustrated expression spreads across her face as she realises she is out of winning the match and now has to retrieve a moon to stay in the Soul Survivor. She rolls back into the ring as White helps himself up on the ropes. They face off on each side of the ring and White laughs, motioning Paige to take the first shot.

Paige runs at White and he takes her out with a Big Boot! White leans over the ropes, laughing as Paige writhes on the floor from the boot to the face. White smiles menacingly and cracks his knuckles, before picking up Paige and throwing her over the top rope and to the outside narrowly avoiding the second ladder as she falls. White grins again as he picks up the ladder and sets it up - this time at the opposite turnbuckle - to take down another moon.

Jeffrey: Paige is back up! What's she doing now?

On the outside, Paige hurries up a ladder until she reaches the top rung. She unties the asteroid belt and makes her way back down as White begins to climb the ladder. 2 rungs, 3 rungs, 4 rungs, 5...
Paige rolls back in to the ring and aims for White - whipping him with the asteroid belt!! White stops him climb, reeling in pain, as Paige whips him again! This time, White stumbles and falls off the ladder. He gets back to his knees as Paige whips him a third time! And then a fourth! And then a FIFTH TIME! Welts appear on White's shoulder and back as she whips him a SIXTH TIME!

Then, Paige cripples almost immediately after, as Jarlsson smashes her across the back of the head with a silver Frisbee! Jarlsson then picks up Paige and throws her into the corner. He unleashes a flurry of punches and kicks in quick succession and Paige crumples down to the turnbuckle bottom as she takes the hits. Jarlsson picks up the belt and turns back to Paige, a sparkle in his eye. He stands over her, ready to attack, when Paige moves forward and low blows Jarlsson!! Jarlsson goes down like a sack of potatoes and Paige grabs the belt again! She whips Jarlsson twice, then turns to White and whips him twice!! Bally Hoo climbs up on to the apron - and falls back down as he also gets whipped! Paige runs to the ladder than White set up and climbs at a breakneck speed! Before anyone can do anything to stop her, she reaches the top and pulls down the second moon!

Carson: The second moon has been retrieved by Pilgrim Paige! Only two moons remain!

Paige, now a bit more relaxed knowing she's secured her spot in the next round, makes her way down from the ladder and leaves the ring immediately.

Phoenix: Well, Paige did it! She's now through to the next round as well! Meaning either Bally Hoo, Gunner Jarlsson or Brian White will miss out on a moon and be eliminated from Soul Survivor!

Jeffrey: They are running out of tickets to the next round! Time to get serious!

As Paige walks back up the ramp, the three remaining participants all get to their feet in the ring and roughly the same time, Hoo trailing last as he comes in from outside. Bally Hoo just watches as Jarlsson runs at White and starts launching vicious elbows at him. White gives as good as he gets though and the two go back and forth as Hoo watches on, shrugging slightly to the crowd as if to say "why get involved?"

Eventually, White gets the upper hand and clotheslines Jarlsson out of the ring. He grabs a painted softball planet that had fallen from somewhere and throws it at Jarlsson on the outside. Jarlsson picks it up, frustrated he was hit with something so ridiculous, turns and throws it at Roberts on the commentary booth!

Jeffrey: Ha! Serves you right, Roberts?

Roberts: What did I do to deserve that?!

Jeffrey: You were born.

In the ring, White and Bally Hoo go nose to nose. Both big men start throwing their weight around, shoving each other. They get into a grapple and push each other around, neither guy getting a decisive advantage. Eventually, Bally Hoo pulls White into a headlock and the two struggle for a bit. Behind them, Jarlsson quietly gets into the ring. White manages to break out of the headlock and then pulls Bally into a headlock of his own! They struggle again. Behind them, Jarlsson slowly moves the ladder to the nearest turnbuckle and sets it up, trying to be as discreet as possible. Jarlsson slowly climbs the ladder, looking back at White and Hoo every other second to make sure they haven't seen him. When he feels confident he won't be seen, he stops looking and continues to climb.

Jeffrey: Jarlsson's gonna sneak a moon!! Go, quick, before they notice!

At this precise moment, possibly due to how loud Jeffrey is screaming, White and Hoo both turn to see Jarlsson climbing the ladder. They look at each other, then sneak up on Jarlsson - AND PUSH THE LADDER OVER! Jarlsson falls outside of the ring - and CRASHES INTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! With Jarlsson out of the way, White and Bally Hoo waste no time in throwing lefts and rights back at each other! Bally Hoo starts to gain traction, and gets into a rhythm. He sends White to the ropes - he looks like he's going to clothesline him - but at the last second - Bally Hoo STOPS?!

Phoenix: W-What's he doing? Why did he stop?

White is also confused as he realises that the blow he was expecting never came. He looks up and Bally Hoo gives him a hand gesture to "wait a moment", then he rolls out of the ring, White looking on perplexed, grabs a ladder and gets back into the ring. Hoo sets up the ladder to the only other turnbuckle left with a moon, then points at White, and then the other ladder, then points to himself, and the ladder he just set up.

Jeffrey: Wait a minute... the guy's got a point here.

White, realising what Hoo is pointing out, laughs at himself, grabs the other ladder to make sure it's set up properly, and begins to climb! Hoo climbs the opposite ladder, the two big guys going up the ladders to grab the two remaining moons!

Roberts: Oh, I get it! They took out Jarlsson, there's two of them and two moons left - there's no need to fight!

Jeffrey: Took you long enough, dipshit!

Incredulously, both White and Bally Hoo reach the top of their ladders and collect their moons with ease!

Carson: And the final two moons go to Brian White and Bally Hoo! The remaining participant, Gunner Jarlsson, is eliminated from Soul Survivor!

White's music hits as both Bally Hoo and White get down from their ladders. Bally Hoo looks pretty pleased with himself and tries to give White a high five for their moment of wisdom but White looks at Hoo with disgust and leaves the ring with his moon!

Phoenix: Well, it was a match that had a lot of memorable moments that's for sure! Bally Hoo and White are through to the next round, Jarlsson is out!

From the stage, out come Rhys Cain and Pilgrim Paige. White stops on the ramp. Bally Hoo still in the ring. The four remaining participants stare each other down and throw hand gestures to each other, shouting about how they are going to win over the other three.

Jeffrey: It comes down to these four and Brian White is still my favourite to win the whole thing!

Phoenix: But of course you can't forget, since Cain won this week's match, he will decide the stipulation for the next round! Thank you for joining us, ladies and gentlemen, this is 4CW Storm Front and you just witnessed the first ever Moonlight Massacre match!!

4CW

Considering this show only had one match, it was pretty packed.

I was intrigued by Valentine's segment. I'm assuming this angle is leading somewhere, or else it's quite random to just have him retire, but we'll see.

I thought Supreme's segment was pretty great too. Looking forward to having Reamer back in the fold!

I can't really comment on much more since the two segments Cain and White did were written by Gorgrim and myself and I wrote  the Soul Survivor and that's basically the whole show!

Enjoyed reading it though and I'm looking forward to our next time out! I'll give you my stipulation as soon as I've decided, Compy. 🙂

I will get the whole show read and commented on today.  When can we expect the next show?

Compy will post the card soon... it's usually 2 weeks from then or so.

Good segs, solid commentary, fun match with some nice spots... a highly enjoyable show! I'm glad the Moonlight Massacre match was indeed workable. Hope it was a good time to write, and not too challenging. But it is good to be challenged at times, of course. Nice job incorporating the themed weapons, and thanks for the spot with the iconoclasm spot (Paige's "Drawing Down the Moon"). First time (I think) the move was used and you basically gave the move name an origin story within the ladder spot as White attempted to "draw down" a moon! Fun fact: drawing down the Moon is a Wiccan ritual.

Also, damn, it's cool to see Reamer back on 4W! Valentine's return/retirement (hmm...) was solid, though I missed the 4CW era with Supreme, [chux] and Valentine dominating the scene. At least, I'm pretty sure I did. Oki-Kira was back in 2011 and admittedly, I didn't properly follow much of the shows in that time, absorbing myself in the character. Was fun, though I don't miss RPing a mute character! Phew!

Oh, one thing though - the color code used for Paige's speech is wrong - not to mention looks too light on the default background. But yeah, it's meant to be #DDA0DD. Wouldn't mind if it had been a different purple, but pink is so not my thing!

This one, right here!

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Over all a grest show and it's awesome to see some new faced in 4CW.  I'm upset at Mad Dogg's Segment.  I was all excited to get my revenge on Valentine for my losses only to see him retire.  Lol. I just hope there is more to this. I find what Sery is doing inretesting and can't wait to see how he responds to my segment.  The match was truly epic.  Paige,  I loved your stipulation.   My wife being Wiccan herself, she thought the concept very cool as well.  It's hard to create a concept that is fun and unique with out being silly and you really nailed it.  Over all this was a great show with some really solid segments.  I can't wait to see where the show goes from here.

Valentine Seg -  No Comment

Rhys Seg – I’m a little late to the party, but I assume Carstein and Rhysus have some unfinished business, but then he’s attacked by Brian White! I vaguely think I remember reading about these guys starting a bit of a feud from just being the same match together. That’s pretty cool as it doesn’t happen very often. Wondering how Rhys is gonna juggle White, Carstein, and his quest for the World title!

Sery Seg – I feel like these segs are Sery’s thing, with selling his brand and all. It does leave me very curious to see his answer to where he’s going with his career basically. Always liked and appreciated Sery.

White Seg – Another run in, I do like how this wasn’t separated into two shows and instead just two segments on the same show. I’m assuming milk plays a role? Im sorry im behind. All in all, I enjoyed both encounters.

Supreme Seg – Supreme! Lol. That’s awesome to see you back! 4CW needs the new faces as well as the old to get us off the ground. This seg was great, although I think you used the word Redemption a little too much 😉 Really looking forward to Sery’s response and in general Supreme’s return!

Soul Survivor Moonlight Massacre – When I first read the stipulation I didn’t know what to think, but I couldn’t help but just assume it be tough to follow, but it really wasn’t. Well done Rhys and I really liked the finish. That is EXACTLY something I would write to finish this type of match so nice man.

4CW is back baby! One match show but I truly enjoy segments and nothing was forced so awesome show. Let’s keep this shit goin! Oh wait I’m retired…..have fun guys

Thanks. And the whole spoiled milk thing comes from an earlier Soul Survivor match a few weeks back where fans brought the weapons and Rhys squirted a water gun filled with spoiled milk over White.

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The colored text needs more thought put into it. Huge discrepancy between how some colors appear on default background versus how they appear on Night mode. I can't even see Carson's introductions in Night mode on my phone, even with brightness up. This goes for elsewhere too. The actual colored 4CA thread title text, that blue, is barely visible in Night mode.
Also, sorry, must reiterate, Paige's speech color on this show - the first show she ever spoke at - is both wrong and barely visible. Code is supposed to be DDA0DD.

I guess the problem is that the colour codes are meant to work in default mode, not night mode. I've had issues with this since I started, but there's not really anything one can do about it, except switch to default mode....

Or if anyone is insistent on certain colour codes being used, make sure that they are properly visible in both.

That was my thought.