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Quite a show. A lot to take in! I've read most of it, though. A great job was done of playing up how big Revival is, as well as all the lead-up/build-up to said PPV. Matches were all solid, well-written affairs. Segs were great. Loved all the
I was disappointed that none of my opponents RPed. That said—observing all the
Also, major props to Rhys for going above and beyond in terms of pulling this massive show together, writing and tackling the card head-on. It really is appreciated.
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Dam, Phil McGroin didn't have a great night. Good show though.
Very enjoyable. That crazy shit at the end of my seg was certainly fun, and I like how you integrated it in to what I gave you.
Great job on the show. Revival, here we come! :-D
4CW Hall of Fame Class of 2018. Triple Crown Champion 2020. 2 times Universal, 2 times Tag team and 1 Time World Heavyweight Champion.
Wrestler of the Year 2017, Champion of the Year 2017, Most Improved 2017
First things first. Hope you all have been enjoying the Sery vs. Supreme stuff. Its been alot of fun to write.
Hey look JJ Blaze was back for a freak moment! 4CW's resident zombie. No shocker that Hazel got the win, since Blaze did not RP. Shame too. Good match. Looks like Paige's stable is picking up some steam.
Rhys vs. Viper will be interesting. Since I've never seen Snake in 4CW ever! His last run was before I even came to the site. Will the ring rust get the best of him!?!?!?! Rhys blows through BANG!, because of a no show by BANG! I hope BANG! finds his way back to 4CW though. The more active people the better.
Glock 9 is an interesting character. Seems like a freak 😋 Can't wait to see more from him. He is facing the newly debuting Phil McGroin. What a interesting name. Good match from the two. Glock pulls out another win, are we getting a undefeated streak going here quietly? I wanna see more from McGroin too. Wish he would have had a segment this show introducing himself or something. Oh well.
If Brian White's opponent is Willy Twist, I would shit my pants and eat my cap. There is no way Strung would ever return! What a surprise that would be. Anyways, I can't help but wonder who the mystery opponent is. I hope it isnt a let down like most of TNA's big announcements. Looking forward to this at Revival.
Now with the tag team match. Reamer and I had a joint RP planned. But life got in the way and we werent able to get one out. I would have pressed more on it. But Supreme and Sery winning or losing really didnt effect the storyline anyways. Was a well written main event. I'm kind of hurt Supreme killed Hamilton though.
Good show. Jam packed. Hopefully you guys start doing longer reviews! Highlight of the show was def. Viper returning. Also is Fish done with 4CW?
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Also is Fish done with 4CW?
It seems so. He didn't re-sign up when I took over.
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As a side note, I will give feedback on Roleplays in the next few days.
I'd appreciate some feedback on mine too even though it wasn't actually necessary :-)
4CW Hall of Fame Class of 2018. Triple Crown Champion 2020. 2 times Universal, 2 times Tag team and 1 Time World Heavyweight Champion.
Wrestler of the Year 2017, Champion of the Year 2017, Most Improved 2017
As a side note, I will give feedback on Roleplays in the next few days.
I'd appreciate some feedback on mine too even though it wasn't actually necessary :-)
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"Vertigo" by Eclipse plays over a video package featuring an array of 4CW roster members, including "The Bruiser" Rhys Cain, Supreme, Brian White and Pilgrim Paige. Then we cut to a packed arena as the camera pans the fans and a selection of pyro erupts on stage. The white noise of the crowd is broken by the voice of our commentary team, Scott Phoenix.
Scott Phoenix: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to 4CW Storm Front! We are just one month away from Revival!! This go-home show is packed with all sorts of great matches including our main event tonight, as 4CW Custom Cup Champion Supreme will team up with Sery to take on Paige & Tsukiko of The Coven!
Ray Jeffrey: And if that's not enough, we've also got Glock 9, who made his impressive debut last week by destroying Zephyris, taking on our newest 4CW star, Phil McGroin!
James Roberts: And the 4CW Heavyweight Champion will be in action tonight as he takes on another debutant, Bang Roivas! Roivas has a lot of history behind him, he's wrestled all around the world, but how will he fare in the greatest promotion in the wrestling industry against the World Champion?!
Phoenix: The show really is packed from top to bottom - so let's get it underway with singles action!
The arena lights dim as Lycia's gothic dirge "Baltica" begins. Bluish-white spotlights dance about the stage. A pair of silvery, cat-like eyes appear on the 4CWTron. Suddenly, it malfunctions, glitching into broken images and then freezing. The lights and 4CWTron go out, leaving pitch black. At center stage, a small silver-white flame flickers in mid-air, providing a momentary glimpse of a pale, feminine face—and the eerie eyes from the video loop. Suddenly, she blows the flame out. The crowd buzzes in anticipation. Where she'd been standing, a silver firework ascends out of the darkness and explodes overhead, creating a starburst pattern. The crowd pops.
Phoenix: One hell of a dazzling display, as we anticipate the debut match of the eerie Witch Hazel!
Jeffrey: 4CW has another hot goth chick that can kick butt? I'm so on board!
The jumbotron restarts. The music and lighting, however, do not. At center-stage, tiny glowing lights appear, emanating from a small glass jar held by ten thin, long fingers. The left index finger bears a silver ring with a leafy pentacle design. In the glow, the pale face of a hooded young woman is visible, just for a moment. She seems entranced by the lights, which float about in random directions. A zoom-in reveals this movement to be fluttering rather than floating—fireflies flitting about! A single spotlight suddenly illuminates the scene, and the woman lowers her hood.
Carson: This bout is scheduled for one-fall. Making her way to the ring, from both everywhere... and nooowheeere... weighing in at 128 pounds... WITCH... HAZZZELLL!!
"Baltica" starts back up while the arena lights return, greatly dimmed. Hazel walks calmly down the ramp, looking straight ahead at the ring. The 4CWTron shows images of uninhabited landscapes and clips of Hazel strolling through dense forests. Hazel walks around ringside and entrusts her jar of fireflies to the timekeeper. She then slides into the ring and looks upon the sea of people, taking a deep breath. She then stands perfectly still at center ring and closes her eyes. Rapid bursts of silver pyro shoot up from the ring posts. Hazel gazes about once more with her intense, lustrous eyes. The arena lights return to normal as she picks a corner to stand in, appearing poised and ready.
Roberts: Hazel is without her fellow faction members Pilgrim Paige and Tsukiko Mizuno tonight, as they, too, found themselves on tonight's card in a tag match.
Jeffrey: Oh, she's all alone, huh? How'd you figure that out, by LOOKING? Well-spotted, James. You'll make detective yet! Phoenix, you got anything on the new girl?
Phoenix: Well, she's the youngest member of The Coven, I know that this young lady has trained under the former 4CW competitor, Oki-Kira. Tsukiko herself is her current trainer. All three young women share an interest in the occult and practice... something like witchcraft, near as I can tell. Wrestled on the indies... hmm. That's about the long and short of it.
The spotlights dance as the primal, percussion-heavy intro of Avenged Sevenfold's "Shepherd of Fire" commences its commanding rhythm. JJ Blaze's 4CWTron video runs through a highlight reel of high-impact maneuvers. As the song moves into its driving main theme, Blaze appears at the top of the ramp, looking smugly confident. He begins his stride to the ring. Michael Carson pipes back up on the mic...
Carson: And her opponent, from Columbus, Ohio and weighing in at 204 pounds... JJ BLAAAZE!!
Phoenix: A 4CW re-debut for Jeremiah Judah Blaze, returning to competition right here on Storm Front!
Roberts: It's been quite some time since 4CW has seen Blaze in action. I'm curious to see what he has in store for us tonight!
Jeffrey: I notice that he, too is without familiar company. No sign of Tico Thrax anywhere! It's strange to look over to ringside and not see that weasel shouting from his comfy little chair.
Phoenix: Pretty sure that was a wheelchair, Ray.
JJ Blaze stops just in front of the ring apron and observes the crowd before sliding into the ring, looking poised and ready.
The lights go up as the music cuts out.
Blaze walks up to Hazel, flicks his long hair back and loudly declares, "Welcome to 4CW, babe!" as he offers his hand to shake. Hazel stares into him with her cold, silvery eyes. Her expression softens for a moment and she hesitantly extends her arm, only for JJ to pull away at the last second, turning to the crowd and laughing heartily.
Roberts: Dick move by Blaze, if I do say so myself.
Hazel's expression turns icy as she begins removing her jacket. She tosses at to ringside, standing ready with her right hand cupped and arm drawn back. Blaze turns back, still chuckling and is met with a face-full of of sea salt! He reels, face stinging and eyes tearing up. The bell is rung.
Phoenix: And we're off, folks! What a statement by the newcomer!
Jeffrey: With style! Right in the face, ahaha!
Hazel lands some forearms and chops, all while dodging the blind haymakers of Blaze. Hitting a gut kick, she charges into the ropes and returns at a clip, ducking under Blaze's swinging arm. Blaze is slow to react as she builds momentum, bounces off the opposite rope, and returns with a high running dropkick right on the nose! He topples, rolling to ringside to gain a breather.
Phoenix: Blaze's disrespect has backfired tremendously. He's gotta clear the cobwebs and slow the hedge witch down!
Jeffrey: Hey, he's heading this way!
As the referee counts, Jeremiah Judah Blaze heads to the commentators' table, demanding James Roberts' bottle of water. Hazel watches on, looking amused.
Jeffrey: Better do what he says, twirp! He does NOT look like he's joking around!
Blaze rinses his face and eyes, then tosses the bottle. He gives his head a shake and charges back to the ring, sliding in. He rages at Hazel, using no polite words and comes at her like a raging bull, head low. The newcomer leapfrogs over, but this time it is Blaze who bounces back full-force, flattening his opponent with a vicious clothesline to the back of the neck!
Jeffrey: One wise decision and one highly aggressive attack later, and Jeremiah "Totally Not a Zombie Anymore" Judah Blaze is standing tall!
Phoenix: Well, now we get to observe what kind of recuperative powers this upstart young competitor may possess. This is her debut televised match and I'm sure she's looking to make a big mark, but she'll have to be as tough as she was crafty at the start there, if she's hoping to walk out of here with a big win under her belt.
JJ picks up his fallen opponent, whose limbs are doing a fine imitation of a ragdoll. He spins her away and locks on a waistlock. Blaze braces himself, bent at the knees and with feet planted as he follows through with a beautiful bridging german suplex.
Roberts: That could do it right there!
The referee drops to the mat...
One...
Two...
Th—kick-out!
Jeffrey: About two and three quarters on that one!
Phoenix: And just as I alluded to earlier, this was a make-or-break moment that relied on guts, adrenaline and instinct. Lotta resolve on display, there.
Roberts: But Hazel is still down and Blaze looks intent on punishing his opponent!
Blaze sarcastically applauds Witch Hazel's resilience, then drags her into the corner and hooks her arms over the ropes. He then proceeds to lay into her with a series of nasty knife edge chops that ring out in the arena, sending the audience into WOOO! mode. JJ Blaze steps back to the middle of the ring, gathers up a head of steam and darts forward, straight for Hazel. She manages to get one boot up as he leaps in for a splash, but Blaze extends his arms and catches it in mid-air, slamming her leg back down and throwing yet another huge chop to the chest.
Roberts: Wise thinking by Witch Hazel there, but it was outdone by the more experienced competitor on that one.
Blaze swings his arm around, signalling a tornado DDT. He locks up Hazel in a three-quarter facelock and situates himself on the second turnbuckle. Hazel struggles, but is met with forearms to the back in return. Blaze swings out from the buckle, but Hazel grabs a hold of his tights and hangs on for dear life, forcing Blaze to only plant his feet on the canvas. She shoves him away aggressively and he charges forth, yelling, only to run into a drop toe hold right into the second turnbuckle!
Jeffrey: Smooth move! This is her chance to turn the tides of this match.
Hazel takes a moment to finally catch her breath, chest aching. JJ Blaze groggily rises up from his knees. Witch Hazel is right there, waiting and acts quickly, hooking the neck and driving the former Undead Man down to the mat with a falling reverse DDT, a la Christian Cage. Wasting no time, she immediately drops to all fours and delivers a series of headbutts to the chest of her fallen foe. At the ref's count of 4, she ceases, narrowly avoiding a DQ loss. She backs away, only to charge in and bring the hammer down with a jumping headbutt to Blaze's own forehead. Hazel hooks the leg...
One...
Two—kick-out!
Jeffrey: Hazel the Hedge Witch, playing some hard-hitting Head Games! Ahaha. That's called alliteration, Roberts, you could learn a thing or two. Anyway—this girl is nuts! I love it. That's some 4CW-worthy aggression right there!
Roberts: It seems that Witch Hazel can dish it out as well as she can take it, but she's gonna need to do some more damage to keep Blaze down.
Blaze is slow to recover, turning over and trying to push himself up off the mat. Before he can rise, though, the witchy woman leaves her feet, performing a beautiful cartwheel kick that plants her heel down hard on JJ's neck, putting him right back down.
Jeffrey: That definitely rattled his braaains! What a kick.
Phoenix: Unorthodox offense from an unorthodox up-and-comer. My research into her indie work tells me she calls that little trick—Ray, you're gonna love this—Wheels on Heels.
Jeffrey: You're right, I do!
Roberts: I don't get it.
Hazel crosses the ring to stand in a corner, waiting for Blaze to gain his feet. When he does stand, he is slightly off balance. The silver-haired sorceress takes off at top speed, raising her boot up high to meet the forehead of the 6 foot 1 JJ Blaze, but her attack is dodged. Hazel puts on the brakes and spins around just in time to dodge a big super kick. An Irish whip attempt is reversed by Blaze, sending Witch Hazel into the ropes. He lowers his head for a back body drop, but gets caught and dropped in a spinning facebuster that sends him bouncing off the canvas, ending up on his back. Hazel quickly scurries to the apron and up to the top turnbuckle, facing the ring. Without hesitation, she dives off the buckle with a high leap for hang-time, twists in mid-air and lands a rounding moonsault across JJ Blaze's abdomen.
Phoenix: Calls that In a Haze! High-impact move there. Shades of Alexa Bliss.
Hazel stays on top for the count...
One...
Two...
THREE!!
Carson: Here is your winner... WITCH HAZEL!
"Baltica" strikes back up as Hazel has her hand raised by the ref.
Jeffrey: This gal just scored her first win in 4CW!
Phoenix: Yes indeed, and a big one at that. A gutsy showing by one of the roster's newest members.
Hazel rolls out the ring and commences walking up the ramp.
Roberts: And here's our own Gabriel Crowe heading down the ramp. Take it away, Gabriel!
Crowe: Thanks, James. Hazel, you just scored your first win in 4CW! In your debut match, no less. How are you feeling right now?
Hazel stares into Crowe's eyes until he finally elects to look away and retreat backstage. Hazel proceeds up the ramp.
Roberts: Uh... thank you, Gabriel! Don't go anywhere, people, we'll be right back!
*~*
Phoenix: Yes, that's right! The next time you see 4CW will be at the Air Canada Centre in Toronto, for Revival XI! It's the biggest event of the year for 4CW and we hope to see you there!
Roberts: And we'd like to thank The Fallen State for the use of their song "The Quickening" as the official theme of Revival!
"The Burden" by Bury Tomorrow hits the PA system and out comes the 4CW Heavyweight Champion Rhys Cain. He stands on top of the ramp for a moment, to let the crowd's pop sink in, then he adjusts the belt on his shoulder and makes his way down to the ring, slapping the hands of a few lucky fans on his way down.
Carson: The following contest is a non-title match and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, now residing in Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 220lbs, he is the 4CW Heavyweight Champion, "THE BRUISER" RHYS CAIN!!
Cain rolls into the ring and jumps up on to the turnbuckle, using his hand as a scope to see the crowd, before jumping back down and grabbing a microphone from the ringside staff.
Roberts: It seems like The Bruiser has something to say before his match tonight.
Jeffrey: And maybe if you shut up, we'll be able to hear what it is.
Cain waits for the crowds chants of "Let's Go Bruiser" to die down before addressing them and the millions watching at home.
Cain: Florida over the last few years has become almost a second home to me - so it doesn't feel odd to say - it's good to be home!
Another big pop from the crowd.
Cain: And I know I have this match tonight against Bang Roivas... yeah, you may have heard of him, he's wrestled all around the world - but tonight, he's in the big leagues, the biggest league, Four Corners Wrestling... but before we get into that, I have something important to say. You see, as you probably already know, Revival is right around the corner! Just a month away to the biggest show of the year! But it seems that I, the 4CW Heavyweight Champion, don't yet have an opponent. Now, I've never been one to run from a fight, but no-one has really made the effort to start a fight with me lately, so guess what? I'M starting the fight!!
Cain grins as the crowd pop again. He takes off his "BRUISER" shirt and throws it outside of the ring.
Cain: So, here and now, I am officially issuing an OPEN CHALLENGE to anyone in the back who thinks they can take me on at Revival for this championship! I don't care who you are, but if you think you have what it takes to hang with me in the main event of the BIGGEST EVENT of the year, then go ahead and accept my challenge! Now, obviously I have a match right now, but I'm giving someone til the end of the night to accept my challenge... and if no-one does, well... I guess I'll have to go looking for someone! Roivas, get out here, let's do this.
Cain drops the mic outside of the ring and warms up on the spot as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.
The sound of some sort of firearm cocking is heard and after a moments pause it's followed by the sound of a shot fired. "A Cut Above" by Avery Watts blares on the PA System as the lights dim into near darkness. A thin mist rolls over the stage and ramp area as smoke billows from the four corners of the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Introducing, the best of the beeeeeeeest... aaaa-eee-HERE'S WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE ( LOOKS LIKE! ), BEING THE BEST! WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE, TO BE A CUT ABOVE THE REST!"
Suddenly a stoplight illuminates a previously unseen figure on the stage, standing with his back to the crowd. He raises one hand, digits folded into a fingergun with his pointer and middle fingers as the barrel, and his thumb as the hammer. Pointing high into the sky, he folds his thumb against his pointer fingers suddenly, 'firing' the gun as pyrotechnics explode around the stage.
Bang Roivas twirls on his heels to face the crowd, strutting forward and paying no mind to the leftover sparks from his pyro bouncing off his chest and shoulders with the EGO World Championship on his waist. He leisurely makes his way to the ring, somehow managing to chew gum and also deal with the toothpick between his lips as he looks at the crowd through his shades. His expression goes from neutral to the occasional smirk as he goes, depending on how he feels.
Carson: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Paradise City in Parts Unknown, standing at six-foot-two and weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-six pounds, "THE EGO" ... BANG ... ROIVAS!!
Eventually reaching the ringside area, he plucks the toothpick from his mouth and tosses it high into the air, and it lands somewhere in the fans; probably in some unlucky ( or lucky depending on how you see it) fan's drink. Stepping over to the ring steps, he spits out his gum on the ringside floor before jogging up them and stepping onto the apron. Standing there on the apron, he gloves the fans another shot of his fingergun pose before putting his other hand on the top rope and, pulling back, umping and using the momentum to launch himself into the ring. He lands on his feet in the ring and quickly takes his shades off and places them in the pocket of his leather jacket, which he hangs on the ringpost along with his EGO World Championship.
Phoenix: For anyone wondering, the championship that Bang Roivas is holding is from a defunct promotion. He carries it - as a sort of treasure or talisman, I guess - but 4CW officials have asked me to point out that the EGO World Championship is not a recognised title here in 4CW. Nevertheless, we know this man is a seasoned champion and will give Rhys Cain a run for his money here tonight!
Climbing the ropes Bang takes a seat on the top turnbuckle and, beckoning a member of the ringside staff over, demands a water bottle which he is promptly supplied with. Roivas drinks his water and only glances at Rhys Cain, almost like the fact his opponent is 4CW Champion is simply an afterthought. Eventually, he jumps down from the turnbuckle and the referee calls for the bell.
Cain and Roivas lock horns in the centre of the ring. After a short back and forth struggle, Roivas locks Cain in a headlock. He rears a little, until Cain pushes him away towards the ropes. Cain lies down and Roivas jumps over. Roivas comes back and is leapfrogged by Cain. On Roivas' third return, Cain takes him out with an armdrag. The two face off for a few seconds and the crowd cheer. Then they lock up against and this time Cain gets the headlock. He is pushed into the ropes by Roivas and on his return Roivas hits a dropkick.
Roivas continues his assault with a snap suplex. Cain recovers and hits a snap suplex of his own. They clash again and Roivas hits a second snap suplex. Cain gets back to his feet and hits Roivas with a belly-to-belly suplex. The crowd pop for the fast-paced back and forth action as the two take eachother out with a double clothesline.
Phoenix: These two are back and forth neck and neck so far! What an exhilarating opening.
Bang Roivas is first to his feet and he and Cain stand on opposite corners again. Roivas smirks cockily and motions for Cain to "bring it". Cain challenges Roivas to a test of strength. Roivas accepts - but kicks Cain in the gut and delivers a few punches to a hunched Cain. Roivas then hits a spinning heel kick and covers Cain for the first time in the match. The referee slides in and counts. 1...2... but Cain kicks out. Roivas lifts Cain and sends him to the corner. Roivas runs at Cain and Cain gets a boot up. Roivas eats boot and stumbles away and Cain runs at him and hits the Side Effect! 1...2... but Roivas kicks out!
Cain picks up Roivas and hits a Sidewalk Slam. He hooks the leg again. 1... but this time Roivas kicks out quickly. Seeing this as a taunt by Roivas he picks up the EGO Champion and sends him to the corner. Then, Cain approaches, and hits a vicious knife edge chop! He shakes his stinging hand, then hits a second knife edge chop! Then a third! A fourth! Fifth! Sixth! Seventh! Eighth! And finally ninth Knife Edge Chop leaves Roivas chest red raw. Roivas stumbles out of the corner and Cain slips behind him for a German Release Suplex - but Roivas, unbeknownst to Cain flips out of it and lands on his feet. Cain turns and Roivas hits him with a reverse neckbreaker! Roivas then hurries over to the ropes and climbes the turnbuckle. He gets to the top, throws an imaginary tooth pick out of his mouth and hits a beautiful diving moonsault!
Jeffrey: Bang flying through the air like fireworks, is it enough?!
Roivas hooks the leg, the referee counts... one, two... NO! Cain kicks out!! Roivas looks a little frustrated at this and gets up and hits a standing moonsault for good measure! He hooks the leg again! ONE... TWO... NO! Once again, Cain powers out of the fall!
Phoenix: Roivas is giving a hell of a showing, taking our champion to the limit here! But Cain isn't beat yet!
Roivas immediately resumes his assault. He grabs The Bruiser and hits and overhead belly-to-belly suplex! All fired up, Roivas jumps to his feet! He swings his arms wildly towards Cain, who gets up - and is hit with the Howitzer Superkick!
Roberts: Oh my god! The Howitzer! Cain is out!
Roivas falls on the champion, ready for the ref to count the fall, to mark his debut with a victory over the 4CW World Champion. The ref counts....
ONE...
TWO...
THR----
NO!! Cain kicks out at the very last nanosecond! Roivas sits up, a look of utter bewilderment on his face! He runs his hands through his hair, cracks starting to show in his always cocky and confident demeanour. He gets back to his feet and lifts the limp Cain up to his feet. Roivas sets up and lifts Cain into some sort of suplex but Cain reverses and gathers his feet, turning Roivas around and hitting a Cutter out of nowhere! Cain uses the opportunity to gather his breath for a few precious moments before heading to the corner. It doesn't take long for Roivas to get to his feet though and Cain sprints towards him, launches himself into the air - AND HITS DRAGON RAGE!!
Phoenix: There's the Busaiku Knee Kick that Cain calls Dragon Rage!!
Roberts: I think that's all she wrote!!
Cain falls on top of his opponent and the referee counts the fall!
ONE...TWO...THREE!!
Carson: Here is your winner ... the 4CW World Heavyweight Champion ... "The Bruiser" ... RHYS ... CAIN!!
Both competitors deal with the exhaustion from the match. Rhys Cain gets to his feet and celebrates his win. He is handed the title by ringside staff and them climbs the turnbuckle, lifting the title into the air for the crowd. Then Cain gets down from the buckle and rests against the ropes as the crowd applaud the efforts of both guys when suddenly...
SLAM!
Rhys Cain is hit in the back of the head with a steel chair! Rhys Cain slumps to the mat and the attacker is revealed to be none other than JON VIPER!!!
Phoenix: Oh my god! Jon Viper is here!! The Reptile is back in 4CW!!!
Roberts: And he's just taken out Cain with the steel chair!!
Jeffrey: YES! Viper is taking out the midget!! Does this mean what I think it means?!
Bang Roivas stumbles to his feet too - and Viper slams him across the head with the chair - and Roivas falls out through the middle rope and to the floor outside the ring! Viper lifts the chair with a wicked grin and slams Cain across the back. Cain writhes in agony as Viper drops the steel chair on the mat and grabs a microphone.
Viper: Rhys Cain... The Bruiser... Nice to meet your acquaintance!! You issued an open challenge for Revival... consider it ACCEPTED!!
Viper drops the mic on the mat and leaves the ring. The crowd are irate with Viper, nuclear level boos as the former Fight Club champion walks back up the ramp.
Jeffrey: This is great!! We've got our main event for Revival XI!!
Phoenix: It certainly seems so! "The Bruiser" Rhys Cain will defend the 4CW World Heavyweight Championship against Jon Viper!!
Viper is almost at the top of the ramp when a voice stops him in his path. Cain has grabbed the mic that Viper dropped and is smirking despite writhing in pain.
Cain: Hey Viper... you hit like a pussy!
Viper turns slowly, allowing the words to sink in - and then he sprints back down to the ring! Before Cain can establish any sort of defensive ground, Viper strikes, landing lefts and rights on the champion until he rolls outside of the ring. Jon Viper follows him outside and grabs Cain. He slams his head against the announce table. He grabs Cain in position, lifts him in the air - AND POWERBOMBS HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! The table collapses, the commentary team disperse, and Cain crashes into the mangled remains of the table, out cold.
Phoenix: A vicious powerbomb through the table!! Rhys Cain has been laid out!!
Jeffrey: It's like all my christmases at once! I've been a good boy!!
Phoenix: Well... this is mayhem - I don't know what else to say right now!! We have to go to a break, but don't go anywhere, we'll be right back!!
*~*
"Numb" by Linkin Park hits the PA system and the crowd have a mild mixed reaction for the brand new star they are about to see debut. The man comes out with cut jeans and a short haircut, black boots and kneepads. He strolls casually down to the ring with his chin up, not paying attention to the fans,
Carson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his 4CW debut, now residing in Helston, England, weighing in at 14 stone, PHIL ... MCGROIN!!
The fans continue their mixed reaction, as if they can't decide whether to like him or not. Phil McGroin, all 5 foot 7 of him, confidently strolls into the ring.
Jeffrey: You know I hear this man is nothing to mess about with! He might be a midget but he's a tough midget! I doubt we'll see him get destroyed like Viper destroyed Cain before the breask!
Roberts: I'm not sure McGroin like you calling him a midget.
Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts, I'm complimenting him! You know I hear he once made a cow tap out!
Roberts: You sure do hear a lot of things...
Phoenix: And for an update on The Bruiser, he is being treated by medical staff backstage... but now, it's time for singles action!
"Human" by Rag'n'Bone Man hits the speakers next and Phil McGroin looks on confidently as the mammoth that is Glock 9 steps out to a chorus of boos from the crowd, complete in black leather trenchcoat, shades and bandana.
Carson: And his opponent, standing 6'6, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, GLOCK ... NINE!!
Glock 9 makes his way confidently down to the ring. He sneers at the fans as he passes, making sure none of them can reach him. He takes his time as he strolls up to the ropes, does the leg-over climb into the ring, takes off his trench coat, shades and bandana, walks a few paces around, then stares directly at his opponent with a menacing smirk etched across his face. Whether confident or stupid, Phil McGroin doesn't look intimidated.
Phoenix: Last week Glock 9 made his debut and made short work of Zephyris! Tonight, his opponent is the debuting Phil McGroin! And this guy may be smaller than Zephyris, but we'll see what he can do in the ring! He has a mountain to climb if he wants to beat the Glock though!
The referee rings the bell and the match gets underway! McGroin runs at Glock 9 to try and somehow get an early advantage but the bigger and taller man simply grabs McGroin and throws him away across the ring. McGroin is quickly back up on his feet and runs at Glock again but with the same result. On his third attempt, McGroin changes tact, ducks at the last moment, bounces off the ropes and hits a clothesline on the turned-around Glock - but hits him as if he is a brick wall and McGroin lands hard on his back. Glock picks up his shorter opponent and throws him into the corner.
Glock delivers a few brutal elbows which causes McGroin to slump down the turnbuckle. Glock chokes him out with his boot while the ref counts but releases McGroin at the count of four. Glock then picks up McGroin and takes him out with a belly-to-belly suplex before covering for the first pin attempt of the match. 1...2... but McGroin kicks out! Glock looks surprised, as if McGroin had willingly chosen to suffer some more and picks him up to hit a second belly-to-belly, but McGroin slips out of Glock's grasp and hits a dropkick! Glock 9 stumbles but doesn't fall, so McGroin quickly jumps up and hits a second dropkick, which brings Glock to his knees.
Jeffrey: Look at this mad bastard! This midget is doing everything he can to bring down the big man!
McGroin runs backwards and comes back off the ropes. He jumps up for an enziguri - but Glock 9 grabs him suddenly, lifts him into the air and hits a powerbomb!
Roberts: WOW! What a bomb! McGroin didn't see that coming!
Glock hooks the leg, fully expecting the three this time. He nods along with the referee. 1...2....but NO! McGroin jumps up to kick out.
Jeffrey: And he kicked out! What did I say? Mad bastard!
Glock, half amused, half frustrated, at this guy's stubbornness not to quit picks up the small man again and whips him into the turnbuckle. Glock runs at McGroin and lifts his boot for a Big Boot, but McGroin slips under and rolls up the Glock! 1...2....Glock powers out! Both men get to their feet at almost the same time and Glock smashes into McGroin with a massive clothesline, causing him to flip 180 and crash to the mat hard. Glock 9 gathers himself and runs at the ropes, before dropping a big leg drop to the back of McGroin's head! He hooks the leg once again 1...2... but NO! McGroin kicks out again!
Phoenix: Well if you can say one thing about McGroin is that it clearly takes alot to put him down!
Glock now visibly pissed off at this tiny guy's refusal to give up, punches the mat and stands back up. He roughly grabs McGroin and picks him up - but McGroin is ready this time and slaps Glock 9 right across the face! Glock is momentarily stunned at McGroin's testicular fortitude and the momentary distraction allows McGroin to get a few punches in before hitting and enziguri successfully! Glock goes down on his back for the first time in this match! McGroin wastes no time and almost sprints to the corner, leapfrogging up to the top rope. He takes one glancing look back, and then launches himself off the top rope with a Moonsault which he executes perfectly! He hooks Glock's leg.
ONE...TWO.... NO! Glock kicks out! McGroin gets to his feet, riding his momentum, and the crowd are audibly getting behind him at this point. Glock doesn't take long to get back to his knees but McGroin wastes no time in jumping back into the fray and he grabs Glock by the neck and hits a swinging neckbreaker! McGroin hooks the leg again! ONE...TWO...NO! Glock still isn't done!
Roberts: McGroin is giving it all he's got but I'm not sure what he can do to put the big man away here!
Now supremely confident, McGroin doesn't even spend any time being frustrated at the kickout. Immediately, he gets back up and lifts the bigger man to his feet. He positions him for a Fisherman's Suplex - and lifts Glock a few inches off the ground - before Glock reverses the momentum and hits a suplex of his own! Glock gets back to his feet and turns as McGroin gets back to a standing position. Glock suddenly grabs McGroin, lifting his foot to his neck and dropping to the mat - HITTING A DEVASTATING COUNT THE LIGHTS!! Glock rolls over to cover McGroin! The referee counts! ONE... TWO... THREE!!
Carson: Here is your winner... GLOCK ... NINE!!
Glock 9 sits up, looks at his fallen opponent with disgust, then rolls out of the ring and starts walking up the ramp, not sticking around to appease any fans.
Phoenix: And wow! Just like that, Glock Nine picks up the win! That foot-to-the-chin codebreaker he calls Count The Lights is vicious! McGroin was knocked out silly!
Jeffrey: He's a crazy bastard though and you know what? Even though he lost, I think he's the most badass midget we got on this show!
Phoenix: Nevertheless, it's Glock 9 with the victory!
Glock 9 gets halfway up the ramp and then he stops. He turns his head, sees that McGroin is back up to all fours, then runs back down to the ring! Glock 9 gets into the ring, viciously grabs Phil McGroin, sets him up in a Powerbomb position, lifts him up - elevates higher - and hits the Last Ride!!
Roberts: That was completely unneccesary! Talk about being a sore winner!
Jeffrey: I dare you to say that to his face! Glock Nine is showing everyone why if you are in a match with him, it's something to be worried about!
Phoenix: Glock Nine has certainly shown his dark side! It's been a hell of a show so far tonight, but we've got loads more to come! Coming up next, Brian White will be out here to discuss his mystery opponent at Revival! When we come back!
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Roberts: And we'd also like to thank The Charm The Fury for their song "Break and Dominate" which is the second theme song for Revival XI!
Carson: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, accompanied by Tommy Young, Brian “The Freight Train” WHIIIIIIIIIIITTEE!!!!
The music hits and as the breakdown finishes, the pyro goes off and White comes on to the stage with Tommy and begins to march down to the ring. Something seems to catch Whites eye and he suddenly stops looking into the crowd towards an older, smirking man wearing an old denim jacket. Young turns and looks towards White with a perplexed look on his face. White, momentarily caught off guard shakes his head and continues to the ring, his face now showing a layer of genuine annoyance as well as his trademark scowl. White climbs into the ring, briefly shaking his head as if trying to get his game face back whilst Tommy lounges against the barricades, lowering his sunglasses to wink at a group of pretty girls as the music lowers and lights come back up.
Jeffrey (almost like he's trying to cover for the unexpected distraction): White certainly looks like he has something to say, the man looks pissed!
White reaches for a mic and surveys the cheering and booing crowd, his scowl deepening as he looks toward the crowd by the ramp. Not seeing what he was long for and apparently satisfied, he raises the microphone.
White: So I have a match at Revival, with some hand picked opponent from the “boss” *the word dripping with sarcasm* Ms Quinn Cox. *White chuckles to himself* And apparently this opponent, a former champion, a legend of this company, is the irresistible force and immovable object. *White openly laughs at this* With all due disrespect Ms Cox, I can't wait to prove you wrong! 'Cus when the freight train gets movin', you better get outta the way, otherwise I'm gonna roll right on over you!
The crowds noise level raises another notch in anticipation, again the booing and cheering fighting over what gets heard the most. White lowers his head as if in contemplation.
White: But you know, you are right about one thing. Disrespect, arrogance... Yeah, you've taken your fair share. But don't think you're particularly special in that, love! Everyone gets that from me, cus that's just the kinda guy I am! Just ask little Rhys Cain, or Marie Dubois for that matter! They'll tell ya, I'm not a nice guy!
White's face at this point has gone particularly ugly with a scowling smirk that nobody would want to meet in a dark alley, regardless of gender.
White: So let's get this straightened out. You've got this big mystery opponent for me who you hope is gonna squash me because you don't like my attitude. Well sorry to disappoint, but all I can do is laugh! And I will be laughing at the end of our match regardless of the outcome. Standing tall or on my back, I'll laugh. Because as I told ya before, you don't have the balls! You can't break me, you won't break me, so just fucking live with it!
Whites voice lowers to a guttural snarl as he finishes his tirade and chucks the mic at one of the guys at ringside as his music blares across the PA.
Phoenix: Well, that was certainly emphatic...
Roberts: Is he allowed to say that...
Jeffrey: Shut the fuck up Roberts! *Jeffrey cackles to himself*
He looks to leave the ring when suddenly the lights go out. The titantron flickers to life. After a couple of seconds of static, it switches to a slot machine graphic. In the ring, White frowns in confusion. The slots spin and spin and the first one lands .... on a "?" ... and then the second slot lands.... "?" ... and the final slot lands ... "?"
The three question marks light up, as if the player has won the Jackpot! A flurry of coins cascade the screen, each with a "?" engraved on them. Then the three "?" slots start spinning around. Eventually the words "WHAT A TWIST" appear on the screen.
AH HA HA HA HA HA HA !!
A maniacal, Joker-like laugh echoes around the arena. Brian White looks around the ring, for any signs of an enemy, but there is no-one there. Then the titantron dies again, dousing the arena in darkness and moments later, the lights come back on. With the arena fully lit, Brian White is slightly surprised to see that the ring mat is entirely covered in "HA HA" "HA HA" "HA HA". Brian White storms up the ramp and scolds the flirting Tommy Young to follow him as he passes.
Phoenix: Well, I - I just don't even know what to make of this!
Jeffrey: Whoever this mystery opponent is, I like their style!
After that crazy confusion, we cut backstage, where Quinn Cox heads into the medical room to see "The Bruiser" Rhys Cain. He has a bag of ice held up against his neck while the medical staff are shining a light in his eye.
Cox: I know you are hurting, so I won't keep you long. I just wanted to let you know that I've made the match official - at Revival, you will defend the 4CW World Heavyweight Championship against Jon Viper! I'll leave you to it,
Cox turns to leave but -
Cain: Wait.
Cox heads back over to Cain.
Cain: I don't just want any old match. Viper wants to use chairs? Let's use chairs. Viper wants to use tables? Let's use tables. Hell, let's throw in some ladders too. Give me a TLC match!
Cox considers this for a moment, while Cain readjusts his ice pack, and then, she smirks.
Cox: Sounds like a hell of a main event to me. Consider it done.
Cox leaves the medical room and Cain, although aching, looks happy at the end result.
Phoenix: What an announcement! Cain vs Viper, for the World Title, will be in a TLC Match! Guys, I can't wait for Revival XI!!
Roberts: It's going to be one to remember! And speaking of something for us to remember - coming up next, is our main event! Sery and Supreme take on The Coven!
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Phoenix: And we have another breaking announcement in regards to Revival! Earlier tonight, Glock Nine and Phil McGroin did battle in which Glock Nine was victorious! Well, Glock wasn't the best winner in the world and assaulted McGroin afterwards. Well, at Revival, they will both be in action in the same match - a match that will also feature Pilgrim Paige! It will be a Triple Threat match and the winner will get an future match for the 4CW Custom Cup Championship!
Roberts: And speaking of the 4CW Custom Cup Champion, he is in action next as he teams up with his life coach Sery, to take on Pilgrim Paige and her tag partner Tsukiko! Let's take it to Carson!
The arena lights go out, as well as the 4CWTron, leaving everything in pitch black. A thick layer of purple fog begins to envelope the stage and ramp. Through the haze, at center stage, three colored flames—bluish-green (stage right), violet (center stage) and silver-white (stage left)—flicker in mid-air, providing a moment's glance of three women's pale faces. Suddenly, the flames go out. The crowd buzzes in anticipation. Where the flames had just been, three fireworks, with matching their respective former flames, ascend out of the darkness and explode overhead, creating a huge triple-starburst pattern. The crowd pops. Dim lighting goes up as the opening lines of "Heavy Lies the Crown" by Draconian sound out over the PA system. Tsukiko Mizuno, Pilgrim Paige and Witch Hazel appear through the fog, wearing their long black coats and personal effects. The 4CWtron shows dark, stylized clips of the three women in various settings: engaging in a ritual in the Moontower; walking along a wide forest path lit by torches, etc. They begin descending the ramp slowly together, then Paige and Tsukiko quicken their stride and play the the crowd a little as the song's intro gives way to a hard-hitting doom metal dirge. Hazel maintains her leisurely pace through the fog and keeps her eyes forward, in trance-like focus.
Carson: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall and the main event of the evening. Introducing first, making their way to the ring, being accompanied by Witch Hazel ... Tsukiko Mizuno... Pilgrim Paige... The COVVVENNN!
Paige and Tsukiko run a few paces and slide into the ring under the bottom rope, then arise swiftly from the canvas. They remove their coats and toss them to ringside as Hazel reaches ringside. She ascends the steps. Upon her entering the ring, The Coven stand side-by-side at center-ring, with Pilgrim Paige in the middle. Paige spreads her arms wide and throws her head back, sounding out a loud WOOO as pyro shoots up from the corner posts and explodes in starbursts of blue, silver and purple. The lights then return to normal. Witch Hazel goes to ringside.
Phoenix: Witch Hazel won against JJ Blaze to open tonight's show, now she will be at ringside for her faction mates. The Coven have been making an impact as of late!
"Red Flag" by Billy Talent hits the PA system. Out comes life coach Sery (he even has a big stick-on "Life coach" sticker on his bare chest). Supreme follows behind, title on his waist, looking frustrated. He's carrying Hamilton the flour back under his armpit.
Carson: And their opponents, the team of 4CW Custom Cup Champion Supreme and his life coach ... SERY!!
Sery strolls down the ramp, happy as Larry, while Supreme looked quite miffed at the announcer's lack of enthusiasm with his name. Sery motions for him to come on down with him to the ring.
Jeffrey: What the hell is this bullshit? Why is Supreme coming out to Sery's music - and why does he get a second-rate announcement? This has Sery's stink all over it!
Phoenix: Well, Ray, now that you mention it... I was speaking to Sery earlier and he said tonight he's gonna focus his life coaching on getting Supreme to learn to share...
Jeffrey: Share what? The spotlight?! He's the champion, god damn it!
Supreme gets down to the ring, walks around and puts the bag of flour at the commentary desk. He closes in on Jeffrey.
Supreme: Ray, if anything happens to this fucking bag of flour, so help me god...
Jeffrey: I'll protect it with my life champ!
Supreme gets in the ring with Sery. While Supreme hands his belt to the referee, Sery climbs the turnbuckle and interacts with the crowd to a big pop. Then he jumps back down, slaps Supreme across the back with encouragement, to which Supreme shudders in fury and Sery goes to the apron, allowing Supreme to start the match. On the other side of the ring, Pilgrim Paige starts the match up with Supreme.
Phoenix: Paige and Supreme have found themselves in each other's paths alot lately. We know that Pilgrim Paige has a date with destiny at Revival, she will take part in a triple threat for a future title shot at Supreme's title and if she could score a win in this tag match, it'll surely place doubt in Supreme's mind.
Jeffrey: Don't be ridiculous. Supreme's never doubted himself in his life! He has a win over the current World Champion need I remind you!
Supreme and Pilgrim Paige lock up in the middle of the ring. Supreme wins the test of strength and pushes Paige down. She bends back into a crab position, still locked in the test of strength and then flips herself out of the situation. Supreme runs at her and she takes him out with an arm drag. Paige awaits the second coming of Supreme and hits another arm drag before locking in a shoulder lock on the seated Supreme. Paige works the shoulder as Supreme deals with the pressure, trying to work his way out of the lock. He eventually gets to his feet and pushes his way out of Paige's grasp and on her return to him he hits a big clothesline to send her flipping and crashing to the mat.
Supreme picks up Paige and Irish whips her. On her return, he takes her out with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. He then continues the assault with a bridging German suplex and hooks the leg. 1...2... but Paige kicks out! Supreme puts Paige in a headlock and wrenches viciously, trying to tire out the Lunar Pilgrim. The crowd get behind Paige and she slowly gets momentum, getting to her feet and elbowing her way out of the headlock. Pilgrim Paige gets some distance between herself and Supreme and takes him out with a dropkick. She uses the momentary opportunity to tag in Tsukiko.
Phoenix: And here comes Tsukiko! This is the first time we will see her in action in a 4CW ring.
Tsukiko runs at a seated Supreme and takes him out with a running dropkick. She hooks the leg and the ref counts. 1...2... kickout from Supreme! She gets to her feet, adrenaline pumping, and picks up Supreme. She struggles a little at first but repositions and hits a Snap Suplex on the Custom Cup Champion! Tsukiko hooks the leg again. 1...2... but Supreme powers out! Tsukiko runs up and tags Paige. She then spends a few seconds positioning Supreme into an impressive seated surfboard. While held up the position, the now-legal Paige runs up and hits Supreme with a running bulldog!
Roberts: Lunar Tide from The Coven! Paige covers Supreme!
1...2... kickout by Supreme! Pilgrim Paige gets back up to her feet and shakes the ropes, all pumped up, to a big pop. She bellows a "WOOO!" again and picks up Supreme. She hits a swinging neckbreaker and follows it up immediately with a standing moonsault! Paige hooks the leg again! ONE... TWO.... NO!! Supreme kicks out at two once again! Frustrated, Paige takes a moment to catch her breath. Supreme tries to reach over to Sery but he is too far away. Paige eventually gets back and picks up Supreme again but Supreme was playing possum somewhat as he suddenly bursts out of Paige's grip and hits a Superkick!
Jeffrey: Did you hear that echo around the arena?!
With both Supreme and Paige down, the referee has little choice but to start a 10 count. He gets to three before Supreme starts to edge closer to Sery. He gets closer and closer and outstretches his arm - but Sery jumps down from the apron!! Supreme is too tired to protest but looks stunned at Sery's latest tactic. Sery calls over to Supreme loud enough for the camera to pick it up.
Sery: This is all part of finding a better you, buddy! You gotta learn how to deal with adverse and pressure-driven situations without losing your head! I'll watch from here for moral support!
Jeffrey: What a rat bastard that Sery is!
Roberts: He's just life coaching Supreme!
Jeffrey: Shut the fuck up, Roberts! I will end you!
Supreme at this point has used the ropes to get back to his feet and he snarls at Sery before getting back to his opponent Pilgrim Paige - but Paige is already on her feet, primed and waiting, she dropkicks Supreme into the corner. Then, she gets up and hits a flurry of kicks, before stepping back, letting out primal scream and taking out Supreme with an enziguri!
Phoenix: It's the Madness of the Moon!!
Pilgrim Paige reaches over and tags Tsukiko - then signals for them both to go up top! They both climb the same turnbuckle together - one last glance at eachother - and dive off with a double Frog Splash onto the prone Supreme!!
Roberts: Something wicked, this way comes!! Double Frog Splash from The Coven!!
Tsukiko rolls over, as the legal competitor, and hooks the leg. The referee counts...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!
Carson: Here are your winners, THE COVEN!!!!
Pilgrim Paige helps her partner to her feet and they embrace in celebration of their big victory. Pilgrim Paige congratulates Tsukiko on the pinfall and goes to the turnbuckle to interact with the crowd.
Phoenix: The Coven got a big victory over Sery and Supreme - although the abscense of Sery's help certainly affected that!
Jeffrey: Supreme was left hung out to dry! He was screwed!
Roberts: Nevertheless we can't take away from the hard-earned victory of Tsukiko and Paige!
Jeffrey: Paige Schmaige! This is BS!
Pilgrim Paige and Tsukiko celebrate leave the ring and Witch Hazel congratulates them in a more subdued manner before the trio heads up the ramp as their Draconian theme plays. Supreme finally recovers from the pinfall and gets back up to his feet, seething. He rips Carson's mic out of his hand and tells him to get the hell out of the ring which Carson does at once.
Supreme: Sery! Sery, you son of a bitch! I'm done! I'm done with this bullshit!
Sery grabs a mic on the outside of the ring and sighs.
Sery: Now come on, Supreme. You've been doing well! Don't mess up a good thing! Look how well you've been taking care of baby Hamilton!
Supreme, now even more irate, rolls out of the ring, grabs the bag of flour and gets back into the ring. He drops the flour bag onto the mat.
Supreme: Know what I think of this damn bag of flour?!
Supreme slams down an elbow onto Hamilton the flour bag baby!! The crowd start booing him as if he just elbow dropped a real baby. Supreme stands back up.
Sery: Oh, Supreme... tut tut tut... this just won't do.
Supreme: Shut the hell up you midget son of a bitch! I got a solution that we will both be happy with. How about this? At Revival, I give you a 4CW Custom Cup Championship match!!
The crowd pop at this. Sery smiles.
Sery: Wow! You're being generous, what a great gift, Supreme! I'm glad your finally coming round to my advice,
Supreme: Yeah, I'm freakin' Santa Claus! And WHEN I beat you, and trust me, I am going to beat ... you ... mercilessly ... then we're done! No more therapy! No more life coaching! No more Sery in my life!! What do you say, coach?
Sery looks like he is contemplating it and then grins.
Sery: You're on! Pleasure doing buisness with you, Supreme!
And with that Sery drops the mic, gives his "LIFE COACH" badge to a fan in the crowd and heads up the ramp as his music plays in the background.
Phoenix: It's official! Supreme vs Sery for the 4CW Custom Cup Championship at Revival XI!! And that show will be packed to the brim with great matches! Join us live in one months time for the biggest show of the year!! Thank you for joining us ladies and gentlemen, goodnight!!
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