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Well, I suppose I'll get the first review in then!
The Liberation vs Rock/Stone: Decent introduction for the Liberation. I love how Rhys just feels to need to pile on the work for himself, so will take on yet another bunch of characters to RP! :-P Also really nice to see some of the old jobbers back, especially Tomy's training Tony Rock. Thought he'd retired to his gym by now! :-P
Post Match Announcement: Oooh! White's gonna want a piece of that! And Tommy's coming along whether he wants to or not!
Hazel vs Oki-Kira Promo/Match: This was a fun match, decent pacing and good story to it. My only gripe was the constant alliterative/descriptive nicknames, it kinda started to ware thin after the seventh time...
Clyde Bonham Return segment: Ok, don't know who this is, but apparently he has history and that's cool. I feel like 4CW might be regaining traction with all these old faces returning. Now, if we can persuade Compy and chux... ;-)
White vs Reamer Universal Title: Enjoyed this. Rhys told me before hand what the outcome was so was able to enjoy it without any worries of losing! Reamer certainly seems a strong candidate for a championship run pretty soon, and certainly more bad ass than Supreme at the moment! But yeah, decent stuff.
Post-Match Cain/Reamer segment: I like how you handled White with this actually Rhys, cus, as he's turned tweener, this is pretty much how it would go down for him. 'Meh, got my gold, and not my fight!' Enjoying the build up for this feud.
McGroin/Camera Man backstage segment: Phil's his usual nutty self, we'll see how well he can back up his words! ;-)
The Supergroup/MONSTAR segment: Has MONSTAR finally met his match? Will the Supergroup finally become a credible force in 4CW? Find out next time....
Heh, seriously though, this whole thing has been very amusing and I'm looking forward to where this goes.
Wolfbaine/Scharff Contract Signing segment: Well, you just can't have a contract signing without a punch up, even if the competitors are face. I liked that Skywolf basically silently encouraged them both to have at it, as if he really doesn't give a shit! These two should be in for a decent feud, I'm just looking forward to who'll turn heel. If I was a betting man I'd put my money on Scharff.
Survival Chamber match: And what a way to close out the show. This was an intense and brutal match, very well paced with some really decent action. Everybody got decent time and was able to really shine. And I'm pretty sure Rhys was living out some kind of sadistic dream by putting Tommy i n with Glock from the beginning, but hey ho, he survived. I'm also very happy with how that new hold came across, so great work there Rhys! I look forward to seeing it's different forms. The Hazel/Tommy stuff came across great, really enjoyed the interplay with those two. Hopefully Tommy will survive long enough for the real fun to begin!
Match of the Night: Definitely the Soul Survivor match. I frankly can't believe Tommy won it! Also, the stip has already been chosen and ratified by our illustrious head booker!
MVP of the Night: Gotta give it to Hazel. Every month Paige brings it with her writings and ideas for the character and I personally love it. And one of these days we're gonna give Jeffrey a heart attack because of her!
Graphic of the Night: Mostly Did You Know graphics this time, which were fine and had some interesting little trivias, so I guess I'll give this to the Revival poster. Looks really nice and clean. Good work on it Rhys, almost looks like a professional did it! :-P
Over all, really enjoyable show! Good work.
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Review for 4CW Wherever I May Dome supershow (episode dated Feb. 25th, 2018)
The Liberation vs Rock/Stone:
- Smooth little squash match to introduce The Liberation.
- Who doesn't love the Doomsday Device? Classic tag team finisher!
- As a general statement, I love tag team wrestling.
- Excited to see where things go with the division.
Post-match announcement:
- Hmm. Interesting. Very interesting...
Hazel vs Oki-Kira Promo/Match:
- Wrote it. Had fun with it. Continued with the ambiguity about the pills.
- Oki-Kira doesn't speak, so I found a unique way for him to communicate in-ring.
- Another challenge is that Kira doesn't attack/slam/etc. using his hands, so he's tricky to write for move-wise.
- I switched his theme from one old demo song by Whispered to another. Sometimes, simple changes are the best ones.
Clyde Bonham Return segment:
- I'm only superficially familiar with Clyde Bonham. He strikes me as a well-established, charismatic athlete.
- "3's and 7's" for a theme song? I approve!
- Really got a kick out of him stopping mid-sentence—after such a long absence—and just revelling in the experience of being back/the energy and support of the fans.
- Curious to see more of Bonham.
White vs Reamer Universal Title:
- Sometimes, when White chops someone, I hear action SFX from the 60's Batman TV show.
- A running Supreme Annoyance being used against a kneeling/seated opponent = pretty cool move.
- Who doesn't love a nice pop-up powerbomb?
- Very dominant performance by Freight Train; surprising strength shown by Reamer. Finish works well story-wise and as Gorgrim himself said, White shrugging it all off and strolling away is very much in keeping with his character.
Post-Match Cain/Reamer segment:
- Ow.
McGroin/Camera Man backstage segment:
- I do get a kick out of these two. Phil's an absolute nutter.
- Phil McGroin: keeping the makers of steel folding chairs in business since 2017.
- Somebody needs to get Camera Man a good therapist. And Phil a good straitjacket.
- I wonder if Ninjak would be into the idea of Phil spray-painting the name(s) of his chosen target(s) on his chair(s).
- Bonus: Did Phil ever make out with a chair or did I imagine that? If it's the latter—why did I imagine that?!
The Supergroup/MONSTAR segment:
- Starr is like a jobber Eddie Guerrero with how much he says "ese". I know it's equivalent to "bro", but still, heh.
- BAH GAWD IT'S RANE!!!
- Low blows are rarely not "brutal". That being said, I choose to view this instance of the low blow to be especially hard-hitting and thus worthy of the adjective.
- I generally like to have an even number of talking points, or just one... but I can't think of any. And yet, here's a fourth point explaining this fact. 😋
Wolfbaine/Scharff Contract Signing segment:
- This was fine, as far as contract signings go. (Not a fan, personally.)
- The "agreement" to throw haymakers at each other is pretty cool stuff.
- Wolfbaine is still Seth Rollins in my head, for some reason.
- I like both these guys. Should be a good title match.
Survival Chamber match:
- Lots of fun spots, weapons and chamber interaction.
- Everyone gets their part to play offense-wise, and there's great in-ring development of existing feuds and/or tensions.
- Every character was handled well. I'm very happy with the Hazel/Tommy interplay and the fact that McGroin seemingly never gets sick of bashing Glock Nine with chair shots.
- Second time in 3 months Tommy Young's ended up in a big cage with a back full of thumbtacks.
- Nobody puts Hazel in a pod.
- Generally well-paced match, despite how hectic it is. Pure chaos!
Match of the Night:
- Survival Chamber, for sure.
MVP of the Night:
- Tommy Young. I get a kick out of the guy, and he's a very traditional cruiserweight wrestler, which is a quality I quite like. He's a little awkward, a little cheesy and very entertaining.
Graphic of the Night:
- I like the inclusion of a graphic detailing the Soul Survivor tournament's history. I'll give a nod to the Supergroup one, as well.
Closing thoughts:
- Curious to see how the tag division reboot goes.
- Sooo looking forward to Revival!
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- Bonus: Did Phil ever make out with a chair or did I imagine that? If it's the latter—why did I imagine that?!
Not that I know off. But you know, if that's what you want to imagine he's done, enjoy the thought 😉
- I wonder if Ninjak would be into the idea of Phil spray-painting the name(s) of his chosen target(s) on his chair(s).
Ooh that could be fun. The real question is who wants to be Phil's first target? Or should he just sit in the middle of the ring for a whole event and occasionally smash people with his chair before casually sitting back down and letting the match go on around him with? Targeted attacks, or just be a pain (and make writing matches interesting) with random attacks?
- Bonus: Did Phil ever make out with a chair or did I imagine that? If it's the latter—why did I imagine that?!
Not that I know off. But you know, if that's what you want to imagine he's done, enjoy the thought 😉
- I wonder if Ninjak would be into the idea of Phil spray-painting the name(s) of his chosen target(s) on his chair(s).
Ooh that could be fun. The real question is who wants to be Phil's first target? Or should he just sit in the middle of the ring for a whole event and occasionally smash people with his chair before casually sitting back down and letting the match go on around him with? Targeted attacks, or just be a pain (and make writing matches interesting) with random attacks?
I meant that he could spray-paint a chair backstage and come to the ring carrying it. This would work great for no-DQ singles matches / grudge matches. In a multi-competitor no-DQ match, he'd just list the names of his opponents on the chair. Hell, maybe he just does it regardless of the rules and whether he gets to use the chair or not that night. Just sits the chair by the commentary table; sort of an ill omen. Just a thought. Series of thoughts, actually.
The thought of Phil sitting in the middle of the ring and swatting people away with his chair is both amusing and eerie.
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The Liberation vs Rock/Stone:
Good enough, I suppose. It wasn't a 5-star match, but it was able to introduce The Liberation quite well.
Post Match Announcement:
Hey, you're bringing my belts back! As much as I miss the tag scene (and it's a lot more fun when you have a real partner vs controlling both guys), I think I'm staying in the singles division. Unless I want to go for 7, hehe
Hazel vs Oki-Kira Promo/Match:
I struggle to think of dialogue I enjoy more than Hazel's. And this match has so much description, goddamn lol. I like how Hazel and Oki-Kira keep getting referred to with different names/adjectives, but you still know who's who. All-in-all, a hell of a match.
Clyde Bonham Return segment:
Fuck! Stop bringing in guys that ate better than me! Holding on to this title is hard enough already.
White vs Reamer Universal Title:
A boot stomp into a running roaring elbow. What a spot! Interference? Booo! *throws trash into ring* That was shaping up to be brual, too.
Post-Match Cain/Reamer segment:
Triple H has a sledgehammer, Cactus Jack has a barbed-wire bat... Rhys has a snow shovel lol
McGroin/Camera Man backstage segment:
... And McGroin has chairs. I hope this kinda turns into the shtick Kanyon had towards the end of WCW where he'd randomly give the Kanyon Cutter to any passerby.
The Supergroup/MONSTAR segment:
So awkward, so awesome.
Wolfbaine/Scharff Contract Signing segment:
Wrote it. Wait. Not that part. FUCK YOU SENNY!
Survival Chamber match:
I'm bitter as fuck. I don't care what happens now, as long as Senecca loses. Ok, "Fuck off, cuntflaps!" is now my new favorite sentence. Nice chamber dive spot, but poor Tommy Young. I like the "Oh, shit" spot by McGroin. He definitely got a bit too weapon-happy. God, I love the Flytrap... I just wish it was done in one fluid motion from the top. We can have suspension of disbelief, right? A femur shot! And Tommy Young with the upset! What a win for him.
Match of the Night: Obviously the Survival Chamber.
MVP of the Night: I was going to go with Hazel, right up until Tommy Young knocked her off. So it's a toss up for me.
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The thought of Phil sitting in the middle of the ring and swatting people away with his chair is both amusing and eerie.
The more I'm thinking of this, the more awesome it sounds. Everyone can fight around him as he sits in protest and occasionally interferes.
And I'll review the show soon 🙂
The thought of Phil sitting in the middle of the ring and swatting people away with his chair is both amusing and eerie.
The more I'm thinking of this, the more awesome it sounds. Everyone can fight around him as he sits in protest and occasionally interferes.
And I'll review the show soon 🙂
I sent you a PM, by the way. 🙂
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The Liberation vs Rock/Stone:
Wrote it
Post Match Announcement:
Wrote it
Hazel vs Oki-Kira Promo/Match:
Good way to bring Oki-Kira back and him defending Paige's honour while she is gone is a cool way to go with it. Oki-Kira is a very unique character, with his in-ring and communication style and this automatically makes him interesting. Hazel got the expected upper hand here and I look forward to the inevitable confrontation with Paige at some point.
Clyde Bonham Return segment:
I love how he did the whole Jericho tease thing after such a random and awesome return. Clyde Bonham has always been a strong 4CW character and it's great to have yet another old face back in the mix. It only strengthens what we have been building the last couple years.
White vs Reamer Universal Title:
Wrote it.
Post-Match Cain/Reamer segment:
Wrote it.
McGroin/Camera Man backstage segment:
Who doesn't love this dynamic? Hilarious most of the time, entertaining all of the time.
The Supergroup/MONSTAR segment:
Wrote it.
Wolfbaine/Scharff Contract Signing segment:
I really enjoyed this. Both men have a legit aura about them going into this match. The whole "You wanna?" before the inevitable brawl was awesome and just added to the chemistry these two characters have. I can't wait to see the confrontation at Revival. I think it's a stellar main event.
Survival Chamber match:
Wrote it.
Match of the Night:
I wrote most of them, so I'll go for Hazel vs Oki-Kira. Although the Contract Signing segment was just as good.
MVP of the Night:
It was Tommy Young's night. Huge win for him, and it has put him on the map.
Graphic of the Night:
THEN...NOW....UNTIL 4CW DIES AGAIN is always a favourite of mine.
Thanks Taker_2004 for the banner!
4CW Presents... Wherever I May Dome [Storm Front SuperShow]
Feb 25, 2018
Live from the Tokyo Dome - Tokyo, Japan
Att: 47,681
"Wherever I May Roam" by Metallica, but oddly edited so that instead of "Roam" he says "Dome" plays over the usual opening video package, highlighting the champions Eddie Wolfbaine, Brian White and Pilgrim Paige - as well as a plethora of other stars in the forms of Witch Hazel, Phil McGroin, Supreme/Reamer, Glock Nine, Senecca, Dirk Meyer and more. Then we pan around the filled out Tokyo Dome as the crowd buzz in anticipation for this Storm Front SuperShow. After focusing on the crowd, the camera pans out to show the lifted Survival Chamber structure near the ceiling of the arena.
Phoenix: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to 4CW Storm Front: Wherever I May Dome! We are LIVE from the Tokyo Dome, in Tokyo Japan! I'm Scott Phoenix, alongside my broadcast partners, James Roberts, and Ray Jeffrey! Tonight, the Survival Chamber returns as six competitors battle it out to qualify for Soul Survivor in May!
Roberts: And if that's not enough, Brian White will defend his 4CW Universal Championship tonight against Reamer!
Jeffrey: I can't wait to get the show underway! Bring it on, Tokyo!
Carson: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
"Eye of the Storm" by Killswitch Engage hits the PA system. Out come two men, one who is shorter, maybe 5'11, 220lbs, with long, black hair and facial hair and a taller, more muscular man behind him, at least 300lbs, 6'4, with similar long black hair and facial hair, both wearing the same design, a black human-shaped figure breaking free from chains, slapped on to their brilliantly white attire. The shorter man with trunks, and the taller man with a singlet. They face each other on the stage, screaming in eachother's faces some motivational talk, then heading down to the ring together with determined pace.
Carson: Introducing first, making their 4CW debut, weighing in at a combined weight of 530lbs, Garret Fischer and Bruce Rigg ... THE LIBERATION!!
Garret Fischer climbs up the steps while the bigger man Bruce Rigg climbs up on the apron in one swift motion and they both enter the ring, climbing a turnbuckle each, hyping the crowd up with taunts, before jumping down, slapping hands, and awaiting their opponents.
Phoenix: The Liberation debut tonight and are looking to inject some new life into our tag division!
Jeffrey: Division? What division?
Roberts: Garret Fischer is a technical wrestler from the Netherlands, whereas Rigg is a powerhouse from Scotland! They both trained in The Bruiser's School of Wrestling under Rhys Cain.
Some generic rock music plays, and out comes the team of Tony Rock and Don Stone. to a mute reaction from the crowd.
Carson: And their opponents, weighing in at 450lbs, Tony Rock and Don Stone!
The tag team come down and slide into the ring, and The Liberation are quick to get ready, with Rigg taking the apron while Fischer starts. Stone goes to the apron as Rock faces off against Fischer in the ring. The bell rings.
Phoenix: And the match is underway as we see what Garret Fischer, from the Netherlands, 220lbs, known for his technical prowess, can do.
Fischer and Rock lock up in the middle of the ring. Fischer quickly transitions into a headlock and applies some pressure, but Rock manages to roll out of it and lock in his own headlock. Rock barely holds the lock for a second when Fischer changes tact, and tackles Rock to the ground, transitioning out of the headlock and instead hooking Rock's leg. 1...but Rock of course kicks out. The two get back to their feet and Rock runs at Fischer with a clothesline. Then, he picks up Fischer and sends him to the ropes. On his rebound, Fischer ducks under another clothesline attempt, whips off the opposite ropes and comes back with a swinging neckbreaker!
Roberts: Fischer got some torque with that one!
Fischer hooks Rock's leg. 1...2... but no, Rock still isn't done. Fischer picks up Rock and executes a solid vertical suplex before pinning again, but Rock kicks out on 2. Fischer approaches his tag partner and tags him.
Jeffrey: And here comes Bruce Rigg! 310lbs of mean machine, right there!
Phoenix: His size and power are certainly the best things he brings to this tag team!
Bruce Rigg climbs into the ring and Tony Rock, recovering, and realising what he is facing, scampers back to his partner Don Stone and tags him in. Stone begrudingly enters the ring and runs at Rigg, but is taken out with a big clothesline! Stone jumps back up to his feet but Rigg is ready and lifts him up, hitting a Pumphandle Slam! Rigg grabs Stone and throws him into the Liberation corner, before tagging Fischer back in. Fischer comes in, and delivers a few knife edge chops to the chest of Stone, not letting him stumble out of the corner.
He then tags in Rigg again, who delivers a few, much heavier, much louder, knife edge chops to Stone's chest! Stone stumbles out clutching his red raw chest.
Phoenix: Fischer's chops seem painful enough, I don't even wanna think about what Rigg's feel like!
Rigg tags back in Fischer, who chases after Don Stone in his attempt to tag his partner and hits a Northern Lights Suplex, which he holds for a pin! 1...2... NO! Stone kicks out! Fisher grabs the slightly bigger Stone to continue his offense but, unseen by the referee, Stone rakes his eyes and temporary blinds Fischer, before rolling him up. ONE ... TWO ... TH-- NO! Fischer kicks out and avoids embarrassment!
Stone picks up Fischer and sends him to the ropes. Fischer however, shows some athleticism, jumping over the rope and landing on the apron, turning, then springboarding off the top rope and taking out Stone with a huge clothesline!
Phoenix: Fischer can fly too!
Fischer tags in Rigg. Rock runs in to try and save his partner but gets Big Booted out of the ring. Rigg grabs Stone and lifts him up on his shoulders. Fischer climbs the top rope, and then, jumps off, and hits the Doomsday Device, sending Stone crashing hard to the mat!
Phoenix: Liberate Your Sons And Daughters! This one ... is all over!
Rigg turns to hook the leg of the fallen opponent, and the ref counts... ONE... TWO... THREE!!
Carson: Here are your winners, Garret Fischer, Bruce Rigg - THE LIBERATION!!
After the match, Fischer and Rigg bump knuckles and raise their hands to the crowd to celebrate their victory.
Phoenix: A brand new tag team in 4CW - and they've started off strong with a debut victory here tonight!
The Liberation celebrate a bit more on the turnbuckle before making to exit the ring wen "A Warrior's Call" by Volbeat hits the PA system. Out comes Lord Skywolf on to the stage.
Skywolf: Congratulations, both of you, on an impressive debut victory. But I didn't sign you to 4CW just to win matches. You see, I think, it's high time, we start bringing more prestige back to the 4CW Tag Team Division!
The Liberation nod approvingly and the crowd start to buzz in anticipation.
Skywolf: So it is my absolute pleasure to announce that at Revival, the 4CW Tag Team Championships will be ... ahem ... revived in a Tag Team Open! Any and all tag teams, new or old, can enter the match! The winners will walk out of Revival the new Tag Champions! And I think it's safe to assume The Liberation are the first confirmed participants!
Skywolf's music hits and he leaves again. Inside the ring, Fischer and Rigg look beside themselves with glee as they have a wonderful opportunity to take Tag Team gold home at Revival!
Phoenix: What an announcement! The revival, so to speak, of the 4CW Tag Team Championships!
Roberts: I love tag team wrestling, Scott! This is great!
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, tron and music all cut out at once. Dancing, colorful spotlights illuminate the stage as the jumbotron restarts. Brightly-lit carnival rides and colorful game stalls are displayed for a few moments. Suddenly, the imagery switches out to show eerie, abandoned amusement parks under dark, foreboding skies. The imagery fades to black, and those silvery eyes reappear on the screen. "Inked in Blood" by Sigh kicks in, sounding like some kind of carnival theme gone horribly wrong!
Jeffrey: Tokyo's in for a treat tonight! They've never seen anyone quite like Witch Hazel up close and in-person before!
Foregoing her usual mad dash through the curtains, Hazel struts out onto the stage, clad in new outerwear over her usual ring gear. She's wearing an open hoodie emblazoned with an assortment of runic symbols on the back, as well as on its hood (which she's kept lowered). Her long tresses of silvery hair are loosely curled at the ends. Her slightly parted lips are painted mauve, and her lashes are especially dramatic. Finally, Hazel has also dredged up some familiar headwear: her ornate horned crown sits atop her head, giving her the air of something devilish, yet royal. She approaches the edge of the ramp and stands there with a big grin on her face, letting the packed Tokyo crowd quietly drink it all in while she silently observes them as well.
Carson: Please welcome at this time, coming to us from both everywhere... and nooowheeere... WITCH! ... HAAAZELLL!
Jeffrey: Woooooohoooooo, baby! The Lunatic Minge is dressed to the nines!
(Ray Jeffrey comically tugs on his collar, appearing to be red in the cheeks.)
Phoenix: Earlier this month we saw Witch Hazel emerge victorious over her former friend and faction-mate, Tsukiko Mizuno. Moreover, we finally got a look into the nature of Hazel's actions at 4CW War. My curiosity is piqued, as is that of many 4CW fanatics. Maybe she'll offer some elucidation of her grievances tonight.
Roberts: That, or she'll go on a barely coherent tangent.
Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts! Don't mock what you don't understand.
Hazel drops her façade of serenity and she throws her head back; her entire body shakes as she cackles madly. She climbs onto the barrier, stands up straight and pumps her fist to the beat of her theme. The hedge witch casually strolls along on top of the barricade, her incredible balance indisputable. The Tokyo Dome's spectators show their appreciation for this stunt with cordial applause. Hazel delights in this, grinning from ear to ear as she jumps to the floor and slides into the ring. She climbs the near turnbuckles and scans the arena, then moonsaults back to the mat. A burst of silver pyro ascends from all four ring posts as Hazel lands on her feet. The music cuts out and the lights return to normal as Hazel hands her personal effects to a ring attendant. A moment later, he presents her with a microphone. The silver-haired sorceress takes in the massive audience, her eyes lit up with excitement. When Hazel raises the mic to her lips, she takes on an exceedingly girly posture, practically bubbling over with impish glee.
Hazel: HEEEIII TOKYOOO!!!
A typically modest vocal response follows, coupled with smatterings of good-natured applause.
Hazel: What a beautiful city you have here! It's been a blast from the moment the plane touched down.
I definitely like it here! You know, I—
She seems to lose her focus for a moment. She clears her throat, takes a deep breath and tries again.
Hazel: You know, I... I-I... *another deep breath* I-I just... I h-h-hate the f-fact...
Stuttering, Hazel trails off into silence. She begins to pace back and forth.
Roberts: Uhhh... what gives? It's not like Hazel to get cold feet.
Phoenix: Or stutter.
Hazel: H-h-hay...hay... h-h-HAAAZELLL HATES THE FACT SHE CAN'T ENJOY TOKYO WITH HER FRIENDS!!!
Some audience members gasp at the sudden outburst. Quietly, she adds:
Hazel: She can't, because she doesn't have any now. They tried to hurt Hazel. And then Hazel had to hurt them, too.
She shakes her head sadly.
Hazel: It wasn't supposed to be this way. Friends aren't supposed to hurt friends.
Hazel's demeanor shifts again; this time settling into the most familiar of her grooves, smirking and batting her lashes.
Jeffrey: Doesn't that just melt your heart, guys?
Roberts: Sure, yeah; "cute" and "endearing" are definitely the words I'd use to best describe Witch Hazel. She "melts your heart"? Yeah—maybe literally she would. I dare you to say it to her face, Ray.
Jeffrey: And I dare you to SHUT UP, ROBERTS!
Hazel: Hazel has felt a strange aura all night. A presence. To back up this extrasensory hunch, Hazel has learned from a nice little birdy that a certain other little birdy is flitting about the arena. Hazel doesn't listen to rumors... but sometimes it pays to pay a high-quality eavesdropper for reliable information. Yes, folks—someone very special is here tonight; someone who's very important to our dear friends, Paige and Tsukiko. "Who is it", you ask? Let's find out!
Hazel turns to face the stage. She tries to wait quietly, but quickly grows impatient.
Hazel: Heeelllooo? Any time now... we don't have all night. What's the matter? Is your mind so heavy that your head is weighing you down? Come on down! We have sooo much to discuss!
The arena is silent as the lights go out. An unfamiliar theme begins, opening with the gentle plucking of a koto. A frenetic closing sequence gives way to modern instrumentation as bass and drums rumble through the speakers. Soon, guitars kick in and the song breaks into a raucous metal track. With this, the titantron crackles to life and pale spotlights dance about, illuminating the stage. A familiar raven-haired young man darts out onto the stage, completely pumped up. He raises his fist, points one finger to the sky and then lowers his arm to point it at the ring. He charges all the way down the ramp. A modest pop rings out in the arena as recognition dawns on some of the long-standing 4CW fanatics. Michael Carson climbs into the ring again.
Carson: Making his way to the ring, from Osaka...
The man is already sliding into the ring by the time Carson can say this...
Carson: OKIII-KIIIRAAA!
Roberts: Oki-Kira is here in the Tokyo Dome!
Jeffrey: Hey, it's that mute idiot!
Phoenix: RAY!
Kira front-flips back up to his feet, climbs a near turnbuckle and pumps his fist to the beat of his new theme. His full head of raven-black hair is a bit shorter and below it, his black-and-white face-paint is a simple variation of how it was 7 years ago. Kira also still wears long tights with one side fully black and the other fully white.
Phoenix: It's been 7 years since we last saw Oki-Kira in 4CW. Some of our long-haulers may recognize that name from the 2011 Soul Survivor tournament.
Jeffrey: Fitting that he's here on the night of the 2018 Soul Survivor preliminary.
The song cuts out just as the vocals begin, and the lights return to normal. Oki-Kira approaches Hazel.
Hazel: Wow. Oki-Kira, in the flesh! You must have a whole lot to say to make a special appearance like this!
Hazel grins at her lame joke as Kira stares daggers at her. He directs Hazel's attention to the 4CWtron, then says something in Japanese Sign Language. Soon, the titantron shows what he'd said, typed in yokogaki (horizontal) kana and translated below it in the Latin alphabet.
Hazel considers this.
Hazel: Did you know about the pills?
Kira gestures and shakes his head.
Hazel: And you're still here to stand up for those traitors?
With a grim face, Oki-Kira takes on a fighting stance. With a toothy grin, Hazel cackles madly.
Hazel: Olet idiooti! Still... you're right. It would have been nice to meet before all this. You're a good friend, Oki-Doki. But as long as you're standing by The Coven, you're standing in Hazel's way. Now... talking time is over. Let's settle this the way we know best. Whaddaya say?
Roberts: Challenge issued!
Kira nods fervently, gesturing rapidly at Hazel.
Jeffrey: And challenge accepted!
Hazel is grinning from ear to ear, apparently quite pleased with this outcome.
Hazel: Okey-dokey, Oki-Doki! Let's get a ref in this ring and make it official!
Hazel and Oki-Kira close the gap between one another, getting up close and personal. They look into each other's eyes with tight expressions etched on their faces. A referee runs down and slides into the ring.
Hazel: Good luck, chatterbox! You'll need it. So. Says. Hazel!
Still staring each other down, the two are separated by the ref, who calls for the bell.
Roberts: Here we go!
The instant the bell rings, Witch Hazel rushes Oki-Kira with a flurry of forearm strikes. He finds himself being backed into the ropes, trying to cover up as Hazel continues reigning blows on him. With Kira up against the ropes, the hedge witch changes tack, whipping him off to the opposite side of the ring. Hazel follows in with a running back elbow on her rebounding opponent, knocking the silent senshi down to the mat. Kira narrowly evades a somersault leg drop, leaving Hazel to land butt-first on the canvas. Oki-Kira handily rolls back up to his feet and hits the near ropes, bouncing back with a basement dropkick that flattens the silver-haired sorceress! He wraps his arms around Hazel's legs and flips into a jackknife hold...
One... Hazel squirms on the mat, legs kicking fruitlessly...
Tw—reversal!
Witch Hazel hooks her arms around Oki-Kira's waist, smoothly bridges out of the pin and twists around, thus bringing herself vertical and her opponent bent over in a side gutwrench. Oki-Kira slips out and goes round her, however. Kira slaps on a waistlock and rolls his adversary up from behind...
One... Oki-Kira tries to bridge himself over his opponent but hasn't got Hazel rolled up tight enough...
Two... Hazel is squirming and pushing against him like mad...
Th—counter!
Hazel pushes her legs ahead hard enough to send the Shiga native tumbling out through the ropes, just before the three count hits. He impacts lightly—relatively speaking—on the apron and finds himself on hands and knees at ringside.
Jeffrey: Seems to me this guy wants to get this over and done with, fast. Don't think it's gonna be that easy!
Phoenix: Hazel has had an answer to everything Oki-Kira's pulled out thus far, indeed.
Oki-Kira finds his feet and quickly slides into the ring, but Witch Hazel is there to greet him with a series of stomps. Hazel picks him up by the hair, yielding a completely ignored warning by the referee. Sticking to the task at hand, she takes Kira over with a snap suplex that plants him down in the middle of the ring. Further damage is done when Hazel puts the Shiga Stomper into a sitting position and drives a hard kick straight to his spine! Oki-Kira winces, but does not vocalize his pain, suffering in his usual silence. Hazel turns round and hits the rope behind Kira, leaps over his head and keeps going. She bounces off the ropes in front of her seated opponent, jumps forward and dives onto him with a seated senton.
Phoenix: Scissory Doom!
Roberts: That can't be what she calls that... can it?
Hazel stays on top, stretching herself split-legged over her opponent's chest and arms...
One... Hazel leans forward and sticks her tongue out at the ref as he counts in front of her...
Tw—reversal by Oki-Kira, then the ref gets as far from Hazel as possible, feeling rather uncomfortable...
Oki-Kira bridges out from under Hazel in one swift, smooth motion. Before she can so much as turn her head, the Shiga Stomper rests one foot against Hazel's back and lightly pushes her forward. The fans chuckle and clap when the split-legged sorceress ends up sprawled out on the mat. Hazel "resets" herself and scampers away on hands and knees. Nearby, Ray Jeffrey is recovering from apparent heart palpitations.
Roberts: Heh. Not bad! Hazel got caught out there, big-time.
Phoenix: How's that heart doing, Ray?
*This doesn't register with Ray Jeffrey, who's still ogling Hazel and occasionally gasping out the word "splits".
Sitting in a far corner, Witch Hazel glares daggers at Tsukiko's mute mentor. In turn, Kira picks the opposite corner and lays across the ropes, a la Shawn Michaels. A casual wave and a huge grin later, Oki-Kira seems to have rustled Hazel's feathers. She pulls herself back up onto her feet and strides to the middle of the ring, waiting for her opponent to do the same. He obliges, and the two lock horns again, this time starting in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Kira closes the gap and knees Hazel in the solar plexus, then switches out to an arm wringer. He ducks under and twists two more times, sending Hazel flipping down to the mat. Before any follow-up can take form, she kips up and pays Kira back by wringing his arm with both hands. The hedge witch releases one hand's grip and instead uses it to rake her way down Oki-Kira's back. Fighting the pain, the silent senshi twists around and surprises Hazel with a quick spinning back chop, though he doesn't get all of it. Kira does get all of his follow-up shoot kick to the back of Hazel's though, however. He continues from here with a shot to the ribs as well, keeping his adversary off-balance. Kira irish whips Hazel, who reverses it along the way. Hazel readies herself as the Shiga Stomper rebounds off the ropes, and gets herself a slick spinning heel kick to the face for her troubles! The Tokyo Dome pops as Oki-Kira lands a standing shooting star press—with authority—to cap it off! Kira stays on top for the pin...
One...
Two...
Kick-out!
Roberts: Really smooth delivery on display here. Nice to see Oki-Kira hasn't lost a step since last we saw him.
Phoenix: Near as I know, he's been running a small dōjō somewhere in Hyōgo, just outside of Osaka.
Jeffrey: Must be the quietest dōjō on the island.
Wasting no time, Oki-Kira pulls Hazel to her feet and kicks her in the gut. With the hedge witch bent forward, he springs off the ropes to one side of her and leaps, bringing his legs down in a swift scissor kick that just misses its mark as Hazel ducks away. She utilizes Oki-Kira's momentary unsteadiness to clutch his arms from behind. Grabbing Kira's right arm with her left and his left with her right, she locks him into a straitjacket hold and leaps, tucking her knees as she falls back with a punishing straitjacket backstabber! After impact, Hazel maintains the hold and uses her head to pummel away at the back of Kira's own! The crowd "oohs".
Roberts: Hold On to Your IQ!
Jeffrey: Part Two, to be exact!
*Scott and James stare at Ray.*
Jeffrey: What? I've been, uh,,, reading up on her. Yeah! Reading up. I'm a professional, you know.
The ref reaches the count of four, and Hazel finally ceases her onslaught. Both competitors try to shake the cobwebs out, with Hazel getting this task completed first. She grabs the silent senshi by the hair, then winds up getting kicked in the forehead by her multi-disciplined opponent. Kira rolls onto his belly and picks Hazel's leg out from under her, using the opening to get back up onto his feet, looking a bit dazed. Hazel also clambers to return to a vertical base, similarly off-balance. The silver-haired sorceress rushes Oki-Kira with the Sole Sorcery big boot, but Kira ducks under it and hits the ropes. On the rebound, Hazel turns around and Kira's Kinshasa is narrowly avoided—matrix evasion! Facing away from Hazel, Kira checks her position as quick as humanly possible and flips backward, breaking down her bridge with a standing moonsault variation, catching Hazel across the mid-riff with his knees and flattening her into the canvas! Quick to follow up, the Shiga Stomper scoops his freshly made Hazel-shaped pancake up off the ring mat and stands her up, bent over slightly. Oki-Kira bounces off the ropes and leaps high, catching Hazel by the neck under the crook of his leg and driving her hard into the mat with a Fame-asser! The fans show their appreciation throughout this sequence and its conclusion with thunderous applause! Kira shoots the half...
One... the leg is hooked...
Two... no response from Hazel...
Thr—no!
Hazel narrowly avoids the three count, rolling her shoulder on perhaps just instinct at the last possible moment.
Jeffrey: Can't keep a good woman down! And they get no better than the Lunatic Minge!
Phoenix: Ray!
Jeffrey: Don't fight it—embrace it, Scott! You know you love it.
Both competitors are slow to their feet, but manage to get back up near-simultaneously at the ref's double-count of four. They climb to their feet on opposite ends of the ring, and ultimately find themselves in a race to find one's second wind before the other. This also happens pretty much concurrently, however, so the two simply charge straight at one another. Kira is a half-step quicker, and brings Hazel down with a running headscissors. She pops back up, only to receive a dropkick for her efforts. The, uh... Lunatic Minge throws a desperate haymaker, which Oki-Kira easily ducks. He follows up with a low-dropkick from behind, targeting Hazel's butt to send her tumbling away. She ends up draped over the second rope, head slumped down. The Shiga Stomper darts forward and swings through the ropes, looking for a tiger feint kick, but Hazel frees herself and drops to the mat before Kira can connect with it. Still, he expertly completes the motion, ending up standing right behind Hazel as she gets up using the ropes for assistance. The hedge witch groggily turns around and takes a step, but walks straight into a hurricanrana! Oki-Kira sees his opening and immediately takes it, swiftly climbing the turnbuckle from inside the ring, facing out to the eager crowd.
Phoenix: I think I know what this is!
Roberts: Seems some of the 4CW fanatics out there remember it, too!
Kira quickly reaches the top rope and wisely steadies himself. He bends at the knees and launches himself through the air, moonsaulting down with the extra rotation needed to drive his boots right into the mat! Witch Hazel manages to doggedly roll her body toward the turnbuckles, which is just enough to cause the Shiga Stomp to hit nothing but canvas! Nursing his left ankle, Oki-Kira limps toward the ropes in seek of support, but Hazel rises, seizes her wounded prey by the throat and slams her former ally down with a chokehold STO! From here, the silver-haired sorceress sits Kira up, drop to her butt right behind him, and grabs him by the head. Hazel takes a moment to run her tongue over his cheek, dragging it so hard it takes some of Kira's facepaint along for the ride. Then—finally—the tempestuous tongue-waggler hooks her weakened rival into a lotus lock, bridging herself up over the mat and putting as much force against Oki-Kira's neck as possible. The Japanese audience alternately gasps and "oohs" at this unique application.
Roberts: The Flytrap is locked in!
Jeffrey: Floating Flytrap, to be specific.
Phoenix: Looking to get into play-by-play, Ray?
Roberts: Ha! You're really obsessed, huh?
Eric Cartman Ray Jeffrey: Screw you guys, I'm going home! I was just bored, I swear!
Oki-Kira, the silent warrior and mentor to Hazel's former friends, is truly and utterly trapped in Witch Hazel's vicious submission hold. Arms trapped, he is unable to tap out. Instead, he simply suffers in silence—a look of both defiance and sorrowful disappointment etched upon his strained, painted face—until at last, unconsciousness takes him over.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings, Hazel's theme hits the PAs and this match is over!
Carson: Here is your winner... WITCH HAZEL!!!
Roberts: What a match! Right down to the wire! And that finish—well, it's a frustrating result for 4CW alumni, Oki-Kira.
Phoenix: A great outing. No shame in this outcome for Kira whatsoever. Only shame in all this is the story behind it all. Feels like we've been inching closer and closer to the truth, the real truth, behind all this madness.
Jeffrey: Well, I'm quite curious about that, too. For all of my... bored digging around, I'm no closer to the facts than anyone else. But hey—another win for Hazel! She's on a real hot streak these days. Well, she's on a hot streak every day, but you—whoa!!
Jeffrey's sudden exclamation comes about as a result of what's now transpiring in the ring: Hazel has since released Oki-Kira from her hold, but is now setting him up in the center of the ring, laid out cold. Her music cuts out at this point. Once satisfied with the positioning of her (as yet still unmoving) ex-ally, Witch Hazel rolls out to the floor and finds the ring attendant from earlier. She retrieves her horned crow, stomps her way up the ring steps and onto the apron, then ascends the turnbuckles up to the top rope.
Roberts: Oh, no! What now?!
The answer to this question is a brutal one, as Witch Hazel dives from the top rope and crashes down on Oki-Kira, driving her now-armored forehead into the sternum of the silent spirit from Shiga.
Phoenix: Good lord! What the hell?!
Jeffrey: Man, that's a special kind of crazy right there! *(swoons)*
The stunned crowd gets about half a minute to "ooh" and "ah" at this, as Hazel tosses her crown aside on wobbly legs. She shakes the cobw—no—actually, she looks more like a dog shaking its fur in an attempt to dry it after a bath. The second Hazel is back on steady feet, she calls out for a bottle of water. Jeffrey merrily hands his bottle over to the nearest attendant, who passes it in through the ropes to Hazel. The Lunatic Minge pours some water over Oki-Kira, rousing the woozy and aching Shiga Stomper. She slaps his face a few times to get him moving a bit. As soon as he does, she pulls him up to his feet. Kira staggers, but holds up alright. Satisfied with this result, Hazel bends the already wounded man over and turns away from him, hooking her arms over his. From here, she keeps low and twists herself around, then lifts—Oki-Kira now finds himself helplessly suspended upside-down from Hazel's back. Arms trapped once again, there's nowhere to go... but down. With a slight delay for effect, Witch Hazel sits out, spiking Kira hard with a vertebreaker! Some groans and shouts of shock from the crowd. Kira lays motionless on the mat in a jumbled heap behind Hazel. She rolls away and then, out of the ring.
Jeffrey: Ooh! Ooh! I know that one! Some deep, deep digging. That was, I think... The Mind Flayer! Ahaha! I love it! *(<3)*
Phoenix: Please tell me this is over! Goodness, this has been unreal!
Hazel cackles madly at ringside, cheerily observing the fallout of her outburst. And yet, her peaceful saunter up the ramp soon gives way to a heavier step. Hazel's body language switches from open and exaggerated to reserved and withdrawn. And finally, ger laughter gives way to the sound of whimpering. Before she disappears from view, Hazel's now-familiar sad song takes over the speakers.
Suddenly a sound like firecrackers begins going off around the arena, causing much confusion. People begin to look around confused and the announcers stammer a bit, trying to figure out what is going on. The popping stops and within seconds, the lights crash to nothingness, casting the fans in nothing but pitch black.
Murmurs, screams, and cheers fill the air, all brought together by a general sense of confusion.
Jeffrey: What is going on around here!?
A motor revs a bit, followed by the speeding, and subsequent screeching of tires. The screen seemingly explodes as a guitar comes to life, filling the arena with the riff of Queens of the Stone Age's 3’s and 7’s.
Phoenix: Oh my... I can’t believe what I’m hearing right now
Roberts: This can’t be possible! It’s been over 7 years!
Smoke from the explosion fills the ramp, and strobes mask what is going on a bit, as a figure walks out, torn jeans, combat boots, and a leather jacket, covering a crimson colored shirt. The dark, dirty brown hair still falls the same way it did years ago, and the camera finally becomes clear as the strobes stop, illuminating the arena, ending all confusion and eliciting a massive pop from all in attendance. There he is, after so much time, with his mouth curled into a twisted, smug smile. He soaks it all in for a moment, and the announcer confirms everything, for those still confused.
Carson: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome former 4CW WORLD CHAMPION .... CLYYYYYDE ... BONHAM!!
Clyde Bonham begins to take steps down the ramp, clearly enjoying every moment of his return. He collects himself as his ever cocky swagger takes back over, and he climbs the steps, multiple flashes going off throughout the crowd as he does so.
Phoenix: Well folks, we had no idea this was happening, but here he is after years, last seen in 4cw in 2010, but it looks like 2018 has brought Clyde Bonham’s return!
Roberts: One has to wonder if he is going to turn this place on its head and full of insanity like he did before.
Bonham steps into the ring and walks across, climbing the turnbuckle and raising both hands in an obvious victory, marking his return, and a great photo op for the fans in attendance.
Phoenix: In case you have any question about his credentials, Clyde is a former World Champ, he led his own insane stable, he held the Custom Cup when it was known as the Honor title, has competed in both 13 Ghosts and Soul Survivor, winning the former in 2009.
Jeffrey: Don’t forget his War competition and highly praised feud with Cocozo, in which both men refused to give an inch, but definitely wanted to take miles away from the other.
Bonham motions for a microphone in the ring, and is passed one.
Roberts: Maybe we can get a clue about what he is doing here.
3’s and 7’s cuts, as Bonham lifts the microphone. A huge smile is spread across his face, as he prepares to address the fans.
Bonham: You know...
Bonham quickly trails off and suddenly let’s out a victory yell, raising both arms. He rolls out of the ring and begins slapping hands with the fans. He laughs a bit and starts to head up the ramp, cueing 3’s and 7’s to start back up. He raises his arms again, then resumes high diving the fans.
Roberts: What the hell is going on?
Clyde reaches the top of the ramp and with another yell, he is gone backstage.
Jeffrey: What did we just see?
Roberts: What did he just do? Is he back?
Phoenix: Your guess is as good as mine!
We cut back to the ring after a commercial break for Carson to announce the next match.
Carson: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the 4CW Universal Championship!
"Little Green Men" by Project 86 hits the PA system. The crowd erupt in mostly boos as they recognise the arrival of Supreme's alter-ego. He saunters on to the stage, looking focused and quite frankly, dangerous.
Carson: Introducing first the challenger, from Supremeville, USA, weighing in at 240lbs ... REAMER!!
Reamer comes to the ring in his blue jeans and slides in, wasting no time acknowledging the crowd, and instead, seemingly psyching himself up for the fight ahead. "Wherever I May Roam" by Yashin hits the PA system. The crowd have a fairly mixed reaction. Certainly some boos, but unmistakably some cheers too, maybe simply because they dislike Reamer more than they dislike White. Brian White comes out, not accompanied as he usually is by Tommy Young but instead alone.
Carson: And his opponent, from Barry, South Wales, weighing in at 400lbs, he is the 4CW UNIVERSAL CHAMPION ... BRIAN ... THE FREIGHT TRAAAAAAAIN ... WHITE!!
Phoenix: Of course, Tommy Young will be part of the Survival Chamber in tonight's main event, so White is alone tonight.
Jeffrey: Look at him! Does he look like he needs ANYONE?
White comes down the ramp, staring a hole through Reamer as he does so. Reamer makes some motion to White, talking some trash. White simply smiles and nods, then climbs up and enters the ring. He and Reamer go nose to nose and the referee comes between then. trying to at least start this match void of chaos. After a few choice words from each, they seperate and take to each side of the ring. The referee takes the 4CW Universal Championship from White and lifts it in the air so all sides of the arena can see the prize they are fighting for.
The referee then gives the belt to the ringside assistant and calls for the bell. White and Reamer go face to face in the middle of the ring again. White points at his own chin, giving Reamer an open target. Reamer grins and smashes White as hard as he can in the face. White stumbles back a bit but stays standing then comes back with a massive forearm to the face of Reamer. The two deliver faster and faster left and rights, and eventually, White, being the heavier and more powerful man, is able to stun Reamer and send him to the ropes.
Reamer flies back quickly and ducks under White's clothesline, comes off the opposite ropes and takes down White with a Lou Thesz Press! With Reamer mounted, he reigns down blows with both fists, but White quickly turns the momentum, ending up on top and pummels Reamer with even harder punches.
Reamer sees an opportunity and pokes White in the eye which allows Reamer to get free and jump to his feet. White joins him but Reamer is ready a second quicker, and sets up White, lifting him in the air and slams him down with a suplex! The crowd begrudingly applaud this impressive feat of strength and the referee counts Reamer's cover.
1...2.... but White launches Reamer away with a strong push to kick out!
Phoenix: Impressive strength from Reamer - but White will need more than one suplex to be beaten.
Reamer tries to pick up the big man - but White pushes him away. Reamer resorts instead to kicking White in every which way he can. Face, arms, back, head - but White absorbs them all, growing steadily more furious with each blow, until he's standing and grabs Reamer's foot mid-kick. Reamer doesn't even have a chance to react. White pulls on his leg and takes him out with a brutal clothesline! White grabs Reamer with apparent ease, then lifts him on his shoulders and hits a Samoan Drop! White hooks the leg! ONE... TWO... no! Reamer kicks out!
Roberts: White on track to retain his title...
Jeffrey: Oh, clever you. You learned what a pun is.
White continues his dominance by picking up Reamer and throwing him into the turnbuckle. Reamer groggily stumbles around until White comes in and takes him out with a corner clothesline for good measure! White lifts up Reamer and throws him back into the corner, before unleashing four steadily-taken, well placed knife edge chops!
Reamer's chest starts to swell red when White finally lets him move out of the corner, but it's a short respite, as White storms after Reamer and lifts him up from behind, hitting a Sidewalk Slam with authority! White hooks the leg!
ONE... TWO.... NO! Reamer kicks out!
Jeffrey: Reamer showing some fortitude of his own. He might be completely loopy, with this split personality thing, but he's tough.
Phoenix: Both former World Champions and neither man will go down while they still have the ability to move!
White mutters to himself something as he frustratingly gets up, picking up Reamer once again. He sends Reamer to the ropes and on his return takes him out with a ring-shaking Spinebuster! Once again, White hooks the leg. ONE... TWO... Kickout!
White looks almost amused at Reamer's refusal to give up and picks him up again. This time he sends Reamer to the ropes, Reamer seems to see it coming. Reamer manages to leapfrog White and run to the otherside. Reamer comes back, White turns around - and White LIFTS REAMER INTO THE AIR FOR A POP-UP POWERBOMB!
Jeffrey: WOW! White just pulled out something special there! This has to be it!!
White kneels down and hooks the leg! The referee slides in to count.
ONE... TWO.... THRE---NO!! Reamer gets a hand on the bottom rope at the last nano-second! The referee sees it and breaks the count! White storms back up to his feet and confronts the referee, contorted with rage, he screams at the referee until Reamer grabs White from behind and rolls him up! ONE... TWO.... THR---NO!! White JUST breaks out in time!
Phoenix: This is intense action! Reamer was just half a second from becoming 4CW Universal Champion!
Roberts: He needs to get the advantage here and keep it!
Reamer stumbles up to his feet and White follows closely behind. Reamer looks like he is going to punch White, but instead stamps on his boot. White winces and the momentary distraction is enough for Reamer to kick him in the gut and take out The Freight Train with a neckbreaker. White doesn't stay down however, so Reamer runs towards the ropes and comes back, smashing White in the face, while he is kneeled, with a roaring elbow!
Phoenix: There's the Supreme Annoyance! White looks like he's seeing double after that shot!
Reamer jumps back up and repeats the move, smashing White with a second elbow. Then, he gets back up, and delivers a sickening third, which eventually knocks him down to the mat properly. Reamer falls on top on him and covers. ONE ... TWO ... THR-- NO!! White kicks out again. Reamer punches the mat in frustration but continues his plight, forcing himself back to his feet again. White moves around on the mat, trying to come to.
Reamer uses the ropes to rest on and try and get his breath back. As White gets back up to his feet, Reamer grabs him, takes a deep breath, hooks the leg, and somehow finds the strength it a near-perfect Fisherman's Suplex!
Phoenix: Supreme Compromise - but Reamer doesn't have enough left in him to secure the bridge!
Indeed this is true, as White rolls away from him reeling from the suplex. Reamer starts to crawl over to White in an attempt to cover him, when suddenly, a third man slides into the ring and pounces on Reamer, throwing lefts and rights viciously! The referee calls for the bell, throwing out the match!
Carson: Here is your winner via disqualification, REAMER! But still your 4CW Universal Champion, BRIAN ... THE FREIGHT TRAAAAIN ... WHITE!!
Phoenix: It's Rhys Cain! He warned us he'd have something to say in regards to Reamer and it looks like he may be letting his actions speak for him!
Jeffrey: That midget is such a dick! He ruined a perfectly good match!
In the ring, Rhys Cain continues to pummel Reamer with lefts and rights. The referee tries to pull him off but Cain pushes the referee away. This continues until Brian White lifts Cain up and demands an explanation. Cain pushes him away too, looking livid.
Cain: This is between ME ... and HIM.... Stay out of it, unless you want to go to war!
White looks angry at being spoken to like this for a moment, then he considers that he just retained the title, and he really has no reason to get involved, and then shrugs and walks out of the ring, the referee handing him his championship belt. In the meantime, Reamer has been pulling himself up and struggling to get to his feet. He gets up as Cain turns around to face him - and Cain runs at him - and flies into the air with a Busaiku Knee Kick!
Phoenix: Cain takes out Reamer with Dragon Rage!
Roberts: Looks like Cain does have something to say after all!
In the ring, Cain leans through the ropes and demands a mic, which is handed to him by Carson. Cain storms back to the middle of the ring, stomps Reamer in the gut a couple of times for good measure, and then speaks directly to his enemy.
Cain: Reamer! I let you play your games last month, with this split personality crap - but I just wanted to wait until it was definitely you I was speaking to when I said this.
Cain kneels down and closes in on Reamer.
Cain: Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and meet me at Revival. I don't give a fuck what conditions you have, just meet me in that ring on the grandest stage of all, so I can destroy you. And just in case you needed convincing...
Cain rolls to the outside of the ring, lifts up the apron and digs underneath the ring. While this is going on, Reamer tries to get back up, even after the severe beating he's taken from both White and Cain. Cain comes out from under the apron - with a SNOW SHOVEL. Cain rolls back in. Reamer gets back up to an almost standing position, when Cain SMASHES him across the head with the snow shovel, busting him open and leaving him sprawled on the mat, all but unconscious.
Phoenix: What a savage attack! I understand Cain's frustrations, and I know Reamer did exactly the same thing to him, but that is one destructive shot right there! Reamer may need serious medical attention!
Cain drops the shovel and leaves the ring, as EMTs rush past him to check on Reamer. Cain goes to to the top of the ramp, turns, screams one more time that I want you at Revival, Reamer!, then punches an LED board and heads to the back.
Roberts: This feud is personal and bitter. And I don't know what's going to happen next, but it seems like the expected confrontation at Revival between these two will not be a wrestling match. It will be a fight.
We cut backstage to see Lord Skywolf walking through the hallway, looking flustered. He find who he is looking for and raises his arms up and down in exasperation.
Skywolf: Are you just trying to make my job difficult?
The camera pans over to Rhys Cain. He seems to have calmed down considerably, but still looks a bit wired.
Cain: I've been after just one thing since December. A match with Reamer. If this is the only way I get it, so be it.
Skywolf: *sighs* Fine, I'll book you vs Reamer at Revival, happy? But he's gonna pick the stipulation, so I don't have him bitching at me next.
Skywolf walks away, mumbling under his breath about "this fucking job" and the camers cuts to another area backstage where Camera Man is walking around asking if anyone has seen Phil McGroin around. Everyone is refusing to say, shying away from saying where his whereabouts are when a huge crash is heard. Camera Man just puts his head in his hands for a moment before opening the door to his right where the sound came from. Inside is carnage with Phil McGroin sat on a chair in the middle of the room looking completely calm.
Camera Man clearly thinks of asking what was going on, but a quick scan of the room explains all that he needs to know. A chair is wedged into a locker. Another is half in the wall. Numerous lockers are dented with what can only have been the side of a solid metal chair. Two lockers are flat on the floor where they've been pulled down. The only table in the room is in splinters. And Phil McGroin just sits there in the middle of the room looking like he's the calmest man alive.
"Are you okay, Phil? That was hell of a noise I just heard", queries Camera Man.
"That would have been my chair. Well one of my chairs. They're not my chairs. But they should be. Just like that fucking title shot that I didn't lose last week! I've had enough. I'm going to smash up everything I can find, week after week until I get what I deserve. I'm undefeated! No one here can match that, but what do I get? Nothing. Do you want to know what people here are going to start getting though? Huh, Camera Man?"
"A chair?"
"A dented chair. I'll leave it to them as a present after I've wrapped a perfectly good one around their faces. I have enough to go around. And do you know what you're going to do?"
"Film it?"
"That's right you are. Do your fucking job and make sure everyone sees me showing what this place is missing out on. Every chair shot had better be recorded or I'll be leaving you with a dented chair as well. Do not think I'm fucking with you. Now go and find me some more chairs. There's a locker in here that doesn't look like it's had enough frustration taken out on it. And to think I was calm until you waltzed in here and now I'm pissed off again!"
Camera Man heads out of the locker room and we cut back to the ring. "Superstar" by Lupe Fiasco hits the PA system and out come all four members of The Supergroup. Tonight, Nik Waverly and Zak E Justice both sport cornrows and shades, but for some reason Carlos Starr has turned his hairstyle into an afro, and Myback has the word "FLEEK" shaved into the side of his head.
Carson: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome... Zak E Justice, Nik Waverly, Carlos Starr and Myback ... The Supergroup!!
Roberts: Can we go one show without seeing these losers?
Jeffrey: Funny you should say that, Roberts. I ask myself the same question every month about you.
The four of them pose at different times on the ramp and even try to sync their movements somewhat to the entrance music, which fails horribly. Eventually, the misfits all make it into the ring. Zak E Justice has a mic and "shushes" the crowd as they boo him, which only makes them boo ten times louder.
Justice: Yo, bros, I gotta ask you to keep your voices down, out of respect for MONSTAR.
Starr: See, tonight, ese, is the night that MONSTAR will be defeated, embarrassed and humbled, bro.
Myback: And ... don't forget that! Yeah...
Myback awkwardly lowers the mic, wishing he hadn't spoken at all. Justice ignores his awkwardness and continues.
Justice: So let's not waste any time, bro! You all know why we're here! MONSTAR, come on out here and face the wrath of The Supergroup!
Phoenix: Well, we at least know Skywolf hasn't demanded another drug test from MONSTAR.
Jeffrey: After last month's debacle with MONSTAR's packages, I think Skywolf just wants to leave well enough alone.
Roberts: So the question is... will MONSTAR deem this worthy of his time?
At first it appears not, as no-one comes out or a solid ten seconds, then suddenly "No Easy Way Out" by Robert Tepper blasts through the speakers. We get a huge pop from the crowd, and we see Justice's throat betray him with a very visible *gulp* as MONSTAR storms down to the ring with purpose.
Phoenix: I hate to state the obvious but - I don't think this is gonna end well for The Supergroup!
MONSTAR climbs into the ring and all four men attack him at once. MONSTAR absorbs all the shots without much trouble, then pie-faces Myback, who rolls over and crashes, clinging to his lower back in agony, MONSTAR grabs Starr and throws him across the ring by his afro, then takes out both Justice and Waverly with a BIG BEEFORAMA BOOT to each of them. MONSTAR roars and raises his arms, and the crowd roar in approval.
But then - a disturbance. None other than Rane is seen coming up from under the ring. She slides into the ring, unbeknownst to MONSTAR and shoves her arm right in between his legs for a BRUTAL Low Blow! MONSTAR crumbles, falling to his knees, clutching his family jewels.
Jeffrey: I don't care how big you are - skin and bone smashing against your balls is gonna cripple you!
Roberts: What is Rane even doing out here right now?!
Rane rolls back outside and grabs a chair from under the ring, then slides back in, and starts unleashing on MONSTAR! She hits shot after shot after shot, at least seventeen by the crowd's count. The rest of The Supergroup start to recover and join in on the proceedings, stomping the hell out of MONSTAR and taking turns to hit him with the steel chair!
Phoenix: Alright, enough is enough! This is a downright mauling here!
Jeffrey: I gotta say, I'm impressed! It's taken them months and months - but The Supergroup have finally got one over on MONSTAR!
After they've had their fill of chairshots, Waverly throws the chair away and all four members of The Supergroup line up around Rane, and Justice lifts her arm up into the air, officially inducting her into The Supergroup. Rane accepts this honour by raising her arms, and dropping them, causing the ring posts to explode into fountains of water!
Once again, some of the water sprinkles over Rane - and she freaks out, she moves like a ninja, jigging wildly and rolling out of the ring. Waverly helps her out by handing her a towel. She wipes the water off, taking time to specifically dry her blue mask, and the five of them raise their arms again, much to the disappointment of the crowd, who boo the whole lot of them out of the building as we cut to a break.
“A Warrior’s Call” begins to play and the crowd cheers as Lord Skywolf makes his way out. The ring has a table setup, with a set of contracts, and a microphone on it. Skywolf makes his way down to the ring and grabs the mic.
Skywolf: Hello Tokyo Dome! It’s been a great show so far hasn’t it!
The crowd cheers loudly, happy for the action they’ve seen thus far.
Skywolf: Well as you know in just two short months we are going to have our biggest show of the year, Revival! And our main event for that show was decided at the last Storm Front as Jacob Scharff beat three other men to earn the right to challenge Eddie Wolfbaine for the 4CW Championship on our biggest stage!
The crowd cheers again and a small “THUN-DER-BOLT!” chant breaks out.
Skywolf: But before that night those two men must sign the contracts for that match, so let’s get that out of the way right now! Introducing first, the man who has been back in 4CW less than a year and is already back circling the top of the mountain, Jacob Scharff!
“His World” erupts through the speakers and the crowd gets louder as Jacob makes his way out to the ring. He smiles and high fives several fans on the way down.
Phoenix: Last month Jacob was really on his game, taking advantage of a distracted Senecca to hit the Thunder Drop and get to Revival.
Jeffrey: Yeah he got lucky because Senecca was about to drop him like he was hot.
Roberts: Now…wait what?
Jacob gets in the ring and shakes Skywolf’s hand and sits in the chair facing the entrance ramp, obviously not willing to turn his back to the champion.
Skywolf: Next, the man who is the 4CW Champion, and has been since Gallows’ End last October, Eddie Wolfbaine!
The arena is suddenly plunged into darkness, save for a bank of lights on the stage, strobing to the rhythm of Aqua's "Barbie Girl" (sorry, Sen made me do it) "Ten Thousand Against One" by Unleash The Archers.
"Ten Thousand Against One!"
At "one", the entire bank of lights simultaneously turn on, illuminating Eddie Wolfbaine standing alone on the stage, the 4CW World Heavyweight Championship Belt slung over his shoulder. He then slowly makes his way down to the ring, slapping the hands of a few fans here and there, but never losing his focus on the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, he pauses to collect himself before leaping up the steel stairs, two steps at a time and runs along the apron to climb the turnbuckle on the far side of the ring. He takes a few moments to yell back at the adoring crowd, slapping the belt on his shoulder for good measure, before turning and leaping into the ring. He shakes Skywolf’s outstretched hand as well and takes the other seat.
Skywolf: Gentlemen thank you for coming. Eddie, you have not faltered once since becoming champion in October, and Jacob when you came back last summer I had no idea you would resonate with the 4CW crowd so quickly. The two of you have had two great matches so far and at Revival I’m sure we’ll see your absolute best. To have that match though you both have to sign the contract. Before you sign I’ll give you the chance to address each other. Wolfbaine, as champion, you can go first.
Wolfbaine: Scharff, Scharff, Scharff. First off, let me say that I have nothing but respect for you. There's no denying that you're a two-time champion, the same as I.
The crowd applauds the champion's show of respect.
Wolfbaine: That being said... You kinda held it down during some of 4CW's rough spots, no? I mean, those weren't exactly our company's glory days. Don't misunderstand, I'm not blaming you. It's just that... I don't think you really know what you're getting yourself into.
Scharff: That hasn’t stopped me before. I beat [chux] in a Gallows Pole match, after all.
Wolfbaine: Yeah, I remember when that used to mean something. But you haven't beaten me, have you? Not as I remember it. I mean, you couldn't handle me on an episode of Storm Front. What makes you think you'll have anything to offer me at Revival. I promise you, I'm an entirely different beast there.
Eddie signs the contract for the match and slides it to Scharff.
Scharff: Everyone is a different beast come Revival, Eddie. The biggest stage in all of 4CW, the biggest stop thus far on my comeback tour and you think I’m not gonna turn it up to eleven? I proved something last week, all it takes is one Thunder Drop,
Wolfbaine: The Thunder Drop? The-The Thunder Drop? How many times have you tried that on me? Don't answer, I've lost count too. And how many times have you hit it?
Eddie counts on his fingers.
Wolfbaine: Yup. None. El Valle del Lobo? I'm two-for-two with that one, pal. And one's all I need. I've been using that move for a long time now. A long, long time. I used it for years in Venezuela before I brought it up here to 4CW. And believe you me, that move is a killer. Nobody's EVER kicked out of it. It ends careers. it- wait, forgive me. I'm telling you things that you already know. How's about you tell me, Scharff. How does it feel?
Scharff just glares at Wolfbaine from across the ring. He proceeds to then sign the contract before speaking again.
Scharff: It didn’t end my career.
Skywolf: Gentlemen thank you for your participation, now how about a photo-op, with a handshake of course?
The two men get up and stand across from each other with a smirking Skywolf between them, who knows exactly what he's doing. He steps back slightly as the two move to within inches of each other. Momentarily startled by the empty space, Scharff and Wolfbaine look at each other for a moment, with Wolfbaine seeming to mouth "You wanna?" and Scharff responding with a curt nod. And then suddenly both men start throwing punches! Wolfbaine ducks a punch and goes for the Hammerspace Lariat! Scharff manages to sidestep it as Wolfbaine stumbles into the ropes. As Eddie staggers backwards from the ropes, Scharff gets into position and sets Wolfbaine up for the Thunder Drop! Wolfbaine slips out and rolls from the ring! Scharff stomps his foot and snaps in frustration and Wolfbaine yells into the ring that he almost got him but not quite while showing Scharff how close he was with his fingers.
Phoenix: Those two may be more alike than they realize and the fact they were both ready to fight there should make for a great match come Revival.
Jeffrey: I wish Wolfbaine would end Scharff’s career. All this respect is nauseating.
Roberts: Both are 4CW fan favorites, Jeffrey. That being said, you can see that Jacob’s starting to get frustrated that no matter what he does he can’t seem to catch Wolfbaine in the Thunder Drop. If that stays the case at Revival he probably won’t walk out as 4CW Champion.
Phoenix: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, and before we go into our main event, after the events of tonight, we have another match for Revival confirmed. Brian White will once again defend his 4CW Universal Championship. Lord Skywolf mentioned on Twitter than a lot of people have demanded title shots, and since we're so close to Revival, he's decided simply to grant them all! So at Revival, Brian White will defend the 4CW Universal Championship against Glock Nine, Jon Viper, Phil McGroin and - confirmed with his sudden, and somewhat confusing, reappearance earlier tonight, Clyde Bonham, in a Fatal 5 Way Match!
Jeffrey: That's a hell of a match - but Fatal 5 Way sounds stupid as shit.
Phoenix: Nevertheless, that takes place at Revival - but tonight, we will find out which four competitors will go ahead and compete in the Soul Survivor tournament starting in May! It's the return of the Survival Chamber match!
The Survival Chamber lowers down over the ring, a large, metallic dome chamber, with pods in each corner, and a box on each ringside area. The boxes are shown one by one with the labels "Dojo", "Arena", "Office" and "Other".
Carson: The following contest is the Soul Survivor Preliminary Round, Survival Chamber Match! The rules of this match are as follows! Four participants will enter each of the four Chamber pods and be locked inside. Two other participants will start the match in the ring. Every five minutes, a pod will be unlocked and a participant will enter the match! Once all six participants have entered, eliminations will occur by submission ONLY! The first two participants to be eliminated will not qualify for Soul Survivor! The winner of the match will choose the first round's stipulation of the 2018 Soul Survivor Tournament, starting in May!
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Bitch betta have my...
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Bitch betta have my money...
Rihanna's "Bitch Better Have My Money" blares through the arena. As soon as Rhianna says the word money all four spotlights converge on the entrance ramp as Senecca stands there looking out at the crowd.
Bitch betta have my money...
Pyro goes off on either side of him as dollars begin to fall from the ceiling into the crowd.
Pay me what you we me...
Carson: Introducing first, now making his way to the ring, weighing in at three hundred and thirty pounds, originally from Cleveland, Ohio... now hailing from Vallhalla... THIS... IS ... SENECCA!!
Senecca starts walking down the ramp to the ring. as he makes it to the steps he pauses to look up at the chamber and makes his way up the steps nonchalantly. As he gets to the top he walks over and casually leans against the turnbuckle post and looks out at the audience. He shifts his arms as if he's going to open up his ring jacket then smirks and climbs in through the middle rope.
Kamikaze if you think that you gon' knock me off the top
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As soon as "brrap, brrap, brrap" is said pyro goes off in the ring like a gunshot and Senecca opens his ring jacket as he gives a cocky smirk to the camera. Senecca takes off his jacket and hands it to the referee, and then heads to the first pod.
Phoenix: Senecca is the first of four men to take a pod. Who will be next?
"Step" by Ministry hits the PA system next. Out comes the one and only Dirk Meyer to a chorus of boos from the crowd.
Phoenix: Of course, it's Senecca's tag partner turned arch rival, and he will be locked in the second pod!
Jeffrey: If I was Meyer, I'd be hoping Senecca comes out of the pod first and I come out last.
Carson: Next, from Valhalla, New York, weighing in at 240lbs... DIRK .... MEYER!!
Meyer climbs the steps, enters the chamber, and climbs into the ring. Before he goes to his pod, he walks up to Senecca, taunting him with a sneering grin, then heads off into his pod.
"Numb" by Linkin Park hits the PA system. The boos only increase in volume as, accompanied by Camera Man, comes out the ever-arrogant Phil McGroin.
Carson: Next, residing in Helston, England, weighing in at 14 stone, the Man Who Once Made A Cow Tap Out, PHIL ... MCGROIN!!
McGroin saunters down to the ring, nose up at the crowd, who continue to boo him. He gawps at the Chamber when he gets close enough, but then nods his head confidently and smirks before climbing up into the Chamber and to his pod. Before he enters, he screams at Camera Man "Get me a chair, dammit!" Camera Man runs to the "Arena" Box and opens it. He pulls out one of the two steel chairs and hands it to McGroin who grins before entering his pod.
Jeffrey: Looks like McGroin had the sense to pick up a weapon BEFORE entering the pod! Smart man!
The first four bars of Lycia's Baltico plays, and then switches to "Inked in Blood" by Sigh as The Hedge Witch comes out on stage, looking extravagantly bizarre as always. She comes out with a huge plush unicorn in her arms and looks up at the Chamber from the top of the ramp like a child lost in wonder.
Carson: Next, making her way to the ring, from Everywhere... and Nowhere, weighing in at 128lbs, WITCH ... HAZEL!!
Hazel throws her head back and laughs, then takes a few steps to her right, standing near the edge of the ramp. She takes a deep breath, focusing on the ring. The silver-haired sorceress bolts toward the barricade—leaps—and proceeds to run the length of the barrier all the way down to ringside! Jumping down, Witch Hazel timidly enters the chamber. She puts down her unicorn and opens the "Arena" box for a gander herself. She eventually chooses a pair of brass knuckles, sliding them on and waving her arm; admiring them as though they were fine jewelry, then heads into a pod. The referees are about to lock the pod, when Hazel screams, having realised she left her unicorn outside. One of the officials scrambles to give it to her, wondering what on Earth he did to be the guy who had to deal with Witch Hazel. With her plushie tucked under one arm, Hazel sinks back into the pod as the officials close it.
Roberts: So Senecca, Meyer, McGroin and Hazel will start inside the pods. That means that the two remaining entrants will start in the ring!
"Aces High" by Iron Maiden hits the PA system. The arena goes dark and black and white scenes of war appear on the tron, with white lights following the rhythm of the drums.
As the song kicks in proper, pyro explodes up from the stage and Tommy Young quite literally flies through the fire to hit a perfect three point landing. The young man rises to his feet, with his stance wide and a big grin on his face. He raises his arms above his head, forefinger and thumbs outstretched so his thumbs touch and his fingers are pointing above the ring.
He holds the pose for a few seconds before dropping his arms and making his way to the ring, slapping outstretched hands on either side of the ramp as he does so. The screen continues to show scenes of jet fighters flying in formation and gun cams showing missiles destroying bunkers, interspersed by stock footage of Tommy flying about the ring.
Carson: Next, from Barry, South Wales, weighing in at 195lbs... he is ... TOP GUN... TOMMY ... YOUNG!!
Phoenix: This match is definitely Young's biggest to date in his young career! A win here would give him a huge stepping stone into going far in the Soul Survivor tournament later this year!
Young reaches the bottom of the ramp and stares up at the Chamber before him, somewhat in awe, before entering the structure and the ring. He glances over in the direction of Witch Hazel's pod. She flickers her eyelashes at him and waves happily, a small smile breaking through her previously uneasy expression. Young isn't quite sure what to make of it and smirks sheepishly, until the next entrant's music distracts him. Witch Hazel slips back into the shadows of her pod, clutching her unicorn.
"Am I Savage?" by Metallica hits the PA system. Out comes The Hollowpoint Bullet, in bandana, trench coat and shades. Victor Venom comes out on stage with Glock Nine, but before Glock walks down the ramp, Victor gives him a few choice words of advice, then sends him on his way, heading backstage himself.
Carson: On his way to the ring, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, he stands at 6'6, and he is known as... GLOCK NINE!!
As Glock comes down the ring he tells a screaming, old lady to "Fuck off, cuntflaps!" and spits in her direction, inciting a mini-riot among the people in the front row. As security fix the problem Glock caused, he strolls down the ramp laughing.
Glock Nine stomps to the ring with a purpose, and his laugh fades as he looks up at the Chamber with not even a slither of apprehension and gets into the ring with Tommy Young, who wisely keeps his distance. The two end up on each side of the ring as the referee calls for the bell to get this match underway!
Tommy Young and Glock Nine stare eachother down from opposite sides of the ring. Young looks determined, focused; Glock looks somewhat arrogant; smirking. The two lock horns in the middle of the ring and Glock throws Young away with ease, slapping his hands together and telling Young to bring it. Young does exactly that; charging at Glock again, who simple sidesteps him and throws him into the corner. Glock follows up with a few jabs in the corner, until Young reverses, flips Glock so that he's in the corner, and slaps him straight across the face!
Phoenix: Slap heard all around the arena!
Roberts: Yeah... I'm not sure how smart that was.
The reaction seems delayed. Young realises what he's done when the crowd "ooooohs" and Glock stands statue still, not moving. Then, faster than a Hollowpoint Bullet, Glock lifts up his leg and hits a Big Boot, taking out Young! Glock roars, ranting something unintelligible about "respect". Glock grabs Young roughly and positively throws Young over the top rope and to the ringside area. Glock climbs out of the ring and bashes Young's face against the box labelled "Dojo". He swings Young, whipping him into Witch Hazel's pod. At Young's impact, she jumps back, and looks to suddenly be conscious of her confined space, looking slightly concerned. She grips her plush unicorn tighter.
Glock opens up the Dojo box and pulls out an array of weapons. He takes out a couple of Kendo Sticks and throws them in the ring, then pulls out a small bench, which he places on the ringside area and finally he pulls out a pair of nunchucks. Grinning widely, Glock hangs over Young and wraps the nunchucks around his neck. Young reacts by gripping at his throat, thrashing while he chokes.
Jeffrey: What a savage Glock Nine is!
Phoenix: And remember, eliminations can't occur until everyone has entered! Young couldn't give up even if he wanted to, which I doubt he had any intention of doing anyway!
Eventually releasing Young, Glock throws the nunchucks away and instead grabs the now barely-moving Young and body slams him - directly onto the Dojo Bench! Young's body arches up as he grimaces in agony, trying to get away from Glock while clinging to his back desperately, giving what would have been a good impression of Myback if it didn't look so painful. Young rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, and Glock follows, stalking his opponent.
As Young uses the ropes to try and pull himself to his feet, Glock leisurely walks over to a Kendo Stick and picks it up, another grin widening on his face. Young finally gets to his feet and turns - only to get thwacked in the face with the Kendo Stick! Young falls, clutching his face, a red welt already visible across his cheek!
Roberts: What a brutal shot! This type of match will change you forever, I think Young is learning that fast!!
Glock wastes no time in continuining his assault and once again literally throws Young over the top rope, this time to the opposite side of the ringside area, with a box labelled "Office". Glock meets Young on the outside and sets him up in a Powerbomb position.
Phoenix: Don't tell me he plans to powerbomb Young into that box?!
Roberts: Box isn't really doing it justice! That's a trunk made of wood and metal! It's not gonna break, it's just gonna break you!
Glock lifts up Young for the Powerbomb, the crowd gasp in anticipation - but Young starts to fight back. He sends wild speedy punches to the top of Glock's head and eventually topples The Hollowpoint Bullet over! Young scrambles to his feet and climbs on top of the box - then climbs up the Chamber wall! Glock gets to his feet just as Young gets out of reach. Young climbs over and lands on top of Phil McGroin's pod. McGroin can be seen arching his neck, trying to get a good view of what's happening on top of him. Glock goes back into the ring with the intention of using the turnbuckle to get to Young - but Young is ready - and dives off the pod with a huge Crossbody, taking out Glock Nine in the middle of the ring!
Phoenix "TOP GUN" TOMMY YOUNG FLYING FROM THE TOP OF THE POD!
Roberts: Both men are taken out!
Glock and Young lay a few feet apart on the mat, neither of them moving. Then, a timer appears on the screen, counting down from 5, to which the crowd count along, waiting to see who the first entrant from the pods is. The timer reaches zero, the lights flash and then one pod is selected: Senecca's pod is opened and the monster comes out to a big pop from the crowd!
Senecca climbs into the ring and looks at the two fallen men. Deciding Young will stay down longer, he grabs the bigger Glock and manhandles him, whipping him into the corner. Senecca runs at Glock and takes him out with a Stinger Splash and when Glock comes back he grabs him, lifts him up and releases him behind with a Fallaway Slam! Young starts to crawl around slightly on the mat but Senecca grabs him and throws him through the middle rope and to the ringside area.
Roberts: You gotta feel for Tommy Young, being stuck in there with the two biggest participants in the match!
Jeffrey: He's being thrown around like a ragdoll!
Senecca follows Young out to ringside and lifts the 'Office' box. He pulls out a stapler, throws it aside, then an assortment of pencils, and tosses them too, and finally he pulls out a bag with a wicked grin. He opens the bag and the crowd pop loud as the thumbtacks are unleashed onto the ringside floor! Senecca grabs Young and sets him up, and then body slams him DIRECTLY onto the thumbtacks! Young screams as the pins pierce all over his back and he arches himself away to reveal at least twenty tacks in his back, several of them having fallen out to leave bloody holes in his skin.
Roberts: Oh my god! How much punishment can Tommy Young even take? He might be out for the count before we even get to eliminations at this rate!
The crowd chant "HOLY SHIT!" until the timer appears on the screen again, and they once again count down from 5...4...3...2...1.... The lights flash and Dirk Meyer's pod is opened! He steps out and Senecca stares at him, each of them at opposite sides of the ring. Then, after some narrow-eyed glares, the two run into the ring at the same time and meet in the middle of the ring in a flurry of lefts and rights!!
Phoenix: Dirk Meyer is in the Chamber and we could expect nothing less than what we're seeing when it comes to these two men, who despise eachother!
Senecca overpowers Meyer and clubs him into the ropes, but then Glock Nine is suddenly back on his feet and grabs Senecca from behind, taking him out with a German Suplex! Glock gets back up to his feet and locks eyes with Meyer. They both stare at eachother, nod in understanding, and then double-team Senecca! The two of them throw punches, kicks and slaps to keep the big man down, until he is stuck trying to defend himself in the bottom corner of the turnbuckle.
Glock and Meyer look like they have no intention of stopping the two-on-one attack when Tommy Young, either heroically or stupidly, is back up and jumps into the fray, helping Senecca by taking out Meyer with a dropkick and then going for Glock. Glock fights back and grabs Young, then swings him and throws him towards the turnbuckle. Young flies over the buckle and instead crashes into Hazel's pod once again!
Inside the pod, Hazel flinches again, and squeezes her unicorn so tightly it looks like she might pop the head off. The camera closes in on her and she can be heard mumbling "Hazel. Doesn't. Like. Pods. Hazel. Doesn't. Like. Pods." She catches the camera close up to her pod and kicks out, hitting the pod and causing the cameraman to scarper away.
Suddenly, the timer appears on the screen, the crowd count down from five, the lights flash. Hazel looks up hopefully, but only grows more frustrated when instead Phil McGroin's pod door opens and he enters the match, steel chair still in hand. Glock Nine is the first person Phi McGroin comes across and he smashes the steel chair across his face!
Phoenix: Phil McGroin enters the match and he is going straight for his arch enemy Glock!
Jeffrey: That steel chair is a pretty good equalizer!
Phil McGroin rounds on Meyer next and slams him with the steel chair across the back, sending him to the mat. Young gets back into the ring after his trip into the pod and is met immediately with a chair shot from McGroin too!
Roberts: This really isn't Tommy Young's night, eh?
McGroin then places the steel chair in place in front of Senecca, who is still positioned in the bottom corner of the turnbuckle. McGroin runs at Senecca and dropkicks the chair straight in his face! McGroin then storms out of the ring, and pulls open the 'Office' box. He pulls out another stapler gun, a hole punch gun, a can of deodorant, a can of soda and a toilet brush, throwing them all in the ring in quick succession (the soda can bursts on impact and starts squirting out cola). McGroin then goes to the next box, labelled 'Dojo'. He pulls out some boxing gloves and throws them into the ring. He then pulls out a black Karate belt and throws that in too. He switches over to the "Arena" box and pulls out a couple more steel chairs, a table, a ring bell and a monitor, throwing them all in turn into the ring too.
Roberts: You think McGroin has got his fix yet?
Finally, McGroin gets to the fourth and final box, labelled "Other". He opens it and has a look inside, grinning widely, then pulls out an array of items. He throws a fire extinguisher, a shovel head, a stop sign and a random only boot and throws them all into the ring behind him. Then he closes the trunk and steps into the ring without looking up, only when he does, what he sees stops him dead in his tracks. Senecca, Glock Nine, Tommy Young and Dirk Meyer are all standing up. They all have some of the weapons McGroin threw into the ring in their possession along with a myriad of weapons strewn across the mat.
Phoenix: Well, this has certainly backfired on McGroin!
Jeffrey: Run, Phil!
Roberts: Ha ha ha, run where?!
McGroin has nowhere to go and is smashed in the face with a steel chair from Glock Nine! McGroin falls backwards and is choked by Senecca with the black Karate belt. Eventually, Senecca releases McGroin and he falls to his knees. Tommy Young comes over with a stapler gun - and staples McGroin's forehead!! Young raises the stapler in the air with a roar, and McGroin clutches his face as he crawls over to the ropes. He gets back up to his feet, only to have Meyer run up to him and hit him over the top rope with the stop sign!
Roberts: And THAT is what it looks like when Phil McGroin gets his comeuppance!
Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts!!
The camera focuses in on Hazel, who has witnessed all this carnage and mayhem all around her, made only worse when Meyer follows McGroin out to the ringside area and throws him into Hazel's pod and she flinches for the third time. At this point, she positively freaks, dropping her unicorn and banging the glass repeatedly, screaming "Hazel. Wants. Out!!" She continues to scream and punch the pod as the chaos continues outside of her pod with Meyer throwing McGroin in the Chamber mesh, where he lands roughly on top of the weapons box.
Roberts: I think Witch Hazel is about ready to join the match! She's desperate to get out of that pod!
Inside the ring, Glock, Young and Senecca have resorted to taking turns hitting each other with whatever weapons they can find. The fans take a moment to notice the timer appear on screen and they count down from three as the final entrant looms. Eventually, it reaches zero, the lights flash and finally, like she's been craving oxygen in the vacuum of space, the pod door opens, and Witch Hazel takes a deep, gasping breath and she jumps out of the pod. There's a moment of her gathering her bearings, then she turns to the cage wall and starts to climb, brass knuckles still wrapped around her fingers.
Phoenix: And finally, Witch Hazel is free! Now, eliminations can occur my submission only! And Hazel's using her new-found freedom to its fullest extent, look at her go, climbing higher and higher!
Jeffrey: New powers unlocked! The bat becomes the arachnid. Phew! Hypersexual Spiderwoman can trap me in her web any day!
Roberts: She'd probably just think you wanna be put in the Flytrap. Then we'll have to get someone new on commentary.
Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts!
Hazel climbs steadily higher, making her way to the center of the dome, so that she is high above the center of the ring. She hangs there, seemingly calmer than she was moments ago in the pod. Down on the ground, at ringside, Meyer continues to beat up McGroin, using the box, pods and cage walls to his advantage. Inside the ring, Young had been knocked over by someone and Senecca and Meyer were once again battling it out exchanging lefts and rights. Meyer manages to rake the eyes of Senecca and grab one of the many weapons littered all over the mat, hitting Senecca in the back with a steel chair. Senecca collapses from the blow and rolls away. Meyer drops the chair, the only man standing in the ring, looking pretty pleased with himself.
Then, almost instinctively, he looks up - and sees a moment too late WITCH HAZEL JUMPING DOWN AND LANDING ON TOP OF HIM! Meyer does well to stay on his feet with Hazel on his shoulders. He takes a close-range punch to the face with the brass knuckles, which gives Hazel the perfect opportunity to lock in the hanging Lotus lock!
Jeffrey: Look at that!! This amazing sexy sorceress locks in the FLYTRAP!!
Roberts: You can't predict crazy!
Phoenix: She's got it cinched in tight, I don't know if Meyer will be able to cope much longer!!
Meyer cries out in agony but with seemingly no way out of the submission, and Hazel fresh and healthy, only tightening her grip, Meyer quits and the referee breaks the hold.
Carson: Dirk Meyer has been eliminated!
Phoenix: And just like that, Meyer is gone and does not qualify for Soul Survivor 2018! The next elimination will suffer the same fate!
Meyer rolls out of the ring slowly as Witch Hazel gets to her feet, looking for her next target. She spots Senecca a little too late and since she eliminated the man he was most angry with, he instead makes her the target. Hazel struggles in Senecca's grip but is unable to do much as Senecca throws her across the ring with considerable force! Witch Hazel crashes a couple of feet away.
Roberts: Coming across Senecca in this environment is never a good thing!
Senecca doesn't give her a chance to recover and instead approaches her before she's even stopped moving and grabs her by the hair, pulling her back up to her feet. He lifts Witch Hazel up onto his shoulders and hits The Dark Plunge!!
Jeffrey: The Dark Plunge out of nowhere!
Roberts: All Senecca has to do now is lock in a submission!
Senecca grabs Hazel and it looks like he intends to lock her into a Bearhug, when suddenly, from the top turnbuckle, comes Tommy Young, who jumps over and hits a Diving Dropkick on Senecca, sending him flying and saving Witch Hazel from certain elimination! Senecca stumbles back up to his feet, seeking Tommy Young, but instead comes face to face with Glock Nine, who clotheslines Senecca over the top rope, with so much gusto that Glock goes over with him, both of them crashing to the outside and landing on some left over tacks from earlier in the match!
In the ring, Witch Hazel stumbles back to her feet at the same time as Tommy Young. They meet eyes, and Hazel realises that he saved her. She runs up to him and hugs him tightly. Young can't help but grin coyly although he's too nervous to do anything else. Hazel releases him and Young turns around to look at Glock and Senecca, mangled together in a pile of tacks, when suddenly, Witch Hazel jumps on Tommy Young's back and locks in the FLYTRAP!!
Jeffrey: All is fair in love and war!
Phoenix: Hazel has the Flytrap locked in!! Will Tommy Young join Meyer as being eliminated from the match?!
Senecca body slams Glock into the tacks on the outside, as Hazel continues to cinch in the Flytrap on Young. Senecca storms back into the ring, sees the two people in Hazel and Young that had pissed him off most recently, and runs at the, simply taking them both out and flattening them on the mat, breaking Hazel's Flytrap on Young!
Senecca gets back up and sees Phil McGroin stumbling back into the ring with a steel chair in hand. He swings for Senecca, but Senecca grabs the chair and rips it out of McGroin's hands! Senecca swings the chair and takes out McGroin, but he doen't see Meyer, not yet left the ring after his elimination, come back into the ring with a Fire Extinguisher - and shoot the fog in the direction of Senecca, completely blinding him! Meyer then grabs a steel chair and smashes Senecca in the back with it!
Roberts: Once again, Meyer screws Senecca! He needs to learn when to leave well enough alone!
Jeffrey: Say that to his face or shut that gaping hole in your face! Either one is fine by me!
As Meyer finally leaves the Chamber, McGroin recovers from his chair shot and spots the out-cold Senecca on the mat. Seizing his moment, Phil McGroin grabs a Nunchuck from near the ring ropes and wraps it around Senecca's neck, choking the life out of him! Senecca struggles and grasps at his neck, but eventually, he starts to fade fast and his eyes close. The referee decides he's seen enough and steps in to call for a submission.
Carson: Senecca has been eliminated!
Phoenix: Wow, look at it whichever way you want, with interferences, weapons and the like - but Phil McGroin just submitted Senecca! He is the second person eliminated from the Soul Survivor Tournament!
Roberts: Well, the referee called it! Senecca never actually quit, let's not forget that!
Jeffrey: Only cos he literally couldn't.
Phoenix: Either way, we're down to the final four! Glock Nine, Phil McGroin, Witch Hazel and Tommy Young will compete in the Soul Survivor in May! Now they battle for the right to name the first round stipulation!
With Glock Nine on the outside, and Hazel still laying out cold on the inside of the ring, Phil McGroin, confident after his elimination of Senecca and Tommy Young both rise up to their feet and near the same time. Phil McGroin uses the Nunchuck he used to choke Senecca in an attempt to choke out Young also, but Young slips out of it swiftly, and hits a low dropkick, taking out McGroin at his knees.
Tommy Young positions himself behind McGroin so that his legs are wrapped around McGroin's shoulders and locked behind the back at the ankle. Then he grabs McGroin's chin and pulls up, applying torque on the hold! McGroin can be heard roaring in agony, even with his mouth unable to open due to the hold.
Phoenix: Tommy Young calls this the Ejector Seat - and what a brutal submission it is!!
Jeffrey: Not something I would like to be stuck in, that's for sure! Looks like McGroin feels the same way!
McGroin tries for a second to escape the hold, but when Young pulls with another major torque, McGroin lets out another roar of pain and taps out! The referee calls for the bell!
Carson: Phil McGroin has been eliminated!
Phoenix: And now we're down to three! Hazel, Young and Glock!
On the outside of the ring, Glock Nine gradually gets to his feet, using the weapons box for support, as Witch Hazel goes out to that side of the ring, but she isn't going for Glock, she head back to her pod and picks up her unicorn. Then, she suddenly snaps, and punches the unicorn with the brass knuckles several times. Then she grabs each side of the unicorn's body and head, and rips the head off in one sweeping motion, unleashing some cotton out into the air and around the pod.
Roberts: Animal cruelty, much? I thought she liked that Unicorn?
Hazel digs inside the remains of the unicorn, more cotton flying out as she does so, and pulls out a ... human femur!!
Phoenix: Disturbingly, not the first time we've seen that... unique choice of weapon when it comes to The Coven!
Jeffrey: I don't know whether I'm in love or terrified of her!
Hazel takes the femur in her brass-knuckled hand, and grabs a bunch of cotton from the inside of the unicorn. Then she approaches Glock, slams him in the gut with the human femur, to which he falls to his knees. Then she takes her handful of cotton - and stuffs it into Glock's mouth, sealing it with a slap!
Jeffrey: And Witch Hazel slaps the stuffing out of Glock Nine!
Roberts: *groans*
Glock stumbles away, spitting the cotton out of his mouth, spinning around enraged, but Witch Hazel has already dropped the femur and began to climb the cage again!
Looking to avoid her, and thinking himself smart, Glock Nine steps inside the ring, then laughs up at Hazel, signalling she's too far away to hit him. She smiled widely for a split second, shouting "Silly Glock!" then dives, graceful and fluid through the air, over the ropes and into the ring - taking out Glock Nine with the Brass Knuckles with a brutal punch straight to the face!
Jeffrey: SPIDERMAN PUNCH! WHAT A SHOT BY HAZEL!
Roberts: Is there nothing this woman won't do?
Hazel recovers first from the wreckage of their crash. She waits for Glock Nine to get to his feet, then attempts to set up for the Nilswitch! Glock sees it coming - and pushes Hazel roughly away. Hazel stumbles away and hits the ropes, but recovers quickly and comes flying back - but she walks right into a Big Boot from Glock! Glock lifts up Hazel and puts his foot on her chin, in preparation for Count The Lights - but Hazel slips underneath and trips over Glock with a Leg Sweep!
Hazel then grabs him and locks in the Flytrap on the floor! Glock Nine tries to fight out of it before it's fully locked in, but another shot with the Brass Knuckles puts an end to that tactic - and Hazel locks in the submission properly! Glock uses all of his strength to writhe around, trying anything he can to get out of the hold, but the more he struggles, the tighter Hazel locks it in and with one frustrated, anguished growl, GLOCK TAPS OUT!!
Carson: Glock Nine has been eliminated!
Phoenix: Wow! Another surprising elimination! The Custom Cup Champion just got one over on Glock Nine! The Hollowpoint Bullet taps!
Roberts: And then we were down to two! It's Witch Hazel and Tommy Young - who will decide the first round stipulation for the 2018 Soul Survivor?
Witch Hazel stumbles back up to her feet as Glock Nine rolls out of the ring. Tommy Young also stumbles and the two exhausted, hobbled warriors come face to face in the middle of the ring. Tommy, ever the gentlemen, offers a test of strength. Hazel stares at him for a moment, then accepts the grapple and locks up her hands with Tommy's. As soon as they lock hands, she suddenly looks very shy and flushed and looks away. Young raises his brow, unsure what to make of it. Then Hazel suddenly jumps up, wraps her legs around his waist and gives him a good ol' lick straight from the top of his head all the way down over his lips.
Jeffrey: Why... why couldn't I be in this match? 🙁
Tommy Young is stunned, he stumbles backwards, as Hazel continues to cling on to him, and stare at him seductively. Then, she suddenly jumps down and this time she offers a test of strength. Young again raises his brow, looking around as if to say "Am I the only one who thinks this is utter madness? but decides to remain gentlemanly and accept the test of strength - until Hazel decides to kick Young in the gut and nail a DDT!
Phoenix: Quite frankly I'm amazed Tommy Young has made it this far - but you gotta say he's pretty naive and easily distracted when it comes to this specific sorceress! A thunderous DDT there!
Witch Hazel goes outside, grabs her human femur, and brings it back into the ring. She lines herself up behind Tommy Young as he staggers a few times trying to get back up to his feet. When she decides the time is right, Hazel runs forward, femur in hand, to strike the back of Young's head - but he sees it coming in his peripheral vision, and ducks at the last moment then reverses with a Tiger Feint Kick out of nowhere! Tommy Young follows it up by running to the ropes, taking a moment to gather his bearings, then jumps up and hits a Springboard Flying Forearm Smash!
Phoenix: And Tommy Young hits Aces High! Hazel is down! Hazel is down!
Tommy Young hesitates for the slightest of moments, standing over Hazel, then decides to put his career aspirations over potential romantic investments - and LOCKS IN THE EJECTOR SEAT!! Young, no longer looking to protect the mysterious, unpredictable, exciting girl - but rather to be the one to make her submit! He wrenches on the hold, applying more pressure to the mentally and physically exhausted Hazel. Eventually, on the verge of tears, she cries "HAZEL QUITS!" and the referee calls for the bell as "Aces High" by Iron Maiden blasts through the speakers and the winner is announced.
Carson: Here is your winner.... TOP GUN ... TOMMYYYYYY ... YOOOUNG!!
Tommy Young relinquishes the hold and rolls away from Hazel, battered, bruised, cut up - but importantly, victorious! All he can do is raise one of his arms meekly in the air from his position on the floor and the crowd cheer along at the hard-earned victory of the underdog!
Phoenix: It's been a monumental night, topped off with a monumental main event and a victory for Tommy Young that will no doubt define his young career! Tommy Young survives the Chamber! He has the right to choose the Soul Survivor first round stipulation but most importantly, he has put himself on the 4CW map forever!
Jeffrey: I gotta give it to the guy - I think he's a dorky son of a bitch - but what a fantastic victory from Top Gun here tonight!
Roberts: I don't think he really cares what you think Ray! Tommy Young wins the Survival Chamber!!
Phoenix: Thank you for joining us tonight, ladies and gentlemen, from Tokyo, Japan! We'll see you next month, for our Go-Home show on the road to Revival!!
The closing shots of the night are of Tommy Young kneeling in the middle of the Chamber, sweat drenched, arms raised, eyes closed as he soaks in the biggest victory of his career.
Quick Results:
-The Liberation (Fischer & Rigg) def Tony Rock and Don Stone
-Witch Hazel def Oki-Kira
-Reamer def Brian White via DQ: Brian White retains the 4CW Universal Championship
-Tommy Young def Hazel, Glock, McGroin, Senecca, Dirk Meyer in a Survival Chamber Match
(Senecca and Meyer eliminated from Soul Survivor preliminary round, Young decides first round stipulation)
RP Judge:
Rhys
Writing Credit:
The Liberation vs Rock/Stone - Rhys
Post Match Announcement - Rhys
Hazel vs Oki-Kira Promo/Match - Paige
Clyde Bonham Return segment - John Hartigan
White vs Reamer Universal Title - Rhys
Post-Match Cain/Reamer segment - Rhys
McGroin/Camera Man backstage segment - Ninjak
The Supergroup/MONSTAR segment - Rhys
Wolfbaine/Scharff Contract Signing segment - Dread Pirate/Stingmon
Survival Chamber match - Rhys
Confirmed Card (Subject to change):
4CW World Championship
Eddie Wolfbaine (c) vs Jacob Scharff
4CW Tag Team Championships Open Challenge
Confirmed teams: The Liberation
Stipulation TBA
Rhys Cain vs Reamer
4CW Universal Championship
Brian White (c) vs Glock Nine vs Jon Viper vs Phil McGroin vs Clyde Bonham
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