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*We see Marie Dubois in the parking lot of the arena.*
Dubois: I'm waiting here for the just announced 4CW Superstar of the Year, Jacob Scharff...there he is! Jacob!
*She runs over upon spotting the superstar. Jacob keeps walking towards his destination.*
Dubois: Jacob you have been voted 4CW Superstar of the Year. You beat out everyone else. How do you feel about that?
Jacob: It's humbling...and I feel like it's a lie.
Dubois: I don't understand.
Jacob: The Superstar of the Year can't even hold his title past one defense?. The Superstar of the Year is someone who constantly came close to the top of the mountain and only once made it to the top? The Superstar of the Year is a man whose career has been more defined by failure than success. Even here, all my struggle and heartache was undone in one single night. And then tonight, I didn't want another freaking Triple Threat match for the 4CW title. Guess you take what you can get in this business though huh? Phil McGroin...he's a character, and honestly I wonder if his cameraman is more dangerous than he is, but he's in my way. As I stated earlier, Paige failed to pin MY shoulders to the mat at Gallows' End. As far as I'm concerned she and I still have unfinished business and it'll stay that way until there is a clear cut decisive victor. If that doesn't happen at WAR. If she pins Phil, or if I do, or if he manages to pull out the win, then I will keep coming for her. I don't feel like I deserve this award this year, but 2019 is coming. And this time next year, I will deserve this award. Have a good night Marie, and don't get caught in the oncoming storm.
Marie: I've got an umbrella.
Jacob: It's not gonna be enough this time.
*Jacob finishes packing his stuff into his car and gets in and drives away as Marie looks out, concerned, into the night sky.*
I'm sorry this is super late but I'm really trying to get all caught up!
Cain Opening: Decent set up for the War Match. I do like how Jeffery pointed out that he needs to stop moping. You can see Rhys trying to stay positive, but the negativity is seeping through. Cheesy but solid opening seg.
White interview: Short but I still like it. I liked how your manager/wife/girlfriend? Had something to say as well. These little segments are very much needed and you touched on your Gallowes End match which I liked. Solid.
Hazel Claus Segment: Very very clever. How she changed some characters names to poke fun with pop culture references or just the character’s own personalities was great. I also like how well written this was in the sense that I could feel Crowe’s pain as he’s asked what he wants for Christmas and his annoyed response about the stipulation. Great stuff.
Valentine backstage segments: Segments are fun!
Paige/Scharff/McGroin Segment: I don’t know what exactly to make of Phil McGroin yet, but he is very entertaining nonetheless. The champ is here! Lol yes cheesy but at least you called yourself out. I get why it was done too. I like the angle Scharff went here about Wolfibane being pinned and not him. It’s exactly the route I’d have gone and keeps Scharff’s character strong. All in all, very nice set up for the main event match at War!
Battle Royal: This was a quicker match than I’d have thought, but then again everyone was already in the ring so anything goes. It was actually a joy to read because things started happening so quick!
Cain/Moxie/Liberation/Valentine/Murder of Crows/Supreme Segment: This was the most fun I’ve had writing a segment in years!
MVP of the Night: Tommy Young won the only match and is the #1 Contender!
Although shout out to the winners and Scharff for Wrestler of the Year!
Graphic of the Night: I look like a stripper! 4-CHI-DUB gets me every time and this time I made it! Fantastic job!
Match/Segment of the Night: The Hazel Claus Segment really stood out for me.
And great job Rhys with the awards. Everything flowed with the show. Really nice tip of the hat to everyone and everything. So jealous I couldn't really participate like I would have wanted to.
Former 4CW Champion
4CW Hall of Fame Class of 2019
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Graphic of the Night: I look like a stripper! 4-CHI-DUB gets me every time and this time I made it! Fantastic job!
Heh. I was going for HBK '98 and given your reaction, I think I succeeded! Heh. Shawn at his "strippiest". 😋
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Lol so true
Former 4CW Champion
4CW Hall of Fame Class of 2019
4CW 2019: Champion/Wrestler/Moment
4CW Presents... 2018 End of Year Awards Show
Live from 4CW studios
December 9th, 2018
Att: 11,111
We cut straight to the arena with a cold open. The camera pans the crowd for a few moments.
Phoenix: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 4CW End of Year Awards 2018!
"The Burden" by Bury Tomorrow hits the PA system. The crowd pop for their 4CW Hall of Fame hero as Rhys Cain steps out on to the stage. He smiles as he looks around the crowd, but it seems somewhat like a grimace, given his recent career path.
Phoenix: I'm Scott Phoenix, joined by James Roberts and Ray Jeffrey! We're coming off an iconic Gallows End and this is our last stop before Storm Front: WAR II on New Years Eve! Rhys Cain has requested some time on this show after his dismal night at Gallows End. He was defeated by Jack Valentine in a gruelling one on one contest, and then, to add to his woes, Cain was defeated quite swiftly by Witch Hazel in the 13 Ghost Gauntlet.
Jeffrey: He needs to stop moping.
Cain rolls into the ring and grabs a mic from ringside. The crowd cheer him when his music cuts out and he waits patiently for them to quieten down.
Cain: I didn't have the best night at Gallows End. It was a tough and bitter pill to swallow to lose twice in one night. But I've had over a week to think it over... and I can say, with certainty, that Jack Valentine won the battle.
A mixed reaction from the crowd at their hero doubting himself... but he continues.
Cain: He won the battle. He beat me at Gallows End. He said he was the better man and on that night, he was... Jack Valentine won the battle... but he hasn't... won the WAR!
A big pop from the crowd as Cain is suddenly frenetic with energy.
Cain: This past month I've been letting my bitter disappointment fuel the fire inside me. And that fire is going hot into WAR. Team Cain. Team Valentine. Four on four. What do you say Valentine?
The crowd start a "YES!" chant, and Cain looks around, smiling, feeding off their energy.
Cain: I have my team. Trained by yours truly. First, Erica Moxie. Current Hardcore Champion. One tough woman. And The Liberation, one of the hottest tag teams in 4CW... now, I don't know if you actually have any friends in the back but I think it's only fair to give you til the end of the night to announce your team. Because you can't refuse this challenge, without admitting you just don't have it in you... to go to WAR.
Cain drops the mic and his music hits. He slides out of the ring looking pretty pleased with himself.
Phoenix: Well what Cain had to say was short and sweet! He and Valentine are going to WAR! And Cain has announced his team!
Jeffrey: I have to admit it's a damn good one, too! But I'm sure whoever Valentine picks will be more than up to the challenge!
We cut back to the arena and the titantron comes to life. The crowd pop as 4CW General Manager Sery pops up on the screen.
Sery: I hope everyone is having a great night! I'm here to announce a very important match! At Gallows End, Umbra Maxima won a Fatal 4 Way tag match to become two-time 4CW Tag Champions! While congratulations are in order, my next order of business is to announce at Storm Front: WAR II, Umbra Maxima will defend those titles against Silent Sorcery, who are invoking their automatic rematch clause! Enjoy the rest of the show!
The camera cuts to more Awards presentations...
We shoot backstage and turning the corner and into view is Jack “Mad Dog” Valentine dressed to the nines in a full three piece gray suit with matching pants and mahogany brown shoes. He’s wearing sunglasses inside with his hair in a perfectly tight ponytail, as you can hear the crowd boo heavily.
He can’t help but grin after his masterful return at Gallows End. He’s also carrying a black briefcase and you can see gold rings on his hands. As the crowd noise dies down, you can see he is walking with purpose and muttering to himself. He arrives at a locker room door with no labels on it. He swiftly looks both ways over his sunglasses and enters.
We cut to another backstage area with the commentators heard.
Roberts: Gallows End was one hell of a show - and one of the key parts was Witch Hazel once again defending her 4CW Custom Cup Championship.
Phoenix: And of course at 4CW War '18, the reigning Custom Cup Champion will defend her title against the winner of tonight's battle royal match. Gabriel Crowe is standing by with Hazel—take it away, Gabriel.
We cut to a backstage interview area. A casually dressed Gabriel Crowe awkwardly stands in front of a red-and-green backdrop next to Hazel, whose attire is a different matter entirely. Tonight, Hazel is wearing: shiny black high-heel shoes; fuzzy, white faux-fur leg warmers with a tied black ribbon round each one; a black Santa hat with white "fur" trim and a matching set of polyester short-shorts and fitted longsleeve blouse, both of which are accented by the aforementioned faux fur as well. It's quite the get-up; Crowe doesn't quite know what to do or where to look, and just stands there awkwardly with Hazel 'til finally, she takes the initiative herself.
Hazel: Aren't you s'posed to ask be asking questions, Gavril?
Crowe: Again—it's Gabriel.
Hazel: That's what Hazel Claus said.
Crowe: Right. *sigh* Uhh... Hazel Claus—
Hazel: Or just Santa if you prefer!
Crowe: Uh... right.... Santa. *deep breath* Tonight's Battle Royal match will determine the #1 contender for the Custom Cup title. Firstly, do you have any thoughts on the potential challengers? Secondly—and most pressingly—the 4CW universe wants to hear what your stipulation will be.
As Gabriel speaks, Hazel slowly begins sidling up to him, until eventually the uncomfortable-looking Gabriel Crowe is entirely red in the face.
Hazel Claus: Hazel Claus has written her thoughts by quill and ink onto this lovely aged parchment paper!
She produces said item from the back of her right leg warmer and unfurls it. When next she speaks, it's with a comically lowered voice.
Hazel Claus: *ahem* Santa's Naughty or Nice list will tell you everything you need to know about the competitors. Five O'Glock Shadow, Bonham 'n' Clyde, Silent Tsukiko and Supreamer have all been very bad this year! These five will get great big lumps of coal in their stockings. In comparison, this match has some very good boys in it, like Tommy and The Wrestler Robert Smith. Sometimes Hazel Claus wishes 4CW were more like the North Pole, but it's super different here. All the bad boys and girls stand just as much chance of getting a great big special present.
Crowe takes a moment to decipher this.
Crowe: Uh.. y'know, Hazel Claus, I hear the 4CW Universe is eager to find what exactly that present is.
Hazel has an "oh, of course!" moment and raises her index finger up straight.
Hazel Claus: Just a sec, don't go anywhere!
She disappears for about fifteen seconds of pretty much dead air as Crowe just stands there, awkwardly glancing back and forth between the camera and whatever's happening off-screen.
Crowe: Uhh... what the hell is that?!
Hazel Claus (off-screen): It's Santa's big red chair, of course!
Sure enough, Hazel reappears on-screen, scooting along the floor in a big red armchair—lined with white faux fur and rigged up with some kind of crank handle on one side. She lines herself up with the backdrop and the primary-view camera. Hazel gets comfy and turns her head to Gabriel with a saucy grin plastered on her face.
Hazel Claus: Hazel Claus will only make her official address from this chair! If you're feeling the holiday spirit, you could come sit on Santa's lap and tell her what you want, Gavril!
Gabriel's cheeks turn candy cane red. He tries to respond, but ends up mostly just stammering. Hazel is rather amused by this.
Hazel Claus: Aww. It's okay if you don't wanna, Gavril. *ahem* Dear 4CW Universe: Hazel Cla—
Gabriel stops gawping and blubbering all at once.
Gabriel: Screw it, I'm in!
Hazel claps her hands together with joy.
Hazel Claus: Yay!
Gabriel heads over to the chair and props himself up in it, sitting on an angle to Hazel so he's not in the way of the camera. Hazel holds Gabriel round the waist and leans her face in close to his
Hazel Claus: HO, HO, HO!
Gabriel recoils in pain, covering his ears as she bellows this jovial exclamation of holiday cheer a half-foot away from his face.
Hazel Claus: What's your name, little b—
Crowe: I keep telling you it's Gabriel but you—
Hazel Claus: HEI, GAVRIL! And what do you want for Hazemas?
Crowe nurses his ears a little more, then recovers enough to reply.
Crowe: Hazem.. *sigh* I want to know what stipulation the Custom Cup title will be defended under at War, Santa!
Hazel giggles.
Hazel Claus: Well, Gavril, Hazel Claus loves the snow and lights and holiday spirit this time of year! Buuut she doesn't love the cold. So lately she's been thinking maybe someone could help her warm up, and Hazel Claus has just the thing!
Crowe is, with poorly concealed sarcasm, getting into this.
Crowe: And what's that, Hazel Santa Claus or whatever it was?!
She lets go of Crowe and turns to the camera. She pauses for dramatic effect and stares into the lens. After a while, she saucily bats her long, made-up eyelashes.
Hazel Claus: A Hot Date! Yaaay!
Gabriel clears his throat and turns to the camera, trying to regain some level of professionalism.
Crowe: You heard it right, folks, a Hot Date match at 4CW W—
Hazel Claus: Oops! Wait, wait, wait, Gavril; look up over your head! What is that?
She feigns mock surprise, complete with a sharp inhale.
Hazel Claus: Ooh, it's mistletoe! You know what that means!
Gabriel chuckles nervously.
Crowe: Uhh... yeah, I do.
Hazel Claus: Well, close your eyes and you'll get an extra-special Christmas treat!
Gabriel is past the point of needing to be told twice. Rather, he readily closes his eyes and puckers his lips... and quickly ceases both these actions in shock when Hazel drags her tongue across his forehead!
Crowe: Ahhh what the hell?!
Hazel giggles some more.
Hazel Claus: Yay! Christmas-time salt licks are the best salt licks!
Crowe: Ewww!
Gabriel Crowe takes off, abandoning his post altogether. Hazel just sits there, grinning in her armchair.
Hazel Claus: Uhhh.... back to you, talky team!
Back at the commentary table, Ray Jeffrey has grabbed the little fan on his desk and is now holding it up to his face, apparently overwhelmed by these events. Scott and James are are a bit thrown as well. Roberts clears his throat.
Roberts: Well, thank you, Hazel Claus.
Jeffrey: While I try and get rid of this throbbing erection, here's some more Awards.
The camera pans over the backstage interview area to show Marie Dubois, smiling and mic in hand.
Marie Dubois: Joining me at this time, the 4CW Universal Champion, Brian “The Freight Train” White!
The big man steps into view, arm in arm with Miss Teri, and the Universal Championship over his shoulder.
Dubois: Brian, congratulations on winning the title again, but I have to ask, after the injury you suffered the month before, were you cleared to compete at Gallow's End?
Brian White: Marie, what does it matter? If I was cleared or not, I showed up, I competed, and I won this belt for the second time! The fact that I got to see Bonham dangling from a noose just made it all the sweeter, especially after what he did earlier in our match!
Dubois: That's a good point. Miss Teri, why did you get involved in that match?
Miss Teri rolls her eyes as the mic is pointed at her.
Miss Teri: Who wouldn't get involved if your partner was in danger? 'Course I was gonna try and help my man as best I could, even if I needed half a bottle of mouth wash after!
Dubois: So, what's next for the universal Champ?
White: I think there are a few plans in the works, something that might be announced later in the show... And in the meantime, who knows, I'm gonna relax and enjoy the show with my gal and see what happens!
Brian smiles down at Marie and, still arm in arm with Miss Teri, strolls away as the camera fades to black.
Once again backstage, Valentine walks into the barely lit room and you can hear the sound of poker chips and cards being shuffled. Mad Dog swats away a large puff of smoke that comes in his direction and even lets out a small cough that he quickly covers up. He steps into the dim lit area and all we see is the end of card table with cards, poker chips, cigars butts, junk food, and beer. Valentine grabs a chair with one hand and flips it around so he’s sitting on it backwards, but still facing the table.
Valentine: Gentlemen. My contact spoke very highly of you. Everything is in order and the agreed payment sits just beside me.
The camera pans around and we see Jason and Robert Crow of “Murder of Crows” relaxing at the card table and both with a stogie in their mouths. Both men just stare at Valentine until he starts to visibly look uneasy and then they glance at each other before Jason Crow takes the cigar out of his mouth and puts it out right on the card table. Robert barely moves as he stares down Valentine.
Jason: Everything is in order, except one thing.
Valentine can be heard clearing his throat before responding.
Valentine: Wha…what’s that?
Jason leans forward with a large puff of gray smoke coming out of his mouth as he speaks.
Jason: We want everything up front.
Valentine immediately waves his hands “no good” and shakes his head.
Valentine: No. No. No. No. That was not agreed upon. Half now and half after we win. This is a lot of money we’re talking about he…
Robert Crow comes to life as he slams down his fist onto the card table sending everything from beer bottles and cans to poker chips and cards into the air! He leans forward and opens his mouth to speak letting the cigar fall right out as if it were never there.
Robert: Everything! Now! Or no deal!
Valentine leans back with an alarming look on his face before suddenly dropping it for a signature grin. Without saying a word he picks up the briefcase and places it on the table, opening it so the Crows can see. Their eyes are fixated on the money before them and Valentine stands up, fixes his tie, and turns away heading towards the door.
Valentine: Had to be sure I had the right guys.
And the door slams shut behind him.
Jeffrey: Ho, ho, ho! If this means what I think it does, Christmas has come early!
"Numb" by Linkin Park hits the PA system. The crowd erupt in boos as Camera Man comes out first, kneeling just in front of the entrance to get the perfect shot of Phil McGroin as he walks out. McGroin appears on the stage, arms outstretched as he soaks in the boos before taking a few steps forward. "Listen to them Camera Man, they fucking love me!", McGroin boasts before booting Camera Man out of the way, literally, and walking down to the ring.
Jeffrey: Here he is. The undefeated Phil McGroin. Love this guy. I'm going to see if I can get a high five from him later.
Roberts: Didn't he LOSE the Hardcore title recently?
Jeffrey: Shut up, Roberts! No one remembers that!
McGroin stops on the way down to the ring as he locks eyes with a hot brunette and he can be heard shouting to her that he'll be back for her number later on, before continuing on down to the ring. As he steps into the ring, Carson begins his announcement.
Carson: On his way to the ring, from Helston, England, weighing in at 14 stone, "The Man Who Once Made A Cow Tap Out", PHIIIL ...
McGroin: NO! No no no no no no no! Give me that thing!
McGroin snatches the mic out of Carson's hand.
McGroin: No one ever gets this right, so I'll do it myself. Hailing from Helston, England, weighing in at an incredibly sexy 14 stone, The Undefeated, Unbeatable, Man Who Once Made A Cow Tap Out, PHIIIL ... MCGROIN!!!"
The fans boo louder than before at the arrogance of the man in the ring, as Camera Man stands outside the ring taking in a load of shots of the crowd.
McGroin: I feel that I need to address these awful, disgusting rumours that have been going around since Gallows End. I did NOT lose my Hardcore Title. I gave it up. Huge difference.
Jeffrey: See, I told you guys that he didn't lose!
McGroin: Why did I give it up, I can hear you all ask? Because I knew that I would beat all other 13 competitors in the 13 Ghost Gauntlet.
Camera Man quickly rolls into the ring and starts whispering to McGroin. Then moves back to a corner with his camera pointed right at Phil McGroin to capture the rest of the speech.
McGroin: As I was saying, I knew that I would beat all other 12 competitors in the 13 Ghost Gauntlet. I have my sights set on bigger things. I've already shown Brian White to be the chump that he is. Now I get to show the world that Pilgrim Paige is nothing but a placeholder in the World Title history books, as at WAR II I will be announcing myself as the NEW 4CW WORLD CHAMPION!
"Yeah, fuck you Carson. You never do Phil justice!", Camera Man can be heard shouting.
McGroin: Let's go Camera Man. We have some important things to do.
Camera Man exits the ring and Phil begins to follow when "The Astral Dialogue" hits the PAs to a huge crowd response!
Roberts: The new 4CW World Champ is here!
Jeffrey: Of course she is, Roberts. Where else would she be?
Pilgrim Paige appears on stage in jeans and a t-shirt with her newly minted title belt slung over her shoulder and a look of amusement on her face. She has a mic of her own.
Phoenix: I think Paige has heard just about enough from McGroin!
Paige's theme song cuts out as she raises the mic to her lips. A "LU-NAR PIL-GRIM *clap, clap, clapclapclap*" chant breaks out through the crowd, so she lowers the mic til it dies down enough to get a good opening.
Paige: Y'know, Phil, if your head gets any bigger we're gonna have to reconstruct the whole gorilla position. And if your little crony crawls any further up your ass, your next big close-up shot is gonna be a colonoscopy!
The crowd laughs and cheers. The Lunar Pilgrim grins from ear to ear. All the while, Camera Man shouts from the aisle.
Paige: Lapdogs are for laps, Phil. Reign that bitch in.
An "OOOH!" ripples through the rows. Paige's face takes on a more serious look.
Paige: 'Scuse me a sec, Mr. #1 Contender. Gotta tend to something.
She looks out over the crowd and walks to the top of the ramp.
Paige: Would my fellow 4CW fanatics allow me to do something really cheesy?
A decent response in the affirmative from the attending audience.
Paige: Yay! Alright, here I go. *ahem* ... THE CHAMP IS HERE, WOOOOOO!!!
Majority crowd response: WOOOOOO!!!
The champ giggles like a schoolgirl.
Paige: That was cool as hell. Thanks for indulging a fellow nerd!
The crowd is steadily abuzz.
Paige: Okay, back to business. Back to... Gallows End. I watched back the footage of that gauntlet match, Phil. You were pretty impressive out there!
Phil, un-mic'ed, shouts something about having put on the greatest performance ever.
Paige: Not as impressive as dear old Camera Man over there, but that's getting nit-picky, right? And who am I to judge? I know all about being an opportunist. Thing is, I also know that over-reliance on one's allies and having an ego the size of the moon itself can come back to haunt you. It so happens that you have the biggest head in all of 4CW. So although Halloween may be over, the haunting has only just begun. See, the more literal owner of the biggest head around here is pissed off and coming for you, McGroin. I've been down that road before and I can tell you first-hand, it's not a leisurely stroll you'll be taking. If I were you, I'd be worried about simply surviving 'til War II rolls around!
McGroin is caught between a scowl and a grimace. Paige smirks, satisfied with this reaction.
Paige: And if you do make it to War, well—good luck, and may the best woman win!
Phil retrieves his mic and is about to rage when the opening notes of "His World" rip through the arena. The crowd cheers loudly as Jacob "The Thunderbolt" Scharff makes his way onto the stage, standing a little ways off from Paige.
Phoenix: The former champion! What's his take on everything?
Scharff: Lady and gentleman! Maybe a little too nice for you two, but I digress. You see that belt "The Golden Pilgrim" holds was mine not too long ago. The funny thing is... I don't remember being pinned to lose that belt. I don't remember submitting to Paige to lose that belt. Oh that's right, you beat Eddie at Gallows End didn't you? Second match involving us since I've been back and you couldn't beat me... again. Now Phil, I know you earned your place in this title match... "earned" is a strong word seeing as Camera Man did half the work, but the record shows you won your way into this match and they say the referee's decision is final. I haven't fallen from the mountain quite yet though, you two. I am picking myself up and dusting myself off, because I'm not done yet. Not by a long shot. I just got that title. So, until someone stops me, or I can no longer draw a breath, I'm coming for that title!
The three talk over one another for a short while. This scene is broken up when Billy Talent's "Red Flag" sends the crowd into a roaring response. A well-dressed and ponytailed Sery steps out onto the stage and parts the sea, situating himself between Paige and Jacob.
Sery: Sorry to interrupt your little love-in, but with all this spirit of competition on display, I just can't help feeling inspired! As such, it's at this time I'd like to make an announcement.
The crowd buzzes and Sery takes a long moment to soak this in. Champ, ex-champ and #1 contender are all laser-focused on Sery, growing anxious as they wait. Scharff places his hands on his hips in impatience.
Sery: Given that Mr. Scharff here is so eager to put that rematch clause into action and Phil McGroin is locked in place opposite Paige at 4CW War II—tickets on sale now at 4CWShop.com—I have made an executive decision. The World Championship match at War will be a rousing triple threat bout!
The crowd pops. Paige appears to protest this initially, but quickly backs off and turns to leave. The moment she does, she swings back the other way, wraps her hand around the mic Sery is still holding and leans her face near to it.
Paige: Everyone here knows it by now but it bears repeating: I'm the craziest bitch in this business, and I'll take on everything and everyone you can throw at me!
She alternates between facing Scharff and McGroin.
Paige: Let's go to War, boys!
Paige takes off, leaving a crowd pop in her wake. Scharff takes off separately, clearly satisfied with this turn of events. And all the while, McGroin just mouths off in Sery's general direction with Camera Man ineffectually trying to calm him down as we fade to a break.
Phoenix: You heard it here first! At Storm Front: WAR II, it's 4CW World Champion Pilgrim Paige vs 13 Ghost Gauntlet winner Phil McGroin vs former champion Jacob Scharff! I can't wait! Don't go anywhere, we'll be right back!
We cut back to the arena and to the ring, which is filled with nine competitors for the following match.
Carson: The following contest is an over the top rope battle royal to crown a Number One Contender to challenge Witch Hazel in a Hot Date match for the 4CW Custom Cup Championship at War! The last person standing wins! Introducing the competitors in the ring.... GLOCK NINE, ROBERT SMITH, OKI-KIRA, TSUKIKO MIZUNO, CLYDE BONHAM, REAMER, TOMMY YOUNG, GARRET FISCHER AND JANITUR!
Carson leaves the ring and the referee Jason Trent calls for the bell! As soon as it is rung, all chaos breaks loose!
Phoenix: Let the madness begin!
Nine flurries of arms and legs and heads clash in a huge melee throughout the ring, until smaller groups of battlers start to form around the ring. Bonham lays into Young in the corner with some right hands, while Glock fights off both Fischer and Janitur in the opposite corner. In the middle of the ring, Reamer and Robert Smith have formed a temporary alliance to battle Silent Sorcery. Kira takes out Robert Smith with a Roundhouse Kick while Reamer manages to grab Kiko from behind and take her out with a German Suplex!
Reamer and Kira stand off. Reamer goes for the Supreme Annoyance Roaring Elbow, but Kira ducks and leg sweeps Reamer to the mat. Kira runs to the ropes and comes back and an Enziguri!
Phoenix: Is there anyone with more dangerous feet in 4CW?
Kira grabs Reamer and throws him towards the ropes. Reamer leans against the ropes as Kira approaches but sticks out a boot that catches Kira to fight back. Kira stumbles and Reamer makes a second attempt at the Supreme Annoyance, but Kira ducks and Reamer’s elbow continues to travel as he takes out Tsukiko behind him! Tsukiko crumples to the mat and Kira’s moment of concern for her is enough of a distraction for Reamer to grab a hold of him from behind and throw Kira over the top rope!
Carson: Oki-Kira has been eliminated!
Inside the ring, Reamer grins and brushes his hands sarcastically before turning to grab Tsukiko. Still groggy, she flops as she is picked up and Reamer lifts her on his shoulder. Reamer tries to dump Kiko over the top rope, but Kiko suddenly comes to life, slipping out of Reamer’s grip, then grabbing his head from behind and erupting with a drum-bursting screech into his ear canal. Reamer flinches and clutches his ear and Kiko takes a running step and clothesline’s Reamer over the top rope!
Carson: Reamer has been eliminated.
On the other side of the ring, Glock Nine takes out Fischer with a clothesline. He then turns to see Janitur jumping off the top rope - and grabs him in mid air! Glock leans over the ropes and dumps Janitur to the outside!
Carson: Janitur has been eliminated!
By the time Glock gets back focused on the in ring action, Fischer is now at the top! He jumps off the turnbuckle and knocks Glock off his feet with a flying crossbody!
Phoenix: The Rotterdam Raven flies!
Tsukiko grabs a recovering Fischer and tries to throw him over the top rope. Fischer is quick to react and resists, fighting back with some strikes. The two of them tussle and struggle on the ropes, each trying to overpower the other, when suddenly, BAM!! Clyde Bonham steamrolls then both, bashing them both and sending them flying over the top rope for a double elimination!!
Jeffrey: and THAT is why Clyde Bonham is the biggest threat in this match!
Carson: Tsukiko Mizuno and Garret Fischer have been eliminated!
Roberts: We’re down to four: Glock Nine, Robert Smith, Clyde Bonham and Tommy Young!
Young and Robert Smith go back and forth in one side of the ring with grapple reversals. Glock sees Bonham, still bragging over his double elimination, as a target. He spins Bonham around and takes him out with a huge uppercut!
Phoenix: Glock with a fist as devastating as a bullet!
Roberts: ...Really, Scott?
Bonham falls on his ass from the shot, shocked, but quickly recovers and rolls back up to his feet. Glock charges at him with a Big Boot, but Bonham grabs the boot and spins Glock out with a dragon screw leg whip!
Bonham grabs Glock and lifts him up before going behind and lifting the 6 ft 6 300 lbs+ man atop his shoulders!!
Phoenix: Oh my god! How can Bonham do that?! Especially considering the neck damage he took not 2 weeks ago!
With incredible strength, Bonham spins put the move into a destructive sit out powerbomb!
Jeffrey: Bonham hits the Crossroads! I think it’s lights out for Glock!
With adrenaline flowing, Bonham lifts Glock up to his feet and flips him over the top rope!
Carson: Glock Nine has been eliminated!
Bonham seeks to battle his next opponent. Roaring, he sees Robert Smith hit a picture perfect Body Slam on Tommy Young! He runs towards Robert Smith and takes out The Wrestler with an Enziguri!
Phoenix: OUCH!
Bonham grabs Robert Smith by his legs and falls backwards, flipping up Robert Smith and slingshotting him over the top rope!!
Roberts: Bonham eliminates Robert Smith with the Gunslinger!!
Carson: Robert Smith has been eliminated!
Bonham gets back up to his feet, with another impressive elimination under his belt. He takes a moment to look down at his fallen opponent Robert Smith, and point at him, openly mocking and laughing.
Suddenly, Tommy Young is behind Bonham! The smirk on Bonham’s face turns to horror as he realises a second too late, and is unable to grab the ropes as he is DUMPED to the outside!
Carson: Clyde Bonham has been eliminated! Here is your winner and the #1 contender to the Custom Cup Championship... ‘TOP GUN’ TOMMYYY YOOOOUNG!!
Phoenix: well look at that! Young did it! Tommy Young has a SECOND hot date with Witch Hazel!
Jeffrey: Hell yeah! I can’t wait to see them go at it again! Maybe this time Tommy Young can get a piece of that tight a—
Phoenix: RAY!
Jeffrey: What? You know who I am, Scott.
Young celebrates his victory in the ring as the crowd cheer along his success.
We cut back to the arena...
Roberts: Classy as always, Ray.
Jeffrey: Aren't I just?
...where for the second time this evening, "The Burden by Bury Tomorrow hits the PA system. Rhys Cain comes out on stage, but this time he is not alone. His team appears behind him one by one: the 4CW Hardcore Champion Erica Moxie, "The Rotterdam Raven" Garret Fischer and the beastly Bruce Rigg. Together, the four of them make their way down to the ring, Cain with a mic in his hand.
Phoenix: This is Team Cain going into WAR! Cain made the challenge to Valentine earlier tonight, but we're yet to get final confirmation from Valentine what his team actually is.
Jeffrey: Well, I think I have a good idea who it may be! And I can't wait to see the two teams clash!
Cain gets into the ring, Moxie and The Liberation following behind and standing around Cain.
Cain: The three that stand behind me here are the most loyal members of this roster to me. I trained them all, and I've watched them grow and evolve into some of the most talented wrestlers I've ever worked with. We are a solid team because we have always been together. We are a unit. We are the type of team that goes to War and comes out standing on the other side. So we've laid all our cards on the table... it's time for Jack Valentine to do the same. What soldiers are you bringing to War with you, Mad Dog?
After a few moments “Supernova Goes Pop” by Powerman 5000 hits. The crowd pours in with boos awaiting Mad Dog. He finally emerges, still in his Sunday’s best, with Jason and Robert Crow right behind him. Robert is holding the briefcase of cash from earlier. Valentine sports a huge grin; it’s a full blown smile he can’t mask. He raises a microphone he’s been holding in his left hand to his lips and his watch reflects a very noticeably bright light outward.
Jeffery: I’ve been looking forward to this! I wanna see how Rhys Cain quivers in fear when the better man steps into that ring!
Roberts: Doubt there will be any quivering, Rhys just called Valentine out.
Jeffery: Rhys also challenged Valentine to the match at Gallows End. He’s just trying to save face. He’s leaning on his protégés to protect him!
Valentine: Look at you Rhys. You got your own little crew of “Bruiser” wannabes. And you’re gonna place them in the line of fire, after the 4CW Universe witnessed my dismantling of you. An instant Gallows End classic and I’ve barely been back a minute. You’ve got some big ones Rhys.
Valentine starts heading down the ramp with “Murder of Crows” following closely. Valentine keeps his eyes on Rhys Cain.
Valentine: I always looked at you Rhys, and I believe I speak for the 4CW Universe, as a superhero here in 4CW. The never give up no matter what guy! Eat your vitamins and blah, blah, blah, I hit you with all this before I hit you with the vicious Flea Shot at Gallows End. But as THE MAN here in 4CW, don’t you find it irresponsible to throw these young pups to the wolves?
Cain: Gallows End 2018. You Jack Valentine. You Mad Dog. You were the better man that night. That’s all it was, one night! One time. I’m man enough to admit it, but I’m also man enough to come right back and challenge you again. And I have full trust in my team and the accomplishments they’ve already achieved.
Rhys glances at the 4CW Hardcore Championship strapped around Erica Moxie’s waist. Valentine witnessed this and rolls his eyes, but also reaches the ring and heads for the steel steps. He makes his way up as Rhys and his team seems to prepare themselves for anything. “Murder of Crows” slide right into the ring, with Robert placing the briefcase in the corner.
Valentine: Step back children, and be sure to show some respect for a 4CW original. Bow, take a knee, or I can beat it out of you.
The crowd mockingly boos as the comments seem to be directed at the 4CW Hardcore Champion. She takes a step forward, but Rhys Cain holds an arm out and shakes her off.
Valentine: That’s right Cain! Get your bitc…
Cain: Enough! I called you out here to accept my challenge and present your team! This is the War Match! That’s four on four. A 4CW original, which you constantly remind us about, should know the rules! I count only three members. What’s the matter Jack? Spend all your cash on those pigeons? No Redemption cronies here to save your ass? Run out of friends? Did you ever have any friends?
Valentine’s smile quickly turns to a frown and his words begin dripping with anger. His face turns a shade of red and his eyebrows threaten to meet at the tip of his nose. And just as he’s about to explode, he lets it all go and his color returns to normal, although he sports neither a grin or frown.
Roberts: The suspense is killing me!
Jeffery: Sssshhhh!
Valentine: Friends won’t get you anywhere Rhys. I think even you know that since you had to create your own allies from scratch. But enough of this. I should have a fourth member arriving any time now. And he’ll give us his answer.
Cain: You mean to tell me you don’t even know if your last member will participate? This is just priceless. How cou….
Suddenly, “Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold hits and out comes Supreme!
Phoenix/Roberts: You’ve gotta be kidding me.
Jeffery: Gentlemen…….this may be the first time in all our time together. That we are in complete agreement.
Supreme receives mixed reactions from the crowd as he quickly heads down the ramp. His face look stone cold as he reaches the bottom and hops up on the apron. He enters the ring through the middle rope and gets right in Valentine’s face, before doing the same to Rhys Cain, but at a bit of a further distance. He then raises his arms up to the crowd, who respond with mostly cheers. The music cuts quickly and he holds the microphone to his lips. He takes a quick look at Rhys before locking into Valentine.
Supreme: The strangest thing happened to me today. Someone. Some cocky disrespectful Hall of Fame wannabe crybaby, actually had the balls to ask me. Me! Supreme! The former leader of High Society! Two time Custom Cup Winner! Former 4CW Champion! To back them up! The nerve!
Supreme is now face to face with Valentine. Their foreheads touching, which causes Jason and Robert Crow to take a few steps in. Supreme is breathing heavily and Valentine uneasily holds his ground.
Supreme: After everything we’ve been through. The blood split, the high profile matches, our own wars we’ve endured! You are hands down the second most cocky, overconfident, smug, arrogant, egoistical, conceited, son of a bitch in 4CW history! Second only to myself! And that’s what I like about you.
Supreme immediately turns and connects with a right against Rhys’ jaw sending him stumbling backwards. Rhys’ team instantly reacts and a brawl ensues in the ring! Rhys is quickly back in the action. This continues for a few moments with neither side backing down. Officials, security, and even a few lesser known 4CW guys have to make their way into the ring to separate the two teams. Everyone yelling at each other with only Supreme finding it hilarious.
Phoenix: What a turn of events!
Jeffery: I never thought I’d respect Supreme, but that was masterful!
Roberts: Well Valentine just managed to get his last member. By the skin of his teeth!
Phoenix: The teams are now officially set! The biggest battle ready to take place at War! All hell has broken loose! Thank you for joining us, we'll see you on New Year's Eve as we go to WAR!!
Quick Results:
Tommy Young won the 9-person over the top rope Battle Royal to become 4CW Custom Cup #1 Contender.
Writing Credit:
Award Stuff: Rhys
Cain Opening: Rhys
White interview: Gorgrim
Hazel Claus Segment: Paige
Valentine backstage segments: LHeat87
Paige/Scharff/McGroin Segment: Paige/Stingmon/Ninjak
Battle Royal: Rhys
Cain/Moxie/Liberation/Valentine/Murder of Crows/Supreme Segment: Rhys/LHeat87
Graphic Credits:
Rhys
Paige
Award Winners:
Most Improved: Tommy Young and Witch Hazel
Tag Team of the Year: Umbra Maxima
OMG Moment of the Year: MONSTAR’s Death
Douchebags of the Year: The Supergroup
Match Writer of the Year: Pilgrim Paige
Golden Keyboard Award: Pilgrim Paige
Match of the Year: War 2017 (Paige) and Rumble in the Storm (Rhys)
Feud of the Year: Eddie Wolfbaine vs Jacob Scharff
Roleplayer of the Year: Ninjak
Champion of the Year: Eddie Wolfbaine
Show of the Year: Revival 2018
Wrestler of the Year: Jacob Scharff
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