4CW Presents: Storm Front, 31st December 2016

NOTE: The show isn't perfect, but it is what it is... I fixed it up as best I could.

Cold open to the show as we go directly to the backstage area with Gabriel Crowe.

Crowe: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here right now with the 4CW Heavyweight Champion, "The Bruiser" Rhys Cain!

The camera pans over to reveal the World Champion standing beside Crowe.

Crowe: Cain, a lot of people have been wondering: How are you dealing with losing a match last show to the Custom Cup Champion?

Cain raises his eyebrow.

Cain: Gabriel, look at my career. There's been a lot of wins and a lot of losses... and that's OK. I don't define my career by wins and losses. I define it by how I come back from those losses and how I capitalize on those wins. Last week, Supreme got the better of me. I'm man enough to admit it. And before you throw another factoid at me, it's true, I've never beaten Supreme - but rest assured, that I'm still the Heavyweight Champion, and I'm still ready to fight any and all challengers. Whether it's Supreme or someone else, whenever I defend this title next, it'll end very differently.

Crowe: Some fans have criticised you for your low blow - -

Cain: Let me just settle this once and for all. Yes, I low blowed Supreme. Why? Because Supreme plays dirty.... and sometimes, you gotta fight fire with fire. Supreme had no respect for me when he broke the rules several times in that match, so why should I have respect for him? He wanted to play dirty, so I played dirty. The only reason you aren't giving Supreme the same third degree is because you're used to it from him. Well, guess what? This champion will do whatever it takes, and if that means cheating a cheater, then so be it.

Cain starts to leave but...

Crowe: One more thing, Mr Cain, where do you go from here?

Cain: I'll tell you where I go from here. I'm going into 2017 the 4CW Heavyweight Champion and as long as I can help it, I'm leaving 2017 the champion too. Supreme thinks because he got one up on me because he beat me? Then let's do it again for the title. Paige thinks she deserves a shot? Name a time and place. The same goes for Brian White. That lump wants a shot? Bring it on. Sery, Bally Hoo, Tom Foolery - I don't care if it's anyone of them or all of them at the same time. Put me in a title match against anyone of them and I'll show everyone why I have the most passion and the most love for this company when I walk out champion, every time.

Crowe tries to ask another question but Cain walks away, flipping the title over his shoulder, before he has a chance to.

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After the opening credits, we cut to a pan of the arena. And then it's to the ring with Carson for our first match!

Carson: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!

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

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

The rest of the tune plays as both members of Debauchery happily stroll down the 4CW rampway, lip syncing the entire song as some of the crowd members join in the fun and show their admiration for the mischievous tag team.

Carson: Introducing first, from New Jack City, weighing in at a combined weight of 498lbs, Tom Foolery and Bally Hoo, DEBAUCHERY!!

Some generic music hits the PA system and out comes former partner of Fish, Firecracker! Right behind him comes the Drunken Janitur.

Carson: And their opponents, the team of FIRECRACKER and DRUNKEN JANITUR!!

The two guys come out to a luke warm reaction, but make the most of it and come to the ring with at least confident expressions. They get into the ring on the opposite side of Debauchery.

Phoenix: We're about to enjoy some tag team action here! Debauchery will be looking to get a win to continue their recent momentum, with Bally Hoo becoming the number one contender to the Custom Cup Championship.
Roberts: And it looks like their opponents will be this make-shift team of Firecracker and Drunken Janitur.
Jeffrey: Don't count out these guys! I'm telling you, they have what it takes to win!
Roberts: Wanna bet?
Jeffrey: You wanna bet me that Firecracker and Janitor don't win? You're on! Fifty bucks.
Roberts: Pfft, make it hundred.
Jeffrey: Oh, big boy James is here this week! 100 smackeroonies it is.

The ref signals for the bell, it rings and the match starts with Tom Foolery and Firecracker locking horns. Firecracker locks Foolery into a headlock after winning control, but it's not long before Foolery pushes him off to the ropes and takes out Firecracker on the return with a clothesline. Firecracker gets right back up and eats a second clothesline. And then a third. On the fourth, he ducks, reverses and takes out Foolery with a neckbreaker and covers 1...2... but Foolery kicks out!

Foolery scrambled back up to his feet as Firecracker stays on the offence with a few chops, sending Tom into the corner. An elbow later, and Firecracker runs the opposite turnbuckle and charges at Foolery with a big clothesline but Foolery gets a foot up, stunning Firecracker and sending him stumbling back. Foolery grabs the legs with a small package. 1...but Firecracker kicks out!

Phoenix: A steady back and forth pace has kicked this one off. Both men showing signs of dominance.

Foolery and Firecracker lock up once again, this time Foolery gets the upper hand, taking down Firecracker and locking in a surfboard stretch. Foolery applies the pressure as Firecracker attempts to get home to his partner but is locked in place. He instead decides to try to get to his feet and slowly but surely reverses until he hits Foolery with a DDT and tags in Janitur.

Janitur runs in and hooks the leg but Foolery kicks out at 1. Janitur tries a suplex but Foolery reverses, and hits a Northern Clothesline! Instead of going for a cover though, Foolery stumbles over and tags in the big man Bally Hoo!

Roberts: I don't envy Janitur having to deal with that monster!

Bally Hoo grabs Drunken Janitur and throws him into the corner. Janitur throws a few "drunken boxer" punches but Hoo retaliates with a corner splash and a body slam. 1...2.. Janitur kicks out! Bally Hoo continues the assault with a short arm clothesline. He then picks up Janitur and throws him to the ropes and takes him out with a Big Boot! Bally Hoo picks up Janitur and gives him no chance to recover, lifting him up on his shoulder and hitting a Running Powerslam! He hooks the leg! 1...2... NO! Janitur kicks out!

Jeffrey: Drunken Janitur proving he's not done yet! Say goodbye to $100 Roberts!
Roberts: You're kidding me, right?

Firecracker decides he's seen enough of his drunken partner being beaten up and tries to enter the ring to interfere, but Bally Hoo has it scouted and wipes him out with a Big Boot than sends him flying over the top rope! Tom Foolery comes in and decides to put Firecracker out of commission! He signals for the ropes, then runs and SUICIDE DIVES to the outside, crashing into Firecracker in a violent explosion on the outside.

Phoenix: Oh no! Janitur is all on his own!

Bally Hoo smirks and picks up Drunken Janitur, when suddenly...

*Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold* blasts through the PA system and none other than Supreme's titantron flickers on.

Phoenix: What the heck? Supreme has no right to get involved in this match!!

Bally Hoo goes to the ropes, leans over and waits, beckoning Supreme down daringly ... but no-one comes... Bally Hoo growls in frustration, but doesn't have much time to do anymore, as Drunken Janitur suddenly rolls him up from behind!! Hoo goes over, and Janitur uses his feet on the ropes for leverage! ONE....TWO....THREE!!

Carson: Here are your winners, Firecracker and Drunken Janitur!!

Janitur rolls out of the ring and regroups with Firecracker on the outside, hardly believing his luck! They grin together as Debauchery look distraught on the inside of the ring! Hoo is astounded that he's been outsmarted by such a simple trick.

Jeffrey: Yes! You owe me a ton, Roberts! Pay up!!
Roberts: Damn it...
Phoenix: Supreme's interference, even though he didn't even show up in person, was enough to cost Debauchery! And you know Bally Hoo won't be happy about that!

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Carson: Introducing at this time, Brian, The Freight Train, WHIIIIIIIITE!

Music starts as lights are lowered until music drops, then as music punches back up pyros go off and a video package showing Brian strength and abilities shows interspersed with a steam train running at full tilt along it's tracks. Brian White makes his entrance, focused on the ring. He ignores the crowed as he deliberately walks to the ring, stepping over the ropes, and music fades.

White grabs a mic to the boos and heckles of the crowd, and just stands in the middle of the ring for a second, soaking it all in.

White: Yeah, come on, get it all out!

White encourages the crowd and they more than happily redouble their efforts.

White: Hahaha! That's right! Boo me, cus you can't be me or beat me!

The crowd start to settle down a bit.

White: Now, last time I wasn't here....

Boos start all over again.

White: Yeah yeah, whatever. I wasn't here and those reasons are personal. They might be about family, they might be because I needed a little time after that match with Cain, they might be that I just couldn't be arsed to face you bunch of hypocritical ass holes! I just wasn't here. And then I hear that our gracious new GM, Ms Quinn Cox apparently has the balls to call me out and demand an apology! Well, I'm sorry!

A pause from White.

White: I'm sorry, but that just ain't happening!

White smiles and laughs as he takes the boos from the crowd again, arms outstretched as he turns for the whole crowd to see him. Finally he looks strait to a camera again and snarles.

White: I don't care what you think you have planned for me Cox, I'll take it, and I'll laugh. I've taken the best Cain had to offer, and I laughed! What do you think you can do to me?

White leaves it at that, throwing the mic down to the mat and leaving the ring curtly.

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“I Stand Alone” by Godsmack roars through the arena and the chorus of boos come from the fans recognizing the theme. Supreme steps out onto the stage with the 4CW Pure Championship over his shoulder.

Roberts: Look at that grin on his face! He’s just embracing these boos from the fans.
Jeffrey: This man is ready to compete and those idiots boos are fuel for the champ!

Supreme begins his strut down to the ring, he notices a kid wearing a Sery cap in the front row, goes over to the kid and flicks it off his head and laughs right in the kids face. Supreme throws his belt into the ring and slides in. Supreme can be heard even without a mic shouting “GIVE ME A FUCKING MIC!”. Supreme waits for the boos to quiet down before he speaks.

Supreme: Don’t lie you all fucking love me. I’m the greatest 4CW Pure Champion that has ever graced these four corners. I’m the greatest thing that has ever happened to this company to be fair. So the amount of disrespect this company has shown me tonight, is un-fucking-believable. Do they know who I am? I’m fucking Supreme. Don’t insult me by scheduling me against some taco loving pip squeak. I’d like to formally warn 4CW management that what ever happens tonight... is on their hands.

Supreme flips the mic to the ground and awaits his opponent!

The Mexican National Anthem starts to play over the speaker system and El Mysterioso Grande appears out of the curtain. The crowd cheers him like crazy! The masked man soaks in the newly found support.

Jeffrey: Look at this. Look at this shrimp.
Roberts: He is a small dude isnt he Ray?

Jeffrey: That is an understatement. I kind of want an enchilada now!

El Mysterioso Grande runs straight to the ring slides in and starts at Supreme before Supreme even knows what to do. El Mysterioso Grande hits Supreme with a flutter of kicks and a few right hands then comes flying off the ropes with a drop kick that sends Supreme into the corner of the ring.

Jeffrey: Did they drug test this dude?!?
Roberts: I didnt see this coming!

El Mysterioso Grande panders to the crowd by jumping up to the turn buckle and holding a fist into the air. He leaps off and runs at Supreme and eats a big boot by Supreme. Supreme takes El Mysterioso Grande and throws him in between the turnbuckles into the steel post. Supreme rips him out of the corner and sends him into the ropes and tears his head off with a thunderous clothesline that sends El Mysterioso Grande into a flip then crashes to the ground.

Roberts: Well that was short lived.
Jeffrey: HAHAHAHAHA! This is great.

Supreme now grinning obviously having fun grabs El Mysterioso Grande by the mask and rips him to this feet and drags him like a rag doll over to the corner and starts bashing his head into the turnbuckle. The crowd starts to count 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!
Supreme isn’t done yet though he drags him over to the next turnbuckle and starts bashing El Mysterioso Grande into that turnbuckle and the crowd chants 1...2….3...4...5...6...7….8...9…….10!

Supreme isn’t dont yet though! He drags El Mysterioso Grande over to the next turnbuckle yet again and starts ramming his head
into the turnbuckle. 1….2…3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10! But wait there is more! Supreme drags the basically lifeless El Mysterioso
Grande to the fourth turnbuckle and starts to ram his head into it 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!

Finally Supreme lets El Mysterioso Grande go and he falls to the mat.

Roberts: There is no life left in him!
Jeffrey: Supreme is whipping us up some authentic mexican dinner!

Supreme seemingly getting boreds picks up El Mysterioso Grande and brings him to the corner and positions him and hits a brutal Supreme Impact (diamond dust) and gets to his feet and puts his foot on El Mysterioso Grande’s chest. The ref slides to the mat and counts. 1…2…3!

Roberts: What started off so promising for El Mysterioso Grande turned out to be so tragic.
Jeffrey: That jumping bean got the ass kicking of his life!

Supreme rips his hand away from the ref who is raising it and grabs the mic out of the announcers hand.

Supreme: Give me my god damn championship.

Someone hands Supreme his championship. Supreme puts it over his shoulder and points at El Mysterioso Grande.

Supreme: This is on your hands! All of you! This is what happens when you disrespect a BLEEEEEEEEEEEP legend.

Supreme looks confused and looks at his mic and pats it a few times to make sure everything is ok.

Supreme: What the BLEEEEEEEEEEEP?! What the BLEEEEEEEEEEEP is wrong with this BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEP thing? This is bullBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! I’m gonna get to the bottom of this BLEEEEEP. BLEEEP BLEEEP BLEEEPIDTY BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

Supreme throws down the microphone and picks it back up again. Maybe that will fix things.

Supreme: BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

As Supreme is beat red in the face from anger “Red Flag” by Billy Talent rips through the speaker system and Sery comes out with a mic on the stage. Supreme points at him.

Supreme: Is this your BLEEEEP doing? You little BLEEEEEEEEP! Havent I already kicked your BLEEEEP a million BLEEEEPING times?

Sery grins.

Sery: It’s true Supreme, you beat me fair and square, and have given me quiet the beatings. But I’m letting that all be in the past maaaaan. See I was in the back burning some Sery scented incense and came to the conclusion. That instead of being angry with you. I should try to help you. Supreme, I think you have some anger issues. I think your use of cuss words only encourages your angry type of behaviour. So from now on, I’m having the lovely people in the back censor your words until you learn your lesson
Supreme.

Supreme: You think I need BLEEEEEEEPing help? You must be nuts. I’m the BLEEEEEEEEPing 4CW Pure Championship, I’m as happy as one can be.

Sery: Supreme my man, you’re just lying to myself. But upon your agreement! I’ve set up a therapy session for you, he’s a nice dude, talking to him might help you.

Supreme: You must be BLEEEEEPing crazy if you think I’m going to go see some nut bag motherBLEEEEPING therapist.

Supreme thinks for a second before continuing. Then starts to laugh.

Supreme: On second thought, I’ve figured out how to get you out of my life for good. I’ll agree to see your therapist. Under one condition. You beat an opponent of my choosing. I have just the man in mind. If you lose though. You leave me alone for good.

Sery: Okay Supreme buddy, you got a deal!

Supreme: Let me go to the back and when we get back from break I will have your opponent for you! You annoying little BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!

We come back from a short commercial break where Supreme has left the ring and Sery is stretching out ready to face who ever comes his way.

Roberts: Things keep getting weirder tonight.
Jeffrey: Why the BLEEEEEP does Supreme need therapy? What the BLEEEEP? They are censoring me now? BLEEEEP this!
Roberts: Maybe you need therapy Jeffrey.

The Imperial March starts to play over the PA System and the words “MONSTAR” appear on the screen. This 6 foot 9 monster walks out onto the stage and he’s just ripped to shreds. He wears a black shirt with white letter that say MONSTAR!

Jeffrey: Look Roberts! It’s  MONSTAR!!!! Supreme’s plan is genius. Look at this dude! He’s built like a house of bricks!
Roberts: Things aren’t looking good for Sery. He might die tonight.

MONSTAR makes his way to the ring and gets in the ring by stepping over all three ropes and he just stares at Sery.  Towering a good foot over Sery, MONSTAR starts to laugh uncontrollably. The bell rings and Sery starts with the kicks quickly but they do nothing. Sery comes off the ropes and tries a drop kick but MONSTAR doesnt move one bit. MONSTAR just stands there as if he is letting Sery get all his best shots in before he makes a move. Sery looks flabbergasted and he climbs the turnbuckle and tries to leap off and get in a crossbody but MONSTAR catches Sery and powerslams him to the ground. MONSTAR takes Sery and just throws him from one end of the ring to the other like a rag doll by his hair.

Roberts: This just isn’t fair.
Jeffrey: This is BLEEEEPING amazing. Where is the popcorn?

Sery gets to his feet again and charges at MONSTAR again but MONSTAR lifts up his leg and Sery runs right into a big boot. MONSTAR raises both of his monsterous arms into the air as the crowd boos him like the plague. MONSTAR picks Sery up and whips him across the ring and Sery goes crashing into the ref. Both Sery and the ref lay down on the floor. Supreme comes down to the ring having a good ole time, almost in tears laughing. Supreme is holding a sledgehammer in his hands and he calls to MONSTAR. Sery is
pulling himself to his feet as Supreme takes the sledgehammer and throws it up to MONSTAR to catch but MONSTAR bobbles it and it goes crashing to the mat!

Roberts: This is why big men aren’t wide recievers!
Jeffrey: What a clutz!

Sery quickly dives for it and clutches it in his arms and rolls to the outside of the ring. Supreme tries to get it from Sery but eats the sledgehammer to the gut. MONSTAR makes his way to the outside of the ring and he stares down Sery. Sery is cautious as how to approach this. MONSTAR makes the first move and charges and Sery ducks a clothesline and hammers the sledgehammer into MONSTAR’s leg! MONSTAR clutches as his leg! Sery quickly hammers the other leg with the sledgehammer! Effectively chopping the
big man down. Sery hammers the hammer into the back of MONSTAR which effectively takes him to the mat! Sery throws the sledgehammer under the ring as the ref starts to stir.

Roberts: That was an effective equalizer!
Jeffrey: I’ll tell you what, Sery is a cheating BLEEEEEEEEP and should be BLEEEEEEEEPING fired.

Sery rolls back into the ring as the ref starts to count out MONSTAR! 1….2…..3…..4…..5…. MONSTAR starts to stir and get to his feet! 6…..7…..8…..9… Monstar is on his feeet and lunges towards the ring but its too late! 10! The bell rings as MONSTAR slides into the ring. MONSTAR looks insanely pissed off. He chases after Sery but Sery slides out of the ring and runs for his life up the ramp.

Supreme is on the outside of the ring completely shocked as to what just transpired. He slides into the ring and starts just giving MONSTAR an earful! MONSTAR isn’t having it. He takes Supreme by the throat and chokeslams him.

Roberts: Well that isn’t how Supreme saw this going was it?
Jeffrey: Now he has to go to therapy! What is this? Dr Phil? MONSTAR failed us! What a mother BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPer!
Phoenix: Well, ladies and gentlemen, that's all we have time for tonight!! Join us next month, for our next Storm Front, where I am being told right now there will be some big announcements regarding the next 4CW PPV! Goodnight, folks!

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Last edited by rhys (Thu-19-Jan-2017 17:26:33)