[WWR] WWR Supershow I Replay- Part 2

Suave: “We are back at WWR Completely Deranged and getting set for the PCW Title match.  This will be a four way elimination match.  The only way PCW Champion O’Beck Bahama can lose the title is by being pinned or forced to submit.  He does have an out if he gets himself DQ’d.  Now, how did we get here?

Replay: PCW Night of Champions- 7/29/09
Lights dim and then come back up.  Omnious music plays.  Suave: “Oh, oh.  Be careful what you wish for guys.”  Khalid El, Byung-Hyung Kang, Fatima, and Soon Ye with Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and Kim Jong-Il come out and slowly walk to the ring.  Suave: “IT’S THE AXIS OF EVIL!”  Khalid El and Kang climb into the ring.  Suave: “It looks like we’re going to have a match.”  No referee yet, though.  Both teams jaw back and forth at each other.

Lights dim again.  Suave: “NOW WHAT?”  They come back up and 6 foot 10, 350 pound Fernando Venezuela, President Hugo Chavez, and his translater are in the ring behind the Schetts.  Suave: “HOLY CRAP!  LOOK AT HIM!”  Chavez speaks.  Translater: “We don’t have anything against you.  We know you oppose American Imperalism.  But.  You’re in wrong place at wrong time.”  Venezuela clotheslines both Schetts in one swift powerful motion.  Khalid El and Kang start kicking away.  The crowd is up in arms.  Debris starts flowing in from the floor.  Horst Schett in the ring.  Venezuela grabs him by the throat, lifts him effortlessly and slams him down through a ringside table.  Suave: “HOLY CRAP!”  The Schetts are overwhelmed by the sheer force of the Axis of Evil.  Ahmadinejad grabs a microphone.  Ahmadinejad: “Your CEO Barack Obama is weak.  Your champion, O’Beck Bahama, is weak.  You pathetic Americans are weak.”  More boos.  People flip him off.  Ahmadinejad: “After tonight, we make great effort to take PCW Title and take it back to our homeland.  Enjoy it while you can.”  More boos follow.  Suave: “The last couple weeks, the PCW Champion O’Beck Bahama has seemed vunerable.  Tonight, he faces a dangerous opponent in Quad R- The Right Reverend Randy Richardson.  And if the Axis of Evil is in the mix, things just got even more dangerous for the PCW Champion.”

Replay: PCW Night of Champions- 7/29/09
“What is he up to?” Suave inquires. Again, we find out quickly. The lights turn on and Bahama gets a very unpleasant surprise.  Suave: “HOLY CRAP!  It’s the Axis of Evil! It’s a trap! It’s a freakin’ TRAP!”

Khalid El, Byung-Hyung Kang, Fatima, and Soon Ye with Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and Kim Jong-Il with 6 foot 10, 350 pound Fernando Venezuela and President Hugo Chavez are waiting.  Venezuela wraps his arm in barbed wire and punches Bahama.  He immediately comes up bleeding from the forehead.  Venezuela rubs the barbed wire into Bahama’s forehead.  Fatima pulls out a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire and hands it to Khalid-El.  Khalid-El legdrops the barbed wire baseball bat across Bahama’s crotch.  Suave: “HOLY CRAP!  I don’t even want to try to describe that…”

Off to the side, it appears the Right Reverend Randy Richardson is having reservations about helping Bahama.  Suddenly the lights in the room go out. “WHAT THE-” is all Suave can say before the light comes quickly back on and the opening bars to the Fleetwood Mac classic “Don’t Stop (Thinking About Tomorrow)” start to play. A man in a flannel shirt wielding a Singapore cane and a mocha stands in the room along with Justin Sufferable, ‘No Frills’ Chris Escondido, and Starz N. Stripes.

Suave: “IT’S HIM!  IT’S THE TREE HUGGIN’, MOCHA CHUGGIN’, TOBACCO COMPANY BUGGIN’, INSANE EXTREME SINGAPORE CANE SWINGING ALPHA MALE! THE EXTREME ENVIROMENTAL HARDCORE ICON- AL GORE!” As the crowd in the main room sings “Don’t stop, thinking about tomorrow,” Gore holds up his mocha, inside an environmentally friendly biodegradable container of course, and chugs it down. Then he spews it out of his mouth into the shocked faces of both Khalid-El and Venezuela.  Then Gore crushes the paper container on his forehead in a manly fashion.

Suave: “IT’S A STAND OFF!  ONCE AGAIN, THE PCW CHAMPION  GETS LAID OUT AND NOW THE AXIS OF EVIL IS HERE IN PCW!  WE WILL SEE YOU NEXT WEEK!”

Replay: Tape Recording from Axis of Evil from 8/6/09
Khalid El, Byung-Hyung Kang, Fatima, and Soon Ye with Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and Kim Jong-Il with 6 foot 10, 350 pound Fernando Venezuela and President Hugo Chavez are standing in front of a white wall.  Venezuela holds the perennial damsel in distress Gina Ramsey who’s bound and gagged and not very happy.  Jong-Il talks through a translator.  Jong-Il: “The matter here is simple.  The Axis of Evil demands a title shot for one of their wrestlers against the weak American stooge holding the title.  Only then will we return the girl.”  Suave: “The Axis of Evil is trying to leverage a deal for a title shot!  Who will we turn to?  Who will step up to save the day???”

Replay: End of Bahama vs. Quad R  match from 8/6/09
Clinton: “Ladies and gentlemen, I, William Jefferson Clinton, have brokered a deal for the release of PCW Special Correspondent Gina Ramsey with the Axis of Evil.  On August 23rd, we will hold a special event and Khalid-El will get his chance at the PCW Title against O’Beck Bahama.”  Quad R is incensed.  Quad R: “This is bull@#$#!  I’m getting screwed out of MY match for what should be MY title.”  Clinton: “Fine, we’ll make it a three-way dance.”  Nancy Pelosi’s voice: “WAIT A MINUTE!  WAAAAAAAIT A MINUTE!”  Pelosi walks out with Hollywood A-Lister Stone Chism and the Skanky Rich Bimbos.  Pelosi: “Bill, I appreciate your efforts here in all.  But any match that gets made includes Stone Chism.”  Clinton: “Fine, make it a four-way.  Do we have a deal?”  Kim Jong-Il nods.

MATCH #4
PCW TITLE MATCH- 4 WAY ELIMINATION MATCH
O’Beck Bahama © w/ ‘Not just unbearable, not just intolerable, he is’ Justin Sufferable
VS.
Khalid El w/the Axis of Evil
VS.
Quad R-The Right Rev. Randy Richardson w/the God Squad
VS.
’Hollywood A-Lister’ Stone Chism w/the Skanky Rich Bimbos: Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie

Suave: “We are going to find out real fast what’s up with the PCW Champion.  Is he in a malaise?  Has he not worked hard enough?  We’ll find out shortly.”  The bell rings.

Bahama runs out and delivers punches and couple of elbows.  Quad R goes outside.   Chism climbs the top rope.  Bahama moves out of the way when the Hollywood A-Lister tries a dive.  Bahama goes outside and hits some chops on Quad R.  Khalid El rumbles in behind the champion and whips him into the rail shoulder-first.  Suave: “Bahama has to watch out for the big guy.”  Khalid El slaps him in the face.   Chism applies an armbar to Quad R.  He steps on Richardson’s head for extra pressure.  Chism switches it up by going after the legs.  He lands kicks and follows with an elbow drop.  Chism gets a modified half Boston crab and puts all his weight on Quad R’s back. Quad R breaks the hold by raking Chism’s eyes. Khalid El keeps going after Bahama.  Clubbing rights by Khalid El drives the champion into the corner.   He wrenches Bahama’s arm back into a hammerlock.  Suave: “Khalid El showing good ring presence of mind right now.  He changes up into a wristlock.  He’s working the arm, holding it up in a wristlock and stomping it back down to the mat.”  Khalid El moves to the legs and applies a leglock.

Quad R crawls back into the ring.  He tries to fight from his feet, gets a few elbows in but Chism knocks him back down with an elbow to the back of the head.  Quad R runs into a boot and tries to go up top.  Chism blocks and counters with a neckbreaker.  Quad R gets to his feet.  Chism charges and hits a pair of cannonballs in the corner.  Suave: “Chism with the cover…no, Quad R up at two.”  So Chism stomps on him some more.  The Hollywood A-Lister connects on an enzugiri and hits a Stunner!  Again, Quad R kicks out at two.  Quad R fights out of a second kick/knee attempt and gets a schoolboy for two.

Khalid El switches to an omoplata, hammerlock style. He grabs the other wrist and bends it back before putting his leg over it. Again, Bahama resorts to kicks in order to get out. Khalid El hits a leg kick and grabs the arm again.  An aggressive arm wringer pulls Bahama to the mat.  Khalid El lands a knee drop to the arm and rolls Bahama to his stomach.  Cover.  One…two…shoulder up.  The champion escapes and tries a drop toehold but eats a kick to the face.  Khalid El hits a back elbow and sets Bahama up top.   Bahama slips out and hits a dropkick.  Suave: “Khalid El goes to the floor.  WATCH OUT!”  Bahama hits a tope con hilo and then follows with a moonsault off the barricade. Crowd: “HOLY S#$#!…HOLY S#$#!”

Quad R confers with Rev. Robertson, Rev. Warren, and Rev. Falwell Jr.  Chism slingshots himself over the top rope and takes out all four.  Chism drags Quad R over to the barricade.  Chism guillotine leg drops him across the steel barricade.  Quad R slumps to the floor.  Crowd: “PCW!…PCW!…PCW!”  Chism walks Quad R over to the Skanky Rich Bimbos- Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie.  Paris and Nicole whip open their tops in front of Quad R.  Suave: “WARDROBE MALFUNCTION!  WARDROBE MALFUNCTION!  God, I never get tired of that move.”  Chism lifts Quad R up…HOLLYWOOD BLOCKBUSTER!  What’s left of Quad R is rolled back into the ring.  Chism covers.  One…two…three.

Eliminated: Quad R- The Right Reverend Randy Richardson

Khalid El picks up both Hilton and Richie and choke slams them to the canvas.  Suave: “Now, things are picking up.  Bahama on the top rope.  Suave: HOLY CRAP!” O’Beck wastes no time in climbing the top rope and splashing Chism on the floor. Crowd: “PCW…PCW!”  Chism pulls himself of the wreckage but Bahama follows up with an Irish whip into the steel guardrail. Bahama grabs a chair and waffles Chism with it. Chism slumps to the ground. Bahama climbs the ring steps. Suave: “MISSILE DROP KICK FROM THE STEPS! CHISM CAUGHT IT FLUSH ON HIS JAW AND HE IS DAZED!” Khalid El grabs Bahama from behind. Choke slam to the floor!  Suave: “Bahama took that one to the floor.  He’s holding his back.  Chism drags himself up to the top rope.”  Chism leaps and superkicks Khalid El from the top rope!  Khalid El falls backwards and hits the floor hard.  Justin Sufferable tries to urge Bahama on.  Bahama, still favoring the back, grabs another steel folding chair and pastes Khalid El in the face with it.  Chism rushes in, Bahama gets him in a side headlock.  Suave: “DDT ON THE CHAIR! CHISM IN BIG, BIG TROUBLE.” Bahama drags Chism back into the ring and goes for the win.  Suave: “1…2…NO!”  Bahama goes for another cover. Suave: “NO! CHISM KICKS OUT AGAIN!”

Bahama up to the corner turnbuckle.  Suave: “Is he setting up for the 450 Splash?  NO!  KHALID EL JUST PUSHED HIM OFF AND BAHAMA JUST WENT THROUGH A TABLE!”  Bahama lays within the wreckage of the bell table.  It looks like his head may have hit the ring bell.  Suave: “BAHAMA’S OUT!  CHISM UP…KHALID EL HAS HIM BY THE THROAT!  The SRB latch on to each of Khalid El’s legs and try to pull him down.  Suave: “HILTON AND RICHIE ARE TRYING TO PULLS THE BIG GUY OFF…THEY DON’T SEE….OH NO!”  6 foot 10, 350 pound Fernando Venezuela grabs Hilton and Richie by the throat and clanks their heads together, knocking both out.  Mahmoud Ahmadinejad claps his hands.  Venezuela and Khalid El grab Chism by the throat.  Suave: “DOUBLE CHOKE SLAM ON THE WAY!”  Rahm Emanuel, Starz N. Stripes and ‘No Frills’ Chris Escondido run down.  Suave: “IT’S RAHM EMANUEL!  F-BOMB TO KHALID EL!  STARZ AND ESCONDIDO WORK ON VENEZUELA!”  Emanuel points at Ahmadinejad and Kim Jong Il.  Chism covers Khalid El.  Suave: “ONE!  TWO!  THREE!”

Eliminated: Khalid El

Suave: “RAHM EMANUEL DROPPED AN F-BOMB ON KHALID EL AND ALLOWS HOLLYWOOD A-LISTER STONE CHISM TO GET THE WIN!  AND NOW, HE’S GOING OVER TO BAHAMA!  HE’S STILL NOT MOVING.  COVER.  ONE!  TWO!  THREE!  THAT’S IT!  WE’VE GOT A NEW PCW CHAMPION!”  The crowd roars as Chism celebrates with the Skanky Rich Bimbos.

Charlene Ann: “THE WINNER AND *NEW* PCW CHAMPION- STONE…CHISM!”

Suave: “IN HIS SECOND MATCH IN PCW, STONE CHISM EMERGES AS THE NEW PCW CHAMPION!”  Nurse Nellie and the PCW Clean Up Crew attend to Bahama.  Suave: “WHILE THEY ATTEND TO O’BECK BAHAMA, LET ME REMIND YOU THAT WWR’S COMPLETELY DERANGED IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY…”

Doozer Segment
An enormous pop from the crowd fills the entire arena as Doozer and The Dude are shown entering backstage. The Red Sox hat sits frontwards on Doozer’s head tonight. It’s never frontward. His Superman T-shirt can always be relied on to never change, though. The Dude looks a bit different, too. A Phillies hat for him tonight; not sure how Doozer feels about that.

“I don’t know if you can be my friend anymore.”

Well that pretty much sums it up.

“Is this some kind of mental test? Trying to see how far you can push me? First it was last week with the Mr. Cool T-shirt.”

“Took care of it!”

The Dude pipes up and points to his T-shirt. Mr. Cooler.

“It came to me last night; total double meaning.”

“What’s the second meaning?”

“Mr. Cooler… A cooler… Beers… I drink a lot of beers.”

“You don’t even drink beers. I drink beers. You only take shots once in a while and sip bitch drinks.”

“Oh so you think you’re Mr. Cooler, now? That it? You want the T-shirt?… Jealous little…”

Doozer puts his hand up in The Dude’s face. His manager knows if he doesn’t stop, that hand will turn into a fist and it won’t stop in front of his face.

“Not even the point, anyway. When I’m at an event, to wrestle, and you’re with me… Well, you’re supposed to be MY manager! Not some Cancer Jiles nut-rider. I don’t even see what you like about that asshole. He’d probly spit on you if you ever asked for an autograph, you know.”

“That’s only ‘cause he’s way too cool to give me an autograph.”

It’s difficult for Doozer not to deck Dude, this time. Somehow he restrains.

“Don’t you get it, you moron? One of the young guns in this match is Cancer’s boyfriend, T-Willy.”

Finally The Dude begins to understand. The ‘uh oh, I messed up’ look on his face indicates so. Doozer continues,

“Yeah, and you wearing these T-shirts and that stupid hat, which I’m only guessing relates to Jiles somehow, too…”

The Dude nods, ashamed. Doozer rips it off his manager’s head and throws it to the ground.

“They book me in a match against three babies… I have to constantly babysit my own god damn manager… I’m a friggen wrestler!”

The ranting Dream star looks over to his manager, who is red faced and sulky.

“I’m sorry, bro… Just some jitters before the match, ya know?”

The Dude half nods, half shakes his head… Still pouting like a child.

“Hey, it’s cool. We’re cool. You’re…” Doozer struggles to say this next part, “…Cooler…”

A muffled laugh leaks from the manager who’s still trying to be upset.

“You know what time it is, right Dude?”

“Time to go down to the match and face those three guys and hope that their youth doesn’t overcome your experience so you can get them into situations that you can pull off your finisher so you can pin them one by one and try and win…”

“I was gonna say it was time to Dooze and Abuse… But um… Yeah, okay…”

Doozer pats his manager’s back. While fading out, he’s seen reaching into his pocket and pulling out some cash. He hands it over to The Dude.

“Buy some candy from one of the booths or somethin’.”

“COOOOL!”

MATCH #5
DWF YOUNG GUNS PLUS ONE MATCH
Travis Williams
VS.
T-Money
VS.
Cody Brews
VS.
Doozer

T-Money in the ring already.

Doozer emerges from the entranceway as bold voice blares through the arena, singing “When you walked, through the door, it was clear to me… You’re the one they adore, who they came to see…” as a remixed version of Eminem’s ‘We Made You’ plays through the sound system. The pop from the crowd quickly swamps the words of the song as Doozer stops at the top of the ramp. Above him, the words “The Man” flash across the mega-screen as the fans scream, “The Man!”. Then, even louder, they bellow, “The Myth!” right as the screen reads so. Lastly, “The Legend” echoes through the arena when those pair replace the last on screen.

Doozer, smiling at his fans all around the arena, nods his head under that trademark, official Boston cap he always wears backwards. Elbows at each side, he bends his arms up so his hands come up on both sides of the Superman logo on his t-shirt. Looking like a basketball star after scoring a clutch basket, he pinches his Superman t-shirt and pulls it out from his body, showing off the logo. As he emphatically lets go of the shirt red, blue and gold fireworks blast off the ramp to his sides. The fans start,

“DOO-ZER. DOO-ZER.DOO-ZER”

The wrestling star struts down to the ring, swerving between both sides of the ramp to catch the hands of his fans. He encircles the entire ring, connecting with as many hands as he can. Doozer then rolls into the ring and is quickly up to his feet. He climbs one of the turnbuckles. He pinches his shirts again, showing the Superman logo to his fans who pop back with a huge cheer. He jumps off and walks to the turnbuckle diagonal to him. He does the same to another large pop from the crowd.

*The fans in attendance rise to their feet as “You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid” by The Offspring begins to emanate from the public announce system speakers. White and green strobe lights flash at the top of the entrance ramp as ‘Kid Danger’ Cody Brews steps from behind the curtain. He lifts his hands for only a moment before sprinting towards ringside and sliding under the bottom ring rope. After rolling to one knee and pointing down at the ring, he stands ready to fight.

*As the sounds of Sixx AM’s “Courtesy Call” slams into the arena, the lights come back partly as the man of man personas known only as Travis Williams, The Dark Shadows, walks out on top of the stage. The crowd tosses mix reactions towards the veteran of the sport, as he stands perfectly in the center of the aisle away from the fans’ fingertips.

“This Is Just A Courtesy Call
This Is Just Matter of Policy
This Is Just An Act of Kindness
To Let You Know That
YOUR TIME IS UP!”

Travis walks down with his arms beside him, elbow to his palms out in front of him with his palms open facing towards the air. He walks to the ring, where he stands for a second. He looks around the arena, and grabs the middle rope and steps up on to the apron. He wipes his feet on the apron, and then steps between the top and middle ropes. He enters the ring and walks over to a corner awaiting the opening bell, never blinking.   Suave: “He’s just a scary looking person.  All right, this match feature three of DWF’s up and coming wrestlers and Doozer, who’s a DWF legend.”

The bell sounds.

Suave: “Williams and Brews.  T-Money and Doozer lock up.  Doozer shoulder blocks T-Money.  Williams and Brews battle in the corner.   T-Money gets knocked down again by another Doozer shoulder block.  Brews & T-Money team up to whip Doozer from barricade to barricade and back again.”   Williams hits a trash can top to T-Money’s face for good measure.  Williams and Doozer put the boots to him.  Brews suplexes Williams on top of Doozer for two. T-Money legdrops Doozer for another two. Slingshot legdrop by Brews gets two. Suave: “Fast paced action to start.  Wide open match so far.”

Air Brews in the corner on T-Money.  Suave: “ANOTHER COVER!  T-MONEY…ONE…TWO…NO!  CODY BREWS KICKS OUT.”   Doozer splashes Brews.  He covers.  Two count.  T-Money turns on Williams with the aid of a chair.  Williams gives him a German suplex for a receipt, then baseball slides him out to the floor.  Williams takes T-Money out with the chair.  Williams clears the top rope AND the barricade with a splash on Brews.  Suave: “HOLY CRAP!  WILLIAMS JUST BENT BREWS OVER THAT BARRICADE!”  Williams back inside with a springboard bodypress on T-Money.  Cover.  One…two…T-Money kicks out.  Williams goes to the floor and T-Money follows.  Suave: “T-Money from the top rope…Asai moonsault!”  Williams knocked down, recovers, and flings T-Money into the barricade.  Doozer goes on the offensive with a suplex on Brews.  Doozer covers…two count.  Doozer sets up two chairs in the ring.  Williams and Doozer nail a tandem neckbreaker on Brews, dropping his back across the set-up.  Doozer covers…another two count.  T-Money takes out Doozer with a chair.  He tries to do the same to Williams.  Williams no-sells it, takes the chair, and knocks him out.  T-Money tries to take out Williams’s knee with a chairshot and tries to injure it with a stepover   Doozer actually makes the save.

Neckbreaker by Doozer on T-Money  Piledriver by Doozer on Brews gets two.  Williams walks away from the mayhem and returns with a big chunk of barricade.  He throws it into the ring.  Williams gets the barricade up in the corner.  Brews gets lobbed into the barricade a few times for two. Williams drapes the barricade over Brews and leg drops it to get a two-count.  Williams puts the boots to Brews and Doozer suddenly clotheslines both men down. Belly-to-belly on Williams, belly-to-belly on T-Money. Sleeper slapped on by Doozer on T-Money.  Williams sneaks up and applies a sleeper on T-Money, which causes him to let go of Doozer.  Brews looks ready to finish somebody off.   Cancer Jiles runs in and blasts Brews from behind with a steel folding chair.  Suave: “Jiles lifts Brews…TERMINAL CANCER!”  Williams and Doozer both roll on top of Brews for the pin and the elimination.

Eliminated: Cody Brews

Doozer puts T-Money back in the sleeper hold

The referee holds T-Money’s arm up.  It falls back down.

(…1)

He repeats the process…it falls back down again.

(…2)

The ref again pulls T-Money’s arm up.  It flops back down.  He’s out.

(….3)

The referee waves out T-Money.

Eliminated: T-Money

Travis calls for a microphone, as Doozer looks at him with a strange look on his face. Travis puts up his hand signaling for Doozer to give him the chance to talk.

Travis Williams: “For a week or two D, I’ve made you an offer to join up with myself and Cancer, to eliminate Level-One and his group of thugs. You think it is a bad idea, but I can ensure you this…It would be great choice. Two will eliminate three, and one will not eliminate three either.”

Travis wipes the sweat off his forehead, smearing some of his make-up as well.

Travis Williams: “So, in show of good faith. And to prove to you D, that you won’t be committing career suicide…I am going to walk out of this match and give you a victory. After I do this D, I am going to be expecting a visit from you before the night is up. The ball is in your court.”

Travis tosses the microphone down on the canvas in front of Doozer, and walks over to the ropes. He stops, and looks back at Doozer, still confused in the ring, before stepping through the ropes and hopping to the floor from the apron. Travis heads up the aisle heading to the back.

The referee starts counting Williams out.  .  The referee reaches ten and waves out Williams.

Eliminated: Travis Williams

Suave: “IT’S GOING TO BE DOOZER WITH THE WIN!  AND NOW HE LOOKS OFF IN THE DISTANCE TO SEE WHERE TRAVIS WILLIAMS WENT.”