GCWA Friday Night Inferno


*This weekfs Friday Night Inferno begins not with an array of fireworks, but instead a Roman music starts to play over the PA system as out walks all of the members of the NFB all dressed inc..togas?! All men are being led down to the ring by The Great One who seems to be wearing a prosthetic nose (which is oversized) . GCWA fans boo the hell out of all of the men as trash is being thrown at them. They all walk with their noses in the air as they enter the ring.*

Rockwell: What the hell is this all about?!

Jones: Is this a dig at The Roman Empire?

TGO: Plebes and jabronics, etis I the all and powerful Commissioner of the GCWA, Lurrr!!!

*The crowd boos in disapproval as TGO takes a dramatic bow.*

TGO: Who the hell am I kidding? I donft even want to call myself that pitiful name!

*TGO rips off the prosthetic and throws it down on the floor.*

TGO: First thing is first, since Ifm the Commander and Chief tonight Ifm going to make everyonefs life at home so much better! This is MY show and Ifm going to run it the way I feel necessary. So the first order of business is thiscRockwellc.

*TGO turns to the announce table as security comes from the back.*

TGO: Youfre fired!

Rockwell: What thec?! You canft do this!!!

TGO: OH, I certainly can. I own this company! Ifm going to replace you with a long time buddy of mine. The best announcer that the wrestling world has ever seencI give you an OCW greatcHOOD!!!

*Hood makes his way to the back with more boos of disapproval and takes his seat at the announce table as security starts to remove Rockwell who tries to take a couple of kicks at Hood. Hood tells security to not take him quite yet and then spits in his face. TGO laughs as Hood puts on his announcing gear and has a seat.*

TGO: This place has been in shambles for far too long! That is why me and the rest of the boys are dressed like this, not only to prove that the Roman Empire is a completely ridiculous name, but to show all of you that we are far more superior than any of you in this arena tonight, and that includes all of you boys and girls in the backstage area.

No longer will you people have to sit through a boring show ran by Ace and his team of filth. Ace is out of the picture (at least for now) unfortunately it didnft have to be like this. Ace is the one who brought this on himself. You see Ifve created a super stable. A stable that will be known all throughout the wrestling world as the team to beat, granted, some of us have our flaws, but we will sweep through this federation and take out anyone who stands in our way. That includes everyone in both of Acefs and Lurrrfs so-called gstables.h

When I first came to the GCWA I didnft plan on owning it, no, no. I planned on ruling it from a wrestlerfs perspective, but once I saw how Ace coddled Bifford and allowed Lurrr to do whatever the hell he wanted, I knew that I had to step in and make damn good and well that those problems had to be solved. So thatfs why Ifm also stepping in and making a few changes to the show tonight, what are they? You peons wonft know until I tell you!

**The Great One smiles at the loudly jeering audience, passing the microphone over to a Derek Mobley-looking Jaiden Rishel. The Prodigy has his hair spiked up with literally handfuls of gel smashed into it, the gel nearly falling off the top of his forehead as he shakes his head back and forth trying to mock the #1 contender. Jaiden places the microphone up to his lips as the rest of NFB watch on from behind him.*

Jaiden: Whatfs going on ladies and gentleman! Thatfs right, the Roman Empire, the greatest stable in the history of professional wrestling is back for one last run. You see the guys behind me and myself have seen a lot through the years, from wrestling in the grand coliseum to fighting three-eyed ogres and vampires. And Ifm not talking about those Twilight type vampires who glow in the sunlight either, these were real blood sucking, mother f*cking, son of a gunsc

*TGO walks over to Jaiden and whispers something in his ears, motioning with his hands for him to continue.*

Jaiden: Anyway, I guess I was going off on a bit of tangent there. The truth is that the Roman Empire have never had half the talent as this group of men standing beside me, we have named ourselves Nobodyfs F*cking Better for a damn good reason and that is of course because we are the very best in GCWA today or any other day for that matter. Derek Mobley, err I mean myself, may have been a legendary wrestler in the past, and for that you all should give a nice round of applause. Wait, on second thought donft, because Mobley hasnft done anything relevant in the past year.

*The crowd begins to boo aloud, a few of them even chanting gHe Beat You!h at the top of their lungs.*

Jaiden: Yeah okay, he beat me in the finals of Ultimate Survival, after I had already downright slaughtered over half of the entire GCWA roster. Yeah, Mobley will go onto Capital Punishment to contend for the World Heavyweight Title, and as we all know deep down ultimately lose in the end. While the Prodigy here, I have a date with Chris Cortez and El Linchador. Itfs just too bad we wonft be drinking champagne and dining out though, instead Ifll be destroying the legacy of both of those wannabes and coming out of the pay per view with the first singles gold of my professional wrestling career. Maybe then you people will respect me.

*Jaiden finishes up and hands the microphone to Lorenzo Demarco who looks like Warrick Hill except black. The crowd is really booing loudly at this time. Lorenzo seems to ignore them though as he slowly brings the microphone to his lips. He acts like hefs about to speak but the booing seems to get louder. A huge Ataxia chant has broken out threatening to ruin the segment. Lorenzo even lowers the microphone for a second like hefs lost his composure. He regains it quickly however and raises the microphone back up.*

Lorenzo: Dude, I mean lets face it and s . . wait. . What. . OH MY GOD . . . .

*Lorenzo stares at his skin color in amazement like hefs never seen it before. It seems to have caught him off guard as he stumbles a bit.*

Lorenzo: I appear to be black! WOAH DUDE . . How much did I smoke? If I smoke enough will some ghetto booty girl with bodacious ass tits appear and even let me touch her. Woah, Woah . . W . . screw this. This is stupid. Ifm suppose to come out here and pretend to be Warrick Hill, a black Warrick Hill. Truth is itfs hard to be that stupid, itfs hard to be that unimportant, itfs hard to be something so beneath me. You know they like to call themselves the Roman Empire. You know therefs a lot that can be said about the Roman Empire, the real one, but therefs one important detail you should never forget. That Roman Empire fell, and it fell hard. Take a long look at history cause this Roman Empire will fall without ever reaching the heights that the Real Roman Empire did.

*The crowd boos a little bit interrupting Lorenzo and not letting him continue. Lorenzo lowers the microphone and gives a smile that makes you just want to punch him in the face. He brings the microphone back to his face.*

Lorenzo: You boo at my history lesson, you boo at my facts, but you know Itfs true. Deep down inside where you refuse to explore you know my words ring with truth. Look fools, itfs fun coming out here and mocking the Roman Empire. Itfs fun coming out here at their expense and having a few laughs. But none of that will compare to how fun it will be when we have them all on their knees, kissing our feet, and begging for forgiveness for ever thinking, for ever believing, for ever having a god damn inkling that they were on our level. You know the Roman Empire use to feed Christians to the lions, well . . . . In this day and age we are the lions, and we have decided this go around, we are going to devour the Roman Empire, and thatfs just how itfs going to go.

*As Lorenzo finishes speaking, a spear comes flying at him and knocks the mic out of his hand. Chase marches across the ring and picks up the mic.*

Landon: Tonight men is our night. This is the time for glory. In one weeks time I shall nothing more than a regular man, but that is not tonight. Tonight we fight. We fight for the right...to party? Or something else...We shall not be afraid. We shall stand and fight like true spartan warriors. No one will take our ground from us...THIS IS SPARTA!!!

*Landon hunches over for a moment to catch his breath*

Landon: Remember these words men. For this is the last will and testament of I...the Great Landon Chasicus!!! And if we have to fight in the shade then so be it...

*With Landon's final words the lights dim out and when they turn back on Landon is laying in the middle of the ring with a bunch of Nerf dart arrows stuck to him. The mic rolls from his dead grasp Liam Shayde, wearing the biggest sombrero ever created and riding a stick donkey, reaches down to pick up the microphone. *

Liam Shayde: Hola, mes amigos! Me llamo es El Linchadork de la Crapola del Club de Tiene Bueno Cabeza!! OLE!

*Liam throws his arms up in the air as he shouts gOLE!h over and over, jumping up and down. *

Liam Shayde: OLE!! eTis I, El Linchadork, the ForceFlex of Glad, the Purist Hatbox of Kohler, the Bag-A-Doo of Doggie Poo!!!! OLE!!!!

Jones: What the hell is he doing in there?!

Hood: Beats the hell out of me but Ifm laughing my ass off!

*The crowd has turned violent as they start to boo and throw trash into the ring.*

Liam Shayde: OLE!!! Ifm from Spain!!! OLE!!! My wife gets more action than a three dollar crack whore working Demarcofs block!! OLE!! OLE!!! OLE!!!

*He begins to jump around again, bouncing off of the ring ropes and bumping into the other NFB members. TGO grabs the mic from Liam Shayde and speaks once again.*

TGO: I believe what my good friends are trying to say here is that the Roman Empire is filled with nothing but dumb *bleep*holes who thing that they are better than us. Letfs get one thing straight here, Nobodyfs!

Liam: F*cking!

Lorenzo: Better!

*With that being said gEye for an Eyeh by Story of the Year cranks over the PA system once again as all NFB members make their way out of the ring and to the back.*

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*We switch over to a video shot from outside of the GCWA Arena. Wefre in Parkland Memorial Hospital, with important-looking doctors and efficient nurses moving up and down the halls. We head down towards a private room, where a name is blurred out on the cover of the chart. Underneath the blur, we see gaka The Acceleratorh. We go inside, where we see a few men standing around the medical bed. Laying in the bed is the Accelerator, who is apparently unconscious. Hefs got a large bandage wrapped around his head, and is breathing deeply through an oxygen mask. The other men barely acknowledge the camera in the room. Instead, theyfre too busy arguing about what happened. The first man turns towards the corner, giving us a good vantage point of his face. Itfs GCWA Hall of Famer, Titan 3!*

Titan 3: All I have to say is, this wouldnft have happened if I were still Head of Security.

*The second man, furious, spins around, showing it to be the current Head of Security, Reed M. Shin.*

Reed M. Shin: Hey, donft blame this on me!! Itfs not my fault that Jaiden Rishel couldnft be trusted! The punk was a snake in the grass and he screwed us all over!

Titan 3: So, then, how come, when Rishel turned on Ace and they beat him down, the only one to try to come to his aid was Chris Cortez??

Reed M. Shin: What, you think that everything backstage ends when the lights come on? We got news of a bomb threat, and actually had a couple of our guys chasing a guy in a turban through the arena! I mean, yeah, it turned out to be completely phony and was just a distractionc but we have to take every threat seriously!

Titan 3: Youfre telling me that you mobilized everyone against one little bomb threat? I donft buy it. You were in on this, werenft you?

Reed M. Shin: How dare you question my integrity!

Titan 3: First you allow Ace to get attacked by The Lost Soul, and now thisc youfre the lousiest security officer Ifve ever seen!

Reed M. Shin: Ifm a damn sight better than you, you power mad *bleep*!

*Titan 3 steps forward, getting dangerously close to Shin, who doesnft back down. The third person in the room slowly turns and steps between the two fuming individuals. She, unlike the others, is a relative unknown to the GCWA public.*

Lady: Guys, is this really the time and place to be throwing around blame? Ace needs an atmosphere of peace and quiet to recover in. If you really want to fight about this, please take it outside.

Titan: You know what? Thatfs a great idea.

*Suddenly, Titan 3 darts forward, tackling Shin around the stomach and sending him backwards through the door!! The two men disappear from sight, although the fighting clearly continues as nurses scream and objects get knocked over. As yells for hospital security are heard, the lady shakes her head and goes and sits next to the Accelerator, standing guard. We fade out.*

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*Backstage we see Landon Chase walking down the hallway to his locker room, when he spots Madyson standing alone at the buffet table. Landon begins to attempt a sneak attack and vows to catch the beautiful Danger Girl. As Landon approaches from behind her, Madyson does not realize that he is there. She turns around and clobers Landon in the face with her plate of food.*

Madyson: Landon, sorry. You should have not snuck up behind me.

*Landon is irritated, but brushes off the incident.*

Landon Chase: It's okay, but now you owe me.

*Landon reaches his arms out to wrap them around the shoulders of Madyson. Madyson quickly brushes him off her shoulder and slaps him across the face. This, however, intenisfies Landon's crush towards Madyson. He reaches to grab her, when she takes off running. Madyson turns at a corner with Landon following. As Landon turns around the corner we fade out.*

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Johnny Vegas
Vs.
Axl Lionsworth

Minos: The next match is scheduled for one fall, with a 10-minute time limit. Making his way down the aislec fighting in his second matchupc standing 6f0h and weighing in at 215 lbs, from Hollywood, Californiac here is gThe Rock and Roll Outlawh Axl Lionsworth!

*The fans still donft know how to react as Axl Lionsworth appears on the stage, with gNo More Sorrowh by Linkin Park playing behind him. He removes his sunglasses and smirks, tossing them to the side. He can always get himself another pair. He then heads for the ring, extremely confident in whatfs going to take place tonight.*

Hood: Wow Jonesy, GCWA really does let any old schmuck into this company nowdays, doesnft it?

Jones: Well they allowed you to come back.

Hood: Well played, you bastard. But this Axl guy, hefs pretty full of himself but I donft see anything special.

Minos: His opponent is making his GCWA debut tonight, in what should be a very interesting contest. Standing at a huge 6f7h and weighing in tonight at 300 lbs, coming from Las Vegas, Nevadac here is the Sin City Superstar, Johnny Vegas!

*hDie for Metalh by Manowar begins to play over the speakers and the debuting Johnny Vegas peaks out from behind the curtain. He heads out with lavish clothing and a huge smile on his face, getting a small reaction from the crowd as he raises his arms in the air. Vegas continues down the ramp before sliding underneath the bottom rope.*

Jones: Here is a hot rookie coming into this company, I really think Vegas could go places.

Hood: Hot rookie huh? I know what places youfd like him to go.

Jones: In the ring? I donft get it.

*The Bell Rings.*

*Johnny Vegas and Axl Lionsworth both circle each other as soon as Referee Trixie calls for the bell, the two GCWA rookies each jocking for position in an attempt to further their professional career. It is Axl Lionsworth who makes the first move, although it is a very sloppy one, as the Rock Star staggers forward for a flailing Big Boot that is easily sidestepped by Johnny Vegas. Johnny backs Axl into the corner and connects with a Shoulder Block; once, twice, three times ramming his opponent into the turnbuckle pads. Lionsworth finally comes back on offense with a head butt, grabbing the dazed Vegas to take him up to his shoulders. Axl Lionsworth runs with Vegas in arm, toppling him down with a hard Running Powerslam! Axl hitfs a Leg Drop across his neck before going for the cover. 1... 2... But Johnny gets his shoulder up right at two!*

Jones: Axl Lionsworth is giving a slightly better showing than he did on last weekfs show, in which he debuted with a loss to Dangerous Dan.

Hood: Dangerous Dan, huh? More like Dumbass Danny.

Jones: You havenft lost your touch over the years, I see.

*As Jones slightly rolls his eyes at his fellow former OCW commentator, the action in the ring ensues with Axl Lionsworth lifting Johnny Vegas up and hitting him with a knife edge chop. Vegas however comes back with an even hard chop of his own, following it up with a high knee lift to the face of Lionsworth! The Sin City native launches Axl across the ring with an Irish whip, cutting him short with a kick to the gut on his return, and then a scorching Powerbomb that he calls Going Broke! The back of Lionsworthfs head snaps off the canvas nastily, leaving the fans cheering the debuting star as he goes down for the pin. Referee Trixie moves down to her kneescto count the pin of course. 1... 2... Instead of getting the three count, Johnny Vegas pulls Axl off his back, signaling that hefs not done making a statement!*

Jones: Wow! What the hell is this rookie doing, Hood?

Hood: It appears that he isnft done dealing out the punishment, maybe Johnny Vegas wants to prove to the higher-ups of GCWA that hefs worth his spot here. And of course by higher-ups, I mean the powerful, the glorious TGO.

Jones: I have a feeling this is going to be one show to remember with TGO and Nobodyfs F*cking Better taking over right at the beginning. Maybe the Accelerator should be happy he couldnft make it here tonight, he mightfve gotten taken out just like last week!

Hood: Ace shouldnft have gotten in the way.

*The fans who cheered the power bomb now fall quiet not knowing what to expect from Johnny Vegas, but the mammoth man just lifts Axl Lionsworth up off his feet and grabs him by the neck, tossing him like a rag doll into the turnbuckle. Vegas follows his opponent in before placing his boot into his face, grinding the skin of the much smaller Axl. Axl tries to get back into the fight by pushing Johnny off with all his power, but when he goes for a lariat his arm is caught by Johnny Vegas, who flips him over with an arm drag. Vegas continues his dominating debut by grabbing Axl and placing his head underneath, turning him over and spiking him down with a disgusting Piledriver! A rather large section of the crowd now begin to boo the Sin City star, realizing that Lionsworth is nearly unconscious already, but still Vegas doesnft look to be finished quite yet.*

Jones: Johnny Vegas has decimated Axl Lionsworth after Axl put on a fairly good showing in the opening minutes. Itfs going to take a lot to bring forth a comeback now, though.

Hood: Stick a fork in him, I think hefs done.

*Johnny looks down at the body of Axl Lionsworth which now shows no sign of life, but after wording a few things in his direction Vegas grabs ahold him by the shoulder and head and hoists him up one more time and places him up into a Bearhug. Lionsworth comes back to consciousness immediately, the pain in his back shooting through his spine and causing him to scream out in pain. Johnny Vegas shakes him right to left in rapid motion, leaving Axl once again going dizzy. Finally Vegas throws him back down to the canvas, stomping at the forehead of his first GCWA opponent. Johnny looks to finish off Axl after leaving him battered and bruised, bringing Lionsworth onto his shoulders in a Rack position before whipping him around to nail him with the Pay Day neckbreaker! Johnny Vegas drags Axl away from the ropes, going for the cover as Trixie awaits. 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: Here is your winnerc Johnny Vegas!

Jones: Well that was interesting. Impressive bout for Vegas.

Hood: If this was OCW, Axl Lionsworth would never have even gotten a contra...Hey!

*Leaping over the announcer table is a man in a black trenchcoat. It's the Black Helmet! He dashes into the ring with a crowbar and decks Axl as he's trying to get out of the ring. He never saw it coming and just gets hit in the back of head with the crowbar. Security runs out almost immediately to stop him as he keeps hitting the young wrestler in the back of the head with the crowbar. Black Helmet drops the crowbar and gets out of the ring. He dives past the announcers and back into the crowd who get out of the way first.*

Jones: It's the Black Helmet! The man who took out Mario Maurako at Ultimate Survival!

Hood: Are you sure it's not someone impersonating him?

Jones: Why would you impersonate that guy?

Hood: Think about everyone Ace has fired in the past few months. It could be anyone. The real question is what did Axl Lionsworth do to deserve that!

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*We go to the backstage area, where we see Robert Santana making his way down the hallway. He's unwrapping his fists, as if having just finished a workout of some sort. As he's approaching his locker room, though, there's a loud crash from inside. Santana takes on a defensive position and moves forward slowly. Before he can get to the door knob, though, the door swings open on its own, and Bucky Johnson steps out! The fans can be heard, cheering, as the Hardcore Champion hoists a sledgehammer up onto his shoulder. He's sweating heavily, as he turns towards the wide-eyed Santana.*

Bucky Johnson: Hi, Robert. You did such a good job getting your point across last week, I decided to return the favor. I admit, I didn't do it with one kick. But you know what? In a hardcore match? I don't have to.

*Bucky turns and walks away, the sledgehammer still on his shoulder. Santana, realizing what's happened, rushes forward and heads into his locker room. He stops when he sees the amount of destruction across the room. The mirror is shattered. Santana's bags are strewn across the floor. A small table is now splinters. It's a disaster zone. Santana, furious, leans over to pick up one of his shirts... when a massive bang echoes from behind him. Santana spins around, arms up, as the sledgehammer end is now sticking through the center of the door!!! It disappears, as Bucky's face comes in, looking through the hole.*

Bucky Johnson: I'll be seeing you soon...

*Bucky smiles and disappears from the hole, presumably walking back down the hallway. Santana's face is a shade of dark-red as he fumes, even as we fade back to ringside.*

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*We cut back stage to find Madyson still running from Landon. Landon is becoming more and more turned on at the fact of trying to catch her. He has a smile on his face loving every moment of it. Madyson runs around another corner leaving Landon behind. As Landon turns around the corner, he yells down the hallway.*

Landon Chase: Heeeeeeeeeere's Landon!!!!!!

*Madyson quickly takes cover underneath a salon table with a long throw on top of it. Madyson ducks and sits quietly as possible, hoping to not be seen nor heard. The scene fades out.*

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*Backstage, Jaiden Rishel is seen walking down the hallway. He stops at a door covered in El Linchador posters.*

Jaiden Rishel: HEY! EL LINCHADOR!! Get your Spanish ass out here.

*He stands there, crossing his arms. Linchy pops his head out.*

El Linchador: Who iiiis it?

Hood: HIT HIM, Rishel!

Jaiden Rishel: Come on out here. I want to talk to you.

El Linchador: But I'm still getting dressed -

Jaiden Rishel: Get out here, you overgrown baby!

*Linchy shrugs and walks out into the hall wearing a "House of Pain" t-shirt and swimming trunks. A towel is draped over his neck.*

Jaiden Rishel: Why the hell are you wearing swim trunks?

El Linchador: I take a dip at every Inferno. What's up?

Jaiden Rishel: Listen, next week is Capital Punishment and I want to send a message to that stupid champion. Let's you and me go knock on his door and kick the crap outta him.

El Linchador: Dude. No can do.

Jaiden Rishel: Linchy, don't be a PUSS! The fans will love it!

El Linchador: Didn't you hear me last week? I do my fighting in the ring! That's where it matters. And why aren't you wearing the t-shirt I left you last week?

Jaiden Rishel: El Linchador, follow me right now!

*The Prodigy starts to walk off and Linchy remains still. Jaiden stops and turns around.*

Jaiden Rishel: HEY! DID YOU HEAR ME?

El Linchador: Uh, yeah, you're screaming like a maniac!

*Jaiden walks back over and right in El Linchador's face. They are nose-to-nose.*

Jaiden Rishel: Help me lay a beating into Chris Cortez right now or else!

El Linchador: Or else?

*Jaiden laughs and takes a step back. El Linchador laughs. Jaiden doubles over in laughter. Linchy snaps Rishel with his towel jokingly. Suddenly, the Prodigy spears El Linchador, knocking Linchy into the wall!*

Hood: YEAH YEAH YEAH!

Jones: Where's security when you need them!?

*Jaiden Rishel and El Linchador continue swinging wild fists at each other as soon as Linchy gets back up, the two of them fighting through the hallway right into the catering area. The son of the CWF owner swings at the fan favorite, but Linchy ducks under his right hand and throws him right into the Nachos Stand! The Prodigy rolls off the over piled melted cheese and ground hamburger, food stains immediately seeping their way into his white coat. El Linchador stares at him laughing as Jaiden desperately tries to wipe away the cheese, but suddenly Linchy knocks him backwards with a Spinning Heel Kick! Rishel staggers backwards but doesnft fall down, the fist fight between the two men continuing as Jaiden walks Linchy over and smacks his head off a wall, bringing him back over to the food to begin stuffing hot dogs into his mouth.*

Hood: Okay, this just doesnft look right.

Jones: The food fight has truly begun, as Jaiden is now stuffingcweiners, in El Linchadorfs mouth?

Hood: Sick.

*Linchy spits out the mystery meat and takes Jaiden Rishel backward again with a shoulder block, the two continuing to fight down through the hallway until a sign of the Ladies restroom catches both their attention. Jaiden nails El Linchador with a right handed uppercut, but Linchy comes back with a front kick that knocks him down right into the entrance of the bathroom! Dozens of women stop painting their faces with makeup to scream their lungs out, jumping up and down in pandemonium at the sight of two males fighting in their restroom. The women all run out of the restroom in fear, but one of them pecks Linchy on the cheek and hands him what is presumably her phone number on the way out.*

El Linchador: Thanks?

Jones: After everything thatfs been going on with Linchy and his wife, maybe hefll give that girl a call!

Hood: Poor Linchy, having to pick up women from the Arena bathrooms.

*El Linchador quickly puts the phone number away and continues punching down on Jaiden Rishel, but Rishel grabs him by the throat and rolls him over. The Prodigy begins choking the living daylights out of the Spanish legend, his face becoming a brighter shade of red by the second. Finally Linchy is able to push him off, the two men getting right to their feet and fighting back out of the bathroom. Linchador bashes Jaidenfs head off the concrete wall, leaving him bleeding around his eyebrows as they continue battling back and forth. Rishel blocks a hip toss by Linchy, instead grabbing him off his feet and carrying him on his shoulders right through the entrance curtain. The GCWA fans begin to boo aloud as Jaiden dumps their hero onto the ramp with a Death Valley Driver!*

Hood: Go Rishel!

Jones: This is getting out of hand here, there isnft going to be anything left of these two come Capital Punishment, and Linchy still has to fight later tonight!

*Jaiden grabs Linchador by his hair and drags him over to the guardrail, mocking his audience that continues to boo the Prodigy. One guy who looks to be in his early twenties even has the audacity to scream gYou Suck, Jaiden!h right in his face. Rishel just laughs back at the man, looking right back at him before saying gSo does your mom!h and slapping him across the cheek! The fans are now booing Jaiden more than ever now, but the distraction leaves enough time for El Linchador to regain his senses and grab Rishel to suplex him right onto the steel ramp! Before Linchy can bring Rishel back up, the two of them are send flying downward from an Intercontinental title shot by Chris Cortez!*

Jones: It's the champ, Chris Cortez! Holy cow!

Hood: He wants in on this madness? I like him a teeny-tiny bit now.

*Chris Cortez raises the title belt in the air. "Is this what you want?" he shouts and starts kicking both men. Jaiden and Linchy then each grab one of Cortez's leg and pull him down onto his back. Rishel gets up first and kicks Cortez in the side. Linchy is on his feet now and grabs Rishel from behind and backdrops him on the walkway, heading toward the ring.*

Jones: We can't have this chaos!

Hood: Woohoo! It's practically a match.

Jones: Save it for the Pay Per View!

Hood: No, do it now! NOW!

*Cortez now gets to his feet and clothesline Linchy to the ground. He then picks up Rishel by the hair and starts to clobber him in the face. Rishel stumbles backwards, inching towards the ring as he and Chris exchange blows. Chris takes one huge swing, misses and Rishel throws Chris into another guardrail, where fans are cheering crazily. El Linchador gets back to his feet and stumbles down to join the action. Rishel clobbers Cortez with a double axehandle, causing Cortez to go over the rail and into the fans standing there. Then Linchy dropkicks Jaiden, sending him over as well.*

Jones: Now the fans are in danger.

Hood: Are you kidding, they love this! What's Linchy doing?

*El Linchador wearily climbs into the ring, then up to the top turnbuckle. The fans are going wild as he raises his arms up high, as Cortez and Rishel get to their feet. Rishel has picked up a chair and clobbers Cortez with it. Linchy leaps off the top turnbuckle and bodysplashes both men! Audience members scramble out of the way and chairs crumble around the three men.*

Jones: OH MY GOD!

Hood: Oh, what are these guys going to do?

*A handful of referees come running down the entryway, which causes the crowd to boo. Cortez is the first to his feet and pulls both men up. He smashes their heads together! Rishel starts to stumble up the staircase, leading further into the audience. The spotlight hits them as Cortez follows him. They start trading blows as they walk up further into the crowd! The referees start pulling on El Linchador.*

Jones: Linchy needs to get out of there. He has a match tonight!

Hood: Like he was going to win anyway.

*The Linchy-One wriggles free of the refs and races up the stairs to join the fight. He comes up and adds to the blows. All three men, up high in the cheap seats with the spotlight on them, are trading punches and kicks. All remain on their feet as the fans are screaming nuts! Finally, large security guards do what the refs failed to do and get in between the men. They are still trying to get in one last blow as they are pulled away in the 3 different directions.*

Jones: Well, that was something. I guess that's what we have in store next Sunday at Capital Punishment III.

Hood: Except minus the hot dogs. Gross.

Jones: Agreed.

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Ryan Rage
Vs.
Xtreme

Minos: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing at 6'f 3" and weighing in at 280 lbs, here is Xtreme!

*"Give It All" by Rise Against begins to play and Xtreme makes his way out from the back, not looking very happy that this match isnft his normal hardcore matchup.*

Minos: His opponent is looking to avenge his loss last week. Standing at 6f8h and weighing in tonight at 286 lbs, from Miami, Florida, this is Ryan Rage!

*The two men stare down at each other as they circle. Rage goes for a shoulder but feints it as Xtreme backs away. Rage smirks at him and starts talking trash. Xtreme doesn't seem to respond at first but then gives Rage the middle finger. The fans start to laugh at Xtreme's comeback and Rage gets a pissed off look on his face as he charges. Xtreme ducks down and kicks Rage's shin sending the big man down, as he was in a dash, into the mat. Xtreme gets back up and Rage gets up and looks at him. Xtreme has his guard up as Rage rushes at him again. He goes for a forearm and Xtreme grabs Rage's arm and slingshots him into the corner. Xtreme follows up with a corner splash and then picks up Rage. DDT!*

Jones: Wow! Xtreme is going a bit more tactical than his usual style.

Hood: He has a style? From the tapes I've seen this guy is just a sadist who likes to beat people.

Jones: Hey Xtreme may have his faults but he does have some wrestling ability.

Hood: I'd rather he have the ability to dress himself he looks like a hobo.

*Xtreme mounts Rage and starts pummeling him with lefts and rights. Xtreme then goes for a choke and Bell starts counting him out. 1...2...Xtreme breaks the hold as Rockwell gives him a earful. Xtreme picks up Rage and tries to set up for a snap suplex. Blocked by Rage and reversed! Rage gets up fast and elbowdrops Xtreme in the throat! Rage gets back up and starts mouthing off as he picks up Xtreme and just knees him in the face hard! Xtreme falls down grabbing his nose. Rage starts stomping away on Xtreme. He grabs Xtreme by the throat and starts talking trash to him as he chokes him. Rockwell tries to break the count and Rage shoves him. He starts the choke again and Bell yells at him grabbing his arm. Rage gets up and starts mouthing off at Rockwell. Xtreme slowly gets to the ropes and tries to get up. Rage see's him and as soon as Xtreme turns around he dropkicks him over the ropes right in front of the announcers!*

Jones: AHHH!

Hood: Wow. Airmail. Oops I didn't order a pile of crap. Hey bro can you send this back?

*Rage smiles as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Xtreme gets up and Rage leaps off of the top rope and dropkicks Xtreme in the face. Xtreme barely misses hitting the announcers table as he again grabs his nose. Rage waits for him to turn around and just nails Xtreme in the face, right in the nose. He finally tosses Xtreme back in when Bell has gotten to an eight count. Rage gets in the ring and pulls up Xtreme. Short arm clothesline followed by a knee to the nose. *

Jones: Rage seems bent on breaking Xtreme's nose!

Hood: Well if wrestling doesn't work out for him he can definitely get work as a plastic surgeon.

*Xtreme gets up slowly as Rage rares back for another hard punch to Xtreme's face. Rage connects and we see blood shoot out from Xtreme's nose! Rockwell starts yelling at the ring attendant but Rage grabs Bell and chokeslams the head referee! Xtreme looks down at his nose and at the blood and glares up at Rage who is walking over towards him talking smack. Xtreme gets up and Rage hits him in the nose. Xtreme doesn't go with the punch. He just stands there. Rage hits him again and again and again and again until Xtreme rushes forward and headbutts Rage square in the sternum! Rage grabs his chest as the wind is knocked out of him!*

Jones: OH!

Hood: Holy crap. The moron hit a weak spot!

Jones: Hopefully Bell can come around after that shot but dang that came out of nowhere.

Hood: Well at least he's using his head for once.

*Xtreme grabs Rage and pulls him up and punches him in the sternum again. Rage looks like his eyes are about to pop out of his head from the force of getting hit in the sternum twice. He goes down on one knee. Xtreme bounces off the ropes and goes into the air. He connects to the throat with a spinning heel kick variation. Rage lands on the ground and elbow to the sternum hits again causing the big man to feel it. Bell is starting to come around as Xtreme looks down at a steel chair that no one is sitting in. He looks back at Rage and he looks back at the chair. The fans start chanting ø‹ARDCORE! HARDCORE! HARDCORE!?Rage shakes his head and grabs Rage. Headbutt to the sternum again followed by a kick to the gut. DDT! Xtreme gets up and he looks at the fans as they keep yelling the Hardcore chant. He shakes his head and continues his assault.*

Jones: Xtreme apparently doesn't want to go Hardcore for this! What the hell?

Hood: Maybe he's actually trying to wrestle the guy. Nahhhh. He probably just doesn't want to get DQed.

Jones: Like chokeslamming the ref isn't DQ worthy?

Hood: Rage was just helping Bell with his collar and he tripped.

Jones:...

Hood: Maybe we can get Bell to show us on the doll where he touched him.

Jones:...

Hood: What?

Jones: I'm starting to miss Adrian.

*Xtreme grabs Rage and throws him into the turnbuckle post. The chant is getting louder and louder as Bell finally gets all the way back up. He looks at Rage and then see's Xtreme is beating the crap out of him. Bell looks over at Minos and shakes his head. The match is going to continue. The fans are still chanting hardcore and Xtreme just keeps answering them with punches and kicks to Rage breaking the big man down. All the while taking time to make sure he keeps hitting him in the sternum. He throws Rage to the ropes, Reversal, Xtreme bounces off and leaping punches Rage in the chest again. Rage hits the mat and is struggling to breathe as Xtreme gets up and yells at the top of his lungs!*

Jones: I think Xtreme is calling to end this.

Hood: Good. Maybe if all the matches go this quick I can get back to hotel faster.

Jones: Why?

Hood: I got a date with skinamax.

Jones:...WHAT?!

Hood: It's a joke goober.

*Xtreme sets up Rage for the piledriver but Rage starts fighting it and Xtreme drops him before the move hits. Rage is still on the ground and Xtreme waits for him to get back up. Rage gets to the ropes and uses them to get back up as Xtreme says something to Rage. Rage looks at him and just gets infuriated and runs at him. Xtreme ducks and Rage bounces off the other ropes looking to go for a running knee to the face of Xtreme. Xtreme see's it coming and double punches Rage instead, on in the sternum and one in the gut sending the big man down. Xtreme grabs Rage up and takes him over to the turnbuckle. Fireman's carry to the top of the turnbuckle. PILEDRIVE FROM THE TOP ROPE! Here is the cover...1...2...3!!!*

Minos: Here is your winner...XTREME!!!!

Jones: He did it! Xtreme finally got a win and he didn't do it hardcore!

Hood: Good to see one of Ace's guys go down a peg.

Jones: Wait...what's he doing.

*Xtreme grabs Rage and kicks him in the gut. He yells at the announcers to move. He points to Head Referee Bell. We pick up what Xtreme says.*

Xtreme: PAYBACK!!!

*Xtreme picks up Rage into a running powerbomb. He throws the bigger man over the top rope and into the announcers table as it breaks in half. The announcers look up flabbergasted as Xtreme holds up Bell's arm. Bell can't help but laugh at the display as fans keep chanting ø‹ardcore! Hardcore!? Jones and Hood get their headsets as the ring crew help get Rage out of the way as they try to set back up the table fast.*

Jones: Well I guess somethingfs never change.

Hood: Yeah. Like how cheap these tables are.

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The feed is suddenly cut and we see a black and white film in what looks like a warehouse. We see many things covered in tarps and crates. The Black Helmet walks out from behind those crates.

Black Helmet: So. Wondering why I attacked Axl? Simple. He's not going to cut it in the new order of things that will occur in this wrestling organization once I get my contract. Right now I am still unsigned. No one has gotten back to me about what side they want me for. So until I get what I want. I'm going to start making people have really bad days.

He comes to a pin board and we see pictures of everyone who has been in GCWA for the past few months. Underneath the pictures are manilla envelopes with the names of the wrestlers. Not the wrestler name but their real name and addresses. In the center are three pictures that the camera focuses on. Ace, Lurr, and TGO.

Black Helmet: Enney. Meeney. Miney. Mo.

He's pointing to different pictures as he does the gCatch at tiger by his toeh poem. We flash to different pictures as he's pointing.

Black Helmet: And.

El Linchador.

You.

Jaiden Rishel

Are.

Bifford.

It!

We focus on who he is pointing at. It's Ataxia! The envelope has a g???h and no address on it. The Black Helmet pulls the file and turns to the camera.

Black Helmet: Sucks to be you buddy. Really does. If I don't have my contract by the end of the night at Capital Punishment. If Lorenzo doesn't beat you. If the NFB doesn't beat you. I will end you. Sorry Ataxia...but it looks like your getting used again.

We cut back to the announcers.

Jones: He's called his next target out!

Hood: As if Ataxia didn't have enough trouble going on right now. Now he's got someone else trying to not only beat him down but to end his career once and for all.

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*Wefre back at the hospital room in Dallas, where the Accelerator appears to still be unconscious, or at least heavily medicated. The lady from earlier is still staying by his bedside. Her current affiliation with him is unknown, but she clearly has a vested interest in him in some way. Suddenly, therefs a knock at the door. Before she can respond to it, the door swings open, and a man stumbles in, shoving the door aside. Hefs carrying a large, ungainly basket of fruit, which is blocking his face (along with the balloons connected to it).*

Lady: Excuse me, but this is a private room. You canft just barge in herec

Muffled Voice: Oh, donft worry, Ifm sure Ace will be pleased as punch to see me!

*For a second, the basket lowersc and we see the face of Peter gThe Janitorh Vaughn!! The former GCWA and CWF wrestler smiles at the lady, while still struggling to continue carrying the large basket.*

Peter Vaughn: Whew, this suckerfs heavyc but only the best for my pal, Ace!

*Vaughn staggers over to the bed and drops the basket on it. Unfortunately, he doesnft aim it very well, causing it to fall straight down onto one of the Acceleratorfs legs!! Ace groans from the impact, while still having his eyes closed. Vaughn, not realizing what hefs done, turns and talks to the lady.*

Peter Vaughn: So I heard about Ace here, and I just had to come! I mean, sure, he never treated me very wellc and he fired mec and I didnft win much herec but, hey, you have to forgive and forget, right? Besidesc Ifm not currently working at this timec so, uh, be sure to give him the note with this gift, ok?

Lady: c Why is your basket moving?

Peter Vaughn: Huh?

*Vaughn turns, surprised, as he sees some of the fruit come toppling out of the basket. A piece falls to the floor, rolling away. Vaughn, curious, moves closer, looking inc and comes face-to-face with The Little Guy!!! Vaughn shrieks and jumps back, even as TLG takes a bite on some of the fruit and rolls out of the basket, landing on the other side of the Accelerator. He stares at Ace for a moment, chuckles, and then turns and departs through the doorway.*

Peter Vaughn: Hey!! I paid a lot of money for someone to put that basket together for me! Get back here!

*Vaughn turns and runs after TLG, but the door slams in his face, causing Vaughn to slam into it!! He stumbles back, grabbing his nose painfully, before running back and swinging the door open again. He speeds off down the hallway, trying to catch TLG, as the lady shakes her head and walks over to the door.*

Lady: This is why I try to stay out of your wrestling businessc

*The lady closes the door and walks back to the bedside, cleaning off pieces of fruit from the Acceleratorfs lap. We fade out.*

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Arachne
Vs.
El Linchador
Vs.
Landon Chase

Minos: First making his way down to the ring standing at 6f0 and weighing in at 200 lbs! He is a member of Acefs dominant stable, ARACHNE!

*hWanah by Black Horn plays over the PA system as out comes Arachne accompanied by The Big Bifford. He makes his way into the ring.*

Hood: I hoped that I never saw that fat ass again!

Jones: Fortunately for you, hefs our World Champ!

Minos: Next making his way to the ring from La Corona, Spain! The man whofs not from Mexico and part of the New Roman Empire, El Linchador!!

*hHey Ladiesh by The Beastie Boys plays over the speakers as El Linchador makes his way out to the ring holding up both hands and shouting gOle!h randomly.*

Hood: Ifm tired of hearing the word!

Jones: Can you stop complaining yet?

Minos: And finally making his way to the ring at this time, he is one of the latest members of the NFB, Landon Chase!!!

*hYour Betrayalh by Bullet for my Valentine starts to play over the PA system as Landon Chase walks out from behind the curtain with the gIfm with Retardsh hat on his head. As he gets into the ring he throws the cap into the audience.*

Jones: It looks like this match is about to get underway!

Hood: Captain Obvious strikes againc

*All three men gather up in the center of the ring, staring each other down. El Linchador takes a step towards Arachne, but Landon pushes Linchy back then rushes at Arachne, backing him into the corner. Landon unleashes a few hard right hands, but Linchy pulls him off and whips him into the opposite corner. Now Linchy begins to unload fists of fury on Arachne. Landon catches himself before crashing face first into the turnbuckles, turns around and sprints back towards the other men. He leaps into the air, Linchy sidesteps, and Landon nails a huge splash on Arachne. *

Hood: Look at Landon fly! Hefs a pro!

Jones: Stop kissing ass!

Hood: Why?! You do it all of the time! How do you think you got your job?

Jones: By suckc

Hood: EWW!!! Nasty!!

*Linchy attempts to capitalize and goes for a suplex, but Landon flows up and over and tries to counter with a reverse DDT, but Linchy slides out of the hold, gets behind Landon, twists Landon around to face him pulls on his arm and Irish whips Landon to the far ropes. Arachne begins to regain his composure, only for Landon to crash into him on his way to the ropes. Arachne falls through the ropes and to the outside while Landon turns around to catch a huge right hand from Linchy.*

Jones: Linchy looks like hefs trying to make a comeback!

Hood: Donft talk! You gross me out!

*Linchy connects with another right hand and goes to scoop Landon up for a slam. As Linchy scoops, Landon hops up and over Linchy's back and as Linchy turns, Landon pulls him down to the mat with a snapmare. He attempts to hold Linchy in a side headlock, but Linchy gets his legs up and wraps them around Landon's head, pulling him down into a leg choke hold. Landon rolls over onto his hands and knees and pushes up to power out of the move, rolling up onto Linchy's chest and into a pin. The ref makes the count 1...2...Linchy releases the hold and pushes Landon off of him.*

Hood: Wow! I thought Landon almost lost it there!

Jones: He almost did!

Hood: What did I tell you not to do?!

*Both men are quickly to their feet and Linchy comes in with a straight punch, but Landon counters, catching the arm and dragging Linchy down into an attempted crossface submission hold, but Linchy twists his body and pulls Landon down and into a roll up pin. 1...2...Landon kicks out. Both men are quick to their feet again, this time with Landon coming with a clothesline, but Linchy ducks and leaps up onto Landon's back and rolls forward into a victory roll. 1...2...and Landon kicks out once more.*

Hood: Come on Landon! Kick their ass!

Jones: Some things never cease to amaze mec

*Both men hop up quick again, each expecting the other to rush in, but neither does so. Arachne, back in the ring unnoticed, catches both men with a double clothesline. Arachne then pulls Landon up and goes tosses Landon over the top rope and quickly turns to stomp on Linchy. Landon caught himself though, and skins the cat back into the ring. Arachne pulls Linchy up and goes to whip him into the ropes, but Linchy counters, whipping Arachne towards Landon. Landon catches Arachne with a huge spear and quickly makes the cover. 1...but Linchy breaks it up.*

Hood: Damn that Linchy!

Jones: It seems as if Linchy wants this bad!

Hood: Why is it that everything that you say now just comes out dirty to me?

*Linchy tosses Landon through the ropes to the outside and makes the cover on Arachne. 1...2...Landon pulls Linchy to the outside. They exchange a few punches, with Landon finally getting the upper hand with a kick to Linchy's midsection. He follows that up with a perfectly executed DDT. Landon then hops up onto the ring apron, steps hops onto the middle rope for extra spring, and leaps backwards nailing the downed Linchy with an amazing moonsault. *

Jones: Now only if Landon had him inside the ring he could win it!

*As Linchy and Landon recover on the outside, Arachne has gotten back to his feet and runs up to the ropes and slings himself over them with a suicide dive, crashing into the two men on the outside. All three men are down and the referee begins the ten count. 1...2...3...4...Landon pulls himself up...5...6...Linchy is back to his feet...7 Landon slides into the ring, followed by El Linchador. *

Jones: Theyfre cutting it close!

Hood: Just hopefully one of these men will survive!

*Arachne tries to slide back into the ring, but both Landon and Linchy begin to stomp on him. Landon reaches down to pull Arachne up, but Linchy kicks him in the head as he bends over. Linchy then pulls Arachne up and hits a quick snap suplex. Landon tackles Linchy from behind, and begins to slam Linchy's head into the mat. After a five count the ref forces him to stop. Landon pushes the ref back and turns his attention to Arachne, who is just getting back to his feet. He runs toward Arachne, leaps into the air, and catches Arachne in the face with a wicked shining wizard. Landon climbs to the top of the top rope and nails Arachne with the North Star! Landon rolls up to his feet, but he's met with a running shoulder block from El Linchador. Linchy Irish whips Landon into the corner, climbs up to the second rope, pushes off, pulling Landon with him, and nails a spinning DDT.*

El Linchador: OLE!!

*Linchy climbs to the top rope, but Landon is up and dives onto the near ropes, causing Linchy to lose his balance, crotching himself on the top turnbuckle. Landon approaches Linchy, and hoists him up to a standing position on the buckles and goes for a super plex. Linchy blocks it though, but Landon punches him in the side and goes for it again, this time getting Linchy up and they both crash to the mat, with Linchy landing on Arachne. The referee slides into position to make the count 1...Landon is slowly coming to...2...he realizes what's going on and lunges to break up the pin...3...but he's too late!!*

Minos: Here is your winner! El Linchador!!

Hood: Damn it!

Jones: Such a close match!

Hood: SHUT UP!

Jones: Now we are getting word that Cynthia Hall is getting a interview with Ataxia.

Hood: This should prove amusing.

We cut backstage to see Cynthia Hall standing backstage in front of the GCWA logo.

Cynthia Hall: Well with the main event tonight a lot of anger is going on between the four men involved. The tag team of Lorenzo Demarco and Liam Shayde are set to take on Crazy Chris and the man known as Ataxia. With me now is Ataxia.

Ataxia wearing plain clothes walks into view. He's wearing a jacket, gMessiah Pariahh t-shirt, and black jeans. His hands are still gloved and the mask is unzipped. The mask though looks like the one from last week's match with X-Treme but it's had a new part of the mask sewn on.

Cynthia Hall: Thank you for the interview Ataxia.

Ataxia: What? No freak comments. No scared looks...why Cynthia I think your not scared of me anymore.

Cynthia Hall: Why should I be? You've got no problem with me.

Ataxia: Exactly. What are your questions.

Cynthia Hall: I want to know your thoughts on a lot of fans opinions that your the one that's started all of this bad blood.

Ataxia: Did I start this? Yes. Do I feel sorry for it? No. Let's point out something here. I want everyone to get a clear understanding of what I did. I took a man who was a loose cannon long before I showed up and I turned him on me. Lorenzo Demarco is a man with a short fuse and a powder keg of anger. I just had him focus on me. If not for me doing that Cynthia this man would have just snapped on someone else and I knew it. I can take it. Most of these new little brats can't! As for Shayde. Shayde's a little chip off the old little quiet man block except he's got a mouth that won't shut up. He says I should get out of his face. He says I should leave him alone? Why? What's wrong Shayde? Can't take it? Can't take that I am going to be in your face for the rest of your life? Oh sure you can try to take the making jokes at your expense. Oh wait. You can't! I got you last week and didn't even lay a damn hand on you. That's the point. I got beat down by all of you. Even you who! were to much of a wimp and whiny little girl to get your hands dirty. Shayde is just like Silence except for one thing. Silence had guts! You. Your just a pretender. This man right there will use people and run through them because that's just what daddy taught him to do. Your a clone. And a ugly one at that.

Cynthia Hall: What about teaming with Crazy Chris tonight. This is Chris's domain being a tag team wrestler and you, yourself, are teamed with El Linchador. Can you two men from two opposing tag teams get along tonight?

Ataxia: Oh there will come a time when Crazy Chris and I are fighting each other. There will come a time when Linchy and I have to face The Danger Boiz. Tonight however...consider me Awesome Ataxia...I'm the Danger Boiz happy go lucky cousin for one night only! For one night only Chris this whole tag team thing is not even a factor. For one night only I'm not even caring that I might have to face you for that belt after you DESTROY Shayde at Capital Punishment! We both want to exact some sort of revenge on both of these little boys who don't know just the amount of a can of whoop (bleep) they have opened for themselves. Tonight however doesn't matter Chris. Tonight is just the baskin robbins free sample! At Capital I am going to enjoy watching you tear Liam Shayde apart just as I am sure you and your brother want to see just what I am going to do to Lorenzo Demarco.

Cynthia Hall: One more question. What is your response to The Black Helmet threatening to take you out at Captial Punishment.

Ataxia: My thoughts? Wait in line. I got enough people wanting to rip my face off. Have a good night Cynthia. I know you will love this match tonight!

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*Once again we cut to see Landon Chase still searching for Madyson now that his matchup is overwith, of course not realizing she is still hiding under the table. As Landon comes up to where Madyson is hiding, he hears a noise from under the table. He smiles as he figures it is her and has her in his grasp. He quietly walks towards the table and as soon as he reaches the end of the table, he throws the table over.*

Landon Chase: Got ya!

*To his surprise no one is there. Landon searches the area, when Madyson is seen again running for cover. Landon again chases after her down the hallway. Madyson enters into a room with Landon hot on his trail. Suddenly out of nowhere, a shopping cart is shoved into the path of Landon, which forces him inside a room. Crazy Chris reaches over and locks the door from the outside. A nameplate on the door reads personnel.*

Landon Chase: Damn it, not again!

*In view, Crazy Chris and Madyson are in laughing having successfully accomplished yet another 'prank' on the cousin of Liam Shayde.*

Crazy Chris: See what happens when you mess with the Danger Boiz.

*Madyson and Chris walk off laughing leaving the camera on the door. Landon is pounding away trying to get out. The force of the impact forces the 'personnel' nameplate to fall off the door and we yet again see Big Bifford's name written across the door. Below his name, it reads "Dirty Laundry.' We fade out.*

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*For the third time, wefre back at Parkland Memorial Hospital, inside the private room of the GCWA President, the Accelerator. The lady is reading a magazine next to him, apparently covering the gTwilighth phenomenon sweeping the nation (as scary as it is). She turns the page, only to hear a loud bang on the door. Sighing, she gets up and goes over, having locked the door after the previous adventure.*

Lady: Who is it?

Voice: Package delivery for the Acceleratorc

*The lady looks unsure, knowing that sometimes this can be a trick in the world of wrestling. But with no other options, she carefully opens the door. Behind it, she finds just what she expected, as a delivery man is standing there.*

Delivery Man: Sign here please.

*The lady signs her name, and then steps back as the delivery man brings the order into the room. It is a box about three feet high and a few feet wide. He sets it down and leaves, with the lady locking the door again.*

Lady: What could this be?

*The lady pulls off the letter that was placed on the front of the box. We can see the words written there.*

Dear Ace,

Just thought that Ifd write you and wish you the very best safe and healthy recovery. You have nothing to worry about while you sit in your hospital bed recovering from an heinous attack (which by the way was just a business decision Ace, I hope you can understand that). The GCWA is in GREAT hands and it will not disappoint you or the rest of the stockholders.

Best Wishes,
Trevor gThe Great Oneh Kent

* The lady then opens the package, and finds two items in there. One is a modern-looking walker, apparently made of stainless steel. Itfs built for the aging tycoons of today. Confused, the lady looks at the other item, opening an envelope that appears to contain two airplane tickets to Florida, as well as notes about a fancy retirement home there that TGO has recommended. Behind the lady, a voice is heard.

The Accelerator: Bringc that over herec

*The lady jumps, not realizing that Ace was awake. She obediently does, handing over both the note and the information on the retirement home. Ace reads the note with shaking hands for a few seconds, and then crumples it up, throwing it away from him. He then slowly pulls himself up, sitting up in bed. The lady rushes over to help him.*

The Accelerator: Call my chaufferc Ifve got a pay-per-view to organizec

*Ace starts to work his way out of the bed, ignoring the ladyfs pleas that he stay down and follow doctorfs orders. We fade out.*

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Ataxia & Crazy Chris
Vs.
Lorenzo Demarco & Liam Shayde

Jones: Well it looks like itfs time for the main event!

Hood: Absolutely! This has to be by far the BEST show the GCWA has had yet! Of course itfs the first led by TGO!

Jones: Donft expect any more of those!

Hood: Shut your mouth! He can fire you too you know!

Jones: Donft hold your breathc

Minos: This match is our MAIN EVENT TAG TEAM MATCH!! Itfs scheduled for one fall and has no time limit! First making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot tall and weighing in at 228lbs. He is currently the reigning X Division Champion and one half of the Tag Team ChampionscCRAZY CHRIS!!!

*hMental Healthh by Zebrahead plays over the PA system as Crazy Chris makes his way down to the ring carrying both his Tag Team and X Division titles. The crowd goes nuts as he steps into the ring and stands on the turnbuckle, getting an immediate pop from the crowd.*

Hood: Why do these people cheer this guy?

Jones: Hefs a double champion! He deserves some respect!

Hood: Whofs *beep* did he suck to get those titles?

Jones: Watch your mouth! This is a family show!

*hDie Die Die My Darling* by Metallica blares over the PA system next as the crowd immediately goes into an uproar as Ataxia steps out mask and all intact. He slowly makes his way down to the ring taking all of the cheers in.*

Minos: Now entering the ring weighing in at 215lbs and standing 5 foot 11 inches. Hefs looking to put an end to the NFB tonight, he is ATAXIA!!

Jones: Well it looks like Ataxia might get his wish tonight to end the NFB

Hood: Jones you should know better than anyone TGOfs stables donft go anywhere until someone betrays someone, and then TGO always has a back-up plan!

Jones: I know, those were the most miserable years in my life working for that federationc

Hood: They made you!

Jones: cc.

Minos: And finally making their way to the ring, they are part of Nobodyfs F*cking Better, at a combined weight of 467lbs, itfs the team of Liam Shayde and Lorenzo Demarco!!!

*hEye for an Eyeh by Story of the Year roars over the sound system as both Liam Shayde and Lorenzo Demarco make their way from behind the curtain. They make it to the top of the entrance way and out from behind them steps The Great One who is smiling a huge smile.*

Jones: What the hell is he doing out here?

Hood: Who knows?! But he has a mic in hand so it has to be something good!

*Shayde and Demarco both continue to make their way down to the ring as TGO stays at the top of the ramp. TGO starts to speak as both men get into the ring*

TGO: So seeing as though Ifm the head honcho here tonight Ifve decided to spice up the card a little bit. Tonight this match is too important to let any one of Lurrrfs or Acefs henchmen get involved. So, Ifm making this match a steel cage match! Boys! Lower the cage!

*The crowd erupts with cheers as TGO heads back to the backstage area and the cage slowly lowers as Shayde and Demarco smile at each other while the other two men jump up and down in anticipation.*

Jones: OH MY GOD! THIS IS HUGE!

Hood: This is definitely the biggest shocker of the night!

Jones: All hell is going to break loose in that cage tonight Hood! I hope youfre ready!

*The cage lowers into place with a big clang and the referee calls for the bell as all four men charge at each other. Lorenzo and Ataxia go straight for each other with Ataxia landing the first blow with a kick right to the midsection. Crazy Chris and Shayde meet halfway punches flying as they both exchange hard right hands. Ataxia is wailing away on Demarco in the corner, but Demarco counters and starts landing hard rights himself. Demarco takes Ataxia away from the corner and sends him into the ropes, Ataxia bounces off and connects with flying forearm right to Demarcofs head sending him down to the mat. Meanwhile Shayde is cranking Crazy Chrisf arm with a deep arm vice. Ataxia notices his partner in need and comes to his aide, catching Shayde from behind with an inverted x-factor. Ataxia helps up Crazy Chris as they stand over the two fallen NFB members.*

Hood: NO!! Get up you bastards!!

Jones: Looks like Ataxia may get his wish tonightc

*Ataxia and Crazy Chris focus on Shayde as they pick him up and send him crashing into the turnbuckle. Ataxia then whips Chris in right behind him as Chris connects with a big shining wizard kick straight to the head of Shayde. Shayde stumbles out of the corner and falls flat on his face. Both men turn their attention now to Demarco who is slowly making his way up to a standing position. Ataxia goes in first and gets hit right in the jaw as Demarco tries to make some kind of offense, but just gets pummeled in the back by Crazy Chris. Ataxia gets filled with rage after Crazy Chris helps him out and then starts to ram Demarco head first into every side of the steel cage, after the second side Demarco is cut open.*

Jones: Ataxia and Crazy Chris a really taking it to NFB!

Hood: AH! I CANfT LOOK!

*After Demarco has been taken to all four sides of the cage they drop him and turn their attention back to Liam. Ataxia and Crazy Chris get Shayde to his feet and send him flying into the ropes, both Ataxia and Crazy Chris duck down going for a back body drop, but Shayde telegraphs the move and sends them both crashing to the ground with a double ddt. All four men are down on the ground as the ref looks around at the chaos.*

Hood: GOOD! Now maybe the real action can start!

Jones: What do you call what we were just watching?

Hood: Filthc

*Demarco is the first to his feet as he focuses on Ataxia who has crawled over to the ropes, pulling himself up. As Ataxia makes it to the second rope, hefs hunched over, Demarco kicks him right in the gut sending him back down to the ground, but Demarco isnft through with him just yet. Demarco picks up Ataxia in a bodyslam like position and runs towards the opposite side of the ring, Demarco throws Ataxia like a spear head first right in the steel cage.*

Jones: This is brutal!

Hood: The hatred that Ataxia and Lorenzo have for each other is crazy!

*Shayde is now back up as is Crazy Chris, Chris makes a run for Shayde, Shayde goes for a clothesline but Crazy Chris ducks under it and goes into the other side of the ropes, but in a handspring. Chris bounces off of the ropes with the handspring and tries for a back elbow, but this time Shayde side-steps the elbow and goes into the ropes himself, as he bounces off the ropes, Chris isnft expecting it and gets caught with a flying armbar that sends both men crashing to the ground, as Shayde keeps the armbar in place sending Chris screaming in pain. The ref asks if Chris gives up, but he does not. Shayde keeps it locked in as we now focus over on Ataxia and Demarco. It seems as if they have been exchanging punches with Demarco coming out on top of this exchange. He sends Ataxia across the ring into the turnbuckle, where Ataxia goes sternum first into the ring post. Ataxia stumbles backwards out of the ring corner only to be caught in a dragon sleeper position, but instead of locking that in Demarco climbs up to the middle rope still with Ataxia in the same position and flys off the turnbuckle in a front flip landing firmly on his rear turning the move into a Stone Cold Stunner-esque move.*

Jones: These men are really going at it tonight!

Hood: Just a great main event brought to us by our saviorc

Jones: Yes, Ace did an amazing job setting up this match!

Hood: I wasnft talking about that fool! I was talking about TGO!

*Meanwhile Shayde has broken the armbar on Chris and calls for Demarco to come over to help him with Crazy Chris. The pick up Crazy Chris who is nursing his right arm, Shayde puts Chris between his legs and raises him up in a piledriver position and while Demarco climbs the top rope and flies off while Shayde sits down with the piledriver Demarco drives Chrisf body down more with an assisted piledriver. The crowd starts to go crazy with the action thatfs going on! Shayde goes for the cover 1....2c.3! NO! Ataxia breaks up the count right before the reffs hand goes down.*

Hood: Count faster!

Jones: I think that the count is just fine.

Hood: You would, you kiss ass!

*Demarco goes straight for Ataxia at this point who meets him with a spinning heel kick straight to the face. With Demarco down Ataxia bounces off the ropes and connects with a running shooting star press. Ataxia goes for the pin 1c2cShayde tries to break up the pin with an elbow drop but Ataxia moves and Shayde hits Demarco with the elbow. At this point Crazy Chris is back to his feet and notices that Shayde is in disbelief with his back turned to him. Crazy Chris runs towards Shayde and hits a running faceplant. The crowd roars with approval as both Shayde and Demarco are down.*

Hood: This is impossible! How can two jobbers be up in this match?!

Jones: Theyfre definitely not jobbers Hood!

Hood: So you say, but I donft believe you!

*With both Shayde and Demarco down Ataxia and Crazy Chris look at each other and nod, the climb opposite turnbuckles, but they both stop for a second to look at each other and they both shake their head gno.h Both men start to climb to the top of the cage.*

Jones: Oh my God! What are they going to do?!

Hood: Hopefully they kill themselves on the fall!

Jones: How can you say that?!

Hood: Because Ifm a sadistic son of a bitchc.

*With both men now at the top of the cage perched to attack they look at each other and both leap. Crazy Chris flies through the air towards Shayde with a flying splash as Ataxia goes a little more dangerous with The Fall Of Angels 450 splash. Crazy Chris connects with Shayde sending Crazy Chris immediately grabbing his stomach as Shayde looks like hefs dead. Ataxia on the other hand misses The Fall of Angels when Demarco moves right at the last second sending Ataxia crashing to the mat, looking as if he hit his head on the landing. All four men are once again down on the canvas as Crazy Chris makes his way over to Shayde for the pin 1c2c3! NO! This time Demarco breaks it up and goes after Crazy Chris. He kicks Chris in his already injured stomach and plants him with an implant ddt ala Ataxia.*

Jones: Looks like Demarco was trying to send a message to Ataxia when he watches the tape back!

Hood: Oh this feud just keeps going, and going, and going, and going, and going, andc

Jones: We get your pointc

*Demarco then goes for the cover 1c2...but wait! He pulls his shoulders off of the ground preparing to inflict more punishment. He pulls Crazy Chris to his feet as Shayde comes over to lend a hand while Ataxia is down. The throw Crazy Chris towards the ropes, but Crazy Chris leaps and jumps on the steel cage, he then leaps off backwards into a moonsault catching both men offguard. All four men are down on the mat once again as chants of gAtaxiah line the building.*

Hood: Ifm not going to be able to take anymore of those idiots chantingc

Jones: You might want to get used to it if youfre going to be here for any length of time.

*Ataxia gets to his feet first out of the bunch and eyes his fallen opponents. He then picks up Shayde off the mat. He then kicks Shayde in the gut and runs against the ropes, seeming as if hefs about to hit the Peaceful Tolerance but suddenly gHere We Are Juggernauth by Coheed and Cambria blasts through the PA system as TGO slowly walks out making Ataxia stop in his tracks. TGO smiles smugly as he walks down to the ring screaming at Ataxia the whole time.*

Jones: What the hell is he out here doing now?

Hood: Itfs about time he came out here!

*As Ataxia is distracted Shayde has regained his composure and clubs Ataxia right to the back of the head sending him down to the ground. He then wraps him up in the Catfs Cradle sending Ataxia screaming in pain. The referee asks Ataxia if he gives, but he adamantly says no! By this time Lorenzo Demarco has made it back to his feet and notices the pain thatfs being inflicted and starts to kick at Ataxia while hefs locked up in the devastating maneuver! Crazy Chris also makes it back to his feet and spins Demarco around. They quickly exchange punches as Demarco gets the upper hand and whips Chris into the turnbuckle. Crazy Chris realizes whatfs happening and stops himself by jumping on the top rope and coming off with the Crazy Manfs Suicide, but Demarco ducks out of the way. As Crazy Chris is down Demarco quickly runs towards him and hits the Paid In Full!!!*

Jones: Oh my! Look at this! Both the Catfs Cradle and Demarco has just hit the Paid In Full!!

Hood: Ifm surprised Ataxia hasnft tapped yet!!

*Demarco goes for the cover 1c2c.3!!!!*

Minos: Here are your winners! Lorenzo Demarco and Liam Shayde!!!

*As this is going on Shayde still has Ataxia in the Catfs Cradle as the ref tries to break it up. It seems as if TGO is calling for the cage to be lifted quickly, as it is TGO slides in the ring and grabs a mic as Ataxia is still wrapped up in the Catfs Cradle.*

TGO: Ataxia last week was the biggest mistake of your life! This week youfre going to pay for every single bit of it!

*Shayde lets Ataxia go finaly as the rest of NFB comes out to meet up with the 3 founding members. As Ataxia slowly gets to his knees Demarco runs off the ropes and hits the Paid In Full on him as well!*

Jones: This is a massacre!

Hood: HELL YEAH!! WHOO HOO!!

*Demarco mounts Ataxia and starts to beat the living shit out of him. Outside Landon Chase has grabbed a 2x4 and has thrown it into the ring. Jaiden Rishel and Liam Shayde pull up Ataxia as Demarco gets off of him. TGO hands Demarco the 2x4 and Demarco rears back to swing it but suddenly the lights go off as the fans come to a roar. Suddenly they come back on and all of the members of The Roman Empire are standing in the ring toe to toe with every member of NFB. TGO and Lurrr stare each other down as neither man will budge.*

Jones: This is the showdown wefve been waiting for!!

Hood: Come on TGO kick his ass!

*Suddenly the Friday The 13th theme comes on the PA system as The Lost Soul makes his way out from the back. The fans are in an uproar as all of the members of the NFB back up looking a little curious as to why hefs here.*

Hood: Isnft he fired?!

Jones: As far as I know Ace did!

*TLS gets into the ring and walks right up into TGOfs face with Lurrr smiling behind him. TGO holds his hands up like hefs going to give up, but suddenly TLS turns and lays a wicked right hand right to the jaw of Lurrr a brawl erupts as now all of the members of the NFB have crawled back into the ring with a weapon. They all take out Lurrrfs crew as TLS climbs to the top rope and hits the Souled Out. TLS stands up as the camera zooms in with TGO behind TLS laughing maniacally and TLS with a wicked smile across his face. We fade to black.*

OOC: This card was written by The Great One, Jaiden Rishel, Liam Shayde, and Ataxia, among others. It was during the Ace's vacation weekend.

The card for Capital Punishment III:

- Landon Chase vs. Axl Lionsworth vs. Ryan Rage vs. Johnny Vegas vs. Xtreme, Gauntlet Match (winner becomes #1 Contender to GCWA Hardcore Title)

- Ataxia vs. Lorenzo Demarco, Street Fight Grudge Match

- Bucky Johnson© vs. Robert Santana, GCWA Hardcore Title Match

- Crazy Chris© vs. Liam Shayde, GCWA Unified X Division Title Match

- Chris Cortez© vs. El Linchador vs. Jaiden Rishel, GCWA Intercontinental Heavyweight Title Triple Threat Match

- The Big Bifford© vs. Derek Mobley, GCWA World Heavyweight Title Steel Cage Match

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