Friday Night Inferno

GCWA Friday Night Inferno

*So when you look back at the year 2020, what do you think will be your biggest memory? The COVID-19 Shutdown? The protests and riots over police brutality? The asteroid that's headed towards the planet? Oh, don't worry about that last one, it's going to be 3,000,000 miles away from us... but at the same time, the way this year is going? I wouldn't forget about it, either. It's hard to remember back to how life was in January and February of this year. Life is the way it is now. And we all continue to put one foot in front of the other and continue our forward momentum, because that's what we do. Keep living, keep loving, and keep enjoying the GCWA!*

*The picture opens up on a shot of an empty lot in Dallas, Texas. The lot appears to be fenced off, and we start to see motion. Really, really quick motion on a time-lapse video.*

Jonathan Barrows: Destiny can be a hard mistress to work with. It takes time to build your empire. It takes time to have everything grow.

*The images start to show construction underway, as a building's frame quickly comes into view.*

Jonathan Barrows: But if you work long enough... hard enough... destiny can be reached.

*The construction starts to put the final touches on, allowing us to see that this is the video from the building of the now-famous GCWA Arena. We see the banners flying, showing some of the most popular wrestlers with the organization.*

Jonathan Barrows: When you finish one journey... there's always the climb to the next one...

*One of the banners, showing Mike Zybala holding the Unified X Division Title, flashes brightly. We switch to clips of Zybala's recent wars with The A-List. Another banner, this one of Tony The Spider, begins some images of the GCWA World Television Champion's struggles against Future Shock, as well as Anderson Haze after last week.*

Jonathan Barrows: We now sit one week away from the peak of another climb... the Crescendo...

*A third banner displays PerZag, smirking at the camera, and we see his interactions with The Empty and The Lost Soul. We then see Enforcer & Justice Orton-Cross displayed prominently on a banner, with a vision of Duce Jones looming over them as they proudly wear the GCWA World Tag-Team Titles. Finally, we see two banners, featuring Chad Vargas and the GCWA World Heavyweight Champion, seemingly staring at each other. The two men are shown from last week, with Treat getting between them.*

Jonathan Barrows: One more week... and then we see who stays on top, and who begins their climb again in the New Era...

*Jonathan slowly smiles, an evil look if there ever was one. The screen begins to burn along the edges as the image goes away, illuminating every square inch of the screen. In the flames, shots of different wrestling maneuvers are shown. Blastoff. The Worthiest Move Of All. The Sound of Silence. Under The Lights. One Shot, One Kill. The Biff End. The Perfect Finisher. The Stroke. Hollow Point. Each as impressive as you would expect. In the center of the flames, an image of the current GCWA World Heavyweight Champion, Mack O'Connor, appears, smirking as he stares into the camera. The fury of the flames overtakes the champion, as he disappears from sight. "Legend" from the Score then plays, leading us into the beginning of Inferno!*

"BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG BANG, THIS FIRE'S A WEAPON... BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG BANG, WON'T STOP 'TIL WE'RE LEGEND!"

*Throughout the flames, images of the various wrestlers competing in the company flash by, some doing their signature maneuvers, others posing for the camera. As the music hits a crescendo, the screen blows apart, and we return to the GCWA Arena in Dallas, Texas! The place is definitely over the limit when it comes to fans, who are cheering their heads off as the fireworks go off. It might be a fire hazard, but who are we to judge? The cameras zoom across the crowd before heading to the announce table.*

Rockwell: Welcome to the final Friday Night Inferno before Crescendo IV!

Hood: Fuck, I can't wait for this show! We've got a chance that Dylan Thomas, PerZag, Enforcer & Justice, Ryot, and Chad Vargas might all be the champions at the end of the night! What a line-up that would be!

Rockwell: We could also see Zybala, The Empty, Duce Jones, Tony The Spider, and Mack O'Connor as champs.

Hood: Don't even make jokes like that. I mean, I like The Empty, and Mack's pretty cool... but The A-List is going to win!

Rockwell: We'll have to find that out next Sunday. Tonight, we've got a few more matches to get to before we head for the PPV!

Hood: Have they told you where it is, yet? I mean, I know travel plans are relatively easy to make right now, but I'd still like to know...

Rockwell: As far as I know, they haven't released those details yet, but hopefully we learn more about it tonight!

Hood: Is there going to be any crowd? They need to buy their airline tickets and all, too, you know...

Rockwell: I saw on the website they were doing some sort of drawing, so maybe fans will be flown in again like they did to Barrows Island...

Hood: Ooohh, I'd love another island setting. That being said, I've still got sand in annoying places...

Rockwell: Yikes, and with that, we're going to get this show started!

*Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube & Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Justice Orton-Cross walks out to the ramp wearing black boots, pleated mini skirt, and a matching top. She is holding one of the tag team title belts over her left shoulder. Enforcer follows Justice in a black Armani three piece suit, a white dress shirt, black, red, and silver tie, with burgundy dress shoes. The Enforcer is cradling his tag team title belt tucked in his left arm. Enforcer and Justice walk down the aisle. They tag team champions gets to ringside and Justice walks up the ring steps as Enforcer hops up on to the ring apron. Enforcer opens the bottom and middle ropes. Justice enters the ring and is followed into the ring by Enforcer who goes through the top and middle ropes. Justice lifts her title belt into the air as Enforcer walks over and gets a microphone. Enforcer hands the microphone to Justice.*

Justice Orton-Cross: Our first title defense is coming up in just over a week at Crescendo against Duce Jones and his brother Byson Kaliban. Duce, you cost my husband the golden opportunity and have the audacity to challenge us for our championships. You are pathetic! We went through a grueling match to win these championships. No doubt a five star match that will win match of the year. Then the two of you come out to find out what an actual pop of the crowd is. The entire arena and the wrestling world were ecstatic that we won that hard fought match. This just proves why your father is so disappointed in both of you.The GCWA is our domain and just the fact the two of you have been around suffering in mediocrity during your tenures here will continue as we will walk out of Crescendo as the World Tag Team titles.

*Justice hands the microphone to Enforcer.*

Enforcer: Heard all that Ducey brothers? There is no other outcome. There just isn't! While the two of you are having delusions of grandeur about leaving Barrows Island with our championships. We are going there to solidify that we are the best team of GCWA. Which makes us the best team in the world. After we put two inconsequential fatuous simpleton down in their place we are moving on to the second part of our plan of being the driving force behind GCWA. You know how Justice and I are going to do that. To do that we are going to be doing some scouting tonight because we know Ducey is about to get his ass kicked. So, Justice and I will walk up to one of the luxury suites to witness a plethora of weaknesses that Ducey has in his repertoire.

*Natural Born Killaz by Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Enforcer drops the microphone and walks over to the ropes and spreads the bottom and middle ropes. Justice exits the ring and is followed out of the ring by the Enforcer. Enforcer and Justice walkthrough an open part of the ring barrier by the ring announcer's seat. Enforcer and Justice walk up the stairs through the sea of fans to the luxury suite they rented for the night.*

Rockwell: So Enforcer & Justice are going to get a birds-eye view of what Duce Jones brings to the table!

Hood: It's a match against Gus DuBray. I can't say it being an epic affair.

Rockwell: You can never predict for sure, Hood... but you're probably right. Let's get to it!

Singles Match
Gus DuBray (0-4) vs. Duce Jones (15-7)

Minos: Our first contest is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...standing 6'0" and weighing 205 lbs... from Seattle, Washington... here is Gus "The Departed" DuBray!!

You won't bury me. You won't bury me.
I am free, I will be, I vow.
I'm not dead and gone, I will carry on,
With no fear, I am here, I am now.
I'm not going down, six feet underground

*'Six Feet Under' from Like A Storm brings out Gus DuBray into the arena with smoke behind him. He gets on his knees and he gets up and throws his hood back to the crowd. He goes to the ring and he goes up on the turnbuckle to look at the crowd that hates him.*

Rockwell: I'm a little surprised DuBray even showed up tonight.

Hood: The guy's really fallen apart, hasn't he? What a waste of a PPV debut.

Rockwell: I mean, we can always hope to see some of the potential he once showed, but as of now, my hopes aren't too high.

Minos: His opponent...

*The fans are buzzing, but soon turn to a mixed reaction as a voice begins to speak through the PA system.

"And the whole world loves it when you sing the blues... Da. Da.. Da. Da. Da.. Da...."

*The opening sounds of "Godspeed" by Don Trip begins to play as the lights inside of the arena turn a crimson hue color, soon the stage filling up with smoke. After about a minute of waiting, Duce Jones slowly emerge through the fog, mixed emotions coming from the crowd.

Minos: Making his way to the ring... standing 6'0" and weighing in at two hundred fifteen pounds... from Memphis, Tennessee... the former GCWA North American Champion... DUCE JONES!!

*Slowly making his way towards the ring, Jones ignores the cheers and jeers that the fans are giving, as he soon makes it to ringside. Climbing onto the apron, Duce goes to the corner to his right, climbing onto the second rope and peering out into the crowd. Finally done, he jumps over the top rope, landing inside of the ring and removes his hooded vest as he prepares for action. He steps to the outside, handing off the vest, while looking to the side.*

Rockwell: It's good to see Duce Jones in action again.

Hood: Yeah, I thought he'd be out on the protest line somewhere.

Rockwell: Duce knows the injustice that took place with that police officer. But for now, he's got to focus on taking Gus DuBray down.

Hood: I don't know that he needs that much focus.

*The Bell Rings.*

Rockwell: So what will...

Hood: Wow!

*As soon as the bell rang, Duce Jones charged at an unmoving DuBray, nailing him with the Krayzed Knee (Running Busaki Knee Strike)!!! DuBray crashes backwards, not moving for an entirely different reason this time. Duce gets back up, shaking his knee as he looks down at DuBray. He could probably pin him now, but Duce isn't satisfied. He reaches down, pulling the barely conscious DuBray up and lifting him onto his shoulders. He spims him around, landing the Final Tic 2.0 (Fireman's Carry into Single Knee Facebreaker)!!! DuBray's nose is bloody after that last strike, looking completely out of it. But Duce positions him once more, thes time locking him up and delivering the Duce of Clubs (Ripcord Headbutt & Knee Strikes)!! DuBray slumps to the ground, his brains completely rattled at this point. Duce finally takes pity by dropping on DuBray and making a cover... 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: Here is your winner... DUCE JONES!!

Hood: Damn! I thought it wouldn't be long, but Duce still surprised me!

Rockwell: With everything going on in the world right now, maybe he just wanted to hit something, Hood.

Hood: Well, he got his wish. We might need someone to cart DuBray out of here.

Rockwell: Duce definitely sent a message to Enforcer & Justice!

*Duce leaves the ring, not doing much celebrating as he departs. DuBray is quickly tended to by personnel.*

*The Thomas's are enjoying some much needed downtime with Leliana and are being visited (in their garden of course) by Lord Allton and Bill. Tank and Vincenzo? Allton has allowed them to have some downtime of their own accord whilst in Los Angeles. Lord Allton looks over at Leliana cooing in the shade of the Thomas's huge estate garden. He smiles.*

Lord Allton: She's beautiful, guys.

*Dylan and Lissandra both smile as they look over at their daughter. They obviously have to agree.*

Lord Allton: Guys, I'd like you to meet Bill. He's only just started working with me the past few months.

Dylan Thomas: Hey. I hope you're looking after Rob alright...

Bill: Oh yes... I -

*Allton interrupts while Lissandra checks a ping on her phone.*

Lord Allton: Bill and I...we've had our ups and we've had our downs, but I think we're at an understanding now. Right Billy?

*Bill nods and Allton waves a hand in dismissal. Lissandra begins to laugh.*

Dylan Thomas: What?

Lissandra Thomas: Oh my god... He's answered.

Dylan Thomas: Zybala?

*Lissandra shakes her head showing the phone to Lord Allton who smiles with a glint in his eye...*

*The camera fades.*

*We open again to a black screen and we hear Allton in voice over.*

Lord Allton: Bahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Aaron bloody Warthog.... SO my friend, you want a match with me, the Lord of Dashing, do you? Why? Just because I showed my face in your match and YOU lost your title match because YOU lost concentration? Look Aaron, it's not MY fault that you don't know how to concentrate! Any champion worth their bloody salt knows to concentrate on the job at hand....

*The screen pans to a hotel room where we see Allton staring at the camera with Vincenzo and Tank stood behind him with their arms folded. Allton clicks his fingers and Vincenzo produces tattered bits of cardboard. Allton tuts, shaking his head.*

Lord Allton: Recognise these, Aaron? These are the remains of your little outburst with the chainsaw just last week. You know... before coming back full time as a wrestler I worked at my local zoo where we also preached recycling! And this.... Well this is just quite despicable on your part isn't it? Vincenzo!

*Vincenzo walks off camera, disposing of the cardboard - presumably in a recycling bin. Moments later he's back standing behind Lord Allton.*

Lord Allton: Thank-you. Much better. Now then....Aaron... I see Lissandra Thomas got my message to you. I saw what you said about wanting me in a match but you might want to re-think your phrasing my good man. No-one wants to see you ‘coming' for anyone - especially for me. Do they boys?

*Allton looks behind him and Vincenzo and Tank both shake their heads. Allton smiles.*

Lord Allton: Joking aside, my Pumbaa named friend... To save all the cardboard in the world from your tyranny, I humbly accept your challenge. Name the time... name the place and I'll show you the error of your ways by challenging me. I may not be able to walk Warthog but that means nothing to me... don't think that because my legs don't work that you have an easy victory because I assure you... you won't. Hell, much like Uber-Man you won't even have a victory! But as for you pushing my wheelchair to the ring when you find me?

*Allton shakes his head dismissively.*

Lord Allton: This is an electric wheelchair of the TDX model - it has some of the heaviest batteries known to man operating it you stupid oaf. Anyway friend, the question is, Aaron: Which version of me will you get?

*Allton contorts his face into an evil grin and the screen begins to fizzle until PennyLord is there sitting in Lord Allton's place - evil stare and grin and all.*

PennyLord: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE.... Well now! That remains to be seen doesn't it?!

*PennyLord waves at the camera as the screen fades out.*

*We cut to a video of earlier in the day. We see a limo pull up in front of the GCWA Arena and stop. The back door opens and we see a well dressed Jonathan Barrows step out. He removes his sunglasses and stares next to the arena.*

Jonathan Barrows: What the hell???

*The camera follows the gaze of Barrows and sees a big green house right next to the arena. Barrows walks over to the new building and up to the front door. What the hell indeed? This wasn't here last week. Barrows' hand rests on the door handle, mulling over whether or not to enter the building. Curiosity wins out as Barrows pushes the handle and shoves the door open. The cameraman follows inside and we see a huge, beautiful garden. We see wildflowers and lilies and roses of every kind. Different species of birds are drinking the nectar from the flowers. There is even an artificial waterfall in the center of this beautiful scene. The water falls into a large pond where different types of fish swim about. Some flower petals have fallen to the water and gently rest on top of the water. To some, this scene looks very familiar. Barrows seems to know that he's seen this before, but where?? As Barrows looks around, trying to remember, he sees Zybala tending to some of the flowers. Barrows walks over to him. Zybala, hearing the footsteps, looks up and smiles at his boss.*

Zybala: Hi there, Mr. B.!

Jonathan Barrows: Mike. What is all of this?

Zybala: This? Why, it's the garden from OCW Survivor Island! I had it uprooted and transplanted here in this greenhouse.

Jonathan Barrows: How didn't I notice this? This greenhouse wasn't here last week!

Zybala: When you pay the right price, you can have miracles performed. I figured that this could be a place where some of the wrestlers can come here and collect their thoughts. Maybe relax and meditate. Maybe even bring someone for a nice walk and chat.

*Barrows ponders this for a moment before looking suspiciously at Zybala.*

Jonathan Barrows: Wasn't this called "The Garden of Betrayal" back during season 2??

*Zybala stands up and brushes himself off. He starts to walk, motioning for Barrows to follow. Curiosity getting the better of him, Barrows complies. Barrows notices an urn on a small pedestal. He glares at it as he recognizes it as the fake urn that Zybala used for the Final Four vote. Zybala plucks near by wildflower, smells it and holds it gently in his hand.*

Zybala: A few may have called it that. I like to think of it as a..... serenity garden of sorts. A place where one can center themselves. Find some clarity with dilemmas they're facing.

*Zybala then hands the flower over to Barrows, who takes it.*

Zybala: The only problem you might have is that this building is tapped into your arena's water and electrical lines.

Jonathan Barrows: You did what now?

Zybala: It will only add a small amount to your current bills. If it's a problem, I'm more than happy to take a percentage cut in my checks to cover the bill. Because, in the end, it's all about you and me getting PlayStation 5s....

*Barrows looks as if he wants to protest a little, but Zybala continues to walk as a bird lands on the champion's shoulder. We go back to our live feed.*

Rockwell: I was wondering why that greenhouse was outside.

Hood: What the fuck is Zybala up to? It can't be anything good...

Handicap Match
The Lost Soul (31-25-2) vs. Wrath of the Storm (Thunder & Lightning) (0-3)

Minos: The next contest is a Handicap match scheduled for one fall... introducing first... weighing a combined 420 lbs... here are Thunder & Lightning... Wrath of the Storm!!

*"Riding The Storm Out" by REO Speedwagon begins to play. Thunder appears on the entryway first, letting out a loud yell that echoes throughout the arena. Lightning comes walking out behind him, scooting his feet to generate more energy. He moves his fingers to show a spark (nothing is seen). The two men strike a pose together before heading to the ring.*

Rockwell: Thunder and Lightning took a beating last week from The Empty. Now they try another Handicap match, hoping for better results.

Hood: I know they're about to lose their squatter's nest and all, but they're not going to make enough money here to make up for it.

Rockwell: Even if they win?

Hood: Wouldn't they split the money either way? They should have just wrestled in two singles matches, they'd get more funds...

Minos: Their opponent... standing 6'3" and weighing 235 lbs... from Parts Unknown... here is The Lost Soul!!

*The theme to Halloween plays as the lights dim. A spotlight shines on the entrance way as TLS appears. The crowd brings out their phones and turns on their flashlight apps as he makes his way methodically to the ring.*

Hood: I still don't understand The Lost Soul's logic tonight. He's fighting in a Handicap match just to get a chance at being a special referee?

Rockwell: It's an interesting choice. He's trying to save his Golden Opportunity Contract for later on, but the powers in charge want to see it in play.

Hood: Probably to give it to someone else to use!

Rockwell: Maybe. Either way, if TLS can win a Handicap match tonight, he can hang onto that contract. Otherwise, he has to make an immediate decision tonight.

*The Bell Rings.*

Rockwell: We'll see if Wrath of the Storm can do any better this week.

Hood: At the very least, they're being a little more cautious.

*The Lost Soul is waiting near the center for one of the two wrestlers to come to meet him. Thunder and Lightning seem to be doing a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors. Paper wins over Rock, so Lightning turns towards The Lost Soul with a grin and starts towards him, scooting his feet as he does so. He reaches out, wanting a handshake, as well as wanting to pass on the Shock. He's asking the wrong person, though, as The Lost Soul catches him with an uppercut, sending Lightning falling backwards to the canvas! Thunder looks stunned, yelling at TLS for his lack of sportsmanship. The Lost Soul doesn't care, reaching down and getting Lightning up. He gives Lightning a kick to the gut followed by a DDT, planting the wrestler on the canvas for the pin... 1... 2.. and Thunder is already in the ring, stomping on The Lost Soul's back! He kicks away, ignoring the referee's orders to stop, wanting to defend his brother. Lightning rolls to the side, trying to recover, as Thunder keeps up his assault.*

Hood: Here's the danger of a Handicap match!

Rockwell: Get him out of the ring, ref!

Hood: Hey, it's a Handicap match, you can't expect him just to stand there and watch his brother get attacked...

*Thunder pulls The Lost Soul up, grabbing at his arms and turning to his brother, ordering Lightning to get some shots in. Lighting approaches... and both men stop as they hear "Whatever It Takes" by Imagine Dragons begin to play! The fans turn to the entryway, with the women in the audience losing their shit as the "Sexiest Man On The Earth" PerZag walks out from the back!! The North American Champion heads down towards the ring, looking ready for a fight! However, he stops right at the ropes, smirking at the confused Lightning. He stands there, watching, even as Lightning finally turns back around to go at The Lost Soul. However, the hesitation proved costly, as Thunder has already been taken down by a Russian leg sweep from TLS! Lightning tries to charge, but TLS ducks under it, then catches Lightning when he turns around, landing a snap neckbreaker! Lightning hits hard, groaning as he holds his injured neck. The Lost Soul sits up, looking out at PerZag, who appears to be applauding for him.*

Hood: Wow, look at what a great guy PerZag is! He's here supporting his friend!

Rockwell: Somehow I think PerZag might have alterior motives, Hood. After all, if TLS wins here, he'll be the referee in PerZag's match with The Empty!

Hood: So what, are you saying that PerZag would use his friendship to help him at Crescendo?

Rockwell: I wouldn't put it past him.

Hood: I thought that's what friends were for?

*The Lost Soul has Lightning back up now, whipping him towards the ropes. He sets for a dropkick, but has to change direction as Thunder is coming at him again. TLS dodges an attack and jumps, giving Thunder the dropkick in the back to knock him into the ropes. The Lost Soul gets up, but Lightning rushes in, leaping into him with a Thesz press!! Lightning gets on top, punching away, as the referee moves to order him to stop with the closed fists. In the meantime, Thunder gets himself back up, shaking his head. But he's then yanked backwards as PerZag grabs him from behind, dropping him backwards neck-first on the top rope as he jumps off the apron!!! Thunder rebounds forward, crashing hard to the mat. Lightning, seeing this, gets up and angrily steps to that side of the ring, where PerZag is trying to act like he's just been calmly watching the match. The distraction works, as Lightning's suddenly yanked down from behind by The Lost Soul... 1... 2... but Lightning manages to kick out!*

Rockwell: That was blatant interference!

Hood: And all without the ref seeing it! PerZag's one of the best going in the GCWA, isn't he?

Rockwell: I don't know that TLS would appreciate getting helped out like that...

*Lightning tries to fight back, swinging wildly at The Lost Soul, but he misses by a mile. The Lost Soul capitalizes, getting a solid shot to the chin to stun the man. He then lifts Lightning up, scoring the Soulbuster (Brainbuster)!!! Lightning's out of the fight, even as Thunder tries to recover himself. Seeing Thunder pulling himself up, The Lost Soul comes in from behind, yanking Thunder backwards onto his knee with a backbreaker variation!! Thunder topples off the knee to the mat, hurting badly from that one. Seeing that Lightning is still down, The Lost Soul turns back to Thunder and gets him in position. He goes off the ropes and comes back, jumping into running Souled Out (Somersault Leg Drop)!!! Thunder's head takes the brunt of the hit, knocking him cold, as The Lost Soul gets back to his feet. He turns to Lightning...*

"I wanna be Jekyll but I'm always fucking Hyde!"

*The crowd jumps and turns as The Reason appears, coming out onto the stage! He's grinning as he looks towards the ring, clearly enjoying what he's seeing. PerZag, seeing him, looks around quickly, making sure that The Empty isn't closing in. The Lost Soul has the same thought, preparing himself, but The Empty is nowhere in sight. The Reason continues to stand there, waiting, an ominous presence.*

Rockwell: The Reason has brought this match to a standstill!

Hood: I don't like it, Adrian! Wherever The Reason is, The Empty is sure to follow!

*PerZag has the GCWA North American Title in his hands now, preparing himself for an assault. He's facing the aisleway now, waiting, even as The Lost Soul turns back to the action... and Lightning charges at him, catching him with the Lightning Bolt (Clothesline and Elbow Drop)!!! Lightning looks just as surprised as anyone else that he's landed his finisher, staring at the referee for a moment before finally remembering that he has to make the cover... 1.... 2.... 3, NO!!!! The Lost Soul kicks out!! Lightning can't believe it, begging to the referee to count faster. He covers again... 1... 2... and The Lost Soul kicks out even quicker! Lightning shouts to his brother, and Thunder staggers over to him, barely having the energy to do anything other than put his hands on Lightning's back for another cover... 1... 2... and The Lost Soul simply won't stay down!!*

Rockwell: For a moment, I thought for sure Lightning had gotten a second victory!

Hood: That would go up there with Barry's victory over Mike Zybala!

Rockwell: You just can't stop bringing that up, can you?

Hood: It was a great moment!

*The Reason is laughing, perfectly content with what's going on. PerZag is now pacing on the edge of the ring, wanting to get involved but not seeing any way in at this point. Lightning drops another elbow onto The Lost Soul, then moves to the side, calling for Thunder to go for his own finisher, Rolling Thunder (Forward roll into splash)! Thunder, though dazed, decides to give it a try. He manages the roll, but as Thunder jumps for the splash, The Lost Soul lifts his knees up, getting them underneath the man!! Thunder, gasping for air, falls to the side, as Lightning immediately comes back in. He goes for a third elbow drop, but misses, as The Lost Soul rolls away from it! Lightning cradles his arm from the miss, turning back towards the rising TLS. Lightning doesn't understand how he's even standing. He rushes at him... but TLS gives him a kick and lifts, landing another Soulbuster!!! Lightning's out, as TLS gets up quickly enough to get in position. With PerZag cheering him on, The Lost Soul flips into another Souled Out before making the pin... 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: Here is your winner... The Lost Soul!!

Rockwell: We have ourselves a special referee!

Hood: I just hope TLS remembers what PerZag was willing to do for him!

Rockwell: It was touch and go, especially after The Reason's interruption, but The Lost Soul gets the Handicap victory here tonight so he can decide his own destiny!

*The Lost Soul has taken a knee in the ring, taking a moment to pull himself back together. PerZag is up on the apron now, stepping through the ropes. He goes over to TLS to congratulate him, wanting to pat him on the back, but TLS steps away from him instead. PerZag, raising an eyebrow, waits for TLS to recover. He talks to him, apparently pointing out The Reason as the actual threat. The Lost Soul doesn't react, still not reacting to PerZag. In the meantime, The Reason has stepped a little further down the ramp. He starts to laugh, which catches the attention of both men in the ring. After a few seconds, The Reason raises a hand to the back, as if summoning something. The Empty steps through the curtain, with the monster immediately walking down toward The Reason. The two forces head for the ring, as PerZag grabs his championship tightly once again.*

Hood: The Empty WAS here!!

Rockwell: The Reason finally called to him, and now we're facing imminent destruction!

Hood: Should we run? I think we should run...

*The Empty climbs up on the apron and enters the ring, intent on taking out his target. PerZag raises the belt, ready to go. The Lost Soul gets between them, though, raising up his hands to both men as if he's already the referee! He tells them both to back down, but The Empty doesn't listen, as he grabs The Lost Soul around the throat!! TLS fights to get free, striking at the huge hands around his larynx. PerZag, seeing this, moves off to the side, as if leaving. But he was just getting in a better position as he charges forward, swinging the gold!! However, The Reason is already shouting a warning, and The Empty spins... causing PerZag to hit The Lost Soul instead!!!! TLS falls to the side, stunned, as PerZag looks down at him, a bit horrified. He looks up again as The Empty grabs him, nailing PerZag with a right hand!*

Rockwell: PerZag took out The Lost Soul!

Hood: He didn't mean it! It's all The Reason's fault!

Rockwell: Either way, it looks like PerZag's all on his own now!

*The Empty has PerZag in the corner now, choking him out. But PerZag throws a desperation low kick that causes The Empty to release him, as nobody can ignore a hit to that area. PerZag then starts striking back, punching away at The Empty to try and slow him down. The Empty fires back, though, as the two men keep fighting. The Lost Soul, meanwhile, has sat up, holding his head from where the glancing shot hit earlier. He looks at both men, shakes his head as if to say it's on them, and rolls out of the ring. He heads up the aisle, walking past The Reason, leaving the two men to fight it out.*

Hood: Wait, TLS! PerZag might need your help!

Rockwell: I don't think TLS is in any mood to have an ally right now, Hood...

Hood: Then we need more security, or else we might not have a match next week!

*As if cued by Hood's statements, GCWA security can be seen heading to the ring, to the boos of the crowd. In the ring, a few have already entered, only to be smashed back by The Empty. PerZag jumps onto The Empty's back, applying a sleeper hold, as The Empty works to get him loose. More security pours in, trying to break things up. The Lost Soul doesn't even stop as he reaches the entryway, disappearing from sight. We fade out.*

*The scene fades to black, and comes back on with white lettering scrolling across the screen:*

FILMED EARLIER THIS WEEK, ON LOCATION...

*The scene opens to Chad Vargas' fine drinking establishment on the outskirts of Knoxville, Tennessee - affectionately dubbed - THE GLORY HOLE. The trusty manager, Clint is behind the bar slinging drinks to his patrons. Looks to be a full house amid the COVID-19 false narrative people are going with these days. The motion detector dings as the front door opens, in walks Treat Cassidy, Vargas' loyal agent and confidant. Treat waves to Clint, who gives him a friendly nod. The door dings again, and in walks MACK O'CONNOR. Following behind Treat Cassidy, who is Mack's agent as well. Mack nods at the group of people at the table as he walks by them, headed for the bar, behind Cassidy. Cassidy takes a seat at the end of the bar, O'Connor follows. Clint looks up from wiping up a screwdriver for Mattress Mary, he looks taken aback by the fact that the GCWA World Heavyweight champion just walked into a bar owned by the GCWA World Heavyweight champion #1 contender, set to do battle next week at Crescendo.*

Clint: Treat. How do we do? O'Connor. Nice to meet you.

*O'Connor nods forcing a quick smile, as if to say 'yeah whatever' as he takes a seat at the bar next to Cassidy. O'Connor looks around at the bar, getting a feel for his surroundings. You can tell he is less than impressed. It is amazed that Mack O'Connor is actually IN Tennessee. He eyes all of the memorabilia adorned to the wall behind the bar. All kinds of replica championship belts and photographs and other collectibles. The camera zooms in on a photograph of Chad Vargas and Mack O'Connor with their arms around one another in an EMF ring back in 2010. Mack smirks, shaking his head at the memories of the absolute shitshow that was EMF.*

Mack O'Connor: It's like a shrine. I wouldn't expect anything less.

*Clint turns his head, looking back at Vargas' memorabilia.*

Clint: Got alot of time in, might as well display your career, eh?

*Mack laughs.*

Mack O'Connor: Something like that.

Clint: So what'll y'all have? Got a special on rum and cokes. Best fuckin' god damned R&C you'll ever have!

Mack O'Connor: Uh huh.

*Mack strokes at his chin, contemplating what he wants at this dive bar that is owned by one of his longtime frenemies.*

Treat Cassidy: I'll take a cosmo, Clint.

*Clint and Mack make eye contact, and laugh on the inside at Cassidy's drink selection. Mack shakes his head. Almost laughing, Clint obligues.*

Clint: Treat Cassidy Special. Got it.

*Clint starts working on Cassidy's drink.*

Mack O'Connor: Let me get a Wolf.

Clint: Oooh. Sorry, Mack. We ain't got no Golden Road.

*Mack shakes his head, almost knowing that was going to happen. He shrugs.*

Mack O'Connor: Jameson. Bring the bottle.

*Clint nods, and reaches under the counter and retrieves a bottle of Jameson and slides it over to Mack. He finishes up the cosmo and hands it to Cassidy. They both take a swig off their drinks, the door to the office flies open and out walks CHAD VARGAS. He walks behind the bar beside Clint, who leaves to serve other patrons. Vargas looks directly at Mack, who both of them make eye contact.*

Chad Vargas: Mack.

Mack O'Connor: Vargas.

Chad Vargas: Pumped up for our match, or what?

Mack O'Connor: Pumped to win it.

Chad Vargas: Except you won't.

*Suddenly, the tension in the room ratcheted up to level 10 out of nowhere. The two pro wrestling giants eye one another up and down. Cassidy just sips on his drink, from a straw, of course.*

Chad Vargas: What do you think of the place?

*Mack smirks.*

Mack O'Connor: What? The bar or the state?

Chad Vargas: Both.

Mack O'Connor: Bar doesn't fully suck, I've been to worse, but I've been to a hell of alot better.

Chad Vargas: Oh yeah?

Mack O'Connor: Tennessee has been interesting. I'll be honest, I will likely never be back. I see alot of inbred in every corner.

Chad Vargas: Is that a fact?

Mack O'Connor: I'll tell you one thing, the south will NEVER rise.

*Out of nowhere, Vargas rages as he leans over the bar to grab Mack's throat, Mack jumps up off the bar stool and puts his fists up, ready to throw down. Cassidy is shocked, things just went from 0-100 out of nowhere. Cassidy gets up and puts his arms in between his two clients.*

Treat Cassidy: Guys... Save it. C'mon.

*All eyes are on the two GOLIATHS as they stare each other down, awaiting the next move. Mattress Mary bites her lip, clearly turned on by Mack O'Connor's manliness.*

Treat Cassidy: He didn't mean it.

Mack O'Connor: Of course I did.

Treat Cassidy: Chad, he didn't. It's all in good fun.

Chad Vargas: Shut up Treat.

Mack O'Connor: Yeah, Treat. Shut the fuck up.

*The tension at the bar is so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Everyone is awaiting the potential fight. Mack O'Connor would be outnumbered, he is in VARGAS COUNTRY after all. Cassidy tries to keep the peace, but it looks like a fight is brewing, as they stare one another down, fists ready to throw. The scene slowly fades out...*

Rockwell: This is going to be one helluva match up! Two heavyweights going to battle for GCWA's ultimate prize.

Hood: It's Vargas' time!

Rockwell: Mack isn't one to sleep on.

Hood: Yeah, but he fucked up! He literally backed up and took a steaming shit onto the state of Tennessee and the south as a whole!

Singles Match
Barry (1-0) vs. Uber Man (0-0)

*Belvedere and Mitch make their way to the ring and you know what that means! Another amusing Outsiders match. Zybala runs out from the back and once again joins Rockwell, but Hood hasn't left the table. Zybala looks at Hood as he puts on a headset.*

Zybala: Welcome to another Outsiders match! I'm Mike Zybala, joined again by Adrian Rockwell, and apparently Hood. What's up Hood? You usually hate Outsiders, and I KNOW you hate Uber-Man.

Hood: But I love Barry! There is no way I'm missing him beating your buddy. He beat you and he'll beat Uber!

Rockwell: Gentlemen! A little decorum, please. Belvedere is about to start.

Zybala: Talk to Hood.

Hood: I'm just saying, Go Barry!

*As Zybala and Hood continue to bicker, Belvedere does his thing.*

Belvedere: The following Outsiders match is scheduled for one fall!

Fans: ONE FALL!

Belvedere: Introducing first! He stands at 5 foot 6 inches and weighs in tonight at 150 pounds! He is the "Undefeated" Barry!!

*The fans cheer as "Oh Yeah!" by Green Day begins to play, starting at "I am a kid of a bad education, the shooting star of a lowered expectation". Barry steps out from behind the curtain with his arms raised! A few fans start chanting "BAAAR-RY!! BAAAR-RY!" but it doesn't catch on.*

Hood: There he is! The man! The legend! The guy who should be X-Division champion!

Zybala: The title wasn't on the line.

Hood: It should've been!

Rockwell: Come on, guys.....

*Barry makes his way to the ring, still looking in awe of the crowd in the GCWA Arena. He enters the ring carefully, but is able to step through without injury. He smiles and climbs the turnbuckle, only getting up one rung before deciding that's enough and raising a shaking hand in the air. The Green Day song stops and the lights dim a little bit.*

Belvedere: And his opponent.... His secret lair is in Rancho Cucamonga, California. Weighing at 190 pounds of justice, he is your Outsiders World Champion!! He is The Uber-Man!!!

*"Hero" by Nickleback plays as the fans explode with cheers!! They've become numb to Nickleback. The Uber Man comes out in his hero costume and holds his Outsiders Title high for all to see. He strikes a superhero pose before heading down the ramp. He high fives fans on his way ringside and slides under the ropes. Uber-Man jumps to his feet and strikes another pose with his title held high! He looks Barry up and down with confidence on his masked face. Belvedere exits the ring as Uber-Man hands his title to a ringside crew member. Mitch checks both wrestlers and calls for the bell.*

Zybala: Here we go folks! Another action filled Outsiders match under way!

Hood: Go Barry!

Rockwell: Barry should be considered for some title shot if he wins tonight.

Zybala: It would be impressive.

*Uber-Man and Barry shake hands and go to lock up. Uber clearly has the upper hand as he pushes Barry backwards into the corner. Barry is trying to wiggle out as Mitch starts a 5 count. Uber releases Barry and backs up. Barry walks out and motions to lock up again. Uber-Man complies and the collar and elbow happens again. The result is the same with Barry getting forced into the corner. Uber-Man breaks the hold and backs up. Barry practically runs over to Uber and locks up with him a third time. Once again, Uber-Man pushes Barry into the corner. He releases the hold and gives Barry a chop on the chest before backing away. Barry starts to get frustrated and glares at Uber.*

Rockwell: Barry is looking a little flustered.

Hood: Wouldn't you if you were being made a fool of by this costumed goof?? Barry beat Zybala for fuck sake! Uber-Man should be easy pickings!

Zybala: Awfully cocky for a guy with no ring experience...

Hood: Hey, I just calls 'em how I sees 'em.

*Barry charges at Uber-Man, only to be hip tossed by the Outsiders Champion. Barry cries out in pain as he crashes to the mat, but he isn't there long. Uber drags Barry to his feet and lifts the Undefeated One up before dropping him with The Uber Crush (World's Strongest Slam)!!! Barry is out cold. Uber looks down at his opponent and considers pinning him, then looks at the top rope. He nods to himself, grabs Barry and positions him in front of the turnbuckle. Uber-Man then starts his climb to the top; much to the approval of the fans.*

Zybala: Uber looks like he wants to end this with the Uber Crush. Barry is in trouble.

Hood: NO! THE LEGEND CAN'T END LIKE THIS!

*Uber-Man flies off the top top with a swanton and crashes on top of Barry. Uber-Man grabs his back as he slowly gets up. He goes to pin Barry, but notices someone at the top of the ramp! The fans boo as they follow Uber's gaze and see Lord Allton at the entrance way.*

Rockwell: Another distraction from Allton for an Outsiders match.

Hood: Are you kidding?! The Lord of Dashing just made this shit show of a match a billion times better!

Zybala: Ignore him, Uber! It's a trap!!

*Unfortunately, Uber-Man doesn't hear Zybala. Instead of pinning Barry, Uber-Man stands up and glares at Allton. Allton tries to look innocent as he raises a microphone to his face.*

Lord Allton: Easy there, Uber-Lad, easy. I know things have been.... hostile between us, to say the least. I wanted to extend a hand of friendship before our championship match. So I took it upon myself to do something you've been trying to do for years. After extensive research and searching, I've done it! I found your mother! She's here! Shall we bring her out??

*Uber-Man nods excitedly! He's actually crying with happiness! He's waited for this moment for so long! No more of taking care of Aunt April when she's had too much orange juice. No more wondering about his mom. Finally, he'll get the love of a parent! Uber-Man yells at Allton to bring her out. Allton motions for the curtain and "Here Kitty Kitty" plays over the speakers as a familiar, evil blonde lady comes walking out next to Allton. She is adorned in tiger themed clothing. The fans boo heavily. Allton laughs evilly as Uber-Man is shaking his head no!*

Lord Allton: Uber! She is your mother!!

Uber-Man: No! It isn't true! That's impossible!!

*Uber-Man recoils backwards in horror and disgust. He's so focused on the stage that he doesn't notice that Barry has awakened!! With his opponent distracted, Barry hits Uber-Man with the most devastating move in all of wrestling: the surprise roll up!!! Mitch makes the count!*

Mitch: 1........2........3!!!!!!!

Belvedere: Here is your winner: BARRY!

*Barry hops up and starts celebrating his win. That's two champions he's beat! He's on cloud nine! Uber is sitting in the ring, sobbing his eyes out over who he thinks might be his mother.*

Hood: This is amazing! Barry is unstoppable!

Rockwell: To be fair; he does owe his success to the interference of Allton.

Hood: Yeah. Too bad there aren't any asterisks in the record books. How does that feel, Zybala!?! Your champion got beat!!

*Zybala doesn't answer. He angrily throws his headset on the table, storming off and yelling about "That bitch, Carole Baskins!" Barry is still celebrating in the ring as Green Day plays over the speakers.*

*We return to a shot of the greenhouse that Zybala had brought next to the GCWA Arena. Jonathan Barrows is seen, standing near the waterfall. He looks rather serene in the setting, something you don't see often from the co-owner of the GCWA. Leaves shift nearby, and Jonathan turns to Ed Houston stepping through to where he is.*

Ed Houston: This is insane!

Jonathan Barrows: I know, right? Zybala may have outdone himself here...

Ed Houston: So, you asked for me to meet you here?

Jonathan Barrows: I did, yes. Walk with me, will you?

*Jonathan starts moving down the little trail around the greenhouse. It doesn't actually go very far around. Houston looks suspicious, as he knows full well what "The Garden of Betrayal" has been used for in the past. But with nothing better to do, he walks next to Barrows through the garden.*

Jonathan Barrows: It's really a shame about Crescendo. I was looking forward to seeing you take care of our mutual Tony Savage problem. But it appears the man has removed himself from our paths. My apologies to you for not having your chance to get your hands on him.

Ed Houston: I would have loved to take Savage on, and if he ever comes back, I'll be the first one to step up to meet him.

Jonathan Barrows: I know you would, Mr. Houston. I know. But now we need to talk about your future. Right now, you don't seem to have a place on our wrestling card.

*Houston says nothing, not revealing any of the thoughts that might be going through his head.*

Jonathan Barrows: I know we haven't been best friends or anything, Ed, can I call you Ed? We've had our issues in the past. But I AM trying to turn over a new leaf. I have been working with Zybala more, and I see how it can be better to work WITH our stars instead of AGAINST them.

Ed Houston: Sounds like a good attitude to have.

Jonathan Barrows: And I want to work WITH you, Ed. So here is what I'm proposing for Crescendo. We have an opening for a Golden Opportunity, and I'd like you to be the one to take it.

Ed Houston: Just like that? No twist or catch?

Jonathan Barrows: Well, I'm not saying I'll just hand you the contract, of course. That's not the way they work.

Ed Houston: I didn't think so. Who are we talking about then? Bifford?

Jonathan Barrows: Hah! Like I'd give Bifford another title opportunity...

*Jonathan stops, realizing how this doesn't go with his supposed "new" attitude of working with the talent. Houston just smiles at him, as Jonathan clears his throat.*

Jonathan Barrows: What I mean to say is... I found a much more suitable match-up for you.

*They've reached the doorway to the greenhouse, and Jonathan reaches out to grab the handle. He swings it open, to show the rather large wrestler standing there.*

*Langston and Houston lock eyes, staring each other down, as Jonathan nods to them.*

Jonathan Barrows: I don't know if you two knew each other very well in OCW. You met in that Face of OCW match, didn't you? That Langston won? Well, my money's on you now, Ed. I expect you to be the winner next Sunday.

*Jonathan pats Houston on the shoulder and turns away, heading out of the greenhouse. Langston lets him past, then turns back to Houston. The two men continue to stare at each other until we switch back to ringside.*

Rockwell: Wow! Vincent Langston is back!

Hood: I didn't expect that!

Rockwell: The garden is already paying dividends! We've got a new match for Crescendo!

Tag-Team Match
The Danger Boiz (Dangerous Dan & Crazy Chris) (9-7) vs. Sports Entertainment Xtreme (Terry Marshall & Space Lord) (0-0)

Minos: The next contest is a Tag-Team match scheduled for one fall... coming into the arena... weighing a combined 596 lbs... here are "Thundering" Terry Marshall and Space Lord... Sports Entertainment Xtreme!!!

*"Space Lord" by Monster Magnet plays, bringing out Space Lord. He runs towards the ring like Tax from the Looney Tunes. Behind him comes Terry Marshall, coming to the ring like the veteran wrestler he is.*

Rockwell: We've had some wild wrestlers in this company... but a Space Lord who is here to challenge Earth's greatest wrestlers?

Hood: Yeah, that guy's pretty far out there. But I did love their promo from the top of the arena, even if Marshall was terrified of heights.

Rockwell: I don't know what else to expect from these guys, but I'm thinking it's going to be a pretty crazy ride...

Minos: Their opponents... weighing a combined 453 lbs... they are both GCWA Hall of Famers... here are Dangerous Dan and Crazy Chris... The Danger Boiz!!!

*The lights go out as a strobe of red and blue begin flashing across the arena:

"I was born in a thunderstorm
I grew up overnight
I played alone
I played on my own
but I survived"

*Dangerous Dan and Crazy Chris emerge onto the stage area staring out into the crowd.*

"I wanted everything I never had
Like the love that comes with life
I wore envy and I hated it
But I survived"

*The wrestlers begin making their way towards the ring, embracing the fans, but keeping their emotions in check.*

"I had a one way ticket to a place where all the demons go
Where the wind don't change
And nothing in the ground can ever grow
No hope, just lies
And you're taught to cry in your pillow
But I survived"

*Dan now climbs the steps and heads up to the turnbuckle, with Chris going up on the other side. Dan points to the crowd, and lip syncs "I'm still breathing..." from his theme song lyrics. Dan and Chris slowly climb down the turnbuckle and stand in the middle of the ring, as the lights dim and a spotlight shines on them. Dan falls to his knees with Chris behind him as the lyrics from his song blasts over the PA:*

"I'm ALIVE...I'm ALIVE...I'm ALIIIIIIIIIIIVE!"

*The spotlight fades out as Dan stands to his feet, with Chris looking confident next to him. They head to the corner waiting for the match to start.*

Rockwell: No one's more excited about the return of the Tag-Team Division than The Danger Boiz.

Hood: Yeah, it was the division that helped make them famous.

Rockwell: Of course, they're facing a unique challenge tonight in Sports Entertainment Xtreme.

Hood: That's an understatement...

*The Bell Rings.*

Rockwell: Hall of Famers vs. Space Cases! Who will win?

Hood: I just want to root for S.E.X., just because...

Rockwell: It's fun for you to say?

Hood: Hell yeah...

*Space Lord appears almost uncontrollable at the moment, anxious to get started. Marshall is talking to him, though, trying to convince him to let Marshall start the match. Dangerous Dan is already waiting for whoever he's going to face. Reluctantly, Space Lord goes with the experience of Marshall, stepping to the corner and grabbing the tag rope as if wanting to rip it out from the post. Marshall goes to Dan, locking up with him. The two struggle, with Marshall using his size advantage to get Dan into the corner. The ref calls for the break, with Marshall doing so, stepping back. He calls Dan on, wanting to do this old school. Dan obliges, with Marshall turning him around to put in a headlock. Dan tries to push him to the ropes, but Marshall drops to a knee to stop their momentum, cranking on the head. He brings Dan back up, continuing to put pressure around his head as Dan fights to get himself free.*

Rockwell: From what I've heard, Marshall was retired until Space Lord crash landed on his property. Now Marshall's giving the business one more chance.

Hood: What a story! Obviously fake, but still...

Rockwell: You don't believe in UFO's, Hood?

Hood: Of course not!

Rockwell: Didn't the US Government just confirm them not long ago?

Hood: Oh yeah... I forgot about that, after all the Corona Virus, riots, Tiger King...

*Marshall shoots Dangerous Dan into the ropes, going for the big boot as he returns. But Dan does a baseball slide to go underneath it, ending up on the other side of Marshall. As the larger wrestler turns, Dan pops up with a flipping dropkick, knocking Marshall backwards. Dan gets right back to his feet and rushes forward, jumping up to grab Marshall by the head for a bulldog! But Marshall doesn't go down, instead lifting Dan up and tossing him over the top rope! Dan manages to land on the apron, though, hanging onto the rope. Crazy Chris reaches over, tagging himself in, as Dan springs himself upwards and into the ring with a crossbody! Marshall catches him, hanging on, but Crazy Chris comes flying after his brother, getting a missile dropkick that knocks Marshall onto his back! As Dan rolls away, Chris jumps to his feet and goes to the ropes, springboarding off of them with a moonsault variation to land perfectly on Marshall for the pin attempt... 1... 2... but Marshall pushes him off, keeping the match going.*

Rockwell: The Danger Boiz still have their skills even after so many years with the company.

Hood: I keep waiting for one of them to break their hip or something, the way they jump around...

Rockwell: They're not THAT old. It just feels that way, since they got an early start in the business.

Hood: Hmmm, that's a good line. I'm going to use that one the next time someone says I've been around too long...

*Crazy Chris brings Marshall back up, tagging back in Dangerous Dan. The two brothers shoot Marshall to the ropes, prepping to back body drop him. Both react, though, when Marshall comes back with a double clothesline attempt, ducking under it. As Marshall returns, Chris and Dan hop with a double knee shot, knocking Marshall back down! Dan turns and goes to the turnbuckle, climbing up quickly and leaping off immediately with a flying elbow drop, landing it on top of Marshall! He makes the cover... 1... 2... and Marshall kicks out again. Dan, knowing to keep the tags going, turns and brings Crazy Chris back in. Dan holds Marshall up as Chris climbs the turnbuckle, leaping off with a double axehandle. But Marshall spins himself around, causing Dan and Chris to collide instead!! The brothers roll away from each other, hurting, as Marshall stumbles away, going to his side of the ring. An incensed Space Lord reaches out, getting the hot tag! He looks like he could go wild at any moment as he leaps through the ropes!*

Rockwell: Space Lord enters the ring for the first time!

Hood: I'm both excited and terrified!

*Pumping himself up, Space Lord starts to run against the ropes, coming back and hitting Crazy Chris with a shoulder tackle! He gets up and hits the ropes again, this time nailing Dangerous Dan with a shoulder tackle, sending Dan falling out of the ring! Fired up, Space Lord races at Crazy Chris again, this time connecting with a clothesline. He continues running, coming back with a splash onto Chris for the pinfall... 1... 2... but Crazy Chris kicks out! Space Lord gets up immediately, looking glad that the match isn't over yet. He pulls Crazy Chris up, lifting him into the air and applying a bearhug! Crazy Chris fights against it, trying to use his arms to pry himself free, but Space Lord's grip is on tight as he flings Chris back and forth like a rag doll. The referee slips in, checking on Crazy Chris, who is immediately shaking his head no. Space Lord strains his arms, trying to apply as much pressure as he can.*

Rockwell: He may be a little out there, but Space Lord is a serious wrestling threat!

Hood: I thought for sure this was another Outsiders trick...

Rockwell: I could see Space Lord in Outsiders, but right now, he's a force in the GCWA!

* Crazy Chris appears to be weakening, his head rolling to the side as Space Lord continues to apply the pressure. Space Lord lets out a yell of pleasure and throws Chris down, thinking that he's got this about won. That's when Dangerous Dan comes flying back in with the ENDDING to Remember (Springboard Diving DDT)!!!! Space Lord is down, as Dangerous Dan pulls himself up and is immediately met by "Thundering" Terry Marshall! The two men start slugging it out, as the referee tries to get both men to get out of the ring. It isn't working, as the ref gets knocked backwards by the fierce fight between Marshall and Dan! In the meanwhile, Space Lord is starting to get up, looking a little dazed. He turns, right into Crazy Chris, who picks him up and lands Crazy Days (TKO Facebreaker)!!! An exhausted Chris puts his arm over Space Lord, waiting as the referee manages to get himself up. The ref finally glances the right direction and comes over, making the count... 1... 2.. and Space Lord pushes Crazy Chris off of him!*

Rockwell: A near fall for the Danger Boiz!

Hood: Thanks to an illegal move from Dangerous Dan! He shouldn't have been in the ring!

Rockwell: Rockwell: That happens all the time in tag-team matches...

Hood: Well, it's always illegal... except when The A-List does it...

*With Space Lord still down, Crazy Chris heads towards the turnbuckle, thinking about a high-risk maneuver. He never makes it, as Terry Marshall comes running in from the side, hitting a running forearm to the head! Chris drops to his knees, as Marshall works to take in oxygen, having not had a competitive fight like this in a while. He starts to straighten up, but here comes Dangerous Dan again, grabbing Marshall by the head and landing a Twist of Fate!! Marshall rolls away, as Dangerous Dan quickly goes to drag Crazy Chris over to the corner. He tags himself in and gets up, going over to Space Lord, who's finally starting to rise. Dan steps in towards him, going for The ENDD Is Near (Superkick)!! But Space Lord blocks the kick, stepping in to pick Dangerous Dan off the ground and slam him down with the Space Race (Running Powerslam)!!! The fans cheer the move, while the pin is made... 1... 2... Dan kicks out! Space Lord gets up, moving to the side, preparing for the Big Bang (Spear)!*

Rockwell: This could end it!

Hood: That's usually Dangerous Dan's line!

Rockwell: If he doesn't move, it's over for him!

*Dangerous Dan pulls himself up using the ropes, holding his side tightly. He turns back as Space Lord charges in... but Crazy Chris flies in OVER Dangerous Dan, taking Space Lord down with a Meteora!! Space Lord's hurt, not expecting an attack from above, at least not here on Earth. Crazy Chris gets up, but Marshall is there to greet him, taking Crazy Chris down and out with Thunder Struck (Spinning Polish Hammer)!!! The move sends Chris flying, with him ending up outside the ring! Marshall turns to Dangerous Dan, sizing him up as well. He goes for a second Thunder Struck, but Dangerous Dan avoids it, then kicks Marshall in the gut! He locks Marshall up and drops him with the ENDD of an Era (Dirty Deeds)!!! Dangerous Dan gets up, giving a powerful yell to the audience as he builds up some energy. He turns around... and Space Lord crashes into him with the Big Bang!!!!! Dan crashes down onto his back, with Space Lord landing on top for the cover... 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: Here are your winners... "Thundering" Terry Marshall and Space Lord... Sports Entertainment Xtreme!!

Rockwell: An amazing debut for these guys, as they get the victory!

Hood: I guess I can't make fun of them anymore... wait, of course I can still make fun of them! That's part of the job!

Rockwell: If you say so, but I wouldn't do it with Space Lord close enough to hear you...

Hood: Fair enough. I do applaud them on the win, as they just moved themselves up the tag-team rankings with this one.

Rockwell: An impressive victory, which will surely help them in the near future!

*Marshall and Space Lord both celebrate in the ring, with Space Lord shaking the ropes while Marshall poses behind him. Dangerous Dan and Crazy Chris have made it to the outside, working to recover. We fade out.*

*As we return from the break, Deana Barrows is standing in front of us, smiling at the camera. Jonathan and Hunter Barrows can be seen behind her, watching, but leaving this to their sister.*

Deana Barrows: It's been a wonderful night of wrestling, but we are getting close to our final week before Crescendo IV! And I know there have been many people wondering about the ticket information for the show...

*The crowd gives a positive reaction, as many of them would love to know how to get to see so many great matches at Crescendo.*

Deana Barrows: Those of you who already have won tickets through our website drawings, congratulations. For those of you here in the arena, you're going to get special sales here at the end of the night. The rest of you will have an opportunity to make your purchases starting at midnight tonight.

*Deana looks back, smiling at her brothers. Jonathan coughs into his hand, while Hunter raises his eyebrows.*

Deana Barrows: Oh! Of course! I haven't said where Crescendo IV will be yet. You all know that the COVID-19 crisis is still ongoing, even though our country is slowly opening up. Last month, we had to go to a private island, but this month, we've worked out a deal for another outdoor area for us to use, thanks to a few... issues ongoing.

*Deana presses a button, and a picture appears on the screen.*

Rockwell: Is that where I think it is??

Hood: What? Where is it?

Deana Barrows: Next Sunday, June 14th, we will be in Bryant-Denny Stadium, home of the Alabama Crimson Tide! While we won't have over 100,000 seats available, since we'll need to space you guys out some, we've still been permission from Governor Kay Ivey for this event to take place! So be sure to get your tickets before they're all gone!

*Some cheers can be heard from the crowd, many of whom are already looking for their ability to download the tickets. But the countdown shows that it won't happen in the arena until the show ends.*

Hood: Wow, that's a pretty famous stadium! I can't believe we'll be broadcasting from there!

Rockwell: Didn't a bunch of Alabama players just test positive for COVID-19 when they started practicing?

Hood: Eh, who knows? Who cares? We got a hell of a deal!

Rockwell: Well, I can definitely say it's going to make it a memorable night! But we're not through with tonight! Let's get back to the ring for our main event!

Singles Match
Chad Vargas (9-6) vs. Aaron Warthog (4-14)

Minos: It is time for our main event of the evening... introducing first... standing 6'1" and weighing 330 lbs... from Charleston, South Carolina... here is Aaron Warthog!!

"Everyone knows I'm Hog Wild!"

*Hank Williams Jr starts the intro as the fans all turn to look at the entrance. The heavyweight known as Aaron Warthog comes out, jutting out his chin on the stage and facing the audience. He starts down to the ring, pounding on his stomach along the way, ready for another brawl.*

Rockwell: Warthog is actually on a bit of winning streak as of late, gaining a win a few weeks ago over Gus DuBray.

Hood: You need at least one more before it's a "streak".

Rockwell: For Warthog, I'm willing to give it to him. Unfortunately, Warthog is still enraged about the loss of his Outsiders United X Division Title, which he lost to Anderson Haze after being distracted by Lord Allton. He now seems to have quite a lot of anger about... clowns.

Hood: He should really forget about Lord Allton. The A-List won't deal favorably with a guy like Warthog.

Minos: His opponent... standing 6'4" and weighing 240 lbs... from Everclear County, Tennessee... here is the current #1 Contender to the GCWA World Heavyweight Title... "The Confederate Icon" Chad Vargas!!

*"Needle And The Spoon" plays as Chad Vargas comes out of the back, cocky as always. He salutes the booing fans with one finger before heading to the ring.*

Rockwell: Vargas was protecting his bar earlier this week from the protests that have been taking over our country.

Hood: Which is fully his right! Too many people have been breaking shit just for the hell of it!

Rockwell: We saw Vargas and O'Connor have an encounter in that bar as well, in an earlier recording. You can tell Treat is going to have his hands full with those two.

Hood: Treat needs to just get out of the way and let Vargas claim what rightfully belongs to him...

*The Bell Rings.*

Rockwell: Here we go! Main event time!

Hood: with Warthog in the ring... that's really sad...

Rockwell: I doubt it has much to do with Aaron, unfortunately.

Hood: Oh, of course Vargas is carrying all of the star power. But still, it always feels... wrong... to have Warthog anywhere but in the opening contest...

*Warthog is looking around at the crowd, possibly checking for anyone with clown make-up on. Vargas doesn't give a shit, as he immediately starts heading towards Warthog, catching him off-guard in the corner. Warthog covers up as Vargas starts popping away at him with some forearm shots, followed by a few shots to the large gut. He pulls Warthog out of the corner and immediately takes him down with a Uranagi suplex, showing his power on the heavyweight! Warthog struggles to get back up, but Vargas is right there, showing him no mercy. He spins into a discus lariat, putting Warthog on the mat. Vargas then gets up and goes off the ropes before returning with a leg drop, scoring it across Warthog's throat. He makes the cover, looking to hold him down... 1... 2... but Warthog kicks himself free. Vargas looks a little disgusted to have to continue to wrestle Warthog, but he's a professional. He starts punching away at the man to weaken him, even as the referee starts to warn him away.*

Rockwell: Warthog's preoccupation with Lord Allton has him in trouble here!

Hood: Like he'd be doing any better if he'd actually been paying attention...

Rockwell: I assume he wouldn't have immediately been caught and beaten down, Hood.

Hood: He's facing Chad Vargas! It's an inevitability!

*Vargas has continued the punishment on the mat, keeping Warthog locked into a scissored crossface chickenwing submission! Warthog is struggling to try to find a way out, as he's already been mocked so many times for every time he's tapped out of a match. He tries to shift his weight, to start getting closer to the ropes, but Vargas is already moving with him, making sure to block that effort. Warthog's running out of options, as Vargas tightens his hold. He has a cocky smirk on his face as he taunts Warthog, telling him to just fucking give up already. The smirk washes away, though, when Vargas starts to hear the intro to "Vagabond" by The Greenskeepers! The fans are all up out of their seats, looking towards the entryway, as the GCWA World Heavyweight Champion, Mack O'Connor, makes his way out!!*

Hood: Fuck! How many times are people going to interrupt matches tonight???

Rockwell: This will probably be the last one...

Hood: Mack has no reason to be out here! He just wants to screw up a Vargas Victory!

*As O'Connor gets closer to the ring, Treat Cassidy comes running out from the back, chasing down one of his clients. He tries to get in front of Mack, asking him to hold off and wait for next Sunday. Mack doesn't seem very interested in it, as he pushes past him. Vargas is on his feet now, waving for Mack to come on in. O'Connor needs no more encouragement, as he brings himself up onto the apron! The ref is begging for O'Connor to stay out, even as Vargas wants him to take a swing. Cassidy is up on the apron, now, too, asking Vargas to back off before turning back to O'Connor and saying something to him, grabbing at his shirt. Mack takes notice, staring down at where Cassidy's hanging onto him. In the ring, meanwhile, Warthog has regained his footing, sensing an opportunity. He rushes forward, smashing into Vargas' back! Vargas gets knocked forward into the two men, knocking both of them off the apron!! Vargas regains his balance and turns around, as Warthog charges at him for the Stampede (Spear)!!! But Vargas immediately counters it, swinging around Warthog and using his momentum to take him down with the Stroke (Forward Russian Leg Sweep)!!! Warthog's out, as Vargas makes the cover... 1... 2... 3!!!!*

Minos: Here is your winner... "The Confederate Icon" Chad Vargas!!

Hood: That was the most vicious damn Stroke I've ever seen!

Rockwell: Vargas easily KO'ed the man here tonight, for sure!

Hood: Is Treat okay?

*As Vargas raises his arms in celebration, he looks out at where Mack O'Connor has gotten back to his feet. The World Champion looks pissed, ready to go after Vargas, but Treat is there once more, begging him to back off. O'Connor stares at Cassidy for a moment... and then rears back, headbutting him!!! Cassidy collapses to the ground, as Vargas looks over the ropes at them, stunned!*

Rockwell: O'Connor just took out Treat!!

Hood: What the hell, man?!?!

*Mack stands over the dazed Treat Cassidy, looking down at him. He shakes his head, walking away from his long-time ally. By this point, though, Vargas has slid out of the ring. He walks up angrily to O'Connor, pointing down at Cassidy before saying a few 'choice words'. He then points at the World Title, claiming that Mack's reign at the top is over. O'Connor nods, then throws a right hand!! Vargas is quick to return fire, and the two wrestlers are soon brawling right in front of some very excited fans!!*

Rockwell: Things have gotten personal!!

Hood: Fuck, break them up! We need them for our main event next week!

*Vargas shoves O'Connor backwards, sending them into the barricade even as O'Connor keeps throwing right hands. The two topple over, landing in the crowd, who quickly parts to give them some room. O'Connor gets on top, swinging away, with Vargas shoving O'Connor off to try and get up. The two continue to fight deeper into the audience, even as GCWA Security starts to arrive, trying to figure out how to defuse the current situation.*

Hood: Get them separated!

Rockwell: Is it even safe to do that?? They've got people all around them!

Hood: Fuck, we tested their temps when they came in, right? Mack and Vargas aren't going to get sick, are they??

Rockwell: I don't think they give a shit, Hood!

*The fight has reached an aisle, with O'Connor shoving Vargas into a set of chairs. They fall over, with Vargas immediately taking advantage by grabbing one to try and swing at O'Connor, only for the champ to kick it away. They fight up a set of stairs, with GCWA Security still trying to close in from either side.*

Rockwell: We're ending tonight with chaos!

Hood: Just wait until these two get in the actual ring against each other! Then we'll have a new champ!

Rockwell: Good night, everyone! See you at Crescendo!

*A few security guards get close, but almost in sync, Vargas and O'Connor both turn away from each other. Vargas takes the one guard down with a Stroke, while O'Connor delivers the Claymore to the other!! With the distractions out of the way, they start going at it again, as the fans are loving every minute of it. Unfortunately we're out of time, as the screen slowly fades to black.*

OOC: That locks down a final Inferno before the PPV! Thanks to everyone for sending in segments. Also, credit is due to Mike Zybala for writing the Outsiders match once again. Finally, I never give him enough credit, but thanks to Will (Jack Puffer) for doing the graphics. He quickly put together shots for three wrestlers this show, and he does it without complaint. Hope everyone's ready for a big-time PPV next week!

GCWA Presents - Crescendo IV!!

LIVE! Sunday, June 14th, 2020

From Bryant-Denny Stadium, Tuscaloosa, Alabama

Opener

TBD

Mid-Card

Tony The Spider(c) vs. Anderson Haze vs. Rogue Daniels vs. Ryot, GCWA World Television Title Four-Way Elimination match

Enforcer & Justice Orton-Cross(c) vs. Duce Jones & Byson Kaliban, GCWA World Tag-Team Titles match

Mike Zybala(c) vs. Dylan Thomas, GCWA Unified X Division Title Blood Feud match

PerZag(c) vs. The Empty, GCWA North American Title match
(The Lost Soul as Special Referee)

Ed Houston vs. Vincent Langston, Golden Opportunity match

Main Event

Mack O'Connor(c) vs. Chad Vargas, GCWA World Heavyweight Title match

Roleplaying will be from Friday, June 5th to Thursday, June 11th, giving you 7 days to post two roleplays. Remember, each must be in before 12:00am CST to count. You may only post one roleplay per day for the title matches.

Tag Teams - 2 rps per team. One written by each member. 2k word max per rp. Both members can post on the final day.

GCWA Television Title match - 2 rps, but the limit is reduced to 1k max.

Good luck to all!