Post by Jana Rikar on Apr 28, 2017 21:52:58 GMT
The camera opens to the parking deck outside of the Luedecke Arena in Austin. The Southsiders, The Cajun Guy and Big Cajun Cool, are being held back by DWF Security as a small crowd of last minute fans boo loudly. Jana Rikar stands nearby as EMT’s attend to ‘Lighting Guy’ Jimmy Floyd and Wonderman Waldo, both lying on the concrete of the parking area, bloodied and bruised. Waldo tries to get up but can’t. Jana shakes her head in disgust as the Southsiders hold their hands up as Security pushes the two past Jana.
The Cajun Guy: I guess this little match of yours is off then.
Big Cajun Cool: And The Southsiders are back in business.
Jana holds up Security and walks up to the two men, craning her neck to look up at the men who stand at least a foot and a half taller than she does. Security continues to push the Southsiders towards the locker room as Jana makes her way up a small step of steps.
Jana Rikar: Not Quite. You still have a match to win. That was the deal and that’s still the deal.
The Cajun Guy: So those two are gonna come bleed on us and make us quit? Come on, little chienne, you NEED us , you have absolument rien in this fed. Absolutely Nothing.
Big Cajun Cool: And It’s only a matter of time until the entire locker room gets in line. We are THE Cajun Order and ….
Jana Rikar: J'en ai plus rien à foutre!
The Southsiders look shocked as Jana now stands eye level with the two men.
Jana Rikar: You WILL walk that Aisle. You will be in THAT VERY RING. And You will have a match and, as my Mom would tell you both…
Jana points at the Southsiders with her index finger, seething with anger.Jana Rikar: THIS I COMMAND!!!
A few of the older members of Security cheer as they usher the Southsiders away from the parking area. Jana exhales slowly and looks back at Waldo and Jimmy being loaded into an ambulance. Jana takes her phone out and scrolls through the index.
Jana Rikar: They’re right though… Who will do this on short… notice.
Jana slowly smiles.
Jana Rikar: Time to make that phone call. Hopefully they're still on good terms.
Jana looks over towards the camera.
Jana Rikar: Welcome to TNT. Are you ready to be… Defiant?
The camera switches to show the Big Screen, showing the TNT logo inside the arena. The camera then slowly pans around the Luedecke Arena as ‘El Phantasmo and the Chicken Run Blast-o-Rama' plays. The arena is sold out as fans hold signs in the crowd. The camera pans down from the top of the arena, overlooking the ring then switches to ringside. Bob Fairchild and Kamryn Tennebaum are standing at ringside as Stephi Zucconi is hyping the crowd from inside the ring. The view switches to show Fairchild in a DWF polo shirt, khakis, and a wireless headset. Kamryn is dressed in a flannel shirt, cut off jean shorts and cowboy boots. Kamryn has her arms around Fairchild.
Bob Fairchild: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! THIS is the Defiant Wrestling Federation and Welcome to TNT here on the Axxess Network!!! We’ve started off with a Bang as the Southsiders have already made the presence felt here in Austin Texas!
The crowd pops as Kamryn does a quick twirl around Bob then stands beside of him, her arm around his waist.
Bob Fairchild: HELLO EVERYBODY! I’m Bob Fairchild and with me tonight, the one and only 'Perfect Ten' Kamryn Tennebaum. We’re here at ringside tonight calling all of tonight’s action. And Kamryn, I must say, the only thing missing is the cowboy hat on that ensemble.
Kamryn: And mess up this hair? Not on your life Bobby.
Bob Fairchild: Speaking of life, or perhaps Life Support, both members of The Two Man Powertrip have been taken to the hospital and it looks like the boss may have a replacement team though.
Kamryn: But in the world would take a match on, what, 60 minutes notice, and we don’t have many people here as it is.
Bob Fairchild: I’ve got no clue, I just know that I’m not getting a call.
A cellphone is heard buzzing as Kamryn smiles, then closes her eyes slowly. Bob looks over at her and raises an eyebrow.
Bob Fairchild: Um, Kam, are you going to…”
Kamryn places a finger on Bob’s lips without looking then frowns as the buzzing stops.
Kamryn: Dammit. They always hang up too quick.
Kamryn folds her arms across her chest and sighs, a slightly frustrated smile remaining on her face.
Bob Fairchild: Just where is that…
Bob’s eyes widen as Kamryn turns and kisses him on the cheek.
Bob Fairchild: WELL NOW! Let’s get things start. To the Ring and Stephi Zucconi!/font]
The camera switches to show Stephi wearing a black one piece jumpsuit, with white belt and heels. She holds the mic up then brings it slowly down to her lips.
Stephi Zucconi: Tonight’s first match here in Austin is…
With the Defiant Title around her waist, Aidan Carlisle appears at the top of the ramp as the heavy metal chords of Disturbed's “Immortalized” fill the arena. Through the dimmed lights and hot pink strobes she surveys the audience, tapping the title around her waist. She soaks in the positive and negative reactions from the crowd, holding her arms out to either side, tilting her head back, and letting the electric guitar get her revved up for the impending match.
“This is war time, this is our time
We won't be denied, feed the fire that is raging inside
This is go time, this is showtime
We will fight 'til their wills are broken
This is game time, and insane time
Let the madness fly, show the strength that just can't be defied
Find the power, to devour
Let the beast inside now be woken”
Stephi Zucconi: Coming to the ring from Hell's Kitchen, New York, weighing in at one hundred forty-five pounds... She is the Defiant Champion, The Alpha Bitch, Aidan Carlisle!
“In this world only the strong will survive
Hear the roar and you will know you're alive
Feel the energy build in your soul
'Cause it's time”
After a few moments of soaking in the cheers and tapping one booted foot along with the music, she makes her way down the aisle, giving high fives and fist bumps to outstretched hands. Bypassing the steel stairs, she hops right up onto the apron and ducks between the ropes.
“Oh, In the calm before the storm
Another legend will be born
Another battle will be won
We will rise
Oh, So heed the call of confrontation
Today we feed on domination
Secure a legacy that will never die
Be immortalized”
Aidan turns in a slow circle, posturing towards the entrance. She takes off the Defiant Title and lays it in the middle of the ring. Aidan holds out her hands and gestures towards the entrance way.
Bob Fairchild: This was not on the projection but there’s some real animosity between Aidan and her opponent, Trixie through the past couple of weeks in the lead up.
Referee Tabor Bolthausen walks over to take the Defiant title but Aidan stops him as ‘Take it Off’ by The Donnas plays. Trixie comes out and does a twirl to bend over and showcase her firm apple bottom to the crowd before turning around to flaunt her ring attire and bite her finger as she pauses on stage.
Stephi Zucconi: And her opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 133 pounds, Trixie!!!
Trixie walks a straight line down the ramp to really sway her hips and get the attention of the guys in the crowd, blowing kisses at the guys and enjoying the jealousy of the girls in the crowd as she steps onto the apron and girates her hips before stepping into the ring very slowly to allow all the photos to be taken. She smirks towards Aidan as Aidan hovers over the Defiant Title.
Kamryn: Bobby, this isn't going to be a wrestling match...
Trixie takes a step in then charges at Aidan. The two throws right hands at each other as Tabor calls for the bell.
Kamryn: This is just a Bitch Fight!
Aidan lands a right hand that rocks Trixie, then shoves her back into the turnbuckle. Aidan charges in but Trixie counters with a side kick. Trixie bounces up onto the second rope and goes for a jumping side kick but Aidan catches her and tosses her over with an Exploder suplex to a pop from the crowd! Both get up quickly as Aidan drives Trixie into the far turnbuckle, driving two knees into her stomach. Trixie holds her stomach as Aidan takes a step back. Trixie stumbles forward and Aidan drops her with a short clothesline.
Bob Fairchild: Big time lariat from the Champ and Trixie's reeling.
Aidan grabs Trixie by the hair and drags her towards the Defiant Title still in the ring. Aidan pushes Trixie's face into the title, wiping her face across it then hits a kick to the ribs. Trixie crawls away slowly towards the far ropes as Aidan runs to the near ropes. Aidan runs back and hits a sliding clothesline, driving Trixie from the ring. The crowd goes to a slow cheer as Aidan holds onto the top rope. Trixie slowly gets to the rail, pulling herself up to her feet. Aidan leaps to the top rope and hits a springboard flying forearm to the back of Trixie's head, sending her flipping over the railing and into the crowd!!!
Kamryn: Alpha Bitch Airlines now landing in Austin!
Aidan lands on her feet and looks out at the crowd as Trixie tries to catch her bearings. Aidan motions for the crowd to move out of the way then grabs the railing. Trixie staggers up to her feet, losing her footing as she stumbles on some beer and water soaked floor. Aidan jumps up onto the railing, then jumps at Trixie, going for a clothesline. Trixie turns, sliding out of the way and Aidan crashes into a row of chairs.
Bob Fairchild: Trixie's lucky stumble cleared her from that flying clothesline and now both look the worse for wear!
Trixie uses a chair to get to her feet as Aidan holds her chest, as she leans against a chair. Trixie grabs the chair to pull herself up and flings it, hitting Aidan in the back. Aidan falls to a knee as Trixie grabs another chair and flings it. It hits with a glancing blow on Aidan. The crowd gives them space and cheers as Tabor stands at ringside. Trixie walks over towards Aidan and grabs a beer from a fan. She takes a drink then pours the rest on the head of Aidan as the crowd is mixed with cheers and boos. Aidan gets up to her feet quickly and Trixie spits the beer into the face of Aidan. Aidan staggers, trying to clear her eyes as Trixie hits a kick to the gut, doubling over Aidan. Trixie yells out then hooks Aidan and flips her over with a double arm suplex, the two crashing on the fallen chairs on the floor.
Kamryn: Now this is Trademark Defiant Wrestling here!
Aidan holds her back, and tries to clear her eyes as Trixie sits up, then pulls herself up to her feet. Trixie slowly walks over to Aidan, who is up to a knee. Aidan grabs Trixie by the tights and pulls her face-first into the guardrail. The crowd groans as Trixie's face hits hard. Aidan gets up to her feet and grabs a chair. She smiles as Trixie slowly turns over to face her. Aidan swings with the chair and Trixie ducks. The chairshow rattles off the steel railing, causing Aidan to drop the chair and shake her hands.
Bob Fairchild: Aidan was going for the homerun!
Kamryn: She struck out worse than Caitlyn Jenner did on Live with Kelly Tuesday.
Bob Fairchild: I'm guessing that was bad?
Kamryn: Would you rather I used an outdated Baseball reference?
Trixie kicks at Aidan's knee and connect. Aidan stumbles backwards as Trixie pulls herself up. Aidan charges at Trixie, who goes for a backdrop. Aidan grabs her by the neck as she flips over and hits a modified neckbreaker across the railing. Aidan lands on her tailbone and yelps in pain as Trixie falls to the floor, holding the back of her neck. The anguish of pain is seen on the face of Aidan as she wills herself up to her feet. Trixie crawls over the railing and into the ringside area as Tabor checks on both. Aidan gingerly limps over towards Trixie, pulling her up by the hair. She rolls Trixie into the ring but holds onto her head, draping it across the apron edge. Aidan drops an elbow across the top of Trixie's forehead, slamming her neck first onto the edge of the apron. The crowd groans as Trixie holds her neck and rolls into the ring.
Bob Fairchild: Carlisle is smelling blood but she's not in very good shape either.
Kamryn: A sore ass is definitely going to hurt for awhile.
Aidan slowly rolls into the ring, pulling herself up with the ropes. Trixie crawls towards the far ropes. as Aidan flings her head back and waits for Trixie to stand. Trixie slowly gets up to her feet and Aidan charges. Trixie goes for a superkick but Aidan catches the foot. She spins the leg away but Trixie continues around and hits a spinning kick to the jaw of Aidan, stunning her.
Bob Fairchild: Great counter by the Bad Kitty!
Aidan turns around and Trixie hits a kick to the gut. Trixie goes for a split legged stunner but Aidan counters with an armdrag. Trixie holds on and rolls through with an armdrag of her own, then tries to lock in an armbar but Aidan keeps rolling around. The crowd pops as Trixie continues to try and lock in the armbar but Aidan gets into a defensive crouch, locking her hands. Tabor checks on Aidan for a submission as Trixie twists and turns, trying to step over with the armbar.
Kamryn: Trixie's trying to end it with THE Armbar but Aidan is fighting for all she has!
Aidan rolls through and gets to her feet. Trixie whips her into the ropes. Aidan comes off the ropes and Trixie hits a drop kick to the knee, dropping Aidan facefirst to the mat. The crowd pops as Trixie grabs Aidan's ankle and then stands up, holding onto the ankle. Trixie laughs at Aidan then goes for a figure four leg lock. Trixie twists then goes to lock leg across but Aidan reaches up and blocks it.
Bob Fairchild : The champ won't let Trixie lock it in!
Aidan rolls over to her stomach, taking Trixie with her. Aidan readjusts her legs, then gets up to a knee as Trixie flails away, trying to reach the ropes. Aidan plants her foot then arches back, wincing in pain, grabbing Trixie's chin, and locking in a Muta lock. The crowd senses the end as Tabor checks on a screaming Trixie. Trixie reaches for the ropes as Aidan yells out. Trixie grabs Tabor and tries to pull herself to the ropes but then taps on Tabor's leg. He calls for the bell as the crowd pops.
Bob Fairchild: AIDAN!!!
Aidan lets go of her submission and falls to the side as Trixie reaches back, grabbing her neck. Trixie slams a hand against the mat as Tabor carefully unhooks the legs of Trixie and Aidan.
Stephi Zucconi: The Winner of the Match, the Defiant Champion, Aidan Carlisle!!!
“Immortalized” plays as Aidan slowly crawls and rolls out of the ring. Tabor holds his arm up and points at Aidan as the crowd pops. Stephi walks over with the Defiant Title as Aidan grimaces, pulling herself up with the apron. Aidan takes the title and holds it up as the crowd cheers.
Kamryn: Told ya Bobby, a Bitch fight to start off TNT here in Austin and The Alpha Bitch survived.
Bob Fairchild: Both Aidan and Trixie are bruised up and Somewhere down the line, these two will meet up once again. But with the win., Aidan Carlisle heads into Austin with her Title on the line against one of our combatants tonight in the MAIN EVENT!
Kamryn: Unless someone buys in again. And right now, I'd say let's go backstage but with no Jimmy, who's back there.
Bob Fairchild: I guess we'll go to... Yep.. Rusty Fairchild is standing backstage with the Boss. Rusty, welcome back from the truck, Brother.
A disheveled Rusty Fairchild, awkwardly holding a microphone stands beside of Jana Rikar, who is completing a phone call.
Rusty Fairchild: Um, Hi. Well, I’m Rusty and I am backstage with….
Rusty nearly drops the mic as he turns and Jana puts her hand on his shoulder.
Jana Rikar: It’s ok. I know your expertise is behind the scenes and I appreciate you helping out, because of the unfortunate accident to Jimmy and Waldo. Just hold the mic and I’ll handle the rest, ok?
Rusty quickly nods and holds the mic steady for Jana, who turns and looks into the camera.
Jana Rikar: Southsiders, I did manage to make a couple phone calls and you’ll have your match tonight against…. Well, That’s my little secret. As for next week, Odessa will have Aidan Carlisle in the Main Event defending the Defiant Title against the winner of the four way dance later tonight. And at Resurrection in El Paso, The Defiant Champion will be defending in the Thunderdome. Who that will be, is up to things that go on in Odessa. Bob, Kamryn, back to you at Ringside.
Rusty nods slowly as Jana walks off.
Kamryn is sitting in Bob’s lap as the crowd behind them cheer.
Bob Fairchild: Comfy?
Kamryn: Quite..... mmmmm..... COMFORTABLE!
The buzzing of Kamryn’s phone is heard as a smile creases her face, her eyes closing.
Bob Fairchild: Seriously? We’re on air!
Kamryn: I .. can’t. help they… keep… CALLING!
The crowd cheers as Kamryn’s smile slowly fades as the buzzing stops.
Kamryn: Dammit… So close.
Kamryn looks at a stunned Bob.
Kamryn: I’m ready for the next match, Let’s go Stephi!
The camera switches to Stephi standing in the ring.
Stephi Zucconi: Our next match is for one fall.
"Mz Hyde" by Halestorm begins to play as the arena goes dark and a red custom light turns on.
Stephi Zucconi: First, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 123 pounds, ‘Seduction and Destruction’ Coral Rose!
Coral comes from the back. She comes to the stage where it meets the ramp and throws her head back as she holds her arms up high almost like she's doing a 'Y'. Coral snaps her head down and starts down the ramp.
Bob Fairchild: Coral is definitely living up to the Destructive part of her moniker.
Coral rolls under the ropes and jumps to her feet, this time throwing an 'X' over her head via her arms before heading to her corner as Tabor checks her gear.
Kamryn: Coral can work the Seductive part, but she’s no Perfect Ten, then again, who is, except moi?
Thunder rumbles and an orange spotlight appears, lighting up the ramp. “Footsteps” by Pop Evil kicks in over the speakers as a petite woman appears, moving into that spotlight.
Stephi Zucconi: And her opponent, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 119 pounds, ‘The Phoenix Firebird’… Summer!!!
Summer appears, moving into that spotlight. She's wearing a black hoodie with the word FIREBIRD written across the back, the hood up to cover her face although it sports a pair of cat ears on top of her head. Slowly, she turns around and extends her arms, tilting her head back as the hood falls to reveal a shock of bright red hair. Pumping her fist in the air, she whirls back towards the ring and springs into action, sprinting down the ramp and diving under the bottom rope. She rolls to her feet and runs to the opposite ropes, shouting taunts at the booing crowd before dismissing them with a toss of her hair and a flip of her hand.
Bob Fairchild: These two are very similar in attitude but very different in styles.
Tabor checks on Summer then calls for the bell. Coral walks up to Summer and gives her a bitch slap. Coral smirks as Summer’s face reddens and turns back to face Coral. Summer gives her a bitch slap back to Coral. Coral spins and lands a spinning heel kick. Summer staggers back against the ropes then charges back at Coral and hits her with a Spear. Summer gets to a knee then pulls Coral up to a seated position. Summer unwraps the tape around her wrists and chokes Coral with the tape. Tabor admonishes Summer as Coral gasps for air. Summer laughs and gets to her feet. She hits the ropes quickly and lands a tilt-a-whirl headscissors, driving Coral's head into the mat.
Kamryn: Talk about being spiked!
Summer quickly gets to her feet, pulling the stunned Coral up to her feet. Summer pushes her against the turnbuckle, then climbs up along side, sitting on the top rope. Summer locks in a dragon sleeper and sets for a reverse tornado DDT. Coral reaches up and rakes the eyes, breaking the hold. Coral grabs Summer by the neck, pulls forward and drops into an Ace Cutter. Summer holds her neck as Coral wipes her hands slowly, smiling as the crowd is mixed with cheers and boos.
Bob Fairchild: Coral's targeting the rebuilt neck of Summer.
Kamryn: Great strategy but not going to win her a lot of fans.
Coral hops up on the second rope as Summer stumbles. Coral leaps over Summer and connects with a somersault three-quarter facelock bulldog. Coral grimaces on the landing as Summer lies on the mat.
Kamryn: Rosedust by Coral and more attacks on the neck.
Coral looks at Tabor then at Summer as Summer sits up. Coral gets to her feet and pulls Summer up, pushing her face first against the ropes. Coral reaches through the ropes, grabs a handful of hair and pulls back on Summer's hair, pulling her neck against the middle rope. Tabor calls for a break,
1…
2…
3…
4…
Coral smiles and lets go of Summer's hair. She looks out at the crowd and smiles as Summer gasps for air. Coral takes a few steps back then runs towards Summer. She slides out of the ring, turns and hits a bitch slap to Summer that echoes through the arena. The crowd boos loudly as Coral turns and takes a bow, then looks under the ring. The crowd pops as Coral looks around then hears a whistle from the front row. A fan hands her a sign. Coral gauges it then quickly swings at Summer, smashing it over her head draped on the ropes. Summer holds the top of her head as she rolls around in the middle of the ring. Coral rips off the paper of the sign, exposing a SCHOOL ZONE Sign.
Bob Fairchild: Talk about teaching the 3 R's.
Kamryn: 'Rasslin', 'Ritin' and 'Rithmatic?
Bob Fairchild: Cute.
Kamryn: Better than that Common Core Bull Crap.
Coral slides the sign into the ring then rolls in. She gets to her feet then reaches down and grabs Summer by the hair. She pulls Summer up and drapes her face first against the turnbuckle. Coral walks back over and picks up the road sign. The crowd cheers as Coral charges in towards Summer. Summer turns quickly and hits a roaring elbow into the sign, smashing it back into Coral. Coral drops the sign, stumbling back, as Summer holds her elbow in pain
Bob Fairchild: Desperation move by Summer but it's bought some time.
Summer uses the second rope and springboards into a one handed bulldog on Coral. Summer shakes off the injured elbow and looks over at the school sign. She picks it up then runs at Coral dropping an elbow drop with the sign underneath her, sandwiching Coral between the mat and the sign. Summer lays back, across the sign that’s on Coral. Tabor slides in for a the count
1…
2…
Kickout by Coral.
Kamryn: Nearfall by Summer after that Cactus Elbow.
Bob Fairchild: Cactus Elbow?
Kamryn: She’s from Arizona, get with it Bobby!
Coral pushes the sign off of her as Summer rolls over towards the corner. She hops up onto the second turnbuckle and motions for Coral to come over. Coral holds her head as she slowly gets up. She staggers then turns toward Summer on the turnbuckle. Summer jumps off, going for a double axhandle but Coral catches her around the waist. Summer’s eyes widen as Coral goes for an overhead belly to belly suplex. Coral lets go and Summer flips out of it. The back of Coral’s head lands on the school sign as Summer lands on her feet, The crowd groans as Coral yelps out in pain.
Bob Fairchild: What a counter!
Kamryn: Nice Girls Finish Last by the Phoenix Firebird.
Summer lands with her knees across Coral’s chest and shoulders, her hands on the mat. Tabor slides in for the count.
1…
2…
3!!! Ring the Bell
Bob Fairchild: SUMMER!
The crowd pops as Summer holds her hands up to her face then rolls off of Coral. Tabor raises her hand in victory as Coral holds the back of her head.
Stephi Zucconi: The Winner of the match… Summer !!!
“Footsteps” by Pop Evil plays as Summer rolls out of the ring, slapping the apron with her good hand then holding her elbow as Tabor checks on Coral, who winces in pain. The camera switches to show Bob and Kamryn at ringside.
Bob Fairchild: That was…
Kamryn: Don’t.
Bob Fairchild: A quick ending.
Kamryn: Isn’t your wife used to those?
Bob Fairchild: Says the woman who has a phone in her…
Kamryn: Boot.
Bob looks over at Kamryn, who places her long leg up on the desk with her boot in front of Bob. She looks at Bob then the boot. He places his hand in her boot, which draws a cheer from the crowd, and a soft moan from Kamryn. Bob takes a phone out of her boot then looks at Kamryn.
Bob Fairchild: Really?
Kamryn: What? How many times I have I told you that I have a foot fetish.
The phone buzzes in his hand and Bob looks at the number.
Bob Fairchild: But this is my phone! My wife is calling!
The crowd behind them pops as Kamryn looks at Bob.
Kamryn: Well, I’m sure not going to put MY phone in a boot. EWWW!
Bob Fairchild: How did you get …
Kamryn leans over and kisses Bob on the cheek.
Kamryn: You REALLY don’t wanna know.
Bob blushes and looks at Kamryn, who flutters her eyes. Suddenly, the lights go out and two Fleur-de-Lis appear on the big screen.
‘Boom! Here come the Boom! Ready or Not, Here Comes the Boys from the South!’
Boom by POD plays as the crowd boos loudly. The Southsiders, The Cajun Guy and Big Cajun Cool walk slowly out from backstage and head towards the ring.
Stephi Zucconi: Our next match is a Legends Match, for One Fall. First, coming to the ring, from South Lafayette, Louisiana, weighing in at a combined weight of 594 pounds, The Cajun Guy, Big Cajun Cool, The Southsiders!!!
The crowd boos loudly and throw trash as the Southsiders slowly head toward the ring.
Bob Fairchild: Saved by the Cajuns, but not really. They did a Pearl Harbor Job on Waldo and Jimmy earlier tonight, so we know they’re not the opponents. But who will take on the first ever DWF Tag Team champs?
The Southsiders climb up into the ring and pose for the crowd who throw trash at them. Stephi hides behind Tabor, who stands his ground as the Southsiders poke fun at Stephi. ‘Demolition Man’ by Sting plays as the crowd looks towards the Big Screen. Jana Rikar walks out with a microphone in her hand. The Southsiders turn and look at Jana standing in front of the Big Screen.
Jana Rikar: I thought my father’s old theme would get your attention. And before you ask, No I didn’t dig him out of the ground to take you two on. I thought about calling some family, but I thought two of the finest in Texas might like a chance at the Southsiders.
The crowd pops as Austin is mentioned. Jana points at Stephi, who puts a hand to her earpiece and smiles.
Stephi Zucconi: And their opponents…
Kamryn: She didn’t??
‘Dead and Bloated’ by Stone Temple Pilots plays as the crowd in the arena erupts in cheers. Two men walk out in T-shirts and Jeans to stand beside Jana then walk down the aisle towards the ring.
Stephi Zucconi: From Austin Texas, weighing in at 501 pounds, Sean Mack, Jared McAllister, the American Outlaws!!!
Mack and McAllister give a high five to each other as then climb up onto the apron. The crowd chants ‘Welcome Back’ as Mack and McAllister size up The Cajun Guy and Big Cajun Cool. Stephi slowly steps out of the ring as Tabor stands between the two teams.
Kamryn: My god, how did she get these two back together. They hated each other that last time we…
Bob Fairchild: The last time you… what?
Kamryn: Never mind.
Bob Fairchild: All I know is that we have a match that NEVER happened. The Southsiders, the premier tag team from the start of the DWF and the American Outlaws, the tag team of the 3rd Era, have never crossed paths… until now.
Mack climbs in as Big Cajun Cool steps over the top rope.
Bob Fairchild: And it looks like The Cajun Guy and Mack will get things going.
Tabor calls for the bell and the two men quickly lock up. The Cajun Guy tosses Mack to the ground with ease and just chuckles at him. Mack stands quickly and throws a right. The Cajun Guy blocks it and responds with one of his own, knocking Mack to the mat again. The Cajun Guy just stands at bay until Mack stands again. Mack charges and tries a clothesline but The Cajun Guy ducks it and spins. Mack comes off the ropes and gets leveled with a huge clothesline from The Cajun Guy.
Kamryn: The Cajun Guy is just handling Mack roughly right now, which is a little different than Sean likes to be handled. He’s always been more of a cuddler.
The Cajun Guy lifts Mack up and hits a quick scoop slam, tagging in Big Cajun Cool Cruz. Big Cajun Cool steps into the ring and puts a couple of boots to Mack’s chest before lifting him up. Big Cajun Cool sends Mack off the ropes and hits him with a massive powerslam. Big Cajun Cool picks Mack up one more time, but Mack catches him with a couple rights and lefts in good rhythm. Mack hits a standing dropkick, taking Big Cajun Cool off his feet for the first time. Mack gets to his corner and tags in McAllister. McAllister comes in and levels the kneeling Big Cajun Cool with a knee to the side of the head. Big Cajun Cool hits the ground hard. McAllister continues running and takes The Cajun Guy off the apron with a shoulder block, getting some cheers from the crowd for it.
Bob Fairchild: Good strategy, try to take both out at the same time.
McAllister turns and sees Big Cajun Cool back on his feet. He charges again but catches a big boot from Big Cajun Cool. Big Cajun Cool lifts him up and sends him into the corner. Big Cajun Cool follows up and hits McAllister with a booming clothesline. Big Cajun Cool holds McAllister up from falling and begins to pound him with lefts and rights. Big Cajun Cool sends him across the ring to the other corner and charges again. McAllister props his elbows on the ropes and hits Big Cajun Cool with a double big boot, sending the big man reeling. McAllister quickly hops up to the second turnbuckle and comes off with a double axe handle, sending Big Cajun Cool to the mat. McAllister gets to his corner and tags in Mack. Mack comes in and the two send Big Cajun Cool against the ropes. They then send the big man over in a double backdrop.
Bob Fairchild: Good height on that one.
McAllister climbs out of the ring from the officials warning. Mack lifts Big Cajun Cool to his feet and sends him to the turnbuckle. As Big Cajun Cool hits Mack comes in and hops to him, hitting a rolling monkey flip out of the corner.
Kamryn: I think Big Daddy might need to make a tag here. What am I saying? I don't want these guys here. Screw 'em!
Mack slides in for the cover, but Big Cajun Cool kicks out before Tabor can make a count. The two men get to their feet again and Mack sends Big Cajun Cool to the ropes one more time, this time hopping on his back with a sleeper hold. He clamps it in and Big Cajun Cool’s arms begin to wave wildly. Big Cajun Cool slows down and hits a knee with Mack still applying pressure on the sleeper. The crowd pops as Mack whistles out.
Bob Fairchild: Mack’s got the big man down to a knee. He’s trying to ground him.
Tabor lifts up one of Big Cajun Cool’s arms and drops it, he signals the one count. He lifts again, but Big Cajun Cool’s arm stays up and he stands up with Mack clinging to his back. Big Cajun Cool lets his feet out from under him and falls backward right on top of Mack. Mack releases the hold and clutches his chest. Mack and Big Cajun Cool slowly roll to their corners. The Cajun Guy is stomping on the mat trying to get Big Cajun Cool going. Mack makes a tag to McAllister, who starts to race across the ring, but Big Cajun Cool makes the tag to The Cajun Guy. The Cajun Guy climbs in and hits McAllister with a huge powerslam. Mack stands up and The Cajun Guy charges, sending him over the top with a big clothesline. The Cajun Guy turns back to McAllister and hits him with a big boot, taking him back down to the mat.
Kamryn: I don’t think The Cajun Guy’s too happy right now.
Bob Fairchild: What was your first clue?
He lifts McAllister up and sends him off the ropes. He signals, and boots McAllister in the gut. The Cajun Guy sets him up and drops him with a jackknife powerbomb.
Bob Fairchild: That’s the Cajun Bomb, this one could be over!!!!
The Cajun Guy goes for the cover. Tabor slides in for the count .
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Mack pulls Tabor out of the ring, breaking up the count.
Kamryn: Typical Outlaw Tactic.
Bob Fairchild: Really?
Kamryn: Yeah, they always pulled out quick.
The Cajun Guy gets up and heads to the outside, chasing after Mack. Mack turns to get out of there but runs smack into the chest of Big Cajun Cool. Big Cajun Cool smiles and sends Mack to the cement with a right. He picks him up and hits a belly to belly suplex on the ground. Mack rolls around in pain as The Cajun Guy rolls back in to find McAllister getting to his feet again. The Cajun Guy charges and throws a boot, but McAllister rolls out of the way. The Cajun Guy turns around and catches a spinning heel kick to the side of the head. The Cajun Guy sways but stays on his feet. McAllister runs to the turnbuckle and hops off hitting The Cajun Guy in the side of the head with a springboard enziguiri. The Cajun Guy hits the mat and McAllister heads to the top rope. The Cajun Guy slowly stands and McAllister comes flying off with a clothesline, putting the cover on the big man. Tabor slides in again.
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kickout by The Cajun Guy. McAllister pounds on the mat yelling at Tabor that it was a three count. Tabor shakes his head and McAllister puts a knee into the throat of The Cajun Guy with a warning from Tabor.
Kamryn: Hey, any way you can keep someone that big off their feet is a good strategy.
McAllister looks to the outside and sees Big Cajun Cool still beating up on Mack. McAllister heads to the ropes and hops over them, nailing Big Cajun Cool with a flying body press. Big Cajun Cool and McAllister hit the ground hard, but McAllister seems to take no pain from it, and stands quickly. He throws a couple boots to Big Cajun Cool’s head and rolls back into the ring. The Cajun Guy gets to his feet as McAllister rolls back into the ring. Big Cajun Cool and Mack slowly return to their aprons as Tabor resumes order.
Bob Fairchild: Tabor’s doing a great job to keep the peace for now.
The Cajun Guy and McAllister lock up, but McAllister quickly breaks out and heads off the ropes. He hits The Cajun Guy with a drop kick and The Cajun Guy stumbles a bit. McAllister then runs over and throws a punch at Big Cajun Cool, who tries to get after him. Tabor stands in front of Big Cajun Cool as Mack comes in from the opposite corner. Mack hops to the top rope as McAllister hits a Russian leg sweep on The Cajun Guy. With The Cajun Guy down, Mack comes off the top rope with a diving headbutt, nailing The Cajun Guy right in the chest. Mack quickly rolls out of the ring as Tabor turns around. McAllister goes for a cover.
Bob Fairchild: They’re pulling out all the stops!
Kamryn: Jana must have give them orders to do what’s necessary!
Tabor turns around and slides down.
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thr…kickout by The Cajun Guy.
Bob Fairchild: And The Cajun Guy barely escapes.
Kamryn: Look at Big Cajun Cool’s face, he is livid.
Big Cajun Cool stands on the apron stomping to get The Cajun Guy going. The Cajun Guy slowly gets up and slowly heads to the corner. McAllister quickly tags Mack in and the two head toward the other corner and grab The Cajun Guy before he can get there. They start pounding on the big man simultaneously sending him to one knee. The Cajun Guy gets slowly beat down, but suddenly kneels and hits a low blow on both men at once. The crowd goes boos loudly as Big Cajun Cool starts banging on the turnbuckle. The Cajun Guy slowly gets up, but Mack and McAllister, both cringing in pain, charge him and hit him with a couple chop blocks. The Cajun Guy hits his knees in pain, but reaches out just enough to tag in Big Cajun Cool.
Bob Fairchild: This is NOT good.
Big Cajun Cool comes charging into the ring and levels McAllister and Mack with a double clothesline. Mack gets up first and Big Cajun Cool picks him up in a gorilla press. Big Cajun Cool grunts as he tosses Mack over the top rope to the outside. Mack hits the ground hard as McAllister and The Cajun Guy both stand. McAllister looks around as The Cajun Guy and Big Cajun Cool prepare for him. As McAllister turns around he is met with two hands to the throat. McAllister’s eyes go wide as he is hoisted way up in the air. The Cajun Guy and Big Cajun Cool send him to the mat hard.
Bob Fairchild: And it’s the Creole Slam!!! This one’s over.
Big Cajun Cool goes for the cover but Tabor doesn’t go for the count. The Cajun Guy shakes Tabor but Tabor points out to Mack and then looks at The Cajun Guy. The Cajun Guy shakes the ropes and heads outside to Mack.
Kamryn: I don’t think The Cajun Guy’s the first guy I would try to reason with.
Bob Fairchild: Apparently Mack is the legal man here. And I think he’s about to get a hand back into the ring from The Cajun Guy.
The Cajun Guy sends Mack back into the ring unceremoniously. Big Cajun Cool picks him up and sets up for a powerbomb . Suddenly, McAllister hits him with a low blow, sending him to the mat. McAllister rolls out of the ring and The Cajun Guy starts to chase after him. The two circle the ring and start battling up towards the aisle towards the Big Screen. Big Cajun Cool slowly stands inside the ring and Mack hits him with a vicious kick to the side of the head.
Kamryn: Mack Ten to the Southsider!
Big Cajun Cool hits the mat and Mack heads to the top rope. He flies off and lands a huge frog splash on the big man. Tabor slides in for the count.
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3!!! Ring the Bell
Bob Fairchild: OH MY GOD!!! The Outlaws have taken out the Southsiders!!!
The crowd erupts in cheers as The Cajun Guy turns back to the ring with rage in his eyes. He heads back down the ramp as Mack bails out. Mack runs around the ring and meets McAllister out in the crowd.
Stephi Zucconi: The Winners of the Match. Sean Mack & Jared McAllister!!!
They hold their arms up in victory as The Cajun Guy points to them from the ring. Mack and McAllister grab two beers from the fans and chug in celebration as Jana Rikar walks back out with the entire Defiant Security force behind her.
Jana Rikar: Get them out of my arena!
Security rushes down and clears the Southsiders out of the ring and the arena as ‘Dead and Bloated’ plays. The crowd cheers loudly as Jana walks to the back and the camera shows Kamryn and Bob at ringside.
Kamryn: I can’t believe what I just saw.
Bob Fairchild: At least we have no more Cajun problem.
Kamryn: You just have a Kamryn Problem instead.
Bob Fairchild: God help us all. Coming up on Memorial Day, the DWF presents Resurrection, featuring The Thunderdome match, Live on i-Pay-per-View from the El Paso County Coliseum. The details are still sketchy at the moment, but we should have more info by the time we reach Odessa in two weeks. It’s looks like we’re ready for the Main event tonight. Let’s go to the ring and Stephi Zucconi!
Stephi Zucconi: This is the Main Event and is a Four Way Dance for One Fall, with the winner getting a Defiant Title match at the next TNT. !
'Back for More' by Five Finger Death Punch begins to play. The lights flash wildly enough to cause seizures and Max runs out, high energy in time with the chugging guitar and slapping hands with fans along the ramp.
Stephi Zucconi: First, from Flint Michigan, weighing in at 155 pounds, Max Ironside!!!
Max slides to the ring, climbs up on the second turnbuckle and holds up one hand to acknowledge the crowd. He takes off his shirt then throws into the crowd. “Sweeter” by Gavin DeGraw starts up, the guitar coming through the speakers as Patrick Carson makes his way out from behind the curtain.
Stephi Zucconi: From Brooklyn New York, weighing in at 168 pounds, Patrick Carson!
Carson has a big smile on his face as he heads down the aisle, occasionally reaching out to slap a fan’s hand. One of the fans, wearing a hoodie, jumps over the railing and attacks Carson with rights and lefts.
Bob Fairchild: Get that fan out of here!
The hoodie flips back to show the bright hair of Heidi Thompson. The crowd boos as Heidi continues the onslaught but cheers erupt as Nora Harris runs down the aisle and tackles Heidi. The two get up to their feet and trade lefts and rights as Max stands in the ring and Carson lies on the entry way. Tabor calls for the bell as Nora and Heidi trades punches and edge towards the ring. Carson slowly gets to his feet and charges down the aisle way. Heidi rakes the eyes of Nora and starts to slam her head into the apron but Carson stops her. Max runs to the far side of the ring as Heidi turns and slaps Carson. Nora kicks Heidi as Max charges towards the three on the floor. He dives through the ropes and hits a suicide dive on all three as the crowd pops loudly!
Kamryn: Speeding Bullet by Max!!!
The crowd cheers as Max gets up to his feet and rolls Nora into the ring. He climbs up on the apron and sets for a move as Nora stumbles back up to her feet. Max tries to jump but Carson holds his ankle down. Nora runs and hits a leg lariat on Max, knocking him off the apron and onto Carson. Nora gets up to her feet, celebrating as Heidi slides into the ring behind her. Nora turns and Heidi kicks her in the stomach as Max and Carson get to their feet. Heidi hooks both arms and sets for a double underhook facebuster but Max and Carson each grab Heidi by an ankle. They look at each other then pull, yanking Heidi out of the ring, dragging Nora with her.
Bob Fairchild: Well that was effective.
Carson grabs Heidi and whips her into the steps with a crash. Max helps up Nora then hits an STO on the floor. Max and Carson look at each other, then both dive into the ring. They both get to their feet and stare down each other as Heidi stumbles back to her feet. They look at each other then both look at Heidi. Max runs to the far ropes as Carson drops down to his hands and knees. Max runs up as if he’s going to use Carson as a step, but stops quickly and drops down and locks in an arm trap crossface. The crowd pops as Carson tries to fight the move.
Kamryn: Crippled Crossface by Max and Peezus may tap!!
Heidi slides into the ring and starts to kick Max but stops and gloats at Carson.. Carson gets ready to tap out but Heidi grabs his hand and stops him from tapping as Max yells at them both. Nora gets up on the outside, sees what’s going on, and scrambles into the ring. She dives and hits Max with a double fist to the back to break up the move. Max rolls out of the ring as Nora sits up, wiping her forehead.
Bob Fairchild: Save by Nora and a Gloat by Heidi.
Kamryn: Not sure that I’ve ever seen anyone stop a tap-out like that!
Heidi grabs Carson’s hand and tears at his fingers , trying to split them. Nora reaches over and grabs Heidi by the hair. Nora gets to her feet, pulling Heidi with her. Carson gets up to a knee as Nora lands a right hand, rocking Heidi. Carson gets to his feet and lands a chop to Heidi, who grimaces in pain and turns back towards Nora. Nora grabs Heidi by the hair and hits a head butt, stunning them both. Carson lands a straight right hand as Heidi turns back towards him. Heidi stands staggering, nearly ready to fall as Nora and Carson look at each other. Both then hit a spin kick, Nora going high on Heidi’s chest, Carson sweeping the legs out from underneath her to a huge pop from the crowd!
Bob Fairchild: TOTAL ELIMINATION!!!!
Heidi falls to the mat as Carson and Nora both get to their feet. Max stands up on the outside as Carson and Nora look at each other. Nora charges at Carson and jumps into his arms and kisses him. She sweeps his legs out in one motion and lands on top of him as the kiss lingers. Tabor slides in for a count.
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Carson rolls over and breaks the kiss, looking shocked at Nora.
Kamryn: Can’t say that Lou Thesz ever used the Liplock variation of the press but it nearly won the match for Little Miss Bootylicious.
Bob Fairchild: Says the woman who once did EXACTLY that to win a match over Amy Lee a few years back.
Kamryn: I do have legs for days, Bobby. She won later than night.
Carson rolls off of Nora with a stunned look as Nora gets to her feet. Max slides into the ring and rolls up Nora with a schoolboy. Tabor slides in for a count.
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Nora kicks out, sending Max towards Carson. Carson backdrops Max into the turnbuckle behind Carson, sending Max crashing upside down in the corner. Carson gets up to his feet as Nora scrambles up. They go nose to nose jawing at each other about what happened. Heidi slowly gets to her feet and lets out a primal scream. Nora turns around and sees Heidi, who charges towards them. Nora leapfrogs Heidi, who spears Carson, driving him into the upside down Max.
Bob Fairchild: It’s a damn car wreck in the ring!
Heidi gets up to her feet as Nora turns and charges at her. Nora leaps up and connects with a Tilt-a-Whirl Headscissors Armbar. The crowd pops as Heidi tries to break free but Nora holds on. Carson slowly gets out of the corner and walks towards Heidi. Heidi starts to tap out but Carson grabs her hand and smiles. The crowd pops as Heidi screams out at Carson as Nora cinches in tighter. Max rolls over and tackles Carson from behind, knocking Heidi and Nora to the mat as well.
Kamryn: That… was devious by Patrick.
Bob Fairchild: Good for the Goose. Good for the Gander, Kam.
Max gets to his feet quickly and looks at the mass of people on the mat. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle as Nora starts to stir. Carson gets to a knee, sees Max and shoves Nora into the ropes. Max falls and crotches himself on the top turnbuckle. Nora looks back at Carson then looks over towards Max. Nora climbs up onto the second turnbuckle as Heidi hits a low blow on Carson. The crowd groans as Heidi turns Carson around, planting him with a Sitout double underhook facebuster.
Kamryn: Dead Space by Heidi!
Nora points to the top rope then jumps up hitting a hurricanrana on Max. Max flies out as Heidi stands. Max’s legs wrap around Heidi’s neck with a twisting headscissors, flinging Heidi into Nora, sandwiching the two in the turnbuckle. Max lands hard on the mat, his arm lying across the shoulder of Carson. Tabor slides in for a count.
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Bob Fairchild: MAX!!!
The crowd pops as all four lie on the mat. Max slowly starts to stir as Tabor checks on all four.
Stephi Zucconi: The Winner of the Match, Max Ironside!!!
Heidi looks over as Max groggily holds his hand up. Tabor grabs Max’s wrist in victory as Heidi slams her hands on the mat. Carson and Nora both start to stir as 'Back for More' plays. Max rolls out of the ring as Summer runs down the aisle, celebrating with Max on the outside!
Bob Fairchild: UN-BE-LEVABLE!!!
Kamryn: Max Ironside is going to Odessa for the Defiant Title!!!
Heidi stalks off through the crowd as Nora and Carson kneel in the ring beside of the other. The crowd cheers then goes silent as Aidan Carlisle walks out in street clothes, the Defiant Title over her shoulder. Aidan smirks slightly then walks to the back as Max and Summer celebrate on the outside.
Kamryn: Oh get your popcorn and your folding chairs, cause in Odessa.. Dis Gonna Be Good!
Bob Fairchild: An amazing here in Austin. And It’ll be the same in Odessa, We’re out of time for tonight. Sending out our best for speedy recovery to Waldo and Jimmy, but tor Kamryn, Stephi, and my brother Rusty, I'm Bob Fairchild!, We'll see you in two weeks on TNT!!
The camera fades…
