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Johanasberg, South Africa
20th February 2002
All Match Reports: Credit: Brendan Seeley
20th February 2002
All Match Reports: Credit: Brendan Seeley
The Armageddon intro plays as various clips of PWF wrestlers are shown and "Keep Away" by Godsmack plays. The music continues as we zip to the arena and thousands of South African Wrestling fans go wild with drums beating and cheers as the pyro's blast off to signal the start of the show. We then cut to the announcers table where "Big Dave" Lambourne and Eric "the enema" Gellar are waiting to kick off the show.
Big Dave: Hello everyone and welcome to PWF Armageddon, we are in Johansberg, South Africa. We thank those of you back home who have stayed up late to watch this show live, don't worry if you fall asleep, we're repeated later at a more reasonable time.
Gellar: Well, seeing as MVD's not booked, you might as well go to bed now, the shows over.
Big Dave: What are you talking about now? This isn't the gWo show you know.
Gellar: It isn't? Dammit, I got on the wrong plane.
Big Dave: We've a spectacular card set up for tonight, including King Volcano v Gambino. Which will be a very interesting match.
Gellar: Indeed, I don't know who booked that one, surely Gambino didn't book it himself.
Big Dave: It is a strange booking.
The scene opens to where Ken Kido is entering the building as some guy wearing a PWF stripped shirt walks up to Ken Kido
Staff Member: Aren't you Ken Kido???
Ken Kido: Yes I am. Why do you want to know???
Staff Member: Well I was told to tell you that you have a match against Masta P this armageddon.
Ken Kido: About time that guy comes and faces me. That bitch ain't going to know what's going to hit him.
Staff Member: Whatever.
Ken Kido: WHAT?!?! You say whatever to THE SNIPER!!! That's it. You have me so pumped up i want to kick somebody's ASS!!! Starting with...YOU!!!
The scene closes as the Staff member begins to run
Davey K is sat at his monitor staring at disbelief at what he has just seen
Davey K: What in the world was that?
Davey K reaches for his phone to call Masta P
Davey K: Dude? Yeah its Davey K, man you gotta see what Konky Kenny Playdo has just done, what? Oh yeah I mean Kenny G Kido, no sorry, Ken Kido! Tell you what dude, ill leave the tape in my locker room for you, you have to see it. He actually called you a bitch! Yeah, dude, like a female dog....JVD!
At this point there is a knock at the door and a janitor walks in
Janitor: Davey? Just here to take out the trash....
Davey K: You look really familiar.....have you just been threatened by Ken Dildo?
Janitor: Yeah.....I really dont know why.
Davey K: He has no balls
Janitor: Eh? No balls
Davey K: You know, a lack of balls, no love nuts.
Janitor: So thats why he is so mad all the time?
Davey K: Oh yeah, and you know why they call him Ken Dildo dont you
The Janitor shrugs his shoulders, so Davey leans over and whispers into the Janitor's ear
Janitor: Oh good, and that went all the way
Davey K: Oh yeah, the doctors say its a wonder he can sit down.
Janitor: I gotta go, I feel real sick all of a sudden.
Davey K: Run along Junior, nice talking to you!
The scene fades out
Report:Ken starts the match by trying to take the big man off his feet. Ken hits a flying neck breaker that takes P off his feet. Ken tries to hit the 450 but P catches him with a knee to the stomach. P dominates Ken for awhile before he hits the Masta Bomb for the win.
Masta P Defeats Ken Kido @4:43
Big Dave: Masta P picks up the win over Ken Kido in a relatively easy match.
Gellar: Now this is where you want to see MVD come charging down and kick Masta P's ass. But I don't think he'll bother.
Big Dave: Okay, you keep mentioning MVD tonight, any particular reason.
Gellar: Erm.. This is the 2nd show in a row he's been left off?
Big Dave: That would explain you, yes, that's definitely it.
DarkStorm is seen walking in the back along a shadowed corridor. His long dark cloack acting as a shadow in the abyss of the dimly lighted area. DarkStorm stop when he gets a little bit closer to the camera, and there stands Johnny Mayhem. He looks like he is watching someone leave, or as if he had just had a interveiw with someone. He turns around and DarkStorm is standing there. Mayhem slowly backs up
Mayhem: " Mr....Mr.....Sssss..torm.."
DarkStorm: " Whats wrong Johnny, you act like you've just seen something come out of the deepest of shadows..."
Mayhem seems to be a little realived
DarkStorm: "Well, Johnny Mayhem...........YOU HAVE"
Mayhem's eyes grow bigger than two fifty cent pieces
DarkStorm: "Do you know what a prophecy is Mr Mayhem?"
Mayhem slowly shakes his head
DarkStorm: "....A prophecy is pathway..a pathway to a certain path in the road of destiny.......there are some who call themselves profits......there are some who call themselves enlightened.........then there are those who look in the mirror everyday and see nothing but a empty soul starring back at them....."
Mayhem: "...w.w.e.l.l...., I was wondering if I could get your oppinion about the crucial words the Sabre just said earilier..."
DarkStorm: "...Holy water, and crosses.....ha ha ha, Sabre, use them if you will, but tonight, I have found what I have been missing ever since I came here...."
Mayhem: "whats thats??"
DarkStorm: ".....something I thought I would never see again"
Storm starts to walk off and then turns around suddenly
DarkStorm: "..........one more thing, good luck tonight Sabre.......ha ha ha..."
DarkStorm stops laughing and with a serious expression across his face, he turns and walks away
Golgotha and Profit have just arrived at the MoM locker room. Profit is on his cell phone taking care of some business as the two enter and see Team Brutal Force.
Leroy: "Hey, what are you guys doing here?"
Barry: "Yeah, Golgy, you don't have a match tonite."
Golgotha: "I know, I just wanted to come here and offer my stablemates support. And if your opponents have Suicidal Intentions, put them out of their misery. But I want you to do me one huge favor in your match tonite."
Leroy: "Wat?"
Golgotha: "Those two, in there own stupid, comical, pityful way, have minorly insulted me. Grimm 1:13? Come on, thats a clear and blatent off of Ephesians 1:13. And 'The Miracle' Mikey Oritiz? Please, it a miracle that he can even speak! If anyone in the PWF knows about miracles its me, and the truth is, this guy isn't one. So tonite, in your match with them, hit them with a good, old fashoined chair shot to the head for me, ok?"
Brutal Force looks and each other, and then Golgotha and the three of them dish out high fives as the camera fades to black
Big Dave: Welcome back, our next match involved the debut of a new wrestler, in Reaper, who we are told is part of a team. No details yet on who his partner is. In fact he's said very little to anyone backstage.
Gellar: Keeping his business to himself. Could be good, could be bad.
Report:Reaper shows his stuff on his premier as he dominates the madman with kicks and punches. Theros battles back after Reaper miss a huge shoulder block, Theros tries the System Shock but Reaper back flips the moves and hits a reverse ddt. Mr. Walrus tries to help Theros but the ref sends him to the back as Reaper hits the Decapitation. Reaper makes the cover to win his first PWF match.
Reaper defeats Theros @6:28
Big Dave: A spectacular win for Reaper on his PWF debut.
Jason Hunt is walking around the backstage area wearing his new "JasonHolic" t-shirt and a his wrestling attire pants. Hunt walks up to a guy.
Hunt: Hey, could you tell me where M.o.M's locker room and more importantly Profits office is?
Janitor: Go straight down this hall, take a left, go straight down that hall then take a right and it'll be the 2nd door on the right.
Hunt: Gotcha, thanks pal.
Hunt rubs his hands together in a scheming way and he has a smile on his face. He walks down the hall then takes a left walk down that hall then takes a right and sees the 2nd door on the right. He opens up the door to find an empty room with a brief case sitting on a table.
Hunt: I'll teach you guys to mess with the Jason Mobile, and it's only just starting.
Hunt opens up the brief case and he takes out the contract for his match with Golgotha at KOTDM and he signs it with a pen in the brief case and then he goes and posts it to the front of the door. He then jumps up on the desk and with the brief case still open full of papers he unzips his pants and whips out his uh...censor bar. He proceeds to urinate on all the documentations in the briefcase. The briefcase is full of urine and Jason Hunt zips his pants back up and he shuts and locks the brief case.
Hunt: I hope ya like that one. Never mess with Jason Hunt.
Jason walks off laughing and he shuts the door behind him....
We see Brutal force Backstage. They are wearing their PWF Hardcore Tag team Championship belts. Leroy wears his around his waist, Barry has his over his shoulder.
Leroy: "This is Barry Burton, I am Leroy Greene, but you can call me..."
Deep Breath
Barry: "Larry?"
Leroy: "Arrgh!!! That's not funny!"
Barry: "Just get on with it."
Leroy: "OK, we are Brutal Force. And tonight we have a match against Suicidal Intentionz. Reg hier in Johannesburg."
Huge pop from the crowd
Barry: "We are fighting them, but we are very different teams. You see we don't have Suicidal Intentions, but we do have Homicidal Intentions..."
Leroy: "Wat?"
Barry: "...Not-very-nice intentions..."
Leroy: "Wat?"
Barry: "...Kick their teeth all over this Johannesburg intentions..."
Leroy: "Wat?"
Barry: "...Brutal intentions. And there is nothing they can do about it. Let's go Leroy.
Leroy: "Yeah, because it's... Tyd uithou afval!"
Brutal Force walk off. Fade out.
As the PWf comes back to the arena One Step Closer by Linkin Park blares into the arena. Without any pyros Grimm and Mikey walk out and slide into the ring
Grimm: Hello Johanasberg
Crowd cheers
Grimm: Now I don't know about you guys but I thought that promo by the Brutal Force was...just plain Brutal...for the fans that is...I mean...you can call me Grimm or you can call me GRIMM!!!!!!!!! I mean that sounds better then BRUCEEEEE!!!
Crowd laughs
Grimm: Now let's see if we can do this right Mikey ok?
Mikey: k
Grimm: Brutal Force were gonna kick your asses tonight
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: I said were gonna kick your asses tonight...were gonna make you bleed
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: I said were gonna make you bleed!..were gonna have weapons to destroy you...
Mikey: whut?
Grimm: I said were gonna have weapons..like chairs
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: 2x4s
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: Tables
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: barbed-wire 2x4s
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: And were gonna bring thumbtacks
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: I said were gonna bring thumbtacks!
Crowd cheers
Grimm: see BF it's not hard to say Whut
Mikey: Whut?
Grimm: Hahaha see Mikey's hooked on it..
Mikey: Now you guys think your all brutal and @#%$ why nto make the match for the hardcore tag team titles? I mean it's your type of match and...we haven't won a match yet because of some things but that's another story...so how about it boys?
Grimm: Because if you do it will be new champions...it will be something like this...Ladies and Gentlemen..Boys..and..Girls..Childern of all ages..C.O.S..proudly brings to you it's soon to be PWF HARDCORE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS of The WORLD!!!!! The Miracle Mikey Ortiz!
Mikey poses
Grimm: They Mystery Grimm...the Suicidal Intentionz!!!!!!
Mikey: And if you're not down with that I got 1 word for ya..BLOODBATH!!!!!!
Grimm and Mikey drop the mics and head to the backstage
Just as Grimm & Mikey are about to leave, Mamma said knock you out hits and Brutal Force appear on the Ultra-Tron.
Barry: "It appears the old saying is true. Suicidal by name, suicidal by nature. Very well, Leroy do you think we should give them the title shot?"
Leroy: "Hmm... you mean Reg hier in Johannesburg!!!!!?"
The crowd gives a huge pop.
Barry: "Where else."
Leroy: "Welll, lets ask the crowd. If you want to see Brutal Force absolutly destroy these morons in a PWF Hardcore Championship match, you know what to do."
The crowd shouts as one.
ACH HEL JA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Barry: "That's settled then."
Leroy: "Since you Suicidal Idiots probably have no idea whats going on, that was a yes and you are in for the beating of your lives. Because my First Strike is always my last."
Barry: "When the Seconds are Out, you will be next."
Leroy: "Because we are Brutal Force,..."
Leroy: & Crowd: "EN DAAR NIKS JOU BLIK MAAK OMTRENT ALLES!!!!!!"
Report:Rookie begins the contest with right hands snapping each one between the eyes of Mr.Walrus. Rookie tries the Top Draft but Walrus pushes him into the ropes, As Rookie comes back Walrus hits the suplex that sends Rookie to the ground. Walrus stands over him and hits the Walrus elbow. Walrus is just doing the do the Walrus dance as Rookie flips up and attempts the Free Agent Money Maker but Walrus counters it some how into a small package for the win.
Mr.Walrus defeats The Rookie @7:00
Big Dave: Some would say a surprise win for Walrus, as Rookie has been on a big roll of late. Perhaps Loki is finally starting to get to Rookie.
Gellar: Loki is starting to get to me now, he's getting a little sick and twisted with some of his pranks.
Big Dave: Indeed, he nearly burned the arena down in Sao Paulo.
Gellar: Let's hope he resorts to more safer pranks in the future.
Cameras cut to Johnny Mayhem, beginning an interview with Sabre, who has his head lowered in what looks like silent prayer...
Mayhem: Sabre, you've challenged Darkstorm for a match tonight at Armageddon. Care to give us a reason?
Sabre: Well, Darkstorm bailed on me last Armageddon. That ain't so bad though, cuz I think he's a little creepy...
Mayhem: His promos are certainly on the macarbe side. Many wrestlers he's faced have said the mind games give him the edge.
Sabre: Well, c'mon man. As if he doesn't have... you know... links to the dark side.
Mayhem: ... So you're saying he's getting... help?
Sabre: Heck yes I am. I bet he voms green as a pre match ritual. Then slays a goat, covering his body in its blood...
Mayhem: Right, right, right. So this has you worried?
Sabre: Ohhh, don't think I'm worried. First things first, I'll be pulling out the 'ol cross and throwing the Holy water all over mister smoke and mirrors. All I need is a young priest and an old priest. The power of Christ compels you! The power of Christ compels you!
Mayhem: I don't know what to say... but I think you're underestimating this young mans wrestling ability...
Sabre: Well, he'd better hope my mother ain't in there, cuz she'd make mince meat outta that lanky bastid!
Sabre walks off, but quickly walks back, grabbing the mic...
Sabre: Just remember, Darkstorm is a liar. He will lie to confuse us. But he will also mix lies with the truth to attack us. The attack is psychological, but powerful. So don't listen, remember that, do not listen.
Johnny Mayhem is left by himself shaking his head as Sabs sneaks off...
Mayhem: Ass.
Jason Hunt is in his locker room sitting down on a bench with his wrestling attire on and his soaked hair covering his face.
Hunt: Golgotha, at King Of The Death Match you're on. I sure hope you and profit liked the little gift I left ya.
Hunt starts to laugh be he regains hims composure.
Hunt: It's going to be my pleasure kicking your ass and taking that belt from you. That is if you can keep it til then, I mean you have Grimm to worry about for right now and he just might take that belt from you. Oh and what I did to your guys' briefcase is just the begining. I have only started the pay back for ruining the Jason Mobile. Just remember what I said...pay backs are a bitch.
Hunt runs his fingers through his hair and he stands up and gets ready for his match.
Hunt: Tonight, I have a match with Inmate and Big Poppa. Big Poppa, we have teamed together and I have nothing against you, hell man I like ya. But what I might do to you tonight, dont take it personally it's just business. Now Inmate, oh Inmate, just another JasonHolic. A jealous one who wants to see how he measures up to the fastest rising star in history. Well Inmate, tonight you are going to receive one hell of an ass kicking compliments of one pissed off Jason Hunt. I'm going to take it easy tonight not because of my shoulder, my shoulder is just fine.
Hunt's shoulder is out of it's sling but he tries to move his arm around to show everyone it's okay but he flinches in pain as he attempts to move it.
Hunt: It's just fine. No, the reason I am going to take it easy is because Inmate I want you to be 100 percent healthy for your match against Gambino. Because I think you can beat him and I want to be there laughing in his face once he loses that title. So i'm letting you off easy, you just have to do your part and kick Gambino's ass. I could care less if you win or not, it would be pretty damn funny to see it though. I just want to see you inflict pain on his ignorant ass. Because he's too afraid to face me one on one.
Hunt tries moving around his shoulder some more but it hurts him.
Hunt: This match is dedicated to the Jason Mobile...R.I.P 2001-2002. That was one damn good car...Golgotha what I did so far, hails in comparison to what i'm about to do...
Hunt opens the door to his locker room with his one good arm and he walks out right into Inmate who his smiling his sadistic smile.
Inmate: You think I'm one of your pathetic fans or a Jasonholic as you put it. I woulnd't waste my time. This match isn't for me to try and "measure" up you *poke's Hunt's bad shoulder* as you claim, but more TO SHUT YOU UP! I'm sick of you going around "oh I'm the greatest even though all my wins were against complete losers." bullshit. now i don't know where Big Poppa gets off trying to stick his neck in our business but if he wants his head underneath a plumeting gullotine it's fine with me. Now go back to your locker room and nurse your little *pokes Hunt's bad shoulder again.* shoulder until our match WHEN I RIP IT OUT OF THE SOCKET! *Pushes Hunt's bad shoulder and he staggers back into his locker room a falls. Inmate then closes the door a props a long 2x4 underneath the doorknob and heads back to his own locker room.
Big Dave: Well our next match is one that was booked last week, but DarkStorm vanished, for no reason. He has however stayed for his match this week. Should a good contest.
Report:The 2 being the battle with highflying skills, Darkstorm hits the Darkstorm driver early on but Sabre gets his foot on the rope. Sabre begins to go on the offensive front after Darkstorm misses a Moonsault. Sabre gets the Sabre’s edge and tries sets up for the 450 splash when MVD and Power G run out. Power G distracts the ref as MVD pushes Sabre off the toprope and connects with a 5* frog splash. Seeing the opportunity Darkstorm covers Sabre for the 1..2..3!!
Darkstorm defeats Sabre @8:55
Big Dave: Now you get to see your man, MVD turn up.
Gellar: Too right, and he teaches Sabre a lesson as well. Shame he didn't take out DarkStorm while he was there, but never mind.
The camera finds “The Real Show” Big Poppa walking down the hallway. Suddenly Ted Tedison appears and has a mic in hand. Poppa stops and turns around. Oh yey, now we get to read ANOTHER boring interview.
Big Poppa: “Ted, I’m going to say this only once. I’m not in the mood. Go away.”
Tedison: “But…”
Big Poppa: “Ted I said go away. I’m not going to be bothered by the likes of you right now.”
Tedison: “Fine. Will you be bothered by me later?”
Big Poppa: “Dammit, don’t make me PAPTIZE you…”
Ted takes a hint and walks away. The camera fades to black.
Stanyer and Dawg are seen over a table pouring a cup of coffe...as the camera pulls back the men start walking away...as they enter a hallway Hanibal pops out of no where and stands in front of them...
Hanibal: Hey guys...enjoying your coffee...
Stanyer: Well actually..*Hanibal cuts him off...
Hanibal: SHUT UP! you thin i care if you'r enjoying your coffee or not..I could care less..even if it were a tall warm glass of Goat Piss...you see I have a problem with the two of you..
Hanibal starts walks forward as Stanyer and Dawg back away...
Hanibal: i believe you two ass clowns said this....
Hanibal pulls out a tap recorder and presses play..
TAPE-Stanyer: Looks like The Warriors are getting on the vicious streak right now
Dawg: Nobody…unless you count the late great Canadian Kaos was able to do that really!
Stanyer: Oh come on you don’t mean that! Kaos was good but when they split it was a good thing for Grimm.....
Hanibal stops the tape...
Hanibal: Now if i was correct that was your voices right??
Dawg: Ye..Ye..Yes sir.
Hanibal: You actually think that?
Stanyer: Well we said it didn't we...
Hanibal smerks..
Hanibal: Incase you didn't know..I beat EVERY tag team they put infront of us..Brute FORCE..Gods of WAR..Gods of Gore...It didn;t matter who they were..We as in me and Grimm destroyed them. But now Grimm is with that no talent jobber Mitchell Horse Tits! And would you please tell me there record??
Dawg: I believe its 2-0..but they were cheated..
Hanibal laughs..
Hanibal: Question..How do u cheat in a match that has no rules...you don't...So next time you ass puppets want to say something about the Greatest Tag Team Wrestler ever...make sure you know the facts..Now get out of my face..
Both Stanyer and Dawg quickly walks away from Hanibal.
Hanibal: And oh yea Have a nice day
Hanibal laughs as the camera fades.....
Big Dave: Interesting comments from Hanibal, reminiscing about his time with Canadian Kaos, despite the fact it was he who chose to split them up.
Gellar: Perhaps he is having second thoughts, his singles career hasn't gone as well as he would have hoped, not yet anyway.
Big Dave: Well, we'll see how he does against PWF newcomer, Jimmy Liberty.
Report:Hanibal takes to the offensive right at the sound of the bell spearing the PWF rookie to the ground. A Hanibal begins to hit martial arts kicks and punches but Liberty catches one and sends him to the ropes. Liberty nails Hanibal with a clothesline. The 2 trade punches and kicks back and forth until Hanibal drops down and hits a low blow. Hanibal knocks the ref out and goes to get a chair when Grimm and Mikey Ortiz pop out from the crowd. Grimm moves behind Hanibal and hits the Fear Factor landing face first on the chair. The 2 roll Hanibal in the ring as the ref gets up. Liberty gets the pin…1…2..3!
Liberty defeats Hanibal @6:00
Big Dave: And Hanibal suffers another defeat. His prospects for King of the Death Match are not looking good. And it starts this Saturday, so he is going to have to improve quickly.
Gellar: Perhaps the extreme environment will suit his game better than it did tonight.
Big Dave: Perhaps, or perhaps not.
The camera blinks into a new scene, a piece of paper stuck to a notice board with a thumb tack. 'King of the Death Match Tournament Entrants', it reads at the top. It is followed by a table, with a few names already written in indescript handwriting at the top. The camera zooms out slowly to reveal Showstopper holding a pen to the paper. He scribbles his name into the next available spot, clicks his pen, and turns around to face the camera.
Showstopper: Yeah, i'm entering the King of the Death Match tournament. The annual tournament to decide a new Extreme Champion, and i've entered it. Not really my kind of thing is it really? Blood, guts, extreme. Well actually, you people just assume it's not my kind of thing. It's just i've never tried it. I've just been doing other stuff, that's all. Now, it is my time to try it, and no, i'm not trying to run away from Heelmaster either. I'm doing it because I know Theros, Walrus and Heelmaster are all game. I know, that if they're names are not up there within the next few week, that they've chickened out. I don't think they'll chicken out though, they want their hands on me as much as I want their hands on them. What better way to destory one another than in the King of the Death Match tournament. Yeah, so you guys get my point? Good.
Anthony Frost appears on the scene holding a microphone.
Showstopper: Hey bro! Yo man, sorry about what happened at a Dark Day in Hell. Let's put that behind us, alright?
Frost: Yeah, that's cool. Apparently you've not had a one on one interview in a looong time. And you've not been interviewed by me since the old PWF days.
Showstopper: Ahhhhh....the glory days.
Frost: Well actually, it's gonna remain like that. I'm not here to interview you, though that's what it may look like.
Showstopper: Really? Well what is it you want?
Frost: I've been sent by the Creative Team. They would like to know what you're plans are tonight. Apparently, Walrus and Theros would like peace for one night, and don't even want contact with you. The Team want to make sure you don't interfere in their matches or nothing, and they also want to know if you have plans for Heelmaster.
Showstopper: Well I guess I can ignore Walrus and Theros for one night. But I still need an opponent, and I don't think Heelmaster is here tonight. Am I booked?
Frost: No, you're not.
Showstopper: Well i'll tell you what, if Shane turns up tonight, and wants some form of tag match, then i'll fight him, if their's room on the card. To be honest, I didn't come here to fight tonight, I came up to sign up for the tourney. Armageddon just isn't my show anymore. And i'm a bit jet-lagged. See, I went to Chicago after we left Rio, to visit my family. So since then it's been hectic to get here in time. In fact, i'm booked on a plane in two hours to Charlotte. I see this time of year as the time to visit family you haven't seen in a while. It's a damn annoying coincidence that we have a World Tour, and it's hectic on me. I'll be damned if i miss Havoc though.
Frost: No plans tonight, and no idea where Kevn is at all?
Showstopper: Kevin is probably in Michigan right now, trying to get some sort of letter of Nightshade. Haha, I must say, that one cracks me up. The big and hard bossy Heelmaster bowing to God Nightshade. Haha! Oh god, I should be in Michigan right now, not Johanessburg. Hehe, nah, I think he's already been there, so i'd expect him to show up late tonight. Alright Ant?
Frost: OK, well I got more errands to do. Cya later.
Showstopper: Yeah, later.
The camera cuts to the next scene.
The Ultra-Tron lights up and finds “The Real Show” Big Poppa for the second time tonight. This time he’s sitting in his locker room playing his Gameboy Advance.
Big Poppa: “No dammit! Get him Sonic! Dr. Robotnik, you my bitch.”
Knock on the door
Big Poppa: “GO AWAY!”
Knock on the door
Big Poppa: “I said… Oh great. I died. Fack whoever is outside.”
Big Poppa switches off his Gameboy and goes to the door. He opens it and standing outside is Anthony Frost.
Frost: “I was wondering…”
Big Poppa: “Frost, I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. Let’s keep it that way. Go away. I’m not in the mood for an interview.”
Frost: “But…”
Big Poppa: “No buts, Frosty. Shoo. Be gone. Leave me be.”
Frost: “I… I just…”
Big Poppa: “Ok that’s it. Someone’s gonna get Paptized. BORIS, ATTACK!”
Boris comes out of a locker and jumps on Anthony Frost. Big Poppa shuts the door as screams of pain are heard.
Big Poppa: “Heh. Poor guy never saw him coming.”
The camera fades to black
The camara then shows a door. It moves from the bottom of the door, to the middle where it says: European Champion: Havok. Authorized Personnel Only. The camara man then knocks on the door.
Havok: Who the hell is it???
Camera Man: It is the camara that you requested.
Havok: Hold on a minute.
Havok then comes out and starts to speak to the camara.
Havok: LOKI, you stupid son of a gun. I was ready to give the rookie another ass whooping, then you had to come in and show your ugly face. My first defending match was a DQ because of you. Tonight you will face me, and you can bet your ugly a$$ that I will kick it staright to hell, then you can see the real god of mischive. I am the European Champion and I will keep it for a long time. Who wants to wreak Havok?? I Do!!
Havok storms off towards the ring.
Big Dave: Well, Havok will have his chance next, although the European Title is not on the line.
Gellar: Shame, Havok could do with another defence of his title. He picked up one on Saturday.
Big Dave: He didn't win on Saturday though?
Gellar: He didn't lose, which is a defence in my book.
Big Dave: Whatever, it's not official either way.
Report:Loki tries to get the less agile opponent off his feet but Havok just uses his power to knock Loki down numerous times. Havok sets up for the Devastation kick but Loki ducks and sends Havok’s leg into the turnbuckle. Loki hopes to the top rope and hits the Last Laugh from the top to get a 2 count. Loki gets back up as Havok stays crouched over and hits the Last Laugh again this time for the pin fall.
Loki defeats Havok @9:15
Big Dave: Loki picks up the win, just think, if that had been a title match, Loki would be European Champion now.
Gellar: I guess by beating the champ, that makes him #1 contender? Or does it still work like that.
Big Dave: Whether it does or not, I think Havok will want a match this Saturday regardless.
The camera cuts to a backstage bar, which is populated by few. Showstopper is stood at the bar with cash in hand. A bartender comes fomr offscreen and presents Showstopper with a small glass, full of a golden coloured liquid. Showstopper hands over the cash and turns away, taking a sip of his drink, and putting one hand into his pocket. Showstopper takes a seat at an empty table, and puts his fett on one of the stools while he slouches on the backrest. The door flies open and in walks Anthony Frost, visibly hurried.
Frost: 'Stoppa...
Showstopper: What's goin' on?
Frost: Well i'm afraid it's getting late. Heelmaster hasn't turned up, i'm afraid you two won't be brawling tonight.
Showstopper: Awww, too bad. I'm getting this pesky feeling that you didn't trek all the way down here just tell me Shane's not shown. What is it?
Frost: Well, earlier this evening, a promising newbie said he'd love a match. The Creative Team said they'd make sure he got one, and no-one is available, and again, it is getting late.
Showstopper: So you want me to fight a newbie eh?
Frost thinks Showstopper's gonna go off his rocker, and steps back a bit.
Frost: No, no ma--
Showstopper: Woah, it's cool. I'm willing to help out an aspiring young athlete. It's a match...
Frost: Thank god, Showstopper, you rule.
Showstopper chuckles as Frost leaves the room, as the camera cuts.
The Ultra-Tron lights up once again to find “The Real Show” Big Poppa eating at the arena’s cafeteria with fellow PWF’er Loki. Then, Johnny Mayhem with a camera crew of his own shows up…
Big Poppa: “OH GOD! Can’t you guys just LEAVE me alone? I mean I said again and again that I don’t want to be interviewed for my match and all you guys can do is harass me. Anthony Frost already learned his lesson by getting a Paptizing from Boris. Don’t make me hurt you, you scrawny bastard. God I’m fed up with you people. I’m fed up with everything. First I lose my tag championship, then I hear complaints from all these people. AH! I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to snap, and it’s going to be all your fault.”
Mayhem: “But…”
Big Poppa: “AND what’s with ‘But.’ That’s all you guys say. Can’t you think of something else to say to me? Or are you so FASCINATED with my Butt that you can’t help but keep saying it. AHH! I’m going insane because of you people. Jesus Christ.”
Mayhem: “Wait! Just here me out before you do anything crazy. I was here to interview Loki about his match with Havok.”
Big Poppa: “Huh?”
Mayhem: “I swear it.”
Big Poppa: “Oh. Well you sure you don’t want to interview me? I mean I do have a few things that I need to say, if you don’t mind.”
Mayhem: “Sure.”
Big Poppa: “Ok meet me in the parking lot, Lot B section 2.”
Mayhem: “Uh, ok. Whatever you say, Poppa.”
Big Poppa: “That’s ‘Real Show’ to you, bucko.”
Mayhem: “10-4 Real Show.”
The scene cuts to black.
Big Dave: Well, we now move onto our big tag match between Suicidal Intentions and the Hardcore Tag champs, Brutal Force. This is a Hardcore Tag Match, but it's not for the titles.
Gellar: Can the new team of Suicidal Intentionz pull off the upset and beat the tag champs?
Report:The 2 teams begin right from the bell, Grimm sets up a table and plants Leroy right through it while Barry and Mikey trade punches. Suicidal Intentionz double team both member from Brutal Force throughout the whole contest and appear to have the win when Hanibal runs out with a steel chair, Hanibal smashes Grimm in the face with the chair sending him over the ropes then connects with the top rope one man conchairito on Mikey. Hanibal drags Leroy over for the 3 count.
Brutal Force defeats Suicidal Intentionz @8:59
Big Dave: Suicidal Intentionz are still left looking for their first win here in the PWF. They have been really struggling to gel as a team. They are not what Canadian Kaos was.
Gellar: CK were a fantastic tag team, but Grimm got greedy, he wanted too much, and left Hanibal with no choice.
Big Dave: What? It was the other way around you idiot.
The camera finds “The Real Show” Big Poppa in a parking lot. A few seconds pass and Johnny Mayhem enters the view of the camera.
Big Poppa: “Finally, took you long enough, Pally-Jim.”
Mayhem: “This parking lot is huge.”
Big Poppa: “Shut up and give me the mic, jackass.”
Mayhem: “But I thought…”
Big Poppa: “There you go again with ‘Butts.’ Just do what I say.”
Mayhem: “Uh ok.”
Big Poppa: “I said SHUT UP.”
Mayhem hands over the microphone.
Big Poppa: “First things first… PWF’ers and PWF’ites… WELCOME TO THE REAL SHOW!!!”
Big Poppa gets a large pop that you can barely hear
Big Poppa: “Tonight I fight two people, one a former champion and the other a respectable newbie. Sadly, I don’t like my chances in this match. BUT I do know one thing… I’m going to put on one HELLUVA show, only because I am ‘The Real Show.’ Jason Hunt and Inmate are both great wrestlers in there own respect, and I truthfully can’t wait to get into the ring with the both of them. It’ll be one hell of a contest, I can promise that much. Tonight you’ll see a change of paths of the Real Show. You’ll see the new me. The angrier me. The stronger me. The all out better me. That’s that. Oh and it doesn’t matter if you like it or not… Because The Real Show… Just… Said… Soo…”
Big Poppa throws the mic at Mayhem and walks away as the scene fades out
Anthony Frost is shown on a cell phone.
Frost: Yes, I've taken care of it.
A pause.
Frost: He knows exactly what you want him to know.
Another pause.
Frost: I don't think he suspects a thing.
Pause.
Frost: You know him better than I do.
Pausing for a quick second. Frost then laughs. Then he pauses again.
Frost: If you're right, and he takes the match, it will be the beginning of the end.
Another pause.
Frost: Yes, I made sure you're signed up for the tournament. Don't worry about it.
Showstopper comes walking in from the back. Frost notices this.
Frost: I'll have to talk to you later.
Another pause.
Frost: Yes Mom, I love you too, bye.
Showstopper gives Frost a weird look as he folds up the cell phone and puts it in his pocket.
Frost: It was my mom, she likes a phone call every once in awhile.
The tron comes on as Eddie Hunter is shown on it.
Eddie: Hello all you Redneck gator wrestlers. -boos are heard from the crowd- SHUTUP! I was informed earlier that my match for Armageddon is me vs. The Showstopper. 1 on 1. Well, this may sound a little fruity but my mind was struggling thinking of something to say to make fun of him so, the show is tired of 'attempting' to be stopped by the Showstopper. The show will go on. The only thing being stopped is..Showstopper. And of all people, by Eddie Hunter. HAH! The newest dude to hit the PWF, Eddie Hunter! Sure Suicidal Intentionz was stopped by me and Hanibal, but they were on a losing streak anyway. -boo's from the crowd- SHUTUP! Don't think you can waltz into Armageddon thinking your going to win because you will hit a brick wall with my name on it. So I hope you don't get too excited and start getting a boner like a 12 year old boy looking at a fully clothed picture of Sarah Michelle Gellar.
After Eddie's stupid remarks are said he walks away as the camera fades out.
Gellar: You think we're related?
Big Dave: Who?
Gellar: Me and Sarah Michelle.
Big Dave: Comparing looks, not a chance.
Gellar: Excellent. That means I can still, erm... errr..... you know what I mean...
Big Dave: Showstopper v Eddie Hunter folks, while Eric hear dreams about Buffy.
Report:The 2 men tie up at the start and test each other’s strength. Show backs Eddie into the corner and pummels him with right hands. Eddie throws Show off him and they begin to trade punches. The match goes on like this for a while until Showstopper kicks Eddie in the sack and hits the Stopp’n The Show for the 1..2..3!
Showstopper defeats Eddie Hunter @6:20
Big Dave: Showstopper defeats Eddie Hunter.
Gellar: ........
Big Dave: Hello???
Gellar: Sorry, I was still dreaming about Buffy...
Big Dave: Find yourself a cubicle for gods sake.....
The camera cuts to an unknown room. There is nobody inside the room except for the cameraman. Up against a wall, there is a television with a tape sitting next to it. On the tape, a note says Play This. The camera man walks towards the television and puts the tape into the VCR. The television screen remains black for several seconds, and then the tape begins. The cameraman watches the tape.
A door opens and the room is filled with light. Through the doorway, steps a man wearing entirely black. The man is quickly identified as Bloodbath. He walks into the room and sits down in front of the recording camera. Then, he begins to speak, in the direction of the camera: "Some time has passed since you have last seen me. During this absence, I have begun to realise that it is time for the CoS to thrive, and there is one main thing that is standing in the path of that occuring. That one thing is a leader. Sure, I have been a leader, but my point is that we need a leader who is strong enough to help the Cult of Shadows to reach full potential. We need a strong enough leader that shall not fail us anymore. So, I have been on a search to find that leader and that search has just recently ended. The new man that shall lead the Cult of Shadows into its prime era will be revealed, but not too soon. When the timing is right, then, and only then, will the leader be revealed. Until that time comes, I will continue to be absent from the ring but I will not be absen from the events. I will be there..........watching............waiting........and then................we will strike!"
Big Dave: Bloodbath is back!!!
Gellar: Where? When?
Big Dave: Erm.. he didn't say, all we got was a tape. Oh well, I guess we will have to wait and see, as is always the case with the CoS.
Gellar: Indeed, as long as they stop doing that scary rings of fire stuff, I still don't know how they do that?
Big Dave: Neither do I. The Special Effects guys tell me that they have nothing to do with it......
Gellar: So who's doing it?
Big Dave: Someone in the CoS, obviously.
Gellar: I guess....
Big Dave: Anyway, we move onto our next match, the 3 way between Big Poppa, Jason Hunt and Inmate.
Report:The 2 big men start to wail on each other as Hunt waits in the corner. Inmate clotheslines Poppa over the top and then tackles Hunt to the mat with an onslaught of punches. Poppa slides back in and grabs Inmate off Hunt, Poppa sends Inmate off the ropes and tries a clothesline, Inmate ducks the clothesline but gets a super kick in the face. Poppa and Hunt double team Inmate for a bit but Poppa gets hit with a sidekick from Hunt and flips right out of the ring giving Inmate the chance to hit the Death Sentence and the win.
Inmate 61969 defeats Jason Hunt and Big Poppa @6:02
Big Dave: We will be back shortly with the main event.
Ted Tedison is shown standing backstage with Gambino, moments before his match with King Volcano. Gambino is wearing his wrestling attire, along with his "Damn right I sold out" t-shirt.
Tedison: "Gambino, King Volcano has challenged you to a match for Armageddon tonight. His style is very different from other opponents that you're used to, how do you think your styles will match up?"
Gambino: "Our styles? What does it matter how our styles are? The only style of fighting I know is going in there and kicking the other guys ass, plain and simple."
Tedison: "Well, he uses a lot of submission moves to wear down his opponents and cause them to tap out. Do you think that it will prove too much for you to handle?"
Gambino: "Are you some kind of idiot Tedison? Do you think that I can't handle myself against some low card loser like King Volcano? Just because he uses submission holds. I can use submission holds too, Tedison."
Tedison: "Well..."
Tedison is interupted by Gambino grabbing ahold of both of his legs and pulling them out from under him. Tedison falls down hard on the floor as Gambino continues to hold his legs. He then crosses them over and locks in a Sharpshooter
Gambino: "See Tedison...this is called a Sharpshooter."
Gambino then releases the hold and slaps on a Figure Four Leglock as Tedison screams out in agony
Gambino: "They call this the Figure Four Tedison!"
Gambino then releases Tedison completely, only to walk around to his head and grab ahold of his arm. He turns him over then grabs Tedisons leg, applying the Mafia Stretch(Gangsta Stretch)
Gambino: "Oh, and this was always a favorite of mine Tedison, I think you remember it. My very own Mafia Stretch!"
Gambino then releases the hold on Tedison as refs scatter around him to break it up. Gambino stands up and pushes the refs away, then picks up the microphone. The refs scatter around Tedison to check on him
Gambino: "King Volcano, submissionist or not, you've got jack @#%$ on me! Tonight, on Armageddon, I'm gonna go out there and do exactly what I do to all of my oponents every single week. Think about it though...you're gonna be in a match with the PWF World Champion...that's an accomplishment in itself. Win or lose, you should be proud of yourself! You'll go down in history with other great PWF Superstars, like Davey K, Jason Hunt, and Bloodbath, as having your ass kicked by the PWF World Champion...Antonio...Gambino."
Gambino looks down at Tedison, who is still being tended to by EMT's and referees. Gambino smirks then tosses the microphone aside and walks away as the cameras fade out
Camera fades in on King Volcano.
King Volcano: Gambino give me your best. Gimmie your Mafia Stretch. You think you can submit the MASTER OF SUBMISSIONS. Boy, you better walk on home. I dont give a toots about your GOLD belt. You can take your gold world championship belt and wear it to the ring. You can go to sleep with it everynight. But that doesnt change the fact that I am going to make you cry. I am going to snap your twig arms. You will learn that I am KING- King Volcano is KING. And when you enter a hardcore match with me its all about ME causing YOU PAIN. Go ahead and smile to the fans, I know your shaking in them boots. You cannot admit just how afraid you really are. Let it be known, that I intend to injury you. My goal is nothing less to cripple you from head to toe. SO go practice your figure four on Tedison. It wont do you a damn bit of good. Your limited moveset of 80 style hip tosses will get you no where in a hardcore matchup. Gambino- I HATE YOU. And it will bring me much pleasure finish the job Bloodbath didnt.
Report:Gambino looks a bit intimidated by Volcano as they square up. Volcano goes in for a grapple but Gambino gets the easy way out with a kick to the stomach. Gambino does quick hits to Volcano, which gets him angry. Volcano finally gets a hold of Gambino and locks in an arm bar. MVD, Power G run down to the ring. MVD distracts the ref this time as Power G runs into the ring and hits the G Power Slam on Volcano. Gambino rolls over for the cover and gets the victory. The gWo run in a celebrate as Volcano gets to his feet. They look at him as he raises his arms and slide out just before a ring of fire forms around the ring.
Big Dave: Look at the smile on King Volcano's face, as he stands within the ring of fire. He knows something we don't.
Gellar: But what?
Big Dave: I have no idea.
The arena suddenly darkens, and the ultra-tron flickers for a moment to static, it then begins to come out of the static, and then cuts back in to the fuzz, as if it was tuning in a TV station. Eventually it "tunes in" and we see an office, and on the desk in the office, smack bang in the middle is the same small Yellow Skull that was seen on Havoc. Gambino and the gWo suddenly hurry backstage as the camera zooms in close up on the skull before the camera fades to the PWF logo.