SCW Deathmatch!

[KingBear]

This is the first post for the SCW Deathmatch, all of the competitors start out in the ring. No need for entrances, that would take too long.

Check back here regularly for competitors in the ring. If anyone is striked out that means they have been eliminated. The first elimination will take place on Friday, giving everyone in the match 5 days to post their first action post. If an action post is not up within that time, expect to be eliminated.

Contestants!
AJ Scally
Bella Morte
Chris Pyro
Desperado
Erik Ornstein
Kade Samuels
SM Raye

The Rules:
The rules are simple, this is a Pinfall/Submission/KO match, NO DQ. This instance of the SCW Deathmatch will be singles with the top 3 contenders winning a shot at the Tag Titles.

This match is an Elimination Match. Meaning at certain Intervals we will make eliminations. The first elimination, as said above is Thursday. After that, the following Sunday.

The items in the match are listed on the picture I did, but there's a Thumbtack pool about the size of a ring on the outside, it's only about 3 Feet Deep so a person could easily stand up in there if they want. In the center of the ring sits a total of 2 18 ft Ladder Platforms. Meaning these ladders have been bolted to the ring and platforms bolted on top of them, you cant knock them over but these are used for high spots. LOVE the use of the ladders.

Also, on the outside edges of the rings is Tables for people to use or throw their opponents through.. And a portion of them are set ablaze. At the sides, barbed wire wrapped ropes and at the end of the ring sits an Exploding Cage Wall and 2 Glass Walls. All 3 are sectional so they can be used multiple times.

Basically people.. This is a HUGE MATCH designed for insane moves and insane action.

The Setup:



GOOD LUCK KIDS!!! MAY THE BEST KADE WIN!

TBCB Whomsoever feels like starting the action.

['The Franchise' SM Raye]

The crowd is on the edge of their seats as the official rings the bell, the clanging of the hollow sphere as it is being struck by the hammer calls out like a funeral march for the men and women in this bout. The seven participants start circling each other like jackels, picking the appropriate target and time to attack. Finally the first makes his move, SM Raye darts toward the man who he has had a lot of history with and The Dragon of Sendai meets his attacker with a venomous rage. The two begin to trade blow by damning blow as they begin to distance themselves from the other competitors. All the rest of the competitors follow suit mixing it up with the person closest to them. Desperado begins to rain down savage fists on The Anti-American Hero, AJ Scally. A youngster known simply as The Rookie that halls from Oakley begins to trade strikes back and forth with the trainee of one Vladimir Strife, Erik Ornstien. This leaves one Ms. Morte without a dance partner for the moment, but she refuses to be ignored. The head strong diva heads toward the closest pair and begins to pull on the shoulder of The Deadly and Dangerous One.

"And just like that we are under way... And it seems these guys knew who they were going after before this match even began."

"OH NO! Chris! Raye! STOP IT! Go after Bella she is the weakest one!"

"I don't think any of those six men want to be the one known for putting the only woman in the match out of it, but sooner or later someone will have to do just that."

At the age of twenty-seven and from Brookyln, the six foot three inch tattooed middleweight has had years of practice in matches like this, no rules no limitations. The multiple time GHW Nexus and H-Games finalist brushes the young woman from Livermore's hand away once and goes back to delivering punches to the skull of the young man from Australia. Feeling rejected Ms. Morte begins to tug on Desperado's shoulder again, in reaction The Deadly and Dangerous One half turns and shoves her back.

"What is that hussy doing? There is no way she is going to put her hands on Despy like that... I have half a mind to get in that ring and..."

"And? And what? Get your nose broken Ray. You and I both know you couldn't fight your way out of a condom."

"That was one time and I was drunk... WHATEVER! Hey where are those two going?"

Pyro and Raye showing more and more hatred for one another continue to trade blows, at this time swapping out punches for fore-arm strikes to the side of each other's necks. The two are heading south toward the pool of tacks, the Chicago native attempts to rend the head from his target's shoulders, but The Dark Knight ducks under his on-coming attack. The Franchise lets out a 'woh' as he tries to keep his balance, his foot just on the ledge and his wieght pulling him toward the pool. Chris lets out a chuckle as he waves to Raye and starts to head back toward the others, thinking the fourteen year veteran will simply fall into the waiting tacks. Obviously the second city anarchist has other plans as his arm frails out and catches The Modern Day Samurai's locks. Raye attempts to use The Dragon's dark hair to send him into the pool, but with a shove Pyro seperates them easily. The two take hold of each other and slowly make their way back toward everyone else, brawling every step of the way.

"There is so much action in this match it is hard to follow it. And now we see Erik Ornstien going toe to toe with Kade Samuels. Funny that the trainees of Vladimir Strife and Kingbear would be matching up much like their predecessors before them."

"Hey get your damn hands off of him!"

Erik has gotten the advantage on the rookie from Oakley, driving him back into one of the ladders bolted to the squared circle. Kade lets out a sharp exhalation of breath, the sound of his skin hitting the cold metal causes many of the fans to turn away from the action. Out of malice or hunger for recognition Ornstien pushes on the rookie's face and presses his head into the steel side of the ladder. AJ slips pass one of the strikes aimed for his head and shoves his assailant into the corner, following quickly with a series of chops to the bare chest of New Yorker with a sicking snap coming from each connection.

"WOO! WOO! WOO!"

Bella, who has yet to take any damage in this match simply tries to get Scally's attention as she pulls on his shoulder much like she has his targeted opponent. His mind on Desperado at this point in time clouds his judgment and he throws his hand back, catching Ms. Morte under the jaw with enough force to knock her on her backside. The spry starlet looks up at the man who knocked her into this embarassing position with her face slowly turning red. AJ feeling his hand hit turns around to and finds the predicament he has created. He mouths the word 'sorry', but only to recieve a club to the back that drops him to his knees. The Deadly and Dangerous man from Brooklyn helps Bella to her feet.

"Stay out of the way."

Scally quickly takes hold of his left boot and out of instinct Despy turns and drives his free foot into his shoulder repeatedly. Pyro stuffs SM's head under his arm and slowly drags him toward the rest before bouncing it off his own knee, as a reaction Raye simply throws out his right hand and palm strikes his rival in the abdomen.

"These guys are really going full throttle tonight. This is panning out to be exactly what I expected."

"I expected more blood... And why can't Chrissy-poo and Raye-bear work together instead of fight?"

"Other than the fact they can't stand each other and the fans want to see them tear each other apart?"

"So they could work together to at least make it within the final three."

"I doubt that is possible partner."

As the odd person out Bella simply looks around at everyone brawling like school kids before the platform high in the air catches her eyes. A smile crawls across the dynamic diva's face as an idea shines brightly in her eyes. The other six competitors continue to go after each other as Ms. Morte heads toward the eighteen foot tall ladder. The tattooed angel of flight begins to ascend to the heavens while all her adversaries are distracted. Slowly the other four combatants make their way into the line of fire of Bella, who is standing on the platform and staring down at them as if she is a jungle cat waiting to pounce. Fans shout out for the men to look up and watch out, but their cries go unheeded until Ms. Morte lets out a 'Yoo hoo'. All six men look up at the spry starlet high above them like deers that have been caught in a car's headlights.

"She can't be thinking what I think she is... Don't do it Kid you go too much to live for!"

"Wouldn't be funny if she dove off and everyone moved? We could see the end of that little home wrecker in one move. DO IT! DO IT!"

"Still upset about the Ethan thing huh? I have to admit he put up quite a performance earlier tonight against Envy."

"Shut up Jimmy."

The fans gasp as Ms. Morte takes flight and soars through the air with enough hangtime to make a flying sparrow jealous before she comes crashing down on her opponents. All six men scatter to the winds as they are all knocked off their feet, barely scathed the lovely platinum blonde slowly raises to her feet, holding her left side. She looks at the crowd with a wide smile and shouts 'TA DA!' before losing her balance and leaning into the ladder for support.

TBCB:

Worker Locations: Everyone, but Bella temporarly down after dive from platform, Ms. Morte leaning against the ladder

Also decide to play off Raye/Pyro SL and Bella/Hawke story a little, but didn't want to give away results for a match when we yet to know it.

Have fun and good luck y'all

[Desperado]

(OOC: Sorry but I got side-tracked but this is what I've got and I won't be on for the next 24 hours or so...)

His arms were heavy now. He lifted himself off the mat. It had been a while since he found himself in the circle of performance; entertaining spectators so that he could bread on his plate. He wasn’t sure what he was doing out here. Did he want to win this match? Unless it meant earning a higher pay-check; no, not really. He’d promised himself he was through with this, no more wrestling yet here he was, back in the pits of hell. And what a match he had chosen to return; the SCW Deathmatch. It was like returning to school only to sit the end of year exam. It had been 14 months exactly since he had fulfilled his destiny and defeated the Hell known as Nexus, his nemesis from 6 years. He had won yet he felt nothing. It meant nothing. A void remained in his soul that needed filling. After roaming around endlessly, here he was, back in the wrestling ring; ready to tear some bitches new assholes.

He looked over at Bella who was boasting at her triumphant dive. Their eyes met for a brief second. Desperado mouthed the word ‘Bitch’ and shit went down. The diva from Livermore charged forward; her speed note-worthy. Desperado anticipated and dodged beneath her out-stretched arm. She stopped in her tracks, turned and met a mouthful of boot down her throat.

“That was right on the kisser Jimmy. That bitch got a mouthful right there, exactly the way she deserved.”

“Desperado doesn’t hold back when he’s in the mood. Bella Morte did not see that one coming. Especially after her heroic take-down of six men.”

Desperado took a step-back, smiling at his accomplishment but the smile faded pretty quickly as a quick roll-up had him sweating like a dog in China. A two-count was all that Raye could manage as the veteran escaped in the nick of time. He began to stare-down the over-confident rookie down as the two remained hands on deck, but before the Strife Slayer could tear him limb from limb, his prey was Scallified with a running knee to the head. The highflyer stopped himself from running into the barbs that lined the ring. The feeling of bone crushing bone felt good. Scally had little time to enjoy the moment as Desperado had found the perfect opportunity to take the bastard out.

Rushing forward like a bull-seeing red, the deadly and dangerous individual rammed his target through the barbed wiring, crashing into the tables that had perfectly set-out below.

“A SPEAR! Desperado with a spear taking AJ Scally out. The speed with which he executes that move is simply marvellous to watch. I do hope AJ has been training those abs of his because they certainly would have been tested right there. The impact was amazing.”

“Speaking of abs. Doesn’t Desperado look in good shape Jimmy? I could lick cream of those, if you know what I mean.”

Meanwhile the Dark Samurai had recovered to his feet, only to realise Kade and Erik were also back to a vertical stance. A three-way showdown was expected as each man glanced across to the other, waiting for somebody to make a move. In the end it was the distraction from the crashing of tables that allowed Erik to take advantage and launch an elbow into the turning head of Kade. He attempted to take down Pyro with a follow-up flying clothesline but the Samurai dropped to his feet to avoid any contact. Erik was back onto his feet pretty quickly but had nowhere to run to.

Pyro unscathed bared his teeth at the rookie before breaking into a charge. The two met in the centre of the ring, blasting punch-bags into one another’s face, each trying to knock the other down.

[KingBear]

Blow by blow, the Canadian Samurai and the Estonian Brawler Technician exchanged fists in the center of the 3 rings. Each hit rocking both men on their feet slightly only to be interrupted by a flying clothesline from The One Man Militia. Pyro rolled back with the hit, popping to his feet quickly before charging at Raye, the pair met in the middle with a thud, shoulder smashing shoulder. Pedaling his feet, The Franchise powered the Samurai back towards the barbed wire ropes, just before hitting, The Dragon of Toronto dropped to the mat with his feet planted against the abdomen of SM. His powerful legs flex for a moment as he launches his opponent, the man who turned him to what he is now, out of the ring.

JP: I’m not quite sure what to make of this match, it seems almost like it’s 3 singles matches with a manager involved somewhere. Bella needs to make her presence more known in this match.

Ray: Why? Why do you always root for the women?

JP: Why do you always root for the men?

Ray: Touché

With a bump on his head from being slammed into the ladder platform, Mr Oakley stumbled up to a standing position. Just as he gathered his bearings, the screws were knocked loose by a devastating fist from the protégé of the Bambi Killer. Nearly losing all of the strength in his legs from the hit, Kade tumbles back to the mat, rolling heels over head before ending up on his stomach. Ornstein’s assault on Samuels was interrupted by a leg sweep from the ever peppy Ms Morte. Bella followed up the sweep with a stomp to the midsection of her new target, not too sure who to fight. After realizing what she had done, the candy coated Diva couldn’t help but giggle to herself before helping her would-be tag partner to his feet.

JP: This doesn’t look good for Samuels. I know when this match was set, Ornstein and Bella had set themselves up to team together. Now that it’s singles, I wonder if that pairing will last.

Ray: Stupid Erik.. He should be teamed up with Samuels. I mean, could you imagine the pairing? A KingBear Protégé and a Strife Protégé working together? Amazing!

JP: Since when do you say things that make sense?

Writhing in pain from the spear and his collision with the tables outside the ring, the Aussie rolled away from the set of tables, moving around to the backside of the ring, behind the exploding wall. Much to his chagrin, the Bull from New York followed him, ready to continue their previous battle. Through the cheering of the crowd, AJ heard footsteps behind him and turned just in time to duck under a big boot that was aimed for the back of his head. Sprockets and gears churning during the duck, the Flying Phenom leapt up to the apron with a single bound before launching himself backwards, driving his elbow into the back of the head of the Big City native. The tattooed middleweight staggers forth, dazed slightly by the elbow before twisting on his heel to face his assailant. The pair lock-up outside the ring but the weight advantage for Desperado causes a problem for Scally who is pushed back against the ring apron. He tries to break the vice grip Desperado has on him with a few quick shots to the insides of his elbows, the Strife Slayer responds by loosening his grip on his opponents shoulders only to lurch his paws to the throat of the Aerial Peoples Champ.

JP: And here’s Desperado proving that he just doesn’t care and wants to man-handle any opponent he faces. And the thing is, he has the skill to do so.

Ray: YEAH DESPIE! CHOKE THAT BITCH OUT! Uhm.. Erm.. I mean.. Nice.. Moves?

Not sure what to do with his current predicament, Bella Morte and Erik Ornstein both advancing on him, Samuels pops up to his feet and takes a defensive stance, waiting for the attack to commence. The Babyface Diva throws a shot for his jaw and Samuels side steps into a kick to his midsection from the Estonian. A cough escapes his chops from the impact and he stumbles back slightly, blocking a blow from Morte before lunging for Ornstein. His arms jut down, gripping the back of the future Strife’s knees before pulling them up, the weight of Samuels shifts forward as he drives Ornstein into the mat, following the tackle up by pulling him into a pin attempt. The zebra shirt drops to the mat to count the fall but his hand doesn’t hit the mat once as the boot of the Livermore Native breaks the count quickly. Samuels does his best to roll away from further assault but is stopped in his tracks by an elbow to his back from the lightweight Diva.

JP: And here, the funny thing is, no matter what Bella is doing to him, Kade is doing everything he can to not hit her? Did KingBear bestow these beliefs on him as well?

Ray: So long as he’s ok with hitting men and women in the bedroom, I don’t think it matters all that much.

JP: What?

Ignoring the rest of the action in the ring, the Dragon from Sendai plodded to his feet before climbing over the barbed wire ropes, ignoring the ripping at his flesh. His eyes stayed locked on the One Man Militia as he dropped to the outside of the ring. Raye recovered from the launch without delay, popping up and meeting Pyro next to the thumbtack pool. Thoughts raced through the mind of Raye as he tried to figure out where he could go to get a proper weapon to finish off the man before him. Before he could make his move Pyro stopped his thought process with a brick of a fist to the face. Slightly startled, Raye took a moment to throw a punch of his own, followed by a kick to the abdomen. Not the kind of men to ignore opportunities before them, the pair began throwing punch after punch, kick after kick at each other, working their way back towards the ring slowly and away from the thumbtack pool.

JP: And we continue to avoid that thumbtack pool. I remember the first time this match took place. KB wound up taking a fall from the top of one of those platforms into what was a thumbtack bathtub. That was a scene to behold, this time, however, we have a thumbtack POOL. Wow.

Ray: Indeed, I remember the blood pouring down his face in that scene.. And the roar that followed. That gave me chills that lasted for a week.

TBCB?

Breakdown:
Kade vs Bella and Erik in the ring, having just taken an elbow to the back after a pin attempt on Erik.
Despie vs Scally behind the exploding cage, Scally being choked out.
Pyro vs Raye outside the ring, trading blows, headed for the ring, away from the pool.

[Scally]

The self-proclaimed “Best in the World” and the Dark Angel continue on with their own match neither gaining the upper hand as they continue to fight away from the pool no sane person would take a dip in. The two men continue to fight in their own little world trading punch for punch and kick for kick. This sequence is soon halted as both Pyro and Raye’s world is invaded by a flying Kade missile who has been fired out of the ring by the Estonian and hitting its intended targets causing all three men to sprawl out along the ground. The Godking in waiting has little time to decide on what to do next, when he turns around his face is nearly slapped off by the hand of Miss Morte.

Ray: I hope Erik learned how to deal with unruly women during his days as a bouncer.

JP: I don’t doubt he did Ray, but in the wrestling world you can deal with them a lot different from a nightclub.

Erik’s face turns red in anger and embarrassment as he begins to stalk the only female competitor, Bella deciding that her best bet is to stall her impending attack begins to run away from the Rookie, who shows his inexperience by only focus on the bubbly diva as he is soon caught unawares by a determined Desperado who leaps upon the back of Ornstein and drives his knees hard into the Estonian’s back before landing on the mat below applying more force to Erik’s back. A smile comes across the now upright Brooklyn native, which causes Bella to do the same, perhaps as a way of saying thanks for saving her. Morte’s smile soon turns to fear and shock as it hits her, she is in the ring all alone with the man they call “Deadly and Dangerous.”

JP: Bella is in a situation nobody wants to be in, all alone with Desperado.

Ray: Excuse me!

JP: A situation nobody except Ray White wants to be in. Happy now?

Ray: Let me swap places with Bella then I will be.

Bella looks around trying to find something to aid her as Mr Daniels slowly and methodically begins to make his way over to his prey. Miss Morte residing to her fate decides to bring the fight to the New York native as she peppers Desperado with a flurry of punches and kicks. The much larger man laughs off the attack before kicking Bella in the abdomen region causing her to double over in pain, in prime position for the ICW alumnus’ next move. The Nexus 2012 winner wraps his large right arm around the fragile neck of his smaller opponent and flips her right arm over his own right shoulder. Then with very little effort the Strife Slayer quickly flips Miss Morte onto her back, taking care of the pest momentarily.

Ray: Wonderful snap suplex executed by my Despy.

JP: He treated Bella like a stuffed animal there.

After playing pest control Desperado rises and decides to become exterminator and get rid the pest once and for all. The Deathmatch veteran thinks the best way to do this is to break Bella by making her give up. Using a move made famous by a certain Canadian hero, the man from Brooklyn places his right leg in between his opponents legs before wrapping them around it and flipping Miss Morte onto her back. Once the submission move has been locked in Desperado bends back little by little exerting more and more force on Bella’s lower back. Morte is screaming in pain, a noise so loud one would think murder is taking place live in the ring. All looks lost for the only female in the Deathmatch, as any minute it looks like she is about to tap. However, not too dissimilar to her run in with Erik, an unlikely saviour emerges, that of SM Raye.

Unbeknownst to the deadly one, “The Courier of Controversy” has slipped back into the ring and decides to take the attack to the favourite in the match. He does this by wrapping his hands around the neck of the veteran before leaping forward and driving the Brooklynite into the mat hard, causing Desperado to let go of the Sharpshooter.

JP: Interesting there from Raye it looked like Bella was about to give up, but Raye must have thought taking out Desperado was a better option.

Ray: It was a silly option.

Raye lifts himself and immediately notices an already damaged Bella, a wide smile comes across “the Franchise’s” face as he realises the woman below him is easy pickings. He bends down near the fallen victim before lifting her up by her long blonde hair and begins screaming at her.

“You think you can compete with us men, you think you’re better than me?”

His superiority complex getting the better of him causes the “One man militia” to forcibly drag the near dead Bella towards a section of the glass window. Still holding the beauty by her hair, the self proclaimed best in the world yet again talks more trash.

“This is what you get when you mess with the best, bitch.”

Raye’s words come back to bite him as he soon feels his head go through a section of the glass wall courtesy of a big right boot from the Novocastrian. Upon seeing Raye’s head kicked through the shattering glass, the crowd explode into cheers and shouts of “OHHHHHHHHHH!”

JP: JESUS! What a Yakuza kick there from Scally.

Ray: There goes any good looks Raye had.

The Aussie drags his right leg out of the now broken glass pane and merely slumps to the ground showing the effects this match has had so far. Miss Morte saved for the third time from impending doom has the where with all to roll towards a safe corner to try to recuperate. With all the competitors either down or trying to get to their feet, the fans decide to show their appreciation by chanting.

“This is awesome!”

The chant goes for a few seconds before dying down as now Kade and Pyro have risen ready to continue the match.


Breakdown:
Kade and Pyro have risen to their feet outside the ring near the set up tables.
Desperado is down on his stomach on the "C" after being hit with an Ace Crusher.
Bella has rolled to the bottom right corner.
Raye is slumped up against the glass wall after being Yakuza kicked through a section
AJ Scally is down on his back collapsed after kicking Raye through the glass

[Deleted]

The Dragon looks over at KingBear's protege, rage building as he had been separated from the man he truly wants, SM Raye. The Dark Jester works his way past the tables, grabbing onto the back of Mr. Samuel's head, slamming it against a table before looking for the man he truly wants to fight, and eliminate. He climbs through the ropes, again ignoring the barbed wire in his desire. Bella sees the focused Dragon walking towards the downed Raye, and decides to take a chance. She sneaks up behind the Black Hearted Warrior, quickly dropping levels and driving her elbow in the back of the Dark Knight's knee. Pyro groans as his body collapses underneath him. Ms. Morte quickly gets to her feet again, stomping down on the face of the man from Sendai. Unbeknownst to the only female competitor, Kade has gotten back in the ring, waiting for Bella to turn around. When she does, Mr. Oakley charges her while extending his arm. The clothesline connects so hard, Bella Morte does a full rotation before hitting the mat face first.

Pate:
Kade nailing such a brutal clothesline on Bella, I'm not sure she can continue in the match after such an impact.

White:
I hope so... No need for a woman in a (very) sexy mans world here.

Meanwhile, Raye shakes his head, trying to gather himself after the Yakuza kick he just took that sent him through the glass. A stinging pain throbs from his arm, which is a shard of glass that embedded itself into the flesh. The One Man Militia grabs the glass, and removes it which sends some blood and a groan from the body of Raye. He throws the shard to the side as he surveys the area. Sebastian sees the bane of his existence on the mat, holding his knee and he grins, knowing his hated rival is injured. The Franchise tries to get to his feet, but gets kicked in the head by the Estonian competitor. Erik grabs the One Man Militia by the head and lifts him up to his feet. Ornstein balls up his fist before driving it into the face of Sebastian Michael Raye, before driving his knee into the Controversial Man's stomach. Scally gets to his feet and sees the squaring off of the stars. He sees Desperado down on the mat, and decides he's going to get the upper hand quickly and eliminate someone. The Flying Phenom slyly works his way over to the downed Desperado, and rolls him over and lays his body over that of the New Yorker. The ref gets into position, starting to count. He gets to two when out of no where, Pyro dropkicks Scally in the face after managing to get away from Bella and Samuels.

Pate:
The match must be getting to Chris. Why would he break up a pinfall?

White:
Maybe that sexy Dragon Beast wants to be the one to get the first fall?

The Dragon sees Raye and Ornstein fighting. Chris glares at Raye as the One Man Militia spears Erik into the barbed wire ropes. SM Raye catches his breath when he hears "Let me beat your skull in like your father did to your mother!". The comment enrages the Militiaman as he knows who said it. He gets to his feet just as a running boot nearly misses his face. Raye clubs Pyro in the back, before catching him in a headlock. Sebastian walks towards the ladder, driving his enemies face into the metal rungs. The Dragon, drops to a knee as blood spews from his nose. A twisted smile crosses the Dark Jester's face as he lowers his shoulder into a charge. Pyro connects with Raye, sending both men into the exploding cage wall that goes off. Fans, and other stars look stunned at the sudden explosion. As the smoke settles, the One Man Militia and the Modern Day Samurai lay prone on the mat, the effects of the explosion taking a huge toll on the two hated rivals.

Breakdown:
Pyro and Raye laying by the exploding cage wall
Bella and Kade are fighting
Desperado and Scally are laying near each other after a failed pinfall attempt.
Ornstein looking at the results of the exploding cage

['The Franchise' SM Raye]

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

"It is pandemonium here! Chris Pyro just speared Raye into the exploding wall! Those two may have finally taken each other out period let alone out of this match!"

"CHRIS NO! WHY?!"

The explosion from the wall has left burns on the left arm and shoulder blade of The One Man Militia and all he can hear is the ringing in his ears. Chris Pyro the smart or dumb enough man, depending how you shake it, that seemed to have a momentary lapse in sanity lays just as still with burns going up his right limb. Strife's protégé looks on at the carnage for a moment before deciding his best course of action is to try and eliminate at least one of the two downed men limply lays across the chest of the one closest to him, The Modern Day Samurai. Pyro's ears are ringing just as bad as the man he tackled into the wall can feel the brushing of the zebra shirts hand on his shoulders and shoots up a shoulder before the official can even make a two count.

"The heart and drive in the EVPW superstars is unrelenting, but I think Raye and Pyro's hatred for each other may sooner or later cost one if not both of them this opportunity."

"First AJ kicks Sebastian's head through the glass wall and now Chris tries to kill them both with that exploding wall. This is not right... Not right at all."

"This is what EVPW and this match is all about... The Best wrestlers... The most extreme matches... And to top it all off... Memorable moments and I am sure everyone will talk about that one for the weeks and months to come."

Erik lets out a frustrated shout in his native tongue as Pyro weakly shoves him away and decides that the other victim of the exploding wall cannot have anything left. The Courier of controversy lays motionless, barely breathing as the rookie from Kuressaare crawls toward him, again a cocky pin attempt, but just before the official can make the final count that would eliminate The Franchise of EVPW Raye kicks out. A barrage of Estonian shouts escape the lips of Ornstien as he stands and turns his sights back to the down militiaman.  His time as a bouncer showing through as he angrily takes hold of the self proclaimed best in the world's hair and trunks and lops him over the top rope and to the floor with a sickening thud. SM lays on the floor dead to the world as Strife's favorite turns his unwavering attention to the slowly raising Pyro.

"Raye dumped to the floor rather unceremoniously and Ornstien is staring down the mentally unhinged ninja that is Chris Pyro. Not sure if you want to go down that route kid."

"LEAVE MY CHRISSY-POO ALONE!"

The street fighting specialist barrels toward the slightly staggering Dark Jester at a full sprint, but only to be scooped up. Chris looks around at the inspired crowd and sits out, driving his victim spine first to the canvas with a driver that has to make the originator of the maneuver proud. Sendai's dragon collapses after nailing his Michinoku Driver variation, safe from the current threat and in much need of a reprieve. As Pyro lays inches away from his down would-be attacker the two rookies continue to trade blows, Kade being still being rather reluctant to swing back on Ms. Morte. Mr. Oakley's hesitation is allowing the belle of this ball the opportunity to start showing off some of her skills as she leaves her feet and wraps those long, silky legs around his head. Bella quickly snaps back to take Kade over and leans back to hook his leg, but Kade still has more in the tank and forcefully kicks out at two. The lone woman from Livermore is sent forward and turns into the waiting arms of Samuels. The Rook takes hold of fellow Californian and drives her down, his hand under her jaw holding her head to his shoulder. Platinum blonde hair flies on impact as Ms. Morte ricochets off the shoulder of her attacker and she rolls away cradling her neck.

"What a Neckbreaker on Bella I don't know if her heart alone can keep her in this match much longer."

"GOOD RIDANCE! I would sleep soundly tonight if she is the first one gone."

Mr. Oakley claps which gets the fans to do the same as he waves for the 154 pounder to return to her feet. Samuels cups his hands together and prepares to strike, but is blind sided by a once down Brooklyn boy by the name of The Deadly and Dangerous One. Kade is in trapped by the arms of Desperado and seems has little choice, but to go with his attackers trademark cutter variation. Samuels, however, has other plans and as soon as the six foot three athlete leaves his feet the rookie sends him groin first into the ladder with a hard shove. Mr. Daniels' right leg gets entangled in the rungs of the eighteen foot steel and he gasps for air as he reaches for his nether regions. The Rook's eyes are set on the precarious position one of his adversaries is in and takes advantage as he climbs the ladder enough to look eye to eye with The Deadly New Yorker. "Y-Y-You s-s-son o-o-of a-a-a.." is all that Desperado is able to get out before a sharp kick meets his spine which sends his manly business jarring into the ladder, another groan escapes his lips. Kade waves a finger as if to tell the Nexus winner that the language is not going to fly with him and delivers another sharp kick to his targets spine.

"One thing I will say for this match it does bring out the aggressive nature of even the most fan friendly of our guys and girls. I bet KB is proud of his young padawan right now."

"OOH! I might have to talk Despy into letting me give him a rub down later... At least one of us would be really happy with the results of that.. Hint hint."

"I get what you're saying, but I do have a question my strictly dickly friend... Where is SM Raye I saw him laying there a moment ago when the official said he chosen to continue, but he has disappeared from view."

"That's easy he's... Um... Where did he go? He was right there?"

Australia native AJ Scally shows that he is still in the match as he takes hold of the foot of Mr. Oakley as he attempts a third kick to the spine of his still tied up foe, the two make eye contact and with a smirk The High Flying Phenomenon and New Age People's Champion gives the elevated technician a pull. Samuels goes airborne and comes crashing down on to the canvas with a sharp thud. Scally pumps up the crowd for a moment, doing a Chris Jericho-esque fake run before darting towards the ropes before about three quarters of the way to his destination realizing they are wrapped in barbwire. The Aussie stops and waves his hands in front of him. 'Uh uh! Not happening!"

EVPW's faithful lets out a unified laugh as the Australian shouts at the barbwire death trap and before AJ can turn around to go back to his assault on Samuels he is hit low by the lovely and talented Ms. Morte. The shot to the back of his knee drops Scally fast Bella follows by grabbing the long, skinny legs of The New Age People's Champ and bending him in half and as Scally lays there shocked at what is going on the platinum haired diva slaps him hard on his backside. AJ rubs at the affected spot and rolls around in a circle as the crowd continues to laugh loudly.

"Hey ditsy! This is a wrestling match not a circus... NO JOKES! And you have a man stop touching other ones!"

"*While laughing* Ms. Morte just added her own unique flavor to this Death Match I have to commend her for that."

"She slapped him on the butt Jimmy... It is not wrestling it is flirting and she is proving to be just as sleezy as I thought she was."

"Oh you're just jealous because you were unable to touch him."

"I... I..."

As Ray simply crosses his arms in front of him and mumbles the match continues on. Bella has a smile on her face as she turns her attention to the still uniquely position Desperado. Ms. Morte mouths 'Let me help you' and pulls his leg out from the unnatural trap that he has as of yet been able to get out of. The Deadly and Dangerous one smiles and nods as he allows her to do so. "Thanks" he mouths to her with a smile still on his face and as Bella gives him a reassuring nod the Brooklyn bred hardcore icon dropkicks her in the jaw. Mr. Daniels does a small victory shuffle as he looks at the down and shocked Ms. Morte who is beginning to crab walk away from him. Living up to the moniker he has been bestowed, Desperado snatches her by her hair and pulls her into an embrace before snapping backwards and sending the cruiserweight into the air and she crashes into the barbwire ropes.

"DESP-ER-ADO! DESP-ER-ADO! DESP-ER-ADO!"

The 228 pounds of sex appeal poises for the crowd for a moment instead of immediately continuing his assault, but unbeknownst to him the man slotted to be Ms. Morte's team mate had this been a tag team match is sneaking up behind him. Those gloved hands interlock as his arms wrapped around the waist of The Deadly and Dangerous one and James tries to break their grip, but before he can he is taken backwards and deposited on the back of his head and neck. Brooklyn's finest resembles a slinky as he fold in on himself and springs back onto his feet only to crumble back down to the mat.

"OOH!"

Estonia's own staggers toward the New Yorker and drops a hand onto his chest, but the more experienced man kicks out quickly. Erik tugs at his hair, flabbergasted over what he needs to do to get one of these opponents out of the match. As Ornstien looks around his eyes find the platform and he remembers the spectacular dive Bella performed earlier, and without a moments hesitation he begins to climb up to the eighteen foot top.

"I think we are about to see a sexy man fly now. YAY!"

"Ornstien is not know for going to the air... I mean he has that 'Mjolnir' Double Axe Handle Smash, but all we have really seen out of this kid is his ground and pound mentality."

Erik looks over the edge of the platform and vertigo hits him, he wobbles and tries to regain his posture as gravity attempts to play on him, but the momentary distraction is enough to take his eyes off the fact he is not alone at that height. Chris Pyro has somewhat recovered finally after his trip into the exploding wall and is standing behind the man who tried to attack him earlier, seeing his has been unable to locate the true target of his aggression. The Modern Day Samurai slams his elbow into the back of the head of Strife's rookie, takes him by the belt, and hurls him into the pool of tacks. Upon escorting his target out of his zone Pyro drops to his knee.

"HE'S DEAD! HE'S DEAD! HE'S DEAD! HE'S DEAD!"

Mr. Oakley and Scally watch the rapid descent of Ornstien from the ground and the two dart toward the same ladder, making eye contact the two stop their possible ascent to go after the Canadian head case. Kade gives AJ a shove, Scally returns it and the two begin to over hand chop each other's chests. Samuels gets the better of his opponent by elbowing him in the eye and attempts to whip the Aussie into the ladder, but Scally leaps onto the forth of fifth run, backflips out, and catches Kade, bending him backwards. The New Age People's Champ plays to the crowd for a moment, but that is all the Oakley native needs and he drives his knee into the side of AJ's head. New Castle's own is rocked for a moment, but quickly regains his composure enough to hoist his would-be attacker into the air. Kade, not one to be out countered, uses the momentum to take himself all the way over and as soon as his feet hits he sends the Aussie up and over before sitting out and driving his victims jaw into his waiting shoulder.

"MR. OAK-LEY! MR. OAK-LEY! MR. OAK-LEY!"

Feeling the much deserved praise from the fans coursing through him, Kade jumps to his feet just in front of the secondary glass wall. A wide smile on his face as he begins to celebrate his signature maneuver.

"Concord Cutter by Samuels! That's right kid good job!"

"Hmmph... Impressive feat yes, but he ruined it by blowing a kiss to Lizzie..."

Ms. Morna smiles, but Lizzie's joy is short lived as from out of nowhere Bella lashes out with a spear that sends both her and Mr. Oakley through the glass wall and to the floor outside. Pyro laughs as he looks at the carnage around him, blissfully unaware of the person who is crawling out from under the ring from the other side. SM Raye, kendo stick in hand takes the opportunity given to him to catch his greatest rival unaware. The Courier of Controversy quickly as he can scales the ladder and sneaks up behind Chris. *SNAP* The wooden weapon wraps around the top of Pyro's skull. The Dark Jester crumbles on the platform. Raye tosses his weapon down and it sharply catches Scally between the legs, the Aussie rolls away and cups his sensitive area. The Franchise bends down and tosses the limp body of Pyro on his shoulders before making his way to the ledge of the platform.

"What is that sick man going to do now? Hold on he is on the edge looking down... Don't do it Raye! I understand you want to avenge your children's suffering, but don't do this!"

"YEAH! DON'T DO IT! NOT MY CHRISSY-POO!"

The Franchise dives off the platform with Pyro going along for the ride, guiding his rival's head toward his knee the second city wrestler slams down on his other knee. The Dragon of Sendai's head bounces off the outstretched limb and his attacker rolls away grabbing at the one that took the impact of the landing.

"RAYE JUST KILLED YOU! RAYE JUST KILLED YOU! RAYE JUST KILLED YOU!"

"For God's sake you're right Raye may have did what he said he was going to do and that was bury Chris Pyro! That was insane! But SM Raye may have inadvertently taken himself out of this match himself!"

"That was pretty... Well except for the landing... My poor Chrissy-boo-boo and Raye of hope... Why would someone involve something from that height anyway?! Are they trying to make our guys permanently injure each other?!"

TBC:

Recap-Despy stunned after german, Ornstien in tack poll, AJ Scally down after Concord Cutter and kendo stick to the sack, Bella and Kade down outside the ring after Spear through the second glass wall, Raye and Pyro down after a sick maneuver from the platform

Hope you all enjoyed my long post sorry for length as I said I got into it[/font]

[KingBear]

Alright, ya'll knew this was coming.. And we're at our first elimination round. The auto elim. Now typically, if everyone in the match had posted, I'd probably have someone judge the match and eliminate 2 people at least. But lucky for everyone that did post, it looks like 2 people didnt, so those two are now eliminated.

Feel free to post how they were eliminated if you must but I'd rather just give a brief explanation myself.

Erik Ornstein, after being thrown into the thumbtack pool hit his head at the bottom of the "pool" and never came back up. Officials braved the pool while some of the crowd looked on concerned for his well being before slowly pulling him out of the thumbtacks, supporting his neck and head like a baby. The SCW Deathmatch is a very dangerous match and Erik learned this the hard way, he was stretchered out of the arena and taken to a nearby hospital in one of the 7 ambulances waiting outside the building.

Bella Morte, what a spear through the glass on Kade but the bad part is it seems her head took a brunt of the glass shards as much as Kade's back did. Poor Bella ended up with a shard of glass sticking out of the side of her neck, this was not planned and she too was escorted out of the match for fear of her life. The last any of the fans or wrestlers saw, Kade and the officials were trying to stop her from pulling the shard from her neck. Poor Bella was unable to finish the match because the officials feared for her life if the glass shard was removed.

I'd like to think Bella and Erik are both Ok.. But I dont want to control their stories outside the ring. So here's hoping their owners dont kill them off. Good luck you two crazy kids. And now.. ON WITH THE MATCH! Next elimination will be 2 more members on Wednesday. With the Final Judgement coming down to a three way when the PPV ends. I hope to make it to the final three, this will be my last time judging because I didnt have to judge anything this round

['The Franchise' SM Raye]

EVPW's faithful watches in awe, amazement, and dread as the EMTs and security come darting from the other side of the curtain. At least thirty men and two gurneys come down the ramp as well as EVPW Co-Owner Kingbear. The old man looks at the carnage around him nodding, a quarter proud and the rest leaning into the concerned side of things as is evident as the camera zooms in on his face. The legend from Concord watches on as he watches the medics take Erik out of the immediate area and deeper concern shows as Ms. Morte comes closer and he can see the real damage that this match has done to her. The paramedic checking on her state gives Papa Bear a grave look as they push the platinum blonde pass the curtain.

"This match has been insane to call and it is a shame that two people have career and maybe even life threatening injuries."

"Hey they couldn't hack it now we can watch these sexy beast tear into each other more without the weak elements."

"Ladies and gentlemen we have been informed that we are going to be taken to a backstage feed apparently something major is going on and it requires attention at this very moment."

The feed cuts backstage where we find the stretcher containing Erik Ornstien toppled over and the injured brawler sprawled out on the concrete floor. The six foot eleven Kingbear stands over one of the backstage crew as he angrily reprimands the man for his mistake.

"What is wrong with you?! Steve you are lucky we haven't fired you already and now you go and do this! What the fuck?! You should have been watching where you are fucking going!"

The  ineptitude and feeble-mindedness of the young man grows more and more evident with every show and all the small stage crew member can do is shake as he looks up at Big Sexy with tears welling up in his eyes. Papa Bear points in a direction with his thumb, tiredly.

"Just get out of my sight."

Steve nods in agreement and darts in the direction Kingbear has been pointing, but only to catch his foot on the on-coming stretcher containing the glass ridden Ms. Morte. The sudden half in motion causes the gurney to jerk and the momentum carries it toward the open door to the back of the medical vehicle. EMTs hurriedly rush to the side of Ms. Morte and the camera zooms in to get a sight of the blood jutting from her neck. Kingbear's eyes open wide and he quickly turns back to the camera.

"Back to the match! Back to the match! Get her in th-"

Papa Bear's words are cut short as the feed cuts back to the ringside area.

"Well obviously we hope Bella will be alright and our prayers go out to her and her family... On another note I don't see why Kingbear keeps that guy around he doesn't have any special skills or anything like that and all he does is cause problems."

"I don't know he might have ONE skill... Heh heh."

"I don't want to know about your hotel stays Ray, but anyway it would seem instead of just the two we know are gone we might have a third."

EVPW's fans watch as one of the medics stays in the rind to check on the state of SM Raye, The Courier of Controversy takes hold of the bottom rope as the man checks out his knee. After a few moments the EMT yanks on the leg of The Franchise and a sickening pop is heard and with the aid of the ropes and the member of the medical staff the Chicago native is back on his feet, much to the delight of the capacity crowd. The two exchange words as the ever Deadly and Dangerous One slowly returns to his feet, Desperado watches as the two have a discussion as Raye gives a one finger salute to the EMT. Upon seeing the simple and easily understandable gesture the six foot three inch tall man from New York runs as quick as his body will allow and slams his arm into the chest of his target and sends SM over the top rope and back out to the floor. Desperado celebrates his moment much like he probably has done with any other victory he has acquired and poses for the flashing cameras of the adoring public.

"What was that about?"

"I think the EMT was suggesting that Ra... Hold on we may STILL have a third elimination as Desperado attempts to pin the downed Chris Pyro..."

"ONE! TWO! OH!"

The Dark Knight kicks out at the last possible second and Desperado gets to his feet and argues with the official. Pyro takes the distraction as a chance to get out of dodge and recover, rolling to the floor. Newcastle's own gives a light shove to the twenty-seven year old from Brooklyn from behind as he debates with the zebra shirt. The two begin to trade shots back and forth once more, neither one wanting to give their opponent the upper hand. Brooklyn's dangerous man attempts a Hurricanrana, but the High Flying Phenomenon pushes him from his shoulders and airborne. Desperado shows off his aerial ability as well by flipping over himself backwards and landing on his feet before giving AJ a look which simply says bring it on. The Aussie goes for another Yakuza Kick, but the crafty former Imperial Champion ducks the incoming foot of his would be attacker. A frustrated grunt comes from The New Age People's Champ as he attempts to regain his balance. Desperado gets a grip on the dark locks of Scally's hair and attempts his variation of the European Uppercut, but AJ spins with him to avoid the impact of the blow and follows with a spinning elbow attempt of his own. Skill and experience show brightly as Brooklyn's finest ducks under the oncoming joint strike. 

"Amazingly even after the damage everyone in this match has taken thus far none seem to be willing to go down without a fight."

"MMMMM! MMMMM! MMMM! Desperado has to be the sexiest man in this match and the way his body moves... OH GOD!"

 2012's Nexus winner quickly takes advantage of being behind his foe and attempts an Olympic styled slam, but the agile Aussie is able to slip out of his grip and lands on his feet. The five time Nexus finalist tries to regain control, only to receive a boot to the abdominal area for his troubles. AJ follows quickly with a knee to the skull and a quick and clean spinning elbow strike which cause the crafty former Golden Angel Champion to spin on his heels, temporarily stunned. Newcastle's People's Champion wraps his arm around the neck of Desperado, bending him back to apply more pressure. The Deadly and Dangerous One answers back with a couple of quick and only momentum stopping knees to the face of his lighter opponent before leading AJ by his hair into his own arm pit. Brooklyn's hardcore styled icon takes the moment to allow the fans to lend some criticism before taking hold of Scally's arm and wrapping around his own muscular neck. Australia's High Flying Phenomenon is taken into the air and held upside down for a moment, but before Desperado can deliver the devastating landing AJ rolls down his back and quickly takes him by the waist. The Aussie follows up by tossing The Deadly and Dangerous One's arm over his shoulder and rotating him before quickly sitting down and driving his head into the canvas.

"NOVO ANNIHLATOR! NOVO ANNIHLATOR! NOVO ANNIHLATOR!"

"AJ Scally just hit the strongest move in his arsenal there is no way Desperado can come back from that."

"Come on Despy! You can't let that nerd treat you like that!"

AJ limply lays across the chest of Desperado as the official moves in to count down the Brooklyn boys shoulders. The man dressed in black and white slaps the mat once, twice, but as his hand makes the trip for the third and possibly final time Kade Samuels shoves the Aussie away. Mr. Oakley holds the small of his spine for a moment, still feeling the effects of the spear through the glass wall. AJ looks at him stunned before giving him the old 'what the hell?' look.

"Kade saving Desperado from the grasp of elimination and AJ Scally is trying to figure out what is going on."

"What's up with that? The Rookie just saved one of his opponents... I mean wouldn't you want someone else gone to add to your chances of surviving?"

"I want to chalk that up to Samuels lack of experience and so far only dealing with one fall matches... But it could also be a showing of respect from the rookie, but either case Scally doesn't look too happy about it."

Scally's Aussie blood is boiling as he stares at Kade confused and before the rookie from California can attempt to explain his actions AJ drives his fore-arm into his bearded jaw. The shot rocks the young man from Oakley and he staggers back a couple steps before rubbing his jaw and retaliating with one of his own, but the motion causes his spine to twist and a shooting pain creeps up it causing Kade to be unable to follow up. Newcastle's High Flying Phenomenon follows up with an uppercut which staggers Mr. Oakley a couple more steps, but Samuels again answers back with one of his own. Rook and The New Age People's Champ begin to trade blow for blow again before changing it up to hold for hold. Kade ducks behind the Aussie and wraps his arms around his waist, but the more seasoned Australian is able to counter and do the same to his foe. The two go back and forth like this for a moment before AJ catches the hometown hero with an elbow, Scally takes off for the barbwire wrapped ropes and jumps up onto them before spinning back and turning 180 degress and attempting a Sunset Flip. Unfortunately for the young man from Newcastle as soon as his foes shoulders touch the canvas he rolls back and to his feet. AJ looks at the rookie shocked and the momentary stop in action leaves an opening for Kade to kick his Australian head off. Once again Mr. Oakley is unable to continue the momentum as the motion sends another paralyzing surge through his spine that drops him to the canvas.

"What a sick kick! Come on Kid get up and pin him!"

"Whatever Kade is going to do he better do it quick... My Chrissy-Poo is getting up in the corner."

Pyro slowly makes his way to the downed Scally and Kade, but decides since he cannot have Raye, who coincidentally has once again disappeared from view he is going to torment the Californian rookie. Pyro takes hold of Kade's beard and pulls him to his feet, but out of instinct Mr. Oakley chops him hard in the chest.

"WOO!"

Canada/Japan's Dark Knight takes a step back and with a gleam of pride and respect in his eyes returns the favor. The two begin to trade chest slaps back and forth, making their way slowly to the side of the arena with the flaming tables.

"WOO! WOO! WOO! WOO!"

Mr. Oakley does everything he can to keep his balance as the two continue to trade shots while teetering over the edge over looking the smoking and popping wood.

"It is getting increasing warm for these two I am sure they can feel the heat from those flames from where they are and I am not looking forward to seeing someone getting a taste of burning wood."

"MMM did you say something about MORNING WOOD Jimmy?"

"No... I was not talking about that... I said Bur... Nevermind... I will rephrase it... I am not looking forward to seeing the first use of the flaming tables in th... Well look who has decided to rejoin us in this contest... SM Raye has reappeared from his hiding place on the other side of the guardrail and is now limping his way toward Pyro and Samuels."

"NO! Stay out of it Sebastian! It is not worth it!"

Raye slowly makes his way toward his rival and the unlucky rookie, his baby blues burning with the desire to finish of Pyro for good. The Modern Day Samurai catches his rival's approach in his peripheral vision and aims a kick to the damaged limb, but takes a fore-arm to the face from the rook. The kick drops The Franchise for the moment and he decides to crawl toward the Butchertron. Chicago's militiaman uses the metal rods holding the over sized projection screen up to lift himself back to a semi-vertical base and watches as Mr. Oakley prepares to continue his assault on Chris like a coyote waiting to pick the bones clean from a kill. Kade grabs the dark locks of Pyro, but only for his target to latch on to his beard once more, Pyro takes hold of Samuels head with his free hand and flips over his would be assailant, driving Kade back first to the ramp.

"Pyro just caught Kade with the Soaring Dragon DDT! That could have put the kid's lights out permanently!"

"OH NO! Now Raye is left alone with Pyro with no where to run! This is not right!"

"What is Raye thinking? He is climbing up the Butchertron... There is no way for him to escape from there."

Chicago's anti-hero reaches the top of the tron and looks down at the heavily breathing Pyro and while bracing himself on the cold steel that supports the screen he waves to his rival, telling him to bring it. Pyro scales the metal tower as quickly as his battered body will allow and meets his rival at the top. The two stare each other down for a moment before each deciding to swing, but missing wildly and doing everything they can not to give in to vertigo from seeing the long fall down to burning tables. Raye leans back with his good leg and uses the wall behind the tron to support him as Pyro uses the beam to do the same, the two make eye contact once more and similarly try to grab the each other. The movement again causes both men to slip and fall, their descent is quick, the landing reverberates with the sound of splintering wood, and the ashes and sparks fly into the air as dust is kicked up along with it.

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

TBC?

Wrestler tracker:

Raye-Outside on the remnants of a flaming table
Pyro-Next to Raye
Kade-On the ramp after Soaring Dragon
Scally- Scally is probably checking to see if he has all his teeth after kick from Kade
Desperado- Probably trying to get feeling back in his extremities after the Novo Annihlator by Scally

[Vladimir Strife]

Desperado and Chris Pyro are eliminated

[KingBear]

All five men in the match currently have put their all into just trying to survive the slaughter. With bruises, possible broken bones, dislocations and previous injuries all acting up, not one man is better off than any other. Still dazed from the Soaring Dragon, Samuels rolls over on the entrance ramp slowly, blood trickling down the back of his head from the impact on the unforgiving steel of the ramp. Further down the ramp, Pyro and Raye sit in smoldering ashes after emergency crews made sure to put out any major fires, trying to make sure this is still a gentlemen’s sport and not some sort of Kumite featuring a roundhouse kick from Jean Claude Van Damme that somehow nearly kills a man.

JP: This match has been intense. High spot after high spot. Through the glass wall, into the exploding cage, into the thumbtack pool. Now off the butchertron and onto the flaming tables. This is insane!

Ray: You can say that again Jimmy.. All of these sexy bodies are just not having a good night right now.. But I’ll help them feel better later.

In the ring, Scally shakes his head a bit, making sure the Desperado’s that he sees merge into one man before he panics. The idea of fighting two New York Bulls is not one that sits well in the mind of any man in the ring or otherwise. Four feet find their way to the ring apron with the assistance of four hands gripping the barbed wire ropes. Slowly four become three, and three eventually settles in on two and the Aussie has his bearings once more. Determination in his eyes, Desperado swings a leg between the top and middle rope before rolling into the ring.

JP: Desperado looks weird.. He doesn’t look like his usual mental mangler self. Kinda.. Well.. Twisted really..

Ray: He’s scaring me.. JP.. Hold me..

Outside the ring, Kade has finally put a Swiffer to his brain as well, crawling down the ramp towards the broken forms of the One Man Militia and the Samurai from Sendai. Before taking a breather at the bottom of the ramp, Mr Oakley makes sure to slump an arm over the chest of Chris Pyro. The ref drops down and hits the ramp with his palm. “ONE! TWO! THREE!” With that, a short ring of the bell and the Dragon of Toronto finds himself eliminated.

Ray: Noooooooooooooooooo!!!!

JP: Alright.. Turn off his mic for a bit.. He’s going to be sobbing for a while.. And on that note, I feel sorry for Raye.. If anyone wanted to eliminate Chris Pyro, it was him.. Good boy kiddo. Take the pleasure out of this for him.

In the three-ring-circus, Scally and Desperado have squared off, moving around the ring in slow circles, trying to find a mutual opening between the ladder platforms. With some taunting from the EVPW faithful, Desperado charges under one of the ladders and attempts to bring his target within pummeling range. Barely dodging, Scally leaves his foot in the path of the China Shop Bull who trips up and takes a tumble to the mat. Not one to give up so easily, the former NeXuS champion rolls, rather clumsily, over his back and side before coming back to a standing position. Without hesitation, the Runner-Up Strife Slayer charges at Scally once more who drops to the mat trying to duck under the mindless charge from the much larger man. Power being the only thing going through the muscles of Desperado becomes his downfall in this scenario as he plows head first into the ladder platform, rattling the metal before collapsing in the center of the ring, blood trickling down his forehead. Ever the opportunist, Scally scampers over to his target and drops down on top of him, finally going for an uninterrupted three. “ONE! TWO! THREE!” The crowd shouts out and two men are eliminated as the Zebra Shirt signals for yet another elimination bell.

JP: Don’t turn it on yet.. He’s still sobbing. Trust me.

Not trusting JP, the techs turn Rays microphone on and he’s sobbing and cursing uncontrollably and inaudibly. The sound shortly cuts out after.

JP: Didn’t I tell you?

Trying not to interrupt anything but also trying to resist a lawsuit from two unmoving men getting trampled, KingBear sends out a minor security force to collect Desperado and Pyro from the ring as well this time. Finally down to three and down to the Tag Team Contenders, the match only needs a winner at this point. Not wanting to be bored in the match, a chant starts as all men lay still for a moment, trying to catch their breath. “GET UP KA-ADE! GET UP! GET UP KA-ADE! GET UP!” Never one to disappoint, Samuels puts his hand up in the air slowly before making a fist. As if empowered by his beloved local fans, Kade sits up quickly and looks around as the crowd pops. With a grin on his face, Samuels lays back and plants his hands on the mats outside the ring before kicking up to a standing position. Pain can be seen in his face as he favors his right leg slightly, both hands shooting into the air as he tries to play to his fans.

JP: Keep it up kid! I’m rooting for you!

The goofball antics are cut short as Samuels is hit in the head by a random cup of beer thrown at his head. Oddly enough, the beer seemed to come from the direction of the Chicago Militiaman. A quizzical look on his face, Samuels turns towards the direction of the flying beer only to receive another one in the face. “CORONA?! WHAT THE FUCK?! WE SELL THIS PISS?” Spitting out as much of the ‘beer’ as he can, Mr Oakley looks around before zeroing in on Raye who is leaning back against the barrier, holding his hand up, waiting for another cup of piss water.

JP: Alright.. You can turn his mic on now.

Ray: -and then I’m going to take him back to my room and-

JP: Sorry guys.. Bad timing on my part.. He’s done now.

Ray: Sexy bodies..

Watching in awe at the antics outside the ring, Scally cant help but chuckle to himself before sliding under the barbed wire ropes and heading for the barrier himself. As if reading his mind, a fan holds out a cup of beer, Scally takes a swig and swirls it around in his mouth a bit before grinning. “Hey Rook! This is a new Lager called Reifenheiser! It’s pretty good!” With that, his arm cocked back and he launched the cup at the California Native who turned just in time, mouth wide open, catching a large amount of the lager in his mouth. The look on his face is one of confusion and enjoyment, he swallows the lager with a grin before giving Scally a thumbs up. “OI! Get Raye a Reifenheiser too!” Happy to help with their vices, the crowd oblige, sending a cup of this new concoction down ringside.

JP: This is good shit.. Did PB make it? I mean.. His name always did sound like a Beer.

Ray: You didn’t know? Well.. He’s trying to start something and selling it at our events to see how well it does.

Never one to turn down a good beer, Raye takes a large swig and swallows quickly, a grin stretching across his face. Each man takes a moment ringside, getting a full cup of Reifenheiser and enjoying the refreshing taste of a properly brewed lager. Finally having had enough of the dull action in the match, the fans start chanting once more, refusing to pour beer down the gullets of the stars. “FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” The three trade gazes before giving a shrug and heading towards the ring. Each man stands in the center of one of the three rings, favoring their various limbs, with blood pouring from the many wounds they have all sustained.

JP: But.. I wanted more beer action.. Someone get me another freaking Reifenheiser!

Ray: Yeah! Get him one! You haven’t seen entertainment until you’ve seen JP Drunk!

TBCB Raye or Scally

Breakdown:
All three men stand in the three rings, each man taking a ring for himself, ready to continue the fight after taking a beer break.