Madhouse Match

[TPK/Acid]

The scene opens at ringside, the camera quickly pans around the arena getting shots of the excited fans when suddenly Sweating Bullets by Megadeth hits to a chorus of boos.

Andrew Porter: The following Contest is The Madhouse Match, introducing first from The Asylum he is THE Psycho Kid!

Trix: Yay! The Psycho Kid is going to win this time I am sure of it! But I am excited to find out what stipulation he is going to add here, knowing him it'll be something brutal!

TPK appears from behind the curtain decked out in his usual attire, as he looks out of the eye holes of his hockey mask a calm seems to come over him as he casually makes his way down to the ring.

Sang: Yeah, probably Trix. But I really hope he doesn't do something too predictable, knowing him it'll be something I don't know...barbedwire related. Just a guess.

TPK reaches the bottom of the ramp and removes his mask which he then sets in the corner, he walks over to the ring steps where a mic is lying. TPK picks up the mic and slides into the ring where he awaits his music to fade. As soon as the music dies he raises the mic and looks up at the ramp.

TPK: Man likes to think he is the architect of his own fate, well not in this damn match. Not tonight anyway, my stipulation Dictator's Rules...let he who has the power choose the fate of the slain!

TPK walks over to the ropes and places the mic back on the ground before walking to a neutral corner facing the ramp and leaning back.

Trix: WOAH! I'm impressed, this should really make things interesting Sang, The Solid Core Champ is really going to have to step up his game if he wants to retain, because he has a huge target on his back and you have to think if anyone gets the chance to do so they'll boot his ass out of the match in a hurry.

Sang: Well not "THAT" Predictable by The Psycho Kid, but he did win The GHW TV Title in a Dictator's Rules match so somebody could have seen it coming...like I don't know ME!

TBC

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As TPK does some pre-match stretches the sound of MGMT's song "Kids" blarrs throughout the arena. The Momma's boy then walks from behind the black curtain with his mother following closely behind. After taunting, and teasing the fans he slides in the ring, then assist his mother. With a proud smile he bends and grips the mic before handing it to his mother who begins to talk.

Mrs. Night: "Now, my baby here has given me the opprotunity to choose his prived match stipulation. And for my choosing, so that my sweet child doesn't get harmed is that there will be be NO WEAPONS ALLOWED!"

Her son smiles widely knowing the fans were looking forward to a hardcore match up. as she exits the ring, night walks to the corner next to the one TPK resides and also leans in the corner looking up at the ramp.

[Jake Diamond]

(OOC: You’re all going to hate me for this. The stipulation has been confirmed by Vlad already. Enjoy.)

Andrew Porter: “And introducing another opponent...”

“If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son,
I’ve got ninety-nine problems but a bitch ain’t one!”

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Both Alex Night and The Psycho Kid turn their attentions towards the entrance tunnel as possibly Jake’s oldest and most recalled theme song ”99 Problems” by Jay-Z begins to echo throughout the PA system. In a classic fashion, the entrance tunnel fills itself with sparks winding all around the tube while Andrew Porter announces the man making his entrance as another bright yellow spotlight fixates itself on the entrance tunnel.

AP: “Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty-two pounds and hailing from the ‘Second City,’ Chicago, Illinois; he is the ‘Savior of Professional Wrestling’ and the sole survivor of the SCW Deathmatch; Ladies and gentlemen... ‘The Future,’ Jake! DIAMOND!”

On demand, bursting through the shower of sparks comes out Jake Diamond. Wearing his normal black and yellow wrestling trunks, with matching ring boots and knee pads he appears ready for action. With his shaggy brown hair draping the front of his face and his black vest with numerous insignias sewn on it in yellow, Jake flashes his typical skeleton smile, spread from ear to ear, and looks out at the wild fans through his sparkling emerald eyes. The twisted Jake Diamond pauses momentarily on the entrance stage to let it sink in, peering out at the audience and taking quick glances at his opponents in the ring. Internally, he couldn’t be happier from the excitement and enthusiasm being put on display from the audience, certainly giving him high hopes. Unknown to everyone, Jake already grips his most dreaded and feared weapon behind his back, a microphone.

Sang: “Jake Diamond is possibly one of the trickiest and most deceptive men working in this business today. His stipulation, no doubt about it, will be a definite benefactor to him.”

Trix: “How can it be? TPK screwed Jake out of it with the Dictator stipulation... He’s one of the favourites!”

“That’s very true. He better have one Hell of a wild card worked up his sleeve if he wants any chance of winning this match...”

Jake Diamond: “Now, ladies and gentlemen, we have ourselves two very powerful stipulations declared already...”

With his theme song only slightly turning down, giving Jake background music for his rant, Jake holds the microphone up to his lips and begins gingerly walking down the entrance ramp, catching the attention of everyone in the arena, especially his opponents in the ring.

JD: “The Dictator’s Rules arguably makes waves... It gives absolutely everyone a chance, also, without the risk of weapons in the match it basis’ it off of pure and utter unrivalled ability. My stipulation, I felt, would have to rival whatever obstacle my opponents dared to throw in my path. Which is why I’m declaring my stipulation makes this match...”

Stopping at the foot of the ring where both of his opponents over look at him, Jake cannot help but grin. Well aware that the words about to leave his mouth will draw and ever bigger target across his back, his care for his opponents proves just that. Jake Diamond was without a doubt the most selfish and obnoxious man in the history of Eagle Vision Professional Wrestling and the increasingly growing smile across his face seemed to emphasise that. His voice begins to waver and titter as he releases the secret pent up inside.

“Under ‘Fuhrer Rules!’ It’s a very simple concept to grasp... Jake Diamond cannot be eliminated from the active match... Making me the only person who does not succumb to the Dictator’s Rules... Who I’m seeing in the final two... Is really up to everyone else.”

Simultaneously, Jake drops the microphone outside of the ring and his head back, laughing at his clearly one-sided stipulation. Everyone in the arena, not realizing that that could actually be made as a stipulation, instantly grows silent. Soon, as the realization of Jake guaranteeing himself in the finals kicks in from doing nothing, boos begin to rain down upon the pompous superstar, clearly placing his spot in contention.

“What... WHAT?! JAKE DIAMOND MADE HIMSELF IMMUNE FROM THE DICTATOR RULES! Jesus Christ... I knew he was going to level it out for him but he just placed himself in the final two...”

“He can still lose though! Whoever goes against him in the finals could just as well beat him out...”

“That’s true. A stipulation declaring yourself the winner cannot occur, or removing others stipulations as far as I’m aware but he did the next best thing... He positioned himself with a foot in the door.”

Still standing outside of the ring, Jake holds his position, well aware an ass kicking is about to ensue on his behalf and watches a now infuriated TPK and Alex Night stand in the ring. His next threat, however, is soon to be appearing on the stage behind him.

TBCB Anyone involved

(OOC: Yes, as a matter of fact I did just do that. I had an admin confirm the stipulation as well.)

EDIT: Announcers, since I fail at life and literacy.

[gabriel]

Jake’s stunning announcement leaves the crowd silent, many of them pondering the consequences of his chosen stipulation. The P.A. crackles in preparation of playing the next superstar’s entrance theme. Immortal by Adema echoes throughout the arena, much to the shock of all in attendance. Everyone had been expecting Hyper to enter next before the eventual arrival of the champion himself. Tayler dressed in his usual wrestling attire, with a microphone grasped tightly in his right hand. He raises the microphone to his lips as the audience waits with baited breathe to hear what the uncrowned champion has to say.

TNT” Now, I know what you all are thinking; by God Hyper you look more dominant than ever. But in all seriousness, Hyper couldn’t make it tonight, he sends his regards. Now down to business, you see there was no way EVPW was going to have a multiman PPV match without Ireland’s own. And I couldn’t sit back and only have one outcast in with a chance of winning the solid core title tonight now could I? So for those of you with a low IQ, TNT has been handpicked by the EVPW higher ups to replace the Elf. “

Tayler slowly struts down the ramp, cockily taunting those already in the ring, all of whom are wearing an expression of surprise. The crowd make sure that their feelings are felt by booing and jeering the surprise entrant, as they await the naming of his stipulation.

TNT “Sorry for keeping you in suspense, the stipulation that I have chosen to add to the proverbial moulting pot is a little thing I like to call King’s Law. For those of you not in the know, this rule adds to the dictator’s rule stipulation. Meaning that not only does the winner of each fall get to eliminate a participant of their choosing but they also get to eliminate their chosen stipulation. Wait did I just top Jake’s stipulation, I think I did, so now the inmates will truly be running the asylum.”

Tayler finally drops the microphone, and enters the ring, joining his three opponents already assembled whilst they await the arrival of the champion.

TBC Dom.

[TPK/Acid]

OOC: I don't think you can do that. Because it would negate the other stips which is pretty much the only thing you CAN'T do.

[Jake Diamond]

Dec 17, 2009 1:08:55 GMT -4 TPK/Acid said:

OOC: I don't think you can do that. Because it would negate the other stips which is pretty much the only thing you CAN'T do.

^ This.

Also, what if the Dictator's Rules are eliminated? It adds to the catastrofuck. But, more importantly, TPK makes the most valid point. Pretty sure that was the only guideline along with making a stip declaring yourself instantly the champion.

Translation: we have too many evil leaders in this match.

[Vladimir Strife]

OOC again: Actually, I'm allowing the rule, guys. I didn't want any rules that just auto-countered other ones simply because it would make the match boring. And if the Dictator's rules is eliminated, then the person who scores the fall doesn't choose who gets booted, it's whoever did the worse of the group at that point, which would be decided by the judge.

The spirit of the match lies in it's strategy required, to which this adds. Also, if the person who scores the first fall chooses, the King's Rule can be eliminated just as well.

[TPK/Acid]

OOC -Ok see but if that rule gets booted then so does Jake's thus killing two rules essentially with one stone. I mean this would be pretty much the same as Dom coming in and saying weapons are legal now after Night said they aren't :S I could just be over thinking it but i'm just saying.

[Vladimir Strife]

OOC: It's elimination style still. So Jake CAN'T be eliminated. Which means that he can't be chosen to be eliminated via DR but also that until the final 2 comes around, even if he's pinned or taps, he doesn't leave the match, because it will still be 'elimination' until it's down to the final 2 of the match, at which point it's 'losing'. So, if DR is out, then Jake will still be free from being booted from the match, even if pinned, until the final 2 or until his rule is booted.

[Vladimir Strife]

OOC: Okay, Dom's internet is down, so go on and start without him.

[Dominik Santiago]

Sang: "And then there was one Trix. The Solid Core Champion, the last man to enter the fray!"

Trix: "The stipulations thus far have been incredible. But for some reason, I can only imagine that what's ever formulating in that sick skull of Dominik Santiago, will trump them all!"

The restless crowd became calm and the competitors took their final breaths of ease as the lights in the arena suddenly came to a hushing dimness. "Plug" by Clay People suddenly begins to play, disturbing the brief tranquility, and spurring the detestation of the crowd. As the guitar riffs began to pick up, a red spotlight slowly advanced its way up the ramp, illuminating the benighted arena, and eventually resting at the curtains which slowly parted. Ultimately emerging from the shadows, was in the eyes of the spectators, a false prophet, but one who struck serious fear into his opponents. Standing at the top of the ramp, ready for war, both physically and mentally, was The Lord of The Flies, the most diabolical mind in the game, wielding a Thumbtack Chair, and an EVPW microphone, his sleek, newly redesigned Solid Core Championship resting firm and fit around his waist. The spotlight shone down on a crucifix posing, Dominik Santiago, who's look and facial expression was stern and mind holding a clear cut agenda.

Andrew Porter: "Introducing the opponent, weighing in tonight at at two-hundred and twenty-seven pounds...rising from the catacombs of Hollywood California..he is the Lord Of The Flies...The Hardcore Assasssin...and your reigning Solid Core Champion...DOMINIK SANTIAGO"

Numb, cannot feel
You don't know what's real

And they're fucking with your head
Already dead

You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in
You're living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in

The Assassin slowly made his trip down to the killing grounds, his borrowed weapon of massive carnage sliding across the steel grading of the ramp. As he came to the center of the aisle, he pointed his peacemaker at the 4 focused, determined jackals, hungry for his prestigious prize. With his motion, the lights returned to their normal setting, prompting the defending champion to reveal his stipulation and among other things, give his opponents his final thoughts before he could scar them for life and potentially dismember them.

Dominik Santiago: "Tonight fate has dealt me odd cards. Hyper Elf came to his realization, he has passed the torch, but from one scoundrels hands, seemingly to another. TNT you have risen in his place, with aspirations, just as your counterparts, to be victorious, dethrone me, and pry this championship from my miracle working fingertips. But you all will fail, miserably."

"You see, victory for you will be nearly impossible, considering the fact that my stipulation, is ingenious."

"I'll admit, Jake Diamond, your stipulation caught me off guard, but, rather you had decreed it or not, I foresaw myself defeating you at the end of this epic struggle. But I thought long and hard, until a little birdie gave me an idea, and the opportunities it poses are endless."

"For to defeat the Hardcore Assassin tonight, you'll need not one, but two victories over me! What that means is, if the Dictator's Rules Stipulation is in effect, I must be eliminated twice, and if it isn't, I must be defeated twice. One victory over me is quite the arduous task, but two, and in the same night?..."

"Your sins and falsehood come to an end tonight. And I will have victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory there is no survival."

"And you sheep will not survive!"

Dominik drops the mic, and places his Thumbtack Chair along the apron, allowing his announcement to sink in with the crowd and the ring full of appalled individuals.

"Oneupmanship by Dominik Santiago. Now everyone will have to work twice as hard to get rid of him!"

"Let's not forget TNT's stipulation. If Dom doesn't win a fall, his could go down the drain."

"I don't foresee that Trix, and that might be wishful thinking. The smart money bets on the champ, and I don't see his plan failing!"

Santiago hands the championship to the nearby ring attendant, and begins to slide into the ring as the bell chimes thrice. All combatants glare at one another, looking for early mistakes to capitalize on and opportunities to implement their strategies.

TBCB by Whoever

(OOC: My stipulation is legit/legal. Good luck)

[TPK/Acid]

The five men all stand in their various positions in the ring as the ref enthusiastically calls for the match to start. The mood in the ring changes in an instant as the bell rings, all five men take time to size one another up neither too quick to make the first move. TNT and TPK slowly move toward one another looking to work in a group.

Trix: The Outcasts seem to be sticking together here for the time being but you have got to be asking, how long will it take for this Madhouse match to tear that union apart?

Sang: I wouldn't think long Trix, especially seeing as The Psyho Kid isn't exactly what i'd call right in the head.

The Two Outcasts pick Jake Diamond as a target in an instant due to his being the smallest man in the match, they rush The Saviour but get broken apart by an unseen Alex Night who leaps into the air and rams his feet into TPK's shoulder sending him staggering to the side. TNT still makes his mark however but Jake makes him wish he would have chosen otherwise by throwing a stinging kick into the leg of The Charging Irishman making him hop around for a moment giving Jake ample time to circle around to TNT's back and nail a savage looking neckbreaker.

Sang: Jake just laid out Taylor Nathan Thomas with a Neckbreaker that shook the ring ropes, It may not be enough to take him out but I bet he'll think twice before coming back for more.

Trix: No, Taylor is a very persistent dude. The Psycho Kid shaking off that dropkick from Alex Night and...wait what's this OH MAN! The Champ took advantage of the situation and just nailed TPK with a bulldog.

Alex stays back in the corner and watches as the other wrestlers fight around him. A smile crosses his face, as it appears he is fairly content being the odd man out in this situation. Jake having gotten to his feet, brings TNT to a stand moments later. Jake lands a forearm into TNT's cheek and gets answered in kind, this exchange goes on and on for about thirty seconds until Jake gets his fill of forearm shots and switches to a quick snapping kick to the abdomen which doubles Taylor over. Jake grabs TNT by the shoulder and back and sends him flying through the top and middle ropes where he lands in a heap next to the ringside barrier. Dom at this point has TPK in the corner and is standing on the middle rope landing shot after shot into TPK's forehead as the ref counts in unison along with him. Alex seeing his shot creeps toward the two, as the audience reaches ten Dom hops down and turns into Alex who grabs Dom by the arm and whips him into the ropes, Alex gets into positoin and waits for the charging Lord of the Flies to reach him once again before he leaps into the air and wraps his legs around his head, Alex drops all his weight down which causes Dom to flip over him and land next to the ropes. Alex goes for the quick pin and gets to one which throws him into a mini tantrum.

Trix: I can understand Alex is mad, but that right there is only going to cause him to lose focus on the match which is bad in a regular match...so that means it's FATAL here!

Sang: Agreed, he needs to stop complaining and start stomping some ass. He can't afford to take focus off of anyone in this match ESPECIALLY Dom Santiago.

TPK stumbles away from the corner and walks toward Jake who is looking at TNT who is using the railing to assist him in standing up. Jake is caught off guard when TPK wraps his arms around him and lifts him, TPK then turns to the side and falls forward keeping his arms locked around Jake. Diamond struggles and eventually gets to his feet, TPK however lowers his center of gravity and rolls to the side whilst lifting Jake, the two men fall to the ground a few inches away where TPK then rolls to the ropes and gets up to check on TNT who is now climbing back into the ring looking all the more ready to jump back into the frey. TPK smiles to himself as he points at Jake, TNT nods and the two men once again make their way towards Jake, TPK lifts him and locks in a full Nelson as TNT nails him in the gut with a couple of stiff rights, after the third punch TPK releases his hold and Jake falls to the ground where TNT goes for a cover, TPK then lays on TNT to apply more pressure but the pin attempt is brokern up by Alex Night who throws himself onto TPK's back making both he and TNT roll off of Jake.

Sang: Nice little strategy those two had there, hmm maybe I mistook their determination to work as a team in this one...nah who am I kidding, even if they manage to work together they'll have to fight eventually...mark my words.

Trix: Maybe so...enough of that though, look at Alex's mommy out there, you'd think that kid just won the world fucking series. All he did was break up a pin attempt!

Sang: Maybe so, but that's her kid in there. She has every right to be proud...I know i'd be ashamed of "that" but hey to each her own.

Night gets up looking very proud of himself as his mother showers him with her praise, this quickly subsides however when Dom gets to his feet and spins him around. Dom yells a few obscenities before shoving Alex, Alex comes back looking as though he is going he is going to return the favor but gets smashed by Dom's forearm as he delivers a precise European Uppercut knocking Alex down to the mat.

TBC

Position Key

Dom is standing after delivering a European Uppercut

Alex just got knocked out by Dom

TNT and TPK have gotten up after getting their pin attempt broken up by Alex

Jake is in the process of getting up after a double team by TNT and TPK

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[magnus]

As the two Outcast representatives proceed with their onslaught against the wounded Jake Diamond, the Hardcore Assassin assist the Hollywood Hunk to his feet by using his long, brown locks as a grip. Once he has his adversary groggily standing on his feet he uses the grip he still has on his hair to drag him across the ring to the far corner. Upon approaching it Dom forces his opponent’s head into the top turnbuckle. The force sends Night’s head shooting back up with the same force, but Dom once again sends it back down with even greater force the second time around. Afterwards, Dom sets the tantrum throwing, momma’s boy Alex into the corner back-first; deciding not to throw his head into the corner a third time. Now, the Lord of Flies uses his upper body strength to hoist Night up on the top rope in a sitting stance. He then climbs to the second rope himself, and throws Night’s arm over his head while doing the same with his arm over Night’s. For extra grip on his adversary, Dominik slides his thumb into the side of Night’s boxers and then sets in motion on executing a Superplex, by hoisting Night off the rope and in the air. Finally, gravity starts to work its magic and soon the too competitors land solidly on the mat. Night of course scream out, loudly in pain whilst reaching for his back, while Dom simply grunts and starts making his way to a vertical stance.

“Good Lord, I‘m sure Alex isn‘t in that much pain. But you know what‘s even funnier then that? His mother over there acting as if she felt it.”

“I don‘t know why you insist on bagging on the lady. She‘s here for her son, and that’s what a mother should always do. I mean look, she helped him out of his loosing streak last week when he defeated DEMON!”

Back at the other three you can see Diamond is struggling to fight off the two Outcast who are taking turns at throwing hard right hands. Just after a hard haymaker from the hands of TNT, it looks like the Future’s future was taking a nap, but miraculously Diamond fought it off and surprised TPK with a left, sending him down to the mat; more out of surprise then impact. Tayler quickly tries to floor Jake, however, he’s able to block it and return with a punch of his own followed by a Clothesline sending the Belfast native to the canvas. At this time, The Psycho Kid has made it to his feet and is looking to regain his momentum, but, the smaller man ducks a blow and from behind delivers a stiff kick to the back of TPK’s knee causing him crumple to the canvas while grabbing at his knee in agony. Which a smile symbolizing pride on his face he rushes towards the champion who just made it to his feet and throws both his feet into his opponent’s chest knocking him through the middle ropes and to the hard concrete floor below. The Savior quickly scrambles to a vertical stance; now being the only standing man in the match, or so he thought. He turns and is greeted by a left hook knocking him into the ropes, while holding his jaw he looks to see the California Crybaby standing. Night grips the wrist and triceps of his opponent and attempts to bring him off the ropes, but the Second City native hold on to the top rope with his free hand for deer life. Night’s eyes widen in fear as he’s now being pulled toward Jake. Surprised by the smaller mans strength, Night seemed to have underestimated his opponent. Once he’s been pulled in close enough Diamond relinquishes Night from his grasp and throws a boot into his abdomen. With Alex now doubled over the Middleweight grips his head and throws his body out of the ring through the middle rope where his body collides with the champs on the outside; leaving only three men in the ring. The ecstatic, noisy fans begin to show necessarily control after being the main target.

“Wow. I can‘t believe Diamond‘s determination to win this match. I actually though he wouldn‘t give a rat‘s-ass about this since he‘s well out of their leagues.”

“What are you talking about. You sound like his crazed ‘girlfriend‘ Wolverina. He, as well as the other four competitors are all equally match, and this match-up has been full of back and forth action all-day-long.”

Diamond now starts to analyze the situation, and notices that neither of the superstars in the ring has moved since he floored them. This leads him to believe it’d be a good time to go for a cover. So he wastes no time and quickly attempts to pull TPK away from the ropes so it’d be impossible for him to break the count that way. However, the Asylum resident quickly jumps into action and pulls Jake’s head; rolling him up in a pin. Jake kicks his feet vigorously as an attempts to break the count and luckily does so on the two count. He slides out of the ring in order to recuperate after TPK’s possum act got him. He shakes his head left to right, clearing himself from the cobwebs and when he looks up he sees TPK’s 245 lb frame body hurling his way. With no time to move himself of out harms way he’s taken to the floor as the Outcast member come crashing chest-to-chest with him.

[Dominik Santiago]

TPK sluggishly climbed to his feet, whilst gripping the head of a writhing Jake Diamond and dragging him to his. Out of desperation, Diamond lowers his head and viciously plants his shoulder into TPK's solar plexus, simultaneously pushing his foe's momentum backward, driving him into the guard rail. TPK's winces intensified as The Savior commenced to pummel his adversary with a barrage of crippling blows to the head. Before The Savior could vanquish TPK, his cohort, Tayler Nathan Thomas quickly made his presence felt, hastily approaching The Future, and suppressing his onslaught with a clubbing blow to the back of the head. The mammoth shot brought the Savior to a crouched position, allowing TPK to gain a breath and capitalize off of his colleague's assistance. The two Outcasts glanced at one another, simultaneously smirking, all before nodding in approval. TNT took a step back, taking his pre-move preparations as did his stablemate, before the two embarked on a synchronized assault. TPK bent his knee, while TNT lifted his leg, both men pressing forward, knee and foot clashing against the sides of the Savior's head with a numbing force, followed by an immediate drop to the concrete by the Second City Native. Diamond's suffering however, would not come to a halt, as the sadistic Outcasts towered over his fallen body with ambitious desires to cause him even greater harm. TNT seized Diamond's long brown hair, using it to tug the battered Savior to his feet. Now positioned behind him, The Outcasts hook their arms under his legs and gripped his side. After bending their knees, TPK and TNT popped up, hoisting Jake Diamond into the air before releasing him, tossing him upward, leaving him to free fall plummet through the atmosphere, before crashing, unceremoniously, head first across the guard rail, spurring gasps of horror from the sold out audience.

Sang: "We have just witnessed a meticulous assault to Jake Diamond's skull, courtesy of the Outcasts. His future, was just shortened!"

Trix: "Looked like a Sky Lift Slam Sang, and they dropped him head first on the guard rail!"

Sang: "And now his brains are as scrambled as TPK's. And that's nothing to brag about!"

The elated miscreants, the Outcasts turned their attention to the Solid Core Champion who rolled back inside the squared hell. The crowd was given the impression that no-one was safe from their destruction, as the dominant duo slowly entered the ring. The incognizant Hardcore Assassin slowly turned to meet his company, Santiago's body language telling a story of consternation and dismay. The Assassin extended his arm out, almost pleading and begging the Outcasts for mercy. The two titans showed no compassion, as they began to pounce. Out of desperation, the truculent Assassin went on the offensive, slugging TPK with a quick jab before stabbing his fist at his other adversary. While TPK staggered a bit, the Irishman TNT, seemed ultimately impervious to the champion's strike. Santiago quivered in fear, backing up toward the ropes while TNT continued to advance upon him. Fed up with the cat and mouse game, TNT swung his arm through the air, giving Santiago a window of opportunity to escape peril and what seemed to be an imminent end, while also allowing him to even the odds.

The Hardcore Assassin ducked the Clothesline, before dashing at a groggy TPK, vigorously planting his forearms into his sternum, sending TPK falling through the ropes, landing on the apron. Now lonesome in the ring with the man who ended his storied reign as Television Champion, Santiago turned his attention to TNT. Hoping to catch his antagonist off guard, the champion charged at him, but TNT could feel his opposition closing in, spinning to face Santiago while quickly lifting his leg into the air, burying his boot into Dominik's gut, subjugating the Hardcore Assassin's comeback, crushing his momentum and once again draping him in coat of distress. TNT seized Santiago's arm, tugging him forward whilst simultaneously spinning. Once again, the dexterous champion thwarted his opponent's plans, spinning back to TNT and countering the Irishman's Irish Whip. Santiago pulled TNT forward, before taking his free arm and wrapping it around TNT's neck. Santiago stepped forward, positioning himself so that he and his opponent were standing back to back. The Lord of the Flies yelped, a short, sharp battle cry, before turning 270 degrees, bending forward and dropping to one knee, snapping TNT's spine across his back.

As TNT convulsed on the mat following the devastating backbreaker, the Hardcore Assassin rolled to a prone position. Dominik's eyes narrowed, and his pupils locked on his contorting foe. As his teeth clenched the champion began seething, an upheaval of rage suddenly surfacing in the champion's mind. As the Irishman finally began to stir and rise, the champion could almost taste a tentative victory, his long waited revenge seemingly moments away, at his fingertips, his vengeance in essence, a very controllable destiny. Dominik sprung to his feet, turning his back to his foe before grappling TNT's head from the front and back. Despite having all the determination and drive, Dom's reprisal would further be postponed, as the Irishman slid his head out of the inverted facelock, quickly placing his hands across the champ's lower back before giving him a mighty shove. As Dom was sent stumbling forward, a ready and waiting Psycho Kid re-entered the mix, pulling the top rope down, using it as an aid to swing his far leg up. His boot violently collided with Santiago's temple, obfuscating the champ's lights long enough for his confrere to exploit. A skulking TNT stepped forward, immediately overhooking Santiago's arms and pivoting 180 degrees. With his head situated beneath TNT's lower back, Santiago was left staring at the canvas, a precursor to his bitter end. The Irishman smiled a smug smirk, before falling to a seated position, dragging the Hardcore Assassin off his feet and planting him face first into the mat with authority.

"Right before our eyes we witnessed the condemning of the Ultraviolent Californian. Face first into the canvas it's the IRISH CURSE...THE IRISH CURSE CONNECTS! ."

"All made possible by TPK's vicious, heinous, discombobulating Enziguri! He pulled the plug upstairs, turning out the lights long enough for his fellow Outcast to strike and boy did he ever!"

The triumphant Irishman slowly rolled the champion over to a supine position, before draping his arm over his chest for the cover. The ref theatrically slid to the mat and began to count. 1...2..., just before the three however, Alex Night disrupted the count, quickly dropping to his knees and slamming his fists across TNT's head, forcing him to relinquish his position and inadvertently, saving the Hardcore Assassin from an early defeat. An irate TPK rolls back into the ring, aspiring to make the young Alex Night suffer the repercussions for his intrusion. TPK quickly unleashed hell across Night's head, softening him up before rushing toward the ropes. As he rebounds, the revitalized hunk springs up to his feet before capturing his incoming target, placing one arm in-between TPK's legs and wrapping his free one behind his head. The Hollywood Hunk suddenly began spinning, and with an impressive exhibition of strength, slammed TPK spine first into the canvas. TPK was left inert, and sprawling in the midst of the squared hell following the Powerslam.

Alex Night took a moment to regain his stamina before climbing to his feet, unaware of TNT recuperating behind him. As Alex began to turn, TNT lifted his boot up, but his attempt to take back control proved futile as the Californian caught the Irishman's boot with cupped hands. Night swung TNT's leg back down to the canvas before unloading on his vulnerable face with a flurry of stupefying pinpoint crosses that sent the two time Television Champion into the corner. Alex Night advanced upon the reeling Irishman, and with his back against the wall, the cowardly Irishman viciously lunged with his thumb, plunging it into Alex's eye, damaging his vision. With his sight impaired, Alex Night turns away from the corner, doubled over, susceptible to anything and everything. Knowing this, The Psycho Kid slithered toward the far corner, pulling himself up, licking his chops as the idea of eliminating Alex Night formulated in his diabolical mind. With a sudden burst of adrenaline, TPK shot out of the corner, charging toward the blinded Alex Night.

What appeared to be a legitimate eye injury, a result of TNT's underhanded tactics, was actually a factitious, feigned act. Waiting down till the very right moment, Alex Night took evasive measures, sliding out of the way of a diving TPK. Like a deer in the headlights, TNT was aghast, as his comrade drove his shoulder blade into his solar plexus, tackling him to the canvas. The arena erupted at the sight of the Outcast's miscalculation, a brutal Spear delivered by TPK which had missed its target. The Psycho Kid picked through his hair in disbelief, allowing Alex Night to take a ready position and mount his own offense. Impulsively, TPK climbed to his feet, turning to Alex Night and suddenly dashing toward him. The Hollywood Hunk deftly took a step back, cocking his front foot before snapping it into the air, thrusting it into TPK's chin, knocking him off his feet.

"Alex Night connects with his patent finisher, "The De-Charmer". And for once, the Night Light is not the one taking a much deserved nap!"

It all went downhill for the Outcasts after they were completely dominating this contest. That just goes to show you that you can't be a team in this kind of environment. TPK was looking out for his stablemate, and now it will cost him dearly!

Alex knew his Superkick elated his mom who was watching closely from behind the scenes, and he knew that by securing the pinfall, he would have the ultimate advantage, the power to not both eliminate someone from the match, but discard their stipulation. And as he hooked TPK's legs, that very same concept went through his mind, as the ref commenced to count.

"1!"

"2!"

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