Big Pete vs. Sir Quincy Penfold III (Special Guest Referee: Brandell)

Death is Certain vs. Tonto and Drunken Phantom for #1 Tag Contendership

MrCharisma vs. Stronach

The Rock vs. Steamroller

Ian 'Grappler' Gorton vs. DJ U-Neek for the Pacific Title

Brandell vs. vs. Trent 'The Ox' Bowman vs. The Beef for the ASWF World Title

Ian Gorton and Miss Devine are in the back making their way to Ian's dressing room. When Trent Bowman coems into shot

OX: Hey Ian, Thought you'd never get here.
IAN: Yeah I know but some rev head smashed into my Monaro.
OX: Ahh
IAN: Yeah. You haven't seen Mr Man around by any chance?
OX:(Shakes his head)
IAN: Anyway I've got bigger fish to worry about. I'm up against the eunich tonght.
OX: He he he
IAN: Well if he isn't a eunich he will be after I finish with him. Unlike Blooded and Broken the outcome's gonna be my way. With The Grappler being crowned the New Pacific Champion.
DEV: Your not wrong there.
OX: Though what happened last week?
IAN: Dunno I still don't believe I lost to that pompos arse. Hey Next time round things'll be different.

IAN and DEV then go out of shot.

*Cameras pan to the back where Trent 'The Ox' Bowman is ssen with an interviewer*

Interviewer: Trent, how do you feel tonight?

Ox: I feel great, after last week, I did what I said I was going to do, that was kick beefs arse, 1,2,3 and retain my title.

Interviewer: Thats not what I meant, I was talking about Beef getting a world title shot on tonights show, even though he lost to you last week........

The Ox: WHAT!!!!!..........We'll see about that........

*The Ox is seen storming towards the office of Chris Walker Bush and Mark Read, a very, unhappy chappy*

Trent Bowman storms into Chris Walker-Bush's office.

Bowman: What the hell is this? I beat that chump last week, and this week he gets a World Title shot? What do I need to do to get some respect around here?

CWB: Trent, Trent. I've just fired my assistant. Seems he forgot to inform you of your match for this evening.

Bowman: What is it?

CWB: You're to be included in the World Title bout. It will be Brandell defending his title against The Beef and Trent 'The Ox' Bowman

The Drunken phantom is stumbling around the front of the stadium with a half drunken wine cask bladder until he spots a poster with this weeks line up. The Phantom then gasps and nearly chokes on the cheep wine he's drinking.

Drunken phantom: What the fuck im suposed to wrestle with Tonto!!!
He's my bloody enemy well at least im close enough to him to hurt the over grown Iguana.

The phantom then relises he is talking to him self and walks off sheepishly

*Chris the new backstage inteviewer walks is seen infront of the ASWF logo and explains that tonight he's going to air his one on one interview with Big Pete last week post-ASWF On Edge Show*

Chris: So Big Pete, last week you suffered your third consecutive loss to Brandell however once again Brandell had some help, what are your thoughts?

Big Pete: Well last week seems a bit of a blur, all I remember was chasing Brandell as he being the coward he is started running away from me and then out of no where I copped a chair shot straight to the centre of my head.

Chris: Yes the entire ASWF heard that sickening chair shot. Also with that chair shot rumours are spreading about who did hit you, names like Sir Quincy Penfold the 3rd, Trent the Ox and Mark Read have all popped up. My question is did you see who hit you and if not who do you think it is?

Big Pete: No I didn't see who hit me and believe me if I did, they would not be here tonight. Also it dosn't matter what I think, for all I care it could be The Dominatrix or heck even that dull IanG. However whoever did it, all they need to know is that I'm going to beat the absolute crap out of them.

Chris: Now onto another subject and tonight Death is Certain and Drunken Phantom and Tonto are taking part in a tag team match for #1 contendership the question is are you and DJ U-Neek even interested in your tag team titles because there are rumours going around you and DJ U-Neek don't see eye to eye.

Big Pete: Me and DJ U-Neek get on fine, we both have a massive amount of respect for one another and we both want to keep our tag team titles. However those rumours may of started because we're barely seen working together, which is both of our faults which is due to we're too busy fighting our seperate battles. Once I get through with Brandell and have what is truly mine, then I'll have U-Neeks back through thick and thin.

Chris: Well that's all the time we have, thanks Pete, any messages tonight for Sir Quincy?

Big Pete: Tonight Quincy, it's going to be two of the greats in the ring you and me. Tonight there will be a winner and no matter what I'm going to do whatever it takes to beat you.

*Camera Fades to black*

Sir Quincy Penfold the Third is watching a replay of his humiliation of Ian gorton. Tired with it, he yawns and flips over to the Croquet word cup which is currently being held in Praque. Dr Montague Winegrass enters with a medical kit. SQP3 lets out a big cheer as a young Englishman from Yorkshire puts the croquet ball through the final hoop!

SQP3: Jol-LY GOOD, i SAY! Did you see young Cronningham finish off that Irish mon-KEY, winegrass? I havn't seen a drubbing like that since....since...well, since the match i wrestled with that Gorton Scally-WAG... I suppose this means i'll be getting my be-LOVE-ed world title back this week for sure...

Dr Winegrass:Well, actually Sire, your penned to go against Big Pete this week-

SQP3 (raising a questioning eyebrow):Who?

Dr Winegrass:Big Pete, sir.

SQP3:And who the dilly is this large Pete and why, pray tell, is he deigned worthy of a shot with SQP3?

DW:I'm not sure sir, apparently he has lost three times in a row to Brandell-

SQP3:Brandell? That filthy sloth from the colony's? Does he still *ugh* wrestle?

DW:He is world champion sire.

SQP3: aha...ha.....ha....ha h. Oh, jolly good Winegrass, very funny...that repulsive ball of toe slime...world champion....i don't think SO!

DW:......

SQP3: NO! Oh woe is me! The injustice of it all! There is no god! (SQP3 faints)

DW:Sire....Sire...

OOC: Chris this is show four not three of this month isnt it?! :huh:

**DJ U-Neek is seen getting out of his limo, he then kindly assists the lovely Kristy out of the limo, and checks her arse out with subtle simle on his face, he is apporached by an ASWF reporter**

Reporter: DJ! Can i get your thoughts on the events of last week and you again being forced to defend your pacific title?

Dj U-Neek: yea sure i got a couple of minutes, sweetness, ill be in in a minute

**DJ signals to a security guard to escort Kristy to the dressing rooms**

Dj U-Neek: You want my thoughts, yea cool, ill give you my thoughts... Last week, On Edge, i faced Sean Lawrence, one of only two men to beat me thus far in my career. Now forget for one minute he cheated me, he beat me 1-2-3, no easy feat. With only Big Pete the other man to do it fairly. Before my match with Sean Lawrence i promised i would regain the title that is rightfully mine, i told the 1000's of U-Neek freaks that i would get my title back.... and here i stand, infront of the cameras, about to enter an arena choc full of U-Neek freaks, with my Pacific title over my shoulder.

Ian Gorton, make no mistake this man can wrestle, im gonna have to be on top of my game to beat him but what he doesnt understand is simply this. I am Dj U-Neek, i am the Pacific champion, i have only ever been beaten once fairly in my ASWF career, and last but more important than any other.... I am the most U-neek athlete in this busniess. You cant scout me, you cant anticpate me, and you cant beat me!

Ive worked hard to get where i am, and im not gonna give that up to some 2 bit crack head, gettin jokes from Craig Mclachlan, like Ian Gorton. What is Ian Gorton gonna do, or what about Miss Devine?! What are those 2nd bums gonna do when Dj U-Neek and Kristy, start to turn the tables?

Reporter: What about the tag Titles number 1 contenders match coming up? Rumors are circulating that you and Pete dont get along, anything to say about that?

Dj U-Neek: You gotta remember that Pete is the only man to defeat me fairly, i have the up most respect for Pete, we are the Tag Team champions... one half the number 1 contender and soon to be World Champ, and on the other hand you got the hottest, most U-neek athlete in this business... he is a great athlete and once he finally gets a fair crack and takes that title from Brandell i hope that he would do me the honour of getting another match with him and we could put on a real show for the fans... as for rumors about us not getting along, we are just fighting our own battles and doing our own thing, Pete knows i got his back if he needs me but we can handle ourselves fine

Listen champ, i gotta a match to prepair for and you know i gotta go handle my business with Kristy... Gorton i hope your watching... **camera goes to a close up of the pacific title**. this is about as close as your ever gonna get to the title with me as champ...

Reporter: Well you herd it here first, 2 times Pacific Champion, DJ U-Neek is ready for a fight... back to you at the com box!

Reporter How do you feel about your world title shot tonight?

Beef Allright. I know i've had my losses, and a few wins too, but tonight im feeling good.

Reporter What do you mean?

Beef Tonight, theres something about tonite. Something big will happen. Ive got a funny feeling about it. I just hope its a good feeling.

Reporter So thats it? A feeling?

Beef Beefs eyes narrow on reporter. Reporter jumps back a step. He knows what sort of a madman Beef is Yes. A feeling. Add to that im in the best shape of my life and there you have a World Champion. You are looking at the next World Champion!!

Dominatrix demands a match! Give me that whore. i'll make a man out fo her. haha

The scene opens backstage where Ray Lawrence is busy preparing for his match tonight, with his brother against the team of Drunken Phantom and Toto for the number one contendership for the Tag Team titles. He bends down to grab his boots from the ground, and the camera follows him. The serious look on his face is further demonstrated when he stands back up again, to have his brother Sean right behind him, also looking very serious. He turns around and the two begin to talk...

Ray: heh, look who it is...what do you have to say for yourself?

Sean: Hey man, look, we are booked in that tag team match tonight, and I dunno about you, but I want to add some gold around my waist. We've been here for over a month, and seen success, but this is our ticket man...

Ray: Whatever, listen man, yeah I want that gold, but we're meant to be partners, brothers...

Sean: We are, what the hell are you talking about?

Ray: Im talking about that chair shot you gave me last week...you cost me my match...

Sean: Hey man, I was just trying to help you...I thought...

Ray: You thought what, huh? You thought you'd come down and try and save the day again, just like always. Ever since we were kids, it always had to be about you didnt it? Well listen, I didnt need your damn help. I was this close to winmning...this close! I didnt need your help Sean, and you screwd it up for me...

Sean; Now you wait just a damn minute, you and I have been together in this buisness for our entire careers, and if it wasnt for me, Ray, your ass would be down in Wellington, busting your ass wrestling jobbers, getting no where, and fast. I, I saved you man. Admit it, if it wasnt for me, you wouldnt even be the Sabre Tooth...you'd be the Alley Cat...

Tensions hit boiling point, as Ray walks towards his brother and the two begin a stare down, both look enfuriated...

Ray: Yeah i admit you helped me find my way...but lets set the record straight...I do not need your help. I am my own man. And if you cant understand that well then...

Sean: What? You're going to walk off?. Become a coward, join the ASWF and become a bitch to Chris Walker-Bush like everyone else in this damn promotion? Well listen Ray, and listen good. If you want to be stuck in the middle card, making no money at all and heading for the trash heap again, then go ahead. But if you have any brains at all, you'll get off your high horse, be a man and go after those titles with me. Whats it gonna be?

The two stare at eachother...

Ray: I'll see you at ringside...

Ray exits the room, and Sean changes his expression from a hard determined look into a arrogant smile. He picks up his cell phone and dials a number...

Sean: Yo Mark...yeah I spoke to him...yeah he's still gonna be out there tonight...its all set...Listen, I know he's my brother...but if he thinks I'm going to let him get away wit turning his back on me, he's got another thing coming hehe...yeah ok...I'll see you later...

Sean hangs up and gives a sadistic chuckle as the scene fades out...

Brandell walks around anxiously before the start of his triple threat match against the Beef and Trent "Ox" Bowman...

Brandell: What the hell? I can't believe I have to face this chump who has hardly had a decent win in his career. What is Bush thinking? He Obviously wants me to lose my title? But why what the hell have I done, well besides being one of the greatest champions in ASWF history and carrying this federation.

Brandell reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card. He walks over to the phone and dials a number...

Brandell: Yeah it's me, look I'm in a bit of trouble tonight. You can't do anything! But you said you had my back!!

Brandell slams the phone down and walks off past the Camermen.

Working on results atm, guys

Big Pete vs. Sir Quincy Penfold III (Special Guest Referee: Brandell)

Brandell vs. vs. Trent 'The Ox' Bowman vs. The Beef for the ASWF World Title

An action packed ASWF On Edge, the last before the all important battle at ASWF Insurrection next week, kicks off in front of a packed Brisbane arena.

IF YA SMELL!!!!!!

Rock: Finally the Rock has come back to Brisbane! (Rocky chants from the crowd) Over the past few weeks, the Rock has been wondering, has been thinking, and has been assessing on which company suits him. The Rock says he has not yet made a decision, however the Rock promises, no the Rock guaran-damn-tees he will make his decision live tonight! (Crowd cheers) But the Rock right now isn’t thinking of that right now. No, the Rock is thinking of his match tonight with *Rock thinks*, with … *Rock can’t figure out who he is fighting* … well its against some jabroni the Rock knows that.
*Rocky Chant*

*Steamroller comes out to a big ovation *

Steamroller – Wh….

Rock – WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH! Who in the Blue hell are you!

Steamroller – I am the

Rock – It Doesn’t matter who you are! The Rock knows that me and you are going one on one tonight, and to be honest the Rock is looking forward to it. Forward to whooping your British Candy Ass all over Brisbane.

*Rocky Chants*

But The Rock is a giving person, and tonight the Rock is feeling extra giving. So The Rock is gonna give you a present. The Rock is sure that you are love English Muffins, well tonight the Rock is gonna give you a English Muffin. The Rock is gonna shine it up real nice, make it extra tasty...turn it sideways and stick it straight up you Candy ass.

*IF YA SMELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL WHAT THE ROCK …. IS COOKING *

Match 1- The Rock vs. Steamroller
The fans are firmly on the back of The Rock during this one, despite Steamroller being something of a fan favourite himself. Steamroller gets off some early big offence, but Rocky is in the zone tonight. After a few punches and a spinebuster, The Rock signals for the People’s Elbow. 1-2-3! It’s over!
WINNER: The Rock by pinfall after 1:55

After the match, Rocky takes up the mike.
Rock: Chris Walker-Bush, get your candy ass out here.
(Chris Walker-Bush struts out, a contract in hand)
Rock: You know that The Rock is going to make a decision tonight as to where he’ll be next week at Insurrection, so I’m going to give you my answer right now.
CWB: Let me have it, Rock.
Rock: You asked for it, jabroni! (He hits a Rock Bottom) The Rock doesn’t play second fiddle to trash talking nobodies like DJ U-Neek and Big Pete!

Match 2- MrCharisma vs. Stronach
The next match gets underway with MrCharisma and Stronach both relatively new to the world of the ASWF. Charisma gets in control early when he beats Stronach upside the head with a frozen pizza while the ref has his back turned. Stronach takes exception to this, and begins to really clobber the Maltese Idol. He makes a cover, but Charisma is able to kick out at the last second. This frustrates Stronach, who slides outside and returns with a chair. He absolutely levels MrCharisma with it, and the ref calls for a DQ.
WINNER: MrCharisma by DQ after 3:04

After the match, Stronach stands over MrCharisma, when KassandRa attacks him from behind, leaping onto his back. He manages to catch her, and hits a fallaway slam! He then hits the Ol’ Law Enforcer on her! KassandRa is a wreck. Stronach struts off as the medics come to her aid.

Backstage we find Mark Read in his office. The Rock enters without knocking.
Rock: Mark, I’m sure you just saw what The Rock did out in the ring.
Read: Of course I did. The whole world saw it.
Rock: Well, I don’t give a monkey’s left nut about the whole world. I want in on your team for the Insurrection PPV. I want to put that Chris Walker-Bush and his ‘people’ in their place.
Read: I like it. You’re in.
Rock: The Rock knows his in, jabroni. The Rock just wanted you to know so that you could warn your other LUF jabronis to stay out of The Rock’s way.

Match 3- Death is Certain vs. Tonto and Drunken Phantom for #1 Tag Contendership
These two teams have had some issues of late, but things start up with Tonto in the ring with Ray Lawrence. The more experienced Lawrence gets into things early with some holds and submissions, but Tonto manages to get loose by blatantly raking Lawrence’s eye and tagging in Drunken Phantom. Phantom quickly lays some punches into a still stunned Lawrence, hitting a stalling suplex and making a cover. Sean Lawrence makes the save, but Tonto rushes in. Back body drop from Sean on Tonto. Afterwards, Sean and Ray hook Phantom up in a double suplex. Cover, but Phantom is able to kick out. Ray tags in Sean, and the two look really switched on. Big release German suplex from Sean Lawrence! Tonto again tries to rush in, but Ray Lawrence rushes across and stops him with a clothesline. Sean locks in the Chain Reaction! Phantom is writhing in agony, but somehow manages to take the hipflask from his belt and clobber Lawrence with it while the ref tries to remove Tonto. Phantom lifts Lawrence, and hits a German suplex. Cover, but Sean kicks out. Phantom tags in Tonto, who rushes across to prevent Sean from tagging his brother in. Tonto signals for the Book End, but Sean reverses into an armbar. Phantom tries to break it up, but is again blocked by Ray Lawrence. Tonto looks close to tapping out, but manages to get a hand on the ropes.

The match continues, with Sean and Ray dominating due to their superior teamwork. While Ray and Phantom are in the ring brawling, Tonto sneaks around behind Sean and yanks his legs out from under him. He slips, bashing his head on the apron. Tonto then slides into the ring, and the pair beat on Ray Lawrence. Lawrence manages to fight them off, hitting suplexes and rushing to his corner…. But Sean isn’t there! He looks furious, but has the presence of mind to hit a big time belly to belly suplex on Drunken Phantom. Sean’s up now, and Ray tags him in. Sean signals for the Lethal Scope, but as he hits it- Ray slides back into the ring and hits him with a chair! He then climbs out of the ring and leaves, as Phantom covers his brother for #1 contendership.
WINNERS: Drunken Phantom and Tonto by pinfall after 16:43

Match 4- Ian ‘Grappler’ Gorton vs. DJ U-Neek © for the Pacific Title
The match gets underway with immense support behind DJ U-Neek, who many feel will be the saviour of ASWF in next week’s Survivor Series. U-Neek starts off with all of the early ascendancy, but slowly Grappler is able to regain some control by using stalling, tiring holds. The crowd gets behind U-Neek, and he is able to battle his way out of a sleeper hold and hit a fireman carry. He whips Gorton, and hits a powerslam. He’s gaining some ascendancy here. Cover, but Gorton is able to kick out. U-Neek signals for a suplex, but Gorton manages to break it and hit a snapmare. He then ties U-Neek up in another sleeper hold. U-Neek is being worn down by these holds. He manages to drop and make Gorton’s chin connect with the top of his head. U-Neek Leg Drop and a cover almost gets the pin, but Miss Devine drags the referee out of the ring! Kristy rushes across and hits a clothesline on Devine, and the two divas are cat-fighting on the ground. For a moment the referee is transfixed by the sight, as Gorton grabs U-Neek’s Pacific Title and smacks him in the face with it! U-Neek is down! Gorton hits a knee-drop and signals for the jack-knife powerbomb. He gets U-Neek up…. But the champ is punching him in the head. He reverses it into a roll-up! 1-2-3! Upset win! Gorton had it won!
WINNER: DJ U-Neek by pinfall after 9:04

U-Neek and Kristy leave the arena arm in arm, whilst Gorton smacks the mat in frustration.

Match 5- Big Pete vs. Sir Quincy Penfold III with Brandell as guest referee
Before the match, Brandell makes a show of checking both competitors for weapons. Big Pete has the fan’s support here, although Penfold isn’t unpopular either. Big Pete offers his hand to Penfold, and it is ignored! Penfold instead slaps Pete, who retaliates with a big slap across the chest! It’s on!

Pete starts off with a whip, Penfold ducks a clothesline, and lands one of his own. Pete jumps straight up, but gets another clothesline for his troubles. Penfold really is fired up here. Whip, and he locks Pete in a sleeper hold. They seem to be the theme tonight. Big Pete turns it into a falling neck breaker, and now he has control again. Pete begins to dominate the match, he obviously wants this one. Brandell, so far, has remained neutral in the clash between two of his enemies. Pete hits a DDT, and goes up top for an old school flying elbow! Penfold manages to roll away, however. Penfold capitalises with an elbow to the back of the head, followed by a piledriver. Cover, but Pete is able to kick out. Penfold looks agitated at his inability to put Pete away. He hits a stalling brainbuster, and covers again. Kickout! Pete refuses to lie down. Penfold goes out of the ring, and grabs a chair. He sldies back in, but Brandell grabs it from him. He turns around, and hits Big Pete with it! Penfold makes the cover, and Brandell counts it.
WINNER: Sir Quincy Penfold III by pinfall after 11:55

Match 6- Brandell © vs. The Beef vs. Trent ‘The Ox’ Bowman for the World Title
Brandell is the last out, after having changed from his last match. He and Bowman start things off initially, with Brandell looking a little tired from his refereeing duties. After an exchange of blows, Bowman is able to back Brandell into a corner, where he does a big ten punch. Beef gets involved at this point, hitting a reverse neck-breaker on Bowman. He goes to lay into Brandell, but the champion king hits him, whips him into the other corner, and follows up with a big avalanche! Bowman is on hand as Brandell rebounds, and tries a schoolboy pin. Brandell is able to kick out. Beef steps in, and along with Bowman, hits a big flapjack on the champion. They stare at one another, and then both make the cover! Brandell again manages to kick out. Brandell rolls to the outside, leaving Bowman and Beef to face one another. Beef and Bowman exchange blows, before Bowman gets the upper hand. He whips Beef and hits a superkick! Asai Moonsault! It’s all happening. He makes the cover, but Brandell rushes in to make the save. Beef now rolls out of the ring, and Brandell seizes control. He hits a suplex, and then throws Trent into the corner for the T-Bag. Beef scurries into the ring and hits a big low blow! Brandell is reeling in agony, and rolls back out of the ring. He goes to drag Bowman up, but a savage headbutt sends him stumbling backwards. Trent hits the T-Bone Crush! That has to be it!

Wait, Mark Read and Ian “Grappler” Gorton are running down to the ring. Read distracts the referee whilst Gorton gets in the ring and hits the Grapple Submission Hold. Bowman passes out, and Gorton drags Brandell into the ring and drapes him across Bowman. Read lets the ref go. 1-2-3! It’s over. Brandell got a cheap victory while the LUF taught Bowman a harsh lesson!
WINNER: Brandell by pinfall after 17:04

I was screwed!!!!! :censored: :censored: :censored: This isnt the last of this Read you stupid imbred :censored: :bang: :bang: :bang:

Brandell you had better watch your back, the kiwi killa is after you............. :P

As the lights are flashing and Brandell raises the world title in the air and girates poorly to his theme song, A voice breaks through the music.Sir Quincy Penfold the Third is up under the jumbotron dressed splendidly in union jack tights and a silver bow tie and with a box with question marks all over it in hand. He's still sweating from his glorious destruction of Big Pete...

SQP3:Oh JOLLY good! Whack-a-DOO! What a super evening of SPORTS en-TA-tainment! Listen...the screams of the crowd of spiffingly deafening! Good show Brandell! A nice desert to follow the main meal that is Sir Quincy Penfold the Third and his single handed demolition of Large Pete! (bowing to crowd) Now, before i let Brandell waddle off and celebrate his minor match of misimportance, let me make a small announcement to all of you little SQP3'ites out there who are wondering...SIMPLY....whats in the box?(SQP3 starts to opne the box, then hesitates, looking around the crowd and down at brandell suspisciously)...Yes, you'd like to see whats in the box, wouldnt you all??? Well, not bloody likely! I am SIR Quincy Penfold the THIRD and none of you deserve to gaze upon the brilliance emmanating from within this box!!! Cut the feed, this SHOW is O-O-O-ver!

The show goes off the air....

*Big Pete is seen walking out of the arena in a frantic pace as Chris runs over to him*

Chris: This is your 2nd defeat in a row what are your thoughts?

*Big Pete stares for a second and keeps on walking his face appearing dissapointed as he shakes his head and heads to his car*

Chris: ....It appears as if Pete is too distraught to talk, be sure to stay tuned ASWF fans as I try and have a brief word with Pete at the exclusive ASWF PPV, be sure to buy it. ASWF vs. LUF, Big Pete vs. Brandell and many more, order now.....

*Lights go out we then hear Chris groan and a loud thud. The lights come on to see Chris in the pool of his own blood and Brandell standing above him with his title firmly resting on his shoulder*

Brandell stares at the lone camera

Brandell: And Pete this is only the start of things coming your way...

*Brandell cackles as he then attacks the lone camera man and the screen fades to black*

May I suggest a winner takes all title v title match with me and gorton at the ppv? unless you have a devious plan, lol.

Those results were excellent, well done dude, and whether or not I get my hands on read at the ppv or after, I can see the headline now "Dont fuck with me read, I fuck back" lol

We should be so lucky. Have to admit The Grappler is frustrated by his losing streak. Had 2 shots at the Pacific Title and no cigar.

lmao sorry i didnt read that right, scrap that idea

Ian, it aint your fault Dj U-Neek is unstopable
dont worry, im looking at dropping the Pacific title for bigger things, then ya might win it :P :D :lol:

also want to say what a top job CBW is doing with this. the results are fantastic!
he shits all over my efforts :lol:

Cheers, mate. I have a bit of fun writing them, and I'm glad everyone seems to be having a good time.

On a side note, if you've got any friends who might want to join, I can always use a few more active wrestlers so I can retire the likes of Bone Daddy and Steamroller.