FTW Rampage 9/2/10

Energy Solutions Centre - Salt Lake City, Utah
Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Rampage broadcast opens up with an opening video highlighting the various stars of Full Throttle Wrestling in action. "More" by Usher blasts over the arena sound system as the video plays. At the conclusion of the video, a brilliant fireworks display erupts in the arena as the best announce team in the business welcomes us to the show!



In The Arena

Ginsley: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our opening contest of the evening. The following singles match is scheduled for one fall!

The music hits and Colin Hawkins emerges from behind the curtain. As he walks down the ramp he slaps hand with the fans, interacting with them all the way to the ring. He reaches the ring and slides in, jumping up to the second rope throwing up the diamond sign with both hands.

Ginsley: Hailing from Council Bluffs, Iowa and fighting out of Chicago, Illinois... He stands 6 foot 2 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 240 pounds... THE DIAMOND KID... COLIN HAWKINS!!!

Campbell: Colin Hawkins makes his official return tonight, and I gotta say he was impressive in his last run through FTW.
Vaughn: Let’s just hope he stays around a bit longer this time
Campbell: Good point. He has a good chance to kick off his return and seal a win over “The Benevolence”

As soon as the opening drum roll of “Charisma” hits, smoke smoothly pours up from the entrance ramp, masking the actual entrance impossible to see. Mitch Diamonds emerges from the smoke mid-sentence, shouting and pointing emphatically at the crowd. With a huge grin on his face, he turns and points back to the entrance, from where Clay Forte finally emerges from the smoke.

I’ve a breath in minds of men
With the lies I breathe
No man's ever ruled the world
Not knowing the curse of me

With a look on his face that can only mean he’s clearly enthused with himself, he does a twirl before continuing down the ramp. Behind him the ever surly Pierce Phillips. Down the ramp they go, Diamonds in front shouting at the camera and fans alike, with Forte behind him basking in the spotlight, and Phillips moving forth with his ever present burly snarl.

I'm some of the seven sins
Vanity in the lust of men
I'm the Alpha - Omega man
I'll show you who I am
Hypnotic charm, mesmerizing face
My soul has a dark embrace
A magic tongue, I'll seduce you all
Till I'm your king
till ya know my....


As they reach the ring, each man walks up the steps, with Diamonds then sitting on the middle rope, making it easier for Forte to enter the ring. Diamonds then follows, with Phillips stepping over the top rope into the ring. Forte moves towards the middle ring and, in a swift, exaggerated manner, takes off his robe.

Charisma
Do you know my name?
I'm the God that you pray
When you worship my name
Charisma
Are you idolizing me?
I'm a dangerous thing
And your new messiah's me


At that instance, sparking gold pyro both rains down from the ceiling and sparks up from the ring. Forte throws two piece signs in the air in front of the golden shower. Off to the side, Diamonds claps enthusiastically and Phillips merely stands with his arms folded. As they exit the ring, Diamonds gives Forte a final, excited pep talk, while Phillips merely nods. Forte struts around the ring as the song dies out.

Ginsley: Coming now From the lovely acres of Mountain Brook, Alabama, weighing in at a golden 240lbs, he is THE BENEVOLENCE…CLAY…FOR-TE

Campbell: Clay Forte hasn’t even had a return match yet and ALREADY he’s shaken up FTW with the recreation of VERITAS.
Vaughn: Whatever his intentions, the guy seems to be more focused. I guess time will tell if Forte sticks around for good.
Campbell: Something tells me he’s not going anywhere.
Vaughn: And If that’s good or bad? Well…I guess we’ll find out. In any case he’s gonnna have to go through seven men of Jamison choosing. Lets see if Hawkins can get the job done and end this before it even starts…

Match #1
Singles Match
Colin Hawkins vs. Clay Forte

Hawkins and Forte circle each other for a bit, before trying up in the center of the ring. Hawkins, with a slight height advantage, begins pushing Forte back a bit towards the ropes. Forte, forgoing engaging Hawkins in a power struggle breaks his hold and takes down Hawkins with a Drop Toe Hold, slapping him on the head on the way down. Hawkins rolls away, quickly getting to a knee and shooting Forte a stern look. Amused, Forte offers a smirk to “The Diamond Kid” and allows him to get back to his feet. Hawkins does and immediately tries to shoot in for a surprise hold, but Forte once again sidesteps Hawkins and show his quickness with snapping an Arm Drag off on Hawkins. Hawkins tries once more to quickly recover, but as he goes to get up to his feet Forte pokes him in the eye! Hawkins instinctively flinches and grabs for his eyes as Forte struts away.

Campbell: Forte showing his disregard for Hawkins with that move.
Vaughn: That’s called “swagger”.
Campbell: And what do you know about Swagger?
Vaughn: I know you don’t have it…
Campbell: Haha, very funny.

Somewhat recovered, Hawkins and Forte go to tie up again, but Forte throws a surprise knee up, connecting square with Hawkins gut, doubling him over. Forte, seeing an opening, quickly shoots for the ropes, comes back in on the rebound, and takes Forte down with a Swinging Necbreaker! Forte hit’s the move and pops right back up on his feet, feeling agile. He goes to lift up Hawkins, but stops…finding it better to stalk him instead. He falls back, positioning himself behind Hawkins, waiting patiently until Hawkins gets back to his feet. Hawkins finally gets vertical again and Forte strikes, gliding up behind him and driving the air from him with a sickening Lung Blower! Forte, seemingly kicking it into another gear, forgoes his lackadaisical approach and lifts Hwakins up to his feet, giving Hawkins no time to recuperate. He lifts “The Diamond Kid” into a vertical suplex and in one smooth movement throws him forward. Hawkins looks like he might land back on his feet, but Forte blasts him with a deadly Superkick that almost takes his head off! (Moonshine Drive)

Hawkins falls to the matt, gasping. Forte gets back to his feet and points to the turnbuckle.

Vaughn: Uh Oh, we’ve haven’t seen this in a long time…

Forte scales to the top rope, standing straight up. He looks to the crowd he pop a bit and then launches off, getting some good hang time before dropping out and driving his elbow into Hawkins heart!

Campbell: WAR DAMN EAGLE! This one is over…

Forte drop down an goes for the quick pin attempt…

ONE!







TWO!!







T…NO?

Forte breaks his own pin attempt!

Campbell: What’s he doing now?
Vaughn: Sending a message, that’s what!

Forte gets back up to his feet, mouthing the words “Not yet“ to the crowd. He goes over to Hawkins legs and grabs hold, locking in the Talladega Vice!

Vaughn: See, I told you! He’s sending a message to the other six that’s gonna get thrown his way!
Campbell: Can this guy be anymore brash?

Hawkins tries valiantly to fight off Forte, trying to scratch and claw his way too the ropes. He almost gets there, but Forte walks him back to the center of the ring. With no where to go, Hawkins is forced to tap!

Winner
Clay Forte

Post Match Segment

Charisma kicks back on and Forte frees Hawkins from the hold.

Campbell: Well, so much for that...his damn entrance was longer than the match!
Vaughn: Forte showing just why he’s called “The Benelovence”. My gawd he made quick work of Hawkins didn’t he?
Campbell: That he did, lets just hope the next challenge gives him more of a fight.
Vaughn: I don’t know, Forte hasn’t lost a step!

Forte walks up to the hardside of the ring, glaring straight into the camera. He lifts his both his hands up, holding up the number “seven”. He holds it for a while before smirking and dropping one finger down, leaving only six.

Vaughn: Jamison is gonna have to do better than this…
Campbell: Your damn right he is…
---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

And Into The Fire?

She knew she'd been warned.

She knew that she was possibly lighting the fuse on an already potent firekeg.

But she couldn't help herself.

Tara: Eden...

Eden Black turns around to regard her. In a weird way, she seemed more...together. Tara laughs inwardly at the thought that raging insanity equated getting your priorities straight, but then again, she'd never run across someone quite like Eden Black, either.

Eden: Ah, and how does this lovely evening find you, Ms. Shannon?

Tara couldn't quite tell whether she was being sarcastic or not, but for some reason, Tara was guessing not. Wow, Arcade certainly did have a pull with people.

Tara: What's going on with you?

Eden: Me? I couldn't be better.

Tara: I mean, what's happened to you?? How could you let your brother down like this? All he wanted was for you to be successful!

Eden: And can you argue that I'm NOT successful thus far, Tara?

Tara: I mean in an honorable way...

Eden: And who's to define honorable? You were hardly honorable earlier this year, I'm told. Had a few sips of some Simon Swinger Kool-Aid and threw a match for him.

Tara: And I regret that.

Eden: Well, here's the difference between you and me, Tara. I regret nothing. I don't even regret trying to play good little protege for my brother. But now I've seen the light and I'm doing it MY way, not my brother's way and certainly not yours. And rest assured that regretting anything will not be part of the equation.

Tara's words are soft but no less emphatic.

Tara: You're becoming a monster...why?

Eden cocks an eyebrow. The trace of a sneer begins to cross her exotic face. She steps forward and puts her face so close to Tara's that Tara isn't sure whether she's about to be kissed or spit on.

When Eden speaks, it is with a low hiss.

Eden: I suggest you listen to me very closely. I haven't become a monster, I've been one all along. I won't put on an act to please you or Brendan. Joshua Arcade respects me for who I am and it's what I've been looking for my entire life. And as for why...it's because I can.

Eden cups Tara's chin firmly in one hand.

Eden: Now, I've made a promise to my brother to keep away from you, and I think you need to back off before I'm tempted to renege on that promise...

A male voice interrupts them.

??? What's going on here?

Eden drops her hand from Tara's chin. Tara turns to see James Mitchell Cornett standing there, muscular arms folded across his chest.

James: Tara, are you alright? Is she bothering you?

Eden Black lets out a snort of derisive laughter.

Eden: Don't worry, bodyguard. Tara and I are done here. I think we both understand one another's position now.

JMC turns to Eden, and right in front of both girls, his eyes change from the rare green that they were showing to the more predictable jet-black.

James: First, we are not 'the bodyguard', we are the FinalHazard. If you're going to start talking down to us, at least have the decency to use our proper terms. Second, he was asking our direct supervisor. We don't recall him asking the crazy bitch to speak up.

Cornett's eyes move from Eden to Tara, who has her head bowed slightly, as Eden gets more visibly upset. Tara sees the shift back from black to green in his eyes, and she also notices that his mannerisms are different.

James: As I was asking prior to the interruption, are you alright?

Tara: It's okay, James. Just a discussion.

Eden: A discussion that's over and will never be repeated again. I'd so hate to disappoint Brendan more than I already have, and I know you aren't so dense as to catch my meaning there, Tara.

Tara nods, clenching her fists, tempted to use one to bash Eden Black's smirking face in.

Eden: Good. Now that we're clear, you feel free to take off with your white knight like a good damsel.

Tara raises her head and stares hard at Eden for a long moment. Eden returns the gaze coolly. Finally, she breaks the stare and looks to James.

Tara: Thank you.

She walks away with her head high, but inside she is boiling mad and knows she needs to leave to clear her head lest she become a raging harpy.

Eden chuckles again and walks off in the other direction.

James Mitchell Cornett stares at the retreating form of Tara Shannon, chin cupped thoughtfully in his hand.


Match 2: Singles Contest
Octane Rankings Match
Aaron vs. Ripplemagne

Perhaps Aaron was hating himself for last week's performance, perhaps he got lazy, perhaps he had a something special going on later - only Aaron knows, but he let Ripplemagne antagonize him rather easily - as Ripplemagne was, of course, being... well... Ripplemagne. So that meant sophomoric behavior and taunting. Ripplemagne would get Aaron with a FALCON PUNCH ~! that got Aaron out, then Ripplemagne panders to the crowd. Aaron would get up and somehow, just somehow... Ripplemagne would avoid it whatever Aaron had planned. It was simply a few minutes, with Aaron getting a few shots - one of them being a huge clothesline that made Ripplemagne but alas... he did not dominate for too long. The finish was just simple - a big 'ol roundhouse kick to Aaron's head - Achilles' Tibia - for the one, two and three!

Winner
Ripplemagne

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

In The Arena

Trevor Ginsley: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is an Octane Rankings Match...

The lights all drop down to complete black as the first guitar notes slam through the sound system. Red strobes begin to pulse with the heavy drum beat as it slowly begin to pick up momentum. The entire song speeds up and a silhouettes appears on top of the entrance way, head bowed, covered by a deep hood.

2, 3, 4!

A wall of pyro shoots up from both the left and right side of the stage as Shane Tallin, throws the hood from his head, extending his arms to the side with fore and middle fingers fully extended. He drops his arms and casts a slow gaze around the arena

Helpless, my eyes are bleeding from the fear that's inside,
You sealed your demise when you took what was mine.
Don’t try and stop me from avenging this world,
No voice to be heard.

Nikki Joy appears from the back as soon as the pyro dies down and Shane begins to make his way down the ramp at a light walk, his eyes bolting around the arena as he does. He makes his way to the ring and runs before taking a knee on the ring apron, he pulls himself up to the top of a turnbuckle and props a foot out on the top just as the songs chorus hits.

Waking the Demon,
Where'd ya run to.
Walking in shadows,
Watch the blood flow.
There's not much longer so don't try and fight,
Your bodies weakening so walk to the light.
All those painful times so alone so ashamed,
I'm not coming back there's nothing to gain.

Shane pulls his hood back over his head and then throws his arms out to the side once more, causing the camera to pan in front of him to witness pyro once again exploding on top of the entrance ramp. He hops off of the top rope into the center of the ring where he pulls off the sweater and moves to his corner.

Trevor Ginsley: Introducing, from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and twenty four pounds, The Envoy of Destruction... Shaaannnne Tallinnn!

Campbell: Well folks, Shane Tallin has had quite a streak going recently, and we all know of his desire for a shot at Dan Hayter's Octane Championship...
Vaughn: He'll get one step closer if he can win this match tonight, and I can tell you his opponent may give him some

trouble tonight...

"Take It Off" by Ke$hA plays over the speakers as Jamilyn Marina Cornett struts out to the top of the ramp, accompanied by longtime girlfriend Sonja Maria Lickinova. She slinks down and slowly stands back up slightly bent over, winking at a camera as Sonja gives her a light spank, before strutting down to the ring. She slowly puts herself between the ropes in a compromising position and then enters, holding up her arms and blowing kisses to all the fans as she waits for the match to start.

Trevor Ginsley: And his opponent, Making her way down to the ring, from Fort Wayne, Indiana...at a weight of 143 lbs, the Diabolic Angel...Jamilyn, Marina, COOOORNETT!

Campbell: And making her return to the FTW is Jamilyn, after Tallin’s original opponent Kayla had some trouble with some paperwork and was not cleared to wrestle here tonight...
Vaughn: A tough replacement for Tallin, but I don't think he would have it any other way...

Match 3: Singles Contest
Octane Rankings Match
Shane Tallin vs. Jamilyn Marina Cornett

As the bell rings, the two opponents stare one another down. As they meet in the center of the ring, Jamilyn quickly throws a slap to Tallin's face. Tallin grabs his face, smiles, and goes to throw a punch at Jamilyn, but she ducks. Jamilyn comes back up and hits Tallin with two left jabs and a right jab, which pushes Tallin back against the ropes. Jamilyn grabs Tallin's arm and whips him to the opposite side. Tallin rebounds and Jamilyn leapfrogs over a ducking Tallin. Tallin rebounds and jumps in the air, hitting Jamilyn with a running jumping forearm. Tallin stands back up and waits for Jamilyn, who also quickly gets to her feet. As she turns toward him, Tallin delivers a leg kick to the inside of Jamilyn's right leg, sending her down to a knee. Tallin then hits Jamilyn with an inside leg kick to Jamilyn's left leg, causing her to be on both knees. Tallin jumps, and as he falls, hits Jamilyn with a stalling dropkick. Tallin gets to his feet and pulls up Jamilyn and whips her to the turnbuckle. As Jamilyn hits the turnbuckle, Tallin rushes toward her and hits her with a Stinger splash. As Jamilyn comes out of the corner, Tallin grabs her from behind and goes for a German suplex, but somehow, Jamilyn is able to flip out of the suplex attempt and land on her feet. As Tallin stands back up and turns toward Jamilyn, she kicks him in the gut, grabs his arm, and puts her right leg over Tallin's head. Jamilyn nails Tallin with the Playmaker. Jamilyn goes for the pin...

1...kickout by Tallin

Jamilyn stands back up and grabs Tallin, lifting him to his feet. After a pair of jabs, she kicks Tallin in the gut and prepares to hit Tallin with a DDT, but Tallin grabs her wrist, twists with it, and is able to reverse it into his own Arm Wrench DDT! Tallin stands back up and pulls Jamilyn up to her feet. Tallin pushes Jamilyn backwards into the corner, and Jamilyn hangs onto the corner as Tallin steps to the middle of the ring. Tallin rushes at Jamilyn and jumps, nailing her with a hesitation dropkick right to the small of the back. Jamilyn bounces out of the corner and falls right into a backbreaker by Tallin. Tallin then fluidly picks Jamilyn back to her feet and hits her with a Complete Shot! Tallin goes for the pin...

1...2...kickout by Jamilyn

Vaughn: How way she able to kick out of that? I figured the ring rust would have gotten to her by now...
Campbell: While I may not like all of the FTW superstars due to their personal attitudes, I do know that each and every one of them are capable taking extreme amounts of punishment...

Tallin pulls Jamilyn to the center of the ring by her foot, and then drops an elbow on her mid section. Quickly, Tallin gets up, turns around, jumps, and performs a standing moonsault, however, Jamilyn is able to counter, getting her knees up just in time for them to smash into the chest of Tallin. Jamilyn and Tallin both roll to opposite ropes, with Jamilyn pulling herself up first. As Tallin gets up to his feet, Jamilyn is already behind him, and she grabs him from behind and whips him to the ropes. Tallin rebounds and runs right into a big body chop, which sends him to the canvas. Tallin quickly gets up and gets chopped again, this time with him falling against the ropes. Jamilyn tosses him to the ropes and Tallin rebounds. Tallin ducks a clothesline attempt by Jamilyn, rebounds again, and jumps in the air. Jamilyn is ready though, and somehow, she is able to use Tallin's momentum against him and hits him with a spinebuster. Right away Jamilyn nooks in the Divalock, and Tallin grabs a the ropes instantly, but he's about four feet to far from them. Jamilyn sinks in the hold deeper as Tallin slowly makes his way to the ropes. After about thirty seconds, Tallin finally makes it to the ropes, and Jamilyn lets go of the hold. Jamilyn lifts Tallin to his feet and brings him to the center of the ring. She kicks him in the mid section and nails him with a DDT. Instead of going for the cover, she walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs up to the top rope. Jamilyn jumps and performs a flying fist drop right to Tallin's head. Jamilyn hooks the leg and goes for the pin...

1...2...kickout by Tallin

Jamilyn is frustrated as the referee shows her it was only a two count. Jamilyn lifts Tallin and whips him to the ropes, but Tallin reverses it and Jamilyn is sent to the ropes. Jamilyn rebounds and ducks under a leapfrogging Tallin. Jamilyn rebounds again, but this time, Tallin jumps and hits a dropkick right to Jamilyn's knee. As Jamilyn starts to stand, Tallin kicks the inside of the same knee, which brings her down to one knee. As she tries to stand up again, Tallin kicks the outside of the same knee, again sending her to one knee. Tallin runs to the ropes and rebounds, quickly nailing Jamilyn with a Shining Wizard. Tallin picks up Jamilyn, kicks her in the midsection, and nails her with a DDT. Tallin goes to hook the leg, but instead of pinning her, he stands back up and walks over to the turnbuckle. Tallin hops up onto the top rope and jumps off, nailing Jamilyn with the Down From the Sky! Tallin hooks the leg for the pin...

1...2...kickout by Jamilyn

Tallin grabs Jamilyn and picks her up, pushing her against the ropes. After another leg kick by Tallin, he whips her to the opposite ropes. Jamilyn rebounds and tries to clothesline Tallin, but he ducks underneath and then nails Jamilyn with a jumping Russian legsweep. Tallin gets up and kicks at Jamilyn's leg again, and then lifts her up to her feet. Tallin goes for a kick to the mid section, but Jamilyn is able to catch it and counter it with the mandara hineri!

Campbell: Beautiful counter by Jamilyn.
Vaughn: How many times did Shane just spin in midair?

Jamilyn slowly crawls toward the ropes as Tallin grabs at his left knee. Jamilyn gets up gingerly as Tallin does the same, but before Tallin can get anything in, Jamilyn hits a left jab, followed by another, followed by a third, and then, a huge uppercut that sends Tallin flying into the corner. Jamilyn runs at Tallin and hits him in the corner with a running dropkick, which sends Tallin staggering out of the corner, dazed. Jamilyn quickly climbs to the top rope and jumps at Tallin, and hits the "Hold My Drink, Bitch!" right to the back of Tallin's head. Tallin goes down in a heap as Jamilyn gets back up, raising her arms for the crowd. Slowly, Tallin stumbles to his feet and turns toward Jamilyn and she kicks at his midsection, but Tallin catches the kick. Jamilyn smiles and jumps to perform her "Imperfection" combo, but Tallin somehow avoids the sweeping leg. As Jamilyn is out of position, Tallin applies a three quarter face lock, runs toward the corner, flips in mid air, and nails Jamilyn with the Azurewrath! Tallin looks down at his opponent, who appears to be out. Tallin stands up and slowly climbs to the top rope. Tallin jumps and hits Jamilyn with a perfect Nocturne Calamity! Tallin goes for the cover...

1...2...3!

Trevor Ginsley: Your winner via pinfall, SHANE TALLIN!

Campbell: And with that, Tallin is one step closer to a title shot here in Full Throttle Wrestling...
Vaughn: You know, Shane spent more time in the air during that match than a 747.
Campbell: Wow, Vic actually says something funny...
Vaughn: Oh shut the hell up and go die.

Winner
Shane Tallin

Post Match Segment

Shane Tallin stands in the middle of the ring as the referee raises his hand as his music hits. With his free hand, Tallin makes the motion of a belt around his waist, and then points at the stage. Tallin exits the ring as the referee checks on Jamilyn.

Unsure...

The camera pans over to backstage where Haze and Naima, obviously in their locker room, are sitting on their couch together. The crowd pops big at the sight of the two, with chants for Haze and catcalls for Naima. Haze is twiddling with his guitar and Naima is on her Blackberry, both look relaxed. After a few more seconds Naima looks up from her phone and over to Haze...

Naima: Okay look, I know we talked about this already but I just can’t shake the feeling that Malone is trying to trap us! I mean don’t you think it’s odd that NOW he wants this to be one on one? He knows how me and you work and he’s trying to wreck that…

Haze stops with the guitar and looks over at Naima, seeing the genuine look of concern on her face.

Haze: I know, but we talked about this already. I'm not happy about the ruling at all and you know that, but at the same time this is about more than us…

Naima: Well, I don‘t think it is! You know how Malone is babe! I just wish you would listen to me…

Haze: I am listening to you! It's just that…

Haze and Naima are interrupted by a member of the production crew, who knocks twice and then peers their head into the room. He reminds the two that the contract signing looming. Haze and Naima graciously nod as the crew member closes the door and goes on their way.

A bit flustered, Haze looks over at Naima whose obviously unsatisfied. He takes her hand…

Haze: Look love, we’ll talk about this later okay…over dinner?

Naima looks up at Haze, and offers a weak smile…

Naima: Yeah, okay.

Haze pats her hand before standing up from the couch and walking out of frame, leaving Naima alone, who just sighs and goes back to her messing with her phone.

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

Making A Hard Decision

The scene opens up with Brandon Banks lacing up his boots before his match later on tonight. He looks as if he is completely concentrating on his match as there is a knock at his door. He looks up and raises and eyebrow as he yells…

Banks: It’s open!

Banks looks ready to throw down as the door opens. His facial expression changes from fight to laid back as the camera pans out to reveal that it was Lynch who has walked into his locker room. The Enforcer is in his street clothes with the Inferno Title on his shoulder as he approaches the Killah B.

Lynch You ready for this match tonight?

Banks smirks a bit….

Banks: Yeah, I’m beyond ready for this.

Lynch: That’s real good to hear Killah. This match is the reason that we are doing what we are going to do at Behind Enemy Lines, to show that Inferno is better.

Banks nods in agreement…

Lynch: But this visit is about business, and we need to be discussing it. I suppose that you heard that Magnum is taking some time off.

Banks: Chyeah, I heard, and even though I know you were against teaming up with him, he would’ve been the best choice for our team.

Lynch crosses his arms as he shakes his head.

Lynch: Maybe Banks, but that isn’t going to happen now. So we need to be looking at other options.

Banks: I’m way ahead of you Lynch. I got a guy in mind that will blow those Shockwave groupies minds.

Lynch: I do too.

The two men look at each other with doubt in their minds.

Banks: I don't think you're to big a fan of this guy, bro.

Lynch interrupts him…

Lynch: And let me guess, you aren’t real fond of him either.

Banks: You never liked his crew..

Lynch interrupts him again…

Lynch: And even though you weren’t around much then, you didn’t either.

The two men stand there, knowing full well that they were talking about the same guy. They may not have liked the decision, but they were willing to take calculated risks to get the win for team Inferno at Behind Enemy Lines.

Lynch: It may not be a popular choice, but it is the best one that I can come up with. Do you think he can handle it all since he hasn’t been around here long?

Banks: It is the best one, and he can cut it. If we want to win this thing then we'll have to take some chances. No doubt, it's a big chance, but if he pulls it off, our team is ten times better with him than without him.

Lynch rubs his chin as he smirks.

Lynch: I know it, I just don’t like it.

Banks: I know Lynch, but it is what it is.

Lynch heads for the door and grabs the knob. He turns to look at Banks as he opens it.

Lynch: I’ll see you out there.

Banks looks confused…

Bank: Out there?

Lynch: Yeah. I’m going to be doing a little guest commentary during your match. I figured it would give me a chance to scout for the last member of our team.

Banks smiles and shakes his head as the Enforcer walks out of his locker room.

In The Arena

Trevor Ginsley: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall and is an Inferno Showcase! The first contestant…..

The Enforcer's Video plays and the theme Glass Shatters by Disturbed immediately hits the arena as the crowd reacts in a roar. A huge pyro goes off as Lynch makes his way through the smoke dressed in street clothes with the Inferno Title on his shoulder. Lynch smirks a bit as he looks over the crowd and then heads towards the ring. He walks around the ring and makes his way over to the announce table. He lays the Inferno Title across the table and takes a seat beside Vic Vaughn.

Campbell: Well it seems as if the Enforcer is going to join us at ringside.
Vaughn: For the whole match?
Campbell: I believe so.
Lynch: You bet your ass Vaughn! I‘m out here to do a little scouting for team Inferno tonight. If you don‘t like it, feel free to get the hell outta here.

Trevor Ginsley: As I was saying….. Here is the first participant of the Inferno Showcase!!

The lights go dark as Eminem's 25 to Life begins to play over the loudspeakers. The fans suddenly start to feel water come down, almost as it was raining in the building. Thirty seconds into the song, a yellow smoke begins to pour out of the ground.

I can't keep chasing you... I'm taking my life back...

Banks slowly begins appearing like he's getting off of his knees as he appears through the monstrous cloud of yellow smoke. All soaked, Banks looks around and feeds from the energy of the crowd. He then begins talking to the crowd as he viciously walks toward the ring, awaiting to tear his opponents face off. Banks slides into the ring, and begins to pound down on the ground, similar to Orton's thing, and then gets to his feet. He climbs over to the nearest turnbuckle and does his signature B hand signal as the lights begin to fill the arena.

Trevor Ginsley: Standing at 6'3 and weighing in at 220 lbs. Hailing from Hazleton, Pennsylvania by the way of Jersey City, New Jersey... The Killah B Braaaaannnnnd-ooonnnnn Baaaaannnkkkkksssssss!

Campbell: Banks seems to want to get a hands on experience when it comes to him scouting Inferno talent.
Lynch: He thinks that this is the best way to do things, and I am all for it.
Vaughn: Are you guys really getting along that good?
Campbell: Now don’t you go starting crap Vaughn.
Vaughn: I‘m not! I‘m asking a legitimate question.
Lynch: Actually, things between Banks and I are cool. We both have the same reasons for being in this battle between the divisions.

Trevor Ginsley: And his opponent…

As soon as the opening beat hits the arena everyone gets to their feet in anticipation. Eminem's Cinderella Man takes over as the lights go out and pulse with every hit of the bass of the song's rhythm. Two singular white strobe lights move from the audience in the far corners opposite the stage towards the ring and cross each other to find themselves at both sides of the stage until finally moving inward to meet at the entrance curtain where Chris Cage, himself, comes walking out with dead shot eyes on the ring.

Trevor Ginsley: Ladies and gentlemen! Introducing at a weight of two-hundred and thirty-five pounds! He hails from the great white north known only as Canada, Toronto to be exact! He is 'The Man of the Year!' CHRIS! CAAAGE!!!

As Cage hears his introduction we find him waiting at the very top of the ramp. As his name is finally called by Ginsley he suddenly slowly raises his right arm into the air to the sudden fiery red explosion of pyro all around him on stage, including even in front of him. As the pyros smoke, dust and debris remains hovering about the stage Cage storms through it not even flinching at it's presence. He makes his way to ringside ignoring the fans at rampside reaching out for him and then walks up the steel steps into the ring.

Cage pauses as he seems to be making his way towards the opposite side's corner and instead turns to face the opposite direction and raises his right arm once more slowly to the roar of the crowd before turning around for the people in attendance on the hard camera's side to get a chance to bask in his glory before he then mounts the opposite turnbuckles and scouts the crowd with an intense stare. Finally as Cinderella Man fades out to a close he looks up into the air and closes his eyes for a few seconds as the fans applaud, cheer and scream before he hops off and turns his attention back to the task at hand.

Campbell: This guy is an up and comer here in FTW, and he owns a title shot that gives him the right to challenge for the Inferno title at a future date.
Vaughn: Yeah! How does that make you feel about the guy, Lynch?
Lynch: Hey, the guy earned the shot. I can’t say nothing bad about that. Cage seems to know what he wants, but I’m not too sure about him joining team Inferno. I guess we‘ll see how good he is here tonight.
Vaughn: Huh, so you don’t think he is good enough?
Campbell: That’s not what he said Vic.

Trevor Ginsley: And the final combatant of this match….

The familiar chords of Freedom Fighter blare throughout the arena, causing the fans to pop loudly. After a few second, Michael The Assassin Miracle comes out from behind the curtain to the end of the stage, savoring the fans admiration. Michael throws him hands up in the up in an X sign as Blue Pyro fills the arena. Michael's manager, Adam Teller, than walks out to Michael's side. Michael and Adam briskly walk down to the ring as the fans reach for one of their favorite stars. As Michael reaches the end of the ramp, he quickly slides into the ring. Adam hangs out outside of the ring, yelling instructions to Michael. Michael starts stretching with the aid of the ropes as he waits for the match to begin…

Trevor Ginsley: Standing at 6’3 and weighing in at 245lbs. Accompanied by Adam Teller. Former NCAA Division I colligate wrestling Champion, MICHAEL THE ASSASSIN MIRACLE!!!

Campbell: Now, I’m going to have to admit, I’d like to see this man on team Inferno.
Lynch: To tell you the truth, I am thinking the same way. That is why Banks wanted to be in this match. A week ago, after I agreed to join the team, we had a talk about both of these guys. He was more for Cage, and I was more for Mike. So this match is going to tell us exactly what we want to know.
Vaughn: So it seems that you guys got your stuff together a little bit better than team Shockwave.
Campbell: It does.
Lynch: We sure as hell do. I’m telling you guys this one thing, Banks and I have a hell of a lot more in common than you think. We want the same things, and when the chance to get them comes along, we rise to the occasion.

Match 4: Triple Threat Match
Inferno Showcase
Brandon Banks vs. Chris Cage vs. Michael Miracle

The three men look at one another as the referee calls for the bell and the fans start to get anxious. Then both Cage and Miracle look at each other and nod, then make quick moves as the start to hammer away at Banks. Banks tries to put up a fight with both men, but the numbers game gets to him as Cage and Miracle get him back into the corner. Cage acts as if he is going to try something in the corner, but is stopped by Miracle as he turns Cage around. Cage gets nose to nose with Miracle as he jaws a little bit, obviously unhappy about Miracle stopping him from what he was about to do. Mike points at Banks and then back to Cage as he explains that it is he that is going to execute a move on Banks. Before the two men know it, Banks comes out of the corner and hit’s a shoulder block to the back of Cage, causing Chris to ram into Miracle. This causes all three men to hit the mat.

Campbell: A little disagreement about who was taking control of this match.
Vaughn: Yeah, they should team up and get rid of Banks.
Lynch: They better realize that you can’t take your attention away from Banks.
Vaughn: They should realize that I’m always right.
Campbell: You better hope you have your boots on Lynch. It is about to get deep here at ringside if Vaughn is going to make comments like that one.

Banks is the first to get his feet as both Miracle and Cage are still down. Banks decides to take advantage, kicking at the back of a downed Cage. Miracle gets to his feet and sees what is going on. He allows Banks to continue hammering away at cage, but before long, he realizes that allowing Banks to gain momentum is a bad thing. Miracle sneaks up behind Banks and quickly grabs a hold of him. Mike executes a Russian Leg Sweep, banging Brandon‘s head off of the mat. Miracle then rolls over to Bank‘s and locks in a Fujiwara Armbar. Banks tries to get to the ropes, but he is a few inches short of getting there.

Campbell: Michael Miracle with an impressive move here.
Vaughn: I hope he breaks Banks’ arm.
Lynch: Easy there Vic! Brandon is no good to our team if he is walking around with his arm in a cast.
Campbell: I like having you around Lynch. Anybody that can keep Vaughn under control is alright in my book.

Miracle still has the armbar locked in and is pulling at Banks’ arm. Just then he is caught with a boot to the chest as Chris Cage reminds his opponents that he is still in the match. Cage walks over and picks up Mike, tossing him through the ropes and out to the arena floor. Cage then turns his attention to Banks, who is holding his arm. Cage allows Brandon to get to his feet as he stalks behind the Killah B. He then grabs Banks’ neck and executes a reverse DDT. He goes for a cocky pin as the ref slides down for the count.

1.……..

2.…Kickout!

Banks gets his shoulder up as Cage sits with a wicked smirk on his face. He gets on his feet and looks at Brandon, plotting out his next move. What he doesn’t see is Miracle getting back into the ring. Before the fans can react, Mike hits Cage with a Clothesline that sends Cage to the mat. Miracle picks him up and tosses Cage into the corner. He then drags cage to the top rope and puts a hug-like maneuver on him. Miracle uses his strength and tosses Cage from the top turnbuckle with a Top Rope Belly to Belly Suplex. Cage‘s back hit’s the mat hard as the fans cheer.

Campbell: What a move by Michael Miracle!
Vaughn: This guy is impressing the hell out of me.
Lynch: He can definitely dish out the punishment.
Campbell: Maybe a good fit for team Inferno then, huh?

The camera shows Lynch nodding to Campbell‘s comment as the action in the ring is about to heat up. Banks is back on his feet and gets in behind Miracle, who is still stalking Cage. Banks turns Mike around and starts his assault with fists to the face of Miracle. Just as Miracle gets dazed, Banks hits him with a Jawbreaker, which sends Mike falling to the mat. Cage is back in the fight as he hits Banks with a few jabs before grabbing a hold of him. Banks is quick to get free from Cage and execute a Yakuza Kick. Cage is sent into the ropes, and as he rebounds, Brandon hits him with a Samoan Drop that drives his opponent into the mat. Banks goes for a quick pin…

1.….

2.….Kick To The Back.

Miracle kicks Banks in the back to break the count. Banks holds his back as he rolls off of Cage. Cage takes the opportunity to roll out of the ring to catch his breath as Miracle grabs a hand full of Bank‘s hair. He pulls Banks up and tosses him face first into the nearest corner.

Campbell: Miracle somehow seems to keep gaining control of this match.
Vaughn: He isn’t bad, maybe even Saint material.
Lynch: Oh you have got to be kidding me!
Vaughn: What? I‘m just saying…
Lynch: I hear what you’re saying, and it is a load of crap. Just watch the damned match without opening your mouth.
Campbell: I am going to enjoy the next few minutes. Keep up the good work Lynch.

Miracle punches Banks a few times in the back to soften him up, and then climbs the corner to the top turn buckle. He pulls Banks up by the hair on his head to join him. Miracle puts Banks into a suplex like position, but quickly swings around and hits a Top Rope Neckbreaker, snapping Banks‘ neck and back into the mat below. The crowd gets out of their seats as Miracle crawls over and makes a cover on Banks. Before the ref can get a one count in, Cage breaks the count with a kick to the back of Mike. Miracle gets up and goes after Cage with an attempt at a running Double Axe Handle Smash, but Cage grabs the upper rope and pulls it down. Miracle goes flying over the top and hit’s the outside floor with a bang.

Campbell: Things are picking up now! I think Miracle would have picked up the win if it weren’t for Chris Cage.
Vaughn: (Mumbles)
Lynch: I believe the cat has Vic’s tongue.

Cage is poised to show why it is that he holds a Inferno Title shot as he gives out a yell to the crowd. Banks has rolled out on the apron and sees an opportunity. He gets up and grabs the top rope as he waits for Cage to make a move. As Cage turns around, Brandon uses the ropes to give him the bounce needed to spring himself up. He steps up on the rope and holds his balance for just a fraction of a second before…...

Campbell: No way!
Lynch: Oh DAMN!
Campbell: It Is!!

Brandon gets great height in his next leap, somehow grabbing Cage‘s head and hitting the No Ceilings DDT!! Cage‘s head is driven into the mat with a huge amount of force as the fans cheer. Banks grabs the leg and rolls Cage up as the ref gets down and counts…..

1.…..

2.…..

3!!!!!1

Ginsley: Here is your winner, Brandon Banks!!!

Winner
Brandon Banks

Campbell: What a springboard style No Ceilings DDT.
Lynch: The man can adapt his stuff to work where ever he needs it.

Post Match Segment

The ref raises Brandon Bank's hand as the crowd cheers. Miracle and Cage have rolled out of the ring as the Killah B gets up on the turnbuckle and points to the crowd after winning a hard fought battle.

Campbell: Brandon Banks has obviously still got what it takes to be a premier athlete in FTW.
Lynch: And on that note boys, I'm outta here.
Vaughn: Where is he going?

Lynch leaves the announce table and grabs the Inferno title. He makes his way into the ring and grabs a hold of Bank's hand, holding it up as the fans once again erupt into cheers. The two men show that team Inferno is going to be a well oiled machine as they shake hands in the center of the ring, when suddenly..…

The all too familiar drum roll of Charisma hits as Clay Forte, dressed in an absurdly striking suit exuberantly marches down the stage, struts up the steps, and enters the ring. Standing across from Banks and Lynch with microphone in hand, he speaks.

Forte: Well gawt diggity diggity DIGGITY DAMN! Some ole Hot Fiyah boys are crewing up to rumble with the Thundah and Lightnin’ gang, and the BENEVOLENCE is not involved. Good ole Lynch and Brother Banks, let us not forget I am indeed a former Inferno division champion, a champion who never lost his belt! I’ve been in the ring with both of you respectable gentlemen, and I’m sure you both now I’m a competitor of some caliber! There’s ONE THING I want to see more right now than the Inferno Division storm to victory like the confederacy at Fort Sumter, and that one thing is to be a part of the team that gets the job done!

Brandon Banks is handed a mic as both he and Lynch look at each other.

Banks: You know something playa....

Banks looks at the Enforcer, who nods in agreement.

Banks: The two of us know how good you can be when you are on. You seem to be ready to do what it takes to show the brass here in FTW that you are in it for the right reasons. With that said Clay, the two of us want you on our team.

There is mixed reactions from the fans because of what they have just heard.

Forte: Lynch, I know you’d beg to differ with some of my swaggery, but for right now, this is a higher cause. Whaddya say, big enforcer?

Banks hands the mic to Lynch. The Enforcer looks at Clay as he situates the Inferno Title on his shoulder.

Lynch: Clay, I'll admit that I didn't like the way you went out. I didn't like the way you dropped the title and left FTW hanging. But... you are a former Inferno Champion, and like Banks, I know how good you can be when you put your mind to it. So yes, you silver headed southerner....

Lynch smirks as Forte does the same.…

Lynch: ... I want you on our team!

The crowd cheers a little as the three men stand in the ring.

Forte: Well, I do declare, all baggage is to be moved to the back, because we’re about to fly Team Inferno straight to Victoryville!

The crowd cheers as the three men shake hands. The crowd is in a roar as they stand in the ring, seemingly united for the good of their team. They raise their hands and get the crowd going even more as the fans start to shout....IN-FER-NO, IN-FER-NO over and over again.

Campbell: ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Team Inferno now consists of three guys who have held the Inferno Title.
Vaughn: Hell, Lynch is still holding it! I know one thing, the Shockwavers better beware!
Campbell: The guys in Team Inferno are throwing their egos aside to do what needs to be done for the division they all helped to shape. Behind Enemy Lines is going to be one of the greatest shows ever seen.

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FTW Outbreak 9/1/10

Energy Solutions Centre - Salt Lake City, Utah
Wednesday, September 1, 2010

The Outbreak broadcast opens up with an opening video highlighting the various stars of Full Throttle Wrestling in action. "We In Here" by DMX blasts over the arena sound system as the video plays. At the conclusion of the video, a brilliant fireworks display erupts in the arena as the best announce team in the business welcomes us to the show!




Match 1: Singles Contest
Peisinoe vs Ryan Corey

Ryan Corey was absolutely ridiculous in this match, as he as well as others were frustrated with his performance in the previous weeks. But this match? Peisinoe just never stood a chance at all. At one point, much like in the match with Shane Sanders a couple weeks ago, there was a period where he was devious in chopping Peisinoe's chest for a small time period... and then he just... stopped. But nonetheless, after a few failed attempts of trying to come back with various and missed kicks, Ryan just got Peisinoe easily with a beautiful Kata Hajime Suplex - Nightfall - for the one, two, and three!

Winner
Ryan Corey

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

Sooner Rather than Later

The FTW camera fades into a locker room, where Michael “The Assassin” Miracle and Adam Teller, dressed in street clothes, are standing by with resident FTW News Correspondent Desiree Sanchez…

Sanchez: I’m here Michael “The Assassin” Miracle, who tomorrow night on Rampage has a huge Inferno showcase match with Inferno Championship number one contender Chris Cage and Team Inferno Captain Brandon Banks. Michael, what are your thoughts about tomorrow night’s match?

Miracle: Well, Ms. Sanchez, as you alluded to, this match is going to be huge. It square off three of the best in the Inferno division, and each man has something to prove. Brandon Banks, while never admitting it to the general public, has to prove that GM Mason Douglas made the right pick to lead Inferno against Team Shockwave at Behind Enemy Lines. Chris Cage, while he won his Inferno Title shot fair and square, has to prove that he can hang with the big boys before Lynch will take him seriously as a contender. And lastly, myself, I have something else to prove entirely…

You see, tomorrow night is not going to be about championships or a spot on Team Inferno. Me being in this match is to show the Full Throttle Wrestling Locker Room that there are people gunning for the so called “top” wrestlers like Haze, Malone, and Gabriella. I’m not throwing out a challenge, nor am I saying I deserve to be in the running with the likes of them. Not yet anyway. But it is time they look down from their pedestals and prepare for war. My point is, tomorrow night, against Banks and Cage, I am out to show that a new wave of FTW superstars have finally arrived here in the FTW, and we will soon take our place among the elite.

Sanchez: So, do you have any business here tonight for Outrage?

Miracle: Just the basics. Scouting the talent, making sure I watch everybody’s match because you never know who you’ll face next…

Sanchez: Last question. Rumor has it that Brandon Banks and Lynch are scouting for the final members Team Inferno for Behind Enemy Lines. Any thoughts?

Miracle: Are you asking me if I want a spot? Well, I wouldn’t say no, but I’m not actively looking for an invite. Here’s the deal. If I am selected to fight alongside the other Inferno wrestlers against Team Shockwave with everything I have, just like I do every single time I step into the ring. If I don’t get an invite, then I’ll just continue moving up the ranks of the Inferno division and the FTW in general. The fact is, don’t forget, that before I can even talk about Behind Enemy Lines, I’m completely focused on my match tomorrow night. And after Rampage, when I end up as the person who gets my hand raised, I’m not so sure Banks will want me on his team anyway…

Sanchez: Thank you very much for your time…

Before Michael can say anything else, Desiree grabs her earpiece and listens to something. She then turns and stops Michael, and address both him and the FTW fans…

Sanchez: I’m sorry, but I just heard some big news, and it’s something given your history that you will find important. Ladies and gentlemen, next week on Outrage, former FTW Superstar Crow will be making a live statement down in the middle of the ring!

Michael and Adam eyes open wide at that statement, but Michael smiles and shakes his head as Desiree continues to speak…

Sanchez: And Michael, he has requested that you meet him down in the middle of that ring when he makes his statement…

Miracle: Well, this was bound to happen sooner or later. I guess Crow wanted it to happen sooner rather than later. Ms. Sanchez, you can bet your ass I’ll be there. I want to see if Crow can say something I haven’t heard before…

Michael turns and walks away from the camera, but Adam steps forward and smiles at Desiree…

Teller: Do, Desiree, did it hurt?

Sanchez: Excuse me?

Teller: When you fell from Heaven?

Desiree just shakes her head as she walks out of the camera range. Adam stands there confused, and raises his arms to his side…

Teller: What did I say?

The camera fades back to the ring as Teller watches Desiree walking away……………

In The Arena

Ginsley: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is an Octane Rankings match!

“Broken Dreams” by Shaman's Harvest brings Bucky Skyler to the ring, a haze of lights swirling around the arena as he makes his entrance!

Ginsley: Introducing first, weighing in at 242 pounds, this is BUCKY SKYLERRRR!

Campbell: A few up's and down's for Skyler in FTW so far!
Vaughn: Good opportunity here for him to solidify himself in the Octane Division standings!

The lights begin to die but never completely go out; luminous static filling the arena. "I Won't Come Back Alive" by Genghis Tron began to play.

My body is taken by the cells inside
They'll consume me, hollow,
Turn me dry
I've got no way to fight this on my own
Whatever ails me fades a stable soul

Joshua Arcade appears on the stage to cheers of 'Jeeeericho' and an otherwise mixed reaction.

Turn up the lights;
Sear it away

Now it's unending; fills the body wide
How long 'til this common life will fold

Trevor Ginsley: Making his way to the ring, now residing in Los Angeles, California... Joshua ARCADE!

Up the steps and into the ring, still paying no heed to the crowd.

Turn up the lights;
Sear it away
It's what you can't know

Arcade slouches in a corner, a smirk and a chuckle all that he displays.

I won't come back alive

Campbell: Arcade unveiled in the new version of VERITAS last week!
Vaughn: He debuted with an impressive win over Shane Sanders on last week's show too!
Campbell: Don't forget, his stablemate Dan Hayter currently holds the title he's ranking for her!

Match 2: Singles Contest
Bucky Skyler vs. Joshua Arcade

The bell finally rings as the crowd roars with excitement. Both competitors meet in the middle of the ring, neither man flinching until they start to unload on each other with forearm strikes to the face! Using all the force on his side, Skyler gets a slight advantage once he nearly knocks Joshua Arcade down on his ass. The fans cheer as Skyler starts to feel it. Wanting to stay on the attack, Skyler tries to chop the chest of Joshua Arcade, sending the VERITAS member reeling. Following those few chops, Skyler then sends Arcade into the ropes. Arcade bounces off them and comes back towards Skyler, only to get dropkicked! Arcade pops back up to his feet, only to get a clothesline. Joshua Arcade rolls out of the ring, pointing to his head, knowing it was a smart move to get out of the ring. However, as he takes his time on the floor, Skyler has grabbed the top rope and once Joshua Arcade turns around, Skyler leaps out of the ring with a plancha!

Campbell: High risk from Skyler, not usually something we see from him!
Vaughn: This crowd have taken to Skyler, mostly due to their hate of Arcade!

Bucky Skyler rolls off of Joshua Arcade and gets back up to his feet, getting a huge pop from the crowd. Arcade holds his ribs as Skyler rolls back into the ring and waits for Joshua Arcade to get back on in. Taking his time with the ten count, Arcade finally hops up onto the ring apron. Skyler doesn't allow him to get back into the ring though. Instead, Skyler runs and hits a dropkick on the unsuspecting Joshua Arcade, who flies into the ring side barrier. Holding his face, Arcade falls onto the floor as Skyler quickly follows to the outside of the ring. Skyler stomps at the downed Joshua Arcade, taking out all of his aggression early on in this match.

Vaughn: Skyler not giving Arcade a moment in the early going here!
Campbell: Good tactics, if he lets Arcade in, he can end it anytime!

Skyler throws his arms in the air as another great response fills the arena for him. Arcade is on his knees as Skyler completely lifts him into the air and drops him with a gutwrench suplex like move. Joshua holds his back in pain at Bucky goes into the ring to stop the count. He rolls back out, not wanting Joshua Arcade to get his wits about him in this match. So, Skyler once again picks up the VERITAS member and whips him towards the ring steps. Arcade connects head first into the steps as he looks out of it already. Wanting to get a possible win, Skyler rolls Joshua Arcade into the ring and then gets up onto the ring apron now himself. Skyler goes to top rope, coming down hard with an elbow drop! Bucky rolls off of Joshua Arcade and begins to stomp on him a little bit more, trying to inflict more pain.

Campbell: Skyler taking to the top rope, varying his offence in this one!
Vaughn: Arcade hasn't got started in this contest at all yet!

Taking his time with Joshua Arcade, Bucky Skyler lifts him up to a vertical base again and attempts another suplex. However, Joshua Arcade is able to drop down of the move and land on his feet. He staggers back a little bit as Skyler turns right into a superkick! The crowd pops for a second but then starts to boo as Joshua Arcade takes a few moments to collect himself. Seeing as Skyler was on the offence for quite a while, he is already back up to his feet. Skyler already scores with a kick to the stomach and tries to whip Arcade into the ropes again. Arcade is able to reverse though and whip Skyler into the ropes and once Skyler comes back off the ropes, Joshua Arcade takes him down with an arm drag, on the bad wrist of Skyler. Bucky holds his wrist in pain as Joshua stays on the attack by waiting for Skyler to get up, grabs his right arm and drops him with an armbar DDT. Arcade makes a cover, and Neil Rana gets down to make the count!

…..1!

…..2!

...Skyler thrusts a shoulder from the mat, Arcade showing no emotion as he slowly climbs to his feet.

Campbell: Joshua Arcade worries me!
Vaughn: He's one calculating motherfucker that's for sure...
Campbell: HEY! PG friendly!

Skyler yells in pain as Arcade gets back up to his feet. He smirks towards the fans before stomping on the bad right wrist of Bucky Skyler. After a few stomps, Arcade stops and proceeds to lift Skyler up into the air. Instead of dropping Skyler down with a suplex though, he somehow manages to hit another armbar DDT! The crowd boos as Arcade quickly turns it into a short arm scissors. Skyler yells out in pain now as not only is his wrist bothering him, so is the entire arm. Skyler is yelling in pain as he tries to make it to the ropes. Eventually, he is able to reach out and grab the bottom rope. The ref starts his count up as Joshua Arcade is refusing to release the hold.

One!

Two!!

Three!!!

Four!!!!

Joshua Arcade releases finally as he gets into the face of the referee Neil Rana and shakes his head. He goes back to focusing on Bucky Skyler now. Pawing at him with left and rights, giving Skyler no time to react before tagging him again! He hits the ropes and comes back with a sharp lariat, shifting into a cover again.

…..1!

…...2!

...Skyler throws a shoulder up again

Campbell: Arcade toying with Skyler here a little!
Vaughn: This crowd don't like it one bit!

Arcade pulls Skyler to his feet, driving a knee deep into his gut, before sending Bucky into the ropes. Skyler ducks the lariat attempt, dropping Arcade with a neckbreaker! Skyler goes for the cover!

…..1!

…..2!

...Arcade rolls a shoulder out, Bucky slamming the mat in anger, before roughly pulling Arcade to his feet. Skyler slaps Arcade roughly, the crowd not appreciative of that, booing a little. Arcade headbutts Skyler, drawing a murmur as blood oozes from Skyler's mouth! Skyler staggers back, Arcade zeroing in and dropping him with the Despised Love! Skyler is motionless as Arcade makes a tight cover!

…..1!

…..2!

…..3!


Winner
Joshua Arcade

Campbell: Arcade with another win, and VERITAS and he are both looking strong so far!
Vaughn: Vicious ending from Arcade!

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---
Hazy Suspicions

Naima: HEY!

Naima quickly raced down the hall of the Energy Solutions Centre, past the merchandise area and the hot dog stand to find Nick Malone holding onto an issue of the latest FTW Gossip Column issue, hanging outside of the Saints of Destiny Locker Room. Flipping page by page before he picked his head up to find a steaming mad Naima, heading his way.

Nick Malone: You know, these articles are like the National Enquirer. I can’t help but chuckle at Lynch’s article where he was bit by a raccoon.

Naima: Yeah, well that same magazine also claimed you were a pillow toucher.

Nick quickly became infuriated by the claims that Naima was making and scowled right back at her as Naima was none too pleased to be making this kind of visit.

Nick Malone: That was just a one time thing....What’s your point? If you have something to say to me, we can do it in a peaceful manner, inside my sanctuary.

Naima: Fine.

Nick walked over to his Saints of Destiny door and gently pushed the door open. Naima shuddered a little but walked inside the room, infront of Malone. Malone followed quickly behind her and before he entered the room, he looked to the right and the left to make sure that both directions were clear. Nick then entered the locker room and quietly closed the door behind him. He looked at Naima as there was nobody else in the room, waiting to hear what she had to say.

Nick Malone: Well?

Naima: Don’t you dare think for a second that I don’t know you have something planned.

With his arms folded, being accused of something isn’t sitting well with Nick as he swiped the side of his nose.

Nick Malone: The only thing I’m guilty of is wanting to have an honest and clean match at Behind Enemy Lines with your love for the World Heavyweight Title of his. You can keep your suspicions, but if you can’t handle the truth, then you might as well get out of the kitchen. This kitchen isn’t big enough for 2 cooks. If you attempt to try and strong arm me again, with your bluff, you’ll be in for a big problem.

Naima: You’re definitely not getting away with this. If you think what William did to Enigma was bad, I’m going to personally enjoy what he does to you. Remember that!

Naima quickly opened the door, leaving in a manner that she did to go back to William Haze, as Nick was very stern with what Naima wanted Nick to confess.

Nick Malone: You just made a grave mistake...

The cameras then switched back to another scene..

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We find ourselves in Harmony’s locker room, where the brunette is getting ready for her tag match later tonight, accompanied by the shower running in the background. She sits down on the sofa and starts to lace up one of her boots but is interrupted by a knock at the door. Dropping her other boot down on the sofa, she goes over to answer the door, finding a delivery man with a huge bouquet of purple and pink roses in his arms.

Delivery Man: Miss Scott?

Harmony: That’s me.

Delivery Man: These are for you.

Harmony: Wow, thank you.

She takes the flowers from him and sends him on his way, closing the door with her foot as she walks away, putting the flowers down on the table and smiling, smelling their scent as the bathroom door opens and Ryan Matthews walks out with a towel around his waist, still damp from his shower. He wanders over to her and puts his arms around her waist from behind, pulling her into a hug.

Matthews: Nice flowers.

Harmony: They are beautiful, thank you so much.

Matthews: They’re not from me.

Harmony twists her head to look at him, her curls brushing against his chest as she strains round.

Harmony: Then who are they from?

Matthews: Read the card.

Harmony searches around in the bouquet, finally finding the card tucked in between the blooms and opening the envelope to side the card out.

Good luck tonight in your first match back, love. x

She smiles, sliding the card back into the envelope.

Harmony: Must be Jamilyn. Wishing me luck in my match tonight.

Matthews: That was nice of her.

Harmony: I shall have to thank her back at the hotel.

Matthews: I should have laid claim to them, then I could have gotten a thank you.

She turns around to face him, finding a smirk on his face.

Harmony: And what sort of thank you did you have in mind?

Matthews: Oh I don’t know…

Matthews grabs her by the waistband of her ring shorts and pulls her in for a kiss, but not before he pushes the camera around to take the focus off them, the sound of giggling in the background.

In The Arena

Ginsley: The following match is scheduled for one fall...

The opening of "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps begins to a darkened arena. A flutter of strobes begin as the music intensifies and Shane Sanders emerges from the back area. A pan of hot pink lights flood over the competitor as she walks with a purpose towards the ring before making a dashing run to slide inside. Once in ring, she climbs to her feet, slinging her hair back, wiping it smooth with a free hand that snakes down her neck and body. Hands on her hips, she nods to the crowd before turning to await the start of the match.

Ginsley: On her way to the ring from Canton, Texas--weighing in at one hundred and thirty-nine pounds, "The Dixie Dynamite" Shane Sanders!

Campbell: I'm sure Sanders is looking to rebound from her tough loss last week to Joshua Arcade.
Vaughn: I hope Shane can pull off the win, becuase I would love to see her smile after the match...
Campbell: For God's sake Vic, please be professional...

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As "The Ripper" by Chinchilla plays loudly over the Loud speakers, Nick Malone appears up at the top of the stage wearing his traditional Green, Black and Gold sparkling robe similar to the style of the "Nature Boy" as he holds his arms up arrogantly and listens to all of the boo's. Golden and Green pyro begin to rain down behind Mr. Malone as he has his arms fully extended breathing in the air of his own Perfection. He yells will disgust and venom in his voice over at the disgusting fans. Nick Malone then just snickers and smirks as he then gets up onto the apron and jumps over the ropes standing in the middle of the ring disrespecting the crowd with his arrogance and style of perfection. He then extends his arms in the middle of the ring in a legend Killer pose as Green and Gold and Black pyro comes down from the ceiling in the symbol of his 3 initials hanging over him in NGM as he then takes off his robe and tosses it over the referee's head as he looks prepared for his match.

Ginsley: And her opponent, standing at 6'7" and weighing in at 250 lbs. Hailing from Long Island, New York..."The Legend of Destiny" Nick Malone!

Vaughn: And this man, Nick Malone, has a shot at the top prize in Full Throttle Wrestling, the World Championship, at Behind Enemy Lines.
Campbell: But in order to be crowned as the World Championship, he'll have to go through William Haze.
Vaughn: That's a daunting task if there ever was one...

Match 3: Singles Contest
Nick Malone vs Shane Sanders

Malone and Sanders start to circle the ring as the referee rings the bell. They go to tie up in the middle of the ring, but Malone is too strong, and he puts Sanders into a headlock. Sanders grabs Malone around the waist, pulls him back to the ropes, and whips him to the opposite side. Malone rebounds and tries to cloesline Sanders, but she ducks and is able to hit Malone with a Side Russian Legsweep. Sanders stands up, waiting for Malone. Malone stands up only to be hit with a snapmare by Sanders. As Malone is in a sitting position, Sanders jumps and nails Malone in the back of the head with a dropkick. Malone rolls to his stomach and grabs the back of his head. Sanders delivers a kick to Malone's side, which causes Malone to roll over to the ropes. Sanders pulls Malone up to his feet, and pushes him up against the ropes. Sanders delivers a big chop to Malone's chest, and Malone grabs it in responce. After a forearm to the face, Sanders tosses Malone to the opposite ropes. Malone rebounds and ducks under a clothesline by Sanders. Sanders turns around to a kick in the gut, and Malone capitalizes with a big swinging neckbreaker. Malone gets to his feet and drops an elbow to Sander's chest. Malone quickly stands back up and delivers another elbow drop. Malone grabs Sanders and puts her into a mounted crucifix hold as he starts delivering straight elbows to Sanders's head. After ten shots, Malone lets Sanders go and lifts her up off the ground. Malone hits a forearm shot and sends Sanders to the corner. Malone runs at Sanders and nails her with a charging high knee, following with a bulldog. Malone turns Sanders over and goes for the pin...

1...2...kickout by Sanders

Campbell: Vintage Malone right there partner.
Vaughn: Well, there goes that pretty smile I was just dreaming about...

Malone looks up at the referee as he lifts Sanders to her feet. Malone hits Sanders with an European uppercut, sending Sanders to the ropes. Malone whips Sanders to the ropes, and Sanders rebounds. Sanders is able to duck a clothesline from Malone and hooks his arms from behind, sliding down to the mat and putting Malone into a pinning predicament...

1...kickout by Malone

As Malone stands up, he is kicked in the gut by Sanders. Sanders delivers forearm shots, sending Malone against the ropes. Sanders attempts to whip Malone, but Malone reverses it, sends Sanders instead. Sanders rebounds from the ropes and nails Malone with a huge hurricarana. As Malone slowly gets up, using the aid of the ropes, Sanders stands behind him, waiting. As Malone turns, Sanders kicks Malone in the gut and nails him with a DDT. As Malone lays on the mat, Sanders climbs to the top rope. Sanders crouches no the top turnbuckle as Malone starts to get up to his feet, facing away from Sanders. As he gets to his feet, he turns and Sanders dives off of the top rope, hitting Malone with a Diving Cross Body. Sanders hooks the leg and goes for the pin...

1...2...kickout by Malone

Vaughn: I could have swore that was three Campbell!
Campbell: Well, I think it's going to take a lot more than that to take out the leader of the Saints of Destiny.

Sanders lifts Malone up by the head and grabs his arm. Sanders twists Malone's arm behind his back and applies a wrist lock. After grabbing his shoulder, Malone throws a backwards elbow at Sanders, and but Sanders is ready and ducks under the elbow. Using Malone's momentum, she is able to barely lift Malone off of the ground and put her knee down between his leags, hitting him with an atomic drop. Malone stumbles away, grabbing at his backside, and Sanders rushes at him with a knee to the gut. As he backs up toward the ropes, Sanders grabs Malone's head and hook it in. She then jumps up on the ropes, attempting a Springboard Tornado DDT, but at the last second, Malone slips away, causing Sanders to fall straight down on her back. Malone grabs Sanders's legs and applies a Texas Cloverleaf. Sanders struggles in pain as Malone sinks it deeper. After a moment, Sanders props herself up with her arms and climbs to the ropes. As she reaches the ropes, Malone continues sinking in the hold, even as the referee starts counting. The referee gets to four and he finally lets the hold go. As the referee tries to say something to him, Malone starts delivering boots to Sanders's lower back. After a few shots, Malone picks Sanders up by the head, applies a double underhook, and lifts Sanders in the air. Malone nails Sanders with a sitout double underhook powerbomb, and Sanders's head bounces off of the mat. Malone hooks a leg and goes for the pin...

1...2...kickout by Sanders!

Malone picks Sanders up by the head and pushes her into the corner. Malone stands in the middle of the ring for a moment, then rushes at Sanders. Malone lifts his knee to hit Sanders with another charging high knee, but Sanders moves out of the way, and Malone lands on the top turnbuckle family jewels first. As Malone yells out in pain, Sanders gets her bearings, and notices the position Malone is in. Sanders runs to the corner and jumps, hooking Malone's head in the process. Sanders jumps off of the turnbuckle and nails Malone with a HUGE Lucha DDT! As both wrestlers lay on the mat, the referee starts his ten count. By the count of three, Sanders flips over and drapes her arm over Malone...

1...2...kickout by Malone!

Campbell: How did Sanders have the strength to make the pin right there?
Vaughn: All of these men and women in Full Throttle Wrestling have reserves that most athletes can only dream about...

Sanders slowly gets up to her feet and falls against the ropes, taking in a deep breath. Malone starts to get to his hands and knees as Sanders walks back over to him. Sanders grabs his head and pulls him up to his feet. Sanders goes to whip him to the ropes, but Malone counters, whipping Sanders to the ropes. Sanders comes back and hits a running neckbreaker. Sanders picks up Malone and kicks him in the gut. As Malone bends, Sanders takes a step to the ropes, jumps, and hits Malone with a springboard clothesline. Quicker now, Sanders picks Malone back up and tosses him to the ropes. Malone rebounds off the ropes and nails Sanders with a STO. Malone goes to his hands and knees, catching his breath as Sanders is laying on the ground. As Malone gets up to his feet, William Haze and Naima walk out from behind the curtain and stare down at the ring, watching Malone. Malone notices, and this gives him a second wind. After shouting insults at Haze, Malone turns to Sanders, who is on her feet, and he whips her to the ropes. Sanders rebounds and gets lifted into the air by Malone. Malone has Sanders up in a Military Press, but somehow, Sanders is able to twist in mid air and roll up Malone for the pin...

1...2...KICKOUT by Malone!

Malone and Sanders quickly get up, but Sanders is just a split second faster. She throws a clothesline, but Malone is able to duck it, and hits Sanders with a superkick out of nowhere! Sanders goes down and hits the mat hard. Malone looks down at Sanders, and then turns his attention to Haze. Malone shouts insults at Haze, pointing at Sanders and then Haze. Haze just stands there, watching, which causes Malone to become even more enraged. Malone goes through the ropes and stands on the apron. He continues to insult Haze. As he does this, Sanders slowly makes her way to her feet in the ring. As Malone turns back to the ring, he is hit by a dropkick from Sanders, sending him crashing to the mat! Sanders gets back up the ring, and waits for Malone to stand up. As Malone slowly gets to his feet on the outside, Sanders runs to the opposite ropes, rebounds, and comes back through the ropes, hitting Malone with a suicide dive!

The referee begins his count at 1............Sanders slowly gets to her feet and grabs Malone.....2.......Sanders pulls Malone to his feet and over to the exposed steel of the stage......3.......Sanders gets Malone ready for a DDT......4.......Malone counters the front face lock by raking the eyes of Sanders and kicking her in the gut........5.......Malone kicks Sanders in the gut and applies a double underhook to Sanders.......6......Malone, now looking at Haze, picks up Sanders upside down, holding the underhooks.......7......Malone drops, nailing Sanders with a double underhook piledriver on the steel, which causes Sanders' head to bounce off of the ramp.......8......Malone gets back up to his feet, and realizes that the referee is about to count him out........9.....Malone runs to the ring and quickly slides in just as the referee gets to 10!

Ginsley: Your winner via count out, Nick Malone!!!

Campbell: The impact of that piledriver was sick Vic! We may need some help for Sanders out here...
Vaughn: It looks like the appearence of Haze on the stage must have given Malone a second wind...

Winner
Nick Malone

Post-Match

Vaughn: What a great victory by Nick Malone here!
Campbell: You’ve got to be kidding...
Vaughn: I never kid when it comes to Nick Malone. What a grueling match those two had and when it spilled to the outside, the smarter wrestler won.
Campbell: But it didn’t prove anything since he didn’t make her tap out or pin her shoulders to the canvas.
Vaughn: The important thing here Charlie is that Nick Malone got the W and won his match over Shane Sanders. World Title material BABY!
Campbell: I think I’m going to be sick.

After hearing Trevor Ginsley announce his name as the winner of the contest, a worn down Nick Malone raced right over to Ginsley and grabbed the microphone right from the ring announcer. Shane Sanders was still trying to recover and realize what happened on the outside as she tries to put two and two together.

Malone: Now THAT.....Is how a “Real Man” handles his business!

Nick then dropped the microphone down onto the canvas and rolled out of the ring to the loud boo’s coming from the crowd inside the Energy Solutions Centre in Salt Lake City, Utah. Malone couldn’t have been happier. Shane looked rather disgusted still standing around at ringside as the cameras switched back to Charlie Campbell and Vic Vaughn to continue FTW Outbreak.

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

Campbell: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. We've already had some crazy things happen here tonight, and it's only going to get crazier after this match.
Vaughn: You damn right, Chuck! I've been waiting for this match all night. It's going to be a --
Campbell: Hold on a second, Vic. What's going on with the lights?

The lights in the Energy Solutions Arena begin to flicker on and off, when suddenly a mysterious image shows up on the FTW Jumbotron.



"There can only be one.. Grand.."

"Zero hour is coming.."

"Will you be the one?.."

Static begins to take over the Jumbotron as the image fades away..

Campbell: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!
Vaughn: I have no idea, but that picture sketched me out a little bit.
Campbell: I concur. That was a little freaky if I do say so myself. However, the show must go on as it's time for our next match!


Match 4: Singles Contest
Eden Black vs. James Magnum

To say James Magnum wasn't quite all there was an understatement, considering the troubles he had with his family - but he came. But... to say Eden could care less... An understatement... a huge one. Bell rings and a shoot kick to Magnum's head surprised him to all heck, his eyes were a glossy as if he wasn't quite all out there. The match ended with a referee stoppage and the referees would try to hold Eden back, but alas - they were afraid of her as she cast 'I'm gonna to kill you' type of glares to them. She was satisfied with seeing Magnum completely out of it and she had done her damage. The ending was pretty much the referees helping Mags to the back.

Winner
Eden Black

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

We're backstage where we see FTW correspondent standing outside of Outbreak general manager, Chad Jamison's office. She knocks a few times and casually walks in as she sees Chad talking on the phone.

Jamison: So, it's a date?

Brief pause..

Jamison: Alright, baby. Make sure you wear those nice pink panties daddy likes.

Another brief pause, with Janelle Skye looking somewhat disgusted.

Jamison: I'll see you there. Alright?.. Okay... Bye.

The boss hangs up and throws his arms up in the air.

Jamison: Score!

Skye: Um, Chad?

Chad quickly turns around and looks shocked to see Janelle.

Jamison: Janelle, baby! I didn't even hear you come in.

Skye: Well sir. You did ask me to come see you in your office. Something about big news for Behind Enemy Lines?

Chad stands up as we see him sharply dressed as usual.

Jamison: You're right, Janelle. Behind Enemy Lines is already shaping up to be one of the biggest Pay Per Views in FTW history. The whole Inferno versus Shockwave thing, along with the World Championship are going to make this event something you can't miss. However, I feel like we're missing a little something.

Chad places his hand on chin and begins to rub it.

Jamison: See, with the whole Inferno versus Shockwave ordeal, I feel like the Octane division has been lost in the shuffle. That's when I came up with a new concept match, which I like to call.. A Division Dogfight..

Skye: Division Dogfight, sir?

Chad nods.

Jamison: That's right sweetheart. This match will feature the Inferno division, Shockwave division, and also, the Octane division. It's going to be a Triple Threat match with only one condition. It's going to be an elimination match.

Skye: Elimination match? Meaning if someone gets pinned or taps out, they'll be taken out of the match?

Chad can't help but smile.

Jamison: You get smarter every week, Janelle. That's exactly it, and whoever wins that match will get a shot at their divisions title the following week on Outbreak!

You can hear a monstrous ovation from the live crowd.

Jamison: Now if you would excuse me, I got a hot date tonight and Chaddy boy needs to freshen up.

With that, Janelle leaves Jamison's office as we cut back to the arena.

In The Arena

Trevor Ginsley: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall and is to determine the captaincy of Team Shockwave for Behind Enemy Lines! Should Code and Gabriella win, whoever makes the winning pinfall is the captain of the team, but should Harmony and Ryan Matthews win, Code and Gabriella shall be named co-captains!

The lights dim as “Jars” by Chevelle starts to play over the speakers; the pause after the lyrics ‘lest we bleed ourselves’ the lights come back on in full and show Code standing at the top of the ramp. A chorus of boos is let fourth at him, as their once great hero has turned on them. Code can’t help but grin at the hate that’s thrown at him as he walks down the ramp and slides under the ropes into the ring.

Tony Ginsley: Introducing first, standing at 6’2 and weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the current FTW Shockwave Champion, the “Unbreakable” Code!

Vaughn: And what a champion he is!
Campbell: You can’t deny Code’s in ring abilities.
Vaughn: Did you just PRAISE one of the Saints?
Campbell: Being a good wrestler doesn’t make up for him being a bad person.

Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira begins blaring over the intercom system as the lights dim just about halfway. There is a purple spotlight at the top of the ramp. After a few seconds, you see a shadow as none other than Gabriella spins right into that. Simple purple pyrotechnics shoot out from behind her - nothing fancy - as the lights turn on right after they're done. Gabriella walks down the ramp in a few skips, as she claps some fans hands on the way. As she finishes skipping, she simply stands there momentarily, as she looks around - in silence before match. She then goes to the steel steps, walk on them, then stands on middle of apron as she does a little belly dance, before walking in-between the ropes and into the ring. She stands in the middle as she starts exercising her legs awaiting opponent.

Trevor Ginsley: And his tag team partner, Hailing from Orlando, Flooorida.... weighing at one hundred and twweeenty threee pounds... she is... GABRIELLA!

Campbell: We’ve seen in recent weeks the in fighting between Gabriella and Code over who is going to run Team Shockwave, will it play a factor in tonight’s match?
Vaughn: Gabriella needs to listen to Code and get back in the kitchen.
Campbell: Please tell me you did not just say that?
Vaughn: She needs to learn her place.

The sound of air raid sirens and gunfire echo through the arena and searchlights sweep the crowd for a moment before focusing on the entranceway, and as the first guitar strains of "Indestructible" by Disturbed play over the loudspeakers, a figure appears through the curtain dressed in a black Tapout hoodie and black BDU pants. He throws the hood back for a moment and the crowd erupts at seeing Ryan Matthews. He stands still for a moment, bobbing his head to the beat and drinking in the reaction of the crowd before he slowly makes his way down to the ring.

Trevor Ginsley: And their opponents. First, making his way to the ring at this time, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 240 lbs and standing 6 feet 5 inches tall, one half of the FTW Tag Team Champions, he is "The Real F'n Deal" RYAN MATTHEWS!

As Ginsley finishes Matthews slides in under the bottom rope and quickly takes off the hoodie, tossing it into the crowd as he turns to face center ring and goes through a quick series of stretches while waiting for the match to begin.

Campbell: Matthews is swapping tag partners for the night.
Vaughn: Whatever happened to bros before hoes?
Campbell: Are you insinuating Harmony is a ho?
Vaughn: Hello!! Banging Nick Malone while flirting with Matthews! She made the wrong choice in guy there.

The crowd leap up to their feet as the music begins to rip through the arena speakers and Harmony trots out from behind the curtain, hyped up as much as her fans are. She takes centre stage as the pryos rain down behind her, jumping up and down with great energy before striding down the ramp, slapping hands with fans then sliding into the ring and popping up to her feet. She climbs the turnbuckle and blows a kiss out to the fans before leaping off and keeping loose in the ring, heading for her corner.

Trevor Ginsley: And his tag team partner, standing at 5' 10" and hailing from London, England, this is Harmony!!

Vaughn: All those legs and me with no step ladder.
Campbell: Do you have to objectify our women?
Vaughn: Yes, yes, I do.
Campbell: Ignoring the chauvinist, the talent in the ring right now is phenomenal!

Match 5: Mixed Tag Team Match
Code and Gabriella vs. Harmony and Ryan Matthews

Code and Matthews start it off in the ring, diving into a tie up, which Code takes control of with a knee to the gut before he grabs Matthews by the wrist and throws him at the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a shoulder block takedown. Code looks for a quick elbow drop, but Matthews rolls out of the way and leaves Code to eat canvas before he grabs Code by the head and throws him into the corner, opening up on his chest with stiff chops, turning his chest bright red from the impact. He catches Code with an elbow to the side of the head before pulling him out of the corner and dropping him with a Russian Leg Sweep. Matthews hooks the leg …

1 … Code kicks out!

Code rolls over but Matthews is straight back in, setting Code up in a Camel Clutch submission, prompting Kelsey to ask Code for a submission. Code defiantly refuses and tries to edge himself towards the ropes but Matthews pulls back tighter on the hold, finally releasing him after a few seconds, only to slam him face first into the mat with a Curbstomp! Matthews pulls Code up and throws him into his corner before following him and making the tag to Harmony.

Campbell: Harmony is getting in the ring for the first time since Boiling Point.
Vaughn: Oh how I have dreamed of this moment.
Campbell: We know that Harmony has made her intentions to get the Shockwave title back, now’s the time to prove she can hang with Code.
Vaughn: She won’t prove a thing!

Harmony takes Code by the wrist and pulls him out of the corner then throws him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a spinning heel kick! Code hits the mat but sits straight back up, leaving him prone as Harmony hits the ropes opposite him and hits him straight in the face with a low drop kick before she hits him with a standing moonsault! Harmony hooks the leg …

1 … 2 … Code kicks out!

The brunette pulls Code up, but he shoves his thumb in her eye as he makes it to her feet, staggering her enough to throw her into the turnbuckle and drive his shoulder into her midsection over and over again. Kelsey calls for him to bring it out of the corner, but Code waits until he has to before he pulls her out of the corner and throws her at the ropes, planting her into the mat with a tilt-a-whirl powerslam! Code makes the cover …

1 … 2 … Harmony kicks out!

Gabriella holds her hand out for the tag on the apron, but Code completely ignores it as he goes to pull Harmony up, only for the brunette to pull him down into a small package …

1 … 2 … Code kicks out!

They both scramble to their feet, but Code gets there first, catching Harmony with a hard forearm before throwing her at the ropes and catching her with a hard double knee facebreaker! Code rolls her over and makes a cover …

1 … 2 … Harmony kicks out!

She barely has any time at all to defend herself as Code wraps her up in a fujiwara armbar, making the brunette desperately reach for the bottom rope, with Kelsey asking her if she wants to give in. Harmony defies him and tries to edge herself closer and closer to the ropes, finally managing to get her foot on the bottom rope. Kelsey calls for the break, but Code hesitates until the last minute again to break the hold!

Campbell: The back and forth between the pair has just been amazing!
Vaughn: Code is unbreakable; Gabriella broke Harmony’s brain. Just sayin’.
Campbell: Harmony had her issues before Gabriella, Vic.
Vaughn: Pft, we all know that those hips can make ANYONE go loco.

Harmony pulls herself up with the ropes, trying to shake the pain out of her arm, but Code pounces right back on her, throwing her into the ropes by her wrist, only for the brunette to take him down with a wheelbarrow into a bulldog, drilling Code into the mat!

Just as Code hits the mat, Gabriella’s face hits the apron as James Mitchell Cornett appears out of no where and pulls her ankle first off the apron! Harmony doesn’t captialize, instead watching on confused as Cornett pulls a dazed Gabriella up and hits the Legendsword on the outside floor! Cornett looks down at the prone Gabriella, but he’s soon spun around from behind by Matthews, who lands him with a right hook and the pair soon start brawling up the ramp way, a flurry of fists and kicks!

Campbell: This has broken down to chaos!
Vaughn: There’s still a member of each team standing!
Campbell: Harmony looks confused as hell.
Vaughn: One thing’s for sure: Gabriella ain’t going to be captain.

Harmony is indeed confused as all hell, distracted so much by JMC and Matthews brawling that Code catches her unawares with a roll up from behind, pulling her tights as well …

1 … 2 … 3!!!

Winners
Code & Gabriella

Post Match Segment

Code rolls straight out of the ring and throws his arms up in the air, looking down at the floored Gabriella in disgust before walking backwards up the ramp with a smile, leaving Harmony to argue with Kelsey in disbelieve that he had hold of her tights.

Campbell: Damnit!
Vaughn: Code is captain! Nick will be pleased.

The show ends with the smiling visage of Code, the Captain of Team Shockwave.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Comedians

I'm quite a fan of stand up comedy, more so the English ones, but is anyone else?

Rhod Gilbert



He's very funny if you understand the Welsh jokes, but he does have some very funny material.

Michael McIntyre



He is just hilarious. If you ever get to see the skit he did on the Kings Of Leon song "Sex On Fire" you'll understand why he's so funny.

Tim Minchin



Fucking legend, enough said.


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Musings Of A Vixen #2

What’s up everyone?

Yes, the column has been renamed! This suits far better than that horrible cliché.

It’s Sunday afternoon, my house currently smells like freshly baked cupcakes and I’m sat watching Ryan and Sam play COD 2 on the Xbox. I decided now would be the best time to write seeing as I’ve lost those 2 for the rest of the afternoon.

There’s a subject I’d like to discuss this week that has been a subject of great deliberation around the halls of FTW in recent times.

A Stunner’s Championship.

FTW now has 7 women on the active roster if you include Jamilyn, who is about to make her return to action, and numerous people around the locker room have stated that such a number of women requires us to have a championship for them to fight for.

Really? We’re heading back to the Stone Age now, are we?

Look at the women you have and have had on the roster. Gabriella is a former world champion, Clawdya Pride is a former inferno champion and I’m a former shockwave champion.

We don’t NEED a women’s championship because our women are tough enough to hang with the boys. We’re not eye candy that pretends to wrestle like you often see, we’re just as good, if not better, than some of the men on the roster. Plus limiting us to the same 6 opponents is just bleugh. There’s only so many times you can see a match before you get bored and there’s only so many times we can wrestle an opponent before we work out all their quirks and make the match therefore boring.

Having our women face our men is one of the things that makes FTW stand out from the crowd, what makes it unique and what keeps our viewers captivated, among other things.

So, in short, do we need a Stunner’s championship? Hell no.

I shall now step down from my soapbox.

On to other things. This week’s goings on in FTW have been quite interesting to say the least.

Team Inferno is going from strength to strength. First Brandon Banks, now Lynch? All I can say is that team has some star power. Sadly, Team Shockwave aren’t doing so well. Gabriella and Code need to get over themselves and work together as a team or they’re going to end up looking stupid at Behind Enemy Lines. Do I need to go bang their heads together for the sake of my division? I think I might.

The return of Clay Forte to FTW has ruffled quite a few feathers to say the least. Everyone still remembers what happened with the VERITAS scandal a few months back and the fact he’s been allowed to return after that fiasco has left a sour taste in people’s mouths. Am I pleased to see him back? I’m rather indifferent to it, if I’m being honest. I’ve got more important things to worry about, but needless to say, if he pulls another stunt like last time, people will call for his head on a stick.

Eden Black has been on an impressive run since her debut in FTW and now that she’s secured a shot at the Shockwave championship, I wouldn’t be surprised if we saw her with gold around her waist before long.

William Haze’s match with Mr. Enigma this week ended on somewhat of a sour note with Enigma breaking his ankle in 2 places at the hands of Haze. While I don’t like to see people injured, it’s another chink in Nick Malone’s amour and it’s pretty obvious that Haze was sending a message to Malone. I cannot wait for the 2 to meet at Behind Enemy Lines for the World title, because Malone is going to get his arse handed to him on a plate.

Jamilyn is back! *insert happy here* I’m so pleased that she’s gotten herself back on the right path and to see her take on Shane Tallin this week should be a treat.

Speaking of Cornetts, James and Sam face off in a Street Fight this week and I am not looking forward to it. It’s going to get ugly pretty damn quick and I don’t wish to see either of them get hurt. Bloody will be spilt and no one will be any better for it, but male pride is driving them right now.

And now, a note to leave you with. My fashion icon of recent times is this lady



Cheryl Cole.

It doesn’t matter WHAT she wears, she looks so damn good. I am jealous, haha.

Until next time, stay safe x.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

FTW Rampage Preview: 9/2/10

Energy Solutions Centre - Salt Lake City, Utah
Thursday, September 2nd, 2010


Trial Series: Match Numero Uno
Colin Hawkins vs Clay Forte

Welcome home, dudes! These two men were in FTW of the past... but dropped out. They come back on a trial of sorts so they can prove their dedication to FTW..


Octane Rankings Match
Aaron vs Ripplemagne

Ripplemagne has been on a tear since coming to FTW, but this week, he faces one of the brightest up and comers in FTW in Aaron. Which one of these two men will continue to climb up the Octane Rankings ladder?


Octane Rankings Match
Jamilyn Mitchell Cornett vs Shane Tallin

After a huge win against Ryan Corey, Shane Tallin looks to continue his hot streak when he faces FTW's resident Barbie in Kayla.


Inferno Showcase Match
Brandon Banks vs Chris Cage vs Michael Miracle

The Shockwave and Inferno divisions are set to battle it out at Behind Enemy Lines and this week, the Inferno division get the chance to show what they've got! Can the division veteran and team captain Brandon Banks show Mason Douglas he made the right decision or one of the division's newcommers show they've got what it takes to hang with the big boys?


Main Event: Street Fight
James Mitchell Cornett vs Sam Horrey

This beef is getting ugly! Sam and James have been at each other's throats over Sam's treatment of James' daughter, Jamilyn, who hasn't been seen in recent weeks thanks to a mental breakdown. No one knows who will come out victorious, but one thing is for sure: blood will be spilt!

All this and much, much more this week on Rampage!

Roleplays and Segments due
Tuesday, August 31st 2010 at 11:59 PM.
Based on United States Eastern Standard Time
Two (2) Roleplay Limit