Post by Pizza Ant on Sept 24, 2017 4:06:34 GMT
Freedom Pro Wrestling S1 E3: Master of Puppets
September 22nd, 2017
Chicago, IL
Odeum Expo Center
September 22nd, 2017
Chicago, IL
Odeum Expo Center
We start off with the commentators in front of the camera.
MW: It's with great sadness that we bring you the news that Davey Jones has to take some time off due to personal reasons. We wish him nothing but the best and we hope he returns to action soon.
SD: But the show must go on! It's time for a contract signing!
We go to the ring and there's a table in the center with a few papers and pens on it. Jim Houston is standing in front of the table.
JH: At our very first PPV, the main event will be a 2 out of 3 falls match to determine the first FPW World Champion. To kick things off tonight, we're going to have a contract signing for that match! First, the "Pendragon" Adam Thompson!
"The Feast and The Famine" hits and out comes Adam Thompson. He's wearing a black suit with some sunglasses. He enters the ring and shakes Jim's hand before signing the contract right away and grabbing a mic.
AT: Alright. I did my part. Marcus? Get the fuck out here and do yours!
Marcus Allen Jones walks down the ramp as "Cult of Personality" plays. He holds up a paper that says "#FutureFutureProWrestlingChamp" to the camera. Marcus enters the ring and grabs a mic.
MAJ: Listen Adam. I don't hate you. I don't even dislike you! Hell, I like you a lot better than- wait a second. This sounds familiar.
The Chicago crowd boos as Marcus smiles a shit eating grin. Marcus walks closer to Adam.
MAJ: Phil was a quitter just like you'll be at Enter-
AT: Oh Marcus, would you just shut up and sign the damn contract mate?
Marcus' face turns sour and he signs the contract.
JH: There you go! It's official. The main event of Enter Sandman will be a 2 out of 3 falls match between Adam Thompson and Marcus Allen Jones to determine the very first FPW World Champion!
MAJ: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Can we just get to the part where I revealed that I picked Adam Thompson's opponent tonight?
Adam glares at Jim.
JH: Well, Marcus, it's not that simple. You still have a mystery opponent and I allowed him to be picked by Adam Thompson!
Marcus glares at Jim.
JH: And guess what? That match is next!
Jim leaves the ring and ring crew clear the table. Adam Thompson is still in the ring with Marcus.
AT: There's one guy in the back who's been itching for some revenge against you lately, Marcus. And that's why your opponent tonight is...
"Azrael" by The Betrayers hits.
AT: Azrael!!!
Adam Thompson leaves the ring as Azrael zip lines down. He gives Azrael the thumbs up and the bell rings.
Match One: Marcus Allen Jones vs Azrael - guest written by Adam Thompson/Anarchy
Azrael immediately hits a running knee strike on Marcus to start off the match!
SD: What the hell is going on?!
MW: What do you mean? Marcus got his mystery opponent.
SD: Yeah but he already beat Azrael!
Azrael goes for a cover.
1!
2-NO!
Marcus kicks out with force, and Azrael gets straight into action, running at the ropes! Azrael goes for a springboard moonsault but Marcus rolls out to his feet! Azrael notices and lands on a vertical base!
MW: Peak-human athleticism from Azrael!
SD: He’s a fucking angel you dumbnut!
Marcus tries to take back momentum by sending a superkick to the back of Azrael’s head but the angel somehow sees it coming, rolling under the kick and getting behind MAJ! Azrael lifts Marcus for a German suplex, but Marcus hits a back elbow to Azrael’s head, forcing him to release the hold! Marcus runs towards the ropes and handsprings off them jumping to go for an Enziguri! Azrael ducks Marcus’ offence AGAIN, letting the Marksman fall to the floor! Azrael takes his chance and locks in Angels’ Crossface!
SD: How the hell did Azrael take Marcus down like that, it simply isn’t human!
MW: He’s a fucking angel you dumbnut!
Marcus panics and squirms, barely catching the bottom rope with his fingertips! Azrael immediately lets go and kips-up, stepping back and bowing to Marcus as he catches his breath in the corner.
A: Your move, “Marksman.”
MW: Azrael clearly hasn’t forgotten the disrespect he suffered at Marcus’ hands on their mutual FPW debut!
MAJ gets to his feet, leaning against the ropes and gestures “Come at me.” Azrael complies, coming straight at Marcus! But Marcus quickly pokes Azrael in the eye and throws him down onto the second rope! Marcus runs at the opposite rope and rebounds, going for a knee strike to the back of Azrael’s head!
SD: Marcus has this one in the bag!
Azrael dodges! Marcus gets his leg stuck on the rope as Azrael gets behind him, getting in a waist lock and hitting a vicious German suplex! Azrael keeps the waistlock going, and hits another German! AND ANOTHER!
MW: Azrael putting on a clinic against Marcus!
Azrael lifts Marcus yet again, but Marcus hits a hard back elbow to the side of Azrael’s head! Azrael is forced to release Marcus, who uses the last remaining bit of his senses to grab his opponent by the head, collapsing to the floor with a snapmare driver!
SD: Marcus turns the tables and takes back momentum!
However, Marcus remains on the floor, every bit as out of it as Azrael.
MW: Maybe not.
Azrael rolls onto his back, blood barely visible through the eye holes in his mask as Marcus gets to his feet. Seeing his opportunity, Marcus rolls Azrael back over and locks in a kneeling STF!
SD: Marcus taking advantage of Azrael’s seemingly broken nose, locking in a crossface! The pain must be excruciating!
MW: I can’t believe Azrael is holding on!
Despite Marcus’ submission, Azrael refuses to give in, repeatedly refusing to quit when asked by the ref! Eventually Marcus gives up on submitting Azrael and slightly shifts the crossface to a different objective: Pulling off the mask of Azrael!
MW: Dirty play by Marcus, trying to rip off his opponent’s mask!
SD: What are you talking about Mike, the Marksman is simply taking advantage of an obvious target! If Azrael didn’t wear a mask this wouldn’t be happening!
Naturally, Azrael panics, squirming and thrashing to escape the hold with his mask in place!
SD: Azrael may have kept his mask and kept in the match but escaping like that I sure to have worn him out!
Marcus gets straight on top of the still prone Azrael, locking him in a waistlock and lifting The Forgotten Angel to his feet and grabbing the wrist! Marcus spins him out and goes for the 6 Stars!
MW: THE FORGOTTEN KNEE!
At the last second Azrael gets his own knee up, countering the 6 Stars by hitting his own knee strike! Azrael only barely manages to lift an arm, putting his hand on Marcus’ chest to cover!
1!
2!
Marcus is barely able to lift a shoulder!
SD: There’s no way that could have been enough to get a count like that!
MW: Maybe Marcus isn’t as resilient as you thought Steven?
Azrael rolls off to his back, a smirk on his face with the knowledge that he’s got Marcus on the ropes. Azrael then rolls over on to the apron and starts using the ropes to pull himself up. Slowly and carefully, the worn out Azrael makes his way to the turnbuckle and starts climbing up to the top! Azrael get to the top rope, and-
MW: WHAT THE HELL!?!
Marcus Allen Jones kips up and rushes to the corner!
SD: SUPERKICK! MARCUS WAS PLAYING POSSUM!
Marcus climbs up the turnbuckle, grabbing Azrael into perfect position for a superplex! Marcus tries to lift, but Azrael throws punches into Marcus’ gut, forcing him to let go! Azrael headbutt’s Marcus hard, causing the Marksman to fall into a Tree of Woe!
MW: Marcus in a precarious position here!
Azrael jumps off the turnbuckle! FROG SPLASH TO MARCUS!!! Both fighters go down hard, Azrael barely managing to make the cover!
1!
2!
Marcus Allen Jones kicks out!
SD: Both men putting on an impressive display, but Marcus isn’t about to bow out that easily!
Azrael struggles to get to his feet, before grabbing Marcus by the wrist and pulling him up! Azrael Irish whip’s Marcus, who rebound’s off the ropes, barely avoiding The Forgotten Knee! Marcus get’s Azrael in a waistlock, grabbing his arm! Marcus goes to the 6 Stars, but Azrael dodges! Azrael ripcord’s Marcus, going for his own knee strike, but Marcus dodges! Marcus goes for another 6 Stars! Azrael dodges, rolling Marcus into a schoolboy!!!
MW: Could this be it!?
1!
2!
3!
SD: NO!!!
MW: Azrael does it!
DB: And your winner, The Forgotten Angel, Azrael!
Azrael rolls out of the win and starts celebrating on the outside, as Marcus Allen Jones freaks out, shouting at the referee, cameraman, and just about everyone else in the arena.
SD: This is a shameful display; a roll up is no way to win a wrestling match! Jim Houston, get out here and restart this damn match, if you can do it for Thompson you can do it for Marcus!
Mike Watson continues as Steven rants.
MW: Believe it or not folks, that wasn’t even our main event! Stay tuned to see the Pendragon step in the ring one on one with his own mystery opponent picked by Marcus Allen Jones! We’ll be right back after these messages.
---COMMERCIAL BREAK---
The camera feed cuts to static and we see two men when it comes back on. It's Davis Reynolds and Kassius Boone. Anarchy.
DR: Kassius.. I've been thinking.
Kassius turns to Davis and raises an eyebrow.
DR: .....
KB: .......
DR: You're supposed to ask me what I've been thinking about, you dumbass!
Kassius sighs.
KB: ....What were you thinking about?
DR: I've been thinking about those Sons of Hades-
KB: Cerberus.
DR: Same thing. Anyways, I've been thinking about those guys. We don't even know what they look like, let alone if they can take a thumbtack bump.
KB: A what?
DR: A thumbtack bump.
KB: Jesus Christ Davis-
DR: Hey! We don't use the Lord's name is vain. We're good Christian boys, remember?
KB: Sorry. But that's besides the point. Remember how we talked about explicitly NOT bringing in thumbtacks during matches?
DR: ...Yes.
KB: So..
DR: So what? I'm just curious about their thumbtack capabilities, that's all. Not gonna do anything. I promise. Scouts honor.
KB: Right.
Davis pushes himself in front of Kassius and looks at the camera.
DR: WE'VE BEEN ANARCHY AND WE'RE GONNA FUCK SOME DOG PEOPLE UP TONIGHT!
The feed cuts back to static before returning us to ringside.
Match Two: Azazel vs Freja - guest written by Jerry Bishop
Ringside, Watson and Deville set up the next match.
MW: Our next match pits the fearless Ice Queen, Freja, against the undefeated Anti-Hero, Azazel!
SD: And if you ask me, Azazel's going to mop the mat with her, just like he's finished off everyone else!
MW: Freja is not one to take lightly, though. She had am absolutely brutal match with Athena Dai two episodes ago!
Dasha Banks takes to the microphone in the ring.
DB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and making his way to the ring, from the depths of Limbo, the Anti-Hero, AZAZEL!
"Martyr" comes over the speakers as the lights drop. The lights come back up to show Azazel with a torch which he carries to the ring slowly and calmly, ignoring the crowd completely.
SD: Look at this guy, he's all business! Doesn't even pay these Freedom Fighters the time of day!
MW: That's not something to really brag about, Steven.
SD: Oh, sure, and I shouldn't brag that Marcus is my best friend?
MW: Here we go...
Azazel plants his torch into a turnbuckle (it's soon taken by a stagehand) and sits in the ring waiting.
DB: And his opponent, from Copenhagen, Denmark, the Ice Queen, FREJA!
"Kaze Ni Nare" comes over the speakers as a spotlight hits a section of the audience showing Freja. She makes her way through the crowd, high-fiving some members of the audience while heading to the ring. She slides in between the ropes and raises her fists as the crowd cheers, some Freedom Fighters mirroring her gesture.
MW: Now that's a real hero!
SD: Just because he's an "antihero" doesn't mean he's not a hero to some people, Watson.
MW: ...you know, I actually can't argue that one.
The bell rings, and Freja circles Azazel, who still remains seated in the ring. Freja tries to false-start him out of position, but he doesn't move. Freja realizes that she'll have to make the first move and goes for a Shining Wizard kick to Azazel, but he simply ducks his head, allowing Freja to hit the mat.
SD: Brilliant!
Freja gets to her feet, and Azazel does the same. Frustrated, Freja goes for a roundhouse kick, which Azazel ducks under into a roundhouse of his own, forcing Freja against the ropes. As Azazel approaches for another attack, Freja counters with a kick to Azazel's gut, doubling him over for a fisherman buster, leaving him grounded. Freja raises her fists towards the audience, and members of the audience follow her gesture. She slips through the ropes and slingshots herself into a leg drop onto Azazel before going for a cover.
MW: Freja showing nothing but confidence in there!
ONE!
NO!
Azazel kicks out, leaving Freja somewhat frustrated, but she regains her composure. She props up Azazel for a schoolboy kick, but Azazel ducks aside, catches Freja's leg, and rolls her through, dropping her face first onto the canvas. As Freja lies stunned, Azazel deadlifts her into a German suplex, tossing her across the ring.
SD: Azazel's got the size and strength advantages, no way Freja's coming out of this one with the win!
MW: Don't count her out just yet!
Freja pulls herself to her feet with the ropes as Azazel spins her around into an exploder suplex, throwing her back to the center of the ring.
SD: How about now?
MW: Will you stop?!
Azazel takes a moment to observe Freja as she tries to regain her footing, almost laughing to himself. As he approaches to follow up, however, Freja grabs his arm and whips him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a sit-out powerbomb. She puts her legs on Azazel's shoulders for the cover.
ONE!
T- NO!
Azazel kicks out. Freja checks with the ref that it was only a two count, and gets to her feet. She pulls Azazel back up to his feet, and as she does so, he seemingly smiles and chuckles at her. Angered, Freja whips Azazel into the turnbuckle. As he connects and staggers out, Freja hits him with a standing dropkick, flooring Azazel. She raises her fists to the crowd again, and this time more Freedom Fighters follow her gesture. Azazel brings himself to one knee, and Freja connects with a low enzuigiri, dropping Azazel back down. Freja slips through the ropes for another slingshot maneuver, but Azazel rolls aside, leaving Freja to hit the mat. Azazel runs to the ropes and hits a no-handed moonsault off the second rope onto the recovering Freja and rolls over for the cover.
ONE!
TW- NO!
MW: The Ice Queen never giveth in!
SD: That's not even the name of the play, dingbat!
MW: Who even says dingbat anymore?
SD: Marcus, you should ask him!
Freja brings herself to her feet with the ropes but Azazel has already hit the opposite ropes to build momentum for a high knee to Freja's head, staggering her against the ropes. Azazel pulls her away into a Saito suplex, almost bouncing Freja across the ring, where she regains her footing against the turnbuckle. Azazel takes a moment to taunt Freja's raised fists towards the crowd, which is met with boos. Furious, Freja charges Azazel and catches him from behind with a bridging tiger suplex for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TH- NO!
Azazel rolls out of the hold, shaking his head in confusion. Freja checks with the ref that it was another two-count, leaving the crowd cheering for "FRE-JA! FRE-JA!"
MW: Listen to the Freedom Fighters, they know a true hero when they see one!
Freja grabs the kneeling Azazel and pulls him up for a Falcon Arrow, but the powerful move seems to take the wind out of not only Azazel, but Freja herself. Both competitors lie on the mat as the ref starts his count.
SD: Azazel's taken everything this "Frozen" knockoff has in her, and she still hasn't put him away! No one can!
MW: Aaaaaaaand now we have to pay Disney a royalty. Thanks, Steve.
SD: You're welcome!
As the referee's count reaches 5, Freja stirs and gets to one knee. At 6, Azazel pulls himself up with the ropes. Azazel reaches his feet and Freja calls for her Freeze Shock kick as the Antihero comes off the ropes. She goes for the kick, but Azazel drops back down to the mat as Freja's leg passes over, leaving her hung up on the ropes. Freja pulls her leg back, but stumbles to one knee due to the damage she's taken in the match. Azazel hops back to his feet and runs to the opposite ropes.
SD: We all know what this is! And as Patti Smith once sang-
Azazel connects with a knee strike to Freja's head, dropping her flat.
SD: HERE COMES THE NIGHT!
MW: THOSE AREN'T EVEN THE LYRICS!
Azazel makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DB: Here is your winner, Azazel!
The crowd pepper Azazel with boos as he stands stoically in the center of the ring. Freja rolls out and heads to the back.
---COMMERCIAL BREAK---
An intern approaches Sabre backstage.
I: How do you feel about your recent loss to Adam Thompson and your upcoming match with Jerry Bishop? Do you plan to bounce back?
S: Of course I have a plan! I always do. And don't you think that my loss to Adam Thompson means anything, because it doesn't. I'll just continue my winning ways and prove to Mr. Houston that I have earned, no, I'm entitled to a second chance.
Sabre begins to walk away but he walks right into Mark Anderson & Paul Meyers, The Hardcases.
PM: Hey, um, we saw your match last episode.
MA: And we're so sorry you lost to Adam Thompson-
S: Get to your point.
PM: We just want to extend our hand and make sure you never lose again.
S: Me?! Help?!! I don't need help! I'm the great Sabre! I do everything for myself. Now, if you excuse me, I've got something very important to do.
Sabre sees the intern walking down the hall.
S: Hey, you! Carry my bags for me!
Match Three: Justice Legal vs Erick Skaar
MW: We've got what should be a really hard hitting match up next!
SD: That's right Watson! It'll be "the big dawg" Justice Legal vs "the best European wrestler" Erick Skaar!
MW: Those.. aren't their nicknames.
DB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Entering first, from London, England, "The King of X-treme" Justice Legal!
The crowd pops as "Wish It Away" by Pysko Dalek plays and Justice Legal urgently walks to the ring, sporting his signature dog collar and chain.
MW: Justice Legal is not known for his tendency to keep the fight clean. He won his first match here by bringing in a chair!
SD: Yeah but what good did that do him? He got his ass kicked by Azazel later that night!
MW: I'd like for you to try and say that to his face.
SD: No thanks.
"Immigrant Song" by Led Zeppelin hits. Erick Skaar angrily glares at the ring before turning to the crowd AND GETTING ATTACKED FROM BEHIND BY EDWARD DESSIUS!
MW: What the hell?!!
SD: My thoughts exactly! Who does this guy think he is?!
Edward Dessius runs down to the ring and he starts brawling with Justice Legal. The two hit each other with very stiff strikes leading to Dessius grabbing a chair.
MW: Someone! Please! Come down and break this damn thing up!
Jim Houston runs down to the ring with a microphone.
JH: GENTLEMEN! GENTLEMEN! STOP!
Houston gets in between Legal and Dessius to separate them.
JH: Edward, what the fuck is wrong with you?! You can't just go and ruin a match like that!
Dessius leans towards the mic.
ED: You didn't give me a match. So I decided to take an opportunity!
JH: This isn't the way to do it! Edward, you're suspen-
Justice Legal grabs his own mic and cuts Houston off.
JL: No! Edward Dessius wants a match against me? Then let him have it!
Houston ponders this before turning to face Legal.
JH: You want the match?
JL: You're damn right I want the match!
Houston turns to Dessius.
JH: And you want the match?
Dessius smiles and nods.
JH: Fine! Then it's official. You two want to tear each other apart? You want to see who the better hardcore brawler is? Well I'll give you both an opportunity to do so because you're going to be facing each other in a best of 5 series to find out who the first ever FPW Hardcore Champion will be!
The crowd pops and Dessius and Legal both smile.
JH: And the first match will be a no holds barred match at the Enter Sandman PPV! Good luck!
Houston leaves the ring, leaving Legal and Dessius alone.
JL: Eddy, if there's one thing you should know before you step into the ring with me...
Legal steps closer to Dessius.
JL: ..It's that pain is justice.. and it's legal!
Dessius immediately hits Legal with a bicycle kick and motions for a title before leaving the ring.
MW: What a statement made by Edward Dessius!
SD: Justice Legal won't be a happy camper when he gets up!
MW: We're going to take a quick break but coming up next we've got Anarchy vs the debuting Sons of Cerberus!
---COMMERCIAL BREAK---
Jim Houston walks into his office where he finds Freja waiting for him there.
JH: Hey, uh, sorry about your loss to Az-
F: I'm not here to talk about Azazel. I'm here to get a rematch with Athena Dai.
JH: I know she won't be very happy about not getting different competition... but fine. Next week, you get your rematch with Athena Dai.
F: Thank you.
Freja leaves Houston's office as he rubs his temple.
Match Four: Anarchy vs The Sons of Cerberus
MW: We've got highly anticipated tag team action up next! The Sons of Cerberus make their debut against Anarchy!
SD: That's right Watson. And I'm scared shitless of The Sons of Cerberus to say the least.
DB: The following contest is a tag team match and it is scheduled for one fall!
"Death March" by Motionless in White begins to play and Anarchy come walking down the ramp, pumping up the fans on their way to the ring. Davis Reynolds is carrying a bag.
DB: Entering first, the team of Davis Reynolds and Kassius Boone, Anarchy!
Davis places the bag in the corner of the ring.
SD: What the hell do you think Davis has got?
MW: I sincerely hope it's not thumb tacks...
SD: Then it probably is.
The cheers turn to silence as "Ring Around the Rosie" plays. The eerie song transitions into "Interlude (Remix)" by Vagina Bastards. Lecter Manson walks out, leading two huge men in masks and red jumpsuits with chains connected to handcuffs.
DB: And their opponents, being accompanied to the ring by Lecter Manson, Cannibal and Hannibal, The Sons of Cerberus!
SD: I did some journalistic research and my sources told me that these guys were in a fire when they were younger! Manson cares for them now.
MW: You mean Manson uses them as tools for destruction?
SD: Same thing.
The Sons of Cerberus get inside the ring after getting their handcuffs taken off and the two teams immediately start brawling. When the ref finally gets control of the brawl, the bell rings. Davis and Hannibal start.
MW: I don't think anyone will be able to control these two teams for long!
Davis runs at Hannibal but gets hit with a big boot. Hannibal picks Davis up and hits him with a power slam before picking him up again and tossing him to Kassius Boone. Lecter Manson laughs at ringside.
SD: Hannibal is treating Davis Reynolds like an absolute rag doll!
Kassius tags in and he charges towards Hannibal, only to get manhandled. Hannibal scoops Kassius up and hits him with a power slam. Manson shouts orders as Hannibal tags in Cannibal.
MW: I've never seen Kassius Boone dominated like this!
SD: These two monsters are definitely a force to be reckoned with!
Cannibal hits a running splash on Kassius.
SD: Absolutely flattening him!
Cannibal attempts to put Kassius in a sleeper hold but Kassius manages to get out of it and he starts to hit Cannibal with short arm clotheslines before finally hitting a discus clothesline to knock Cannibal down.
MW: Can Anarchy bounce back?
Hannibal gets inside the ring and goes for a clothesline of his own but Kassius ducks and Hannibal is sent over the ropes and onto the floor, much to Lester Manson's dismay at ringside.
MW: This is their opportunity!
Kassius makes the hot tag to Davis Reynolds, who jumps from the top rope onto Cannibal but he's immediately caught in Cannibal's arms and tossed to the other side of the ring.
SD: Way to take an opportunity, Davis.
MW: Come on! These men are monsters!
Outside the ring, Hannibal pulls Kassius Boone down from the apron and hits him with a clothesline, knocking him to the floor. He throws Kassius into the steel steps. Lecter Manson distracts the ref and Cannibal picks up the bag from Anarchy's corner.
MW: Oh no..
Cannibal pours out the contents of the bag... THUMBTACKS!
MW: Oh shit, oh shit..
Cannibal hits Davis Reynolds with a back suplex into the thumbtacks!
MW: HOLY SHIT!
The ref turns around to see Cannibal making the tag to Hannibal. Lecter Manson screams "KILL HIM!!!" as The Sons of Cerberus hit Davis with a massive vertical suplex/power slam combo.
SD: Absolutely horrific!
Hannibal goes for the cover.
1!
2!
3!
The bell rings and Lecter Manson goes inside the ring to raise his monsters' arms.
DB: Here are your winners, The Sons of Cerberus!
SD: What a beatdown!
MW: I think that these monsters will be dominating the tag team division for a very very long time. But still to come tonight, Jerry Bishop vs Sabre and the main event, Adam Thompson vs an opponent chosen by Marcus Allen Jones! We'll be right back!
---COMMERCIAL BREAK---
Jim Houston is in his office, typing on his computer, when Zeke storms in. Houston rubs his eyes and temple.
JH: Zeke.. so happy to see you.. what do you want?
Z: You know what I want. A match. I got screwed out of beating Azazel on episode one, then Erick Skaar got a fluke victory over me on episode two, and now I'm not even booked! So you better tell me that I'm Adam Thompson's opponent in the main event or else-
JH: You're not Thompson's opponent.
Zeke begins to look extremely angry. He slams his fist on Jim Houston's desk.
Z: What the fuck do you have against me, huh?!
Houston gets up and stares right at Zeke.
JH: First of all, don't you ever give me that attitude again or else I'm gonna do more than suspend you. Secondly, if you want a match so badly, I'll give you one. Next episode.
Z: Against..?
Houston smiles.
JH: Against Azazel.
Zeke's face goes pale and he contemplates punching Houston but he instead knocks over some papers on his desk and storms out. Houston sits back down and calls out to Zeke.
JH: You're welcome!
Match Five: Sabre vs Jerry Bishop
SD: It's time for Sabre to right the wrong from last episode! He's going to pummel this clown!
MW: Really Steve? I for one think Jerry should be treated with a little more respect considering he took Marcus to the limit last episode.
SD: That's what they like to fall "fake news" Watson! Marcus beat him and now Sabre will beat him. Bishop is a clown, the other two are wrestlers. See the difference?
MW: They're both wres- Nevermind.
"Anitra's Dance" hits. Sabre begins to walk slowly to the ring, with the spotlight on him.
DB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Entering first, from parts unknown, Sabre!
SD: I once got invited to Sabre's mansion for a game of cricket. Wonderful chap.
MW: If only he gave the same amount of respect to his opponents in the ring..
Sabre enters the ring and raises his fists as the crowd boos him.
SD: These fans need to give him respect before he starts to give others respect, that's how I see it.
MW: Never heard of "treat others how you want to be treated"?
SD: Nope.
The crowd cheers when "Comedian's Gallop" plays and Jerry Bishop comes out, "conducting" his music.
DB: And his opponent, from Kansas City, Missouri, Jerry "The Jester" Bishop!
SD: This man is an absolute joke! He may have "taken Marcus to his limit" but he still lost!
MW: Are you forgetting that Sabre lost too?
SD: But he won! At least until Jim Houston restarted the match! Um, please don't fire me Jim! We're good, right?
MW: You're a worm, you know that, right?
SD: I'm a what?
MW: Nevermind.
Jerry poses on the top rope but he gets attacked from behind by Sabre.
MW: What the hell?!
SD: Oh so it's okay when Azrael does it but not when Sabre does?
MW: This is different!
The bell rings and Sabre rolls Bishop up.
1!
2!
Jerry Bishop kicks out!
Sabre attempts a headlock but Bishop elbows out of it. Bishop gets up and ducks a clothesline from Sabre and hits a springboard forearm from the second rope.
MW: Can Jerry capitalize?
Bishop goes for the cover.
1!
2!
Sabre kicks out!
Bishop rushes right into a Russian leg sweep followed by dropkicking Sabre in the corner of the ring.
SD: This isn't possible! Sabre! Get a move in or something!
Bishop attempts a float over neckbreaker but Sabre reverses it. Sabre then hits Bishop with a belly to belly suplex followed by a fist drop.
SD: And the match is back where it should be!
MW: Would you just give Jerry a chance?!
Sabre puts Bishop in a headlock and laughs.
SD: Laughing at the clown, just like he should be doing!
MW: JUST STOP ALREADY!!!
Sabre lets go of the headlock and he lifts Bishop up into a delayed vertical suplex but Bishop lands on his feet and hits an enziguri on Sabre.
MW: Jerry Bishop back in control!
SD: Ugh...
Bishop hits a rebound penalty kick to Sabre's chest and he goes for the cover.
1!
2!
3!
Sabre kicks out!
SD: Yes!
MW: I want to punch you so badly right now.
SD: Everyone does.
MW: Wonder why...
SD: Cause they're jealous of me.
MW: ..Sure.
Bishop attempts the Last Laugh DDT but Sabre reverses it and hits Bishop with some stiff chops. Sabre goes for the Sabre Thrust but does the Marty Scurll "just kidding!" spot.
SD: Brilliance by Sabre!
After kicking Bishop in the knees, Sabre tries to hit a second Sabre Thrust but Bishop catches his foot and takes him out with a clothesline.
MW: This is Jerry's chance!
SD: I hope he blows it.
Bishop lifts Sabre up into the Last Laugh DDT and he successfully hits it.
SD: Nooo!!
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DB: Here is your winner, Jerry Bishop!
MW: He's done it! Hot off of his huge match with Marcus Allen Jones, he has a win against Sabre!
SD: Yeah yeah yeah... I hope Sabre taught him a few things today! He's an indie legend, y'know.
MW: Give Jerry some credit, alright?
SD: No thanks.
Jerry Bishop celebrates as Sabre throws a tantrum in the ring.
MW: Well coming up next we've got our main event! Adam Thompson vs a mystery opponent!
---COMMERCIAL BREAK---
Azrael walks into the locker room, only to find his locker trashed and covered in black paint. The word "FALL" is written in the paint on his locker.
AZRL: Whoever did this... will pay.
Main Event: Adam Thompson vs a mystery opponent
MW: Well it's time for our main event!
SD: If I were Marcus Allen Jones, I would've picked someon unbeatable to face Adam Thompson.
MW: Who knows? Maybe he did.
"The Feast and The Famine" plays as Adam Thompson makes his way down to the ring. He pumps up the crowd on his way and he grabs a mic.
AT: Alright, alright. Marcus, who ya got?
"Cult of Personality" comes on and Marcus Allen Jones strolls out with a microphone.
MAJ: Heeeeeyyyyyyyyyyy Adam! You know, I was thinking "who could possibly hurt Adam Thompson before Enter Sandman" and I figured Azazel wouldn't cut it. Too gimmicky for me. Athena Dai isn't even here tonight, she's in ROH's failing women's division. And don't even get me started on The Authors of Cerberus or whatever they're called. So I made some calls and pulled some strings because I decided to bring in someone very very special. Everyone please give it up for.... MMA "superstar" Jeremiah Johnson!
"Final Round" by 2Pac plays and Jeremiah Johnson and Nick Leeds walk out. They shoot Marcus an annoyed look and then they walk to the ring.
SD: Absolute brilliance on the part of Marcus Allen Jones!
MW: Really?? Doesn't Marcus hate Jeremiah?
SD: Nah they're all good.
MW: Uh.. you sure?
SD: Positive.
Jeremiah enters the ring to face Thompson but then Marcus runs in and attacks Thompson from behind. He knees him in the head repeatedly, yelling "just warming him up a little" to an annoyed Jeremiah.
MW: Come on! This is awful!
SD: Hey, Marcus has gotta make sure Jeremiah beats Thompson. And since, you know, Jeremiah is an MMA geek, this is the only way to do it.
Jeremiah gets too annoyed and he shoves Marcus. Marcus shoves Jeremiah back and they yell at each other. Nick Leeds slides into the ring and grabs a mic.
NL: Gentlemen! Gentlemen! We have a common enemy... This undefeated Adam Thompson. Once he's out, I'll negotiate for Jeremiah Johnson to take his place in the title match and then you two can tear each other apart all you like. But for right now.. we must take out Adam Thompson.
Jeremiah and Marcus stare each other down and nod. They start to attack Thompson when CLUTCH MCCLOUD AND RICHARD CROWLEY RUN OUT!
MW: Finally someone does something!
SD: What??! I thought he was dead or something!!
Clutch and Thompson work together to clean house and run Jeremiah and Marcus out of the ring.
MW: Well our main event never happened but that's it for tonight! Clutch McCloud and Adam Thompson are standing tall inside the ring! Thank you for watching and goodnight!