Delerium (February 14th, 2006)

[Vertigo]

February 14, 2006

Fredericton Coliseum
(Fredericton, New Brunswick)

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Matches This Week

• NMHC Juniorweight Championship Ladder Match: "Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin (c) vs "Ganja Man" Matt Pierce
  
• Submission Match: Chris Jericho vs EFF Dash
  
• Red & Black vs Australia's Most Wanted
  
• Fromunda vs Narcotik Nick
  
• Chris Revolution vs Jay Syndrome
  
• Vertigo vs "Dastardly" Damien Demento
  

[Andrew Moore]

*Andrew makes his way to the ring while the crowd chats "LOSER"*

"I hear what your all chanting and I got to agree"

*the crowd shuts up*

"But tonght you see before you a new Andrew Moore, this is "Andrew Moore Version 1.1"

"And tonight I want... The Cureman AND Drake, yeah 2 on 1, right? WRONG!"

*The crowd starts a "Phycho" Chant*

"No actually I have a partner..... who you ask? well he's new here, he is The Future Jesus, my brother....... FRANK MOORE!!!!!!!!!

*the crowd screams so loud that "Working Class Hero" By John Lennon can't be heard as Frank makes his way to the ring*

"Everybody here at Fredericton, New Brunswick tonight give it up for Frank Moore!"

"Thank you Andrew, Everybody, Andrew Moore!"

*the crowd stays silent*

".....Anyway now that I'm here I would like to introduce Everyone to "Australia's Most Wanted". Red & Black, Black & Red who ever the F**K you are, what can you do when You get Dropped by us, not even God will be able to help you"

*AMW Leave the ring with the crowd cheering them strongly*

[Devlin]

((OOC)) XD, Australia's Most Wanted. Not a bad idea. But dude, do you have a CAW for Frank Moore? Because he won't be doing much this show if you don't. ))

[Andrew Moore]

(((OOC V has him )))

[Xander]

As 'AMW' walks up the ramp, the arena i flooded with blood red light and the music stops. The ramp then "explodes" with pyros and the Moores run back stage.
The red light stays on for a bit before going into a disco-frenzy as Crawling with Linkin Park hits the speakers.
Cureman followed by, as always nowadays, Drake enters the arena and gets down to the ring.
C: "Well..? That was interesting... not! I don't care how good your brother is, Andrew, cuz you suck! ...S! ...U! ...C! ...K! SUCK! Understand?!"
Cureman goes around the ring thinking then raise the mic again: "OK! you got your match!"
The crowd cheers as they think Red&Black are done, but then Cureman raises the mic to the mouth yet again:
"On to more... interesting matters: What happened last Friday! Yes, The Treatment... Well, They are still really sick, that much I can tell you! But this clause, that they have to obey me this week? I don't know, I really don't know what to do."
Cureman gets up on a turnbuckle and looks over to the stage: "Help me!" as if he expected someone to come down and help him decide...

[Undamaged Threat]

Backstage

*a car drives in to the arena, James Dark gets out of the car with a smile, then a interviewer walks up to James*

interviewer: "Hey James how are you doing?, MWA didn't hear from you in a couple of weeks, what were you doing?".

J.Dark: "I've been busy, promoting MWA from Japan, England and Germany".

interviewer: "That's some good news, but why are you here?."

J.Dark: "I know thats a dumb question but I'll answer it anyway. I hear they some new stars here so I wanted to see what they are like, I heard V bring in a team called the Sickness I think, hmmm, maybe I'll bring in a team myself."

*James walks away thinking about it*

[MetaSylo]

"Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars (download >>here<<) hits and Dash appears, holding his Goblet. Dash also has some face paint on. He goes down the ramp and into the ring, and is given a mic.

"First of all, let me explain the face paint. Firstly, its paint, and secondly it goes on the face." Dash laughs to himself, but clearly the crowd was none too impressed. "No, frankly, I have painted my face as a phantom, because while I was away, thats what I was. No one cared. But but they will care now. I shall make sure of it!" His Goblet lets out some smoke.

"Now, on the matter at..." and he just stops. His face goes blank. He is quiet for at least 20 seconds. The crowd grows restless. He snaps back into reality and continues as if nothing happened, "..hand. Brooke. First of all, you are one tough piece of hooker garbage. We went the distance, you and I. A full hour of non-stop carnage inside that ring, and neither of us bled. I will give you your due on that. That was impressive." The crowd cheers in rememberance of thier match on Afterburn.

"But that doesnt mean this is over. Oh no! This is show two! So that means, the second stage of hell. Its your speciality, a submission match. So lets go, bring your gutter trash self down and lets get it..." Dash again goes blank for 20 seconds. The crowd again grows restless. Dash snaps back and finishes, "on!" Goblet lets out a good amount of smoke as Dash finishes up. He awaits Brooke.

[Onslaught Six]

James Dark turns around, lost in his own thoughts, when he runs into John Curry.

"No. You're not."

Dark looks up at him. "What?"

The LIFTOR wastes no time. He picks up Dark by his shirt collar and pushes him up against a nearby wall--hard.

"Yeah, good idea, Jamesy. Win half of the Tag Team titles and the US title, and then dissapear so that you don't have to defend them. Hold on to them and build up some kind of false prestege in your head about it."

He then throws Dark down onto the floor with a loud thud.

"We took those titles from you because you don't deserve them, period. And if you ask me, you don't even deserve to be IN the MWA. Don't take this as me trying to start something with you, either. I just plain don't like you, or the way you've treated this company."

He starts to walk away, but then stops.

"And if you bring a tag team in here, I'm going to have them slaughtered."

[Devlin]

the camera fades in to Vertigo's office, as the man himself steps inside. His gaze is immediately diverted to a card in a white envelope, and a heart shaped box of chocolates, on his desk. Vertigo stops, looks curiously at the objects, and then takes up the envelope. He opens it, and begins to read, and a frown creases his brow almost instantly.

Dear Vertigo,

Happy Valentine's Day. How's it going for you? I personally feel that tonight will be very amusing. It must feel great to know that you have two lovely women at your disposal, just because you can. Admit it, you are weak. You need someone to take the weight off your shoulders, before you crumple even further.

So I intend to help you with that. But before you continue to read this, please do open the box in front of you. Once you have opened it, return to the letter.

Vertigo slowly picks up the box, still holding the letter between his thumb and index finger. He unravels the pink ribbon so neatly tied on, flicks off the lid, and his eyes bulge as a video tape lies in a niche inside the box, along with a rose. He mutters to himself momentarily, but as the letter instructed, he returns to reading it.

That tape contains the footage of you and Ms. Brooke's rather impromptu acquaintance inside the broom cupboard. You may have burnt the original, but be honest, did you really think I'd let it slip through my fingers? So, I created a copy. No, actually, as my memory serves me correctly, I created a lot of copies. You can burn them all, but I always have a spare.

Now this brings me to the matter of you being relieved of some weight upon your pitiful self. I propose that you consider my application for the position of Vice President of Delerium, and make good on giving me said position. I mean, you don't have to oblige. Quite the contrary, you could give Trinity a call over at TNA management and see whether she wants in. Either way, I want the position, and if you do not meet my demands, I will drop this video on your wife like the proverbial atomic bomb. Believe me, besides gaining Delerium, nothing would delight me more than seeing your marriage lie in tatters at your feet.

So, think about it. I want to my answer at the end of Delerium, one way or another. But bear in mind that I have a lot of those tapes. In fact, I urge you to take a look inside the office closet after finishing this letter.

Luke

PS. I advise you to give the rose enclosed to Brooke. It might take away the sting of a subsequent divorce.

Vertigo proceeds to feed the letter to the paper shredder as if it were some sort of raging pitbull, and, still breathing heavily and cursing to himself, he opens up the room closet.

"Sh-" However, Vertigo has no time to finish his sentence, as he is greeted by an avalanche of countless black video tapes, all with pink labels wrapped neatly around them.

[Vertigo]

*BOOM*

“Last” by Nine Inch Nails comes on and the arena in bathed in green light as Vertigo makes his way to the ring, the NMHC Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. He has Devlin’s rose stuck over one ear. He walks to the ring and rolls under the ropes. Once in the ring he gives the cut signal and the music stops.

As he speaks it is apparent that all of the events that have happened recently are weighing heavily on him.

”Tonight I have a big announcement. I have come to a business decision. I am naming a Vice President in charge of Delerium. This person is not personally one of my favorite people in the world, but he’s smart and he knows the business. So therefore, effective immediately, the new Vice President of Delerium is “The Risen Dragon” Luke Devlin.”

The crowd gasps at this shocking announcement.

“So now I will finally be able to focus exclusively on more important matters. First things first, I’d like to invite my lovely wife out here to the ring. Come on out sweetheart, I’ve got a surprise for you.”


“Heaven’s a Lie” by Lacuna Coil comes on the speakers as pink spotlights spin about on the stage. Brooke walks out in her street clothes and makes her way down to the ring. Vertigo holds open the ropes for her and kisses her on the cheek. Once in the ring he hands her the rose as the music cuts out.

“So, what’s this all about? What kind of surprise do you have for me?”

”Sweetheart, as you know today is Valentine’s Day. So baby, Happy V-Day!”

At that red & white balloons begin raining down on the ring and a good chunk of the crowd. Brooke looks up and kind of spins around as she watches them fall, she has a huge smile on her face, as does Vertigo. She pulls him close and places a quick kiss on his cheek.

”But wait, there is more. Now that Devlin is running this show, we can finally take that little vacation. You remember when I promised you Tahiti? Well I got the tickets and booked the hotel yesterday.”

Brooke squeals and wraps her arms around her husband.

”Well, I have a little surprise for you too, considering it IS V-Day.”

The crowd is groaning and quickly getting sick of the love-fest in the ring.

”Hold that thought, I have one more thing for you. Guys roll the tape.”



A video package plays on the big screen to “Always” by Bon Jovi. It shows scenes from the past year in the MWA with Vertigo & Brooke together and doing what they do. The video finishes with the two embracing in the back. The picture freezes and an outline of a heart appears around them with “B & V 4-eva” written in flowing script across the bottom.

The crowd is booing like crazy and a few are even trying to start a “boring” chant. Brooke has a tear in her eye and give Vertigo a big kiss on the lips, which is of course reciprocated. As they separate, Vertigo appears to have alleviated the strained look that his face bore and now he is smiling ear to ear. Brooke wipes her eyes and sniffles a little.

”Ok, stop, or I’m gonna really start crying.”[/color]

The crowd groans loudly again.

”Thank you for all the wonderful gifts, you are a wonderful husband. But we might need to push back that trip to Tahiti.”[/color]

Vertigo’s smile fades immediately.

You see when I was at the hospital with Dash they told me that I shouldn’t be flying anywhere.

“Why not, if Dash messed you up that bad I’ll kill him.”

Brooke puts her hand on his shoulder as the tears start streaming down her cheeks again she runs the back of her hand across his stubbly cheek and down to his chest where she rests it. Vertigo is now calm again with a somewhat sublime look on his face.






”I’m pregnant.”[/color]

The crowd lets out an “Oh” almost in unison as Vertigo’s mouth drops open and all the color drains from his face. She hugs him close with the camera at Brooke’s back and giving a nice close-up of Vertigo’s face stricken with shock. The crowd also doesn’t really know what to make of this situation and standing in almost as much shock as Vertigo.



All of a sudden the lights go out in the arena. Blue strobe lights flash and when the lights come back on a ladder is set-up outside the ring in front of the entrance ramp. Vertigo and Brooke look around a bit before hearing Devlin’s voice.

”Over here, guys!”[/color]

The camera pans over to Devlin who has taken a seat in the front row on the other side of the ring. His feet are up on the guardrail and he has popcorn that he got from somewhere.

”You know V, I wasn‘t gonna say anything but after seeing this little dsiplay I have to you say it.

“Brooke…”[/color]

Devlin pauses, perhaps having second thoughts about what is about to happen.

”They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and unlike your husband, I‘d rather not use a million words, so guys, roll MY tape.”[/color]

Up the big screen, the video of Vertigo & Traci in the closet plays. Brooke watches and this time it isn’t a tear of happiness that rolls down her face. The tape ends and the crowd starts chanting, “Dump his ass!” over and over. Devlin has disappeared from his seat in the front row and now is nowhere to be found.

”Brooke, baby, that’s not me. Someone photoshopped me into there, it’s easy to do. Remember when I put out faces on Pam & Tommy in that video, it isn’t me. I swear to you, I’ve never cheated on you.”

Vertigo is on his knees in front of Brooke who seems to actually believe him and kneels down in front of him.



”Now hold on just a second there.”[/color]

Both still on their knees, Vertigo & Brooke turn to the stage where Traci is now standing. Vertigo’s face runs from frustration to anger and then finally fear. It is a look that most of the MWA has never seen on his face.

”Brooke, don‘t be stupid. He set up this whole thing cause he knew Devlin had that tape. Think about it, where was he when you and Dash were beating the hell out of each other? And why wasn‘t he at your side in the hospital? Because he was with me.”[/color]

Brooke is crying again and is mouthing “why?’ over and over to Vertigo.

”Brooke, this may hurt even more than everything else that you’ve heard so far, but that isn’t even the worst of it.

Brooke braces for the worst as Vertigo’s hand go up to the top of his head in exasperation.

”Vertigo, your wife is NOT the only one you got pregnant!”

This time the crowd cheers as Brooke immediately slaps her husband across the face, leaving an imprint of her hand with a fully visible wedding ring in it. Brooke runs out of the ring leaving Vertigo on his knees in the ring, the remnants of his V-Day party still there. Brooke doesn’t go up the ramp but alongside it to avoid Traci who also walks away.

The crowd is now “You F***ed Up!” at Vertigo who grabs his title and slowly makes his way out of the arena with his head hung low. He has one hand up covering his face as one can assume he's probably trying to hold back tears.

[Devlin]

As Vertigo is about to disappear behind the curtain, the lights flicker again, and a single spotlight directs everyone's gaze to the balcony in the audience, where "The Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin sits, microphone in hand, staring down with a smirk at the emotional carnage in the ring.

"Ah, how sweet these things can be," Devlin sighs to himself in a sarcastically thoughtfully manner. "Vertigo, I applaud your decision. And with things already clear with the board of directors, I'm in a position to book matches as I so choose. So, tonight, I'm going to get the ball rolling.
"In singles competition, Narkotik Nick will face Fromunda, and Jay Synndrome will face Chris... REVOLUTION." The audience pops for the rebellious Cutter expert.

"And, finally, for my own personal amusement, I'm going to put Vertigo in a match. Against non other, than "Dastardly" Damien Demento. Does this match have any purpose, you ask? Of course not. I just want to enjoy Valentine's day, I mean... who isn't already?"

With this last remark, Vertigo's head seems to only droop lower as he leaves through the curtain, as the lights flicker and go out again. When they return, Devlin has moved from his perch, and "So Cold" plays out into the commercial break.

[Ganja Man]

Backstage Vertigo is trying to reason with Brooke about what just went down when up walks Ganja Man, Matt Pierce. His eyes are wide as he had no idea what Vertigo was doing with all his extra time... however, he doesn't comment on the current situation as to prevent any tension between The Green Team.

Ganja Man: "Yo... Vertigo... I need to speak to you for a second, it'll be real quick, I promise..."

Unfortunately for Matt, Brooke won't have any of it and grabs Vertigo by the arm and leads him in the opposite direction. Pierce looks baffled that Brooke would do such a thing but seems to understand at the same time.

Ganja Man: "Well I guess my next best choice is... The Risen Dragon..."

Matt then walks off in search of Luke Devlin and the camera follows him closely as he wonders the hallway. A few moments later, Matt is standing in front of what he assumes to be Devlin's locker room. He knocks twice and then turns the knob... but it's locked. Matt kicks the door and then walks off, obviously pissed that he couldn't talk to either Devlin or Vertigo. Matt goes off down the hall, looking for someone with some power when he notices Traci getting a bottle of water from the beverage machine. Matt walks up to her, hoping she'll listen to what he has to say...

Ganja Man: "Excuse me... Traci..."

Traci turns and Matt checks her out, top to bottom and she smiles...

Traci: "What can I help you with Mr. Pierce?"

Ganja Man: "Well, you see, I've had a few matches lately and personally, I think I've been doing really well. Of course, I did lose the Tag Titles, I managed to defeat Raven just days later, and then I beat the current NHMC Juniorweight Champ in a 30 Minute Iron Man Contest... So, I was wondering, I beat the champ clean, by three victories... You saw it, I'm sure. Do you think you could put in a good word for me, possibly talk to Devlin about giving me a shot? I would do it myself, but, you know, I'm sure you'd have a much easier time convincing him of putting the belt on the line than I could... Whatcha think?"

Traci: "I won't make any promises, but I'll see what I can do..."

Matt's face is overcome with an ear-to-ear smile as he reaches out and grabs Traci by the hand...

Ganja Man: "And if you aren't busy after the show... I've got reservations--"

Traci: "Sorry, I've already got plans... See ya..."

Just like that, Matt gets shot down and the scene begins to fade; but Matt doesn't seem bothered, he might get a shot at the Juniorweight Title afterall.






OOC - If this RP is out of place, I can delete it - I mean, if I'm not supposed to use Traci, I can figure something else out.

[Xander]

As no-one seems to come down and help him Cureman just gets of the turnbuckle and says: "Well, then I figure something out then"
They then make their way backstage.

later

The sickness is seen walking the hall, discussing something.
They then here a voice behind them: "I got some... ...jobs for you guys tonight." Nick starts turning and says: "No-one orders us! We are... oh..." Nick notice that he is talking to the Cureman.
"On to business. First of all, really all, I want you to do nothing in your matches. That means not throwing a single punch or taking a single grapple!"
The sickness mutters at this but doesn't say anything.
"Good that you agree... Further, before your matches, take care of that nasty love-trio, VBT! Ha, VBT sound great!"
This time tough, Nick speaks up: "no way! We can't attack our bosses! They will fire us in a minute!"
"Vertigo doesn't handle that. Oh, but Traci does, doesn't she? Well, I don't care! And with take care of, I just mean to shake them up a lot, if you guys get my drift...Of you go!"
The Sickness then walks away, muttering something.
Cureman is seen behind smiling...

[MetaSylo]

Dash is backstage, shown playing chess with his Goblet.

"Oh come on!!!" he screams to his Goblet. "I sware, you're cheating. You cant be that good..." Goblet smokes up.

"Hey, Assclown..." Dash turns his head. Chris Jericho laughs. Jericho continues, "heh...yeah...anyway, shame about Brooke, eh?" Dash replies, "Yeah...marital problems arent fun..." as he drifts off thinking of his own...

"Hey, hey, stay with me here!" exclaims Jericho. He continues, "I wasnt talking about her marital problems, who cares, I was talking about her not being able to continue your 3-show, 3-stages of hell match. To night was supposed to be your submission match...shame to let that match go to waste..."

Dash mumbles, "...yeah..." as he continues to play Chess with Goblet. Jericho goes on, "Ya know, Ive been known to make a few people submit in my day, and I am free..." Jericho begins to walk away at this point, "...so if you think you can break the walls down, Assclown, I'll see you in the ring later."

Dash picks his head up and says, "Hey Chris!" Jericho stops and turns. Dash finishes, "Fozzy sucks." He think looks at the chess board, moves a piece, and says, "Checkmate." He then picks up Goblet and walks away.

[Devlin]

Luke Devlin

Devlin, still donning the bandage around his head, is throwing kicks at an invisible foe in his locker room, the snap of his ring attire faintly audible as his legs thrust out into the air. However, Devlin stops as he hears his door open. He turns around to see Traci Brooks walking towards him.

Devlin returns to his kicking, as Traci slowly walks up to him, with an attractive smile on her face. However, Devlin soon stops again, as Traci run her hands down Devlin's back.
"Pardon my... abruptness, Miss Brooks, but what exactly do you want?" Devlin asks calmly, wiping his face with a towel.
"You." Traci whispers into his ear, getting closer still, looking at Devlin from head to toe while rubbing his chest. Devlin seems deliberately oblivious.

"That's nice, dear", mutters Devlin, as he walks over to his bag and dumps the towel. He then draws out a bottle of water and takes a thirsty gulp. Traci seems somewhat bemused, but remains persistent.
"Luke, I'm not kidding..." Traci whispers, running her hands through his hair. "I really want to... y'know... unleash the "Risen" Dragon." Devlin's eyes light up, and a crude smile flickers onto his face. Those in attendance cheer at this.

This time, Devlin gets closer to Traci, as she wraps her arms around his neck. Devlin looks at her lips, as the two begins to press their faces closer and closer to each other. Then, Devlin laughs, and speaks.
"Animal innuendos. How... romantic. Tell me, how does it feel to be the mother of an animal's child? Yes Traci, animal indeed. In fact, I'd go as far to say that he is somewhat of a... sexual predator." Devlin moves away back to his bag, still obviously amused by the predicament. Traci seems none too happy.

"Why must you be so damn stubborn?" She whines, hands on her hips. Devlin continues to laugh as he walks to wards the door with his bag.
"If you wanted me to give Matt Pierce a title match, you could've just asked. It would've made you look far less idiotic, and not to mention, less of a tart, if that's possible.
His rematch? Yes, why of course. But tonight, this is my show, and we meet on my terms, after so many times, Vertigo has had his way with me, like he does with you and Brooke, my dear.
"So, I will defend my title. In a Ladder Match. But, if I win, "Ganja Man" Matt Pierce will be sent to a rehabilitation clinic. That'll teach him not to smoke funny plants." And with that, Devlin disappears from the locker room, leaving Traci to pout at the door.

[Vertigo]

OOC Notice
From now on, these are to be considered the default tag-team rules.

Red & Black vs Australia's Most Wanted

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As the match broke down the first time, Cureman had Frank in a boston crab while Andrew hoisted Drake over his head with a suplex. Cureman got his hands on Andrew, who was legal, and hit a backbreaker. Andrew hit a powerslam on Cureman and then Andrew nailed a pulling piledriver on Drake.

Andrew hit a springboard moonsault on Cureman before Red & Black hit stereo suplexes on AMW with Drake taking Andrew all the way to the arena floor.

As the grueling match-up came to a close it was a sick knee strike from Drake that knocked down Frank for the three-count.

Here are your winners via pinfall @ 12:13
Drake & The Cureman
Red & Black !

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Fromunda vs Narkotik Nick

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Nick came out and dominated early on. He mounted 'munda and connected with a series of punches. He displayed his power with a gorilla press and then simply dropped 'munda on his face. Nick hit the Super Vaccination for a two-count. Getting frustrated that he couldn't finish off 'munda he hit a stalling piledriver that also didn't finish the job.

The piledriver clearly woke Fromunda up. He sit a ambo suplex and then a fire thunder driver.

Fromunda roared to the fans as Nick got to his feet. Nick threw a punch but, 'munda knocked it away and hit The 'munda Slam for the three-count.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 10:54
Fromunda !

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Chris Revolution vs Jay Syndrome

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Jay hit first with a snapmare followed by a hip toss. Syndrome hit the Downward Spiral for a two-count and then a flying leg scissors.

Jay hit the flipping neck breaker to end this one quickly with a HUGE upset.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 4:48
Jay Syndrome !

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Vertigo vs "Dastardly" Damien Demento

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Demento caught the distracted Vertigo off-guard early with a spinebuster and a boston crab. Vertigo caught Demento coming off the top and tossed him off the top-rope. Vertigo then hit a powerslam on Demento.

Demento came off the ropes with a clothesline but had it reversed into a fujiwara armbar. Vertigo pressed his advantage with a northern lights suplex for two.

Demento tried coming off the ropes again but this time got caught in a tilt-a-whirl powerslam. Vertigo bounced into the cover and scored the victory.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 5:45
Vertigo !

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Submission Match
Chris Jericho vs EFF Dash

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After the events that took place earlier tonight, Chris Jericho was a last minute replacement for Brooke Sage.

Back and forth action saw Jericho hit a stalling suplex on the floor only to be clotheslined in the ring. Jericho came back with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker but ended up in the DSM V.

Dash continued his onslaught with a sambo suplex, his corner flip slam, and a tiger suplex. Jericho came back and locked in a camel clutch which Dash did not tap out to.

Outside the ring Jericho caught Dash with a slam and then locked in the Walls of Jericho. Dash had no choice but to tap.

Here is your winner via submission @ 14:12
Chris Jericho !

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NMHC Juniorweight Championship

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Ladder Match
"Ganja Man" Matt Pierce vs "Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin[/center][/size]

Luke hit a hurricanrana early, then Matt took charge with a swinging DDT. He then tied Devlin to the tree of woe and hit a sweep kick into his face. After that he nailed a belly to back suplex onto the ladder.

Luke came back, catching Matt's kick and planting him with a clothesline. He continued with a double arm DDT. Matt came back and hit a moonsault but Devlin no sold and hit the Tombstone Dragon Driver.

Devlin climbed the ladder as a dropkick from Pierce missed wide and grabbed the belt.

Here is your winner @ 13:18
and STILL
NMHC Juniorweight Champion
"Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin !

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[MetaSylo]

- post match

Fromunda celebrates his victory over Nick by removing the new Motorola SLVR phone from his elbow pad (yea, its THAT small!), injecting the headphones, and jaming out to "Walking on Sunshine" by KC and the Sunshine Band as he exits the ring.

- post match

Dash is holding his back in pain as Chirs Jericho walks up the ramp. He says to Dash, "Better luck next time junior."

Dash screams back, "Hey, Fozzy STILL sucks Chris! And...and...so does The Highlight Reel! Hm, yeah, it does actually. Hm...gives me an idea for Afterburn..." Dash slowly gets up and heads to the back.

[Ganja Man]

As soon as Devlin grabs the Juniorweight Championship, security guards come down the ramp and surround the ring. Devlin stands on the outside with a wicked grin smug across his face.

Luke Devlin: "You lost the match... and now you can't smoke till the doctors see fit... haha... hahahaha!"

Matt shakes his head, denying the fact that he just lost the match. One by one, the security guards enter the ring. One of them tries to grab him but he grabs his arm and turns it into a G-Lock. The guard freaks out and Ganja Man throws him to the floor and taunts another one to come at him - Two of them step up and one throws a punch, Ganja Man ducks under and attempts a Standing Ganja-Plex but the other guard attacks him from behind. Matt throws an elbow and turns towards the other guard but then the others surround him. Matt tries his hardest but he can't get free. They put him in in a straight-jacket and then escort him from the ring. He continually tries to get free but it's no use... Delerium goes off the air with Matt Pierce being taken backstage, presumably to the Rehabilitation Facility.