Afterburn (February 17th, 2006)

[Vertigo]

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February 17th, 2006[/b][/center]

Charlottetown Civic Center
Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island

Matches This Week

• Steel Cage Match: Chris Jericho vs EFF Dash
  
• NMHC Tag-Team Championship: The Blacks (c) vs Red & Black
  
• MWA Television Championship Tournament, First Round: Raven vs "Flame Enforcer" Ryan Kilst
  
• MWA Television Championship Tournament, First Round: Fromunda vs Jay Syndrome
  
• Andrew Moore vs Frank Moore
  
• Chris Revolution & "Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin vs Narkotik Nick & Mistress Jessica
  

[MetaSylo]

(ooc: I need better fonts )

As the show opens, "Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars hits the speaks and out comes EFF Dash, in a doctor's coat! The ring is set up like a doctor's office, as well. Dash enters the ring, is handed a mic, sits and places Goblet down and says, "Welcome to..."

"...the Afterburn Exclusive Dr. Dash's Corner!" The auidence applauds out of pure zombie like tradition. Dash continues, "This isnt some show where I invite guest on and proceed to berate then only to make myself feel better like some shows that I wont mention, *cough*highlightreel*cough*. Sorry. Anyway, as I was saying, I plan to get back to my roots here and help some of those poor souls in the back. No one need more help then the one of the women carrying Vertigo's baby, Brooke Sage. Brooke, darling, I will, for the sake of my profession and your hellspawn, my our differences aside. Please, come on out and let us talk about your marital problems, as well as the biological, psychological, and social problems you are and will face in the future. Please, Brooke, come on out."

Dash awaits the arrival of Brooke. But to his utter surprise, the arena goes green, and "Last" by Nine Inch Nails blasts and Vertigo comes out! The crowd is mixed in their reaction, with some booing him for being an ass, and some cheering him because they are zombies and they cheer anyone with a championship. Vertigo enters the ring, is handed and mic and says...

[Vertigo]

Vertigo is standing in the ring, the NMHC Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. He's wearing sunglasses and a Red Sox hat. Dash is sitting at his desk with his hands folded under his chin. Vertigo walks right up to the desk and leans over towards Dash.

"First of all Dash the proper English would be, 'the woman carrying one of Vertigo's babies.' And Brooke is not here tonight. She took off after last week's show and went back home.

"Now to make one thing perfectly clear, this is not your business. But I would be remiss if I didn't address Brooke from this show since you've already addressed her."

Vertigo tosses his hat and shades on the desk and pulls a cameraman close. He has heavy bags under his eyes lik ehe hasn't slept in a few days.

"Brooke, what happened with Traci was an accident. She caught me at a moment of weakness and I allowed it to happen. I take full responsibility for what happened. I should be able to control my urges better than that.

"I have my moments where I am weak. We all do. This time I messed up..."

Vertigo shakes his head and smiles a little.

"...this time I messed up REAL bad."

He looks down and pauses, fumbling with a stapler on Dash's desk.

"But it's not sleeping alone in hotels that bothers me, or knowing that there are two women carrying my children, or even the fact that Devlin extorted control of Delerium from me. I don't care, let him have the show.

"The thing that hurts the most is late at night, when you roll over and that familiar warm body that you've felt there the past six years isn't there. She isn't there."

Vertigo looks like he's off in another world and his face shows nothing but pain.

"You people see one side of Vertigo. Despite my numerous deplorable qualities, there are things that you've always been able to count on. There was one person who ALWAYS looks past the bad points, my wife. And believe it or not, I love my wife. Brooke, baby, I'm sorry and I love you."

The crowd boos as Vertigo drops the mic on Dash's desk. He quickly leaves the ring and heads out of the arena to a waiting limo and gets in. The limo speeds off.

[Andrew Moore]

*Andrew and frank are seen in there new 'AMW' Locker Room*

A: "Frank! stay here I just gotta see someone"

F: "M'kay"

*andrew looks around the backstage for LIFTOR*

A: Ah LIFTOR, just the man to see, listen I was wondering if me and frank could get Cureman and Drake in some singles matches...... Frank wants Drake and I want Cureman! *andrew makes his 'serious face'* I want Andrew V1.1 vs. Cureman in the street fight rematch, cause when Cureman hit me with the chair before the match had even started, I was robbed of a fair match"

*andrew rakes a breath and waits for LIFTOR's response*

LIFTOR:......

[Xander]

"Ain't gonna happen!"
Both Andrew and LIFTOR turns around and notice Cureman.
C: "Right, John? 'Cuz Red&Black are NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS for the NMHC Tag-Team Championship! And we are going to have a title-shot tonight, aren't we? eh, John?"

[MetaSylo]

- Still in Ring

During the commerical break, Dash was interviewing various auidence members, asking about thier problems. The show comes back to air with Dash in the ring about to tell the people that Dr. Dash's Corner is over, but then the 'tron shows a countdown, which can only signal the arrival of...

Chris Jericho! He already has a mic in hand and waits for the music stop. He says, "Dr. Dash's Corner? This is what your big idea was? Man, I mustve somehow hurt your head in that submission match, because this is the worst idea Ive ever heard! I mean, its bad enough youre not mentally stable yourself Dash, but to be giving out advice, especially martial advice, when you cant even hang on to your own...Im sorry junior, but this show is a walking disaster.[/color]"

Dash replies, "Ugh...what do you want Jericho?" Jericho answers, "Well, nothing really, just to say the ratings are in, and your show is on the fast track to canceled! For everyone's sake, lets hope its never, eeeeever, on the air a...gain![/color]"

Dash rubs his beard and says, "You know what Jericho? These people here bought thier tickets in advance expecting a cage match between Brooke and I. Well, Brooke isnt here. But your pompus ass is, so why disappoint the fans? EFF Dash and the front man for the worst band in history, Fozzy, one on one, inside a steel cage!!"

The crowd roars in approval of the cage match, a match they feared all but canceled. Jericho says, "Thats fine with me Assclown, but lets make it interesting. If you win, I will give you free advertising on every editon of The Highlight Reel. But...If I win, you never do Dr. Dash's Corner again! Deal?[/color]" Dash replies, "Heh, free advertising eh? You're on."

"Attack" plays over the speakers as Dash and Jericho stare eachother down as the show goes to commerical...

[Vertigo]

Jacob and Jericho walk up onto the scene and look at Red & Black and AMW arguing. Liftor turns and walks away from the scene, never bothering to give either team an answer to any of their questions.

Jacob grabs a coffee mug and throws it into the middle of the group where it shatters, bringing the conversation to a screeching halt. All four look towards The Blacks. Jericho speaks,

"You four need to control yourselves. All things in time boys, all things in time."

To further make his point he slaps the NMHC Tag-Team Championship slung over his shoulder and then the one on Jacob.

"R&B, you guys can have your shot tonight, because that way you guys are outtathaway and we can move on to more competant challengers."

Andrew chuckles at this.

"You should keep your damn mouth shut! Those more competant challengers I was referring to, They WEREN"T you!"

Ted Tsavales and team are tactically threading themselves throughout the throng of tag-teams tussling over the titles. (((Aliteration rocks!)))

Ted's team manages to get the three teams to go their seperate ways without violence. As they are all wandering away Jacob shouts out.

"R&B sucks! AMW sucks! Ted, you're cool. We're out!"[/i]

[Andrew Moore]

*Andrew runs to LIFTOR*

"Ok then that was a fail..... then can me and frank face off for fun?"

*LIFTOR turns and says..........*

[Onslaught Six]

"If you want to beat the holy hell out of each other and hopefully get off my show for a while, then I'm all for it."

*Elsewhere...*

Chris Revolution is sitting backstage in the Revolution Rising locker room. He doesn't look like he normally does. He looks a little slower and seemingly...Depressed?

Fromunda walks into the locker room with a cone full of blue ice cream.

"REVOLUSHUN!" He runs over and sits down next to him.

"Hello, 'Munda." His voice is lower and quieter than usual.

"What wrong, Revolushun?"

He sighs, and then slowly leans forward a little bit.

"...You know, Fromunda, when Diamond Dallas Page started training me a few years ago, he told me that I caught on fast. He told me that I was something special in the pro wrestling world. He told me that I was going to lead thing buisiness into a new age, and revolutionize it. And for a long time, I believed him. I've said the same thing for years after that.....But..."

Fromunda perks up. "But what?"

"...But now I'm not so sure. I'm supposed to take down Vertigo. I'm supposed to break him and his whole group of people down until there's nothing left, and we can rise up and take hold of the MWA's power...But I've lost twice now to Vertigo, and now I've lost to one of his mere cronies."

Fromunda stands up, throwing down his ice cream cone in anger. "Did Revolushun forget?!"

Revolution looks up at him. "....Forget what?"

"Did Revolushun forget what Devlin did? Did Revolushun forget that Brooke and Vertigo is broken up?!! Did Revolushun forget that Devlin caused that, and that he work Delerium?! Did Revolushun forget *everything* that Revolushun Rising did?!"

Revolution looks at Fromunda, and then at the floor for a moment. He then stands up, and looks at his blue-haired friend.

"You're right, Fromunda. Vertigo has lost Brooke, and as we've seen, he's really messed up because of it. *We* did that. And I can take down Vertigo when he feels he's up to getting his ass kicked."

Fromunda throws his fist into the air and yells out. "Yeah!! Go Revolushun!!!!"

Revolution lets out a short chuckle and then heads out of the locker room.

[Vertigo]

Narkotik Nick appears before Revolution and 'munda.

"Why don't you two bitches team up and fight the Sickness tonight tonight so we can destroy you two before youever get close to V and the NMHC Heavyweight Chanpionship?"

Nick stnads there awaiting an answer and also awaiting an attack, standing at the door ready to run if necessary.

[MetaSylo]

Revolution begins to make his way towards Nick, when Fromunda places his hand on Revolution's chest stopping him, almost as if to say, "I got this."

"munda goes and picks up his blue ice cream, which sadly, at this point has melted. He walks up to Nick and says, "I'cream?" Nick, bewildered, mutters, "eh?" 'munda explains, "Eat I'cream, we met in ring." 'munda extends the ice cream to Nick.

Nick shurgs his shoulder and says, "eh, okay!" and takes the ice cream from 'munda. 'munda gets a big smile on his face and Nick knows he just did something stupid. Before he can react, 'munda shoves him, causing him to fall down, and all the ice cream to spill all over him. Revolution chuckles, and 'munda laughs nearly uncontrollably. Revolution and 'munda leave as Nick tries to wipe the ice cream off of him. He notices there is still some inside of the bucket and he slowly places it at his mouth, waiting for it to move into his mouth.

"CUTTER, BANG!!!" says Revolution and Nick spills the remaining ice cream all over his face. Revolution laughs and leaves for real this time.

[Devlin]

Narkotik Nick storms into The Sickness's locker room, growling like a deranged dog after being plastered in blue ice cream. Synndrome, who was making adjustments to his boots, stares up at Nick and grins as per usual.

"What the hell happened to you!" Synndrome sblack persons. "Did you explode Fromunda's afro all over you or somethin'?"
"Shut it." Nick growls as he returns from the bathroom with a paper towel, wiping the blue ice cream off his face.
"We'll show him tonight, Jay... we'll take 'em. Revolution and Fromunda are OURs."

"Speak for yourself, knuckle head", Synndrome chuckles like a hyena. "You've got this one- I've been booked for the TV title tournament." Nick continues to fume.
"Fine," He mutters disappointedly. "Anyone would be willing to team up with me. Aw, damn, my face is still sticky..."

Nick returns to the bathroom to continue to wash his face and hands, while Synndrome chuckles contentedly to himself.

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Later on...

Narkotik Nick is seen marching around the corridors, looking for someone to team with. He seems to have looked everywhere, and is almost giving up hope, when he sees Raven and Mistress Jessica talking quietly to each other, leaning against a wall. He approaches them, his hand raised as he is about to address Raven... but Raven walks away. Nick drops his hand, but Jessica notices him.

"Can I help you?" She asks quizzically. Nick scratches his neck.
"I was just wondering if Raven could team with me tonight... ah well." Nick is just about to walk off, when Jessica grabs him.
"Hey, hey, hey, easy boy", she exclaims, dragging Nick in front of her. "Forget him. He's in the tournament, too. Tell ya' what. I'll team with you tonight."

Nick seems to take this as some sort of joke, and laughs for a moment.
"Yeah, right. As if I'd wanna' team with you. Talk about a liability." Nick shakes his head, but Jessica doesn't seem amused.
"Put out your right arm", she says sternly. "Just freakin' do it." Nick does as he is told and puts out his right arm. Jessica then promptly grabs it and twists it behind his back.

"Team with me tonight, or I'll break your arm." Nick seems somewhat impressed, but in pain, and his eyes light up.
"Okay, okay, girl, you got it. See you in the ring." Nick walks off down the corridor rubbing his arm, as Jessica stares after him. She then turns around to see "The Risen Dragon" Luke Devlins standing next to her, leaning against the wall. She promptly yells allowed, apparently surprised by Devlin's arrival.

"The hell are you doing?" she pants, recovering from her shock. "You trying to give a girl a heart attack here?" Devlin laughs briefly at this, and then rubs his nose innocently before talking.
"So, you are Nick's partner. Congratulations. You'll meet Chris Revolution and myself tonight. See you in the ring." And with that, Devlin walks off, as Jessica remains puzzled.

[Vertigo]

Andrew Moore vs Frank Moore

Australia's Most Wanted, tag-team partners and brothers, faced off here for 'fun'. Back and forth action saw Frank hit a front slam, then Andrew hit a backbreaker. Frank came back with gutwrench suplex and Andrew responded with a DDT.

Andrew pressed his advantage and hit The Sky High for the victory.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 2:30
Andrew Moore !

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MWA Television Championship Tournament
First Round

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Jay Syndrome vs Fromunda[/b][/center]

The Television Championship Tournament kicked off with this match loaded with heat. Jay got 'munda early with a snap mare and a belly to back suplex. Fromunda came right back with a sick clothesline but then got taken down with a hip toss.

Syndrome hit The Flatliner for a two-count. 'munda came back with a suplex to try and get back on track.

Jay came back again and hit the Blockbuster for the victory to advance in the tournament.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 5:22
Jay Syndrome !

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MWA Television Championship Tournament
First Round

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Raven vs "Flame Enforcer" Ryan Kilst[/b][/center]

Back and forth action from the start in this one. Raven hit a power slam. Kilst did the headstand on the turnbuckle to avoid Raven's charge and rewarded him with both boots to the face. Raven responded with a sleeper hold. Kilst hit a missile dropkick to take down the bowerys resident brooder.

Raven took control from this point, mounting Kilst and pounding him with right hands then hitting a spinebuster.

Raven tossed Kilst into the corner and hit the Raven Effect from the top rope for the pinfall, advancing in the tournament.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 6:47
Raven !

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NMHC Tag-Team Championship

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Red & Black vs The Blacks (c)[/b][/center]

R&B scared the Blacks early when the Cureman hit the Stunner on Jericho. He then hit Jacob with a double arm DDT and then hit a belly to belly suplex. Jericho responded with a german suplex on the Cureman.

The brothers showed good teamwork with Jacob tossing Drake into a Jericho cutter. Jericho then capitalized with The Fall From Grace but was not the legal man.

A bloodied Jacob grabbed Drake from behind and cranked his neck hard. Jericho cut off Cureman and The Blacks retained the belts.

Here are your winners via pinfall @ 8:12
and STILL
NMHC Tag-Team Champions
Jacob & Jericho

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The Blacks ![/b][/color][/size][/center]

Chris Revolution & Luke Devlin vs Mistress Jessica & Narkotik Nick

Revolution dominated Nick in the early going hitting a swinging neckbreaker and a sit-out powerbomb. Devlin caught Jess with the rin-ne before Nick & Jess got him with the leg stretch.

Nick hit a big powerbomb on a now bloodied Devlin but only got a two-count. The Risen Dragon caught a clothesline and turned it into a fujiwara arm bar.

As Revolution kept Jess busy, Devlin nailed The Tombstone Dragon Driver on Nick for the victory.

Here are your winners via pinfall @ 5:15
"Risen Dragon" Luke Devlin & Chris Revolution !

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Steel Cage Match

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Chris Jericho vs EFF Dash[/b][/center]

The final "stage of hell" match that was meant for Brooke kicked off with Dash hitting a clothesline and a suplex. Jericho came back with a butterfly suplex and a backbreaker.

Jericho maintained control, with an arm wringer and smashing Dash into the cage.

Jericho made short work of the cage and quickly scaled the side and jumped down to the mat outside, claiming the victory.

Here is your winner @ 4:16
Chris Jericho !

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[Xander]

Right after the match, the Blacks starts celebrate. The Cureman doesn't even bother helping Drake up, he just gets out of the ring and walks up the ramp to backstage.
As the Blacks notice this they turn to attack Drake.
But they only hit Drake with some kicks and punches before Drake takes them by their throats and delivers a thundering Double Chokeslam. After that Drake follows Cureman backstage...

[MetaSylo]

- inside the cage

Dash looks on in disbelief as Jericho walks up the ramp victorious. It appears as tho Jericho forgot the stipulations as he simply walks backstage. Dash, somewhat relieved, asks the ref to open the cage door. Just then, Jericho comes back on to the ramp, with Dash's Dr. Dash's Corner contract! Dash tries to run to Jericho before he can do anything, but he is too late, as Jericho rips up the contract, laughs and says, "Better luck next time junior." and walks off, leaving Dash on his knees on the ramp with the remains of his contract pondering what's next for him now...

[Devlin]

((OOC: Eeek, is it me, or was Devlin's blood BLUE? Ah well, he doesn't need to wear the bandages any more, so feel free to remove the texture.))

[Vertigo]

(((OOC - yes once Devlin got busted open the bandana became visible on the front. Kinda killed a bunch of pictures because it was VERY obvious. So yes, no more bandage.)))