Afterburn (March 10th, 2006)

[Vertigo]

March 10th, 2006

Harbour Station
Saint-John. New Brunswick

Matches This Week[/color][/size]

• NMHC Heavyweight Championship: Vertigo (c) vs Chris Revolution
  (special guest referee - "The Liftor" John Curry)
  
• MWA Television Championship Ladder Match: EFF Dash (c) vs Chris Jericho
  
• The Cureman vs Johnny Knockout
  
• Drake vs Ryan Kilst
  

Matches will be added as they are announced.

[Onslaught Six]

The arena goes black right after the opening to the show and then goes a bright gold. A few light opening chords and a drum beat open up over the speaker system as the entire crowd stands up on its feet and cheers, as they know what's coming...

Chris Revolution stands with his back turned to the ring as the golden lights shine up onto him as he places the Cutter symbol in place, and then spins around and jumps on one foot as he throws down the Cutter signal--"BANG!"

He walks down the ramp a little bit as the chorus line to Queensryche's Revolution Calling hits and he shouts out at the top of his lungs--along with everyone else in the arena....

"REVOLUTION CALLING!"

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Chris Revolution slides into the ring and stands up and points around to the crowd as he walks around in a circle, and then throws up the Cutter signal one more time, and then throws it down more violently than he did last time--"BANG!"

Sound Guy hands him a mic from the outside, and he takes it as the lights slowly fade back to normal and the awesome metal theme fades out.

"Last week on Delerium, I issued a challenge for the NMHC Heavyweight Championship to its one and only owner...Vertigo. And Master Chef there decided it would be a good idea to decline. So I elbowed his cocky ass in the face."

He turns to one section of the crowd as the camera angle switches. "Now, I dunno about you guys, but in the neighbourhood I was raised in, we had a three strike policy. You screw up once, that's alright--three strike policy. You screw up again, that's alright--three strike policy. But you screw up that third time, and you're out..."

He leans on the ropes a little bit. "Some of you may not remember too well, but if you go and look up at the MWA's official website, you can see the entire title history of this nearly year-old promotion. And there's somebody who won the TV title a couple months ago from, well, somebody else. As is usually the case, I guess--but this is notable. Because I'm the one who won it.....From Vertigo."

The crowd cheers at this, knowing that Revolution is going somewhere with this...

"Now, I then went up against Vertigo two more times for his NMHC after he got it--and both times, I lost. But that was a while ago, and I've grown now. I've taken out EVERY little obstacle that Vertigo and the MWA have thrown at me. And I'm still here. The Revolution Rising is still here. And we're not backing down for anybody."

"So I want my third strike, Vee-vee. I want my third shot. But it doesn't look like you're willing to give it to me. So maybe I should display a little extra incentive. Ted, the tape please."

The big screen switches to video footage from last week's Delerium. Revolution smashes Vertigo in the face with an elbow, and then his wife, "Beautiful" Brooke Sage attempts to restrain him. Revolution spins around and walks towards her, causing her to slowly walk backwards in fear...Revolution then grabs hold of her head and in one swift, blindingly fast--almost god-like motion snaps around and delivers the Revolution Cutter! BANG!

Back in the ring, Revolution stands with a smirk on his face. "That's right, everybody! You all saw it, right? Me, on the big screen, there? Almost destroying Brooke? I mean, hell, if I wanted to, I could have...*craaaack* Snapped 'er old neck like a twig, and she and her little demonspawn fetus would be in a little heap on the canvas...."

"So this is it, Vertigo. My strike three. I demand my shot. And I don't care what I have to do to get it. But I can assure you of one thing....If I win, or if I lose--There ain't gonna be no rematch. So you better hold onto that title like you held onto your own little organ the last few weeks without Brooke."

The crowd cheers wildly as Revolution just completely tears into Vertigo with one line after another, not even stopping inbetween. It seems as though Revolution won't stop going deeper and deeper until he gets under Vertigo's skin...

And that's when he succeeds.

Two huge--higher, louder, faster than normal--puffs of blinding dark green smoke spout out from the sides of the stageway, as Nine Inch Nails' Last blasts over the speakers--almost seemingly a little bit louder than Revolution Calling did. The crowd boos as the sound from the smoke even hits before even a vapor is visible, louder and harder than they may have ever booed anyone in the MWA before. It seems as though they're fully behind Revolution in every way.

Vertigo comes out onto the stage and stands there for a moment--mic in hand--just looking at Chris Revolution. Revolution does the same back, an intense look in his eyes. This goes on for over two minutes, before Revolution relaxes and breaks the silence.

"Looks like you just came out so I could insult you in person, then, eh, bossman?"

[Vertigo]

Vertigo stands on the stage, soaking in the boos the crowd is raining down on him and apparently trying to contemplate exactly what he is going to say. Eventually he finnally does raise the mic in his hand up to his lips.

"Let me make something very clear. I do not like you. Every time you speak, it makes me want to kill you. You have tried and tried to take my title from me and failed at every turn.

"You spoke before about how it seemed like everytime you take down one of my defenses a new one pops up and gets in your way. Well, that is because I'm not a moron like all these people in the arena."[/color]

This only gets the crowd even more worked up and now they are chanting "Asshole!" over and over again. Vertigo starts to make his way down towards the ring and keeps talking.

"You see, I am now officially the longest reigning champion in our company's history and it didn't happen by accident. You see Chris, it's not the Sickness, Raven, Brooke or Matt that's the reason you can't take my title. It's the fact that I'm better than you.

"You want a third strike. Think about baseball for a moment. If I have two strikes on you, and you haven't had the patience to even draw a single ball, then you can expect that I'm not throwing you a strike. You are desperate. You are close to being out and you are scared."[/color]

Revolution is about to respond when he finds that his mic is no longer working. Vertigo climbs onto the apron and steps into the ring.

"On Tuesday you hit my wife with the cutter. You could have killed my child you son of a bitch. That cannot stand. So as far as your challenge goes, you reap what you sow, so my answer is NO!

"And I don't care what you think. You think that you've vanquished all my minions and that you are finnally gonna beat me. Well I have bad news for you. I have an ace in the hole still. I still have backup and his name is LIFTOR."[/color]

"The Liftor" John Curry's music hits and he steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand...

[Onslaught Six]

"ARE YOU READY?!"

LIFTOR comes out, mic in hand, and looks down at the ring with Revolution and Vertigo in it. He waits for a moment as the two look at him on the stage.

"So yeah, you didn't say anything to me backstage about me being this 'backup' of yours, V. I guess you just expected me to help you out again? Bail you out when your ass gets into trouble, just like I did with your wife?"

The crowd cheers at LIFTOR, because anytime somebody gets in a shot at Vertigo, it's worth it.

"But going by your speech, I'm gonna go out on a big treelimb and think that you're expecting me to walk down there and have a match with Revolution. Well....I'll tell you one thing, V. I'm the Vice President in charge of Afterburn. I'm the booker here now--not you. I decide what goes down and what doesn't, you got that?"

Vertigo looks at Curry almost in bewilderment as Revolution just leans back against the turnbuckle with his arms folded, a vicious smirk on his face.

"Now, V, Revolution makes a lot of good points, and he's been on an excessive win streak for weeks now. He quite frankly 'deserves' another shot for the NMHC. But y'see, there's another thing...The fans want to see it. And more important than that, hell, 'I' want to see it. So you're going to be in there, in the ring, with Revolution, just like you are now, later tonight in the main event."

Vertigo's earlier surprised look turns into pure anger and hatred. He raises his mic up to speak, but Curry cuts him off.

"But on the other hand, this is a match that's gone down twice before. It's been done already. Where'd be the new fun? True, Revolution's on a win streak, but that's not enough to warrant a full-fledge shot at the title, right? So I'll tell you what I'll do. It won't just be you two in there--It'll be me in there too....as the official guest referee."

Vertigo's look of anger fades, and he seems confident again. He looks at Revolution intensely, who has stood back up, and he drops his mic.

"Have a good night, Vertigo. Oh, and uh...Good luck."

LIFTOR does the right arm clutch taunt as Run DMC's DX theme hits over the speakers again, and he exits. As the music continues, Vertigo and Revolution stare at each other. Vertigo turns and leaves the ring area up the ramp as the camera fades to a commercial...

[MetaSylo]

- In Ring (following the above) -

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The camera pans the area and many of the fans react to being on tv! Yay!

The camera shows a long shot of the ring. As the camrea starts to zoom in, its revealed that the MWA Television Title is suspended high above the ring.

"Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars hits and out walks EFF Dash to a roarous crowd reaction. They go even crazier when they see he is carrying a ladder!

Dash enters the ring and sets up the ladder. He then turns to face the ramp, leans on the ropes, and moves his arms in a motion signifying "get out here, cmon".

The countdown hits, and BOOM! Jericho appears as the lights return. He runs down the ramp and enters the ring. He and Dash exchange blows, the bell rings and it appears the 6th Stage of Hell, a ladder match for the MWA Television Title, is on!!

[Devlin]

((OOC: Post #100, wooooo!))

The camera shows Vertigo in his office, lacing up his boots for his big match up. Just then, the door swings open, and The Sickness walk in, neither of them looking too vibrant.
"Hey, this is great", Vertigo laughs, slapping Nick on the shoulder. "Can you believe that Curry is going to referee for me? This is awesome-" However, Vertigo is interrupted,
as Nick knocks the hand off of his shoulder, and glares at him.

"So, it wasn't down to us, huh?" Nick snarls. "We played no part in your so-called 'success' recently? Is that it?" Vertigo tries to answer, but Nick isn't finished. "Well let me
tell you something, V-baby, you were the one who needed 'us' for your petty numbers game. We tagged along, Jay and I, believing you to be an asset to us. I call
bulls**t on that now." Vertigo seems stunned.
"The hell are you talking about? You guys are supposed to be on my side!" Vertigo looks rather bewildered as Nick laughs quietly and briefly.

"You remember that when it suits you; when you need us to take out Devlin, or Fromunda, or Revolution. Well guess what, we did it. We took out Devlin and 'Munda,
by your orders, and you just convieniently forget that now. Don't forget, it was the Revolution Rising that sent you with your tail between your legs from here a couple weeks ago, recovering from some sort of emo outburst. You 'needed' us. You 'relied' on us to do your dirty work. But you forgot that, huh?" By now, Narkotik Nick is up in Vertigo's face, as Jay looks nervously between the two.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Vertigo yells, loosing his cool and slamming his desk with a clenched fist. "I called you guys in. I call the shots, I run this place;
I OWN YOU TWO!!"

"Oh yeah?" Nick snorts inceduously. "You got Devlin running Delerium, Curry running Afterburn, and then there's you, casting aside all your business matters to play
happy families with Brooke and Traci. And yet, they walk all over you... they own you..." This did it for Vertigo, who slaps Nick across the left cheek, echoing a crack around
the office.

Nick turns his face away, tuts and massages his face... and then drills Vertigo with a vicious clothesline, sprawling him across his desk and onto the floor opposite. Nick then
takes up the NMHC Heavyweight title and throws it at Vertigo, who is sporting a bloodied nose.
"You just dug your own grave, V. You think that hurt? It's going to hurt a lot more when Revvie buries you with that Cutter, and strips away then only thing that you 'can' call
yours right now... the only thing you have left... the Heavyweight Championship. See you around, V."

And with that, The Sickness leave the office, not before Synndrome has a good chuckle at Vertio's present predicament; lolling over his desk in an effort to stand, and holding his bleeding nose gingerly.

"You're wrong... YOU'RE WRONG!" Vertigo screams, clutching the title as if it were a new born child. "I have Curry on my side... he'd never let me down... and I have this
title... I HAVE THE CONTROL!!!" And with a roar, Vertigo upends his desk, and the cameras leave him to stare into his hands as the show goes to a commercial break.

[Vertigo]

Johnny Knockout ~VS~ The Cureman

Johnny started the match off with a series of knee lifts before Cureman took control with a cresent kick. After the two battled more, the Cureman hit the Impaler for a two count and then locked in a boston crab.

Cureman then continued to dominate, flipping Johnny upside down with a lariat of his own. He then followed up with a spike spinebuster.

After lifting the former NMHC Heavyweight Champion onto the top turnbuckle, Cureman dropped him back to the mat with a sick brainbuster and secured the victory.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 9:43
The Cureman !

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Drake ~VS~ "Flame Enforcer" Ryan Kilst

Drake looked to duplicate his tag-team partner's performance in the previous match. He started off strong, charging in and hitting a chokeslam. Pressing his advantage over a now bloodied Kilst, Drake snapped him into the top turnbuckle with a powerbomb.

Ryan wouldn't lay down though and came back on the offensive. The Flame Enforcer caught Drake in no man's land and flipped him off the top rope with a hurricanrana. A quick snap powerslam yielded only a 1-count, but signalled Kilst's building momentum.

Drake then regained some semblance of control hitting a death valley driver for a two-count. Ryan caught Drake coming off the ropes and hit a samoan drop using the big man's own momentum against him.

Still maintaining his advantage, Ryan grabbed Drake around the waist from behind and flipped him over backwards, landing him on his forehead. This was enough and Kilst covered Drake for the victory with blood still streaming down his face.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 8:17
"Flame Enforcer" Ryan Kilst !

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#1 Contenders
NMHC Tag-Team Championship

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The Sickness ~VS~ The Blacks[/center]

Jericho, fresh off a leg injury at the hands of Team MWA started off the match and hit a quick swinging neck breaker on Jay. With a tag to Nick the match began to degenerate, both teams looking for something. The Blacks wanting revenge and The Sickness wanting to show they are more than lackies. Jericho managed to hit a side suplex on Nick while Jacob grappled with Jay.

With order somewhat restored in the ring, Jacob and Nick fought. Jacob tossed Nick off of him in the corner and slingshot him back into it before the match again broke down, this time with Jacob hitting a side suplex on Jay.

The Sickness mounted a comeback, making frequent tags and showing good tag-team mechanics. Their assault culminated in the form of Nick hitting a sleeper drop on Jacob, only to have Jericho make the save. The Blacks took advantage and Jericho tossed Nick into a cutter from Jacob. Jay was nearby to keep a cover from even being attempted though.

Jacob managed to get Jay alone in the ring and hit Jacob's Ladder, effectively knocking out his smaller opponent. As Jacob covered him, Jericho immediately entered the ring and took out Nick with a side wheel kick, allowing the pin and earning the Blacks a shot at the NMHC Tag-Team Championship.

Here are your winners via pinfall @ 12:12
Jacob & Jericho Black !

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"I'll Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars comes on and EFF Dash makes his way to the ring with the MWA Television Championship over his shoulder and his cup in his hands, ready to defend the championship in this stage of hell.

MWA Television Championship
Ladder Match

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Chris Jericho ~VS~ EFF Dash (c)[/center]

These two men have now fought each other enough times to be sure that we can expect another great contest of back and forth action. Jericho struck first with a backbreaker. Dash responded with an arm dragon screw.

Dash pressed on with a belly to back suplex only to get hit with the double underhook backbreaker from Jericho.

With Dash holding his back, Jericho attempted to retrieve the MWA Television Championship, hanging some twenty feet above the ring. The doc managed to get to his feet and with a swift spin kick sent the ladder and Jericho with it tumbling to the ground. Dash made sure Jericho would stay down for a few with a big spinebuster.

Quickly ascending the ladder as Jericho struggled to get up, EFF Dash wrestled the belt loose from it's position above the ring and fell to the mat, retaining the championship.

Here is your winner @ 3:50
and STILL
MWA Television Champion
EFF Dash !

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(((The NMHC Heavyweight Championship Match will be posted a little later.)))

[Vertigo]

The arena lights go out suddenly. A huge goute of green fire erupts from the stage as "Last" by Nine Inch Nails tears through the speakers. Vertigo makes his way to the ring with the NMHC Heavyweight Championship.

NMHC Heavyweight Championship
(Special Guest Referee - "The Liftor" John Curry)
Chris Revolution ~VS~ Vertigo (c)

Lust, Pride, Sloth, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, and Greed. These are the seven deadly sins. These are the attributes the current NMHC Heavyweight Champion has displayed throughout his reign. Chris Revolution has had to smash through wall after wall that Vertigo has put before him and now he has his chance to make the champion pay for his misdeads, his sins.

Both men traded blows, brawling back and forth for the early part of the match. When Revolution went for a kick, it was caught and Vertigo hit the mandara hineri. The champ went straight to the legs, locking in an indian deathlock. John Curry, in his snazzy MWA referee shirt, called for the break as Revolution reached the ropes, leaving Vertigo with a somewhat befuddled look on his face.

Everyone knew this wouldn't be a one sided contest and Chris made sure of it. He took down Vertigo with a stiff clothesline, dropping to one knee as he followed through, making sure Vertigo smashed his skull on the mat. After pulling the champion to his feet, Revolution uncorked a nasty powerbomb, again smacking Vertigo's skull off the mat.

After trading more blows, Vertigo was busted open. Covered in his own blood, he scooped Revolution up into a spinning powerslam. The champion tossed the challenger through the ropes to the arena floor. Vertigo then lept to the top rope and onto a prone Revolution all the way on the floor, prompting the crowd to start a brief chant of "holy s***".

Back in the ring, Vertigo hoisted Revolution onto his shoulders and snapped him down with a death valley driver. As both men where showing signs of exhaustion, Vertigo went for the cover. Curry dropped down to make the count and just stopped with his hand up in the air, not making the count.

Vertigo then stood up off of Revolution and got right in Curry's face. Curry turned to move away and found himself on the recieving end of a reverse DDT. With Curry down momentarily, the champ capitalized with the Balefire Bomb on Chris. Liftor would not count though, instead simply flexing for the crowd.

Vertigo continued his relentless assault on Revolution despite Liftor refusing to count. A stiff clothesline for Revolution was next. When Curry refused to count this time, it was the Balefire Bomb for him as well.

With Curry outsidde the ring recovering from the Balefire Bomb, Vertigo used the opportunity to inflict more punishment on Revolution, this time hitting The Clip. Curry re-entered the ring and clocked Vertigo from behind with the spear. Revolution managed to get back to his feet and locked Vertigo into an octopus stretch. Although Vertigo reached the ropes, Curry only looked on and didn't force the break. Eventually, Chris let go and gave the cutter signal.

Revolution lifted Vertigo to his feet, looking for the Revolution Cutter. Vertigo pushed him off and into the ropes, kicking him hard in the gut as he got close and doubling him over. Vertigo attempted to lift Revolution for the Balefire Bomb, but Revolution managed to stand up holding Vertigo up and setting him on the top rope.

Both men traded punches on the top-rope, both knowing that the first one to falter would likely lose. It was the Champion that faltered. Revolution quickly hooked him and hit a fisherman's buster from the top rope. Revolution made the cover and Curry dropped down to make the count, executing perhaps the fastest three count in the history of professional wrestling. Curry raised Revolution's hand and gave the NMHC Heavyweight Championship belt to him.

Here is your winner via pinfall @ 14:58

and NEW

NMHC HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION !!!

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CHRIS REVOLUTION !!![/color][/b]
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As Revolution is celebrating in the ring, confetti rains down on the arean and the crowd blows the roof off of Harbour Station. Curry rolls Vertigo's unconsious form out of the ring, confetti sticking to him from the blood and sweat covering him. The medical team arrive and stretcherhim out of the arena, completely and utterly defeated. Physically, mentally, and spiritually.

The king is dead, long live the king.

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[Xander]

(((It doesn't really matter, but it was Drake vs. Knockout and Cureman vs. Kilst, just so you know)))

After Drakes match, just before the #1 Contenders match

Drake and Cureman is sitting in their locker room.
Cureman makes a friendly looking slap over Drakes bald head.

"You can do better! I know that! You know that!"

Drake's only mutters something...

"Hey, look at me. I'm going be NMHC Heavyweight Champion soon enough! Just as those idiots are done debating or what the hell they are doing! And when I'm champion, I'm going to need you to back me up!"

Drake continues to mutter something...

"And if you continue like this, I don't know..."

And with that Drake gets up, looks intensely at Cureman before walking out, slamming the door behind him...

[MetaSylo]

- post match -

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Dash celebrates his first ever ladder match victory, as Jericho looks on in disbelief that he didnt get the job done. Dash is playing up to the crowd, as Jericho approaches. They turn face to face and have an intense stare-down as Jericho tells Dash, "Soak it up now Dash, because after Delerium, it'll all be over.[/color]"

Jericho exits the ring and makes his way backstage. Dash, momentarily phased, shakes it off and continues to celebrate with the crowd, hyping them up for the NMHC Heavyweight Championship about to come, all the while wrestling with the knowledge that his career here is all but over...