Thursday June 5th
Ballarat Minerdome
Ballarat, Victoria
The sounds of AC/DC's Thunderstruck rolls through the speakers as we are presented with the usual outback video playing. The dead tree comes into view as the thunder rumbles and lighting splits the sky, striking the tree, causing it to burst into flames as the Outback Thunder logo comes up on the screen. The scene fades out and into an interior shot of the Ballarat Minderdome as the crowd cheer loudly, waving their home made signs for the camera.
Darren: "And welcome everyone to Eastern Australian Wrestling's Outback Thunder!"
The camera pans a shot through the crowd, all on their feet as "Thunderstruck" continues to play through the arena's sound system.
Darren: "We're live in Ballarat at the Ballarat Minerdome where we have a great card for you all tonight. John Empires takes on Australian National Heavyweight Champion John "Mad Dog" Murphy in our main event."
Johnno: "We will also see a battle of two aerial masters as Seth Colta takes on Omen!"
With no warning, the sounds of AC/DC switch to Nirvana as "Breed" begins to play. Bursting through the curtain is the masked Testament wearing an EAW t-shirt along with red and black pants.
Darren: "Here we go with our opening match, it's Testament, someone who has been floating around recently. He'll be taking on Lee Poison who is already in the ring."
Testament begins a quick sprint to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. With his body in the ring, he looks up at Poison and begins to rise to his feet. As the bell rings, Testament rushes at Poison and lands a running drop kick that knocks Poison back into the corner turnbuckle.
Darren: "Testament with the opening rush. Poison is in the corner."
Johnno: "What in the Hell?"
After landing a stiff elbow blow to the nose of Lee Poison, Testament lifts Poison over his head in a reverse crucifix. Walking forward to show his strength, Testament launches Poison up and catches him in a stunner, garnering a reaction from the crowd.
Darren: "I don't know what to call that, Tim!"
Johnno: "Poison has to be out cold!"
Crowd: "Holy shit! Holy shit!"
Rolling Poison over, Testament hooks the leg and looks around at the crowd who is on their feet as the referee drops down and begins the count.
1...
2...
3!!!
Darren: "It's over just like that!"
The bell sounds a second time and "Breed" by Nirvana plays once more over the speakers.
Becky: "Here is your winner, Testament!"
Standing up, Testament looks to the crowd before bringing his hand up to cusp the bottom of his mask. Pulling it over his head, Testament unmasks himself before the large crowd at the Ballarat Minerdome.
Darren: That's...
Johnno: Sean Cain! The American Nightmare! We used to know him as Ezekiel, but just recently he's gone under his real name!
Darren: What is he doing here, and has he been the second Testament all along?!
The cameras focus in on Cain as he stands in the middle of the ring over the broken body of Lee Poison as "Breed" continues to play before cutting to the back.
The camera cuts to the backstage area and more specifically, the office of the owner of Eastern Australian Wrestling, Scott Carmichael. This is where we see the man himself walk in, a mobile phone against his ear and a slight frown on his face.
Scott: "Yes Anthony, I was shocked by it as well. I had no idea that it was him under the mask."
It is now apparent that Scott was talking about what just went down moments earlier, with Testament revealing himself to be Sean Cain, better known to fans as RPW's Ezekiel. However, it is not yet known who exactly he was talking to.
Scott: "Yes, I understand that he is one of your signed wrestlers...Yes, I understand he will be competing for RPW.....I'm yet to speak to him about it, but I'm sure we will both know by the end of the night. Yes, I am very sorry about what happened, like I said, I'm as shocked as you. I had no idea he was gonna pull something like this."
He's talking to Anthony Rigby, one of RPW's co-owners.
Scott: "I'm sure this will not affect the big announcement tonight, as Cain will still be competing for Ricochet as well as for EAW....No, I'm not really sure how he will be doing both, but there's no doubt that he has something worked out. OK, I've gotta go. Take it easy, Anthony....OK..yes...ok...bye."
Scott hangs up the phone and sighs slightly, running his hands through his hair. The scene fades out as Outback Thunder cuts to a commercial break.
Commercial here
"The Hawaiian Hunter" Seth Colta
vs
Omen
vs
Omen
"Dance with the Devil" by Breaking Benjamin begins to play from the speakers.
Becky: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first..."
Seth Colta confidently marches down to the ring, he climbs onto the apron and turns to face the crowds, relishing the cheers.
Becky: "From Honolulu, Hawaii and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds..."
Colta climbs through the ropes into the ring and ascends the nearest turnbuckle.
Becky: "He is The Hawaiian Hunter, Seth Colta!"
Colta points to a random fan and lines them up, using his hands as a crosshair, then performs a perfect backflip and gets ready for the match.
Becky: "And the opponent..."
The lights in the arena go out as an angel's skeleton comes on the big screen. Over the loud speaker comes the words "Welcome to to My Nightmare" before "Cold" by Static X fills the arena. Omen walks out onto the stage with his head lowered as the crowd jumps to their feet cheering. Omen lifts his head revealing ice blue eyes looking from left to right. He starts making his way to the ring as the ring announcer introduces him.
Becky: "Now making his way to the ring, from Brooklyn, New York, standing at six feet four inches and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds.... Omen!"
Omen gets to the bottom of the ramp and looks around at the crowd again. Then he slides under the ring ropes and makes a beeline for the far corner. Standing on the middle ring rope he looks out at the crowd with a blank stare on his face.
As Omen gets back down from the ropes, referee Aiden Ross calls for the bell.
Darren: "Here we go with our second match of the night."
Johnno: "Forget the second match, I'm still in shock over what happened in the first."
Darren: "I can't say I blame you Tim, but how about we focus on this match now? After all, this is Omen's debut match, and I can't wait to see what he can do."
Omen and Colta lock up, with Colta quickly landing a few kicks to the ribs of Omen, taking the dark inspired individual by surprise.
Johnno: "Woo, that Omen, he's doing a great job."
Darren: "Your sarcasm is noted, and ignored."
Colta follows up, wrenching the arm of Omen, before levelling him with a hook kick. The crowd cheers loudly, getting behind the adopted Aussie. Colta continues the attack, running to the ropes and looking for a double legged drop, but Omen manages to roll away and get back to his feet. Omen waits as Colta slowly gets back to his feet, before trying for a spinning heel kick, which connects successfully. Omen capitalises by running towards the fallen Colta and lands a standing shooting star press, making the cover as the referee drops into position.
1...
2...
kickout!
Darren: "Omen with a standing shooting star press, but is unable to convert it to a successful pinfall and this match continues."
The crowd give off a mixed reaction, unsure how to take Omen, who is back to his feet. He brings Colta back up to a vertical base, before grabbing Colta in a front facelock and taking him over with a floatover suplex, again making the cover.
1...
2...
kickout!
Once again, Colta kicks out. Omen, getting frustrated, brings Colta back to his feet again, but this time Colta was the quicker of the two, pushing Omen back, before leaping into the air with a dropkick, taking the Brooklyn native off his feet. The crowd cheers loudly as Colta brings Omen up to a seated position, before running to the ropes and coming back with a stiff kick to his back. Omen immediately holds his back in pain as Colta brings him back to his feet again. Colta whips Omen into the corner, before taking a few steps back and charging in, but Omen moves out of the way, sending Colta crashing into the turnbuckles.
Darren: "Colta possibly looking for that double knee strike he calls the "Double Dragon" but Omen managed to move out of the way, and now Omen is taking advantage."
Omen lifts Colta up onto the top turnbuckle, before beginning to make his way up as well. Omen hooks hold of Colta's tights, seemingly looking for a superplex, but Colta manages to fight out of it, shoving Omen backwards, who manages to land on his feet. Colta quickly leaps out of the corner, grabbing hold of Omen's head and swinging around, before driving his head into the mat with a tornado DDT.
Darren: "Seth Colta with a diving tornado DDT he calls the "Colt 45".
Johnno: "How do you know all these special names for these moves?"
Darren: "Just part of the job, Tim."
Back in the ring, Colta covers as the ref makes the count.
1...
2...
3!
NO! Omen manages to kick out at the last second.
Darren: "My God, I thought Colta had it then, but Omen managed a kick out only just on the three count."
Colta gets back to his feet and begins to fire up the crowd, before turning back to Omen, who near takes Colta's head off with a superkick.
Darren: "OH MY GOD! Omen with a huge desperation superkick, but he is unable to make the cover."
The referee sees both men down and begins the mandatory ten count.
1...2...3...4...5...6...
Omen is back up to one knee as Colta has rolled onto his stomach and is slowly getting back up. Omen is back to his feet and moves around so he is behind Colta. As Colta gets to his feet, Omen jumps up, landing on Colta's shoulders, before twisting around and taking him down with a hurricanrana!
Darren: "Downward Spiral!"
Johnno: "Hang on a sec. Isn't that the name of a move done by a certain wrestler from a certain American based federation?"
Darren: "Not that I can recall."
Omen quickly makes the cover.
1...
2...
kickout!
Seth Colta manages to kick out just before the three count. Both men make their way back to their feet, although Colta is slightly slower. Omen moves into position as Colta turns back around. Omen tries for a buzzsaw kick, but Colta is able to avoid it. As Omen turns back around, Colta lines him up with the crosshair, before leaping into the air and letting loose with a 540 kick!
Darren: "Hawaiian Heatseeker! It's gotta be over!"
Colta makes the cover as the crowd roars with cheers.
1...
2...
3!!
The referee calls for the bell as "Dance With The Devil" plays over the speakers again. Colta gets back to his feet, raising his arms in victory.
Becky: "Here is your winner...Seth Colta!"
Colta makes his way out of the ring and up towards the entryway, stopping to high five fans and celebrate his win. In the ring, Omen slowly gets back to his feet, holding his head, before also exiting the ring as Outback Thunder cuts to a commercial.
Wednesday, June 18th, 2008
Sueno Beach, Florida
RW Chauncey Arena
Live @ 7:00PM
As Outback Thunder comes back from the commercial break, the camera opens to a shot of the announce position, where Darren Jackson and Tim Johnson are seated.
Johnno: "Wow. What a night it has been. And we are yet to hear from Scott Carmichael about this big announcement."
Darren: "Well the one thing we know for certain is that involves the just recently announced WWA cross-promotional pay per view, Collision. Now let's throw it back to the ring for our mai..."
Before Darren can continue the buildup for "Ruff Ryder's Anthem" by DMX begins to play over the loudspeaker.
Uh!
The single chord of the synthesized music continues to play still with no activity.
Someting new!
Darren: "Hey, hang on, what's going on here?"
There is an explosion at the top of the ramp and one big light skinned, black man explodes onto the scene followed a moment later by an equally big dark skinned black man. The light skinned black man looks at the crowd and he nods his head along with the beat mouthing and the dark skinned black man motions along with the words of the song.
Stop!
Drop!
Shut em down
Open up shop
Oh
No
Thats how ruff ryders roll!
Darren: "Those are two pretty big guys right there. I wonder what they want?"
Johnno: "If it's your wallet, then give it to them."
The light skinned black man nods his head as he beats on his chest as he makes his way down to the ring still mouthing the words to the song as the dark skinned black man follows him to the ring.
Bustas wanna try, bustas wanna lie
Then bustas wonder why, bustasz wanna die
All I know is pain all I feel is rain
How can I maintain, with mad stuff on my brain
I resort to violence, my homies move in silence
Like you dont know what are style is
Memphis brothas the wildest
My homies is wit it
You want it? come and get it
Took it then we split it
You dang right we did it
What the in the world you gonna do
When we run up on you
Messin wit the wrong crew
Dont know what we goin thru
Ima have ta show bustas
How easily we blow bustas
When you find out theres somemore bustas
Thats runnin with your bustas
Nothin we cant handle
Break it up and dismantle
Light it up like a candle
Just cause I cant stand you
Put my stuff on tapes
Like you bussin grapes
Think you holdin weight?
Then you havent met the apes
The dark skinned black man climbs the stairs while the light skinned black man hops up on the apron and climbs into the ring turning to the crowd once again mouthing and motioning with the chorus.
Stop!
Drop!
Shut em down
Open up shop
Oh
No
Thats how ruff ryders roll!
The two men stand in the ring for a moment eyeing everyone in the building before the light skinned black man motions for a mic which is quickly given to him.
Light skinned black man: "Well, well, well it seems that finally some talent has arrived on the roster. Ever since I was approached by the man with the plan Mikey Marsh, I've been watching these sad wrestlers put on these sad shows and watching as you sad fans ate every last sad minute up. It was all I could do but shake my head. So I decided that maybe, just maybe two of the icons from American wrestling could grace you over here in the Outback with our presence and create a standard for all of those folks out there."
The dark skinned man accepts the mic from his colleague.
Dark skinned black man: "I mean come on you got flakes such as "Moon Dog" Murphy facing off against a has been like John Empires. I mean and you call that a main event? That's the best that can be done?"
The dark skinned black man shakes his head.
Dark skinned black man: "I don't know about anybody else, but if I was paying my money and I had to sit through that crap I would not only demand my money back but I would then ask management to pay me for watching that filth."
The light skinned black man nods his head as he accepts the mic.
Light skinned black man: "So we want to put not only you fans out there on watch, but we wanna put each and every little pitiful excuse for a wrestler in the back on watch. Don't worry what our names are because you will find out soon enough. Just understand this, the Ruff Ryders have arrived."
The two men climb out of the ring, but instead of leaving the ringside area, they make their way over to the announce position.
Darren: "Looks like we are being joined by the Ruff Ryders here at ringside."
Johnno: "Just make sure to give 'em your wallet if they want it."
Darren: "Shut it, Tim."
Darren gets to his feet to welcome the Ruff Ryders, but Tim stays where he is, slightly intimidated by the two large men.
Darren: "Gentlemen, welcome..."
The Ruff Ryders grab a headset each and put them on, before sitting down.
Light skinned black man: "Don't "gentlemen" us. Do you know who we are?"
Darren: "Uh, the Ruff Ryders from what we gathered from that promo."
Dark skinned black man: "You trying to be a smart ass? My name is Chris Deppe, and this here is Shawn Kelley. And we're putting everyone out there on watch. We'll be dominating this fed within a month."
Darren: "I'm glad you two are so confident in your abilities."
Johnno: "Yeah, well we are yet to see anything, so I doubt you two are any good."
Darren: "Tim, shut up!"
Shawn: "You best do what your friend says, Tim."
Darren: "On that note, let's go back to the ring as we prepare for our final match of the night."
John Empires
vs
"Mad Dog" Murphy
Darren: "And this is a bit strange, the Australian National Champion coming to the ring first."
The Major from the Brigade for Australian Strategy, Tactics and Regional Direction marches down to the ring wearing his green army coat with the Australian National Title over his shoulder. He is beaming with a cheshire cat grin.
Johnno: "Why's he so happy?"
Darren: "We'll just have to wait and see."
Mad Dog Murphy climbs into the ring and retrieves a microphone from Becky James.
Darren: "Seems that the champ has something to say."
Mad Dog: "Hello Ballarat. I see we're still in Cats country and wasn't Steve Johnson great on the weekend. He booted five goals and hauled in seven marks. He was a commanding presence in the Cat's forward 50. It's good to see I'm not the only Australian with a commanding presence."
The Ballarat crowd teeter with laughter.
Shawn: "What the hell is he talking about?"
Darren: "The most hardcore game of them all, Aussie Rules."
Mad Dog: "Now last week, I came out here to have an honest to goodness chat with you folks. I was scheduled in a tag match with The Machine against that North American jackass Bryan Willett and that has been, never was, never will be Italian wannabe. So, I'm going to see if I can get my spiel in this week. Santino Romano, you're 17 years old, you've got a long way to go in this business and I do hope you make it but right now I'm cutting you loose. You just haven't been on your game since Mayhem. You beat me down last week and still can't win your match. You're just not in my league."
Johnno: "What's he on about? The Romano brothers are the best in WWA"
Chris: "I'm sure there are plenty of people willing to dispute that."
Mad Dog: "Now many of you might be wondering what I'm so happy about. Is it the fact that Dollar softened up Johnny Empires for me? Partly but no. The reason is that for a brief time last Saturday in the United States of America, I was a dual champion. I held the world title in the top federation in the world at the same time that I held this belt the Australian National Championship."
Mad Dog places the microphone in his pocket for a moment and holds up the Australian National Championship to resounding cheers from the crowd. He holds it high and turns, showing each section of the audience as they cheer. Mad Dog places the title back over his shoulder.
Mad Dog: "Now I'm not expecting the same style of attack from Johnny Empires as I received but I wouldn't be surprised at all to be interrupted."
The Major lowers the microphone, he taps out a steady beat of ten with his foot waiting to be interrupted.
Mad Dog: "Well what do you expect from a blow in that can't even handle an African Asylum shopper? I am four for four and I don't foresee my perfect record changing anytime soon. Not even against an esteemed grappler like Johnny. He's older than me and has more aches and pains than me. I intend to use that to my advantage. Let us not forget I'm a special operations soldier, a member of the Special Air Service Regiment. I don't care how many brawls you've been in Johnny or how many continents you've wrestled on. You aint had the training I have."
Mad Dog shrugs out of the army jacket he was wearing to reveal his typical ring clothes, a white singlet and loose fitting black pants.
Mad Dog: "Nobody here cares about Lee Poison and Testament or that neophyte Colta and whoever he's facing. Let's get to the main event right now. Let me show this great Australian crowd that you're nothing more than another loud mouth American here to disturb the peace. You're a tourist!"
The guitar intro of "Wanted Dead or Alive" by Bon Jovi begins to play slowly as Becky James stands at ringside.
Becky: "Making his way to the ring, hailing from Atlanta, Georgia in the United States of America. This is John Empires!
Sometimes I sleep
Sometimes it's not for days
The people I meet
Always go their seperate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you're alone
All you do is think
John Empires steps from the entrance, wearing blue jeans and a black T-shirt with a biker skull and crossbones on it. He also has a mask across his face, protecting the broken nose he received from Dollar. He stands at the top of the ramp, looking around the crowd, ignoring any reaction he gets.
I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (Wanted)
Dead or alive
Wanted (Wanted)
Dead or Alive
Empires climbs into the ring using the ring steps, walking across the apron, and then stepping between the ropes.
Ohhh alright Ohh
Empires looks over at Murphy, before turning his back to him, and climbing the corner ropes, staring out at the crowd, before dropping down, taking off his shirt, and tossing it to the outside.
I'm a cowboy
I got the night on my side
And I'm wanted (Wanted)
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
The referee calls for the bell as both men square off, looking each other up and down, before rushing forward and locking up with a collar and elbow tie up. Neither man is willing to back down as both push back and forth. Murphy is able to get the advantage, however, driving Empires back into the corner. The ref steps in to separate the two men. Murphy steps back, hands raised, before nailing a hard shot to the mouth of Empires.
Darren: "Stiff shot there from the champion, obviously trying to intimidate Empires."
Empires, not fazed by the cheap shot, fires back with a right hand of his own. The two men begin to brawl, both nailing the other with hard shots. Murphy finally breaks things up, bringing a knee up into the gut of Empires, doubling over the sixteen year veteran, before dropping him with a forearm across the back. The crowd cheers loudly for the champion, who takes in the ovation, before going back on the attack.
Darren: "This crowd is fired up for the champion."
Shawn: "Not much of a champion if you ask me. Is he even defending that strap tonight?"
Murphy brings Empires back to his feet, before he is stopped by a low blow from Empires, which goes unnoticed by the ref.
Darren: "Blatant low blow by Empires there. Now what exactly are you two planning on doing here?"
Chris: "You'll just have to wait and see, Darren."
Empires follows up with a short arm clothesline, taking the champion off his feet. Empires steps back, allowing Murphy to get back to his feet, before the two of them lock up again. Empires takes the advantage this time, locking in a front facelock and lifting Murphy up with a suplex. Instead of bringing Murphy over onto his back however, Empires releases the champion, dropping him face first onto the mat.
Johnno: "Empires with his signature face first suplex, knocking the wind out of the champion."
Murphy holds his chest as he slowly gets back to his feet. Empires waits on Murphy to get back to his feet, before moving in and picking Murphy up for a body slam, but the champion manages to slip out of the move, landing behind Empires, before picking him up with a belly to back suplex. Murphy makes the cover.
1...
kickout
Empires manages to easily kick out after just a one count as Murphy gets back to his feet. As Empires gets back up, Murphy charges in and levels him with a clothesline. Empires quickly rolls back to his feet, before Murphy takes him down with another clothesline. As Empires is up again, Murphy goes for a third clothesline, but Empires ducks it and as Murphy turns back around, Empires takes him down with an STO.
Darren: "I've got to say, Empires is nowhere near as ruthless as he usually is. After all, in his first loss here in EAW, he levelled Santino Romano with a steel chair."
Shawn: "That punk Empires obviously couldn't get the job done, so he had to use a chair to finish things. Cheap way out."
Empires again waits for Murphy to get back to his feet, before running to the ropes and taking Murphy down with a side shoulder tackle. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction, littered more with boos than anything as Empires makes the cover.
1...
2...
kickout!
Murphy kicks out, not wanting to end the match just yet. Empires gets back to his feet and as Murphy gets up as well, Empires rushes in, looking for a lariat. Murphy manages to duck the shot, however and as Empires comes off the ropes, Murphy levels him with a big boot. Looking out to the crowd, Murphy raises a fist in the air, shouting out "It's Over!"
Darren: "Looks like Murphy is gonna end the match here and now."
Murphy pulls Empires back up to his feet, before locking in a front facelock. Murphy raises a fist into the air again, but before he can drop Empires with a facebreaker DDT, Empires fights out of the hold. He throws Murphy into the corner, chest first. As Murphy stumbles back, Empires locks his arms around Murphy's waist, picking him up and bringing him over with a back body driver!
Darren: "Back body driver! Babylon! It's over!"
Empires makes the cover.
1...
2...
3!
The referee calls for the bell as Empires gets back to his feet, hands raised in victory. There is some booing from the crowd, but Empires doesn't seem fazed as he is declared the winner.
Becky: "Here is your winner...John Empires!"
The sounds of Bon Jovi play from the speakers once again as Empires goes to exit the ring. His celebration is ended quickly, however, as "Wanted Dead or Alive" suddenly cuts out.
Special Announcement
The sound of AC/DC's "Big Gun" plays out over the speakers as EAW Owner, Scott Carmichael walks out from behind the curtain. He is dressed in jeans and a black button down shirt, his green eyes framed by dark rimmed glasses and a clipboard in hand. Scott walks down the ramp to the ring, the fans giving him a warm reception. Murphy and Empires have both exited the ring now, watching from ringside as the young owner climbs into the ring. The music dies off as Scott takes the microphone offered by Becky James, motioning for the crowd to bring the noise down so he can speak.
Scott: "OK, so before our show comes to an end, I thought I should put everyone at ease by revealing the big announcement that has been talked about most of the night. First of all though, I'd like to see the rest of the EAW roster out here at ringside."
There is some motion from behind the entryway as what is left of the EAW roster make their way down to ringside to join John Empires, Mad Dog Murphy and the Ruff Ryders, who have now gotten up from the announce desk. Even Sean Cain, the former Testament, has come down to ringside, wearing an EAW t-shirt. Looking around at the assembled wrestlers, Scott smiles slightly, before continuing.
Scott: "This big announcement involves all of you. As announced on RPW's Crossfire show, the upcoming Collision event is in fact going to be an interfed event, involving both Ricochet and EAW's rosters. Further to that announcement, the WWA Council has decided that, at Collision, there will be a one night only, eight man tournament to decide the next WWA World Heavyweight Champion!"
The crowd roars with cheers, as well as most of the roster clapping and nodding their heads in approval.
Scott: "The eight men in this tournament will be made up of four men from EAW and four men from Ricochet. Also at Collision, there will be a match for the EAW Australian National Champion. Mad Dog Murphy will be defending his title against...Dollar!"
Darren: "Oh my God! This may very well be Dollar's big chance. He's been talking about how he will become champion and take everyone's pay packets for that night. At Collision, he may very well do exactly that."
Johnno: "Yeah, but it now begs the question, will he be taking the pays from just the EAW guys, or will he be allowed to take possession of the pay from each of the RPW roster as well?"
Scott: "Now, unfortunately, this means that Dollar and Mad Dog will be unable to compete in the tournament. And speaking of those unable to compete, I would like to bring to everyone's attention that Christian Roman and Lee Poison are both no longer working for EAW, so they won't be seen here in EAW after tonight. Also, with Sean Cain being under contract with RPW, I have been informed that his participation in the tournament will be on behalf of Ricochet. Now, of course, that will bring the numbers for EAW down slightly. I would like to take this time to announce that the Ruff Ryders, Shawn Kelley and Chris Deppe are, as of right now, officially signed with Eastern Australian Wrestling."
A bit of noise comes from the crowd. A mixed reaction. Booing for the Ruff Ryders, but some cheering for the fact that EAW has officially signed two new talent to the roster.
Darren: "Well that brings the number of active roster up to seven, and we can't get four competitors fairly from that."
Scott: "Now, of course most of you are probably wondering how the four men who will represent EAW will be decided? That's the easy part. Over the next two shows, we will be holding one on one qualifying matches, where the eight men that are eligible for the tournament will compete, with the winners going onto Collision to represent EAW. Now, the line up for th..."
Scott is cut off by the crowd chanting loudly.
Darren: "Listen to the noise coming from this crowd. They're definitely fired up."
Johnno: "Sounds like they're chanting "only seven"?
Darren: "I think you may be right there, Tim. They've obviously picked up on the fact that only seven men are eligible for the tourney."
Scott looks down at his clipboard, lifting the pages up and reading through them, before bringing the microphone back up again.
Scott: "You know what? You're right. I have, in fact, only announced seven men that are eligible for the tournament. I did have eight men lined up though, I'm sure of it. Well, I'd like to bring out the eighth man for the tournament, he is EAW's newest signing, ladies and gentlemen...
The lights in the building dim as "Voices" by Rev Theory begins to play out from the speakers.
*I hear voices in my head
They council me, they understand
They talk to me.*
Darren: "Looks like our boss has signed a fourth person to the roster. That's four in one night. Quite impressive indeed."
*You got your rules and your religion,
all designed to keep you safe.
But when rules start getting broken
you start questioning your faith.
I have a voice that is my savior,
hates to love and loves to hate.
I have the voice that has the knowledge
and the power to rule your fate.*
From the entryway steps two figures, unable to be made out in the darkness. A few strobe lights flash around the building, although there still isn't enough light to see who these two people are.
*I hear voices crying
I see heroes dying
I taste blood thats drying
I feel tension rising.
I hear voices in my head
They council me, they understand
They talk to me, they talk to me.
They tell me things that I will do
They show me things I'll do to you.
They talk to me, they talk to me...*
As they get halfway down the ramp, the two of them stop. All the lights suddenly come back on with a blinding effect, before going back to a normal level, revealing these two new people to everyone.
Darren: "OH MY GOD!"
Johnno: "What the hell!? I thought he was gone? Am I really seeing this?"
Darren: "I do believe that you are, Tim. It's Bryan Willett!"
The crowd give off a very loud, very mixed reaction. Most of the wrestlers at ringside are shocked at the appearance of Bryan Willett, seeing as he quit RPW only a couple of weeks prior. Willett, with Danielle LeCroix on his arm and his black "The Saints" shirt on, has a microphone in his hand. The music dies down as Willett grins his wicked grin.
Willett: "Thanks, Scott. However, this is where you stop talking, and I start. While most of you, especially those jokes in Ricochet Pro Wrestling are picking their collective jaws off the floor, let me educate you all on something. I did NOT quit RPW. Those idiots somehow forgot that my contract was expiring, and while I fielded offers from all over the globe, Scott here was kind enough to make the most compelling offer. However, while I'm grateful for the money you're paying for me to be here, what I am not grateful for is still being in the ring while I'm talking.
Johnno: "He can't talk to the boss like that."
Darren: "Are you going to tell me otherwise?"
Scott: "First off, it's Mister Carmichael to you. Second, last I checked, this is my promo--"
By this time, Willett has entered the ring with Danielle LeCroix and is standing a few feet away from the boss of EAW.
Willett: "Do us all a favor, Mister Carmichael, and shut the fuck up before I shove this microphone down your throat."
Scott says something to Willett that can't be picked up by the microphone as Scott is using his free hand to motion for Willett to calm down.
Willett: "That's it. Put the microphone down, and get out of the ring. I want to address three people, right now. The first being John "Mad Dog" Murphy. There's only one reason why you were given the Australian National Championship, and that's because the company thought it was a good idea to book a local guy to be champion. However, you're going week after week threatening to leave the company if you're not fed challengers, when in reality, if I didn't offer to be the job guy for the 4-way because I wasn't, at the time, a permanant member of the roster, the belt wouldn't be around YOUR waist. You're a joke, and not worthy of being champion, and I swear to you, if Dollar doesn't take the belt from you at Collision, I'll be waiting in line to rip you apart, limb from limb."
Darren: "Is Willett saying he offered to throw the Iron Man match at Mayhem?"
Johnno: "He's known for being willing to put the right people over if he feels they're worth the time, but to come out and say it, he's breaking the code of the locker room."
Darren: "Never stopped him before. Look at the champ! He's livid!"
The cameras cut to a shot of "Mad Dog" Murphy who is pointing at Willett, yelling things that can't be made out because of the lack of audio in the vacinity. Willett, meanwhile, is pacing around the ring, taking in the jeers from the crowd, and enjoying making the company's roster restless.
Willett: "The second man I want to address isn't here, tonight, although I would suspect he might finally get in contact with me after viewing this show. Lefty Muggins, the mistake of returning to Ricochet Pro Wrestling wasn't yours, it was mine. It's clear that I wasn't welcomed back after the stunt I pulled, and I appreciate your taking me back. I know you're probably pissed off over the deception I laid out on the internet after my contract expired - which, by the way is your fault - but you know how this is. It's nothing personal, it's just business. All it would have taken is one call, and I could have came back, but the call came from Scott, and he lucked out. Sorry, ol' chap. Better luck next time. Remember our talks about how frustrated you were with how people were starting to get tired with Ricochet? Let me know when you stop playing favorites with your champion and let someone else have a run as the number one guy. Then people might start taking Ricochet seriously again."
Darren: "We know that Lefty Muggins is a good man, and is known for keeping a level head, but how can he not be upset with those comments made by Willett?"
Walking over to where the Ruff Ryders, Sean Cain and John Empires are standing, Willett has apparently turned his attention to that foursome. Bringing the microphone back to his lips, he looks straight into the eyes of both Cain and Empires.
Willett: "I'm going to have to ask you both in the ring, because the third man I wish to address would be Testament."
Cain can be seen flashing a smirk on his face as he hops onto the ring apron and steps between the top and middle ropes, entering the ring. Taking up a position about ten feet away from Willett, the camera cuts back to Empires who has a confused look on his face as he walks over to the ring steps and slowly makes his way onto the ring apron. With a mild sense of hesitation, Empires enters the ring the same way Cain just did. Empires takes a similar position distance-wise from Willett who turns to face them.
Johnno: "What's going on here?"
Darren: "I recall there being a different Testament at RPW's Vendetta event. Could John Empires have been the second Testament?"
Willett: "Gentlemen, thank you for joining Danielle and I in the ring. Although this wouldn't be the first time we're all in the ring together, would it?"
Sean Cain nods, his arms crossed in front of his chest, eying Willett. Empires can be seen mouthing "I don't know what you're talking about."
Willett: "Oh, you don't? How about you look at the video wall, John."
Willett points to the video wall as everyone turns their attention there as it comes alive with backstage footage at RPW Vendetta when Willett, LeCroix and the masked Testament were driving off in the rental car, following Willett's match with Antonio Romano.
Willett: "You don't remember this, John?
Just as the car rolls away, the camera zooms in on the back seat of the car where we see Testament unmask to reveal it really being John Empires. The video freezes as Empires looks back at the arena, catching the camera pointed at him.
Darren: "My God, it was Empires!"
Willett: "I told you that very night that you were being tested to see if you were worthy of being a Saint. What was one of the rules I stated?"
Empires remains silent, prompting Willett to step up to him to the point where they were nose-to-nose.
Willett: "What was the one rule I stated you could never break? Answer me!"
Again, silence from the defiant Empires. With the camera focused in on the two men, the camera operator is nearly knocked over as Sean Cain comes charging into Empires nailing him from behind with a stiff lariat. cain looks down at Empires and proceeds to rip his EAW shirt down the middle revealing a similar t-shirt being worn by Willett, an S with a snake wrapped around it with a tarnished halo hanging from the top of the letter.
Darren: "Holy! What the Hell is Cain doing?"
Johnno: "He's sided with Willett! He's a Saint!"
As the two men stand over the fallen John Empires, nobody realized that Danielle had gone out of the ring and retrieved two Singapore Canes from under the ring. Handing them to both Willett and Cain, the two men turned towards the other wrestlers trying to get into the ring and swung the canes at them, warding them off.
Darren: "We've got to get somebody out here to stop this?"
Johnno: "Who, Darren? Everyone on the roster is already out here!"
As the EAW roster along with Scott Carmichael slowly retreat up the entrance way, Willett motions for Sean Cain to pick Empires up. cain does more than just pick Empires off the ground, he lifts him over his head in the motion of a reverse Splash Mountain Bomb. Turning to the crowd, Willett yells atop his lungs "FALLEN SAINTHOOD!" as Cain launches Empires forward, and Willett catches Empires by the neck and drops the man in a Diamond Cutter-like fashion.
Darren: "Holy shit! Somebody call Triple-0! Somebody call Triple-0!"
The crowd, along with the wrestlers and Scott Carmichael stand there in a stunned silence as Willett picks up a nearby microphone and brings it back up to his lips again.
Willett: "The Saints are here, and we will dominate not only this federation, but the entire World Wrestling Association! You see what lies here in this ring. This will become all who oppose us!"
Everyone is still in a stunned silence as Willett, Cain and LeCroix all stare down the rest of the roster. The EAW logo and copyright details come up on the screen, before everything fades to black.