UWL - Saturday Night 5-1-21

Championship Extravaganza 4-17-21

James grabs AJ and slams his face into the ring post. AJ leans up against the ring post, blood begins dripping down his face, dripping onto his chest.

Cliff Morris - AJ Knight is busted open!

Logan Acker - How is that fair to the UWL World Champion?!

The referee continues to count.

4..

5..

6..

AJ stumbles as James spins and comes back clocking him sending down to the floor with a roaring elbow. AJ lays face down on the floor with his face covered in blood. James pulls AJ up and he’s deadweight. James struggles to pull him up.

Cliff Morris - James Edwards can’t lift up AJ Knight as he’s out cold! James Edwards is close to being the UWL World Champion once again!

The referee continues to count.

7..

8..

James pulls on AJ, but he’s out cold. James shoves him and slides back into the ring.

9..

10..

James kicks the bottom rope as he walks around the ring shaking his head.

Cliff Morris - James Edwards gets to count out wins but it’s an unsatisfactory win!

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match as a result of a count out James Edwards!

Cliff Morris - AJ Knight is still the UWL World Champion as the World Championship can only change hands as a result of a pinfall or submission, not by count out.

James walks around the ring shaking his head in disgust as AJ pulls himself up by the ring skirt on the floor as blood drips down his face onto his chest.



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The picture cuts to the announce desk, where we see Cliff Morris and Logan Acker, ready for action.


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Cliff Morris - Fans welcome to UWL Saturday Night and we are Championship Promotions home of the Universal Wrestling League. As you saw at Championship Extravaganza James Edwards' own aggression cost him the UWL World Championship as he was unable to lift the lifeless body of AJ Knight back into the ring and had to take a count out win. Tonight UWL World Champion AJ Knight and James Edwards will be across from one another in our huge eight man tag team match main event. Also United States Tag Team Champions Jason Cashe and Chris Madison will be in action against the Herkmen, newly crowned Television Champion John Thompson will take on Chris Crippler, Talia Areano and Mark Storm make their return to Championship Promotions as they face off in a one-on-one match up. Ryan Samuels takes on Anthony Cross, Billy Danielson will be in action and the debut of Rex Angus. Fans we have a loaded night of action.


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Logan Acker - I am excited to see tonight's main event as AJ Knight will knock James Edwards out here tonight as payback, mark it down.

Cliff Morris - That remains to be seen. Fans we have a loaded night of action. Let's go up to the ring.

The picture cuts up to the ring.
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Apr 24, 2021 at 3:15pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Apr 24, 2021 at 3:15pm
The picture cuts up to the ring.


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Emily Lyle - The opening contest here at UWL Saturday Night is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

Lights flicker back and forth. The first chord is played and the crowd stands with anticipation. The music kicks into full gear and out steps Rex Angus looking out at the crowd.

Emily Lyle - From Chicago, Illinois, weighing two hundred and eighteen pounds, Rex Angus!

Rex steps out from behind the lights and walks toward the ring. Rex enters the ring turns and looks at the camera with a smirk on his face before turning moving to his corner awaiting his opponent.

Cliff Morris - Rex Angus making his debut here inside the ring at Championship Promotions and now he's waiting on his opponent.

As the chip tune of Goodbye Summer, Hello Winter by FantomenK starts to play out Jessie Roberts come out onto the stage. She take a few moments to look at the fans and nod at them. She then bounced around on stage trying to get loose before she walks down the ramp towards the ring.

Emily Lyle - From Iowa City, Iowa, weighing one hundred and forty eight pounds, Jessie Roberts!

Slapping fans with fans if they are out. When she reaches the steps she stops, slaps the top step and getting in the ring. She will then get in the corner and throw some punches again to get loose before waiting in the corner for the match to begin.

Cliff Morris - It's time to get this match underway as soon as we get the opening bell.

The bell sounds. They move from their corners, slowly circling one another. They move to lock up, Rex backs up. He smirks at Jessie as he circles around her. They move to lock up again, Rex once again backs up this time waving his finger at Jessie. Rex turns, he looks at the crowd. Rex turns, Jessie lands a pair of forearm strikes. She sends him into the ropes. Rex hits off the ropes, Jessie nails him with a dropkick. Rex rolls out to the floor. He kicks the guardrail as the fans are giving him the business.

Cliff Morris - Rex Angus is hearing it from the fans in the front row!

Logan Acker - Way to show respect to a newcomer to Championship Promotions. What a way to make him feel welcome!

Rex turns, Jessie fakes as if she's going to dive over the top rope, but fakes it and backs up waving her finger at Rex. He runs around to the other side of the ring sliding back into the ring. He runs at Jessie she turns and cuts him off. Rex stumbles back moving back away from her. They circle one another. They go to lock up. Rex kicks Jessie in the stomach doubling her over. He nails her across the back with a clubbing shot. Rex pulls Jessie up hitting her with a forearm strike. Rex spins around clocking her with a roaring elbow. Rex covers her, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out!

Rex stomps away on Jessie. He jerks her up to her feet. Rex sends Jessie into the corner. He runs in at her, she dodges out of the way. Jessie steps back moving across the ring. She runs at him hitting him with a dropkick to the back of Rex as he lays in the corner. She pulls the stunned Rex back and drops him with a reverse DDT.

Cliff Morris - Jessie Roberts is like a ball of fire taking it to the debuting Rex Angus!

Jessie goes out to the ring apron, moving up to the top rope. Jessie leaps off landing down onto Rex with a double stomp. Rex rolls around clutching to his stomach grimacing in pain. She covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2.. Kick out!

Jessie grabs Rex hitting him with a pair of forearm strikes. She sends him into the corner. Jessie runs in at him, Rex dodges out of the way. Rex grabs Jessie taking her over with a school boy roll up, the referee counts.

1..

Rex puts his feet on the ropes.

2..

3..

Rex rolls out of the ring. Jessie sits on her knees in shock. She points to the ropes.

Cliff Morris - Rex Angus had the ropes and Jessie Roberts isn't happy about it!

Logan Acker - It doesn't matter. In the record book it will show Rex Angus won his debut match.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Rex Angus!

Rex stands on the floor celebrating as Jessie stands talking to the referee about Rex having the ropes.

Cliff Morris - Fans let's cut to a commercial break and we'll try to get a word from Rex Angus.

The show cuts to a break.

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Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm
The show returns back from commercial with Abby Joseph standing on the stage with Rex Angus, who’s still catching his breath from his match.

Abby Joseph - Rex Angus what do you have to say about your match with Jessie Roberts that just took place?Jessie was complaining to the referee about how you won the match!

Rex is breathing heavy, with his face red from anger.

Rex Angus - Listen up and listen closely. Jessie Roberts I warned you. I warned you on Twitter, and anywhere you could hear the sound of my words. I warned you not to get in my way. You paid the price tonight.

Rex looks around catching his breath.

Rex Angus - I saw you complaining to the referee. Complain all you want. Ask who ever you want for a rematch, anytime, anyplace. I’ll knock your teeth down your throat and show you that you don’t get in my way!

Rex storms off heading to the back.

Cliff Morris - Rex Angus stole this match here tonight and called out Jessie Roberts for complaining. Give me a break!

Logan Acker - Rex Angus is making a statement and he has my attention.

The show cuts to a break.






“You wanna know what I hate?”

We hear a voice come from off screen.

“Desperation.”

Opening on a room with a single chair, a side table, and a light over them both, we see multi-time World-Champion Billy Danielson. He sits in the chair with one leg crossed over the other, and a small whiskey glass in his hand. He takes a sip of his drink and stares at the camera with disgust.

Billy Danielson - “Sadly, this company is filled with desperate people.”

He uncrosses his legs, sets his drink down, and leans forward as he places his elbows on his knees. Danielson looks almost stoic as he continues on.

Billy Danielson - “It’s funny too, because desperation comes in so many, that some of these incels don’t even realize how pathetic they come across. People like Casey Holliday, who was just so desperate for people to believe she was championship material. People like James Edwards, who is so desperate to be relevant because he can only measure his success in his forgettable title reigns. I’d even go so far as to say Jay Jefferson himself is desperate to keep me away from titles, he places me in matches with people I have never heard off.”

Scoffing at the injustice of leaving him out of title scenes and matches of higher impact, Billy continues to have his look of disgust on his face. In fact, he is so disgusted by the desperation in this company, he can’t even find a way to work in his signature smirk to show off his arrogance. He is literally dumbfounded with disgust, and so here he sits.

Billy Danielson - “And now we have this supposed Television Champion, who I still can’t remember the name, who is so desperate for my attention, that he forsakes his own title win in order to tweet me about how he cost me a match against Jacob Backside or whatever his name was.”

Danielson shrugs and leans back in his chair. He takes another sip of his drink, and tries to calm himself down. The frustration clearly gets to him, because he would much rather be facing his friend, AJ Knight, than be locked in a one-sided feud with UWL’s latest Johnny Come-Lately.

Billy Danielson - “But I guess it is what it is, isn’t it? Jay Jefferson has seen what I can do against top tier opponents like Casey Holliday, James Edwards and Emma Douglas, so he keeps me away from the big titles. He wants me to chase glory rather than seize it, but that isn’t really who I am, and he knows that.

However, that also means he knows whatever I do to Cooper Hawk tonight, or Tommy Johnson whenever he is inevitably placed in a ring with me, is on Jay. If we get another situation like what happened with Emma Douglas, where I send them to the injury reserve list indefinitely, that’s on Jay. If we get another situation like with Casey Holliday, where I embarrass a champion and make them run from me like an injured puppy, that's on Jay. Anything I do, is no longer my fault, because I told Jay what I was coming back to this company for. I told Jay that I wasn’t going to sit here and be roster fodder like Phoenix or Apex, or these other groups of blowhards that couldn’t lace up boots correctly. I was going to be the franchise face of this company, LIKE I SHOULD’VE BEEN FIVE YEARS AGO!!!”

Danielson finishes his drink and looks at the camera with absolutely no emotion whatsoever. He is completely deadpan, but the range of internal emotion screams in his eyes as he ends his promo with…

Billy Danielson - “Whatever happens from here on out isn’t my problem... and I hope you can live with that Jay.”

Billy reaches up and turns the lamp light off, fading the segment to black and ending it.
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Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm
“Enforcer” Anthony Cross is still in his wrestling gear walking down the hallway. As he is walking into the trainer’s room Chris Crippler is walking out of the trainer’s room. Anthony and Chris stare at each other.

Chris Crippler: Watch your step. Wouldn’t want you to get injured so soon after making your return to UWL.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross: I am sure that is what you are worried about.

Chris Crippler: Gotta look out for a fellow grizzled veteran.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross: Well then, good looking out.

Chris begins to walk down the hall as Anthony watches him walk away. Anthony turns to the trainer’s room door, opens the door, and walks into the trainer’s room as Chris stops then looks back down to the trainer’s room door before eventually walking away.





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Leytrix appears on screen, Azalo on her left and Nizbel on her right.

“Tonight, poppets, my lovely little Herkmen finally have the opportunity to regain the United States Tag Team Titles, talismans that were so rudely taken from them by Euphoric. Jason Cashe, Chris Madison, congratulations are in order, my lovelies, you swooped in and won the titles but now you must face Azalo and Nizbel and they’re quite hungry to get back their shinnies.”

“Hungry!”

“Shinnies!”

“Worry not, my lovelies, we are not taking you lightly. My lovely little Herkmen know just how good you are. Ever since this match was announced, they have been training with Kalidah and he has been filling their heads with the knowledge they require to win tonight.”

She stops to stroke the Herkmen’s chins before concluding.

“And Robb Daniels, should you decide to interfere in this match. Well, you will have me to answer to.”

She tosses a fireball into the air and the Herkmen cackle with glee. Lotte blows a kiss at the camera and waves.

“Lotte dah dee dum!”

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Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm
The picture cuts up to the announce table.

Cliff Morris - Fans before we go to the next match up. Let's take a look at what happened between Chris Crippler and Ryan Samuels, on April 17th at Championship Extravaganza.

Sameuls brushes the referee aside. He come at Crippler in the corner. Crippler clocks Samuels with a right hand with the object on his hand.

Cliff Morris - That looked like a pair of brass knuckles!

Samuels falls back onto the mat. Crippler hides his hand and covers Samuels, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Crippler quickly puts the object in his tights hiding it away, rising up with a snarl on his face looking around, jerking his arm away from the referee raising his hand himself.


The show returns back to the ring.

Cliff Morris - We saw what happened to Ryan Samuels on at Championship Extravaganza. I am sure he'll not be in the best of moods after what happened in his match with Chris Crippler.

Logan Acker - Ryan Samuels better put that match aside and get it out of his mind. Tonight he has a tough test ahead of him in Anthony Cross.


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Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

Ryan Samuels comes out onto the ramp whipping his bull rope on the stage. Ryan turns mouthing off to the fans as he screams slamming the rope off the ground. Ryan walks down the aisle threatening to hit the fans with the rope as they move back in terror.

Emily Lyle - From Tribune, Kansas, weighing three hundred and twenty pounds, The Midwest Nightmare, Ryan Samuels!

Ryan moves around the ring threatening to whip the referee, swinging his rope around hitting the turnbuckles with it as he moves around the ring.

Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Smoke comes from the entrance way. As the smoke is clearing The Enforcer walks through the smoke and looks out at the crowd.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and seventy five pounds, The Enforcer, Anthony Cross!

Enforcer than walks down to the ring. He walks up the stairs on to the ring apron, looks out at the crowd and lifts his arms out to the side. Enforcer steps through the top and middle ropes. Enforcer walks over to the the opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.

Cliff Morris - We’re ready for action. Anthony Cross and Ryan Samuels are ready to go into battle.

The bell sounds. Ryan stomps around the ring, throwing his arm in the air getting the crowd going. Ryan turns as Cross stares across the ring. They move into a collar and elbow tie up. Ryan takes Cross into a side headlock. Cross sends him off. He hits off the ropes and runs back into Cross and neither man moves. Cross looks at Ryan and he slaps his shoulder and they lock back up. Cross takes Ryan into a side headlock. Ryan sends Cross off. He hits off the ropes running back at Ryan and he hits him with a shoulder block and neither man moves. Ryan looks at Cross as he doesn’t understand it. Cross goes to clothesline Ryan out of nowhere. He ducks under the clothesline attempt. Ryan clocks Cross across the back with a clubbing shot. Ryan grabs Cross dropping down onto the mat with a back body drop. Cross rolls into the ropes grimacing in pain as Ryan returns to his feet throwing his arm into the air screaming as the fans show their respect for Ryan.

Cliff Morris - Anthony Cross looks like he doesn’t know what’s hit him.

Logan Acker - Anthony Cross needs to get off the mat and take it to Ryan Samuels instead of sulking standing near the ropes.

Cross rises up to his feet. They circle one another. They lock up. Cross walks Ryan back into the corner. He leans over ramming his shoulder into Ryan’s stomach. The referee tells them to back it up. Cross hits Ryan with another shoulder to the stomach. Cross comes up and Ryan clocks him with a straight punch which stuns Cross. Ryan comes out of the corner hitting Cross with repeated punches. He sends him into the ropes. Cross hits off the ropes, Ryan takes him down with a shoulder tackle sending him down to the mat. Ryan stands over the fallen Cross dropping a elbow drop down onto him. Ryan covers him, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out!

Ryan grabs Cross around his head pulling him up. As he does, Cross hits Ryan with a pair of punches to his stomach stunning him. He kicks Ryan in his stomach doubling him over. He grabs him around his head into a front facelock. Cross rises up taking him down with a suplex. Cross rises up to his feet, throwing his arms back and hitting his chest. Cross runs off the ropes, running back at Ryan and dropping down onto him with a leg drop. Cross turns covering him, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out!

Ryan staggers up. Cross runs at him taking him down with a spear. He covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Anthony Cross!!
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Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm

The scene opens up to a set-up in the locker room backstage, all dolled up like it's going to church. The lockers are covered by a basic beige curtain and free-standing stools have been slid out of the shot entirely. In their place are a pair of folding chairs with padded seats, separated in the middle by a larger rolling desk chair. A note across the bottom of the scene reads "Earlier Today" and it hangs there for the duration of the segment.

Seated across from one another in either chair are Jackson Burnside and Arch Stanton. The United States Champion has the belt folded up neatly on his lap and he cradles it with one hand. His face is serious, but under the veneer of annoyance there seems to be a hint of amusement. Over the past few weeks he has wound up the man sitting across from him, and now it has all culminated in a somewhat ridiculous way. Jackson, seated across from Arch, is dressed nicer than we typically see him. Wearing black slacks with a light blue shirt with a snazzy brown belt-shoe combo. Like Arch, he appears to be serious about this upcoming talk, but unlike the U.S Champion he doesn't seem amused.

Between them, with a set of notecards is Cliff Morris. Pulled into this by a throwaway comment at the last UWL show, he is now mediating this sit down interview with the two large men who have been at each other's throats since late last year.

Cliff Morris: "Gentlemen, thanks to each of you for getting here bright and early to do this hours before our show tonight. You both know why you're here; Jackson you, well you challenged Arch to this, conversation I guess. And now Arch yo-"

Arch raises a hand, cutting off Cliff.

Arch Stanton: "Cliff you ain't gotta say it. i'm thinkin' the three of us, we got some brains between us. Some more'en others. I had to git up real early, come awn down here because Jackie over there gett'n his feelin's hurt. So, what's it gon' be then, boy? You got me 'n Cliff, yer all dressed up. C'mon, what's eatin' ya up?"

Cliff Morris: "That is where I wanted to start. Jackson, you asked for this, what do you want to say?"

Arch interrupts again before Jackson can answer.

Arch Stanton: "C'mon now, yer talkin' and yellin' all the time. Not a mornin' person, son?"

Jackson takes what feels like a long time and stares at Arch. Cliff waits patiently while the two large men stare holes into one another. Finally Jackson sits up in his seat and leans forward, all while never taking his eyes off of Arch.

Jackson Burnside: "That is? Is this your whole game or something? Come at me like we're a couple of boys with fuzz on our chains and smooth balls? Where's the artist of pain huh? Where's the Arch Stanton who tried to Piledrive me into the concrete and turn my neck into a jigsaw puzzle? What's this schoolyard bully act? You win that belt there and now you're some kind of master manipulator? Gonna repackage yourself?" Jackson shakes his head. "It's a gimmick, I get it. I know that you're the same big S.O.B. you've always been. So you think I don't learn? I'm a smoothbrain uh, was it, a goof?"

Arch Stanton: "That's what I said."

Jackson nods and he smiles.

Jackson Burnside: "Well I'm a goof who wants to put this to an end. And you're a big oaf who wants to dole out life lessons now. So now that we're both sittin' here jawing back and forth, I'm gonna say it real simple. Me and you. No more sneak attacks, jumping each other from behind. Oh sure, we get in the ring in a team match or something there's gonna be razzle dazzle. Just me. Just you. One more time, for that United States Championship."

To emphasize the challenge at the end Jackson points to himself, then to Arch, and then to the US Title folded up on his lap. Arch goes quiet, he refuses to answer. This prompts Cliff to try and push the conversation ahead.

Cliff Morris: "Well Arch, that sounds to be like an official challenge. Are you gonna give Jackson one more match? You two have traded wins and losses, and like Jackson just put it, you can't keep this up forever. The ambushes, the run-ins. Commandeering announce tables to talk trash. This has been on-going for months, and it has to end at some point."

Without missing a bit Arch shakes his head a definitive "no."

Arch Stanton: "I don't think it DOES have to end, Jack. You're the one who wants a piece' of this United States Title? It's YOUR trip, pal! It's over when you say it's over. Whenever you've had enough. If you can't turn into the big, bad sunuvabitch 'yer always sayin y'ar - then take yer damn ball and go home! You wanna be a man? Let's SEE it, son!"

Arch is once again, successfully winding up Jackson.

Jackson Burnside: "You seen the monster I cane be! You've seen the Sueprbeast unleash and run over people like a category-seven hurricane, brother! So strong it blows the meter off register! I blew in threw the doors when I came to UWL and there're few people who've been able to withstand the fury! So brother, how-"

Arch booms loudly, interrupting Jackson and completely cutting him off.

Arch Stanton: "You talk and talk 'bout how ya' came in with a rocket on yer back! Ya blew the doors down. That was months ago, and now you ain't doing anything! Welcome back down to Earth, Jack! Stop talkin'! Let's SEE IT!"

Jackson does his best to keep his temper in check. Cliff Morris has lost the wheel now and tries to right the ship as things go out of control.

Cliff Morris: "Gentlemen! Arch, excuse me because I'm confused. I, we asked if you accepted Jackson's challenge. You shook your head no, and then said you'll keep fighting Jackson and exercising your uh, lessons, until he's tired. So, sorry I've lost track it seems. Do we have a match?"

Arch stares at Cliff, but just grins and continues, no-selling Cliff's pointed question.

Arch Stanton: "You keep on coming 'till you get tired of the whoopin'. See if you can dig down and find that 'superbeast' yer always talkin' 'bout. Otherwise, yer gonna hafta step up. You don’t like they way I conduct my business – then DO somethin’ about it, daddy. Otherwise, don’t be draggin’ us down here first thing'n the mornin' to talk about our FEELINGS!"

Arch stands up and nudges Jackson’s chair with his foot. Jackson breathes hard, but stays seated.

Arch Stanton: "Sometimes, I come to really respect my rival. This is not one of those times. I was hopin’ you’d be made of sterner stuff, boy. Yer just another disappointment. But we could see that over the last few weeks - like when yer knocked yerself out on the ring apron like a damn fool. Yeah. A long list. You don’t have it IN you, Jackie. It ain’t in you. All talk. All bluster, huh Windy City boy?"

Arch puts his hands on his hips and flashes a fake smile. He steps closer, trying to rile Jackson up. Sensing another confrontation, Cliff stands up and backs away, proactive as to avoid getting caught in the middle of the two titanic technicians.

Jackson Burnside: "I’m not going to fight you here, Arch. Maybe you can't get it through that thick melon on your head. I'll settle it with you out in the ring. I don't conduct my business like, this." Jackson throws his arms up to draw attention to the scene. "Like I said, it's some gradeschool, kiddie nonsense."

Arch steps back and shakes his head.

Arch Stanton: "That’s what I thought…"

Jackson Burnside: "Look, I’m trying to be sensible about this whole thing, even if I’d rather break you in half. I'm not trying to tear up a whole damn locker room and send Cliff over there into panic mode. If you want to fight, then accept my challenge. And if you beat me, accept my next challenge. 'Cause I'm gonna keep on coming Arch. My momma taught me to never quit. Though, then again why wait? We’re in the big tag match tonight. Let’s fight then. Enough with the games. Enough with the posturing. You keep telling me to fight like a man – and then you attack me from behind. I’m not falling for it!

This isn’t a game to me, brother. I don’t know what goes on inside your head. I don’t care. I wanted to talk it out, make an offiical challenge for the title – but if you want to fight it out her and ignore my challenge... then we’re gonna haveanother small clash tonight. And it's not gonna end. But truth me told I don't think you want it to. You wanna fight me in the ring, in the locker room, on a boat, on the bus, in the streets, wherevver. You want me to keep coming at you because you love it brother. Hell, maybe so do I. Tonight it’s not one-on-one, but we’ll get a piece of each other. If you want to fight like a MAN, like you keep saying – then enough of this bullsh*t. It has to stop. Accept the challenge Arch. 'Cause like you said, I'm not gonna stop coming until you do."

Arch’s grin fades away. Jackson stares back at him.

Jackson Burnside: "We’ve got the chance. Fate's knocking, and you better answer. 'Cause if you don't its gonna blow the damn door down."

Jackson turns to leave, but stops and looks over at Cliff. At this point, the UWL announcer is practically hiding behind one of the curtains hung up in front of the lockers, simply watching the two big men.

Jackson Burnside: "Didn't go like I wanted it, sorry."

Jackson walks off. Cliff nervously looks over at Arch Stanton. The US Champion grabs his title belt and fixes it, folding it neatly and holds it with one arm against his chests. He's breathing heavily, and he stares down at Cliff. Cliff silently scurries off in the same direction Jackson went, leaving Arch with a lot to mull over.
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Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm QuoteEditlikePost OptionsPost by UWL Office on Apr 24, 2021 at 3:16pm
How about The Deuce? It's another word for Two.

Jason Cashe comes into focus as the camera comes on backstage. His half of the United States Tag Team Championships nicely draped over his left shoulder.

Chris Madison - You want our team name to be a word that also means crap? Not happening.

In the room with Cashe was his better half, his tag team partner, Chris Madison. Madison is sitting backwards on a steel folding chair with his left arm resting on top of the backing. UWL medical staff huddles around him, working on wrapping his left hand and fingers to protect the stitches that were the result of a match that happened in Mainstream Wrestling. The amount of padding, tape, and ace bandage wrap begins to look similar to a club that you would see on a football player’s hand. Cashe couldn’t help himself but stare at the massive wrap job on Madison’s hand.

Jason Cashe - I got it! Black Han--

Madison buries his face in his good hand.

Chris Madison - Good lord Cashe... No. We don't need a name. Madison. Cashe. Those two names say it all!

Pointing at himself and then towards Cashe as the names rolled off of the tip of his tongue. Madison, like many, gets these 'side effects' from being around Jason Cashe. He could be annoying among other labels. Before more name suggestions or an argument from Cashe can take place, another voice can be heard in the background clearing their throat to get their attention. You see Robb Daniels come in from behind Cashe as the US Tag Champions make eye contact with the former UWL World Heavyweight Champion and Owner of Mainstream.

Robb Daniels - How are we doing guys? Madison, you know you don’t have to go out there tonight. Instead, let me propose a different option. Herkmen are going to look to make a statement tonight! The new guys on the roster come in and become Champions on their first show, before they even signed a contract? They will be at their best. They want those belts back! I can stand in for you tonight so that you don’t risk any further injuries to your hand. Cashe and I can take on Herkmen!

Chris Madison - I'm good.

Madison pulled his hand away for a brief moment and raised it into the air.

Chris Madison - This won't hold me back any.

Robb Daniels - I get it. New to the company, don’t want to show any signs of weakness. Just think about it. I am ready to go! All my fingers and toes are without bite marks and if you and Cashe here need a fill in… I'm your guy!

Jason Cashe - Whoa! Whoa! I'ma need something before I co-sign this happening!

Robb Daniels - Huh? Like what?

Chris Madison - Why’d you have to ask?

Jason Cashe - A pair of your expensive sunglasses because we should probably match if we're gonna be partners. AND how do you feel about Mother Boxes as a team name?

Robb Daniels - Umm…

Madison rises from the chair that he is getting wrapped up in. He shakes his head; the only appropriate response to the weird shit Cashe says. Robb gazes at Madison before looking back to Cashe, confused while trying to figure out how to properly respond.

Chris Madison - I’ll Tell you what Robb... We’re good on a replacement tonight. This is our first match since winning the belts and it’s goin’ to take a hell of a lot more than a scratch on my ginger finger or this ridiculous club to stop me from competin’. That’s not to say that this…

Madison waves his index finger on his good hand in a circular motion to point at all three of them.

Chris Madison - …can’t happen. Come with us to the ring. Stand in our corner.

Jason Cashe - Ohhh yeah! Show us that good ol' support you gave Madison recently on the Twit-tar! You can be Player Three to our Par-tay!

Daniels nods his head.

Robb Daniels - Yeah. I’ll take you up on that offer. I’ll leave you two to it. I’ll be ready when you guys are.

Daniels exits the trainer’s room. As soon as the door shuts the US Tag Team Champs give each other a look.

Jason Cashe - So that’s it? My guy is good to go?

The medical personnel in the room nod their heads. Cashe quickly reaches out, snatching a permanent marker that was tucked in the breast pocket of one of their shirts. He pops the cap off and quickly writes on Madison’s wrapped up hand.

Chris Madison - What are you doin’?

Jason Cashe - I’ve got to be the first to sign your cast.

Madison rolls his eyes and lets out a deep sigh.

Chris Madison - We don’t have time to get this rewrapped.

Jason Cashe - All set.

Chris Madison - Our Corners Matter? Seriously? You just love making references don't you?

Jason Cashe - That I do, that I do..

The United States Tag Team Champions finalize getting ready before tonight's match.
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The picture cuts up to the ring.


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Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

The lights go down as the opening drum beats of "Charisma" hit. The lights scroll around the stage. Stepping out onto the stage soaking in the moment. Stepping out of the silhouette from behind the lights, Cooper Hudson soaks up the crowd as they look on in awe.

Emily Lyle - From Chicago, Illinois, weighing two hundred and twenty three pounds, Cooper Hudson!

As he approaches the ring he will take a few deep steps before slowly making his way up the ring steps. He walks along the ring apron and climbs up to the second turnbuckle and looks out at the crowd. He slaps his chest 3 or 4 times before leaning over and slapping the top turnbuckle pad and raising back up with both his arms in the air, fists clenched. He then takes hold of the top ring rope to steady himself before pushing off from the ropes with his feet and vaulting into the ring.

GREATEST
OF
ALL
TIME


"Born for Greatness" by Papa Roach plays as the crowd buzzes, as the crowd goes nuts. The first verse plays out, causing more anticipation. As the verse comes to the end it pauses for a moment. All of the lights go out again, but then come right back on in full brightness!!!

NO WE'RE NOT NAMELESS
WE'RE NOT FACELESS
WE WERE BORN FOR GREATNESS!!!


Emily Lyle - From Chicago, Illinois weighing two hundred and forty pounds, Billy Danielson!!

Suddenly, Billy "The G.O.A.T." Danielson walks out from behind the curtain to a huge pop, as he makes his way down to the ring. He's in wrestling gear, high-fiving fans as he makes his way to the ring. He wipes his feet before going up to the apron, and into the ring. The fans continue to cheer as Danielson throws his arms in the air. He slowly backs into his corner and waits for the bell to ring.

Cliff Morris - It's time for our next match up. As, Billy Danielson takes on Copper Hudson. Both are in need of a win and both are here to face off tonight one on one.

Logan Acker - You don't want to try to make your winning record off Billy Danielson. Cooper Hudson is about to find that out.

The referee calls for the bell. They both move from their corners slowly circling one another. They go to lock up, Billy kicks Hudson in the stomach and hits him across the back. Billy turns gloating to the crowd with his arms stretched out. Billy turns, Hudson nails him with a right hand which stuns him. The crowd gets behind him. Hudson hits Billy again. He sends him into the ropes. Billy hits off the ropes. Hudson leaps into the air clocking Billy with a dropkick sending him down to the mat. Hudson rises up to his feet and tries to get the crowd behind him.

Cliff Morris - Billy Danielson got cocky and it backfired and now Cooper Hudson has control of this match up!

Logan Acker - Now let's make the correct point. Cooper Hudson is doing the exactly same thing.

Billy rises up off the mat. Hudson grabs him into a side headlock. He wrenches his arm around his head. Billy hits Cooper in his lower back with a pair of forearm strikes. He sends Hudson off. Billy takes Hudson down with a clothesline sending him down to the mat. Billy stomps away on Hudson with vicious stomps.

Cliff Morris - Billy Danielson laying in those stomps with tremendous velocity!

Billy jerks Hudson up hitting him with a pair of punches. He grabs him sending him into the corner. Hudson lays back in the corner. Billy runs in at him hitting him with a clothesline in the corner. Billy steps back. Hudson stumbles out of the corner. Billy kicks him in the stomach doubling him over. He grabs him planting him down with a DDT. Billy pushes him over, he covers him, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out!

Billy rises up to his feet. He turns gloating to the crowd, which is meet with a round of boos. Hudson rises up slowly. Billy turns and is met with a pair of punches. Hudson grabs him sending him down with a swinging neckbreaker. Hudson rises up, he steps out to the ring apron. Hudson moves up to the top rope. He leaps off landing down onto Billy with a double foot stomp off the top rope.

Cliff Morris - Cooper Hudson has all the cards after connecting with a double stomp and has Billy Danielson reeling!

Logan Acker - Hudson may have him reeling but can he finish the deal!

Hudson grabs Billy up to his feet. He looks up and looks out at the crowd. Hudson grabs him sending him into the corner. Billy hits the turnbuckles in the corner. Hudson turns, he looks at the crowd. Hudson goes to run at Billy, but he's cut off by Billy running out of the corner and is met with a spear. Billy covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Billy turns, and sits on one knee looking around at the crowd to a course of boos.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Billy Danielson!

Billy holds his arms stretched out with a cocky smirk on his face.

The show cuts to a break.
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Championship Promotions presents live on Pay-Per-View




July 2nd, Baltimore, MD





July 3rd, Myrtle Beach, SC


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Standing in front of a UWL logo'd backdrop is Gregory Murphy, dressed in an oversized grey suit and tie with his hair slicked back and a smile etched on his face. He looks confident as his eyes fixate on the camera, licking his dry lips before opening them whilst clasping his hands together

Gregory Murphy: Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Gregory Murphy and it's a pleasure to be joining you today alongside a man who has cemented his name in the archives of professional wrestling. The hottest commodity in all of professional wrestling, the most marketable man on this side of the globe, the Visionary Veteran, Your Hero and Mine...

The camera pans towards a figure standing next to him.

Gregory Murphy: Mark... Storm.

The camera tilts up, revealing the familiar grim of Your Hero and Mine, stretching from ear to ear.

Gregory Murphy: Legacy. Think of it what you may, but there’s always a time where one questions their own. What they leave behind, forever cemented in the history books but not just as another name but as a dynasty, an example that only comes once in a lifetime for future generations to set themselves to become.

What my client has been able to deliver on the international stage, multiple world championships, match of the year contender, star studded displays on the grandest stages of them all. I’ve worked alongside this man from the time he burst onto the scene over a decade ago and I’ve witnessed him grow, year by year, no matter the cost. He would always come back stronger and wanting more and that hunger, it would push him to the next level. There’s no two ways about it, Your Hero and Mine holds his own for what he’s managed to accomplish in this industry.

Murphy takes a step backwards to allow Storm to take the floor. Storm brings his hood down and paces the area, in deep thought as the camera traces him walking back and forth.

Mark Storm: The best in the world.

He pauses, looking at the camera with a glimmer in his eyes, a smirk cements upon his lips.

Mark Storm: Many men and women have uttered it in this industry. Tried to stake the claim as the best in the world but only a few have ever held that pedigree, that status. In this industry, that's what we all strive to become, let's not beat around the bus, it's the very reason we step inside that four sided ring and sacrifice our bodies - to be the best. Once upon a time, I'd say I was in the upper echelons of this industry.

He chuckles to himself, reminiscing on his former days of glory.

Mark Storm: It's been a while since I stepped foot inside that ring. But you know what they say, form is temporary whilst class is permanent, and I've been working up to this moment. Tonight, I make my first steps on becoming the best in the world again and I know I'll have a formidable opponent in Talia. I've seen the way she's moves in the ring, and the things she can do, it's impressive - there's no denying that. She's been in the business for as long as I have and we've crossed paths on occasions too. But it doesn't matter what I know, or what she thinks she knows, all that matters is what we do in the ring here tonight. I promise you Talia, I'm leaving it all with you here tonight and I'm looking to make an example. There's a hero for hire and you've unfortunately found yourself pinned against me... good luck.

Alongside Murphy, Storm scurries away as the scene fades to black.
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The picture cuts up to the ring.


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Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

"Say You Will" by Evanescene is heard on the sound system. Talia comes out from behind the curtain. When she gets to the ramp, shower fireworks reign down on her. She walks down the ramp with her hips moving back and forth and she is swinging her arms.

Emily Lyle - From Buenos Aires, Argentina, by the way Mexico City, weighing one hundred and twenty five pounds, Talia Areano!

She gets on the apron and enters the ring between the ropes. After that she walks over to the ropes on the right side and stands on the first rope. She then bends over and looks at the fans with a smile on her face. She then gets off the ropes and walks to one side of the ring and waits for the officials to start the match.

Short Change Hero by The Heavy begins to play through the speakers and the lights in the arena simultaneously dim down. Smoke begins to rise from the top of the stage and appearing on the screen above are the following words;




A massive pop ensues as emerging from the back is Your Hero and Mine, Mark Storm; who keeps himself composed as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp. He can't help but allow his sadistic signature smirk to appear upon his lips as he closes his eyes and spreads his arms out wide, soaking in the energy that the audience are giving him as they applaud and cheer.

Emily Lyle - From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds, Mark Storm!

Cliff Morris - We're ready for our next match up as these two are very familiar with one another Talia Areano and Mark Storm.

Logan Acker - Mark Storm is about to show Talia Areano that it was a mistake to return back to UWL and to Championship Promotions for that matter.

The bell sounds. They move from their corners slowly moving into a collar and elbow tie up. Talia nails Storm with a pair of knees to the stomach which stun him. Storm nails her with a hard forearm strike, which stuns Talia. She comes back with a forearm strike of her own, which stuns Storm. He nails her with a pair of hard forearm strikes. Storm grabs her for a belly to back suplex. Talia floats around on Storm landing on her feet. Talia nails him with a leg lariat which sends Storm down to the mat. Talia backs up moving back against the ropes, Storm rises to one knee shaken up.

Cliff Morris - Mark Storm giving Talia Areano a stare as he's trying to regroup after a textbook leg lariat.

Logan Acker - Mark Storm is about to give this Talia Areano a lesson, mark my words.

Storm rises up shakes his head. He moves back across the ring. They go to lock up, Storm knees Talia in the stomach. He grabs her hitting Talia with a pair of forearm strikes. Storm sends her into the ropes. Talia comes off the ropes. Storm leans over throwing Talia up and over with a back body drop. Talia turns stumbling to her feet. Storm runs at her hitting her with a clothesline sending her down to the mat. Storm jerks Talia up hitting her with a pair of hard hitting forearm strikes. He sends her into the ropes. Talia runs off the ropes. Storm goes for a lariat, Talia ducks under. Talia runs at Storm taking him down with a bulldog.

Cliff Morris - Talia Areano catching Mark Storm off guard planting him down with a bulldog putting his face into the mat.

Logan Acker - The referee needs to check Talia Areano after that bulldog. I'm certain she pulled his hair to get him set up.

Talia rises up to her feet. She moves back across the ring. Talia steps back moving across the ring. Talia runs at Storm, she gets met with a kick to the leg. Talia falls to one knee. Storm runs at her clocking her with the Knee to Kill! (Bicycle Knee). Storm covers her, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Storm rises up slowly to his feet.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Mark Storm!

Storm stands with a smirk on his face as the referee raises his hand.

The show cuts to a break.
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(static)


“Hotel Californai” begins to play and we hear the clattering of dishes. Eli Buchanan appears on the screen, standing in the kitchen. He’s cooking something at the stove before turning and waving at the viewers.

“Hello everyone and welcome to Hotel California, such a lovely place. You’ve caught me in the middle of preparing some eggplant parmesan.”

He tosses a few pieces of breaded eggplant into a frying pan and keeps talking as he continues cooking.

“Everyone around here likes to joke that I don’t know how to cook anything, but I love making things in the kitchen. There’s something about focusing on preparing a recipe that’s so great, especially when everything around you seems to be out of your control.”

He laughs a little as he flips the eggplant over in the pan before turning to the camera and frowning.

“I’ve got to admit, we are feeling a little out of control these days. Kalidah and me need something to help focus us, give us purpose again. I just don’t know what that could be.”

He looks back at the frying pan and smiles.

“It’s almost ready. Time to grab some tomato sauce.”

He opens the cupboard to grab the sauce, only to find a puppet with claws for hands staring at him.

“DADDY!”

Eli immediately slams the cupboard shut.

“Nope, not in there.”

Smoke rises from the frying pan beside him and he groans.

“Dammit, I burnnt the eggplant!”

He tosses the pan into the sink with disgust and walks away.

“Lotte, can we order Chinese? I don’t feel like cooking anymore.”

(static)
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Backstage World Champion AJ Knight leans against the wall with his belt over his shoulder. He also has a band-aid, and a bruise on his forehead. He looks oddly chipper all things considered.

AJ Knight: Well, that could have gone better. I'm not too pleased with my second defense. I've got the belt still, but I didn't win. In fact I got my ass whooped, because James Edwards did the one ting I didn't think he would do. He did the one thing I didn't think he COULD do. He fought dirty. He fought like a madman, like a savage! He split me open from EAR TO EAR!

AJ seems a bit worked up, but he begins cackling like a madman...

AJ Knight: He beat me at my own game! Honestly, I'm almost proud of him at this point! He found his edge, his killer instinct! And I know! I'm sure you must think I'm pissed off! That I'm furious about how everything ended up...

AJ shrugs.

AJ Knight: But I assure you I'm not. This is the game that we play here. It's the way I play the game, and if you live by the sword, you die by the sword. That makes us even James. And that puts us in a weird spot right now. Because obviously this isn't over and now there's two ways we can go...

AJ holds up one finger.

AJ Knight: Option one: We keep going on in this ever escalating tit for tat bullshit until someone gets REALLY hurt. I'm not talking a cut on your forehead, or a concussion. But serious life/career threatening injuries. I don't want that James. For either of us. Because honestly, I like you James! You're my best enemy! Which is why I prefer...

AJ holds up two fingers.

AJ Knight: Option two: We call it even. We fight like gentlemen. We see who's the better man, and whoever wins the belt wins. I know which option I prefer. The ball's in your court James. Please make the right choice...

Death glare from AJ...

AJ Knight: I'd rather not have to end you...
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The show returns to the announce desk. We find Cliff Morris and Logan Acker.

Cliff Morris - Two weeks ago at Championship Extravaganza we saw Robb Daniels making a plea to the United States Tag Team Champions Jason Cashe and Chris Madison. Let's take a look at that plea.



LADIES & GENTS, THIS IS THE MOMENT YOU’VE WAITED FOR!

"The Greatest Show" begins to play throughout the arena. The lights slowly dim as the music plays while the spotlights move in sequence across the audience and back to the stage in synch with the beat of the music.

DON’T FIGHT IT, IT’S COMING FOR YOU, RUNNING AT YA
IT’S ONLY THIS MOMENT, DON’T CARE WHAT COMES AFTER
YOUR FEVER DREAM, CAN’T YOU SEE IT GETTING CLOSER
JUST SURRENDER ‘CAUSE YOU FEEL THE FEELING TAKING OVER
IT’S FIRE, IT’S FREEDOM, IT’S FLOODING OPEN
IT’S A PREACHER IN THE PULPIT AND YOUR BLIND DEVOTION
THERE’S SOMETHING BREAKING
AT THE BRICK OF EVERY WALL IT’S HOLDING
ALL THAT YOU KNOW, SO TELL ME DO TOU WANNA GO?

Seemingly hundreds of camera flashes begin lighting up the darkened arena then suddenly the curtain is thrown back and Robb Daniels emerges from behind the curtain...with a very serious look upon his face, he walks down the center of the aisle.

WHERE IT’S COVERED IN ALL THE COLORED LIGHTS
WHERE TGE RUNAWAYS ARE RUNNING THE NIGHT
IMPOSSIBLE COMES TRUE, IT’S TAKING OVER YOU
OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!
WE LIGHT IT UP, WE WON’T COME DOWN
AND THE SUN CAN’T STOP US NOW
WATCHING IT CONE TRUE, IT’S TAKING OVER YOU
OH, THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!

He stops on the apron, wipes his shoes off before stepping through himself. He circles the ring, removing his sunglasses and places them in his shirt pocket. He climbs up on the turnbuckles and looks around at the crowd, smiling and enjoying the moment. He tells the camera that he's the greatest wrestler to ever live before dropping down while the music fades.

Robb Daniels - Ladies and Gentlemen of Knoxville, Tennessee! This is a place that I will always call my home! This is a place where I met my wife and we started our family. This is the place, this is the building that I’ve partaken in some of my all-time favorite bouts against the names of Shawn Stevens, Robbie Venom, Justin Brooks and Jacob Davies. Thompson Boling-Arena...Home of the Tennessee Volunteers! I sure wish I could explain to you how great it feels to be back here in Knoxville...BUT there is a good reason why we packed our bags and moves the first chance we got!

CROWD BOOS!


Robb Daniels - The only reason we stayed here for as long as we did was because the amount of money Jay Jefferson agreed to pay me for all those years to keep my name on the marquee! This town sucks, the people sucks and your sports team suck worse than all of you stupid idiots who paid money to hear me cut you down!

[DANIELS—SUCKS!]
[DANIELS—SUCKS!]
[DANIELS—SUCKS!]
[DANIELS—SUCKS!]
[DANIELS—SUCKS!]


Robb Daniels - Say whatever you want it doesn’t change anything. But what you can do is shut the hell up and sit down. I have business to attend to...See I come here to Championship Extravaganza with a proposal. I’m a business man. A man with deep pockets and a political powerhouse! My name is all over the pages of the UWL history books. And two of my workers out in Seattle have signed on the dotted line to work as a tag team in the Universal Wrestling League.

“Jason Cashe and Chris Madison.”

“Two of the biggest names in the business who come from the same era as myself. We have a lot in common. We’re controversial, envied. We are champions. We all know that everything I touch literally turns to Gold.”

“War Machines, Mainstream and most recently the Uprising. I can help you two take the next step here in UWL and we the Elitist of Professional Wrestling can reign supreme!”

Daniels buttons his suit jacket.

Robb Daniels - I didn’t see you in the back. You haven’t returned my phone calls but you will. Trust me. If you know what’s best for your careers; you’ll pick up the phone and call me back. I’ll see you in two weeks and we can make it official!

Daniels flips the microphone as “This is the Greatest Show” begins playing once again with the show going to commercial with Robb Daniels still in the ring.

The picture cuts up to the ring.


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Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

"BRING THE MOTHERFUCKIN RUCKUS!

BRING THE MOTHERFUCKIN RUCKUS!"


As the cutthroat wordplay of Wu-Tang Clan begins rapping over the beat, Chris Madison steps out from the back. Popping out after him comes Jason Cashe who jumps and lands on his feet before deep inhaling off an air joint. Two men of vastly different styles of fight stand on stage wearing the UWL United States Tag Team Championships! Robb Daniels steps out beside of them with a smirk on his face.

Cliff Morris - Robb Daniels is out with Cashe and Madison. It looks like they heard his plea.

Madison reaches behind him and unbuckles his Tag Belt, raising it high in the air above him with one hand! Cashe moves down the aisle way, heading to the ring.

Emily Lyle - Coming to the ring at a combined weight of 460 pounds! The United States Tag Team Champions! Chris Madison and Jason Cashe!!

Cashe pops up onto the ring apron, pulling himself from a knee to a standing before ducking down through the ropes and entering the ring. Chris Madison rounds the corner and climbs the steel stairs and walks the apron before entering the ring. Both ready to compete. Robb Daniels stands next to them as he looks around with a smirk on his face.

The lights in the arena go out as “Attack of the Heretics” begins to play and a red fog covers the stage. Lotte comes dancing out and she looks around. She looks back and forth, calling “Azalo? Nizbel?” The two green-faced creatures rise out of the mist and crawl to Lotte’s side.

Emily Lyle - At a total combined weight of three hundred and ninety two pounds, Azalo and Nizbel, The Herkmen!

She pats them on the head and points at the ring. The duo immediately rush the ring, sliding in under the ropes, while Lotte slowly skips to the ring. They chase the ring announcer and the referee from the ring. The mayhem only ends when Lotte reaches the ring and beckons them to her in their corner and they wait for the match to begin.

Cliff Morris - Here we are it's the United States Tag Team Champions Jason Cashe and Chris Madison taking on the Herkmen in a non-title match up. Look who's out here with Cashe and Madison, Robb Daniels.

Logan Acker - The Herkmen better watch Robb Daniels. That crafty character can be a distraction.
The bell sounds. Starting the match off is Azalo and Cashe. They circle one another. Cashe is talking to Azalo. They go to lock up. Chase kicks Azalo in the stomach and hits him with a clubbing shot. He runs back off the ropes back at Azalo and hits him with a knee lift. Azalo staggers. Cashe catches him with a pair of forearm strikes. Robb Daniels looks on. Cashe goes to send Azalo into the ropes. But, Azalo reverses it sending Cashe into the ropes. Azalo grabs Cahse taking him down with a dropkick. Azalo rises up and runs at Cashe with a knee to his chest. He jerks him up and Cashe hits him with a wild punch which staggers Azalo back against the ropes. Cashe comes at Azalo and lifts Azalo up dropping him across the top rope throat first. Azalo falls back on the mat. Cashe covers him, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out!

Cahse looks at the referee smacking his hands together for a faster count. He rises up tagging in Madison. He comes running in hitting Azalo with a running forearm strike. Robb nods his head. Madison hits him with repeated forearm strikes. He grabs Azalo throwing him down with a belly to belly suplex. Madison floats around and goes for a arm triangle choke. Azalo slides out and gets to the ropes. He tags in Nizbel.

Cliff Morris - Azalo escapes the arm triangle choke attempt from Chris Madison and makes the tag to Nizbel.

Nizbel steps into the ring as Madison leans over in a striking stance. Nizbel comes at him. Madison meets him with a pair of knees to the stomach. He grapples him back into the corner. Madison lays in a pair of forearm strikes. He grabs Nizbel throwing him with a hip toss out of the corner. Madison grabs Nizbel locking his arms. He fights to get free, but just can’t. Madison whips him around and clocks him with the Comatosed (Rip Cord Roaring Elbow) straight to the back of Nizbel’s head (Rip Cord Roaring Elbow). Madison pushes Nizbel over on his back covering him, as Cashe runs in cutting Azalo off. The referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Robb Daniels enters the ring and they all three, Cashe, Daniels, and Madison all stand together.

Emily Lyle - The winners of this match Jason Cashe and Chris Madison!

The three stand together as the fans look on.

The show cuts to a break.




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Team Madness was seen backstage, championships sat behind them with a huge 'Team Madness' flag hanging on the wall, with a cat and cupcake on it. They were talking & laughing loudly - they stood in front of a TV and were playing Mortal Kombat.

Echo Layne: Why you cheating?

Echo shouted angrily as she pressed the button repeatedly.

Alex Monroe: Girl. I'm NOT cheating. Team Madness doesn't do that. I'm simply finding a way to outsmart you!

Echo growled as she hit the buttons over and over.

Echo Layne: THIS IS MY THING!

Alex laughed.

Alex Monroe: Flawless Victory!

Echo looked at Alex angrily.

Echo Layne: About to give Jason his wish!

Alex laughed.

Alex Monroe: Oh, please. This place would be totally lost without us.

Echo Layne: They would still have one!

Alex Monroe: ECHO.

Echo laughed and hit replay.

Echo Layne: Get over here!

Abby Joseph soon interrupted them.

Alex Monroe: We're busy!

Abby Joseph: Team Madness? Hey, you ready for your match tonight?

Abby didn't care and that irritated Alex.

Alex Monroe: Abby, we're ALWAYS ready and overcome anything that comes our way. Did you NOT see our match last week? We are simply the best!

Abby Joseph: You used your boot to win that match? You technically cheated, you overcame nothing.

Echo laughed.

Echo Layne: What? Nah. Why so hostel? GIRL you need to borrow my glasses? We won fair and square like we always do.

Abby Joseph: Tonight you face Euphoric, James Edwards and Jackson Burnside?

Alex Monroe: Yeah, we know, we saw the card. Your point? We got this.

Abby Joseph: You won't be able to pull those silly antics that you do with them? This team is not to be taken lightly.

Alex Monroe: 'Antics'. You mean winning? Look at OUR team ABBY. Gold. We're ALL golden, we all have championships! That means we're BETTER than them. Duh.

Echo laughed.

Abby Joseph: The real question is can you trust your teammates?

Alex and Echo laughed.

Echo Layne: The real question is, Abby. Can they trust us?

Alex Monroe: No matter what? We're gonna do what we do best..

Abby Joseph: Cheat?

Alex looked at Abby with annoyance.

Alex Monroe: Shut up, Abby. Win.

Echo Layne: Flawless Victory!

Alex Monroe: Now GO.. we're busy!

Abby Joseph: Ladies and Gentlemen, Team Madness...