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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:15:02 GMT -5
Candlejack (0-1) v. Jason “Blackheart” Thunder (0-1) v. “The Six Shooter” Tobias Blume (0-1)
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a triple threat match! The first competitor to score a pinfall or submission will be the winner!
“Shh!” says a voice and the lights cut off, “Its Candlejack-“
“Clownmare” by IT Follows begins to play and the cameras as an the audience. As the breakdown hits hit, Candlejack enters from the audience, cigar smoldering as it’s crushed between his teeth, beer in hand. First down. Candlejack finishes his beer casually on his way to the ring. When the lyric, “I see this clown in my dreams..” has hit, Jack will have made his way to the center stage where he slowly opens his arms. Last down: Candlejack stops in the crowd, holds a finger up, and turns up the beer. He takes one last drag of the cigar before flicking it away and as the lyric, “I see this clown in my dreams..” plays, he makes his way to introduce his fists to his opponents face.
Tiffany Styles: Heading down the aisle hailing from parts unknown, he stands at six feet five inches tall and weighs in at 279 pounds…he is CANDLEJACK!!!
’In the End” by Linkin park hits and Black Heart enters with a hoody on when his music starts then he walks. He takes the hoody of when he reaches the center of the ramp. He then walks towards the ring and enters. He then he bumps his chest in the center of the ring.
Tiffany Styles: Making his way down the aisle, he hails from Los Angeles, California, standing at five feet seven inches tall and weighing in at 190 pounds…he is JASON “BLACKHEART” THUNDER!!!!
The sound of a revolver bullet going off is heard going off before "Got Your Six" by Five Finger Death Punch's smooth acoustic guitar hits the speakers. The crowd becomes unglued with a decent pop, as Tobias Blume comes out from the back with his jacket hood up syncing his movements with the drums. He wears a cocky grin on his face before he bows down and presses his hands against the floor a-top the entrance ramp. As the words "I'M A FUCKIN' SOLDIER" is heard, he springs up, pulls down the hood, and spits a stream of water out of his mouth before shouting in excitement. He bangs his head to the beat of his own drum as he makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans before climbing the steel-steps and posing on the second rope, pointing two finger guns at the camera, before shooting them off and hopping into the ring over the top rope. He hops in place before moving to the corner and removing his jacket, getting ready for the match ahead.
Tiffany Styles: Heading to the ring, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, he stands at five feet eleven inches and weighs in at 205 pounds…he is “THE SIX SHOOTER” ROBIAS BLUME!!!!!
The bell rings and Tobias charges at Candlejack who immediately hits a Whisper in the Wind (Head Stomp). Candlejack stands eerily in the center of the ring with Tobias unconcious. Candlejack turns to Blackheart who hits a super kick followed by a step up enziguri. Candlejack goes for a clothesline but Blackheart connects with a codebreaker. Tobias gets to his feet and is brought to the ground by Blackheart with a Russian Leg Sweep. Blackheart covers …1 …2 …Candlejack breaks it up with a leg drop but Blackheart moves and the leg drops across Tobias’ neck. Candlejack gets to his feet and is met with The Devil’s Blade (Discus Forearm) from Blackheart that knocks Candlejack out of the ring. Tobias gets up and is hit with The Angel’s Fall (Reverse RKO). Blackheart covers …1 …2 ….3!!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…JASON “BLACKHEART” THUNDER!!! |
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:15:32 GMT -5
The World Champion
EWF Evolution opens to an empty ring when suddenly a guitar chord is heard and the words “On your knees dog” echo throughout the PA system. “King of Kings” begins to play in earnest and “The Heir Apparent” Andy Donahue steps out from the curtain with a smile and begins to walk to the ring. “The Queen of the West Side” Shannon Riley steps out next with a microphone in hand and the music stops.
Shannon Riley: Ladies and gentlemen, may I now introduce to you…your current reigning and first ever Empire Wrestling Federation World Champion…the greatest wrestler of all time, and the man who will defeat either Arthas Lance, Lou Natic or Realm at Imperial Insanity…my fiance…”The One Man Dynasty” John Cavanagh!!
”King of Kings” picks up again and John Cavanagh steps out from behind the curtain with the World Championship slung over his shoulder. John and Shannon make their way to the ring with Shannon keeping a close hand on the championship. Andy is waiting and holding the ring ropes open for both John and Shannon to step in the ring. Shannons hands John the microphone.
Robert Spollen: Its not enough this slippery bastard stole the championship from Lou Natic he has to come out here and address us as well?
Devin Hart: You should be quiet, if he hears you he might sick Andy Donahue on you.
Robert Spollen: I’m a 63 year old man, real group of tough guys you idolize!
John Cavanagh: Did you people expect to see anyone else out here on the opening segment of this show? Did you all honestly think that one of those other seven punks, would be here tonight as your first EWF World Champion? What some wannabe legend like Deathmatch Devin? Some laid back, cool dude like Dank Sinatra? Some dumb reckless schmuck like Lou Natic? Somebody that all of the people actually love and hold in high regard, right? Not the bastard that this wrestling world has come to know. Not the miserable prick that some of you despise and some of you idolize. Not the “opportunistic” asshole that you all know as John Cavanagh, right? He’s too old. He’s too washed up, he ain’t got what it takes anymore! Well, to all of you who thought one of the young’ns were gonna come to MY show and take MY belt…better luck next time, shitheads! I know that we’ve only got so much TV time and we’ve got a pretty stacked show…so stacked that, well, the champ got the night off. That’s ok, Shannon and I have plans to attend to after my baby brings home the number one contender spot for the Women’s Championship. Andy Donahue over here, this beast of a human being, he will take care of whoever the hell he faces in the Old Glory Tournament tonight and then bulldoze through two other sorry pieces of garbage and we will hold the two top championships in this promotion!
Now, I know a lot of people have questions about our relationship with Dennis Slater. Dennis, he’s just about as opportunistic as myself. I brought Andy Donahue to Dennis a few days before Emperor’s Cup, right after I met the guy at my old trainer’s gym. I told Dennis he should sign the kid, Dennis being the greedy prick for talent he seems to be decided to sign him on the spot…I mean look at the guy, he can rip your head off with little effort. When I was there I asked Dennis about his Lou Natic problem told him don’t worry about Lou, if the prick made it to the finals I’d be there to take him down a peg or two…and who was there to get the job done? This guy, that’s who! I’ll be honest, I don’t have a working agreement with our so called “boss”. If Dennis wants to lend a helping hand, because he can’t stomach the thought of some ungrateful punk like Lou Natic holding his championship…who am I to turn away that hand? Lou, you would have done the same thing had the rolls been reversed and you know it.
As for the pile of human excrement I beat in the semi-finals, Arthas Lance, the pile of dog shit Realm that I didn’t get to beat and the two of them wrapped together and set ablaze sorry excuse for “competition” Lou Natic…whichever one of you gets to take home the winner’s purse tonight, congratulations…you’ll be the asshole who gets to lose to John Cavanagh at Imperial Insanity!
John Cavanagh tosses the microphone down as “King of Kings” hits and EWF Evolution goes to a commercial.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:15:58 GMT -5
American Muscle (1-1) v. Animabus Damnatis (0-4) v. The Arizona Outlaws (1-1) v. The Scots (0-0)
Fatal Fourway Match
EWF World Tag Team Championship Number One Contender Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a fatal four tag team match to determine which team will receive an opportunity to face The Destruction at Imperial Insanity for the EWF World Tag Team Championship! Two competitors will begin the match and may make tags to any member of any team. The first pin fall or submission will win the match!
As “Kickstart My Heart” winds up, the lights go down. Mondo and Blackwell come running out of the curtain, pumping each other with small shoves to the chest. They stop at the top of the ramp to flex for the fans, pointing to the audience and shouting “Let’s go!” They energetically make their way down the aisle high-fiving the fans who reach out to them. At ringside, they continue to pump up the crowd, clapping their hands and jumping to the pumping rhythm of the music as they both make their way around opposite ends of the ring. They both roll slide into the ring from their respective sides, and take center stage in the middle of the ring where they both flex and show off their physiques in each direction of the roaring crowd.
Tiffany Styles: Making their way down the aisle weighing in at a total combined weight of 565 pounds, the team of Leon Mondo and Mason Blackwell…AMERICAN MUSCLE!!!
The lights turn a blood red and Ov Fire and The Void - Behemoth hits. Smoke puffs out of the tunnel way as The Master leads out The Creature and The Monster. The Master is animated interacting with the camera and fans while The Monster and The Creature walk in a trance behind him to the ring.
Tiffany Styles: Walking down the aisle, accompanied by The Master, weighing in at a total combined weight of 600 pounds, the team of The Creature and The Monster…ANIMABUS DAMNATIS!!!
The opening chords of The Animals' hit "The House of the Rising Sun" begin to play as two large men make their way from behind the curtain. Both men are wearing matching black vests with a cut out of the state of Arizona on the back and a bottom rocker that says "Outlaws". Clay Holliday and Austin Earp walk to the ring in blue denim jeans. The two men enter the ring and wait for the match to begin.
Tiffany Styles: Making their way to the ring, weighing in at a total combined weight of 550 pounds, the team of Austin Earp and Clay Holliday…THE ARIZONA OUTLAWS!!!!
The Scottish Bag Pipes echo throughout the arena as the two kilt-wearing Scotsmen Paul Barclay and Jack Haggart make their way to the ring smiling for the crowd and slapping hands. The Scots walk up the steps and get into the ring and remove their kilts and their "Real Men Wear Kilts" shirts and throw them to the crowd.
Tiffany Styles: Making their way to the ring, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland, they weigh in at a combined weight of 505 pounds…Paul Barclay and Jack Haggart…they are THE SCOTS!!!!
The bell rings, Clay Holliday and The Monster begin the match in the ring. The two behemoths stare down in the center of the ring, Clay Holliday begins to trash talk but The Monster remains a statue. Clay is visibly annoyed from the lack of response and he slaps The Monster across the face. Clay puts his hands around The Monster’s throat and backs him in to a corner but The Monster breaks the hold and delivers a jab to Clay’s throat and then picks Clay up by the shoulders and tosses him into the turnbuckles. The Monster begins to work over Clay’s midsection with a series of boots and jabs. The Monster picks Clay up on his shoulder.
Robert Spollen: Look at the strength of The Monster, its damn near superhuman.
Devin Hart: I mean, The Master did say he used millions of souls to create these two so that’s a lot of strength in one body.
Mason Blackwell makes a tag on Clay’s boot. The Monster slams Clay down with a running power slam and goes for a cover but the referee doesn’t count. Mason runs and drops a knee on the back of The Monster’s head and begins to hit a series of rights. Mason lets The Monster get to his feet while still hitting rights. The Monster backs into the corner and Mason charges with a lariat in the corner. Mason rings The Monster’s arm and tags in his partner Leon Mondo. Leon climbs to the top and drops a double axe handle on The Monster’s arm. Mason steps out and Leon charges The Monster and connects with a running big boot. The Monster backs into the ropes and The Creature makes a tag on his partner.
Robert Spollen: Quick tags will be the key to taking home the win for these men.
Devin Hart: I’d say so, just have to make sure one member of your team is on the inside to win this one.
Leon goes for a clothesline on The Creature but misses and The Creature hits him with an overhead belly to belly suplex. The Creature covers …1 …2 …kickout! The Creature pulls Leon to his feet and throws him to the turnbuckles, charges and squashes Leon with a splash in the corner. The Creature pulls Leon out of the corner and lifts him up on to the top turnbuckle. The Creature follows and executes a superplex on Leon. The Creature crawls back on top of Leon for another cover …1 …2 …kickout! The Creature gets up and moves back to his corner, he and The Monster stare at each other, no words exchanged but its as if they are communicating. Leon gets up and delivers a running big boot to the back of The Creature’s head that sends The Creature crashing to The Monster who falls off of the apron.
Robert Spollen: That’s what you have to do against monsters like Animabus Damnatis.
Devin Hart: Something tells me that didn’t even make a dent in either of them.
Leon grabs The Creature and tosses him to the ropes, Paul Barclay commits a blind tag. Leon picks The Creature up for a tilt-a-whirl slam. Leon hooks the leg but Paul delivers a kick to the side of the head. Leon moves to his feet in a daze Paul connects with a running big boot and then lifts Leon in to a bearhug. The referee checks Leon for a submission but Leon shakes the referee off and drives a fist into Paul’s face. Another two fists and Paul lets go of the hold. Leon tosses Paul to the ropes but Paul comes back with a flying shoulder. Paul covers Leon …1 …2 …kickout! Paul shakes his head and pulls Leon to his feet but Leon connects with a right hand to the gut. Leon picks Paul up and delivers a spinebuster. Leon begins to crawl towards Mason who’s hand is outstretched. Paul is able to tag his partner Jack Haggart. Jack runs across the ring and grabs Leon by his foot to stop Leon from tagging in Mason.
Robert Spollen: I think if Mason Blackwell can find his way back into this match he is ready to do some serious damage.
Devin Hart: I mean, it’s not like he learned anything else at college…just how to hit the gym and toss somebody around.
Jack slams Leon’s knee to the mat. Jack waits for Leon to get to his knees and strikes with a Shining Wizard. Jack goes for the cover …1 …2 …kickout! Jack lines up for Leon and lets Leon get to his feet, Jack goes for a springboard bulldog but Leon catches him in mid air and drives him to the mat with a fallaway slam. Leon gets to his feet slowly and moves towards his partner slowly. Before Leon can reach Mason, Austin Earp of the Arizona Outlaws hops into the ring and clotheslines Leon. The referee makes Austin go back to the apron.
Robert Spollen: Now just what in the hell was the purpose of that?
Devin Hart: Isn’t it obvious? Leon has been having a hurting put on him…if you keep Leon in the ring, you hope to get tagged in and pick up the pieces that are left of him.
Austin and clay give each other high fives on the apron while Mason chews them out from across the ring. Jack gets back to his feet and pulls Leon to the center of the ring. Jack hits the rope and Austin makes yet another blind tag. Jack hits a running senton on Leon but turns around to Austin Earp grabbing him by the head and throwing him through the middle ropes. Austin turns around and begins to land his cowboy boots on Leon Mondo. Austin pulls Mondo to his feet and tosses Mondo face first to the turnbuckles. Austin begins to use his boot to choke at Leon in the corner as the referee breaks the hold at the count of four.
Robert Spollen: I think Austin Earp is getting a bit too cocky for his own good here.
Devin Hart: It ain’t like he’s much smarter than these brain dead meat heads.
Austin tosses Leon to the ropes where Clay lands a boot to the back of Leon’s head. Leon fumbles from the ropes and Austin hits him with a cutter. Austin covers …1 …2 …kickout! Austin can’t believe Leon is still kicking out so he gets up and shrugs it off. Paul Barclay screams from The Scots’ corner and Austin approaches him. Austin slaps Paul across the face and returns to Leon who hits him with a clothesline out of desperation. The two men lay on the mat as the referee begins his ten count.
Robert Spollen: Leon Mondo ain’t done yet, there’s still some gasoline left in that tank!
Devin Hart: I’m assuming no pun intended on the whole gasoline, American Muscle thing right?
Before the referee can get to four The Scots enter the ring and charge at Clay Holliday blasting him off of the apron with a double forearm smash. The two large Scottish men then charge Animabus Damnatis and knock them off of the apron with the same double forearm smash attack. Paul grabs Austin who is at his feet and lifts him up in a bearhug while Jack hits off of the ropes and jumps to deliver a clothesline to complete the Braveheart. The Scots erupt in screams as Clay Holliday gets to his feet and the two men climb outside and begin to double team Clay Holliday on the outside. Mason Blackwell’s arm is outstretched and Leon Mondo is finally able to make the tag to Mason. Mason hits the ring as The Creature gets back to his apron and Mason knocks him off the apron with a flying head butt. Austin is up and is turned inside out with a lariat from Mason. The Monster steps one leg over the top and Mason catches him with a running big boot that sends him back to the outside. Mason grabs Austin and hits a release German Suplex. Leon gets back in the ring and lifts up Austin in a German Suplex deadlift while Mason climbs to the top and they hit the Muscle Plex (Flying Clothesline/German Suplex combo). Mason covers Austin …1 …2 …3!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners, Mason Blackwell and Leon Mondo…AMERICAN MUSCLE!!!!
As American Muscle celebrate in the ring The Scots continue to do a number on Clay Holliday. Austin Earp slowly rolls out of the ring and makes a half hearted attempt to save his opponent as The Arizona Outlaws and The Scots continue to battle their way up the ramp way as EWF Evolution cuts to a commercial.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:16:16 GMT -5
Lou Natic Arrives
EWF Evolution returns from a commercial break to the parking lot and “The Unbalanced” Lou Natic is seen stepping out of his red Dodge Charger. Lou begins to walk towards the door where he is met by “Tough” Tony Martini
Tony Martini: Lou Natic, a word about what happened at the Emperor’s Cup?
Lou looks to Tony and takes off his sunglasses.
Lou Natic: A word? How about a little more than that Tony…I’m going to kill Dennis Slater, John Cavanagh and Andy Donahue!
Tony Martini: Lou, John was just in the ring earlier stating that he and Shannon had somewhere to go after her match, does that mean its fair to assume that we won’t see any underhanded tactics in the main event tonight?
Lou stops for a moment and smiles.
Lou Natic: Wait…him and his bitch are leaving early?
Tony Martini: Well, that’s what he said…yes….
Lou smiles and turns back around. He walks to his Charger, gets in and speeds off as EWF Evolution cuts back to ringside.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:16:36 GMT -5
Juanita (0-1) v. Justice Cross (0-1) v. “The Queen of the West Side” Shannon Riley (0-1)
Triple Threat Match
EWF World Women’s Championship Number One Contender Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a triple threat match to decide who will face Ash Everett for the EWF World Women’s Championship at Imperial Insanity! The first pin fall or submission will win this match!
“Escapate Conmigo” by Wisin and Ozuna hits the sound system and “The Latin Lover” Carlito Rodriguez struts out with a white suit and a red rose held in his lips by the stem, his manager and lover Juanita comes out in a black dress and the two dance their way to the aisle. Carlito and Juanita pick a beautiful young woman at ringside to give the rose. Juanita walks up the steps while Carlito holds the middle and lower rope open for his love to enter. Carlito remains in his suit at ringside while Juanita prepares for her match.
Tiffany Styles: Making her way to the ring, accompanied by “The Latin Lover” Carlito Rodriguez, she hails from San Juan, Puerto Rico, standing at five feet three inches and weighing in at 115 pounds…she is JUANITA!!!
Light a Fire begins to play over the pa system and then Justice walks out onto the ramp with her arms in the air. Her thumb, index finger, and pinky would also be point upwards on both hands as well. When the sentence "Let me light a fire in you tonight" plays she bends down a bit then straightens herself back out. Justice continues to the ring with a smirk on her face before climbing onto the stairs. When she would get half way onto the apron she turned her back to the ropes then did a back flip over them. With both feet on the ground she would go over to each side of the ring smirking as the fans had mixed reactions towards her.
Tiffany Styles: Approaching the ring hailing from St. Louis, Missouri, she stands at five feet three inches tall and weighs in at 126 pounds…she is JUSTICE CROSS!!!
"Cross my heart, hope to die, to my lover I'll never lie..." is heard echoing throughout the EWF's sound system as "The Queen of the West Side" Shannon Riley steps out of the tunnel way in a green top and bottom. Shannon struts to the ring with John Cavanagh accompanying her. Cavanagh walks up the steel steps and holds the middle and bottom rope open so that Shannon can enter the ring. Shannon turns to Cavanagh and gives him a kiss as Cavanagh gets down to ringside and Shannon gets ready for her match.
Tiffany Styles: Walking down the aisle, accompanied by “The One Man Dynasty” John Cavanagh, she hails from Hell’s Kitchen, New York, she stands at five feet six inches tall and weighs in at 130 pounds…she is “THE QUEEN OF THE WEST SIDE” SHANNON RILEY!!!
The bell sounds and Justice flies across the ring at Shannon with a Lou Thesz Press while Juanita stands back. Justice begins to level Shannon with punches, Juanita waits and hits off of the ropes and delivers a dropkick to the side of Justice’s head. Juanita springs up and drops an elbow on Shannon Riley. Juanita goes for the quick cover …1 …Justice breaks it up with a forearm smash. Justice and Juanita get to their feet and begin to exchange punches in the center of the ring. Shannon gets to her feet and hits to ropes flying across both women a flying crossbody. Shannon gets up and clotheslines Juanita down. Shannon goes for a clothesline on Justice as well but Justice ducks and grabs Shannon for a neckbreaker.
Robert Spollen: This is what I would expect to see here, lots of back and forth action.
Devin Hart: All I know is I could watch these lovely three ladies move around all night.
Juanita charges for a clothesline at Justice but Justice flips Juanita on to Shannon by way of an arm drag. Juanita rolls off Shannon and the two women lay next to each other. Justice drops an elbow drop on both of her opponents. Justice climbs to the top rope and perches herself. Juanita and Shannon get up and Justice hits Juanita with a Missile Dropkick that sends Juanita slamming into Shannon. Justice covers Juanita …1 …2 …Shannon breaks up the pin. Shannon climbs over Juanita and grabs Justice’s head and begins to bounce it off of the canvas.
Robert Spollen: Shannon Riley is using Justice Cross’ head like a basketball!
Devin Hart: What else did you expect? I’m sure John taught her a thing or two.
Shannon gets off of Justice and delivers a spinning wheel kick to Juanita. Juanita is stunned as Justice gets to her feet. Shannon takes both of her opponents and drives their heads in to one another. Shannon lets both women regain themselves up against the ropes and then clotheslines them both over the top to the floor. Shannon hits off of the far rope and connects on both of her opponents with a tope suicida. The three are down on the outside.
Robert Spollen: We have three women down on the ground and it’s not even Devin’s fault.
Devin Hart: Hey just what in the hell is that supposed to mean?!
The three begin to get to their feet around the same time. Juanita delivers a forearm to Justice. Shannon flies to the air but Juanita deflects her into the guard rail. Justice grabs Juanita from behind and lays her down on the outside with an inverted DDT. Justice grabs Shannon by the hair and tosses her to apron. Justice pulls Shannon and rolls her back inside the ring. Justice climbs up on the apron and then takes her time getting in the ring as Shannon begins to get up. Justice steps through the ropes and Juanita grabs her by the ankle. Justice tries to get her leg away but Juanita won’t let her go. Shannon comes up from behind and rolls up Justice …1 …2 …kickout! Juanita slides in and grabs Shannon. Juanita delivers a right had to Shannon’s face and then throws her through the middle ropes, Shannon holds and and stays on the apron.
Robert Spollen: At some point one of these ladies is going to have to be incapacitated for someone to win this one.
Devin Hart: There in lies the problem with a triple threat match, it’s not exactly the easiest type of match to win.
Juanita pulls up Justice but Justice lands a jab to the gut and follows it up with a jawbreaker. Juanita stumbles while Shannon gets to her feet on the apron. Justice dropkicks Juanita to the ropes and Juanita’s skull crashes into Shannon’s face. Shannon falls to the arena floor as John Cavanagh goes to check on her. Juanita turns around to the Lights Out (RKO) from Justice. Justice covers …1 …2 …3!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner and the number one contender to the EWF Women’s Championship…JUSTICE CROSS!!!
The lights begin to flicker as Justice’s arm is raised in victory.
Robert Spollen: Now just what in the hell is going on here?
Devin Hart: Did you hear that?
A blood curling female scream is heard and the lights go off. The scream is heard again and the lights come back on. Justice Cross is in the center of the ring covered in blood as EWF Evolution cuts to a commercial break.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:16:53 GMT -5
Deathmatch Devin Confronts Dennis Slater
EWF Evolution returns from a commercial break to Dennis Slater filing through papers in his office with two large bodyguards around his desk. The door is heard opening and the bodyguards begin to tense up. Deathmatch Devin walks into the camera’s view.
Deathmatch Devin: Hey, Dennis.
Dennis Slater: Hey, Devin. That’s Mr. Slater to you.
Devin rolls his eyes thanks to his newfound resentment of his employer.
Deathmatch Devin: I guess you have this whole Old Glory Championship tournament stacked up against me tonight somehow.
Dennis Slater: Not at all Devin, you’ve always been respectful up until lately. It’s all the same as the Emperor’s Cup completely randomized drawing to determine who faces off against who.
Deathmatch Devin: While I’m glad to hear you’re not that much of an asshole to try and screw me like you screwed Lou Natic I don’t want to be randomized. I want to face that punk Andy Donahue in the first round.
Dennis laughs at the request.
Dennis Slater: You have got to be kidding me, right? You actually want to face Andy Donahue in the first round?
Devin doesn’t respond he just stares at Dennis with serious intent on his face.
Dennis Slater: Fine. Now at least no one can say I tried to screw you.
Devin smiles and goes to leave but Dennis speaks once more.
Dennis Slater: And, um, Devin…I’ll even give you home field advantage and make it an Extreme Combat Rules Match but don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Devin, who is now with his back facing Dennis, is overcome with a smile and joy to hear that news. Devin walk off as Evolution goes back to the ringside area.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:17:25 GMT -5
The Destruction (1-0) v. Los Despiadados (1-1)
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a tag team match and is scheduled for one fall.
Red lights begin the flash all over the arena as Bodies by Drowning Pool begins to play. The Destruction walk out side by side and stand on the entrance ramp. They both raise their arms to the air and then point at the ring. They walk to the ring and climb in. They each take a different turnbuckle and climb it and stare at the entrance awaiting the opponents.
Tiffany Styles: Making their way down the aisle, accompanied by Mr. Hammon, hailing from Madison, Wisconsin and weighing a total combined weight of 508 pounds, they are the EWF World Tag Team Champions, the team of Bulldozer and Jackhammer…THE DESTRUCTION!!!!
“Latin Lingo” by Cypress Hill hits the sound system and Los Despiadados come running out from behind the curtain zig-zagging from side to side of the crowd giving high fives. Los Despiadados get to the ring and hand one mask to a young fan each at ringside only to reveal their masks beneath their entrance masks. Los Despiadados hop to the apron and leap up to the top turnbuckle outstretching their arms on opposite sides of the ring.
Tiffany Styles: Making their way to the ring, weighing in at a total combined weight of 425 pounds, the team of Anarquia and Salvaje…LOS DESPIADADOS!!!
Before the bell can ring “Rock and Roll” by Led Zeppelin hits and “The Boss” Dennis Slater steps out to EWF Underground with a smile on his face and a microphone in his right hand.
Dennis Slater: I just wanted to come out here and take a moment to personally congratulate you. To personally congratulate The Destruction for winning that five team ladder match at Emperor’s Cup and become our first World Tag Team Champions! I also wanted to take a moment to thank Mr. Hammon.
Mr. Hammon begins to smile in the ring and patting the backs of The Destruction who stand with their championships still around their waists.
Dennis Slater: I wanted to thank you for being the most recent employee to have the nerve to call me out. You say you’re always confident in these boys am I right?
Tiffany Styles hands her microphone to Mr. Hammon.
Mr. Hammon: Why yes that’s right, I know that these two boys right here, Bulldozer and Jackhammer, can beat any sorry sack of potatoes that you and the rest of your sorry talent relations team can muster up. These two masked fools, the kilt-wearing idiots, the desert cowboy hillbillys, the boys from the hood, the halloween twosome, whoever you’ve got!
Dennis Slater: Well, not that I’m denying these men…they certainly proved their ability at Emperor’s Cup…but, I am going to make them put their money where your mouth is. I want to now congratulate Los Despiadados as you now have the opportunity to win the EWF World Tag Team Championships from The Destruction!
Mr. Hammon and The Destruction look annoyed in the situation but they quickly reaffirm themselves that this will be a piece of cake. Los Despiadados begin to give each other congratulatory high fives and make signs to the heavens.
Robert Spollen: What an exciting development right here live on Evolution! We have ourselves a Tag Team Championship match!
Devin Hart: You have got to be kidding me! This isn’t fair to The Destruction, they would have trained harder had they known this was going to happen!
The bell rings and Bulldozer begins the match with Salvaje. Salvaje slides to the mat and goes for Bulldozer’s legs but Bulldozer drops an elbow on Salvaje. Bulldozer locks in a headlock on the mat and begins to punch at Salvaje’s face. Bulldozer pulls Salvaje up by his hair and lands a forearm smash to his back before chucking him to the ropes. Bulldozer picks up Salvaje for a sidewalk slam and tags in Jackhammer. Bulldozer grabs Salvaje by the arms as Jackhammer grabs him by the legs and the two men swing saw in to their corner turnbuckles.
Robert Spollen: The human body is not meant to contort the way Salvaje’s just did upon impact!
Devi Hart: I’m pretty sure I saw him do that one time off of the top rope actually.
Bulldozer steps onto the apron as the referee reaches four. Jackhammer picks Salvaje up on his shoulders and executes a running powerslam. He covers …1 …2 …kickout! Jackhammer smashes his forearm to Salvaje’s face and pulls Salvaje up. Jackhammer picks him up for a power bomb but Salvaje begins to land right hands at Jackhammer’s face until Jackhammer falls to the mat and Salvaje lands on top. Salvaje pulls Jackahmmer’s legs into a cover …1 …2 …kickout! Salvaje springs up and hits Jackhammer with a super kick when he gets to his feet before hitting Bulldozer off of the apron with a flying forearm. Salvaje hits off of the ropes and hits Jackhammer with a crossbody into a cover …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: We almost had new champions right there!
Devin Hart: Yeah, right! You must have got into one of Dank Sinatra’s bags in the back.
Salvaje springs up and hits off of the ropes again, Anarquia hits a blind tag. Salvaje hits a spinning wheel kick to stagger Jackhammer as he gets to his feet. Anarquia hits a springboard dropkick to put Jackhammer down and covers …1 …2 …kickout! Anarquia stays on top of Jackhammer by delivering a kick to the side of the head as Jackhammer begins to get up. Jackhammer backs up to the turnbuckle where Anarquia connects with a cannonball. Anarquia pops back up and climbs to the top as Jackhammer catches his breath in the corner. Anarquia props himself on his shoulders and pulls Jackhammer over for a hurricanrana into a pin …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: Los Despiadados are taking this golden opportunity very seriously.
Devin Hart: Ha! Golden opportunity…I see what you did there Robby.
Anarquia goes for a dropkick but Jackhammer side steps in and turns Anarquia inside out with a lariat. Jackhammer pulls Anarquia up by the mask and throws him into The Destruction’s corner. Bulldozer begins to choke at Anarquia as Jackhammer begins to lay boots to the ribs. The referee counts to four and Bulldozer backs off. Jackhammer lays a vicious slap to Anarquia’s chest and then approaches Salvaje. Salvaje climbs in the ring and the referee backs him up as Bulldozer gets in and begins to lay fists to Anarquia. Bulldozer pulls Anarquia out of the corner and lifts him up as Jackhammer climbs to the middle rope and they deliver a spike piledriver. Bulldozer goes back to the apron as Salvaje finally gets back outside. Jackhammer covers …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: That opportune double team definitely paid dividends The Destruction almost retained thanks to it.
Devin Hart: It’s just a matter of time Robby, just a matter of time.
Jackhammer pulls Anarquia up and picks him up slamming him in the center of the ring with a powerbomb. Jackhammer covers again …1 …2 …kickout! Jackhammer is beginning to get frustrated. He pulls Anarquia up and pulls him by the arm to his corner, Jackhammer tags Bulldozer. Bulldozer and Jackhammer tosses Anarquia to the ropes while the referee counts, Salvaje makes a blind tag and climbs to the top. The Destruction lift Anarquia up and hit a double spinebuster. Jackhammer gets out of the ring and Bulldozer covers but the referee doesn’t count, Salvaje connects with a guillotine legdrop.
Robert Spollen: Too busy exploiting the referee’s five count and unable to see the blind tag.
Devin Hart: I mean, I don’t think the blind tag is the fairest thing in tag team wrestling, your opponent should have to see the tag not these biased officials!
Salvaje grabs Bulldozer and hits a few forearm smashes to the back before hitting the ropes and connecting with a scissor kick. Salvaje then springs off of the ropes and hits Bulldozer with a springboard enziguri. Bulldozer staggers as Salvaje taunts out of excitement. Salvaje leaps up for a hurricanrana but Bulldozer catches him with a sitout powerbomb. Bulldozer rolls off and shakes off the enziguri. Anarquia outstretches his hand even though he’s spent. Bulldozer looks for Salvaje to get up and connects with a Clothesline from Hell and covers …1 …2 …Anarquia breaks up the count. Jackhammer comes flying in and connects with a Running Big Boot on Anarquia that sends Anarquia through the middle ropes and down to the floor.
Robert Spollen: This may be all she wrote!
Devin Hart: Wrecking Ball time!
Bulldozer climbs to the top as Jackhammer hits a backbreaker on Salvaje and Bulldozer connects with his guillotine leg drop to complete the Wrecking ball. Jackhammer steps back outside as Bulldozer covers …1 …2 …3!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners and still the EWF World Tag Team Champions…Bulldozer and Jackhammer…THE DESTRUCTION!!!!
The Destruction and Mr. Hammon stand in the ring with the EWF World Tag Team Championships held high when they catch two men standing on the rampway.
Robert Spollen: By God, those two are Kenneth Marshall and Alec Kirkland better known by their tag team name Technical Authority. These two are all business in the ring and it seems like they know where their eyes are set in the future.
Devin Hart: I’m pretty sure every team in the EWF has their eyes on those belts…these guys will have to wait to face The Destruction after they destroy American Muscle at Imperial Insanity!
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:17:42 GMT -5
An Example Shall Be Made EWF Evolution jumps from ringside to the backstage area. The Master standing in the boiler room of the arena The Creature and The Monster at his side. The Master turns to Animabus Damnatis.
The Master: It is time for these people to take us more serious! We have come up on the wrong side again and the mockery of my Creature and my Monster by the EWF locker room can not go unpunished. An example shall be made!
EWF Evolution cuts to a commercial.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:19:03 GMT -5
Ash Everett (1-0) v. Hardcore Heather (0-0)
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a grudge match and is scheduled for one fall.
"Thunder Kiss '65" by White Zombie comes over the loudspeakers. White searchlights run over the crowd and the entrance way. Ash Everett makes her way through the curtain wearing a studded leather jacket, and bedazzled sunglasses. She cups her hands around her mouth and lets out a howl, to which the crowd howls back. She takes the time to high five fans on her way down the ramp, and then rolls under the bottom rope.
Tiffany Styles: Approaching the ring, she hails from Lubbock, Texas and stands at five feet five inches tall, she weighs in at 143 pounds and she is the current reigning EWF World Women’s Champion…ASH EVERETT!!!
"Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns & Roses blares over the EWF's PA system as the hooded woman known as Hardcore Heather makes her way out of the curtains followed by her uncle, mentor and coach Deathmatch Devin. Heather walks intently to the ring, focused on only the task at hand. Heather slides into the ring and outstretches her arms in a cross position on the turnbuckle and prepares for her match.
Tiffany Styles: Walking down the aisle, accompanied to the ring by Deathmatch Devin, she hails from Cherry Hill, New Jersey and stands at five feet nine inches tall and weighing in at 135 pounds…HARDCORE HEATHER!!!!
The bell rings and Hardcore Heather still has her kendo stick in hand. Ash mentions it and Heather shakes her head up and down and then tosses the stick out of the ring. The two women lock up and Heather prevails with a headlock but Ash lifts Heather up and somehow manages to slam her to the mat. Ash locks in an armbar on the mat. The referee checks Heather but Heather rolls Ash over while in the armbar …1 …2 …Ash kicks out while breaking the hold and rolls to a corner while staring down Heather.
Robert Spollen: These two women are both great students of the game. Ash Everett trained under Mexican lucha libre legend Blue Scorpion Jr., Hardcore Heather of course trained by her uncle Deathmatch Devin.
Devin Hart: Yeah, whatever, two guys who mean absolutely nothing to me.
Ash charges at Heather and executes a monkey flip but Heather lands on her feet, Heather goes for a clothesline but Ash ducks. Ash turns and hits a European Uppercut on Heather and then a chop to the chest. Ash delivers a knee to the midsection to back Heather to the corner. Ash climbs to the middle rope and lands a few right hands before Heather grabs Ash by the back and slams her down with a spinebuster. Heather shakes off the rights and covers …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: That was a real heads up reversal by Hardcore Heather.
Devin Hart: I mean, it’s kind of the only reversal option the girl had.
Heather and Ash get to their feet at the same time and begin to trade right hands in the center of the ring. Heather, Ash, Heather, Ash, Heather, Ash, Heather, Ash, Ash, Ash, Ash. Ash has Heather wobbling near the ropes and Ash hits off of the far ropes, connecting with a clothesline that sends both women over the top and spilling to the floor. The two get to their feet and Ash delivers two knife edge chops that send Heather walking away. Ash grabs Heather and hits her with a northern lights suplex on the outside.
Robert Spollen: That is concrete floor ladies and gentlemen, that could end a career very early.
Devin Hart: I’m sure Hardcore Heather feels right at home having her body slam against cold concrete.
Ash pulls Heather up and rolls her into the ring. Ash covers Heather …1 …2 …kickout! Ash gets to her feet and drops a knee on Heather’s face. Ash climbs to the top rope and goes for a moonsault but Heather moves and Ash crashes against the mat. Heather gets to her feet and pulls up Ash. Heather kicks Ash in the gut and lifts her up, planting her down with a piledriver. Heather gets to her feet and cuts her throat to signify the end. Ash gets back to her feet and Heather kicks her in the gut again. Heather sets up for the Blood, Sweat & Gore (Pedigree) but Ash is able to flip her over with a back body drop.
Robert Spollen: That was almost it, Hardcore Heather was just moments away from debuting with a win over the Women’s Champion!
Devin Hart: Yeah, I mean, even a broken clock is right twice a day.
Heather gets to her knee and is met with a shining wizard from Ash. Ash pulls Heather up who hits a jab to the gut followed by a chop. Heather is thrown into the ropes by Ash who hits her with a tilt-a-whirl slam. Ash pulls Heather up once more and lifts her up, connecting with the West Texas Gavel (Widow’s Peak). Ash hooks the near leg …1 …2 …3!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, the EWF World Women’s Champion…ASH EVERETT!!!!
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:19:21 GMT -5
Imperial Insanity Announcement
EWF Evolution returns from a commercial break to “Rock and Roll” by Led Zeppelin playing and “The Boss” Dennis Slater walking down to the ring as Tiffany Styles introduces him.
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen may I now introduce to you, the owner and founder of the Empire Wrestling Federation…”THE BOSS” DENNIS SLATER!!!
Dennis thanks Tiffany and receives her microphone as she exits the ring.
Dennis Slater: I know a lot of people want to know the mind state I was in at Emperor’s Cup. I was excited! I was giddy like a kid in a candy shop, something I had worked so hard for was finally coming to be. I want to thank every single person who helped with that event in one way another from the on-screen talent, the ring crew, the radio show hosts and social media gurus that helped advertise, hell, even the custodians who cleaned up the arena. It was an epic moment in my life that I will never forget. I have heard a lot of people say “I screwed Lou Natic”, that couldn’t be further from the truth. See, at the end of the night when I was passing out from the pain of that Cokoo Lock, after that exact pain had woken me up after a Blood, Sweat & Gore and a Sativa Splash I realized that yes Lou lost but it wasn’t me who screwed him. I’m not saying he screwed himself, far from the contrary, John Cavanagh screwed him. I didn’t hand pick John Cavanagh to be the champion he happened to be the man facing Lou Natic who had pushed me so far that I couldn’t stomach the thought of HIM being the World Champion. Arthas Lance, Realm, Deathmatch Devin, Dank Sinatra, Adrian King, Carlito Rodriguez…if any of those six replaced John Cavanagh I would have hoped for the exact same outcome! Lou Natic, I signed you with the idea of you being THAT guy. With the idea of you being the face of the franchise…the Michael Jordan to my Chicago Bulls if you will…but instead of accepting my hand, you pushed it away. You denied me an amicable relationship with one of the top members of my promotion and thereby have also caused my relationship to sour with two other big names on the roster. Lou Natic, Realm, Arthas Lance…best of luck tonight because it’s obviously the quickest route to a World Title Match.
As for the two who do not win, and every other superstar on this roster, at Imperial Insanity we are going to have one hell of a way to determine the next number one contender. At Imperial Insanity we will have the first ever Imperial Insanity Battle Royal. A thirty man over the top rope battle royal…with the great randomized entry order and 90 seconds in between entrants. The last man standing will win and be crowned the number one contender heading in to Hall of Heroes I. Best of luck to every competitor in that match!
”Rock and Roll” hits and Dennis Slater exits the ring as EWF Evolution cuts to a commercial.
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:23:45 GMT -5
Vin Halsted (0-0) v. ”Classy” Christopher Charles (1-2)
EWF Old Glory Championship Tournament Quarter Finals Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a Quarter Finals match in the tournament to crown the inaugural EWF Old Glory Champion!
“The Man” by The Killers hits the EWF’s loud speakers and the lights go dark save for one spotlight transfixed on the entry way. “Classy” Christopher Charles comes out from behind the curtain with a smug grin, an untied golden robe to show his chiseled physique, black ring tights with the letters “CC” in gold near the waist and “Classy” written across his ass. Christopher Charles walks to the ring continuing his smirk. Classy enters the ring, he walks to the center of the ring drops to a knee and flexes making sure to kiss both of his biceps.
Tiffany Styles: Approaching the ring, he hails from Beverly Hills, California and stands at five feet ten inches, weighing in at 210 pounds…he is “CLASSY” CHRISTOPHER CHARLES!!!
A blue strobe light flickers over the white smoke as Halsted rises up from the floor to the rampway while standing with his head down and hand-in-hand in front of his body when the first chord of “Hail to the King” by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play. He, then, rages forward with his arms spread and a massive yell from his abdomen “Hail to the King” as the line “Hail to the King” crescendos over the arena sound system. The blue strobe light fades as he saunters forward with a cocky strut and smirk on his face. He jumps onto the middle of the apron in front of the ring, wipes his feet, and jumps over the ropes with ease. He climbs the nearest corner first to stand in front of the crowd to bask in his glory as he stretches his arms with his fists clenched as the refrain of “Hail to the King” plays over again. The music fades as he climbs down, then he turns and smirks at his opponent at the start of the match.
Tiffany Styles: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, he stands at six feet four inches tall and weighs in at 260 pounds…he is VIN HALSTED!!!
Vin and Christopher meet with a collar and elbow lockup and Vin is able to easily push Christopher in to the corner where he delivers an open palm smack to Christopher’s chest. Christopher moves out of the corner gasping for air and Vin grabs him by the head running his face across the top of the ropes before kicking his leg out from under him. Christopher rolls out of the ring to avoid Vin but Vin comes flying out with a suicide plancha.
Robert Spollen: Through all of my years in this sport I have never had the luxury of calling a Vin Halsted match.
Devin Hart: Neither have I but I saw his resume and I have to say he’s now my pick to win this tournament!
Vin pulls Christopher up and sends Christopher flying into the steel steps. Christopher begins to crawl away but Vin picks him up from behind and hits a release German suplex on the outside. Vin rolls back in to break the count and immediately head back outside. Christopher is able to catch Vin with a low blow to buy himself a moment. Christopher sizes Vin up and hits a swinging neck breaker on the outside. Christopher picks up the top of the steel steps and drives them in to Vin’s knee. Christopher repeats this twice more. The referee is up to five when Christopher pulls Vin up and throws him in the ring.
Robert Spollen: The ever optimistic Christopher Charles using his surroundings to take the advantage here.
Devin Hart: That’s called an expensive education…his parents gave him that small personal loan to get here today!
Christopher hits off of the ropes and connects with a knee strike to Vin’s head. Christopher covers …1 …2 …kickout! Christopher begins to choke at Vin and breaks his hold at the count of four. Christopher gets to his feet and begins to lay stomps to Vin’s midsection until the referee gets in between Christopher and Vin. Christopher pushes the referee who begins to shout back that he will disqualify him. Christopher’s attitude changes as he goes back towards Vin who is ready for him, Christopher goes for a lariat, Vin ducks, Vin grabs him and connects with a T Bone Suplex. Vin covers …1 …2 …kickout! The two get up and Vin clotheslines Christopher over the top but Christopher lands on the apron. Vin moves to the apron and lands a right to Christopher’s face and then pulls him up.
Robert Spollen: This is definitely not looking good for “the classiest wrestler in the business”.
Devin Hart: Vin don’t do this, he could be your protege!
Vin jumps in the air and brings Christopher crashing to the floor with a jumping piledriver. Vin gets back up and pulls Christopher up. Vin sends Christopher crashing to the guard rail. Vin charges for a splash but Christopher moves and Vin’s ribs crash against the guard rail. Christopher pulls Vin by the neck and throws him face first to the ring post. Christopher slides under the ropes and begins to bark at the referee to count faster.
Robert Spollen: So all of that expensive training and here is Christopher Charles trying to convince a referee to count a ten faster.
Devin Hart: Hey, a win is a win in the record books no matter how you have it.
Vin gets back to his feet and rolls back in at the count of six. Christopher begins to lay the boots to him again but Vin is able to get back to his feet even while Christopher continues to land blows. Vin is wobbly and Christopher pokes him in the eyes and then kicks his gut to land a facebuster. Christopher rolls him over and locks in an STF as the referee checks for the submission.
Robert Spollen: This could be all right here, that is one hell of a painful submission maneuver.
Devin Hart: Could be, but Vin is one tough son of a bitch from everything I’ve been hearing.
Vin is able to reach the rope with his right hand and the referee counts to four before Christopher breaks the hold. Christopher lets Vin get to his feet and grabs him for a delayed neckbreaker. Christopher puts his arm over Vin’s chest and smiles …1 …2 …kickout! Christopher motions for the top rope and begins to slowly approach and make his ascent.
Robert Spollen: Don’t be too cocky kid, don’t take your time.
Devin Hart: That was a mistake.
Vin gets up as Christopher reaches the top rope. Vin gets to the middle rope and levels Christopher with a right hand, followed by another, then another. Vin pulls Christopher up and flies off the top with the Fughedabout It Bomb (Top Rope Powerbomb). Vin makes the cover …1 …2 …3!!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, advancing to the semi-finals of the Old Glory Championship tournament…VIN HALSTED!!!!
Vin doesn’t allow the referee to raise his hand as he walks to the back basking in his first EWF victory. Christopher Charles comes to in the ring and hear’s “Hail to the King” playing. Christopher gets up and asks the referee what happened, the referee says he counted the three. Christopher’s face looks enraged. He grabs the referee and lifts him up in the air slamming him down with a suplex while holding on for a second and then a third to complete the Triple C’s (Tres Amigos). Christopher picks the referee up and hits a Class Act (Michinoku Driver) and stares off with a cold stare as referees and security hit the ring.
Robert Spollen: The classy one does not look very happy right now.
Devin Hart: Can you blame him? Another championship opportunity goes right through his hands….
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:24:27 GMT -5
”The Shining Star” Anthony Royal (0-1) v. “Hoodstar” DeShaun Jenkins (1-3)
EWF Old Glory Championship Tournament Quarter Finals Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a Quarter Finals match in the tournament to crown the inaugural EWF Old Glory Champion!
"Say Hello" by POD blares over the PA system as Anthony Royal strolls onto the stage. He pauses at the top of the ramp and smirks, taking a moment to soak in boos before he begins walking to the ring, taking the time to jaw with and insult fans along the way. He enters the ring and goes to the nearest turnbuckle, glaring out into the crowd. He then heads to the middle of the ring and waits for the match to begin.
Tiffany Styles: Walking down the aisle, he hails from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and stands at six feet tall, weighing in at 227 pounds…he is “THE SHINING STAR” ANTHONY ROYAL!!!!
"I got-I got-I got-I got-I got-loyalty inside my DNA" is heard through the PA's and the crowd explodes when "DNA" hits from Kendrick Lamar. "Hoodstar" DeShaun Jenkins comes out from the curtains dancing along to the beat, with a big toothy grin. Jenkins makes his way down towards the ring interacting with the crowd and sliding from side to side. He finally slides under the bottom rope and continues his dancing routine until his music stops.
Tiffany Styles: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by “Big Homie” Isaiah Carter, he stands at six feet three inches tall and weighs in at 225 pounds, he is one half of Brooklyn’s Finest…”HOODSTAR” DeSHAUN JENKINS!!!
Anthony and DeShaun come to the center of the ring and begin to exchange words. DeShaun motions to give Anthony the first shot, Anthony obliges and squares up only to poke DeShaun in the eyes. Anthony then begins to level DeShaun with a flurries of rights and lefts before sending him off of the ropes and connect with a flying head scissors. DeShaun springs back up and Anthony goes for a kick to the gut but DeShaun catches his foot only for Anthony to connect with an enziguri.
Robert Spollen: Beautifully executed enziguri by Anthony Royal.
Devin Hart: Everything this man does is beautiful, that’s why they call him the Shining Star!
Anthony flexes in the ring before hitting a springboard leg drop on DeShaun. Anthony covers nonchalantly and counts along with the ref …1 …2 …kickout! Anthony shakes his head and meets DeShaun’s face with a knee strike. Anthony tosses DeShaun into the ropes and goes for a lariat but DeShaun ducks and hits off of the opposite ropes countering with a spinning wheel kick. Anthony gets back to his feet using the ropes only to be clotheslined over the top by DeShaun.
Robert Spollen: The momentum of this match is beginning to shift towards Hoodstar!
Devin Hart: Yeah, and I’m sure you feel as if this is all do to his positivity.
DeShaun hits off of the ropes and hits Anthony with a tope suicida sending Anthony crashing to the guardrail. DeShaun lands a right hand before planting Anthony’s face into the guard rail. Anthony walks off holding his jaw and DeShaun runs behind him to connect with a bulldog on the outside. DeShaun breaks the referee’s count which has reached five. DeShaun connects with a swinging neck breaker on the outside as Anthony gets to his knees. DeShaun pulls Anthony up by the hair and rolls him back inside.
Robert Spollen: Smart move by DeShaun you have to win this one on the inside of the ring.
Devin Hart: Well…Earth shattering news Robby, don’t think the folks at home knew that.
DeShaun climbs to the top rope and goes for the Brooklyn Bullshit (Flipping Guillotine Legdrop) but comes up empty. The two men are on the mat until the count of four when Anthony gets up. DeShaun gets up a moment latter and is met with a belly to belly suplex from Anthony. Anthony hooks the leg …1 …2 …kickout! Anthony begins to rapidly clap his hands for a faster count and gets in the referee’s face. DeShaun rolls up Anthony …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: Keep your mind on your opponent not the referee’s count!
Devin Hart: I’m thinking that was a legitimate slow count, I think he counted faster for DeShaun!
Anthony gets back up and is hit with a roundhouse kick from DeShaun. Anthony staggers to the corner and DeShaun hits him with a Stinger Splash. Anthony moves out of the corner slowly and DeShaun kicks him in the gut. DeShaun picks Anthony up and hits a sitout power bomb …1 …2 …kickout! DeShaun gets to his feet and goes for a cutter but Anthony pushes him off to the ropes and connects with a spinning wheel kick. Anthony hops to the top turnbuckle and connects with a frog splash. Anthony covers …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: Near fall after near fall, which one of these two young stars will advance in the Old Glory tournament?
Devin Hart: Anthony Royal is definitely one of my picks to win this whole thing!
Anthony gets up and tosses DeShaun to the ropes. Anthony picks DeShaun up for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker but DeShaun reverses it to a DDT in midair. DeShaun gets up and hits a legdrop. DeShaun covers …1 …2 …kickout! DeShaun gets up and lets Anthony crawl to his feet. DeShaun aims and goes for a superkick but Anthony ducks. DeShaun turns around to the Royal Mutilation (Jumping STO). Anthony covers …1 …2 …3!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, advancing to the semi-finals of the EWF Old Glory Championship Tournament…”THE SHINING STAR” ANTHONY ROYAL!!!
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:24:54 GMT -5
”A.K.” Adrian King (1-1) v. “The Latin Lover” Carlito Rodriguez (1-1)
EWF Old Glory Championship Tournament Quarter Finals Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a Quarter Finals match in the tournament to crown the inaugural EWF Old Glory Champion!
The lights dim as the opening riff of Tip The Scales by Rise Against plays. Flashing white lights light up the stage as the song builds. As a raspy voice yells the songs first line: “Are we so alone?” Adrian King comes storming through the curtain. He slaps both of his elbows, and looks to the crowd, taking in the moment. He walks down the aisle at a deliberate pace, his eyes fixed on the ring. Adrian King rolls under the bottom rope and poses In the center of the ring on one knee with arms outstretched, staring up the ceiling. As he gets onto his feet, he bounces against the ropes, and takes his place in his corner.
Tiffany Styles: Making his way down the aisle, he hails from Dover, Delaware and stands at six feet one inch tall, weighing in at 235 pounds…he is “A.K.” ADRIAN KING!!!!
“Escapate Conmigo” by Wisin and Ozuna hits the sound system and “The Latin Lover” Carlito Rodriguez struts out with a white suit and a red rose held in his lips by the stem, his manager and lover Juanita comes out in a black dress and the two dance their way to the aisle. Carlito and Juanita pick a beautiful young woman at ringside to give the rose. Carlito hops on the apron and shakes his ass for the crowd before ripping his snap-away white suit off.
Tiffany Styles: Coming to the ring, accompanied by Juanita, he hails from San Juan, Puerto Rico and stands at six feet tall, weighing in at 220 pounds…he is “THE LATIN LOVER” CARLITO RODRIGUEZ!!!!
The bell rings and the match begins with Adrian and Carlito sizing each other up, moving around in a circle until they finally lock up collar and elbow. Adrian pushes Carlito back into a corner only for Carlito to do the same to him. The referee begins to count and the men break their hold of each other. They agree to a test of strength and lock up Greco-Roman, Carlito begins to push Adrian down towards his back at first but Adrian reverses and is now pushing Carlito to his back before Carlito leaps up and pulls Adrian’s face down into his right knee. Carlito smiles and points to his brain.
Robert Spollen: So much for an honest test of strength between these two, Carlito Rodriguez just ended any chance at a gentlemen’s affair in this one.
Devin Hart: Gentlemen’s affair? I think I was at a club with that name the other night…
Adrian pulls himself up and Carlito connects with a snap mare and then hits a kip up, followed up by a kick to the side of a stunned Adrian’s head and then a quick dropkick that knocks the seated Adrian to the mat. Carlito goes for a quick cover …1 …2 …kickout! Carlito clotheslines Adrian back to the mat when Adrian gets up and begins to choke at Adrian, the referee counts to four and Carlito breaks the choke by slamming Adrian’s head off of the mat. Carlito gets up and flexes before jumping in the air for an elbow drop but Adrian moves.
Robert Spollen: Hopefully that is a lesson learned for Mr. Rodriguez, there is no place for show boating in a match.
Devin Hart: Robby, what you call show boating the majority of the world calls showmanship!
Carlito gets back up and Adrian connects with a Release German Suplex from behind. Carlito gets back to his feet and is met with a lariat. Carlito is back up and back down from another lariat. Carlito crawl to the corner and pulls himself up, but at the middle turnbuckle his head is caught by a running knee strike from Adrian. Adrian sets Carlito up in the corner and begins to deliver a series of knife edge chops until Carlito wobbles out of the corner with a red chest. Adrian grabs him and hits a Russian Leg Sweep, Adrian covers over the chest …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: Both of these young men are too arrogant for their own good! Show boating costs Carlito, a hooked leg could have won Adrian this one right there!
Devin Hart: I mean, they’re both my picks so one of them is going to win. Unfortunately, it also means I’m wrong about one.
Carlito gets up and Adrian scoops him up and drops him with a bodyslam. Adrian climbs to Bret’s rope and hits a Bret Hart-esque elbow to Carlito. Adrian grabs Carlito’s leg and drives an elbow into the knee. Adrian gets back up and repeats the process again. Carlito holds his knee as he hobbles to get up. Adrian grabs him from behind, tucks his knee and lifts him into the air driving Carlito’s knee into Adrian’s own leg. Carlito hobbles about and Adrian takes him down with a chop block to the knee.
Robert Spollen: Adrian King comes from a great wrestling family, he is showing up that old school mentality right now.
Devin Hart: That’s right, nothing flashy, just pick a body part and destroy it slowly…he’s definitely setting up for his patented Texas Cloverleaf.
Adrian grabs Carlito’s knee and drives it down into the mat. Carlito squirms around holding his knee. Adrian grabs Carlito’s legs and locks in the Texas Cloverleaf. Carlito’s body jerks in pain as he begins to reach for the ropes. Juanita jumps on the apron to distract the referee. Carlito begins to tap out violently but the referee is unaware. Adrian sees whats happening and lets go of the hold. Carlito holds his knee as Juanita shouts “mi amor!” Adrian gets between the referee and Juanita as Carlito gets to his feet and connects with a Traicion de Amor (Backstabber) on Adrian. Adrian is out on the mat but Carlito can’t capitalize because he is holding his knee.
Robert Spollen: On any other night I would say that Juanita just found a way to help Carlito advance in this tournament but I think he did more damage to his own knee than to Adrian!
Devin Hart: I hate to say it but I think you just might be right, Carlito is pulling himself up and can barely put weight on his right leg.
Carlito slowly hobbles toward Adrian and plops down slowly for a cover, clearly babying the knee. Carlito lays across Adrian’s chest …1 …2 ….Adrian’s foot is able to reach the rope. Carlito gets up shaking his head, he can’t believe it. Carlito gets up with a heavy limp and climbs to the top rope. Carlito flies off with a frog splash and connects on Adrian but pops up after landing on his knee. Carlito rolls back over and drapes his arm over Adrian …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: I’m thinking that knee is Adrian King’s ticket to the semi-finals.
Devin Hart: Another Texas Cloverleaf should end this one or that Kingmaker, it comes out of nowhere!
Carlito goes to the corner and waits for Adrian to get up. Adrian gets up with his back to Carlito. Carlito runs, slowly, towards Adrian for another Traicion de Amor (Backstabber) but Adrian turns around and levels Carlito with a discus clothesline and the two men are on the mat. Adrian gets to his feet first and shakes off the cobwebs. Adrian wats for Carlito to get up, dazed, and connects with a Kingmaker (Handspring Cutter). Adrian hooks the leg …1 …2 …3!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, advancing to the semi-finals of the EWF Old Glory Championship Tournament…”A.K.” ADRIAN KING!!!! |
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:25:17 GMT -5
”The Heir Apparent” Andy Donahue (0-1) v. Deathmatch Devin (2-1)
Extreme Combat Rules Match
EWF Old Glory Championship Tournament Quarter Finals Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a quarter finals match in the EWF Old Glory Championship tournament and is an Extreme Combat Rules Match. In this match up there are no count outs and no disqualifications. Pin falls and submissions can occur anywhere in or outside of the building!
“What’s Left of the Flag” by Flogging Molly echoes throughout the PA system when “The Heir Apparent” Andy Donahue steps out of the tunnel. Andy Donahue throws his hands in the air and begins to flex his pectoral muscles over and over as he walks down the aisle. Andy hops up on the apron and springboards himself in the ring. Andy hops on the turnbuckles and sits down on the top to wait the beginning of his match.
Tiffany Styles: Walking down the aisle he hails from Hell’s Kitchen, New York, standing at six feet one inch tall and weighing in at 280 pounds…he is “THE HEIR APPARENT” ANDY DONAHUE!!!
Bleed It Out hits and the camera crew searches the arena for the King of the Deathmatch. Finally the camera crew finds Deathmatch Devin holding a barbed wire baseball bat above his head. Deathmatch Devin makes his way to the ring and climbs over the barricade. Devin goes under the ring and begins to scatter weapons along the ringside area and then slides in ready to give and receive pain.
Tiffany Styles: Making his way to the ring, he hails from Asbury Park, New Jersey, standing at six feet three inches tall and weighing in at 270 pounds…he is DEATHMATCH DEVIN!!!!
The bell rings and Devin goes right out of the ring and begins to throw steel chairs in the ring. The first one Andy swats away, then another, and another then two come together, Andy hits one but the other one clips his head and dazes him. Devin picks up his trash can and throws it into the ring, hitting Andy and the contents of the garbage can spill into the ring as Andy backs to the ropes shaking his head. Devin slides in and runs into the corner connecting with a lariat. Devin grabs his weapons of choice, the kendo stick, and hits Andy in the shoulders.
Robert Spollen: Those cracks and whips!
Devin Hart: You see this guys body, you can’t scar perfection!
Devin begins to choke Andy with the kendo stick and Andy flails but he is able to use his strength to toss Devin over his head and to the mat. Devin gets up and is met by a running boot by Andy that sends him back to the ground. Andy looks to the ground and grabs a chair, Devin gets up and is met with a crack to the skull.
Robert Spollen: That deafening thud!
Devin Hart: Well, that’s the last of his brain cells.
Andy tosses the now deformed chair out of the ring. Andy goes over to the pile of debris from Devin’s trashcan. Andy tosses another kendo stick, a crutch and then he finds a bag. Andy pours the bag to the mat leaving a layer of thumbtacks on the mat. Devin gets up and charges, Andy ducks and sends him over to the thumbtacks with a back body drop.
Robert Spollen: That’s hundreds of little needles sticking into the back of Deathmatch Devin!
Devin Hart: I’m sure he’s loving this right now.
Devin gets up in pain and Andy clotheslines him over the top rope. Andy hits the far rope and flies over connecting with a suicide splash. Both men are down momentarily as the referee checks but Andy hits a kip up and he’s back to his feet. Devin slowly pulls himself up by the barricade. Andy charges for a splash but comes up empty and crashes against the barricade. Devin punches Andy in the face and slams Andy’s face against the barricade. Devin begins to pull Andy up towards the entry tunnel. Devin tosses Andy’s face into the steel surrounding the curtain and Andy dips behind the curtain, Devin follows with intent.
Robert Spollen: Extreme Combat Rules folks, these two athletes do not need to end this inside the ring.
Devin Hart: I know this was Slater’s way of punishing Devin but I’m kind of thinking it may be a reward.
The camera picks the two up backstage where Devin tosses Andy head first into the concrete wall. The two wrestlers pass Tony Martini who runs from sight. Devin pulls Andy towards a doorway but Andy switches momentum and sends Devin flying through a glass window on the door. Devin lands on the middle of the door and Andy pulls Devin up who is now bleeding from his face. And pulls Devin and gives him a Biel Throw that sends Devin flying a good six or seven feet down the hallway.
Robert Spollen: Ladies and gentlemen Deathmatch Devin is no slouch, he’s not a cruiserweight by any means.
Devin Hart: And he was just hurled like a rag doll!
Andy pulls Devin by the leg and drags the near unconscious man down the hallway. Andy pulls Devin up at the end of the hallway and throws him into a door which falls open. Devin falls to the ground as Andy follows Devin into the dark night of Jersey City.
Robert Spollen: These two have officially left the building they are now fighting in the parking lot of EWF Underground ladies and gentlemen.
Devin Hart: This is going to get dangerous very quickly.
Andy grabs Devin and tosses him with an overhead belly to belly suplex that sends Devin flying into a production truck and falling head first to the ground. Andy laughs and pulls Devin back up and pulls him across the parking lot sending Devin flying face first into a red Camry.
Robert Spollen: Devin, isn’t that your car?
Devin Hart: Deathmatch Devin better pay for that dent!
Andy pulls Devin up on top of the trunk of the car and kicks him in the gut. Andy places Devin between his legs and lifts him up sending him down with a crashing thud on to the car’s roof shatter the moonroof.
Robert Spollen: Um, Devin, I guess Andy Donahue has to pay for that dent and that roof?
Devin Hart: (gulp) Um, no, I think I’m better off filing a claim on that one.
Andy says thats all and covers Devin on the roof of the car with his foot …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: Folks thats the first attempted pinfall of this match and somehow Deathmatch Devin was able to get his shoulders up!
Devin Hart: If you ask me that was pretty stupid of him, he’s just gonna get clobbered some more.
Andy shakes his head, he lifts Devin to his feet and tosses Devin down on to the ground. Andy hops down and follows Devin who begins to crawl away. Suddenly the sounds of tires screeching are heard. Andy Donahue turns around as a black Dodge Charger comes barreling towards him and strikes him. Andy’s body goes flying on to the top of the car, smashing against the windshield. Andy moves with his face now bleeding and rolls off of the hood to the floor.
Robert Spollen: Now just what in the hell, I know this kid is being groomed to be an evil bastard but that doesn’t mean you try to kill him!
Devin Hart: Exactly, Dennis Slater needs to get the Jersey City PD down here and put this clown in handcuffs.
The door of the Charger swings open and out comes Lou Natic. Lou has a baseball bat in his hand. Andy begins to crawl to his feet, bleeding on his arms and face while holding his ribs. Lou swings with a vengeance striking Andy in the ribs. Andy bends over and is hit with the bat once more in the top of the back. Andy wobbles off barely holding on to his balance. A battered Deathmatch Devin kicks Andy in the gut once more and pulls him between his legs. Devin hits the Blood, Sweat & Gore (Pedigree) he covers and Lou jumps on top to add leverage …1 …2 …3!!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner, advancing to the semi-finals of the Old Glory Championship tournament…DEATHMATCH DEVIN!!!
Lou helps Devin to his feet as the two men shake hands. Lou and Devin walk towards the now dented and window shattered Charger. Lou says I’ll give you a ride to the entry way and the two men drive off as medical personnel rush Andy Donahue.
Robert Spollen: Ladies and gentlemen, I think we need an ambulance for this young man.
Devin Hart: This lunatic Lou Natic just hit him with a damn car! I would think so Robby! |
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Post by "The Boss" Dennis Slater on Aug 1, 2020 23:25:44 GMT -5
”Blazed Up” Dank Sinatra (1-2) v. “The Greatest Person to Ever Live” Enforcer (1-0)
EWF World Television Championship Match
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the EWF World Television Championship!
Coughs echo through the PA system and smoke begins to pour out from behind the curtain when "Kush" hits and "Blazed Up" Dank Sinatra begins to make his way out tot the ring. Dank's eyes are low and red as the devil as he lays across the top turnbuckles awaiting the start of his match.
Tiffany Styles: Making his way to the ring, he hails from A Dispensary Near You and stands at six feet one inch tall, weighing in at 220 pounds…he is “BLAZED UP” DANK SINATRA!!!
Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. The Enforcer walks through the smoke and looks out at the crowd. 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 opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.
Tiffany Styles: Walking down the aisle he hails from Brooklyn, New York and stands at six feet four inches tall and weighs in at 275 pounds…he is “THE GREATEST PERSON TO EVER LIVE” ENFORCER!!!
The bell rings and the two men move toward one another. Enforcer raises his hand for a test of strength to which Dank shakes off the notion and flexes saying “I’ve got muscles, but you’ve got more, bro.” Enforcer shakes his head in anger and lunges attempt to catch Dank who leaps out of Enforcer’s reach and connects with a roundhouse to the side of Enforcer’s head. Enforcer wobbles and Dank connects with a jumping heal kick that sends Enforcer into the corner. Dank charges to leap at Enforcer but Enforcer charges out of the corner and connects with a vicious spear in the midair.
Robert Spollen: I believe that damn near cut Dank Sinatra in half!
Devin Hart: Yeah, duh, that’s the point Robby.
Enforcer pulls Dank off of the mat and lifts him up, slamming him down with an atomic drop. Dank holds his rare while Enforcer runs him over with a lariat from behind. Enforcer picks Dank up and runs nailing a running powerslam. Enforcer nonchalantly covers …1 …2 …kickout! Enforcer takes his time getting up, allowing Dank to get up as well, Dank goes for a kick to the head but Enforcer catches him for an exploder suplex. Dank uses the ropes to get back up and Enforcer hits him with a bridged German suplex …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: Enforcer is tossing Dank Sinatra around like a toy Chihuahua!
Devin Hart: He’s doing Dank a favor, the guy clearly likes to be high and in the air.
Enforcer hits Dank with a Mafia kick as Dank gets to his knees. Enforcer pulls Dank up and lifts him on his shoulders and then places him seated on the top turnbuckle. Enforcer laughs and paintbrushes Dank. Dank shakes his head and hits a headbutt on Enforcer. Enforcer stumbles backward and Dank connects with a Blockbuster. Dank pulls himself to his feet and Enforcer is up just a second later. Dank springs off of the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault on Enforcer and hooks the legs to cover …1 …2 …Enforcer powers out. Dank gets up and hits the ropes catching Enforcer’s head with a running knee as Enforcer gets to a knee. Dank pulls Enforcer to the mat with a facebuster.
Robert Spollen: I think the 4:20ers at home are loving this right about now.
Devin Hart: All of those idiots are too stoned to watch us right now, they probably have it on DVR.
Dank rolls across the ring and splashes down with a Rolling Thunder. Dank hooks the near leg …1 …2 …kickout! Dank gets up and catches his breath while Enforcer gets up. Dank charges for a flying forearm but Enforcer catches him with a knee to the gut. Enforcer lifts Dank in the air and drops him with a Brainbuster and covers …1 …2 …kickout! Enforcer looks at the referee as if he didn’t like the count. Enforcer climbs to the top rope and measures. Dank gets to his feet and is taken down by a flying clothesline. Enforcer covers again …1 …2 …kickout!
Robert Spollen: There is a lot more fight in Dank Sinatra than people in the locker room believe.
Devin Hart: That’s fine, Enforcer can toss him around all night if he has to.
Enforcer pulls Dank by the hair and begins to taunt him as if Enforcer were smoking a joint. Enforcer tosses Dank to the corner and comes charging with a splash but comes up empty. Dank dropkicks Enforcer’s chest back to the turnbuckles and then delivers a double knee strike to the back as Enforcer rests on the corner. Dank gets to the center of the ring and looks fired up. Enforcer gets out of the corner and catches a series of karate kicks from Dank that ends with a jumping heel kick that sends Enforcer to the mat. Dank climbs to the top and leaps off with a Sativa Splash (Corkscrew Moonsault) but Enforcer raises his knees at the last moment.
Robert Spollen: Had Dank connected that may have been all she wrote in this one.
Devin Hart: I hate to say it but you actually might have been right with that one. I’m sure Dennis Slater can tell us how much that hurts.
The two men lay on the mat and begin to stir at the count of six. Dank is holding his ribs and Enforcer runs up from behind locking in the Omertà (Katahajime). Dank begins to squirm in the submission as Enforcer drags him around the ring. Dank begins kicking up and is able to catch his feet on the ropes. The referee begins his count and Enforcer breaks the hold by tossing Dank to the mat. Enforcer shakes off his anger and climbs to the top rope once more. Dank gets to his feet as Enforcer is getting to the top. Dank hits off of the ropes sending Enforcer crashing to the top turnbuckle in a seated position.
Robert Spollen: Perfectly timed by Dank Sinatra to counter what I’m assuming would have been another flying clothesline.
Devin Hart: Isn’t that technically a low blow? Shouldn’t that give the Television Championship to Enforcer?
Dank steps up using the ropes and connects with an enziguri. Enforcer is staggered and seated on the turnbuckle. Dank uses the height to lift Enforcer up and connect with an Indica Bomb (One Winged Angel). Dank covers …1 …2 …3!!!!
Tiffany Styles: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner and NEEEWWWW EWF World Television Champion…”BLAZED UP” DANK SINATRA!!!!
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