Sacrifice 6/9/08

[Scott Leland]

Pyro explodes throughout the arena as "Hell Yeah" by Rev Theory plays.

Mike: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Sacrifice!

John: You are listening to the official theme song for HWS Aftershock, June 23!

Mike: Gorefest was a success and now we are on the road to another great PPV. Last week at Gorefest Ace returned, Oblivion lost his number one contender spot, the tag titles had a controversial switch, Untouchables are gone, it's so insane!

John: Alot of things have gone down since our breakthrough PPV, but now is a new era. Chaz Leland promised a change. He promised tonight the change will be witnessed....

Mike: I can't wait for that! So lets get things started!

[Scott Leland]

Simmons: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall... first... from North Carolina. BRIAN PAYNE!

"A loud lion's roar is heard throughout the arena. "Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple hits and he walks out from the back carrying a bottle of water. He looks to the left and then right at the fans in attendance. He then raises his arms high in the air taking in a mixed crowd reaction. He proceeds on down towards the ring. He takes a sip from his bottle of water and then tosses it aside. He hops up onto the ring apron and then turns to face the fans. He raises his arms in the air once again taking in the fans reaction. He climbs on into the ring and leans back and forth twice to warm up for the match.

Simmons: And his opponent.....

The Godfather Theme (italian remix) hits and the New Age Mafia come out from the back.

Simmons: Being accompanied to the ring by Johnny Ace and Tommy Gunn, he is part of the The New Age Mafia....he is TONY RIZZO!

They make their way to the ring. Tommy and Johnny are hyping Tony up for his match. Tony slides into the ring and charges at Payne, knocking him down with stiff punches. He begins kicking Brian while he is down. The NAM begin clapping for him and pointing at him.

Mike: I place my bets on Rizzo..

Tony picks Payne up and throws him against the ropes. Payne bounces off and runs back to Tony, Tony hits a nice dropkick right into his chest. He stands up looking proud of himself. He picks Payne up.

John: Tony Rizzo is looking good.

He throws Payne out of the ring and then distracts the ref. The refs back is to the ropes. Tommy Gunn and Johnny Ace begin beating on Payne and pushing him around. They both pick him up and slam him down onto the apron. Then slide him back in the ring.

Rizzo pins Payne.........1.........2......kickout.......he looks shocked and jumps up to the top rope and stands up straight. He is facing the crowd. He gives them a smirk and leaps off, flipping backwards and hits the Italiano Dell’ Aria. He pins him........1..........2...........3!

Simmons: Here is your winner.....TONY RIZZO!

The rest of the New Age Mafia slide into the ring and celebrate with Tony.

Mike: Impressive debut?

John: Sure was. Payne didn't even get one hit in.

[Scott Leland]

Venom and Ric Paige v. The Psycho Assassin and Jason Hatred

Winners: Psycho Assassin and Jason Hatred.

No one showed so I'm not going to write the match.

[Scott Leland]

We see Eli Valison sitting down with The Clown Prince.

Eli: Clown Prince, at Gorefest 2008 you won the House of Hell match. Many say you didn't deserve the win and shouldn't hold that contract. What are your thoughts.

Clown: My thoughts? My thoughts are simple. My time is now, and that TV Title will shortly be mine. Come Aftershock, you will see a new TV Champion. I don't need to sit here for half an hour ranting on about how good I am or how I won or about some of the losers on this roster, all I have to say is that title is mine!

The clown prince gets up from his chair and begins to turn around only to see Smoke standing in the doorway.

Smoke: Oh hello Clown Prince, Nice to see someone with such a sadistic mindset as yourself on the roster.

Clown: What the hell do you want?

Smoke: Walk with me, we have some things to discuss and I promise you it will give you everything you ever wanted....

Clown and Smoke walk away, Smoke is rambling on about something but we cant here it.

[Scott Leland]

John: It’s time for our second tag team tournament match up. We have Blackjack and Vesneski taking on Oblivion and the Mortition.

Mike: There is actually a lot at stake between these four John.

John: What’s that?

Mike: I mean, all four of these men came close but couldn’t pull out a victory at Gorefest. Blackjack lost the television title.

Oblivion lost to the champ Cryptid. Vesneski lost his opportunity to win a title shot. Also the Mortition couldn’t make his mark.

“The Lights go out and "Don't Question My Heart" by Saliva starts blasting through the speakers. Suddenly gold lights come on and Blackjack is standing at the top of the entrance stage with his crutch and the crowd goes nuts upon seeing him. He claps the fans hands on the way to the ring. He goes over to a kid in the front row and gives him his beanie cap then makes his way to the ring. He gets in the ring, rests his crutch on the rope, and stands on the middle rope. He gets down, takes his jacket and sunglasses off, and hands them, and his crutch, to the ring girl.”

Bob Simmons: Weighing in at 305lbs, Blackjack! And his partner….
“voice booms over the loud speaker.

All our monkeys have monkeys
we drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar Limosines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers, but we play them on TV
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like
It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like

It goes to darkness as we see a red light slowly coming from the stage.

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

A figure appears on stage with a mic…he walks out of the red light and to the end of the stage where he thrust his arms in the air bird like and rolls eyes his back into his head and has his tongue coil out of his mouth. smoke starts coming up the ramp and settles on stage around him.as the light start flashing. He pulls the microphone to his lips and starts screaming while making his body shake almost uncontrollably.

The devils are girls with Van Gogh's missing ear
You say what you want but filth is all that they hear
I've got the jigger to make all you bigger
Ladies und gentlemen
So drop your pissroom mate, and make sure you're not late
You tramps and lunatics
Here's a trick that's gonna make you click

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

As he sings he begins to walk down to the ring. Still shaking he screams his name.

Vesneski!!!!!

So my Bon Mots, Hit-boy Tommy Irons, Rowdy rowdies, Honey-fingered Goodbye Dolls
Hellzapoppin, open your third nostril
Put on your black face, and your god is gone

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the Golden Age of Grotesque

Vesneski gets to the ring and pulls himself up and goes through the ropes. Walking to the turnbuckle he jumps up on it and pulls the microphone to his lips again.

We sing la la, la la, la la lah
We sing la la, la la, lah
La la, la la, la la, lah
We sing la la, la la, la la lah.

Vesneski gets down and removes his jacket and sits down in the corner awaiting his opponent.”

Bob Simmons: Weighing in at 230 lbs, Vesneski! And their opponents….

“The arena lights turn off as the beginning guitar solo of "Perfect Insanity" sound echos throughout the arena. As the music starts Oblivion steps out onto the stage and the lights turn on but stay dim. The crowd lets out a multitude of boos as Oblivion walks towards the ring. Oblivion reaches up and grabs onto the top rope and he steps up onto the ring. He then steps over the top rope. Oblivion begins a slow pace around the ring as he waits for the match to start.”

Bob Simmons: Weighing in at 313lbs, Oblivion. And his partner…

“Rollin' starts, Mortition comes out on a huge motorcycle. He rides 1 lap around the ring, goes up the ramp a little and turns off the bike. Walks into ring, then raises hand in the air.”

Bob Simmons: Weighing in at 378lbs, The Mortition.

John: So Mike, who do you think in this match is the most important to get a victory here tonight?

Mike: I have to go with Oblivion and the Mortition, John. I mean, he hasn’t really had a solid victory since his title reign. The Mortition is looking to pick up his first victory.

John: 100% agreed.

Mike: Here we go! Tag Team Tournament second match underway!

“Oblivion and Vesneski are the first in the ring when Vesneski smiles and looks up the ramp. Oblivion goes toward him but Vesneski hops through the crowd and goes away. Blackjack looks confused. Blackjack hesitates to step into the ring with the monster Oblivion.”

John: What is going on here? Vesneski, another opportunity and screwing up again.

“Blackjack steps into the ring as Oblivion and him are circling the ring. They lock up and Oblivion gives a hard shove as BJ stumbles a bit. BJ goes toward him again but Oblivion nails a boot to the midsection. He then picks him up and hits a scoop slam going for the cover. One…Two… Kick out by Blackjack. Oblivion picks up Blackjack and throws him into the corner and tags into Mortition. The begin kicking hard to the groin of Blackjack. Mortition pulls him out of the corner then shoves him back in and goes for a Dive but Blackjack moves as Mortition goes face first into the turnbuckle. He turns around as Blackjack goes for a big boot but Mortition pushes his foot out of the way and then grabs his arm and begins climbing on the top rope.”

John: OLD SCHOOL!!!

“Out of nowhere Vesneski runs through the crowd and pushes Mortition of the top rope and Blackjack lands in a roll up. One…Two.. Kick out by Mortition. Vesneski pulls Oblivion off the apron as they begin exchanging blows. Meanwhile in the ring Blackjack gets him as Mortition goes to work on him with jabs. He then makes his way back to the top rope for Old School and connects.”

Mike: Mortition is DOMINATING!

“Mortition then hits a chokeslam onto Blackjack then picks him up and waives his thumb across his neck. The crowd begins screaming in chants of the Mortition.”

John: TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!

Mike: FIRST WIN???

“ONE…TWO…THREE..”

Bob Simmons: Here are your winners. The Mortition and Oblivion!

“The Mortition did it. Oblivion and the Mortition are advancing. Oblivion hops into the ring and raises his hand with Mortition as Vesneski hops in and spits into the face of both men and runs out. He flicks off the crowd and throws his hands down.”

John: Is Vesneski through with the HWS?

“Scene Fades”

[Scott Leland]

((OOC: Big Ci was supposed to be a guest commentator again this week and I was going to write him into the Ob/Blackjack tag match. No one showed so it wasn't written. This segment was written as if Ci was commentating.))

Find the Real by Alter Bridge hits and Kris Karnage makes his way to the ring to a chorus of boos. He slides into the ring and gets mic.

Kris Karnage: Whether you like it or not you have to listen to what I have to say!

The crowd begins booing, not letting him finish.

Karnage: Shut up!

They boo even more.

Karnage: I came out here to brag. Thats right, brag. I'm going to lie and say I came out here to challenge someone, then talk about my performance at Gorefest. I'm going straight up and brag. I want you to take this situation. One of you low-life losers are thrown into a Cage with weapons and five other men. See how long you last! I am pretty damn good. I didn't win but I put on one hell of a show that no body else can top!

Another thing I came out here for was to talk about management. (he chuckles a little) Yeah, everyone know what happened. Everyone in the back is bitching about winners and people are quitting. To me it's a bunch of bullshit. But there are things that I object to. My pay. It's simple, I deserve more money. I may not have done much since my return, but I bring in the ratings! I des...

Big Ci is seen taking off his headset and standing up. He shakes hands with John Prior and Mike McAardle before heading up the ramp.

Karnage: Hey, where the hell do you think you're going? Listen to what I have to say. It involves you.

Ci turns around and stares into the eyes of Kris.

Karnage: I've heard you week in and week out guest commentate with those two retards.

Mike: Hey now...

Karnage: At first, I thought you were going to help them. I thought you were going to make the commentating more interesting. but the fact of the matter is, you ruined it. Each week you have done such a horrible job at it, and to make it worse you constantly bash the wrestlers in the ring with your horrible insults. You want to talk trash, talk trash to my face.

Cismiles as the crowd boos to Karnage. Ci begins slowly walking to the ring, looking at the crowd and pointing at Karnage. He then slides into the ring and gets into the face of Karnage, he grabs the mic and puts it to his lips.

Big Ci: Listen, I never talked badly about you, mate. But if you want to fight, then let's fight. I've been talking to these loyal fans and they say they want to see you get your ass kicked. Plus they just don't want to see your face anymore. Aftershock, me and you. I can kill two birds with one stone.

Karnage backs away, looking angry.

Karnage: Aftershock? Why wait two weeks? Let's do it next week!

Ci: You're on!

Karnagebacks into the ropes and drops to the ground and slides out. He exits the arena, keeping his eye on Ci.

[Scott Leland]

The camera cuts to the back to see Josh Eagles throw Earl Swisher into a coke machine. Eagles kicks Swisher in the gut and throws him into the coke machine again. Eagles picks up Swisher and goes for a suplex. Swisher reverses and suples Eagles on the concrete. A ref catches up to them and calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Mike: Wow! This match is underway and we haven’t seen either man out here yet!

Swisher drags Eagles over to some railing. He picks up the railing and drops it on Eagles. Swisher mounts Eagles and begins punching him in the jaw over and over. He finally gets up and picks up Eagles. They come to a black curtain and Swisher hip tosses Eagles into it and the camera cuts to the arena. Eagles comes flying out onto the entrance stage. The crowd begin cheering and get louder when Swisher steps onto the stage. Swisher picks Eagles up, but Eagles breaks free and kicks Swisher between the legs.

John: Damn man! That was brutal!

Eagles whips Swisher, backfirst into the guard rail. He walks over to Swisher and hits him with a European uppercut. Eagles reaches over the rail and grabs a chair. He kicks Swisher in the gut and slams the chair over his back. With Swisher down on the ground, Eagles slams the chair over his back again and again. He throws the chair down and picks up Swisher. He carries him over to the ring and props him up on a ringpost. Eagles steps back and gets a running start. He attempts to sandwich Swisher between himself and the ringpost. Swisher moves and Eagles smacks, headfirst into the post. He falls to the floor. After a few seconds he rolls over and the camera zooms in on his face. Blood is beginning to runs down his forehead. Swisher looks under the ring and pulls out a table.

Mike: Earl looking for a little revenge! Using a weapon of his own!

John: Oh come on! Real men don’t have to resort to using weapons!

Swisher sets up the table outside the ring and picks up Eagles. He lifts Eagles up and powerbombs him through the table. Swisher kicks him a couple of times and picks him up. He tosses Eagles into the ring. Swisher rolls in the ring and runs off the ropes. Eagles gets to his feet to see Swisher coming at him. Swisher catches him with an enziguri. Eagles staggers back to the ropes. He shakes loose the cobwebs and runs at Swisher. He goes for a clothesline and Swisher ducks. When Eagles turns around, Swisher connects with The Jawropper. He goes for the pin. 1…2…2.9! Eagles got his foot on the bottom rope. Swisher gets up and yells at the ref. Eagles rolls over to the corner and gets to his knees. He begins begging Swisher to stop and offers a handshake. Swisher just shakes his head no and goes to grab Eagles. Eagles pulls Swisher’s legs out from under him and goes for a pin, putting his feet on the middle rope. 1…2…3!

DING! DING! DING!

Bob Simmons: The winner of this contest… and still HWS TV Champion… Josh Eagles!

Eagles rolls out of the ring and backpeddles up the aisleway, keeping his eyes locked on Swisher.

Mike: I thought we were going to have a new champion, but Eagles took the easy way out!

John: It doesn’t matter how he did it, as long as he’s still champion!

[Scott Leland]

John: Welcome back everyone and what a Sacrifice it has been so far. The tag team tournament is underway.

Mike: That’s right John but now it’s time for our main event! We have the champion, Cryptid taking on Ace!

John: However, will we even have a main event tonight?

Mike: What do you mean?

John: Ace? The no showing Ace? Will he show up?

Mike: He has an opportunity of a life time. He is facing the World Champ. He better…………………

“Music starts and Ace walks out to a mixed reaction. He has a very cocky grin and struts to the ring. He attempts to clap hands with all the fans on his way to the ring, but most of them stand back and some give him the bird. Once he makes it to the ring, he hops up to the apron, steps through the ropes, and does his rolling the dice pose in the middle of the ring. He pulls out some paying cards and walks around the ring shuffling them. He, then, climbs to the second rope and tosses the cards into the crowd.”

Bob Simmons: He is weighing in at 238lbs, The High Roller Ace!

John: That answers that. Look at him Mike. Buffer than ever.

Mike: He did get big John.

Bob Simmons: And his opponent…

“Lights go out.... Korn says "Are You Ready" with a burst of smoke where red lights go all through the arena. Cryptid then floats down from the rafters onto the stage and walks slowly to the ring holding up his World Championship.”

Bob Simmons: He is the HWS World Champion of the WOOORRRRRLLLLDDDDD….. Cryptid!

John: Here we go Mike.

Mike: You know John. This match right here is one I have been waiting to see for awhile here in the HWS.

John: I can’t agree more!

Mike: Here we go.

“Cryptid and Ace lock up and Ace backs Cryptid into the corner as the referee breaks it up as both men put their hands in the air but Cryptid connects with a thumb to the eye of Ace. Cryptid then bounces off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Ace ducks. Cryptid hits the other side and runs back but Ace does a baseball slide. He hits the other side and goes for a boot and Ace ducks. Cryptid backs up looking frustrated!”

John: (Laughing) Ace really is in shape. Getting away from every move that Cryptid tries.

“They lock back up as Ace hits a few jabs to the face then a kick to the groin. He then hits a drop kick to Cryptid’s left knee taking him to the ground. He quickly goes for an ankle lock and locks it in. Cryptid is screaming in pain and finally gets the momentum to roll over and kick Ace in the face with his other boot. Cryptid stands but limping due to the ankle lock. He begins walking toward Ace but falls face first due to his ankle.”

John: That can’t be good Mike. He looks really hurt.

“Ace quickly locks in the ankle lock once again. Cryptid is screaming in pain more and more by the minute. Cryptid gets the momentum once again and flings Ace outside the ring where he smacks his head on the steel steps and begins bleeding.”

John: There will be blood!!! HARDCORE WRESTLING SOCIETY!

“Cryptid makes it to his feet limping and goes up to the top rope looking down at Ace.”

Mike: WHAT? CRYPTID SPLASH OFF THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE?

John: Not like we haven’t seen it before.

“Cryptid flies off but Ace moves out of the way and Cryptid falls hard to the ground holding his left knee and ankle now. Both men are down outside the ring. Ace is the first with movement as he sees Cryptid is lying there in pain. He goes for the cover outside the ring. One…Two… A kick out by the champ. Ace then rolls him into the ring and follows. He picks Cryptid up and hits a huge DDT.”

John: I wonder who was training Mike. Look at Ace go man. He is killing the champ. I think we have our self a new number one contender.

Mike: I don’t think I have ever seen Cryptid get dominated like this.

“Ace picks up Cryptid but Cryptid gets a quick roll up. One..Two…Thr.. So close but couldn’t stay down. Ace gets up quickly and drops a hard elbow to the back of Cryptid as Cryptid rolls outside the ring in pain. Ace puts his arms in the air. A few moments later Ace goes outside the ring and bends down to pick up Cryptid but gets caught with a steel chair to the head. Ace is now bloodier than ever. Both men are now down as Cryptid can barely walk and Ace is covered in red.”

John: This is what I call a main event Mike.

Mike: Exactly.

“Cryptid begins making it to his feet but once he gets there he falls right back down as he cannot even stand on the left leg. Ace gets up and pulls Cryptid back into the ring. He lifts him up and goes for the Death Card. He gets him in the position for the pile driver but it’s reversed. Cryptid nails a back body drop onto Ace and his arm falls over.One…Two….Thr…. Another kick out by the bloody Ace. Both men begin making it to their feet as Cryptid can stand but is limping heavily. Ace goes for a clothesline but so does Cryptid and they both get knocked down hard. Ace’s arm falls over Cryptid. One…Two…Thre…………………….. Kick out by Cryptid at the last second. Ace begions making it to his feet as he picks up Cryptid and puts him in the turnbuckle and lifts him up onto the top rope. He goes up with him looking to go for a suplex off the top rope. Cryptid blocks it as Ace has a shocked look on his face. Cryptid gives an evil grin and lifts Ace up high in the air.”

John: OH MY GOD! He is on the top rope getting ready to suplex him to the fucking ground!

Mike: CRAZY! (Whispers) Watch the language!

John: IT”S HBO BABY!!!

“Cryptid then flies off with Ace hitting a suplex all the way to the floor through Mike and John’s announce table as the fans begin chanting HWS – HWS – HWS –HWS- HWS – HWS – HWS – HWS – HWS.”

John: O. M…. Go…..

Mike: Ok sorry, technical difficulties here as we just had these two crash through our table.

“ The referee begins checking on both men as they are both out cold. Out of nowhere some fan hops over the rale and pulls Ace’s arm over Cryptid.”

John: What the hell Mike?

“One….Two….Thre………………………..SO CLOSE but another kick out.”

John: How the hell Mike, how the hell did that happen?

“About six minutes later both men begin moving as Ace makes it to his feet and so does Cryptid with one good leg. Cryptid swings nailing a hard punch to the bloody Ace but it appears he has brass knuckles on. Cryptid then drags the bloody Ace into the ring limping on his right leg. Cryptid then goes to the top rope and goes for the Cryptid Splash but Ace gets up. Cryptid jumps and Ace tries to catch him but falls down and Cryptid hooks the tights. One….Two…Three…”

DING DING DING

John: Oh My God! He did it!

Bob Simmons: Here is your winner. Cr……………………………..

“Suddenly the fan hops back into the ring and hits a hard bulldog to the champion Cryptid as he stairs into the camera.”

John: It’s him again!

Mike: Who is him?

John: The guy who kept jumping in the Oblivion Cryptid matches.

Mike: Oh Yeah! You are right!

John: We are out of time folks’. Tune it next week.

[Scott Leland]

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