Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2013 14:38:07 GMT -5
IGNITE 23 back in the NEW Arena from Chicago Illinois and apperantly hell has not frozen over despite Nocturnal winning the world title. What will be the aftermath from the pay per view though? What is going on with Jesse? Will Nocturnal, Colt or Valora even be there and how is there health? Deathstroke being booked in a match for the first time in a long and why did he attack Mak? What's next for Al Envy after defending his TA title? What's next that's basically the question for everyone on IGNITE 23 so tune in and find out!
IGNITE 23 INFO
DateFebruary 3, 2013 at 6 pm
VenueN.E.W Arena
DeadlineFebruary 2, 2013 at 9 pm
Rating57
Attendance103,050
Gate$3,091,500
Travel Cost$0
Event Cost$25,000
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Vince Walters: Welcome back to the NEW arena. We had an amazing time in Texas but it’s good to be back home in not so sunny Chicago.
Jill Matthews: We’ve definitely had a great pay per view in Texas. And I think we’re about to hear from one of the guys from the main event. He shouldn’t even be walking let alone talking.
The crowd leans forward.
Then the lights in the arena dim. The Big Screen comes to life with just static. The static seems to zoom back, revealing a television. A small blonde haired girl, Heather O'Rourke, sits looking at the television. She seems mesmerized by the static on her television. Craig T. Nelson and Jo Beth Williams are standing behind her. She slowly raises her hands and places them on the screen of the television.
Craig T. Nelson: Carol Anne, what is it, honey?
Jo Beth Williams: Baby, are you ok?
The girl slowly turns her head back to them.
Heather O'Rourke (Carol Anne): They're here...
Deep shadow covers the screen.
Parts of the screen slowly lighten up to reveal what appears to be a silhouette.
In darkness, a blood curdling cacophony: the squeal of unoiled winches, the rasp of hooks and razors being sharpened; and worse, and the howl of tormented souls. Above this din one particular victim yells for mercy with a mixture of tears and roars of rage.
Now the Screen is awash in people, crawling, scrabbling, and shambling masses, some of them moving in reverse. A sound like moaning accompanies them. The picture switches again. A figure stands upon a shore, its face shrouded. It points accusingly, not towards the screen, but at something unseen off to one side. The insect-like screeching sounds louder.
On the screen is a close up of an eye. Inside that eye is the sentence reflected in reverse: "You’re Worse Nightmare Is Back." The eye blinks once, twice. The word remains. "Narcissistic Cannibal" by Korn starts blaring out. Suddenly the lights go out. Suddenly the screen seems to clear, what looks like the moon appears on it.
It's not the moon at all, they realize. The shape is round like a full moon, but it seems to be made up of thin ribbons of cloud streaking against a night sky. And there's a face, we see, a face hidden in shadows, looking down from above. The picture has a grainy look to it as it changes. The scene is of a young girl sitting in a chair in a straight-jacket behind her stood to her left is a Doctor. The nerve-wracking grating as if of some giant metallic insect sounds in the background, but the young girl doesn't seem to notice. The Doctor stood to the left of the girl suddenly changes position from the left part of the picture, to the right. Almost instantly the Doctor returns to its original position, but in that one moment in its changed location we see a huge man with a shadow covering his face. The young girl turns towards where that figure stood, and smiles.
The screen next becomes a twitching, undulating impenetrable sea of the kanji characters used in the Japanese language. The viewers can pick out only a few things recognizable in English:
"Run whilst you still can."
Now the screen is awash in people, crawling, scrabbling, and shambling masses, some of them moving in reverse. A sound like moaning accompanies them. The picture switches again. A figure stands upon a shore, its face shrouded. It points accusingly, not towards the screen, but at something unseen off to one side. The insect-like screeching sounds louder.
On the big screen is a close up on inhuman, alien-looking eye. Inside that eye a single word is reflected in reverse: Pain. The eye blinks once, twice. The word remains. It changes and we see a long shot of an outdoor, swimming pool, the man with the shadows for a face is swimming in it and the straight jacket young girl sits by it.
The arena drops into darkness as this weird movie is playing out on the big screen. Suddenly pyros explode in front of the big screen, as the fans literally jump from the shock. The roving arm of the overhead camera picks out people in the crowd. As they realize there on the screen they hold the signs higher. Orange strobes cut around the arena as blue smoke billows from underneath the grating on the ramp way. The whole entranceway bursts into flames. A figure can be seen on the other side of the flames; he is dressed in black robes with the hood pulled up.
He pulls the hood down, dropping the robes to the floor revealing to the crowd who it is; then, raising his massive arms with the two title belts over his head in an age-old gesture of defiance and supremacy as phosphorus flames blast in twin columns to the heavens behind him.
Vince Walters: The World Champion and one half of the Tag Championship is in the house.
He stands motionless, emotionless. Then on some unseen signal he launches himself forward into the flames without a seconds thought, his dark eyes glaze over. He stands with his arms outstretched like a crucifixion. Flames lick around his head and engulf his clothing, yet he emerges from the other side unscathed.
Laughing sadistically as he seems to just emerge from the billowing smoke and he slowly walks towards the ring ignoring the cheers from the crowd. Nocturnal, dressed in a "President Nocturnal" T-shirt. As he passes a camera he stops and looks directly into the lens. He has the look of an arrogant champion on his face.
He gets down and looks around he nods his head and stands in the middle of the ring and roars as pyros explode behind him.
Vince Walters: He does seem to be hurt.
Jill Matthews: Yes, you can see it in his face.
The smoke clears in the ring. He leans over the ropes and grabs a microphone off of one of the ring crew. He returns to the centre of the ring tapping the microphone making sure it is working; He looks around the arena awaiting the people to be quiet so he can talk. He winces and holds his ribs.
Vince Walters: Nocturnal is definitely still hurt.
Jill Matthews: He’s supposed to be defending the tag championships later with Seth.
Nocturnal: So finally I beat the odds and won the NEW World Heavyweight Championship.
A chant of “Nocturnal” goes around the arena.
Nocturnal sadistically smiles as he walks around the ring.
A cheer goes up.
Nocturnal: So how’s it feel Jesse? Does it hurt that your little promotion is now under my guard? Does it niggle at you? Does it gnaw you to the very core? Oh come on Jesse grow a fucking set, you’ve always known you couldn’t hold me down. You was just kidding yourself or living in cloud cuckoo fucking land.
Nocturnal smirks.
Nocturnal: So I won the belt and what’s next for me I hear you ask. This belt now makes me a target. It draws a red circle upon my back. Look what’s happened since I beat Colt and Valora for it. People seem to be coming out of the woodwork just so they can get a shot at a legitimate World Heavyweight Champion. I see Makeveli’s here. I haven’t seen the cat in over a decade and as soon as I get the title belt he shows back up. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
He nods as he continues around the ring.
Nocturnal: Deathstroke. My sometimes partner most of the rest of the times enemy shows up also. After months and months of me trying to bring him in so he can feed on my success once again. If he’s here Brian Hart can’t be too far behind. Just putting that out there.
Smirking he rubs the title belts.
Nocturnal: Then there is XXX. He returns as soon as there is a legitimate World Heavyweight Champion for NEW. Not like Shane or Lucas. No a real Champion. He thinks by returning at World War X that he can disguise the fact that he’s coming back for this belt on my shoulder.
The fans go crazy as Nocturnal approaches the camera and sends a middle-finger across the world.
A laugh goes up around the arena as Nocturnal shrugs.
Nocturnal: Come on XXX we all know what you are really like. Fuck. Why don’t you choose Shane and Lucas as your team members for World War X. Be original for once in your life as we know you are probably going to pick the tag team of Brokeback Mountain aka Al Envy and Inkt?
He looks into the camera and smiles.
Nocturnal: Really? Be original XXX. Unstable will be in that match at World War X. Even if it’s just the two of us we will be winning that match as it is inevitable my folic ally deprived friend. Come on get real. I’ve been on a roll as of lately whilst you’ve been sat at home mumbling to any one that would listen that you are better than them but buddy people have moved on and left you in their wake. You are an outdated fossil with visions of grandeur. You should have stayed gone.
He walks around the ring.
Nocturnal: Who is next to come out of retirement? Who will return next? Pugh? Joey Falcone? Matt Slater? Come on people you saw the punishment I took just to get the belt. Now think what I would do to keep it. I will rip their very souls out of their bodies and eat them fuckers. Then there are the other two fuckers that keep getting in my way…….
He pauses trying to remember something.
Nocturnal: Oh yeah Al Envy and Inkt aka Brokeback Mountain………..What are they in the NEW for? One to hold XXX’s shaft whilst the other cups the balls right?
He smiles as he looks out at the crowd.
Nocturnal: Oh come on guys it’s funny. How do you think these two guys got over in NEW? It’s not fucking talent. The show stealer? What the fuck? When was the last show he stole? America’s Next Top Ass Clown? No. He should just take his ass and return to which ever rock he lives under. Probably a tent in XXX’s yard. I looked around this locker room. This roster is full of pathetic wastes of space that are stealing air from Nocturnal’s lungs. Look at Colt………….
The crowd cheer.
Nocturnal: You cheer for him? You saw what I did to him last week? He doesn’t deserve to be in the same promotion as me. If he wants to be as good as me he should go out and buy some Nocturnal merchandise; which incidentally the new “President Nocturnal” t-shirt is now available at Newedgewrestling.net.
He smiles into the camera.
Nocturnal: But is anyone mentally prepared for what is to come? Nocturnal has decided he’s not going to wait for someone to steal the gold from him. He’s going to go on the offensive. So Jesse, you better sort yourself out and start lining them up as I don’t want to be one of those champions that defends his belt every couple of months. So stick that deep into that grey matter of yours and make sure it sticks. Any other thoughts of screwing me over are going to get you cold slabbed, toe tagged and mailed home to your momma in a plastic bag…….Are we crystal?
He throws the microphone to the mat and rolls out of the ring. As he walks up the ramp way he seems to be surprised that he’s getting a few chants of “Nocturnal”
Vince Walters: Ladies, gentlemen and those that have yet to decide, mark this time, remember where you were when you switch on your laptops, get onto your face book, twitter or whatever social network you are on and say that you saw when Nocturnal came out for the first time as NEW World Heavyweight Champion.
Jill Matthews: I know Vince; I wonder how Jesse Styles will take this?
Vince Walters: I know right. Will Nocturnal be scolded for this or will they fold to his will?
Jill Matthews: He does have a long history of anger management problems.
Vince Walters: Plus he is supposed to be having a match with Brokeback Mountain.
Jill Matthews: Don’t. That’s not official.
WORLD CHAMPIONS STATE OF ADDRESS
TypeOne man segment
Length9 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating98%
Crowd Reaction100%
Overall Rating99%
VS VS
Vince Walters: Welcome everyone to another edition of IGNITE! I am your host Vince Walters the man with the best voice in wrestling!
Jill Mathews: Wait just a damned minute you are the co host I start the show off not you!
Vince Walters: Oh shut up you don't always need the spotlight big boobs,
Jill Mathews: Not to mention moron the opening of the show has already been done!
Vince Walters: Oh that's right.
Zack Magumbo and Chester have already made there ring entrances as we now await the final person in the match to make his entrance.
Vince Walters: Chester looks just so out of shape and well he looks just bad.
Jill Mathews: This is true.
Mason Stockholms theme plays over the speakers and out walks the newcomer down the rampway getting a mixed reaction from the fans in attendance as he walks up the steel ring steps and into the ring.
Vince Walters: Another new guy here man we have a lot of talent coming into NEW as of late.
Jill Mathews: NEW is the place to be everyone knows that we have everything anyone could want.
Vince Walters: Including your breasts.
Jill Mathews: They do bring ratings that's for sure.
DING!
The bell rings as Chester stands in middle of the ring looking out of it while the skinny Zach charges at Mason Stockholm running right into him and Mason doesn't move a muscle Zach just drops like a bad habit. Mason smiles and even laughs a little bit as he kicks the downed Zach multiple times while Chester still stands in center of the ring yawning now. Mason gets to his feet walking over to Chester and slaps him right across his face. Chester falls down literally like the man has no energy. Mason looks a bit confused but kicks Chester while he is down as well. Now Zach is back to his feet and tries to turn around Mason but doesn't even have enough power to do that. So Mason turns around on his own kicking Zach in his gut and FEEDING EM COLD CUTS!!!! Zach looks out cold on the mat. Mason gets back to his feet and see's that Chester has stumbled to his feet and once again Mason slaps him then slaps him again and the fans are screaming for Chester to do something wanting to see the man show the fire he used to have once upon a time. But, Chester looks just out of it like there is no fire left as Mason drops the big man with a running high boot right between Chesters eyes and now drives his elbow into him multiple times right to the heart of Chester. Zach is once again getting to his feet and Mason see's this and grabs Zach Immediate Impact!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Down goes Zach and the man looks dead and now Chester has risen to his feet he actually strikes Mason multiple times with punches getting Mason off balance a bit and Chester now backs up and charges at Mason trying a running closeline but Mason ducks it and as Chester turns around Immediate Impact!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Down goes Chester who is done stick a fork in the man's career.
Jill Mathews: Okay that Zach guy is horrible he wont be seeing another match in NEW and Chester such a sad story how the might have fallen so far.
Vince Walters: Well the man lived the hard life partying, drinking and eating A LOT of food it does catch up to you after a while.
Jill Mathews: Sadly it would appear so but on the good note this Mason guy has been rather impressive here and it looks like after a little taunting he is going to make the pinfall.
Vince Walters: He's putting his boot on the chest of Chester adding major insult to injury.
ONE......
TWO.....
THREE!!!!
DING!!!
DING!!!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner Mason Stockholm!!!!
Mason poses to the fans and some boo some clap. He even let's the world he sure hopes NEW has more to offer for him this week because what he just took on was a joke.
Vince Walters: I kind like this guy.
Jill Mathews: He's a bit cocky so of course you would.
Vince Walters: Nothing wrong with some cockyness.
OPENING 3 WAY DANCE
Type1 vs 1 vs 1
Length5 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating30%
Crowd Reaction34%
Overall Rating32%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
“Dude wake the fuck up!!”
Inkt smacks the sleeping Al Envy on the back of the head.
Al Envy: Oh damn sorry man. I all of a sudden got sleepy.
Inkt: You didn’t have that rough of a night did you. I mean we only went through 10 bitches, okay yeah doing that crappy movie was boring but….
All of a sudden Chris Styles busts in the room.
Chris Styles: YOU GUYS WILL NEVER BELIEVE THIS!!!!!!
Al Envy: Got damn dude why are you yelling. I am fucking hungover.
Chris Styles: Sorry champ, Inkt guess what??You guys had me act in that movie you did right?
Inkt: If you want to call it that. Actually we did it to just get under Nocturnal and Iser’s skin. And oh boy did we ever!!
Al and Inkt slap hands as Envy gets up off the couch to stretch.
Chris Styles: Yeah well someone on the internet watched it, was impressed that I could play a druggie so well.
Al Envy: Gee I wonder why?
Chris Styles: Anyways I got offered a 3 movie deal! I am going to fucking Hollywood son!!
Chris starts waving a piece of paper around. Inkt snatches it from him and Al and he huddle around it. After reading it they started laughing.
Al Envy: Dude you are invited to Hollywood all right. Hollywood, Florida. And yeah you are in a movie for sure. If you are into gay porn. They want you to be the druggie looking to suck a penis for coke. In other words they offered you a contract to do gay porn. Cheetah boy
Chris Styles looked dejected.
Chris Styles: Well I am into the ladies lets get that straight. By just for the hell of it how much did they offer?
Al shoved Chris Styles out of the room and threw his contract with him. He turned around and looked at Inkt who just shook his head.
Inkt: So are you ready for this?
Al Envy: Oh hell yeah. It’s time for 8 Bit to save the masses. Take the tag straps off of UnEntertaining tonight.
Inkt: So we should talk strategy then…..
Al looked at his cell phone.
Al Envy I would love too but I have to be somewhere right now. I promised a lady I would met her for a quick bite of lunch.
Inkt: You are a night owl. You don’t eat or bone until its dark! What in the hell is going on?
Then the answer showed u at the door. Standing there was Scarlet Styles herself. Al looked back at Inkt who looked disapprovingly at his tag team partner.
Inkt: Dude….. Al….come on man don’t get involved!.
Al Envy: Its only lunch mayne. I know she is married. I know who she is married too. We are just friends. I will see you later ok. Oh and whatever you do don’t watch any UnStable promos because that’s how I fell asleep!
Al walked away leaving Inkt alone looking nervous.
Inkt: Got Dammit!
8 BIT SEGMENT
TypeOne man segment
Length7 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating57%
Crowd Reaction69%
Overall Rating63%
VS VS
Tom Davis – Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is a Triple Threat Match. Introducing first...Hailing from Chicago, Illinois.......weighing 230 pounds......KKKKOOODDDYYY GGGGRRRIIIMMMM!!!!!!!
["Rise and Shine" - Blood on the Dance Floor]
The fans are ablaze with cheerful chatter as the lights atop the Colosseum flicker to dim glow, barely clinging to life. Dim, white and blue beams of light begin to search for an unknown target as a lone piano quietly escapes from the public announce system, quickly being followed by an orchestra of violins and a lonely guitar. With increasing intensity, the rhythm begins to gain momentum and accelerate with breakneck pace. The roaming spotlight’s find their final destination upon the stage as the screen kicks to life, alight with the backstreets of Chicago as the camera twists and turns through the poetic filth amidst a great nest of pipes, tanks and vomiting chimneys of endless refineries, which intestines spill from their bowels and leading off to the unknown, yet not before finally ending on a singular, shadowy object of admiration.
As the bass drops and the mesmerizing lyrics begin to captivate the capacity crowd, silver sparks begin to fall from the titan-like amalgamation of imagery and steel, the silhouette of Kody Grimm stirs, head bowed, mind wandering, waiting for a cue that on any given night may be his last. For several moments he stands there, reveling in the misplaced glory that is his arrival and the uncertainty of the oncoming war between men.
A spark of confidence and he is marching down the ramp, fans beside him clamoring for his attention and slapping his tense back as his eyes remained fixed on a singular item; the ring. He calmly slides head first into the ring, quickly walking to and claiming onto one of the turnbuckles. He stands there, perched on his throne, eyes scanning the still-clamoring crowd. No mater how many times he has done this sequence of events, a smile spreads across his face and his eyes glisten with appreciation for the opportunity that has been presented before him.
He raises his hand high in the air, a final act of preparation, before the lights return to their former glory and the music crashes to a halt. He pounces of top top turnbuckle and turns towards the very stage he just came from, waiting for the clash ahead.
Tom Davis: Next up …..weighing in at 275 pounds....MMMMAAAAKKKEEEVVVEEELLIIII!!!!!
[Ambitionz Az A Rider by 2Pac plays]
Makeveli comes out on the stage and looks around and then begins to walk toward the ring . When he arrives he stands on each post giving the middle finger to the crowd and the fans booing him.
Tom Davis: And our final contestant in tonight’s match.....hailing from the North UK …...........weighing in at 125 pounds.......she is JADA "Dark Angel" WILLIAMS!!!!!!
[I'm not Jesus by Apocalyptica w/ Corey Taylor plays as she comes to the ring.]
[Bell Rings...Ding..Ding...Ding]
Vince Walters: Look at Dark Angels ass, boy we could make love to each other and then she could tie me up any day of the week and beat me senseless.
Jill Matthews: You think I could do that to you?
Vince Walters: Hell yeah, I thought you'd never ask Jill baby.
Jill Matthews: Well I meant minus the making love part you fucking troll idiot.
Vince Walters: You know you want all of this, bitch. Anyway, Kody Grimm and Makeveli are locked up, and Dark Angel kicks Makeveli in his kidney area. Makeveli is down on the canvas. Kody Grimm tries to cover, and it's broken up by Dark Angel.
Vince Walters: Dark Angel and Kody Grimm look at each other as if to make some sort of agreement, and they both begin to stomp on Makeveli. Kody continues his assault, and Dark Angel climbs to the top turnbuckle. Kody Grimm smiles as he waits to see what Dark Angel is going to do to Makeveli.
Vince Walters: OUCH! Dark Angel has delivered a Flying Thrust Kick to the unsuspecting Kody Grimm.
Jill Matthews: You always have to watch your ass in that ring, and Kody trusted Dark Angel a little too much.
Vince Walters: Grimm is down and now Dark Angel is going to ….......CLOTHESLINE! Makeveli got to his feet so quickly, and he dropped Dark Angel with a standing clothesline as she was attempting to go for the pin on Grimm. She never saw it coming.
Jill Matthews: Look at that replay and you can see the big man's cat-like quickness as Dark Angel's head snaps back hard. She may be concussed after that.
Vince Walters: Dammit Makeveli you bastard! Now, if I go to ask Dark Angel for sex tonight like I wanted to, she'll claim she really has a fucking headache.
Jill Matthews: Like any woman in her right mind wouldn't tell you that anyway, right?
Vince Walters: Makeveli now on the offensive as he executes a German Suplex on Kody Grimm. Makeveli for the pin 1...2...KICKOUT!
Jill Matthews: Makeveli is complaining to the referee about that count. He thinks it was a bit slow, and that allows Grimm to roll out of the ring. Dark Angel also is on the side of the ring trying to clear the cobwebs out of her head.
Vince Walters: Makaeveli slides out of the ring and grabs Kody Grimm. He picks him up drives him into the post. Grimm may have a broken collar bone. You can see that right arm hanging limp. Now Makeveli lifts Grimm’s body up, and you can hear the agony of Grimm. OMG! Makeveli just slammed Kody Grimm’s face into the edge of the steel stairs.
Jill Matthews: There are teeth laying in blood on the stairs. Kody has a river of blood coming out of his mouth.
Vince Walters: Makeveli is now laying Grimm's left leg across the steps while Grimm's is laying on the floor. Makeveli now hops up on the apron and OH MAMA! He just jumped down on Grimm’s leg, and you could hear it snap in two.
Jill Matthews: I cant believe how brutal Makeveli is out there. He is out of control tonight. Grimm is screaming in so much agony that there is no longer any sound coming out of his mouth.
[Confession by Cold blares across the arena]
Vince Walters: That's Elizabeth Devereaux's music. Apathy is coming to the ring, what does she want? Makeveli is distracted by the entrance, and Dark Angel is on the top turnbuckle.Makeveli turns, and Dark Angel delivers a Springboard 270 Hurricanrana Kneedrop!
Jill Matthews: Apathy has a bullwhip laced with bared wire, and she has just wrapped it tightly around Kody Grimm’s neck. You can see bleeding around Grimm's neck, and Apathy is now dragging his broken body up the ramp with it.
Vince Walters: Lord help Kody Grimm wherever Devereaux is taking him. Now, we're down to just two people in this match, and Dark Angel is trying to lift the 275 pound Makeveli into the ring but is struggling to do so.
Jill Matthews: You can see the frustration as she screams out loud.
Vince Walters: I would love to make her scream myself.
Jill Matthews: Just go introduce yourself to her, and she'll scream in terror no doubt.
Vince Walters: All ladies scream in terror at the thought of getting pound by the BIG VINCINATOR, but they just can't resist.
Jill Matthews: Just shut the fuck up and call the action Little Vinny.
Vince Walters: Dark Angel just tried to ram Makeveli into the steel post, and Makeveli put his arms out and caught himself in time. Dark Angel, realizing her much bigger opponent is alert again, quickly gets into the ring.
Vince Walters: Makeveli follows, and as he rolls in and stands up, Dark Angel has climbed to the top turnbuckle again. She leaps for a Diving Spear, but Makeveli catches her in the air. Makeveli now delivers a THUGBOMB! The Referee counts 1..2...3...Its over!
Tom Davis: The winner of this match by pinfall.....MMMMAAAAKKKEEEVVVEEELLIIII!!!!!
[Ambitionz Az A Rider by 2Pac plays]
GRIMM VS MAK VS ANGEL
Type1 vs 1 vs 1
Length12 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating32%
Crowd Reaction53%
Overall Rating42%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
The lights go out as we hear “The Diary of Jane” by Breaking Benjamin www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWaB4PXCwFU start, and Tori appears on the ramp as the lights dim. Red and black strobe lights flash as she makes her way down the ramp with the NEW Youngblood title around her waist. As she approaches the steps to the ring, confetti falls from the ceiling, and money rains down as she enters the ring. She takes the microphone from Tom Davis, NEW’s ring announcer. Tom steps to the side as Tori goes from turn buckle to turn buckle with the title held high in the air for everyone in the arena to see. Tori approaches the middle of the ring as she slings the Young blood title over her shoulder.
“I have come out here tonight to show you, the NEW universe, that a woman can do anything in this company. Last week, I was the last person standing in a fatal four way fans bring their own weapons last person standing match, and here I am this week standing before each and every one of you fans and the NEW roster to show my accomplishment because some people said I would never make it in this business but look at me now.”
Tori holds up the Young Blood title as she continues to speak.
“I am proud of myself and my accomplishment. Now is my time to shine and show the world that I can remain a champion. I now have a bull’s eye on my back as does Nocturnal, Seth Iser, Raymond Andrews and Al Envy. But most importantly I was told that tonight I would be awarded the newly revamped Youngblood title.”
Tori looked to the ramp and held up the microphone.
“Jesse Styles get your ass out here now with my title."
Jesse Styles walks down the ramp with the newly revamped Young Blood title in his hands, and he looks pissed off. Maybe Tori shouldn't have called him out like this. Jesse slides under the ropes into the ring as Tori stands in place. Jesse gets to his feet and forcefully pushes the newly revamped Young Blood title into Tori's chest as she takes a step back from the force. Jesse takes her mic.
"Here's your title. Now stop bitching."
Tori looks at Jesse as if he is one rude son of a bitch.
"I'm not thanking you for this so don't expect it, but I will thank the NEW universe."
Jesse rolls his eyes, lights a cigarette, and walks out of the ring as Tori stands there glaring at him.
PASSING OF THE YB STRAP
TypeTwo man segment
Length5 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating55%
Crowd Reaction68%
Overall Rating62%
VS
As we come back from a commercial break Chris Gibson has made his entrance getting an okay reaction from the fans as he stands in the ring looking ready for the upcoming match and we then see Vince Walters at the commentary table drinking a slurpie.
Jill Mathews: Uh Vince where back on the air.
Vince Walters: So?
Jill Mathews: Rather unprofessional if you ask me.
Vince Walters: I didn't ask you.
Jill Mathews: Well anyways coming up next we have a rising youngblood contender taking on an old NEW vet.
Vince Walters: Yeah so exciting let me tell you.
Jill Mathews: Oh come on these two are going to put on one heak of a show I can feel it in my bones.
Vince Walters: You mean your boobs?
Jill Mathews: No....I didn't mean my boobs you jackass.
Vince Walters: AHHH BRAIN FREEZE!!!!
Jill Mathews: HA!
Devin Stone's theme hits and out walks Devin hand and hand with his escort Riley Williams. Devin gets a ton of boo's from the fans and Stone smiles noticing this. He taunts many of the fans as he walks down the ramp way and Riley even gets in on the act with him. Devin obviously loves to be hated and Riley does as well. Chris Gibson is in the ring stretching as Tom Davis puts the mic up to his mouth.
Tom Davis: And, his opponent "The Man That Beat Jesse Styles" DEVIN STONE!!!
Devin enters the ring and see's Gibson still stretching RUNNING BIG BOOT RIGHT TO THE FACE OF GIBSON!! Chris is down and Devin tells the ref to ring the bell as Stone takes the microphone from Tom.
Devin Stone: Yeah you heard it right I am the man that beat Jesse Styles and I could continue to beat up on that chump of an owner you all have any day of the week. I am a legend and I deserve to be treated like a legend not booked against someone like this loser Chris Gibson who had already been put down by the franchise of this whole company. I wanna know when the NEW is going to wake the hell up and start booking me correctly because quite frankly I am getting sick of this.
As Devin is talking Riley comes into the ring and low blows Gibson just as he was getting up!!!
Devin Stone: That's my girl. Now back to what I was saying I demand respect bottom line. You see the chumps like Al Envy, Inkt, Triple X, Roger Wright, Seth Iser and Nocturnal getting all the respect what about old Devin Stone? Seriously what about me? Yeah you fans can chant who cares all you want but you all know deep down I am the best in this business and sooner or later someone is going to have to realize this I deserve to be the NEW World Champion again I am that damned good.
Jill Mathews: My god someone shut him up he was world champion well over three years ago and hasn't done jack since.
Vince Walters: ZzzzzZZZZzZ......
Jill Mathews: And, my broadcast partner is sleping due this annoying rant of Devin Stones.
DING!!!
Vince Walters: What? Huh? Is it over?
Jill Mathews: The bell rang and Devin is still talking. Hey jackass you have a match to wrestle stop talking.
Devin Stone: I am the best I will keep telling you damn people that and I want to take on the so called best of this federation so line them up and I the Legend Devin Stone will knock them down!
Chris Gibson has gotten back to his feet rather out of it from the earlier assault and turns Devin around punching him right in his mouth so hard that Devin might of actually lost a tooth. Gibson falls to his ass obviously still feeling the effects from that big boot. Perhaps Gibson has a concussion? Ether way Devin Stone is holding his mouth in pain and Riley is up on the ring apron to check on him. Gibson now is trying to struggle to his feet as Stone now stops holding his mouth going to the center of the ring kicking Gibson in the gut and TBONE SUPLEXING HIM TO THE MAT! Devin wipes some blood from his mouth and brings the weary Gibson to his feet kicking him in the gut again and PILEDRIVER!!! Stone thinks about going for a pin but decides against it taunting the fans somemore as Riley cheers him on and Gibson slowly struggles to his feet. Stone reaches down to pull him up the rest of the way and Gibson punches him right in the gut very hard. Stone backs off a bit holding his gut in pain like he could throw up possibly. Gibson uses the ring ropes to pull him self to his feet and Riley jumps onto the apron. Gibson who is still really unbalanced stumbles over to her and she tries to slap him but Gibson catches her hand and shoves her off the ring apron! Devin now had his full attention back on Gibson who now turns around FRANCHISE DRIVER!!! STONE NAILS IT!!!! He now mocks the fans somemore and checks to see if Riley is ok down on the outside. After seeing she's waving for him to finish it Stone makes the pin attempt.
ONE.....
TWO.....
THREE!!!!!
DING!!!
DING!!!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner DEVIN STONE!
Devin begins to celebrate as Riley rolls into the ring limping a bit from landing on her ankle but the celebration continues until.......JESSE STYLES APPEARS ON THE NEW-TRON. Jesse has a cold look across his face and does a fake clap like jesture.
Jesse Styles: The man that beat Jesse Styles...... Devin you won that match in the most unentertaining way possible. You attacked the man before the bell even rang causing him a concussion possibly so in other words next week there will be a REMATCH! Yes Devin you vs Gibson again and this time if you do a damned thing before the bell rings I WILL FIRE YOUR ASS! Why you wonder? Because I just don't like you.
The Tron fades and Devin stands in the ring very pissed off looking for a microphone.
STONE VS GIBSON
Type1 vs 1
Length8 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating71%
Crowd Reaction84%
Overall Rating78%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Devin has made quick work of Chris Gibson in their match at Ignite 23, and he is looking out among the crowd before he asks for a mic. With the boos coming loudly, Devin begins to speak. “This is what you give me?” he says, pointing at the prone body of Gibson. “I'm so much better than this crap, I'm sick and tired of being given such blatant disrespect by the roster and people like Al Envy, XXX, Ozario Liscio, and that jackass Patrick Jones. You three think you are so special? Also screw Jesse Styles bring on the rematch. I know many out there that are better than you, with me being one of them.” The Boos begin to echo throughout as Devin continues. “Yes, you all will cheer for them cause they are your favorites and then we have someone like Tori Notorious who is making her way for reasons we all know.” A smirk comes to his face with the disrespect he gives The Youngblood Champion. “So what I will say tonight is it's time to give me the respect that I deserve, or you will become a victim from Devin Stone.”
MESSAGE
TypeOne man segment
Length3 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating49%
Crowd Reaction59%
Overall Rating54%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Vince Walters: Well, a well executed victory, not very unexpected, but a good effort, and Stockholm gets the win.
Jill Matthews: Well, Stockholm, who was touted by some to be worthy of carrying on the N.E.W. brand in the void that has existed up until very recently was less than impressive in his debut at the Tension in Texas PPV, but on his television debut, he made short work of his opponents. He really just ran through them Vince.
Vince Walters: Well, a fatal four way is a tricky proposition. Ozario was able to make short work of Dark Angel while longtime veteran Devin Stone and him mixed it up on the outside.
Jill Matthews: He definitely has all the tools to succeed, but we’ll have to see him up against stiffer competition before we start hailing him the new flag bearer or some sort of franchise player…
Vince Walter: Agreed Jill. Something tells me this guy can be big here though. There was a spark this week that I didn’t see at the PPV, and he seemed to be moving a bit gingerly at the PPV before his match…
Jill Matthews: Yes, the internet has actually been exploding with rumours and speculation as to that, but if you ask me, ALL these guys come in injured. It's part of the game; its who can fight through it that makes it to the top.
Vince Walters: Well look at Ms. Matthews getting all philosophical..
Jill Matthews: Shut it Vince. Wait a minute, Stockholm’s asking for a microphone. he’s got something to say!
=Mason Stockohlm paces the ring as the crowd is mixed, raising the microphone to his mouth=
Mason Stockholm: I got a couple things to get off my chest….you see…you stupid mother f*ckers think you’re cute with your little, TWITTER comments…your little…YouTube posts, well GUESS WHAT?! F*ck ALL of YOU!
=the crowd erupts into a frenzy of boos while some cheers of the faithful blend in=
Mason Stockholm: I’m sick of all you fat lazy pieces of shit, sitting there in front of your televisions, thinking you’re fucking CLEVER typing with your fat pudgy little thumbs thinking your f*cking HEMINGWAY….You NITPICK, and CRITICIZE, and TEAR DOWN men who have MORE HEART IN A NIGHTS FIGHT, than most of you COWARDLY, low DOWN, dirty MoMo’s ever exude in your WHOLE LIVES!...
What, you think I’m here to kiss your FEET? To kiss the ring of any belt carrying superstar, or any legend in the past!? Let me make this SUPREMELY clear to all of you….
I do NOT…give…a FUCK!!!!
=crowd erupts in boos while the cheers seem about the same=
Mason Stockholm: You know what? I TRIED to play nice….I TRIED reaching out to the fans, and all I hear is CRITICISM…FIRST WHY did you sign to New Edge? Then, OH! He cant HANG in New Edge…you know what F*ck you ALL! I’m the BEST this company has to offer, fuck all preceding statements, I am HERE, NOW!
=crowd boos louder while the cheers rev up, with some ohhh’s,==
Vince Walters: Was that a shot at Nocturnal?
Jill Matthews: I hope not! For Stockholm’s sake! But he’s REALLY fired up right now! This is great television!!!
Mason Stockholm: So OZARIO…STONE….WHOEVER!!..I will beat EACH and EVERY SINGLE member of that lockeroom. I don’t care if you are a CHAMPION…or some young up and comer…I am going to make my mark here in N.E.W….and God help whoever…WHO EVER….gets…in MY, WAY.
=Stockholm drops the microphone and heads towards the back leaving the crowd stunned as they rain boos down on him until he disappears behind the curtain=
AIRING IT ALL OUT.
TypeOne man segment
Length7 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating11%
Crowd Reaction26%
Overall Rating19%
VS
Jill Matthews: Welcome back to this edition of NEW Ignite. It is an exciting time with all the new arrivals to the New Edge of Wrestling. The next match has a former TEW World Champion facing off against relative new comer in Kaylen Croft. This should be an exciting contest.
Vince Walters: Do you get some type of bonus for saying the word exciting as many times as fucking possible? Maybe it is like you give one hummer and the next one is free.
Jill Matthews: Another sexual reference Vince? How cliché.
Vince Walters: I was talking about the vehicle dumbass.
Jill Matthews: Anyway we have a huge math coming up here We will take it to Tom Davis for the introductions.
"Across The Line" by Linkin Park roars out of the PA system as the crowd erupts into cheers for Your Local Kleptomaniac. Kody walks onto the stage with his hands behind his head as he looks around the arena with a cheesy grin. Kody begins to walk down the ramp as the announcer begins to introduce him.
Tom Davis: The following match is one fall with television time remaining. Introducing first from Saginaw, Michigan, and standing an even six feet tall. He weighs in at 225 pounds. He is as former TEW World Heavyweight champion. He is Kody Gorrrdeeerrrt!
Kody high fives couple of female fans as he walks down the ramp. He slides under the bottom rope to get into the ring and stands in his corner waiting for his opponents to come out.
Jill Matthews: Kody looks like he is ready for action in this one. It appears the fans are chanting something to the young man in the ring, but I cannot quite make it out.
Vince Walters: These New Edge Maniacs are chanting "TEW sucks" to Kody. What the fuck is TEW?
Jill Matthews: TEW is as dead as your love life.
Vince Matthews: Now that one hurt.
Tom Davis: His opponent is from the outer regions of Inkt’s ass. He weighs in at 200 lbs. and stands five feet ten inches tall. He is Kaylen Croft.
The crowd has literally no response as Kaylen walks out to the sound of crickets chirping. He comes running to the ring and trips on his way there. He fights the top rope to try to even enter the ring as the Crowd is laughing at him. The man tries to impress with a straight leap to the top turnbuckle, but his foot slips, resulting in a face plant on the top turn buckle. The fans are making fun of this tool. The bell rings, and the referee is calling for the action to begin.
Vince Walters: That was an awkward beginning to this match. Kody is ready for action, and he is trying to tie up with Kaylen. It looks like Kody knows what he is doing, but Kaylen looks like he is trying to hug a water buffalo.
Jill Matthews: The kid is trying. We have to give him that much. He is putting it all out there to perform for these rabid fans. They are actually behind Kaylen...or more against anything TEW.
Vince Matthews: I do not have to give him anything, but a kick to the damned skull. It looks like they are finally tied up, and Kody hits a nice side suplex on Kaylen. Kaylen is in big trouble thirty seconds into the match.
Jill Matthews: He is going to have to use his speed to get the job done, seeing as he is quite small. Almost on cue Kaylen hits the ropes, but unfortunately, he had a mishap.
The crowd is all over this kid and chanting "You fucked up" ECW style. Kody is laughing at the mishap, and the botch by his opponent. Kaylen appears to be red in the face as he slams his hands on the mat. He is ready to climb back into the ring. He climbs the steps, but he trips one again and face plants on the second step. Kody almost appears embarrassed to be in the ring with this fool.
After an awkward attempt to climb into the ring, he finally falls flat on his back in the middle of the ring. The fans are chanting "You Suck’ to the young man. Kody had been lyaing on the top rope waiting for this tool to get back into the ring, but he gets down and readies himself.
Jill Matthews: This is quite embarrassing. Kody is showing this kid up, and it is pissing Kaylen off. He rushes to Kody who easily side-steps out of harm’s way. Kaylen eats a face full of turnbuckle as he is now bleeding from the mouth. Kody begins kicking away at the injured combatant as the fans are into the match...or the squash as it were. Kody backs away, as if out of pity, to allow Kaylen to get back to his feet.
Vince Walters: It looks like Kaylen has had enough, and he is going to try to use his speed and high flying ability. He is to the top rope. This is not going to end well. I cannot watch this tool fuck up again.
Jill Matthews: He loses his balance and falls to the barricade outside of the ring. Kody has hardly done anything to him and yet Kaylen is busted wide open. Kodiak leaves the ring and drags Croft to his feet. Kody tosses his opponent into the ring. He looks ready to end this debacle and keep Kaylen form embarassing himself further. He goes to lock in the Knight Out, but even before the hold can be executed, Kaylen Croft is screaming in agony and tapping out. The ref shakes his head as he calls for the bell.
Jill Matthews: Mercifully this turd fest is over. Kody posts an impressive win over an outmatched Kaylen Croft.
Vince Walters: Kaylen did more to kick his own ass than Kody did. Gordert didn't even get the satisfaction of really putting him into the Knight Out. Let’s hope the following matches suck a whole lot less. Kody did what he had to do, no matter how little it was, and that was win the match.
IGNITE 23 INFO
DateFebruary 3, 2013 at 6 pm
VenueN.E.W Arena
DeadlineFebruary 2, 2013 at 9 pm
Rating57
Attendance103,050
Gate$3,091,500
Travel Cost$0
Event Cost$25,000
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Vince Walters: Welcome back to the NEW arena. We had an amazing time in Texas but it’s good to be back home in not so sunny Chicago.
Jill Matthews: We’ve definitely had a great pay per view in Texas. And I think we’re about to hear from one of the guys from the main event. He shouldn’t even be walking let alone talking.
The crowd leans forward.
Then the lights in the arena dim. The Big Screen comes to life with just static. The static seems to zoom back, revealing a television. A small blonde haired girl, Heather O'Rourke, sits looking at the television. She seems mesmerized by the static on her television. Craig T. Nelson and Jo Beth Williams are standing behind her. She slowly raises her hands and places them on the screen of the television.
Craig T. Nelson: Carol Anne, what is it, honey?
Jo Beth Williams: Baby, are you ok?
The girl slowly turns her head back to them.
Heather O'Rourke (Carol Anne): They're here...
Deep shadow covers the screen.
Parts of the screen slowly lighten up to reveal what appears to be a silhouette.
In darkness, a blood curdling cacophony: the squeal of unoiled winches, the rasp of hooks and razors being sharpened; and worse, and the howl of tormented souls. Above this din one particular victim yells for mercy with a mixture of tears and roars of rage.
Now the Screen is awash in people, crawling, scrabbling, and shambling masses, some of them moving in reverse. A sound like moaning accompanies them. The picture switches again. A figure stands upon a shore, its face shrouded. It points accusingly, not towards the screen, but at something unseen off to one side. The insect-like screeching sounds louder.
On the screen is a close up of an eye. Inside that eye is the sentence reflected in reverse: "You’re Worse Nightmare Is Back." The eye blinks once, twice. The word remains. "Narcissistic Cannibal" by Korn starts blaring out. Suddenly the lights go out. Suddenly the screen seems to clear, what looks like the moon appears on it.
It's not the moon at all, they realize. The shape is round like a full moon, but it seems to be made up of thin ribbons of cloud streaking against a night sky. And there's a face, we see, a face hidden in shadows, looking down from above. The picture has a grainy look to it as it changes. The scene is of a young girl sitting in a chair in a straight-jacket behind her stood to her left is a Doctor. The nerve-wracking grating as if of some giant metallic insect sounds in the background, but the young girl doesn't seem to notice. The Doctor stood to the left of the girl suddenly changes position from the left part of the picture, to the right. Almost instantly the Doctor returns to its original position, but in that one moment in its changed location we see a huge man with a shadow covering his face. The young girl turns towards where that figure stood, and smiles.
The screen next becomes a twitching, undulating impenetrable sea of the kanji characters used in the Japanese language. The viewers can pick out only a few things recognizable in English:
"Run whilst you still can."
Now the screen is awash in people, crawling, scrabbling, and shambling masses, some of them moving in reverse. A sound like moaning accompanies them. The picture switches again. A figure stands upon a shore, its face shrouded. It points accusingly, not towards the screen, but at something unseen off to one side. The insect-like screeching sounds louder.
On the big screen is a close up on inhuman, alien-looking eye. Inside that eye a single word is reflected in reverse: Pain. The eye blinks once, twice. The word remains. It changes and we see a long shot of an outdoor, swimming pool, the man with the shadows for a face is swimming in it and the straight jacket young girl sits by it.
The arena drops into darkness as this weird movie is playing out on the big screen. Suddenly pyros explode in front of the big screen, as the fans literally jump from the shock. The roving arm of the overhead camera picks out people in the crowd. As they realize there on the screen they hold the signs higher. Orange strobes cut around the arena as blue smoke billows from underneath the grating on the ramp way. The whole entranceway bursts into flames. A figure can be seen on the other side of the flames; he is dressed in black robes with the hood pulled up.
He pulls the hood down, dropping the robes to the floor revealing to the crowd who it is; then, raising his massive arms with the two title belts over his head in an age-old gesture of defiance and supremacy as phosphorus flames blast in twin columns to the heavens behind him.
Vince Walters: The World Champion and one half of the Tag Championship is in the house.
He stands motionless, emotionless. Then on some unseen signal he launches himself forward into the flames without a seconds thought, his dark eyes glaze over. He stands with his arms outstretched like a crucifixion. Flames lick around his head and engulf his clothing, yet he emerges from the other side unscathed.
Laughing sadistically as he seems to just emerge from the billowing smoke and he slowly walks towards the ring ignoring the cheers from the crowd. Nocturnal, dressed in a "President Nocturnal" T-shirt. As he passes a camera he stops and looks directly into the lens. He has the look of an arrogant champion on his face.
He gets down and looks around he nods his head and stands in the middle of the ring and roars as pyros explode behind him.
Vince Walters: He does seem to be hurt.
Jill Matthews: Yes, you can see it in his face.
The smoke clears in the ring. He leans over the ropes and grabs a microphone off of one of the ring crew. He returns to the centre of the ring tapping the microphone making sure it is working; He looks around the arena awaiting the people to be quiet so he can talk. He winces and holds his ribs.
Vince Walters: Nocturnal is definitely still hurt.
Jill Matthews: He’s supposed to be defending the tag championships later with Seth.
Nocturnal: So finally I beat the odds and won the NEW World Heavyweight Championship.
A chant of “Nocturnal” goes around the arena.
Nocturnal sadistically smiles as he walks around the ring.
A cheer goes up.
Nocturnal: So how’s it feel Jesse? Does it hurt that your little promotion is now under my guard? Does it niggle at you? Does it gnaw you to the very core? Oh come on Jesse grow a fucking set, you’ve always known you couldn’t hold me down. You was just kidding yourself or living in cloud cuckoo fucking land.
Nocturnal smirks.
Nocturnal: So I won the belt and what’s next for me I hear you ask. This belt now makes me a target. It draws a red circle upon my back. Look what’s happened since I beat Colt and Valora for it. People seem to be coming out of the woodwork just so they can get a shot at a legitimate World Heavyweight Champion. I see Makeveli’s here. I haven’t seen the cat in over a decade and as soon as I get the title belt he shows back up. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
He nods as he continues around the ring.
Nocturnal: Deathstroke. My sometimes partner most of the rest of the times enemy shows up also. After months and months of me trying to bring him in so he can feed on my success once again. If he’s here Brian Hart can’t be too far behind. Just putting that out there.
Smirking he rubs the title belts.
Nocturnal: Then there is XXX. He returns as soon as there is a legitimate World Heavyweight Champion for NEW. Not like Shane or Lucas. No a real Champion. He thinks by returning at World War X that he can disguise the fact that he’s coming back for this belt on my shoulder.
The fans go crazy as Nocturnal approaches the camera and sends a middle-finger across the world.
A laugh goes up around the arena as Nocturnal shrugs.
Nocturnal: Come on XXX we all know what you are really like. Fuck. Why don’t you choose Shane and Lucas as your team members for World War X. Be original for once in your life as we know you are probably going to pick the tag team of Brokeback Mountain aka Al Envy and Inkt?
He looks into the camera and smiles.
Nocturnal: Really? Be original XXX. Unstable will be in that match at World War X. Even if it’s just the two of us we will be winning that match as it is inevitable my folic ally deprived friend. Come on get real. I’ve been on a roll as of lately whilst you’ve been sat at home mumbling to any one that would listen that you are better than them but buddy people have moved on and left you in their wake. You are an outdated fossil with visions of grandeur. You should have stayed gone.
He walks around the ring.
Nocturnal: Who is next to come out of retirement? Who will return next? Pugh? Joey Falcone? Matt Slater? Come on people you saw the punishment I took just to get the belt. Now think what I would do to keep it. I will rip their very souls out of their bodies and eat them fuckers. Then there are the other two fuckers that keep getting in my way…….
He pauses trying to remember something.
Nocturnal: Oh yeah Al Envy and Inkt aka Brokeback Mountain………..What are they in the NEW for? One to hold XXX’s shaft whilst the other cups the balls right?
He smiles as he looks out at the crowd.
Nocturnal: Oh come on guys it’s funny. How do you think these two guys got over in NEW? It’s not fucking talent. The show stealer? What the fuck? When was the last show he stole? America’s Next Top Ass Clown? No. He should just take his ass and return to which ever rock he lives under. Probably a tent in XXX’s yard. I looked around this locker room. This roster is full of pathetic wastes of space that are stealing air from Nocturnal’s lungs. Look at Colt………….
The crowd cheer.
Nocturnal: You cheer for him? You saw what I did to him last week? He doesn’t deserve to be in the same promotion as me. If he wants to be as good as me he should go out and buy some Nocturnal merchandise; which incidentally the new “President Nocturnal” t-shirt is now available at Newedgewrestling.net.
He smiles into the camera.
Nocturnal: But is anyone mentally prepared for what is to come? Nocturnal has decided he’s not going to wait for someone to steal the gold from him. He’s going to go on the offensive. So Jesse, you better sort yourself out and start lining them up as I don’t want to be one of those champions that defends his belt every couple of months. So stick that deep into that grey matter of yours and make sure it sticks. Any other thoughts of screwing me over are going to get you cold slabbed, toe tagged and mailed home to your momma in a plastic bag…….Are we crystal?
He throws the microphone to the mat and rolls out of the ring. As he walks up the ramp way he seems to be surprised that he’s getting a few chants of “Nocturnal”
Vince Walters: Ladies, gentlemen and those that have yet to decide, mark this time, remember where you were when you switch on your laptops, get onto your face book, twitter or whatever social network you are on and say that you saw when Nocturnal came out for the first time as NEW World Heavyweight Champion.
Jill Matthews: I know Vince; I wonder how Jesse Styles will take this?
Vince Walters: I know right. Will Nocturnal be scolded for this or will they fold to his will?
Jill Matthews: He does have a long history of anger management problems.
Vince Walters: Plus he is supposed to be having a match with Brokeback Mountain.
Jill Matthews: Don’t. That’s not official.
WORLD CHAMPIONS STATE OF ADDRESS
TypeOne man segment
Length9 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating98%
Crowd Reaction100%
Overall Rating99%
VS VS
Vince Walters: Welcome everyone to another edition of IGNITE! I am your host Vince Walters the man with the best voice in wrestling!
Jill Mathews: Wait just a damned minute you are the co host I start the show off not you!
Vince Walters: Oh shut up you don't always need the spotlight big boobs,
Jill Mathews: Not to mention moron the opening of the show has already been done!
Vince Walters: Oh that's right.
Zack Magumbo and Chester have already made there ring entrances as we now await the final person in the match to make his entrance.
Vince Walters: Chester looks just so out of shape and well he looks just bad.
Jill Mathews: This is true.
Mason Stockholms theme plays over the speakers and out walks the newcomer down the rampway getting a mixed reaction from the fans in attendance as he walks up the steel ring steps and into the ring.
Vince Walters: Another new guy here man we have a lot of talent coming into NEW as of late.
Jill Mathews: NEW is the place to be everyone knows that we have everything anyone could want.
Vince Walters: Including your breasts.
Jill Mathews: They do bring ratings that's for sure.
DING!
The bell rings as Chester stands in middle of the ring looking out of it while the skinny Zach charges at Mason Stockholm running right into him and Mason doesn't move a muscle Zach just drops like a bad habit. Mason smiles and even laughs a little bit as he kicks the downed Zach multiple times while Chester still stands in center of the ring yawning now. Mason gets to his feet walking over to Chester and slaps him right across his face. Chester falls down literally like the man has no energy. Mason looks a bit confused but kicks Chester while he is down as well. Now Zach is back to his feet and tries to turn around Mason but doesn't even have enough power to do that. So Mason turns around on his own kicking Zach in his gut and FEEDING EM COLD CUTS!!!! Zach looks out cold on the mat. Mason gets back to his feet and see's that Chester has stumbled to his feet and once again Mason slaps him then slaps him again and the fans are screaming for Chester to do something wanting to see the man show the fire he used to have once upon a time. But, Chester looks just out of it like there is no fire left as Mason drops the big man with a running high boot right between Chesters eyes and now drives his elbow into him multiple times right to the heart of Chester. Zach is once again getting to his feet and Mason see's this and grabs Zach Immediate Impact!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Down goes Zach and the man looks dead and now Chester has risen to his feet he actually strikes Mason multiple times with punches getting Mason off balance a bit and Chester now backs up and charges at Mason trying a running closeline but Mason ducks it and as Chester turns around Immediate Impact!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Down goes Chester who is done stick a fork in the man's career.
Jill Mathews: Okay that Zach guy is horrible he wont be seeing another match in NEW and Chester such a sad story how the might have fallen so far.
Vince Walters: Well the man lived the hard life partying, drinking and eating A LOT of food it does catch up to you after a while.
Jill Mathews: Sadly it would appear so but on the good note this Mason guy has been rather impressive here and it looks like after a little taunting he is going to make the pinfall.
Vince Walters: He's putting his boot on the chest of Chester adding major insult to injury.
ONE......
TWO.....
THREE!!!!
DING!!!
DING!!!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner Mason Stockholm!!!!
Mason poses to the fans and some boo some clap. He even let's the world he sure hopes NEW has more to offer for him this week because what he just took on was a joke.
Vince Walters: I kind like this guy.
Jill Mathews: He's a bit cocky so of course you would.
Vince Walters: Nothing wrong with some cockyness.
OPENING 3 WAY DANCE
Type1 vs 1 vs 1
Length5 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating30%
Crowd Reaction34%
Overall Rating32%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
“ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ”
“Dude wake the fuck up!!”
Inkt smacks the sleeping Al Envy on the back of the head.
Al Envy: Oh damn sorry man. I all of a sudden got sleepy.
Inkt: You didn’t have that rough of a night did you. I mean we only went through 10 bitches, okay yeah doing that crappy movie was boring but….
All of a sudden Chris Styles busts in the room.
Chris Styles: YOU GUYS WILL NEVER BELIEVE THIS!!!!!!
Al Envy: Got damn dude why are you yelling. I am fucking hungover.
Chris Styles: Sorry champ, Inkt guess what??You guys had me act in that movie you did right?
Inkt: If you want to call it that. Actually we did it to just get under Nocturnal and Iser’s skin. And oh boy did we ever!!
Al and Inkt slap hands as Envy gets up off the couch to stretch.
Chris Styles: Yeah well someone on the internet watched it, was impressed that I could play a druggie so well.
Al Envy: Gee I wonder why?
Chris Styles: Anyways I got offered a 3 movie deal! I am going to fucking Hollywood son!!
Chris starts waving a piece of paper around. Inkt snatches it from him and Al and he huddle around it. After reading it they started laughing.
Al Envy: Dude you are invited to Hollywood all right. Hollywood, Florida. And yeah you are in a movie for sure. If you are into gay porn. They want you to be the druggie looking to suck a penis for coke. In other words they offered you a contract to do gay porn. Cheetah boy
Chris Styles looked dejected.
Chris Styles: Well I am into the ladies lets get that straight. By just for the hell of it how much did they offer?
Al shoved Chris Styles out of the room and threw his contract with him. He turned around and looked at Inkt who just shook his head.
Inkt: So are you ready for this?
Al Envy: Oh hell yeah. It’s time for 8 Bit to save the masses. Take the tag straps off of UnEntertaining tonight.
Inkt: So we should talk strategy then…..
Al looked at his cell phone.
Al Envy I would love too but I have to be somewhere right now. I promised a lady I would met her for a quick bite of lunch.
Inkt: You are a night owl. You don’t eat or bone until its dark! What in the hell is going on?
Then the answer showed u at the door. Standing there was Scarlet Styles herself. Al looked back at Inkt who looked disapprovingly at his tag team partner.
Inkt: Dude….. Al….come on man don’t get involved!.
Al Envy: Its only lunch mayne. I know she is married. I know who she is married too. We are just friends. I will see you later ok. Oh and whatever you do don’t watch any UnStable promos because that’s how I fell asleep!
Al walked away leaving Inkt alone looking nervous.
Inkt: Got Dammit!
8 BIT SEGMENT
TypeOne man segment
Length7 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating57%
Crowd Reaction69%
Overall Rating63%
VS VS
Tom Davis – Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is a Triple Threat Match. Introducing first...Hailing from Chicago, Illinois.......weighing 230 pounds......KKKKOOODDDYYY GGGGRRRIIIMMMM!!!!!!!
["Rise and Shine" - Blood on the Dance Floor]
The fans are ablaze with cheerful chatter as the lights atop the Colosseum flicker to dim glow, barely clinging to life. Dim, white and blue beams of light begin to search for an unknown target as a lone piano quietly escapes from the public announce system, quickly being followed by an orchestra of violins and a lonely guitar. With increasing intensity, the rhythm begins to gain momentum and accelerate with breakneck pace. The roaming spotlight’s find their final destination upon the stage as the screen kicks to life, alight with the backstreets of Chicago as the camera twists and turns through the poetic filth amidst a great nest of pipes, tanks and vomiting chimneys of endless refineries, which intestines spill from their bowels and leading off to the unknown, yet not before finally ending on a singular, shadowy object of admiration.
As the bass drops and the mesmerizing lyrics begin to captivate the capacity crowd, silver sparks begin to fall from the titan-like amalgamation of imagery and steel, the silhouette of Kody Grimm stirs, head bowed, mind wandering, waiting for a cue that on any given night may be his last. For several moments he stands there, reveling in the misplaced glory that is his arrival and the uncertainty of the oncoming war between men.
A spark of confidence and he is marching down the ramp, fans beside him clamoring for his attention and slapping his tense back as his eyes remained fixed on a singular item; the ring. He calmly slides head first into the ring, quickly walking to and claiming onto one of the turnbuckles. He stands there, perched on his throne, eyes scanning the still-clamoring crowd. No mater how many times he has done this sequence of events, a smile spreads across his face and his eyes glisten with appreciation for the opportunity that has been presented before him.
He raises his hand high in the air, a final act of preparation, before the lights return to their former glory and the music crashes to a halt. He pounces of top top turnbuckle and turns towards the very stage he just came from, waiting for the clash ahead.
Tom Davis: Next up …..weighing in at 275 pounds....MMMMAAAAKKKEEEVVVEEELLIIII!!!!!
[Ambitionz Az A Rider by 2Pac plays]
Makeveli comes out on the stage and looks around and then begins to walk toward the ring . When he arrives he stands on each post giving the middle finger to the crowd and the fans booing him.
Tom Davis: And our final contestant in tonight’s match.....hailing from the North UK …...........weighing in at 125 pounds.......she is JADA "Dark Angel" WILLIAMS!!!!!!
[I'm not Jesus by Apocalyptica w/ Corey Taylor plays as she comes to the ring.]
[Bell Rings...Ding..Ding...Ding]
Vince Walters: Look at Dark Angels ass, boy we could make love to each other and then she could tie me up any day of the week and beat me senseless.
Jill Matthews: You think I could do that to you?
Vince Walters: Hell yeah, I thought you'd never ask Jill baby.
Jill Matthews: Well I meant minus the making love part you fucking troll idiot.
Vince Walters: You know you want all of this, bitch. Anyway, Kody Grimm and Makeveli are locked up, and Dark Angel kicks Makeveli in his kidney area. Makeveli is down on the canvas. Kody Grimm tries to cover, and it's broken up by Dark Angel.
Vince Walters: Dark Angel and Kody Grimm look at each other as if to make some sort of agreement, and they both begin to stomp on Makeveli. Kody continues his assault, and Dark Angel climbs to the top turnbuckle. Kody Grimm smiles as he waits to see what Dark Angel is going to do to Makeveli.
Vince Walters: OUCH! Dark Angel has delivered a Flying Thrust Kick to the unsuspecting Kody Grimm.
Jill Matthews: You always have to watch your ass in that ring, and Kody trusted Dark Angel a little too much.
Vince Walters: Grimm is down and now Dark Angel is going to ….......CLOTHESLINE! Makeveli got to his feet so quickly, and he dropped Dark Angel with a standing clothesline as she was attempting to go for the pin on Grimm. She never saw it coming.
Jill Matthews: Look at that replay and you can see the big man's cat-like quickness as Dark Angel's head snaps back hard. She may be concussed after that.
Vince Walters: Dammit Makeveli you bastard! Now, if I go to ask Dark Angel for sex tonight like I wanted to, she'll claim she really has a fucking headache.
Jill Matthews: Like any woman in her right mind wouldn't tell you that anyway, right?
Vince Walters: Makeveli now on the offensive as he executes a German Suplex on Kody Grimm. Makeveli for the pin 1...2...KICKOUT!
Jill Matthews: Makeveli is complaining to the referee about that count. He thinks it was a bit slow, and that allows Grimm to roll out of the ring. Dark Angel also is on the side of the ring trying to clear the cobwebs out of her head.
Vince Walters: Makaeveli slides out of the ring and grabs Kody Grimm. He picks him up drives him into the post. Grimm may have a broken collar bone. You can see that right arm hanging limp. Now Makeveli lifts Grimm’s body up, and you can hear the agony of Grimm. OMG! Makeveli just slammed Kody Grimm’s face into the edge of the steel stairs.
Jill Matthews: There are teeth laying in blood on the stairs. Kody has a river of blood coming out of his mouth.
Vince Walters: Makeveli is now laying Grimm's left leg across the steps while Grimm's is laying on the floor. Makeveli now hops up on the apron and OH MAMA! He just jumped down on Grimm’s leg, and you could hear it snap in two.
Jill Matthews: I cant believe how brutal Makeveli is out there. He is out of control tonight. Grimm is screaming in so much agony that there is no longer any sound coming out of his mouth.
[Confession by Cold blares across the arena]
Vince Walters: That's Elizabeth Devereaux's music. Apathy is coming to the ring, what does she want? Makeveli is distracted by the entrance, and Dark Angel is on the top turnbuckle.Makeveli turns, and Dark Angel delivers a Springboard 270 Hurricanrana Kneedrop!
Jill Matthews: Apathy has a bullwhip laced with bared wire, and she has just wrapped it tightly around Kody Grimm’s neck. You can see bleeding around Grimm's neck, and Apathy is now dragging his broken body up the ramp with it.
Vince Walters: Lord help Kody Grimm wherever Devereaux is taking him. Now, we're down to just two people in this match, and Dark Angel is trying to lift the 275 pound Makeveli into the ring but is struggling to do so.
Jill Matthews: You can see the frustration as she screams out loud.
Vince Walters: I would love to make her scream myself.
Jill Matthews: Just go introduce yourself to her, and she'll scream in terror no doubt.
Vince Walters: All ladies scream in terror at the thought of getting pound by the BIG VINCINATOR, but they just can't resist.
Jill Matthews: Just shut the fuck up and call the action Little Vinny.
Vince Walters: Dark Angel just tried to ram Makeveli into the steel post, and Makeveli put his arms out and caught himself in time. Dark Angel, realizing her much bigger opponent is alert again, quickly gets into the ring.
Vince Walters: Makeveli follows, and as he rolls in and stands up, Dark Angel has climbed to the top turnbuckle again. She leaps for a Diving Spear, but Makeveli catches her in the air. Makeveli now delivers a THUGBOMB! The Referee counts 1..2...3...Its over!
Tom Davis: The winner of this match by pinfall.....MMMMAAAAKKKEEEVVVEEELLIIII!!!!!
[Ambitionz Az A Rider by 2Pac plays]
GRIMM VS MAK VS ANGEL
Type1 vs 1 vs 1
Length12 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating32%
Crowd Reaction53%
Overall Rating42%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
The lights go out as we hear “The Diary of Jane” by Breaking Benjamin www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWaB4PXCwFU start, and Tori appears on the ramp as the lights dim. Red and black strobe lights flash as she makes her way down the ramp with the NEW Youngblood title around her waist. As she approaches the steps to the ring, confetti falls from the ceiling, and money rains down as she enters the ring. She takes the microphone from Tom Davis, NEW’s ring announcer. Tom steps to the side as Tori goes from turn buckle to turn buckle with the title held high in the air for everyone in the arena to see. Tori approaches the middle of the ring as she slings the Young blood title over her shoulder.
“I have come out here tonight to show you, the NEW universe, that a woman can do anything in this company. Last week, I was the last person standing in a fatal four way fans bring their own weapons last person standing match, and here I am this week standing before each and every one of you fans and the NEW roster to show my accomplishment because some people said I would never make it in this business but look at me now.”
Tori holds up the Young Blood title as she continues to speak.
“I am proud of myself and my accomplishment. Now is my time to shine and show the world that I can remain a champion. I now have a bull’s eye on my back as does Nocturnal, Seth Iser, Raymond Andrews and Al Envy. But most importantly I was told that tonight I would be awarded the newly revamped Youngblood title.”
Tori looked to the ramp and held up the microphone.
“Jesse Styles get your ass out here now with my title."
Jesse Styles walks down the ramp with the newly revamped Young Blood title in his hands, and he looks pissed off. Maybe Tori shouldn't have called him out like this. Jesse slides under the ropes into the ring as Tori stands in place. Jesse gets to his feet and forcefully pushes the newly revamped Young Blood title into Tori's chest as she takes a step back from the force. Jesse takes her mic.
"Here's your title. Now stop bitching."
Tori looks at Jesse as if he is one rude son of a bitch.
"I'm not thanking you for this so don't expect it, but I will thank the NEW universe."
Jesse rolls his eyes, lights a cigarette, and walks out of the ring as Tori stands there glaring at him.
PASSING OF THE YB STRAP
TypeTwo man segment
Length5 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating55%
Crowd Reaction68%
Overall Rating62%
VS
As we come back from a commercial break Chris Gibson has made his entrance getting an okay reaction from the fans as he stands in the ring looking ready for the upcoming match and we then see Vince Walters at the commentary table drinking a slurpie.
Jill Mathews: Uh Vince where back on the air.
Vince Walters: So?
Jill Mathews: Rather unprofessional if you ask me.
Vince Walters: I didn't ask you.
Jill Mathews: Well anyways coming up next we have a rising youngblood contender taking on an old NEW vet.
Vince Walters: Yeah so exciting let me tell you.
Jill Mathews: Oh come on these two are going to put on one heak of a show I can feel it in my bones.
Vince Walters: You mean your boobs?
Jill Mathews: No....I didn't mean my boobs you jackass.
Vince Walters: AHHH BRAIN FREEZE!!!!
Jill Mathews: HA!
Devin Stone's theme hits and out walks Devin hand and hand with his escort Riley Williams. Devin gets a ton of boo's from the fans and Stone smiles noticing this. He taunts many of the fans as he walks down the ramp way and Riley even gets in on the act with him. Devin obviously loves to be hated and Riley does as well. Chris Gibson is in the ring stretching as Tom Davis puts the mic up to his mouth.
Tom Davis: And, his opponent "The Man That Beat Jesse Styles" DEVIN STONE!!!
Devin enters the ring and see's Gibson still stretching RUNNING BIG BOOT RIGHT TO THE FACE OF GIBSON!! Chris is down and Devin tells the ref to ring the bell as Stone takes the microphone from Tom.
Devin Stone: Yeah you heard it right I am the man that beat Jesse Styles and I could continue to beat up on that chump of an owner you all have any day of the week. I am a legend and I deserve to be treated like a legend not booked against someone like this loser Chris Gibson who had already been put down by the franchise of this whole company. I wanna know when the NEW is going to wake the hell up and start booking me correctly because quite frankly I am getting sick of this.
As Devin is talking Riley comes into the ring and low blows Gibson just as he was getting up!!!
Devin Stone: That's my girl. Now back to what I was saying I demand respect bottom line. You see the chumps like Al Envy, Inkt, Triple X, Roger Wright, Seth Iser and Nocturnal getting all the respect what about old Devin Stone? Seriously what about me? Yeah you fans can chant who cares all you want but you all know deep down I am the best in this business and sooner or later someone is going to have to realize this I deserve to be the NEW World Champion again I am that damned good.
Jill Mathews: My god someone shut him up he was world champion well over three years ago and hasn't done jack since.
Vince Walters: ZzzzzZZZZzZ......
Jill Mathews: And, my broadcast partner is sleping due this annoying rant of Devin Stones.
DING!!!
Vince Walters: What? Huh? Is it over?
Jill Mathews: The bell rang and Devin is still talking. Hey jackass you have a match to wrestle stop talking.
Devin Stone: I am the best I will keep telling you damn people that and I want to take on the so called best of this federation so line them up and I the Legend Devin Stone will knock them down!
Chris Gibson has gotten back to his feet rather out of it from the earlier assault and turns Devin around punching him right in his mouth so hard that Devin might of actually lost a tooth. Gibson falls to his ass obviously still feeling the effects from that big boot. Perhaps Gibson has a concussion? Ether way Devin Stone is holding his mouth in pain and Riley is up on the ring apron to check on him. Gibson now is trying to struggle to his feet as Stone now stops holding his mouth going to the center of the ring kicking Gibson in the gut and TBONE SUPLEXING HIM TO THE MAT! Devin wipes some blood from his mouth and brings the weary Gibson to his feet kicking him in the gut again and PILEDRIVER!!! Stone thinks about going for a pin but decides against it taunting the fans somemore as Riley cheers him on and Gibson slowly struggles to his feet. Stone reaches down to pull him up the rest of the way and Gibson punches him right in the gut very hard. Stone backs off a bit holding his gut in pain like he could throw up possibly. Gibson uses the ring ropes to pull him self to his feet and Riley jumps onto the apron. Gibson who is still really unbalanced stumbles over to her and she tries to slap him but Gibson catches her hand and shoves her off the ring apron! Devin now had his full attention back on Gibson who now turns around FRANCHISE DRIVER!!! STONE NAILS IT!!!! He now mocks the fans somemore and checks to see if Riley is ok down on the outside. After seeing she's waving for him to finish it Stone makes the pin attempt.
ONE.....
TWO.....
THREE!!!!!
DING!!!
DING!!!
Tom Davis: Here is your winner DEVIN STONE!
Devin begins to celebrate as Riley rolls into the ring limping a bit from landing on her ankle but the celebration continues until.......JESSE STYLES APPEARS ON THE NEW-TRON. Jesse has a cold look across his face and does a fake clap like jesture.
Jesse Styles: The man that beat Jesse Styles...... Devin you won that match in the most unentertaining way possible. You attacked the man before the bell even rang causing him a concussion possibly so in other words next week there will be a REMATCH! Yes Devin you vs Gibson again and this time if you do a damned thing before the bell rings I WILL FIRE YOUR ASS! Why you wonder? Because I just don't like you.
The Tron fades and Devin stands in the ring very pissed off looking for a microphone.
STONE VS GIBSON
Type1 vs 1
Length8 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating71%
Crowd Reaction84%
Overall Rating78%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Devin has made quick work of Chris Gibson in their match at Ignite 23, and he is looking out among the crowd before he asks for a mic. With the boos coming loudly, Devin begins to speak. “This is what you give me?” he says, pointing at the prone body of Gibson. “I'm so much better than this crap, I'm sick and tired of being given such blatant disrespect by the roster and people like Al Envy, XXX, Ozario Liscio, and that jackass Patrick Jones. You three think you are so special? Also screw Jesse Styles bring on the rematch. I know many out there that are better than you, with me being one of them.” The Boos begin to echo throughout as Devin continues. “Yes, you all will cheer for them cause they are your favorites and then we have someone like Tori Notorious who is making her way for reasons we all know.” A smirk comes to his face with the disrespect he gives The Youngblood Champion. “So what I will say tonight is it's time to give me the respect that I deserve, or you will become a victim from Devin Stone.”
MESSAGE
TypeOne man segment
Length3 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating49%
Crowd Reaction59%
Overall Rating54%
SEGMENT PARTICIPANTS
Vince Walters: Well, a well executed victory, not very unexpected, but a good effort, and Stockholm gets the win.
Jill Matthews: Well, Stockholm, who was touted by some to be worthy of carrying on the N.E.W. brand in the void that has existed up until very recently was less than impressive in his debut at the Tension in Texas PPV, but on his television debut, he made short work of his opponents. He really just ran through them Vince.
Vince Walters: Well, a fatal four way is a tricky proposition. Ozario was able to make short work of Dark Angel while longtime veteran Devin Stone and him mixed it up on the outside.
Jill Matthews: He definitely has all the tools to succeed, but we’ll have to see him up against stiffer competition before we start hailing him the new flag bearer or some sort of franchise player…
Vince Walter: Agreed Jill. Something tells me this guy can be big here though. There was a spark this week that I didn’t see at the PPV, and he seemed to be moving a bit gingerly at the PPV before his match…
Jill Matthews: Yes, the internet has actually been exploding with rumours and speculation as to that, but if you ask me, ALL these guys come in injured. It's part of the game; its who can fight through it that makes it to the top.
Vince Walters: Well look at Ms. Matthews getting all philosophical..
Jill Matthews: Shut it Vince. Wait a minute, Stockholm’s asking for a microphone. he’s got something to say!
=Mason Stockohlm paces the ring as the crowd is mixed, raising the microphone to his mouth=
Mason Stockholm: I got a couple things to get off my chest….you see…you stupid mother f*ckers think you’re cute with your little, TWITTER comments…your little…YouTube posts, well GUESS WHAT?! F*ck ALL of YOU!
=the crowd erupts into a frenzy of boos while some cheers of the faithful blend in=
Mason Stockholm: I’m sick of all you fat lazy pieces of shit, sitting there in front of your televisions, thinking you’re fucking CLEVER typing with your fat pudgy little thumbs thinking your f*cking HEMINGWAY….You NITPICK, and CRITICIZE, and TEAR DOWN men who have MORE HEART IN A NIGHTS FIGHT, than most of you COWARDLY, low DOWN, dirty MoMo’s ever exude in your WHOLE LIVES!...
What, you think I’m here to kiss your FEET? To kiss the ring of any belt carrying superstar, or any legend in the past!? Let me make this SUPREMELY clear to all of you….
I do NOT…give…a FUCK!!!!
=crowd erupts in boos while the cheers seem about the same=
Mason Stockholm: You know what? I TRIED to play nice….I TRIED reaching out to the fans, and all I hear is CRITICISM…FIRST WHY did you sign to New Edge? Then, OH! He cant HANG in New Edge…you know what F*ck you ALL! I’m the BEST this company has to offer, fuck all preceding statements, I am HERE, NOW!
=crowd boos louder while the cheers rev up, with some ohhh’s,==
Vince Walters: Was that a shot at Nocturnal?
Jill Matthews: I hope not! For Stockholm’s sake! But he’s REALLY fired up right now! This is great television!!!
Mason Stockholm: So OZARIO…STONE….WHOEVER!!..I will beat EACH and EVERY SINGLE member of that lockeroom. I don’t care if you are a CHAMPION…or some young up and comer…I am going to make my mark here in N.E.W….and God help whoever…WHO EVER….gets…in MY, WAY.
=Stockholm drops the microphone and heads towards the back leaving the crowd stunned as they rain boos down on him until he disappears behind the curtain=
AIRING IT ALL OUT.
TypeOne man segment
Length7 min.
WinnerShow
LoserShow
OutcomeShow
Rating11%
Crowd Reaction26%
Overall Rating19%
VS
Jill Matthews: Welcome back to this edition of NEW Ignite. It is an exciting time with all the new arrivals to the New Edge of Wrestling. The next match has a former TEW World Champion facing off against relative new comer in Kaylen Croft. This should be an exciting contest.
Vince Walters: Do you get some type of bonus for saying the word exciting as many times as fucking possible? Maybe it is like you give one hummer and the next one is free.
Jill Matthews: Another sexual reference Vince? How cliché.
Vince Walters: I was talking about the vehicle dumbass.
Jill Matthews: Anyway we have a huge math coming up here We will take it to Tom Davis for the introductions.
"Across The Line" by Linkin Park roars out of the PA system as the crowd erupts into cheers for Your Local Kleptomaniac. Kody walks onto the stage with his hands behind his head as he looks around the arena with a cheesy grin. Kody begins to walk down the ramp as the announcer begins to introduce him.
Tom Davis: The following match is one fall with television time remaining. Introducing first from Saginaw, Michigan, and standing an even six feet tall. He weighs in at 225 pounds. He is as former TEW World Heavyweight champion. He is Kody Gorrrdeeerrrt!
Kody high fives couple of female fans as he walks down the ramp. He slides under the bottom rope to get into the ring and stands in his corner waiting for his opponents to come out.
Jill Matthews: Kody looks like he is ready for action in this one. It appears the fans are chanting something to the young man in the ring, but I cannot quite make it out.
Vince Walters: These New Edge Maniacs are chanting "TEW sucks" to Kody. What the fuck is TEW?
Jill Matthews: TEW is as dead as your love life.
Vince Matthews: Now that one hurt.
Tom Davis: His opponent is from the outer regions of Inkt’s ass. He weighs in at 200 lbs. and stands five feet ten inches tall. He is Kaylen Croft.
The crowd has literally no response as Kaylen walks out to the sound of crickets chirping. He comes running to the ring and trips on his way there. He fights the top rope to try to even enter the ring as the Crowd is laughing at him. The man tries to impress with a straight leap to the top turnbuckle, but his foot slips, resulting in a face plant on the top turn buckle. The fans are making fun of this tool. The bell rings, and the referee is calling for the action to begin.
Vince Walters: That was an awkward beginning to this match. Kody is ready for action, and he is trying to tie up with Kaylen. It looks like Kody knows what he is doing, but Kaylen looks like he is trying to hug a water buffalo.
Jill Matthews: The kid is trying. We have to give him that much. He is putting it all out there to perform for these rabid fans. They are actually behind Kaylen...or more against anything TEW.
Vince Matthews: I do not have to give him anything, but a kick to the damned skull. It looks like they are finally tied up, and Kody hits a nice side suplex on Kaylen. Kaylen is in big trouble thirty seconds into the match.
Jill Matthews: He is going to have to use his speed to get the job done, seeing as he is quite small. Almost on cue Kaylen hits the ropes, but unfortunately, he had a mishap.
The crowd is all over this kid and chanting "You fucked up" ECW style. Kody is laughing at the mishap, and the botch by his opponent. Kaylen appears to be red in the face as he slams his hands on the mat. He is ready to climb back into the ring. He climbs the steps, but he trips one again and face plants on the second step. Kody almost appears embarrassed to be in the ring with this fool.
After an awkward attempt to climb into the ring, he finally falls flat on his back in the middle of the ring. The fans are chanting "You Suck’ to the young man. Kody had been lyaing on the top rope waiting for this tool to get back into the ring, but he gets down and readies himself.
Jill Matthews: This is quite embarrassing. Kody is showing this kid up, and it is pissing Kaylen off. He rushes to Kody who easily side-steps out of harm’s way. Kaylen eats a face full of turnbuckle as he is now bleeding from the mouth. Kody begins kicking away at the injured combatant as the fans are into the match...or the squash as it were. Kody backs away, as if out of pity, to allow Kaylen to get back to his feet.
Vince Walters: It looks like Kaylen has had enough, and he is going to try to use his speed and high flying ability. He is to the top rope. This is not going to end well. I cannot watch this tool fuck up again.
Jill Matthews: He loses his balance and falls to the barricade outside of the ring. Kody has hardly done anything to him and yet Kaylen is busted wide open. Kodiak leaves the ring and drags Croft to his feet. Kody tosses his opponent into the ring. He looks ready to end this debacle and keep Kaylen form embarassing himself further. He goes to lock in the Knight Out, but even before the hold can be executed, Kaylen Croft is screaming in agony and tapping out. The ref shakes his head as he calls for the bell.
Jill Matthews: Mercifully this turd fest is over. Kody posts an impressive win over an outmatched Kaylen Croft.
Vince Walters: Kaylen did more to kick his own ass than Kody did. Gordert didn't even get the satisfaction of really putting him into the Knight Out. Let’s hope the following matches suck a whole lot less. Kody did what he had to do, no matter how little it was, and that was win the match.