Post by V-K on Sept 12, 2006 9:51:00 GMT -5
[The show kicked off with more live music. John Pariah's own band, Vanity's End performed a 4 song set to get the crowd going. As they broke down and the next band set up-the Tron played footage of the Quarter Final round matches. The next band up was Metaphysical-who performed a 5 song set as the lights went out.
As the lights came on-a small set of pyros shot up-and we were ready for our Ringmaster Final! PWX's Alexis Lace entered the ring.]
Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen-it is now time for your MAIN EVENT!
[The lights flicker and dim down, as little golden cross shaped lights shine down onto arena as Metaphysical does a BLISTERING rendition of Emery's "Holding Out For A Hero"
Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?
Where's the great white Hercules to fight the rising odds?
{Fans pop}
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what i need
{Tyler walks out to the top of the entrance ramp, King James standing behind him in a nice gray suit, and throws his hands up. Gold pyros shoot off around him as the fans cheer for the rookie}
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
{Tyler walks down the entrance ramp, slapping the outreached hands of his fans. King James slowly follows behind him}
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
{Tyler finally gets to the ring and slides in, instantly standing to his feet. He stands there for a second, then hops onto the turnbuckle, holding his arms out to the crowd}
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
{Metaphysical round out the song as Tyler hops off the turnbuckle and begins to stretch his arms as King James just stands on the stairs]
The guitarists switched tuning-as the lights went out....
"There is an old saying, kill one man-you're a murderer. Kill a million, a king. Kill em all? A god"
I don't want to fit in every cliche
I don't want to have to be locked away
I don't want to be here every day
I'm all alone and solitary
I don't want to fit in every cliche
I don't want to have to be locked away
I don't want to be here every day
I'm all alone....
[Pyro goes off as Metaphysical roars into their hit song: "Solitary Confinement" -causing the Pariah marks to freak out]
Bouncing, I feel like bouncing
Between the walls you locked me in
Drooling, I'm insane, drooling
I'm left a drooling idiot
I don't want to fit in every cliche
I don't want to have to be locked away
I don't want to be here every day
I'm all alone and solitary
[The crowd explodes as Pariah appears on the stage-wearing his usual black pants & a black PWX T-Shirt. He holds up the PWX / DSPW Global Honored Championship as the crowd chants "Pariah" as he walks down the stage.]
You locked me in the room
Because I'm not quite like you
You hate me because they do
Transparent, I can see right through you
[Pariah climbs into the ring and poses on the ropes as the song dies out. The crowd chants "Pa-Ri-Ah" over and over as he looks at his Global Honored Title-and lays it on the mat behind him]
Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen-the following contest is scheduled for one fall-with a Sixty Minute Time Limit-and is for the 2006 Ringmaster Championship!
[The crowd cheers]
Alexis Lace: Introducing first..he hails from Parma, Ohio and weighs in a 230 pounds....TYLER...CROSS!!
[The crowd begins a "Let's Go Tyler" chant as he poses on the ropes]
Alexis Lace: His opponent. He is the winner of the 2006 WMW X Factor Cup Tournament....and he is the reigning DSPW / PWX Global Honored Champion. He hails from Crown Point, IN and weighs in a 218 pounds...He is the the self proclaimed King of Wrestling...JOHN..PARIAH!
[The crowd fades into a "Let's Go Pariah" chant as he poses in the ring. The official holds up the Ringmaster Title belt as the bell rings. The fans are ready for this first ever meeting between Pariah and Cross.]
[Pariah extends the hand-and offers a handshake to start the match-as Tyler Cross accepts. The two then circle the ring as the fans begin clapping. They lock up in the center of the ring as Cross steps through and tries to take Pariah down with a half nelson-but Pariah rolls out and lands on his feet. Cross the hits a quick leg sweep-putting Pariah on the mat. Cross grabs the legs of Pariah-but in turn Pariah flips to his feet and takes Cross down with a deep arm drag as the two stand off again.]
Crowd: Lucha Libre! *clap clap clapclapclap* Lucha Libre
[They circle the ring-and give each other a nod of approval as they charge each other-and Tyler Cross hits another legsweep-and then bounces off the ropes. He steps over Pariah-who rolls to his stomach as Cross rebounds off the far ropes. Pariah leap frogs over him-and goes to back roll flip Cross over him-but fails as Cross tries for the same move-but in turn allows Pariah to grab his legs and toss him to his stomach. Cross springs up and quickly goes for another deep arm drag as Pariah gets to his feet and leans in the ropes-as the fans applause again. The two circle the ring-and then shake hands-as Pariah gives Cross some props in the center of the ring.]
[The two lock up once more with a collar and elbow tie up-as Pariah locks in the sideheadlock. Cross shoots him into the ropes-and both men go for a shoulder block-but neither go down. Pariah sighs and runs toward the far ropes-and springs off the center one for a moonsault-but Cross ducks and bounces off the ropes and goes for a Hurricanranna-but hops off and hits a deep arm drag. Pariah gets to his feet-and runs at him-but Cross sidesteps-which sends Pariah into the ropes. On the rebound-Cross goes for a side slam-as Pariah tries to counter with a satalite headscissors-but ends up taking Cross down with yet ANOTHER arm drag as the crowd applaudes. Cross ends up standing in the corner-as Pariah charges. Cross meets him with a back elbow. Pariah ends up hits a short monkey flip-but Cross lands on his feet-and runs back toward Pariah who sidesteps-causing Cross to ascend the turnbuckle and balance on the top rope. He turns around and dives off-and gets caught with ANOTHER deep arm drag from John Pariah. Both men get to their feet as Pariah runs at him and goes for a Headscissors. Cross tries to block it and counter it with a Riccola Bomb-but Pariah rolls off his shoulders and hits ANOTHER arm drag. Both men get up. Both men get up and Cross sprints at Pariah-only to bounce off the ropes. Pariah goes for a backdrop-but Cross see's it and springs off of him-hitting an armdrag on the way down. Both get up once more as Cross hits a leg sweep and goes for a pin:
One...KICKOUT!
Both men get up as Pariah comes back with a leg sweep of his own-followed by a cover:
One...KICKOUT!
Both men kip up and face off as the crowd applaudes loudly.]
Crowd: This is Wrestling! *clap clap clapclapclap* This Is Wrestling!
[The two applaude each other-and Cross extends the hand. Pariah accepts-but turns Cross around into a school boy roll up:
ONE!!
TWO!! KICKOUT!
Cross gets up and yells at Pariah-who quips back with "All is fair in a title match". Cross nods in agreeance-and offers another handshake. Pariah accepts and this time Cross goes for a small package
ONE!!
TWO!!! KICKOUT!
The two face off again-as Pariah is obviously frustrated. The two get into a war of words-as Pariah lays in a forearm and throws Tyler Cross to the floor. Pariah rolls to the floor-and puts a pair of boots to Cross. he picks him up-and smashes him head first on the time keepers table-before smiling to the crowd and throwing him over the gaurdrail and into the crowd. Cross gets to his feet-as Pariah runs and springs off the gaurd rail-diving with a flying forearm onto his opponent. He picks him up and delivers a strong uppercut.
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
Cross responds with an uppercut of his own
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
Pariah responds with another
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
Cross with another
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
After that Cross delivers a stiff knee-before dragging Pariah deeper into the crowd. He lays Pariah out with a russian leg sweep on the concrete floor as the fans cheer loudly. He then grabs a chair and throws it on Pariah. Another chair-another shot. In the end-Tyler Cross has stolen about a dozen chairs from random fans-and thrown them at his foe. He then goes and begins setting up a group of 10 steel chairs like bowling pins-as Pariah slowly gets to his feet. He picks him up and throws him into the "bowling pins" as a group of fans yell STRIKE! Cross smirks and he picks up a chair-and see's Pariah laying across three of them. Another chair is still standing about 3 or 4 feet infront of Pariah. Cross smiles and runs at him-climbing up the chair and hitting Pariah in the face with a hesitation drop kick onto the chair-effictivly busting him wide open.]
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
[Cross picks him up-and the two brawl toward the bleacher-causing the fans sitting there to cheer loudly. Cross goes for an uppercut-and nails it to perfection-getting another "HEEEY" out of the crowd. He steps back and goes for a running lariat-but Pariah ducks and hits a half nelson backbreaker. He then hits a Colt 45 backbreaker onto his knee as the crowd pops. He grabs a chair and throws it at Cross-causing the fan he took it from to mark out. He continues to do this-and then lays about six or seven chairs ontop of Tyler Cross-before telling the fans in the bleachers to move. He climbs to the third or fourth row and walks to the far side of the bleachers-clearing a path for him. He yells to the crowd before spriting back toward his fallen foe-and diving off with a running swanton onto Tyler Cross and the chair pile. THe fans errupt with cheers as Pariah gets to his feet.]
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *clap clap clapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME!
[Pariah unearths a now bloody Tyler Cross-and drags him toward the ring. He throws him back over the gaurdrail-and goes to spring off the railing with a double axe handle smash-but Cross counters with a superkick-sending Pariah crashing into the steel railing.]
Crowd A: Let's Go Tyler
Crowd B: Let's Go Pariah
Crowd A: Let's Go Tyler
Crowd B: Let's Go Pariah
Crowd A: Let's Go Tyler
Crowd B: Let's Go Pariah
[Cross smirks as he picks up Pariah and delivers a stiff forearm-before sliding him into the ring. He climbs onto the top rope-and dives off for his signature Frog Splash-and connects as the crowd cheers. He makes the cover:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans are shocked that Pariah kicked out of that. Cross picks him up and shoots him into the far ropes-but telegraphs the backdrop and takes a swift kick to the face for his troubles. Pariah then shoots him into the ropes and ducks a clothesline-locking in a Full Nelson. The fans cheer as he lifts him up for slam-but then turns him around and drops him with a Diamond Cutter type move that he calls REAL TIME INERTIA. The crowd cheers as Pariah rolls Cross into the cover:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE----KICKOUT!!!
Pariah looks amazed that Cross kicks out. He sighs and picks him up-only to shoot him into the ropes. Cross ducks a clothesline-and locks in a crucifix on Pariah-before flipping him over with a stiff Crucifix Piledriver. He goes for the cover:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans pop again-as Pariah kicks out before the three. Cross is stunned as he picks him up-and shoots him into the ropes. Pariah holds on and turns the move around-only to lock Cross in a Cravate as the fans cheer. He moves to the corner-and climbs onto the middle rope. He then flips off and drives Cross down to the mat-head first with a Cravate Buster! He makes the pin:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans cheer loudly as Tyler Cross rolls the shoulder out before three. Pariah sighs and shoots him into the corner-but Cross counters with a Whisper In The Wind-taking Pariah down. He quickly hooks the legs and goes for a pin:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans cheer again-as Cross pounds the mat in frustration. He gets up and goes to the turnbuckle-as Pariah gets to his feet. Cross climbs up the turnbuckle-and Pariah gets up-and catches him on the top rope. He knocks him down onto the turnbuckle-and then climbs up as the two begin exchanging blows. Both men stand up on either the ropes or the turnbuckle. Pariah lifts Cross onto his shoulders-and the dives off with a SICK PSYCHO DRIVER off the top rope. The fans explode as Pariah rolls into the cover;
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fans explode with "Match Of The Year" chants as "Solitary Confinement" reprises.]
Alexis Lace: Here is your winner....and the 2006 Ringmaster Champion.......The King of Wrestling....JOHN...PARIAH!!!
[Pariah celebrates on the ropes as the crowd cheers loudly. Pariah rolls to the floor and takes his PWX Global Honored Title belt and hops the railing. He celebrates in the crowd as the music begins to wind down. He looks in the ring-and see's Tyler Cross get up. He slides back into the ring and looks at him before grabbing a mic. Before speaking-he extends his hand for a handshake.]
Crowd: SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND!
[Tyler obliges-and the two shake hands in the middle of the ring. Pariah begins to speak]
Pariah: Match of the Year.....Match of the Year.....Match of the Year....
[The crowd begins to chime in with the same chant as they shake hands again]
Pariah: Anytime you want another go Tyler. You know where to find me. PWX's door is always welcome!
[The crowd cheers as "Solitary Confinement" reprises-and the two combatants hold up each others arm as we fade to black]
As the lights came on-a small set of pyros shot up-and we were ready for our Ringmaster Final! PWX's Alexis Lace entered the ring.]
Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen-it is now time for your MAIN EVENT!
[The lights flicker and dim down, as little golden cross shaped lights shine down onto arena as Metaphysical does a BLISTERING rendition of Emery's "Holding Out For A Hero"
Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?
Where's the great white Hercules to fight the rising odds?
{Fans pop}
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what i need
{Tyler walks out to the top of the entrance ramp, King James standing behind him in a nice gray suit, and throws his hands up. Gold pyros shoot off around him as the fans cheer for the rookie}
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
{Tyler walks down the entrance ramp, slapping the outreached hands of his fans. King James slowly follows behind him}
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
{Tyler finally gets to the ring and slides in, instantly standing to his feet. He stands there for a second, then hops onto the turnbuckle, holding his arms out to the crowd}
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
{Metaphysical round out the song as Tyler hops off the turnbuckle and begins to stretch his arms as King James just stands on the stairs]
The guitarists switched tuning-as the lights went out....
"There is an old saying, kill one man-you're a murderer. Kill a million, a king. Kill em all? A god"
I don't want to fit in every cliche
I don't want to have to be locked away
I don't want to be here every day
I'm all alone and solitary
I don't want to fit in every cliche
I don't want to have to be locked away
I don't want to be here every day
I'm all alone....
[Pyro goes off as Metaphysical roars into their hit song: "Solitary Confinement" -causing the Pariah marks to freak out]
Bouncing, I feel like bouncing
Between the walls you locked me in
Drooling, I'm insane, drooling
I'm left a drooling idiot
I don't want to fit in every cliche
I don't want to have to be locked away
I don't want to be here every day
I'm all alone and solitary
[The crowd explodes as Pariah appears on the stage-wearing his usual black pants & a black PWX T-Shirt. He holds up the PWX / DSPW Global Honored Championship as the crowd chants "Pariah" as he walks down the stage.]
You locked me in the room
Because I'm not quite like you
You hate me because they do
Transparent, I can see right through you
[Pariah climbs into the ring and poses on the ropes as the song dies out. The crowd chants "Pa-Ri-Ah" over and over as he looks at his Global Honored Title-and lays it on the mat behind him]
Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen-the following contest is scheduled for one fall-with a Sixty Minute Time Limit-and is for the 2006 Ringmaster Championship!
[The crowd cheers]
Alexis Lace: Introducing first..he hails from Parma, Ohio and weighs in a 230 pounds....TYLER...CROSS!!
[The crowd begins a "Let's Go Tyler" chant as he poses on the ropes]
Alexis Lace: His opponent. He is the winner of the 2006 WMW X Factor Cup Tournament....and he is the reigning DSPW / PWX Global Honored Champion. He hails from Crown Point, IN and weighs in a 218 pounds...He is the the self proclaimed King of Wrestling...JOHN..PARIAH!
[The crowd fades into a "Let's Go Pariah" chant as he poses in the ring. The official holds up the Ringmaster Title belt as the bell rings. The fans are ready for this first ever meeting between Pariah and Cross.]
[Pariah extends the hand-and offers a handshake to start the match-as Tyler Cross accepts. The two then circle the ring as the fans begin clapping. They lock up in the center of the ring as Cross steps through and tries to take Pariah down with a half nelson-but Pariah rolls out and lands on his feet. Cross the hits a quick leg sweep-putting Pariah on the mat. Cross grabs the legs of Pariah-but in turn Pariah flips to his feet and takes Cross down with a deep arm drag as the two stand off again.]
Crowd: Lucha Libre! *clap clap clapclapclap* Lucha Libre
[They circle the ring-and give each other a nod of approval as they charge each other-and Tyler Cross hits another legsweep-and then bounces off the ropes. He steps over Pariah-who rolls to his stomach as Cross rebounds off the far ropes. Pariah leap frogs over him-and goes to back roll flip Cross over him-but fails as Cross tries for the same move-but in turn allows Pariah to grab his legs and toss him to his stomach. Cross springs up and quickly goes for another deep arm drag as Pariah gets to his feet and leans in the ropes-as the fans applause again. The two circle the ring-and then shake hands-as Pariah gives Cross some props in the center of the ring.]
[The two lock up once more with a collar and elbow tie up-as Pariah locks in the sideheadlock. Cross shoots him into the ropes-and both men go for a shoulder block-but neither go down. Pariah sighs and runs toward the far ropes-and springs off the center one for a moonsault-but Cross ducks and bounces off the ropes and goes for a Hurricanranna-but hops off and hits a deep arm drag. Pariah gets to his feet-and runs at him-but Cross sidesteps-which sends Pariah into the ropes. On the rebound-Cross goes for a side slam-as Pariah tries to counter with a satalite headscissors-but ends up taking Cross down with yet ANOTHER arm drag as the crowd applaudes. Cross ends up standing in the corner-as Pariah charges. Cross meets him with a back elbow. Pariah ends up hits a short monkey flip-but Cross lands on his feet-and runs back toward Pariah who sidesteps-causing Cross to ascend the turnbuckle and balance on the top rope. He turns around and dives off-and gets caught with ANOTHER deep arm drag from John Pariah. Both men get to their feet as Pariah runs at him and goes for a Headscissors. Cross tries to block it and counter it with a Riccola Bomb-but Pariah rolls off his shoulders and hits ANOTHER arm drag. Both men get up. Both men get up and Cross sprints at Pariah-only to bounce off the ropes. Pariah goes for a backdrop-but Cross see's it and springs off of him-hitting an armdrag on the way down. Both get up once more as Cross hits a leg sweep and goes for a pin:
One...KICKOUT!
Both men get up as Pariah comes back with a leg sweep of his own-followed by a cover:
One...KICKOUT!
Both men kip up and face off as the crowd applaudes loudly.]
Crowd: This is Wrestling! *clap clap clapclapclap* This Is Wrestling!
[The two applaude each other-and Cross extends the hand. Pariah accepts-but turns Cross around into a school boy roll up:
ONE!!
TWO!! KICKOUT!
Cross gets up and yells at Pariah-who quips back with "All is fair in a title match". Cross nods in agreeance-and offers another handshake. Pariah accepts and this time Cross goes for a small package
ONE!!
TWO!!! KICKOUT!
The two face off again-as Pariah is obviously frustrated. The two get into a war of words-as Pariah lays in a forearm and throws Tyler Cross to the floor. Pariah rolls to the floor-and puts a pair of boots to Cross. he picks him up-and smashes him head first on the time keepers table-before smiling to the crowd and throwing him over the gaurdrail and into the crowd. Cross gets to his feet-as Pariah runs and springs off the gaurd rail-diving with a flying forearm onto his opponent. He picks him up and delivers a strong uppercut.
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
Cross responds with an uppercut of his own
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
Pariah responds with another
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
Cross with another
Crowd; HEEEYY!!!
After that Cross delivers a stiff knee-before dragging Pariah deeper into the crowd. He lays Pariah out with a russian leg sweep on the concrete floor as the fans cheer loudly. He then grabs a chair and throws it on Pariah. Another chair-another shot. In the end-Tyler Cross has stolen about a dozen chairs from random fans-and thrown them at his foe. He then goes and begins setting up a group of 10 steel chairs like bowling pins-as Pariah slowly gets to his feet. He picks him up and throws him into the "bowling pins" as a group of fans yell STRIKE! Cross smirks and he picks up a chair-and see's Pariah laying across three of them. Another chair is still standing about 3 or 4 feet infront of Pariah. Cross smiles and runs at him-climbing up the chair and hitting Pariah in the face with a hesitation drop kick onto the chair-effictivly busting him wide open.]
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
[Cross picks him up-and the two brawl toward the bleacher-causing the fans sitting there to cheer loudly. Cross goes for an uppercut-and nails it to perfection-getting another "HEEEY" out of the crowd. He steps back and goes for a running lariat-but Pariah ducks and hits a half nelson backbreaker. He then hits a Colt 45 backbreaker onto his knee as the crowd pops. He grabs a chair and throws it at Cross-causing the fan he took it from to mark out. He continues to do this-and then lays about six or seven chairs ontop of Tyler Cross-before telling the fans in the bleachers to move. He climbs to the third or fourth row and walks to the far side of the bleachers-clearing a path for him. He yells to the crowd before spriting back toward his fallen foe-and diving off with a running swanton onto Tyler Cross and the chair pile. THe fans errupt with cheers as Pariah gets to his feet.]
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! *clap clap clapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME!
[Pariah unearths a now bloody Tyler Cross-and drags him toward the ring. He throws him back over the gaurdrail-and goes to spring off the railing with a double axe handle smash-but Cross counters with a superkick-sending Pariah crashing into the steel railing.]
Crowd A: Let's Go Tyler
Crowd B: Let's Go Pariah
Crowd A: Let's Go Tyler
Crowd B: Let's Go Pariah
Crowd A: Let's Go Tyler
Crowd B: Let's Go Pariah
[Cross smirks as he picks up Pariah and delivers a stiff forearm-before sliding him into the ring. He climbs onto the top rope-and dives off for his signature Frog Splash-and connects as the crowd cheers. He makes the cover:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans are shocked that Pariah kicked out of that. Cross picks him up and shoots him into the far ropes-but telegraphs the backdrop and takes a swift kick to the face for his troubles. Pariah then shoots him into the ropes and ducks a clothesline-locking in a Full Nelson. The fans cheer as he lifts him up for slam-but then turns him around and drops him with a Diamond Cutter type move that he calls REAL TIME INERTIA. The crowd cheers as Pariah rolls Cross into the cover:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE----KICKOUT!!!
Pariah looks amazed that Cross kicks out. He sighs and picks him up-only to shoot him into the ropes. Cross ducks a clothesline-and locks in a crucifix on Pariah-before flipping him over with a stiff Crucifix Piledriver. He goes for the cover:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans pop again-as Pariah kicks out before the three. Cross is stunned as he picks him up-and shoots him into the ropes. Pariah holds on and turns the move around-only to lock Cross in a Cravate as the fans cheer. He moves to the corner-and climbs onto the middle rope. He then flips off and drives Cross down to the mat-head first with a Cravate Buster! He makes the pin:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans cheer loudly as Tyler Cross rolls the shoulder out before three. Pariah sighs and shoots him into the corner-but Cross counters with a Whisper In The Wind-taking Pariah down. He quickly hooks the legs and goes for a pin:
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE----KICKOUT!!!
The fans cheer again-as Cross pounds the mat in frustration. He gets up and goes to the turnbuckle-as Pariah gets to his feet. Cross climbs up the turnbuckle-and Pariah gets up-and catches him on the top rope. He knocks him down onto the turnbuckle-and then climbs up as the two begin exchanging blows. Both men stand up on either the ropes or the turnbuckle. Pariah lifts Cross onto his shoulders-and the dives off with a SICK PSYCHO DRIVER off the top rope. The fans explode as Pariah rolls into the cover;
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fans explode with "Match Of The Year" chants as "Solitary Confinement" reprises.]
Alexis Lace: Here is your winner....and the 2006 Ringmaster Champion.......The King of Wrestling....JOHN...PARIAH!!!
[Pariah celebrates on the ropes as the crowd cheers loudly. Pariah rolls to the floor and takes his PWX Global Honored Title belt and hops the railing. He celebrates in the crowd as the music begins to wind down. He looks in the ring-and see's Tyler Cross get up. He slides back into the ring and looks at him before grabbing a mic. Before speaking-he extends his hand for a handshake.]
Crowd: SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND!
[Tyler obliges-and the two shake hands in the middle of the ring. Pariah begins to speak]
Pariah: Match of the Year.....Match of the Year.....Match of the Year....
[The crowd begins to chime in with the same chant as they shake hands again]
Pariah: Anytime you want another go Tyler. You know where to find me. PWX's door is always welcome!
[The crowd cheers as "Solitary Confinement" reprises-and the two combatants hold up each others arm as we fade to black]