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Pre-PPV Slam! Results; 3rd April 2006
Topic Started: Apr 4 2006, 07:55 AM (150 Views)
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[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
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The FIW World Title is hanging in the balance and Impact turns around to find Manson getting up. Impact sprints at him and Manson is ready, he lifts Impact up...MUSCLE BUSTER! PAIN! MANSON REACHES OVER INTO THE COVER AND JOE JOHNSON HAS RECOVERED ENOUGH TO MAKE THE COUNT!


[align=center]1!

2!

3!

MANSON HAS DONE IT![/align]


CC: Here is your winner and NEW FIW WORLD CHAMPION...JACK MANSON!

KR: JACK MANSON IS THE WORLD CHAMPION!

DV: I can't believe this!


[align=center]Well here's another one (WHAT!)
In the gutter one (WHAT!)
Ghetto runnin em
Troblesome extra double double I come to beat em
The beat em and mistreat em
So what if that I'm cheating.
Every one wanna sound grimey.
Imma show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!)
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But Keith looks hell bent on doing it! He grins to the crowd......BEFORE THRUSTING T-BIRD'S HEAD IN BETWEEN HIS LEGS! HE SCOOPS HER UP...........KEITH WILLIAMS SCOOPS T-BIRD UP AND LEAPS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A SICK PACKAGE PILEDRIVER FROM THE TOP ROPE! THE FANS ERUPT IN A MASSIVE "HOLY SHIT" CHANT, AND WILLIAMS ROLLS INTO A COVER!

[align=center]Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
YEAH!
That's how we gotta be
so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that
Think about playin russian roulette with an atuomatic rifle
My ass against the line blast bullets first
On Line
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IMPACT IS CLOSE TO FALLING OFF, HE REGAINS HIS BALANCE BY GRABBING THE LADDER IN FRONT OF HIS CHEST! IMPACT STANDS UP STRAIGHT AND SWINGS BUT MANSON DODGES IT AND HE CLASPS A HAND AROUND IMPACT'S THROAT! MANSON SHOVES HIM OFF BACKWARDS OFF THE LADDER AND THROUGH THE PYRAMID OF TABLES BEHIND HIM! MANSON RETAINS THE TITLE!

[align=center]Toughest step and a rep and a run packin a weapon its wild
Peace to the brothers on Rycher's Isle
Pumping up a trebble and didn't like he's criminally in buck my eye,
Oh my god I'm so high
Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what does it take
to make you get
Making million children SLAM! Slam!
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Oldriod comes to the outside, he grabs his World Championship belt and the ring bell. Orion brings both items back into the ring, he drops the title belt near a corner and then places the ring bell carefully. He grabs Ragin's legs and sets him up for a reverse figure four, Orion then pulls the Master of the Rage up into a crouching position...999 CHRISTIAN DDT!!!! RAGIN'S FACE CANNONS INTO THE RING BELL!!!!

[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
[/align]
Kashmir is driven down onto the glass ceiling. As he does, the glass cracks with the weight and strength. The crowd pop for this, as Maj slowly gets up, he gets up and looks down at Kashmir. He grins, as he suddenly spits onto Kashmir. The crowd cheer for this, as Maj turns to reach for the remote control that hangs above his head. He lifts up his arm, but suddenly stops, as Kashmir is trying to get hismelf up using the back of Maj's pants as leverage. Maj turns around, and Kashmir gets on one knee, letting go. Maj suddenly grabs the head of Kashmir and lifts him to his feet. Then suddenly, Maj throws Kashmir right to the open hatch. Kashmir cannot stop, and runs straight into it. He falls through, but grabs onto the edge of the opening with one hand. The crowd gasp in shock, as Kashmir hangs 20ft above the ring, holding on with one hand. Maj walks over, seeing he's in control. He has the remote with the button on it in his hand. He looks down at Kashmir, and then back at the button. He repeats this a few times, as if deciding. The crowd cheer for Maj. Kashmir, knowing he's in trouble, shouts at Maj.

Kashmir: PLEASE MAJ! NO!

Maj looks down at Kashmir, and shakes his head. He shouts something back to Kashmir.

Maj: SATYEMEVA JAYATE!

Maj suddenly stomps on the hand of Kashmir. Kashmir lets go, and falls through the hole. He body falls and crashes down into the ring below. His body spasms as he does. The crowd go crazy with cheers, as Maj suddenly shuts the hatch and presses the button. The bell rings to signal the end of the match.


[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
[/align]
Lemeiux rolls away from the pin dazed, as Nightmare, visibly winded, pulls him up and pushes him into the corner, landing a headbutt to the chest. He follows this up by whipping Lemeiux to the far corner, Lemeiux jumps up on the top rope instead of hitting it and goes to fly back with a cross body block, but Nightmare moves making Lemeiux hit nothing but canvas and spring up to his feet clutching his stomach in severe pain, allowing Nightmare to grab Lemeiux and hurl him over with a belly to belly suplex, landing Lemeiux right on the back of his head!

[align=center]I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh)
Slickly swift blast of the ghastly stashin fashion
Then I provide I provide the you was cheat.
Beside the getto Vibe
Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE
I come across with no fear
For sure!
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Impact drags the steel steps on top of Manson, making sure the cast is under the steps. He walks around the ringside area and grabs the steel chair he used earlier on Sean Madrox. Matt brings the chair back over to Manson and HE SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ON THE STEEL STEPS, WHICH ARE ON TOP OF MANSON! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN!

[align=center]Un-adult un-rated un-conformed
Digusted, busted you wanna touch it.
To hot! You forgot, you're not ready
You're head could get ruptered.
Hit between the eye
I planned the plan alive
I'm the plonic sonic
UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS
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Logan moves to interrupt the assault, but just as he goes to grab ahold of Orion’s arm, the ECC stops and ducks forward, nicking Carl’s arm and grabbing his leg, WRENCHING THE MAN-GIANT OVERHEAD IN THE SLOPPIEST DAMN ANGLE SLAM YOU’VE EVER SEEN!!!

[align=center]The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU),hot midas in confide us.
See the big black picture if you look inside of
My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic
So kill the copy cat because it's al mastered
Directin' it
When y`all least expected it
And thought it was safe ONYX hit you in the face so
[/align]
Richard Markone is sat at his desk, he looks up to see the camera approaching and the Slam! Commissioner welcomes his audience. He spins his laptop around and we zoom in on the Slam logo!

[align=center]Posted Image[/align]
'Slam!' by Onyx continues to blare into the arena as the crowd get pumped up! At the announce desk Kurt Royle and Dean Venchenzo are all ready to call the action!

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[align=center]Special Referee Match
Orion Oldriod vs. Joseph Lemieux
Referee: Matthew Brodeur[/align]
Match: The two former Tag Team Champions went at it in this one, so many issues developing in the past few weeks including Lemieux's friend Matthew Brodeur. Lemieux came straight out of the blocks, using his high-flying maneuvers to take Orion off his game and it seemed to work as Lemieux held the advantage for several of the opening minutes with headscissors, hurricanranas and cross body blocks to keep Orion on the back foot.

Oldriod came back, catching Lemieux in mid-air and powerslamming him down. As he went for the cover Brodeur was slow on the count and this caused an argument between ‘The Oracle’ and the special referee.

Joseph Lemieux regained the momentum, catching Orion off guard with a high dropkick and then going to the top rope. Lemieux attempted his Springboard Flipping Twisting Senton but Orion managed to get out of the way! Oldriod then quickly executed his Oracle Slam for a reluctant three count from Brodeur.


The arena lights suddenly dim. There is the sound similar to a TV clicking on, & the screen comes to life. First shot is of a door, with a label on it that reads, “The Wild Wing”. When the door opens, we see an office that appears to have been trashed. Slumped at a chair behind an overturned desk is “The Real One”, Tim Church. He appears to have taken as much abuse as the rest of the office.

Suddenly, he seems to notice the visiting camera, sits up in the chair, & starts to speak.


Real One: Come to see me, did you?… What for?… Do you appreciate carnage? Do you appreciate destruction?… Do you appreciate looking at the scraps left over when something is destroyed?

He leans closer to the screen, so that he fills almost the entire view.

I’ll bet you do, don’t you? You’re the ones that Cheered at the Challenger… Posted Image

Howled at the Hindenburg… Posted Image

And gave an ovation at Oklahoma City. Posted Image

Well, I guess only 1 of 2 things can happen now. Either you can all start enjoying my misery, which won’t matter to me, since I can’t hear or see you anyway… Or I can explain how this got the way it is.

He pauses for a mere second, before continuing to talk.

Real One: Who did this to my office? The only person who has a right to touch anything in it; Me. Who did this damage to my face & body? Also me. The obvious question is why. To explain that, you have to go a bit back into my history.

In the early New Millennium, I was known as “The Wildman”. I was a wrestler nobody could prepare for, because I’d never do the same thing twice, & you never knew what I’d do once. I worked my way to the top of groups based everywhere, from London to Louisville, & from Atlanta, Georgia, to Zanesville, Ohio. I was the guy every GM wanted to book, but no opponent wanted to face.

Finally, I became a GM myself, & not content to stop even there, I started calling myself the President of the group. I watched 1 too many “West Wing” episodes, & built myself this little office, naming it “The Wild Wing”, tho it is in fact only 1 room.

Then, the cruel hand of fate dealt me a blow… On the eve of perhaps my greatest victory, I was taken off of the card for that night, & several weeks after. A suddenly-discovered illness had put me in the hospital, something no human adversary had ever been able to do.

Over the years, I’ve tried time & again to match my early work, with varying levels of success. I came back to the Wing, where I had done some of my greatest work, hoping to again heat the creative flame.

But again, I became sick… Sick of looking for what wasn’t there. Sick of trying to find the Invisible Man. Sick of searching for the equal to my unmatchable skill. So, content with the fact I was unbeatable, I simply took on the task of beating myself.

Then, I looked inside my scarred skeleton, & found the facts… I realized the Reality… I transferred to total “Timagination”. I found a way to return to the ring without any cruel consequences. I will be the man behind the man, & not in the recently-famous “Brokeback Mountain” sense of the phrase. I’m going to be working alongside the one person I think can be the New Embodiment of the Wildman.

Who will it be?
Could be anybody
I’ll be back soon,
And then you will see.

The TV clicking noise sounds again, & the screen shuts off.

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[align=center]Grudge Match Match
No Holds Barred
Sean Madrox vs. T-Bird w/ Nightmare
Referee: Mark Jackson[/align]
Match: Immediately Sean Madrox flew at T-Bird, taking her down and pounding at her face. The Tactical Assault Champion kicked and clawed away at T-Bird. Nightmare pounded on the apron to get the crowd behind T-Bird and it had results straight away as T-Bird pushed Madrox away and through the ropes to the outside. She then waited as Madrox got back up to dive through the ropes at him! Madrox was taken down to the arena floor by the high-flying T-Bird as her Tag Team Championship partner looked on.

T-Bird then pulled Madrox up but Sean shoved her away. T-Bird came back at Sean but Madrox was standing over the timekeeper's table and he nailed her with the ring bell! T-Bird went down and Madrox got on top of her to ram his fist through her face once more. Nightmare tried to pull Madrox off T-Bird but the referee interjected, leaving Madrox free to slam T-Bird into the ringsteps.

Madrox rolled her back inside the ring, he slid back inside also. Madrox pulled T-Bird up and whipped her into the ropes, she came back off to duck underneath a clothesline attempt before catching Madrox with a flying forearm smash. T-Bird then went outside and pulled weapons from underneath the ring, including a ladder. Nightmare assisted her in getting it into the ring. T-Bird picked it up and drove it down on top of Madrox! She went for the same move for a second time but Madrox managed to kick it back into her face! Madrox then went for his Black Out superkick but T-Bird ducked and rolled him up in a school boy for the three count!


The rolling feedback of "Orchids" by Stone Sour kicks up over the PA followed by the opening guitar which brings the crowd to their feet! The lights darken all of a sudden and two spotlights do a lap around the arena before focusing on the stage where we hear Corey Taylor's scream..

[align=center]HUAAAAAGGGH![/align]


A wall of purple fireworks erupts on the stage, but instead of seeing the big form of Nightmare in the smoke we see the shapely form of the one and only Orchid, stepping up onto the stage to a huge round of cheers, and she throws up a devil horn sign to make the crowd cheer even louder.

KR: Good to see Orchid out here, perhaps we'll get some insight from her about the upcoming tag team championship match at Anarchy in the UK!

DV: First we have to watch the Maggot Freaks take the belts, now we have to listen to HER?

[align=center]You hold me inside your iris
Like a terminal stain on life
You condescend to my primal brain
And twist me around like a knife[/align]


Orchid heads on down the ramp once she hears the first line, tagging hands as she goes along and taking her time so that all of the fans get a chance to see her. Once she reaches the ring Orchid rounds towards the steps and climbs up, entering through the ropes thanks to Charles Cruz holding them open for her.

[align=center]Can’t begin to explain
The feelings I have restrained
Don’t ask me how I am
Because you’re too busy planning your epitaph
Let me tell you[/align]



Orchid smiles cutely at Cruz once she gets in the ring then heads to the far side of the ring, mirroring her client's taunt of the crossed devil horns close to the ropes as millions of flashbulbs hit her curvaceous form.

[align=center]Don’t - try to be the one - person
Who has stayed - just to say
They never left me!
Aggravated, complicated, someone say it
God, I never learn[/align]



Finally, Orchid after repeating the taunt at all four sides of the ring, goes to the center of the ring, untucking a microphone from the pocket of her skirt and lifting the mic, ready to speak. Her velvety voice rings across the arena as Orchids fades out..

"Good evening, Birmingham!"

A huge, albeit cheap pop puts a smile on Orchid's face as she waits for the rabid Birmingham crowd to die down before she continues, making sure to pace her gorgeous self around the ring while she talks.

"I'm here before you tonight because Nightmare and I have something very special in store for you to celebrate the Maggot Korps' recent Tag Team championship win, propelling them into a match against Carl Lucas and the skull cowboy at Anarchy In the UK..."

The crowd holds it's collective breath, Orchid grinning at them..

"And it will NOT be a live sex celebration!"

DV: A part of me thanks whatever diety created this Earth.

A rousing cheer of releif comes from the Birmingham Maggots in attendance, as Orchid paces around, waiting for them to quiet down. They finally do, and Orchid nods sagely before raising the mic and beginning to speak again.

"Instead, I am about to present the very people that won the Tag Team Championships just last week, because they have a few things they have on their mind that need to be said. So, without further ado, may I present the NEW FIW Tag Team Champions, THE MAGGOT KORPS!"

"Scream" by Slipknot begins to punish the Slam sound system as the crowd leaps to their feet, every last person in the building cheering as loud as they can, as the house lights drop and take on a darkish red hue. Two spotlights, also dark red in color, do one lap around the arena before focusing on the mat where the Slipknot tribal 'S' has appeared with the Neverwinter eye and the T-Bird Wings logo flanking it.

[align=center]SCREAM!![/align]

Red pyro EXPLODES on the stage as the song picks up, the crowd's cheers only get louder as Nightmare steps up onto the stage with his FIW tag title in his hand, T-Bird crawling out behind him with her belt wrapped around her neck. He raises his belt high and gives a proud roar to the crowd as Tee pops up to her feet, the belt bouncing in front of her face as they walk together towards the ring. Sliding in together, Nightmare gets a quick kiss from Orchid then bounds over to the other side of the ring to raise his title high to the crowd, Tee mirroring his ritual on the other side of the ring opposite Nightmare. Finally, they converge next to Orchid, who leans against Nightmare, the Prince of Pain slings his belt over his shoulder and takes Orchid's mic so he can speak.

"This gorgeous woman is absolutely right. T-Bird and I do have a few things we have to say, so we're going to get it over with quick. First of all, we want to take this time to thank a certain special group of people that made our tag team championship win not only possible, but inevitable. The undying support of our maggots not only here in Birmingham, England.."

Another pop.

"Coupling that with the support of our maggots all over the world is the reason why we are FIW Tag Team Champions. And ya' know something, maggots? Tee and I told SWAT this was going to happen, that we would win the titles no matter what the cost, but they didn't listen, DID THEY, BIRMINGHAM?!"

DV: Apparently Nightmare isn't above getting cheap pops either for telling his girlfriend she's pretty!

KR: Anyone with eyes and half of a brain can see how gorgeous Orchid is.

A rousing cheer again meets Nightmare's energy, making him nod emphatically as he continues to speak, pacing around the ring not unlike Orchid earlier. The gold of his tag team title gleams on his shoulder, as does the intensity gleaming in his forest-green eyes, the warrior spirit awakened by becoming a champion.

"They didn't listen each and every time Tee and I promised this would happen, so you know what? We MADE them listen, maggots. We made them listen by beating them at their own game, and that's what's going to happen at Anarchy in the UK. TNT, you think you can take back these tag team titles with a couple big bruisers like the skull cowboy and Carl Lucas? I understand you may think getting the two biggest guys on your show to team up seems like a sure-fire plan, but nothing is for certain when you're up against the Maggot Korps. I also know you won't listen to words, TNT, so you're going to listen to action come Anarchy in the UK, the Maggot Korps will ensure that. This time, Monday Night Slam is going to prove with action, not words, that we are the dominating force when it comes to tag team wrestling. Now...I beleive a little bird behind me has a few words as well. Tee, take it away."

DV: T-Bird is the smallest person in this upcoming match, guys. Honestly, I don't like her odds against two guys as big as Carl and the cowboy are, especially that cowboy. *shudders*

KR: Don't EVER discount T-Bird no matter how big her opponents are!

He hands the mic with a flourish to T-Bird who steps forward. T-Bird moves in front of Nightmare smiling as she takes the mic from his hand. She goes on a little futher up with her title drapped over her shoulder as she leans against the ropes.

"You know maggots how hard it has been for me to get into a federation basically full of guys and try to win especially when I got put into the show just full of them. But I have won against some of the biggest names like Sean Madrox. I have won against men 3 times bigger than me. And TNT expects me to be scared of their competition. Hah. I laugh in the face of their GM. Carl is 218 pounds heavier than I am. If he really wished too... He would make me into a pancake."

T-Bird smirks getting off the ropes. She smiles again to Nightmare and Orchid, Nightmare raising a fist in encouragement as she continues.

"But you have seen me in work. You have seen me against men. Not one has flattened me out yet. I am still here. I am still wrestling and I love every minute of it. I won the tag titles with my ex-husband. How many people can say that they would even wanna work with their ex-husbands ever again. I went against the normal. I helped make a success out of this tag team. I didn't win the titles for just me.. I don't believe I am that selfish. I didn't just win the titles for Nightmare... I didn't just win them to rid Slam! of the evil of SWAT. I won them for the fans, because I know each and every single one of you wanted Maggot Korps on the top of the tag team division."

T-Bird throws her arms up as the fans cheer loudly. She licks her lips pulling the mic back to them. The crowd quiets down to hear her talk.

"Carl.. and you, skull cowboy. Your not going to take these titles away from us. Just not humanly possible. I know I personally have so many odds against me... But you know what... I have so many more odds for me. I fight till the bitter end. And you sirs... Will have to learn that the hard way like everyone else who goes against the Maggot Korps. The odds are stacked for Maggot Korps. We are fresh new tag champs... I don't see us losing our titles to anyone anytime soon much less you, and much less to TNT."

The crowd cheers as Nightmare retreives the mic from T-Bird, Orchid shining up the belt sitting on his shoulder before leaning against him again as Nightmare holds her close with one arm, and the mic up to his lips with the other.

"So, we are going to end this tonight with a message to Madison Lee. You've turned TNT into a phenomenal show, Ms. Lee, there's no doubt about that. You've made and broke as many people as this here show has, and you are just as much a part of FIW's legendary rise to the top as Monday Night Slam is as well. But the fact is, Madison, that the skull cowboy and Carl Lucas, along with that group of thugs known as the Funky Bunch, cannot, will not, and won't ever be able to take these titles from the Maggot Korps, or Monday Night Slam. Throw whoever you have at us, Maddy. We'll send 'em whimpering back, limping back, hell..we may even send a few back in boxes if we're in good enough of a mood. Just know that we are through mucking around and now we're ready to bring the blood and pain. Stay (sic), TNT. We'll see you Sunday."

With that last note, Nightmare drops his mic, causing a crash of feedback, and "Scream" is signaled to hit the speakers. Tee and Night display their tag team titles again as the crowd cheers them on, Orchid kissing Nightmare quickly and then standing back, applauding the two and encouraging them as well. Once the Korps are done displaying their belts, Night and T-Bird exit the ring and head up to the back, Nightmare tagging hands as T-Bird raises her title high.

KR: The Maggot Korps, safe to say, are ready for Anarchy in the UK, gentlemen.

DV: I hope they are up to the challenge. If they can beat SWAT, they'd better be able to beat Carl and that skull cowboy.

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[align=center]MAIN-EVENT
International Championship

Xtreme Kitten © vs. Tomoko Onamari
Referee: Tommy Owens[/align]
Match: In a preview of the International Championship Unification match at Anarchy in the UK, Tomoko took on the defending International Champ Xtreme Kitten. The match started with Tomoko trying to out-wrestle Xtreme Kitten but the man known as 'Hardcore Pussy' by some did his best to avoid being taken down. XK came back with a series of forearm shots to back Tomoko up into a corner. XK unloaded with vicious knees to Onamari's head before he allowed Tomoko to stagger out of the corner. XK then went for a bulldog, which Tomoko ducked and came back with a back body drop!

Despite Lucy doing her best to will Xtreme Kitten on, Tomoko pressed the advantage with a succession of stomps to XK's chest and stomach. Kitten was then taken into a corner and Tomoko unloaded with chops but XK reversed! Kitten chopped the life out of Tomoko Onamari before performing his Keo Dode attack. XK went for the cover but only got two from Tommy Owens. Lucy got onto the apron to protest about the decision and this led to Tomoko getting a low blow in on XK.

Tomoko suplexed XK over, looking for the cover but still Lucy lingered on the apron. Tomoko then spun Tommy Owens around and knocked Lucy down off the apron! This got XK all riled up and he choked Tomoko against the ropes! Tommy Owens tried to pull XK away but the Xtreme Kitten continued choking Tomoko and forced Tommy Owens to call for the bell. A disqualification decision was announced by Charles Cruz and as Lucy argued with Tommy Owens, Toan ran in and knocked Xtreme Kitten down with a shot from Toan's IC title belt!


The entire lights in the arena suddenly dim out. There is a low murmour in the crowd, when sudddenly static starts to come up on the PA. The sound of it echoes through, as the crowd wonder what on earth is going on. The screen then cuts to black, as a voice comes over the PA. It's your typical "movie trailer" type voice, low and somehow, atmospheric. There is some sort of strange classical music in the background.

Voice: There is a man that has defied many laws and facts that have been laid down by the greatest geniuses of all time. His name, is Lance Evers.

The screen suddenly cuts to a picture of Sir Isaac Newton.


[align=center]Posted Image[/align]

Voice: Sir Isaac Newton. Defined the law of gravity.

The screen then suddenly cuts to a picture at some wrestling event in a different company. There is a man laid out across a table on the outside of the ring, and flying through the air above him, is another man, who's just jumped off the turnbuckle, and is in Mid-Shooting Star Press. There are some excited, and confused murmours in the crowd.

Voice: Lance Evers proved that men can fly, and that gravity can be defied.

The screen cuts again. This time, a picture of Beethoven.


[align=center]Posted Image[/align]

Voice: Ludwig Van Beethoven. Wrote some of the greatest symphonies of all time.

Suddenly the screen cuts then to a freeze frame from another wrestling show. It shows the man that was flying through the air in the picture before, performing a one-man Con-Chair-To onto someone, using a cinderblock on the floor, and a 2x4 covered in barbed wire.

Voice: Lance Evers writes a Con-Chair-To like no musical genius could ever do.

The picture on the tron then comes up with Van Gogh.


[align=center]Posted Image[/align]

Voice: Vincent Van Gogh. Painted some of the most famous paintings around today.

The picture then changes to the same wrestler, performing a Brainbuster DDT on someone off a ladder.

Voice: Lance Evers pulls off some of the most brilliant masterpieces ever seen.

Suddenly, the screen changes. It's actual video, of the wrestler that has been shown performing. He's looking at the camera, grinning. He speaks with a confident, cocky voice, yet there's something likeable. He's wearing what is apparently a priest's costume. He has short brown hair, tanned body, and a rather handsome face.

Lance: That's right. I'm coming to Slam! and there's no stopping me now! At Anarchy in the UK, prepare yourselves for controversy, and a show like you've never seen before. Also, I've got a little message for our friend, Ahriman. See you soon.

Lance suddenly grins, as the camera fades out into writing, stating:


[align=center]Posted Image[/align]

The camera then cuts, as the lights in the arena go up again, and there are low level murmurs in the crowd.

KR: Yee-haw! This is Kurt Royle on Anarchy in the UK HYPE watch along with my good buddy Dean Venchenzo.

DV: So many great matches signed from the Slam! side for the pay-per-view event in just 6 days.

KR: Anarchy in the UK comes from Manchester in England, the theme song is "Still Kill the Old Way" by the Lostprophets. An English band for an English event.

DV: A new interview segment will debut, Orion Oldriod’s ‘Fountain of the Oracle’ debuts with special guest – a new member of the Slam! roster. His name is Jay Benson, but that’s all we know!

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KR: The first Slam! match is a Grudge Match, no doubt.

DV: Prime and Rylee went so far in the Lethal Lottery tag schedule only to fall short at the final hurdle and Prime blames Starr. Don’t forget about Brad Guinup thrown into the mix too.

KR: That’s under Elimination rules, which means we will have one survivor.

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DV: S.W.A..T. couldn’t go coast to coast with the Tag Team Titles, the Maggot Korps have now taken over and will represent Slam! at Anarchy in the UK.

KR: The Maggot Korps meet TNT’s unlikely combination of Carl Lucas and the skull cowboy, sure to be an epic tag team affair.

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KR: Two titles will be combined, the Extreme Chaos Championship and the Tactical Assault Championship to form the Tactical Chaos Championship.

DV: Two hardcore titles merged into one and many ECC legends will be on hand.

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DV: Another title unification, for too long Slam! has had two International Championships and they will become one at Anarchy in the UK.

KR: Toan has one, Xtreme Kitten has the other and Tomoko Onamari is the number one contender. This should be a great Sudden Death Triple Threat Match.

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KR: And then all the marbles are on the line. The FIW World Championship is to be decided between Hutch, Matt Impact and the defending Champ, Jack Manson.

DV: Impact was standing over both opponents last week on Slam!, will it be the same come Sunday?

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