Well, we lost.
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The camera fades back to the image of the neon green light wreckage that is the main stage before panning around to Mark Stevens and Bobby Riley.
Stevens: Welcome back to SWF Ground Zero, and right now we've got what's sure to be one of the hottest tag matches of the year.
Riley: One might even say a complete orgy of tag action.
Stevens: Ermmm, yes. We've got the Tag Champs defending their titles, not only against the Number One Contenders, but a team they beat a few weeks ago, but have been giving another shot.
Riley: That makes it all the harder for the Trinity to hang onto their Tag Titles. Oh, my heart weeps for them, it really does.
Stevens: I'm sure it does Bobby. There is always that question of how these teams will treat each other and reaction to each other once the match gets under way.
Riley: Please, double team the champs. Anyone with any sense would do that.
Stevens: I don't think the Unholy Trinity are going to be that easy to double team.
Riley: We'll just see about that Mark, just you wait.
Stevens: Well, here comes Funyon, this one is about to get under way. You can bet with the hot action we've seen so far on this Pay Pre View, and the huge matches still to come later on, this match will also be massive.
Funyon climbs through the ropes into the ring, in his stylish green tux that matches the event set, trusty house mike in hand.
Funyon: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match will be a Triple Threat Tag Team Match, for One Fall, for the SWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS OF THE WORRRLLLLLLDDDDDD!
YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!
Funyon: Introducing firstly, at a combined weight of Four Hundred and Eighty Eight Pounds ...
But before Funyon can continue, a voice cuts through the arena over the PA system.
QUIZ! SHOW! Come On Down!
On the Smarktron, the Wheel of Fortune board spins around, as the titles roll back to show the words "Double Jeopardy" followed by Come On Down kicked into life from the speakers. A pair of sliding doors at the top of the ramp slip back to reveal the terribly dressed figures of Quiz and Show.
Quiz: Welcome to tonight's very special Pay Per View, where we have four guest about to join us in Omaha. They are International Incident and the Unholy Trinity! So Show, the answer is, the thing all these people here tonight will see.
Show: What is an ass kicking?
BBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Quiz: You are correct!
The Wheel Of Fortune rolls back once again to show the words "Ass Kicking" as the fans continue to boo and jeer Double Jeopardy. The badly dressed duo stride down the ramp, posing to the fans as they head towards the ring. Sliding under the ropes, they get into the ring and climb the turnbuckles, posing again.
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
Funyon: There opponents, at a combined weight of Four Hundred and Eighty One Pounds ... The Number One Contenders ... INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT!
The sound of static drifts over the speakers, as a grainy image of a news report flicks onto the screen, as the voice over kicks it.
"This just in. There are reports of tensions rising, and fighting on all sides. It looks like we're on the way to a full blown INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT!"
At the word of International Incident, the sounds of Double Trouble starts up over the speakers, as the whole stage is light by a massive column of pyro that goes form end to end. CIA and Francis rise up from under the stage, posing together.
As the pyro fades down, they strut down towards the ring, Mak throwing his shades into the crowd as CIA plays to the fans. The pair eye up Double Jeopardy in the ring, circling it slowly and tagging hands with all their fans.
FUCK EM UP IEE IEE! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK EM UP IEE IEE! FUCK! FUCK!
Climbing the apron and stepping into the ring, International Incident taunt Double Jeopardy, daring them to come and attack. Circling the ring slowly, steering them down.
Funyon: And, weighing in at Five Hundred and Forty Two Pounds ...THE SWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD ... THE UNHOLY TRINITY!
YYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
The cloud of smoke and laser mesh forms over the entrance way, turning the neon green stage red, as Davidian kicks into life.
"LET FREEDOM RING WITH A SHOTGUN BLAST!"
Shower after shower of red pyro goes up goes up as the strobe lights travel from one end of the arena to the other as Va'aiga and Dace Night step out from the smoke and lasers. Tag Team Title Belts in hand, they sprint down the entrance ramp.
Dropping the Tag Titles, they dive under the ropes, and charge past International Incident and crash full steam into Double Jeopardy, sending them up and over the ropes to the outside with a huge pair of Lariats.
As Funyon dives clear of the ring, Referee Hebner sprints out of the way, and rings the bell.
DING, DING, DING!
Looking on for a moment before spring into action, CIA and Francis head to the ropes, Mak grabs the ropes and slingshots himself through the air, sailing down towards the rising figures of Quiz and Show, smashing into them, wiping them out.
Next up, Dace backs up across the ring as CIA grabs the ropes. On the outside, Francis helps Show and Quiz to their feet as CIA throws himself into a Somersault over the ropes and Dace dives through them.
CRACK! SMACK!
Drilling Show with an Elbow Sucidia and Quiz with a Somersault Senton Sucidia. Not even done there, Va'aiga directs them to bring Double Jeopardy onto their feet once again as he grabs the ropes. The dazed and staggered Double Jeopardy look up to see a near three hundred pound Maori missile diving down on them from above.
HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Stevens: The Unholy Trinity and International Incident just wiped out Double Jeopardy on the outside, with a huge series of dives. What a way to start the match.
Riley: No, that's not right! They should be taking out the Trinity, they're the champs, beat them down damn it.
Picking themselves up from the mess of bodies on the floor, Mak, CIA, Va'aiga and Dace pick up Show and Quiz, rolling them back into the ring, before following them back in. Dace and the Canadian Intelligence Agent steps back into their respective corners as Va'aiga and Mak Francis drag Show's body to the centre of the ring.
The pair whip the Chevy Chase look a like into the ropes, and the Maori Badass catches him on the way back, Flapjacking him up over head, as The Franchise drills him with a Dropkick to the chest in mid air. Quickly rolling on top of Show, Mak makes a cover.
......ONE!
No!
OOOOOHHHHHHHH!
The Maori pulls the Franchise off and wags a finger infront of his face, as four faces smile in knowing of what's going to happen, while Quiz slowly starts to recover in his corner, pulling himself up with the add of the ring ropes.
Stevens: A Flapjack and Dropkick double team, but Va'aiga breaks up the pin fall. This isn't an elimination match, so you have to match every move that happens.
Riley: Come on, fight each other already, please.
Francis is the first to act, swinging home a Knife Edge Chop into the chest of the Tag Champ.
SMACK! WWWWOOOOOO!
But Va'aiga looks completely unimpressed and processed to Lariat Mak out of his boots, before dragging him straight back to his feet and shooting him off into the ropes. Mak bounds back, leaping into the air and drives his Forearm into the Maori's head, before carrying on across the ring and hitting the ropes on the other side.
Charging back, the Franchise wraps his arm around the back of the staggered Maori's head, Bulldogging him into the mat, before breaking into a little strut. He dives forwards to drop a fist, but Va'aiga rolls out of the way and back to his feet.
From behind, Show springs to his feet, locking his arms under the Maori's in a Full Nelson, before dragging him into the air with a grunt, and releasing him, slamming him down on his back. But Mak is right back into the fray, catching Show with a boot to the gut and planting him with a DDT.
YYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
Keeping on Show, Francis grabs his legs and flips over his body into a Jacknife Hold, pinning him to the mat.
......ONE!
OOOOOOHHHHHHH!
Now the Tag Champ is back on his feet, grabbing Mak around the waist, pulling him off the pin, before throwing him straight over head with a Belly to Belly Suplex. The Game Show Player springs back to his feet, catching Va'aiga from behind, spinning him around into a Clothesline, staggering him back.
Following up, Show wraps an arm around Va'aiga's throat and sweeps his leg, send him to the mat with a ring shaking STO. The Chevy Chase look a like drops down for the cover.
Riley: What a Lovely Parting Gift for Va'aiga, and that'll be the end of the match right here.
Stevens: You only know that because you're sitting there with a long list of all these ridiculous names Double Jeopardy use. The three teams are still trading off with each other, and it's going to take it's toll on all of them if it caries on like this.
......ONE!
......TWO!
Kickout!
YYYYAAAAAHHHH!
Rolling into his corner, Mak reaches up and tags in CIA, out of site of Show as he pulls Va'aiga back to his feet. Both members of International Incident rush across the ring towards Show, nailing him in the back of the head with a pair of fists.
The Masked Canadian drops to his feet, sweeping Show's legs backwards with a Reverse Drop Toe Hold, as Mak catches his neck and drops with a Neckbreaker, wrenching Show's neck out across his shoulder.
The Big Maori leaps towards Mak and CIA, trying to level them with a Double Lariat, but they duck, and spinning around, drive a pair of boots into Va'aiga's gut and drop him to the mat with a Double DDT.
RRRRRAAAAAHHHHHHH!
As Mak backs away to his corner, the Canadian Intelligence Agent covers the tag champ, hooking a leg.
......ONE!
......TWO!
No!
Diving out from his corner, Dace grabs onto CIA's leg and pulls him off the cover. Rolling to his feet, CIA mouths off at Dace as Horrorcore backs into his corner. CIA turns back to the action, right into a huge knee to his chest from the recovering Game Show Player, who follows up by pulling the Number One Contender across his shoulders with a spin before dropping him straight on his neck.
OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!
Stevens: High Angle Spinning Torture Rack Slam, right on that get of the Canadian Intelligence Agent that Dace attacked on the last show.
Riley: The Showcase Showdown, just another one of the great moves Double Jeopardy have in their arsenal. The Maori Badass rolls back to his feet, and pacing behind Show, locks his arms around him in a Rear Waistlock before sending him flying overhead with a Release German Suplex.
Va'aiga: BOO-YAH!
Now Va'aiga makes the tag, bringing Dace into the match, hauling Show to his feet, the send him shooting across the ring, bounding after him and flattening him with a Double Yakuza Kick.
YYYYAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Stevens: Double Yakuza Kick! But Quiz made a blind tag off the Irish Whip, the Trinity didn't see it!
Riley: Take them all out, show these guys what for Quiz.
Leaping to the top rope, the badly dressed Quiz dives off, slamming both his feet into the Maori's back, knocking him flying. Dace swings a Lariat, but Quiz dodges and jumps up, snapping Dace over with a Hurricanrana.
QUIZ SUCKS! QUIZ SUCKS!
Riley: These people don't know the meaning of the word sucks!
Va'aiga rolls under the ropes and heads back to his corner as Hebner yells at him, while Quiz springs to the second rope and dives off with a backflip through the air, planting himself onto Dace with a Moonsault, holding on for a cover.
......ONE!
......TWO!
No!
Now it's CIA's turn to break up the cover, dragging Quiz back. Picking him up to his feet, he peppers his face with several forearm shots, but pulling Quiz's arm between his own legs. Grabbing hold of Quiz's other are, the Canadian picks him up and drops forwards, slamming him onto his back.
Stevens: Pumphandle Slam from CIA on Quiz, taking out the smaller man. As all three teams continue to break up every possible pinfall, because it's the first fall that wins, so you can't take any chances.
Riley: Bah, Double Jeopardy should just lay everyone out with chairs and be done with it.
Rather than covering Quiz, CIA picks Dace up from the back and snaking arms around his waist, lifts him back over his shoulder and Backdrops his two hundred and fifty pound body square onto Quiz's chest.
OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!
Dragging the Game Show Player back to his feet, the Masked Canadian leans him backwards, wrapping an arm around his throat, and linking with his over arm, clamps on a Dragon Sleeper, wrenching back on his neck and cutting off his air supply.
TAP OUT QUIZ! TAP OUT!
Scrambling back to his feet, Dace sees Quiz struggling in CIA's grasp, and makes a dash to save him and the Tag Titles, at full speed he slams his whole body weight arm first into the back of CIA's, so hard he sends the Canadian flipped over Quiz's body.
YYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Stevens: Enuzi Western Lariat! Dace Night once again taking a page from Danny Williams' book and using that left arm like a cannon to break up the submission.
Riley: With any luck he's gonna break CIA's neck at this rate.
Dace pulls the limp Canadian Intelligence Agent up from the and clamps on a Rear Waistlock, but in sheer desperation, CIA throws his whole body weight around with a Standing Switch and shoves Night straight into the International Incident corner as Quiz quietly crawls over to his own corner.
Hitting the turnbuckles chest first, Dace also hits Mak's forearm face first, as CIA collapses forwards and makes the tag, while Quiz takes the Chevy Chase in on the other side of the ring.
YYYYYYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
Leaping over Night's back, Francis grabs both his legs and rolls him backwards, flipping him back first into the mat, before rolling back to his feet, still holding on leg, twisting around, crossing it across Dace's other leg and dropping back into a Reverse Figure Four.
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!
But Show doesn't give the Franchise anytime to work his hold, dropping his whole body weight onto him and clamping his arms around Francis' head, pulls back on his arm as Dace wriggles free of Mak's legs. Back on his grabs onto Show's legs and pulls them back over his body, forcing them into a High Angled Boston Crab.
AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!
From underneath, the Franchise manages to roll away and bursts back onto his feet, straight behind Dace, reaching an arm under his shoulder and around his neck, grabs hold of it with his other arm and pulls it into a Cobra Clutch, forcing Horrorcore to release his grip on Show.
Now Show pulls himself out from under Night's feet, and pushing himself back up to his, sees Mak and Dace battling, so he takes advantage, spreading his huge arms, he encircles both of them at once in a Double Bearhug.
BBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Both Dace and Francis feel their ribs contraction and squeezing in under the pressure from Show, Mak releases the air he was holding for the Cobra Clutch, giving Dace a free arm, which he uses to drill into Show's head with a desperate series of Elbow Smashes.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
YYYYYYAAAAAAAHHHHH!
Staggering backwards under the assault of blows and releasing his Bearhug, Show tries to back off, but Dace locks his arms around his neck in a Front Facelock Choke, falling back to the mat to apply more pressure as Mak Francis grabs one of his legs and drags it back of his body, jamming a knee into Show's back with a Single Leg Crab.
Stevens: What a display of holds and counter moves from Francis, Show and Dace, leading to this Facelock and Single Leg Crab combo on Show right now!
Riley: He won't tap, even if he does, it's first fall, so the ref won't count it. Will he? Quiz, break this damn thing up.
Bolting out his corner to save his partner and their chances of getting the Tag Team Gold, Quiz flies through the air and plants his boots into the side of Mak's head with a Dropkick, the quickly drives his boots into the side of Night's head, forcing him to release the hold as Show rolls clear, before Hebner forces Quiz back into his corner.
All three men in the ring slowly struggle back to their feet, shaking their bodies out slowly, as they move towards each other step by step, before breaking into charges ...
YYYYAAAAAAHHHHH!
Dace ducks a Clothesline from Show, Mak ducks a Clothesline from Dace and Show ducks a Clothesline from Mak, rushing away from each other, they hit the ropes and bounce back towards each other and wipe each other out, as Dace Yakuza Kicks Francis, Francis Yakuza Kicks Show, and Show Yakuza Kicks Dace.
RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHH!
Stevens: Triple Clothesline ducked, but the Trio of Yakuza Kicks takes out everyone in the ring, and all three men are down.
Riley: That's the orgy like mess of action I like to see happening in the SWF Mak. It's what we need more of really.
Stevens: Well, it's a race to the tag now, if anyone can get there first, it could be a big advantage to their team.
Across the arena, divided chants spring up.
LET'S GO FRANCHISE! STOMP! STOMP!
LET'S GO DACE! STOMP! STOMP!
LET'S GO FRANCHISE! STOMP! STOMP!
LET'S GO DACE! STOMP! STOMP!
Riley: Well, been as no one seems to want to do it fore Show, I will. Let's go Show! Let's blow .....
Stevens: That's quiet enough of that, even for Pay Per View Bobby.
All three men start the long, slow struggle from the middle of the ring to their corners to make the tag to their partners for the tag. CIA, Va'aiga and Quiz all lean over the ropes as far as the tag ropes will let them, trying to make the gap between them and their partners as sport as possible.
They reach, they stretch, and they make the tag.
YYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
The Canadian, the Maori and the Game Show Player all dive into the ring as they make the tag, heading straight for each other. Quiz is fastest off the mark, sending his foot lashing out towards CIA's face with a Superkick, but the Masked Canadian ducks, and with a twist on his heel, sends his foot into the back of Quiz's head with a Superkick of his own.
SMACK!
Quiz topples forwards, into the waiting arms of the Maori Badass, who scoops him up, and with a jump and a dive forwards drills him into the mat with Maori Drop.
YYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHH!
Behind him, CIA pulls out a little jig, and tips back an imaginary glass as Va'aiga rises back to his feet, turning around into the path of CIA's elbow as he swings it down, but the Maori side steps, the follows it up with a left hook.
ONE!
Then a second.
TWO!
Then a third.
THREE!
Va'aiga kisses his right fist and winds up for a huge right cross, just as CIA slams his elbow forwards again on sure guts, at the two blows connect at the same time.
OOOOHHHH-RRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Stevens: Big Punch Combo and the Bionic Elbow at the same time! From the Canadian Intelligence Agent and Va'aiga, dropping each other to the mat, with Quiz still down from that Maori Drop.
Riley: Their going down, hehe.
Forcing himself back to his feet, Quiz stumbles towards the turnbuckles, pulling himself up to the top rope as Va'aiga and CIA lay on the mat side by side. Balancing on the top, Quiz spreads his arms, and dives off with a Somersault through the air, looking to crash down onto both his opponents.
OOOOOHHHHHHHH!
But at the last second they both manage to roll out of the way, and Quiz eats the hard ring canvas.
Riley: American Idol Bomb, and what a true American Idol Quiz is. He should get under the wing of Tom Flesher and become truly great.
Stevens: He missed Riley.
Riley: That has nothing to do with it. You hear me Stevens, nothing!
As both the Canadian and the Tag Champ make their way back onto their feet, CIA drops backwards, throwing his legs out, clipping Va'aiga in the knee with a Dropkick. Quickly throwing himself off the ropes, CIA follows it up by Bulldogging Va'aiga across Quiz's chest.
Stepping through the ropes onto the apron, CIA grabs the ropes an launches himself over with a flip, driving his body, back first, into the back of the Maori Badass, squashing Quiz under him.
YYYYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
Pushing Va'aiga body out of the way, the Canadian hooks Quiz's leg and makes the cover as Hebner slides into place to count the fall.
......ONE!
Show dives out off his corner to break up the fall.
......TWO!
But Mak Francis cuts him off, tackling him to the mat, even as Dace breaks out of his corner.
......1/4!
......1/2!
And drops his fists into the Canadian Intelligence Agent's back, breaking up the cover, saving Quiz and the Trinity's Tag Titles.
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!
Springing back to his feet, CIA grabs Dace by the shoulder as he tries to leave the ring, and starts yelling at him, as Dace yells back, getting face to face with him, as the ref tries to push his way between them and break it, Show sneaks back from his corner and drags Quiz's body over into his corner, as Mak desperately tries to get CIA's attention.
Hebner finally pries the arguing pair apart and firmly directs Horrorcore back to his corner, as he turns around to see Show tagging Quiz's almost limp hand.
BBBBOOOOOOO!
Stevens: CIA taken offence to Dace breaking up his cover, so Show takes the time to drag his partner back into his corner and make the tag.
Riley: Now that's the sort of smart tactics you need in a match of this sort to come out on top.
Bouncing himself off the ropes, Show throws his whole near three hundred pound weight elbow first into the side of the Masked Canadian's head, sending him sprawling him across the mat. Quickly grabbing him by his legs, Show locks his arms, and starts to spin on the spot, pulling CIA with him.
The Maori Badass drags himself back up, as he sees Show twisting round and round, spinning the International Incident member with a Giant Swing, Va'aiga launches himself full speed into a Tackle, crashing into CIA's body in swing.
CCRRRAAACCCCKKK!
WE FELT THAT ONE! WE FELT THAT ONE!
Stevens: My God! Show with the Giant Swing on CIA, then Va'aiga just tackles him out of mid swing, almost breaking CIA in half and sending Show flying from that shock.
Riley: Ochies, that had to hurt everyone.
Reaching over the ropes, Dace beats on the turnbuckles, calling on his partner, willing him back over to his corner as the crowd kicks in behind him.
VA-ING-UH! VA-ING-UH!
Forcing himself back onto his feet, Va'aiga paces over to his corner and tags in Dace Night. Stepping into the with a smile on his face, he takes a quick look around the ring, as Show recovers in the ring, Quiz in his corner, and Mak Francis can only look on from the International Incident corner, he pulls the dazed Canadian Intelligence Agent to his feet, and pulls him into a Standing Headscissors.
Riley: Oh jesus he's not going to.
Dragging CIA up into the air and onto his shoulders, before snapping downwards, driving CIA into the ring like a rail spike with an earthshaking Powerbomb.
Pressing all his way onto of the Canadian, he covers.
......ONE!
......TWO!
......1/4!
.......1/2!
CRACK!
Saving his partner, the match and their chance at gold, Mak dashes into the ring and Yakuza Kicks Night square in the side of the head, knocking him clean off the cover. Rolling through with the blow, Dace hits the ropes and rockets back at full steam, as Francis tries to help his partner up, and hammers an Elbow Smash home.
CRRRAACCCKKK!
Stevens: RUNNING ELBOW SMASH! Dace just took Mak Francis out!
Riley: International Incident are down and out, someone has to take control and do it now, this is the only winning shot they'll be.
But as the Unholy Trinity take out International Incident, Show sneaks back into his corner and tags Quiz back in. Leaping to the top rope, the Game Show Player dives through the air, catching Night by surprise, wrapping an arm around his head, twisting around and spiking his head to the mat with a Tornado DDT.
OOOOOHHHHHHHH!
Holding onto the Front Facelock, Quiz gets back to his feet and throws his weight backwards, taking Dace back down with another DDT, rolling him over into the Double Jeopardy corner. Calling Show back into the ring, he draws a finger across his throat.
Stevens: Double Jeopardy looking to end it all right here!
As Show forces Horrorcore into a Headscissors, Quiz leaps onto the top rope. Dragging Dace up into the air, Show drills him into the mat with a Powerbomb as Quiz springboards back from the ropes, crash landing onto Night with a Moonsault.
Riley: Think Fast! It's over Stevens! It's over!
Stevens: These names just get worse and worse Bobby. No wonder you love them.
Quiz hooks the leg for the cover, as Show barrels into the charging Va'aiga stopping him from breaking up the cover as the crowd roar along.
ONE!
TWO!
TTHHRR-YYYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
Stevens: DACE KICKS OUT! At two and nine tenths, Dace kicks out!
Riley: Oh Bloody hell! Mak and CIA are out. Show just stopped the Maori from making the save and still that limey son of a bitch kicks out! Oh fuck me already.
Quiz pounds the mat in sheer frustration at being so close to winning, as Show is force back into his corner. Across the ring, Mak has crawled back into his corner, and starts up his own chant at his partner.
CIA! CIA! CIA! CIA! CIA!
Hauling Dace over into the turnbuckles, Quiz unleashes a flurry of Roundhouse kicks into Night's head and chest.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Still crawling, CIA reaches out ... SMACK! SMACK! ... and just makes the tag.
RRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
Full of fire and guts, Mak breaks out his corner like a raging bull, heading straight for Quiz and Dace in the corner. Slamming his forearm into the back of the Game Show Player's head, the Franchise locks his arms in a Rear Waistlock and snaps backwards, throwing Quiz through the air with a Release German Suplex.
YYYYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
Show leaps into action once more, diving towards Francis, but he's not fast enough, as Mak grabs his arm, floating over his back, spikes his head into to ring canvas with a Float Over DDT.
FRANCHISE! FRANCHISE! FRANCHISE!
As Dace staggers out from the corner, Mak slips behind him, grabbing his arm and pulling it across his own throat, as he slips an arm up and under Night's shoulder, with a twist away from the corner, he locks on a Cobra Clutch, then throws his body weight backwards, taking Dace overhead and dumping on his head with a Cobra Clutch Suplex.
RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!
Stevens: Million Dollar Plex from the Franchise as he cleans house and gets some pay back on Dace Night.
Riley: Woo, go Mak go, shake that sexy ass....... Ermm, I mean, bbooooo, you suck Francis!
But as Dace bounce off the top of his head, he pops straight back to his feet with a roar and just stares down the stunned Mak Francis.
DACE F'N' NIGHT! DACE F'N' NIGHT! DACE F'N' NIGHT!
But Mak isn't surprised for long, and stops Dace dead with a boot to the gut, and quickly wraps a an arm around his throat and drops to his knees, snapping Night's jaw across his shoulders. In one smooth motion, Mak bounces back to his feet, dropping his grip to around Night's waist and hauling him up, drops him backwards, guillotining him throat first across the top rope.
Stevens: That's Franchaisable! The Million Dollar Plex didn't work, but that stopped Dace making any come back!
Riley: Quiz you lazy git, get up and stop him from winning!
Mak still has his hold on Dace, pulling him back off the top rope and dumping him back first onto the mat. Switching his grip, he steps through Dace's legs and spins around, dropping back and pulling one leg across the other, locks them shut with the other, Mak ties on a picture perfect Figure Four.
WWWOOOOOOOOO!
Stevens: Mak going old school with Figure Four on the dazed Tag Champion!
Hebner steps in besides Dace and asks him if he wants to quit, but only gets a middle finger in answer as Dace rocks from side to side, trying to roll Mak over and reverse the move.
On the other side of the ring, Quiz finally makes his way back to his feet after the Release German Suplex, seeing Mak with the submission hold locked on, he burst into a frantic dash across the ring.
Leaping into the air, the badly dressed Game Show Player brings all his weight crashing down, back first onto the tangled legs of Dace and Francis.
BBBBBOOOOOOOOO!
Stevens: Running Senton to both Horrorcore's and the Franchise's legs! What a way to break up a Figure Four!
Riley: That's the sort of thinking you need to win here. Quiz could just have taken Mak out, but he drops the Senton and drops two birds with one stone, it's brilliant.
Clutching at his braced left knee, Francis struggles back to his feet as Quiz hits the ropes, springboard back off them, and launches his upside down body into Mak, knocking him down.
Quiz bounds back to his feet with a yell, but gets cut short when Dace grabs him from behind and throws his overhead like a rag doll with Release German Suplex.
YYYAAAHH-OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!
But like lightning Quiz manages to flip out and land on his feet, and launches straight back into the charge, just to throw himself into the wait and out stretched arms of Dace Night, who quickly plants Quiz into the mat with a Spinebuster Slam.
Throwing himself back onto his feet, Mak clamps on a Rear Waistlock on the Tag Team Champ, looking for a German Suplex, but Night snaps an elbow backwards into the side of his head, before twisting on his heel with a Standing Switch, coming up behind the Franchise Dace throws his arms up and locks on a Full Nelson.
The Franchise shows he has more counters left up his sleeve as he drops down and brings his legs up over his head, rolling Dace's body forwards and over into a roll up, keeping his grip for the cover.
YYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
......ONE!
......TWO!
.......1/4!
RRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Dace rolls through himself, and scissoring his legs around Mak's left leg, tries to lock his ankle and wrench back on it as Francis desperate claws and grabs at the bottom rope infront of his face.
BREAK!
OOOOOOOHHHHHHH!
Stevens: Mak saving his skin and his leg grabbing that bottom rope. After countering that Dragon Suplex into a Roll Up, Dace rolled through, and was looking to lock on a Reverse Crucifix Knee Bar, which surely would have torn what's left of Mak's knee to pieces and left him taping.
Riley: Almost only counts with horse shoes and hand grenades Mark. This think isn't over yet. The right mean can still will. Infact the answer is, the right team to win this match.
Stevens: Uggghhhhh.....
Trying to scramble away on the ropes, Mak forces himself back to his feet, but Dace is right behind him, grabbing hold of his arm, Horrorcore pulls Francis back and hammers away on him.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Whipping him off the ropes, Dace drags him straight back in to a stiff knee to the mid section, driving the air out of his lunges. Looping his arm around into a Front Facelock, Dace grabs onto the Franchise's pants and hauls him straight up into the air, but before he can drop backwards, Francis shifts his body weight and plummets to the mat.
YYYYAAAAAAHHHHH!
Collapsing onto of Dace, Francis pins him to the mat as the ref dives into place.
......ONE!
......TWO!
No!
BBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Quiz breaks up the cover, moving quicker than anyone else in the match can act. Dragging Mak back to his feet, the Double Jeopardy member shoots him off towards the ropes. Leaping to the top rope, Quiz balances for a second before diving off, barrelling into Mak with a Cross Body.
Stevens: Cross Body from the top!
But Mak rolls through the cover and comes out on top!
YYYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Only for Quiz to roll over and regain control.
Riley: That a boy Quiz, show him who's boss!
BBBBBOOOOOOOOOOO!
As the rolling finally comes to an end, Hebner slides in to count the fall.
......ONE!
......TWO!
OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Stevens: CIA just yanked Quiz backwards into the steel ring post, that's a ball shot most people will never forget! That's what happens when you fight too close to the other teams corner.
Riley: That cheating bastard! Hebner you blind old git, DQ his ass right now for that!
YYYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
Stevens: Dace tagged out while International Incident and Double Jeopardy where busy and here comes the Maori Badass Va'aiga!
Reaching over, CIA quickly tags in as well, as Mak Francis rolls back out to the ring apron. Heading towards each other, the Canadian and the Maori look set to collide in the middle of the ring.
***
Va'aiga looks briefly across to Dace, who looks a little more composed and recovered on the ring apron before turning his attention back to CIA. Va'aiga looks across to Show, still slumped against the ropes before turning again back to CIA and locking in a front face lock on the talented Canadian. Va'aiga half suplexes CIA up, but the massive Maori turns CIA during the suplex and deposits CIA stomach first across a massive Maori shoulder. Va'aiga breathes in slowly and lets out a strangled scream of pure rage as he sits out to a side and drops CIA head first to the canvas!
VA-ING-UH! VA-ING-UH!
Stevens: THE SOUTHERN LIGHTS BOMB! Va'aiga MUST go for a cover
Riley: Yeah but look at Show, Stevens. It's so hard to win in this sort of match with three men there, and Show looks like he's ready to kick some more ass.
Show lumbers over to Va'aiga and drags the Maori off of his position covering the Canadian Intelligence Agent. Show grabs Va'aiga in a back waistlock, then pushes the Maori off slightly, giving himself room to grab an arm in between the legs of the Maori Badass. His pumphandle hold set up, the powerful Show hoists Va'aiga effortlessly over his shoulder, but anticipating what's coming, Mak Francis leaps over the top rope, not wanting to see the match end against his team. Mak fires some quick left hands to stagger Show, and Va'aiga slips out of the bodyslam position and drops to the canvas.
Riley: Mak Francis butting in there!
FRAAAAAAAAAAN-CHIIIIIIIISE FRAAAAAAAAN-CHIIIIIIISE
Stevens: Well with Va'aiga set up for the Final Answer and CIA down, I don't think that Mak Francis wanted to let events take a natural course. The Franchise saved the tag titles for his team.
Riley: And for the Unholy Trinity as well, however.
Mak staggers the Show firing off a succession of quick blows to the face, then moving to the chest and finally capping off the sequence with a MASSIVE kick to the sternum, bending the mighty Show double in the center of the ring. Mak locks in a front face lock on the doubled up Show and hooks a free arm under the trailing leg and starts to suplex Show over, but halfway through the Fisherman's Suplex motion Mak jumps into the air and sits down, dropping Show FIRMLY on his head and upper back! Mak rolls over to cover...
ONE!
TWO!
TH.. and DACE leaps out of his corner and drags the Franchise free from the cover.
Stevens: ONE..TWO..HEGOTHIMNOHEDIDN'T! Show got Franchise Tagged and, well he isn't going anywhere but Dace Night isn't going to let the match end like that.
Riley: That's the problem with these big tag matches. It's so hard to get the pin cos there's so many other people looking to stop you!
Dace fires off three lightning fast right elbows across the forehead of the Franchise and goes to whip Mak into the ropes. Mak plants his foot FIRMLY down and pivots on it, do-see-doing Dace and sending Horrorcore into the ropes. Dace rebounds off the ropes and his momentum carries his bulky frame into the middle of he ring full steam, where Mak Francis stops the motion of Dace DEAD with a solid kick to the ribs.
FRAAAAAAAAAAAN-CHIIIIIIIIISE FRAAAAAAAAAAAAN-CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE
Riley: Well there goes THAT little piece of interference.
Mak grabs a front face lock on Dace and hollers out to the crowd "AGAIN!" as he sets up the cradle on Dace's trailing leg and lifts... but Dace gets his free leg across Mak's and a second Franchise Tag is averted with Dace's block. Mak tries again to muscle his Fisherman's style suplex up, but Dace simply WILL NOT BUDGE as Mak grunts and groans and expends his effort. Mak releases the cradle and backs off a half step, considering his options briefly, but Dace shocks Mak with an ULTRA FAST knee lift into Mak's exposed chest and the Franchise takes his turn among the legions of the bent forwards.
DACE! DACE! DACE!
Riley: Or maybe not.
Dace Night grabs Mak Francis firmly by the shoulders and thrusts the Franchise into a standing head scissors. Looking out to the crowd and then down at the carnage and mounting body count in the ring, Dace flicks Mak back across himself, going further than a normal powerbomb set up, holding Mak back to back with him and extending the Franchise's arms out in a crucifix position. Dace takes a long stare into the crowd and as the noise for him builds, Dace effortlessly throws the Franchise out and changes his hold instinctively in mid air, the pair landing with a crash in a DEVESTATING neckbreaker!
Stevens: BLACK NOVA! BLACK NOVA! BLACK NOVA!
Riley: Well that was impressive. But can Dace cover before anyone has time to break it up?
Dace drapes an arm over the fallen Franchise, and ref Mark Hebner drops to count the pinfall
ONE!
TWO!
THR... and Quiz like LIGHTNING leaps out of his corner to break up the pinfall.
Riley: I guess not!
Stevens: These triple threat stipulations don't seem to be favouring ANY of the teams here tonight.
Riley: See if there were two teams who could engage in some good old fashioned cheating and cheap alliances it'd be alright. But both the International Incident and the Unholy Trinity seem to want to do this the right way, and that's hurting all three teams.
Quiz leaps onto Dace and rains down a rapid series of punches before the Birmingham born superstar can do anything about it. Quiz kips up and backs off allowing Dace time to stand, but as Mr Horrorcore rushes towards Quiz, looking to throw another masterful elbow drop, Quiz steps forward to avoid the blow and hooks an arm under Dace's trailing arm, hip tossing Dace up so the Unholy Trinity member is inverted then dropping Dace down to the mat Piledriver style! Quiz stands and looks to the corners for free help, and seeing none he drops to cover...
ONE!
TWO!
TH.. and CIA breaks up the pin!
Stevens: Quiz was looking for fresh guys in the corners who could break up the pin count, but he neglected to remember those who were in the ring.
Riley: It's all about vision. You need to be able to see 360 degrees all the time. And sometimes you just can't do that. Unless you're a chameleon with those swivelling eye things.
CIA scrambles his way to his feet, still a little woozy from being Southern Lights Bombed, clutching his throbbing neck. Quiz gets to his feet too, and while CIA is concentrating on his neck a little too much, Quiz fires a couple of quick blows and goes for a waist lock, but acting almost purely on instinct CIA reverses, then slips behind into a back waistlock, then follows THAT by locking in a full nelson, stepping through with a leg and sweeping Show down to the mat with SICKENING impact!
Stevens: THE VIA RAIL! The body count in the ring is rising and with CIA hitting the Via Rail, it's hard to see who's left...
Va'aiga slowly begins to rise from the canvas...
Riley: Except the Maori!
Va'aiga gets to his feet and looks down at CIA thinking about pinning Quiz. CIA turns slowly as the crowd chant builds...
VA-ING-UH! VA-ING-UH!
Va'aiga grabs for CIA and hoists him off the mat by one arm. CIA fires a quick flurry of chops into the chest of the Maori Badass, only to find himself dragged onto a MASSIVE short arm clothesline from the Maori! Va'aiga doesn't let CIA flop to the mat, but instead holds onto the arm of the Canadian Intelligence Agent and wrenches CIA unkindly back to a standing position. Va'aiga takes the arm and turns CIA by it crossing CIA's arm across his own throat and trapping it there, leaving CIA partially choking himself out. Holding CIA's arm in this position Va'aiga steps through and with his free arm and shocking strength Va'aiga RACKS CIA ON HIS SHOULDERS, STILL WITH THE ARM TRAPPED.
Stevens: Va'aiga has CIA choking and torture racked at the same time. If CIA doesn't get out of this predicament soon he'll have to tap out...
Va'aiga hold the rack for a few seconds, taking four quarter turns so all four sides of the arena can see the predicament CIA is in, leaving a few precious seconds for CIA and his aching neck before Va'aiga DROPS TO A SIDE AND DROP CIA DOWN HARD, HARD, HAAAAAARD RIGHT ON HIS HEAD!!!!!!!!
HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!
Stevens: Oh my.
Va'aiga rolls over and back presses CIA, hooking a leg and Mark Hebner drops to count and the crowd yells along once more...
ONE!
TWO!
TTTHHHHRRRREEEEEE!!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Funyon: Here are your winners ... and STILL SWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD ... THE UNHOLY TRINITY!
Stevens: THE UNHOLY TRINITY WIN! The Trinity retain their tag team titles with that brutal, sick, disgusting move from the Maori Badass Va'aiga. And here come the cleanup crew and EMTs.
Riley: Wow. Umm. Wow.
Stevens: Speechless, Riley?
Riley: No.. well ... Yes.
TRIN-ITY! TRIN-ITY! TRIN-ITY! TRIN-ITY!
Va'aiga staggers over to his partner and pulls Dace up to his feet, as Hebner hands the Tag Title Belts back to them. The pair embrace before throwing their fists and the titles high into the air for the cheering fans.
Stevens: Dace and Va'aiga prove they've got the stuff once again, buy defending their titles against two teams at once.
Riley: How, just how did this manage to happen? It should have been four on two, but no. Damn it!
Stevens: Well, the Trinity have proved themselves to be the better team once again, tonight on Pay Per View.
Riley: It was luck, it had to have been sure luck. Just wait till Justice and Rule get their rematch.
Stevens: Well, up next Atlas and Beezel face off in a mask versus mask match, where one of them will finally be unmasked.
Riley: Finally, an exciting match for once.
As International Incident and Double Jeopardy roll out of the ring at last, Va'aiga and Dace stand at the top of the ramp with their Tag Titles, saluting the fans as the camera fades out.
