SWF Lossdown!

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Here is my 4,000-5,000 something word match I started writting less then 2 hrs. before due time and sent 2 minutes before the time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stevens: “Quiet the riot, lock the cells and deliver the last meal because the SWF Lockdown is back in effect!”

Riley: “There’s been great action so far, but up next, we’ve got what is sure to be a hardcore classic! It’s Neilsen of the Mother Fuckin’ Jungle, it’s the Hardcore Gamer’s Champion Beezel, it’s the ICTV Champion Jay Dawg and the Magnificent Beast Janus in a Hardcore Four Corners Match in front of this sold-out crowd!”

 

The camera pans around the roaring fans holding signs such as, “Chilly goes Bang!, Kris+Kross=Kewl! and This is Hardcore Heaven!” They proudly wear their M7, their Hardcore Maniac and their “The Return of the Pack” shirts. These rapid fans are ready for a hardcore war! Funyon enters the ring.

 

Funyon: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Four Corners Non-Title Hardcore Match!”

 

The fans roar!

 

Suddenly, the arena is plunged into darkness, and the crowd alternates between cheers and woos into the darkness as the Smarktron shows an image of a young man, with his hair dyed white. As the strains of Fear Factory's "Resurrection" echo through the arena, cracks slowly begin to weave through the image and blue pyro starts bursting up from both sides of the ramp. Before Funyon can speak, the voice of Burton C. Bell carries through the arena.

 

"Consumed with memories...

That preceded today...

Given a chance to bereave..

Life that's slipping AWAAAAAAAAAAAY!!"

 

As the heavy riffs roar out of the speakers, the crack-riddled image explodes into fragments, revealing the face of Janus as he is now, with a scowl on his face. His name flashes up in green text, and it proceeds to play clips of some of his more brutal spots - interspersed with flashes of his name and "Magnificent Seven", as the giant steps out onto the stage, lit only by a spotlight as Funyon lifts up his microphone.

 

Funyon: “Introducing first, hailing from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 350 lbs., he is the former (Janus scowls) Hardcore Gamer’s Champion and a member of the Magnificent Seven…this…is…Jaaaanuussss!!!”

 

Janus stalks down to the ring, each set of blue pyro going off as he walks past them. Flexing his muscles, he climbs up onto the ropes and looks around the darkened arena before climbing into the ring and thrusting his arms into the air....and with a loud explosion, a pillar of blue fire explodes from each turnbuckle simultaneously as the lights come back on. The fans gasp at the big man as a startled Funyon takes a deep gulp before announcing…

 

Funyon: “And his first opponent…”

 

Multiple Fireworks explode around the arena, rafters and entrance ramp. The lights go out...

 

"THIS

 

IS

 

MAH

 

HOUSE!!"

 

The voice, obviously pre recorded, echoes through the arena. Rammstein's 'Du Haste' plays without the lyrics... The heavy beats thunder 360 degrees all over the arena... The Intercontinental Television Champion Jay Dawg steps through the curtains with his belt wrapped around his waist, his head held down, the left side of his jaw bandaged and the fans explode for the table in his hands! He walks to the top of the ramp, slowly raising his head. He lowers his head again, although a smile without good intentions is now plastered on his face.

 

Funyon: “Hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing in at 243 lbs., he is the reigning Intercontinental Television Champion and the longest reigning Hardcore Gamer’s Champion in history… Ladies and gentlemen…this…is…Jamie “Jay Dawg” Draaaazzzoooon!!!

 

He enters the ring, sets the table in the turnbuckles right of the ramp, places his hands on his thighs and slowly cricks his neck. He takes off his belt, hands it to Kivell, steps back into the opposite corner and rests on the turnbuckles in wait for his next opponents while keeping his eyes on the large man currently in the ring who is staring right back.

 

Funyon: “And their next opponent…”

 

Rivers Cuomo's voice sings out to the audience "I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon...." followed by a sheet of red pyro exploding on the entrance ramp. Through the resulting smoke comes Beezel himself, singing along to the chorus with his masked voice:

 

”I'm a lot like you, so please, hello... I'm here... I'm waaaaaiting.”

 

“I think I'd be good for you, and you would be good for me!”

 

Hamming it up to the crowd, the man with the Hardcore Gamer’s Championship wrapped around his waist struts down the ramp, singing his heart out to these slightly amused and appreciative fans. He rolls into the ring, spins to his feet, performs a dramatic bow and then hops up with his arms wide to draw on the cheers of the fans.

 

Funyon: “Hailing from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 205 lbs., he is the reigning Hardcore Gamer’s Champion, El Scorcho himself…Beeeeeezell!!!”

 

Beezel stops his panhandling, looks at the table in the corner and stares at his two foes. Without taking his eyes off them, he takes off his belt and hands it to Matty K. Jay Dawg is sizing the man up while Janus grinds his teeth, ready to leap right before…

 

Funyon: “And the final opponent…”

 

Everyone in the ring stops their brief face off as a heavy beat starts to bump as images of a man pulling on black fingerless gloves, black elbow pads and black kneepads appears on the Smarktron. “…can you feel that?”

 

Funyon: “Hailing from Chicago, Illinois…”

 

They stare up at the Smarktron as the man’s scarred chest is shown on the Smarktron with a black wifebeater being pulled over it. His arms can be seen pumping. His sandaled feet are shown hopping up and down. “Aw shit…”

 

Funyon: “Weighing in at 245 lbs…”

 

Images from behind of the man walking into an excited arena bearing a steel chair are shown as all in the ring start tensing up for action.

 

Funyon: “Neilsen…of…the…Juuunngglllllle!!!”

 

“Ooooo…ah ah ah ah!” The fans explode as Neilsen comes bursting out from behind the curtains bearing a steel chair! He flies down the ramp as Michelle walks out from behind the curtains in her black bra and black ripped miniskirt. The Jungler slides in, swings at Janus, Beezel and Jay Dawg! All three men climb/jump out of the ring to dodge the wild swings. Neilsen spins around, raises the chair and receives a chorus of cheers. He begs the men back into the ring with a smirk on his face, looking quite fearsome with his currently stitched upper lip on display for all to see. Michelle makes it to the bottom of the ramp to see Jay Dawg staring at her chest. With one hands she covers herself and with the other flips him off. He laughs at that as…

 

Ding! Ding!

 

Kivell signals the bell!

 

Stevens: “It’s on!”

Riley: “But everyone but Neilsen’s outside the ring!”

Stevens: “It doesn’t matter! This is hardcore!”

 

Neilsen smirks once more and finally drops the chair. Jay Dawg flies in! He charges, Neilsen slides his foot under the chair, flips it at JD, Jay catches, Beezel slides in and-Superkick to steel! JD goes down, Neilsen turns, Beezel leaps, pushes himself over Neilsen using the Jungler’s own shoulders, lands, both men turn, Beezel swings, Neilsen dodges, throws an arm over Beezel’s shoulder, hauls him up, Beezel twists in mid-air, gets his feet under Neilsen’s armpits and-

 

Riley: “Victory Roll!”

 

“One,” shouts Kivell before Neilsen kicks out, charges, swings, Beezel ducks, Neilsen continue-Beezel sweeps him off his feet and covers for-“One!” Kick out! Neilsen charges-armdrag! Neilsen charges-armdrag! Neilsen charges-arm-Neilsen cartwheels through, Beezel-Book End on Beezel! Neilsen bounces up, spins and-

 

Stevens: “GORE!”

Riley: “Janus was just laying in wait!”

 

-Neilsen is blasted to the mat by the 350 lbs. beast! The fans boo as Janus throws up a hand to signal the end for the Jungler. He grabs Neilsen’s head, shoves it between his legs and-Jay Dawg leaps onto the back of the big man and takes him down! Jay Dawg starts pounding fists into the back of Janus’ head. As he is mounted on Janus, Beezel rises to his side, rebounds off the ropes, leaps and-

 

Stevens: “Shinning Wizard on Jamie Drazon!”

Riley: “He Doused the Flames!”

 

Beezel quickly rolls out of the ring, throws the tarp high and pulls out a fire extinguisher! The fans roar as-Michelle jumps on Beezel’s back and starts clawing at his eyes! Beezel yowls as the Hardcore Bitch on his back tries to take his eyes out! He grabs the extinguisher’s nozzle, aims it over his head and-FOOSH-sprays Michelle in the eyes to a roaring cheer! She falls, he turns and soaks her down with white foam. Under his mask he can be seen smiling-until Janus reaches over the top rope and grabs his head! Janus pulls the man up and-Beezel reaches up, grabs Janus’ head and brings it down on the top rope! Janus stumbles back, Beezel climbs the apron, leaps, springboards, slaps on a side headlock, spins around and-slams the mat as Janus held on to the top rope, blocking the Tornado DDT!

 

Stevens: “Awesome, yet simplistic, counter by Janus.”

Riley: “The big man has skills.”

 

Janus grabs Beezel, wraps a hand around the man’s throat, hauls him up and growls at him. He hauls the man who took his title up and-Beezel wraps his legs around Janus’ head, flips back and-Janus holds hi ground, hauls the man back up and-JD chop blocks the man’s right knee! Janus falls to the knee and Beezel starts blasting away with right hands until Janus lets go of his throat. Jay Dawg grabs Janus by the ears, puts his right foot behind Janus’ skull and shouts at Beezel. B runs at the far ropes, climbs to the apron, points at Janus, leaps, springboards and-

 

Stevens&Riley: “Holy Shit!”

 

-sandwiches Janus’ head with a springboard dropkick to the face and JD’s foot right behind his head! The fans roar and JD pulls the big man up for it again. Beezel goes to the apron, points to a loud cheer, leaps, springboards and-

 

Stevens: “Swerve!”

 

-JD goes flying out of the ring, between the ropes, from a springboard dropkick to his face! Beeazel gets up, takes a bow, receives a cheer-and Neilsen charges from a prone position, slaps on a side headlock, spins around and plants Beezel with a Tornado DDT! Beezel goes flying out under the ropes by the ramp, Neilsen stands, charges the far ropes, rebounds, steps on Janus, leaps, lands on the top rope, Beezel stands, Neilsen springboards, pumps his arms, Beezel does a slight hop and-

 

Stevens: “He is smashed down to the ramp with a springboard Five Star Frog Splash from the ring to the ramp!”

 

Neilsen bounces and starts rolling up the steel walkway clutching his stomach. Inside the ring, Jay Dawg rises back up, swearing at himself for falling victim to Beezel’s swerve and starts taking his anger out on Janus with hard right hands and a few boots to the temple. Janus still manages to stagger to his feet, Jay Dawg rebounds off the far ropes and-eats a big boot! Janus picks the man up, sticks his head between his legs, points out to the ramp, hauls-Jay Dawg throws his shoulders back and Janus goes flying! He smashes to the mat, rises, Jay Dawg charges and clotheslines the man over the top rope and to the floor! Janus lands on his feet, staggers back, JD charges the far ropes, Janus trips over Beezel, JD rebounds, leaps and-

 

Riley: “A Suicide Dive takes out Janus!”

 

The action has spilled out to the floor and Kivell heads out there to deal with it. JD has mounted the big man once more and starts blasting away with right hands. Beezel manages to rise, puts a hand on JD’s shoulder and JD grabs it, rolls forward, brings Beezel down with a Judo Hiptoss, rolls to his feet, hauls Beezel up, looks over his shoulder to see Neilsen still down and-plants Beezel into the Jungler with a T-Bone Suplex! Neilsen yowls in pain as Beezel goes rolling and falls off the right side of the ramp. JD stands over Neilsen with a sinister smile on his face. He reaches down and-Michelle leaps on his back! Still with white foam on her lithe body, she has a tight grip on his neck-when JD grabs her hair and snapmares her to the ramp. She gets up slowly, holding her back, JD boots her in the gut, sticks her head between his legs, hauls her up in a powerbomb position, her skirt covers his head, he turns around and…holds it…holds it…holds it…

 

Stevens: “What the hell is he doing!?!”

Riley: “Enjoying himself.”

 

And JD powerbombs her to the steel ramp! The fans gasp, JD smiles and-low blow by Neilsen doubles him over! Neilsen slowly rises, charges, grabs JD’s head, brings him with, steps over Janus, leaps, his feet hit the apron, frantically kicks up the apron to the bottom rope, middle, top, Neilsen kicks back, spins both men and-

 

Stevens: “Blasts Jamie Drazon with a top rope bulldog on the floor!”

Riley: “…that’s unique.”

 

Neilsen snaps a few sandals against JD’s head and the reaches under the ring. He throws a trash can back and then pulls out a 2x4! The fans roar as Neilsen brings it down on JD, brings it up and-pauses before driving it right into Jay Dawg’s left kidney! Janus starts to stir and Neilsen turns to the man. He places the trash can near Janus and then places the 2x4 onto it, one end under Janus’ face, the other in the air. Neilsen then smiles, climbs onto the apron, turns, smirks, leaps, drops a leg onto the wood which then cracks the big man square in the face! Janus rolls back, clutching his face, and Neilsen smirks…only to get turned around by Beezel and Suplexed to the ramp! Neilsen howls in pain, Beezel hauls him up and starts blasting him again and again with right hands! Neilsen staggers back to the stage, Beezel charges and-goes flying from a hurricanrana! Before Neilsen can even rejoice, Jay Dawg jumps him from behind and takes him down!

 

Stevens: “This is insane! How can one referee keep track of this?”

Riley: “Simple…he can’t!”

 

JD pounds away at Neilsen, the Jungler shoves him back, charges, JD catches him and-Neilsen goes flying off the left of the stage with a huge belly to belly! Neilsen shatters a table on the floor as the fans start chanting everyone’s favorite fecal call! JD smiles at the man, rolls his eyes into the back of his head and-they go flying back down as Beezel cracks him in the head with a swift crack of Beezel’s right foot! JD stumbles forward, wobbles as he reaches the edge, turns and-Beezel charges, grabs the unbalanced man’s head, leaps forward, brings JD with him off the stage and…

 

Stevens&Riley: “Holy Shit!”

Stevens: “Beezel just hit a swinging neckbreaker off the stage and to the floor!”

Riley: “Both men are fuckin’ dead! Beezel’s crazy!”

 

These three former Hardcore Gamer’s Champions writhe in agony as Janus starts to rise. He grabs the battered trash can and starts stalking towards his downed foes. He yells at Kivell to follow him and the man does. He reaches Beezel, spits at him and places the trash can by him on its side. He grabs Beezel’s head, sticks it between his legs, raises his arms high to a chorus of disgust, followed by bringing his thumb across his throat.

 

Stevens: “He can’t be!”

Riley: “He isn’t!”

 

He does! Janus hauls Beezel up, the B-man’s arms wave frantically and-he shatters the can after a dark bomb! Janus throws an arm high, gets yelled at, grabs Beezel, hooks a leg for…

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

Neilsen’s out!

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

Jay Dawg’s out!

 

 

 

 

THRE-NO!

 

 

Beezel kicks out!

 

Stevens: “Omigawd!”

Riley: “How the hell did he kick out!”

 

Janus can’t believe it! He shouts at Kivell, grabs him and throws him so hard that Kivell smashes into the barricade and cracks his frickin’ cranium in the process and…Kivell’s out cold! Janus grabs Beezel, sticks B’s head between his legs again and…Beezel drops to a knee and hits a low blow!

 

Stevens: “Beezel hit a low blow?”

Riley: “He has to be desperate.”

Stevens: “Wouldn’t you be after doing a spinning neckbreaker of the stage and then suffering a Dark Bomb onto a trash can!”

 

Beezel starts crawling towards a ladder that leads back up to the stage. Janus is down clutching the home team. Neilsen is out in the remnants of the table. JD is down clutching the back of his head, blood poking out between his fingers. Kivell is, well, Kivell’s simply out of it as well. Beezel makes it to the ladder. He starts to climb. Beezel slowly, slowly, slowly starts to make his way up. He inches closer and closer to the top and… JD’s on his feet! Stumbling around like a drunk blind man, he finally locks his eyes on the Beezel and starts going after him. Beezel gets a leg on the side of the stage and-JD grabs the other limp! He-gets kicked away, falls of the ladder and to the floor! The fall’s not so great and he gets to back to his feet, but Beezel’s now on the stage! The B-man stands as Jay Dawg scurries up the ladder. JD makes it up and-takes a weak kick to the ribs. He takes another. He takes another. He takes-grabs the leg, sweeps Beezel off his other foot, holds the original one and-starts spinning around it!

 

Stevens: “Spinning toehold!”

Riley: “Usually leads into-”

 

JD smiles as Beezel howls in pain. He spins and spins and spin-JD flips over, brings Beezel with him and causes the man to crash to the stage with a whiplash powerbomb! JD smiles once more and starts spinning, again, once more. Beezel’s shouts of sheer agony sound all the worse coming through muffled by a mask. JD smiles, rolls his eyes back and leans in so Beezel can get a good look-and a good right hand! JD goes stumbling back, charges, Beezel-rolls out of the way of an elbow drop, stands, charges a seated JD and-blasts him in the face with two boots! JD goes down and the action takes a pause at the same time Beezel does.

 

Stevens: “This…this is crazy.”

Riley: “I’ve said that.”

Stevens: “But it bears repeating.”

Riley: “…ya’ know…you’re right. Everybody’s out. Beezel. Janus. Jamie “Jay Dawg” Drazon. Neil-”

 

-sen is up! The fans rumble as the Hardcore King is finally back on his feet. He staggers over to Janus and starts pounding away at the big man’s head. Sandals slapping skin rings out as Neilsen goes wild! He hauls Janus up, whips him at the barricade parallel to the stage and-Janus reverses, Neilsen goes flying, smashes his gut into the barricade and flips over into this roaring Jungle Fan filled crowd! They chant for Neilsen even as the Jungler is slow to rise and Janus starts stalking closer. Janus shakes his head to get the stars out of his eyes as Neilsen makes it to his feet with the help of a crippled fan. Janus reaches over the barricade and-the crowd roars as Neilsen grabs the fan’s crutch, the cripple falls and-CRACK! Neilsen breaks his crutch over Janus’ head! Janus goes to a knee, Neilsen reaches over, grabs Janus’ hair and smashes it into the barricade! Janus goes falling back as Neilsen smirks. The big man’s started forming a crimson mask…

 

Stevens: “This is getting bloody.”

Riley: “Not just that, but Beezel and Jamie “Jay Dawg” Drazon are both on their feet.”

 

That’s true Bobbi. The two men almost fell as they got to their feet, but now they are steady and ready. Jamie swings a right, Neilsen hops over the barricade, Beezel dodges, Janus blinks, Jay Dawg is grabbed around the belly, Neilsen grabs Janus’ hair, Beezel gets his hold reversed, Janus gets his face slammed into the barricade again, Jay Dawg brings Beezel down with a belly to back Suplex and starts riding him. Neilsen pulls Janus up. JD grabs Beezel’s left leg, the leg previously worked on, brings Beezel up, Beezel hops on his right foot and-sends JD spinning after a brutal enziguri to the back of his bloodied head! JD goes almost 450 before landing on his gut. Beezel stays down. Neilsen on the other hand grabs Janus in a reverse DDT position, looks out to the fans and shouts…

 

NotJ: “Mother F**kin’ Swing-Time!”

 

Stevens: “No way!”

Riley: “Janus is almost a foot taller! He weighs three hundred and fifty fuckin’ pounds! There is no way Neilsen’s going to…”

 

Neilsen grabs the top of Janus’ pants with his right hand, gets a grip on the hair on the back of the man’s head with his left and…Neilsen swings Janus out and up and…not even over his own head but… Neilsen smashes Janus down onto the ring barricade face first! Neilsen stumbles back and falls to his gut as…

 

Stevens: “No way!”

 

Beezel is up, charges, Jay Dawg’s on all fours, steps on Beezel’s back, leaps, pulls out a somersault and hits…

 

Riley: “A somersault leg drop from the stage to the barricade!”

Stevens: “That’s like thirty freaking feet!”

 

The fans chant, “Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!,” again as Beezel falls back, Janus falls into the fans, Kivell rises and…Neilsen lays a hand on Beezel’s chest! IT’S…

 

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

Stevens: “Beezel took himself out of it!”

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

Riley: “Neilsen wins! Neilsen wins! Neilsen-!”

 

 

 

 

THRE-NO!

 

 

Riley: “-doesn’t win!”

Stevens: “Beezel kicked out! I can’t believe it!”

 

Neilsen swears, runs at the barricade, leaps onto it, Beezel rises, Neilsen hits a moonsault, Beezel catches his sandaled feet, flips him back forward, a few fans pull Janus up and-Neilsen wraps his legs around his leg and sends him flying with a huge assisted hurricanrana! The big man nearly crushes three fans as he flies. Neilsen laughs as he rises, turns, leans over the barricade and-CRACK! Beezel kicks his cranium! Neilsen’s head snaps back, Beezel leapfrogs over the barricade, wraps his legs around Neilsen’s head and sends the Jungler flying with a hurricanrana of his own! Beezel goes after Neilsen in this wildly screaming throng of not quite thespians. Neilsen is helped to his feet by a fan and-eats a right hand! He staggers back and eats another! Neilsen is now walking away from the man called El Scorcho and before too long they are lost in a sea of humanity…or at least, a very raucous crowd that might be termed humanity by the less aware.

 

Stevens: “Where the hell did they go?”

Riley: “These peons have swallowed them whole!”

 

The only way to keep track of the men is by the tightly packed portions of the crowd. Finally, the majority of the fans roar as Neilsen appears again, followed by being clotheslined over the barricade by a reappearing Beezel right next to the ring! Beezel hops over, grabs Neilsen and hurls him into the ring! Beezel slides in, charges Neilsen and-small package! The fans shout…

 

 

“ONE!”

 

 

 

 

“TWO!”

 

 

 

 

 

“THREE!!!!!!!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But Kivell’s not even in the ring! The rapidly running ref slides in, gets ready to count and-Beezel kicks out! Neilsen is up, yells at Matty K and-Beezel gets in a School Boy!

 

 

ONE!

 

 

TWO!

 

 

Neilsen kicks out!

 

 

Stevens: “If Kivell was only in the ring, this match would be over and Neilsen would hold a victory over the King!”

Riley: “Over the King?”

Stevens: “Figuratively because this match was booked because Neilsen defeated Jay Dawg, so King has sent two more men to help out. He just didn’t quite count on the way these men’s personalities would clash.”

 

The aforementioned Jamie “Jay Dawg” Drazon finally rises on the stage. He sees Neilsen and Beezel both now standing and blasting each other with right hands. JD sprints down the ramp and…Neilsen cracks Beezel with a right, Beezel swings, Neilsen ducks, pushes Beezel’s back, he rebounds, Neilsen drops his head, B leaps over, Neilsen turns, swings, Beezel ducks, rebounds, leaps, Neilsen turns-right into a Flying Forearm! Neilsen hits the mat, the fans cheer as Beezel pumps his arms and-then groan as Jay Dawg hits a German! Another one! A released one folds Beezel in half! JD gets up and-snaps his head towards the Jungle King. He waits on him as Janus rises.

 

Stevens: “This can’t be good.”

Riley: “What’s Jay Dawg waiting for?”

 

Neilsen slowly rises to all fours, to a knee, to-boot to his gut, JD crosses the mans arms, shouts, “This is MY Revenge!,” and-Neilsen flips him over in a back body drop! Hits him as he rises with a Superkick! Plants him as he gets up again with a Book End! Neilsen pops up, spins 180, falls back and lands on JD’s chest for…

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

THRE-A boot by Janus breaks it up!

 

Stevens: “No!”

Riley: “Neilsen would’ve had it if it wasn’t for Janus.”

Stevens: “And the King’s plan comes shinning through. That crafty bastard.”

 

Janus grabs Neilsen’s head, hauls him up, whips him at the turnbuckles, Neilsen leaps, lands on top, leaps back, twists in mid-air, pumps his arms and-Chokeslam!

 

Stevens: “Janus caught him by the throat and the very second Neilsen’s sandals hit the mat Janus hauled him back up and brought him down in a horrendous chokeslam!”

Riley: “Neilsen must be dead!”

 

Janus pumps his arms and-Jamie Drazon and Beezel both slam forearms into the big man’s back! This incredibly unlikely duo keep pounding away, but Janus swat them both back and they go flying to the mat! Both men roll backwards, rise, Janus charges, double clotheline-ducked, he rebounds, and-double dropkicks…don’t even take him off his feet! He staggers back, hits the ropes, Beezel and Drazon grabs him, whip him at the announcers, Janus rebounds, they swing, he ducks, rebounds, they turn and-get turned inside out by a huge double clothesline! The fans cheer for this spot!

 

Stevens: “I can’t believe it!”

Riley: “Hey, you have to get behind the big men. There’s just something about a power display.”

 

Janus reaches down, grabs both men by the throat, hauls them up to their feet, forces them to bend backwards, talks some shit and-double nutshot! The fans roar, Beezel and JD both slap on a side headlock, throw a big arm over their own head and-

 

Stevens: “Double-!”

 

Nothing as JD and BZ barely manage to even get Janus off his feet! They try again and-they get lifted off theirs! The fans roar and-both men come back down and get a-

 

Riley: “Double small package!”

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

THR-Janus kicks both men off!

 

 

Stevens: “What would be the call there!?!”

Riley: “Hell if I know!”

 

Both men charges and-get taken back down again as Janus blasts them with a double clothesline! Beezel gets up and tries trading blows but-JD rises, grabs the chair and cracks Janus’ cranium! He then turns on Beezel and smashes his skull! JD then turns and-Neilsen punches the chair right into JD’s face! JD stumbles back, Neilsen charges and-JD DDT! Neilsen eats canvas! The fans moan as JD rises. He grabs Neilsen and holds him up. Beezel slowly rises and-he charges J-

 

JD: “Hey!”

 

Beezel slows.

 

JD: “You want these fans to love you!? You want the King to love you!? Then hold his fuckin’ ass!”

 

Beezel slowly look around, lowers his head and…does as JD suggested. JD and Beezel then drag Neilsen in front of the table JD had brought to the ring and set up in the corner right of the ramp. Janus starts to stir and-

 

JD: “He beat you and Fugue! He called you Jaundice! You better-”

 

Before Jamie Drazon can even spit it out, Janus charges and-

 

Stevens: “GORE! GORE! GORE!”

Riley: “Through the table!”

Stevens: “Neilsen is dead!”

 

Janus pumps his arms as he rises, the table shattered. Beezel grabs the chair, unfolds it and sets it down. Janus turns and-DDT by the Beez! Beezel quickly rises, runs, leaps off the chair, hits the second rope, flips back and hits a lionsault! JD claps with a sinister smirk as Beezel then climbs over Neilsen, gets to the top rope, leaps off and hits a-Shooting Star Senton!

 

Stevens: “The Meteor Shower!”

Riley: “It’s ov-”

 

Beezel is rising, clutching his gut when-JD grabs him, wraps his own arms around his neck and-

 

Riley: “-er!”

Stevens: “JD’s Revenge!”

 

The cross-armed pedigree takes Beezel out, Jamie shouts in victory and-a suddenly risen Neilsen charges, JD ducks a right hand, Neilsen rebounds, leaps, JD places two hands under his gut, launches him to the sky and-Neilsen falls, slaps on a side headlock, twists and-

 

 

 

STUNNER!!!

 

 

Stevens: “Neilsen McTwist! Neilsen McTwist! Neilsen McTwist!”

Riley: “It’s over! It’s over! Oh my God it’s fucking over!”

 

Neilsen scrambles to the downed Dawg, grabs a leg, rolls his back onto JD’s chest and gets…

 

 

 

 

 

 

ONE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

TWO!

 

 

 

 

 

 

THREE!!!!

 

DING! DING! DING!

 

Funyon: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner, the one…the only…the Hardcore King! His name is…NEILSEN…OF…THE…(Crowd: “Mother Fuckin’!”)…JUUUUUNNNNNGGLLLLLLE!!!”

 

The crowd explodes as “Oooo…ah ah ah ah!” also explodes…over the loud speakers that is. Michelle runs in and grabs her King in a tight embrace. Neilsen holds one hand high as she covers his face with worried kisses. The Jungler raises himself with a slight assist from Michelle, limps over to Funyon and takes the mic.

 

NotJ: “(Pants.) Heh…heh…heh… Hey Brian… Two guys and a crooked ref couldn’t beat me. Jay dawg couldn’t beat me. Three men couldn’t beat me. Wouldn’t you love to see…that you also couldn’t beat me?”

 

The crowd cheers wildly.

 

NotJ: “Because I AM the true fuckin’ King…and you just ain’t no thing. Roar mother f**ker…”

 

Neilsen drops the mic as the fans go crazy.

 

Stevens: “Don’t go anywhere as the Lockdown continues!”

Riley: “You won’t want to miss this!”