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WELCOME TO WZCW MELTDOWN
Copeland: Welcome to WZCW Meltdown everybody! We have a special night for you planned tonight as the first ever "WZCW Meltdown: Roulette" is being staged RIGHT HERE TONIGHT!
Cohen: I can't wait Seabass!
After the opening pyro goes off, the camera begins panning around the arena, focusing on fans with signs. The camera then focuses in the ring, as a red carpet is covering it, with 3 trophy cases in the middle of the ring. Suddenly, "Sinner" by Drowning Pool erupts over the sound system, as the fans all begin booing.
(Ring Announcer)- "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to Meltdown, returning for the first time as General Manager, Chuck Myles!" The fans begin booing wildly, as Chuck steps out through the curtain, with a cocky grin on his face. He slowly walks down the rampway, as he points his finger out toward the fans, then motions to his heart by patting on his chest. He gets to ringside, as he walks up the stairs and enters the ring, asking for the microphone.
(Chuck Myles)- "First, I'd like to address that when I come out here the next time, you'd be well served to address me as Mr. Myles. That is.. if you like keeping your job." The fans continue booing. "Now then, man do I just feel the love from you people. When I stepped out through that curtain. Even now as I stand here right now, I can just feel the love, the monsterous ovation that all of you have given me. And when I stop to think why.. I can only come to one conclusion." Chuck pauses for a moment, as he puts the microphone down to allow the fans to get louder and louder with booing him. "Its so clearly obvious.. you all MISSED ME, as your General Manager! Well have no fear, because you no longer have to worry about the ship missing its captain, because I'm back, and I'm back for good."
(Myles continues) "Now for many of you, I'm sure its puzzling why All or Nothing ended the way it did. Why Chuck Myles and Dynasty stood victorious in the middle of the ring. Well the fact is regardless of what you think, I really don't have to explain myself at all, but I will because thats how much I care about all of you." Crowd erupts with boos, and begin tossing items into the ring. "You see, Sincade only came into Power because he took the open opporunity of me being without. I didn't have a group like Dynasty, to be capable of destroying Sincade like he rightfully should've been. And because of that, he almost ran this company into the ground with handing out Championship matches like they were water. When the truth is, there isn't another wrestler in this company that even remotely deserves a World Heavyweight Championship match with Joseph Rios. So tonight, we begin writing the wrongs that he did. And tonight, I introduce to you, the greatest group in Professional Wrestling history.. Dynasty."
(Myles)- "At All or Nothing, they made history, by becoming the First Ever W.Z.C.W. Tag Team Champions. The went through a tough match against the Washoe Valley Crew, Kenny and Joe, and came out being the first team written down into the history books. Without further ado.. I give you.. your World Tag Team Champions, the DevilSpawns."
"I Could Care Less" by Devildriver begins to play and the lights in the arena go out. White strobes flash on the stage as thick fog seaps up from the grates on stage. Two men wearing black hooded robes start rising from underneath opposite ends of the stage. When they reach the top Cammy walks out from behind the curtain and the two men meet her in the middle of the stage. The two men stand in front of Cammy with their heads down and then in one simultaneous moment. Cammy pulls both hoods back revealing Reaper and Disasterpiece, they both lift their heads back and spit out a blood red mist, and a chain of white pyro goes off behind them. Calmly all three of them walk down to the ring. Cammy holds the second rope and both men enter the ring.
Chuck Myles takes the tag title belts out of the case and hands one to each Reaper and Disasterpiece. (Myles)- "Gentlemen, I believe these are yours."
Reaper has a mic in his hand.
Reaper: We have been telling you idiots from day one! We have been preaching it like it was prophecy and it has come to pass. The DevilSpawns are your World Tag Team Champions!!!!!
Reaper hands the microphone off to Disasterpiece.
Disasterpiece: I...have been a champion here before. I have seen and done things in this company that would make people sick. I have lit people on fire, put people through multiple tables, and I have ended careers. I must say that while I enjoy every minute of being the tag team champions. I can't stand the fact that during my latest run no one has been mamed, burned, or permanently scarred and that, quite frankly, pisses me off. I am challenging you!
Disasterpiece points at Chuck Myles.
Disasterpiece: I am challenging you to put us in matches that we should be wrestling in. I want to see hardcore matches, I want TLC matches, I want to see matches where a chair shot is as legal as an armdrag.
Reaper calls for the mic back and DP obliges.
Reaper: We think that our opponents should have to play by our rules, and by our rules...I mean, no rules. We are the most violent, most sadistic, and hardcore team to ever step foot in a WZCW ring and we are going to prove it. We dare any team or any combonation of wrestlers to come down and try to take these belts from around our waists. These belts were made for us and these belts will sit around the waists of our rotting corpses. If any of you little punk b*tches back there don't like it? Too bad, because there isn't a damn thing you can do about it.
Reaper throws the mic back to Chuck Myles.
(Myles)- " Whatever you want, you got it. Thats why you're the Tag Team Champions. And with that, I'm proud to bring us to our next member. At All or Nothing, he proved that Gus was nothing more than a paper Champion, by making his title reign the shortest in W.Z.C.W. history. Also, he made history again, by becoming the first, and thus far only, wrestler in W.Z.C.W. to become a 2-time Champion. Ladies and Gentlemen.. your Elite X Champion, 'The One' Big Will!"
"Famous" by Puddle of Mudd erupts over the sound system, as Big Will walks out from teh curtain, and onto the stage in a pair of faded jeans, with a black and grey "Affliction" shirt on, and a black dress coat. Big Will stands at the middle part, at the top of the ramp, as he raises both arms, while pyro begins shooting out. Big Will continues to make his way down the ramp, with a cocky smirk on his face, as he begins walking up the stairs and enters the ring. Chuck Myles hands Big Will a microphone, as he walks over to the second trophy case.
(Myles)- "Even though you never should've lost it to begin with, I believe the whole world knows, this is rightfully back where it belongs now." Chuck reaches into the case, only to pull out the Elite X Championship and hand it to Big Will.
(Big Will)- "Thanks Mr. Myles, and let me be the next in line to say, I'm happy you're back in charge. Maybe now we can get back on track of whats most important, and thats pushing Dynasty as the true greatness that we are. No longer should we have to take a backseat to that reject from the bronx, Sincade." The crowd begins chanting 'We Want Gus' as Big Will puts the microphone down, and starts reacting to the crowd. Will picks the mic. back up.. "Then I suggest you invest in W.Z.C.W. DVDs, because I'd be shocked if he showed his face in this company again. I'm overly sick and tired of constantly having to put up with some joke of a Professional Wrestler, that can't even lace my boots, let alone hang with me in the ring. I proved it at All or Nothing, just like I proved it at Civil Revolution. I am the only true Elite X Champion." The crowd begins booing wildly, as Big Will once again stops, only to redirect his attention toward the camera in the ring.
(Will continues)- "You, turn the camera on. Heidi, baby, I know you're laid up in the hospital somewhere. Watching Meltdown right now. I know this because you haven't returned any of my phone calls, and I know chances are the reason why is because you feel pretty guilty about what happened when you almost cost me my Championship. But baby, even though you should feel guilty, its okay, because I've forgiven you for the mistake you did. And I just want you to know, once you get out of the hospital, I'll let you fully make it up to me, in the way only you know how. So you just lay back, relax, and watch me take care of business, once again here tonight."
(Myles)- "Truly heartfelt, I feel it, I feel it. And with that, it brings me great pleasure to present to you, our final guest of this evening. The leader of Dynasty, my World Champion, your World Champion.. the Main Event.. Joseph Rios!!"
"If It All Ended Tomorrow" erupts over the sound system, as the fans stand to their feet, awaiting the World Heavyweight Champion to walk out through the curtain. Suddenly the fans go nuts, as Joseph Rios walks out in a full out tuxedo. He stops at the top of the ramp, only to look out over all the fans, smiling from ear to ear, as he begins walking slowly down the ramp. Reaper, Disasterpiece, Cammy and Big Will all begin clapping, as Rios stops right outside the ring, nodding in approvement. Rios continues up the steps, as Myles holds the ropes open for him. Rios gets in the ring, as he motions to his empty waste, only for Myles to nod in agreement then walk to the final trophy case.
(Myles)- "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the only W.Z.C.W. Heavyweight Champion. The one true Main Event, the man who has answered the call time after time. Your, World Heavyweight Champion!" Chuck Myles pulls out the World Heavyweight Championship, as he hands it to Joseph Rios, who in turn holds the Championship up for the entire crowd to see.
(Rios)- "Chuck, its great to know how appreciated I am, especially when all the boys in the back seem to disagree. Now you know, I know, Dynasty knows, everyone in this arena knows.. when it comes to the best, you have to look no further than yours truly. Everytime this beautiful World Championship has been on the line, the one name thats mentioned in the end.. is the Main Event, Joseph Rios. Now at All or Nothing, the world was shocked when Chuck Myles aligned himself with the one true united power in W.Z.C.W., that being Dynasty, but they were shocked even more when.. all by himself.." Rios stops as he smirks to the rest of Dynasty, who each have a small chuckle "when all by himself, he defeated Sincade.. one.. two.. three." The fans start in with Myles Sucks chants.
(Rios continues)- "Hey, hey, hey.. show some respect, to the General Manager of W.Z.C.W." The fans continue to boo wildly toward Rios.. "Now then, Chuck, I know that as World Heavyweight Champion I hold the power in the palm of my hand. And each and every person in this building came here for me, and me alone. Most likely to even see me in action, but with that, I really must say. I don't think they deserve it. In fact, because of how much I carried Team Myles last night.. I really think, I deserve a break from wrestling, altogether. So what do you say? The Champ's carried the show since its been around, and week after week, he's defeated everyone who's stepped in front of him.. how about given the Champ, a couple weeks off?"
(Myles)- "You know what Champ, you're absolutely right. As of right now, I'm officially letting you go on vacation until the next Pay Per View, Lethal Lottery. After all, hey, Dynasty is in complete control over W.Z.C.W. and the little man deserves his chance to shine in the wake of greatness. So yeah, consider your request.. ... ...."
"Ya Leily" interrupts over the sound system, as the fans suddenly get to their feet once again. This time they seem confused, as Mohammad Hasheem walks out through the backstage area with a microphone in hand. Hasheem seems upset, as he has a look of disgust on his face. Hasheem holds the mic. up, as his music gets cut off.. he begins to speak.
(Hasheem)- "With all due respect, Mr. Myles, this is a travesty in justice. And I would expect this type of reaction out of these infidels in the arena, but not from you. At All or Nothing, you guaranteed me a Championship match, and I want it tonight! That piece of trash in the ring, holding the World Heavyweight Championship doesn't deserve to be classified as anything more, than a walking target. Rios, you run your mouth about how you've beaten everyone who's stepped up against you.. but you haven't beaten me, not for that. And I know for a fact, you won't beat me. Because you don't have the talent I have. You don't have the skill I have.. and you don't have the ability I have. So once again, Chuck Myles, you guaranteed me a Championship.. and I'm here, to collect on that guarantee."
(Myles)- "Now see, Mohammad, this is where we seem to have a cultural misunderstanding. At All or Nothing, I never said you'd be receiving a Championship match. I said you'd be getting the chance, to have an opportunity, and thats exactly what you're gonna get.. tonight, as you've requested. Because tonight, Hasheem, we're gonna have what I'd like to call.. the 'Last Chance' Championship Contender's Match. It'll be you, Hasheem, taking on Everest. And the winner will advance to the Lethal Lottery Pay Per View, to face Joseph Rios, and a 3rd opponent yet to be determined. Oh, and the Roulette wheel will determine exactly what type of Chance Match, you'll be receiving. So I wish you good luck tonight."
WELCOME TO WZCW MELTDOWN
Copeland: Welcome to WZCW Meltdown everybody! We have a special night for you planned tonight as the first ever "WZCW Meltdown: Roulette" is being staged RIGHT HERE TONIGHT!
Cohen: I can't wait Seabass!
After the opening pyro goes off, the camera begins panning around the arena, focusing on fans with signs. The camera then focuses in the ring, as a red carpet is covering it, with 3 trophy cases in the middle of the ring. Suddenly, "Sinner" by Drowning Pool erupts over the sound system, as the fans all begin booing.
(Ring Announcer)- "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to Meltdown, returning for the first time as General Manager, Chuck Myles!" The fans begin booing wildly, as Chuck steps out through the curtain, with a cocky grin on his face. He slowly walks down the rampway, as he points his finger out toward the fans, then motions to his heart by patting on his chest. He gets to ringside, as he walks up the stairs and enters the ring, asking for the microphone.
(Chuck Myles)- "First, I'd like to address that when I come out here the next time, you'd be well served to address me as Mr. Myles. That is.. if you like keeping your job." The fans continue booing. "Now then, man do I just feel the love from you people. When I stepped out through that curtain. Even now as I stand here right now, I can just feel the love, the monsterous ovation that all of you have given me. And when I stop to think why.. I can only come to one conclusion." Chuck pauses for a moment, as he puts the microphone down to allow the fans to get louder and louder with booing him. "Its so clearly obvious.. you all MISSED ME, as your General Manager! Well have no fear, because you no longer have to worry about the ship missing its captain, because I'm back, and I'm back for good."
(Myles continues) "Now for many of you, I'm sure its puzzling why All or Nothing ended the way it did. Why Chuck Myles and Dynasty stood victorious in the middle of the ring. Well the fact is regardless of what you think, I really don't have to explain myself at all, but I will because thats how much I care about all of you." Crowd erupts with boos, and begin tossing items into the ring. "You see, Sincade only came into Power because he took the open opporunity of me being without. I didn't have a group like Dynasty, to be capable of destroying Sincade like he rightfully should've been. And because of that, he almost ran this company into the ground with handing out Championship matches like they were water. When the truth is, there isn't another wrestler in this company that even remotely deserves a World Heavyweight Championship match with Joseph Rios. So tonight, we begin writing the wrongs that he did. And tonight, I introduce to you, the greatest group in Professional Wrestling history.. Dynasty."
(Myles)- "At All or Nothing, they made history, by becoming the First Ever W.Z.C.W. Tag Team Champions. The went through a tough match against the Washoe Valley Crew, Kenny and Joe, and came out being the first team written down into the history books. Without further ado.. I give you.. your World Tag Team Champions, the DevilSpawns."
"I Could Care Less" by Devildriver begins to play and the lights in the arena go out. White strobes flash on the stage as thick fog seaps up from the grates on stage. Two men wearing black hooded robes start rising from underneath opposite ends of the stage. When they reach the top Cammy walks out from behind the curtain and the two men meet her in the middle of the stage. The two men stand in front of Cammy with their heads down and then in one simultaneous moment. Cammy pulls both hoods back revealing Reaper and Disasterpiece, they both lift their heads back and spit out a blood red mist, and a chain of white pyro goes off behind them. Calmly all three of them walk down to the ring. Cammy holds the second rope and both men enter the ring.
Chuck Myles takes the tag title belts out of the case and hands one to each Reaper and Disasterpiece. (Myles)- "Gentlemen, I believe these are yours."
Reaper has a mic in his hand.
Reaper: We have been telling you idiots from day one! We have been preaching it like it was prophecy and it has come to pass. The DevilSpawns are your World Tag Team Champions!!!!!
Reaper hands the microphone off to Disasterpiece.
Disasterpiece: I...have been a champion here before. I have seen and done things in this company that would make people sick. I have lit people on fire, put people through multiple tables, and I have ended careers. I must say that while I enjoy every minute of being the tag team champions. I can't stand the fact that during my latest run no one has been mamed, burned, or permanently scarred and that, quite frankly, pisses me off. I am challenging you!
Disasterpiece points at Chuck Myles.
Disasterpiece: I am challenging you to put us in matches that we should be wrestling in. I want to see hardcore matches, I want TLC matches, I want to see matches where a chair shot is as legal as an armdrag.
Reaper calls for the mic back and DP obliges.
Reaper: We think that our opponents should have to play by our rules, and by our rules...I mean, no rules. We are the most violent, most sadistic, and hardcore team to ever step foot in a WZCW ring and we are going to prove it. We dare any team or any combonation of wrestlers to come down and try to take these belts from around our waists. These belts were made for us and these belts will sit around the waists of our rotting corpses. If any of you little punk b*tches back there don't like it? Too bad, because there isn't a damn thing you can do about it.
Reaper throws the mic back to Chuck Myles.
(Myles)- " Whatever you want, you got it. Thats why you're the Tag Team Champions. And with that, I'm proud to bring us to our next member. At All or Nothing, he proved that Gus was nothing more than a paper Champion, by making his title reign the shortest in W.Z.C.W. history. Also, he made history again, by becoming the first, and thus far only, wrestler in W.Z.C.W. to become a 2-time Champion. Ladies and Gentlemen.. your Elite X Champion, 'The One' Big Will!"
"Famous" by Puddle of Mudd erupts over the sound system, as Big Will walks out from teh curtain, and onto the stage in a pair of faded jeans, with a black and grey "Affliction" shirt on, and a black dress coat. Big Will stands at the middle part, at the top of the ramp, as he raises both arms, while pyro begins shooting out. Big Will continues to make his way down the ramp, with a cocky smirk on his face, as he begins walking up the stairs and enters the ring. Chuck Myles hands Big Will a microphone, as he walks over to the second trophy case.
(Myles)- "Even though you never should've lost it to begin with, I believe the whole world knows, this is rightfully back where it belongs now." Chuck reaches into the case, only to pull out the Elite X Championship and hand it to Big Will.
(Big Will)- "Thanks Mr. Myles, and let me be the next in line to say, I'm happy you're back in charge. Maybe now we can get back on track of whats most important, and thats pushing Dynasty as the true greatness that we are. No longer should we have to take a backseat to that reject from the bronx, Sincade." The crowd begins chanting 'We Want Gus' as Big Will puts the microphone down, and starts reacting to the crowd. Will picks the mic. back up.. "Then I suggest you invest in W.Z.C.W. DVDs, because I'd be shocked if he showed his face in this company again. I'm overly sick and tired of constantly having to put up with some joke of a Professional Wrestler, that can't even lace my boots, let alone hang with me in the ring. I proved it at All or Nothing, just like I proved it at Civil Revolution. I am the only true Elite X Champion." The crowd begins booing wildly, as Big Will once again stops, only to redirect his attention toward the camera in the ring.
(Will continues)- "You, turn the camera on. Heidi, baby, I know you're laid up in the hospital somewhere. Watching Meltdown right now. I know this because you haven't returned any of my phone calls, and I know chances are the reason why is because you feel pretty guilty about what happened when you almost cost me my Championship. But baby, even though you should feel guilty, its okay, because I've forgiven you for the mistake you did. And I just want you to know, once you get out of the hospital, I'll let you fully make it up to me, in the way only you know how. So you just lay back, relax, and watch me take care of business, once again here tonight."
(Myles)- "Truly heartfelt, I feel it, I feel it. And with that, it brings me great pleasure to present to you, our final guest of this evening. The leader of Dynasty, my World Champion, your World Champion.. the Main Event.. Joseph Rios!!"
"If It All Ended Tomorrow" erupts over the sound system, as the fans stand to their feet, awaiting the World Heavyweight Champion to walk out through the curtain. Suddenly the fans go nuts, as Joseph Rios walks out in a full out tuxedo. He stops at the top of the ramp, only to look out over all the fans, smiling from ear to ear, as he begins walking slowly down the ramp. Reaper, Disasterpiece, Cammy and Big Will all begin clapping, as Rios stops right outside the ring, nodding in approvement. Rios continues up the steps, as Myles holds the ropes open for him. Rios gets in the ring, as he motions to his empty waste, only for Myles to nod in agreement then walk to the final trophy case.
(Myles)- "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the only W.Z.C.W. Heavyweight Champion. The one true Main Event, the man who has answered the call time after time. Your, World Heavyweight Champion!" Chuck Myles pulls out the World Heavyweight Championship, as he hands it to Joseph Rios, who in turn holds the Championship up for the entire crowd to see.
(Rios)- "Chuck, its great to know how appreciated I am, especially when all the boys in the back seem to disagree. Now you know, I know, Dynasty knows, everyone in this arena knows.. when it comes to the best, you have to look no further than yours truly. Everytime this beautiful World Championship has been on the line, the one name thats mentioned in the end.. is the Main Event, Joseph Rios. Now at All or Nothing, the world was shocked when Chuck Myles aligned himself with the one true united power in W.Z.C.W., that being Dynasty, but they were shocked even more when.. all by himself.." Rios stops as he smirks to the rest of Dynasty, who each have a small chuckle "when all by himself, he defeated Sincade.. one.. two.. three." The fans start in with Myles Sucks chants.
(Rios continues)- "Hey, hey, hey.. show some respect, to the General Manager of W.Z.C.W." The fans continue to boo wildly toward Rios.. "Now then, Chuck, I know that as World Heavyweight Champion I hold the power in the palm of my hand. And each and every person in this building came here for me, and me alone. Most likely to even see me in action, but with that, I really must say. I don't think they deserve it. In fact, because of how much I carried Team Myles last night.. I really think, I deserve a break from wrestling, altogether. So what do you say? The Champ's carried the show since its been around, and week after week, he's defeated everyone who's stepped in front of him.. how about given the Champ, a couple weeks off?"
(Myles)- "You know what Champ, you're absolutely right. As of right now, I'm officially letting you go on vacation until the next Pay Per View, Lethal Lottery. After all, hey, Dynasty is in complete control over W.Z.C.W. and the little man deserves his chance to shine in the wake of greatness. So yeah, consider your request.. ... ...."
"Ya Leily" interrupts over the sound system, as the fans suddenly get to their feet once again. This time they seem confused, as Mohammad Hasheem walks out through the backstage area with a microphone in hand. Hasheem seems upset, as he has a look of disgust on his face. Hasheem holds the mic. up, as his music gets cut off.. he begins to speak.
(Hasheem)- "With all due respect, Mr. Myles, this is a travesty in justice. And I would expect this type of reaction out of these infidels in the arena, but not from you. At All or Nothing, you guaranteed me a Championship match, and I want it tonight! That piece of trash in the ring, holding the World Heavyweight Championship doesn't deserve to be classified as anything more, than a walking target. Rios, you run your mouth about how you've beaten everyone who's stepped up against you.. but you haven't beaten me, not for that. And I know for a fact, you won't beat me. Because you don't have the talent I have. You don't have the skill I have.. and you don't have the ability I have. So once again, Chuck Myles, you guaranteed me a Championship.. and I'm here, to collect on that guarantee."
(Myles)- "Now see, Mohammad, this is where we seem to have a cultural misunderstanding. At All or Nothing, I never said you'd be receiving a Championship match. I said you'd be getting the chance, to have an opportunity, and thats exactly what you're gonna get.. tonight, as you've requested. Because tonight, Hasheem, we're gonna have what I'd like to call.. the 'Last Chance' Championship Contender's Match. It'll be you, Hasheem, taking on Everest. And the winner will advance to the Lethal Lottery Pay Per View, to face Joseph Rios, and a 3rd opponent yet to be determined. Oh, and the Roulette wheel will determine exactly what type of Chance Match, you'll be receiving. So I wish you good luck tonight."