MWL Redline - November 14, 2007
"You can call me Shane." Shane grinned.
"Cute." Michael answered, sarcastically. "Why are you in my chair?"
"Well, there's some business we need to attend to, Michael." Shane answered, lifting up a set of papers, and handing them to Michael. "I was approached earlier by not only the Martels, but by the Ssu-Ling, as well. It seems they both want their respective matches to take place in a steel cage."
"Okay, I get why the Ssu-Ling want SYN in a cage, but why do Allan and Chris want the Asian Persuasion in a cage match?" Michael asked, flipping through the papers.
"Well, apparently, some discussion has been going on in the locker room concerning Uprising, and, by the sound of it, the Martels are worried, since AJ is planning on attending that night." Shane responded. "I've taken the liberty of writing up the contracts, and I signed them, too. All you have to do is throw on your John Hancock."
"Alright, David and Byakko against the Norton Brothers, Instant Epic Win versus Asian Persuasion, cage match. Lightweight title, Jim Norris and Scott Froelich, TLC... Tag titles, SYN versus Seiryu and Kouryuu, steel cage..." Michael read aloud. "Wait, what's this one? The one with Genbu?" Michael asked, looking at the contract.
"Oh, yeah, I'm facing Genbu for the MWL-CAW Championship." Shane answered.
"You're already in the North American Championship Tournament, Shane..." Michael sighed.
"But, picture it! Going in to Dead Heat with the CAW title on my shoulder, I win the tournament final, and then I get two titles around my waist. Michael, take the journey with me!" Shane urged, sounding almost whimsical.
"No, I'm good." Michael stated, after a long pause. "Well, I suppose it could draw a crowd... Alright, you get the match. But good luck getting that title away from Genbu." Michael muttered. "Wait a second...that only gives us five matches. We still need one more."
"Don't you worry, Michael. Just leave it to me. By the end of the night, we'll have us a full card." Shane nodded.
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"Hello, Stevan Corber, here, with--" Stevan began.
"The real number-one contenders to the MWL World Tag Team Championship!" Nicholas Hunter yelled, stealing the mic from Stevan. "Tonight, the greatest tag team in the MWL, Free Radical, will walk out to that ring, and we will destroy those fakers! Seiryu, Kouryuu, tonight, Free Radical will grind the two of you into the mat, and you won't be getting back up."
"Now, everyone, please rise, for the welcome of the newest member of Free Radical, Amy Kaldahl." Jim grinned, as a woman stepped into the camera's view, next to Jim. "This vixen, Amy, comes to us from Cross-Atlantic Wrestling. Since Nick and myself can't seem to draw management's attention, then surely, Amy here can help us catch Jamborgh's eye in the tag title picture."
"Alright, you two, come on." Nick stated, as the trio made their exit.
"Viper and Scott Froelich, one-on-one, is NEXT!" Stevan announced.
Match 1: North American Championship Tournament Quarter-final - Viper v. Scott Froelich
As Viper and Scott stood in the ring, the Lightweight Champion congratulating his opponent, the lights faded and a familiar song played, as Anthony Jacobs made his way down the ramp, sliding into the ring, and throwing Scott out to the mat, grabbing the Lightweight Championship and throwing it at him. AJ then grabbed a microphone from ringside, and began to speak to Viper, as Scott made his way up the ramp.
"Viper, you and me, the two of us have quite the history. Shane wanted me to let everything between us go when we came to this promotion. But, heh, I can't. Viper...you and me...we're mortal enemies. Given the chance, I'd kill you, and I'm sure you'd do the same." AJ paused, as Viper kept his eyes on AJ. "Now, I know it will be you and me in the tournament final, but I can't wait another month to tear your head off. Sunday, Viper! At Uprising, you and me, one-on-one!" AJ demanded.
Viper nodded in reply as AJ continued. "I know management is still looking for another match for the card, so there's no worry about us not getting the opportunity to tear into each other, but...why wait?" AJ asked, throwing the microphone down and charging at Viper, knocking him down with a blow to the head.
AJ tucked back into the corner after circling Viper for a moment. As Viper stood, AJ leaned forward, and when Viper turned around, AJ lunged at his target. Viper quickly sidestepped AJ, and watched as he crashed into the ringpost. AJ fell out of the ring through the ropes as Viper leaned against the turnbuckles, exhausted from his match, and from the short, attempted, assault by AJ.
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As the newly formed trio of Free Radical made their way toward the ring, Jim looked to Amy and smirked. "Alright, Kaldahl, this is the moment of truth. Don't you fail us, now!" Jim stated.
"Trust me..." Amy smirked. "You won't be disappointed."
Match 2: Seiryu & Kouryuu v. Free Radical
"And now, welcome, one and all, to Free Radical TV!" Nicholas shouted, as himself, Jim, and Amy entered the ring, while Seiryu and Kouryuu made their way up the ramp. "SYN, we've been denied our shot at the MWL World Tag Team Championship since we reunited, but listen close, champs, Seiryu and Kouryuu may be getting you guys at Uprising on Sunday, but before Dead Heat rolls around, so help me, those belts will be ours!"
"Lino, Catastrophe, when we come for you, there will be nothing--" Jim Norris began, as the notorious music of the MWL World Heavyweight Champion began, as he and Melissa Rez appeared on the stage, the title belt around his waist as the two of them made their way down to the ring. Free Radical fled before the champion arrived, not wanting to chance a confrontation. Yugo grabbed the microphone that Jim had been using, and began to speak.
"First things first. Come Sunday, The X grows when our next to members make themselves known. And suffice it to say it will be a heavy blow to anyone stupid enough to oppose us. Now, moving on, I'm sure a lot of you are wondering why it's just me and Melissa, out here. Well, simple. Catastrophe is still resting, and Lino's getting ready for his MWL-CAW Championship match in a second." Yugo paused, looking to Melissa, then around the audience as the crowd booed.
"Aw, shut up. Now, down to why I'm out here. Whoever the hell was playing with the titantron last week, stop being a coward and show yourself!" Yugo demanded, as the lights faded out. The flashing green cursor appeared on the titantron, as quiet, digital-sounding music played through the arena. The cursor just stayed in place for several seconds, only blinking, before the clacking of a computer keyboard could be heard, as the text "c:\countdown-dead_heat.whc" appeared, followed by a heavy clack, and the figure "32:00:00:00" appeared in the lower corner, not ostructing the titantron's picture. The number then began to countdown, going to "31:23:59:59", and continuing as the cursor faded and the picture returned to normal, the countdown still visible. Speechless, Yugo and Melissa stepped out if the ring and made their way up the ramp.
Main Event: MWL-CAW Championship: (C) Genbu v. Lino
As Genbu stood in the ring, victorious, his championship belt in hand, Seiryu, Kouryuu, Byakko, and Suzaku made their way to the ring to celebrate the sign of things to come, as Lino rolled out of the ring, slinging his MWL World Tag Team Championship belt over his shoulder as Suzaku grabbed a microphone.
"On July 29th, 2007, we, the Ssu-Ling stole the show at Goldlust. We walked out with three title belts, and #1-contendership to a fourth. SYN, Shane Warner, Norton Brothers, beware. On Sunday, history will be echoed, and we will rule Uprising!" Suzaku announced as the team's theme blared.