Breakdown Card

[The Messiah of Human Torture]

Opening match: MCMG vs Epico/Primo in a Tag Title defense


Kane vs Shark Boy


Iser promo


Chase vs Alex 'I beg for rematches multiple times' Riley


Foley promo


Daffney vs Ryback


Semi main event: Goldust vs CM Punk


Raven interview


Main Event: Kofi challenges Raven in a non title match.

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The Machine Guns put on a clinic against the Colon cousins. Sure, the Colon Cousins hit some high flying offense, but the outcome really wasn't in doubt after nine minutes. Shelley of the Machine Guns hit the Sliced Bread number 2(what's the first sliced bread?) and pinned Epico for the victory. Before the Guns could celebrate, the Kings of Wrestling sprint into the ring and annihalate the Guns. It ended with Claudio hitting Sabin with the Swiss Death and Hero hitting Alex with the rolling elbow.

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Shark Boy dies. Kane wins this match with a chokeslam.

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We return from the manditory commercial break in terms of promoting Raven's merch and then the lights suddenly dim and the crowd knows what time it is. Soon, 'Rattlesnake' begins to play and the crowd begins to boo violently.


JR: The mood is about to change.


On cue, Seth Iser walks through the curtain...the fans screaming as loud as they can negatively toward the owner of the company. Iser gives a couple fans in the front row here in San Jose, California the finger and even ripping up a 'Fuck you Iser' sign.


Tazz: Iser shows how he feels about the hatred this crowd has for him.


Soon enough, Iser walks into the ring, straightening up his tie on his suit and he demands a microphone from Lillian. Iser swats away a cup of beer thrown at him and the cup goes back into the crowd and that just increases the animosity ten-fold.


Iser: Do I have your attention now?


That one question...creates a large ruckus of boos and the 'Fuck you Iser, Fuck you!' chant that follows from the ever so classy fans.


Iser: Good, now shut up. I have something to get off my chest.


On cue, the fans let out another chorus of boos. Iser just awaits the crowd to quiet down slightly in terms of their venom before he begins to speak.


Iser: The state of this business...a business that I love...is sick right now. Sick with disgust...sick with envy in some respects...and sick of a ton of things...but let me tell you what I am SICK of.


Iser pauses before staring coldly right at the camera to make his point.


Iser: I am SICK of people disrespecting ME and MY company. Like you people here in this city...and people like Jerry Lawler, Jeff Jarrett, and the human parasite Hulk Hogan.


A couple marks in the audience chant for Hogan and Iser immedietely targets them by turning toward them.


Iser: How about you red and yellow sheep get the hell out of my arena because that parasite doesn't have the class, the dignity, or the ability to work for MY company. Besides, you all can go yell his name while he's fucking his daughter at Rent-a-Center while his brain-dead son Nick gets his willies off at it!


The fans immedietely boo the message and image being sent from the owner before Iser turns back toward the camera, just straightening his tie again as a way to cool off before he continues his tyrade.


Iser: Now...back to what I was saying. I'm SICK of this industry being mocked. Sick and tired. There's a certain company up north that doesn't think Wrestling should be wrestling...but I'm the owner of a WRESTLING company...and not only am I the owner of the best WRESTLING company...I'm one of the best WRESTLERS to EVER step foot in this ring. I defy any man to say otherwi---


Before Iser can finish his statement, Christian's music hits. The crowd becomes unglued as the Canadian walks down to the ring. He's dressed as he normally is...a C.C. shirt and jeans. Iser sneers at the Canadian as he walks to the ring.


JR: Thank God. I kept my mouth shut because I didn't want our company getting thrown off the air for what I have to say about what Iser is ranting about.


Christian, already with a microphone in his hand, stares down the owner of the company. Iser looks visibly pissed off as Christian has a sly smile on his face. The fans chant Christian's name and he soaks in the approval of the audience.


Christian: Seth. I think I've finally figured you out after all these years...


Christian's smile gets wider as Iser's visible irritation just increases by the second.


Christian: You have an inferiority complex. We all know it. What the hell do you have to be jealous about...except for the fact that someone like me is better looking...or better in a suit than you.


The fans chuckle slightly at Christian's verbal dig and Iser just shakes his head.


Iser: Timeout, Christian. Timeout. You have the hypocritical audasity to say that I have an inferiority complex? Look at you, Christian.


Christian just shakes his head in disgust as Iser gets a dreaded 'Iser sucks' chant. Christian's smile comes back onto his face as the chant reaches it's peak.


Christian: I think fifteen thousand people think you suck.


Iser: and I think these fifteen thousand people don't respect this industry...or they don't respect you like they respect Edge.


Christian lets out a small laugh, more of annoyance than anything, as Iser nods his head.


Iser: Yeah. People don't look at you the same way that they look at your best friend in this business. It eats away at you...and now that he's out of the way...you're just at a point where you lost that fire thanks to your previous inferiority complex. You know you can't prove it to him either.


Christian's face soon gets red with anger. Soon enough, Iser has the familar smirk back onto his face.


Iser: Dispute it if you like...but you'd be a bigger liar than any of these fans.


Christian: I just think you're more jealous of the fact that I'm part of a team that reeked of awesomeness and you just reek of suckageness according to these fans.


The fans let out a chuckle but Iser, getting aggressive, slaps the mic out of Christian's hands.


Iser: You better get damned serious, Christian. I'm giving you one warning. You cross me like this again...and I'll put you through more hell than I did your best friend here back in the day.


Iser glares at Christian before he rolls out of the ring receiving boos from the audience. After he gets halfway up the ramp, Christian's smile is back into place as he picks up the mic that was swatted.


Christian: Hey Seth!


Iser turns back around to face Christian and he looks very angry that he's being called at again.


Christian: Does this count as crossing you?


Christian then gives Iser a middle fingered salute. The crowd pops loudly for that one gesture and Iser looks beside himself. The fans chant for Christian's name as security sprints down to the ring to prevent Iser from going after him. XWA goes back to commercial as the fans continue to chant Christian's name and Iser's rage is in full display.

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Alex Riley tried. He even got in the first punch, and the second, and third and fourth, even. After that...well Chase just snickered and then hit him once in the face hard...and dropped him with the Dark Chaos. Easy three count. Chase then glared at the camera and said 'I'm the REAL monster.' before walking back up the ramp.

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The camera soon focuses on newly hired Christy Hemme. She beems at the camera with a smile and she shows off her beautiful body with a rocking red dress.


Christy: My guest at this time...the hardcore legend, Mick Foley!


Foley saunders in, a small smile on his face as the crowd goes absolutely insane and begins a very loud 'Foley' chant. Foley nods his head to acknowledge it.


Christy: The first question I have to ask is simple...do you have a personal problem with Raven?


Foley: Personal? I guess you can say it's somewhat personal.


Foley has that one glint of rage in his eye. The crowd does simmer down as it looks as if Foley attempts to find the words he wants to say.


Foley: You can insult me as a person. That's perfectly fine...because many people have in this industry...but you do not...disrespect the very generation as a whole...that helped put you into your position.


Foley brushes the hair out of his eyes and that sadistic expression is in full force.


Foley: Trust me when I say this...either you will respect me and all those that went before you, Raven...or I'm going to shread...gorge and tear you apart limb from limb...and when you look at me for some mercy...all I'll have...is another fist to maul your pretty little face.


Foley finally lets out one quick smile...fully sadistic as Christy seems a little fearful for her own safety.


Foley: Have a nice day...


Foley sneers that last line before walking off the interview set.

[#HEEL Dark Lord]

*Back from commercials we see Ryback already in the ring*



Tazz: Who let this moron in the arena?



*As Tazz shakes his head, Ryback begins to spaz out shouting "FEED ME MORE" over and over. The yelling falls on deaf ears, as the crowd just looks on in annoyance*



JR: Well, I guess the fans are not in the mood for eating. If you ask me, he is crazier than a mental patient.



Tazz: Seriously, who let THIS guy into the arena?



*Ryback continues to mark about the ring, as a few fans can be shown face palming, while others chant Goldberg*








*The hypnotizing theme of "Trip The Darkness", by Lacuna Coil surges throughout the arena.. This music is not alone though, as purple flashing laser lights also come right along with it, as well as a vision over the titan tron of black and white swirls, continuously moving in a circular pattern. This, often associated with hypnotism, contains Daffney’s own name in it’s center, written in a nice grungy typeface to match. The Amplified Shriek Machine does not waste any time after that, and coming through the curtains out to the stage is none other than her.*




Lilian: And, the opponent. From Sybil, Texas, Daffney!




*As she stands on the ramp for a brief moment, the Gothic Goddess balls up her right fist and raises her left simultaneously, slamming the fist into the palm of the other hand and releasing some anger. Eyes bugged and mouthed grimaced uncomfortably, Daffney takes her first step down the aisle among a crowd of booing fans.

Daffney walks down the entrance ramp, nearly marching to the beat of her own entrance music as the fans at ringside begin to lunge out at her. She continues to slink down the ramp, looking to be rather void of emotion. Reaching the apron, Daffney pans off to the left rather than entering right there; it’s time for the signature entrance. As she hops right on the middle of the apron in front of the XWA audience, she stands facing the same way as the three ring ropes, and gradually sinks downward into a split, one leg facing each corner. With the male population in attendance going wild for her flexibility, the Queen of Scream proceeds to roll under the bottom rope quickly, landing in a kneeling position and then moving around so that she is directly in the epicenter of the canvas, only before clenching both fists at her sides and popping the rest of her body backwards to let out a SCREAM. The signature vocal of Miss Daffney is ended with a sly smirk, showing the underlying evil in her eyes. Following, she rises and her music, entrance video, and lights all die down, though her smirk does not. *




Tazz: Daffney is going against this guy? Well, I am sure the Goth Goddess will KILL him.



JR: Not for nothing,but, Daffney is still a woman. Ryback has the sheer power battle won.




*Daffney slinks up, as she looks at Ryback. The same stupid expression on his face, as he begins to breath loudly, and makes his arms go up and down*



Tazz: How much did he pay, to get a match here tonight?



*Daffney continues to smirk at Ryback, as he runs at Daffney, who catches him with a DDT, and begins to choke the life out of him*



JR: Daffney locked in the Lobotomy on Ryback!




*Daffney continues to choke Ryback, as he quickly taps out, much to the surprise of the sold out arena*



Tazz: HA! Ryback tapped out! I knew Daffney could do it!




Lilian: Here is your winner, by Submission, Daffney!



*"Trip The Darkness begins to play, as Daffney lets go of the motionless Ryback, Daffnes slinks to the mat, hovering above Ryback, as she screams right in his face. A vile smirk appears on her face, as she mocks Ryback's arm motions while screaming*



JR: Well, that was something you don't see everyday.



Tazz: Yeah, a giant meathead, losing to a woman, half his size! Daffney is truly showing how dominant of a competitor she really is.



Winner by Submission: Daffney

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Goldust and Punk have an old school styled wrestling match. Whenever Punk would get some momentum with some of his moves, Goldust would bail and the crowd would boo and Goldust would taunt the crowd and then get back just to get out wrestled by Punk. This goes on for a bit before Goldust decides to fight dirty by manipulating the ref out of position and then a huge rake of the eyes and a clothesline. Goldust soon goes through his greatest hits of offense all while taunting the crowd with his normal antics. Punk then comes back with a big kick to the back of the head, the knee in the corner with the bulldog, and then the Randy Savage Elbow drop. The crowd chanted in memory of Savage before Punk just puts the bizare one in position for the GTS. It connects and Punk gets a victory. We get a splitview of Homicide watching the match and looking disgusted at the outcome as Punk celebrates the win in the ring.

[#HEEL Dark Lord]

*Backstage, we see Christy Hemme standing by, as Raven is shown, pointing and laughing at the replays of Ryback tapping out*



Christy: I am here with the XWA World Champion, Raven.



*Raven averts his attention to Christy, as he glances up and down her body and grins.*




Christy: So, earlier we heard from Mick Foley, you seem to have upset the Hardcore Icon.



Raven: Aw, did I make little Mick cry? Did I hurt his feelings? I didn't know Mick was such a softie. For being such a hardcore Icon, Mick is so easily offended. Much like the poor citizens of San Jose.



*Raven shakes his head, as the crowd boos loudly*



Raven: Oh, would you be quiet? Someone of importance is talking. I know you guys aren't used to being around important people, but, please try and keep it down. Anyway, back to Mick Foley. I don't have to respect anyone. I am the XWA Champion, I am the one who deserves respect. Last week, I showed the whole world, how old Mick is, after I nearly crippled him, with a few shots to the knee. Mick was beaten, just as badly as the car Nick Hogan was driving. Had it not been for that simpleton, Kofi Kingston, Mick would have been a vegetable, too.



*Raven smirks as the crowd boos loudly*



Christy: Speaking of Kofi, you have a match with him tonight, your thoughts?



Raven: Huh? I wasn't paying attention. I was thinking of Ryback tapping out to Daffney. That reminds me, this city is known for Sillicone. So, I have to ask, how many of your morons, try to pass off sillicone as currency? I know some of you do. Since, the intelligence level in this dump, is next to nothing.



*The crowd continues to boo, as Raven laughs loudly*



Raven: Kofi is a nobody here in XWA. I mean, where did he come from? Kofi has no business interjecting himself into my problems. But, since, he did, he now has my attention. So, way to go Kofi. You are the winner, and, for your effort, you get to be the latest victim of the SALT SHAKER!!!! After our match, I will have flooded Ghana with Sodium. Look at that, I am a regular humanitarian. I just ended Hunger in Africa. You are all so very welcome. Ryback had the right idea, I did FEED THEM MORE. Too bad, it was nothing but SODIUM!



*Christy looks somewhat concerned for what Raven is saying, as Raven continues to laugh*



Raven: I have my eyes onyou, Foley. I'm not done with you, not by a longshot. Afer I am done with you, it will be YOU, begging for mercy. If you are lucky, I won't completly eliminate you. I will leave you around, to be nothing more than a running gag, a punchline in this very industry.



*Christy shakes her head, as Raven notices*



Raven: What's wrong, Christy? Are you not impressed? I know you are attracted to me. Plus, I have gold. Don't act like you are disgusted. We all know, girls love a man with confidence. So, stop being salty! You don't want to be like these people here, or, let alone, Mick Foley.



*Raven looks into the camera, and pushes it over*



Raven: STAY SALTY!

[#HEEL Dark Lord]

*Kofi's music hits, as the crowd pops*


JR: This is the man that saved Mick Foley from that beatdown by Raven.



Tazz: Not for nothing, that wasn't very smart. Now, Kofi has the full attention of the champion.



*Kofi does his BOOM BOOM BOOM taunt, as pyro goes off behind him, as he jumps down the ramp full of energy*



JR: Kofi seems ready for a fight. He is raring to go.


Tazz: He's just in a hurry to be the latest victim of the SALT SHAKER!



*Kofi gets in the ring, and continues to play up tp the crowd.*










*The lights dim, as smoke begins to empty from the back, and the crowd boos the loudest of the night, knowing who is about to appear.*


Lilian: Introducing the opponent, from, Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the XWA World Heavyweight Champion, Raven!!




**Out through the smoke emerges the XWA Champion, the title slung over his shoulder, the ever present smirk on his face, as he points to his Official XWA SALT SHAKER! shirt, and shakes his head at the sold out crowd in San Jose*



JR: Here is the man that got the Hardcore Legend upset. One has to think, will Raven send a message to Foley here.



*He begins his trek down the ramp and pauses in the middle, looking side to side at the sold out crowd, who continues to boo . Looking straight ahead, he raises the devil horns and looks upwards as a barrage of pyro and fireworks go off behind him. Raven rushes under the ropes and Slides in the ring. He walks to the corner and climbs up, raising the Devil Horns above his heads and the crowd continues to boo. Raven hops off the apron and hands the title to a nearby official and the bell rings.*





Tazz: I think that Raven isn't even worried with Foley. Like he said, he's an old man. What can he do to Raven? Throw prunes at him?!



*Raven looks at Kofi, with a bored look on his face, as Kofi is brimming with energy*



JR: Contrast of personalities.



Tazz: I bet Raven is bored, Kofi is chanting FEED ME MORE! Raven wants to point and laugh.



*Kofi runs at Raven, as he sidesteps, and drills Kofi with a hard right hand, sending him crashing to the mat in a heap. Raven stomps over the head of Kofi, zoning in right on the temple, as he lands a hard stomp, right on his skull*



JR: What a sicking kick.



*Raven grabs a the leg of Kofi, and begins to kick his knees, in mirror fashion, of what he did to Foley. Kofi manages to kick Raven away, as Raven kicks him in the gut, and hot shots him across the ropes, causing his throat to bounce off*



Tazz: What a shot. That had to hurt. Kofi won't be able to eat for a while.



*Kofi holds his throat, as Raven slides back into the ring, and goes for the quick pinfall. Kofi kicks out at two, as Raven grabs Kofi's head, and begins to unload closed fists down upon him. The ref admonishes Raven, as he shouts to the ref, that has until five.*



JR: Raven seems more ruthless than ever. I guess Foley's words did get to him a bit.



*Raven lifts Kofi to his feet, and snapmares him over, to kick him right in the middle of the spine. Kofi falls to the mat, holding his lower back in pain.*



Tazz: Kofi is being picked apart. I love it!



*Raven slams to a knee down to the back of Kofi, and locks him in a Camel Clutch. Wrenching back, Raven takes the chance, to gouge at the eyes of Kofi.*



JR: Shades of the Original Shiek. Raven is taking every chance to bend the rules.



*The crowd begins to will Kofi on, as Raven applies more pressure*



Tazz: Kofi is about to be bent in two.



*Kofi feeds off the crowd, as he makes it to his feet. He elbows Raven in the midsection as he is freed from the hold. Kofi charges at Raven, and drills him with a forearm smash. Raven gets up, as he it met with another one. Kofi psychs himself up, and hits the BOOM drop across the chest of the champion*



JR: Kofi with a burst of energy!




*Kofi pins the champion, who kicks out at two*



Tazz: You can't beat Raven with that.



*Kofi gets up, and signals for the Trouble in Paradise, as Raven slowly gets up, Kofi beings to leap at Raven, who dodges the kick, and hurls Kofi out of the ring.*



JR: What a nasty spill!



*Raven slides out the ring, and rams Kofi backfirst into the guardrail, as he trash talks a fan in the front row, before he tosses Kofi back into the ring.*



Tazz: Shades of the old Raven on that one. Always good to see!




*Raven slides into the ring, as he stalks the downed body of Kofi. Kofi staggers to his feet, as he is meet with the SALT SHAKER! dead to the face.*



JR: Good lord! What impact!



*Raven goes for the pin, and gets the victory over Kofi*



Lilian: Here is your winner, Raven!




* I Came to Play hits, as Raven stands over the fallen body of Kofi, as he yanks the title away from the ref, and poses over Kofi, as the crowd continues to boo. The camera zooms in on Raven, as he let's Foley know, he will get him one day, as he places a foot on Kofi's chest, in a feat of domination as the camera's fade to black.*



Winner: Raven via pinfall (10:23)