 Strike Fantasy Towers Saturday Night Slaughter ™ With Jessie Jobber & ???????? November 30th, 2002 Saturday Night 9:00pm The letters "S-L-A-U-G-H-T-E-R" fly across the screens next, and Linkin Park's "Pts.Of.Athrty" blasts over all of their speakers and the new Saturday Night Slaughter introduction plays. Different superstars are shown hitting their different finishing maneuvers, then there are close ups shown of other superstars posing. The new Slaughter logo fades across the screen, then... BA-BA-BA-BA-BA-BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The scene cuts to inside the arena where a live audience is going insane. The camera focuses on the main stage where lights are flashing like crazy and another Slaughter promoting video plays on the Strike-Tron. An amazing display of pyros is going off right above the set. A blue X-Formation is exploding right over head and leaving an awesome smoke effect behind. The entire ramp leading to the ring is lit up with a marquee effect of white pyros firing off symmetrically on both sides of the ramp. As the final pyros go off at the bottom of the ramp, the entire over head above the ring begins firing off blue streaking pyros as well. As they explode, all four turnbuckles of the ring also shoot off and simultaneously sparklers explode all around the Strike-Tron. As the final pyros in the entire display go off on the Tron and the smoke fades away, the commentators are put on the air and shots of the audience waving signs and cheering are shown. Jessie Jobber: Hey everyone! Welcome to Slaughter with your jelly to your peanut butter, Jessie Jobber! I am well aware that made no sense and I certainly apologize. I'm being told on my walkie-Mc-talkie thing here that Facilitator ir on his way out for an important announcement! On cue, "The New Style" hits and the fans begin to boo almost immediately. Facilitator, Michael Pettis, and X2 all walk out on stage and remain there. X2 stands behind Facilitator and to his right with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face. Pettis looks around cautiously, and Facilitator brings the mic he carried out to his lips. Facilitator: Well, well, well. Would we call that a hero's welcome? The fans boo. Facilitator: Go ahead... Jeer me all that you little hearts desire. None of you would be sitting here if it weren't for me. You'd be on your fat asses in front of a television somewhere stuffing your god damned faces! Pettis puts a hand on Facilitator's shoulder and convinces him to relax. Facilitator: Well, I am out here for a reason. It seems Slaughter is without a co-comentator, and I know no one wants to listen to that idiot down their talking to himself for another week... Facilitator points at Jessie and Jessie looks behind him. Facilitator rolls his eyes. Facilitator: So anyway... The reason I am out here is to introduce you to SFT's newest commentator... A man who has served you people for a number of years now and has earned his spot inb that booth... Please welcome back John Cartwright! "Pts.Of.Athrty" hits the speakers again and John Cartwright walks out wearing jeans and a Slaughter T-Shirt. The fans cheer as he makes his way down to the announce booth and puts on a headset. Facilitator: So there you have it... Your hero has come to the rescue again. The fans let out another harsh chorus of boos. JC: He IS a hero Jessie! He certainly made my dreams come true. They should show the man a little respect. JJ: What are you new? JC: You better watch it. I've been back on the scene a day and I've already heard rumors of you being let go. JJ: (Silence) Renegade vs. Blackheart Rookie Match Facilitator: Now the new commentator situation is the only piece of business I came out to discuss. It's come to my attention that Blackheart and Fox both decided to just not show up tonight. What the fuck is up with that? Since when is this business participation optional? Every wrestler on the damn roster is signed to a CONTRACT. It's obligatory to show up damn it, and I won't tolerate this shit! In fact if Blackheart doesn't show up for his next match, I will publicly fire him, as will I suspend Fox if he fails to show up himself. Anyone else want to try my patience? Go ahead, if you don't bother walking in the door next week, don't bother walking in ever again. JC: He's heated! JJ: Must be that time of the month. JC: You better mean evaluation time or I'm gonna tell! JJ: Ohhhh... I see how it's gonna be. WHHHOOOOOOSSSSHHHH-CCCCCCCRRRRAAAAAAAACCCKKKKKKK!!!!! Jessie makes a movement with his hand lick flicking a whip. JC: I'll give you a whip... JJ: I bet yuou would. Damn and they call me a freak. WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Renegade via Forfeit!!! Fox vs. Gunz Standard Match Facilitator: So Renegade, Gunz, you get off easy this week. You both win by forfeit. Don't let victory get to your heads. Keep your work ethic up and maybe someday you'll be good enough to go on a Power Trip. Facilitator drops the mic as "The New Style" hits again and X2 laughs at Facilitator's last words. The fans continue to give off heat as Facilitator, Pettis, and X2 walk to the backstage area. JC: Facilitator sure laid down the law there! JJ: You sure creamed yourself at the very site of it! JC: You are a sick, sick man. WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Gunz via Forfeit!!! Adam Payne vs. Phantom Standard Match The lights go out. The arena goes dark as "For Whom The Bell Tolls" begins to play. When the music begins red lights start to flash and red spotlights pan over the audience. Phantom steps out on stage and raises his arms in the air. He snaps them down and geysers of flame go off on either side of the ramp. Phantom walks slowly to the ring and steps in over the top rope. He goes to the center of the ring, lifts his head and rolls his eyes back in his head, before he can unroll his eyes and realize what is going on, Adam Payne runs down to the ring with a chair in his hand before his intro and pyro and music. Phantom hears this and opens his eyes wide as Adam Payne charges him and lays him out with the steel chair. JJ: Adam Payne not needing a flashy introduction, he means bidness! JC: Yes, he laid Phantom out with that chair before the match even go underway!
Ref Tyson: One... Two... Three...? Ring the bell... I guess... JC: Well that was strange. JJ: I think Phantom blacked out from the submission. Payne must've really locked it in. WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Adam Payne via Pinfall!!! Knife vs. Incubus vs. X2 Triple Threat Match JJ: Well this should be a good match, two guys hot off the bench... and Knife. JC: My pick is X2. I just have a feeling about him tonight. JJ: The feeling he's gonna have people in his corner? JC: No, but that to. "Take It" blasts into the arena as blue and green lights begin to flash and Knife steps onto the tage accompanied by Mosh Girl. He receives a decent reaction from the crowd as he paces around on stage, then bolts to the ring. Candy Peaks: Making his way to the ring from Ypsilanti, Michigan accompanied by Mosh Girl... He weighs in at two hundred, thirty pounds... Knife! Knife slides into the ring as his name is announced and immediately climbs a turnbuckle. He raises his arms into the air as his music dies down and the fans prepare for the next entrance. "Gone Away" hits the speakers and the lights dim as a spotlight focuses on the main entrance ramp. Candy Peaks: Introducing next, from Dorcester, Massachusetts... Weighing in at two hundred, forty pounds... Incubus! JJ: That's my bet right there, Incubus is taking this one home. JC: And bou would I like to take Mosh Girl home, mmmmhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmhmmmmmmmm. JJ: Dirty old man... JC: Queer... JJ: Touché. Incubus slides into the ring and picks a turnbuckle oppisite Knife. There he stands in wait for X2. "The New Style" explodes over the PA and is met with serious heat. The words "Power Trip" fly across the Strike-Tron followed by pictures of the members. X2 steps onto the stage to receive a mixed reaction from haters of Power Trip and old X2 fans. Closely behind X2 are both Michael Pettis and Facilitator, both dressed for the occassion in brand new suits and Facilitator's hair sporting a pnytail. JC: Look who X2 runs with. How can you not appreciate that. That is one classy group, and that's why X2 is going home a winner tonight, because he surrounds himself with winners. JJ: Since when are you the Power Trip spokesperson? JC: Since when do you ask so many questions? Go back to being stupid, stupid. X2 reaches the bottom of the ramp, still being followed by his associates, when suddenly Incubus snaps in the ring. He lunges at Knife and Referee Chris Nevels calls for the starting bell. Incubus wraps his hands around Knife for a grapple, but quickly slips into a chokehold as he pushes Knife against the ropes. Nevels steps in and begins a five count before forcing Incubus to release his grip. On the outside X2 stands between Facilitator and Pettis at the bottom of the ramp, his arms crossed and a smile on his face as he looks on. JC: Such brilliance, let those two goons take each other out. JJ: Brilliance? Where I come from we call that pansyness. JC: Where you come from if something ain't half eaten then it ain't half bad. Incubus now has Knife in a side headlock, then spins into a drop toe hold. Knife's face bounces off the mat and he flips onto his back. Incubus aides him to his feet, then hurls him to the corner left of the announce table looking from Power Trip's point of view. Incubus then pulls Knife out of the corner a little, steps in front of him, and sets him up for a powerbomb. Incubus lifts Knife into the air, then charges across the ring to execute a running powerbomb. Incubus drops Knife with everything he has, and stays there for the pin. Nevels goes for the count but X2 flinches towards the ring, but Pettis puts up his hand. JJ: What's that about? JC: Strategy! Trust Pettis! Ref Nevels: One... Two... Th... Kick out! Knife gets the shoulder up barely before three. X2 continues to watch, but more alertly. Knife slowly gets up and he is met with a boot to the gut from Incubus. Incubus then Irish whips Knife back to the corner left of the announce table, and attempts to follow up with a running clothesline. Knife is able to get the boot up though, sending Incubus staggering away. Knife then hops backwards onto the second rope, and attacks Incubus with a missile drop kick. Knife then stands up and points at X2 on the outside. He mouths a few things, but X2 just stares back at him as Facilitator whispers something to him. Knife turns back to Incubus and picks him up by the hair. He charges towards the turnbuckle facing the right of the main stage and slams Incubus's face off of it. Incubus hits so hard he spins around, and Knife jogs to the other side of the ring. JJ: What's he setting up for here? Knife comes charging towards Incubus but is met with a running clothesline from X2! JC: What an oppurtunist! He saw an opening and capitilized... this guy is great! Mosh Girl is shown cringing by the ring apron nearest the announce table, and JC can be seen leaning back in his chair to check her out. Back in the ring X2 has quickly picked Knife back up and he furciouisly whips him to the ropes. Knife comes back at a fast pace and is met with a tenacious spinebuster. X2 looks to the corner and sees Incubus stiring around, so he charges that corner and decks Incubus with a running back elbow blow. Incubus bounces out of the corner with the momentum, and X2 scoops him right into a pendalum back breaker. JJ: This isn't right... X2 is fresher than these guys. He shouldn't just get to come in and fight when he wants to. JC: You shouldn't talk when you want to either but it's a free country, I'm learning to cope and you should to. X2 walks back towards Knife now and bends over to get a handful of his hair. Suddenly Knife's arm flies up and wraps around X2's leg! He pulls him down and rolls right into a small pakcage variation as Nevels counts! Ref Nevels: One... JJ: Yes! Ref Nevels: Two... JC: Ah! How'd he do that?! Kick out! Ref Nevels: Shoulder up! JC: Whew thatw as to damn close! Knife and X2 both get back up in a hurry and X2 charges Knife. Knife drops to the mat and hooks X2 right into a hip toss and the two get right back up again. X2 attempts to rush Knife again, but is met with the same consequence. X2 goes for the third try at attacking Knife, but this time is a victim of a technical masterpiece in a hurricanrana. JC: Uh-oh! Knife's on a roll! JJ: Is he spreading butter? JC: WHAT?! JJ: You know, butter? Ah forget it. JC: You are a strange lad. X2 stays on the mat now as Knife gets up very energetically. Incubus is now also up and heads towards Knife, but he doesn't realize that not only is Knife heading for the turnbuckle in which he lands on with one hop, but also that he's aiming for Incubus with a twisting dragon attack! JJ: That was awesome! Both Knife and Incubus go down as a result of the aerial manuever, but Knife rolls on top of Incubus for the lateral press cover. JJ: This might be it right here! Ref Nevels: One... Two... X2 dives from the mat towards Knife's head with his elbow in the air, connecting perfectly. Ref Nevels: Cover broken! JC: Good save X2! X2 then picks up Knife by his hair and throws him over the top rope. X2 goes to pick up Incubus, but Incubus throws his hands back and nails him with a right shot. X2 staggers away and Incubus follows, but X2 quickly turns and catches Incubus off gaurd with a right of his own. The two begin to exchange blows until Incubus connects with three straight. Incubus then grabs X2 by the arm and throws him to the ropes. Before he can release though, X2 counters the whip and pulls Incubus into a belly to back suplex, slamming him into the mat viciously. JJ: Damn, that didn't sound good at all for the former Intercontinental champion. Incubus grabs his back in pain, and X2 jumps on top for the cover. Ref Nevels: One... Two... Suddenly Knife pulls Nevels out of the ring by his foot, then slides into the ring himself. He performs a flipping senton splash on X2, then Incubus rolls to his feet. Knife turns his attention to X2, which allows Incubus to slip up behind him and set him up for a Russian Leg Sweep. Incubus then picks Knife up once again, and throws him into the corner with authority. Knife comes staggering out and is met with a boot to the gut, followed by the setup for "Nightmares." JJ: That'd be all right there! Incubus spins into his finishing manuever, but before he can execute Knife pushes him off towards the ropes. Incubus bounces back into a boot from Knife, and Knife sets up for "Hells Pit" right on the mat. JC: Noooooooo! Pettis hops onto the turnbuckle suddenly and starts screaming at Knife. Knife's attention is diverted for a second, but Nevels gets infuriated and begins screaming at Pettis. Facilitator slips away and reaches into the side of his pants. Out comes a singapore cane from the side of his pant leg! JJ: Oh you've gotta be kidding... Facilitator looks out towards the crowd and casually launches the cane up and over his head backwards into the ring... conveniantly into the hands of a waiting X2. JC: Oh someone's gonna get hurt! X2 catches the cane and simultaneously baseball swings it right into Knife's forehead. Knife flies back to the mat and practically doubles over himself as Incubus just falls to the side. X2 tosses the cane back to Facilitator on the outside, who catches it, twirls it around, then reconceals it in the confines of his suit and walks back over to Pettis. Pettis points to X2 who has fallen into the cover of Incubus and Nevels turns around. Nevels slides over towards the pinfall and slaps the mat... Ref Nevels: One... Two... Three! JJ: Booo! JC: Yes! Good job X2! Couldn't have done better myself! "The New Style" hits again as X2 slides out of the ring and joins Pettis and Facilitator on the outside. Each grab one of his hands and raise them in victory as they walk together up the ramp. JJ: Oh yeah, be proud. JC: Wouldn't you be? X2 won his first match back in the towers, congrats to him! WINNER OF THIS MATCH: X2 via Pinfall!!!
Fugitive vs. Myris Standard Non-Title Match Genocide by The Offspring begins to blare over the PA system as "The Original Outlaw" Fugitive walks out to a huge pop from the crowd. Fugitive walks down the ramp and down the aisle sliding into the ring. Fugitive gets on the second turnbuckle and spreads his arms in a crucifix manner and then drops down. Fugitive paces around the ring for a while when the crowd go silent in anticipation and a hushing begins. "Voices" by Disturbed slowly kicks in to tune, red and blue smoke emerges from the ringsides as Myris hauls back the entrance curtain arrogantly walking out to the stage, provoking a negative chorus of boos from the crowd. The smoke begins to clear and red and blue pyro starts to shoot up from the sides of the ramp. Myris slowly begins to walk to the ring sticking his fingers up at the fans as he passes and trash talking them. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and rolls in. He stands in the middle of the ring for a second and stares out in disgust towards the fans before climbing the turnbuckles and taunting them, he jumps back down as the lights return and "Voices" fades. Leon Tyson intervenes as the two begin to stare each other down. Leon Tyson calls for the bell and the match is underway.
JJ - Yeah…the match has started so shut up Cartwright.
Leon Tyson: One... kickout!
JC: Possibly that pin came too early in the match, only a few minutes in and Fugitive is attempting to pin Myris. JJ: Ya don't say?
JJ: Yeah, what he said….back to the action…
JJ: Well I have 20/20 vision and by the looks of it, he is attempting a pin on Fugitive. Myris rolls on top of Fugitive and goes for the cover… Leon Tyson - 1…………….2…………………KICKOUT! JC: How did Fugitive kick out of that? JJ: Like this….(Jessie raises his arm in the arm) Myris looks both exhausted
and hurt, before punching the mat hard and signaling for the end. Myris
climbs the top and stands up balancing himself before raising his arms
high in the air. Myris leaps off attempting The Sign of Trouble but
Fugitive gets his knee's up and Myris lets out a grunt and Fugitive
goes to the top now and jumps off with a corkscrew legdrop across Myris'
face and goes for the pin….
Fugitive again lifts up Myris and attempts a Kudo Driver, but Myris reverses it with German Suplex. Myris signals for the end again and lifts Fugitive on the middle turnbuckle and sits him on the top. Myris climbs up facing Fugitive whose back is to the fans, face to the ring. Myris hooks him under his arm and attempts The Seed of Evil but Fugitive hits a kidney punch and climbs on the top and shoves Myris' head between his legs and hits the Fugitive Driver off the top rope! JC: HOLY SHIT! Fugitive pins Myris…. WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Fugitive via Pinfall!!! Goldeneye vs. Eliminator Patriot Match JC: Well folks... I guess this is just a plain old match. Oh well. I just want to see a fight. JJ: A fight would be cool... but stipulations still rule. "Slamin" By Buckcherry, the theme music of the former Television Champion Goldeneye, begins to play as Goldeneye walks out onto the stage for his long awaited shot at the United States Title. JC: Didn't he win contendership like... months ago? JJ: Yeah... but staff forgot about him. Goldeneye, not feeling any love from the fans, walks down the ramp and he walks up the steps. As he steps into the ring, "Lose Yourself" by Eminem begins to play and the fans give a mixed reaction as ICW's own Eliminator walks out. JC: This guy here has been given shots at the Intercontinental Title many times over the past year. Finally he has a shot at a title he can win. JJ: How do you know he can win? JC: He's facing Goldeneye. Come on. Besides, I said he can win. I didn't say he will. You never know. Goldeneye is full of surprises. Eliminator begins to walk down the ramp as he stares into the eyes of his opponent. Goldeneye makes a mean face and then Eliminator makes a mean face. The two horrible actors begin to growl. Eliminator then laughs as he slides into the ring. He stands toe to toe with Goldeneye, but they aren't eye to eye. Eliminator is five inches taller. JJ: Can I go to sleep? JC: No. You're a professional. Act like it. JJ: Me... a professional?! Ha ha ha ha! The opening bell rings as Goldeneye punches Eliminator in the arm. Eliminator brushes it off and he slams his knee into Goldeneye's gut. Goldeneye goes down to his hands and knees, and Eliminator drops an elbow on the back of his neck. JC: Damn... Eliminator backs up to give Goldeneye a chance to get back up. As he begins to rise, Eliminator knocks him into the corner. Goldeneye, obviously frustrated, charges at him and hits a hard clothesline when Eliminator isn't paying attention. He goes for the first cover of the night, but he only gets a one count. Goldeneye lifts Eliminator off of the canvas and he sets him up for the Respecter, but Eliminator pushes him into the ropes. On his way there, Goldeneye grabs the ropes to stop himself from going back. Eliminator charges at him, but he drops down while holding the rope, sending the giant former two time Tag Team Champion over the ropes. Goldeneye then goes under the top rope and he stands on the apron. He sees Eliminator start to get up and he drops a big bionic elbow on him, knocking the big man back down. He goes over to the announcer's table and he grabs a chair. He throws it into the ring, almost hitting the Adam Brooks, who tries to get rid of it, but it permitted to when Goldeneye slides back in and he grabs it. He yells for Eliminator to get back into the ring. As he does so, from behind out of the crowd comes Nathan Gust. He grabs Goldeneye's head and he slams it hard onto the chair that he was previously holding. Brooks calls for the bell. JJ: What?! JC: You mean... Goldeneye wins?! Eliminator gets back up and he gets back into the ring. He goes to choke Nathan Gust, but he is begged to stop. Gust calls for a mic. Nathan Gust: Hold it right
there! Being that I am the Commissioner of this fine company... I am
ruling that this Gust drops the mic as he and Eliminator shake hands. He leaves the ring and walks up the stage as the fans boo him. Eliminator, seeing the opportunity, lifts Goldeneye up off of the ground. He sets him up for and perfectly delivers the Total Elimination Powerbomb right onto the chair. He covers him and holds his leg as Brooks counts. Adam Brooks: 1... 2... 3! JJ: It's over... again! Eliminator wins! Eliminator is the new SFT United States Champion! The bell sounds signifying
that the match is over. Eliminator gains the United States Title, and
Adam Brooks JJ: What the hell is Eliminator doing? JC: He's the the new United States Champion, that is his belt. Is something wrong with it, or is he going insane? Eliminator then calls over the ringside crew and they respond by tossing Eliminator a sealed black bag. Eliminator unzips the bag and pulls out another title belt. Eliminator then raises the title belt in the air to the crowd and as the camera zooms in closer, it reads: ICW United States Champion. Eliminator then calls for a mic and receives one. He begins to speak... Eliminator: First we take over your Titans and renamed it Terror. Then last night at Inferno we beat the crap out of four of your top superstars including your heart and soul in your World Heavyweight Champion Mad Dogg. And tonight we take away your United States Title. ICW is making its impact and the hostile takeover is in full swing. There is nothing to do to stop it, let alone contain it. The only thing you can do is sit back and enjoy the ride because things are about to get Ins... I'LL TAKE MY TIME ANYWHERE!!! "Wherever I May Roam" explodes into the arena and the fans erupt in cheers. JC: Ah! World champ to the rescue! JJ: Is it? Before any pyros or effects can hit Mad Dogg comes bolting out of the backstage area wearing an old XCW T-Shirt with the line through the letters, and some workout pants. JC: It is! Dogg slides under the bottom rope and before Eliminator can say another word or move fast enough Dogg scoops him up by the legs and slams him to the mat, jumping on top of him in the process. Elim's mic drops and makes a lot of static noises as Dogg begins to pummel Eliminator. Dogg stands back up and Eliminator practically hops straight to his feet. Dogg scoops up the ICW US title, and attempts to take it to Eliminator's skull. Elim ducks though, then spins Dogg around, kics him in the stomach, and positions him for the T.E. Bomb. JJ: So much for spoiling the party... Eliminator brings Dogg into the air, and is greeted by the ICW US belt! JC: Dogg hadn't dropped it! Eliminator grabs his face, dropping to his knee, and releases Dogg, who falls to his feet, runs into the ropes behind him. Dogg steps up on one of Eliminator's knees and uses it to catapult over his head into an "Over-Byte"! JJ: Awesomeness! Dogg gets back to his feet and paces around the ring while looking down at Eliminator. He begins to shout things at him while he points, then he hops onto a turnbuckle and the camera focuses on him. Dogg looks down at his shirt and points to each individual letter. Dogg then rips the XCW shirt down the middle, and throws the remains onto Eliminator's fallen body. Dogg can be heard shouting.... Mad Dogg: That's the result of f#$%ing with my home!!! Mad Dogg begins to pace around the ring again as "Wherever I May Roam" hits again and Slaughter comes to a closing. WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Eliminator via Pinfall!!! JC: Rack one up for SFT, it's only just begin! JJ: Well I'm Jessie Jobber signing off for myself and Johnny C, and I just wanna say it was f#$%ing interesting!
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