UWF 2012: Past Raw Shows & Cards

[EffectsofRaven]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

I am as we speak

Trying to get people motivated here... Some what lol.

 

[Pete]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Quick note to say that what you saw from me this week is not my best, obviously still getting used to the system.

Expect greatness.

#AlmostFamous

 

[Lewb]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Quick note to say that what you saw from me this week is not my best, obviously still getting used to the system.

Expect greatness.

#AlmostFamous

We all start somewhere. It was a good start tbf.

 

[EffectsofRaven]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Yeah it is... Only things I would say is the presentation needs a bit of work. I get it's the RP style but it's hard on the eyes for us Trash-talkers.

Try centering the bastard and possibly make the color scheme a bit less lively and it will be so much easier to read and judge sometimes .

 

[rawisrey]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

EveReyone starts somewhere, if you want to feel better here is my start as Kane, Full trash talk btw:

"Now iam out here to issue a challenge to a champion who is holding a title that i have had before. now Edge I dont like you, and now I want your title. so come out here and accept my challenge Edge because the sooner i get my title hehe the sooner your Pain will end heheahahHAHA"

Sandow would be besmirched with my vernacular, and Rhodes would be ashamed of my attempt of being scary.

 

[Lewb]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Fair play to you Rey..... You've gone back the proverbial countRey mile!

 

[TheOneKnownAsFetter]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Like I said in my message to you Pete, do those things and it'll be cleaner.

 

[Pete]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Besmirched indeed

Thank you guys for the feedback. Have kept it all in mind for next week! Funny how within the same sort of creative writing there can be the "RP style" and the "TT style" and they can be so radically different from one another...

Re: colour scheme, what do you suggest? Just the dialogue in colour? If so, then that's great, it's actually much easier for me...

 

[TheOneKnownAsFetter]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Card

Well choose a color you think fits your character best, and I would use that color such as when you're character is speaking. If you want to do a little commentary from the guys at the announcer's booth then you would pick a new color for them. If you're doing such things like "the crowd is crazy" ect you can italicize that and leave it the normal color of just black, same with your intro ect.

 

[Cwalker]

UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Edition

Tuesday July 3rd, 2012

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The pyro to kick off the show explodes throughout the arena as the excited UWF Universe jump to their feet and cheer for the start of the show. The arena is packed to the rafters as many fans have brought along various types of signs. The cameras spin around the UWF arena showing a jammed pack arena, then go down to Michael Cole and Booker T!

Michael Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to UWF Tuesday Night Raw, live from Miami, Flordia! Tonight we have an unbelivable main event for you. The New World Order will take on its two biggest adversaries in Stone Cold Steve Austin and Austin Aries in a tag match with huge Great American Bash implications.​

Booker T: That's not all Cole. Tonight, Robert Roode nakes his UWF debut aganist Mister Anderson. But right now, I'm told we're gonna here from my dawg Chris Jericho.​

Cole: That's right. Chris Jericho hasn't been seen since Christian took him out in a disgusting act at Starrcade. Many have wondered when we're going to see Y2J back in action.

Break the Walls down!

fans go wild and crazy for Chris Jericho and Jericho makes his way to the ring wearing a suit. Jericho does not look ina good mood as he has one focus and that is heading to the ring

Jericho goes and he makes his way to the ring and walk in. Jericho goes and he enters the ring the fans chanting "Y2J", Jericho goes and he awaits where the fans are just going crazy. Jericho begins to speak on the microphone

Chris Jericho: Thank you ladies and gentlemen, it truly is an honor being here in front of you guys. As you know two weeks ago at Starrcade I was viciously attacked by my former friend turned rival Christian, and in that attack he gave me a serious concussion. A concussion that will keep me out of action for a while, well during last weeks Raw as I watched my rival win his way into a world title match I was sitting there and wondering. What in the hell have I done here in the UWF? You know I came into this business dressed in a suit like I am wearing now, and vouched to win the UWF world title. I end up losing that match, and a few months later I am fired. Fired gone, and never to be heard from until I came back. Once again I was wearing a suit. I thought it would be fun to play some mind games. Talk about how I hate these fans, mess with my opponents heads like I normally do. I was doing alright, I found myself in the moment. It looked like I could become the undisputed champion... I promised you all that I would win the title, and yet once again I failed. Than out come the NWO.

fans give a mix reaction, some cheering, and some booing on what Jericho said. Jericho goes and he begins to speak again

Chris Jericho: At first I was going to sit on the sideline, and not get involved. Than that faithful Monday night Raw, when I saw my former friend turn rival join them, and I just so happen got put in a match with him the next week. I had no choice. After the way I saw the NWO change him and turned him into a parasite I knew there was something wrong. I knew something was up from the start and I tried to stop it, I started to give me the name of the savior. The name of something bigger than I actually am, because the NWO. I did not start a fight with them for my own benefit, no I only started a fight with them too end what happened in WCW. If you were there at the time, for you the viewers on TV it was cool and it was fun to watch, but for us backstage it was a living hell. The NWO had a tight grip on the GM's and the owners. They had them by the rope, I know right now GM Theodore Long has been laying down the law, but soon enough it will happen. It will happen where Teddy will have to listen, Teddy will have to obey the NWO, because he will know it is best for business.

See the NWO what makes them so great is that they are not only a cancer behind the scenes, but the fact people want to tune in too see what are they going to do next. That is what made the NWO well known, because of the unpredictability that they can create here live on TV. Although for all viewers at home whether they are enjoying it or not, although it makes entertaining TV... It hurts many careers in the process. Right now the NWO it is small, but soon it will grow the cancer will spread and it will make sure that they rule the UWF with an iron fist. So I wanted to stop it... I wanted to stop the madness yet I failed. I failed too stop the madness and it soon it will spread. I was thinking to myself what if I got caught with the madness of wanting to stop them... well it turns out maybe I have.

I am done explaining everything, in every little detail possible. This whole idea of being a savior it is done. This whole idea of not wanting the NWO take is over is done... you see the thing is I Chris Jericho after twenty-two long years in this industry is officially retiring today.

Fans are in shock as Jericho goes and he begins to speak

Chris Jericho: I'm not retiring because I'm running scared. I'm retiring because I know I'm washed up. I can't seem to keep up anymore, and this concussion is serious than we all thought. I thought it would be two weeks bam here is the doctor note and back to work. Turns out that is not the case. Look guys I know it feels like I am letting you down, but do not feel that way. Do not feel like I am letting you down, understand that I am doing this because it is what's best for the company. I don't want me to get in the way of other people, I am turning 40 years old soon and with age comes fear. Fear of wondering how long I will be able to perform on this level. I mean I do not want to be like Ric Flair, and there are many other young sprouts entering this game. It is is just I am not as young as I use too being so behind you know? So I would like to thank you all for my entire career. Whether you guys loved more hate me, you made the ride great thank you everyone.

Jericho is about to leave as the fans are chanting "thank you Jericho too him" Jericho stays in the ring until the moment becomes too much and he leaves the ring. Jericho leaves and heads up the ramp, waving goodbye for the final time. Jericho heads to the back as Raw goes to its first commercial.


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AJ in a bikini? YES! YES! YES!

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Cole: We are back live on RAW as our next bout is looking to prove why RAW will always showcase the best tag teams heading into the bash! Both of these teams will be looking for momentum heading into the PPV to claim the title of being the UFW's debut Tag Team Champions!

Roberts:The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the opportunity to represent RAW at the Great American Bash for the UWF World Tag Team Championship!. Introducing first, from Blackpool, England, weighing in at 246 pounds; William Regal!

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The theme music of "Sir" William Regal starts to play and the fans begin to boo the Englishmen. Regal walks out onto the stage with his trademark grimace on his face. Regal looks disgusted with the fans that surround him as he makes his way down the ramp. Regal soon enters the ring and stretches himself out, preparing for his upcoming match.​

Roberts: And his partner!​

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'24:7' by Dale Oliver hits the PA system and before too long Shark Boy emerges from behind the curtain to a raptuous occassion, the former UCW Hardcore Champion wastes no time in walking down the ramp, his head bobbing, mouthing off to everybody and everything. He walks up the ring steps and through the ropes into the ring where he walks straight past his opponents and heads to the top rope to throw his fists in the air and shoot out his signature 'Fin Salute'. Shark Boy does this on all four ring corners before stepping down and grabbing a microphone. Shark Boy wastes no time in composing himself, he just starts speaking. The crowd chant what with every word.​

Roberts: Now Their Opponents! The team of Justin Gabriel and Evan Bourne, Almost Famous!​

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The two small, high-flying superstars step out onto the stage, to an approving reaction from a select portion of the crowd. Despite the less than enthusiastic stance of the remainder of the fans, the duo still takes time to wave and smile, looking stoked ust to be there. They slide in the ring as their opponents stare them down, as they build the crowd up before removing their jackets. Their music fades from the PA as it's looking like Regal and Bourne will start this match out. The bell rings and this one is underway!

The two meet up in the ring as Regal is at a definite weight advantage, and uses it to his advantage driving Bourne down hard to the mat quickly with a shoulder. He smirks taunting the crowd, toying with Bourne for a second before continuing the attack with swift kicks to the chest. Bourne slowly but surely is to his feet using the ropes, but Regal answers with another hard shoulder, that sends Bourne to the outside for a breather.​

Cole:​

Evan Bourne has to find a way to counter Regal's size or this one may be over early.​

The crowd answers with a chorus of boos, as Bourne takes his time sliding back into the ring as the ref is at a six count.​

Regal with the charge, but Bourne counters with a dropkick to the knees of Regal bringing him down to one knee. Bourne follows it with a couple swift kicks to Regal's chest, before bouncing off the ropes and connecting with a missile drop kick sending Regal down. Bourne covers for the first time in this match up.

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No Regal kicks out!

Bourne is back to his feet staying on Regal before he catches his breath. Bourne with the stretch out on Regal, pulling his arms back with his knee in his back. Regal grimaces in pain, as he draws his arms down slowly, breaking the hold of Bourne. Both men are to their feet, Bourne grabs Regal's arm and goes for a whip to the ropes, Regal drops his foot down with his weight, stopping the attempt. Regal counters with a whip of his own, sending Bourne right into his knee.​

Booker T: What a powerful move from Regal!​

Regal goes for the the cover

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No Somehow Bourne gets his shoulder up!

Cole: What will by Bourne in this matchup. This team really wants to represent RAW.

Regal is to his feet, delivering a couple kicks to Bourne's head as he tags Shark Boy in. The crowd explodes.

Bourne makes it to his feet as Shark Boy connects with a flying clothesline. Bourne to his feet again and once again taken down with a missile dropkick.

Cole: The team of Regal and Shark Boy are doing a great job of keeping Bourne isolated from his partner

Shark Boy salutes the crowd, as he pulls Bourne to his feet. He connects with a swift kick in the gut of Bourne, following it up with a DDT. Justin Gabriel is chomping at the bit to get in this match on the apron, as the crowd are willing Bourne for a tag. Bourne slowly crawls towards his corner, but Shark Boy is quick to cut him off with a elbow to the back of his head. Shark Boy drags him to the middle of the ring, but Bourne counters with a kick to the face of Shark Boy, hobbling to his corner and finally making the tag to his partner.

The crowd explodes as Justin Gabriel launches himself into the ring and right at Shark Boy​

Booker T: There's the tag!​

A huge discus elbow to Shark Boy sending him down to the mat, he's quickly back to his feet as Gabriel nails the hurricarana. Regal through the middle ropes, but Gabriel sends him out the other side as he's pumped up, the crowd is hyped up. Shark Boy is laid out as Gabriel makes his way top rope. Shark Boy slowly to his feet as Gabriel comes off the top with a huge cross body that connects. Gabriel for the cover!

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Shark Boy gets his shoulder up as this match continues!

Gabriel pulls Shark Boy up to his feet and grabs him by the shoulders, sending him through the ropes into Regal whose still shaky on the outside. Gabriel looks out at the crowd as Bourne joins him in ring. They look at each other and smirk, before bouncing off the adjacent ropes and going up and over with a planacha senton on both Regal and Shark Boy. All four men are laid out on the outside!

Cole: What a move from this young and talented tag team!

The ref begins a count as both Gabriel and Shark Boy pull themselves up and roll themselves into the ring. They use the ropes to get themselves upright, as Gabriel throws a left, that Shark Boy blocks. Shark connects with a left, then another right as Gabriel is reeling. Shark Boy with the kick the gut. He hits the Chummer!​

Booker T: There's the Chummer! This one's over!​

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NO! Somehow Gabriel kicks out!

Gabriel holds his head as he may be concussed, Shark Boy makes the tag to Regal. Regal drops a couple knees down on Gabriel's head, as he's taking advantage of a shaken Gabriel. Gabriel is down on one knee as Regal sizes him up, he drops back off the ropes and connects with the Knee Trembler!​

Cole: There's no way Gabriel can kick out of this one, we got our team for The Great American Bash!​

Regal smirks, taunting the fans as he drops down for the cover.

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NO Bourne in for the save!

Shark Boy is up on the apron, calling for the ref to get Bourne out of the ring distracting the ref from what's going on in the ring. Bourne connects with a enzurguri on Regal, falling back pushing the ref into Shark Boy as he crashes down to the pavement. The ref is out as is Regal, as Gabriel makes his way back to his feet. Gabriel and Bourne glances down at Regal, then to each other, then finally out to the crowd. They smirk again as the wheels are turning. They go to adjacent turnbuckles, climbing to the top rope. Bourne comes off the first and connects with Air Bourne!​

Booker T: Air Bourne from Evan Bourne!​

Justin Gabriel follows suit with the 450 splash!​

Cole: This could be it, but the ref is out of it. We need a new ref down here!​

Bourne is shaking the ref, trying desperately to get them to regain consciousness. The ref is slowly coming around, as Bourne slides out of the ring, and Gabriel barely gets his arm over Regal, the ref begins a slow drawn out count.

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NO! Shark Boy somehow got Regal's foot on the rope as the ref waves off the count and points to the foot on the rope. Bourne and Gabriel are besides themself, as they have to figure out a new tactic to advance to The Great American Bash.

Cole: It doesn't matter who wins this match King, RAW has the match at the Pay Per View in the bag! What a match!​

Both men are laid out in the middle of the ring as both of their partner's anxiously await on the ring apron, hands extended looking for a tag. Justin Gabriel is first to his feet, making the tag to Bourne. Regal just crawls over and makes the tag to Shark Boy as we got fresh new legs in this bout. They're exchanging lefts and rights as both men are looking to win this match for their team, and seal their road to The Great American Bash and the history books. Shark Boy finally gets the advantage with a huge left that sends Justin Gabriel bouncing off the ropes, Shark Boy hits another missile dropkick, bringing Gabriel down. He covers!


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Gabriel just gets the shoulder up at the 2 3/4th mark saving this match for their team

The crowd begins a "This is Awesome" chant as all four men have gave it their all tonight to bring home a victory.​

Shark Boy drags Gabriel off, and sends him off the ropes again dropping his head down for a back body drop. Gabriel counters with a kick to the head of Sharkboy, before grabbing his arm and sending him off the ropes. Gabriel connects with a HUGE spinebuster and goes for the pin.

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Shark Boy kicks out.

Gabriel is besides himself as he has thrown everything at Shark Boy, but still can't get the pin. He slaps the mat a few times before declaring to the fans that this one is OVER. He grabs Shark Boy by the mask, dragging him to his feet. Pointing in his face Gabriel tells Shark Boy exactly what he's told these fans, and goes for another huge right. Shark Boy connects and gets the kick to the gut. CHUMMER!

Booker T: The Chummer out of No Where! Shark Boy with the pin!


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Shark Boy has done it!


Roberts: Here is your winners, and representing RAW at the Great American Bash, the team of Shark Boy and William Regal!

Cole: This is what's representing Raw at The Great American Bash? A man in a shark suit?

Shark Boy and Regal leave the ring and head up the ramp as Raw heads backstage.

Cody Rhodes is shown backstage, speaking to himself.

Cody Rhodes: Whooooa Oh…

Cody notices the camera and addresses it by beginning to speak.

April 24th 2012, do any of you know the significance of this date? Some of you may remember this as the day UWF Raw got its new beginning; I however remember this date for a completely unrelated reason. Every week the people in charge they post up an outline, in said outline are the match listing and who gets time to speak. The Last time Cody Rhodes was given, I repeat, Given time to speak was April 24th 2012. And now after given this time Mr. Theodore Long sent someone to tell me that he’ll give me a camera and a microphone, I can’t be interviewed because of what I’ve done in the past to interviewers and to record it early so he just puts it on the show and I don’t even have to show up to Raw. Apparently when given the night off he wanted to make sure I stayed off, as the last time I had the night off I gave Brock Lesnar a concussion. I however did not show up until tonight where I informed the camera crew to come to me whenever I am to be on the show,

*Rhodes eyes suddenly chance focus looking off towards the distance singing to himself in a low slow toned voice*

Can’t take it anymore…I’ve heard it all before…

*Rhodes suddenly turns his head back to the camera*

I found something very amusing…Tonight the man who has defeated every single person of the UWF Championship match is not on the card…and yet Randy Orton and Christian are…And Randy Orton…he said something interesting. When talking about this night and his match tonight he said “Tonight the New World Order Era officially beginsâ€â€¦So it did not begin when I became United States champion, it did not begin when I joined, no it begins on the night I Am not even on the DAMN CARD!...

*Rhodes puts his hand on his face calming himself down singing to himself once again slowly and unenthusiastically.

I think the whole world knows…it’s time for you to go…

I’ve been…Betrayed a lot in my young career, I’ve had people back here tell me they had my best interest at heart. I had Mr. McMahon tell me he was going to take care of me on Raw and he lied, so I left him laid out in the middle of the ring, The Rock when he was general manager said if I kept doing what I did in the ring he’d make sure Dashing Cody Rhodes would be taken care of…he lied so I made sure he was face down in the ring. People who betray me, they end up hurt, I know Randy and Christian won’t betray me…no Christian isn’t taking my shot at the world title…Randy Orton doesn’t think himself our leader he knows we’re all equals...yeah they aren’t trying to use me like They have…This is Longs fault he made the card he’s the reason the nWo has the main event match yet I’m not on the card…yeah that’s it…

Rhodes turns his head slowly away from the camera as if drifting off, speaking through his teeth to where you barely hear him clearly not saying it for the people to hear rather for himself.

But you can’t read the signs…I guess you can’t tell time.

And this past month alone, I’ve had a lot of people talking about Cody Rhodes. In fact on this past Smackdown Dean Ambrose seemed it necessary to bring me up, which I found funny since he mentioned me not being able to keep my title even though I was injured at the time, while he lost his and only has it today because just like with me the people in charge screwed my old acquaintance Ted DiBiase. I however think Mr. Ambrose felt safe on a whole other brand, which is why he chose to bring me up…All I really have to say to him is that last time I was on Smackdown the only champion of the brand was being taken away on a stretcher thanks to me…I’d have no problem ruining Smackdowns so called champion once again…that said that title I took was the one I wear around my own waist. One Teddy long desperately, desperately wants off of me. Tonight he’s thought of putting CM Punk who everyone thought was just “that†close to beating me, and Matt Morgan who has now a Hardcore lineage to him against one another to find me a suitable challenge. I’ve beaten over-sized monsters into the hospital before, and I’ve beaten self-proclaimed "Best in the World"s before, two of them in fact. So at the Great American Bash all I can really look forward too, is another opportunity to add to my list…two pay per views in a row saw my opponents sent to the hospital and whether it be Matt Morgan or CM Punk I just can’t wait to send visitors to my other two opponents. You know…

*Rhodes looks up into the light*

When normal, hideous people such as you watching want to have fun…you often pay money to go to an amusement park or see a movie…that’s how you have fun. I find myself sometimes having to pay for my fun too, the difference is mine comes in the form of fines…and yet at the end of the day it all seems worth it. It of course depends on just who it is I hurt, sometimes I can hurt people in matches and I don’t get fined. Sometimes I hurt wrestlers backstage and I do get fined, if I hurt announcers, that’s a bigger fine. I wonder.


*Rhodes looks into the camera*

I wonder how much a cameraman is worth…

*Rhodes suddenly jolts forward kicking the camera guy in the sternum before he even reacts, the camera falls to the floor lens first cracking the lense. In the background you hear what sounds like metal poles being hit and being caused to drop to the floor, after some silence you hear Rhodes singing to himself once again off camera*

I promise you can’t stay…I’ll make you go away…

*The camera starts moving being picked up off the floor and pointed up showing Rhodes holding it up with his left hand pointing it on himself*

Now wasn’t that…fun…heh heh…haha…hahahah

*Rhodes begins laughing, lowering the camera as he does, dropping it to the ground as you see his legs walking away from the scene.*​

As fans are still pumped up from the Raw action they've seen thus far, and are just as jacked up with anticipation for the action to come, the camera pans backstage where none other than the UWF Champion, Stone Cold Steve Austin, is seen walking down one of the backstage hallways, the crowd changing their tone from one of pleased excitement to disgusted displeasure as the Rattlesnake appears on the screen. Their tone changes again as Austin is stopped by someone.

Michael Cole: It's Mr. McMahon!

Booker T: Oh my goodness!

Vince McMahon: Hold it right there, Austin, I need to talk to you. March 18th, that's when you officially turned on these fans. John Cena no-showed the build to your Wrestlemania match, and you decided that was the last straw. Since then, you've gotten increasingly more arrogant, disrespectful, and volatile. And last week, you put your hands on a non-wrestler. I've watched all I can watch and have heard all I can hear, Steve, so now there's three words you're going to hear.

Austin puts up his hand to cut Vince off, something that doesn't make Mr. McMahon very happy.

Stone Cold: You can't be serious, Vince. Do you really want to make that mistake? Do you really want to make that decision? This isn't Turbulence where creative has me tagging with a damn sperm, son, I'm the champion around here. Just like Dubya Dubya E, I'm the biggest star you've got. Merchandising sales? You can thank me for that. Ticket sales? That's all me too, Vince. Point to anything you get revenue from and it can be traced back ta' me. Ratings, pay-per-view buys, everything. They put money in your hand and pocket ta' see me, they put their asses in those seats ta' watch me wrestle and hear what I have ta' say, they buy food and drink at the concession stand because they think that's what I eat, and they use the bathrooms in this joint because of the hope that maybe, just maybe, they're pissing where I pissed or sitting on a seat that I sat on. If you wanna send all yer talent back to the unemployment line, be my guest, because if you fire me that's exactly where they're going, because without Stone Cold Steve Austin, there is no You Dubya Eff.

I make Raw watchable, and the interest that I created on Raw is what beget Smackdown, and the existence of Smackdown is why Starrcade had a larger card and you were given a Supershow five days later. That's the domino effect I create, Vince, and I love it, because it's not people making money off of me, it's people making money because of me. I hold this entire company's fate in my hands, and if you fire me I'll drop it, and it'll be gone forever. Stone Cold doesn't need you, you need him. Understand? Now that I've put it to ya that way, whaddya got ta' say now?

Vince goes to respond but Austin cuts him off again.

It's a rhetorical question. You're stupid, but yer not that stupid. As damn senile and indecisive as you're known for bein', even if you wanted to fire me and did, I'd be back on payroll before I could even throw this title at ya. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a promo ta' cut.

Austin brushes past Vince as the camera returns to the inside of the arena, watching the stage, when suddenly the titantron lights up.

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"Badass" by Saliva begins to play over the PA system, sending the fans in attendance into an uproar as they give the Texas Rattlesnake a negative reaction. As they voice their disdain, through the curtain he walks, with his championship belt in tow. Austin makes his way down the ramp quickly, eyeing the ring with a purpose, as he arrives at the steel steps and walks up them, then turning and walking along the apron before stepping through the ropes. Austin walks over to the opposite ropes and motions to the ringside official for a microphone, and is granted one. Austin turns and walks towards the middle of the ring as his music cuts off, making the reaction of the crowd more audible.

Stone Cold: Ya know what, I don't feel like holdin' my microphone this week.

Austin turns his attention to the commentary table.

Cole, get yer ass over here.

Booker T: Aww, don't do it, Cole. That Rattlesnake can't be trusted!

Cole, not wanting to make Stone Cold angry and end up like Jerry Lawler, gets up and removes his headset, making his way to the ring and entering it. Austin slams his microphone to Michael's chest, telling him to hold it.

Now, for those of you that think I was standin' up for Smackdown just now, I pose the question just how fatally are you lacking in the mental department? For those of you that didn't hear me in the past, I don't give a damn about Smackdown, they never did a thing for Stone Cold except screw him over every chance they got and hold him down. Do you think it's a coincidence that after two years of no luck in the title department, as soon as I finally appear on Raw, it only takes me two months to win the championship? So not only did they criminally underutilize the biggest star in the business, but here's some more reasons why they suck, starting with last week's sorry excuse for a show. They encounter a few snowflakes, and half of their so-called talent are too scared to find the means to travel to the arena and do their damn job! As a result, they're Wild Douches, excuse me Wild Deuces, tournament gets all f****d up and they feed a watered down version of one of the most legendary tag teams of all time to the star of the straight to dee vee dee release of Brokeback Mountain 2 to Deacon Leviathan, or whatever his gimmick is.

And on commentary they've got a damn hasbeen like Roddy Piper pissing and moaning because his brand is being represented by a turtle with cannons stickin' out of his shell. Trust me son, Smackdown's got bigger problems than that, and Chris Dresden's one of the worst wrestling journalists You Dubya Eff coulda hired anyway, so you shouldn't be surprised that he someone makes a corrolation between a children's animated series and your shitty brand. But it couldn't stop there, could it, you had ta' hire another journalist that passes himself off as an inside guy, an effective thinker, as he dubs himself. As far as I'm concerned, unless it's getting cancelled, I don't give a leprechaun's stubby shillelaigh what's next for Smackdown. Another reason Smackdown sucks is who they've got at the helm, I figured after I beat yer ass in that Texas Deathmatch, we'd never have ta' see yer face again, Desmond. But since yer back, tell me why the hell yer Cuban on the radio but English any time a You Dubya Eff microphone or camera's put in front of ya. Too much McGuinness?

Let's not forget how desperate they are ta' make people care about the World Heavyweight Championship. Last month it was a two out of three falls garbage match, this month it's a clusterf**k. Dean Ambrose, Ted DiBiase who held it for like ten seconds, Meth Hardy, David the Bicep Tear, the tax collector's son, and the man that's yet ta' get it done on pay-per-view since rollin' in ta' this joint. That's a main event if I ever saw one! I mean yeah you've got the greatest commentator of all time at the booth, but not even he can make the show better, so I'm chalking him up as something that sucks about Smackdown too. As for this huge debut that everyone's been talking about, yer just tryna' polish a turd at this point, Wolfe. Even the See Oh Oh of this damn company said f**k it and took off.

Another reason Smackdown sucks, lastly and most importantly, is they don't have Stone Cold Steve Austin. Raw does, which is why it's watchable, and that's the only reason. And a lot of you smart mark fans would disagree what with the grand influx of new talent we've acquired, but my response to that is shove your opinion and, what talent? Eddie Guerrero was impressive back in You See Dubya, he was even impressive in See Dubya Eff when he ran around with Are Truth and Jesse Ventura calling themselves R.E.M.E.D.Y., and it takes a tough sumbitch ta' compete in the type of Empty Arena match he competed in, but this Eddie Guerrero? He's another Ken Anderson, from what I can tell, just another no-show artist.

"What about Bully Ray, Stone Cold, he's a badass." No, stupid fan, I'm a badass, don't you listen to my theme music? Bully Ray is a fatass, and if he's got any plans of tryna' swing the same kendo stick at me that he swung at Barrett, I'm gonna make him feel like he's back in the bingo hall. By the way, so long, Wade, you and Claudio. Scott Ian, I mean Christopher Daniels, his best shot of going anywhere in You Dubya Eff is by tryna' get the band back together with See Em Punk. The team of Evan Bourne and Justin Gabriel, Almost Famous? Well, ya got that right, "almost". Shark Boy? I extend the same invitation ta' you that I extended ta' Aries, anytime you wanna get yer ass kicked I'd be more than happy ta' do it, minus the title shot.

Ric Flair and Dolph Ziggler? Ziggler's never beaten me and Ric Flair's too damn old ta' try. But there is one I'm overlooking, isn't there? The prim and proper, suit rocking sumbitch that carries around a championship title that isn't even recognized in this company, the In Dubya Aye World Heavyweight Champion Robert Roode. I'd be careful mixing it up with Em Vee Pea, cuz if ya beat him ya might catch a case of the Andersons and quit showing up ta' work.

Like I said, what talent? It's just garbage being brought in where there's already trash ta' make a bigger pile of waste, where you can find the likes of Randy Orton and Christian, my opponents tonight. Boys, this is just the sampler, the full course is comin' at the pay-per-view, the night that I continue my reign and Aries puts Orton on the shelf. And then, Aries, you can have your rematch. But like I warned ya before, you better keep your fists flying at the In Dubya Oh until then, or I will make sure that rematch never comes.

Because I do what I want, I say what I want, and most importantly, I get what I want. No one is going to stand in the way of me being privileged any of those things, and when they try, well, you saw what happened to Lawler. But for the benefit of those who didn't...

Austin kicks Michael Cole in the gut and delivers a Stone Cold Stunner. As Michael goes down, the crowd actually boos as Austin grabs his championship and exits the ring, heading up the ramp to the back. This is where Raw heads to another commerical.​

Cole: Welcome back to Raw. I'm Michael Cole, and unlike Jerry Lawler, I will be able to continue doing my job although I was brutally assualted because that's just the professionial I am.

Booker T: What a night we've had so far, and it's about to get better. Two men that are debuting this week will face each other in the ring. Who will have a debut dreamed of, and who will find their welcoming to this company fall short? We go ringside.

Roberts:The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from El Paso Texas, standing 5'8 weighing in at 228 pounds;Eddie Guerrero!

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Eddie emerges from the side of the entrance ramp in a classic low rider, a cheesy grin across his face as the crowd is loud throughout the arena. He stops at the end of the ramp, using the hydraulics to raise the suspension up and down, before exiting. He climbs the steel steps and enters the ring, climbing all four turnbuckles slapping his chest, as the chants of Eddie! Eddie! Eddie! rings out throughout the arena. He jumps down as his music fades away.

Roberts: And his Opponent!

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Roberts: Standing 6'0 weighing in at 224 pounds, from The City of Angels; Christopher Daniels!

As the Fallen Angel’s music plays throughout the arena, the crowd is instantly on their feet. Christopher Daniels was caught off guard by this. Given all he had done in TNA to some top faces, most people had given him much heat. But now he was nearly being praised. He felt slightly bad that he had to pop their bubble. As he made his way down to the ring, he made no attempt to interact with the crowd. Walking down he simply just stared ahead, more focused on his task at hand. He enters the ring, throwing off the cape of his hoodie, throwing both hands up as the crowd still for some reason cheers him. His music fades out as the ref calls for the bell, and this matchup is about to be under way.

Cole: Here we go. Eddie Guerrero versus Christopher Daniels, a great match up indeed

Both men take center stage as they lockup, testing and feeling each other out before breaking again. Eddie rushes in for a huge kick to the gut of Daniels, who is bent over in pain. He follows with a couple of clubbing blows to the back that temporarily down Daniels. He kicks the legs a couple times, before bringing Daniels back to his feet, who answers with a quick thumb to the eye of Guerrero. Daniels delivers a couple of stiff elbows, and follows with drop toe hold that brings Guerrero down, then with a elbow to the back. He turns Guerrero over and goes for a quick cover.

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But Guerrero kicks out!

Booker T: A very technical and precise match so far.

Daniels stays on him with a arm lock, wrenching Guerrero's arm back, he rivets in pain. The fans are trying to get Eddie back in this match, who brings himself to one knee. He hits Daniels in the stomach, and follows with another that causes Daniel's to release the hold. Eddie with a quick missile drop kick that brings Daniels down and Eddie goes for the cover.

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Daniels has the awareness to get his shoulder up as this match continues.

Eddie argues with the ref that it's a three count, but turns his attention back to Daniels, who is using the ropes to get feet bound

Eddie proceeds after Daniels, who swiftly spring boards off the ropes and hits Eddie with a spinning elbow. The crowd explodes for the move. Daniels follows with another middle rope moonsault that connects with the chest of Guerrero. He goes for the cover.


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No Eddie kicks out again

Cole: Guerrero is a legend of this business, it'll take more to put him away

Daniels drags Eddie to his feet, and hits him with a couple swift elbows and bounces him off the ropes. Eddie returns and falls right into a sit down powerbomb.
Daniels glances to the turnbuckle, the fans already knows what's coming. He proceeds to the top rope, back turned to Eddie. He comes off the top rope looking for the BME but Guerrero rolls out just in time, Daniels eats nothing but mat.

Booker T: Vintage Eddie Guerrero! Playing possum and luring Daniel's into a dangerous situation.

Daniels holds his stomach in pain, as Guerrero enters the ring smirking. He delivers a couple of swift kicks to the already injured abdomen of Daniels, stalking like a predator. He drags him back to his feet and locks in the headlock. ONE SUPLEX. A SECOND SUPLEX.A THIRD SUPLEX. The Three Amigos!

Cole: Eddie is in prime shape, some more vintage Eddie Guerrero with the three amigos!

Eddie climbs the turnbuckle and balances himself on the top rope.

Booker T: Looks like Eddie may be looking to finish this one off early

Eddie connects with the frog splash, quickly covering for the pin.


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NO! Somehow Daniels survives!

Cole: Pure determination from the Fallen Angel Book, he wants this.

Eddie begins to become frustrated as he again argues with the ref. Daniels with a school boy on Eddie trying to steal this one.

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NO Eddie kicks out and is quickly to his feet, running right into a missile drop kick from Daniels.

Daniels is still feeling the effects of the frog splash in his abdomen, but he's still fighting as he delivers a couple of quick kicks to the gut of Guerrero, driving him into a turnbuckle. He climbs the turnbuckle himself, driving his fist into Eddie's head as the crowd chants along.


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Eddie staggers forward, right into a scoop slam from Daniels. He's feeling it now, as he climbs the turnbuckle one more time. He steadys himself back to Guerrero, jumping twice and coming off the ropes with a BME that connects! He gets a arm over for the pin.


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NO! Shoulder is up and the ref slaps his hands signifying that this match will continue.

Booker T: How did he quick out of that???

Daniel's brings his arms up in a X and brings them out, ready to end this match as Eddie is back to his feet. He turns around right into a kick to the gut from Daniel's who sets up and connects with The Angel's Wings. Eddie is laid out but Daniel's doesn't follow with a cover, but instead grabs Eddie by the hair, and slowly drags him up, staring him face to face. Daniels turns him facing outward from him and connects with a STO, Followed by the Koji Clutch! Eddie is fighting to breath as Daniels has the choke on tight, wrenching the air out of his lungs. Eddie is fading quick as he tries to inch and crawl to the ropes, just hoping to get a hold of them to break this choke. He's almost to the ropes, inching and clawing, but Daniel's quickly rolls him over with the move still intact leaving Eddie in the middle of the ring. Eddie finally has no choice but to tap.


Roberts: Here is your winner by submission, The Fallen Angel Christopher Daniels!

Daniel rolls out of the ring and the referee follows suit. The ref lifts Daniels' arm in victory as The fallen Angel amkes his way up the ramp and Raw heads backstage again.

We move backstage and are immediately met with a shot of two popular legends of the wrestling business, standing backstage, having a chat and catching up. It's Edge and Trish Stratus, which causes the crowd to instantly burst into cheers at their sight, but the reaction quickly changes when the duo notice somebody step into the camera's view.

It's Christian, and judging by the look on his face he seems less than impressed to see either of them. Christian hardly even notices the beautiful Trish Stratus as his eyes are firmly fixed on his former tag team partner and best friend, Edge. The two have a brief but chequered UWF history, and Trish quickly senses the tension and acts.

Trish Stratus: Edge I'll, uh... I'll talk to you later.

Trish leaves the scene as Edge turns his body and faces Christian, meeting his gaze.

Edge: I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm here to visit a couple of friends and leave quietly. Is that okay with you?

Christian hasn't taken his eyes off Edge, when out of nowhere a smile creeps across his face.

Christian: That's fine by me, but I wasn't here to cause any trouble either. I was just walking by, getting ready for my match tonight, when I saw you talking to Trish and thought I'd come see how you're doing. That's just the guy I am, Edge, I like to check up on how my friends are, but that's something you're clearly NOT doing if not even your best friend knew you were coming tonight.

Edge: My... my best friend? Have you forgotten what you did to me? How about I give you a history lesson, huh Christian? Raw, June 5th, I lost to Randy Orton in the main event, but that wasn't enough for the New World Order, was it? I was exhausted, I was beaten, but you used me for your own sick gain! You, my so-called best friend, picked me up off the mat and threw me to the wolves, helping Cody Rhodes hit the Cross Rhodes on me just so you and Randy Orton could announce him as the newest member to your band of misfits. As far as I'm concerned, Christian, I don't know you and I don't want to know you, so we're done here.

Edge attempts to leave, but Christian grabs his arm and pulls him back.

Christian: Look, I just want to apologise. I just want to apologise to you... for forgetting all about that. I'm sorry, I've just been a little busy beating the likes of Wade Barrett, Antonio Cesaro and Chris Jericho for a second time, so I'm afraid that just completely slipped my mind... but if I've gotten over it, so can you. I mean I've moved on to bigger and better things, as I'm sure you've already heard? It's good news.

Edge: No, I haven't heard it. I haven't watched Raw since I left the company three weeks ago.

Christian: That's okay, I wanted to be the first person to tell you anyway. See as of last Tuesday night's Raw, where I pinned the UWF Champion Steve Austin, as per the stipulation Teddy Long added to the match at the start of the show, which, by the way, is the best decision he has ever made... I'm competing for the UWF Championship at The Great American Bash. How about that?

Christian smiles again and is very proud of his title shot.

Edge: Yeah... great... congratulations.

Edge attempts to leave once more, but Christian again grabs his arm and pulls him back, which irritates Edge.

Christian: You know I can read you like a book, Adam, and from what I can tell you didn't mean what you just said. Really think about this - I have finally been given what I deserve. I have asked and asked for one... more... World Championship match, something Teddy Long has denied me for so long, and now I finally have it. I finally have my shot at the UWF Championship, an opportunity that I'm not letting slip through my fingers. I will do anything to become UWF Champion, but I'll do it on my own terms. I don't need Randy or Cody to help me become champion...

Edge: Let me guess, you'll do it all by yourself, huh? Fine, you do that, but just know that nobody gives a crap. Nobody gives a crap if you win your match tonight, nobody gives a crap if you win your match next week, and nobody gives a crap about you becoming UWF Champion... if you even do.

Christian: Are you questioning my undefeated streak? Are you questioning my abilities, my talent...

Edge: Yeah, I am!

The former best friends are locked in a tense stare down. Edge's words clearly infuriated Christian, who begins to walk away. He throws his arms up in frustration.

Christian: Big mistake.

Christian continues to walk backwards away from Edge, not bothering to teach him a lesson there and then. Edge watches Christian's every step, ensuring he doesn't turn his back too early for a cheap shot. Eventually Christian turns around and walks out of sight as Edge turns back and shakes his head in disbelief. We're taken ringside.

Roberts: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 265 pounds; The Rock!

If 'Ya Smell!!!

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The electrifying music of The People's Champion begins to play and soon enough the man himself walks out from the back. As the people bare witness to the arrival of The People's Champion, they jump from their seats. Everyone starts chanting "Rocky" over and over as the most electrifying man in all of entertainment heads down the ramp and into The People's Ring. He heads to one turnbuckle, before climbing and throwing his arm into the air. Flashbulbs go off to catch this moment and Rock soon jumps down, before heading to another turnbuckle and repeating the process. He does this for the remaining tow before staying on the canvas and awaiting his opponent!

Roberts: And his opponent, from Hollywood, Florida, weighing in at 228 pounds; Dolph Ziggler!

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I'm Here To Show The World....I'm Here To Show The World...Come On!!

"Here To Show The World" by Downstait starts playing and out walks Dolph Ziggler and Ric Flair. Ziggler is obviously ready to go, sporting his usual ring attire with his pink "Show Off" T-shirt wrapped around his waist. Ziggler makes his way down the ramp, flicking the wax out of his hair and onto the people who disgust him. Ziggler soon enters the ring where he hops to the top of one of the four turnbuckles and poses once more as Flair cheers him one from ringside. Ziggler jumps down and waits for the bell.

Rock and Ziggler meet in the middle of the ring as the bell rings. Ziggler strikes first, leaving his feet and hitting Rock in the jaw it a picture perfect dropkick. Rock goes to the canvas, but immediately gets to his feet, only to have Ziggler grab him by the air and perform a beautiful arm drag. As Ziggler takes Rock to the canvas by the arm, Dolph holds onto the arm and wraps his legs around it, applying a modified Cross-Armbreaker. Rock yells in pain as Ziggler applies more pressure to Rock’s arm…

Cole: Ziggler showing off his amateur background.

Booker T: At some point, my boy Rock goin’ turn it on.

Rock quickly uses his feet to drag himself to the near ropes and wraps them around it, forcing Ziggler to break the hold. Ziggler doesn’t comply and the referee starts his five count…

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Ziggler breaks the hold right before five!

Ziggler gets to his feet right after he breaks the hold. Rock uses the ropes to get to his feet and Ziggler goes back on the attack. As Rock greats to his feet, Ziggler grabs his arm and leaves his feet, before driving both knees right into Rock’s already injured arm. Rock grabs his arm in pain as Ziggler goes for a cover…

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Rock kicks out!

Ziggler gets back to his feet and rests on the far ropes. He patiently waits for Rock to get to his feet. Ric Flair screams at him to stay on him. Rock does get up, and Ziggler charges right at him. As Ziggler comes in, Rock lowers his shoulder and lifts Ziggler off the mat before driving him back onto the canvas with a Samoan Drop. All the air leaves Ziggler’s body as Rock reaches back, grabbing Ziggler by the leg and going for a cover…

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Ziggler kicks out!

Rock gets to his feet and tries to get some feeling back in his arm. Ziggler has crawled over to the corner and has gotten to his feet. Rock meets him in the corner with rapid fire punches to the face. Rock meets Ziggler with one right hand to the face, then a second one, then a third one. Then for good measure, Rock reaches back and spits on his hand before striking Ziggler one more time…

Cole: The Rock looks ready to electrify!

Booker T: He’s goin’ to put a whoopin’ on that Zig Zag man!

Rock then proceeds to grab Ziggler by the arm and Irish Whip towards the opposing turnbuckle. Ziggler reverses the whip and Rock is the one to ends up in the corner. Ziggler then takes a step back before running at Rock and hitting a Stinger Splash in the corner. Rock stumbles out of the corner and Ziggler is allowed to run of the far ropes behind Rock and takes him down with a running bulldog. Rock goes down and Ziggler goes for another cover…

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Rock kicks out!

Ziggler gets to his feet before running off the far ropes and dropping an elbow across Rock’s throat. As Rock grabs his throat in pain, Ziggler hits the canvas and starts doing sit-ups in the middle of the ring…

Booker T: What’s this boy doin’?

Cole: He’s showing off Booker! That’s what he does!

After “showing offâ€, Ziggler gets back his feet and heads over to the ring apron and heads to the top turnbuckle. Rock gets to his feet and sees Ziggler perched on the top rope, and he quickly makes his way over there. Almost in homage to his manager Ric Flair, Dolph gets taken off the top rope by Rock and down to the canvas…

Cole: That never worked for Flair in his day and it didn’t work for Ziggler!

Ziggler gets to his feet and Rock charges in, taking Ziggler down with a clothesline. Ziggler hits the canvas hard before getting up; only to have Rock hit him with another clothesline. Ziggler goes down but gets up again, only to have Rock grab him by the leg and perform a swift dragon screw. Ziggler grabs his leg in pain, but Rock does not let go. Instead he separates Ziggler’s legs and steps through, intertwining and stepping through, applying the Sharpshooter…

Booker T: That boy goin’ tap out!

Ziggler knows what’s coming and gets to the ropes almost immediately. The Rock refuses to break the hold though, so the referee has no choice but to count him out…

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Rock gets to his feet, a little disappointment etched on his face. He wipes it away though and turns back towards Ziggler and begins stalking him. Rock has his hands resting on his knees and the live audience gets to their feet, knowing what Dolph Ziggler is in store for.

Cole: This can’t be good for Ziggler!

Booker T: What the hell!!

As Rock is ready to pounce, Ric Flair jumps on the ring apron, trying to get The Great One’s attention. It works and Rock turns around and drops Flair off the apron with a right hand. As Flair falls to the mat, The Rock talks trash to him. But sadly for Rocky, he left his back to Ziggler. And Dolph takes advantage. Dolph comes out of nowhere, leaping in the air, grabbing Rock by the head and taking him down to the canvas with a leaping STO…

Cole: Zig Zag!!

Ziggler hits his finishing move and the ring shakes. Ziggler quickly drags Rock away from the ropes and goes for the win…

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Booker T: ‘Ya can’t count to a hundred!

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Cole: What?!

Ziggler can’t believe it! He gets to his feet and looks down at The Rock. Rock is lying motionless in the middle of the ring. Ziggler has to think of what to do next. He comes up with an idea. He heads to Rock’s head and looks down on him. Ziggler makes sure Rock is out and lines him up. Ziggler throws both arms around wildly, obviously moving The Rock…

Cole: The ultimate sign of disrespect!

Ziggler runs off the far ropes before coming back and leaping over Rock. Ziggler then keeps running off the near ropes, but unfortunately for him, Rock nips up off the canvas as Ziggler is coming off the ropes and Rock is able to catch him. Rock wraps his arm around Ziggler’s neck, before lifting him off the mat and slamming him off the canvas with a Rock Bottom!

Cole: Rock Bottom!

Rock breathes a sigh of relief as he goes for a cover…

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Roberts: Here is your winner; The Rock!

The Rock gets to his feet and has his hand raised by the referee. Rock then climbs to the top rope and performs his trademark pose for the fans before leaving the ring and heading up the ramp. As Rock disappears, Raw goes to another commerical.

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[/SIZE]The time has come. This week Austin Aries gets air time to grab a mic and let his thoughts come out of his head. Everybody knows what is about to happen so it's not a big shock when lights in the arena sudddenly go off and Lights Out by Hollywood Undead blasts through the arena speakers as people in the arena go bananas!

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Austin Aries' theme song continues to play. After a while, Austin Aries walks through the curtain and doesn't seem to be very happy. Aries already has a microphone in his hand. He raises it to his mouth and speaks.

Austin Aries:Cut the music!

Aries continues to walk down the ramp as his theme song stops playing.

Tonight, it's not about me having good time with you people. Tonight is not about me running through the curtain with a smile on my face. Tonight is not about me slinding into the ring in a 3,000 Dollar suit. Oh, no, no, no. Although tonight is about me. Tonight is all about me showing everybody what I am made off. Tonight is all about Austin Aries once again proving that he belongs to this company and not only that. Tonight is all about Austin Aries proving that he is on his way where he belongs and where he was taken down from, that he belongs to the top. As I said numerous times, it's all about Austin Aries finally getting Main Event spot and about Austin Aries getting a shot at the nWo.

Austin Aries is already in the ring.

I heard that some new talent came to UWF and they are all about to make their debut. But god, oh god. Honestly, who gives a shit? Sure, it's always great to see UWF rise but it doesn't rise when new superstars come in, it rises when men like me finally get their chance to take this company to another level. I'm taking UWF to the A Double level. I'm feeling like a freakin' parrot but I have to say this again. Tonight is not about the new talent and wether you guys like it or not, it's the truth. You guys didn't really pick a good time to have your debuts, now did you? All these people came here to see top notch talent, they came here to see Austin Aries finally get a piece of the cake and Austin Aries is taking his piece with a cherry on the top of it.

Austin Aries is being disrespectfull but it seems like people enjoy seeing Aries being little cocky.

Last week I did exactly what I said I was going to do. I've beaten Antonio Cesaro, the former UWF European Champion. He got his lesson. When he lost his European Title to The Miz he cost RAW the European Championship. RAW is the brand where Austin Aries debuted, the brand where Austin Aries is having the time of his life, the brand where he won the UWF Champion and the brand he will forever defend. You mess with RAW, you mess with Austin Aries and there's one thing that is sure...you don't want to mess with Austin Aries. Now to my point...Last week I didn't win my match the fair way. There was a lot posting all around the internet that I "turned heel again". Oh no, last week wasn't about me turning heel. Last week was about me showing the nWo that I will do what ever it takes to save RAW from this little mockery of a stable. The nWo, The Now World Order. When I say these words, legends like Hulk Hogan, Kevin Nash, Randy Savage and many, many more pop off in my mind. That is the original and the only nWo. This little mockery of it that "took over" UWF is certainly no nWo. It doesn't matter because sooner or later, the nWo will be history.

Aries is still looking angry as he looks straight to the camera and continues.

I know that there Christian and Randy Orton are not intimidated by my words. They are in their locker room, watching me talking, maybe laughing but where I come from we say: "Who laughs last, laughs the best." This iis exactly who it's gonna go down tonight. My music hits, I come down to the ring, nWo comes down, Stone Cold comes down...I will whoop Orton's ass, no matter what Austin wants to do or how he feels about this nWo/Aries thing. We might not be friends. In fact, we hate each other but this match is important to me and I won't let Austin screw me.

One more thing. Steve, I know you are looking at this, opening another beer so I want you to listen. Tonight, it's straight business and nothing else but I want to let you know that after I take care of Orton, I'm gunning to get the UWF Title back.

!!!LIGHTS OU.....

Aries stops at the middle of a sentence.

As a matter of fact I have one more thing to say. Actually, I demand that one thing. At The Great American Bash I will be going one on one with Orton as you all know. I know I can beat him take him out but that doesn't change the fact that the nWo still has two more members. Now what I'm offering you, Orton and Teddy Long doesn't know about this. I contaced people "up there", demanding a special stipulation to our match at The Great American Bash. I told them that when I win at The Great American Bash, I want them to dissolve the nWo. However, they said it's not enough. They said that I have nothing to lose in this match and that's not an attractive stipulation for the UWF Universe. So, the stipulation is...If I win, they dissolve the nWo. But if lose....my UWF career is over. I'm not scared of losing so I agreed. Therefor, at The Great American Bash I will put out the nWo for good. I will put their LIGHTS OUT!

Lights in the arena go off and when they once again light up, Aries is not in the ring anymore. We head backstage for another promo
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]The action in the ring has been explosive so far as Raw is living up to the hype as the camera's suddenly switch to the backstage area, showing a close up of an Todd Grisham.

Grisham: Ladies and Gentleman, I am sorry to take you away from the action in the ring but right now, I have been given the job to interview a very special man, this is a man that has caused quite a bit of a media frenzy for UWF ever since he signed a contract bringing him to Raw, this is a man that has been hitting the headlines and making a name for himself, getting into the action right away when he walked through the door, he is a man that is currently holding, he has a match later on in the night but right now, we will be interviewing him, ladies and gentlemen please welcome my guest at this time, Ro....

???: Do not even think about finishing that name.

Todd Grisham is interupted by a familar voice, by the look on Grishams face, it wasn't the guest he had in mind as suddenly the camera pans out to show the face of the person who cut Todd off. The face and voice belongs to the Highest Paid Superstar, Montel Vontavious Porter, showing him slowly walking towards Todd, showing off his 305 bling and wearing some casual clothes. MVP walks up to Todd, grabbing his arm and dragging the microphone to his mouth.

MVP: Let me guess homie, you were giving time to interview the man that I put down like a dog last week, you were giving time to see what Robert Roode thought about my little attack last week, weren't you Todd but you see, just like last week when Roode was askin for Cody Rhodes, I decide to show up and give you the better option of person but Todd, unfortunatly for you, I'm not going to let you speak, I won't let you interupt me and ask me stupid questions about why I did it or am I afraid of what might be the backlash of it, no no, you are going to stand there and hold the mic while I entertain and say what is on my mind, do you fully understand this?

Todd doesn't dare say anything as he just nods, looking a bit afraid of MVP as MVP seems to cool down abit. Todd holds the mic to MVP's mouth as he now looks towards the camera and starts to speak again.

Now, lets not beat around the bush here and let's get straight to it, Roode, if you happen to be watching this somewhere inside your lockerroom, something I find strange as you are suppose to be right where I am standing now, you turn the volume up and you listen closely to the real MVP of this company. When I heard about a special someone making their return to UWF at Starrcade, I dismissed it straight away and didn't even care about it, then when you appeared at Starrcade, I still didn't give a crap about you, I only started to really give a damn about you Roode when all the spotlight was on you, you had everyone talking and everyone wanted to see you, what is it because you brought some fake title with you? Do you see me wearing any of my Japanese Titles I won? Maybe it's because you came straight in here, giving it the bigen and straight away getting in the face of a NWO Member in Cody Rhodes, it realy doesn't matter to me why people seem to be interested in you but you are getting my attention. You are taking my spotlight and I don't take kindly to people that seem to think that this is alright. You see Roode, I have no idea who you think you are, well in fact, I actually had no idea who you were to begin with and only found out because I found some extra time on my hands to look you up on the World Wide Web and I got some information on you. The information I found didn't impress me at all, it showed that I made the right move last week when I attacked you because you are a no body, you are a worthless piece of garbage that doesn't deserve anything that is being handed to you but Teddy Long employed me for a reason, he employed me to make UWF a better place, he employed me to be the Problem Solver if you will and even if he is too blind to see, I have identified you as a problem and it won't be long until I solve it.

MVP has a sly grin on his face as Todd hasn't dared to move. MVP now looks towards Todd and nods his head before looking back towards the camera.

I'll let you know this Roode, I will be watching your match tonight, I will be looking to see what all the fuse is about, I'm sure i'll be proved correct and if I was you, I'd be on the look out because I have nothing on tonight, I have a free night, who is to say I won't get bored later on and want a bit more of you. I'll leave you with that thought as it's time for me to bounce and hit the road as my time is too precise these days, so for now, all i'm gonna do is Holla to DA World.

MVP does his signature Ballin taunt as he pushes the mic back towards Todd. Todd looks in shock as MVP just turns around and walks out of shot as the cameras fade out and go back towards the ring. ​

Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen, now it's time to find out who will challenge Cody Rhodes for the United States Championship at The Great American Bash.

Whoa Oh

Cole: Okay, that's the music of the United States Champion, but he's not booked to compete tonight!

[video=youtube;Giwckon0Qhw]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Giwckon0Qhw[/video]

*Cody Rhodes theme hits the arena and the crowd immediately boo, thinking they weren’t going to see Cody Rhodes tonight and now realizing that may never be the case. Cody Rhodes emerges on stage with the United States around his waist, walking down the ramp straight away. He heads around the ring and right to the commentary table, before putting on a headset. Apparently he's doing commentary for this match.*

Roberts: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is to determine the Number One Contender to the United Steates Championship. Introducing first, from Chicago, Illonois, weighing in at 227 pounds; CM Punk!

" ... Love, your hate..
Your, faith lost..
You are now.. one of us!"

[video=youtube;h8AOp4m9q7c]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8AOp4m9q7c[/video]

"Miseria Cantare" by AFI pounds throughout the arena speakers, signifying the arrival of one man - CM Punk. The capacity crowd erupts into a thunderous mixed reaction, as majority of the audience isn't quite sure which version of CM Punk they're going to see. After a short while, the man of the hour quietly steps through the curtain, wearing black shorts and his trademark t-shirt. Punk outstretches his arms and begins to walk down the entrance ramp, soaking in the crowds mixed reaction. Punk has a look of determination on his face as he ignores any possible fan interaction.

Once Punk reaches ringside, he proceeds to walk up the steel steps and climbs his way to the top rope. He once again outstretches his arms and lets out a loud yell, which causes a small section of the crowd to boo even louder. Once finished, he hops down and skips one lap around Cody. Punk stops his lap and waits for the bell to ring.

Roberts: And his opponent, from Fairfield, Connecticuit, weighing in at 305 pounds, he is the NEW UWF Hardcore Champion; "The Blueprint" Matt Morgan!

[video=youtube;RUsAUsEX-N4]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUsAUsEX-N4[/video]

"Click, Click, Boom" begins playing and out walks Matt Morgan from the back. Morgan looks out into the sea of people, who all cheer him. Morgan hops in place on the ramp, before throwing his arms back as his pyro goes off. He then heads down the ramp, towards the ring, with people trying to get hold of the blueprint. He then enters the ring and poses once more before his match starts

As the bell rings, Morgan comes right at Punk. Morgan looks for a short arm clothesline, but Punk ducks under and grabs Morgan by the back of his head before dropping to the mat with a reverse neckbreaker. Punk quickly jumps on Morgan and goes for a cover…

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Morgan kicks out!

Punk backs up off Morgan as “The Blueprint†gets to his feet. Punk charges right at the Hardcore Champion, but Morgan sees him coming. Morgan lowers his shoulder, sending Punk flying over the top rope and onto the ring apron. Punk lands on his feet on the apron, unbeknownst to Morgan who has made his way back to the center of the ring. Morgan has his back to Punk, but soon turns around to see Punk use the ropes as a springboard to catapult towards Morgan, looking for a Crossbody…

Cole: CM Punk is flying in the early goings of this match. You want to be cautious of this strategy Cody.

Rhodes: CM Punk is nothing. I destroyed his confidence last week, and if he really wants to, I’ll do it again.

As Punk soars, Morgan is able to catch him. Morgan holds Punk in a horizontal position in the middle of the ring, before throwing Punk backwards with a Fallaway Slam. Punk’s body crashes hard on the mat and Morgan crawls over towards him and goes for a cover…

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Punk kicks out!

Morgan gets to his feet, before grabbing CM Punk by the arm and dragging him to the nearest corner. Morgan places Punk in the corner, with Punk’s head resting on the bottom turnbuckle pad. Morgan creates some distance between himself and Punk before charging back in and bringing his boot right into Punk’s face. Punk’s body goes limp and Morgan quickly drags him out of the corner and goes for another cover…

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Punk kicks out!

Cole: You also have to be weary of Matt Morgan Cody. He is very capable of being the first person in UWF history to hold two Championships simultaneously.

Rhodes: Cole you don’t understand. I am the greatest United States Champion of all time. I am the voice of UWF. I will never lose this title. Matt Morgan is the least of my worries.

Morgan gets off Punk and looks to stay in control. He lifts Punk off the mat before throwing him towards the near corner. Punk’s back hits the corner hard, but there’s no time for him to recover as Morgan immediately charges at him with an Avalanche Splash. The large mass of Matt Morgan drives all the air out of CM Punk and a dazed Punk stumbles out of the corner and right into Morgan’s arms who, in turn lifts Punk off the mat before bringing him down onto his knee with a backbreaker. Punk cries in pain as Morgan goes for a cover…

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Punk kicks out!

Morgan gets back to his feet and turns his attention towards Cody Rhodes. He lets Rhodes know that this will be him at the Great American Bash…

Rhodes: Maybe the behemoth should focus on his opponent as opposed to worrying about my Championship.

Morgan turns back to Punk. He then throws one arm in the air, signaling for the Chokeslam. A hurting Punk gets to his feet and turns right into the massive grip of Matt Morgan. Morgan has a tight strangle hold on Punk’s neck and quickly lifts him off his feet…

Cole: Chokeslam!

But as Morgan prepares to slam Punk, the Second City Saint is able to grab Morgan by the skull and counter the Chokeslam with a sickening spike DDT. Morgan’s head bounces hard off the mat and he goes down hard. Punk takes this opportunity to rush for a cover…

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Cole: Morgan may be out!

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Morgan rolls a shoulder!

Rhodes: Once again, Punk fails to get the job done.

Punk rolls off Morgan and gets to his feet. Punk looks over to Rhodes and lets him know that he is also coming for him. Cody responds by stroking his United States Championship that rests on the announce table. By this time, Morgan has pulled himself up in the corner opposite of Punk. Punk sees this and charges right at Morgan, driving his knee right into Morgan’s face. Morgan’s head snaps back, but Punk grabs it and cups up before running out the corner and dropping Morgan with a running bulldog. As Morgan hits the mat, Punk rolls him over and goes for a cover…

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Morgan kicks out!

Punk rolls on the mat under the ropes and onto the ring apron. He waits patiently for Morgan to get to his feet and looks back to Rhodes, who is intently watching. Morgan starts to pull himself up and Punk turns back to the matter at him. Punk uses the rope to springboard back into the ring and takes Morgan down with a flying clothesline. Just as soon as Morgan gets up, he goes back down. Punk gets up and quickly heads back to the ring apron, but this time he heads to the top rope. He quickly reaches the summit, before throwing his arms up in the air and screaming “Best In The World†before leaping off and dropping the trademark Macho Man elbow right into Morgan’s heart. As soon as Punk hits, he grabs Morgan’s leg and covers him…

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Morgan kicks out!

Cole: Punk’s bringing out the aerial maneuvers. How can you prepare for someone who is so diverse?

Rhodes: Despite CM Punk’s claims, I am the Best In The World. I prove that on a nightly basis.

CM Punk gets to his feet, putting his palms together and to his head, letting everyone know that it’s nap time. Morgan is coming to and Punk is ready to pounce. As Morgan starts pulling himself up, Punk quickly jumps on him, spinning him around and lifting him onto his shoulders…

Cole: Go To Sleep!! You felt this last week Cody!

Rhodes: And Punk couldn’t beat me with it!

Morgan counters the Go To Sleep by elbowing Punk in the side of the head. The tree trunk like limbs of Matt Morgan cause CM Punk to drop him and Morgan spins Punk around before grabbing him by the throat and lifting him off the mat before slamming him down with a ring shaking Chokeslam...

Cole: Chokeslam!

As soon as Punk hits the mat, Morgan drops to a knee and covers him, going for the win…

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Punk kicks out!

Morgan gets back to his feet, and starts pounding away at his chest. He knows the end is near. He knows Punk is done. Morgan starts pounding his chest faster and faster as Punk starts getting up, with help from the ropes…

Cole: This won’t be good for Punk!

As Punk gets to his feet with help from the ropes, Morgan comes at him with the running big boot known as The Carbon Footprint. But before the boot can connect, Punk ducks under it and goes behind Morgan. Punk quickly spins the unaware Morgan around and lifts him onto his shoulders, before throwing him off and dropping his face across his knee…

Cole: Go To Sleep!

Punk hits the Go To Sleep and Morgan goes limp. Instead of going for the cover, Punk jumps right back on Morgan. He grabs Morgan by the head, before wrapping Morgan’s own arm around his neck and choking him out with it…

Cole: Anaconda Vice!

Punk’s got the vice locked in and he positions his body so that he is staring straight at Cody Rhodes. Morgan is out of it after the Go To Sleep, and the referee realizes it and calls for the bell…

Roberts: Here is your winner via referee stoppage; CM Punk!!

Rhodes: Excuse me gentlemen.

As Punk’s music starts playing again, the referee raises his hand. CM Punk celebrates as he knows he’s going to the Great American Bash. Punk’s joy doesn’t last long though as Cody Rhodes soon enters the ring. CM Punk and Cody Rhodes stand nose to nose in the ring. Cody holds his United States Championship in CM Punk’s face and tells Punk that “this is the closest that he will get to his titleâ€. Punk responds by laughing and feigning leaving the ring, before changing his mind and lifting Rhodes off the mat and onto his shoulders…

Cole: Hey! Hey! This is uncalled for!

CM Punk then throws Rhodes off his shoulders and onto his knee, hitting the United States Champion with the Go To Sleep! As Cody’s body goes limp, Punk spots the United States Championship on the mat and picks it up, posing with it.

Booker T: We may see this at The Bash dawg.

Punk takes the title and leaves the ring before heading up the ramp. Punk reaches the top of the ramp and poses with the title one more time before leaving it on the top of the ramp and heading to the back. Raw then heads to another commerical​

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The Great American Bash! 2 weeks from Sunday! Get to TTING!

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Roberts: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

*STATIC*…MISTERRRRRRRR…*STATIC*

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Mr. Anderson steps out onto the stage with an intense look on his face looking across the ramp seeing his cocky opponent waiting for him, Anderson pauses for a moment He cocks his head to one side and poses for his microphone which falls into his hand. He wastes no time with introductions…

Mr. Anderson: Ladies and Gentleman it is my great pleasure to introduce to you the man who will not only be beating Mr. Roode, but the man who will be heading to The Great American Bash and becoming UWF Champion. From Green Bay, Wisconsin; weighing in at an unbelivably fit 243 piounds; MISTER ANDERSON!!!

Anderson pauses as the crowd echoes "Anderson", he looks around before looking straight down towards the ring

Anderson!

Anderson throws the mic back up in the air and makes his way down the ramp, chewing his gum obnoxiously. He heads into the ring, high stepping through the ropes and enters, before posing one more time and waiting for his opponent.

Roberts: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 240 pounds; Robert Roode!!

I'm Off The Chain...
Time To Go Aganist The Grain!!

[video=youtube;3NGXhkeHbqI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NGXhkeHbqI&feature=player_embedded[/video]

The fans suddenly erupt into a cheering frenzy as the NWA World Heavyweight Champion's theme hits the PA system and after a few moments, Robert Roode steps out on the titantron.

Roode marches down the entrance ramp, clutching at his NWA World Heavyweight Championship and serious look on his face as he makes it down the ringside area, Roode glances over his shoulder before walking up the ring steps and into the ring, the fans cheering for Roode as he poses for them before waiting for the match to start.

The bell rings and Roode and Anderson lock up almost immediately. Roode performs a successful go behind, with his arms tightly locked around Anderson’s waist. Roode then throws Anderson over head with a bridging German Suplex. As Roode holds Anderson in position, the referee goes down and counts the first pinfall of the match…

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Anderson kicks out!

As Roode releases Anderson, the asshole from Green Bay, holds onto his skull. Roode stays on the offensive. He lifts Anderson off the canvass before throwing him towards the nearest corner. The impact causes Anderson to stumble out of the corner, and Roode bounces off the near ropes and takes Anderson to the mat with a running bulldog. As Anderson hits the mat, Roode rolls him onto his back and goes for another cover…

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Anderson kicks out!

Cole: Robert Roode has been extremely effective in his debut so far.
Roode takes a step back away from the downed Anderson. He drops into a three point stance and waits for Anderson to get to his feet. Anderson starts pulling himself up on the opposing side of the ring, using the ropes for assistance, Roode charges right at him…

Cole: Spear!

As Roode is coming in with the Spear, Anderson is able to get his foot up and kick Roode in the face. This dazes the Canadian and allows Anderson to hit him with a stiff short arm clothesline. Roode’s neck snaps back and Anderson quickly goes for a cover…

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Roode kicks out!

Anderson gets to his feet and watches as Roode tries to get up. As his opponent does, Anderson leaves his feet and connects with Roode’s jaw with a beautiful standing dropkick. Roode goes back down to the mat and Anderson quickly bounces off the near ropes and drops an elbow across Roode’s throat before quickly going for yet another cover…

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Roode kicks out!

Anderson quickly gets off Roode and heads towards the ring apron. He makes his way to the top turnbuckle and when he reaches the top, he waits for Roode.

Booker T: That boy’s gonna fly!

As Roode pulls himself to his feet, he spots Anderson. He dives towards the ropes in which Anderson is perched, causing them to shake and causing Anderson to fall groin first on the top rope. Roode then climbs to the top rope, meeting Anderson at the summit. Roode throws a few fists into Anderson’s face, staggering the asshole. Roode then grabs Anderson by the head, before putting him in a front face lock…

Cole: This can’t be good!

Roode holds Anderson in position before leaping off the top rope and slamming Anderson skull first onto the mat with a top rope DDT! Anderson’s body goes limp as Roode rolls him over and covers Anderson…

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Anderson kicks out!

Anderson is out on the mat, purely rolling the shoulder on instinct. Roode lifts him off the canvas and throws him towards the ropes. Anderson bounces off of them and as he comes back at Roode, Bobby lowers his head, only to have Anderson put the brakes on. Anderson then grabs Roode by the head, before leaving his feet and slamming Roode face first onto the canvas. Roode goes skull first onto the mat as Anderson goes for another cover…

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Roode kicks out!

Anderson quickly gets off Roode before grabbing him by the appendages and dragging him towards the ropes. Ken then heads to the ring apron and once again climbs to the top rope. He wastes no time, jumping off the top, flipping in midair and driving all the air out of Roode’s long as he connects with the Kenton Bomb!! As Anderson hits the high impact move, he crawls backwards and covers Roode…

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Roode gets his foot on the ropes!

Cole: Close call there for Robert Roode!

Anderson looks at Roode’s leg on the ropes. He quickly goes back on the assault. He grabs Roode off the canvas, before grabbing him by the arm and throwing him towards the ropes. Roode is able to counter though, and sends Anderson off instead. As Anderson comes back, Roode is able to brace himself before catching Anderson and taking him to the canvas with a Double R Spinebuster!

Cole: Huge Spinebuster by Roode!

An exhausted Roode quickly goes for a cover on Anderson…

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Anderson kicks out!

Roode now makes his way towards the turnbuckle. He leaves his feet, heading to the middle rope. There he waits for Anderson to get to his feet. As the asshole does pull himself up and turn towards Roode, Robert jumps off the middle rope, grabbing Anderson by the head and flipping, hitting him with a beautiful Buff-Blockbuster like maneuver! Anderson goes down and Roode goes for another cover…

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Cole: That’s got to be it!

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3…NO! Anderson kicks out!

A shaken Roode gets to his feet and shakes off the cobwebs. He grabs Anderson, who is trying to get to his feet. Roode grabs Anderson by the arm, throwing it over his shoulder and grabbing one of Anderson’s legs, putting him in position for a Fisherman’s Suplex!

Cole: Robert Roode, looking for the Roode-plex!

Anderson uses his free arm to throw elbows to the side of Roode’s skull. This breaks Roode’s concentration and allows Anderson to grab Roode by the arm before ducking under and lifting Roode onto his shoulders. Anderson then leaves his feet, and flips forward, driving Roode chest first onto the mat with a standing steamroller. As Roode gasps for air, Anderson goes over and covers him…

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Roode kicks out!

Anderson shakes his head in frustration. He heads back over to the turnbuckle and climbs back to the top. He patiently waits for Roode to get to his feet. Robert does pull himself up and staggers in doing so. As he gets closer to Anderson, Ken leaps off, going for a Double Axe Handle smash…

Booker T: Anderson is coming in!

As Anderson is in midair, Roode leaves his feet and Spears Anderson…

Cole: Anderson fell almost ten feet out the air as Roode him with a Spear!

Anderson grabs his stomach in pain as Roode goes for another cover…

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Anderson kicks out!

Roode staggers to his feet, thinking what to do next. He looks down on Anderson, impressed with the asshole’s grit. As Anderson pulls himself up, Roode goes back on the attack. As Roode walks in, Anderson is able to fight back, hitting Roode with a punch to the stomach. This backs Roode up, allowing Anderson to hit him with another. This one doubles Roode over, and allows Anderson to get to his feet and charge at Roode. But as Anderson comes in, Roode is able to grab him by the arm and take him to the mat. Roode then takes the arm and wrenches it backwards, applying a variation of the Fujiawara Armbar. Anderson screams in pain as Roode puts all the pressure on his arm…

Cole: An impressive move by Robert Roode!

Roode wrenches back even more, screaming that Anderson “tap outâ€. Anderson reaches out for the ropes, hoping for some sort of relief from this. Roode has this submission locked in tightly. Anderson has a look of pain written across his face. He continues to look for the ropes, but they’re too far away. Anderson realizes that there may be no way out of this. As Roode applies even more pressure, Ken Anderson comes to the realization that he has no choice. He quickly lifts his arm in the air, tapping out, living to fight another day.

Roberts: Here is your winner via submission; Robert Roode!

“Off The Chain†plays for the second time this evening and Robert Roode quickly gets to his feet. Roode raises his arms in victory as the referee gets his NWA Heavyweight Championship from the timekeeper. Anderson rolls out of the ring as Roode poses for the fans. Roode stands tall in the center of the ring as the fans cheer him on.

Cole: Robert Roode was successful in his debut. How knows what the future holds for him?

As Roode prepares to leave the ring, the cheers soon turn to boos. And this is because out of nowhere, MVP leaps over the guard rail and enters the ring behind Roode. He prepares to go on the offensive, but what MVP does not know is that Roode sees him on the titantron. Roode has a huge smile plastered on his face. Roode continues to act as if he’s going to leave, before quickly spinning around and Spearing MVP out of his boots!

Booker T: He just took that boy down!

Roode gets to his feet, talking trash to MVP the whole time. He picks up his NWA Championship title and shoves it right into MVP’s face. Roode screams at MVP that he is the true best. Roode then motions for the timekeeper to hand him a microphone…

Robert Roode: Just who in the hell do you think you are? Well let me tell you who I am Montel. I am the NWA World Heavyweight Champion! Do you know what that means? That means I'm better than you! I'm better than Austin! I'm better than Ambrose, and I'm without a shadow of a doubt, I'm better than Cody Rhodes! And MVP, I'm going to show you how good I am. At The Great American Bash, you will find out that it Pays to Be Roode!

Roode then throws the mic down and leaves the ring. He heads up the ramp and shows off his Championship before heading to the back. Raw then heads to another commercial.

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Rise and Fall of WCW. If you're a wrestling fan, which all of us are, I recommend you pick it up.

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Cole: Welcome back to Raw everyone. It's now time for our main event. The New World will take on the unusual team of Steve Austin and Austin Aries.

Booker T: And 'ya got to ask yourself playa, how in the hell are Austin and Aries goin' get along.

Roberts: The following is your main event of the evening, a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, representing the N.W.O, at a combined weight of 466 pounds; Randy Orton and Christian!

[video=youtube_share;lNKcXtCTbbQ]http://youtu.be/lNKcXtCTbbQ[/video]

The crowd explodes as Randy Orton passes through the curtains and onto the main stage. He's wearing his usual smirk, but donning some new ring gear. Across his chest is no longer his corporate t-shirts sold on websites or in the arenas, but a black one bearing just three letters, N..W..O. He makes his way down to ringside, as Batista looks on. The fans reach out for Orton but he continues up the steel steps and into the ring. He climbs a turnbuckle and poses as the fans cheer. He jumps down and waits for the match to start.

Justin Roberts: And their opponents, Introducing first, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, he is "Double A" Austin Aries.

As the music of Austin Aries hits, the fans begin to boo as loud as they possibly can. Aries soon makes his way out onto the stage, wearing his customary pink boa. The former Undisputed Champion shines proudly as shows eberyone just how good he is. Aries makes his way down the ramp, ignoring the "common" folks, and simpy enters the ring; awaiting the arrival of partner.

[video=youtube;tgaQHHJMDtA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgaQHHJMDtA[/video]

"Badass" by Saliva begins to play over the PA system, sending the fans in attendance into an uproar as they give the Texas Rattlesnake a negative reaction. As they voice their disdain, through the curtain he walks, with his championship belt in tow.

Justin Roberts: And his partner, From Victoria, Texas. Weighing in at 252 pounds. He is the UWF Champion, Stone Cold Steve Ausssstiiiiiinnnnnn!

Austin makes his way down the ramp quickly, eyeing the ring with a purpose, as he arrives at the steel steps and walks up them, then turning and walking along the apron before stepping through the ropes. Austin raises his championship over his head, inspiring more booing from the crowd, as he lowers it and throws it over his shoulder as he waits for the bell.

The bell rings and Christian decides that he will start against Austin Aries. The two lock up and Christian catches Aries off guard with a quick snap suplex. Aries’ back hits the canvas hard as Christian gets off him before running of the near ropes and dropping a knee across Aries’ throat. Aries grabs his neck, trying to breathe as Christian goes for the first cover of the match…

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Aries kicks out!

Christian quickly gets off Aries and heads over to his corner, where he tags in his partner; Randy Orton.

Cole: These two men have quite the personal rivalry. Orton took Aries out for a month and Aries wants revenge!

Orton stares down on Aries before viciously stomping Aries’ appendages. Orton starts with Aries’ arms, before slowing moving down to his hands. Orton then starts stomping Aries ribcage, before going to the legs and finally his feet. Orton then makes his way to the other side of Aries body, before starting the process all over again, this time working his way from the bottom to the top. Once Orton reaches Aries’ head, he drops an elbow right across Aries’ forehead. Orton wastes no time going for a cover…

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Aries kicks out!

Orton wastes no time picking Aries off the canvas before throwing him towards his corner. Orton makes the tag to Christian and the Number One Contender to Steve Austin’s UWF Championship enters the ring. Both Orton and Christian lay the boots to Aries. The New World members share a look at one another and nod in agreement. As Aries rests in the corner, Orton gets on all fours right in front of him. Christian then takes a few steps back, looking to gain momentum. Christian then runs at Orton, using him as a catapult and launching himself onto Aries…

Cole: Old school Poetry in Motion!

Aries stumbles right out of the corner and falls to the mat. Orton leaves the ring as Christian goes for another cover…

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Aries kicks out!

Booker T: Ol’ A Double is in a bad way right now!

Christian quickly gets back to his feet. He grabs Aries by the head, looking to lift him off the mat. As Aries rests on one knee, he is able to hop off the mat and hit Christian square in the temple with a step-up enziguiri. The blow shocks Christian and he falls to the mat as Aries tries to catch his breath. With both men lying motionless on the mat, the referee begins his 10-count…

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Aries starts crawling towards Austin!

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Aries is literally an inch away from the Champion!

Out of nowhere, Randy Orton enters the ring and runs to the opposing side, knocking Austin off the apron and to the arena floor. Orton leaves the ring through the ropes and goes after the Champion. Aries has a look of disbelief on his face, he really needed that tag. He pulls himself up, and turns towards Christian, who has gotten to his feet and charges right at Aries looking for a spear…

Cole: Christian going for broke early in this match up.

As Christian is about to Spear Aries, A Double is able to leapfrog him and Sunset Flip Christian into a pin…

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Christian kicks out!

On the outside of the ring, a loud crash is heard and the cameras shift over there just in time to see that Randy Orton has driven Steve Austin into the steel steps shoulder first. Austin is down as Orton makes his way back over to his respective corner…

Cole: Like them or not, the New World Order has executed a brilliant strategy so far. Isolate the weak link of the team and pick him apart. And to be honest Book, Austin Aries would be the weak link on a plate of sausages.

Back to the action in the ring, Christian and Aries are in the middle of a stand still. Aries is the first to attack, charging at Christian before leaving his feet and wrapping them around Christian head before snapping off a beautiful hurricanrana. Aries bridges the move and covers Christian…

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Randy Orton enters the ring and drives his boot right into Aries’ face, breaking the pin.

The referee scolds Orton, telling him to leave the ring. Orton chooses to comply, but not before he drags Christian over towards the NWO corner. Christian is still a little shaken, so making the tag isn’t as easy as some thought it would be. Christian tries to shake the cobwebs out and reaches his arm out, bringing Randy Orton back into the fray. But while all of this has occurred, Austin Aries has had the time to make it over to his corner and tag in the UWF Champion. Both Orton and Austin enter the ring at the same time. Orton looks to strike first, charging at Austin with a clothesline, but Austin ducks under and Orton keeps running. Orton bounces off the ropes and comes back at Austin, who is ready for him. Austin takes Orton down with a Lou Thesz Press before delivering several forearms to Orton’s face. After adjusting Orton’s features, Austin gets off him and bounces off the near ropes and drops an elbow across Orton’s throat before going for a cover…

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Orton kicks out!

Cole: Austin is a ball of fire!

Booker T: He knows Christian is probably the biggest threat to his title! He needs all the momentum he can get!

Austin gets to his feet and sees Christian entering the ring. Christian charges at his opponent at The Great American Bash, but Austin catches him with a ring-shaking spinebuster. Christian’s body hits the canvas hard and just in time as Austin Aries re-enters the fray and drives himself down onto Christian with a springboard 450 splash. Christian tries hard to breathe as both Austin and Aries turn their attention towards Orton. Orton sees this and starts backing up, trying to create some distance between himself and his adversaries. Austin and Aries aren’t having it though. They quickly grab Orton by each arm and throw him towards the ropes. As Orton comes back, both Aries and Austin lift him off the mat before slamming him onto the canvas with a Dual-Flapjack. Orton’s face hits the canvas hard as Aries leaves the ring and Austin goes for a cover….

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Orton kicks out!

Austin gets off Orton and heads over towards his corner. He tags in Austin Aries and the two share an uneasy glance before Austin leaves the ring.

Booker T: Let’s not forget that Steve Austin and Austin Aries have unfinished business.

Aries looks to capitalize on the fallen Orton. He looks to lift Orton off the mat, but as he picks Orton up, Randy strikes with a swift short arm clothesline. Aries goes down, but gets back to his feet in time to eat another one from Orton. Aries quickly shakes the cobwebs off and gets to his feet again, this time swinging at Orton. Orton ducks and Aries’ momentum takes him to the far ropes, where Christian meets him with a knee to the kidneys. This slows Aries down and allows Orton to come to him and take him to the mat with a swift powerslam. Orton gets to his feet and watches as Aries crawls towards the ring apron. Aries rests on the outside and Orton picks him up and places his head between the middle rope. Aries is now hanging on the rope, half of his body in the ring and the other half on the apron…

Cole: We’ve seen this from Orton throughout his career!

Orton applies a front face lock on the rope hung Austin Aries before looking towards the lights and slamming Aries head first onto the mat with the Hangman’s DDT…

Cole: Vintage Orton!

Orton gets to his feet. And now he’s got that look in his eye! He looks towards Christian and Christian tells him to end it! Orton then spins back, falling to his knees, slamming the mat with his fists. Orton is proudly stalking Austin Aries, looking to end this before The Great American Bash even gets here. Aries starts moving, albeit very gingerly. Aries pulls himself up and Orton spins him around, leaping in the air, grabbing Aries by the head…

Booker T: Here comes that RKO dawg!

As Orton looks for the RKO, Aries pushes him in the back. Orton’s momentum sends him to the ropes, where Christian slaps him on the back, performing a blind tag. Orton grabs a hold of the ropes and stops before coming back towards Aries. This doesn’t stop the former Undisputed Champion. He goes right after Orton. He grabs Orton by the arm and whips him one more time. Orton this time, reverses the whip and Aries and Austin collide, knocking Austin off the ring apron. This catches Aries’ attention, and he turns around to check on his fallen partner. This was just the opening Orton needed though. The split second distraction allows Orton to spin Aries around, grabbing him by the head and slamming it on the mat with an RKO!

Cole: RKO! It’s over!

As soon as Orton hits the RKO, Christian climbs the top rope and quickly leaps off, landing on top of Aries with a Frog Splash. Christian quickly hooks the leg as he’s the legal man…

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Roberts: Here are your winners; Randy Orton and Christian; The New World Order.

UWF’s NWO theme begins playing again and Randy and Christian raise their hands in success. Christian quickly leaves the ring and goes to the timekeeper, grabbing Steve Austin’s title. Christian heads back into the ring and once again raises his arm, this time holding Austin’s title.

Cole: For the second week in a row, Christian is ending Raw in possession of Steve Austin’s UWF Championship. Is this a sign of things to come?

Raw goes off the air with Christian holding Austin’s title for the second consecutive week.

Credits
Promos: Respective TTers
Guerrero/Daniels, Shark Boy/Regal vs Almost Famous: MrFetter
Everything Else: Cwalker

Updated Great American Bash Card

UWF Championship Match
Stone Cold Steve Austin(c) versus Christian

Randy Orton versus Austin Aries

MVP versus Robert Roode

United States Championship Match
Cody Rhodes(c) versus CM Punk

World Tag Team Championship Match
Shark Boy & William Regal versus ???​

 

[CaptainxBumout]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Edition

Great show CWalker. Nice to see so many feuds coming together. Every match was well written and you'd better believe Ambrose will have something to say to Cody, Austin and even Rhoode for the mere mention of his name. The Chris Jericho retirement announcement has piqued my interest and I feel the way Anikng has been these past couple of weeks, we may see a new UWF Champion. Sorry Dres.

 

[Lewb]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Edition

Okay. I kill off a very successful superstar in Wade Barrett last week. Cwalker tells me he's glad I do it, due to running out of ideas to give Wade. I change character, and after working hard in making it work, I don't get given a match.... Don't get asked for a promo either..... So I give a promo opening up any opponent you want to give me. As (and you can correct me if i'm wrong) a trusted trash talker in this fed..... I read this show to find this is the third promo in three weeks (both Raw and Smackdown) that has been ignored. I'm not a moaner, I never bring problems to the forefront of peoples attention when its not needed. But for fucks sake, it's getting ridiculous, when both Raw and Smackdown are "forgetting" to use promos I put effort into writing.

I'm sorry that I've had to do this publicly but its both Raw and Smackdown at fault, and three times in three weeks is ridiculous. Everyone makes mistakes, but any trash talker would be pissed off at this happening.

 

[Chris Dresdon]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Edition

Great show CWalker. Nice to see so many feuds coming together. Every match was well written and you'd better believe Ambrose will have something to say to Cody, Austin and even Rhoode for the mere mention of his name. The Chris Jericho retirement announcement has piqued my interest and I feel the way Anikng has been these past couple of weeks, we may see a new UWF Champion. Sorry Dres.

All I can do is put up the best fight I can put up and hope that's enough to keep the championship. With an opponent like Aniking, it's impossible to look at the effort you put forth and know that it's good enough to secure you the victory. So I don't fault you or anyone else for thinking he's got the UWF Championship in the bag.

 

[TheOneKnownAsFetter]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Edition

Great to see Orton and Christian pick up the win, and a great showing from all and def CW.

I always enjoy Rey's promo as well.

Also if anyone wants to, care to send me a PM with a feedback on the matches I wrote? Thanks

 

[Aniking]

Re: UWF Tuesday Night Raw July 3rd Edition

As usual, another very good Raw from Cwalker, but also MrFetter due to his contribution of two matches. Consistently top shows like these are why I voted for Raw for Brand of the Month!

Very pleased to have won my match, this time partnering with Fetter. I've now partnered with both Fetter and RIR and have managed to knock off Wade Barrett, Antonio Cesaro, Steve Austin and Austin Aries. That's a pretty damn good list right there! Loved seeing Christian end the show for a second week in a row with the title in hand, but in saying that I still have a huge task ahead of me if I wanna actually call that title mine. Dres is always an incredibly tough opponent, so I definitely don't have the match in the bag. Far from it.

Lewb, I can definitely understand your frustration as it's a bit wierd three straight weeks of promos you've submitted for both brands haven't been included. Hopefully that changes soon mate, but chin up!