6CW Escalation 21 March 2011 Match Card

Match 1
Triple D/Frank Rook/Yarmouth Blade vs The Untouchables/Jerome Dubois

Match 2
Dicey Reilly vs Lex Hart

Match 3
Perfect Jack vs Antoine Mason

Match 4
Internecio vs John Dice

Match 5
Jack Frost vs Mark Matzko

Main Event
Daniel Reilly vs GazzyD

Just Promo below the Card

The titantron lights up with the camera swooping through a casino in Vegas. The camera keeps moving past people playing slot machines, past the blackjack tables and stops as it reaches the poker tables.

A large shout can be heard from another section and the camera spins around and starts flying through the casino past the roulette tables, and gets closer to the crowd that is making the noise at the crap tables.

The crowd splits allowing the camera to get closer. A man stands with the dice in his hands. He is wearing a light coloured suit with his shirt unbuttoned to his chest. He is sporting some tan sunglasses that he leaves on.

Johnny Dice: Hey. Good of you to finally find me. The names Dice and I hate to lose.

The man takes a drink from his short tumbler which has a mojito in it,

JD: I make my debut this week and I suggest that you check it out. I am taking on the unknown Internecio. Well just a word of warning to you, Int. The crowd dont know about you, but I do. I have friends in all the right places and they have given me the low down. Your strengths, your weaknesses - there isnt a single thing I don't know about you. I always stack the deck in my favour.

Johnny throws the dice along the table. He hits a 5 and 2 on the roll up and the crowd cheer.

JD: As I said, I don't like to lose.

The camera fades.

Dicey is walking backstage and walks by Johnny Dice’s dressing room, Dicey stops and smirks to himself

Dicey: Johnny Dice…maybe he should team up with Daniel Reilly and they could go by the name of Team Dice Reilly and together they still wouldn’t be as good as me haha

Dicey starts to walk again when Christy James walks around the corner and bumps into him

Christy: Oh I’m so sorry Dicey….

Dicey: Shh shh shh shh, it’s ok sweetheart, don’t apologise for fate

Dicey starts to laugh as he gives her a cheeky wink, Christy looks at him and smiles back not knowing if he’s serious or joking

Dicey: Im only messing with ya, whats up?

Christy: Oh thank god, I thought you were serious there for a second, the thoughts of you and me (Christy makes a shuddering noise)

Dicey: I am standing here you know

Christy goes red with embarrassment

Christy: Sorry, anyway you have a big match this week against one of the participants in the Night of Glory Main Event, Lex Hart…

Dicey: Let me stop you right there Christy, I don’t give a <beep> what match old Pink Pants is in, he is still a pink wearing Canadian ball bag, that I have on numerous occasions slapped the Maple out of his mouth, just because he has somehow found his way into the Main Event in the Greatest show of the year doesn’t mean I won’t beat him until he’s seeing visions of cousin Owen and Grandpa Stew oiled up and pulling the jock strap off one and other

Christy flinches as the vision of Owen and Stew Hart pops into her head

Dicey: Everyone and there dog knows that if I wasn’t defending MY TV Title at NoG, then I would be in that Elimination Match instead of the dumb canuck, but Im not bitter because I have bigger fishes to fry in the shape of big, brawn and stupid, Antoine Mason

Christy: We saw you picking up the pin on Monday on Mason, do you think that gives you the edge on him

Dicey: I don’t need the “edge” on Mason or anyone else, just because he beaten Mark Matzko a few times doesn’t mean <beep>, my nana could beat up Matzko and do it in less time than it took Mason, Ive seen people like Mason before all C0ck and no balls, he talks a good game but when it comes down to it he’s just big mouth and nothing else, well Mason I have big balls and I cant wait to shove them down that mouth of yours…

Christy looks shockingly at Dicey who realises what he just said

Dicey: Well that didn’t sound right…but I do have big balls

Christy: I’m…sure…you…do anyway I have to go, I’l see you around Dicey

Christy walks off leaving Dicey standing in the hallway, he slaps himself in the head

Dicey: I want to shove my Big balls in your mouth…arrrgh!!! Stupid, Dicey, we could have been in there

Dicey walks off towards his dressing room

the lights go out and there's green fire works at the top of the stag then the one and only hits, yarmouth blade comes out bouncing on his tip toes, the crowd goes wild.

blade walks down to the ring giving high fives to the crowd as he walks down the ramp and into the ring.he gets a mic, hello 6cw universe.

crowd x5 (yarmouth blade chant)

well what an escalation we had for you last week hey.

crowd x5

I finally got one over angle of the untouchables.

crowd boo x5

now were in a triple tag team match with the core which is my self Frank rook. and triple d.

crowd x5

and were facing the untouchables and Jerome Dubois.

crowd x5 (boo)

my old bumhole friend Jerome Dubois the man can only win by cheating.

the crowd start the bumhole chant at Jerome Dubois.

now me and bumhole have had a history in the past and i cant wait to get my hands on him.he's just one French bumhole who has no respect for himself or his father who has taught me a great deal in this business and i will make sure that Jerome Dubois will know what respect means.

now on to the untouchables.

crowd boo x5

they robbed us of our belts we should now be the tag champs of the world at this time not those idiots but we will get them sooner or later he Franky.

crowd chant rooky, rooky, rooky

now triple d we have not seen eye to eye but i just hope for one night we will unite as one team and kick there candy ass all over the place.

because I am the one and only, blade points the mic to the crowd and the shout yarmouth blade x10.

the one and only hits and he leaves the ring waving to the fans and giving high fives to the crowd as he leaves.

As Yarmouth Blade gets to the top of the ramp, "Sabotage" by Beastie Boys hits and Duke Dylan Debadguy walks out, he stares intently into the eyes of Yarmouth Blade who doesn't look concerned at all, Duke smirks and puts the microphone to his mouth;

DDD: So you and Frank Rook should be Tag Champs? From what I remember Mr Blade, you and Rook lost cleanly to those "idiots". Let me ask you a question. If they are the idiots, what does that make you?

(Yarmouth Blade goes to speak)

DDD: I'm not done yet Blade, lips moving, still talking. Now i'm not a fan of you or Frank Rook, I don't like you and I don't rate you, as far as i'm concerned you and your buddy can take your crowd pointing to rubbish entrance music antics and disappear from 6CW. But, for some reason, Gerard Dubois sees something in you. He sees something in me, because I should already be 6CW TV Champion. If it wasn't for our opponent Jerome Dubois attacking me when I had the win in the bag. And you are right. We need to unite and kick "their candy ass" as you so eloquently put it, all over the place.

Blade: I...

DDD: Manners Yarmouth Blade, manners. They don't cost a penny. The point is, I don't care if "we" get the win. I don't care if you and Frank Rook get what you would call redemption on The Untouchables. I'm on one side of the ring, and Jerome Dubois is on the other side. Do yourself a favour Blade, stay out of my way on Escalation. Leave Jerome Dubois to me, I am 6CW's resident bad guy, and I will prove it when I put the French Fancy in his place.

(Triple D nonchalantly drops the microphone and walks backstage)

The titantron goes black and the fans in the arena quieten down.

A dot appears on the screen flashing.
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...RT #generation_z_ We are Legion

The fans in the arena simultaneously reach into their pockets to receive an email. It too reads ‘We are Legion’.

The words on the screen fade away and in its place is an image of a mask.
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Underneath fades in 'We are coming'.

GenZ

I am JJ,the GM of 6CW and I am not sure who you character is mate,do you mind dropping me a PM to just let me know so I can work out a debut for you,cheers.

the camera spins round the back stage area and yarmouth blade is talking to some security men when christy walks up to him, hi yarmouth blade can i ask you your reaction to what ddd said to you on the stage just now?

blade looks into the camera and smiles, first of by god christy your hot we must go on a date some time hunny.

christy doesn't know where to put her face.

yb only joking hunny calm down, now ddd we agree on two things we don't like each other and we certainly don't like how did you put it that French fancy Jerome Dubois, what big words you have my friend.

ch, blade will you be able to get a long with ddd on escalation on Monday night?

yb well christy babe me and Frank Rook will get a long with ddd but will he get a long with us that's the question?but let me tell you some think, we do care about winning i want to win as many matches as i can so you better be on your game ddd.

the camera spins round out of shot as yarmouth blade walks away.

a vignette plays.

a mysterious man is walking alone at night in the middle of nowhere all is seen is the shadow of this man. he arrives outside a building. he just walks straight through the door .he's walking through the empty hallways suddenly a guy is walking towards him. he looks the guy in the eyes who starts screaming and runs off.

suddenly the lights go out in the arena and blood starts to drip from the ceiling onto the crowd who are wondering what's going on.

the camera cuts to the guy standing on top of the roof with his eyes glowing red. he slowly raises his arms up and he disappears.

the name cerberus is in the sky written in blood

the scene ends with a sign written in blood saying

next week comes the guard of the underworld.

The camera cuts to a darkened room backstage. Within several monitors align the back wall, each flickering with static and white noise.
In front them silhouetted against the screen sits a lone figure, his features are hidden.
Slowly he reaches out to a keyboard and types out a word, the camera follows and zooms in.

A....N....O....N....Y....M....O....U.....S

He presses Enter and the screens simultaneously flicker to life.

A masked face appears on every monitor. The same as that appeared on the titantron earlier.

Are you watching us?

Or

Are we watching you?

We are Legion

We are Anonymous

We are No-one

We are Everyone

It begins to fade out but one image remains:

#generation_z_

Johnny Dice arrives at the arena in his convertable hire car. He is wearing a suit, unbuttoned shirt with gold cufflinks.

He jumps out and grabs his bag.

JD: going to have to get myself some wheels for the UK. And learn to drive on the left as well - that old lady nearly bought the farm!

Johnny walks through the arena doors and is stopped by security.

JD: Hey, watch the threads, amigo. This is Italian Silk and I dont need some beefcake getting it all creased.

Security: Where do you think you are going.

JD: I am Johnny Dice - the next big thing in 6CW - and that is something you can put your house on. Johnny "loaded" Dice is the new star attraction.

The security guard checks his sheet and allows Johnny through. He walks backstage and asks a crew hand where his dressing room is. After settling in, he opens his bag and pulls out a dossier of his opponent.

JD: You are one ugly freak mister. And not the worlds greatest talker by the looks of things. What exactly has 6CW management seen in you? What on earth will they get from having you on the show? Money? Ratings? Merchandise sales?

Johnny closes the dossier and takes out some poker chips that he flicks between his fingers.

JD: Whereas, I have Hollywood looks, a personality to match and such freakish in ring skills, the whole world is going to tune in. And you can put the house on that.

The camera cuts to backstage where Christy James is relaxing in her locker room, she has a diet coke in her hand and is flicking through the channels.

Christy: Ah Jersey Shore, bit of normality compared to some of those guys I've interviewed over the past few days.

As she settles down though the screen begins to flicker.

Christy: Huh? Why cannot anything work in this place?

She gets up and hits the top of the tv, it briefly flickers and then the signal strengthens, a masked figure appears on the screen.

Christy: Urgh, Snooki needs to sort out her make up!

Masked figure: Sit down Christy.

Christy backs away from the tv and grabs the remote.
She flicks the channels.

The mask remains
Sometimes smaller
Sometimes larger
Sometimes multiples
Sometimes upside down

Masked figure: Are you finished Christy?

Christy screams and throws the remote at the screen, it bounces off and drops to the floor.

Masked figure: We shall commence.

Images flash out of the screen, lolcats, 4chan, sciencology, wikileaks, Rick Astley, no Cussing Club, Sarah Palin, and then back to the masked figure.

We are one
We are few
We are many
We are all

We are neither here nor there
We are nowhere yet everywhere

We are #winning

We empower the meek
We provide a voice
We have no place for egos

For we are Legion

We are Anonymous

We do not forget
We do not forgive

WE DO NOT FORGIVE! WE DO NOT FORGIVE! WE DO NOT FORGIVE! WE DO NO...

Christy grabs the cable leading out of the back of the tv and rips the plug from the socket on the wall then drops it to the floor. The tv goes black.

Her phone vibrates with a message. She pulls it out her pocket and looks down in shock before dropping it to the floor and running out of the room.
The camera zooms in on the message...

from Anonymous
WE DO NOT FORGIVE!

Johnny Dice looks over at Mr Jones and the beast of an opponent.

He rummages in his bag before pulling out a little black book. He tears out a page and hands it to Mr Jones.

JD: This is my TV debut. I want people to remember this match, so I want you to look respectable. Thats the number for Candy - she'll sort you out with a haircut. She's gold that girl - used to work on tour with the Flock of Seagulls in the 80's.

Johhny goes back to his bag and takes out a pair of steel dice that he starts rotating in the palm of his hand.

JD: I can see you mean business but you have me pegged all wrong. You call me a gambler. That is something I am not. A gamble implies an element of chance. I dont leave things to chance. I make sure that if I am putting money on something, the cards are stacked in my favour. This "contest" of ours is anything but fair. I have friedns who have friends who have told me everything I need to know about your protoge.

JD: And just because he is no longer wanted by the freaks at the crcus anymore, doesnt mean that he is going to make it in 6CW. I know about you Jones. And I know more than anyone else in this federation about you Internecio.

Johnny slumps back down in his chair and flicks on a big plasma screen with live satellite of a Kentucky Horse meet.

JD: Now unless, you two have anything else to say, I suggest that you leave this room before I show you exactly what I am all about.

Johnny looks back over at Internacio and then Mr Jones.

JD: you remember our little chat today. And hopefully, you will have learnt a lesson that Johnny Dice always wins. Especially if it looks like the odds are against him. And you can put your house on that.