Wednesday, July 5th 2000: Wednesday Night Death from Above
Card #11 - Match #3

LimousineDriver Vs. William

Authour:  Frank Landry (Chrono) [Commissioner]
Match: Parking Lot Match.
Rules: None, last man standing.
Titles: None.
Commentators:  Iaian McBride, James Colburn

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Colburn: Well, it seems that LD has arrived for his match, I wonder if
        Dark Angel got here first?

McBride: Dude, he was in a taxi.  Those things get higher privileges than
        the military, as far as their driving is concerned.

Colburn: Good point.

McBride: Well here is our next match. It is between Quinn and William.

Psycho: Hello

Colburn: AHHHHH!! Don’t do that.

McBride: Where did you come from?

Psycho: From behind

Colburn: Are you trying to give me a heart attack!?

Psycho: Yes

McBride: Why are you here?

Psycho: Well a camera man is in this match and I want to see what he is
       capable of.

Colburn: Figures, wait isn't William a manager now.

Psycho: Once a cameraman, always a cameraman. Anyways can we start the
       match?

McBride: Sure. The match is being held outside in the parking lot.

(The viewscreen turns on. Quinn and William are in the parking lot looking
 at each other.)

Colburn: I will switch on the mics. Are you guys ready?

Quinn: Yeah sure. Lets get this over with.

William: Fine by me

(They charge at each other. Their fists collide with each other and they
 start a fist fight.)

McBride: Wow, look at that. Not one hit is getting through. They just keep
        parrying each other.

(Quinn does a spinning roundhouse kick and it knocks William back. Quinn
 goes for a double butterfly kick but William ducks and kicks him in the
 lower part of the back. Quinn does a flip and manages to land on his
 feet.)

Colburn: That would have hurt if he didn’t land it.

Psycho: Not bad for a camera man.

McBride: What is it with you and camera guys?

(William goes for a crescent kick, Quinn cartwheels out of the way and does
 a leg sweep. William falls to the ground. Quinn attempts to do a leg drop
 but William rolls out of the way and Quinn falls down hard.)

Colburn: I heard that one. That must of hurt.

Psycho: It doesn’t hurt as much as you think

(Quinn gets back up. William goes for a punch to the face but Quinn parries
 it, grabs the arm, and flips him over his body onto the ground. William 
 thrusts his leg up and hits Quinn in the face. Quinn’s nose starts
 bleeding. William gets back up.)

McBride: Yes, blood!

Psycho: You like blood don’t you?

McBride: Oh yes very much. Blood is so cool.

(Psycho punches McBride in the nose. Mcbride’s nose starts bleeding.)

McBride: My nose!! Why did you do that?

Psycho: To see if blood is as cool as you say it is. I think you are right.

Colburn: I think he is right too. Blood is so cool.

McBride: Oh great I am being double teamed here. Can we get back to the
        match?

(Quinn goes for an axe kick but William dodged to the right and knees
 Quinn in the gut. Quinn back away while William charges and goes for a
 jump kick. Quinn backflips onto the hood of a car and William just misses
 him by a foot.)

Colburn: Man that was close.

(William goes for a spin kick to knock Quinn of his feet. Quinn flips 
 forward, puts his hands on William’s head, pushes himself off, and lands
 on his feet. William turns around and they lock their hands together.)

McBride: Hey, its’ one of those mercy fights. Those are so cool.

Psycho: Are they really?

McBride: NO THEY ARE NOT!!!

(Colburn starts laughing.)

Psycho: You can see the tension between those two.

(Quinn and William’s face start turning red. They both go for a headbutt
 and hit each other. They let go and grab their heads.)

William: What were you thinking?

Quinn: The same as you.

McBride: I can’t believe they both thought of the same stupid plan.

(Both William and Quinn fall to the ground. Something starts beeping.)

Colburn: What’s that noise?

(Quinn looks at his watch.)

Quinn: I got to go. You win William.

(Quinn gets up and walks away in a hurry.)

McBride: Hmm...he's right, the next match is gonna start soon.

Colburn: What? No clue here. Psycho do you have a clue?

Psycho: Nope. But I must admit, that camera guy sure is tough.

William: Why thank you.

(Psycho looks at Colburn.)

Psycho: You left the two-way on.

McBride: I am just going to get out of the way here.

Colburn: OH SHI...........

(Psycho grabs Colburn by the throat and chokeslams him through the 
 announcer’s table. Psycho walks toward a camera and punches it then walks
 out of the arena.)

McBride: Are you OK Colburn?

(Colburn’s eyes are glazed over.)

McBride: I guess not.  Well that was definitely short.  I guess many
        would consider a throw-away win strange, but I have a feeling
        he wants to have a personal seat at the next match.