Joe: Well, here comes everybody's least favourite diva in the world...
Quagmire: Ugh, its KidDivason. Hey, didn't someone say that if he wins this thing he gets to choose what brand he'll be on?
Kiddson walks out onto the stage and points to his T-Shirt.
It reads "JBW: RIP".
He takes it off and runs down the ramp at top speed, slides under the ropes and wails into TDA and The Prophecy, breaking up their attempts at eliminating Jason.
TDA shows his frustration and starts throwing haymakers at Kiddson, who absorbs the blows, and fires back with some mean looking punches of his own.
The Prophecy whips Jason Alexander into the opposing corner Jason was nearly eliminated from, and follows two steps behind him, nailing him with a brutal clothesline that nearly sends him flying over the top turnbuckle. Proph grabs one of Jason's legs and lifts it over the top rope and tries to eliminate him, Jason holds on to Prophs hair, and Proph is forced to bring him back in.
TDA is getting pummeled by Kiddson in another corner, when all of a sudden he catches one of Kiddson's fists and twists it with all of his strength.
Kiddson let's out a scream as he drops to his knees in agony.
TDA continues to hold firm onto Kiddson's awkwardly twisted fist as he stares deep into Kiddsons soul. He holds his gaze for a second or two, then forces him back to his feet, before pulling him into a deadly looking clothesline.
Sly: Short clothesline!! Jake Roberts eat your heart out, that nearly took Kiddsons head off!
TDA drops an elbow on Kiddson, but Kiddson moves, quickly rises and drops an elbow of his own, landing hard on TDA's chest.
Joe: Well, we're a quarter of the way through this thing.
Peter: Shut up, Joe, nobody cares about that, they just want to see who's picked a lame number like five!
Jason Alexander hits a dangerous looking superkick on The Prophecy, who is beginning to show the effects of the brawl from earlier, and begins stomping him.
Larry: Its RedruM!! Now things are gonna pick up. This guy makes being bad an art form, and there's four guys in that ring that are about see him at work up close and personal.
RedruM casually walks down the ramp, carrying his SHOWDOWN! TV Championship, ignoring the fans who reach out and try to get a high five. He hands his belt to a random stage hand, and jumps clear onto the apron in one leap. Jason Alexander runs over to him and attacks him before he can even step through the ropes. RedruM blocks one of Jason's punches, and retaliates with a headbutt that sends him flying across the ring.
RedruM steps through the ropes and spots Kiddson, who is just getting up off the floor, and rushes towards him, laying him out with a powerful knee to the head.
RedruM stomps on a downed Prophecy as he makes his way over to Jason. He reaches down, grabs him by the throat and lifts him clean off the floor; bringing him back down hard the mat with a wicked chokeslam. He spins around swiftly, and finds himself face to face with TDA.
Peter: Oh, boy, oh, boy! This is what this type of match is all about!!
TDA doesn't hesitate and fires off on the big man with rights and lefts, forcing RedruM to back off towards the ropes.
RedruM bobs and weaves, and tries to avoid TDA's oncoming onslaught, but gets caught hard on the chin. As he leans back on the ropes he catches sight of another oncoming fist, which he promptly ducks, and uses TDA's own momentum against him and flips him over the top rope.
The crowd let out a collective groan as TDA is almost eliminated, but manages to hold onto the ropes, saving himself at the last minute. Thinking fast, he grabs a hold of the back of RedruM's head, and runs him towards the corner, smashing his face on the turnbuckle upon arrival, stunning the hulking SHOWDOWN! TV Champion. TDA throws caution to the wind and riskily climbs to the top rope.
TDA jumps towards RedruM with a crossbody block.
RedruM catches TDA in a show of pure power, and hits him with a powerful powerslam. As soon as he gets to his feet, though, The Prophecy hits him with Lights Out, taking him off of his feet.
Sly: Now that was one hell of a superkick!
The Prophecy looks down and mocks RedruM, but Kiddson creeps up behind him and grabs him around the waist and german suplexes him.
Pat: OK, folks, its time for entrant number six to enter the fray.
Dudley: This thing needs K-Jam so bad.
Sly: Its one half of the SHOWDOWN! Tag Team Champions.. Sully!!
Larry: That's Dave Sullivan to you, Jack! This guy is pure class. He and his cousin are two of the biggest reason that SHOWDOWN! gets the ratings that it does. A future world champion if ever I saw one.
Peter: High praise indeed, Larry... High praise indeed.
Joe: HA! Getting praise from Larry is like getting baptised by Tom Tucker.
Quagmire: I think I'd prefer to get praised from Mugabe.
Sully gets to the ring steps and takes his Steelers shirt off. He feigns throwing it into the crowd, but instead kisses it, and carefully folds it up before handing it, and his SHOWDOWN! Heavyweight Tag Team Championship, to a stagehand.
He runs up the steps, and springboards into the ring and nails Kiddson with a lethal clothesline.
Larry: There it is.
Sully turns around and hits Jason Alexander with a dropkick, but when he gets up he is caught with a boot from TDA. TDA reaches down and picks up Sully, but Sully pushes him off and throws an elbow to TDA's jaw, knocking him back. Sully then kicks TDA in the gut, puts his head between his legs, lifts him up and runs a few steps before hitting him with a sit out powerbomb.
RedruM gets to his feet, and makes his way over to The Prophecy who is just getting to his feet himself. 'Rum starts laying down some brutal forearm smashes onto Prophs back and neck area, forcing him back to the mat. He then dead lifts him into a crushing gut wrench suplex.
Jason Alexander, lifts Kiddson off of the floor, and shakes him to his senses. He then points at RedruM, and the pair approach him with intent..
Pat: It looks like the two outsiders have just given themselves an insiders chance by forming some kind of coalition here.
Sully has TDA teetering on the ropes, and is on the verge of eliminating him, when TDA suddenly twists his body and grabs him in a front facelock. The suddenness of the hold causes Sully to forget all thought of eliminating TDA, and focus on staying awake.
Peter: Holy crap, TDA surprised the younger Sully with that old school manoeuvre. I bet they don't even teach moves like that anymore.
Pat: Sully looks like he's fading there.
Sly: Sully looks like he's almost out.