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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:49:28 GMT -5
Warning: The following content is rated TV-MA and it is for mature audiences only. This program has the strong possibility of containing extreme graphic violence, strong profanity, nudity and/or strong sexual content and does not cater to the politically correct and those who are easily offended. Viewer Discretion is advised.
We pan to the arena. None of the usual intros, no nothing. Everybody that's associated with PCW, whether it's backstage, commentary or wrestling wise, stands around the ringside area and in attendance, the sold out crowd of 18,711 fans in the Prudential Center in Newark, New Jersey all stand on their feet. As the camera pans in the ring. PCW owner Terrell Ryder is in the ring with a microphone in his hand. He stands at the front of the gathering and begins to speak…
Terrell Ryder: Normally this broadcast would begin with a voice over, some pyro and all that jazz, but not tonight. Right now we are going to do something for the town of Newtown, Connecticut. Admittedly, I'm not a parent but I know some people within this company that are and this tragedy has every decent human being in the country feeling emotional. When I heard of it myself. I was struck with grief and emotion because I would hate to imagine being a parent and losing my kid to such acts of cowardice. It's also another reason why we here at PCW do not condone those type of actions and what we can do is give our thoughts, prayers and support to those families in Newtown.
A few tears run down the face of the PCW CEO.
Terrell Ryder: So right now. I urge the time keeper to give us a ten bell salute to honor and respect the victims of this horrible tragedy. Ring the bell.
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After that last bell. Several of the roster members, stone faced, have tears streaming down their faces and a good portion of the fans are also with tears streaming down their faces. Terrell wipes a trailing tear away and speaks into the microphone, his voice wavering and cracked…
Terrell Ryder: Now let's get ready to do what we do best. We are going to give all of the people a kick ass show. Are you ready?!?! NO! I SAID…ARE… YOU… READY?!?!?!
The crowd cheers and everybody makes their way to the back. Desiree Miles and Shannon Saint sit down, both noticably crying.
DM: Shit! That was powerful!
SS: You're not kidding! I have three wonderful kids and it hits home you know! That moment was for humanity and to honor the fallen victims!
DM: Absolutely correct! Welcome everybody to another edition of Saturday Night Rapture, live on the Premium Television Network! Tonight's episode takes place from the Prudential Center in Newark, New Jersey! I am the voice of PCW, Desiree Miles alongside Shannon Saint and we are going to have a good show!
SS: Don't we always have good shows? I mean, we're trendsetters! We da best!
DM: Okay you rotund individual! Knock it off with that DJ Khaled crap! Tonight we have a special main event! For the first time in PCW history! A champions ball match which pits the PCW World Heavyweight Champion Adrien Cochrane teaming up with tag team champions The Bull and Ape Alliance against Heather Monroe, the Broadcast Champion Jay Thunder and the Platinum Champion, Jerry Matthews!
SS: This is a first for PCW and it's a damn good concept if I may say so myself! All the title holders and the previous World Champ in this match! It's got the makings to be a good one!
DM: In one on one action! The CWF Hall of Famer himself Magnus Thunder will go up against the rising star, Smith Jones!
SS: I'm telling you! Smith Jones has been impressing me in bunches! And Struggle for Power was no exception! Beating Brian Stryker and lasting until the final four where he was eliminated by Syn! Tonight is a battle as he faces the 505 pound giant but it'll be a good one though!
DM: In more singles action! Mya Denton boldly challenged Yoshiru Long to a match on Twitter immediately after Struggle for Power, and Yoshiru has accepted, making this match official!
SS: It's a bold move! Mya's got the perverbial balls so to speak, but Yoshiru is a former PCW World Heavyweight Champion! Mya's going to have a tough time against this PCW Hall of Famer!
DM: And a battle between two of the up and coming stars in PCW today! Brian Stryker and Chris Marks set to go one on one!
SS: These two had their moments in the Battlefield and did battle against each other in there for a brief amount of time! This should be a good one!
DM: This upcoming match should also be a good one as Kai will go one on one against... Jenny Tuck!
SS: Now Jenny does get me hard but I'm not so sure how good of a match up this is for her! I mean, it's fucking Kai! He's a two time PCW World Tag Team Champion and the younger brother of one of the more feared stars in PCW today! Henna has her work cut out for her here!
DM: And in other action! We have Aurora Rose taking on former PCW World Champion, Curtis Wilkes!
SS: Curtis is getting back to a roll! He beat Magnus Thunder at Struggle for Power III and had a great showing in the Struggle for Power Battlefield! Curtis seems back at form and that's going to be a huge problem for Aurora!
DM: And last but not least! We have four way action as Kai pulls double duty as he squares off against Adrian Tanner Jr, Mike Park and Tamara!
SS: This is gonna be a sleeper pick for a good match! Kai's one of the better talents we have and has two tag team title reigns to his name, but the other three are looking to prove themselves and move up in the world of PCW!
DM: Wait! Hold on! (checking through headset) Are you serious? SHIT! We have a major situation backstage! Get a camera back there ASAP!
Rapture cuts to the backstage shot. The cameraman is running and the picture is very shaky. There are two EMT’s running down the hall and the cameraman is running behind them. They go around a corner and find a mess of items everywhere and some wrestlers and tech crew standing over someone. The area looks like a warzone! There are knocked over crates and garbage cans, dented road cases, a guitar has been somehow smashed with a big hole in the middle of it. A steel folding chair seat is hanging off of its frame. The camera is still very shaky as the cameraman puts it on his shoulder. The scene settles now and we can see the bloodied face of one of the PCW champions!
EMT: Can you hear me? Can you see me? Jay. Jay! Jordan, can you hear my voice?
He is covered in blood, all over his face, arms, and chest. He has a cut over his left eye and he is bleeding from the nose as well. As the EMT holds his eyelids open, his eyeballs stare off into nowhere. They shine a flashlight into his eyes. No response. One of them gets out the smelling salts. He revives immediately and starts to look around at the crowd of people that have assembled all around him. The Broadcast Championship is laying beside him with a note taped to the front of it. The camera zooms in to the note written in black marker. One word. ‘Mine’. EMT’s continue to work on Jay Thunder and Rapture goes back to ringside.
SS: Broadcast Champion Jay Thunder has been laid flat out backstage! Someone doesn't want to see him compete in the Champions Ball main event here tonight!
DM:There are a few people out there who would want to lay claim to the PCW Broadcast Championship. That note said ‘mine’. A very clear message from an unclear source. I already have my suspicions, Taint.
SS: Don’t you start blaming people at random!!! It could be anybody! I don’t think he’s okay back there.
DM: Can Jay Thunder compete in tonight’s main event? Stay tuned to Rapture and find out later tonight! But let's get to our first match of the night! Take it away, Jimmy!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: This is your opening contest for Saturday Night Rapture and it is a four way match!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Whatever" by Our Lady Peace hits and Kai quickly walks down the isle to the ring, glancing at the crowd a few times while Mya Denton walks behind him.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied to the ring by Mya Denton. From Parts Unknown, weighing in at 210 pounds. He is a member of The Disciples of Syn... This... IS... KAI!!!
He walks up the steel steps and enters the ring while Mya stands on the floor below. Kai then crosses his arms as he awaits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And the second participant!
The house lights dim to black and spliced footage from Metal Gear Solid III appears on the screen.
Revolver Ocelot: Hold it right there, traitor. Let's find out just how lucky you are.
Ocelot reveals a bullet for his revolver. He loads the bullet.
Ocelot: Watch closely.
Ocelot takes out two more revolvers.
Ocelot: One of these three guns has a single bullet in it. I'm going to pull the trigger six times in a row. Are you ready?
Ocelot juggles the three guns. Each time he pulls a trigger, Sokolov winces. The fifth time a trigger is pulled, Sokolov pisses his pants.
Ocelot: Looks like your luck hasn't run out yet.
The sixth time, the gun fires and the screen shatters into a million pieces as "Bullet" by Genuflect booms through the speakers. Loud fireworks explode from the stage as the song kicks in and Adrian Tanner Jr stands in the middle of the stage, arms out to his side and head covered by the hood of his ring jacket. Red and white spotlights illuminate the stage as plays through the PA.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Tucson, Arizona, weighing in at 225 pounds... "THE ARIZONA ASSASSIN"... ADRIAN TANNER JR!!!
The red spotlights make a circle through the crowd while the white spotlights pulse in tune with the music for a very dizzying effect, as the Arizona Assassin makes his way down the ramp. He walks down the ramp towards the ring, slapping hands with a few fans before he pulls the jacket off as he slides under the ropes. He mounts the nearest turnbuckle and makes a gun motion with his left hand. He cocks the "guns", "fires" then jumps down and begins his pre-match warmup.
Jimmy Wilkes: And now participant number three!
"In The City" By Kevin Rudolf hits and the crowd cheers as Mike Park walks out onto the stage. He looks around and raises his arms in the air to an even bigger pop.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from New York, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds... MIKE PARK!!!
Park now walks down the ramp with a bit of focus on his face. He reaches the end and looks around before stepping on the apron and entering the ring. He then hops on the top turnbuckle and raises his arms again before hopping down. From there, he waits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And now participant number four!
"Business Suits And Combats Boot" by The Agonist hits and the crowd boos loudly. Couple of seconds go by and she comes out from behind the curtain and has an evil scowl on her face, like she's not happy to be out there.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from London, Ohio. Representing the Dark Apocalypse... TAMARA!!!
She starts walking down the ramp slowly before sliding into the ring via the bottom rope. She goes to the top rope and relishes in the negative reaction before hopping off. She goes to her corner and waits for the match to begin.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And this match starts with a bang! Park instantly goes after Tamara as Tanner goes after Kai! Park with a right. Another right! A third! And he has Tamara backed up to the ropes! Park backs off...only to return with a hard knee lift sending Tamara to the outside! Tanner and Kai exchange hard rights as Kai is losing ground, nearing the ropes.
SS: Explosive start to this match!
DM: Park from behind...and he clotheslines both Kai and Tanner over the top on the opposite side of the ring! Tamara gets back to his feet in front of us here as Park rushes at him...baseball slide...NO! Tamara moves out of the way as Park slides out of the ring! And he snaps off a headscissors on Park!
SS: Ha! That was beautiful!
DM: Tamara slides back in to the ring as Kai and Tanner return to their feet on the other side. Tamara with a full head of steam...summersault plancha over the top...Kai and Tanner are taken back to the mat! Tamara climbs up to the apron as Park slowly slides back in to the ring.
Tamara waits as Tanner and Kai start to get back up. Tamara runs the apron and dives off with a sommersault...but she's caught by Kai! Park rushes at the ropes and suicide dives...but is planted with a vicious clothesline in mid-air from Tanner! Kai runs with Tamara in the powerbomb position...and he forces her back first in to the ring post! Tamara crumbles to the floor! Kai rolls back in to the ring as does Tanner. And they lock up! Both men struggle but Tanner is able to get the upperhand as he forces Kai in to the corner. Shoulder to the gut... another... another!
DM: Tanner has taken over this match, Saint!
SS: He is so powerful in the ring, Desiree!
DM: And he takes Kai to the ground with a belly to belly suplex! Park is back on the apron now and Tanner throws a right at him...but Park ducks it! Park latches Tanner's arms, holding him in place as Tamara stands on the apron in front of the aisle. Tamara with the springboard...and she nails Tanner with a missile dropkick as Park moves out of the way!
SS: Do you see how skilled Tamara really is?!
DM: Tamara approaches Park...and Park buries a shoulder to the gut! Tamara stumbles back hunched over...and Park dives over the top for a sunset flip...but Tamara grabs hold of the top rope!
SS: See how smart he is!
DM: Kai is back to his feet...and he grabs Tamara with a rear waist lock! He's trying to pull Tamara over for a german suplex, but Tamara is holding on for dear life! Tanner has returned to his feet...and he grips around Kai and Tamara with a rear waist lock! Kai with a back elbow...and a second on Tanner! Tanner stumbles off as Kai gives Tamara one more good yank...overhead german suplex...and Tamara lands on Tanner for a vertical moonsault!
SS: Wasn't really a counter... but it works!
DM: He has the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!
DM: Kai quickly breaks up the three count! Kai turns to Park...and Park catches him with a jaw breaking knee lift! Kai stumbles and falls to a knee as Park hits the far ropes...shining wizard on the rebound! Tamara slowly gets back to her feet as Park stalks her... double knees to the back of the head as Park falls back to the mat!
SS: Such a painful move!
DM: Tanner slowly gets to his feet as Park waits. Park rushes in with a spinwheel kick...but Tanner catches him! And he drives Park to the mat with a hard slam! Tanner quickly picks Park back up. He lifts Park in a powerbomb position and rushes at the ropes... NO! Park counters with a hurricanrana at the last second, forcing Tanner over the top rope, crashing to the outside!
SS: And look at the skills! Park lands on the apron after that impressive move!
DM: Tamara comes at Park...but Park again delivers a shoulder to the gut! Tamara hunches over as Park slingshots landing on top of Tamara's back! He dives off of Tamara...and he catches Kai with a tornado DDT! Park quickly makes the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
DM: NO! Tamara breaks up the count! Tamara brings Park back to his feet.. .boot to the gut! Sfe lifts Park in to the air...front suplex!
SS: She better watch out! Tanner is getting back in!
DM: And Tanner from behind with a full nelson on Tamara! He brings Tamara high in to the air...and drives hr to the mat with a vicious slam! Tanner picks up Kai...and Kai delivers a boot to the gut! He grabs hold of Tanner... GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! He nailed Tanner with the gutwrench!
SS: We're going to have a winner!
DM: Kai quickly makes the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THR...NO!!!!!
SS: I thought he had it!
DM: Park with the save, and this match will continue! Kai makes it back to his feet as Park come at him with a right. Kai ducks it...back suplex! Tamara is back to her feet...and Kai instantly grips her with a waist lock! He takes Tamara over... belly to belly!
SS: Kai is on fire!
DM: Tanner is slow to get to his feet...and Kai delivers a dropkick to the knee! Tanner drops to one knee as Kai grabs him with a front facelock. Tanner pushes Kai off in to the ropes. Tanner gets to his feet as Kai returns...and he drops Kai with a big boot! Park is back to his feet and rushes at Tanner...but Tanner brings him back to the mat with a flapjack!
SS: Damn! These guys are giving it their all!
DM: Can you blame them?! Tamara takes Tanner down with a devastating spinwheel kick! Tamara leans down to pick Tanner back up... SLEEPER HOLD! He's got it locked in! Tamara is struggling!
Tamara fights but she is quickly fading! The ref checks on her...and she is nearly out! NO!!! Kai with a knee drop to the skull...and Tanner is forced to release the hold! Kai picks Tanner up and tosses him through the ropes to the outside! He picks up Tamara and tosses her outside as well! Kai picks up Park...setting him up for the gutwrench...NO!!! Park with a double leg takedown...and he locks in the Dragon Sleeper!
DM: Park is on his way to victory here! He has Kai in the center of the ring!
SS: If Kai taps here, this match is done!
DM: Kai looks to be in pain here! He has his hand in the air...ready to tap...
SS: Come on, Kai!
DM: Tamara's on the apron...springboard dropkick! And she saves the match! Tanner is back in the ring as well! Tamara picks up Park...and he has him set for the Turnbuckle Burner...NO!!! Park with the reversal in to an enzuigiri!!! And Tanner quickly levels Park with a vicious lariat!
SS: That was brutal!
DM: Tanner makes the cover on Tamara!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THR...NO!!!!!
DM: Tamara somehow rolls the shoulder! Tanner quickly pulls Tamara back to her feet...and Tamara stops his momentum with a dropkick to the knee! Park is returning to his feet... and he drills Tamara with a hard knee lift! Park whips Tanner in to the corner. He follows Tanner in...spinwheel kick!
SS: If Park hurries up here...he could score the victory!
DM: Park climbs to the top rope...TOP ROPE LEGDROP!!! Park nails Tanner! Kai is back to his feet and he boots Park in the gut... POWERBOMB!!! Park could be out!
SS: Unbelievable!
DM: Tamara with a springboard... she spins around in mid-air... NO! Kai CATCHES HIM AND DRIVES HER TO THE MAT WITH A THUNDEROUS POWERSLAM!
SS: We're down to Kai and Tanner!
DM: Kai quickly grabs hold of Tanner... KAI-BOMB! HE NAILED IT!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!
DM: He's done it!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... KAI!!!
"Whatever" by Our Lady Peace hits and the crowd cheers as Kai gets his hand raised in the air by the referee.
DM: Kai with the bounce back win in this four way match!
SS: He did very well against three very game competitors! He bounced back nicely from Struggle for Power III and got the win in his first match back in singles competition!
DM: Kai has always been that athlete to thrive in any situation! Now that he and Jay Thunder have went their separate ways, he can become a viable singles wrestler!
SS: Which he will do very well!
DM: True! Let's go backstage to the Team Lethality locker room!
Camera's pan backstage where "the deadly Rhino'' Ryan ''the Reaper'' Robinson is shown in the Team Lethality locker room sitting on a bench, while his wife Bella Brooks- Robinson is walking back and forth with a pissed look on her face, she eventually stops walking, looks over to Reaper, and begins speaking.
Bella (angry): Can you believe that Danielle is going to be out of action untill somewhere between February or March!?
Reaper shakes his head no.
Bella (still angry): You know what, babe? I blame the Elite for this! I know that Danielle's leg was injured in a match against Kai, but Yoshiru Long and Curtis Wilkes made it worse then it had to be.
Bella almost starts crying.
Bella: Danielle loves this business! she loves wrestling infront of her fans! and the Elite took about four months of that away from her! someone needs to teach them a lesson! someone needs to show Yoshiru Long that you don't fuck with Team Lethality!.
Bella actually starts crying, and Reaper stands up, walks over to her, and hugs her.
Reaper (softly speaking): Don't worry, babe, on the next episode of Rapture, I'm going to go out to the ring, and I'm going to call out Yoshiru Long.
Bella (still crying): You promise?
Reaper (in a softer voice than previously): Yes.
At that exact moment, Mariah and Rachel walk in, holding hands and talking until they notice Bella crying. Immediately, Mariah is concerned and hugs her.
Mariah Lopez: Bella. It's going to be okay. What's wrong?
Bella (still crying): It's not fair that we're not going to have Danielle in action for the next few months. She was robbed of competing.
Mariah Lopez: Hun. I feel the same way. But as she has told me. She said it was inevitable she was going to have to get surgery. She wrestled on it for about five months.
Bella: But it didn't help that The Elite targeted her and made it worse.
Mariah Lopez: True. But by the same token. So did Syn and a few others. Although The Elite were the ones who targeted it worse.
Rachel Robinson: She's right. But Reaper did say he would handle it and handle it he will. Right, Reaps?
Reaper: Of course, sis, I'm a man of my word, I always keep my promises, like I said, on the next episode of Rapture, I'm going to go out to the ring, and call out Yoshiru Long, not just for Bella, not just for Danielle, but for every member of Team Lethality.
Reaper says with a smile. Rachel looks sternly at Reaper before speaking again.
Rachel Robinson: That's good. I like that you keep your promises.
Mariah Lopez: Team Lethality are always about keeping promises. And at the end of the day. Team Lethality is the thing that matters. Not our selfish endeavors or anything like that.
Mariah pauses before turning to Bella.
Mariah Lopez: But I do admit. Bella is a comfortable sitting place.
Reaper facepalms and Rachel shakes her head. Mariah looks at both and shrugs her shoulders before standing back up and standing by Rachel again.
Reaper: Well, I wouldn't know what kind of a sitting place Bella is, but I'll admit this, I really like it when she sits on me.
Bella giggles.
Mariah Lopez: I can tell. Most men like it like that. And she's your wife so of course you like it.
Rachel Robinson: I like it when you sit on my lap.
Mariah Lopez: Me too, babe. Me too.
Reaper: You guys are weird.
Mariah Lopez: Admit it. You're entertained.
Reaper: I am, I wouldn't have it any other way, I love you guys, you're my family, besides, did I say I was normal?
Reaper laughs.
Rachel Robinson: I think you did. But even if you are a tad bit abnormal. We are not going to judge you.
Mariah Lopez: Aren't we all just a little weird anyways?
Rachel Robinson: Fantastic observation there, Mariah. One that's highly accurate.
Reaper: Indeed, no one is normal, although some people think they are.
Bella: Being normal is boring.
Mariah Lopez: It's boring and it's tired. Being weird is fun.
Rachel Robinson: You said it.
Mariah Lopez: Rachel and I are going to catch you guys later. Sound good?
Reaper: Indeed. Later you two.
The four Team Lethality members give each other a group hug before departing. From there, we take a commercial break.
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:50:07 GMT -5
We come back from the break and the lights go out in the arena. The lights quickly turn back on and "II Trill" by Bun B feat. Z-Ro and J. Prince hits and the crowd cheers loudly. James Baker appears on the stage and the reception for him grows louder. He looks around before walking down the ramp. He smirks before stepping on the steps and getting into the ring. He grabs a microphone and begins to speak.
James Baker: Now this is fresh. This crowd is red hot tonight and they sure as hell are makin' some noise up in this bitch.
The crowd cheers.
James Baker: I want to know. Did you guys enjoy everything that was Struggle for Power III?
The crowd cheers again.
James Baker: That's fantastic. A lot of shit happened at the pay-per-view. A mixture of feelings for those things. Controversial, a happy ending and anything else that's associated with what we are all about. So many things happened that the buzz is absolutely insane right now.
The crowd cheers.
James Baker: I mean, we saw a great casket match. Syn won the damn battlefield. We made history with all the sanctioned titles changing hands in the same night for the very first time. People spoke their minds and a lot of other shit. Speaking of that. I want to quickly shout out Danielle Lopez. She further injured her knee in the battlefield. She tore the meniscus in her left knee so the injury isn't as bad as it could have been, but she'll be out of action for a while. I know there are outsiders who really won't like me giving a shout out to my wife, but eh, this is PCW, meaning this is MY HOUSE! And the PCW fans love the hell out of her. Am I right?
The crowd cheers loudly.
James Baker: That's what's up and fuck the people who don't like it. Now back to business. We even had the return of legends. Leon Lonewolf dragged his ass back from parts unknown to compete in the battlefield. But more shocking enough, Mariano Fernandez even competed...
The crowd cheers loudly upon mention of Mariano's name.
James Baker: Yes! Mariano Fernandez competed and did spectacular in the match. Not only did he get to relive some old memories when he went up against both members of The Elite, fighting alongside Magnus Thunder and eliminating Curtis Wilkes, but he did get to go up against the new generation of PCW talent and I'm sure you guys will agree with me, but I thought he did damn well against them.
The crowd agrees as they chant for "Mariano".
James Baker: I'm gonna make this short and sweet. Since I'm on the subject of Mariano Fernandez. Mariano, would you please come out here.
"JAP" by Abingdon Boys School hits and the crowd cheers loudly as Mariano Fernandez comes out in street clothes. He walks down the ramp and the crowd's cheers get louder and louder. He slaps hands with the fans before stepping on the apron and making his way through the ropes. He and James share a "bro hug" before Mariano grabs a microphone. Once the music dies down. James speaks.
James Baker: Give it up for PCW's White Knight.
The crowd cheers loudly.
James Baker: Mariano. You were that damn good in the battlefield. I can safely say that as a viewer and somebody who has been as inactive as you have over the last two years. You still got it!
The crowd cheers and chants "You still got it" at Mariano. Mariano nods and allows James to continue.
James Baker: And the fact that you still have the ability is what's amazing. Now I have an offer to really put that to the test.
James pauses before continuing.
James Baker: This offer is something to put you through a test. It's been a little over three years since we last faced each other in a match and I think for old times sake. We should do that. But not at any event. Oh no. Let's do it at Wrestle Extravaganza III: St. Valentine's Massacre. What do you say?
Mariano takes a deep breath, and begins speaking.
Mariano Fernandez: You know James, I’ve been very happy working behind the scenes in PCW…
The crowd chants “PC-DUB! PC-DUB! PC-DUB! PC-DUB!”
Mariano Fernandez: Ever since our last tenure, I’ve been happy to train the people of the Rookie Academy, and the ladies of Premium Women’s Wrestling. And there was no question in my mind that PCW would return, and that I’d be there when it did. Although I didn’t believe I’d be a part of the active roster. My reasons for this were the fact that I had already been World Champion, and unlike the people we had to fight in our first time, I did not want to become one of them. I don’t want, to this day, to hold back younger talent in an effort to perpetuate myself and my ego after I’m a washed up name of the past. I don’t want to become a cancer like we’ve suffered both in PCW, and our time together in the CWF.
The crowd responds with boos.
Mariano Fernandez: But that time is now over. PCW has proven, time and time again, that it survives against anything that gets thrown its way, because it’s the will of the people here, the will of the people who’ve been here through thick and thin, and the will of the newer faces that were happy to lend a hand to PCW’s rebirth! And I now will make a little confession. I admit that watching the new PCW, my memories in my time in the ring were stirred. I may not have anything else to prove anymore, but it was never for the titles, or the fame or fortune, or worldwide recognition I’ve ever stepped into the ring and the wrestling business in the first place. It was because of a love of the sport, a passion for it, and the challenge of being the best that I could be in it. Because that is all that matters. The drive. The passion. The unadulterated, absolute joy of stepping in the ring and battle it out with whoever happens to be one’s opponent.
Furthermore, it was not only I who felt this same calling. Other people like me have longed for the old times, the times in the CWF where we would fight wars inside this squared-circle we now stand on. I’m talking about both friends and foes, in grudge matches whether a belt was on the line or not. I’m talking about Leon Lonewolf, and Magnus Thunder!
The crowd explodes at the mention of the two wrestlers.
Mariano Fernandez: And remembering those old times, I’ve also gone back to when we both started in the CWF, bitter rivals as we were. And now that you very kindly give me this invitation… I am very much honored and happy to accept!
Mariano extends his hand, and James shakes it.
Mariano Fernandez: So for the old times’ sake, and the new times that will come, I’m very happy to say it’s on! You and me, James Baker, Mariano Fernandez, Wrestle Extravaganza III!
"JAP" by Abingdon Boys School hits and James and Mariano play up to the crowd before heading out of the ring and walking up the ramp.
DM: Mariano Fernandez versus James Baker one more time at Wrestle Extravaganza III! Oh sign me up! That's going to be a treat!
SS: We have the stupid gnat against the unstable moron! Great...
DM: Piss off, Taint! It's going to be a great match! Certainly better than your all time favorite match! Rob Osbourne versus Chemical X!
SS: I HATE THOSE TWO!
DM: Don't yell at me, fatty! These two are going to add one more chapter to their rivalry and the fans certainly cannot wait for it! Right now, let's send it to Jimmy for the introductions of our next contest!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The heavy bass strokes signal the beginning of "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon and the crowd explodes into a mixture of cheers and boos as Sickboy appears on the stage. He takes his time walking down the aisle, looking over at fans in the front row who are either cheering or booing at him.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia weighing in at 265 pounds... He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame and The Australian Psycho... CURTIS WILKES!!!
He smiles at them and continues walking. he then climbs the ring steps and steps through the ropes into the ring. He holds out his arms, soaking in the reaction from the crowd, before he leans against his corner.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
"Womanizer" by Britney Spears hits the PA system and the crowd cheers as Aurora walks out rocking out as she makes her way to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Erie, Pennsylvania... AURORA ROSE!!!
She slaps a few hands along the way before sliding under the ropes and giving the rock signal to the camera.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Wilkes locks up with Aurora, and Wilkes gets the upperhand by kicking Aurora in the midsection, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex. He then lifts Aurora to her feet, and connects with a piledriver before lifting her back to her feet, and connecting with a double underhook backbreaker. He then lifts her back to her feet again, gets behind her, and connects with a german suplex before lifting her to her feet, and connecting with a gutwrench suplex. He then lifts her back to her feet again, and connects with a Sit out facebuster before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Kickout by Aurora Rose!
SS: Dammit!
DM: It's early! Calm down, will ya!
Wilkes lifts Aurora to her feet, and goes for a suplex, but Aurora fights out of it, and lands on her feet behind Wilkes. Wilkes turns around, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Wilkes gets to his feet, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Wilkes gets back to his feet, and Aurora connects with a dropkick. Wilkes gets back to his feet again, and Aurora connects with a kick to the head. She then waits for Wilkes to get to his feet. Wilkes eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a enzuigiri before waiting for Wilkes to get back to his feet. Wilkes gets to his hands and knees, and Aurora runs into the ropes, then runs back at Wilkes, and connects with a dropkick to the side of the head. She then lifts Wilkes to his feet, kicks him in the midsection, puts him in a facelock, and connects with a tornado DDT before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Now it's Curtis who kicks out!
SS: Meh! Aurora can have her little momentum swing right now! Doesn't mean anything!
DM: You are unbelievably ridiculous, Taint! Then again, you've never wrestled a day in your life and you caused PCW to go out of business the first time around!
SS: STOP PATRONIZING ME!
DM: WAAAH! Go be like Vincent Matthews and please, jump off a bridge! Will do us all some good!
Aurora waits for Wilkes to get to his feet. Wilkes eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora runs into the ropes, then runs back at Wilkes, but Wilkes catches her with a clothesline. Aurora gets to her feet, and Wilkes connects with another clothesline. Aurora gets back to her feet, and Wilkes connects with a third clothesline. Aurora gets back to her feet again, and Wilkes kicks her in the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. He then lifts her to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting her back to her feet, kicking her in the midsection, and connecting with a DDT. He then waits for Aurora to get to her feet. Aurora gets to one knee, and Wilkes connects with the Buzzsaw Kick before going for the pin!,
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Again, Aurora kicks out!
SS: GRRRRR!
Wilkes lifts Aurora to her feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Aurora reverses it into a headscissors. Wilkes gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a dropkick. Wilkes gets back to his feet, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Wilkes gets back to his feet again, and Aurora connects with another dropkick, Wilkes gets back to his feet again, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Wilkes gets back to his feet again, and Aurora connects with a third dropkick. Wilkes gets back to his feet again, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanrana. Wilkes get back to his feet again, and Aurora connects with a enzuigiri before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, and waiting for Wilkes to get to his feet. Wilkes eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick. She then lifts Wilkes to his feet, irish whips him into the turnbuckle, runs at him, and connects with a Monkey flip before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Curtis kicks out just before the three count!
Aurora goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Wilkes to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Wilkes eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora leaps off, and goes for a diving crossbody, but Wilkes catches her with a powerslam. He then lifts her to her feet, and connects with a piledriver before lifting her back to her feet, and connecting with a gutwrench suplex. He then lifts her back to her feet again, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting her back to her feet again, and connecting with a butterfly suplex. He then lifts her back to her feet again, and connects with a Sit out facebuster before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Yet another kickout by Aurora Rose!
SS: That was three!
DM: Uhh, no! She clearly kicked out, ding bat!
SS: I know what I saw... and she kicked out!
Wilkes lifts Aurora to her feet, gets behind her, and goes for a back suplex, but Aurora fights out of it by doing a back flip, and lands on her feet behind Wilkes. Wilkes turns around, and Aurora connects with a enzuigiri. She then waits for Wilkes to get to his feet. Wilkes gets to his hands and knees, and Aurora runs into the ropes, runs back at Wilkes, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head before deliver a stomp to the midsection causing Wilkes to sit up holding his stomach in pain. She then runs into the ropes, runs back at Wilkes, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before lifting Wilkes to his feet, putting him in a facelock, and connecting with a tornado DDT! She then lifts Wilkes to his feet, and connects with Thorned!.
DM: Thorned! Aurora hits her finishing move! Now she's going for the pin! We could have a huge upset here!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: CURTIS KICKS OUT! WE ALMOST HAD AN UPSET!
SS: Almost, Desiree! But now, Curtis SHOULD get himself in gear and win this thing!
Aurora waits for Wilkes to get to his feet, it takes a moment, but he eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora goes for a kick to the head, but Wilkes catches her foot, kicks her in the midsection, and connects with The Downward Spiral! He then locks in Embrace the Darkness! Aurora refuses to give up, so Wilkes puts more pressure on the hold. Aurora tries to fight out of it. She tries to get to the ropes, but she fails, and has no choice but to tap out!.
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by submission... "THE AUSTRAILIAN PSYCHO"... CURTIS WILKES!!!
"Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon hits and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as Curtis Wilkes is announced the winner.
DM: Despite bringing forth her best effort! Curtis Wilkes was just too much for her!
SS: Curtis proved that he is Elite and how he is one of the very best PCW has to offer! He's greatness!
DM: He's a good wrestler, but Aurora almost beat him! You should give her props for that!
SS: Almost doesn't cut it here! Winning does and Curtis won and Aurora lost!
DM: *sighs* Well let's go to a commercial break! We'll be back after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:51:19 GMT -5
We come back from the break and the lights in the arena go dim, and most of the arena is pitch black. Suddenly, after a few moments, a single white spotlight begins to shine on the center of the ring. The ring is covered in red carpet, and a simple wooden pulpit sits atop the carpet in the center. The low thud of a rhythmic clap is heard throughout the arena, and it begins to be played throughout the arena over the PA system. The white spotlight then shifts over to the entrance way, where the Redemption Baptist choir is seen, and can easily be identified as the source of the clapping. They file down the entrance ramp two by two, and they are singing a slow, country song. As they make their way through the first verse, it becomes apparent that the song is Johnny Cash's "God's Gonna Cut You Down." As they make their way to the ring, at the end of the procession, the new PCW Platinum Champion, "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews heads down the ramp and by his side, as usual, walks Deacon Jeremiah, who played such a pivotal role in the burying of Draven Logan Kennedy at Struggle for Power.
Matthews is wearing his usual black suit and tie, but over his shoulder sits the Platinum title belt, which glows as the spotlight washes over it. He and the Deacon climb up onto the apron, and the Deacon sits on the second rope as his spiritual mentor climbs through. The Deacon promptly follows and the two take their place at the pulpit. Jeremiah hands Matthews his black leather-bound Bible, and the choir finally reaches the end of the Cash tune. With that, a hush takes over the crowd as Matthews begins.
Matthews: Brothers and sisters, let the fate of Draven Logan Kennedy be an example to you all of what will befall those who deface the images and word of the Most High God.
The crowd begins to boo loudly, and Matthews waits for this to end before he continues.
Matthews: You see, now, for the first time in the multi-year history of Premium Championship Wrestling, there is a champion that can finally serve as an example for today's troubled youth. Now, PCW has a champion that can serve as the ultimate shining beacon of God's word, and what happens to the faithful.
The crowd again begins to boo, this time for much longer. However, not even their raucous disapproval and vulgar cat calls are enough to silence the Alabama pastor.
Matthews: Tonight should be a night of celebration for the entirety of the PCW universe. No longer does Satan's mouthpiece run free, raping women and wantonly gang assaulting innocent members of the roster. He is buried six feet under, alongside his soulless harpy of a wife, and together, they shall rest in peace for all of eternity. Tonight also marks the beginning of another remarkable accomplishment. Tonight begins what the history books will end up denoting as the greatest Platinum title reign PCW has ever or will ever hope to see. As a result, I have brought the wonderful voice of my own personal choir of angels to grace you with God's music as we mark the sanctity of this night. Brothers and sisters, take it away.
As the choir begins to prepare to sing another tune... "Whatever" by Out Lady Peace hits and the crowd cheers as Kai comes out and walks down the ramp with intensity. He grabs a mic and enters the ring.
Kai: This celebration... is a farce! A joke all mastered by an egotistical soul who hides behind being a Christian.
The crowd cheers.
Kai: Matthews, you arrogant little ponce, you should know why I'm out here. Two weeks ago, I helped you bury Draven and his wife, which enabled you to win that piece of gold on your shoulder right now.
Matthews smirks and holds the Platinum title on his shoulder.
Kai: And since I helped you. You owe me. And what you owe me? It's only fitting that I get an opportunity at that Platinum Championship on your arm right now.
The crowd gives off a lot of cheers. Matthews smiles again and speaks.
Matthews: Kai. Nice to see you, too. I'll tell you what. I might give you a title shot. I mean, I have no problem facing better competition and with Draven gone. That means I can move on to something that's definitely more of a challenge for me.
Matthews pauses and then continues.
Matthews: And since I do owe you. I might as well give you the shot. Not like you're going to beat me, but it would be a pretty good challenge to be honest.
Kai and Matthews go face to face. Both of them stare at each other intently. That is until "II Trill" hits and the crowd goes absolutely insane. James Baker steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. Once the music stops, he speaks.
James Baker: Ladies, ladies, ladies. Can't we all just get along?
The crowd cheers.
James Baker: But on the real though. While I do think that's a slammin' match to be made for a future date. I do think Kai should have to earn his way towards that shot. Ya feel me here?
Kai: Boss man, I don't care how I have to do it, but I do want and will get a Platinum Championship match against this fool across from me.
James Baker: That's nice of you to say so. Here's what I'm going to do. On January 19th, live from The Rock 'n' Roll Capital of the World. That's Cleveland for those who didn't get it. We gonna have Kai go one on one with... DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!!!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction upon the mentioning of Draven.
James Baker: And the winner of that match will face Jerry Matthews for the Platinum Championship at Wrestle Extravaganza III: St. Valentines Massacre.
The crowd cheers loudly and Matthews smirks while Marina doesn't exactly look like a happy camper.
James Baker: And with that. My time out here is finished... for now. You two better get ready for your matches.
James Baker drops the microphone and heads to the back. This causes Matthews and Kai to get face to face again, taunting each other in the process.
DM: What a blockbuster! On the first Rapture of 2013! Draven Logan Kennedy and Kai will square off and the winner gets a shot at the Platinum Championship at Wrestle Extravaganza III!
SS: A good match, which Kai will win of course! But this will determine the Platinum title picture going forward!
DM: Indeed! Now let's go to a satellite interview and standing... or I should say sitting in her living room is none other than PCW Hall of Famer, Danielle Lopez!
The crowd cheers.
DM: Hello Danielle. How's rehabbing the injury going?
Danielle Lopez: I feel good. Certainly beats the hell out of being in pain for the last four months. Easily the best I have felt in that time span.
DM: What have you been doing since you had the surgery?
Danielle Lopez: I haven't been able to do much because obviously I'm not at that point to do so. I can move around in my house and take care of what I need to take care of, but I'm not doing it at the pace I normally would do it at. We hired a maid to help out and it's proven to be a wonderful addition.
DM: How nice. With your injury, you are out of action until mid February to early March. Other than this interview and Night of Heroes. Will you appear at all on PCW television during that time period?
Danielle Lopez: I don't know really. I usually like to keep things a surprise. Not reveal everything. I might show up to cheer on my fellow Team Lethality members and at the same time, I might just stay at home, take care of the kids and watch Rapture in my living room. It's an unknown but anything can happen.
DM: Do you have any regrets about Struggle for Power III?
Danielle Lopez: Despite not winning the battlefield, I do not. I don't live my life with regrets. Because more often than not, living life with them proves to be fatal and disastrous. Will I admit I made a few mistakes in that match? Absolutely and I know I need to correct them going forward. But I also know that nobody's perfect and those who try and prove otherwise. You're wasting your time with that crap.
DM: Why did you decide to work through the injury for as long as you did?
Danielle Lopez: To accomplish my goals. I was going to work on it for as long as I could to achieve them. And I came very close. I admit I probably should have got it checked out after the Broadcast title match against Kai, but as a competitor, you tend to put all of that aside because of the desire to go out there and bust your ass to put on a show and to achieve your goals. I don't regret working through it because that was my choice and I probably would have done it again but I would have been much safer about it in the process. But I did put on a show for the people and showed the world just why I am one of the very best PCW has to offer.
In the arena, the crowd cheers.
DM: Very well! With you being out for the next two to two and a half months. What are your goals for you when you come back?
Danielle Lopez: Well. There is a certain gold belt that I am after. I crave that opportunity because I haven't received said opportunity and I know I'm good enough to be at the top of the mountain. But I'm a patient person and I know that time will come. Other than that. Just lead Team Lethality to be the best which I will do while I'm not able to wrestle and when I come back. I will strive towards achieving my goals and I will do it with one thing in mind.
DM: What would that be?
Danielle Lopez: Winning. Winning really is the one thing that can make all hopes and dreams come true. That and faith but I always have faith and that keeps me going. But that will be when I come back. Rehabbing this injury is the number one thing for me in the present so I can come back healthy and a much stronger force for not only Team Lethality and PCW, but more importantly, for the fans who are behind the PCW brand in full force. Half of what I do is for them and I won't ever stop doing everything in my power to keep them entertained.
Once more. There are cheers in the arena. Unanimous cheers at that.
DM: Any last words?
Danielle Lopez: I do promise that I will be returning to PCW more focused and determined than ever. Maybe add a little more aggression to my game and not be as nice to my opponents as I was in the past. I still have respect for the majority here, but turning it up a few notches is never a bad thing. And although I have already implied this through this interview and on Twitter. Whether it's Syn, Heather Monroe or Adrien Cochrane holding the PCW World Heavyweight Championship after Battle Finale III. I am coming for the title and I will not be ignored as a challenger for the richest prize in this business and I hope they know that I'm coming because I want them to know I will be doing it face to face, person to person. I'm not a coward and I like to operate when the opposition has a fair chance to defend themselves. WHEN I come back. The fans will be the first to know. Until then, I bid you all a farewell and it was great talking to you as always Desiree.
The video screen fades out and from there. We go to commercial break.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:51:59 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Whatever" by Our Lady Peace hits and Kai quickly walks down the isle to the ring, glancing at the crowd a few times while Mya Denton walks behind him.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied to the ring by Mya Denton. From Parts Unknown, weighing in at 210 pounds. He is a member of The Disciples of Syn... This... IS... KAI!!!
He walks up the steel steps and enters the ring while Mya stands on the floor below. Kai then crosses his arms as he awaits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
Golddigger plays as Jenny comes out. She shakes her ass as the crowd cheers. She shakes it again for a second time and the males continue to cheer.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Hollywood, California... JENNY...
As soon as Jenny began to walk down the ramp. She gets blindsided from behind with a crowbar to the back of the head and she goes down.
DM: Whoever the hell that was, just attacked Jenny from behind!
SS: Dammit! I was wanting her to shake her ass some more!
By this point, five other people come in welding weapons of their own and surround Jenny Tuck. Jenny starts to get up and the shortest one of the group runs up... and cracks Jenny in the ribs with an aluminum baseball bat. Jenny doubles over but the member propels her back up and wraps the bat around her neck before placing her in position and go for it...
DM: RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP WITH THE BAT ACROSS JENNY'S THROAT!
SS: Violence is the answer and although I get a raging boner over Jenny, I love violence just as much!
The camera's zoom in closer and some blood starts coming out of Jenny's mouth. Two of the members get Jenny up while another one gets out a table and sets it up at the end of the entrance way. The two members start beating on Jenny with their weapons, causing bloodshed to run even more and they take her down with a double superkick to the face.
DM: Double superkick and she is down!
Jenny is down on the floor, blood pouring down and all. The one who initially attacked her, now gets her up to a vertical base. The person puts Jenny in-between their legs and then lifts her up... before driving her through the table with a powerbomb. Jenny is driven down through the table and is not moving. In the ring, Kai is kicking back, laying on the turnbuckle like a hammock and watches as she's entertained. The one person pulls off the mask... and reveals oneself as Morgan Simmons and the crowd boos.
DM: Morgan Simmons was the one who decimated Jenny, whom just happens to be a part of her stable, and I'm positive that the other masked figures are other members of the stable!
SS: I'm sure we'll get some explanation!
Morgan grabs the microphone while the others keep their masks on. Morgan stands over Jenny's laid out body with a smirk before speaking...
Morgan Simmons: You thought being a part of the Toxic Disciples of Syn and Morgan was a game? A FUCKING GAME?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!
The crowd boos loudly.
Morgan Simmons: Oh shut the fuck up. I really wished Hurricane Sandy had killed you morons in attendance right now. Would have done the world some good in my opinion.
The boos are intensifying and Morgan rolls her eyes and continues.
Morgan Simmons: ANYWAYS! As for why we decided to take out Jenny right now. I mean, is the answer not obvious enough for you dingbats? Jenny just was not giving her all. Matter of fact, she barely even tried after the first week. Really dragging the good name of the Toxic Disciples through the shitter and it pisses me off.
The crowd boos.
Morgan Simmons: So with Alexis going to rehab. I made up the plan to eliminate the trash from this group. Jenny was in on technicality that she was "married" to Alexis. Well the marriage is null and void and since we'd rather not deal with garbage in this group. Taking out the trash was very fitting here and we did it our way. Not the first time we have eliminated shit from this company and won't be the last.
Morgan pauses before looking into the camera.
Morgan Simmons: And Alexis. If you're watching or if you have anybody to relay this message to you. I want you to know that I do support you trying to get yourself clean. But when you come back from your stint in the rehab house. You have a choice to make. Either staying with us and ensuring that your future is bright again, or you can spend more days with Jenny who will still be laid up in a hospital bed when you come back. The choice is yours.
Morgan walks around and looks into the ring at Marina's direction.
Morgan Simmons: And Kai. You get short work of this piece of trash laid out through a table. I know you can kick her ass easily if we didn't beat this slut up, but since we're done with her. You can have the rest of the fun kicking her ass. We don't give two shits about her at all. Have fun.
Morgan and the masked individuals give Marina a thumbs up before beginning to walk to the back. Kai looks around stoically as the referee starts to ring the bell.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The bell officially rings and Kai rolls out of the ring. He goes to Jenny who's still laid out in the carnage of the table. He drags Jenny up and rolls her inside of the ring. Kai slides in the ring and stands over Jenny. She takes a bow in the ring to the boos of the fans.
SS: Kai's getting the chance of picking the bones and I for one am in favor of it!
DM: He's been putting on great performances as of late and judging by his confrontation with Matthews not too long ago, he wants the Platinum Championship!
SS: No shit, and Draven's none too happy with him! It's going to be something else, I'll tell you that much!
Kai gets Jenny up and leans her against the turnbuckle. Kai jabs at Jenny once. And does it again... and again... and again. He steps back and goes to give Jenny an opportunity to come at her. Despite being all battered up, Jenny goes for it and throws lefts and rights in Kai's direction. Kai shakes off the feeble attempts at an offensive flurry and kicks Jenny hard in the gut. Jenny doubles over, holding her arms across the midsection. She stays there as Kai bounces off the ropes... and returns with a swinging neckbreaker.
DM: This is going to feel like a broken record, but Kai should go for the cover! It's obvious that Jenny has nothing left in her after the Toxic Disciples mauled her!
SS: I don't think Kai was ever fond of Jenny to begin with! I think he's far more enjoying this than he's letting on!
Kai looks at Jenny and shakes his head in disgust before hitting her with a boot to the face face as she was getting up. Kai's not done yet as he hits Jenny with a leg drop. He pulls Jenny back to her feet and then takes a few steps back. Kai then flicks his boot in the air and it connects to Jenny's jaw...
DM: SUPERKICK! Kai just flattened Jenny with the Superkick! This one is over as Kai places his left boot on Jenny's chest! The ref begins the count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... KAI!!!
"Whatever" by Our Lady Peace hits and the crowd cheers as Kai gets his hand raised in the air by the referee. As he's celebrating, Team Lethality members Rachel Robinson, Mariah Lopez and Laurie Young come out in garbage person's outfits while a garbage truck backs up to the end of the isleway. Israel Steele gets out of the drivers side, also wearing a garbage person's outfit with the gloves on his hands. He has extra pairs of them and tosses them to Rachel, Mariah and Laurie who catches them.
Laurie Young: Looks like we get to take out the trash.
Laurie gets Jenny to her feet... and drops her with the 313. Rachel grabs some garbage from the back of the dumpster truck and gets in the ring. She hands the garbage to Mariah who looks like she's about to upchuck due to how bad it smells. Rachel and Laurie hold Jenny and force her mouth to open up. Mariah then proceeds to stuff some of the garbage in Jenny's mouth, and Jenny has the ill looking expression on her face.
DM: This is disgusting! I think I'm gonna be sick!
SS: You're not kidding! Although I think I'm highly enjoying this! This is great!
Mariah forces Jenny to chew the garbage and then kicks her in the back of the head to take her down to the mat. Mariah, Rachel and Laurie each grab her and pick her up off the ground. They carry her to the garbage truck. They look at each other and nod before chucking her into the back. Izzy then hops in the vehicle and the back of the truck closes before he drives off. Rachel, Mariah and Laurie mockingly waves goodbye at Jenny. Once the truck has left, Rachel gets to speak.
Rachel Robinson: The TRASH... has LEFT the building!
Rachel drops the microphone and her, Mariah and Laurie head to the back to cheers from the crowd.
SS: ENCORE! ENCORE! ENCORE!
DM: Jenny Tuck may not be fit to compete in PCW after what we just witnessed! Morgan Simmons and Toxic beat her silly, Kai beat her decisively in the match, and Team Lethality made her eat garbage... literally!
SS: I know which is so funny! Damn, that was killing! Good stuff!
DM: Right now! We are to take another commercial break! We'll be back after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:52:40 GMT -5
We are back from the break and the ring is set up with the usual leather chairs for EliteTV, but both hosts are missing. Suddenly, all attention is turned to the videotron as Blood is in the ring.
Blood: Hello everybody and welcome to EliteTV! As you can see, I am out here alone tonight as Curtis Wilkes has prior engagements to attend to. Now, for those who haven't been watching EliteTV, we have had the likes of Syn, James Baker, Heather Monroe, and Adrien Cochrane on our show. And of course, for those who have been watching our show, you would know that each guest we have had has been nothing more than a rouse. But tonight, ladies and gentlemen, tonight is no rouse. Tonight we have two special guests, both of which will not be an imitation!
The crowd cheers.
SS: Oh boy! I wonder who we're going to see on EliteTV tonight!
DM: You're as giddy as a schoolgirl! Calm down, Taint!
Blood: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the man who at Struggle For Power was victorious over me in a casket match! The man who at Struggle For Power was victorious in the Battlefield! Please welcome...SYN!!!
"Duality" by Slipknot hits, the lights dim and smoke starts to fill the arena as Syn creeps onto the stage, a sick smile on his face.
SS: It is the real Syn, Des!
DM: This really could be an entertaining edition of EliteTV!
He stands up straight and and slowly walks down to the ring with his hands clasped behind his back. He creeps up the steel steps and enters the ring. He grabs a microphone and stands in the ring looking at Blood with an expressionless tone on his face.
Blood: Now, before we get in to this talking thing, Syn...let me bring out tonight's other guest! Ladies and gentlemen, he went in to Struggle For Power as the number one contender! He walked out of Struggle For Power as the NEW World Heavyweight Champion...ADRIEN COCHRANE!!!
"Light" by The Agony Family hits and the crowd cheers as Adrien Cochrane comes out to the ramp with the PCW World Heavyweight Championship on his arm.. He stands there and observes the crowd who are cheering for him. Adrien smirks and he makes his way down the ramp. He slaps hands with the fans before hopping on the apron and stepping in-between the ropes. He also grabs a microphone and looks at both Syn and Blood.
DM: WOW! This is an impressive guest list!
Blood: Now, I want tonight's show to be serious, which is why we have both of you here, and not the imitations that we used before. First, Syn. With your victory in the Battlefield, you will face the World Heavyweight Champion, whoever that may be, at Battle Finale 3! And I must say, you showed a whole new side of yourself at Struggle For Power. I had to deal with you twice in one night, and you were nothing short of phenomenal. But Syn, how do you think you would fair against Adrien Cochrane at Battle Finale 3, if he were to make it to Battle Finale as the World Heavyweight Champion?
Syn: Well, to start, I did defeat YOU at Struggle For Power. You walk around the locker room thinking that you are the measuring stick. That you are what everyone here should strive to be. So, Yoshiru...if you are the measuring stick, I believe that I surpassed you at Struggle For Power!
SS: Damn! That's bold! A lie, but bold!
DM: He DID beat Yoshiru!
Syn: As far as Adrien is concerned...IF he still holds the championship at Battle Finale, he better be prepared for the fight of his life!
Blood: Now, I wouldn't go as far as saying that you have surpassed me, Syn. You beat me at Struggle For Power, I beat you on Rapture. I believe that evens things up. Anyways, let's turn our attention to Adrien for a moment. Adrien, at Struggle For Power, you grabbed the brass ring. You walked out as the World Heavyweight Champion. And no matter how ridiculous I think it is that you were awarded the championship match as a result of making it to the finals of a tournament, in Baker's mind, you did earn that match. So, as World Heavyweight Champion, you have to realize, before you make it to Battle Finale, you will be required to defend the World Heavyweight Championship against Heather Monroe. Can you defeat her again?
Adrien Cochrane: Struggle For Power was the greatest achievement of my career, Yoshiru. Regardless of what you think of me... Regardless of whether you believe I deserved the championship match or not... I won the World Heavyweight Championship, fair and square! And as far as defending THIS championship against Heather Monroe...I say I am MORE than ready!
Blood: Alright, alright. Calm down, Adrien. We're being civil here. Let's switch back to Syn for a moment. Syn, at Struggle For Power, you were victorious in the Battlefield match. In fact, after yourself and Danielle eliminated me...let's make a note, the TWO of you eliminated me...it took TWO of you...you went on to defeat Danielle. It had to be one of the biggest wins of your career. You had already competed in a violent and brutal match earlier that night, but at the end of the night, you stood tall. So, let me ask you, did you believe that you could walk out of Struggle For Power victorious in the Battlefield match?
Syn: Let's cut to the chase, shall we? You could care less if I thought I'd walk out as the victor in the Battlefield match. You want to know if I thought I could actually defeat you in the Casket match and eliminate you in the Battlefield match. But it doesn't matter what I thought, Yoshiru. You underestimated me. You thought that you had me beat WEEKS before Struggle For Power. But, in the end...you just didn't have what it took.
Blood: I'd watch your words, Syn. You may have had a streak of good luck over the past month, but that wouldn't stop me from breaking every bone in your body tonight!
SS: Oh man! We might have another brawl!
DM: Syn would kick Yoshiru's ass, Taint!
Syn and Blood get nose to nose.
Adrien Cochrane: Whoa! Whoa! What happened to being civil here tonight?!
Blood: Adrien, if you know what's good for you, you'll butt out...
SS: This is really heating up, Des.
DM: Well, we kind of figured that the situation between Syn and Yoshiru wasn't quite over. But it looks like we might have to add Adrien in to the mix!
Adrien grabs Blood by the shoulder and quickly turns him, forcing Blood to focus on Adrien.
Adrien Cochrane: You may think that you're the top dog around here, Yoshiru...but I am the World Heavyweight Champion! You haven't been relevant in a long time. You, Yoshiru, weren't able to score a victory over Heather at Anarchy. You weren't able to score a victory over her on Rapture. You and your partner in crime lost to both of us. But, I...I, unlike you, was able to get the victory over her at Struggle For Power!
Syn grabs Adrien's shoulder and turns him, forcing Adrien to focus on Syn.
Syn: You defeated one person at Struggle For Power, champ. I defeated multiple opponents! Don't come out here thinking that you're better than me because that championship is draped over your shoulder! If you happen to make it to Battle Finale as the champion, you can kiss that belt goodbye!
Blood: Hold on! Hold on! I may not be the number one contender...but both of you know that I could beat either one of you on any given night! Whether you want to believe it or not, I am the greatest World Heavyweight Champion that PCW has seen! I've defeated the likes of Nightrain, Leon Lonewolf, Mariano Fernandez! I defeated James Baker in a Steel Cage match!
Blood quickly takes off his blazer, tossing it to the mat. He tosses the mic to the side, ready for a fight. Syn and Adrien follow suit as “II Trill” by Bun B. erupts in the arena. The crowd drowns out the music in cheers as James Baker makes his way out to the stage.
SS: Just when things were getting good!
DM: Baker only comes out here when there's business to take care of...
JB: Gentlemen...GENTLEMEN! ENOUGH!
The three in the ring turn their attention to the stage.
JB: Yoshiru, Syn...you two obviously have unfinished business. So, here's what we're going to do. Yoshiru, you want Syn in that ring one more time?
Blood: I will tear him apart!
JB: That sounds like a yes. And Syn, you want Yoshiru in that ring one more time?
Syn: I beat him at Struggle For Power, I'll beat him again!
JB: Then it's official! Next Rapture, gentlemen!
Baker begins to make his way to the back as Yoshiru and Syn both smile, satisfied with the announcement. Baker turns his attention back to the ring.
JB: There's just one thing...
SS: He always has “just one more thing”!
DM: Shut up and let the man speak, Taint!
JB: You two will be in the ring with each other on the next Rapture...but Adrien will be joining you!
SS: TRIPLE THREAT! DAMN!
DM: That is one hell of a main event!
Blood: Fine by me! I'll have both of them leaving on a stretcher!
JB: Umm, no. See, it's not going to be a triple threat match. It's going to be Adrien Cochrane against Syn...
Baker hesitates.
JB: AND YOSHIRU LONG!
SS: What the hell is he saying?!
JB: The main event for the next Rapture...will be a handicap match!
DM: WOW! Incredible!
SS: Wait! Blood and Syn are being forced to team up against Adrien Cochrane in a handicap match?! Can Blood and Syn even co-exist?!
DM: We'll find out on Rapture!
Baker returns to the back as the three men return their focus to each other. Adrien, Syn and Blood stare a hole at each other. Adrien raises his World title in the air during the midst of all of this.
SS: I still can't believe Baker made that match! That's insane!
DM: James Baker can do whatever the hell he pleases and I think that will be a damn good match up for the first Rapture of 2013!
SS: That show should be good!
DM: It will be good, Taint! Now, let's go to the ring!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Down With the Sickness" by Disturbed plays over the loud speaker as the lights on the ramp go out. They come back on and Brian Stryker walks out of the back with his hood up. He stands at the top of the ramp. He slams his hand down onto the ramp and throws his hood back as pyro goes off behind him.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 215 pounds... "THE KID"... BRIAN STRYKER!!!
He walks down the ramp to cheers from the crowd. He slaps hands with some of the fans before stepping onto the steel steps and walks on the apron. He points at the crowd before entering the apron. He now goes to the top rope and spreads his arms out as the crowd cheers. He hops off the turnbuckle and takes his jacket off, handing it to a ringside assistant as he awaits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
“From Heads Unworthy” by Rise Against hits the P.A, as a mixed reaction of boos and cheers begins. Chris “The Filth” Marks steps out from behind the curtain, walking out and looking around at the crowd.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 260 pounds. CHRIS... "THE FILTH"... MARKS!!!
He continues walking soon after stopping and slowly makes his way to the ring, climbing up the steps into the ring.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Marks runs up to Stryker, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches before kicking Stryker in the midsection, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex. He then lifts Stryker to his feet, kicks him in the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting him back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex. He then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches before lifting Stryker back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a scoop slam. He then lifts Stryker back to his feet again, and connects with a spinebuster before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: And Stryker kicks out!
SS: Marks will get his in! Trust me, he's phenomenal!
Marks lifts Stryker to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Stryker fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Marks. Marks turns around, and Stryker connects with a dropkick. Marks gets to his feet, and Stryker jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Marks gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with another dropkick. Marks gets back to his feet again, and Stryker jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Marks gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before waiting for Marks to get to his feet. Marks eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head. He then lifts Marks to his feet, and connects with Stryke 2 before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: And now Chris Marks kicks out!
Stryker locks in a rear chin lock. Marks refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Marks still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection. He then kicks Stryker in the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the head. He connects with about seven punches. He then lifts Stryker to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Stryker back to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam. He then lifts Stryker back to his feet again, kicks him in the midsection, and connects with the Dream Breaker before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Stryker barely kicks out of a move that Marks took out of the playbook of the World Champion himself, Adrien Cochrane!
SS: I think Marks performs it better than Adrien in my opinion!
DM: Do you realize just how completely moronic that comment was?
SS: Nope! And I don't care either!
DM: Figures!
Marks lifts Stryker to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Stryker reverses it into a headscissors. Marks gets to his feet, and Stryker runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody. He then waits for Marks to get to his feet. Marks eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a camel clutch. Marks refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Marks still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. He then waits for Marks to get to his feet. Marks gets to his hands and knees, and Stryker runs into the ropes, runs back at Marks, and connects with a dropkick to the side of the head before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, and waiting for Marks to get to his feet. Marks eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick. He then waits for Marks to get back to his feet. Marks eventually gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with First Stryke before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: And now Marks kicks out! This is beginning to become a back and forth affair!
SS: Two near falls a piece but will that last? Who knows!
Stryker waits for Marks to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Marks eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker goes for a kick to the head, but Marks ducks, kicks Stryker in the midsection, and connects with a belly to belly suplex. He then lifts Stryker to his feet, kicks him in the midsection, and connects with a DDT before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches. He then lifts Stryker to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Stryker back to his feet, kicking him in the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver. He then lifts Stryker back to his feet again, and connects with a spinebuster before going for the pin!.[/b]
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
Stryker kicks out at two! Marks is a tad frustrated as he lifts Stryker to his feet. He gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but Stryker fights out of it by doing a back flip, and lands on his feet behind Marks. Marks turns around, and Stryker connects with a dropkick. Marks gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with another dropkick. Marks gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a third dropkick. Marks gets back to his feet again, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a ground headlock. Marks refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Marks still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, and Stryker gives him a clean break. He then waits for Marks to get to his feet. Marks eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head before waiting for Marks to get back to his feet. Marks eventually gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick. He then lifts Marks to his feet, and connects with Stryke 2 before going for the pin!.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Chris Marks BARELY kicks out!
SS: Too close to call but that could have been it right there.
Stryker goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Marks to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Marks eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker leaps off, and goes for a diving crossbody, but Marks catches him with a powerslam! He then lifts Stryker to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting him back to his feet, and connecting with a suplex. He then lifts Stryker to his feet, kicks him in the midsection, and goes for X Marks The Spot! NO!!! Stryker reverses it into a hurricanrana. Marks gets to his feet, and Stryker kicks him in the midsection, and connects with the Stryke Out fallowed into a guillotine choke! Marks refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Marks still refuses to give up, so Stryker puts even more pressure on the hold, and Marks tries to fight out of it. He tries to get to the ropes, but he fails, and Stryker keeps putting more and more pressure on the hold, so Marks has no choice but to tap out!.
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by submission... BRIAN STRYKER!!!
"Down With the Sickness" by Disturbed plays and the crowd cheers as Stryker was announced as the winner.
DM: Very impressive showing there by Brian Stryker! He bounced back from his loss to Smith Jones with a win tonight over Chris Marks!
SS: I wonder if Adrien will really give Stryker a shot at the title after Stryker defeated his protege?
DM: That could be a possibility! I mean, Stryker has been very impressive and it's not farfetched to see Stryker get a title shot one of these days!
SS: Not at all!
DM: We're...
Right as Desiree was speaking, a voice can be heard as we cut away from the Saturday Night Rapture broadcast.
"I know, indeed, what evil I intend to do, but stronger than all my afterthoughts is my fury, fury that brings upon mortals the greatest evils."
"As long as men such as I roam this earth, there will be unspeakable evil. Some may see that as a deficiency or a nuisance. I call is a necessity. It is necessary for evil to run rampant from time to time in order to keep in check those that are full of ignorance and need be taught a lesson. That time has now come. I have been summoned to inflict chaos onto those that have become ignorant amidst their current situations. All they have come to know and be comfortable with shall be taken from them. Their souls will be purged and their lives cleansed. They will sit back and be witness to all that is taken around them. When there is nothing and even hope itself has fled, the lesson will be learned. A long road is paved for the events to come. Let the cleansing begin."
It is a semi-busy and breezy evening in the quiet, all to itself town of McMinnville, Tennessee. The rush hour traffic has died down and the restaurants around town are now empty of customers since everyone is now content with full stomachs. Most residents are comfortably at home watching their evening programs and other various sports programs when they are unexpectedly interrupted by breaking news.
News Anchor: "Ladies and Gentlemen, we appologize for interrupting your programming to bring you this..."
The picture on the television switches views from a sky helicopter looking down into the downtown area. Here, we see two men tieing a third man to a rolling chair on the side of the on-ramp to highway 70-S.
News Anchor: "Two currently unidentified men have been spotted with what looks to be a hostage being tied to some sort of chair in the middle of downtown. Exactly what triggered this incident is unknown at this time. Police have been busy trying to clear the area with what little man power they have but to no avail, little, it seems, is being done right now to end this incident. We now switch you back live to the scene where things continually develop."
The helicopter camera zooms in for a better picture as we now see the two culprits being The Devil Himself Dante Daevain and his comparitively undersized compatriot David the Midget. Dante briefly looks upwards towards the helicopter lights and news camera with a big grin upon his face as he steps back from the third, still unidentified, man. David finishes up tieing the third man to the rolling chair, which is seen to be slightly modified with a sort of motorized mechanism. Dante spots a nearby news cameraman and quickly grabs him to get closer to the action. Terrified, the cameraman does not resist.
Dante (to the third man in the chair.): "Okay, Jeeves. It's just about time for your big moment. Why don't you look up at the camera here and get your fill of stardom on national television! Don't forget to smile big for all your friends and family!"
Dante starts to laugh as he checks the ropes and chair over one last time. Once conviced they are secure Dante quickly waves at the camera and gives a thumbs up.
'Jeeves' the Butler: "Let me out of these ropes, sir! I am not to be treated in such a vile manner! Let me -- ..."
Dante stuffs a gag into the butler's mouth as he continues to struggle in the chair and let out muffled sounds of protest. Dante and David move the chair over onto the edge of the roadway seemingly as a humiliating sight to the public eye. Dante and David then proceed to walk off across the road into the median area. A slew news crews are nearby filming this situation as Dante walks over to them and brings them to a different spot for a better shot. Dante looks straight into the camera checking his eyebrows and smoothing them out with a grin.
Dante: "You guys and girls at home aren't going to want to miss this next part."
Dante laughs again as he steps to the side and takes a seat in what looks to be a lawn chair with a cupholder holding some kind of beverage underneath an umbrella.
Dante: "Wait! We're missing one last thing. David, if you would please."
David darts his eyes back in forth while mumbling about Tacos before he leaves the median and goes back across the road with a white jug marked 'water'. David goes over to the helpless butler and empties the contents of the white jug onto the butler. Dante is heard laughing in his lawn chair as David finishes up. Surprisingly David did not try to empty the contents into his own mouth...the world must be ending...
Dante (off camera): "Now we're all set."
The camera pans over to Dante in his chair. Dante grabs a small remote control that was laying on the ground beside him and turns it on.
Dante: "Places everyone! Lights! Camera! (Dante points for the camera to focus on the butler.) Action!
David has something behind his back that he soon reveals to be a blow-torch and strikes it to light. As the torch burns, David tosses it onto the tied up, chair bound butler. The butler is immediately engulfed in flames as screams of emmense pain are heard well away from the butler. Screams from nearby onlookers also ring out as Dante is still heard laughing. Dante begins to operate the remote control that, in turn, manipulates the chair that the butler is tied to. The chair is manipulated onto the street and turned to face the nearby on-ramp to highway 70-S. An eighteen wheel freight truck is approaching the on-ramp as the butler's chair is rolled down the on-ramp. Dante puts the remote control down as the butler's chair is now in a free roll towards the on-coming freight truck. Dante picks up a bucket of popcorn sitting beside his chair and puts on a pair of 3-D glasses as he watches the tragedy he has put into motion. The freight truck begins to slam on its breaks, but to no avail, the freight truck slams into the butlers chair with a loud crashing sound. The flames from the butler attach to the truck as it still tries to screetch to a halt. The front of the truck begins to catch fire as it continues to screetch towards a nearby car. The remains of the butler and chair are seen, still on fire, on the front of the truck as it slams into the back end of the nearby car, crushing all that was remaining of the butler and his chair.
Dante (off screen): "Now, this is the kind of stuff you don't see in the movies anymore!"
The truck, now at a halt and wrecked along with a car sudddenly explodes into a big ball of flame as police and fire crews were rushing to try and save whatever was left in the wreckage. More screams of disbelief and horror echo through the area as crews try their best to get close enough to the wreckage to do their duties. The flames begin to melt the two wrecked vehicles together as the sheer heat overcome those that are nearby. David calmy waddles back over to where Dante still sits in his lawn chair, laughing at the events of the day and giving an ovation.
Dante (standing up from his chair, still somewhat laughing and clapping.): "Haha! Bravo! Encore!
The news crew camera is still focused on the horrific inferno as Dante pulls the camera over to him.
Dante (with a grin upon his face.): "That certainly needs to be nominated for an academy award!"
Dante continues to clap and applaud the works he has done as the fire crews begin to get close enough to douse the flames. Authorities are in a scamble as they continue to try to get the situation under control. As more and more people begin to gather in the crowd, Dante and David just walk off into the distance. The scene begins to fade to black as the charred wreckage and carnage becomes the center of the scene.
The scene slowly fades back into the news room.
News Anchor: "Ladies and Gentlemen. We are terribly sorry to have brought you such horrific coverage of what looked to be a heinous act of homicide. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the family and friends of the victim of this horrific crime."
The scene slowly fades out.
SS: Uhh... what the hell was that?
DM: It's obvious that was Dante Daevain and Sir David, two members of the team known as The Pac who once reigned as PCW World Tag Team Champions not too long ago! But bigger questions is WHY?! Why all of this?!
SS: I don't know! It's rather bizarre to say the least! I don't even know if we'll get more answers out of it!
DM: We're gonna take a commercial break to really process all of this! We'll be back after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:53:11 GMT -5
We come back from break and the camera's open up to a pre-recorded segment. This one taking place in Tokyo, Japan at an event for famed Japanese promotion Fire Pro Wrestling where there is actual in-ring action taking place. Standing inside of the venue are PCW Hall of Fame tag team Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks. Both wearing Da Xtreme Dynasty t-shirts and jeans. They look into the camera and Kevin speaks.
Kevin Styles: Who would have guessed that we would appear on camera together for a PCW event after all the bullshit that had happened? Well we did at Struggle for Power III, but that's beside the point. We are doing this shit on Saturday Night Rapture, obviously the greatest wrestling television show going today.
J.T. Banks: And you can't have Rapture without the greatest tag team of all time. Kev, just who is the greatest tag team of all time?
Kevin Styles: That's a very good question. I mean, they do possess speed and power. And they just happen to be good looking.
J.T. Banks: Hmm. Any hints?
Kevin Styles: Yes. That tag team just happens to be the very first PCW World Tag Team Champions... US!
J.T. Banks: YEAH! That's right, bitches. We on PCW TV and we're so god damn fresh wit' it.
Kevin Styles: On a serious note. We have noticed that there have been quite a few changes since we've last been here. The tag team division having a face lift of newer teams and just newer talent in general. Of course, PCW is awesome like that.
J.T. Banks: Indeed it is. But there is one thing that has been forgotten about and this dates back to the first run of the glorious company. I'm talkin' about how we never lost those tag team titles.
Kevin Styles: Oh yeah. I remember. Fat douche bag who my wife carries on commentary every show, was the idiot who took them away from us. Of course, there is a reason why he doesn't run this company anymore. Because he was the reason why it folded the first time.
In the arena, the crowd cheers.
Kevin Styles: But J.T. and I want to right the wrong that was made to us. We never got a rightful rematch and we're still seeking said rematch. So here's the deal. Bull, Ape, fat ass alliance. Whatever the hell you want to call yourselves. How about at Wrestle Extravaganza III. You defend your belts against the team who made those titles as prestigious as they are. This is your one shot to face a tag team that's actually any good. Because right now, you're atop of a division that is filled with mediocrity.
J.T. Banks: And if you accept. Well other than being handed a loss by the greatest team PCW has ever had. You also will have the opportunity to really elevate yourselves and put on a good performance against a team of our caliber.
Kevin Styles: So really guys. What do you two have to lose? You plan on proving you have the balls to face any and all comers? Or are you two just going to prove to all of the people that you are nothing more than a bunch of morbidly obese cowards who eat and eat until the god damn buffet closes down because they ran out of food to serve you two fuckers?
J.T. Banks: The choice is ultimately up to you two. Although for your sake, you better pick the first one because you won't like it if you pick the latter. That will piss us off and you won't like us when we're pissed.
Kevin Styles: Either way. We're coming for you and keep those belts warm and away from the fatty foods you eat. Enjoy the rest of the show, PCW fans.
The camera's go back to the arena and the crowd cheers.
SS: SON OF A BITCH! Da Dynasty AGAIN?!
DM: Shut up, Taint! You're the one who wouldn't grant them a rematch! It's been long overdue for them to get another shot!
SS: You're biased towards them because your husband is a member of that stupid team!
DM: Just because I like Kevin more than anybody else, does not dispute the fact that they have yet to receive a rematch! No tag team in the confines of Premium Championship Wrestling, has ever beat them!
SS: This still sucks!
DM: WAAAH! Nobody cares! Jimmy, announce the competitors of our next match!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"An Evening With El Diablo" by Chevelle hits the arena as the crowd erupts in overwhelming boos. Yoshiru steps out to the stage, looking around at the hating audience. He smirks, then taunts the crowd with a God-like pose as pyros blast off behind him. As the pyros die down, Yoshiru begins his way down the aisle.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Tokyo, Japan! Weighing in at 245 pounds... He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame... YOSHIRU LONG!!!
Yoshiru enters the ring by way of the steps. He climbs on to the middle rope, taunts the crowd for a moment more, then extends his arms out to each side, posing for the crowd once again. After a few moments, Yoshiru hops down from the middle rope and quickly turns his attention to the stage as his music dies out.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
"What You Want" by Evanescence hits as Mya comes out and poses to a huge cheering ovation. Mya gets back up and points at the crowd.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois... MYA DENTON!!!
Mya now walks down the ramp, and slaps the hands of the fans before sliding in under the bottom rope. She goes to the corner and prepares for the match.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: Here we go! Mya Denton versus Yoshiru Long! Here's the lockup! A struggle between Mya and Yoshiru... and Yoshiru with a knee to the gut! Mya is hunched over, and she's met with a clubbing blow to the back, taking her to the mat! Mya returns to her feet... and she's met with another kick to the gut!
SS: Yoshiru's going to make quick work here! Well I hope decisively!
DM: You'll be proven wrong, Taint! This one will be competitive!
Yoshiru shoots Mya off in to the ropes. Mya returns, and Yoshiru locks in a sleeper hold. Mya is quick to escape as she floats behind Yoshiru. Yoshiru delivers a back elbow... and a second. Yoshiru turns to Mya and hits her with a hard forearm! Mya stumbles back to the ropes. Yoshiru rushes at her... low bridge... and Yoshiru tumbles to the outside.
DM: Great in-ring awareness there from Mya Denton!
SS: It's early! She's not going to last!
DM: Sound like you're having doubts there, Taint!
SS: AM NOT!
Mya keeps her eye on Yoshiru as he begins to get to his feet. Mya with a slingshot... crossbody over the top! Mya quickly returns to her feet and picks up a groggy Yoshiru Long. Mya with a whip... NO! Yoshiru reverses and Mya smashes shoulder first in to the ringpost. Yoshiru quickly rolls in to the ring... and he rolls back out to break the count. Yoshiru makes his way over to Mya and brings her to her feet. He wraps Mya's arm around the post... and he pulls on it with all of his force. The referee begins the count...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
DM: Yoshiru lets up and now slams Mya's arm hardinto the post! He releases Mya, and Nicole falls to the floor in pain!
SS: HA! Yosh is proving just why he IS Elite!
DM: I see a little brown on your nose there, Taint! Might want to wipe it off!
Yoshiru picks Mya up and rolls her in to the ring. Yoshiru follows her in. He brings Mya back to her feet and hammerlocks the arm behind the back. Yoshiru with a legsweep... and he drives Mya hard on to that injured arm. Yoshiru quickly brings Mya's arm out from behind her back and applies an overhead keylock. Mya struggles as the ref checks on her. She tries to make it to her feet... but Yoshiru drills her with a hard right. Mya continues to struggle... and she's finally able to make it back to her feet. She boots Yoshiru in the gut and whips him in to the corner. Mya shakes her arm, trying to regain feeling. She rushes in and nails Yoshiru with a hard lariat. She then snapmares Yoshiru out of the corner and nails him with a hard kick to the back. Mya pulls Yoshiru back in to the corner, leaning him against the bottom turnbuckle... and she starts to choke Yoshiru with her boot.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
And from there, Mya releases the hold on Yoshiru. She pulls Yoshiru back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Yoshiru comes back off the rebound... and Mya hits him with a back body drop! Mya now hits the ropes... and hits Yoshiru with a knee drop on the return. She immediately hooks the leg for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Yoshiru kicks out! Mya quickly brings Yoshiru to a seated position and applies a rear chinlock. Yoshiru struggles as the ref checks on him... and he's able to make it back to his feet. Mya releases the chinlock and rocks Yoshiru with an atomic drop. Mya boots Yoshiru in the gut... abdominal stretch! Mya pulls back to apply more pressure as Yoshiru struggles. The ref checks on Yoshiru... but Mya clubs him in the chest! Yoshiru continues to struggle... and he's finally able to counter with a hip toss. Mya returns to her feet and Yoshiru takes her back to the mat with a perfect dropkick! Mya is slowly getting back up and Yoshiru is quick on the attack... armbreaker! And Mya is back on the mat. Yoshiru holds out Mya's arm and drives his knee in to it... and again... and again! Yoshiru drags Mya over to the ropes. He wraps Mya's arm around the bottom rope and yanks on it, applying more pressure to the injured arm.
SS: See, Desiree? This is what we've come to expect from Yoshiru Long! He picks apart a body part and preys on it like a volture! It's what makes him great!
DM: Oh please! He's not the greatest thing since Sliced Bread there, Taint!
SS: He is too! And so is Curtis!
DM: You're a tool! And the ref is about to impliment that five count ladies and gentlemen!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
And Yoshiru releases it before the count of five. The ref admonishes Yoshiru as he brings Mya back to her feet. Yoshiru with an arm drag and twist... and he wrenches down on the arm! Yoshiru grabs Mya for a russian legsweep... but Mya is able to hit him with a back elbow! Yoshiru stumbles back and Mya quickly whips him across the ring. Yoshiru returns and is met with a boot to the gut from Mya. Mya hits the ropes as Yoshiru is hunched over... Spinning wheel kick on the return! Mya grabs Yoshiru by the legs... INVERTED BOSTON CRAB!!! Mya locks in the hold... but she struggles to keep both legs held! Yoshiru fights a leg free and Mya is forced to release the hold. Mya grabs Yoshiru with a front facelock, bringing him back to his feet. She drops down... and hits Yoshiru with a DDT! Mya steps out to the apron and ascends to the top rope. She dives off... elbow to the heart! Yoshiru holds his chest in pain as he slowly makes his way back to his feet. Mya is in the corner and is setting up for it. Yoshiru is now up and Mya goes for it...
DM: SUPERKICK... NO! Yoshiru saw it coming and ducked it!
SS: HA! THAT'S HOW IT IS!
DM: Mya turns back around, and Yoshiru kicks her in the gut and goes for it... Backbreaker/Reverse STO Combination! And down goes Mya!
SS: Go for the cover, Yosh!
DM: He's doing that, tubby! Yoshiru has the cover! Could this be it?
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: And Mya kicks out at two!
SS: BULLSHIT! That was a three!
DM: Really, Taint?
SS: It was though!
Yoshiru continues the attack as he grabs Mya with a front facelock. He brings Mya to her feet and lifts her vertical... but Mya struggles and falls behind. Mya pushes Yoshiru off in to the far ropes. Yoshiru on the return... and Mya hits him with a hurricanrana. Yoshiru quickly gets back to his feet and upon arrival, Mya kicks him in the gut and goes for a Northern Lights Suplex, but Yoshiru blocks it. Mya tries again... and again, Yoshiru blocks it. Mya goes for it a third time, but instead, Yoshiru hooks her in position and then goes for it...
SS: YES! FISHERMAN BUSTER! FISHERMAN BUSTER! YES! YES! YESSSSSSSSSS!
DM: But unfortunately for Yoshiru! Mya rolls out to the floor below!
SS: FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!
Mya Denton is on the floor and Yoshiru is frustrated before stepping out of the ring. He picks Mya back up and rams her hard in to the barricade. He pulls Mya back over to the apron and rolls her in to the ring. Yoshiru quickly follows and makes the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Mya just barely kicks out!
SS: This idiot ref is biased! He hates The Elite so he's going to intend to screw them over!
DM: You're ridiculous! You're becoming more and more delusional in your old age!
Yoshiru brings Mya back to her feet and forces her in to the corner. Yoshiru drills Mya with a hard forearm shot. Yoshiru lifts Mya to the top rope and clocks her with a hard right, leaving her stunned! Yoshirup follows her up. Looks like a superplex here... but Mya is fighting it. Mya with a shot to the kidney... a second... and she pushes Yoshiru back to the mat! Yoshiru slowly getting back to his feet... and Mya catches him with a blockbuster! Mya quickly pulls Yoshiru back to his feet and drags him over to the corner. She manages to lift him up... snake eyes! Yoshiru stumbles out and turns to Mya. Mya scoops her up and has her in position, but Yoshiru is struggling... and he's able to reverse it. Yoshiru has Mya in position for a tombstone. He lifts Mya in to the air... and he drops her throat first across the top rope! Mya falls to the mat in pain as Yoshiru hesitates, catching his breath.
DM: These two have to be exhausted... but what a match they've given us so far, I’ll give them that!
SS: Yoshiru's on his way towards a victory! He can taste it!
DM: That sounded completely wrong the way you said it!
SS: Shut up!
Yoshiru picks Mya back up... no! Mya pulls Yoshiru down, dropping him chest first across the middle rope. Mya hits the far ropes... and she lands on top of Yoshiru from the rebound. Yoshiru gets to his knees and Mya runs towards him... SHINING WIZARD! NO!!! Yoshiru ducked and gets to his feet and grabs Mya from behind... GERMAN SUPLEX! NO! Mya lands on her feet... and hits Yoshiru with a Jumping Russian Leg Sweep. Mya goes for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Now Yoshiru kicks out!
SS: Oh thank god! THANK GOD!
Mya gets to her knees and lifts Yoshiru back to his feet. She grabs Yoshiru in a front facelock. She lifts Yoshiru in to the air, but Yoshiru falls behind. Yoshiru rushes Mya in to the ropes, and she pulls back, falling to the mat, and Yoshiru rolls Mya up for the cover. Mya quickly forces Yoshiru off of her, and Mya sails between the ropes and to the outside.
DM: Counter after counter in this match! Mya has actually done very well to hang with the former PCW World Champion!
SS: Dammit! Come on, Yosh! Get it together!
Yoshiru is slowly starting to get to his feet as Mya steps out to the apron. She springs on the center of the ropes and goes springboard... Flying Forearm! NO! Yoshiru moves out of the way and Mya lands on her feet. As Mya turns around, Yoshiru kicks her in the gut and gets Mya up and gets him in a position like the dominator, still holding the double underhook. Yoshiru swings Mya forward like the dominator to plant her face and body first on the mat. As he swings them forward, he falls forward with her for more impact...
DM: ORIGINAL SYN! Yoshiru plants Mya Denton down with the Original Syn!
SS: He has hit this move on our World Champion Adrien Cochrane, and Kai! And now Mya is the next recipitant of the move! I LOVE IT!
DM: That's not all though! Yoshiru grabs Mya's legs... LAST RITES! YOSHIRU GOT THE LAST RITES LOCKED IN ON MYA!
SS: TAP MYA IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU!
DM: Shut up, Taint! She might escape the move! You don't know what could happen!
Yoshiru cranks on the submission with his knee arched onto Mya's back. Mya is trying every which way to go but is dead set in the center of the ring. She has no choice but to tap out and the referee rings the bell.
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by submission... YOSHIRU LONG!!!
"An Evening With El Diablo" by Chevelle hits and the crowd boos as Yoshiru revels in the fact that he was announced as the winner.
SS: BASK IN THE GLORY, YOSH! YOU DESERVE IT!
DM: Quit with the ass kissing, Taint! Mya did pretty damn well in the match, even nearly beating him on a few occasions!
SS: But Yoshiru is Elite and is better than Mya Denton by miles!
DM: You're still not giving credit to Mya, but then again, you blow Yoshiru and Curtis too much to the point where you can't think objectively!
SS: I AM NOT BIASED!
DM: Uh huh! That's like saying Rob Osbourne doesn't play politics and doesn't bitch and moan when he doesn't get his way! You're a loser! We're going to break! We'll be back after this!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:53:49 GMT -5
Back from the break and "II Trill" by Bun B feat. Z-Ro and J. Prince hits and the crowd cheers loudly. James Baker steps out with a rather arrogant expression on his face. He walks down the ramp and high fives a few fans before grabbing a microphone and standing in the middle of the ring. Once his music dies down, he begins to speak.
James Baker: I know this is like the second or third time I've dragged my ass out here so I'll make this short and sweet. Jimmy Gambino, get yo skinny tattooed looking ass out here right now.
"Psychosocial" by Slipknot hits and the crowd boos loudly as Jimmy Gambino and The Bull and Ape Alliance walk out. They walk to the ring with Jimmy bad mouthing the fans while Bull and Ape ignore what he's doing. They enter the ring and Jimmy gets up in James' face.
Jimmy Gambino: What's the big idea here? Why does your wigger looking ass want me out here?
James Baker: Well, well. I didn't think you would show, but I'm glad you did. Because as I said at Struggle for Power two weeks ago. Somebody is gettin' fired tonight.
The crowd cheers.
James Baker: Now the question obvious is, who I should fire? Should I just toss Morgan Simmons out of PCW like I did when I used her for sex in 2005? Which by the way was the absolute worst fuck I ever had in my life.
The crowd ooohs and Jimmy starts shouting "we're untouchable". James laughs before speaking once more.
James Baker: Should I just toss the entire Toxic Disciples stable out of PCW?
The crowd is split on that.
James Baker: Nah. That would be too easy. Or should I fire Jimmy Gambino?
The crowd cheers unanimously, much to the dismay of Jimmy Gambino.
James Baker: Out of all the people in that stable. Jimmy is the one with more cause for me to fire. I mean, this asshole tried to get me fired and has been whining and complaining for far too long. Not to mention, he even treats his own clients like shit. Example. The treatment of Bull and Ape. He treats them like a bunch of no good slaves and that ain't right.
The crowd cheers some more and Jimmy now is irate.
Jimmy Gambino: I don't know what you're talking about, Baker. I have always treated Bull and Ape with the up-most respect. They're the ones who have disrespected me.
James Baker: Is that so? I mean, you had no problem helping them win the tag team titles two weeks ago and after they won. You kicked them out of your house. You also berate them over and over again like they are a piece of shit on the bottom of your shoe.
James now turns his attention to Bull and Ape who are listening with intrigue.
James Baker: Bull, Ape. I know you guys have been portrayed as stumbling idiots, but you two are better than this. You don't need a complete moron like Jimmy Gambino to lead you. You two are smarter than him by miles.
Jimmy Gambino: THAT'S UN...
James Baker: I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU! NOW SHUT UP!
The crowd pops big and chants "shut up" at Jimmy and he's getting pissed.
James Baker: You two can be so much better without him having to lead you to the wrong path. Hell, I have heard you guys speak and you certainly are coherent enough to drop that skinny little cunt over there and go down a path without him.
Bull and Ape contemplate it. Jimmy with anger on his face goes up to Bull and Ape and starts berating them.
Jimmy Gambino: Don't you dare disrespect me again. I made you two into what you are today. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have those tag team titles. You wouldn't even be successful. I made you and I can easily break you two fat asses. You two are nothing more than retarded fat slobs who will never amount to a god damn thing in life. You understand me you good for nothing f...
Instantly. Bull and Ape grab Jimmy by the throat and start choking him to huge cheers from the crowd. James smirks and speaks on the microphone again.
James Baker: Jimmy! YOU'RE FIRED! Bull, Ape. Put his ass through a table.
Bull and Ape lift Jimmy high up in the air... and plant him through the table with a double chokeslam to huge cheers from the crowd.
DM: Bull and Ape are done taking Jimmy's shit and they kicked him to the curb!
SS: They're going to pay for this! They're going to pay!
Bull and Ape look down and smiles creep on their faces. They shake hands with James Baker and then high-five each other and raise their tag team titles in the air to cheers from the crowd. They take off their Toxic Disciples of Syn and Morgan t-shirts and throw them at a downed Jimmy Gambino before leaving the ring.
DM: Bull and Ape have definitely taken a stand here and they put Jimmy in his place!
SS: They're kicked out of that group! They don't deserve to be employed by them anyways!
DM: What, are you now the spokesperson for them too?
SS: No! I'm being a realist!
DM: You wouldn't know what's real from fake if it hit you in the balls! Jimmy, take it away!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing...
Smith: Oh, I’ll take it from here Jimmy.
‘Sail’ by Awolnation hits the speakers. The arena and the tron go white. The pale crowd perks up and then begins the ritualistic booing of the man they love to hate, Smith Jones. He appears on stage dressed to compete in white trunks, kneepads, and boots. He’s carrying his white microphone. He strides confidently down to ringside and walks cockily up the steel steps, mugging for the angry crowd as he does it. Jones wipes his feet respectfully on the ring apron and enters the ring. Taking centre he speaks.
Smith: Oh my God! What is this world coming to? Jay Thunder has been attacked in the backstage area by some common thug? I…
Smith begins to pretend cry, an over the top performance that sarcastically illustrates his lack of concern for the fallen champion. He deadpans the main camera.
Smith: I don’t give two shits about what happened to you Jay. I guess I’m not the only one who wants to see you dead. And not to kick a man while he’s down, but I am here to announce that the title I have chosen to actively pursue in PCW is your Broadcast Championship!!!!!! That’s right! I hereby declare myself on your fucking tail, Jay. And unlike whoever took you out tonight, I don’t have to resort to back-jumping to get my point across. When I face you for that #shiny belt of yours, you won’t have to look over your shoulder to see me coming.
He uses his index finger to draw an ‘X’ across his chest.
Smith: And Magnus, your skill level is quite high and I expect great things from you in this company and in this business as a whole. It’s an unfortunate turn of events that you’ve had to cross paths with me during such a momentous time. I am doing big, big things right now. No man, not even a GIANT is going to stop me. I’m only a 229-pound Torontonian tactician, but I feel like I’ve got a pretty good shot at surviving the mighty warrior that is about to be brought out to this ring. If I don’t survive, I want to donate my remains to the Body Farm in Knoxville, Tennessee. If I do get past this very impressive, highly skilled Norse monster, I will pick my exhausted self up off the canvas, go back to my locker room, and start preparing to win the title I’ve wanted all along. The PCW Broadcast Championship will be mine and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. That belt belongs to ME. Oh, and Mr. Baker, if you need somebody to fill in for Jay Thunder in the main event, I know it’s next, but I’ll be ready to go as soon as this match is over. Lemme know if you need me. Now let the carnage commence.
He drops the white microphone and turns to face the entrance ramp. He does some light stretches and limbers up for a war.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
Lightning strikes both sides of the stage near the beast and a wall of flames quickly erupts. As the flames die down, “Die Trying” by Art Of Dying blasts throughout the arena. The figure stands on the stage, no longer clad in armor.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Jotunheim, Norway! Standing seven feet five inches tall and weighing in at 505 pounds... MAGNUS THUNDER!!!
Magnus slowly walks down the aisle, keeping his eyes on Curtis. Magnus grabs the top rope and pulls himself up to the apron. He steps over the top rope and instantly makes his way to the far side of the ring. He stares at Curtis as his music fades out and the lights return to normal.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: We have to wonder if Magnus' shape might be in condition this week.
SS: I'm not paying for a fucking arthritis treatment for this behemoth!
DM: Very funny, Saint, but it looks like Magnus Thunder's got the upper hand!
Magnus looks ready to catch Jones as he forces him back toward the corner. Jones looks like he's trapped! Magnus comes at him for the lockup, but Jones ducks it, getting behind Magnus! Jones with a pair of kicks to the calf, and Magnus turns around... BOOT TO THE GUT AND AN X-FACTOR! JONES HAS A COVER!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!!
DM: Magnus has kicked out!
SS: Fucking hell, the old man should have been out already!
DM: He's just proven you wrong, Saint.
SS: Hmph!
DM: Jones with another shot to Magnus' head as Magnus tries to get up. Magnus is back to his feet, but Jones springboards off the second rope...spinwheel...no! Magnus catches him! Magnus repositions Jones and sends him hard back first in to the corner with a toss! Magnus buries a shoulder to the gut, and Jones is in a bad position here!
SS: Are you kidding me!? This isn't the old man from last match!
DM: He certainly looks like he's in top condition now!
SS: Maybe they have some good Viagra up in Norway...
DM: Thinking of asking him for a sample, Saint?
SS: Well I... NO! Wait!
DM: You heard it, ladies and gentlemen. Magnus grips the throat and lifts Jones in the air. But Jones struggles, landing a hard roundhouse to Magnus' head. And Jones with a head scissors, draping Magnus across the middle rope! Jones hits the far ropes. He returns...catapults himself over the top rope... legdrop!
SS: He'll need to rely on this quickness if he wants to win!
DM: European Uppercut from the outside by Jones, and Magnus stumbles back as he makes it to his feet! Jones is up on the apron. He springboards... dropkick... no! Magnus swats him away like a fly! Magnus brings Jones back to his feet and quickly lifts him to the shoulder. Magnus with a full rush, and he slams Jones back first in to the corner with an Oklahoma slam! Magnus hooks Jones's legs, tying him to the tree-of-woe!
SS: Bad position for Jones to be in!
DM: Magnus rushes in for a spear... but Jones lifts himself to a sitting position forcing Magnus to slam shoulder first in to the ring post! Jones rolls down Magnus' back and rolls him up!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THR...
Before the referee can make the three, Magnus uses his strength to kick out, launching Jones shoulder first in to the post, and crashing to the outside. Magnus gets back up and quickly rolls out to continue his attack on Jones. He picks Jones up...lifts him high overhead, and drops him chest first on to the barricade.
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!
FOUR!!!!!
Magnus picks Jones up again and rolls him in to the ring. Magnus holds Jones's head in place, draping over the apron. He comes down on Jones's face with a hard elbow. Magnus rolls back in to the ring and goes for the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!
DM: Jones gets the shoulder up! Magnus picks Jones up and drops him back first across the knee. He holds Jones still, lifting him up again in a side slam position, and again drops him across the knee. He pulls Jones up one more time...sidewalk slam! Jones flips to his stomach in pain as Magnus grabs a hold of his left leg.
Magnus pulls on the leg, lifting Jones high in to the air and slams him hard down to the mat, knee first!
SS: Magnus is physically dissecting Jones!
DM: Oh make no mistake, he is BACK. Magnus picks Jones up and applies a front face lock. He lifts Jones vertical!
Magnus walks around the ring, one hand holding Jones up for the suplex. Magnus finally drops him forward, gut first on the top rope! Jones slumps to the apron as he tries to catch his breath. Magnus comes at Jones ...and Jones counters with a shoulder to the gut! Magnus slumps over for a second before fully standing again... roundhouse by Jones from the apron! Magnus stumbles back as Jones springboards... spinwheel kick!
DM: He has knocked the big man off his feet! And Jones with another springboard...moonsault! Jones grabs Magnus arm and scissors it. He falls forward, hyperextending the elbow! He grabs the arm again...cross armbar!
SS: He has this cross armbar submission locked in! A very painful hold to encounter!
The referee checks on Magnus who is trying to use his strength to get back up. He's able to make it to his knees, but Jones still has the hold locked in! Magnus is to his feet, and he lifts Jones in to the air... modified sitdown powerbomb! Magnus rolls back, holding his arm as he catches his breath!
SS: Beautiful move by Magnus... hard as it is for me to say. But that armbar looks like it has done some damage!
DM: Magnus is back to his feet and he picks up... no! Jones forces Magnus through the ropes and to the outside as Magnus went to pick him up! Magnus is using the barricade to bring himself back to his feet, and Jones's hitting the far ropes. Jones with a running springboard... seated senton, and he and Magnus tumble in to the crowd!
The fans erupt in boos as Magnus lays at their feet! Jones gets back to his feet. He uses all of his power to bring Magnus back to his feet, and forces him back over the barricade.
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!
FOUR!!!!!
Jones climbs on to the barricade as Magnus slowly gets back up. Jones runs the barricade... NECKBREAKER on Magnus!
FIVE!!!!!
SIX!!!!!
SS: Jones has definitely come to fight!
DM: The ref is up to a count of six as Jones is getting back to his feet.He rolls in to the ring, and rolls back up, restarting the count! Jones again uses his strength to bring Magnus to his feet... but Magnus buries a knee to the gut! He grabs Jones by the wrist... hard irish whip in to the steel steps!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
DM: Magnus picks Jones back up and lifts him overhead with a military press...and he tosses Jones over the top rope back in to the ring! Magnus rolls in after him and makes the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
KICKOUT!!!!!
DM: You almost have to think that if Magnus would have hooked the leg, Jones wouldn't have been able to kick out!
SS: GODDAMNIT! NOW I WANT THAT VIA... oops. Sorry, said nothing.
DM: And here's Magnus going to apply a submission... he's going for a choke hold!
SS: Jones is in extreme pain, looking ready to tap out!
Jones has his hand in the air, ready to drop it to the mat. The referee is watching closely! Jones with a hard shot to the head from his leg...and another! Magnus stumbles back, allowing Jones to counter the hold! Jones uses his leg to lift his body, wrapping his other leg around Magnus' head! Jones with a hard right...a second...a third, and Magnus stumbles back, leaning against the ropes! Jones flips himself around... BACKSTABBER OUT OF NOWHERE!!!
DM: WHAT THE FUCK!?
SS: YES!!! YES!!! POINT OF CONTROVERSY! SMITH JONES HAS DEFEATED MAGNUS THUNDER!
DM: HERE'S THE COVER!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THR...NO!!!!!
DM: MAGNUS WITH HIS SHOULDER UP!
SS: AW HELL TO THE FUCKING NO!
DM: This, Shannon Saint, is MAGNUS FUCKING THUNDER! You won't beat him THAT easily and not without one hell of a fight!
SS: Jones brings Magnus to a seated position and lodges his knee in to Magnus' back! He grabs Magnus by the wrists... Fujiwara Armbar! How impressive has Jones been here tonight?!
SS: It truly is unbelievable that he can keep himself in the match like this! And he drills Magnus hard in the back with his knee before once again yanking back on Magnus' arms!
Magnus tries pulling his arms together. As he slowly brings them toward each other in front of him, Jones releases the hold and drills Magnus in the head with a knee. Jones falls with a quick legdrop on Magnus. He grabs Magnus' arm and applies a modified armbar. The referee checks on Magnus who refuses to give up. Magnus makes it to his knee as Jones tries to apply more pressure. Magnus makes it back to his feet and delivers a hard fist to the gut. Jones releases the hold as he hunches over.
DM: Magnus shoots Jones off in to the ropes. Magnus with a clothesline, but Jones ducks it on the rebound! Jones with a springboard, and he leaps back at Magnus with a flying clothelsine! But Magnus catches him! Powerbomb!
SS: Another Powerbomb!
DM: THUNDERSTORM!!! MAGNUS IS BACK TO HIS PRIME!
SS: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
DM: Cover by Magnus!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!
NO!!!
JONES WITH THE SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST MILLISECOND!!!
DM: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?
SS: I'VE GOT NO IDEA, BUT THIS IS DAMN GOOD!
The crowd chants "PC-DUB! PC-DUB! PC-DUB!" as Magnus Thunder cannot believe his eyes!
DM: Jones is finally starting to stir, slowly getting back to his feet. He falls in to the corner for support as Magnus has taken a few steps back.
SS: Jones got hit with enough impact, that he actually did a backflip from that shot!
DM: Magnus approaching Smith Jones... and we might be seeing another Thunderstorm!
SS: OH NO!
Magnus picks Jones up and hoists him up on his shoulders...
DM: Wait, what's that!?
SS: IT'S CURTIS WILKES! HE COMES IN FROM UNDER THE RING!
Curtis Wilkes slides out of the ring apron, grinning wickedly, and catches Magnus from behind with a dropkick to his back! Magnus hunches over, dropping the prone Smith Jones. Smith immediately grabs on the referee who's attention is diverted away from the match. Curtis grabs Magnus Thunder... NECKBREAKER BY CURTIS WILKES!
DM: Curtis just screwed Magnus over! DAMMIT!
SS: I LOVE IT!
Curtis exits the ring and sits down just below the apron to where he's not seen. Magnus gets to his feet, but barely. Smith Jones sees this and jumps up... POINT OF CONTROVERSY! SMITH WITH THE BACKSTABBER TO THE NECK! And he immediately has the cover...
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!
*DING DING DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... SMITH JONES!!!
"Sail" by Awolnation hits and Smith Jones celebrates his victory to huge boos from the crowd. He looks at Magnus and shrugs his shoulders before exiting the ring and up the ramp.
DM: Smith Jones just defeated Magnus FUCKING THUNDER! Incredible!
SS: I KNEW he could do it! He's the fucking man! Nuff said!
As Smith Jones goes to the back. Curtis Wilkes slides in the ring and looks over at a downed Magnus Thunder with a smirk on his face. He stands there and states the words "I'm still better than you, Magnus" as the crowd gives off a mixed reaction, mostly boos, to the PCW Hall of Famer.
DM: Curtis Wilkes made his presence known and he made a statement, costing Magnus Thunder that match!
SS: Most men fear Magnus, but after Struggle for Power III! I believe Curtis is one that has no fear of him whatsoever! He beat him, but the thing is, is that they're tied at one win a piece against each other! Magnus being victorious three years ago in a Lord of the Ring tournament match in the CWF and Curtis winning just two weeks ago!
DM: A rubber match seems inevitable and it could very well happen soon! Ladies and gentlemen! We are to take our final commercial break! We'll be back after this!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Dec 22, 2012 14:54:03 GMT -5
DM: The following contest is your Saturday Night Rapture MAIN EVENT of the evening and it is a CHAMPIONS BALL SIX PERSON TAG TEAM MATCH!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing team number one!
"Light" by The Agony Family hits and the crowd cheers. The camera's go all around the arena and then hit the stands as Adrien Cochrane is amongst them, wearing a black hoodie with the hood up and the PCW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. And behind them is The Bull and Ape Alliance, who have each half of their tag team championships on their left shoulder while wearing their clown masks.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 1,190 pounds! They are the team of the PCW World Tag Team Champions, The Bull and Ape Alliance, and the PCW World Heavyweight Champion... "THE DROPKICK KING"... ADRIEN COCHRANE!!!
And on cue, the trio walks down the stairs, slapping hands with all of the fans in the stands. They even take the time to sign some autographs before heading to the end of the barricade. Bull and Ape give their clown masks to two kids before going over the barricade wall along with Adrien. The trio enters the ring and goes on the turnbuckles and raises their respective titles in the air to the cheers and adolation from the crowd. Adrien takes off his hoodie and he along with Bull and Ape, hand their titles to the referee and wait for the match to start.
Jimmy Wilkes: And their opponents!
The lights in the arena go dim as "Eye of the Storm" by Killswitch Engage begins to play. Blue and white spotlights fill the arena scooping around the dimmed arena. Heather then steps out onto the stage walking backwards she then turns to the crowd as they cheer. She stops putting her hands to her lips and turning in her knee. She then puts her hands up in the air peace signs showing on each of them as she steps out in a wide stance.
Jimmy Wilkes: First, making her way to the ring, from Des Moines, Iowa. She is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame... "THE CLASS ACT"... HEATHER MONROE!
The crowd cheers as Heather jumps up and starts down the ramp. She goes to one side and slaps the hands of the fans then to the other where she does the same. She stops at the end looking at a little boy she grins and plants a kiss on the boys cheek. She laughs to herself looking at the reaction of the boy and walks over to the apron pulling herself up with the bottom rope. She gets to her feet and gets into the ring. She runs towards the turnbuckle jumping up onto it and blowing a kiss she then puts both arms up in the air peace signs formed on her fingers. She then runs to the opposite turnbuckle doing the same. She then stretches on the ropes and takes a seat on the turnbuckle as she waits for the match to start.
Jimmy Wilkes: And her tag team partner!
As "Long Black Train" by Josh Turner hits the PA system, "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews strides down the aisle in a suit and tie with the PCW Platinum Championship around his waist. In his hand, he carries a Bible and begins his regular sermon as he ventures down to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Deacon Jeremiah, from Redemption, Alabama, weighing in at 275 pounds. He is the PCW PLATINUM CHAMPION... "THE EVANGELIST"... JERRY MATTHEWS!!!
His spiritual liaison, Deacon Jeremiah, accompanies him to ringside with an offering plate, ready to collect money from any believers in the crowd. As he gets to the ring, he climbs through the ropes and removes his suit. He then raises his Bible in a preachly manner to the crowd as they boo incessantly.
Jimmy Wilkes: And their tag team partner!
The neigh of a horse sounds throughout the arena, as the chorus of “Dark Horses” by Switchfoot hits and the crowd goes to cheer as they know the music of the man that's about to come out.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at 180 pounds! He is the PCW BROADCAST CHAMPION... "THE DARK HORSE"... JAY THUNDER!!!
The crowd expect Jay to come out but further into his song. Jay doesn't appear.
SS: WHERE THE HELL IS HE?!
DM: He obviously still hasn't recovered from that attack at the top of the show!
Jimmy Wilkes asks about what to do and once he gets the go ahead. He stand in the middle of the ring again and announces.
Jimmy Wilkes: And their tag team partner! Fron Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at 180 pounds! He is the PCW BRODCAST CHAMPION... "THE DARK HORSE"... JAY THUNDER!!!
"Dark Horses" by Switchfoot hits again and the crowd cheers, hoping that this time, Jay comes out. However, Jay doesn't appear and the crowd is uneasy as their hero still hasn't come out for the match.
DM: Whoever attacked him, obviously didn't leave him able to compete for tonight's main event!
SS: Looks like Heather and Matthews are going alone against Adrien and the fat ungrateful bastards!
DM: Don't you dare call somebody else fat when you're just as fat as they are!
SS: ...
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go. This I guess, handicap match is underway!
SS: The show must go on!
Adrien Cochrane and Jerry Matthews start this one off for their respective teams. Both champions get in a collar and elbow tie-up, and Matthews gets the upperhand with a side headlock. Adrien pushes Matthews off of him and into the ropes. Matthews comes back off the rebound... Shoulder block by Jerry Matthews. Adrien gets back up to his feet, but Matthews flattens him with a big boot to the face.
SS: Matthews is the more powerful of the two and he can easily counter Adrien's quickness with power and brawl moves!
DM: No duh! Where did you figure that out?
SS: I always knew this!
DM: I call bullshit!
Matthews stays on Adrien by kicking at the side of his head on a repeated basis. Matthews brings Adrien back to his feet and goes for it... Spinebuster! NO! Adrien was able to spin Matthews around... and connect with a Tornado DDT! Adrien waits for Matthews to get to his feet. Matthews now up, and Adrien runs straight towards him... Running clothesline! And Matthews is now leveled to the ground. Adrien grabs Matthews and goes to his corner. He tags Ape Simmons into the match.
SS: FUCK! Matthews is now facing a fat whale!
DM: Pot meet kettle! You're black! Ape is in the ring and forearms Matthews in the gut. Adrien and Ape lift Matthews up... Double Suplex! And Adrien is now being forced out of the ring as Ape looks down at a fallen Matthews!
SS: This is a chance for Bull and Ape to really make that name for themselves here in PCW and the tag team division! A victory with Adrien tonight can do that for them!
DM: Ape rises Matthews up to his feet and delivers an uppercut to the jaw! He delivers another... and another! Ape whips Matthews into the ropes! He thinks Matthws is coming off the rebound, but Matthews holds on to the ropes! Matthews makes his way to the corner... and tags in Heather Monroe!
SS: The number one contender against one of the tag champs? Ring a ding ding! This should be fun for the sexy Heather Monroe!
DM: Ugh! Pig! Heather and Ape start trading blows with one another! Heather kicks at Ape's legs to weaken him! She backs away and goes for a dropkick, but Ape doesn't leave his feet! She goes for it again... and for a second time, Ape doesn't leave his feet! Heather goes to the top and flies off... but Ape catches her and plants her down with a Samoan Drop!
SS: AHHH! He fucking crushed her! That's abuse!
DM: You idiot! It's a wrestling match and you know damn well Heather isn't going to cry about it! She's going to get back up and keep on ticking!
SS: Heh!
DM: Ape gets Heather up to her feet again and places her on his shoulders as he goes for it again... Another Samoan Drop! And Ape has the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Heather kicks out at two!
SS: Dumb dumb in there should know that it will take a lot to keep Heather down for the count!
DM: Me being one of the biggest supporters for Heather Monroe on commentary will state that all day long, but you calling Ape an idiot is another case of the pot calling the kettle black!
SS: Why?
DM: Because you yourself... are a dumbass!
Ape gets Heather back to her feet and jabs at her face. He does it again... and again. He steps back and plays up to the crowd, yelling "I'M HUNGRY" before the crowd chants back "EAT APE! EAT!". Ape runs towards Heather, but Heather recovers in time and hits him with a drop toe hold to take him to the mat. Heather quickly hits a leg drop to the back of Ape's neck to take him back down.
DM: Never count out Heather Monroe! She can turn it up with a drop of a dime and right there proves it!
SS: She has won every title in the company sans the Platinum Championship, and she is a PCW Hall of Famer so that too should say something!
Heather gets up and waits for Ape to get to his. Ape gets to his knees and Heather kicks at the chest. She does it again... and again... and again before hitting him with a roundhouse kick to the face to take him down. Heather looks down and bounces off the ropes... and hits a flipping senton on Ape Simmons before making the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Now Ape kicks out!
SS: Damn! He sent Heather up in the air with that kickout!
Heather quickly gets to her feet and Ape starts to get to his. Heather now kicks Ape in the knees again before hitting him with a superkick to the turnbuckle. Heather backs away and runs up to the corner, going for a dropkick... but Ape swats her away like a fly and down goes Heather. Ape tags Adrien back in the match. Adrien enters the ring and Heather gets back to her feet, staring at the man who took the PCW World title away from her.
DM: Heather versus Adrien once more! They're more likely going to face one on one in a rematch very soon, but you know this has to be motivation for Heather to face the person holding her title right now!
SS: Of course it's motivation! She wants that title back! Can't blame her!
The two of them lock up, and it's Heather with an advantage with the side headlock. Adrien whips her into the ropes. She comes back, and Adrien hits her with a hip toss. Heather gets back up and this time, Adrien hits her with an arm drag. Heather gets up for a third time and tries for a grapple, but Adrien kicks her in the gut... and he hits the Snap suplex.
DM: Smart move by Ade! Using his quickness to combat Heather who's proven time and time again that she herself is quick!
SS: They've matched up three times so it's safe to say that they know each other pretty well!
Adrien gets Heather back to her feet and whips her into the ropes. Heather back off the rebound... Back body drop! Adrien hits the Back body drop on Heather Monroe. Adrien now going to the ground and locks in an abdominal stretch on the PCW Hall of Famer. Adrien is wrenching back further and further to cause more pain to Heather. Adrien is continuing to cause pain... but not so fast. Jerry Matthews rushes into the ring and plants a boot to Adrien's face to cause the hold to be broken.
SS: That right there is tag team wrestling!
Matthews gets back to his corner and Heather gets to her face. She looks at Matthews with confusion before noticing Adrien is now up to his. Heather goes towards Adrien and starts laying into him with a series of vicious shots. Heather whips Adrien to a neutral corner. Heather runs toward him... Swinging corner clothesline! Heather with the clothesline to the corner to shift the momentum towards her team's favor.
DM: Heather Monroe may not have liked what Jerry Matthews did, but it paid off and now she's in control!
SS: She knows that it's tag team wrestling and she has her pride and all that, but I'm sure she's also glad that she's got the upperhand here!
Heather drags Adrien back to her corner and she tags Matthews back into the match. Heather and Matthews hook Adrien up... and plant him down with a double suplex. After a little time. Matthews raises Adrien up to a seated position and lands a series of forearms to the side of the neck. Adrien slumps down to the mat, but Matthews is not letting up as he kicks Adrien in the side of the head with his boot.
DM: Matthews is a little extra aggressive himself right here! Of course, he has some history with Adrien, going to a no contest against him three and a half months ago in Adrien's first defense of his reign as PCW Platinum Champion!
SS: And for Matthews! A victory over the current World Champion would do him all the good!
DM: Matthews hooks Adrien's leg for the pinfall!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Adrien kicks out of that one! And the Platinum Champion is not pleased one bit!
SS: I don't blame him! I thought he had it but the ref just counts too damn slow!
Matthews rises to his feet and chucks Adrien to enemy territory. Matthews foot chokes Adrien until causing him to slump down to the ground. From there, he makes the quick tag to Heather. Matthews and Heather get Adrien up... and hit him with an STO/Russian Leg Sweep Combination. Heather immediately goes for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: And Ape Simmons comes in and breaks the fall!
SS: This is becoming a war here and this main event is poppin'! Heather shakes off the cob webs and gets Adrien to his feet! Heather goes for a suplex, but Adrien somehow reverses it and hits a German suplex to get back into it!
SS: And both competitors are down, which means NOW is the turning point of the whole deal!
As Adrien and Heather are down on the mat. The crowd POPS HUGE as you can see Jay Thunder appear through the crowd. With a good portion of his head bandaged up and the blood stains still on his body after that attack at the top of the show. He hops the barricade and then hops on the apron. He sees Heather crawling to the corner and begs to be tagged in. Heather reaches closer... and tags Jay in the match just as Adrien reached for Bull Connor to be in.
DM: And now it's going to be Jay Thunder versus Bull Connor!
SS: DAMN! How the hell did he recover from that?
DM: He's a damn warrior! He has heart, guts, determination and he's a fucking prodigy! Anything else I need to rattle off so your ignorant ass will understand!
SS: Nope!
DM: Good! Now call the match!
Jay steps in-between the ropes and Bull steps in as well. Bull runs towards Jay, but Jay uses his quickness to evade one half of the tag team champions. Bull turns around, only for Jay to run at him... and hit him with a dropkick to the left knee. Jay slowly gets up but goes to work on Bull by kicking and stomping at him to keep him down, but Bull is shrugging them off like bullets. He chucks Jay into a neutral corner and then begins to run towards him... but Jay moves out of the way, and Bull hits chest first into the turnbuckle.
SS: I'm surprised that didn't break!
DM: Oh my god! Shut the HELL UP! You're really annoying the shit out of me right now!
Bull turns around, and Jay hits a jumping crescent kick to the face to cause Bull to stumble back to the turnbuckle. Jay now takes off towards him... and hits Step-up high knee to Bull in the cormer, and follows it up by hitting him with a bulldog. The crowd cheers loudly as Jay raises his fists in the air.
DM: Jay's back and is in full force! Right now, he's going good!
SS: He's got fat asses and Adrien to deal with! His chances are not that good!
DM: Who are you rooting for in this match? Because it sure seemed like you were rooting for the side Jay's on!
SS: I'm rooting for Matthews and Heather, not Jay Thunder!
DM: Uhh, Retard! He's on their team!
SS: I don't care!
Jay gets down to Bull's level and starts stomping on his head. He goes to the top rope and as Bull gets to all fours. Jay dives off... and hits a leg drop to the back of the head. Jay however wastes no time and locks in a Bridging arm triangle choke on Bull Connor.
DM: Now in some circles in our industry! They call this the Last Chancery, but either way! This Bridging arm triangle choke can very effective!
SS: It can choke a guy out if he's not careful and right now, Bull Connor is the one in that position of possibly being choked out!
Jay cranks up the submission on Bull in hopes of weakening him. But Bull is finding the strength towards getting back into this fight. He inches closer and closer to the ropes as Jay attempts to crank it on even more. Bull makes his way to the ropes... and HE GRABS IT! Jay's not letting go and the referee has no choice but to impliment the five count...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Jay lets off before the five count. Bull starts to stir to his feet. Jay hits Bull with a chop to the chest... and another one... and another one before hitting a backhanded chop to Bull's face that actually hit him square in the nose. Bull stumbles back and touches his nose which has some blood gushing from it. Bull smirks at the sight of his own blood, but stares at Jay who's now looking around, trying to go to his corner. But Bull stands in the way and hits him with a right... and another right... and another right before whipping him to the ropes. Jay comes back off the rebound... and Bull hits him with a Chokebomb.
DM: And finally, Bull was able to stop the momentum of Jay Thunder and put that towards his team's favor!
SS: But with Jay down! So too is Bull who took some damage from the PCW Broadcast Champion!
DM: Neither competitor moving and the referee begins the ten count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Bull begins to stir and starts crawling his way toward Jay...
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
Both men get back to their feet. They throw punches at each other, with Bull eventually getting the upperhand. Bull starts punching Jay hard enough to where the wounds are reopening up through the big ass bandages on Jay's head. Bull whips Jay into the ropes. Jay comes back... and Bull hits him with a Spinning Side Slam to take him down. Bull now bounces off the ropes and runs towards Jay... BIG SPLASH! And Bull hooks the leg for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Jay got his foot on the bottom rope!
SS: DAMN! Well give credit to Jay I guess! That was smart to get that foot on the rope!
DM: Of course it was, tubby!
Bull gets up and then gets Jay back to his feet. He goes to whip Jay into a neutral corner, but instead, Jay somehow reverses it into an Irish whip of his own and Bull crashes back first into the turnbuckle. Jay smirks and sees Bull in prime position. He runs towards the corner... and hits Bull with a Running dropkick to him in the corner. Bull now goes down face first to the mat.
DM: And now Jay's got the control back in his team's favor! Unbelievable!
SS: He certainly hasn't lost a step despite being damn near covered with bandages!
DM: He's got the drive to continue on! Jay goes to the top now and waits for Bull to get to his feet! Bull gets up and Jay decides to fly... Diving Hurricanrana! Jay hit Bull Connor with the Diving Hurricanrana!
SS: That's what he needed to do to get this one in his favor! And he quickly goes for the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: And Bull kicks out!
SS: He's gotta find someway to keep him down because whatever he's doing right now, isn't working!
Jay gets to his knees and says "fuck it" as he gets to the top rope. He looks down at Bull before diving off... SHOOTING STAR PRESS! NO! Bull moved out of the way at the last second and the Broadcast Champion hit nothing but canvas.
SS: Damn! Sorry about your damn luck, kid! But that was a dumb move!
DM: It's a high risk move and when you hit it, it's gold! But when you don't... well, it doesn't end too well!
SS: And Jay crashed and burned there!
DM: Bull now back to his feet and tags Ape in! Ape whips Jay into the corner! He then whips Bull into Jay... and hits him with a big body splash in the corner! Bull whips Jay back to Ape, who then hits him with a Spinning side slam...
SS: ANIMAL TAKEOVER! Bull and Ape have nailed Jay Thunder with the Animal Takeover!
DM: And Ape makes the cover as Bull Connor and Adrien are in the ring to prevent Matthews and Heather from breaking up the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners of the match by pinfall... the PCW World Tag Team Champions, The Bull and Ape Alliance... and the PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... ADRIEN COCHRANE!!!
"Light" by The Agony Family hits and Adrien and Bull and Ape celebrate their victory to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Very impressive victory by the World Champion and the Tag Team Champions!
SS: As much as I hate to admit this, but Bull and Ape did some work and they were the stars of this match! Who would have thought that?
DM: That is true! The opposition put on an impressive showing though, especially Jay Thunder considering he was brutally attacked by an unknown individual at the top of the show which left him completely bloodied and battered!
SS: He does have heart and all! That's one thing you can't take away from the Broadcast Champion and even though I do like Marina Valdivia! On January 4th! I hope Jay can come away with more gold by winning the THW World Title! That would be a damn good way to cap off the new year for him!
DM: It certainly would!
As Adrien and The Bull and Ape Alliance have left, as well as Jerry Matthews and Heather Monroe walking to the back. Smith Jones appears in the ring from out of nowhere and waits for Jay Thunder to get to his feet. He's stalking him like a wild animal. Jay slowly gets to his feet and as he's up just long enough. Smith leaps up and has both of his knees on the back of Jay's neck before dropping down to the mat...
DM: POINT OF CONTROVERSY! SMITH JONES WITH THE POINT OF CONTROVERSY TO JAY THUNDER!
SS: Smith Jones stated before his match that he was coming after Jay Thunder and the Broadcast Championship and he certainly just made his mark!
DM: How about the whole night? Smith Jones really has left a lasting impression on PCW and he did it his way!
SS: The guy's got a bright future and he's going to be a big time star in this company! And the Broadcast division has certainly gotten interesting!
DM: Unfortunately, we are all out of time! For Shannon Taint, I am Desiree Miles! We do hope you enjoyed the final Saturday Night Rapture of 2012! Our next Rapture will be on January 19th from the Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, Ohio! While on December 31st will be the third edition of Night of Heroes, our awards show! See you all then and Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and be safe everybody!
The final image of the show is with Smith Jones grabbing Jay Thunder's Broadcast Championship and raising it in the air as he stands above him and the crowd boos loudly. From there, we...
Fade to Black.
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