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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:44:41 GMT -5
Warning: The following content is rated TV-MA and it is intended 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. [Two weeks ago on Saturday Night Rapture, we witnessed the rivalry between Jay Thunder and Syn experience fireworks... literally, as Syn hit Jay with The Killing Joke from off the stage into the pyrotechnics area and the show ended with those two being checked on for their injuries. The hatred the two of them share for each other is heating up and with the PCW World Heavyweight Championship on the line. Those two will do anything to get it. We also had the members of both Team Baker and Team Morgan revealed and it's to be a star studded match. James Baker irked Morgan Simmons with his selections. The rivalry with Smith Jones, Hano Eiyu and Brian Stryker also heated up when Smith and Liam Reilly beat down Hano and Stryker. Everything is really intense towards Battle Finale season.
But this week. This is the final Rapture before the big one, Battle Finale III and we are going to present an awesome show to boot. The PCW World Heavyweight Champion Jay Thunder and Curtis Wilkes do battle in the main event. This is their first one on one match against each other and Curtis is looking for his ninth win in a row and a chance to get back to the main event scene. In addition, we have the PCW Platinum Champion Jerry Matthews doing battle with the HCW Pure Champion TJ Parks in a champion versus champion match. We also have the PCW Broadcast Champion Smith Jones facing Syn in what is a vital match up for both. Or, the YCW-ICW retro four way match with PCW Hall of Famers Danielle Lopez, Leon Lonewolf, Israel Steele and Draven Logan Kennedy battling for one hundred thousand dollars. We have that and so much more as we are officially one more show away until Battle Finale.
Tonight's Saturday Night Rapture takes place from the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California.
We are PCW and we are proud to present to all of you...]"Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing and Rides The Bomb To Hell" by The Offspring blasts throughout the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California as the sold out crowd of 21,000 fans are all on their feet, electrified. Fireworks and pyro blast off from the entrance stage as light blue strobes flow throughout the arena. The fireworks and pyro die down as the focus switches to the commentator's table where Desiree Miles and Shannon Saint sit at ringside.DM: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another edition of Saturday Night Rapture, live on the Premium Television Network! Tonight's episode takes place from the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California! I am the voice of PCW, Desiree Miles alongside Shannon Taint and we are almost there! This is the last show before the big one! SS: Holy shit! It is almost here ladies and gentlemen! The biggest pay-per-view event of the year and to lead into that, we have a jam packed show tonight that is bound to set off some fireworks! DM: Eleven matches in total and you never know what the hell is gonna happen when it comes to a PCW event! SS: No kidding! We have some great matches ahead! Like Jay Thunder facing former World Champion, the Elite one himself Curtis Wilkes in what is going to be a great match up! Jerry Matthews will take on TJ Park in a one on one contest! And that's not all, the Broadcast Champion Smith Jones faces Syn! And we have a retro YCW-ICW four way match between Leon Lonewolf, Draven Logan Kennedy, Danielle Lopez and the one night return of Israel Steele! DM: But that's not all! Talia Skye has her first PCW match up in nearly two years as she goes one on one with that ingrate Alexis Landry! Hano Eiyu and Konstantine Weylin go one on one, Morgan Simmons faces her former friend Nicole Allen, Brian Stryker faces Reyna Carter, Brytain Montgomery and SM Raye make their debuts in a match against each other, Lekkter tha Lunatik goes one on one with the debuting Scar Lokbrok and The Siren's make their debut as a team as they go up against The British Classholes, consisting of Zack Madestone-Flint and... the returning Buzz Wolfe! SS: Holy shit! Buzz Wolfe is back? DM: Yeah! He's back in the company now! SS: Damn! Kinda looking forward to this! “Long Black Train” by Josh Turner begins to play over the arena’s PA system and the crowd begins to boo immediately as the reigning PCW Platinum Champion “The Evangelist” Jerry Matthews begins to make his way down to the ring. In tow, we find Deacon Jeremiah, Harbinger and Pestilence following closely behind. Matthews is wearing his white suit, and has the Platinum title belt draped over his left shoulder. Deacon Jeremiah is wearing his black suit, and is carrying a Bible in his right hand. Harbinger and Pestilence meanwhile, to the crowd’s utter shock, are each carrying one end of a large wooden pole. Strapped to the wooden pole, with her wrists and ankles bound to it is none other than the recently kidnapped Aurora Rose, who is also gagged. Aurora struggles to free herself as the Saints of Veritas make their way down to the ring, but it is to no avail.DM: They've got Aurora strapped to that pole! This is ungodly! Downright horrifying! The crowd continues to boo as Matthews makes his way up the ring steps. Jeremiah slides into the ring under the bottom rope, and Harbinger and Pestilence do the same after sliding the pole carrying Aurora underneath first. Matthews beckons to ring announcer Jimmy Wilkes for his microphone. Wilkes obliges, and exits the ring promptly. Meanwhile, Harbinger and Pestilence place the wooden pole carrying the bound Aurora Rose in the corner of the ring. Aurora continues to try and escape while Jeremiah begins taunting her mercilessly with his copy of the Good Book.DM: This is completely wrong! They're taunting the poor woman with that damn book! SS: Oh come on! This is awesome! Lighten up! DM: Fuck you! Matthews then begins to address the crowd.Matthews: What a shame that tonight we’ll be celebrating such a momentous occasion in one of the nation’s most sinful cities. City of Angels my ass!!! The crowd’s booing begins to pick up again simultaneously with their collective anger level at the Southern pastor’s insult at their hometown.Matthews: Tonight, since I haven’t had the proper opportunity to celebrate just yet, the rest of the Saints and I have chosen to commemorate my becoming the longest reigning PCW Platinum Champion in this company’s history, surpassing the record long held by “Mr. Intensity” Kerry Collins. Only through the power of God’s grace could this remarkable feat have come true. The crowd begins to boo again. Matthews pats the title belt before continuing.Matthews: It’s been one hundred and twenty six days since I buried Draven Logan Kennedy alive at Struggle for Power. Four long and glorious months. When I first won this strap, I came out here and addressed each and every one of you, and proclaimed that my reign would be the greater than any Platinum champion before me. And, lo and behold, I was right. But, if any of you’ve been paying attention for the past eight months, then you’d realize that it didn’t take a prophet of the Lord such as myself to predict that such an event would occur. Matthews flashes a cocky grin to the camera and soaks in the continuous boos of the crowd.DM: He only won the belt when [Censored] helped him and Jeremiah bury Draven alive! Matthews: Draven Logan Kennedy, Israel Steele, Michael Morrison, Adrien Cochrane, Liam Reilly, Leon Lonewolf. These were all men who set to do exactly what I’ve done in breaking Collins’ record. And a lot of these men are Hall of Famers. Do the math, folks. By breaking a record that everyone thought would never fall, I’ve basically guaranteed myself a spot in PCW’s annals of history. And, nobody in this company is going to be taking this belt off of me any time soon. Crowd: Reaper……Reaper………Reaper!!!! Matthews waits for the chants to die down before he continues.Matthews: Do any of you sincerely think that that autistic pitch man really has a chance of beating me? How many times do I need to one up him before you realize that, much similar to Kobe Bryant and the rest of “the greatest Lakers team ever assembled,” he stands no chance of ever winning a championship!!! Crowd: Reaper pinned you………Reaper pinned you……..Reaper pinned you!!!!! The crowd chooses this as an opportune moment to remind the preacher that he has yet failed to beat his chief rival and #1 contender. Matthews begins to turn red, and the veins in his neck are beginning to show.Matthews: I don’t give a god damn if that ‘dark magician’ gained a fluke victory over me a few months ago!!! Reaper, you might have these moronic fans and Team Lethality in your corner, but that’s it. I nearly tore your lesbian whore of a sister limb from limb. Tonight, I’m going to do the same to your arrogant, hot-headed cousin. And, in two weeks at Battle Finale III, the biggest show of them all, I guarantee that I’ll be the one with my hand raised, and God will continue to smile on his greatest shining star: me, Reverend Jerry Matthews, “The Evangelist.” Matthews crosses himself, and then motions to the rest of the Saints. Together, they all bow their heads collectively for a moment of prayer. After a few moments, Matthews raises the mic again.Matthews: Tonight, to honor the most High for all he has given unto me and to make sure that I am endowed with his power to finally put Reaper to rest, I and the rest of the Saints feel that the only proper way to ensure this is to offer him a sacrifice. Matthews flashes a sadistic smile and turns his head to the bound Aurora Rose, who still persists in trying to escape.DM: What the hell is he thinking? SS: Aw yeah! Sacrifice! This is going to be fun! Matthews walks over to Aurora’s corner, and gets to within inches of her face. He takes his free hand and begins to stroke her face with his fingers.Matthews: Miss Rose, you probably thought when you became my honored guest two weeks ago that a fate similar to Alice Humes Kennedy awaited you. You probably thought that I would attempt to drive the demons from you that made you take up the life that you so foolishly have chosen. Well, if this would have happened even as early as a few months ago, you may have been correct. Unfortunately for you, I recruited Harbinger and Pestilence to form the Saints of Veritas to renew my war on sin in the PCW locker room. It had become clear that Jeremiah and I had been losing the war, and we needed fresh new bodies. More manpower leads to new tactics. And, Miss Rose, this is why, tonight, I plan on burning you alive!!!! Aurora’s eyes widen, and she attempts to scream in bloody horror, but her shrills are muffled by the gag.DM: You've got to be fucking kidding me? SS: FIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRE! DM: Shut up! This is wrong on so many levels! Somebody needs to put a stop to this IMMEDIATELY! Matthews: You are nothing more than a vile temptress, with the unlimited potential of infecting other, good God-fearing people with the evil that dwells within you. Because of this, there is no better candidate for such a sacrifice. And, Aurora, I promise you, it will be long, and it will be painful. The crowd begins to cheer all of a sudden. This is because Aurora’s girlfriend, Alexis Knight has appeared at the top of the entrance way. Matthews notices this, and points to both Harbinger and Pestilence, ordering them to dispatch her quietly. Alexis comes running down the steel entrance ramp, and is greeted by Pestilence. He attempts to drill her with a clothesline, but she successfully ducks. She then turns around and delivers a vicious low blow. Pestilence clutches his groin, and immediately falls to the ground.DM: Thank god Alexis has showed up! SS: DAMN HER! Alexis begins pointing and screaming at the downed Saint. However, this distraction leaves her wide open to the charging Harbinger, who is wielding a steel chair obtained from underneath the ring. He delivers a crushing shot to the skull of Knight, who goes down hard, knocked out cold upon impact. Aurora’s eyes are filled with terror, and you can tell that she is screaming on the inside. Harbinger leans down and checks on Pestilence, who is still favoring his family jewels. He is helped to his feet, and Harbinger then begins to drag Alexis’ prone form towards the ring. He picks her up and rolls her into the ring, before doing the same. Harbinger then drags her to the opposite corner of Aurora, and slumps her down in a seated position.DM: DAMMIT! They've got both of them! This isn't good! Matthews then motions for Pestilence to get something under the ring. Pestilence leans down, and grabs two torches. He slides in the ring, and gives them both to Deacon Jeremiah. Jeremiah pulls a lighter and lights them both, but allows Matthews to say a blessing before going forward with the ceremony.Matthews: Oh Lord, please accept this sacrifice as a sign of my utmost thanks for the gifts that you have given me, Jeremiah, the rest of the Saints, and the rest of your faithful flock. May this fire purify this wicked woman, and cleanse her of all evil, so that she may serve as an example for the fate that belies those who would directly defy you and your teachings. The Word of the Lord, Thanks Be to God. DM: Oh god no! NO! DON'T DO IT! DON'T DO IT! SS: BURN THEM TO HELL! BURN THEM! DM: You are sick, Taint! Absolutely sick! The crowd begins to boo as Matthews takes a torch from Jeremiah. Both men begin to move towards Aurora, who remains incapable of escape. As the flames come within inches of Aurora, the arena lights suddenly go out, and a cold breeze sweeps through the ring, extinguishing both torches. Camera bulbs flash throughout the crowd and some members even pull out their cell phones to provide some meager amount of light. After a few seconds, the lights go back on, and the crowd explodes as Ryan “The Reaper” Robinson, Bella Brooks-Robinson, Rachel Robinson, Mariah Lopez and TJ Parks are in the ring, standing behind the Saints of Veritas. Slowly, each Saint turns around. Reaper is carrying his signature golf club and points it menacingly at “The Evangelist.”DM: Thank god Team Lethality came to the aid of Alexis and Aurora! Thank you Jesus! SS: SHIT! Nobody got burned alive! This sucks! DM: I'll light your ass on fire, idiot! How would you like that? SS: ... At the drop of a hat, a pure bedlam brawl breaks out. Fists begin flying, with Reaper and Matthews at the center of it all exchanging lefts and rights. This exchange has caused Reaper to drop his golf club. Matthews is sent reeling by a left hand from Reaper, and he bounces off the ropes and attempts to clothesline the dark magician. Reaper ducks, and subsequently picks up his golf club. Matthews sees this and puts on the brakes a few feet in front of Reaper. Reaper rears back and attempts to take Matthews’ head clean off with a mighty hack. Matthews ducks and evades, causing Reaper to make contact with Bella who falls to the canvass out cold, as tiny trickles of crimson begin to make their way down her forehead. Reaper drops his golf club and brings his hands to his head in shock, as the rest of Team Lethality each individually notices what has just occurred. The Saints use this opportunity to exit the ring, as Reaper and his sister Rachel bend down to check on Bella, while Mariah and TJ untie the bound Aurora from the far corner. Aurora runs to check on Alexis, who is still breathing slowly after the chair shot from Pestilence, while Mariah and TJ bends down and also checks on Bella.DM (shocked): Oh my god! Bella... SS: AHAHAHAHAHA! The retard took out his wife! Oh this is glorious! DM: Shut the fuck up, Taint! This is bad, REAL BAD! This was an accident that went horribly wrong! Matthews, Jeremiah, Harbinger and Pestilence back up the entrance ramp, and Matthews hoists the Platinum title above his head, while Jeremiah does the same with his Bible. The crowd showers them with boos, while Bella still lies motionless in the ring.DM: We need to get medical personnel out here immediately! The medics come out and a stretcher is brought to ringside. Following it is PCW General Manager James Baker who has a live microphone in his pocket. He observes the situation and assists the medics in loading Bella on a stretcher. Team Lethality leaves the ringside area as the medics stretcher Bella out of the arena. James Baker looks on and is a bit distraught as he begins to speak into the microphone.James Baker: I hope the evil Christian crew is happy at what just happened. Poor Bella had to be smacked in the face accidently by Reaper, who I have no doubt about being shooken up right now. James looks up at the audience before continuing.James Baker: This situation between Matthews and Reaps has been heating up and I think we should have them settle it at the biggest pay-per-view of the year. But not in just any old match. Oh no no no no. We're gonna have this thing in a match with no rules and anything is legal. I'm talkin' about... a STREET FIGHT MATCH!!! The crowd cheers loudly.James Baker: Reaps. I know you want revenge on the man who worships a make believe figure, and you will get that at Petco Park in two weeks. And Matthews, I adivse you to show up to the event because Reaper's gonna be a little pissy and you know what happens when folks get a little mad. The crowd cheers for the mentioning of Reaper.James Baker: With that said, I hope you enjoy the rest of the show and two weeks, we gonna rock this bitch out... Believe that. "II Trill" hits and James drops the microphone and walks fast up the ramp and to the backstage area. Immediately, we go to commercial.**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:45:26 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: This is your opening contest for SATURDAY NIGHT RAPTURE and it is a tag team match, scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The lights go out in the arena and the lyrics to "All the Things She Said [TOXiC Remix]" by T.A.T.U begins to play.
All the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head Running through my head (Running through my head)
All the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head (Running through my head) This is not enough
This is the cue as Paris and Natalia walk onto the stage holding hands while their bodyguard Dimitiri Petras is behind them. They pose on the ramp together and the crowd boos.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making their way to the ring, being accompanied by Dimitiri Petras. Paris and Natalia... THE SIRENS!!!
Paris and Natalia begin to walk down the ramp, still holding hands while Dimitri walks behind them, looking all intimidating. They hop on the apron and pull themselves up on the second rope to get into the ring. They meet in the middle of the ring and share a passionate kiss before pulling away and waiting for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And their opponents!
"Shadow Moses" by Bring Me The Horizon hits, and the British Classholes emerge from the back to huge boos from the crowd.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making their way to the ring, from England, at a combined weight of 469 pounds. Zack Madestone-Flint and Buzz Wolfe... THE BRITISH CLASSHOLES!!!
They shake hands and begin to walk down the ramp. They jawjack with the fans before sliding in under the bottom rope. They stand on the second rope and put their middle fingers up and shout "wankers!" before waiting for the match to start.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go with this opening contest!
SS: Two new tag teams in PCW! Boy am I excited!
DM: One of them are lesbians!
SS: WOOOOO!!!
Paris and Buzz Wolfe start things off for their teams and Paris shoves Buzz into the corner. But Buzz quickly comes back and grabs at Paris' nipple and twists it. Paris is pissed and SLAPS Buzz in the face. Buzz smirks and follows up with a forearm to the face that sends her back. Buzz grabs Paris by the arm and whips her across the ring. Paris comes back off the rebound... but catches Buzz with a forearm smash to the face. Paris is enraged as she starts stomping on Buzz Wolfe, screaming in the process.
SS: Mmmm! Those screams sounded sexy! YEAH!
DM: You are such a perv, dude! Really!
SS: I find Lesbians to be hot! Not to mention I'm sexually frustrated!
DM: I didn't want to know that! Not one bit!
Buzz Wolfe gets to the corner and tags in Zack Madstone-Flint. Zack gets in the ring, but Paris connects with a knee to the skull to bring him down. Zack rolls out of the ring and gets up, but Paris slides out of the ring and hits him with a dropkick. Paris sticks her hands up in the air and the crowd boos. She gets Zack up and rolls him back into the ring. She leaps onto the center of the ropes... and hits a body splash and has the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Kickout by Madestone-Flint!
SS: These Brits really are tough! But god damn, do I love them Lesbians!
DM: You're disgusting! Sexist perverted pig!
Paris drags Zack to her side of the ring and tags in Natalia. Natalia gets in the ring and her and Paris drop Zack to the mat with a double suplex. The two of them kiss each other to cheers from the crowd before Paris gets out of the ring. Natalia starts stomping on Zack repeatedly until the referee forces her off. Natalia sticks her hands up and waits for Zack to get up. Zack gets to his feet and Natalia goes for an STO... but Zack manages to spin out of it. Natalia turns around, only for Zack to hit her with a superkick to the face and he goes for the pin...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Now it's Natalia with the kickout!
SS: It's a fast paced match! I'm lovin' it, yo!
Zack stares up in the arena with displeasure on his face before getting back to his feet. He starts kicking at Natalia, signaling for her to get up. Natalia eventually gets back to her feet and Zack smashes her with a shot to the back... and another one... and another one! Zack drags Natalia back to the middle of the ring, and then delivers a series of punches to the skull. Natalia stands there, out of it on her feet, and Zack kicks her in the gut and hooks Natalia in position! Zack looks around with a smirk on his face before dropping down... Scoop Powerslam! Zack Madestone-Flint just hit the Scoop Powerslam to Natalia.
DM: Devastating move right there!
SS: YEAH! This guy's gonna do really well! Trust me!
DM: We don't trust shit that comes out of your mouth, tubby! Zack goes for another cover! This could do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Natalia kicks out again, just before the count of three!
SS: That was big! Zack almost had it, but Natalia kicked out!
Zack looks at the referee with huge disbelief on his face. Zack locks in a sleeper hold on Natalia and the referee is checking to see if she's going to give up or not.
DM: Zack's not playing around as the sleeper is locked in on Natalia! Will she give up is the question?
SS: For her sake, she better not!
Natalia's fading fast here as she's trying to stay alive... but it's not enough. She's out of it and now the referee has to intervene to see if she's gonna get back in, or call for the bell. The referee goes over to Natalia and lifts the arm up... and it drops down...
ONE!!!!
The referee does it again... and Natalia's arm drops back down...
TWO!!!!
DM: Moment of truth time right here!
The referee tries it for a third time, but Natalia somehow keeps it up and a tenth of the fans cheer while the others are booing. Natalia gets back to a vertical base and forearms Zack in the mid-section a few times to keep him away. Zack gets back to his senses and goes to grab Natalia, but Natalia ducks the attempts at a punch and goes behind Zack before hitting it...
DM: NECKBREAKER! Natalia with a big move in the clutch!
SS: It was big, but after the damage she took, Natalia is also down on the mat!
DM: The referee examines both competitors and proceeds to begin with the count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
Both Zack and Natalia begin to stir.
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
TE---NO!!!!
Both competitors manage to get to their feet. Zack hits a forearm to the face of Natalia. But Natalia returns with a knife edge chop that echoes through the arena. Zack hits another forearm before irish whipping Natalia towards the corner. Zack hits a running clothesline before tagging in Buzz Wolfe. Zack holds Natalia and Buzz kicks her in the ribs. Zack exits onto the apron as Buzz hits a snap suplex.
SS: Zack and Buzz are keeping this match under their control, at their pace!
DM: Definitely demonstrating their chemistry as a team right now!
SS: Wait... why is Buzz Wolfe letting Natalia crawl to her corner?
DM: I think he's playing games with The Sirens! No other explanation needed!
SS: Or maybe she wants Paris back in the ring! And Natalia tags in Paris who rushes in! She goes for a clothesline, but no! Buzz ducks the attempt!
DM: Buzz lifts Paris up as Zack enters the ring... TOP GRADE DEMORALISER! THEY HIT IT!
SS: Buzz goes for the pin!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners of the match by pinfall... THE BRITISH CLASSHOLES!!!
"Shadow Moses" by Bring Me The Horizon hits and the crowd boos as Zack Madestone-Flint and Buzz Wolfe celebrate their victory. But that's short lived as Buzz rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair. He slides back into the ring and as Dimitri checks on Paris and Natalia... Buzz whacks him with the chair.
DM: Steel chair shot to Dimitri Petras! He goes down!
SS: These guys aren't assholes... THEY'RE CLASSHOLES!
Buzz whacks Dimitri repeatedly with the chair before kicking him out of the ring. Buzz once more rolls out of the ring and grabs a barbed wire 4x4 bat, a steel chain and a bag of thumbtacks before sliding in the ring. Zack pours the thumbtacks all over the ring as Buzz welds the 4x4. He gets Natalia up... and LOW BLOWS HER WITH THE BAT! Afterwards, Zack hits her with the Fast Down onto the tacks.
SS: STAY DOWN, CUNT!
DM: Excuse me? What the fuck did you just say?
SS: WHAT?! It's the name of the move! That's what it says on the stat sheet! God damn!
Natalia is laid out and is bleeding. Meanwhile, Zack focuses on Paris and stomps on her repeatedly before locking in the Heart of England. He has it locked in tightly and Buzz Wolfe immediately wraps the chain around Paris' neck and starts choking the life out of her.
DM: Good lord! They're choking her! This is brutal and unnecessary!
SS: Nonsense! This is awesome! I love lesbian's, but I LOVE brutality!
The British Classholes continue to punish Paris until they get bored and release it. Buzz has the chain wrapped around his fist and he and Zack raise their arms in the air to huge boos from the crowd.
DM: I agree with the crowd's reaction to this! This was awful to see!
SS: Hn!
DM: Don't you dare Hn me, you punk bitch! You're not Syn, Kai or Tom Pendergrass, so fuck off with that! We're gonna take a commercial break so all of this shit can get cleaned up! We'll be back after these messages!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:46:08 GMT -5
We are back from the break and Smith Jones is walking through the backstage area speaking directly to a dot-com videographer with a small camera in his white ring gear.
Smith Jones: This is going to be the biggest match of my career so far. I feel as though I have truly risen, match by match, to higher and higher levels of competition until now I find myself facing a true living legend who goes by the name Syn. I have no qualms about telling everyone how nervous I am to be standing on the doorstep of one of the greatest wrestlers ever to grace our halls and paint that canvas. If you want to know how I feel right now as the hours and minutes are coming closer to stopping and revealing the deafening silence of the moment of truth, I will describe that feeling with one word.
He ponders for a second and thinks about his next word very carefully. He stops walking and looks down at the #BroadcastChampionship belt locked safely around his waist. He grins. He then looks down at the ground beneath his trademark patent leather white wrestling boots. There don’t seem to be any cracks under his feet. He slowly looks directly into the camera lens with a stone scowl. He shrugs.
Smith: Hn.
He laughs out loud at his own arrogance and then he smiles crookedly into camera.
Smith: Tonight, I will show everyone within the sound of my voice that the power of #Broadcast rules The World!!! There is no greater accomplishment for me than to proudly display this beautiful belt everywhere I go physically and everywhere I go virtually. For those who are still a little bit slow, my #BroadcastChampionship reign is about becoming a multi-media mat maven! I tweet, but I don’t over-tweet. I cut long promos, but you all know it’s worth it and they rarely ever go too long. I am right now in the process of doing a dot-com interview, so you know I haven’t forgotten you obnoxious internet smarks. If you google image ‘Smith Jones’, you will be overwhelmed by greatness. No, wait. That’s not true at all. You will see an old woman with a matching monkey mask hanging from her headboard. True story. So, maybe I have some work to do making myself a worldwide phenomenon. Still, I am undaunted in my task to make the PCW #BroadcastChampionship belt have true meaning in this business. LeKKter tha Lunatik tried to talk down the title by referring to it as only the TV Title. You fucking people are so stupid!!!!! The power I have by making sure that I always look good whenever you see me on TV is a huge part of what makes me so unstoppable!!! And after I shock the world… again… this time by defeating the next PCW World Champion, Syn, I will stride confidently into Battle Finale III fully prepared to--
Jones sees someone walking away, rounding a corner. Smith gives chase and attacks him from behind with a running double axe handle to the back of the neck!!!!
DM: Who's he attacking? Is he just jumping random crew members now? Who does he think he is?
SS: He's Smith Jones!!! And he's attacking Brian Stryker!!! Payback is more of a bitch than you are, Desiree!!
Stryker is down, but he quickly gets up and the two of them exchange punches back and forth!!! Stryker throws some outside leg kicks that stun Jones. Stryker runs up the wall and throws a flying knee strike at Smith’s head!!! Jones swats him out of the air and Brian hits the ground hard!! Smith charges at him and kicks him in the ribs, knocking him over on his side in pain. Smith pulls Brian Stryker to his feet and connects with a vicious belly-to-belly suplex against the brick wall!!!! Brian is broken. Jones sees a road case and gets an evil look in his eye. A sideways smirk crawls across his lips. He goes over to the road case and wheels it over to Stryker. As Brian gets to his hands and knees, Jones begins to charge at Stryker’s head with the road case!!!! Just then, Hano Eiyu appears out if nowhere and hits Smith with a flying leg lariat to the throat!!!
DM: Smith was ready to take Brian's head off with that road case!
SS: Hano ruined the fun! Looks like we've got a brawl on our hands.
Jones gets to his feet and Hano greets him with a standing hurricanrana that sends Smith flying into the road case head first!!! The case rolls away. Hano goes and gets the same road case and jumps on top of it. He surfs it over to where Smith is stirring and jumps off to hit a flying crescent kick just underneath the chin!! Smith ricochets off the wall and crumples to the floor. Brian Stryker is now up to his feet. Stryker and Eiyu both get Smith in a front facelock and hit a double suplex into a group of metal lighting stands!! The lights and stands fall with a loud crash!!! Smith is broken. The #Title comes fully unsnapped and falls to the floor next to the champion. Stryker then turns and throws a punch at Hano. Eiyu ducks it and sweeps Brian's legs out from under him.
Suddenly before Hano can attack Brian some more another man comes running up and bashes Hano in the back with a double axe handle. As Hano crumbles to the ground. The man, wearing jeans and a tank top, is large and towers over the three men. Brian Stryker gets to his feet and thankfully hits the man on the chest.
Stryker: Let this be a warning for the rest of the New Era and anyone else who will cross me. This is the Titan himself Glen Jacobs. I dare anyone to try to make a fool of me now. Together we are the Wolf Pack and we will dominate PCW.
Stryker reaches down and pickes up Smith Jones' broadcast title.
Stryker: Come Battle Finale this will be mine. And no one will take that away from me!
Stryker drops the title onto Smith's head as he and Glen Jacobs walk off, leaving destruction in their wake.
DM: Stryker's got a set of balls and he has an enforcer to go along with his new attitude!
SS: Fucking Philadelphia piece of trash! It's not going to help him win in two weeks! Oh hell no to that one!
DM: I disagree! Glen Jacobs could do some good here! He's big and powerful!
We cut away from the announcers and go to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is ready to announce the competitors of our next match up.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The lights dim to an almost complete darkness...low, thick tufts of smoke form on the floor at the main entrance and on the stage area...
"Cult Leader? Hehehe..." the words from Tech N9ne start up the track, followed by the blare of the opening trumpets of the song. After the inital diatribe by Tech N9ne is over, the song "Cult Leader" kicks in, loudly blaring through the P.A. speakers.
"In this house there is no room for envy, this is why we wear our uniform! Racist not welcome! Rapist not welcome! Hatred, dreaded in this house! Ready to fight hatred with love? Join us!"
*BOOM!!!*
Pyro blasts from both sides of the stage as the song kicks in...moments later, a figure appears, lurking in the smoky entrance way. And from out the smoke steps Lekkter tha Lunatik. Lekkter peers out into the crowd for a moment as the opening lines of the chorus to the song play out. As the second stanza of the song hits, secondary pyro fires into the sky from the stage area, causing smoke to billow down the ramp. In unison with this, Lekkter leaps into the air, yelling at the top of his lungs, and bounds onto the ramp, and makes his way to the ring...
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 221 pounds... LEKKTER THA LUNATIK!!!
Lekkter slowly drags himself to the ring, taunting the fans in the aisle way area as he does so. He approaches the ring, grabbing the middle rope, and pulls himself up onto the apron. Then, he slides himself into the ring on his back, and kips up quickly, before jogging to the nearby turnbuckle and ascending it. He raises his arms in the air, soaking in his reaction, before moving to the adjacent corner, and perching himself up on the top turnbuckle, and awaits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
As the music hits, Scar comes walking out in a Viking wear outfit. Large Wooden Green Shield and a Battle Axe. Scar looks around and begins to laugh as he raises his Axe in the are.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from the Island of Bornholm in Denmark, weighing in at 275 pounds... SCAR... "THE VIKING"... LOKBROK!!!
A bolt of lightening strikes the Axe. Scar lets out a war cry as he lowers the Axe and slams it against his shield. He slowly walks down to the ring as he mentality gets ready for battle.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! This match up is underway!
Lekkter and Scar circle around the ring and lock up. They don't get the advantage so they break it off. They go face to face, but Scar pie faces Lekkter. Lekkter gets pissed off and starts hitting Scar with lefts and rights of fury. He whips off the ropes... and hits a Thesz press and follows up with more lefts and rights to the face. The referee eventually intervenes and tells Lekkter to get off Scar. He eventually complies, but comes back and nails a boot to the skull.
SS: Lekkter didn't look too happy there! Kicked Scar's fuckin' skull!
DM: Gee, you think he's supposed to be happy for lucky charms? Give me a break! He's a lunatic and he's angry! That's what he is!
Lekkter gets Scar back up and has a headlock locked in but quickly gets behind him and drops him with a back suplex. Lekkter now goes for possibly a sleeper, but gets elbowed in the jaw to force him off. As Scar is up, Lekkter charges at him, but Scar ducks and blasts Lekkter in the face with a forearm before hitting a belly to back suplex. Scar immediately hooks the leg as Ricky Tiffin goes to count the fall...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Lekkter kicks out at two!
SS: It's early but Scar has to keep this up if he wants to win!
Scar is frustrated now as he drags Lekkter to his feet. Scar hits him with an uppercut... and a second... and a third to send Lekkter into the ropes. Lekkter comes back off the return, but Scar hits him with a powerful shoulder block that knocks him back. Lekkter is on the ground and Scar is now the one who bounces off the ropes. He returns towards Lekkter... and hits him with a splash to the mid-section.
SS: That's going to fucking hurt the ribs!
DM: Ya don't say! And Scar wastes no time in going for another cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Lekkter got his right foot on the bottom rope!
SS: Oh what the fuck? Are you kidding me?
DM: No dumbass! Get with the program and shut up!
Scar looks at Ricky Tiffin with a very frustrated expression on his face before getting Lekkter to his feet. He fires a right hand at Lekkter to boosfrom the fans, and Lekkter fires back with a right to Scar to the crowd cheering on the rising star. Scar goes to retaliate, but Lekkter ducks it and hits him with a snap kick to the mid-section. This gives Lekkter the opportunity to nail Scar with a few more kicks before stepping up... and delivering a snap kick to the head to take him down.
DM: Lekkter has now got the advantage again!
SS: He's done very well for himself! He's a bright star who's only getting better and better with time! Could be very big going forward!
Lekkter now in a mounted position as he starts executing another series of lefts and rights to the face. Scar tries to block it, but to no avail. Lekkter gets off and goes to the ring apron before stepping on the top rope. He looks down at Scar before flying off... ELBOW DROP! Lekkter with the Elbow drop to Scar Lokbrok.
SS: Very nice there! Lekkter went high risk... and it paid off!
DM: And Lekkter now going for the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Not yet! Scar kicks out!
SS: Scar had to do it because Lekkter looked like he had them there!
Lekkter drags Scar to his feet and delivers a forearm shot to the face. He delivers another one... and another. Scar tries to rebound, but it proves no use as Lekkter lands a clothesline on him. Scar gets up, but this time, Lekkter leaps up... and plants him with a Hurricanrana. Scar gets back to his feet, but Lekkter with a knee to the skull. Lekkter waits for Scar to get back to his feet. He does so and Lekkter runs towards him, going for it...
DM: THE "KABOSH" KICK! What a running enzuigiri to the skull!
SS: TECH NINE, MOTHER FUCKER!
DM: Taint, you don't listen to hip hop! You're a fat idiot who listens to country music!
SS: Your point?
DM: Stop referencing shit you have no clue about! And Lekkter with his second cover of the match!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Scar just barely kicked out there!
SS: Two a piece for these guys! It's getting intense!
DM: No kidding!
Lekkter gets up and drags Scar to the middle of the ring. He grabs the legs and tries to go for the Cloverleaf. It takes a brief moment, but HE FINALLY LOCKS IN THE TEXAS Cloverleaf and things do not look good for Scar Lokbrok. Lekkter is applying the pressure even more as Scar tries to fight out of it. Lekkter sees his grip slipping and tries to apply more pressure, but Scar turns over on his back and kicks Lekkter off of him. Lekkter gets up, but Scar grabs Lekkter's hair and slams him down to the mat.
DM: Right by the hair, Scar pulls him down!
SS: Despite it being a man grabbing another man's hair... it was effective!
DM: And Scar lets out a roar to a thunderous amount of boos from the crowd!
SS: The fans just flat out don't like this guy! But I like his attitude though!
Lekkter slowly stirs to his feet and he looks really pissed off. He sees Scar roar and begins to punch him. Shot after shot lands to the jaw. Lekkter kicks at any body part he sees until he finishes the sequence with a Shining Wizard to the face. But he's not done yet as Lekkter now gets Scar back to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the corners. Lekkter runs up to his and raises his knees up... NO! Scar moves out of the way. Scar gets out of the corner and grabs Lekkter before going for it... BACKBREAKER! Scar Lokbrok with the backbreaker and immediately, we have a cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!
DM: Lekkter just manages to kick out!
SS: One thing you can always count on from Lekkter is his ability to not quit! He doesn't die!
DM: That is true! He won't stop until he wins! Plain and simple!
Scar now with a look of frustration on his face. Scar pounds his chest as Lekkter slowly gets to his feet. As Lekkter gets up, Scar kicks him in the gut and goes for it... THOR'S HAMMER! NO! Lekkter gets out of it. Scar turns around and Lekkter short-arm irish whips him and on the comeback, Lekkter places his foot along the jawline of Scar Lokbrok as he goes for it...
DM: REVOKE EXISTANCE! Right to the jawline and down goes Scar!
SS: I think we can say this one is over, right?
DM: Not quite! Lekkter gets Scar up and appears behind him to lock it in... THE STR8 JACKET! HE'S GOT THE STR8 JACKET LOCKED IN!
SS: Shit! I don't think Scar's gonna get out of this one!
DM: I think you might be right here!
Scar virtually has nowhere to go. He tries to find some strength to at least move around, but it's becoming very difficult. Lekkter applies even more pressure on the move and Scar screams in agony. Scar tries and tries, but he has no choice but to tap out.
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by submission... LEKKTER THA LUNATIC!!!
"Cult Leader" by Tech N9ne hits and the crowd cheers as Lekkter is announced as the winner.
DM: Lekkter with another win and he got that win over a really good Scar Lokbrok!
SS: Lekkter's a beast! He's really bringing it and making an impact in PCW! I personally think he is a future PCW Broadcast Champion, sooner than you think!
Lekkter stands in the ring, but it is short lived as Liam Reilly comes through the crowd and attacks him from behind with a lead pipe.
DM: That's Liam Reilly! Liam Reilly attacking Lekkter with the pipe!
SS: I don't like Liam, but that sure as hell is a smart move!
Liam drops the pipe and picks Lekkter up. As he goes for the Redeemer, Konstantine Weylin comes down the ramp slowly with a chair in hand. She slides in the ring and Liam now puts Lekkter down and leaves him standing.
SS: What's she doing out here?
DM: Well she is one of the four competitors in the Scars of Wrestling Cup match at Battle Finale!
Liam smirks and holds Lekkter in position. Konstantine looks blankly at Liam and goes to smash Lekkter in the head... but he ducks and instead, Liam takes the chair shot to the skull.
DM: Holy crap! Konstantine missed... and Liam takes the punishment!
SS: AHHH!
Liam goes down and rolls out of the ring holding his face. Konstantine turns around, only to get hit with rights and lefts. The chair is dropped and Konstantine stumbles back to the ropes. Lekkter limps his way towards her... and clotheslines Konstantine over the ropes and onto the floor below.
DM: Despite the damage from the lead pipe, Lekkter tha Lunatik has fought back against Liam and Konstantine!
SS: He's a tough S.O.B.! I give him that all day, but it's going to be a damn scene to witness when he faces those two and William Steele in the Scars of Wrestling Cup at Battle Finale!
DM: Right you are!
Lekkter stands tall to cheers from the crowd and from there, we go to commercial break.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:46:49 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The arena plunges into complete and total darkness and as the first few strains of "Skulls" by The Misfits thunder from the sound system, there is an explosion of pyro, blindingly white. The pyro pops and crackles across the stage like lightening. I want your skull, I need your skull.... Brytain Montgomery bursts onto the stage, her pink hair flying around her and a cocky smirk on her face. Pausing at the top of the ramp, she smirks as the heavy beat of the music vibrates throughout the arena.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Raleigh, North Carolina... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!!
Brytain breaks into a run down towards the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope on her stomach. Quickly on her feet, she scales the turnbuckle in a few quick leaps and throws her arms back as though she is flying while she headbangs along to her music. The crowd is screaming for her now, jumping up and down with her like they're at a rock concert. As the last few drumbeats fade out through the arena, Brytain leans back against the ropes and waits, a smirk twisting her lips.
Jimmy Wilkes: And her opponent!
The PCW arena is buzzing as the fans prepare for the next contest. The tron comes to life showing a coded message before '2x4=' appears on the screen. The alphabet begins to rapidly flash across the screen as the equation stays strong. Suddenly the first letter comes after the = sign, S. A few seconds later the next one does M. A space seperates the next letter from the one before it. R, A, Y, and E follow almost immediately afterwards as the fans that know begin to blare out their approval and/or disapproval.
"Your magic... White rabbit... Has left it's writing on the wall... And we follow like Alice... AND JUST KEEP DIVING DOWN THE HOLE!"
The crowd watches as SM Raye steps out onto the ramp. They eagerly are anticipating what the man formerly know as 'The Courier of Controversy' will do next as 'White Rabbit' by Egypt Central echoes throughtout the arena.
'You can't face your broken promise Our ties have come undone I will not be used to be battered and abused It's the reason why I choose to cut my losses Your lies fool no one Your magic white rabbit Your white room straight jacket'
SM looks around at the many faces with a devilish smirk on his face. He begins his slow descent to the ringside area.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 225 pounds. He is known as "The Franchise of Professional Wrestling"... He is SSSSSSSS MMMMMM RAAAAAYE!
Once he reaches the squared circle he takes a step back before hopping up and placing his knee on the apron and swinging his foot up and staring at the crowd once more to feed off them a moment longer. He grabs the rope and slingshots over, landing on the middle rope and perching himself in the corner SM studies the crowd again before throwing his arms out in his signature crucifix pose.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And this one is underway! A double debut here in PCW between Brytain Montgomery and SM Raye!
SS: Both competitors have achievements in other places! Raye being a former King of the Ring and Universal Champion in World Elite Wrestling, while Brytain has achieved success in Platinum Dynasty Wrestling, being a former Cyber Champion for the company!
DM: These two are successful and this one should be very good!
SM Raye wasts little time as he hits Brytain in the ribs with a kick. Brytain doubles over and SM Raye bounces himself off of the ropes and goes for a knee... but Brytain rises up, causing Raye to miss. SM Raye turns around, only to receive a jawbreaker from Brytain Montgomery. SM Raye stumbles back and Brytain leaps up... and hits SM Raye with a hurricanrana. Raye is down, but soon gets up. However for him, he's not so lucks as Brytain runs up... and hits him with a Monkey Flip. She hooks the leg as referee Larry Smith goes down to count the fall...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Not yet! SM Raye kicks out at two!
SS: Bryt's gonna have to do more than that to secure the win! SM Raye so far is no slouch when it comes to that ring!
Brytain gets SM Raye back up and goes for a slam, but Raye instead gets behind Brytain and shoves her into the ropes. SM Raye whips himself off the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Brytain dodges it and SM Raye ends up on the apron. Brytain recovers and delivers a dropkick to the legs of SM Raye and he goes down to the floor. Brytain looks at SM Raye, waiting for him to get to his feet. He does that and leaps over the ropes...
DM: SUICIDE PLANCHA! Brytain with the Suicide Plancha to SM Raye!
SS: This girl can fly! Very impressed!
Brytain gets back up and gets Raye up as well. She slams him back first into the ring apron before rolling him back in. She gets onto the ring apron, springboards... and hits a splash. Without any hesitation, she brings SM Raye to a seated position and locks in a rear chin lock. While locking in the chin lock, Brytain smashes SM Raye in the chest with a few hard forearms. Brytain forces Raye back to his feet and floats over to the side headlock. Brytain tries to go to a sitdown position, but SM Raye ain't having any of that as he hits Brytain with a jawbreaker to stun her a bit. SM Raye also capitalizes by kicking Brytain in the gut... and hitting her with a suplex to take her down.
DM: SM Raye now shifts this one tinto his favor
SS: He's proving to be really good in this match! Only two moves to get back into the game! It's up to him to capitalize going forward.
SM Raye smirks which garners boos from the crowd. As Brytain tries to get up, Raye kicks her to keep her down. But Brytain is determined to get back up. She lands a right, but SM Raye finds the opportunity to poke her in the eye and capitalizes by hitting some rights and lefts before whipping her into the turnbuckle. SM Raye starts to run in and goes for a lariat... NO! Brytian gets her knees up. Raye is rocked and Brytain goes to the top rope. Brytain dives off and goes for it... Hurricanrana! NO! SM Raye holds on... and hits Brytain with a powerbomb.
DM: SM Raye with a huge move there and down goes Brytain Montgomery!
SS: He did well with that one! I'm impressed!
SM Raye gets Brytain back to her feet and places her on his shoulders... and hits her with a Rolling Fireman's Carry Slam. SM Raye immediately bounces off the ropes and hits an atomic leg drop across the throat of Brytain Montgomery.
DM: Great move by SM Raye there! Doing all he can to ensure this one is in his favor!
SS: I'm very impressed!
DM: And how he has the cover here!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Now it's Brytain with the kickout!
SS: This could be near fall after near fall here!
DM: You're not kidding! This one has been good so far!
SM Raye gets Brytain back to her feet and Brytain is groggy in the middle of the ring. Raye now places Brytain back onto his shoulders... and plants her down with a Fireman Carry Double Knee Gut Buster! SM Raye now takes the time to step onto the apron and taunts the Los Angeles crowd to huge boos before going to the top. Brytain makes it back to her feet and SM Raye dives off... and hits Brytain with a diving clothesline to take her down.
SS: That was HUGE! A huge move and SM Raye is in control!
DM: He's using a flying based offense to get the upperhand and it's working wonders for him right now!
SM Raye looks to finish Brytain off right now. Brytain gets up and SM Raye places her in position... SUPERKICK! NO! Brytain ducked and that caused SM Raye to miss. Raye turns around and Brytain catches him in the face with a kick of her own. He's still stunned and Brytain picks SM Raye up onto her shoulders and connects...
DM: Headbangers Ball! Brytain Montgomery got the Headbanger's Ball on SM Raye!
SS: This is back and forth action! Brytain pulled that one out of her hat and it worked tremendously!
Brytain is to a knee and takes a moment to get her wind back. She does so and drags SM Raye to the middle of the ring where she locks Raye in an STF. SM Raye struggles as the pain shoots throughout his body. He's writhing in pain as Brytain has the hold locked in tightly. Larry Smith checks on SM Raye to make sure that he's still in the match. SM Raye responds by beginning to drag himself to the ropes. He struggles but he gets closer to the destination. He's almost there... a hand's length... inches... almost... and he's got it and Brytain lets go here.
DM: SM Raye may have gotten the ropes, but Brytain Montgomery put a hurting on him and the damage may have been done!
SS: Brytain is smart! She knew this would have a huge effect on SM Raye and take a portion of his offense away and he can't do a good portion of what he does with the body parts that were targeted here!
Brytain drags SM Raye back to the center of the ring. She lifts Raye's leg into the air... shin breaker! Brytain drops SM Raye's leg onto the mat like a bad habit and she's not stopping there as she grabs SM Raye's leg again and locks him in a single-legged Boston Crab. Angelina is struggling here, but he's clearly wasting tons of needed energy to attempt to keep fighting on. He's slowly turning himself on her back to get the pressure off of him... and he kicks Brytain off of him. He gets up but has a form of spaghetti legs as the legs have taken quite a beating. He goes for a clothesline... but Brytain ducks... and then capitalizes with a Double Underhook DDT and immediately makes the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Ohhh! Kickout by SM Raye, but just barely! Thought for sure that was three!
SS: And so did the people! They too thought it was a three count!
Brytain forces SM Raye back to his feet. She sees him dazed after what she has put him through and goes to work by hitting a various amount of blows to the face. Once she feels SM Raye is weakened enough, she kicks him in the gut and tries for Dead and Bloated... NO! SM Raye ain't having any of that as he gets out of it and reverses things into his favor by hitting Brytain Montgomery with a release German Suplex.
SS: What a counter! If you have to get out of something like the Inverted Death Valley Driver... that's a way to do it!
DM: Yeah, but you can tell SM Raye is still feeling the effects of Athena having complete control over her for a good portion of the match!
SS: SM Raye does have something left in the tank though after he hit that move, so who knows what's going to happen! All I know is that this is entertaining!
DM: For once in your miserable life, you have a point!
SM Raye now back to his feet and he and Brytain have a slugfest to see who can outlast each others punches. Rights and lefts from both competitors as there is just no giving up from the two. Brytain goes for a right, but SM Raye not only ducks it, but he gives Brytain a thumb to the eye before dropping her down with a Snap DDT that elicts a negative reaction from the crowd. SM Raye flips off the fans before he drapes an arm over Brytain for the cover...[/b]
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Now it's Brytain with the kickout! That definitely could have been over!
SS: Back and forth they go! This time, just no cigar for SM Raye!
SM Raye gets back up and signals for the end and waits for Brytain to get to her feet. Brytain is up to her feet and SM Raye picks her up and places her on his shoulders. He holds her there and hooks her arms before wrapping his own arms around her legs. He gives her a brief airplane spin before attempting to catch her in the back of the head with a knee... WTFU! NO! Brytain blocks it and hits SM Raye with a jawbreaker to stun him before hitting him with a spinning heel kick to take him down.
DM: Just like that, Brytain is in control!
Brytain now goes out to the apron and gets to the top rope. She looks down at SM Raye as she goes to finish him off. She dives off... ALMOST GOLDEN! Brytain hit SM Raye with the high angle senton bomb. She makes her way to SM Raye and hooks the leg for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!!
"Skulls" by The Misfits hits and the crowd cheers as Brytain Montgomery gets her hand raised in victory.
DM: What an impressive debut victory for Brytain Montgomery! She proved to be as impressive as we thought she would be!
SS: She showed her skills and she did very well! I was impressed!
DM: And you can't take anything away from SM Raye either! He nearly had Brytain on a few occasions and almost hit the WTFU to put her away!
SS: But Brytain countered it and that's a key reason why she won! I predict both Brytain and SM Raye will do big things in PCW going forward!
DM: I'm gonna agree with you which is pretty rare for me to do! Now let's go to commercial break! We'll be back with more Saturday Night Rapture after a message from our sponsors!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:47:29 GMT -5
We come back from break and the scene opens up backstage outside of the Team Lethality locker room. Danielle Lopez, sporting a Kobe Bryant Lakers jersey over her Lakers inspired Purple and Gold wrestling attire. She notices a camera and a smirk comes across her face.
Danielle Lopez: Can you guys feel the electricity in this building tonight?
In the arena, you can hear the sold out crowd cheer.
Danielle Lopez: Because I know I can feel it. It's a buzz that doesn't happen too often because tonight is the last show before the big one. Quite frankly I'm excited because it's that time a year for a lot more ass kickery, I am back in my home state and not to mention we are inside the Staples Center, the home of the sixteen time NBA champion, OUR Los Angeles Lakers.
The crowd cheers once more and begins a Lakers chant.
Danielle Lopez: And judging by the jersey I'm wearing, I do love the Lakers. I made that known many times and my Twitter profile says I am a part of the Laker Nation and I always will be a Laker fan, much like how I will always be a part of this company.
Danielle says and pauses before she continues.
Danielle Lopez: I'm jacked for this match. We're going retro. A YCW and ICW match up. Those who were here before the merger that formed the great company you see today. Three other competitors who represented the pre merger days to it's fullest and these names alongside myself, are in the PCW Hall of Fame. Israel Steele, Leon Lonewolf and Draven Logan Kennedy are people who have done something and are in the annals of PCW history... forever.
Danielle now has a serious expression on her face before continuing once again.
Danielle Lopez: This match up is important for us all. For Leon, Draven and myself, a win here builds momentum heading into our respective matches at Battle Finale. While for Izzy, he can say he came in, won a hundred grand and represent while proving to all of us just how good he still is. Of course, the one hundred grand is something I'm sure Leon and Draven also want and you know I do not shy away from competing for this fabulous company. I respect the abilities of everybody in this match, but I damn sure will do everything I can do to win. The Lethal Latina will rise up to the occasion.
Danielle continues her serious tone and looks straight in the camera.
Danielle Lopez: And speaking of Battle Finale. Two weeks ago, it was made official. I am facing Reyna Carter in a rematch from last month when I made her pompous arrogant ass tap out to The Submission That's Not So Nice. That bitch has been degrading the illustrious past of this company and putting down those who have paved the way for the current batch of talent making waves today. When it comes to women wrestlers in this company. Every man, woman and child knows that it was Talia Skye, Heather Monroe and myself who helped paved the way for the PCW women today. If it wasn't for the three of us busting our asses to remove the stigma of women being mostly filled with models who couldn't work a match to save their fucking lives, I'm not sure there would be anything for prominent women beating down their male counterparts and winning titles.
Danielle says with such passion.
Danielle Lopez: Two weeks will be your chance, Reyna. A chance to make a name for yourself. You face one of, if not THE BEST competitor this company has to offer. I made you tap the first time, and I will beat you again whether I do it with submission or by kicking you in the skull. It makes no fucking difference to me. But you will fall again to Lethality. See you in my hometown, bitch.
Danielle looks into the camera with intensity and focus in her eyes. But her expression changes as her BFF Talia Skye walks into the picture.
Danielle Lopez: Yes! The one, the only... Talia Skye is in the building and ready to kick ass.
The crowd in the arena cheers.
Talia Skye: Dani. You and I both know that we are good at kicking ass and making people know who we are. We've done that time and time again in this company.
Danielle Lopez: Very true, hun. It's what we do.
Talia Skye: Exactly. We are pioneers in this place and whether arrogant idiots like Reyna Carter and Alexis Landry want to disrespect us paving the way for them or not, we will show them what we are all about.
Danielle Lopez: I agree completely. Those two like to think we are has beens, but that can't be any further from the truth.
Talia Skye: Indeed. We are not has beens by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, we are...
Danielle/Talia: FLAWLESS!!!
Danielle Lopez: And we kick ass! Just like how you will do to Alexis. I hope you make that fucking bitch cry.
Talia Skye: You know I will make that bitch pay for stabbing me in the back after everything I did for her. She spit in not just my face, but yours, the Mafia's and most of all, she spit in the face of the fans.
The crowd boos at the mention of Alexis betraying them.
Talia Skye: So I will be winning not just for us, but for them as well.
The crowd cheers and Danielle looks at her best friend and nods in agreement.
Danielle Lopez: Alexis will wish she was never born. And that four way retro match. I'm doing this for all of the people, but also for you and everybody else who is as passionate and wants to work as hard to achieve their goals like we have for our entire careers.
Danielle says with a smile on her face.
Danielle Lopez: So let's do this. Let's kick some ass and win.
Danielle and Talia hug before Talia walks off. Then, Israel Steele walks into the picture to a huge pop from the crowd. Danielle slaps hands with her fellow Team Lethality member and speaks to him.
Danielle Lopez: What's up, big man? Long time no see.
Israel Steele: Well, getting ready for our retro match of course. I take it you're doing the same?
Danielle Lopez: Yeah. Focused, shooting the shit and everything that comes with it. I'm a little pissy at the moment from what happened to Bella earlier in the night, but Draven and Leon will be the crash test dummies to take out my frustration on.
Israel Steele: Oh yeah. I know I'm focused. We're going to kick the living shit out of BLK and Leon Lonewolf.
Danielle Lopez: As far as I'm concerned, one of us is walking out with the victory and the one hundred grand. No disrespect to Leon, but that money goes to our team... Team Lethality!
Israel Steele: Damn right it does. We are Team Lethality and for one night, the Real Deal of PCW is back in the ring, ready to kick ass alongside a woman who's been known for kicking ass, taking names and has had the misfortune of getting passed over on opportunities I feel she deserves.
Danielle Lopez: No longer will I allow that shit to happen either.
Israel Steele: Like I said before. Leon, BLK. You two can try to throw anything and everything, including the kitchen sink at us, but it's not going to unrattle us. We've seen everything and everything and we're prepared. This may not technically be a tag team match, but you sure as shit are going to have to go through us to win... and I personally don't see that happening.
Danielle Lopez: Boys. Welcome to the world of Lethality. And in the immortal words of a great man... Believe that.
Danielle and Izzy bump fists before walking away from the scene. We go back to ringside where Jimmy Wilkes is ready to announce the competitors of our next match.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Du Hast" by Rammstein hits and the crowd goes to boos. Morgan Simmons walks out onto the stage with her LPW Women's Championship on her left shoulder and the PWW Women's Championship on her right shoulder. She looks at the crowd before beginning her ascent down the ramp. She slowly walks down and looks at the crowd with a huge smirk on her face.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring at this time, from Boston, Massachusetts. She is the leader of Toxic... MORGAN SIMMONS!!!
She hops on the apron and steps in-between the ropes. She hops on the top turnbuckle and looks at the crowd with disdain on her face before shouting obscenities at them. She hops off, hands both of her championships to the ringside attendant and begins to stretch on the ropes.
Jimmy Wilkes: And her opponent!
"Rise Today" by Alter Bridge hits the PA system and Nicole Allen emerges from the backstage curtain. The crowd stands up and cheers for her. She smiles and soaks in all the adulation she is receiving from the crowd. She walks down the ramp, and slaps as many hands as she can.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois... NICOLE ALLEN!!!
When she reaches the end of the isle, she just looks around for a couple of moments before slowly walks up the stairs and entering the ring. Once she's in, she goes to the top rope and plays up to the audience before hopping down. She then stands in the middle of the ring, and awaits for her the match to begin.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: Here we go ladies and gentlemen! This match up is underway!
SS: And despite appearing on this show many times, this is the very first time Morgan Simmons is in a match on Saturday Night Rapture!
DM: I didn't even think of that! Despite a very well accomplished career and very known presence in this company, we don't see her in action too much around here!
The match begins, and Morgan locks up with Nicole. Morgan gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a powerslam, she then lifts Nicole to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a tiger suplex before locking in a half boston crab. Nicole refuses to give up, so Morgan puts more pressure on the hold, but Nicole still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Morgan refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan releases the hold, lifts Nicole to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a butterfly suplex, she then lifts Nicole back to her feet, and connects with a backbreaker before kneeling down, and choking her forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan releases the hold, lifts Nicole back to her feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. She connects with about ten punches, she then lifts Nicole to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about five stomps, she then lifts Nicole back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Nicole back to her feet again, and connecting with a suplex, she then waits for Nicole to get to her feet. Nicole eventually gets to her feet, and Morgan runs at her, and connects with Droppin' Bitches before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Nicole kicks out at two!
SS: Ya know, this is a very good chance for Nicole Allen! If she puts up a good showing, she might get signed to the main roster!
DM: She's very good from her work in PCW's developmental territory Pride Wrestling! Honestly, I would love to see her on the main roster as she's very nice and she can work a good match!
Morgan locks in a rear chin lock. Nicole refuses to give up, so Morgan puts more pressure on the hold, but Nicole still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, she then connects with a dropkick. Morgan gets to her feet, and Nicole connects with another dropkick. Morgan gets back to her feet, and Nicole connects with a third dropkick. Morgan gets back to her feet again, and Nicole delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, she then lifts Morgan to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before turning Morgan over, and locking in a Camel clutch. Morgan refuses to give up, so Nicole puts more pressure on the hold, but Morgan still refuses to give up, and Nicole eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then waits for Morgan to get back to her feet. Morgan eventually gets back to her feet, and Nicole runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before lifting Morgan to her feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a gutwrench suplex, she then waits for Morgan to get back to her feet. Morgan eventually gets back to her feet, and Nicole connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a armbar. Morgan refuses to give up, so Nicole puts more pressure on the hold, but Morgan still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Nicole gives Morgan a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, gets behind her, and connects with a back suplex, she then lifts Morgan back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before lifting Morgan back to her feet again, and connecting with a suplex, she then lifts Morgan to her feet, and connects with La Femme Nikita before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: And now Morgan kicks out at two!
SS: I'm impressed! Nicole's really upping her game! Don't get me wrong, I want Morgan to win, but I'm really liking Nicole's work right now!
Nicole lifts Morgan to her feet, and irish whips her into the ropes. Morgan runs back at Nicole, and Nicole goes for a spinning wheel kick, but Morgan jumps, runs into the ropes, runs back at Nicole, and connects with a clothesline. Nicole gets to her feet, and Morgan connects with another clothesline. Nicole gets back to her feet, and Morgan connects with a third clothesline. Nicole gets back to her feet again, and Morgan connects with a scoop powerslam before kneeling down, and choking her forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan releases the hold, and locks in a cross armbar. Nicole refuses to give up, so Morgan puts more pressure on the hold, but Nicole still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Morgan refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DM: She's gonna have to release the hold if she doesn't want to lose to her former friend here!
FOUR!!!
Morgan releases the hold, lifts Nicole to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before locking in a half boston crab. Nicole refuses to give up, so Morgan puts more pressure on the hold, but Nicole still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Morgan refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
SS: Morgan's relentless in there! Probably more than usual!
DM: She ain't exactly normal, Taint!
Morgan releases the hold, and begins delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about eight stomps, she then lifts Nicole to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before lifting Nicole back to her feet, getting behind her, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, she then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. She connects with about twelve punches before lifting Nicole back to her feet again, and connecting with a scoop slam, she then lifts Nicole to her feet, and connects with the Michinoku Driver version 2 before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Nicole just barely manages to get a shoulder up at the last second!
SS: Damn! Girl's willing to impress out there! I like it!
Morgan lifts Nicole to her feet, gets behind her, and goes for a back suplex, but Nicole fights out of it, and lands on her feet behind Morgan. Morgan turns around, and Nicole connects with a kick to the head, she then lifts Morgan to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before going out to the apron, and climbing to the top turnbuckle, she then waits for Morgan to get back to her feet. Morgan eventually gets back to her feet, and Nicole leaps off, and connects with a diving crossbody before locking in a half boston crab. Morgan refuses to give up, so Nicole puts more pressure on the hold, but Morgan still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Nicole gives Morgan a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex, she then lifts Morgan back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a neckbreaker before connecting with a leg drop, she then lifts Morgan back to her feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before locking in a cross armbar. Morgan refuses to give up, so Nicole puts more pressure on the hold, but Morgan still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Nicole gives Morgan a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a suplex, she then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with a diving leg drop before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Now Morgan kicks out! Wow! Near fall after near fall!
Nicole lifts Morgan to her feet, and goes for another suplex, but Morgan reverses it into a suplex of her own, she then lifts Nicole to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about fifteen stomps, she then lifts Nicole back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before lifting Nicole back to her feet again, getting behind her, and connecting with a back suplex, she then locks in a surfboard stretch. Nicole refuses to give up, so Morgan puts more pressure on the hold, but Nicole still refuses to give up, and Morgan eventually loses her grip and releases the hold before lifting Nicole to her feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, she then lifts Nicole back to her feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Nicole back to her feet again, getting behind her, and connecting with a half nelson suplex, she then turns Nicole over, and locks in a ground head lock. Nicole refuses to give up, so Morgan puts more pressure on the hold, but Nicole still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Morgan refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan lifts Nicole to her feet, and connects with a powerslam, she then lifts Nicole to her feet, and irish whips her into the ropes. Nicole runs back at Morgan, and Morgan catches her with a Discus clothesline before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: NICOLE ALLEN JUST KICKED OUT!
SS: How the hell does she get this energy?
DM: It's the desire to win! She wants to gain that victory and possibly get on to a full time deal!
Morgan lifts Nicole to her feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Nicole reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Morgan gets back to her feet, and Nicole jumps up, and connects with a hurricarnana. Morgan gets back to her feet again, and Nicole jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Morgan gets to her feet, and Nicole jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanrana. Morgan gets back to her feet, and Nicole connects with a spinning wheel kick, she then lifts Morgan to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Morgan back to her feet, getting behind her, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, she then turns Morgan over, and locks in a Camel clutch. Morgan refuses to give up, so Nicole puts more pressure on the hold, but Morgan still refuses to give up, and Nicole eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold before waiting for Morgan to get to her feet. Morgan eventually gets to her feet, and Nicole connects with a kick to the head, she then lifts Morgan back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before connecting with a leg drop, she then lifts Morgan back to her feet again, and connects with a suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. She connects with about twelve punches, she then lifts Morgan to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Morgan back to her feet, and connecting with the airplane spin! she then places Morgan on her feet, and Morgan goes down. Nicole lifts Morgan to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Morgan back to her feet, getting behind her, and connecting with a neckbreaker, she then lifts Morgan back to her feet again, and connects with the Realization before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: MORGAN KICKS OUT! MORGAN JUST KICKED OUT!
SS: AHHH! Back and forth! Nicole's got to be a little frustrated at Morgan kicking out there!
Nicole goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Morgan to get to her feet. It takes a moment, but Morgan eventually gets to her feet, and Nicole leaps off, and connects with Just Plain Nasty before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: And yet another kickout! Right before the three count! I thought Nicole had it!
SS: And so did the crowd
Nicole waits for Morgan to get to her feet. It takes a moment, but Morgan eventually gets to her feet, and Nicole runs into the ropes, then runs back at Morgan, but Morgan catches her with a discuss clothesline! She then lifts Nicole to her feet, and connects with the Synn-Full Ride to Hell before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... MORGAN SIMMONS!!!
"Du Hast" by Rammstein hits and the crowd boos as Morgan Simmons is announced as the winner.
DM: Well I gotta give her credit! Morgan actually won fair and square! Beating one of her former best friends in an entertaining match!
SS: Nicole showed a lot of skills and was very impressive, but Morgan Simmons is a completely different competitor and she proved that she is ready for Talia Skye in two weeks!
DM: I hate Morgan and I think Talia will win, but she's a good competitor and she will give Talia a run for her money! Unlike you, I give credit where credit is due!
Morgan looks down at Nicole before rolling out of the ring and walking up the ramp. From there, we go to commercial.
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:48:06 GMT -5
We are back from the break and Monice Garcia has a microphone in her hand.
Monica Garcia: I am standing by at this time with Kevin Styles, J.T. Banks and Talia Skye... Da Xtreme Dynasty.
The crowd cheers as the trio is shown.
Monica Garcia: Kevin, J.T., you guys defend the PCW World Tag Team Championship's against The Princesses of Lethality and The Pac. Two very good teams. What's your mindset going into this one?
Kevin Styles: I'd be lying if I said we weren't nervous. It's not easy facing multiple teams, much less one of them. We know we have our backs against the wall and it's even harder when you have to defend the titles in a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match. A match up that has produced some great moments in tag team wrestling back in the day and we have had a few of those matches in this company's history, which saw Israel Steele somehow do a sunset flip to Draven Logan Kennedy off the fucking ladder. That's a great fucking moment.
J.T. Banks: We were there for that, playa. It was fuckin' awesome to see.
Kevin Styles: Damn right and it's one of the great moments PCW has had which Battle Finale in two weeks will produce more of the same.
Talia Skye: I couldn't agree with you guys more. PCW has had sooo many moments from it's biggest events. Like the TLC match at Battle Finale II you guys mentioned, or the match I hold dearest to me when I faced my BFF Danielle Lopez at that same pay-per-view in a classic match that is still talked about to this very day.
Kevin Styles: We all have those special moments that we cherish forever. And at Battle Finale, we're seeking that moment. That special moment where the people can go "wow, did those two crazy mother fuckers really just do that". You know, shit like that.
J.T. Banks: And two other teams also get that chance. We get to make magic against a great up and coming team in The Princesses of Lethality and a former tag team championship team in The Pac.
Monica Garcia: What do you guys think about both teams?
Kevin Styles: The Pac is good, but not great. And Mariah and Rachel are good, but it takes time.
Talia Skye: I too feel it's going to be Da Dynasty. I will say The Princesses of Lethality will impress and turn a lot of heads, but when it comes to a PCW environment, Kevin and J.T. are the more experienced and battle tested. They have bested every team in front of them and they are the greatest tag team in the history of this company.
J.T. Banks: I'm not going to disagree with that at all. And the tag team titles are at stake here. Only one team can win and I feel it will be us.
Just as soon as J.T. said that, Mariah Lopez walks in, wearing a Team Lethality t-shirt over her gear. She's obviously alone as Rachel went with Reaper to the hospital to see if Bella is okay. Mariah stands toe to toe with the champs and Monica Garcia immediately walks away from the situation.
Mariah Lopez: Jonathan, Jonathan. No offense, but I believe your prediction is a tad bit inaccurate. It will come down to either Da Dynasty or Team Lethality and The Pac sure as hell will not beat us as they have proven they are not at all serious about this match, but for who's winning? You're looking at the duo who plans on bringing those titles to the greatest stable going today. Team Lethality
J.T. Banks: Is that so, Miss Mariah?
Mariah Lopez: I didn't stutter now did I, Jonathan? I mean no disrespect, but I feel those titles look better around the waists of Rachel and I. And not to mention like you and Kevin, we too are looking for that special moment. Of course, this is our first time competing at a pay-per-view that's as big as Battle Finale is and our first match on the main roster as a team. Rachel and I would make history if we won the titles.
Kevin and J.T. looked at each other and nod their heads. They look over to Talia who proceeds to speak.
Talia Skye: I can respect the ambitions you two have there. It's admirable because you two are young, hungry and you certainly have a lot of years ahead of you. But I don't think two weeks will be a fairytale ending for you. No, no, no. It's going to be J.T. and Kevin walking out with the titles still in their possession.
J.T. Banks: Word
Mariah looks at J.T., then at Kevin and also at Talia before staring at the tag team title belts before she look back at the trio.
Mariah Lopez: Only thing I can truly say to you guys is let the best team win and I truly mean that from the bottom of my heart.
Kevin Styles: Likewise to you two. Again, may the best team win.
The two teams shake hands and then have a stare down as we fade back to ringside.
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!
"Hush Hush; Hush Hush" by Pussycat Dolls hits and the crowd immediately goes to boos. Bright lights shine as Reyna Carter walks out from the back with a smug expression on her face and her manager Kelly Hampton right behind.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. She is England and Canada's Most Glamorous Export... REYNA CARTER!!!
Reyna begins her ascent down the ramp and her hands up in the air as if she's looking down on the fans. She hops on the apron and gets in the ring. She looks at the crowd and rolls her eyes before taking off her glamorous looking hooded jacket and handing it to Kelly before waiting for the match to start.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And this one is underway! Brian Stryker versus the arrogant, Reyna Carter!
SS: It's not arrogance if you can back it up, and Reyna sure as hell can back it up!
Reyna stands there, acting all arrogant as Stryker cracks his neck. The two approach each other and begin striking at one another, with neither gaining the upperhand. However, Reyna catches Stryker with a right to the face... and another one to send him into the corner where she begins a series of shots to Stryker while he's tied up in the corner.
DM: Reyna better be careful if she doesn't want to get disqualified!
SS: Come on, Reyna! Beat down this piece of shit!
Reyna backs away before running up... and hitting a shoulder to the gut of Brian Stryker. Reyna flips her hair much to the dismay of the Los Angeles crowd. She rolls her eyes before getting Stryker out of the corner. She goes for a suplex, but Stryker blocks it... and hits one of his own. He immediately gets Reyna up to her feet and kicks her in the gut. Reyna doubles over in pain and Stryker drives her down with a DDT and goes for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Kickout by Reyna Carter and a very nice start to this match!
SS: I'll agree about the nice start! Now for Reyna to prevail and get on track!
Stryker gets Reyna up and goes to whip her into the ropes, but instead, Reyna does that to Stryker. Stryker comes back off the rebound... and hits a drop toe hold to "The Kid". Stryker gets back to a kneeling position, but Reyna stays on him... and hits him with a Snap DDT! Reyna now goes for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Now Stryker kicks out and this match up has had two near falls very quickly!
SS: Reyna looks DAMN GOOD tonight! I'm serious, I would hit it and hit it hard!
DM (feeling ill): I think I just threw up in my mouth!
Reyna glares at the ref before picking Stryker up and whipping him to the ropes. Once Stryker comes back off the rebound... Reyna hits him with a dropkick to the face. Reyna takes the time to taunt Stryker and then the fans in an arrogant tone which gets a huge chorus of boos from the crowd. Reyna shouts "shut up you bloody wankers" to even more boos. She picks Stryker up and goes for a neckbreaker... but Stryker gets out of it and appears behind Reyna and goes for it...
DM: Reverse DDT! Stryker countered big there!
SS: DAMMIT!
Stryker smirks before going to the apron. Once Reyna gets to her feet, he springs off the ropes... and hits England and Canada's Most Glamorous Export with the Flight of the Valkyries! Reyna gets back up and Stryker hits her with a clothesline. Reyna gets back up, but eats another clothesline from Stryker. For the third time, Reyna gets up, but this time... Stryker grabs her and goes for it...
DM: FIRST STRYKE! What an STO from Brian Stryker!
SS: Son of a bitch! This isn't good!
DM: Stryker has the cover! This could do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Reyna kicks at at two and a half!
SS: It's going to take a lot more than that to keep down a glamorous human being like Reyna Carter!
Stryker gets back up and gets Reyna to her feet. He hits her with two European uppercuts, two leg kicks, left side kick, right side kick, left side kick, right side kick, chest punch, knee to the stomach, knee to the chin. He then goes for a muy thai kick to the head... BUT REYNA DUCKS IT! Reyna now grabs Stryker and goes for it...
DM: BRITISH/CANADIAN FACECRUSHER! Reyna got all of it!
SS: YES! TAKE IT HOME!
DM: Reyna hooks the leg! This might be over!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Stryker kicks out... but barely!
SS: THAT WAS BULLSHIT! Ya hear me... BULLSHIT!
DM: That was fair, Taint! Completely fair! There was no three count!
Reyna is frustrated as she claps her hands three times towards the referee, exclaiming her case that it was a three count instead of a two. Reyna picks Stryker up and gives him an uppercut and then a kick to cause Stryker to lean against the ropes. Reyna Irish whips Stryker to the other side of the ring and goes for a clothesline, but misses as Stryker returns from the other side with a clothesline attempt of his own, but Reyna ducks it and then from out of nowhere, she hits Stryker with the Pele kick to the skull.
SS: That's more like it!
DM: Reyna's in control! Oh wait a minute! It's Hano Eiyu! He's on the entrance ramp!
Hano Eiyu is on the entrance ramp, observing the match up. Reyna notices and starts flipping out. Hano just stands there and remains calm. Reyna turns around, and Stryker's up and he hits her with the First Stryke superkick. He immediately goes for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!
DM: Not enough there for Stryker!
SS: Thank god! But fucking Hano needs to mind his own business! This doesn't concern that masked coward!
Stryker looks down at Reyna and then to the ropes before making his way out to the apron. He gets on the top and looks back at Hano curiously who just stands there. He now looks at Reyna who's down in position. He begins to dive off, going for it...
DM: AIR STRYKE!!! NO!!! Reyna rolls out of the way and Stryker hits nothing but canvas!
SS: YES! I knew he would fail! He's Philadelphia trash!
DM: Oh shut up, Taint! You don't know what you're talking about! Reyna gets to her feet and Stryker gets up, holding his ribs in pain! Reyna goes for it... INFERIORITY COMPLEX! Stryker got hit with Inferiority Complex!
SS: He's inferior and fell to royalty! Reyna is awesome!
DM: Not really! Reyna has the cover! This might just do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... REYNA CARTER!!!
"Hush Hush; Hush Hush" by Pussycat Dolls plays throughout the arena and the crowd is none too pleased as Reyna Carter is awarded the win. She and her manager celebrate to even more boos from the crowd.
DM: Reyna Carter has a huge win, now owning victories over both challengers for the PCW Broadcast Championship!
SS: She should be in that Broadcast title match, or at least have a shot at the belt since Hano and Stryker couldn't beat her!
DM: The stats maybe there, but I don't think she's there yet!
SS: She's greatness! Of course she's there!
DM: Whatever ya say! Let's go to commercial! We'll be back after this!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:48:42 GMT -5
We come back from a commercial break, and workers are setting the ring up for the Reaping Death show. Once they finish, they exit the ring, the lights go our for a moment, "I Hate Everything About You" by Three Days Grace hits the sound system, a weird purple light fills the arena, and out comes ''the Purple Dragon'' TJ Parks with a twisted smirk on his face, to a good amount of cheers. He begins making his way to the ring, ignoring the fans reaching out to him. Once he gets to the ring, he looks around at the fans, and rolls his eyes before walking up the steps, and getting in the ring, he then asks for a mic, and begins speaking.
TJ Parks: Unfortunately due to what happened to Bella earlier tonight. ''the Reaper'' is not going to be able to host the Reaping Death show, and someone still has to do it, and as much as I really DON'T want to, I guess that someone is apparently me.
The crowd gives a mixed reaction.
TJ Parks: Anyways. I'm going to go ahead, and bring out my guests. I can't really see them coming to the ring together, so I guess I'll introduce them one at a time. My first guest is the current PCW General Manager, ''the King of Hardcore'' James Baker!
"II Trill" by Bun B feat. Z-Ro and J. Prince hits and the crowd goes wild as James Baker appears, wearing a Hardcore Recordz t-shirt over baggy jeans and white tennis shoes with a chain around his neck and his hat sideways. He raises his arms in the air before walking slowly down the ramp. He slaps the hands of some fans before sliding in the ring. He grabs a microphone and lays himself onto the couch.
James Baker: Holy mother fucking shit. It is god damn comfortable yo. Reaps really knows his furniture.
TJ looks on and shakes his head before announcing the second and final guest of the show.
TJ Parks: And my second and final guest.
TJ smirks.
TJ Parks (sarcastically speaking: She is the great, Morgan Simmons... (goes back to normal) Now get out here bitch, and bring me a fucking sandwich while you're at it.
"Du Hast" by Rammstein hits and the crowd goes to boos as Morgan Simmons walks out with a Toxic t-shirt over her wrestling gear. She looks at the crowd with disdain on her face before beginning the walk down the ramp. She jawjacks with some of the fans before hopping on the ring apron and stepping in-between the ropes. TJ attempts to give her a microphone, but Morgan not only snatches it but slaps TJ in the face for the remark he made before she came out.
TJ Park: OW! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!
Morgan Simmons: If you want to keep your teeth. I suggest you shut the fuck up right now.
TJ Parks: Umm. Yeah. I would love to shut my mouth, Morgan. There's just ONE problem. I can't host the show without talking, you stupid bitch!
TJ smirks, and the crowd along with James Baker laughs.
James Baker: The man has a fuckin' point, ya know.
Morgan Simmons: Nobody wanted your input.
James Baker: Just like nobody wants to see you on television.
TJ Parks: I just want to get this fucking show over with as soon as possible, so I'm going to go ahead, and ask my first question. This question is for you, Morgan. Why do you want to be the General Manager of PCW?
Morgan Simmons: I have my reasons. One, I want power. I feel I am more qualified to be in the position of power than the idiots running this bowl of fruits and nuts. More importantly than that, I feel being in power will help pave way for what I ultimate want... which is to cause so much fucking anarchy to the point where we burn down the PCW that you all know and love and turn it into the house of Morgan Simmons and Toxic.
TJ Parks: *sarcastically speaking* Oh yeah! Someone who wants to burn PCW to the ground REALLY is qualified to be the General Manager.
James Baker: Her main qualification is being really bad at sex.
Both TJ and James laugh and the crowd laughs as well, only pissing Morgan off.
Morgan Simmons: And yet this gangster looking fuck is qualified? Please. We have been treated like shit since this place came back. It's ridiculous and as General Manager... I WILL rectify that.
TJ rolls his eyes, and turns to James.
TJ Parks: My next question is for you, James. Why did you put your job as General Manager on the line against this crazy ass bitch, and why the hell did you put a member of the Disciples Of Syn on your team instead of me!? I'm Tom Pendergrass' tag team partner!
James Baker: The answer is simple. Yes, Team Lethality and The Disciples of Syn aren't exactly friends and likely never will be, but as most fans have come to know over the years, I am a master of mindfucking individuals and Kai being on the team does just that to Morgan. He hates the bitch just as much as we do.
James smirks before continuing.
James Baker: Now why did I put my job on the line against this stupid ass bitch right here? Unlike Morgan, I don't back down from challenges. Yes, I'm a piece of shit of a human being to a lot of people and unlike some people, I don't claim perfectly or whine like a bitch and make myself out to be something I'm not. Morgan thinks she's hot shit when in fact... she's just shit and me being a master of the art of hardcore. I personally plan on ridding this company of this Toxic waste.
TJ nods his head, and turns to Morgan.
TJ Parks: My next question is for you, Morgan. What makes you think you're team can beat the team James has put together? James has a top notch team. You put a talentless slut like Melanie Ramirez on your team!
The crowd cheers over TJ's insult.
Morgan Simmons: She actually has talent, unlike your drug induced being, you jackass. But Toxic is made up of the best of the best in professional wrestling. Fatality Incorporated is a great tag team. Melanie Ramirez will be a future star and she is a part of my top notch team. Why will be beat Team Baker? It's easy. We're talented and we know what the fuck we're doing. It also helps to know that I have a really big plan to do so. I have some tricks up my sleeve and you will see that first hand on April 27th.
TJ turns to James.
TJ Parks: You have anything to say about what Morgan just said about her team defeating your's, James?
James Baker: Morgan's a delusional cunt if she thinks her team's gonna beat mine. I can tell ya that much. She's never been bright as a human being. Matter of fact, she's been downright shit and this is one of those instances. Unfortunately you cannot cure stupid but she will learn in two weeks just how defeat and unemployment tastes like.
TJ goes to talk, but all of a sudden, Psychosocial by Slipknot hits the sound system, and out comes Jimmy Gambino to a huge ammount of boos. He begins making his way to the ring, taking his time to curse at the fans. Once he gets to the ring. He walks up the steps, and gets in the ring, he then asks for a mic, and glares at James and TJ.
Jimmy Gambino: First off. I just wanted to say that I kinda thought you would do a somewhat better job than Retard at hosting this show, TJ, but you don't make this show any better than he does.
The crowd boos. Jimmy turns to James.
Jimmy Gambino: And James. How dare you talk about the great Morgan Simmons like that. Morgan is one of the smartest people I have ever met! She allowed me to manage Toxic. Which was a very good decision, and unlike you. She wouldn't make the biggest mistake of all time, and fire the best manager in the world!
James laughs as he begins to speak.
James Baker (sarcastically speaking): Oh yes, you're such a great manager. So great that you are the one who ran Bull and Ape away from the Disciples of Syn and in turn, the stable didn't have the tag team titles. Yeah, that's greatness personified alright.
James laughs before staring at Jimmy.
James Baker: But let me ask you something. What on earth are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be jacking off to pictures of Shannon Saint in a dark room?
Jimmy goes to speak, but TJ cuts him off.
TJ Parks: HOLD UP!!! James. What the fuck is this loser doing on this show? Didn't you fire him months ago!?
James Baker: I did fire him. He ain't got no contract...
But just as quickly, James is cut off by Morgan Simmons.
Morgan Simmons: Oh you fucking idiots. You see, Jimmy is here because I invited him. He is my guest and he's managing Team Toxic to victory. And once I am the General Manager of this company. My first act will be to rehire Jimmy Gambino.
The crowd boos loudly.
Jimmy Gambino: Did Terrell not tell you, James? He has agreed to perminantly hire me back until after Battle Finale III. After that it's whatever the General Manager wants to do with me. Which means. If your team wins. Which won't happen. I'm fired again, but when Team Morgan wins. I'm going to help her burn PCW to the ground. Because I'm going to be the Assistant General Manager of PCW!
The crowd errupts with boos.
Morgan Simmons: Shut up, assholes. How DARE YOU boo a man like Jimmy Gambino? Ungrateful fucking parasites.
The crowd boos even more.
Morgan Simmons: All of what Jimmy says is true. Terrell is the one who hired him back and WHEN my team wins, he will become my right hand man in burning this place to the ground and trust me, this place WILL burn to the ground.
Morgan says with a smirk on her face and the crowd boos louder than they did the last three times.
TJ Parks: James. Did you know anything about this? What the fuck is going on!?
James Baker: This is the first I'm hearing of this shit. I don't know what the fuck is going on around here at all. It's kind of making me a little uneasy.
James goes under the couch and pulls out his signature Spiked Out Baseball Bat and his other favorite weapon, the Electrical Wire Kendo Stick. He tosses the kendo stick to TJ.
TJ Parks: I'm not a member of Team Baker, but I have no problem helping James take out the trash. I'm pretty sure that's what Reaps would do if he was here!
The crowd cheers, and James and TJ go to attack Morgan and Jimmy, but all of a sudden Mariella Lopez, Melanie Ramirez, Jesse Wright, and Stevie Fabulous come out of the crowd, slide in the ring, and attack James and TJ from behind.
DM: Good lord! All of Team Morgan is in the ring and they are attacking James Baker and TJ Parks!
SS: YES! Well Baker gets his ass beaten!
James and TJ are fighting two against four but the numbers game is quickly catching up to the GM and the Team Lethality member. Jesse and Stevie against the GM while Melanie and Mariella are beating on TJ, stomping on his body repeatedly while Morgan and Jimmy are barking orders at them, taunting the two of them and laughing as the crowd boos loudly.
DM: This is a damn shame! They're getting beaten down!
SS: THIS is how a show should end! No doubt about that!
All of a sudden, the crowd cheers loudly as Kai, Tom Pendergrass, and the B.O.M.B squad come running toward the ring. Once they get to the ring. They slide in the ring, and Toxic quickly exits the ring, and escapes through the crowd. Tiffany and Kyra checks on James. While Tom kneels down to TJ, and shakes his head at him, and Kai stares at Toxic.
DM: The hatred between these two teams is heating up! Team Baker and Team Morgan do battle in two weeks for the General Manager's position!
SS: Team Morgan's going to dominate! Like Morgan said, she always has a plan!
DM: But James Baker is one of the more resilient figures in our industries history and I think he'll overcome the odds one more time and his team will keep him as the GM!
SS: Not going to happen!
DM: Whatever! We're going to break! We'll be back after this!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:49:28 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Theta Titanium" blasts through the arena. Hano Eiyu comes out with a bokken and performs a sword kata.
Jimmy Wilkes: First, making his way to the ring, from Shinano, Japan, weighing in at 176 pounds... "BLADE HERO"... HANO EIYU!!!
Then, he runs to the ring and springboards inside. Then, he performs another sword kata. Afterwards, he puts the bokken down gently.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
With a popping sound, all of the lights in the arena go out and the crowd is plunged into total darkness. The first few heavy beats of "Torniquet" by Marilyn Manson swells and some bright white pryo crackles thorugh the air. The figure on stage is just a shadow at first, a dark silouhette. There is a hushed silence in the arena when Konstantine steps into the light, a vacant smile on her lips. The fans are silent for a moment before the first tentative "boos" start in earnest and then spread, gaining instensity.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from New Orleans, Louisiana... "THE MORNING STAR"... KONSTANTINE WEYLIN!!!
A long, black leather trench coat fans out behind her as she walks toward the ring, the same eerily vacant smile on her face. Stopping just before the stairs, she walks over and stares into the eyes of a child unlucky enough to have ringside seats. Reaching out, she gently strokes their hair as the worried parent yanks their child away from her. Staring for another moment, she breaks her gaze and climbs into the ring.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Hano goes for a kick to the head, but Konstantine ducks, and locks in an arm wrench, she then delivers a elbow to the arm before putting more pressure on the hold, she then delivers another elbow to the arm before putting even more pressure on the hold, she then delivers a third elbow to the arm, before delivering a kick to the midsection, releasing the hold, and connecting with a suplex, she then lifts Hanoto his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the midsection. She connects with about seven stomps, she then lifts Hano back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, she then begins delivering stomps to the back of the head. She connects with about ten stomps before lifting Hano back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, she then connects with a elbow drop to the chest before kneeling down, and choking Hano forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
DM: And Konstantine just manages to break it before the count of five!
SS: Hey, she's utilizing the entire thing! Smart strategy! And seeing the minature Mariano Fernandez being choked out is always a nice sight!
DM: -sighs-
Kontantine lifts Hano to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam, she then lifts Hano back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before lifting Hano back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, she then lifts Hano to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Hano with the kickout at two!
SS: Dammit! That's just not right!
Konstantine lifts Hano to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Hano fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Konstantine. Konstantine turns around, and Hano connects with a dropkick. Konstantine gets to her feet, and Hano connects with a kick to the head, he then waits for Konstantine to get back to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before waiting for Konstantine to get back to her feet again. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Konstantine gets to her feet, and Hano connects with a enzuigiri, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Konstantine to get to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets to her feet, and Hano leaps off, and connects with a diving crossbody before waiting for Konstantine to get back to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana, Konstantine gets back to her feet again, and Hano connects with a dropkick. Konstantine gets to her feet, and Hano connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the Nekono Choyaku Fourteenth Style Sword Movement before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Konstantine kicks out at two!
SS: Woo! Fuck you, Hano! Fuck you!
DM: You're an embarrassment to commentary, Taint! You really are!
Hano lifts Konstantine to her feet, and goes for a irish whip, but Konstantine reverses it into a irish whip of her own, and Hano runs into the ropes, runs back at Konstantine, and Konstantine catches him with a dropkick before kneeling down, and choking Hano forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Konstantine releases the hold, and begins delivering punches to the face. She connects with about ten punches, she then lifts Hano back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Hano to his feet, delivering another kick to the midsection, and connecting with a gutwrench suplex, she then lifts Hano back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before delivering stomps to the head. She connects with about twelve stomps, she then lifts Hano back to his feet again, and connects with a suplex before lifting Hano to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, she then waits for Hano to get back to his feet. Hano gets to his hands and knees, and Konstantine runs into the ropes, runs back at Hano, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then waits for Hano to get to his feet. Hano eventually gets to his feet, and Konstantine runs into the ropes, runs back at Hano, and connects with the DEBASER before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Hano kicked out just in the nick of time!
SS: FUCK! That was a three! A THREE!
DM: Stop yelling! You're going to make me go deaf, and you know deaf bitches are more likely to be pissed off!
SS: ...
Konstantine lifts Hano to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Hano reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Konstantine gets to her feet, and Hano connects with a kick to the head, he then waits for Konstantine to get back to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Konstantine gets back to her feet again, and Hano jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Konstantine gets to her feet, and Hano connects with a enzuigiri, he then waits for Konstantine to get back to her feet. Konstantine gets to her hands and knees, and Hano runs into the ropes, runs back at Konstantine, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head before delivering a stomp to the midsection causing Konstantine to sit up holding her stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes again, runs back at Konstantine and connects with a running dropkick to the face before going out to the apron, and climbing to the top turnbuckle, he then waits for Konstantine to get to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets to her feet, and Hano leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick before waiting for Konstantine to get back to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then goes out to the apron, and waits for Konstantine to get back to her feet again. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano springboards off the top rope, and connects with the Tetsuushi Nineteenth Style Sword Movement followed into a pin attempt!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Another kickout for Konstantine Weylin! This is an incredible match up!
Hano waits for Konstantine to get to her feet. It takes a moment, but Konstantine eventually gets to her feet, and Hano goes for a kick to the head, but Konstantine ducks, and connects with a clothesline. Hano gets to his feet, and Konstantine connects with a dropkick. Hano gets back to his feet, and Konstantine delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before delivering stomps to the back of the head. She connects with about eight stomps, she then lifts Hano back to his feet, and connects with a suplex before kneeling down, and choking Hano forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Konstantine releases the hold, and connects with a leg drop, she then lifts Hano to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Hano back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, she then lifts Hano back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before lifting Hano back to his feet again, and connecting with a suplex, she then lifts Hano to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the back of the head. She connects with seven punches, she then lifts Hano back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with SUICIDE IS PAINLESS before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: I don't know how he does it, but Hano JUST... KICKED... OUT!!!
SS: What the fuck? Was that a near fall, or is this ref being biased?
DM: Don't even start that! It was a near fall!
Konstantine lifts Hano to his feet, gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but Hano fights out of it by doing a back flip, and lands on his feet behind Konstantine. Konstantine turns around, and Hano connects with a dropkick. Konstantine gets to her feet, and Hano jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Konstantine gets back to her feet, and Hano jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Konstantine gets back to her feet again, and Hano runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then waits for Konstantine to get to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets to her feet, and Hano connects with a enzuigiri before waiting for Konstantine to get back to her feet. Konstantine gets to her hands and knees, and Hano runs into the ropes, runs back at Konstantine, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, he then waits for Konstantine to get to her feet. Konstantine eventually gets to her feet, and Hano jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Konstantine gets back to her feet, and Hano connects with a kick to the head before waiting for Konstantine to get back to her feet again. Konstantine eventually gets back to her feet, and Hano connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the Piasuha Eighteenth Style Sword Movement before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
Konstantine kicks out once more! Hano lifts Konstantine to her feet, and irish whips her into the ropes. Konstantine runs back at Hano, and Hano goes for a spinning wheel kick, but Konstantine ducks, runs into the ropes, runs back at Hano, and connects with a clothesline. Hano gets to his feet, and Konstantine delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver, she then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the DISASSOCIATIVE before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE MORNING STAR"... KONSTANTINE WEYLIN!!!
"Torniquet" by Marilyn Manson hits and as the ref goes to raise Konstantine's hand, but she looks at Larry Smith, who immediately high tails it out of there.
DM: Konstantine Weylin with another victory and it was over a game Hano Eiyu who is one of the challengers for the Broadcast title!
SS: Konstantine does work and she kicks ass to boot! She took the Mariano wannabe to school here! She's got a big match up in the Scars Cup in two weeks! She might actually be a favorite of mine to win!
DM: Well that will remain to be seen, but in any case! We will have to take a commercial break! We'll be back with more Saturday Night Rapture after this!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:50:04 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Bad Girl" by Danity Kane feat. Missy Elliot hits and the crowd boos loudly. A spotlight appears at the top of the ramp and Alexis Landry emerges to even more boos from the crowd. She smirks and poses on the ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from New York City. She is a member of Toxic. The self-proclaimed REAL Killer Queen... ALEXIS LANDRY!!!
She walks down the ramp and takes the time to trash talk the fans. She hops on the apron and steps in under the rope. She continues to antagonize the fans before removing her jacket and handing it to the ringside person as she waits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And her opponent!
"Coming Undone" by Korn plays and a huge cheer comes throughout the entire arena. A couple of seconds come by and Talia Skye stands on the ramp way with a black rose and a silver hand mirror in hand and the LW Freedom Championship around her waist. She points to the back and Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks emerge, all confident in themselves. Talia lifts the mirror up while Styles and Banks pose on the ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, being accompanied by the PCW World Tag Team Champions, Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks, from San Diego, California by way of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. She is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame. Representing Da Xtreme Dynasty... "THE KILLA QUEEN"... TALIA SKYE!!!
The trio begin to walk down the ramp. Talia takes some time to interact with the fans, holding up the mirror to several female fans and tells them they are truly beautiful. They reach the end of the ramp where Talia hands Styles the mirror and Banks gets the rose before Talia plants a kiss on his lips and she climbs onto the apron. She enters the ring slowly over the second rope. She climbs the second rope on the opposite side of the ride and points to the crowd. She hands the title to J.T. before going to her corner and waiting for the match to start.
DM: I believe the REAL KILLA QUEEN has arrived!
SS: No! That's Alexis!
DM: No, retard! Talia is and always will be the KILLA QUEEN!
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: Here we go! This one is underway!
SS: BORING!
DM: Shut the fuck up, moron! But anyways, we are being joined on commentary by Da Xtreme Dynasty!
KS: That's right, babe! The greatest tag team of all time is on commentary!
SS: Oh god!
J.T. Banks: If I hear yo fat ass disrespect Talia one time, I'm gonna whip ya ass so hard, your kids will be shitting out pennies! Got it?
SS: ...
Talia stares at her former protege and doesn't bother getting a lock up as she just goes after her with a various amount of haymakers. Alexis ends up backing away into the ropes and Talia is forced to break away. Talia does so but as Alexis steps forwards, Talia SLAPS Alexis in the face to send her to the turnbuckle and just stomps on her repeatedly.
DM: Talia is PISSED and who can blame her? I certainly can't!
SS: C'mon Alexis! Beat this barbie doll down!
DM: I'm rooting for my girl, Talia Skye! So go choke yourself to death. Taint!
KS: This is why the lovely Desiree is the voice of this company!
Talia lets off and drags Alexis to her feet. She now locks up and gets her in a headlock and punches her in the head during it. Talia sends Alexis into the ropes. Alexis comes back... and Talia leapfrogs her. Alexis comes back again... and Talia with a huge dropkick to the face. Talia gets back up and looks down at Alexis with anger on her face and the crowd cheers loudly.
KS: The people know what's up! They know that Talia Skye kicks ass! She's the best manager in the world, but she also kicks ass and takes names!
J.T. Banks: Just like us, homie!
SS: She sucks a bag of fried dicks!
J.T. Banks: Fuck you say?
SS (cowering): Nothing!
KS: We got a scared little bitch beside us on aisle five! Clean up is mandatory!
Talia gets Alexis back up and starts blasting her in the face with some forearm shots. She once more whips her into the ropes. Once Alexis comes back, Talia goes for a sleeper... but Alexis hits the jawbreaker. Alexis recovers, and hits Talia with a jumping leg lariat to take her down. Alexis now is on the offensive as she begins to stomp on Talia on a repeated basis. looking a tad bit psychotic while doing it. Alexis isn't done as she drops a knee onto Talia's face and locks her in an abdominal stretch.
DM: Talia in a bad way right now as Alexis has the abdominal stretch locked in!
KS: Wait! You mean Alexis actually took time out of her day of fullfilling her sexual desires list to learn some wrestling moves?
SS: She's trained!
J.T. Banks: Shut up, fat ass! I'm surprised she actually has that hold locked in properly!
DM: Alexis is horrible you know!
KS: She's the drizzling shits!
Alexis has the hold locked in but Talia gets herself back to a vertical standing. Talia goes to hit another haymaker, but Alexis grabs her by the hair and hooks her in position... and drops her with a neckbreaker. Alexis makes it back up and as Talia gets to a knee, Alexis runs to her... and hits her with a Running Knee Trembler she calls Fuck Fear. Alexis wastes no time and has the first cover of this match up...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Talia with the kickout!
J.T. Banks: Alright, babe! Recover and beat fucking Alexis!
SS: Didn't you fuck her?
J.T. Banks: Fuck who?
SS: Alexis!
J.T. Banks: Not that I know of! Even if I did... I wouldn't acknowledge that shit! She has a list as long, if not close to Jenny Tuck's!
KS: That's disgusting, bro! Although to be fair, I don't think any man would!
J.T. Banks: Fair point, homie! For all we know, she probably fucked hot dog eating man over here!
DM: Ewww! Disgusting!
J.T. Banks: Would you really be surprised though?
DM: No, but that's still disgusting!
Alexis isn't happy about the near fall and gets Talia back up before whipping her into a corner. Alexis runs in, but Talia moves out of the way and that causes Alexis to eat nothing but the turnbuckle. Alexis stumbles out and Talia grabs her from behind... and hits her with a Russian Leg Sweep to take her down. Talia goes to the top rope and waits for Alexis to get to her feet. Once Alexis is up, Talia flies off...
DM: MISSLE DROPKICK! Talia with the high flying move there!
SS: BORING!
J.T. Banks: Go fuck yourself! My baby knows how to fly! YEAH!
DM: Talia now hooks the leg for a cover of her own!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Alexis kicks out at the count of two!
SS: WOO!
J.T. Banks: Taint, if you want genital herpes and any other STD imaginable! Go be with Alexis Landry!
KS: BURN!
Talia forces Alexis back to her feet and blasts her in a face with a right hand before whipping her across the ring. Alexis comes back... and Talia hits her with a dropkick for the second time in the match. But Talia isn't done as she goes to the ground game and locks in a sitdown Dragon Sleeper on Alexis Landry. Alexis is in a bad way as she struggles to get to the ropes. Just when you think Alexis has faded away... she gets the feeling back and gets to a vertical base. Alexis tries for a back slam, but Talia lands on her feet. Talia grabs Alexis from behind... and hits her with a reverse DDT and immediately hooks the leg for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Alexis kicks out! I don't know how, but she does so!
J.T. Banks: I don't ever bitch about referee's, but that was three, yo!
SS: You're biased!
J.T. Banks: Says perennial dick sucker for all of the "heels" in this company!
KS: Taint, you should just shut up and let the pro's do the commentating because you my fat nemesis quite frankly suck shit!
J.T. Banks: Word!
Talia gets Alexis back up and starts punching her in the face some more. She backs Alexis into the rope cables and starts choking her with her boot. Referee Stephanie Lawrence tries to warn Talia, but with her immense hatred and want for revenge for what Alexis has said and done to her, Talia is not listening. Stephanie has no choice but to start up the mandated five count.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Talia releases the choke and gets Alexis back up and shoves her into the turnbuckle. Talia plants right after right to her former protege, and even yells at her, calling her an ungrateful bitch. She's laying into Alexis before finally letting off. Alexis is a bit woozy and Talia whips her to the opposite corner, and Alexis crashes hard against the turnbuckle. Talia runs... and hits her with a dropkick to the face. Talia picks Alexis up and places her on the top turnbuckle. Talia goes to the top with her and places her in position before hitting it...
DM: SUPERPLEX! Talia with the Superplex to Alexis Landry! She's making a huge statement!
KS: This has been a long time coming! Alexis is getting her ass kicked and deservingly so!
J.T. Banks: Alexis is an ungrateful leech! Used Talia and the Mafia to get ahead, yet all it did was expose how bad Alexis truly is!
SS: I find Alexis to be awesome!
KS: And I find you to be a complete fucking moron! A disgrace to wrestling commentary!
J.T. Banks: I kinda like this side of Talia! Not gonna lie, she's doin' work in that ring and she looks damn sexy doing it!
Talia gets back up and points to the announce table where Kevin, J.T. and Desiree point back and nod their heads. Talia nods to them before stomping her foot on the ground. Alexis slowly gets back to her feet. Alexis gets back up and Talia runs to her and goes for it...
DM: BOTOX INJECTION! ALEXIS JUST RECEIVED A DEATH WISH!
KS: That ain't all, yo! Talia grabs Alexis on impact and has her in position!
J.T. Banks: AW HELL YEAH! She DROPS THAT BITCH DOWN WITH THE BARBIE KILLER! THIS ONE'S FUCKING OVER!
DM: Not quite J.T.! I think I know what's coming next!
J.T. BANKS: Talia's raising Alexis to her knees and leaving her there... OH SHIT! IT'S FUCKING TIME!
KS: You ain't kiddin', homie! Talia sizes Alexis up... BAM! PERMANENT BRAIN DAMAGE! RIGHT TO THE FUCKING HEAD AND ALEXIS IS OUT!
J.T. Banks: That move is done in tribute to our very good friend, Danielle Lopez!
KS: She's fucking awesome!
DM: She most definitely is and Alexis is sleepin' with DA BITCHES TONIGHT! Talia with the cover! Alexis ya dumb whore... you're fucking done! YOU'RE FUCKING DONE!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE KILLER QUEEN"... TALIA SKYE!!!
"Coming Undone" by Korn hits and the crowd cheers as Talia is announced as the winner of the match. She gets her hand raised and the fans are eating it up.
Suddenly, Morgan Simmons comes out to boos from the crowd and gets in the ring. She and Talia have a face off. During it, Alexis Landry is starting to get to her feet. Once she's up, Morgan looks at her and starts beating the hell out of her.
J.T. Banks: Holy shit! This is Toxic on Toxic crime! Fuckin' unreal!
KS: I guess you can say Alexis is out of the group, eh?
DM: Could be, baby! But Alexis deserves all of this! After all the bullshit, she had this coming!
J.T. Banks: Damn right she did!
Morgan continues the stomps on Alexis and gets her up. She kicks her in the gut and places her in the air. She holds Alexis in position for thirty seconds... before dropping her down with a Brainbuster DDT called the Synn-Full Ride to Hell.
DM: Synn-Full Ride to Hell to Alexis Landry!
SS: What the hell is going on here?
DM: It's Morgan Simmons, you don't know what the hell goes on in that psycho's brain!
KS: She's a few fries short of a shitty happy meal from McDonalds!
Morgan looks down at Alexis and a smile forms across her face. Talia looks at Morgan and then at Alexis and gets her up to her feet. Talia kicks Alexis in the gut and places her in a double arm position. She flips her hair and then drops Alexis down to the mat...
DM: DDG! DROP DEAD GORGEOUS! Alexis just got nailed with the DDG!
SS: It's almost like they're trying to out-do each other here!
Morgan smirks and mouths off "you think that was good? Watch this" before getting out of the ring and grabbing a steel chair before coming back into the ring. Alexis gets up and Morgan swings the chair forward... THWACK! Right to the skull and Morgan drops the chair. On impact, Morgan grabs Alexis and places her in position for another one. She holds Alexis in position before dropping her onto the steel chair...
DM: SYNN-FULL RIDE TO HELL FOR THE SECOND TIME! THIS TIME ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!
SS: They're fucking mauling Alexis Landry!
J.T. Banks: And it's nice to see! Alexis deserves all of what she's getting here tonight!
Morgan looks to be satisfied, but Talia shrugs her shoulders and says "I can do better" as she gets Alexis up. Alexis is standing on her feet and Talia grabs the steel chair. She tosses it to Alexis before spinning... and nails her with the Facial Reconstruction. The chair drops and Talia grabs Alexis on impact and places her in position and then drops her down onto the chair...
DM: RE-TALIA-TION ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!
J.T. Banks: MY GOD! This is incredible! I'm marking out over here!
KS: You said it, homie! This is awesome! Great moment for sure!
Alexis is down and she's bleeding. Talia and Morgan look down at her and smiles come across their faces before they turn to each other and have yet another stare down. They continue their stare down as we then go to commercial break.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:50:59 GMT -5
The scene opens up to a boiler room of sorts. It's mostly dark and the same figure with a camouflage army mask over his face, a black vest that's partially buttoned up, along with black pants and black boots, stands there, likely a little angry. The figure looks around and collects his thoughts before stating them.
Man: The time is near. Two weeks away, we have the big one and my oh my are things heating up. A lot of the hooligans are running rampant and I see some keyboard warriors on the internet trying to refute things I said two weeks ago.
The figure pauses.
Man: The mortal girlish looking man is trying to convince the people and himself that I wasn't a contributing factor of his ultimate demise from this company. I know he likes to play a psycho on TV, which he knows nothing about that at all. Quite to the contraire, he's just not interesting to me. But anyways, I sent that man out of the company and deep down, he knows it. He can refute it all he wants and blame others for sending him out, but I was a cause in him losing his marbles and it hurts him deep down.
The figure pauses once more before continuing.
Man: But this isn't about a girlish looking man. No. It's about my pending return. I have set the target, but I will let you all figure it out. After all, why tell the world of my return when it's more fun to let you all guess and anticipate it? Surprises are better than being predictable. I find predictability to be... boring.
The menacing figure laughs.
Man: Whether you are the World Champion, the Platinum Champion, Broadcast or even the World Tag Team Champions. I will rise to the ranks of being a champion. It's a given. Nobody is safe from getting broken down by a great dominant force such as myself and soon... you will realize just how dominant I can be.
The figure turns away for a moment before turning his head back and speaks...
Man: He's coming soon. I hope you all are ready.
The masked man walks away and the last image is of a picture of all the current champions burning in fire. We come back to ringside where Jimmy Wilkes is ready to announce the next match up.
Jimmy Wilkes: This contest is a four way YCW-ICW Retro match where the winner will gain one hundred thousand dollars!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Still I Rise" by Shadows Fall hits and Danielle Lopez emerges from behind the curtain to an enormous reception from the crowd. She stands on the ramp and points at the crowd with a look of determination on her face.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from San Diego, California. She is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame and the leader of Team Lethality... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLE LOPEZ!!!
She walks down the ramp, all pumped up and ready for action. She tags a few hands before sliding in through the bottom rope. She points at the crowd before going to the top rope where she plays up to the audience. She hops off the ropes and waits for the match to begin with an intense and focused expression on her face.
Jimmy Wilkes: And the second participant!
"I Came To Play" by Downstait hits and Draven Logan Kennedy comes out to the ramp, looking as pissed off as ever.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from London, Ohio, weighing in at 246 pounds! He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame... "THE APOCALYPTIC MADMAN"... DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!!!
He slowly walks down the ramp, smirking the entire way. He talks trash about the crowd before stepping on the steel steps and enters the ring. He goes to the top rope and looks into the crowd to more boos from the crowd. He hops down and looks rather angrily while standing in his corner.
Jimmy Wilkes: And the third participant!
SCREAM! SHOUT!
... ...
SCREAM! SHOUT!
WE ARE THE FALLEN ANGELS!!!
A blaze of fire explodes, surrounding the stage, the ramp, and the ring itself. Static does not know what the hell is going on as "Fallen Angels" hits the P/A, followed by massive pop. As the lyrics begin to play, Leon Lonewolf walks out slowly, then stops in the middle of the stage. As the song gets a little faster, he raises his arm to cheers from the crowd, unleashing a barrage of black, red, and white fireworks.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 245 lbs. He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame... "THE HONORABLE DEMON"... LEON LONEWOLF!!!!!!!!
Leon walks down the ramp, high-fiving the crowd. As he makes it to the end of the ramp, he runs into the ring and slides in. He jumps up and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the crowd. He jumps down and climbs another one, taunting. He jumps down the turnbuckle and eyes the stage for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And now the final participant!
"Death B4 Dishonor" by Young Jeezy hits as Izzy comes out from the back with both EWF Elite Tag Team Championship belts draped on his shoulders. He looks out over the crowd and makes his way to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Kill Devils Hill, North Carolina, weighing in at 333 pounds. He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame... "THE REAL DEAL"... ISRAEL STEELE!!!
He jumps from the floor to the ring edge. Wipes his feet on the ring edge and lifts one leg over the top rope with out pushing the ropes down and lift the other leg over. Goes to a corner and stares up at the ramp, waiting for his opponent. Izzy gives his championship belts to the referee, who then hands them to the ring side attendant.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! This match up is underway!
SS: Retro style with four PCW Hall of Fame wrestlers! This is going to be awesome!
All four competitors look at each other. Danielle and Izzy nod their heads at each other before charging at Draven and Lonewolf respectively. They start throwing daggers at them with Izzy on Leon and Danielle throwing fists and kicks at Draven. Danielle gets Draven over the top rope. Once Draven gets up, Danielle leaps over the ropes...
DM: SUICIDE DIVE! DANIELLE HAS TAKEN DRAVEN OUT!
SS: Fuck! I have nobody to root for! This sucks!
DM: Shut it with your negativity, asshole!
Danielle gets back up and stomps away at Draven on the outside of the ring. Izzy grabs Lonewolf and sends him back into the turnbuckle. Izzy sends his fists flying, knocking Leon upside the head over and over again, finally ending the combo with a quick elbow right under his jaw. He then grabs his arm and turns, throwing him into the ropes. Lonewolf comes flying back and Izzy goes for a boot, but Leon takes him down with a double leg take down. He quickly moves behind Izzy and locks in a Heel Hook. He wrenches back as Izzy screams out in pain and the referee checks on him.
DM: Leon's got the submission! Izzy better not tap if he wants that hundred grand!
Danielle slides into the ring and charges at Leon, she leaps into the air and sends her legs out, nailing Leon in the face with a front facing dropkick. Lonewolf releases the hold and goes down as Izzy lies there in agony. Danielle gets up to her feet but Draven is in the ring behind her. Draven runs up behind Danielle and locks his arms around her waist. He brings Danielle back and drops to one knee, locking in the Dragon Sleeper. He's torquing on the surgically repaired neck of "The Lethal Latina". Izzy is now up to his feet and quickly runs towards Draven... and hits him with a big boot to the face, probably knocking him out cold here.
DM: So far, Team Lethality has had each others backs here! Danielle broke up a submission that Izzy was locked in, and Izzy did the same!
SS: This isn't a tag team match, guys!
DM: Oh be quiet! Nobody wanted your input anyways!
Lonewolf is up now and goes for Izzy. He brings his boot up and slams it into Izzy's gut. He then grabs him around the head and nails a quick snap suplex. Lonewolf hooks the leg quickly and going for the first cover of the match...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Kickout by PCW's first ever double champion!
SS: Izzy's not going to go down that easily, even if he is a stupid big lumberjack!
DM: Oh IZZY...
SS: NO!
DM: You're the one bad mouthing him, you asshole!
Danielle and Lonewolf get up to their feet and begin swinging away at each other in the middle of the ring. Danielle delivers a well placed kick to the right cheek of Leon Lonewolf... but "The Honorable Demon" follows up with a hard right to Danielle's head. Lonewolf goes for a clothesline, but Danielle leaps up... and hits him with a Hurricanrana that sends Leon to the turnbuckle. Danielle gets back to her feet and runs up to Lonewolf... and a dropkick to the back of the head.
DM: Danielle's got a lot of fury in her! She's packing an extra punch or her in her step!
SS: She's been drinking the pissed off juice ever since she came back two and a half months ago! Like I told you already, she's lost her fucking marbles and she is not going back to the Danielle of old!
DM: I still think there's a slight chance, but you may be right! This newer and more aggressive side of Danielle could be here to stay!
Danielle gets to her feet and looks at the carnage with a smirk on her face, but she quickly gets a lariat to the neck by Draven Logan Kennedy and Danielle goes down. Draven now picks up Danielle and hooks his arms around her waist. He lifts her up and goes for a German Suplex, but Danielle struggles and fights her way out of the maneuver. Draven turns around, and gets hit with a Step up enzuigiri to the face. Danielle hooks the leg for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Leon Lonewolf breaks up the fall! Lonewolf grabs Danielle by the head and lifts her up into a Butterfly Suplex. He gets back up and starts to stomp away on Danielle. Danielle grabs Lonewolf's foot and flips him over so that he lands on his stomach to the mat. Danielle now gets back to a vertical base. Draven also gets back up, but he eats a huge spinebuster from Israel Steele. Izzy and Danielle nod their heads and begin working together against Lonewolf, stomping away at him.
DM: Again, Danielle Lopez and Israel Steele are working together! The two Team Lethality members are putting a hurting on their opposition!
SS: Stupid fucking idiots! Fight each other!
They continue to stomp on Lonewolf before Izzy brings him up. Danielle starts delivering a few well placed martial arts kicks to the ribs before Izzy and Danielle hook him up in position... and hit him with a double suplex. The two Team Lethality members pose for the crowd who explodes with cheers. However, that's short lived as Draven is up and attacks Izzy from behind. Danielle turns around and goes for a kick, but Draven ducks it and hits her with an inverted backbreaker. Draven immediately hooks the leg for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Danielle kicks out at two! Draven is frustrated and starts pounding at the mat before getting up to his feet. However, Lonewolf is back to his feet and begins a brawl with Draven. Draven starts to fight back and the crowd is booing the 2010 Heel of the Year. Draven goes for a suplex over the ropes, but Lonewolf lands on his feet on the apron. However, Israel Steele gets back to his feet and hits a shoulderblock to Lonewolf that causes him to land back first into the barricade. Draven goes for him, but Izzy backbody drops him over the ropes. Izzy goes out of the ring and begins to brawl with the duo. During this, Danielle gets back to her feet and sees the maylay between her three fellow PCW Hall of Famer's. Danielle stomps on the mat, then whips herself off the ropes. She comes back off the rebound and then leaps over the ropes...
DM: CORKSCREW SUICIDE PLANCHA ONTO ALL THREE MEN! WOW!
SS: And it was all right in front of us to boot! Look at the carnage! Fucking amazing!
Danielle gets back up and slaps hands with the fans before bringing Lonewolf back up and sliding him into the ring. She looks around before getting on the ring apron. She leaps to the center of the ropes... and hits Leon with the Springboard 450 Splash. She immediately goes for the cover...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
Draven comes in and breaks up the fall, preventing Danielle from winning the match. However, that's short-lived as Izzy gets back in the ring and attacks Draven from behind. Danielle gets back up and joins her teammate in attacking DLK. The Team Lethality teammates are executing kicks and punches on Draven. Danielle holds Draven in position... only for Izzy to hit him with the Bicycle kick.
DM: The teamwork is really effective here! Danielle and Izzy have a plan and it's working to perfection!
SS: They're trying to take everybody out, but then it will leave just them! What will happen then?
DM: The goal is to have a Team Lethality member win! I don't think they give a rats ass which one of those two wins, just as long as the great Team Lethality walks out with the W!
Danielle grabs the legs of Draven and goes to lock it in... LATINA SPICE! Danielle has Draven locked in the Modified figure four leglock! But wait, Izzy's also going to the ground and he locks in the Arm-trap triangle choke. Two submissions on Draven locked in at the same time and he's not looking too good.
SS: I hope these morons know that they can't win the match this way!
DM: Does it look like they care? NO! Now shut up!
Draven is in a really bad way here and he can't do much about it. Luckily for him though, Leon Lonewolf is up and he breaks the submission hold by executing an elbow drop to Danielle's mid-section. Danielle rolls over and Leon starts to stomp on her. However, that's short lived as Izzy gets up and attacks Leon from behind. Lonewolf can feel the pain and Izzy grabs him by the throat and lifts him up...
DM: Chokeslam! What a chokeslam from Israel Steele!
SS: DAMMIT! Somebody stop him!
DM: Izzy's going for the pin! This could do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: No dice! Leon kicks out at two!
SS: I don't want these Team Lethality idiots to win!
DM: I don't want you to commentate at this table anymore, but we don't get everything we want in this world!
Izzy takes a moment to catch his breath before getting back to his feet. He gets Leon up and whips him hard into the turnbuckle. He runs in... and NAILS him with a big splash into the corner. Leon slumps down to the mat. Before Izzy could turn around, Draven attacks him from behind and sends him to a corner where he begins punching him with fury. Referee Larry Smith interjects himself into this so Izzy doesn't get too badly hurt to where he can't defend himself. Draven stops and argues with him before backing away, but that doesn't last long as she runs up to Izzy and kicks him in the face with her boot.
DM: Draven's got complete control in this one!
SS: It's much better than Team Lethality having the upperhand right now!
DM: Whom I think both Danielle and Izzy are the favorites here!
SS: If ya say so!
Draven smirks and the crowd boos. Draven flips them off which gets an even more negative reaction from them. He gets Izzy back to his feet and starts connecting with about five right hands before connecting with a sixth... but Izzy fires back with one of his own and the crowd is cheering. The two longtime rivals are unloading with strikes. Draven tries for another one, but Izzy blocks it and kicks Draven in the ribs before picking him up and hoisting him on his shoulders...
DM: RUNNING POWERSLAM! ISRAEL STEELE WITH THE POWERSLAM TO DRAVEN!
SS: SHIT! This ain't good!
DM: For Draven it's not! Izzy gets him back up and has his hands clasped around the throat... DEATH DROP! HE PLANTS HIM DOWN WITH THE DEATH DROP!
SS: NOOOOOOOOOO!
DM: Izzy with the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR----NO!!!!
DM: Leon Lonewolf intervened just in time to break up the fall and save this match up!
SS: Thank god! At least Team Lethality still can't win this one!
DM: It's not over yet, fatty!
Draven rolls out of the ring and Lonewolf starts stomping on Izzy. But Izzy's showing some serious heart and determination by fighting back with lefts and rights of his own. Lonewolf is staggering a bit and Izzy goes for the Blairkick... but Lonewolf catches his foot and turns Izzy around before running up to him... and nailing him with the Sleeperslam.
DM: Nice move there by Leon Lonewolf!
SS: Come on, Lonefag! I hate you, but fucking eliminate Israel Steele!
Lonewolf now flexes his thumb, index, and middle finger in the shape of a claw as he signals for the Lionheart. Izzy begins to stir and Lonewolf kicks him in the gut and places him in position. He lifts him up and drives him down to the mat...
DM: LIONHEART! Lonewolf with the Falling Powerbomb to Israel Steele!
SS: Oh yeah! This is good!
Lonewolf celebrates to the cheers from the fans, but Danielle Lopez is up to her feet, springs off the ropes... and nails him in the face with the Springboard Potential Brain Damage. Danielle is down to a knee as she starts to recover from the damage she endured in the match.
DM: Danielle getting her wind back in her here!
Lonewolf lays there on the mat and Danielle picks Leon up and goes for Da Xtreme Knockout... but Leon evades it by hitting Danielle with the Northern Lights Suplex to counter it. Immediately after, Leon hits the far ropes... Leg Drop! A leg drop by Leon Lonewolf off the rebound. Lonewolf brings Danielle back to her feet and forces her against the ropes. She delivers a knee to the gut... and a second before delivering a big boot to the face of "The Lethal Latina"
DM: And just like that, Lonewolf is back in control!
SS: God dammit, come on, I don't ask for anything out of your stupid ass, Leon! Fucking win!
Lonewolf brings Danielle back to her feet. He forces Danielle into the corner and runs up to her... LARIAT! Lonewolf immediately backs off as Danielle rests dazed in the corner. Momo rushes in once more... BIG SPASH! Lonewolf hits the far ropes as Danielle stumbles out... BIG BOOT!!! NO!!! Danielle rolls under. Lonewolf rushes at Danielle again, and he's brought to the mat with a drop toe hold. Danielle brings Lonewolf to his feet and steps out to the apron. She sets Lonewolf up in position for a Seated Senton, but Lonewolf catches her. Lonewolf then tries to turn it into a Lionheart... but Danielle begins to hit Lonewolf in the face repeatedly, before finding enough strength from within to hit him with a Hurricanrana to send him into the ropes.
DM: Great counter by Danielle! Hurricanrana to send Leon into the ropes!
SS: SHIT! This is not good!
While Danielle and Lonewolf are down, Izzy and Draven are battling one another with Draven getting the upperhand over his longtime rival... until a video pops up on the PremiumTron 5000 and Derek Jacobs has Logan unable to fight back and a weedeater in his hand.
DM: HOLY SHIT! That's a fucking weedeater!
SS: DAMN! That's extreme! But purely awesome!
Draven becomes angry and storms to the back as Izzy is down. Back to the match, Danielle gets to her feet waits for Lonewolf to get up to his feet. Once Lonewolf is up, Danielle goes to charge for him... THE LETHAL CURSE! NO! Lonewolf evades it. Danielle turns around and Lonewolf tries for the Lionheart once more, but Danielle manages to get out of it by punching Lonewolf repeatedly and turning it into a seated senton. Lonewolf gets back up, only for Danielle to get her foot up and go for it...
DM: POTENTIAL BRAIN DAMAGE! RIGHT TO THE SKULL AND DOWN GOES LEON LONEWOLF!
SS: FUCK! SOMEBODY PREVENT THIS BITCH FROM WINNING!
DM: Izzy's down and Draven has gone to the back in search of Derek Jacobs! And Danielle has the cover! This should do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLE LOPEZ!!!
"Still I Rise" by Shadows Fall hits and the crowd goes insane as Danielle is handed the case full of $100,000 dollars and raises it in the air to more cheers from the LA crowd.
DM: Danielle with the victory here tonight and she is one hundred thousand dollars richer!
SS: Why did Team Lethality have to win the match? WHY?!
DM: Because she's a good competitor! Why do you ask stupid questions?
Danielle celebrates with her briefcase and then grabs a microphone. Once her music dies down, she begins to speak.
Danielle Lopez: I tell you. This is one of my more gratifying victories I have ever had. One hundred thousand dollars on the line in a retro match... and I did it.
The crowd cheers loudly.
Danielle Lopez: On Twitter, I stated I know what I would do with all of this money once I won it. And I still stand by that. Let's just say... you the people benefit the most.
The crowd cheers even louder.
SS: NO! DAMMIT NO!
DM: Shut up, Taint!
Danielle Lopez: I'm giving the money to each and every PCW fan who continues to support us through and through. You guys continue to pay our salaries, and I figure, it's time to do something for all of you. I will be at Battle Finale Axxess in my hometown of San Diego, and I will give fans portions of the money there. Thank...
As she was about to finish, she is blindsided from behind by Reyna Carter, who is welding a steel chair in her hand.
DM: Reyna Carter with the attack and that's just wrong!
SS: YES! She's doing the right thing! Keep at it!
Reyna raises the chair... and continues her attack on Danielle. Smashing her in the back repeatedly with the chair. She waits for Danielle to get up, and she's slowly doing so but the pain and anguish is visible. Once Danielle is up, Reyna swings the chair forward... and SMASHES Danielle in the skull with the chair to bring her down.
DM: Dammit! Right in the head and Danielle is down!
SS: This is great! I'm loving it!
Reyna drops the chair and bows to the crowd which gets her a ton of boos. She brings Danielle up, who is about lifeless at this point and time. She leaves her there for a moment before going for it...
DM: INFERIORITY COMPLEX! Reyna hit Danielle with the Inferiority Complex!
SS: WOOO! Down goes Danielle, DOWN GOES DANIELLE!
Reyna looks at a laid out Danielle and smiles before taking the briefcase of one hundred thousand dollars and leaving.
DM: She can't take that! That's not hers!
SS: Well she just did! Reyna is standing tall and Danielle is not!
Reyna rolls her eyes at the fans booing her as she walks up the ramp. She stands at the top of it and raises the briefcase in the air to huge boos from the crowd before walking to the back and from there, we go to commercial break.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:51:42 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! The crowd cheers.‘Carmina Burana’ by Carl Orff hits the speakers and the arena lights blast to stark white! Smith Jones appears at the top of the ramp with the PCW #BroadcastChampionship belt locked safely around his waist and a dark scowl carved into his visage. He pauses on the stage and surveys the partisan crowd that is firmly in the corner of their well-known hero, Syn. Jones tries not to let that bother him. He stands strong and uses his index finger to draw an ‘X’ across his chest. He strides confidently down to ringside. He mounts the steps and wipes his feet on the apron and enters the ring, taking centre. He calls for his white microphone and Jimmy Wilkes throws it into the ring. Smith catches it and flashes a crooked smile.Smith Jones: I think it’s so cute that Syn and Z are making plans to hang out for the #summerof2013, long walks in the park and the like, but you’d better keep your fucking head up and see the coming threat. I’m Smith Jones and I’m imminent!!!!!! The last thing you should do is look past me at the summer or even at Battle Finale!!! Look at me, Syn. LOOK AT ME!!!!! The moment has arrived when I prove that I’m truly unstoppable! This may be just another match to you, man, but this is quite literally the BIGGEST match of my career!!!!! Beating you tonight means I’ve finally broken through the glass ceiling and crossed into uncharted territory. And speaking of uncharted territory, Brian Stryker, you think you can put your filthy hands on my pristine belt and not pay the price for it? Watch this match and see your own future. He growls into the handheld camera lens.Smith: This contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 229 pounds, I’m the Premium Championship Wrestling #BroadcastChampion, the mean mean man, Smith Jones!!!!!!!! And tonight I will beat your Syn in yet another match-of-the-night performance! I’m gonna beat the man who’s gonna beat the World Champion. I’m gonna show you all that the power of #Broadcast rules The World. And I’m gonna do it right fucking now. He slides out of the ring and tosses the microphone at Jimmy. Smith removes the #BroadcastTitle from around his waist and sets it on the timekeeper’s table. He rolls back into the ring and looks at the ramp.Smith: Come. Smith stands there and looks up the ramp as Jimmy gets ready to announce his opponent.Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent! Duality hits, and the lights go off in the arena, signaling the arrival of Syn. They come up moments later, and Syn is sitting down indian style on The Announce Table. He smirks darkly, before he jumps off and walks over to the steel steps, then enters the ring.Jimmy Wilkes: In the ring, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 216 pounds... SYN!!! He calmly removes his trench coat and hands it to a stage hand, before he walks over to a corner and climbs to the top turbuckle, sitting down as he waits for the match to begin.*DING! DING! DING!*The match begins, and Syn locks up with Smith. Smith gets the upperhand, and locks in a head lock. Syn refuses to give up, so Smith puts more pressure on the hold, but Syn still refuses to give up, backs Smith into the ropes, and sends him into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Smith runs back at Syn, and Syn catches him with a dropkick, he then lifts Smith to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before locking in a cross armbar. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on te hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Syn releases the hold, lifts Smith to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a half nelson suplex, he then waits for Smith to get to his feet. Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Syn runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before turning Smith over, and locking in a Camel clutch. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and Syn eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Smith back to his feet again, and locking in a arm wrench. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn delivers a elbow to the left arm, and puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, so Syn delivers another elbow the the left arm, delivers a kick to the midsection, releases the hold, and connects with a DDT, he then waits for Smith to get to his feet. Smith gets to his hands and knees, and Syn runs into the ropes, runs back at Syn, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head before locking in a half boston crab. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Syn releases the hold, lifts Smith to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with Insanity's Edge before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*DM: And Smith Jones kicks out at the count of two! SS: Fuck! I don't know who to root for! The great Smith Jones or Syn! DM: I'm rooting for Syn! He's the lesser of two evils here! Syn lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Smith reverses it into a snap suplex, he then lifts Syn to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about seven stomps, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly DDT before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then kneels down, and begins choking Syn, forcing the ref to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Smith releases the hold, lifts Syn to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about five stomps, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before connecting with a elbow drop to the chest, he then lifts Syn back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before delivering a stomp to the midsection causing Syn to sit up holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Syn, and connects with a running knee strike to the face before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about ten stomps, he then lifts Syn to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before kneeling down, and choking Syn, forcing the ref to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Smith releases the hold, lifts Syn to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Syn back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Syn to his feet, and connects with a piledriver before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*DM: Now it's Syn who kicks out at the count of two! Smith lifts Syn to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Syn fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Smith. Smith turns around, and Syn connects with a enzuigiri, he then waits for Smith to get to his feet, Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Syn connects with a dropkick. Smith gets back to his feet, and Syn delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before lifting Smith to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a neckbreaker, he then begins delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about eleven stomps before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about eight stomps, he then locks in the Cloverleaf! Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, so Syn puts even more pressure on the hold, but Smith STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Syn releases the hold, lifts Smith to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a tiger suplex before delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about twelve stomps, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, and connects with a suplex before turning Smith over, and locking in a armbar. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!SS: Syn's gotta release the hold if he wants to win, which he won't! DM: I don't think he gives a rats ass, Taint! Syn releases the hold before five, and begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about seven stomps, he then lifts Smith to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about five stomps, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before turning Smith over, and locking in a ground head lock. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Syn releases the hold, lifts Smith to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver, he then waits for Smith to get back to his feet. Smith eventually gets back to his feet, and Syn runs into one of the turnbuckles, and connects with the Whisper in the Wind before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: NO! Smith kicked out in just the nick of time! SS: YES! I mean... fuck it, YES! Syn locks in a rear chin lock. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, he then delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about nine stomps, he then lifts Syn to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before lifting Syn back to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then lifts Syn back to his feet again, and connects with a half nelson suplex before kneeling down, and choking Syn, forcing the ref to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Smith releases the hold, lifts Syn to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about ten stomps, he then lifts Syn back to his feet again, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the chest, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before lifting Syn to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, and connects with a snap suplex before lifting Syn back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then waits for Syn to get to his feet. Syn gets to his hands and knees, and Smith runs into the ropes, runs back at Syn, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before lifting Syn to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Syn to get back to his feet. Syn eventually gets back to his feet, and Smith leaps off, and connects with a diving axe handle before lifting Syn to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about seven stomps before lifting Syn to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a neckbreaker before lifting Syn back to his feet again, and connecting with Take It Home! He then drags Syn to the middle of the ring before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: And this time, Smith Jones gets the near fall! SS: CHEAP! Fucking cheap! That was a three! DM: No it wasn't! Smith waits for Syn to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Syn eventually gets to his feet, and Smith goes for a clothesline, but Syn ducks, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Smith back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a tiger suplex, he then locks in the Cloverleaf! Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, so Syn puts even more pressure on the hold, but Smith STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He almost gets there, but Syn releases the hold, drags Smith back to the middle of the ring, turns him over, and locks the hold back in. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, so Syn puts even more pressure on the hold, but Smith STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Syn releases the hold, lifts Smith to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with a suplex, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Smith to get back to his feet. Smith eventually gets back to his feet, and Syn leaps off, and connects with a diving crossbody before locking in a cross armbar. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Syn refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Syn releases the hold, and begins delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about twelve stomps, he then lifts Smith to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a neckbreaker before lifting Smith back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before locking in a surfboard stretch. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and Syn eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, gets behind him, and locks in a Octopus stretch. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, but Smith still refuses to give up, and eventually falls back, turning the hold into a pin attempt.ONE!!!
TWO!!! *Syn releases the hold*Syn lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, and locks in a arm wrench. Smith refuses to give up, so Syn puts more pressure on the hold, and delivers a elbow to the arm, but Smith still refuses to give up, so Syn delivers another elbow to the arm, delivers a kick to the midsection, releases the hold, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about twelve stomps, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a half nelson suplex before waiting for Smith to get to his feet. Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Syn tuns into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then delivers a kick to the midsection causing Smith to sit up holding his stomach in pain before running into the ropes, running back at Smith, and connecting with a running dropkick to the face, he then connects with Twisted Thrills before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: Smith with another kickout! Incredible! SS: These two are throwing everything at each other! Syn lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for the Killing Joke!!! NO!!! Smith fights out of it, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Syn to his feet, delivering another kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about nine stomps before lifting Syn back to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then lifts Syn back to his feet again, and connects with a suplex before lifting Syn to his feet, and connecting with another backbreaker, he then kneels down, and begins choking Syn, forcing the ref to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Smith releases the hold, lifts Syn to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before lifting Syn back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, he then lifts Syn to his feet, and connects with a suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about seven stomps, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Syn back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a Tiger suplex, he then lifts Syn to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before kneeling down, and choking Syn, forcing the ref to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Smith releases the hold, lifts Syn to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, delivers another kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about ten stomps, he then lifts Syn back to his feet again, and connects with a suplex before lifting Syn to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, he then connects with a elbow drop to the chest before lifting Syn back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Syn to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: Syn kicks out once more! SS: Can this fucking ref learn to count? God damn! DM: He knows how to count! I can't say the same for your pathetic ass! Smith lifts Syn to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam, he then lifts Syn back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before locking in The System!DM: There's the submission! Smith Jones has The System locked in on Syn! SS: Make 'em tap! Synnykinz needs to tap out! DM: How about I call Syn over here and tell him what you just called him? Just so he can smack the living shit out of you! SS: I'll pass! DM: Of course you will, ya coward! Syn refuses to give up, so Smith puts more pressure on the hold, but Syn still refuses to give up, so Smith puts even more pressure on the hold, but Syn STILL refuses to give up, so Smith puts even MORE pressure on the hold, but Syn STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Smith refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!Smith releases the hold, lifts Syn to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Syn fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Smith. Smith turns around, and Syn delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Descent into Madness before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... SYN!!! "Duality" by Slipknot hits and the crowd cheers as Syn is declared the winner.DM: Syn with the victory heading into the biggest pay-per-view of the year! SS: Dammit! I wanted Smith to win! DM: Well too bad! You didn't get what you want! Syn wins, Smith lost... DEAL WITH IT! SS: Hmmph! Syn rolls out of the ring and walks to the back while Smith Jones clutches at the Broadcast Championship and mouths off "good match, Syn. We'll meet again" before rolling out of the ring and walking up the ramp himself. From there, we go to commercial break.**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:52:13 GMT -5
We come back from the break and we're backstage where Draven Logan Kennedy is searching frantically.
Draven: COME ON, JACOBS! WHERE ARE YOU AND WHERE'S LOGAN?!
The lights turn off in the hallway and then turn back on again, leaving Draven even more pissed.
Draven: MOTHER FUCKER!
Draven starts to search once more and knocks things down in the process. He also shoves a various amount of backstage personnel out of the way until he opens up a door. He sees nobody in there and looks around before walking inside and closing the door behind him. He walks around until he stands there and pauses as he sees Logan tied up on a cross with his back exposed.
Draven: LOGAN!
But before Draven can walk any further, Derek Jacobs appears with a weedeater in his hand and a smirk on his face. Draven has the look of anger on his face.
Draven: Let him go.
Derek Jacobs: Fuck you!
Draven: I said LET HIM GO!
Derek Jacobs: And I said FUCK YOU! I'm not going to let him go. He's going to suffer, much in the same way you made Mya Denton suffer, you heartless fucking prick.
Draven stands there and is not happy one bit. Derek smirks and allows Draven to speak.
Draven: What do you want out of all of this?
Derek Jacobs: Simple. You and I in a submission match at Battle Finale III?
Draven looks around and nods.
Draven: Fine you got it. Now let Logan go?
Derek Jacobs: Let me think about it... NO!
Derek turns on the weedeater and starts applying it to Logan's back, and Logan screams in huge pain as Draven has to unfortunately watch one of his good friends get beaten with the weedeater. We go back to ringside where a shocked Desiree Miles and Shannon Saint look on.
DM: That was... wow! I'm absolutely shocked!
SS: A fuckin' weedeater? That's insane! Just completely insane!
DM: And now, the two of them will do battle in a submission match! But that was an interesting way to propose the match!
SS: Sometimes you do shit to get what you want! In this case, Jacobs did it with a weedeater... and it proved to be effective!
DM: Well to shift back to the show! Let's send it to Jimmy Wilkes to introduce the combatants of our next match up!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
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 his opponent!
The lights go out for a moment, "I Hate Everything About You" by Three Days Grace hits the sound system, a weird purple light fills the arena, and out comes TJ Parks to a good ammount of cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Winchester, Kentucky, weighing in at 230 pounds. He is a member of Team Lethality... "THE PURPLE DRAGON"... TJ PARKS!!!
He has a twisted smirk on his face, he ignores the fans, and wastes no time making his way to the ring, once he gets to the ring, he rolls his eyes before walking up the steps, and getting in the ring, he then steps on a near by turnbuckle, and stares around at the fans, he then steps off, and waits for the match to begin.
*DING! DING! DING!*
SS: Damn. This is going to be a great match. One of the best submission wrestlers in the world, and my favourite member of Team Lethality, TJ Parks going one on one with the the PCW Platinum champion, the great Jerry Matthews. I like both of these guys, Desiree, but unfortunately I'm going to have to pull for Jerry due to the fact that TJ is a member of that awful stable.
The match begins, and Jerry locks up with TJ. TJ gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then turns Jerry over, and locks in the Purple and Black armbreaker!
DM: That didn't take long! TJ with the submission!
SS: He is my favorite member of that rogue group, Team Lethality!
DM: Fat ass! Who's your least favorite?
SS: That's a good question! I hate Danielle, I hate retard and I certainly don't like you! Why?
DM: Because we at Team Lethality sure as shit don't like you, shit head!
Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so TJ puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, so TJ puts even MORE pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and eventually turns over, and reverses the pressure forcing TJ to release the hold, he then lifts TJ to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches, he then lifts TJ back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before delivering a elbow drop to the chest, he then lifts TJ back to his feet again, and connects with a scoop slam before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eight punches, he then lifts TJ to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting TJ back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts TJ back to his feet again, and connects with a Samoan drop before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: TJ kicks out at two!
SS: YES! I mean... no! I don't know!
DM: FLIP FLOPPER!
SS: AM NOT!
Jerry lifts TJ to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but TJ reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Jerry gets to his feet, and TJ connects with a enzuigiri, he then waits for Jerry to get back to his feet. Jerry gets to his hands and knees, and TJ runs into the ropes, runs back at Jerry, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head before locking in a cross armbar. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to break the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
SS: BREAK THE HOLD!
DM: Who in the hell are you rooting for here?
SS: ...
TJ releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before turning Jerry over, and locking in a armbar. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TJ releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with a suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a neckbreaker before locking in a surfboard stretch. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and TJ eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before locking in a half boston crab. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
DM: And once more, TJ utilizes the five count!
TJ releases the hold, and waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and TJ connects with a Superkick before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
SS: FUCK!!! I was hoping TJ got the win there.
DM: I thought you said you were pulling for Jerry?
SS: Nope. I don't support anyone who is against hot Lesbians making out!
DM: You have been supporting Jerry this whole fucking feud!
SS: No I haven't! GO REAPER!!! GO TEAM LESBIAN!!!
DM: Yeah right. *sarcasm* At Battle Finale when Jerry defends the PCW Platinum championship against Reaper. You're going to be kissing Jerry's ass again.
SS: .................
TJ lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Jerry reverses it into a suplex of his own before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about twelve punches, he then lifts TJ to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts TJ back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting TJ back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then waits for TJ to get to his feet. TJ gets to his hands and knees, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at TJ, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before lifting TJ to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then delivers a elbow drop to the chest before lifting TJ back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts TJ back to his feet again, delivers another kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, he then turns TJ over, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches before lifting TJ to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then lifts TJ back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before delivering a stomp to the midsection causing TJ to sit up holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at TJ, and connects with a running knee strike to the face before connecting with a elbow drop to the chest, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for TJ to get to his feet. TJ eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry leaps off, and connects with the Angel's Flight before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: It's going to take more than that to keep the Purple Dragon down!
DM: We at Team Lethality still hate your fat ass by the way, ya fuckin' flip flopper!
Jerry lifts TJ to his feet, gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but TJ fights out of it by doing a back flip, lands on his feet behind Jerry, and connects with a Russian leg sweep, he then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about ten stomps before locking in the Figure Four leg lock! Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so TJ puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
DM: And TJ releases the hold before the count of five!
SS: He didn't do anything wrong!
DM: For god's sake! You don't like any Team Lethality member! Stop being a fake fucking bitch and just be real, ya fat slob!
TJ releases the hold, and waits for Jerry to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and TJ connects with a kick to the head before waiting for Jerry to get back to his feet. Jerry eventually gets back to his feet, and TJ runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before locking in a cross armbreaker. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TJ releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before turning Jerry over, and locking in the Crossface! Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so TJ puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!![/i]
TJ releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering a stomp to the midsection causing Jerry to sit up holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Jerry, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before lifting Jerry to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then goes out to the apron, springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard headbutt before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: And Matthews kicks out!
SS: Dammit! Come on, TJ! Get it in gear!
TJ locks in a rear chin lock. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, he then delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before waiting for TJ to get to his feet. TJ eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry connects with a clothesline. TJ gets back to his feet, and Jerry connects with another clothesline. TJ gets back to his feet again, and Jerry connects with a suplex, he then begins delivering stomps to the head. He connects with about eight stomps before lifting TJ to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts TJ back to his feet, delivers another kick to the midsection, and connects with another DDT before turning TJ over, kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about fourteen punches, he then lifts TJ back to his feet again, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting TJ to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then connects with a leg drop before lifting TJ back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts TJ back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting TJ to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches before lifting TJ back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts TJ back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts TJ to his feet, and connects with the Hammer of God before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Now TJ kicks out!
SS: NO... I mean, YES! HE KICKED OUT!
DM: There's something seriously wrong with you! More so than usual!
Jerry lifts TJ to his feet, and goes for the Savior's Wrath! NO!!! TJ fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Jerry, and connects with a neckbreaker before turning Jerry over, and locking in a armbar. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He almost gets to the ropes, but TJ releases the hold, drags Jerry back to the middle of the ring, turns him over, and locks in a cross armbar. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TJ releases the hold, and waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and TJ connects with a enzuigiri, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Jerry back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then turns Jerry over, and locks in the Ankle lock! Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so TJ puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but TJ refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TJ releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, he then begins delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about twelve stomps before lifting Jerry back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before lifting Jerry back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, he then turns Jerry over, and locks in a Camel clutch. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and TJ eventually loses his grip and releases the hold before lifting Jerry to his feet, getting behind him, and locking in a Octopus stretch. Jerry refuses to give up, so TJ puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and falls back, turning the hold into a pin attempt.
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *TJ releases the hold*
TJ waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and TJ runs into one of the turnbuckles, and connects with the Whisper in the Wind before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
TJ lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for a irish whip, but Jerry reverses it into a irish whip of his own, and TJ runs into the ropes, runs back at Jerry, and Jerry catches him with a clothesline before lifting him to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts TJ back to his feet, and connects with the Holy Vendetta before going for the pin!
SS: YES!!! Jerry hits TJ with the Holy Vendetta! This match is over!
DM: You were just now pulling for TJ, idiot.
SS: No I wasn't! I said I like TJ, but I'm pulling for Jerry because he is a man of God just like I am!
DM: You are a fucking moron, Taint! A complete and total fucking moron!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match up by pinfall. The PCW Platinum Champion... "THE EVANGELIST"... JERRY MATTHEWS!!!
"Long Black Train" by Josh Turner hits and the crowd boos as Jerry Matthews gets his hand raised in victory and takes the Platinum title from the referee.
DM: Matthews with the victory and momentum heading into Battle Finale!
SS: He's going to demolish the retard in the No Holds Barred match! Oh it's going to be fantastic!
Matthews and Jeremiah stand in the ring and look at TJ who's slow to get up. They smirk and Deacon smashes TJ in the face with the bible.
DM: What the hell was that for? Totally unnecessary!
SS: Poor TJ! That's gotta hurt!
Matthews and Jeremiah beat down TJ furiously. Deacon gets TJ up and Matthews swings the title forward... and SMACKS him in the face with the PCW Platinum Championship belt. TJ goes down like a sack of potatoes. Deacon and Matthews get TJ back up once more and Matthews places TJ onto his shoulders.
DM: Oh no! They're going for it! Somebody has to stop this!
Just as Matthews is about to go for the Holy Vendetta, Mariah Lopez runs down the ramp with a baseball bat in hand. Matthews drops TJ and bails, but Jeremiah isn't so lucky as Mariah strikes him in the face with the bat. Just as Mariah was about to do more damage, Matthews drags Jeremiah out of the ring and they walk up the ramp. Mariah checks on TJ to make sure he's okay. But it was all a trap as Matthews came back... and smacks Mariah in the back of the head with the PCW Platinum Championship.
DM: DAMMIT! Mariah got smashed in the head for saving TJ!
SS: That's what you get for getting into business that didn't concern you!
Matthews instructs Jeremiah to go outside of the ring which he does and he gets a table from out under the ring before sliding it back in the ring. As Matthews stomps on Mariah, Jeremiah sets up the table and places TJ on it. Once it's all set up and ready to go, Matthews gets Mariah up and places her in a powerbomb position. He gets her up... and DRIVES HER THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A POWERBOMB!
DM: Mariah and TJ have been destroyed by the PCW Platinum Champion... and nobody can help out!
SS: They all went to the hospital to tend to Bella! And in turn, Mariah and TJ were left to fend for themselves, which they failed at mind you!
DM: We're going to have to take our final commercial break! We'll be back after this!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Apr 13, 2013 17:52:35 GMT -5
We come back from the break and "Ten Thousand Fists" by Disturbed hits and the crowd cheers. We have a look around the arena and then pan back to the announce table where Desiree and Saint seat.
DM: Welcome back to Saturday Night Rapture and tonight has been explosive to say the least! But in two weeks time, the BIG ONE will arrive upon us as from Petco Park in San Diego, California. We present to you Battle Finale III!
SS: We've been building towards this show for seemingly forever now, but it's all finally coming to a head in two weeks and I for one am excited!
DM: You're not the only one! So are the fans and our wrestlers in the back! Everybody is amped up for this one!
SS: It only happens once a year and all eyes are on the festivities! We gonna have a good time!
DM: Hell yeah we are, and we have a great main event to present to all of you as Jay Thunder will defend the World Heavyweight Championship against the winner of the Struggle for Power Battlefield, Syn!
SS: This match up has a strange way of coming about! Originally, it was Syn doing everything in his power to send a message that he won't be stopped! But on the March 2nd edition of Rapture, Jay cashed in one of his title shots and won the title after Syn injured the knee of the previous champion! This one's going to be a war!
DM: And in a battle that's surely getting more personal by the moment, Mariano Fernandez and Curtis Wilkes do battle one more time!
SS: These two Hall of Famers know each other very well and have battled against each other with the highest of stakes! But never has it been so personal like this! I can't wait!
DM: If you thought that was personal! Try the Platinum Championship match with Jerry Matthews defending the title against Ryan "the Reaper' Robinson in a Street Fight!
SS: That little storm has been brewing and brewing but it took it's turn earlier tonight when Bella got caught in the fire! To say Reaper will be angry is an understatement! He's going to be fucking pissed and this match up will be made interesting!
DM: We also have the eight person elimination tag team match! Team Baker versus Team Morgan where the winning team will result in who gets the General Manager spot!
SS: James Baker or Morgan Simmons! This one too is personal, it stems from how Morgan has felt about Baker using her for sex back in 2004 and she hasn't rebounded since! This would be the ultimate revenge if Morgan's team can pull off the win!
DM: In more championship action, we will have Smith Jones defending the Broadcast Championship against Brian Stryker and Hano Eiyu in a three way match!
SS: Smith's back is against the wall here! He's got two opponents who want to kill him and take that title away from him! I know Smith will come up with something, but you never know what will happen!
DM: And we renew an old rivalry! The rubber match of this great series that dates back to the PWW days! Talia Skye versus Morgan Simmons! But this time, it's about respect!
SS: Respect and wrestling! They beat the living hell out of Alexis Landry earlier tonight in trying to one up each other! Made for some good TV I admit!
DM: And in more rubber match action! Leon Lonewolf and our GM James Baker will do battle for the third time, this time, in a Falls Count Anywhere Match!
SS: This is going to be brutal! Absolutely fuckin' brutal! Two of the most hardcore guys in the business going at it! Despite them being friends, this is going to be a war!
DM: The tag team titles will be on the line as Da Xtreme Dynasty faces both The Pac and The Princesses of Lethality in a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match!
SS: This is the first time we have had a TLC match under tag team rules, and with three teams in this one, it's going to be chaotic! The richest tag team prize in the business is at stake but only one of these teams can win!
DM: In a battle between a legend and an up and comer! PCW Hall of Famer Danielle Lopez will go up against the young upstart, Reyna Carter!
SS: This is a rematch from March 16th when Reyna was made to submit! Reyna's had a stance against those who have paved the way for her and even called Danielle a has been, despite Danielle being 24 years old! With Danielle being an entirely different person since she returned... this might not end well for Reyna Carter!
DM: And we also have Derek Jacobs versus Draven Logan Kennedy on tap for this one!
SS: Jacobs is in Draven's head! He's been mind fucking him for some time now while Draven is still trying to get back on track!
DM: And last but not least! The fifteenth edition of the Scars of Wrestling Cup! Liam Reilly, William Steele, Konstantine Weylin and LeKKter tha Lunatik will all battle for the cup!
SS: This very well could be the most star-studded Scars of Wrestling Cup in history! Four great talents and the winner gets their first cup! This will open up Battle Finale with a bang for sure!
DM: It will! And up next, our main event match up between Curtis Wilkes and the PCW World Heavyweight Champion, Jay Thunder! Take it away, Jimmy!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is your MAIN EVENT match up of the evening, scheduled for ONE FALL!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The chorus of "Not Listening" hits the P.A system, as the lights turn a dark red. Jay Thunder slowly walks out from behind the curtains, grinning evilly in the direction of the ring. After standing on the stage, looking around the packed arena with most booing but a small section cheering for him.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at 180 pounds. He is the PCW World Heavyweight Champion... "THE DARK HORSE"... JAY THUNDER!!!
He begins his slow walk to the ring area, the PCW World title over his shoulder. Upon arrival, he takes a quick jump-step and slides into the ring, running. He stands up, looking towards the stage, awaiting the bell.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
The heavy bass strokes signal the beginning of "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon and the crowd explodes into cheers as Curtis appears on the stage. He takes his time walking down the aisle, looking over at fans in the front row who are cheering for him.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Sydney, Australia weighing in at 265 pounds. He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame... "THE AUSTRAILIAN 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.
DM: Curtis being cheered? What the fuck?
SS: These people are finally coming around! I knew they weren't fucking stupid!
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! Our main event of the go-home show before Battle Finale III is underway!
SS: Fuck! I'm torn on who to vote for!
DM: Just root for the one who's a tiny bit less of a douche bag!
SS: Good call! I'll root for both!
DM: Ugh! Here's the lock up and Curtis overpowers Jay as he forces him back to the corner! Curtis backs away and a smirk comes across his face before roaring with an elbow to the jaw!
SS: HAHA! Good strategy! I love it!
DM: And so do the fans! The people are still cheering for Curtis, and I don't think it's because he's a good guy! I think it's because they don't like Jay!
SS: They have good taste! He's a great man!
DM: Yeah right! Both men return near the center of the ring here, and Jay with a stiff kick to the side of Curtis' leg... and another... and another! Jay with a boot to the gut, and he whips Curtis in to the ropes! Curtis on the return, and Jay catches him with a spinwheel kick!
SS: Nice move there by the champ!
DM: Jay instantly leaps to the middle rope and flips back with a moonsault! He quickly hits the far ropes after rising back to his feet. Jay on the return... snap leg drop! And he makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Curtis kicks out... what the fuck are you doing over there, Taint?
SS: I'm eating! I got hungry!
DM: No wonder why we call you a fat fuck! Always eating and shit! God damn!
DM: Jay brings Curtis to a seated position! He hits the ropes... on the return... Dropkick! NO!!! Curtis falls back to avoid the contact! Curtis with a waist lock as he bridges up! He spins Jay around and lifts him in a powerbomb position... and he plants him hard on the mat!
SS: Sick 'em, Curtis! Beat him like he stole something!
DM: How about I beat you like you stole something, bitch?
SS: ...
DM: Now shut the fuck up and call the match!
Curtis grabs Jay by the legs and brings him toward the center of the ring. He flips Jay over... and locks him in a Boston crab. Jay is trying with everything he has to hold on as referee Jack Payne checks on him. Jay is screaming in pain as he tries to drag herself toward the bottom rope. He's edging closer... closer... and he has it! Curtis still has the submission hold on and is ignoring Jack Payne's plea to break it. Payne finally gets to counting as Curtis has it synched in tighter and tighter.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
DM: And Curtis releases before the count of five!
SS: Yeah, it was before five so there shouldn't be any bitching and moaning from this idiot referee!
Curtis releases the submission, but not before giving the referee an evil glare. Curtis has Jay with a front facelock, and he brings Jay back to his feet. He lifts Jay high in to the air... but Jay drops back down to a vertical base before raking the eyes. He then places Curtis in position... and he plants him down with a piledriver.
DM: Jay took a shortcut... and it paid off!
SS: Aren't you going to complain about HIM doing it?
DM: When you complain about your boyfriend Curtis doing the same, ya hypocrite!
The crowd starts chanting for "Curtis", but some are also chanting for "Jay Thunder". Jay ignores all of it and drags Curtis to the corner, leaning him against the bottom turnbuckle. Jay makes his way back to the center of the ring, quickly rushes at Curtis... dropkick to the face! Curtis remains slumped in the corner, and Jay drags him out, positioning him. Jay leaps in to the air... Split-legged moonsault! NO!!! Curtis got the knees up, and both men are down.
DM: This has been a rockin' match on a really good show here in LA!
SS: Well what do you expect? This is PCW, and we certainly aren't crap or horrible, that's for damn sure!
DM: I can't wait for Battle Finale and all of the stuff that comes with it! It's going to be INSANE!
Curtis crawls toward the ropes and pulls himself up as Jay slowly returns to his feet. Curtis rushes at Jay... lariat! He picks the champ up with a front facelock, lifts him vertical... and drops him down with the Exploder suplex.
DM: Great move there and now Curtis has the cover here!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Jay Thunder kicks out!
SS: That's garbage! Complete garbage!
DM: You're full of shit!
Curtis brings Jay back to his feet here... and hits him with a boot to the gut. Curtis with the front facelock, possibly looking for the Downward Spiral... but Jay rushes him back first in to the corner. Jay recovers for a moment before leaping into the air... and delivering a knee to the jaw of the former World and Platinum Champion. He grabs Curtis by the arm and whips him to the opposite corner. Jay follows her in... huge lariat in the corner! Curtis stumbles out as Jay backs off before running for him... RUNNING SUPERKICK! NO! Curtis sees it coming and elevates Jay, forcing him face first in to the top turnbuckle.
SS: YES! Back in business, Curt! Back in business!
DM: Curtis hits the far ropes as Jay stumbles out! Jay turns as Curtis returns... BIG BOOT to Jay's jaw! And Jay Thunder wisely rolls out of the ring!
SS: PUSSY!
DM: Really, Taint? How about I call Reyna Carter the all dreaded C word for taking so many shortcuts in a match?
SS: SHE'S BEAUTIFUL, DAMMIT!
DM: I'm sure she is! Curtis makes his way out of the ring as Jack Payne starts the count!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
DM: Curtis has Jay back on him feet and rolls him back in to the ring. He slides back in to the ring after Jay, and he makes the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Jay Thunder again with the kickout!
SS: This is ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! That was a slow count!
DM: Disagreed, fatty! It was a fair count!
Curtis gets Jay to a seated position and applies him in a rear chin lock and Jack Payne begins to check on him. Jay is trying to return to his feet, and he finally does. Curtis quickly switches to a side headlock, and Jay drills him with an elbow to the gut. Curtis stumbles back, and Jay quickly grabs the arm... dropping to his back for a vicious armbreaker. But he's not done as he applies a reverse armbar and Payne now checks on Curtis.
DM: Jay's got the submission cranked on here! Nice armbar!
SS: God dammit! Get out of it, Curt! Get out of it!
Curtis is refusing to give up as he tries to pull himself towards the rope. He's getting closer... and he has it! Jack Payne calls for the break, but Jay keeps it locked in. Payne has no choice but to implement the count.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
SS: RELEASE THE HOLD YOU FUCKING PSYCHO!
FOUR!!!!
DM: And now it's Jay who releases before the count of five!
Jay breaks it up before getting Curtis back to his feet. He lets him stand there before delivering a kick to the calf... and another! Jay with a third kick... but Curtis catches the leg. Curtis quickly takes Jay down with a short-arm lariat. Curtis brings Jay back to his feet and hoists him on to the shoulder. Curtis with a running start... powerslam! NO! Jay gets out of it and rolls Curtis up and is grabbing the pants while doing it...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Now Curtis barely kicks out!
SS: He should have gotten disqualified for that! It's cheating!
DM: Live with it! Curtis cheats so shut the fuck up!
Jay gets back to his feet, but Curtis levels him with a clothesline. He continues the offense as he has Jay back to his feet. Curtis is holding the arm extended and leaps in to the air... and forces his shins against the back of Jay's arm and falls back. Curtis smirks and locks in an overhead key lock.
DM: The champion is in some serious trouble here!
SS: Maybe he'll break that arm and give Syn an easier path towards the World title!
DM: Jay has always been a fighter and that hasn't changed one bit in this match! He'll fight until that bell rings!
Jay is struggling, trying to get to his feet here... and he finally does. He smashes Curtis in the face a few times with the good arm before leaping up... and hitting a hurricanrana to the Hall of Famer. Curtis gets back up but Jay knocks him down with a clothesline. For the third time, Curtis gets up, but Jay gets his leg in front of Curtis'... and hits an Inverted Russian leg sweep.
DM: Jay is on his way to win this match! This is his moment!
SS: Get up Curt! GET UP!
Jay is up to his feet and signatures for the Thunder Driver. Curtis is slow to get up, and he is instantly met with a boot to the gut. Jay goes to lift him on his shoulders and goes for it... THUNDER DRIVER! NO! Curtis somehow gets out of it and almost hits referee Jack Payne. After that delay, Jay turns around, but Curtis capitalizes by hitting Jay with a boot to the gut and hooking him in position for it...
DM: THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL! CURTIS HIT THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL!
SS: YES! HE'S GOING TO DO IT!
DM: Curtis has the leg hooked! This is over!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE AUSSIE PSYCHO"... CURTIS WILKES!!!
"Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon hits and the crowd cheers as Curtis is announced as the winner.
DM: Curtis Wilkes with the victory! Nine straight victories for him!
SS: And he beat the World Champion! He needs a shot at the belt!
DM: This win puts him in that equation! No doubt about that!
Curtis thinks about going out of the ring but instead, he looks down at Jay Thunder and thinks of attacking him instead. Meanwhile, Syn races down the ramp and is in the ring as well. The two of them look at each other and then at Jay. Curtis begins to attack the champion as Syn just stands there and watches, not doing anything about it.
DM: Curtis is attacking Jay... and Syn isn't doing anything about it!
SS: Curtis is sending a message while I'm sure Syn wouldn't mind Jay being softened up for him!
Curtis continues the attack, but the lights go off in the arena and the crowd cheers. When they turn back on, it's Mariano Fernandez who is behind Curtis. Curtis turns around and Mariano strikes him with a right... and another right. Mariano and Curtis start fighting one another. While that is going on, Jay gets up but Syn charges at him and they begin fighting.
DM: Complete and total mayhem out here! Two weeks before Battle Finale and these four are fighting each other!
SS: Complete carnage it is!
The fight between Mariano and Curtis has spilled onto the floor while Jay and Syn are fighting in the ring. Syn goes for a right, but Jay ducks, and takes the shortcut by kicking Syn in the balls. Syn can feel the pain of the kick and Jay takes advantage by picking Syn up on his shoulders and driving him to the mat...
DM: THUNDER DRIVER! Jay with the Thunder Driver to Syn!
SS: That sneaky little bastard... I LOVE IT HAHA!
Meanwhile, Mariano and Curtis are still brawling with one another. Curtis now has the ring bell, but Mariano kicks it into Curtis' skull. A wound has opened up on Curtis' head as blood starts to pour out. Mariano keeps the determination on his face as he runs up to Curtis and goes for it...
DM: SHINING TSUNAMI STRIKE! MARIANO WITH THE SHINING TSUNAMI STRIKE TO CURTIS WILKES! And Curtis has been sent over the barricade and into the crowd!
SS: FUCK! The gnat laid out Curtis! I hope he's okay!
Mariano looks over the barricade and shakes his head. He looks at the ring and Jay also looks at him with the World title in his hand. The two of them nod to each other before Mariano heads to the back and Jay Thunder stands tall with the PCW World Heavyweight Championship in his hand. He raises it to a mixed reaction from the crowd and from there, we...
Fade to Black.
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