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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:19:04 GMT -5
Warning: The following content 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. A man in military combat gear grabs a military style packing crate from out the passanger side of his humvee. The soldier walks a few paces before placing the crate on the ground and speaks to an unknown person who is off screen.Soldier: It's all there, everything you requested, as you requested it. The Soldier awaits for a response. None seems to come although the soldier responds as though receiving a sign of some sort, salutes and returns to his humvee, starting her up he leaves the parking bay. We then fade to the opening where the narrator begins to speak.[It's high and time! The event most fans cannot get enough of! The first three installments of this pay-per-view were highly memorable. From Zack Blaze retaining the ICW Championship over Awesome Cobain and Leon Lonewolf at the first ever Slamathon, to Curtis Wilkes' well known persona Sickboy defeating his fellow Elite stablemate Yoshiru Long to become PCW World Heavyweight Champion, all the way to last year where Michael Morrison defeated Leon Lonewolf to retain the PCW World Heavyweight Championship, Slamathon has had so many memories. And this year's Slamathon will prove to be no exception. It's a reason why fans rate it as one of the three most important pay-per-views for PCW today.
This year at Slamathon IV, we produce a main event for you all that's going to be highly watchable. "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez challenges "The Master of Shadows" Syn for the World Heavyweight Championship in a battle that pits Team Lethality versus The Disciples of Syn. Also, Jerry Matthews defends the Platinum Championship in a Steel Cage against his nemesis, Team Lethality's Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson. Then we have two PCW Hall of Famers go at it as Curtis Wilkes and Leon Lonewolf add another chapter to their storied rivalry. Then, we have Smith Jones and Nightrain doing battle in a Barbed Wire Steel Cage Massacre Ambulance Match. And on top of that, Brian Stryker defends the PCW Broadcast Championship against the red hot undefeated Brytain Montgomery.
Also on tap for Slamathon. Crystal Alvarez, Draven Logan Kennedy and Derek Jacobs look for revenge as they face the Masked Man that has been causing carnage among the three and their friends. Then, the Princesses of Lethality combination of Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson defend the PCW World Tag Team Championships against the legendary Da Xtreme Dynasty. Lekkter tha Lunatik and Sjin Drako do battle in a match between two wrestlers who some fans deem to not be right in the head. Next, Totoya Tatsuya and Mya Denton team up to get revenge against the arrogant duo of Reyna Carter and Angelina Williams in tag team action. Draven Logan Kennedy does double duty as he faces Pride Wrestling's Matt Duvall in one on one competition and in the sixteenth installment of the Scars of Wrestling Cup, SJ Funk, Dante Daevain, "Flawless" Wallace and Viktor Orlov battle for the cup.
This slamming pay-per-view will take place at Santa Ana Star Center in Rio Rancho, New Mexico.
We are PCW and we are proud to present to all of you...]SLAMATHON IV "Ride Of Your Life" by Neurotica blasts throughout the Santa Ana Star Center in Rio Rancho, New Mexico as the sold out crowd of 7,500 fans are all on their feet, electrified. The pyro blasts from the top to the bottom of the stage, going all the way down the ramp into a final blast on the four turnbuckles of the ring. The crowd keeps up the loud cheering, and the cameras browse through them, capturing signs such as "Danielle Lopez = Next World Champion", "Fear Potential Brain Damage", "Smith Jones sucks", "Brytain and Stryker are awesome", "Reyna Carter is a spoiled bitch" and "We want Otaku Gaijin" signs among others. We cut to the announce table, where Desiree Miles opens the broadcast.DM: Hello everybody, and welcome to SLAMATHON IV! Live on pay-per-view from the Santa Ana Star Center in Rio Rancho, New Mexico! I am the Voice of PCW, Desiree Miles, alongside the fat ass himself, Shannon Taint! And we have a star-studded card for you all tonight! SS: Eleven matches to be exact! And all are good matches! Hell, this is PC Fucking W! DM: Damn right this is PC Fucking W! And you won't see action like this anywhere else! SS: That's because you're not going to see main event matches like a Syn versus Danielle Lopez for the World title anywhere else, or Jerry Matthews defending the Platinum Championship against Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson! We also have Curtis Wilkes and Leon Lonewolf doing battle one more time, and a... Barbed Wire Steel Cage Massacre Ambulance Match between Smith Jones and Nightrain! DM: That's crazy as hell! In addition, we have Brian Stryker versus Brytain Montgomery for the PCW Broadcast Championship! The Masked Man goes up against Crystal Alvarez, Derek Jacobs and Draven Logan Kennedy in a three on one match! The Princesses of Lethality defend the tag team titles against Da Xtreme Dynasty! Lekkter tha Lunatik against Sjin Drako! Mi Pi Sexy's Reyna Carter and Angelina Williams face Totoya Tatsuya and Mya Denton! Draven Logan Kennedy and Matt Duvall do battle and of course, we start things off with the sixteenth edition of the Scars of Wrestling Cup between SJ Funk, Dante Daevain, "Flawless" Wallace and Viktor Orlov! SS: All exciting matches indeed! Slamathon is going to be a damn good night! DM: Agreed there! And let's kick this show off with the Scars of Wrestling Cup match! Cut to the ring.Jimmy Wilkes: This is your opening contest for SLAMATHON IV and it is the sixteenth edition of the SCARS OF WRESTLING CUP! The crowd cheers.Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing the special guest referee! He is a co-founder of YouTube Championship Wrestling, and the creator of the Scars of Wrestling Cup... PCW Talent Scout and Ambassador... LEO HAWKINS!!! "Fuel" by Metallica hits and the crowd lets out a cheer. Leo Hawkins enters the arena, and the crowd cheers even more for the creator of this cup. He walks down the ring and slaps hands with the fans before stepping on the steps and steps in-between the ropes to get into the ring. He shakes hands with Jimmy Wilkes and salutes the crowd before taking his place as the referee.Jimmy Wilkes: And now the contestants! The arena lights grow dim, almost completely out, as a guitar beat begins to fill the sound system. A few lights start to flicker. The main drums and guitars kick into the song as pyros light the stage fully. As Nickelbacks “The means War” kicks in fully.Climb into ring, For a battle that you can’t win. Swing as Hard as you can swing, It will still mean nothing.The camera begins to pan throughout the arena, before settling on SJ Funk, in his full military style combat gear. Standing high up in amongst the cheering fans.Jimmy Wilkes: First, making his way to the ring, from Durham, England, weighing in at 268 pounds, He is, The One, The Only, The Original Funksteroo!!! "The Original Showstealer"... S....J..... FUNK!!! Should’ve seen it coming, It had to happen some time, But you went and brought a knife, To an all out gun fight.SJ begins to make his way down the steps towards the ring as the arena lights keep flickering.And the only thing to save, Is the banner that you wave, To be wrapped around your grave.
You’ve gone too far, Who you think you are? Is this what you’ve come for? Well This Means War.SJ hops over the barricade. Moves to the ring then spots the military personnel in the crowd and walks up to them, stopping in front he gives a salute before turning round and slides into the ring, before crouching into the corner.SS: OW MY FUCKING EARS! And Nickelback sucks! DM: Waah you big baby! You shouldn't be such a god damn geezer, Taint! Jimmy Wilkes: And participant number two! The arena lights start completely off, pitch black. After a few short moments, bright white lights shine down upon the stage area in glorious fashion. As "Painting" by Blindside begins to play over the PA system, fire begins to light up along the entrance way ramp and along the stage area and continually burns throughout the entrance. Dante Daevain then makes his appearance from the stage area and looks around the crowd, surveying them.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from The First Heaven, weighing in at 231 pounds... "THE DEVIL HIMSELF"... DANTE DAEVAIN!!! In Dante's right hand is an apple. With a smooth, suave walk he begins to walk down to the ring with a carefree and confident look upon his face. He walks down the ramp before reaching the ring and entering it. The entranceway and stage fire ceases at this time as Dante removes his entrance attire to reveal his wrestling attire. From there, a single white fire blast on all four ring corners happens that light up the area as all the lights then come back to normal.Jimmy Wilkes: And the third participant! Show of Force by Icepick hits over the PA and Viktor walks out shadow boxing. As he walks down the ramp he shadow boxes with fans before rolling into the ring.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Anaheim, California, weighing in at 245 pounds... He is "The Russian Nightmare" VIKTOR ORLOV! Once inside the ring he walks over to one of the corners and shadow boxes some more.Jimmy Wilkes: And the fourth and final participant! "Shoot to Thrill" by ACDC hits the PA system, and out comes "Flawless" Wallace with a mic in his hand, to boos from the crowd. Jimmy Wilkes goes to introduce him for the match, but Wallace cuts him off."Flawless" Wallace: Woah! Hold on there, Wilkes! Before we get this thing started. Most of you idiotic losers might remember me saying that I have an insurance policy for this match, and you're probably wondering exactly what this "insurance policy" Is that I'm talking about. Well. Don't hurt yourself thinking too hard. Because we all know what happens when stupid wrestling fans think too hard. They get headaches! The crowd boos, and Wallace just laughs at them."Flawless" Wallace: Anyways. I think it's time to tell you what my "insurance policy" is. Ladies and morons. Allow me to introduce my new manager, my good friend, and my bro. He is the Assistant General Manager of PCW! Jimmy Gambino! "Psychosocial" by Slipknot hits the PA system, and out comes Jimmy Gambino with a smirk on his face to huge boos from the crowd. He bumps fists with Wallace, and Wallace hands him the mic. Jimmy laughs before speaking.Jimmy Gambino: I know what you people are thinking. "Jimmy. Out of all people. Why are you managing "Flawless" Wallace?" I'll explain in to you idiots! The crowd boos even louder.Jimmy Gambino: SHUT THE HELL UP!!! The crowd only boos louder. Jimmy rolls his eyes, and Wallace takes the mic."Flawless" Wallace: HEY!!! When the Great Gambino is talking! You people keep your dirty mouths shut! Wallace hands the mic back to Jimmy.Jimmy Gambino: Anyways. It's really quite simple. I'm actually the reason this man was signed to PCW. Wallace and I have known eachother since November, and we have been friends ever since, but why the hell wouldn't we be? I mean. Look at us! We both have awesome hair cuts! Wallace nods his head with a smirk on his face.Jimmy Gambino: We both party like rock stars! Hell! Wallace used to be one! Wallace nods again, and mouths the words "That's true.".Jimmy Gambino: But most importantly. We are both REAL! Wallace nods a third time, and the crowd boos even louder.Jimmy Gambino: Hey! You people shouldn't boo Wallace! You should all cheer him! Hell! You should be giving him a standing ovation. Not only is this man a former rock star, but he is the FUTURE of PCW. "Flawless" Wallace is a future Broadcast champion, a future Platinum champion, and most importantly. A future World Heavyweight champion! He is the future of WRESTLING. Show him some fucking respect! The crowd boos, and Wallace takes the mic."Flawless" Wallace: What can we say, Jimmy? Stupid fans will be atupid fans. It's just a part of life I guess. The crowd boos even louder, and Wallace smirks as he hands the mic back to Jimmy.Jimmy Gambino: Alright! Lets get this thing started. Jimmy Wilkes! I want you to introduce "Flawless" Wallace, and you better do it right! Hit his music! "Shoot to Thrill" by ACDC hits the PA system, and "Flawless Wallace and the Assistant General Manager of PCW, Jimmy Gambino begin making their way to the ring.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied to the ring by Jimmy Gambino, from Washington DC, weighing in at 220 pounds... "FLAWLESS"... WALLACE!!! Once they get to the ring. They walk up the steps, and get in the ring before cursing at the crowd, and waiting for the match to begin.*DING! DING! DING!*DM: And here we go! The sixteenth edition of the Scars of Wrestling Cup is underway and so is Slamathon FOUR! SS: HELL YEAH! We're starting this show off right with a little PCW tradition! Let's fucking do it! DM: The competitors sure as hell aren't wasting anytime here as Funk and Dante have already starting exchanging punches with one another, and on the otherside of the ring, Wallace and Viktor are getting it on as well! SS: Chaos early here! DM: Orlov tries for a clothesline, but Wallace ducks it and hits a back suplex to Orlov! Wallace has taken down Viktor Orlov and he quickly goes for a dropkick on Dante, but Dante shoves Funk forward, making him eat the brunt of that dropkick! SS: HA! I loved that! Dante didn't want to take any chances there! DM: Wallace gets back to his feet, but Dante with a right to the face! He then drops him with a quick elbow to the sternum! Dante gets up and Viktor Orlov also regaining balance… Dante knees him right in the stomach, grabs him and drops down... BULLDOG! Good move there for Dante! SS: These four are trying to steal the damn show early! It's fast paced action! DM: You're right about that! And Dante's not wasting any time and going for the pinfall! This could be over before it got started! ONE!!!!
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NO!!!!DM: And Viktor kicks out! Dante's going to have to do more than that to keep the Russian Machine down! SS: USA! USA! USA! DM: That was fucking random! Funk is now back to his feet, but Dante stays on him with a Kitchen sink to the sternum! Funk gets back to his feet and Dante runs up to Funk who's just now getting to his feet... DDT! And Funk's head bounces off the mat! SS: And that's not all! Dante rolls out of the ring and looks underneath the ring! This is where all the fun is at! DM: What the fuck does he plan on bringing to the ring? SS: Anything he damn well pleases! Look at that, there's a steel chair... and a trash can with multiple weapons inside... and a BARBED WIRE TABLE! What a fucking lunatic! DM: Lunatic is right! Although I'm not surprised because this is the same man who carries around that god damn barbed wire midget around everywhere he goes! SS: Well Dante now has the weapons all inside the ring. He has a hold of the chair and Viktor is getting up… BAM! Nails him right in the skull with that chair! DM: That looked painful from sitting right here! SS: It's not more painful than having to sit through a television show that's ran by a dumb mother fucker and he decides to play as nine different personalities, all the while giving himself the titles! DM: Good point! Dante is now turning his focus to Wallace with the chair, but Funk has the trash can... and nails him from behind with it! SS: Dammit! Dante's patience running out! He turns around... and gets nailed with it again! Dante to the ground, and Funk jumps… LEG DROP WITH THE TRASH CAN! Dante was crushed there! DM: This is bowling shoe ugly! Dante's been beaten like Nicky did on the tenth season of the Bad Girls Club! SS: Hn? DM: It's a reality television show with hot women! SS: SOLD! DM: You're a pig! Funk is up, and Wallace jumps up... and hits him with a jumping Complete shot to bring Funk down to the ground! Wallace now climbs to the top as he's full of adrenaline! He dives off... and hits Funk with an elbow to the heart! However, Dante is back in the fray and kicks Wallace in the gut... before hitting him with a Belly to Belly suplex to take him down! SS: I like this version of Dante! No nonsense, no fucking around, none of those stupid fucking jokes he's doing with The Pac! He's taking this seriously and I think he'll go far if he does that! DM: It's certainly a possibility! He could be a Broadcast Championship contender in months if he'd keep it up! SS: See, my observations are good! DM: Pfffft! Yeah... sure they are! Dante now slides out of the ring and grabs a barbed wire bat before sliding back into the ring! SS: He wants to punish anybody with a weapon! I love it! DM: Viktor Orlov is getting to his feet and Dante swings the bat... and the barbed wire connects to Orlov's flesh! SS: Eeeek! That's painful! Very very painful shit! DM: Dante raises the bat up again... and hits Viktor in the spine with it! He drops it down and kicks it out of the ring before getting Viktor back to his feet, kicks him in the gut and goes for it... FALL OF MAN! Right to the mat Viktor goes! SS: Good night Irene! Viktor's time in this thing is damn near done! DM: Yeah! Wallace is back up and... MIC CHECK! FROM OUT OF NOWHERE, AND DANTE WASN'T EXPECTING A THING! SS: HA! That was brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! And he has the cover! ONE!!!!
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THREE!!!!Jimmy Wilkes: Viktor Orlov has been eliminated from the match! SS: Jumping giraffes! We have an elimination! DM: Umm... Taint! Giraffes don't jump! They barely move at a decent pace as it is! Wallace smirks before getting back to his feet. He raises his arm which gets a smattering amount of boos from the crowd. However, Dante is back up and attacks him from behind in response to getting the pinfall stolen from him. Dante out of anger, starts stomping on Wallace repeatedly. Dante lets go but Funk grabs him in position... and goes for the F-Bone Suplex! NO! Dante hits him in the side of the head with a few elbows before dropping him down to the mat with a DDT!DM: Very impressive counter by Dante! SS: He's shown a different side of him and he's being more ruthless! I can say I like it! DM: If he can sustain it for the duration of the match, he has a good chance of winning! Funk gets back to his feet, but Dante delivers a dropkick to him to take him back down. Dante follows up with an elbow drop to the sternum to keep him there. He now concentrates back on Wallace who's just now coming to his senses. Dante grabs him by the arm and whips him to a corner. Dante runs in after him... NO! Wallace moves out of the way and immediately grabs Dante... Russian Leg Sweep! Wallace hit it nicely and he goes for the cover.ONE!!!!
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NO!!!!DM: Dante gets his foot on the ropes just before the referee's hand could go down for the three! SS: Great ring awareness there by Dante! He knows what's at stake and I'm sure Wallace isn't too happy about it! DM: Of course he's not because he felt he would have had the match there! SS: I feel the same way! Jimmy Gambino is going to be great for him! DM: Yeah... surrrrrre! Just like how a second stint of Jose the Pretend Man in the wrestling world would do well too, right? SS: Oh come on! Anything's better than that! Geez! DM: That's true... and that's also goes for your horrible commentating skills! Wallace gets back up to his feet and he flips off the crowd which gets him even more boos from this crowd. Wallace starts toying with Dante a little bit before getting him back to a vertical base. He kicks Dante in the gut and signals for it. He takes his time before beginning to go for it... FLAWLESSER! NO! Dante got out of it and pushes Wallace forward. Wallace turns around and goes for a lariat... but Wallace ducks it. Wallace turns back around, only to have Dante kick him in the gut before going for it...DM: FALL OF MAN! He hits it for the second time in this match! SS: Damn! I was really enjoying Wallace in this match! But it looks like he's done here! DM: We have a cover by Dante Daevain! ONE!!!!
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THREE!!!!Jimmy Wilkes: "Flawless" Wallace has been eliminated from the match! DM: And we are now down to two! Dante Daevain and SJ Funk! SS: Ah! It's been a damn good contest so far to start off this great pay-per-view! And we get two great athletes to close it out! This is going to be great! DM: Funk and Dante are exchanging punches! Dante with a left... while Funk fires back with a right. Back and forth these two athletes go! Dante however goes low with a thumb to the eye, and follows up with a clothesline to take Funk down! SS: It's not cheating if there are no DQ's! DM: Dante now going to the ground... STEP OVER FACE LOCK! Dante has the submission! Could he do it?! SS: This would be awesome if he did! Funk's not looking too good right now! DM: As unfortunate as this is, I agree with you! Leo Hawkins is now grabbing Funk's hands! This might as well be it! Leo lifts Funk's arm and it falls to the mat.ONE!!!!Leo lifts it again and it falls for a second time.TWO!!!!After the second time, Leo lifts it for a third, but Funk starts to show some life in him as the crowd is getting behind him. Funk rams his elbows into Dante's gut a few times to create some separation. Funk bounces off the ropes and runs toward Dante... Clothesline! Dante gets back up, but the same result occurs as Funk hits another clothesline. Funk is all fired up and Dante gets back up... and Funk hits him with a Spinebuster to take him down.DM: The Funkster is doing it! The Funkster is getting back into it! SS: SHIT! Come on, Dante! DM: Funk goes to the top turnbuckle and leaps off... DIVING SPLASH! What a splash by SJ Funk and we have a cover here! This could be it?! ONE!!!!
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THR---NO!!!!DM: So close, but Dante kicks out at the very last second! SS: He's still alive! This is a good sign! DM: For now, but you have to wonder how much longer can Dante last? SS: He doesn't care for you! He will do all of this for himself! DM: That wasn't the question, moron! Oh forget it, you're a lost cause! Funk gets back to his feet, and drags Dante back to his. Funk kicks Dante in the gut and sets him up... THE FUNK-U!!! NO!!! Dante spins out of it. Dante goes up behind Funk and sets him up for it... LAST LOOK TO HEAVEN!!! "The Devil Himself" nailed it and has the cover almost immediately...ONE!!!!
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THR---NO!!!!SS: For fucks sake, just stay down! DM: We all know that is not going to happen! SJ Funk is one of the most resilient stars on the PCW roster! He'll come back from anything and he's going to fight until the very end! Dante sighs before getting Funk back to his feet. He hits him with a few rights and lefts before kicking Funk in the gut and placing him in position... FALL OF MAN! NO! Funk starts elbowing Dante in the back of the head with his right arm to get out of it. He soon gets behind him... FUNK DROP! Funk hits Dante with the Funk Drop. But he's not done yet as he gets Dante back to his feet, kicks him in the gut and goes for it...DM: O.F.D.! ONE FUNKIN' DRIVER! HE NAILED IT! SS: SHIT! That one didn't look good for Dante! DM: Of course it didn't, and Funk has the cover! This might be it! ONE!!!!
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THREE!!!!*DING! DING! DING!*Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the sixteenth Scars of Wrestling Cup match by pinfall... SJ FUNK!!! DM: So SJ celebrates the victory tonight, the latest Scars of Wrestling Cup winner. SS: But it looks like his celebrations are about to be cut short. Here comes Stevie Fabulous and Jesse Wright of Toxic. DM: I’m guessing Simmons isn’t happy that SJ made it to Slamathon never mind win the match. Both Stevie and Jesse enter the ring and rush SJ. Although SJ is on the middle rope he seemingly knows of the presence and has the presence of mind to backflip over the on rushing pair. As Jesse turns to face SJ first, SJ delivers a very strong hard right hand to the Jesse’s jar causing an instant knockout.DM: HAHA, you shouldn’t mess with a guy who is former Spec Ops and a boxer to boot. SS: I think we may need some help out here for Jesse Wright. That was a sickening right hand. Stevie turned towards SJ just in time to see the right hand that knocked out Jesse, this causes Stevie to hesitate, leaving the opening that SJ needs. SJ goes on the attack delivering a hard right to the solar plexis of Stevie, knocking him back into the turnbuckle. SJ runs in delivering a sharp elbow to the side of Stevie’s head. Followed by a second. SJ then strongly whips Stevie into the corner as he takes a few steps forward he is met by a strong clothesline from the on rushing Funk.DM: For all SJ’s just come out of a war, it looks like he’s still willing and able to fight. SS: That’s the one thing with SJ, he’s got a good engine and a high pain threshold. I think sending these two out were the wrong move from Toxic. SJ picks Stevie up and nails a strong powerbomb. Just as Jesse is starting to recover. SJ notices this and runs up to Jesse delivering a knee to the side of the head before picking him up and whipping him into the turnbuckle. SJ turns back to Stevie, lifting him to the feet he whips him into the opposite corner to Jesse. SJ then turns running full out clotheslining Jesse in the corner, SJ is not done as he quickly does the same thing to Stevie. SJ then whips Stevie strongly into the opposite corner where a strong meeting between the pair of Toxic Members causes Stevie to stumble a pace or two and fall back. Jesse however falls forward head first into Stevie’s nether-region.SS: Oh, dammit, I felt that. DM: There’s nothing worse to a man than a shot to the balls. SJ is still not done, walking up, he grabs hold of Jesse’s hair and pulls him up slightly. Before pounding his head into the private region of Stevie, not once, not twice, not even three times. SJ continues for a few times. Stevie rolls away in agony, as SJ exits the ring. Looking underneath he pulls out a table wrapped in barbed-wire.DM: And here’s one he left there earlier. Not satisfied SJ pulls out a second table wrapped in barbed-wire.SS: I never understand why someone just leaves so much hardware under a ring. Thank god health and safety don’t come round this place too often. SJ throws both tables into the ring before setting them both up in opposite corners. After setting the second, he is attacked from behind by Jesse, the least injured of the two. SJ however just aims a back kick right into the inside of Jesse’s right knee, causing it to buckle and giving him a few seconds to capitalise. SJ grabs Jesse in a crossface chickenwing hold, linking his hands to cut off Jesse’s air before picking him into the air spinning and twisting in the air to bring Jesse crashing down through the table into an innovative Chickenwing TKO style driver.SS: What the hell was that? DM: Some sort of crossface chickenwing into a cutter driver, another thing about the Funkster. He is an innovator of moves. SS: Yes, but he’s not finished. SJ Climbs to his feet and calmly walks over to where Stevie is just getting to his feet although leaning over the table. SJ showing no emotion on his face grabs Stevie in a crossface chickenwing hold, before lifting him into the air, twisting to slam Stevie down through the other table.DM: And there it is, that innovative move with no name, and SJ has just destroyed two Toxic members, even though it was them who came here to attack SJ. SS: But don’t think SJ is going to get away lightly. Toxic will no doubt look to get revenge. SJ looks to the two downed foes, shaking his head at their stupid attempt at an attack before leaving the ring.DM: Funk outsmarted Toxic's members just now, not like it was all too difficult! SS: They should have picked a different time to do it! This week, Funk expected it! Not for nothing, but you're not going to get somebody twice in a row! That rarely happens! DM: Indeed so! But right now, let's cut backstage to Monica Garcia who is standing by! The camera pans to Monica Garcia, who is standing in the interview area with a microphone in her hand.Monica Garcia: Thank you guys. I am standing by with a woman who will challenge Syn for the World Heavyweight Championship later tonight. None other than "The Lethal Latina" herself, Danielle Lopez. The camera pans to Danielle, who is in her ring gear and a hoodie over it with the hood over her head. She stands there and the crowd cheers loudly.Monica Garcia: Tonight's the night, Danielle, this is a big night. Danielle Lopez: It is. Without question this is the biggest night of my career and the opportunity to become the next PCW World Heavyweight Champion stands in front of me. Right in my lap. I have been through so much bullshit and I have been passed over for opportunities at the title far more times than I would like, but I know what I have to do to get the job done. Monica Garcia: How will you go about that? Danielle Lopez: By any means necessary. No, I will not utilize underhanded tactics. I might be more ruthless in the ring but I still adhere to the no cheating rule. But I will pull out all the stops in the match. I'm a fighter, always have been, always will be and as the old saying goes, it's not the size of the dog in the fight... it's the size of the fight in the dog and I have more than enough of it to help me. I know it's not going to be easy but to be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way. I like the form of a challenge by a great opponent. It makes winning that gold all the more sweeter and beating a great competitor like Syn will be just that. Monica Garcia: Are there any nervousness seeing as how this is your first shot at the title that has eluded you your entire career? Danielle Lopez: There's always a form of it. I'm more amped than nervous. I got over the pre match jitters weeks ago. Almost everyday on Twitter, I have been more hyped than ever and the fact that it's not too long away, the anticipation is through the roof. Monica Garcia: Would a win by you and Reaper tonight cement Team Lethality's position as the top group in Premium Championship Wrestling? Danielle Lopez: Absolutely. Having damn near all the championships in this company would only solidify our status. Team Lethality is already THE premier group in PCW. I don't see any other group having the success in multiple divisions like we have done, and not to mention, Team Lethality possess the BEST wrestlers in the fucking world. No question about it. We don't spout off imaginary bullshit about there being a completely new era of professional wrestling, and we certainly are not here to change anything like other "groups" before us and currently floating somewhere in this company. No, we are here to achieve our life long goals. Nothing has really changed from the day this stable formed. Monica Garcia: Any last words? Danielle Lopez: Yes. In matches ten and eleven, you will see Team Lethality members walk in as challengers and by the end of those respective matches... you will see the two Team Lethality members emerge from the carnage... as champions. Reaper will become the next PCW Platinum Champion while I get the preverbial monkey off my back and become the NEW PCW World Heavyweight Champion. Why the sudden confidence? Because I can feel it, I sense it and I know it's going to happen. Just a few short hours. Get ready, because Team Lethality is going to kick your asses. And in the words of a wonderful man... Believe that! Welcome to the world of Lethality! Danielle smiles and then walks away as the camera pans back to ringside.SS: She's arrogant! It's disgusting! DM: What on earth are you talking about? She has confidence, she believes in herself and Reaper! She believes Team Lethality will have nearly all the gold and to be honest, I believe in it too! More often than not, Danielle has gotten the job done! Her record in PCW speaks for itself! SS: I think Syn will beat her and retain the title! DM: Well we'll find that out later tonight! In the meantime, let's take it to Jimmy Wilkes to announce the competitors of our next contest!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:19:47 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!!
"I Came to Play" by Downstait blasts throughout the arena as Draven comes out with his wife in his arms. She lets go of Draven's arm as he starts flexing his muscles. As he puts his arms above his head, a loud crack resonates throughout the arena as pyros behind him ignite. Draven grabs Alice's hand and starts walking down the aisle.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first, from London, Ohio! Weighing in at two hundred sixty pounds...DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!!!
Draven taunts the crowd as he walks down the aisle. He stops right beside the apron and flips the fans off. He slides in under the ropes and runs over to the turnbuckle. He flips everyone off again before climbing to the top rope. He stands on top of the turnbuckle and does a back flip landing on his feet as his music fades out.
DM: DLK looks ready to go here tonight, Taint!
SS: He may not have respect for anyone or anything, but you can't take anything away from his ability to wrestle in that ring!
"Ogre's Theme" plays through the arena, and Matt Duvall emerges on to the stage. He stops at the ramp and flexes his muscles. He throws a few shadow-punches before walking down the aisle still throwing punches.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Trenton, New Jersey! Weighing in at two hundred fifty pounds...”THE WILDCARD” MATT DUVALL!!!
Duvall walks around to the steps and jogs up them, walks along the apron, and then turns to face the crowd as he holds on to the top rope. He stares out to the crowd and scowls at them before turning back to face the ring and vaulting over the top rope. Duvall walks to the center of the ring and throws some more punches, before heading to the corner and waiting as his music fades out.
DM: What a showdown this is going to be at Slamathon.
SS: DLK is a veteran in this company, so it'll be interesting to see how Duvall counteracts DLK's experience.
The referee calls for the opening bell.
DING! DING! DING!
DM: We have the opening bell, and this match is underway! Collar-and-elbow tie-up to start this match off, and DLK quickly takes advantage with a well-placed knee to the gut. DLK with a right, and another right! Duvall stumbles back.
DLK hits the far ropes. He rebounds with a clothesline, but Duvall ducks it! Duvall with a hard kick to DLK's side. And another hard kick to the side!
DM: Duvall with a kick to the back of the knee, and DLK drops to one knee! Duvall with a vicious kick to the side of DLK's skull, and DLK collapses to the mat!
SS: This kid is just brutal, Desiree!
DM: Duvall rolls DLK on to his back and mounts him. Hard right, hard left! Forearm shot! Another! And the referee pulls Duvall off of DLK!
SS: Those forearm shots looked painful!
DM: Duvall brings DLK back to his feet and whips him hard in to the corner. Duvall rushes in...hard knee lift! Duvall again with a series of brutal forearm shots to DLK, this time in the corner! And again the referee has to pull Duvall off!
SS: This kid is looking to make a statement here tonight! If he can beat a seasoned veteran at Slamathon, you better believe that all eyes will be on him!
DM: Duvall rushes at DLK, but DLK gets the boots up! Duvall stumbles back as DLK lifts himself to the middle turnbuckle. DLK dives off...European uppercut!
DLK quickly brings Duvall back to his feet with a front facelock. DLK lifts Duvall vertical, and he drops him face first with a sitout front suplex! DLK rolls Duvall on to his back and lifts him to a seated position. He places his knee in to Duvall's back and pulls back on his arms!
DM: DLK with a submission here!
SS: Duvall started off like a house of fire, but the veteran has took it upon himself to slow down the pace of this match!
DM: Duvall is in pain here as DLK applies the pressure. Duvall struggles, but makes it to his feet as DLK still has a hold of his arms.
SS: Getting to his feet takes some of the pressure off of his back though.
DM: Duvall breaks an arm free and quickly spins himself around to face DLK. Duvall with an arm drag, and he has DLK on the mat. Duvall locks in an arm bar...and he delivers another vicious forearm to DLK's skull!
SS: Duvall's focus has been solely on DLK's head here tonight! Excellent strategy!
DM: Duvall brings DLK back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. DLK off the rebound, and Duvall plants him with a Samoan drop!
Duvall hits the ropes and rebounds with a perfect leg drop! He hits the ropes a second time and delivers another perfect leg drop! Duvall brings DLK back to his feet and lifts him to his shoulder.
DM: Duvall has DLK on his shoulder, possibly looking for Wild and Dangerous! DLK squirms and falls behind on to the apron. Duvall turns to DLK, and DLK buries the shoulder in to the gut! Duvall stumbles back as DLK prepares to slingshot himself...
DLK starts to slingshot, but he's met with a vicious running forearm to the head, launching him to the outside, crashing hard in to the front of the announcer's table!
SS: JESUS CHRIST! DLK just crashed hard in to our table out here...and it looks like Duvall is going to take advantage!
Duvall climbs out of the ring and makes his way over to DLK. He picks DLK up and drags him over to the side of the ring. He holds DLK up against the ring post.
DM: Duvall with another forearm...NO!!! DLK moved! Duvall is in extreme pain as he just hit the ring post full force with his forearm! DLK grabs Duvall's arm and wraps it around the ring post.
SS: Almost a rear hammerlock here around the ring post!
DM: DLK with a knee to the forearm! And another! And a third! He finally releases the arm.
SS: The referee is trying to get both men back in to the ring as Duvall stumbles away from DLK.
DM: Duvall slides back in to the ring as DLK climbs up to the apron. Duvall gets back to his feet, and DLK grabs Duvall's arm. DLK drops to the floor, ringing Duvall's arm on that top rope!
SS: DLK has switched all of his focus on that arm! Considering the vicious forearm shots from earlier, this is a great move from DLK.
DM: DLK climbs on to the apron as Duvall turns to face him. DLK with a springboard...overcastle neckbreaker!
SS: Great move from DLK!
DM: Indeed! And here's the cover!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
DM: NO! Duvall kicks out!
SS: Duvall showing a little resiliency here!
DM: DLK quick to go on the attack as he...no! Duvall with a kick to DLK's skull as DLK attempted to pick him up! DLK stumbles back as Duvall gets to his feet. Duvall with a boot to the gut. Duvall with a front facelock and he hooks the leg...
DLK breaks Duvall's grip for the fisherman's suplex. Duvall releases DLK and pushes him off in to the ropes. DLK rebounds and Duvall lifts him high in to the air...
SS: MY GOD! Duvall with a devastating roundhouse to DLK's skull while DLK was still in the air!
DM: What a move by Duvall! And he's quick to picks DLK back up, dragging him over to the corner. Duvall lifts DLK to the top rope.
Duvall climbs out to the apron and climbs. He grabs DLK and positions him on his shoulder before stepping up to the top turnbuckle.
SS: This could be good, Desiree! It looks like Duvall is going for Wild and Dangerous from the top rope! You'd have to believe that if he hits this, the match WILL be over!
DM: DLK in serious trouble here! Duvall dives off the top...COUNTER! DLK counters Wild and Dangerous in mid-air with the Death Note! How impressive was that!
SS: Very! The only problem is that Duvall was able to roll out to the apron!
DM: Duvall using the ropes, and he leans against the middle rope to take a rest as DLK has made it back to his feet. DLK rushes at Duvall...big boot to the face, and Duvall is launched back first in to the barricade!
SS: WOW! That was a vicious boot to the face!
DM: DLK taunting the crowd here as he waits for Duvall to get to his feet. Duvall using the barricade to pull himself back up as DLK rushes toward the ropes. DLK with a suicide dive...and Duvall moves!!!
SS: DLK just crashed head first in to the barricade outside!
Duvall brings DLK to his feet and drives him back first in to the barricade. He spins him around and drives him back first in to the ring apron before rolling DLK back in to the ring. Duvall follows him in. Duvall brings DLK back to his feet and applies a front facelock. He hooks the leg and takes DLK over with a fisherman's suplex!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
DM: DLK kicks out!
SS: You have to give an assist to the injured forearm of Duvall. He couldn't get as good of a grip on that suplex as he wanted.
DM: Duvall wasting little time here as he brings DLK back to his feet. Duvall with a kick to the gut, forcing DLK to hunch over. Duvall hits the far ropes...front flip...UNBELIEVABLE!!!
SS: DLK has just countered an attempt at the Matt Attack with a powerbomb lift...and he plants Duvall with a sitout powerbomb!
DM: That was incredible! As Duvall went for the front flip, DLK timed it perfectly to lift Duvall for that powerbomb!
SS: He should be going for the pin here though, Desiree!
DM: DLK is laying in wait. Duvall is slowly starting to stir, and he's trying to make it back to his feet. DLK leaps up...DEATH NOTE...NO! Duvall pushes DLK off in to the ropes! DLK on the rebound, and he nails Duvall with a boot to the chest!
SS: Look at this! DLK with the front facelock...DRAVENPLEX!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
DM: Duvall kicks out!
SS: I think the most impressive thing about Duvall is the fact that he's hanging in there so well with a man who has been with this company since the beginning!
DM: DLK is back to his feet. He picks Duvall up, and Duvall pushes DLK off, stumbling back in to the corner! DLK rushes...knee lift! DLK with a vicious knee to the jaw of Duvall!
SS: I think Duvall may be out of it!
DM: DLK stumbles back toward the center of the ring. He rushes at Duvall for a shoulder to the gut...NO! Duvall lifted himself to the top rope, and DLK rams shoulder first in to the post!
SS: DLK is in extreme pain as he stumbles out holding his shoulder, still hunched over!
DM: Duvall with a front flip from the top rope...MATT ATTACK!!! Duvall nails the Matt Attack! And he quickly makes the cover, hooking the leg!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner...”THE WILDCARD” MATT DUVALL!!!
The referee raises Duvall's arm in victory as “Ogre's Theme” hits the arena.
SS: What an impressive victory from this young man! If people weren't paying attention to him before, I can guarantee that they are now!
DM: This is what Slamathon is all about, Taint! Great showing by both men, and an incredible victory for Matt Duvall here tonight!
Duvall poses for the crowd as the referee checks on DLK.
DM: Can't take anything away from Draven! Although he lost again at Slamathon, he did put on a good match!
SS: He has one more shot to get that win in the three on one match up later tonight!
DM: Very true! That...
Desiree is interrupted as "Sail" by Awolnation hits the speakers and the arena goes stark white. Smith Jones wastes no time coming out on stage carrying his favourite white microphone. He’s dressed in blue jeans and a gray T-shirt that says ‘:15’ on the front of it in black lettering with a large white ‘X’ overtop of the whole thing. He walks halfway down the ramp and then stops. He looks at the fans on his left. It’s one of those random pockets of drunk twenty-somethings who like to cheer heels. Three of them wear white shirts with ‘Putrid’ written on the first one, ‘Human’ on the second, and ‘Trash’ on the third shirt. They chant ‘mean mean man’ over and over, independently of the rest of the booing crowd. He looks at the fans on his right. Bitterly angry young kids, a brother and sister of about ten years old, screaming and spitting hatred at Smith. Jones watches them throw a massive fit. His face twists into a crooked scowl. These kids are ravenous and hateful and it’s all directed at him! He strides confidently down to ringside and mounts the steps. He quickly wipes his feet on the apron and takes centre, looking out into the crowd. He turns slowly in the ring and looks out in all directions, studying as many faces as he can in such a short space of time. He looks at the white microphone in his hand and then raises it to his lips. He speaks.
Smith: There are no words harsh enough to describe the visceral rage I feel as I look across your dim faces right now.
Crowd: Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
Smith: Yes, yes, I know. Boo, as always. Tell me a new one. Listen, this Fifteen Seconds of Fame thing… I might have to cancel it. I’ve been combing the PCW fanbase in search of just one lucky fan worthy of the chance to come up here and tell the world what you think of me. Lemme tell ya, the pool is not very deep. Heck, just look around you! Who would you pick out of this slovenly assortment of people? I’m not confident that there is anyone in this building intelligent enough to warrant the airtime. Perhaps I should just leave the ring right now.
Crowd: You’re an asshole! Clap! Clap! Clap, clap, clap! You’re an asshole! Clap! Clap! Clap, clap, clap!
Smith: Fine. Fuck! I choose… YOU! Security, let him hop the barricade.
He points at a random teenager in the third row at ringside wearing a Danielle Lopez shirt. All eyes go to the young man as his face begins to go bright red. He then explodes with excitement and runs towards the ring. He clumsily climbs over the retaining wall and awkwardly lumbers up the ring steps. He almost steps into the ring before remembering to wipe his feet on the apron. He gets into the ring and walks cautiously over to Smith Jones.
Jones looks him up and down. The kid is a little on the plump side. He’s dressed in green runners, dark purple skinny jeans, that Danielle Lopez tee I mentioned, large spacers in his ears, and many piercings including but not limited to his ears, eyebrows, nose, cheek, and tongue. His dirty blond hair is a Beiber / 1D hybrid and he has a tattoo of a… it’s a peace sign wrapped in barbed wire on his forearm. Smith hadn’t noticed that when he chose him. Jones gets right up into this kid’s grill and breathes his intentionally rotten breath all over the boy. The kid’s feet remain planted as he leans away from Smith.
Smith: That tattoo… That’s a nice tattoo.
Fan: Thanks.
He very, very quickly pulls the microphone away from the kid’s face.
Smith: Ever been called ugly, fat, and stupid on international television before?
The kid stares at Jones with an angry pout. Smith chuckles a bit.
Smith: I figure a pierced up teenager with a tattoo of a barbed wire wrapped peace sign is gonna have some eloquent shit to say to the world. You’re probably politically minded with a comfortable command of the language and an arsenal of angry commentary to heave my way. I’ve given you one whole week to think about what you’re going to say to me in this moment. You even made sure to wipe your feet on the way in – good for you! Now, let me lay this out for you, kid. When I hand you this mic, the PremiumTron will count down fifteen seconds. Once that time has expired, you will politely hand me back the microphone and promptly vacate this ring!!! I’ve been clear. Let’s have fifteen seconds up on the tron… good. Now, before I hand over the microphone, allow me to give you a brief history of my PCW career. My very first Premium match took place on the October 27th, 2012, episode of Rapture on a rainy night at Centre Bell in Montréal, Québec, Canada, against Ryan ‘The Reaper’ Robinson, a match that I…
The kid grabs the mic from Smith!
Fan: Yeah, we get it, Smith Jones!!! We get that you’ve won all these really super-important matches and you’re the best thing since sliced bread in the ring and you’re unstoppable and you’re the mean mean man… blah, blah, blah… Nobody gives a fuck about you and you’re going to die bitter and alone with nothing but your impressive win/loss record at night to suck your tiny little--
Smith grabs the microphone back from the kid and points at the tron. The clock now reads zero. The kid is fuming! The crowd cheeeeeeeeers for their fifteen-second hero! The kid smiles at their reaction. Jones puts his hand on the kid’s shoulder, but the kid moves away angrily.
Smith: Gimme fifteen!!!!!!
The fifteen second clock re-appears on the PremiumTron.
Smith: Kid, you’re nothing but another piece of shit failure in the making without the foresight to recognize that there is nothing in this life for you!!! Your impossible dreams of becoming a playwright or a lawyer or a pop star are going to come crashing down around you one day leaving you in a pile of ruin the size of your gelatinous ass!!!!!
:00
Smith: Now, get the fuck outta here!!!!!!!!!!
The kid is still angry, but now mixed with sadness that could turn into tears by the time he gets back to his seat. Jones looks into the main camera.
Smith: This kid just got a small dose of what Nightrain will get later tonight! Everyone thinks they want to get into the ring with ME until it actually happens. That’s when the pit of your stomach starts to feel heavy and your hands shake just a little. Your heart rate increases and your nostrils flare. It’s that feeling of knowing that something is about to happen to you that you cannot control. The Barbed Wire Steel Cage Massacre Ambulance Match is now an inevitable reality. Tonight, Nightrain, you and I will walk through HELL to make a statement to the world that says I will endure!!!! And one of us, just like this punk kid did here, will walk out of Slamathon IV knowing that we threw everything we had into this match and still didn’t get the job done… and we will both have the scars, physical and emotional, to remind us of the things we will learn about each other and about ourselves later on tonight! I'm done being afraid of what is to come. I'm ready for this match tonight. I'm Smith Jones and I'm right here. Hashtag, Toronto4BattleFinale!!!!
‘Sail’ by Awolnation plays and Smith Jones drops the white microphone in the ring. He heads up the entrance ramp and walks straight out of the arena without looking back. He exits.
Suddenly, he is being pushed backwards through the entrance by Nightrain!!!!! It’s Nightrain!!!!!! Train has his hand locked around the throat of Smith Jones!!! Jones’ face is bright red! Train backs Smith to the edge of the stage!!!
DM: Nightrain’s gonna chokeslam Smith Jones off the stage!!!
SS: Tuck your head, Smith! Brace for impact!!!!
Train hoists Smith up above his head! Jones manages to slip out of the move and land on his feet behind Nightrain! Smith charges at Nightrain! Train sidesteps and Smith almost runs right off the edge of the stage! Smith turns to face Nightrain. Nightrain lunges for another chokeslam, but Smith jumps off the stage and lands safely on his feet. He runs out into the crowd as Nightrain watches him from the entrance stage.
Crowd: Train is gonna kill you! Train is gonna kill you! Train is gonna kill you! Train is gonna kill you!
DM: Looks like Nightrain can’t wait to get his hands on Smith Jones!!!
SS: He’ll get his fifteen minutes or so of fame later tonight in what should be a brutal and bloody match!!!
DM: That unusual match will in fact be brutal! No question about it!
We cut to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is ready to announce the competitors of our next Slamathon match up.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:20:35 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing team number...
Jimmy is soon cut off by the voice of Angelina Williams who gets a lot of boos from the crowd.
Angelina Williams: Uhhh, no Jimmy, just NO! This is the time for people of high importance to enter. Now get the hell out of OUR ring and sit your unglamorous ass down in that uncomfortable chair you common people always sit in. Matter of fact, you don't get to announce matches that Mi Pi Sexy is competing in because you're not deserving to do so. You're an ugly person. Now scram pessant.
Jimmy gets out of the ring and Kelly Hampton smiles as Angelina begins to speak once more.
Angelina Williams: Kelly, if you don't mind, would you love to announce us.
Kelly Hampton: I would be honored hun.
DM: Ugh! So pompous!
SS: I agree with Angelina! Jimmy Wilkes is ugly and doesn't deserve to announce such beautiful ladies!
DM: You act like you're something special, and you're an ugly fucking duckling, fat ass!
Kelly walks down the ramp and puts her hands up to ignore the "ugly people". She grabs a microphone before stepping into the ring. She stands in the middle of the ring as Angelina gets back behind the curtain.
Kelly Hampton: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing the first team. Being accompanied by the greatest make up artist of all time, Derek Saunders, both hail from the great country of Canada. They are the Queens of Glamor, Fashion and style. The ever so fabulous "Fallen Angel" Angelina Williams, and the woman who has made more waves in her first four months as a wrestler than most can in a lifetime. She is the REAL Glamor Queen and your Pride Wrestling European-Canadian Champion. The one, the only...REYNA CARTER! Together we are...MI PI SEXY!!!
"Puppets on a String (with Lyrics)" by Dale Oliver hits and the crowd boos loudly. Derek Saunders comes out first, and then Reyna and Angelina come out and the crowd's hatred for the duo only intensifies. Reyna stands there with the PW European-Canadian Championship around her waist while Angelina slides underneath her legs. Derek stands there with a smile on his face and the wand and ugly stick in his hands while Kelly is in the ring and smiles while clapping for her two BFF's.
DM: This is sickening! I think I'm going to hurl at this display!
SS: I could watch this all day! And they're generous people! I love Mi Pi Sexy! They're going to be the next Tag Team Champions of the World!
DM: Oh don't make me sick with that asinine statement!
After Angelina gets to her feet, her and Reyna pose on the ramp for a few seconds. Reyna and Angelina each link arms and make their way down the ramp while Derek follows them with the same arrogance that Reyna and Angelina have. The crowd reaches toward them, attempting to touch, but Derek threatens to hit them with the ugly stick. They step onto the apron and they tease stopping to shake their asses, but instead, they put their hands up and roll their eyes at the "pervertedness" they see from the male fans. They get in the ring and Derek is also in the ring. All four members of the group pose together and the fans boo loudly. Reyna gives her championship to the referee before all members of Mi Pi Sexy talk strategy with each other.
Jimmy Wilkes: And their opponents!
"Toki no Namida" by Uverworld blasts through the arena. Totoya Tatsuya and Kumiko Muruyama comes out and Totoya raises his arms in the air. They walk down the ramp as Totoya gives high fives to one side of the crowd while Kumiko blows kisses to the other side of the crowd.
Jimmy Wilkes: First, being accompanied by Kumiko Muruyama, from Shinano, Japan, weighing in at 176 pounds... TOTOYA TATSUYA!
As they reach to the ring, Totoya pulls the ropes down for Kumiko to enter before jumping over the ropes. Totoya climbs on a turnbuckle and raises his arms up in the air. He gets down and he and Kumiko hold hands, waiting for his opponent.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his tag team partner!
"Intoxicated" by Lacuna Coil hits as Mya comes out and poses to a huge cheering ovation. Mya gets back up and points at the crowd.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois... MYA DENTON!!!
Mya now walks down the ramp, and slaps the hands of the fans before sliding in under the bottom rope. She goes to the corner and prepares for the match.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And our third match up of the night is officially underway!
SS: Mi Pi is going to win because they're Sexy!
DM: That is quite possibly the DUMBEST line I have ever heard come out of your mouth, and believe me, there have been some majorly stupid ones!
SS: That was a genius line! You're just mad you didn't come up with it!
DM: I wouldn't say crap lines like that to begin with, Taint! It looks like Reyna and Mya will start this off! Here's the lock up and neither woman gets the advantag here! They struggle to gain the upperhand... and Reyna end that struggle with a well placed knee to the gut! She now transitions it into a side headlock, but Mya quickly shoots her off into the ropes! Reyna off the rebound, and she hits a forearm to the face of Mya Denton!
SS: Reyna has grown so much as a wrestler and she's only been doing this for four and a half months!
DM: Yeah, but too bad she's a stuck up bitch who couldn't do it on her own!
SS: She certainly didn't need the help to win the European-Canadian Championship! She's fantasic, just admit it!
DM: Fantastic my eye! Reyna hits the ropes again, but Mya telegraphs it by taking her down by the legs! She quickly follows up with an elbow drop and then the pin attempt!
ONE!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Only a one count there!
Both women return to their feet. They meet in the center of the ring as Mya attempts another collar and elbow tie-up, but Reyna retaliates with another knee to the gut. Reyna sends Mya to the corner. She follows in for a lariat... but Mya moves out of the way and Reyna eats nothing but the turnbuckle. Mya wasting little time as she gets behind Reyna... and hits her with an Inverted DDT! She hooks the leg for a cover.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Reyna kicks out at two! Mya's taking her to task early on here!
SS: Damn, she actually could win this match! I'm rooting for Mi Pi Sexy though!
DM: Uh-huh! Sure you are, Taint!
Mya brings Reyna back to her feet and places her in the corner. Mya delivers a kick to the abdomen... and a second... and a third... and a fourth... and a fifth, knocking the air out of the "European-Canadian" Champion. Mya plays up to the crowd, but that moment proves to cost her as she reaches for Reyna, but Reyna drops down, grabs a hand full of her shorts and pulls Mya face first into the middle turnbuckle.
DM: What the hell? That was cheating!
SS: If it were, the referee would have called a disqualification! I liked what Reyna did, she proves that she will win at any cost! You have to respect that!
DM: Not everyone takes shortcuts, Taint!
SS: No, but the true winners do!
Reyna "wipes" the so-called "filth" off of her and the crowd is booing. She grabs Mya by the arm and drags her to the corner. She tags in her BFF, Angelina Williams. Angelina comes in and Reyna holds her in an abdominal stretch position. Angelina with a forearm to Mya's mid-section. Angelina delivers a stomp as Reyna steps out onto the apron. Angelina brings Mya back to her feet and whips her into a neutral corner. Mya hits back first hard into the corner. Angelina tells the booing crowd to "shut up", which only infuriates them more. Angelina places her foot on Mya's throat, choking the life out of her. Referee Stephanie Lawrence begins the five count.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
DM: And Angelina lets up before the count of five! Stephanie Lawrence admonishes her... but Reyna now chokes Mya from the outside!
SS: This is teamwork 101! I love it!
DM: That ain't teamwork! That's cheating!
SS: If they don't get caught, then it's not cheating!
Reyna releases Mya who slumps down to a seated position in the corner. Angelina notices this and runs up... hitting a knee to the skull of Mya Denton. Angelina follows up by stomping on Mya's skull repeatedly. Angelina brings Mya back to her feet and gets her to the top rope. Angelina follows her up and goes for a superplex... but Mya hits her hard in the ribs. Mya hits a second... and a third shot to the ribs before pushing Angelina off. Angelina crashes to the mat as Mya attempts to stand on the top turnbuckle. Reyna grabs her leg, but Mya kicks Reyna, knocking her off the apron. Angelina slowly gets back to her feet and Mya dives off...
DM: FLYING CROSSBODY BLOCK! MYA DENTON TAKES OUT ANGELINA WILLIAMS!
SS: Damn! She has time to get back into it though.
Mya wastes little time as she hits the ropes. As Angelina begins to stand once more, Mya hits her with a flying forearm to the face. Angelina gets up again, but is met with an inverted atomic drop... and a hard right to the skull for extra measure. Angelina slowly gets back up and Mya grabs her arm, twisting it as she makes her way to the corner... and she makes the tag to Totoya Tatsuya.
DM: And here comes Totoya in the match! Totoya with a hard elbow to the back of Angelina's arm! Mya steps out to the apron as Totoya twists the arm... Russian Leg Sweep! And Angelina Williams finds herself in a bad way here! Totoya quickly gets Angelina in a seated position... and applies a rear chin lock!
SS: I'm dumbfounded as to why there was a tag out! I mean Mya HAD the momentum! Yet she tagged out to Toyota Toyota!
DM: It's TOTOYA TATSUYA, YOU SHIT! And maybe she wanted to bring in the fresher person! I mean let's not forget that Mya took a beating in there at the hands of Reyna and Angelina!
SS: Eh, still a dumb move!
DM: I completely disagree with you there, Taint!
Totoya is back to his feet and he forces Angelina off into the ropes. Angelina comes off the rebound... and she slides between Totoya's legs. Angelina quickly applies a side headlock... and plants him down with a double arm DDT. Angelina gets to her feet and gets Totoya up to his. She lets him stand there for a moment before appearing behind him, grabbing him by his hair and hits a backbreaker...
DM: BACKSTABBER! Angelina with the Backstabber to Totoya Tatsuya!
SS: See what I mean? It was stupid for Mya to tag out when she had the momentum!
DM: Shut the fuck up, Taint!
SS: How dare you talk to me like that! I'm the Holy Pimp dammit! I make all the girls wet!
DM: Bullshit. fatty! Angelina with the cover! This could do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Mya pulls Angelina off of Totoya at the last possible second!
Angelina is furious, but concentrates on Totoya by bringing him to his feet and dragging him to a corner. She tags Reyna into the match. Reyna waits on the apron as Angelina slingshots Totoya to her. Reyna hits him with a forearm and Totoya is laid out on Angelina's knees. Reyna gets to the top rope... and hits a splash onto Totoya while laid out on Angelina's knees. Angelina gets up and her and Reyna slap hands while yelling out the world "HOLLER" before Angelina steps out onto the apron. Reyna taunts the crowd and they respond by booing her. Reyna rolls her eyes before getting Totoya back to his feet. Reyna kicks Totoya in the gut and hooks him in position...
DM: BRITISH/CANADIAN FACECRUSHER! Reyna hit it and we have a cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Mya again makes the save for her team! Stephanie Lawrence warns her as she makes her way back to the apron! Reyna gets up and forces Totoya into the corner where she blatantly chokes her!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
DM: Reyna releases before the count of five! Reyna argues with Stephanie about the count! While the arguing goes on, Angelina uses the tag rope to choke Totoya from the outside!
SS: Brilliant! This is what winners do! Anything at all cost!
DM: I prefer following the rules over this crap!
Reyna goes back to the corner and tags Angelina back into the match. Reyna steps out as Angelina steps in!.Angelina goes to the corner and drills Totoya with a hard forearm to the face. Angelina takes the time to bask in her own glory as Totoya recovers. Once Angelina is done with her arrogance, she goes over to Totoya... but Totoya hits her with a knee to the face. He gets onto the ropes, waiting for Angelina to turn around. Angelina does that and Totoya dives off, hoping for something big...
DM: DIVING TORNADO DDT! TOTOYA PULLED IT FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!
SS: But Toyota is down!
DM: IT'S TOTOYA! How many times are we going to go down this path?
SS: Til you admit I'm awesome!
DM: Pssh! That's not happening! Totoya crawls towards Angelina... and HAS THE COVER! This one could be over!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Reyna Carter saved the match up just in time for her team!
SS: YES! We're still alive!
DM: You're not a beautiful person so there's no "we" in that Mi Pi Sexy group!
Reyna is in the ring and here comes Mya Denton, charging at Reyna with a Thesz press and mounts a few punches to "The REAL Glamor Queen". Mya rolls Reyna out of the ring and waits for her to get back to her feet. Reyna is up... and Mya hits her with a Plancha to take her out, but Mya's also down as well. Meanwhile, Totoya is back to his feet and is signaling for the end as he waits for Angelina to get to her feet. However, Kelly Hampton gets onto the ring apron to distract referee Stephanie Lawrence.
DM: What the hell business does she have doing up there? She should be ejected from the match!
SS: Toyota is cheating! And Kelly is bringing it to the referee's attention!
DM: You're full of shit! Derek Saunders is in the ring and the damn referee is distracted! Don't turn around Totoya!
SS: AWWW YEAH! Derek hits Toyota with the Ugly Stick before bailing out of the ring! Such genius!
DM: This is a damn shame! Mi Pi Sexy just ruined this match! Angelina is now up to her feet and gets Totoya up... BREAK A BITCH! Angelina with the Break a Bitch to Totoya!
SS: Mi Pi Sexy is flat out dominant as well as beautiful and glamorous!
DM: They cheated! Angelina has the cover! This is a damn shame!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your...
Kelly grabs the microphone from Jimmy Wilkes and shoves him out of his seat before speaking.
Kelly Hampton: And without question, your winners of the match, as if there wasn't any doubt... Angelina Williams and Reyna Carter... MI PI SEXY!!!
"Puppets on a String (with Lyrics)" by Dale Oliver hits and the crowd boos as loud as ever as Angelina and Reyna are announced as the winners. Reyna slides in the ring, having recovered from the plancha. She is handed her European-Canadian Championship and hugs Angelina, as well as hugging Derek and Kelly. The four of them celebrate the win and the fans are hating every minute of it.
DM: What a damn shame that was! Totoya and Mya had the match, but thanks to the shenanigans of Derek Saunders and Kelly Hampton... Angelina and Reyna stole this match!
SS: They're willing to do anything to win! I like that and they did just that tonight! They got the W, while Toyota and Mya got the loss! Simple really!
DM: For the last fucking time, it's TOTOYA, not Toyota! I swear I need a better broadcast partner!
As Mi Pi Sexy leaves the arena, "Flawless" Wallace hops the barricade and slides in the ring. He waits for Totoya to get to his feet. Totoya gets up and is crouched in pain. Wallace sees this as he runs towards Totoya and leaps up...
DM: FLAWLESSER! Totoya has been laid out by the Flawlesser from Wallace! What on earth is Wallace doing out here?!
SS: He wants to make his presence known! Being eliminated in the Scars of Wrestling Cup doesn't sit well with him and this is a way for him to be known!
As Wallace stands there, his new manager Jimmy Gambino stands there with a microphone in his hand and laughs.
Jimmy Gambino: Ooops, did Wallace do that? Like I said earlier tonight, Wallace is a future STAR in this business! He's the future of this company and he will take out any damn person he wants.
Jimmy passes the microphone to Wallace, who from there... speaks.
"Flawless" Wallace: As for why I attacked Totoya? It's simple. Totoya represents the weak of this company while I represent the new wave of stars that will make it to the top. One by one I will take out those who stand in my way. Totoya was a casualty tonight. There WILL be more to come. I can guarantee you that.
"Shoot To Thrill" by AC/DC hits and the crowd boos loudly as Wallace and Jimmy Gambino stand tall together.
SS: This kid is a future star in this company! I say he made an impact and Toyota is going to remember who "Flawless" Wallace really is at the end of the day!
DM: He might be a star but with him hanging around that jackass Jimmy Gambino, his personality says otherwise!
SS: Like him or not, Jimmy's a great manager and I believe he will lead Wallace to the top!
Curtis Wilkes sits in his locker room, preparing for his match when the door opens. Wilkes looks up toward the door.
Curtis Wilkes: Seriously?!
Yoshiru Long walks over as Wilkes stands.
Curtis Wilkes: Yosh, what brings you here tonight?!
Yoshiru Long: I heard you were taking on Lonewolf tonight. I just came by to wish you the best of luck.
Curtis Wilkes: Thanks, mate. Don't worry, I'll show him why men like me and you are truly Elite.
Yoshiru Long: I'm sure you will.
Curtis Wilkes: So, when are you coming back?
Yoshiru Long: Actually, I've been cleared to compete again. So, after the talk I had with Ryder today, it sounds like I'll be back at the next Rapture.
Curtis Wilkes: That's great!
Yoshiru Long: Hey man, I have to get going. Go out there and kick Lonewolf's ass tonight. We'll get in touch before Rapture.
Curtis Wilkes: Sounds good, mate.
Yoshiru and Wilkes shake hands. Yoshiru walks out of the locker room and makes his way down the hallway when he is suddenly shoved violently in to a wall. A figure in a hooded dark leather trenchcoat grabs Yoshiru and slams him in to the wall again. He slams Yoshiru in to the wall one more time. Yoshiru collapses to the floor, blood covering his face. The figure looks down upon Yoshiru for a moment before walking off. Wilkes' exits his locker room and looks over to see Yoshiru on the floor. He rushes over to check on Yoshiru.
Curtis Wilkes: HELP! We need help over here!
Officials rush over to check on Yoshiru. He appears to be conscious as he holds his arm in pain.
Curtis Wilkes: It looks like his arm is hurt. We have EMTs somewhere around here, mate?
EMTs rush to Yoshiru and check on him. The focus returns to the announcer's table.
DM: Yoshiru in a bad spot here tonight, Taint.
SS: The man comes to Slamathon to wish his friend luck in his match tonight, and this is how he's treated! Just sickening!
DM: He mentioned to Wilkes that he was slated to return on Rapture, but I'm thinking that that might not happen now.
SS: It's heinous is what it is! We might be robbed of a Yoshiru Long return, and a reunion of The Elite! DAMMIT!
DM: Calm down! You act like it's life and death!
SS: IT IS!
DM: Whatever!
We cut to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is standing by.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:21:37 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The Lights fade out slowly... Then suddenly without warning.. The words "I am the thing that you see out of the corner of your eye!". The crowd begins to boo. "So Cold" by Breaking Benjamin slowly picks up in beat, then from the back Sjin shows himself and the crowd goes in a uproar.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Bristol, England, weighing in at 235 pounds... SJIN "ICER" DRAKO!!!
Sjin comes out wearing a black sleeveless shirt with the logo Icer in Baby Blue written in the back of it. He has his Black and Light Blue tights on. As he walks down to the ramp he points to the crowd and mouths the words "Time for Change!". Sjin slides into the ring and stretches as he gets ready for his match.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
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.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! This match up is underway!
SS: Let's go Drako!
DM: Gee, I was wondering who you were going to root for! Now I know!
Lekkter and Drako lock up and Drako with a knee to the gut to cause Lekkter to double over. Drako then follows up with a knee life and Lekkter holds his jaw in pain. Lekkter rolls over and gets back to a vertical base, but Drako stays on him with a dropkick to the face. Lekkter staggers back to the corner and slumps against the turnbuckle. Drako whips him to the opposite corner and Lekkter slips over the top rope on impact and runs across the apron. He leaps up to the top rope and goes for a double axe handle... but Drako drives his fist into the mid-section of Lekkter as he lands and Lekkter drops to his knees and plants his head into the mat in pain.
SS: YES! That's how you do it, Drako!
DM: Drako is in control and he's looking to rebound in a huge way here!
Drako pulls him up and places Lekkter onto his shoulders... DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! Drako nailed it and he has the cover.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Only a two count!
SS: It's rare to see a high impact move like this early in the match but Drako is a far more superior athlete than Lekkter!
DM: Drako might be good, but don't sell Lekkter short! He can get it done in the ring as we have seen before!
Drako pulls Lekkter back to his feet and gets him to the corner and hits a knife edge chop to the chest. Drako smirks and hits a second... and a third... and a fourth. Lekkter's chest is lit up here. Drako lifts him up and places him on the top rope. Drako gets onto the top and goes for a superplex, but Lekkter hooks his legs around the top turnbuckle to block the attempt. He lands a few rights to Drako before knocking Drako off of the top. Drako gets back to his feet and Lekkter flies off the top...
DM: DIVING HURRICANRANA! Lekkter takes Drako down with the Diving Hurricanrana!
SS: Damn!
DM: And Lekkter immediately has the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Now Drako kicks out, and how quickly the tables can turn in a match like this!
SS: It's fast paced action! It's PREMIUM action!
Lekkter shakes off the cobwebs and gets himself back up. He runs off the ropes and hits an elbow drop to the sternum. He follows up with a knee drop to the skull and then a leg drop to the throat. Lekkter gets to his feet and now starts laying the boots to Drako. The referee breaks Lekkter off of him and Drako gets back to a vertical base. Both men circling each other now and they lock up in the center of the ring. Lekkter with a swift boot to the gut and hooks him in position...
DM: Release belly to belly suplex! What elevation!
SS: Shit! Drako's in trouble!
Lekkter waits for Drako to get to his feet. Drako nips up, but Lekkter hits him with a shuffling side kick to the jaw. Drako is standing on spaghetti legs and Lekkter follows up with a Hard Elbow Smash to the face. Drako is still out on his feet so Lekkter kicks Drako in the gut... and drives him down with a DDT!
DM: Lekkter is in complete control right now!
SS: Dammit! Come on, Drako!
Lekkter grabs Drako by the hair, pulling him to his feet. He lets him stand there and runs up... KABOSH KICK... NO! Drako somehow had the where-with-all to duck it. Lekkter turns back around and Drako kicks him in the gut... and hits him with a snap suplex. But Drako isn't done as he goes to the ground and locks in a sleeper hold from the crowd.
DM: Drako with the submission! Sjin Drako with the submission locked in!
SS: Drako's the man! He's an awesome awesome competitor!
DM: Uh-huh! Reall interesting!
Drako screams loudly as he turns up the pressure, wringing his neck to injure it more. Lekkter is waving his hands wildly in the air, grabbing at nothing and desperately trying to get out of this thing. The referee asking him if he wants to stop the mat but Lekkter refuses. Lekkter trying with all his might to get back up, and Drako grabs the ropes for leverage and stops the reversal. The crowd roars as Lekkter slams the mat with his fists in pain. The ref doesn’t see Drako using the ropes and as he turns around to look, Drako quickly lets go.
DM: Come on ref! He was grabbing the damn ropes for extra leverage!
SS: If the referee doesn't see it, it never happened!
DM: You're full of it! At least our referee's aren't as bad as NBA referees and their preference to help the Miami Heat!
SS: Good point!
Lekkter is starting to fade on the mat and Drako grabs the ropes again for added leverage. Lekkter convulses on the mat as he fades and Drako lets go of the ropes once more as the referee looks over at him.
DM: Lekkter isn't looking good here! He could be done!
SS: YES! Now check him you stupid referee!
The referee lifts Lekkter's arm... and it drops.
ONE!!!!
The referee lifts it again... and down it goes.
TWO!!!!
The referee lifts it a third time…AND IT DROPS... NO! Lekkter holds on and the count is broken. Lekkter with a burst of life and he hits a snapmare takedown before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Drako shaking his head wildly on the mat in pain and he reaches out and grabs the ropes. The referee implements the five count for Lekkter to release the hold.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Lekkter releases it just before the five count and crawls out to the center of the ring. He gets to his feet but is feeling dizzy after that sleeper hold. Drako gets to his feet and charges at him… BULLDOG! And Lekkter’s head hits the mat, his long hair sprawled out on the mat covering his face…Drako rolls him over and makes the cover.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Lekkter kicks out! My god he can't have much left in the tank!
SS: FINISH HIM DRAKO! FINISH HIM!
Drako sits up and shakes his head, frustrated that he didn’t get the three count. He pulls Lekkter to his feet and gets to his feet behind him. He jumps up and goes for it... THE ICER! NO! Lekkter held onto the ropes and down goes Drako. Lekkter gets up and sees the opportunity infront of him. Drako gets up but Lekkter places his foot on the left side of Drako's face before going for it...
DM: REVOKE EXISTANCE! Lekkter with the Eat Defeat to Drako!
SS: ...
DM: Lekkter with the cover! This should do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING DING DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... LEKKTER THA LUNATIk!!!
"Cult Leader" by Tech N9ne hits and the crowd cheers as Lekkter has been announced as the victor.
DM: Impressive victory by Lekkter tha Lunatik! He gets back on track and has knocked off his rival here!
SS: I was wanting Drako to win! He had it too!
DM: He did, but no cigar for him! If you thought that was all on the action part of this wonderful pay-per-view so far, we have more!
SS: Yup! And up next is our PCW World Tag Team Championship match! The Princesses of Lethality defend the titles against Da Xtreme Dynasty!
DM: That's right! A rematch of sorts from Battle Finale III! Let's head to the ring for this match up!
Cut to the ring.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:22:44 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch hits and the crowd immediately goes to cheer as Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson stand on the ramp together with the PCW World Tag Team Championship belts on their shoulders. They pose together and begin walking down the ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making their way to the ring. Representing Team Lethality, they are the PCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! "The Latina Ninja" Mariah Lopez"... "The Dark Princess" Rachel Robinson... THE PRINCESSES OF LETHALITY!!!
They high-five the fans along the way before sliding in the ring. They play up to the fans and raise their titles in the air to even more cheers from the crowd. They hand their belts to the referee before deciding to stretch on the ropes. Then they go to their corner and begin to wait for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: The challengers!
"Coming Undone" by Korn plays and a huge cheer comes throughout the entire arena as Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks then emerge from the curtain with a rather confident expression on their faces as the crowd gives all of them a huge positive reception.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making their way to the ring, being accompanied by Talia Skye, at a combined weight of 513 pounds. They are members of the PCW Hall of Fame... Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks... DA XTREME DYNASTY!!!
Styles and Banks nod their heads and make their way to the ring. They take the time to slap hands with the fans at ringside before getting on the apron and stepping in between the ropes. Styles and Banks hop on the top of opposite turnbuckles to play up to the crowd. They hop down and begin running the ropes before going to their side of the ring and wait for the match to begin.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! Our first title match up of this show, pitting the current champions against quite honestly, the greatest tag team in PCW history!
SS: Fuck both of these teams! I hate them!
DM: They hate you too, dumb dumb!
The match begins, and Mariah and Styles shake hands before playing up to the crowd a bit. Mariah goes for a kick to the head. Styles catches her foot, but Mariah connects with a enzuigiri, she then waits for Styles to get to his feet. Styles eventually gets to his feet with a smirk on his face, and mouths the words "that was pretty good". Mariah and Styles lock up. Styles gets the upperhand, gets behind Mariah, and connects with a back suplex, he then lifts Mariah to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Mariah back to her feet, getting behind her, and connecting with a German suplex, he then waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Styles runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before lifting Mariah to her feet, dragging her over to Banks, and making the tag. Banks gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and Styles goes out to the apron. Banks lifts Mariah to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver, he then lifts Mariah back to her feet, scoops her up, walks around the ring, and yells "I think it's only a matter of time, now!" before connecting with a scoop powerslam before lifting Mariah back to her feet again, getting behind her, and connecting with a half nelson suplex, he then locks in a single leg Boston Crab. Mariah refuses to give up, so Banks puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She almost gets to the ropes, but Banks manages to drag her back to the ring. Mariah refuses to give up, so Banks puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Banks gives Mariah a clean break, lifts her to her feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Mariah back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with the Pimp Breaker before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Mariah kicks out at two!
SS: BORING!
DM: Oh shut the fuck up with your negativity! This is a match up between two great teams, you asshole!
Banks lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Styles, and makes the tag. Styles gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Banks goes out to the apron. Styles lifts Mariah to her feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Mariah reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Styles gets to his feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Styles gets back to his feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Styles gets back to his feet again, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri, she then lifts Styles to his feet, drags him over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Mariah goes out to the apron. Rachel lifts Styles to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, she then lifts Styles back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before turning him over, and locking in the Ankle lock! Styles refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Styles still refuses to give up, so Rachel puts even more pressure on the hold, but Styles STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Rachel gives Styles a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before turning Styles over, and locking in a Camel clutch. Styles refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Styles still refuses to give up, and Rachel eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then waits for Styles to get to his feet. Styles eventually gets to his feet, and Rachel connects with a kick to the head before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, and waiting for Styles to get back to his feet. Styles eventually gets back to his feet, and Rachel leaps off, and connects with a diving crossbody, she then lifts Styles to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before locking in a cross armbar. Styles refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Styles still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Rachel gives Styles a clean break, drags him over to Mariah, and makes the tag. Mariah gets in the ring, and they irish whip Styles into the ropes. Styles runs back at them, they catch him with a double dropkick, and Rachel goes out to the apron. Mariah lifts Styles to his feet, and connects with a suplex, she then lifts Styles back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before waiting for Styles to get to his feet. Styles eventually gets to his feet, and Mariah connects with a spinning wheel kick, she then waits for Styles to get back to his feet. Styles eventually gets back to his feet, and Mariah connects with the Crane kick before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: And Kevin kicks out!
SS: Were you going to say thankfully?
DM: I have no rooting preference! I'm saying impartial, something you are not capable of doing you fat hack!
Mariah lifts Styles to his feet, drags him over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Mariah goes out to the apron. Rachel turns Styles over, and locks in a rear chin lock. Styles refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Styles still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, he then connects with a enzuigiri before lifting Rachel to her feet, dragging her over to Banks, and making the tag. Banks gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Styles goes out to the apron. Banks turns Rachel over, and locks in a Camel clutch. Rachel refuses to give up, so Banks puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and Banks eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex before lifting Rachel back to her feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Rachel back to her feet again, picks her up in Gorilla press position, and just drops her facedown on the mat before turning Rachel over, and locking in a cross armbar. Rachel refuses to give up, so Banks puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Banks gives Rachel a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a sidewalk slam, he then lifts Rachel back to her feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Rachel back to her feet again, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Rachel to her feet, locks in a armwrench, drags her over to Styles, and makes the tag. Styles climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, connects with a diving axe handle to the left arm, and Banks releases the hold before going out to the apron. Styles waits for Rachel to get to her feet. Rachel eventually gets to her feet, and Styles connects with a dropkick. Rachel gets back to her feet, and Styles connects with another dropkick. Rachel gets back to her feet again, and Styles jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Rachel gets to her feet, and Styles connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with the Styles Buster before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Rachel barely kicked out before the three count!
SS: Eh! It's nothing special!
DM: Oh for fuck's sake, shut your mouth! Your negativity is really bringing me down!
Styles lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Banks, and makes the tag. Banks gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and Styles goes out to the apron. Banks lifts Rachel to her feet, and looks to be going for the New York State of Mind! NO!!! Rachel fights out of it by delivering knees to the head, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, she then waits for Banks to get to his feet. Banks eventually gets to his feet, and Rachel runs into the ropes, runs back at Banks, and connects with a running bulldog before lifting Banks back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a neckbreaker, she then waits for Banks to get to his feet. Banks eventually gets to his feet, and Rachel connects with a spinning wheel kick before lifting Banks back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with the Tornado DDT! she then lifts Banks back to his feet again, drags him over to Mariah, and makes the tag. Mariah gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Rachel goes out to the apron. Mariah waits for Banks to get to his feet. Banks eventually gets to his feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri, she then lifts Banks to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Banks to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, she then runs into the ropes, runs back at Banks, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before lifting Banks back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, she then waits for Banks to get to his feet. Banks eventually gets to his feet, and Mariah connects with a kick to the head, she then lifts Banks back to his feet, drags him over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Mariah goes out to the apron. Rachel waits for Banks to get to his feet. Banks eventually gets to his feet, and Rachel connects with a enzuigiri, she then waits for Banks to get back to his feet. Banks eventually gets back to his feet, and Rachel jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Banks gets back to his feet again, and Rachel runs into the ropes, runs back at Banks, and connects with the running Tornado DDT! she then waits for Banks to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Banks eventually gets to his feet, and Rachel connects with the Ace of Darkness before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: J.T. Banks just kicked out of the Ace of Darkness! Has anyone ever done that before!?
DM: Not that I know of, but that is one reason JT Banks is the LPW World Heavyweight champion!
Rachel looks around with a shocked look on her face, she walks over to Mariah, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Mariah climbs to the top turnbuckle, and leaps off, looking to go for Spanish Hang Time! NO!!! Banks rolls out of the way, and Mariah crashes into the mat. Banks crawls over to Styles, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Styles gets in the ring, and waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Styles connects with a dropkick. Mariah gets back to her feet, and Styles connects with another dropkick. Mariah gets back to her feet again, and Styles connects with a third dropkick. Mariah gets to her feet, and Styles connects with a enzuigiri, he then lifts Mariah back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before going out to the apron, and waiting for Mariah to get back to her feet again. Mariah eventually gets back to her feet again, and Styles springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then lifts Mariah to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before lifting Mariah back to her feet, dragging her over to Banks, and making the tag. Banks gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Styles goes out to the apron. Banks lifts Mariah to her feet, and connects with the Chokeslam! he then lifts Mariah back to her feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Mariah back to her feet again, and connecting with the Spinebuster! he then locks in a single leg Boston Crab. Mariah refuses to give up, so Banks puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Banks gives Mariah a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, gets behind her, and connects with a half nelson suplex, he then lifts Mariah back to her feet, and connects with Putting Fools in their Places before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Rachel breaks the pin*
DM: Rachel saves the match up just in time!
SS: Yeah, that manish looking bitch saved it in time!
DM: What the hell is your problem you bigot?
SS: Lesbian marriage really bothers me!
DM: Well NOBODY gives a damn what your opinion is! Take your outdated views and leave the company!
Rachel goes back out to the apron, and Banks lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Styles, and makes the tag. Styles gets in the ring, and they irish whip Mariah into the ropes. Mariah runs back at them, they catch her with a double back body drop, and Banks goes out to the apron. Styles also goes out to the apron, and waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Styles leaps off, looking to go for something big, but Mariah catches him with a dropkick in midair, and both competitors are down, so the ref is forced to start a ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Mariah begins crawling over to Rachel.
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
EIGHT!!!
Mariah gets to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel gets in the ring, lifts Styles to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, she then lifts Styles back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Styles back to his feet again, and connecting with a backbreaker, she then lifts Styles to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Styles back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, she then lifts Styles back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before lifting Styles to his feet, dragging him over to Mariah, and making the tag. Mariah gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and Rachel goes out to the apron. Mariah waits for Styles to get to his feet. Styles eventually gets to his feet, and Mariah connects with a kick to the head, she then waits for Styles to get back to his feet. Styles eventually gets back to his feet, and Mariah runs into the ropes, runs back at Styles, and connects with a running bulldog before lifting Styles to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, she then lifts Styles back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before waiting for Styles to get to his feet. Styles eventually gets to his feet, and Mariah connects with a dropkick. Styles gets back to his feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Styles gets back to his feet again, and Mariah connects with another dropkick. Styles gets to his feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Styles gets back to his feet, and Mariah connects with a third dropkick. Styles gets back to his feet again, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanrana. Styles gets to his feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri before stalking Styles. Styles gets to his hands and knees, and Mariah runs into the ropes, runs back at Styles, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, she then panders to the crowd a bit before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Styles to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, she then runs into the ropes, runs back at Styles, and connects with the running Knee Strike to the head before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Banks breaks the pin*
DM: Now it's J.T. who breaks up the pin! Good god what can give here?
SS: I don't know! Maybe these two teams fucking off!
DM: Ugh!
Banks goes back out to the apron, and Mariah lifts Styles to his feet, drags him over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel climbs to the top turnbuckle, they connect with the Lethal Breakdown! and Rachel goes for the pin as Mariah guards her!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here are your winners of the match and STILL PCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... THE PRINCESSES OF LETHALITY!!!
"Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch hits and the crowd goes wild as Mariah and Rachel are handed their tag team titles. They celebrate together to more cheers from the fans.
DM: The Princesses of Lethality have done it! They are the first team to have knocked off Da Xtreme Dynasty in a standard tag team match!
SS: Eh! I mean I don't like either team, but I guess I have to give them credit! They did win the match!
Mariah and Rachel celebrate with their titles. Styles and Banks are just now getting to their feet. They look at the champs and nod their heads before extending their hands. Mariah and Rachel shake hands with Da Dynasty before the four of them raise each others arms in the air to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Total class act by Da Xtreme Dynasty! They just passed the torch to Mariah and Rachel!
SS: Ugh! This is depressing!
DM: I swear to god, I'm going to punch you in your throat hole, you sack of shit!
Christina Fierce, Alisyn, Jenna Martin and Mandy “The Monster” are seen backstage looking at the locker-rooms. Finally finding the one they are looking for.
CF: I still think this is a bad idea. Joe and Kevin should be here.
MM: Stop crying, there’s four of us here, now lets do this.
The camera notices the name on the locker-room states SJ Funk. All four burst into the dressing room and stop all confused. The locker-room is empty save for four chairs, upon one is an envelope with the words Dear Toxic’s Whores. Alisyn approaches and picks up the envelope and opens it, inside is a small hand written letter. Alisyn reads it out.
Aliysn: Dear, Alisyn, Christina, Jenny and Mandy. AKA Toxic’s whores.
Please find here four steal chairs. One for each of you. You may as well take a seat, its going to be a long night.
Yours truly.
What the hell does tha….
Alisyn is interrupted as the door slams shut behind them. All four rush to the door as the lock is heard. All four trying to open the door but to no avail. Suddenly the SJ Funk sticker on the door is slide underneath along with a key. Well whats left of a snapped key.
SS: Well it looks like SJ Funk has just out smarted four of the five women in Toxic.
DM: Well that’s not too hard.
SS: Yeah, but the fact is is that Toxic is in trouble right now! Who will save them?
DM: Nobody, dimwit! They got what was coming to them! A long time coming might I add! Let's head to our next match!
Cut to the ring.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:23:35 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is a three on one handicap match!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The lights go out in the arena and the crowd cheers. Thunder strikes on the stage and then there's a gulf of fire followed by some smoke. The lights go back out and the Masked Man is standing in the ring and he's as big as he's ever been.
Jimmy Wilkes: In the ring... the MASKED MAN!
The Masked Man stands there as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to him.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponents!
"No Reason" by Sum 41 hits and out comes Crystal Alvarez to cheers from the crowd. She stands on the ramp and nods her head before making her way down the ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: First, making her way to the ring, from San Juan, Puerto Rico. She is a member of Team Lethality... CRYSTAL ALVAREZ!
As she walks down the ramp, she slaps hands with the fans before hopping on the apron and stepping in between the ropes to get into the ring. She goes to the top rope and points at the crowd before jumping off. She stretches on the ropes and then waits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And her tag team partner!
"Until The End" by Avenged Sevenfold hits and the crowd cheers loudly Derek Jacobs comes out to the ramp and has a look of arrogance on his face. He stands there and looks around the crowd.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 285 pounds... "DOCTOR PAIN"... DEREK JACOBS!!!
Once the lyrics kick in, he starts making his way to the ring, still possessing a very cocky look on his face. He taunts the crowd before climbing into the ring. He looks around and hits all four turnbuckles and raising his arms before waiting for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And their tag team partner!
"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.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! This three on one handicap match is underway!
SS: So how the hell are we going to call this one exactly?
DM: Just go with the flow I guess! And you actually call matches? I recall you babbling and trying to start arguments on stuff that is meaningless and stupid!
SS: That's not true!
DM: Oh really now? Let's get to the action nonetheless!
Derek Jacobs starts this match up off against the Masked Man. They circle each other, jocking for position. They lock up and the masked man overpowers Dr. Pain. Jacobs gets back up and is shocked at the raw power the Masked Man exhibited here. He tries to lock up with him again... but once more, the Masked Man overpowers Jacobs. Jacobs is bewildered and tags Crystal Alvarez into the match.
SS: What the hell is this? He tagged out to let Crystal in the match!
DM: Well he figures to get the hell out of there and let somebody else try it! I'm not condoning it or anything, but at least we get to see the youngest member of Team Lethality in this match!
Crystal Alvarez gets into the ring and circles around it. She kicks the legs of the Masked Man but to little to no effect whatsoever. Crystal is a little surprised and starts kicking again, but the Masked Man is shrugging them off like bullets. Crystal bounces off the ropes and runs towards the Masked Man... but the Masked Man hits her in the face with a big boot and down goes Crystal.
DM: Good lord! That could have taken her head off!
SS: Whoever the hell is under that mask, is a big big boy! He's massive!
DM: If he can overpower a tough star like Dr. Pain, I don't know who can match up against him!
Crystal gets to the corner and tags Draven into the match. Draven gets into the ring and goes face to face with the man who took out his friends as well as others. The Masked Man is daring Draven to go at him. Draven hits a left... and a right... and another right, but it's not fazing the Masked Man one bit. Draven now bounces off the ropes and hits a clothesline, but the Masked Man doesn't move. Draven starts yelling at the Masked Man to "go down" and calls him a "mother fucker" before slapping him in the face.
DM: Oh shit! Draven you should not have done that!
SS: He's an idiot, Desiree! I don't think he has a brain in there and if there is one, it's probably fried! It's why he believes Matt Duvall is Liam Reilly!
The Masked Man turns around for a bit before grabbing Draven by the throat. He now launches Draven into the corner and starts beating into him with various amounts of rights and lefts. The Masked Man now delivers a knife edge chop to the chest of Draven. Crystal and Derek look on in the corner with a slight bit of concern but also no willingness to help. The Masked Man grabs Draven by the throat and launches him out of the corner and to the mat.
DM: This Masked Man is manhandling Draven with ease! I don't recall ever seeing this before!
SS: It's scary, Desiree! This freakish power this masked mother fucker has is mind-blowingly scary!
The Masked Man stands there and flexes his muscles while adjusting his neck. He gets Draven up to his feet and lays more punches to him. However, Draven blocks one and repeatedly hits the Masked Man in the face. He straight kicks the Masked Man in the gut before hitting him with a knee lift. Draven turns to Crystal and Jacobs and yells "That's how you get the job done, you hacks". Crystal and Jacobs roll their eyes and golf claps Draven for his efforts.
DM: I don't think pissing off your teammates is a smart move, Draven! You're going to need the National Guard to help you if you piss them off and not want to get your ass kicked by this masked figure!
SS: No kidding! Of course as said earlier, he's a fucking idiot who thinks he's king shit and can do it all on his own!
Draven smirks before proclaiming he's the king of the world which the crowd boos the living hell out of him. Draven starts stomping on the masked man to try and keep him down which only gets him even more boos. Once he's done, he starts acting more arrogant and screams at his partners that he's better than them. The Masked Man gets up to his knees, but Draven's there to capitalize and drops him with a DDT.
DM: Draven with the DDT to the Masked Man! Big move there!
SS: All the while pissing off his teammates! He's going to find himself on the wrong side of this! I can feel it!
Draven goes to his tag team partners and demands for them to enter the match, but instead, Crystal and Derek hop off the apron, flip him off and make their way towards the ramp. Draven yells for them to get back onto the apron but they're not having it.
DM: Well, what did I say about pissing off your partners? Stupid, stupid move, Draven!
SS: And now he has to go at it alone! This Masked Man will eventually recover and it's not going to bode well for Draven without any backup!
While Derek and Crystal stand on that ramp, Draven flips off the crowd and they boo him in return. Draven starts slapping the Masked Man upside the head as he begins to get to his feet. Draven starts punching the Masked Man, but the Masked Man is only gaining more momentum with each punch he receives. Draven goes to connect with one more, but the Masked Man grabs him by the arm, lifts him up on his shoulders and drops him down...
DM: SAMOAN DROP! THE MASKED MAN WITH A THUNDERING SAMOAN DROP TO DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!
SS: Holy shit! He was elevated high in the air and fucking dropped! God damn, this man is powerful!
DM: And the end is only near for DLK! This is what he gets for pissing off his partners!
The Masked Man gets up and is waiting for Draven to get to his feet. Draven gets up and the Masked Man grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him high in the air. After a delayed amount of time, the Masked Man drops Draven down to the mat with authority...
DM: TWO HANDED CHOKE BOMB! What power being displayed here!
SS: Draven's done! He can't come back from this one!
DM: I'm afraid you're right! Here's the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... THE MASKED MAN!!!
The masked man stands over Draven's carcass while Derek and Crystal stand there looking on. They slide in the ring and go face to face with the masked man, acting like they're going to fight him, but instead, they attack Draven with a various amount of stomps while the masked man stands there and watches.
DM: They're beating on Draven and I can't blame them for it!
SS: It's karma being a bitch is what it is! Draven's bad attitude towards people is catching up to him big time!
DM: Not to mention Draven's treatment towards them during the match as well!
While Crystal and Derek beat on Draven, the masked man grabs a microphone and begins to speak.
Masked Man (in distorted voice): Guys, bring him up. I want him to witness this moment.
Crystal and Derek bring Draven to his feet and the masked man stands there and looks at Draven before speaking again.
Masked Man: I told you that I know a lot about you but that you don't know who I am. While right now it's technically true, you know EXACTLY who I am. In fact, a lot of the old time PCW stars know who I am and what type of carnage I am capable of bringing to the table.
The masked man pauses for a moment before continuing.
Masked Man: I have done a lot in this company, but one thing I remember is what you and your little friends DNA did to somebody I care about and I have been sitting on these thoughts for well over two years. Now? Well I think you get the goddamn picture, BLK!
The masked man takes off his mask... and he's revealed to be a man with long blonde hair and the crowd pops huge and Draven is screaming "I THOUGHT I GOT RID OF YOU" but is barely heard.
DM: OH... MY... GOD! IT'S... IT'S... ISRAEL STEELE! ISRAEL FUCKING STEELE IS BACK IN PREMIUM CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING!
SS: NO! GODDAMMIT NO! WHY?!
DM: Shut up, Taint! We have the big man back in this company!
Izzy takes off the top of his costume to reveal a Team Lethality t-shirt underneath which gets an even bigger pop from the fans. Izzy once more speaks on the microphone.
Israel Steele: That's right, I am a proud member of Team Lethality, lead by a great friend of mine, the next PCW World Heavyweight Champion, Danielle Lopez. And Draven, I never forgot about the deplorable acts you have done and continue to do and I will make you pay dearly for those actions. Because I am the Real Deal and I have always beaten you. There is one thing that I do need to give you. Guys, bring him to me.
Derek and Crystal shove Draven forward, and Izzy grabs him by the throat, and hits him with the two handed choke bomb called the Death Drop.
DM: THE DEATH DROP! Izzy with the DEATH DROP to Draven!
SS: SHIT! This is fucking unreal, not sure if this is a good way or a bad one!
DM: This is awesome, and I'm not just speaking as a Team Lethality member either!
Izzy grabs the microphone again and speaks while looking down at Draven.
Israel Steele: Welcome to the World of Lethality. Now hit our fucking music.
"Lift Me Up" by Five Finger Death Punch feat. Rob Halford hits and Izzy, Derek and Crystal celebrate together to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Israel Steele is back in Premium Championship Wrestling! And he made a statement against his longtime rival, Draven Logan Kennedy!
SS: That overgrown idiot is here! This is a travesty! Who the hell let him back in this company?
DM: He's a PCW Hall of Famer, you jackass! Show him some damn respect, asshole!
SS: NO!
DM: Fine! Let's get to our next match! PCW Broadcast Championship on the line as Brian Stryker defends against Brytain Montgomery!
SS: Trash versus awesomeness!
DM: Shut up, Taint! You don't even know what you're talking about! Ugh!
Cut to the ring.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:24:27 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PCW BROADCAST CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The beginning of Revolution plays as the guitar intro hammers out into the arena. Brian Stryker walks out from behind the curtain, his wolf hood up, Broadcast title around his shoulder. Followed by his friend Glenn Jacobs, Brian walks to the center of the stage. He throws his hood back and holds up his title high as as he screams "Revolution!" raising his other fist high into the air.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 215 pounds. He is the PCW BROADCAST CHAMPION... "THE GOD OF WAR"... BRIAN STRYKER!!!
He side skips down the ramp pumping the crowd up. He does a lap around the ring high fiving everyone in the front row. When he complete's his lap, he gives Jacobs a friendly pat on the chest as Brian climbs the steel steps. He climbs the turnbuckle to the top and holds up his title, shouting "REVOLT!" Before hoping down onto the floor.
Jimmy Wilkes: And the challenger!
The world is a vampire... sent to drain... Secret destroyers... hold you up to the flames... and what do I get?... for my painnnn...
The arena plunges into complete and total darkness and as the first few strains of "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by The Smashing Pumpkins thunder from the sound system, there is an explosion of pyro, blindingly white. The pyro pops and crackles across the stage like lightening.
Despite all my rage... I am still just a rat in a cage... Despite all my rage... I am still just a rat in cage... Someone will say what is lost can never be saved...
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Raleigh, North Carolina... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!!
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. Brytain stalks down towards the ring, grabbing the second rope and quickly hopping onto the ring apron.
Tell me I'm the only one... Tell me there's no other one...
As the last few strains of her music dies out, Brytain sits with her back against the ropes and her head tilted in cocky amusement.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go with our second of four championship matches! This one for the Broadcast title!
SS: Brytain's goal is to make this title prestigious again! Bring it to the days where Danielle Lopez and Heather Monroe held the title, or similar to that!
The match begins, and Stryker locks in a armwrench. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker delivers a elbow to the arm, and puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, so Stryker delivers another elbow to the arm, and puts even more pressure on the hold, but Brytain fights out of it by doing a back flip, and goes for a clothesline, but Stryker ducks, and puts more pressure on the hold, he then jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Brytain gets to her feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head, he then delivers a stomp to the midsection, forcing Brytain to sit up, holding her stomach in pain before running into the ropes, running back at Brytain, and connecting with a running dropkick to the face, he then locks in a single leg Boston Crab. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Stryker gives Brytain a clean break, lifts her to her feet, and Irish whips her into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Brytain runs back at Stryker, and Stryker jumps up, and catches her with a hurricanrana, he then waits for Brytain to get back to her feet. Brytain eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick before locking in a rear chin lock. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, she then jumps up, and goes for a hurricanrana, but Stryker catches her with a powerbomb, and locks in a single leg Boston Crab. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She almost gets to the ropes, but Stryker manages to drag her back to the middle of the ring, and locks in a Camel clutch. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Brytain to her feet, and connects with Stryke 2 before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Brytain kicks out at two!
SS: It's not going to be enough for this Philadelphia moron to win!
DM: Stryker has just as much of a chance as Brytain does! Not to take away from either competitor that is!
Stryker lifts Brytain to her feet, and goes for a Irish whip, but Brytain reverses it into a Irish whip of her own, and Stryker runs into the ropes, runs back at Brytain, and Brytain catches him with a dropkick, she then lifts Stryker to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Stryker back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, she then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain connects with a enzuigiri before stalking Stryker. Stryker gets to his hands and knees, and Brytain runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running punt kick to the side of the head, she then lifts Stryker to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Stryker back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, she then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Stryker to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, she then runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, and waiting for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick, she then lifts Stryker to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Stryker back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, she then lifts Stryker back to his feet again, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Stryker to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, she then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with the running Bulldog followed into a Bridging arm trap Triangle choke hold!
DM: Bridging Arm Trap Triangle Choke! Stryker's in trouble!
SS: He'll tap if he knows what's good for him!
Stryker refuses to give up, so Brytain puts more pressure on the hold, but Stryker still refuses to give up, so Brytain puts even more pressure on the hold, but Stryker STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Brytain gives Stryker a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and goes for a suplex, but Stryker fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Brytain. Brytain turns around, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a ground head lock. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Stryker gives Brytain a clean break, lifts her to her feet, and Irish whips her into the ropes. Brytain runs back at Stryker, and Stryker catches her with a kick to the head, he then waits for Brytain to get back to her feet. Brytain eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker connects with another kick to the head before going out to the apron, and waiting for Brytain to get back to her feet again. Brytain eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard dropkick, he then turns Brytrain over, and locks in a armbar. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Stryker gives Brytain a clean break, and waits for her to get to her feet, Brytain eventually gets to her feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head before dragging Brytain to the middle of the ring, and locking in the Shawshank!
DM: Now it's Stryker with the submission! He has the Shawshank locked in!
SS: Come on, Brytain! Get out of the hold!
Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, so Stryker puts even more pressure on the hold, but Brytain STILL refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then waits for Brytain to get to her feet. Brytain eventually gets to her feet, and Stryker goes for a kick to the head, but Brytain ducks, and connects with a enzuigiri, she then lifts Stryker to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before delivering a stomp to the midsection, causing Stryker to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, she then runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running knee strike to the face before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then lifts Stryker to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Stryker back to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, she then connects with a leg drop before going out to the apron, and waiting for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard crossbody, she then waits for Stryker to get back to his feet. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Brytain connects with a spinning wheel kick, she then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with the Pretty Hate Machine before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Stryker kicks out but just as the referee's hand was going down for the three count!
SS: That's not right! Not right at all!
Brytain lifts Stryker to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Stryker fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Brytain. Brytain turns around, and Stryker connects with a dropkick. Brytain gets to her feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head, he then waits for Brytain to get back to her feet. Brytain eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before turning Brytain over, and locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Brytain refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Brytain still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Stryker gives Brytain a clean break, lifts her to her feet, and Irish whips her into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Brytain runs back at Stryker, and Stryker catches her with a dropkick, he then waits for Brytain to get back to her feet. Brytain eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before waiting for Brytain to get back to her feet again. Brytain eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then goes out to the apron, and waits for Brytain to get to her feet. Brytain eventually gets to her feet, and Stryker springboards off the top rope, and connects with the Flight of the Valkyries before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: I thought he had, but the ref says Brytain kicked out at two!
SS: Thank god, because I don't want this asshole to retain!
DM: How exactly is Brian Stryker an asshole, Taint? Did he piss in your cheerios? Did his friend B-Soup leave you no food at catering? What's the deal, fatty?
SS: You're really hurting my feelings!
DM: This is the wrestling business! You shouldn't have soft fucking feelings!
Stryker lifts Brytain to her feet, and Irish whips her into the ropes. Brytain runs back at Stryker, and Stryker goes for a spinning wheel kick, but Brytain ducks, runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, she then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with another springboard crossbody before lifting Stryker to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, she then lifts Stryker back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Stryker back to his feet again, and connecting with a suplex, she then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain connects with a enzuigiri, she then waits for Stryker to get back to his feet. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Brytain connects with another enzuigiri before stalking Stryker. Stryker gets to his hands and knees, and Brytain runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, she then lifts Stryker to his feet, and sends him out to the apron. Stryker gets to his feet, and Brytain connects with a dropkick, sending Stryker to the floor, forcing the ref to start a ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Brytain waits for Stryker to get to his feet.
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Stryker gets to his feet, and Brytain runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with the Desecration! so the ref is forced to restart the ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Brytain gets to her feet.
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
Brytain lifts Stryker to his feet, and slides him in the ring.
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Brytain slides in the ring, and goes for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: NO! Just before the count of three, STRYKER KICKS OUT!
SS: This little shit is still going on? FUCK!
DM: That "little shit" you refer to Taint, has a lot of heart and determination! He always gives it his all in that very ring!
Brytain lifts Stryker to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Stryker reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Brytain gets to her feet, and Stryker jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Brytain gets back to her feet, and Stryker jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Brytain gets back to her feet again, and Stryker jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanrana. Brytain gets to her feet, and Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and leaps off, looking to go for the Air Stryke! NO!!! Brytain gets her knees up, and Stryker rolls over, holding his stomach in pain. Brytain gets to her feet before waiting for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Brytain runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with the Pretty Hate Machine! she then sets Stryker up, goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the Thrillkiller before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... and the NEW PCW BROADCAST CHAMPION... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!!
"Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by The Smashing Pumpkins hits and the crowd cheers as Brytain Montgomery is on her knees in the middle of the ring, struggling to catch her breath as she looks down at the Broadcast championship. A slow smirk spreads across her face and she hoists the belt over her head. Slowly, she climbs to her feet, still looking down at the belt with that unreadable smirk of hers.
The celebration is cut short when Brytain’s music suddenly stops playing. The lights on the entrance stage go stark white. The PremiumTron also goes white and the crowd begins to boo right away. The tron fades to gray and a date comes up on the screen in black letters: August 17th. After a moment, a large white ‘X’ cuts the screen and ‘Sail’ by Awolnation begins to play…
Brytain stares at the PremiumTron with an amused smirk. She looks almost as though she were expecting her Broadcast Championship victory celebration to be rudely interrupted by one of the most hated men in that locker room! She holds the belt at her side with a tight grip and arches one eyebrow as she awaits his arrival. Smith Jones comes out on stage wearing blue jeans and a gray T-shirt that says 'Stuck Pig' on the front of it in black lettering. A large white 'X' covers the whole thing. A twisted grin crawls up one side of Smith's face. His wild eyes pierce holes in Brytain as she pierces holes in him with her almost unnaturally blue eyes. Smith strides confidently down to ringside and mounts to ring steps. He slowly wipes his feet on the ring apron as they stare at each other. Smith raises his arm in front of him and points at Brytain’s brand new PCW Broadcast Championship. He then motions around his own waist. Montgomery lifts the title belt in the air to the sound of wild cheering! Her heavy breathing from the intense match she just won is just now starting to level off to normal. She throws the belt nonchalantly over one shoulder. They glare at one another again. Smith shrugs at Brytain; she shakes smirks and makes motions for him to come and try to take it from her and walks out of the ring, still amused with Smith for his rude entrance. She makes her way out of the arena. Smith Jones waits until Brytain is completely gone before he speaks.
Smith Jones: Certainly, the PCW Broadcast Championship finds itself in adequate hands. Things could get interesting.
He stands up straight and tries to ignore the cage hanging above the ring.
Smith Jones: The following contest is… Ahem… The following contest… FUCK!!!!!! I can’t do it, Jimmy. You fucking say it!
Smith watches the interns come down the ramp with spools of barbed wire. He drops the white microphone and starts to stretch for the match.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:25:15 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first! Already in the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 229 pounds... SMITH JONES!!!
Smith Jones stretches on the ropes and raises his right arm which gets him an earth shattering amount of boos.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
The arena lights dim down and red lighting covers the ramp and the ring. "No More Heroes" by Slash blares out over the PA system, and Nightrain comes out, looking at the aisle as if it was his own domain and the fans are giving him a thunderous amount of cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Crowborough, United Kingdom, weighing in at 325 pounds… THIS IS NIGHTRAIN!!!
He slowly, yet intently, begins walking to the ring, still with the same look of domination in his eyes. Upon reaching the apron, he gets on the ropes and poses as a rockstar, to the major cheers the crowd is giving him.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Nightrain and Smith lock up. Nightrain gets the upperhand, and connects with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a sidewalk slam before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, lifts him up into Gorilla press position, and throws him into the cage before yelling at the ref to open the cage door. The ref opens the door, and Nightrain lifts Smith back to his feet again, and sends him to the outside before going to the outside himself, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before reaching under the ring, and pulling out a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, he then waits for Smith to get back to his feet. Smith eventually gets back to his feet, Nightrain connects with a barbed wire wrapped chair shot to the head, and Smith's head has been cut open! Nightrain waits for Smith to get back to his feet again. Smith eventualy gets back to his feet, and Nightrain connects with another barbed wire wrapped chair shot to the head, he then drops the chair, lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex, sending Smith back first into the cage before lifting Smith back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Tiger suplex, he then lifts Smith back to his feet again, and connects with a suplex before lifting Smith to his feet, and connecting with a scoop powerslam, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Smith back to his feet again, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Smith back to his feet, and slamming him face first into the cage, he then lifts Smith back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Powerbomb!
DM: What a powerbomb by Nightrain! You could ear that in the nose bleeds!
SS: He's going to hurt him! He's fucking reckless!
DM: Calm down, idiot! Smith Jones is a wrestler, he's going to get hurt! It's just the way of the business! You would know that if you had actually stepped in between the ropes yourself!
SS: I...
DM: And that bullshit ladder match at Alma Mater Diem in the first run DOES NOT COUNT!
Nightrain grabs the steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, and waits for Smith to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Nightrain goes for a barbed wire chair shot to the head, but Smith quickly delivers a kick to the groin, causing Nightrain to drop the steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, and go down, holding his groin in pain. Smith grabs the steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, and begins delivering barbed wire wrapped chair shots to the left leg. He connects with about seven shots, and Nightrain's left leg has been cut open! Smith drops the steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, and begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about eleven stomps, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Nightrain back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about seven stomps before connecting with a knee drop to the left leg, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a neckbreaker before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about five stomps before kneeling down, and choking Nightrain. He eventually loses his grip, and relesses the hold, he then delivers a stomp to the midsection, forcing Nightrain to sit up, holding his stomach in pain before running at Nightrain, and connecting with a running knee strike to the face, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a piledriver!
DM: MY GOD! Smith Jones with a devastating Piledriver!
SS: He's going to pull out all the stops and then some to win! I like Smith Jones' style! He's technical but is not afraid to go the extra mile to get that win!
Smith lifts Nightrain to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Nightrain reverses it into a suplex of his own, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam before lifting Smith back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a Butterfly suplex, he then lifts Smith back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Smith to his feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before lifting Smith back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a half nelson suplex, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Smith back to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam, he then connects with a leg drop before lifting Smith back to his feet again, and slamming him face first into the cage, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Smith back to his feet, and connecting with another belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Smith back to his feet again, and connects with the Spinebuster!
DM: THUNDERING SPINEBUSTER! That's going to leave it's mark!
SS: SHIT! Come on, Smith! You have time, just stay focused!
DM: How's he going to stay focused if he's flat on his back?
SS: I... he still needs to stay focused and find a way to win!
DM: And you're ridiculous but we already established that!
Nightrain lifts Smith to his feet, scoops him up, and attempts to ram him head first into the cage, but Smith fights out of it, and pushes Nightrain face first into the cage. Nightrain turns around, holding his head in pain, and Smith connects with a chop block, he then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about fifteen stomps before reaching under the ring, pulling out a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, and waiting for Nightrain to get to his feet. Nightrain eventually gets to his feet, Smith connects with a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat to the head, and Nightrain's head has been busted open! Smith begins delivering barbed wire wrapped baseball bat shots to the left leg. He connects with about nine shots, he then drops the baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, and begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about eleven stomps before lifting Nightrain to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Nightrain back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before locking in the System!
DM: Smith has the System locked in! While it's not a submission match per say, it can wear Nightrain down to where Smith can put him in the ambulance!
SS: Right behind Yoshiru Long and Curtis Wilkes, Smith Jones is the best strategist in the history of this company! He's always a step ahead!
DM: You're putting him in the same category as The Elite? I'm shocked!
SS: It's not surprising! Hell, I think he and Curtis deserve to be solo stars, not be stuck in a group but that's just my opinion! They'll go farther if they are on their own! And as I also said in the past, if and when Yoshiru comes back, Yosh, Curt and Smith as a three man unit would be loads of awesomeness!
DM: Gotta admit, that would be a dangerous trio of stars!
Smith keeps locking more and more pressure on the hold as Nightrain growls in pain. Smith eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then waits for Nightrain to get to his feet. Nightrain eventually gets to his feet, and Smith runs at him, but Nightrain catches him with the Powerslam! he then lifts Smith to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before lifting Smith back to his feet, and slamming him face first into the cage again, he then lifts Smith back to his feet again, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Smith to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, gets behind him, and connect with a back suplex before lifting Smith back to his feet again, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Smith to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Smith back to his feet again, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then lifts Smith to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Smith back to his feet, and connecting with the Chokeslam! he then locks in the Derailer!
DM: OH MY GOD! It's... IT'S THE DERAILER! THE DERAILER IS LOCKED IN!
SS: FUCK! COME ON, SMITH! GET OUT OF IT! DON'T LET HIM BEAT YOU!
Nightrain keeps putting more and more pressure on the hold. Smith eventually passes out, and Nightrain releases the hold, he then lifts Smith to his feet, scoops him up, and begins carrying him toward the ambulance. Nightrain almost gets to the ambulance, but Smith fights Nightrain off by delivering elbows to the face, he then connects with a neckbreaker before lifting Nightrain to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then turns Nightrain over, and begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about twelve stomps before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then connects with a knee drop to the left leg before lifting Nightrain to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Nightrain back to his feet again, and connecting with a suplex, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before connecting with a elbow drop to the left leg, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker!
DM: Swinging Neckbreaker by the former Broadcast Champion! Smith Jones is in control!
SS: He's the superior athlete, Desiree! He's way better than Train could ever hope to become!
DM: Blah blah blah! We've heard it many times before! He's good, but you overrate him far too much!
SS: I do not! He's that damn good and show some respect to him!
DM: When you stop being a fat douche, then I'll do it!
Smith lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and goes for a DDT, but Nightrain reverses it into a back body drop, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for the Chokeslam! NO!!! Smith fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Nightrain, and connects with the Point of Controversy!
DM: POINT OF CONTROVERSY! The backstabber to the neck with authority!
SS: Stick a fork in Train! He is done!
DM: For once in your life, you might be right!
Smith opens the ambulance doors, lifts Nightrain to his feet, and places him in the ambulance before closing the doors!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... SMITH JONES!!!
"Sail" by Awolnation plays and the crowd boos loudly at Smith Jones being announced as the winner.
DM: Smith Jones has just won this unusual match.
SS: Yeah, what an athlete, first SJ Funk, now Nightrain. In Nightrain’s own match type too. That’s gonna hurt more.
DM: But look at the arrogance on Jones’ face.
Smith celebrates his hard fought victory when his music is suddenly interrupted.
Voice: HEY BITCH!!!!
Smith turns to towards to entrance way looking to see if anyone is coming, suddenly a small metallic object comes bouncing from behind the curtain. Two seconds later a loud bang insinuates from the object along with a debilitating bright light.
SS: Dammit it’s a flashbang. God thank god I’m down here, I can still see. Wait is that….
DM: Yes, its SJ Funk.
SJ runs from behind the curtain and delivers a strong running lariat to Smith. A few stomps before SJ drags Smith to his feet. SJ delivers a few knees to the mid-section before driving Smith headfirst into the side of the ambulance, leaving a small dint. Smith staggers backwards towards the ramp. SJ follows suit and delivers a forearm to the back of Smith’s head. Smith falls down and rolls down the ramp to the ring. SJ doesn’t let up and follows suit. It is now we realise SJ is carrying an army style Bergen on his back.
DM: Well I guess that army crate package we saw being delivered before the show belongs to SJ.
SS: But what is in it?
DM: I’m not sure, but I think we’re going to find out soon enough.
Smith gets to his feet and swings a couple of wild punches at SJ, SJ obviously using his combat training, parries both blows and delivers a few stiff blows to the side of Smiths head rocking him. SJ then grabs Smith by the head and launches him into the steel ring post. Smith stumbles into the security barrier using it to stay upright. As SJ comes forward Smith tries to bury a swift kick to SJ’s groin. Funk though see’s the blow coming side steps and delivers a stiff palm strike to the inside of Smiths knee. The blow causes Smith to lose his grip on the barricade and he falls to the ground. SJ drags him up and rolls him into the ring. He loosens the Bergen and slides it into the ring. Smith stumbles to his feet and sees SJ about to slide in and looks to deliver an elbow drop. However Smith’s reactions are still slow, due to the match and the effects of the stun grenade. SJ sees the elbow drop coming and faints the slide into the ring. The elbow drop hits nothing but canvas. SJ quickly enters the ring as Smith again struggles to his feet. SJ however delivers a straight kick to the side of Smith’s head, dropping him back to the canvas.
SS: This is bad, someone stop this.
DM: Why should they, Smith Jones did start this back on Rapture two weeks ago.
SJ unstraps and opens his Bergen before pulling out a cheese grater.
SS: What, a cheese grater, whats he going to do, make some toasted cheese sandwiches?
DM: Maybe some grated Jones Sandwiches.
SJ grabs Smith into the seated position before using the grater on his forehead. A few seconds pass before SJ slams Smiths head back onto the canvas and throws the grate aside.
SS: This is sick, someone get some help out here.
SJ goes back to his Bergen and pulls out a can of beer, he opens the can takes a swig and places it down, next he takes out a branding iron and a lighter. Lighting the end of the poker on fire he throws the lighter to the canvas and picks up his beer. Taking another swig before through the can away, SJ proceeds to violently places the branding iron onto the rear of Smith who is climbing to his feet aided by the ropes. As the shearing pain ignites in Smith he leaves go of the ring ropes grabs his behind screaming in pain. SJ removes the branding iron from Smith who struggles in pain, not realising hit turns towards SJ who has the flaming branding iron in front of his own face, he looks unemotionally at Smith before spraying the beer from his mouth towards the face of Smith, passing the naked flame the beer ignites and the whole flame engulfs Smith for a second or two, who drops to the mat holding his face in agony. Funk swats the flames of the branding iron out and drops it to the mat. Looking back to Smith who is wriggling in agony on the canvas. He picks him up and grabs him to a cross face chickenwing hold without much of a fight.
DM: We’ve seen this earlier tonight. Looks like SJ is about to hit the move with no name on Smith Jones.
Indeed he does, SJ lifting Smith into the air before twisting and driving him face first into the mat. SJ gets back to his feet and looks at the prone body of Smith lying motionless. Contempt strikes across Funk’s face as he exits the ring. Again he looks under the ring, first bringing out another barbed wire table. However this one also has a cloth wrapped round underneath. He slides it into the ring before bringing out a ladder from beneath the ring. He slides the ladder into the ring and follows. SJ sets the table up, followed by the ladder.
DM: Whatever SJ has in mind here, it does not bode well for Smith Jones.
SS: I think we may well be needing to call the police in to investigate a homicide here.
Not content with the set-up SJ picks up the lighter, strikes it before lighting the cloth of the table on fire. After he picks up the almost lifeless body of Smith onto his shoulders before beginning to climb to the top of the ladder. As he gets there he lays Smith across the top and swings himself round so his back is against the table. SJ points to the flaming barbedwire table as the crowd cheer. However there cheers are interrupted as “Du Hast” By Rammstein bellows through the arena and Morgan Simmons appears on the top of the rampway with the only other remaining members of Toxic, Kevin Smith and Joe Grizzly.
MS: STOP RIGHT THERE! You even think about doing that SJ and it will be the last move you make.
The camera pans to SJ Funk who is looking more annoyed by the interruption bellows back at the top of his voice.
SJ: BITE ME!
This infuriates Morgan who motions for her associates to rush the ring, they begin their way to the ring only to be stopped in their tracks as their path to the ring is suddenly blocked off by security guards, Shawn Williams, Ian Daniels and Luke Zander.
MS: What the hell do you three think you’re doing. You turn around right now and stop that from happening.
All three look to each other before motioning to stand their ground and not move an inch to let either member of Toxic past. Kevin Smith and Joe Grizzly try to rush to the ring, but all three Security guards stand tough, and block the attempt standing strong like NFL offensive linesmen, in some team cases doing a lot better job. SJ laughs before hucking Smith’s arms. SJ looks to Morgan, mouths the words “this is on you and Ryder.” Before lifting Smith into the air, twisting round he delivers a FunkBomb through the flaming barbed-wire table, the flames cut out instantly with the impact. The crowd begin a chant of holy shit as SJ climbs to his feet, both Desiree Miles and Shannon Saint remain silent. Morgan Simmons looks on shocked at the sight. Kevin Smith and Grizzly stop dead trying to get to the ring, looking on at the sight of the destroyed body of Smith Jones lying motionless in amongst the shatterend remains of the former flaming barbed-wire table. SJ Funk points to Simmons motioning with a cut throat gesture before he exits the ring and leaves through the chanting crowd. The three security guards finally move aside and also disappear as medical staff rush to the ring.
DM: SJ Funk got his form of revenge tonight on not just Toxic, but Smith Jones!
SS: It's a damn travesty! SJ Funk didn't deserve this barbaric display! I hope Funk gets suspended!
DM: Yeah... the odds of that are about as likely as you owning another professional wrestling company... AND NOT run it to the ground!
SS: I DID NO SUCH THING!
DM: Oh shut the hell up! You're getting on my nerves!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:26:04 GMT -5
The scene now opens up in the Team Lethality locker room. Israel Steele and Crystal Alvarez have walked in, not long after what just went down. Everybody looks up. Danielle stands there with a smirk on her face knowing that her team has added another powerful force to the fold.
Danielle Lopez: Welcome back to the family, big man. More important than that... welcome back to PC FUCKING W.
Izzy shakes hands with Danielle.
Israel Steele: It's been a long time and it feels fucking great to be back in the TRUE entertaining wrestling company in the game today.
TJ Parks: So the masked man was one of our own the entire time?
Israel Steele: That's right. Those cane shots didn't hurt.
TJ Parks: I bet they didn't. So care to elaborate on this story?
Everybody in Team Lethality looks at Danielle who has no hesitation of speaking about this.
Danielle Lopez: Oh yes. In two weeks on Rapture, we will explain EVERYTHING! Sound good?
Israel Steele: I'm fine with it.
TJ Parks: Sweet. This will be interesting.
Danielle Lopez (evil smirk): It will, TJ. It most certainly will.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The heavy bass strokes signal the beginning of "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon and the crowd explodes into a mixture of cheers and boos as Sickboy appears on the stage. He takes his time walking down the aisle, looking over at fans in the front row who are either cheering or booing at him.
Jimmy Wilkes: 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.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
SCREAM! SHOUT!
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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.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: It's the Honorable Demon against the master of the mind games! And Leon starts things off as he methodically tries to trap Curtis, closing him in. He has Curtis backed to the corner...and Curtis ducks under the lockup attempt! Leon quick to attempt again...and Curtis avoids the lockup the second time! Curtis with a series of low kicks to the calf...and he follows it up with a chop block!
SS: The big oaf is down to one knee, Desireè!
DM: Curtis hits the far ropes. Curtis on the rebound... shining wizard...no! Leon swats Curtis away!
SS: But Leon seems to be hurt! He's clutching his shoulders!
DM: Leon back to his feet. He reaches down, palming Curtis's skull to lift him up... and Curtis with a vicious roundhouse boot to the face! Leon stumbles back as he drops Curtis to the mat. Curtis rushes at Leon and leaps up at him ... tornado. .. no! Leon with a vicious belly to belly counter! If Curtis wishes to win this, he'll have to avoid being overcome by Leon's power game!
SS: He's fucking Curtis Wilkes. Of course he will!
DM: Leon tries to follow up by grabbing the fallen Curtis with a double choke grip. He lifts Curtis high in to the air...and Curtis counters with a knee to the jaw! And a second, forcing Leon to drop him back to the mat! Curtis hits the far ropes... head scissors takedown on the rebound! The big man is down as Curtis catches a quick breather.
SS: See? Told you, Desireè!
DM: Do NEVER, Shannon Saint, and I mean EVER, underestimate Leon Lonewolf.
SS: Hm!
Curtis makes his way over to Leon. Leon slowly makes it to all fours, only to have Curtis Wilkes in order to choke the life out of him! He struggles as Curtis pulls back to add more pressure, but Leon won't give up! Leon slowly makes it to his feet, struggling as Curtis pulls back for more pressure! Leon is up... and he falls back to break the hold!
SS: That has to hurt! Five hundred pounds crashing down on top of you!
DM: Curtis is slowly getting back to his feet as Leon prepares for a big boot... BUT CURTIS ESCAPES! Curtis with a dropkick to Leon's favored knee, as Leon stumbles, he falls down to it in pain. Curtis quickly grabs hold of Leon' neck...and he uses it to execute a picture perfect russian legsweep! And here's the first cover of the match!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!
DM: Leon kicks out! Curtis springboards as he waits for Leon to return to his feet... hard shot to the skull... and Leon stumbles back! Curtis with another shot, and he nails the champion in the chest with a dropsault!
SS: This is exactly what Curtis will need to do to win this match!
DM: Leon is hunched over...and Curtis with another dropsault, this time drilling the champion in the back! Leon crashes to the mat as Curtis finishes with a bulldog! Curtis grabs Leon by the arm and places it between his legs. He grabs the other arm applying an armbar for the submission!
SS: What a devastating submission!
DM: The ref is checking on Leon...but I highly doubt that he'll give up to this!
SS: You never know, Desireè! This hold is very painful... and Curtis has it locked in tight!
DM: Leon is struggling...and he uses his power to break the hold! Curtis is quick to return to his feet as Leon makes it to all fours... dropkick to the skull from Curtis!
SS: He has the champ back on the mat!
DM: Curtis with the springboard... moonsault! And he again makes the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!
DM: Leon kicks out again! Curtis waits as Leon slowly gets back up... THE INFECTION ...NO!!! Leon avoids the kick and bounces Curtis face first onto the ring post! The champ grabs Curtis... Spinebuster!
SS: It looks like Curtis was busted wide open with that shot, Desireè! How did Leon manage to do that!?
DM: Leon with a front facelock... and he drops Curtis skull first on to the bell with a DDT!
SS: I think Curtis's out!
DM: Leon makes the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO...NO!!!!!
DM: And Leon pulls Curtis up before the three count! He brings Curtis back to his feet... POWERBOMB!
SS: GODFUCKING DAMMIT!
DM: LEON WITH A COVER!
ONE!
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TWO!
...
NO! CURTIS KICKS OUT!
SS: YES! GO CURTIS!
DM: Leon to his feet, he's forcing Curtis to his feet... NO! Curtis with a boot to the gut! AND THERE'S THE SNAP DDT! HE HIT IT!
SS: It looks like Leon has been busted open as well, Desireè!
DM: Curtis rolls Leon over...and here's another cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THR...NO!!!!!
DM: NOT QUITE! Leon rolls the shoulder at the last second! Curtis quickly hits the springboard...spinning legdrop!
SS: He should be going for a second cover here!
DM: Leon is slow to get back to his feet... YET ANOTHER DDT! CURTIS HIT IT!
SS: MAKE THE COVER!
DM: Curtis grabs Leon's wrist...and he's trying with everything he has to drag Leon to the center of the ring! He brings Leon back to his feet!
SS: Leon looks to be hurt, Desireè!
DM: Curtis is slowly climbing to the top, possibly looking for a moonsault here...NO!!! Leon with a clubbing blow from behind, and Curtis falls off the top, crashing to the floor outside!
SS: He just took too long to reach the top...and it cost him, Desireè!
Leon falls to the mat, catching his breath. He looks over at the motionless Curtis. Leon waits as Curtis uses the barricade to pull himself back up...SPEAR!!! And they break through the barricade!
DM: Both men are down after that nasty spear tore through Curtis and the barricade!
The ref climbs out of the ring and checks on both men. Leon slowly starts to move. The ref returns to the ring as Leon struggles, but makes it to a standing position. He picks up Curtis and brings him over to the ring apron. Leon rolls Curtis in to the ring and quickly follows.
DM: Both men have been physically exhausted in this match, Saint! They've both been busted wide open! We've seen brutal hits from each of them! It's amazing that they're still standing!
SS: It's amazing Leon is even continuing this match!
DM: Leon is setting up for a high impact move... and this match is reaching a new level of danger!
SS: A high impact move? At his current state!?
Leon picks Curtis up with a front facelock. He climbs the corner, sitting on the top ropes.
DM: This could be dangerous! Leon is positioned on the top turnbuckle and he has Curtis with a front facelock! It looks like he's going for a SUPERPLEX!
SS: To be honest, I don't know how either of these men are still going! They've destroyed each other here tonight, and both are barely able to move!
DM: Leon with the lift... no!
SS: MY GOD!!! CURTIS WITH THE TORNADO DDT... AND BOTH MEN CRASH ON THE MAT!
DM: UNBELIEVABLE REVERSAL BY CURTIS WILKES IN THE NICK OF TIME!
SS: THEY'RE BOTH DOWN! LET'S SEE WHO GETS UP FIRST!
DM: And it's Curtis who gets to his feet first! Wilkes lifts Lone...NO!!! Lonewolf counters...WOLVEN ASSAULT!!! Lonewolf has the Wolven Assault locked in! Wilkes is in deep trouble here!
SS: Don't let it end like this!
DM: Wilkes struggling here as Lonewolf locks in the Wolven Assault tighter! I think it's about over, Taint!
SS: Like hell! Come on, Wilkes! You can get out of this!
DM: Wilkes looks like he's fading here! WAIT! Wilkes pulls up and leans forward, forcing Lonewolf's shoulders to the mat!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR...
DM: Lonewolf releases the hold to avoid the three count!
SS: YES!
DM: I think the damage has been done though, Taint! I can't see Wilkes recovering from this!
Lonewolf quickly grabs Wilkes. He positions Wilkes for the Lionheart once again.
DM: This could spell the end for Curtis Wilkes right here! It looks like Lonewolf is once again going for the Lionheart!
SS: Come on, Wilkes! Don't let him do this to you!
DM: Lonewolf lifts...NO! Wilkes drops to a knee to block the lift! Lonewolf with another attempt, but Wilkes drops to a knee again! Wilkes with a double leg takedown...and Lonewolf quickly counters with the Wolven Assault! He has it locked in again! Right in the middle of the ring!
SS: DAMN IT! Wilkes had him!
DM: Wilkes is struggling, but Lonewolf locks the hold in tighter! If Wilkes doesn't tap out, he's going to pass out!
Wilkes struggles as the referee checks on him. His motions become slower as it looks like he's almost out!
DM: I think the ref is going to call this one!
SS: It's not over yet!
DM: Wilkes is slow to move here, but it looks like he's on the verge of tapping!
As Wilkes' hand looks ready to tap, he reaches his free arm toward Lonewolf's head. He frees his leg-trapped arm, and in one solid motion lifts Lonewolf with a front facelock applied and the legs cradled.
DM: MY GOD! Wilkes just countered the Wolven Assault! He has Lonewolf positioned for the Downward Spiral...AND HE HITS IT!!! Downward Spiral in the center of the ring! Wilkes crawls over and makes the cover!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner...”THE AUSSIE PSYCHO” CURTIS WILKES!!!
The referee raises Wilkes' arm in the air as he barely can stand. "Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck" by Grinspoon once again hits the arena.
DM: What a tremendous match!
SS: I told you that Lonewolf would lose!
DM: It was one hell of an effort from Lonewolf, though! But in the end, Wilkes truly was a survivor!
Wilkes makes his way back up the aisle looking toward the ring as Lonewolf uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet. He leans across the top rope, staring at Wilkes.
DM: Lonewolf looks unhappy with the....WAIT! What the hell is this?!
The masked figure from Rapture slides in to the ring. He grabs Lonewolf, lifting him in to a torture rack position. The masked figure transitions the torture rack in to a devastating brainbuster! Wilkes' music is cut.
SS: HOLY SHIT! He may have broken Lonewolf's neck with that one!
DM: Look at Wilkes! He has stopped in his tracks, staring toward this masked man!
SS: It doesn't look like are masked man is finished!
The masked figure brings Lonewolf back to his feet and gets him in a urinage position. He applies an overhead key lock and kicks Lonewolf's leg out from underneath him, planting Lonewolf with a vicious reverse STO!
DM: Lonewolf is out as the masked man stays on all fours, staring at Wilkes!
SS: I think this is a statement to Wilkes. After the attack earlier tonight on Yoshiru, I think this masked man is after the Aussie Psycho!
DM: I wouldn't doubt it considering he went after Curtis' Elite partner in crime, Yoshiru Long! But heading to a different topic, up next is the PCW Platinum Championship match as Jerry Matthews defends against Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson!
SS: Retard against the great Preacher of a man, the greatest Platinum Champion of all time... in a Cage match!
DM: That's right, which means no Deacon Jeremiah to interfere and cost Reaper the match! With that said, let's get this match started!
Cut to the ring.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:26:46 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is a STEEL CAGE MATCH and it is for the PCW PLATINUM CHAMPIONSHIP!
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 the challenger!
JUST BECAUSE SEASONS DON'T FEAR THE REAPER!!!! DON'T MEAN YOU SHOULDN'T!!!!
"Chop Suey" by System of a Down hits the sound system, a weird blue light fills the arena, and outcomes Ryan ''the Reaper'' Robinson. Reaper has his signature black steel golf club in his right hand and a bottle of Reaping hot sauce in his left.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from a dark basement in Winchester, Kentucky, weighing in at 285 pounds. He is a member of Team Lethality... RYAN... "THE REAPER"... ROBINSON!!!
As Reaper looks around at the fans with a twisted smile on his face, he raises both items in the air before making his way down the ramp. He takes time to slap hands with the fans and gives one fan the bottle of Reapin' Hot Sauce. He slides in under the bottom rope to get in the ring. Reaper raises the golf club in the air to more cheers before setting it down and waiting for the match to begin.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: This is it! This is our Platinum Championship match everybody... inside the fifteen foot high Steel Cage!
SS: Go Jerry! Beat the retard and retain the Platinum Championship
The match begins, and Reaper delivers a punch to the head. Jerry returns a punch of his own, and they begin trading punches. Reaper. Jerry. Reaper. Jerry. Reaper. Jerry. Reaper. Jerry. Reaper gets the upperhand, and connects with a clothesline. Jerry gets to his feet, and Reaper connects with another clothesline. Jerry gets back to his feet, and Reaper connects with a third clothesline. Jerry gets back to his feet again, and Reaper runs into the ropes, runs back at Jerry, and connects with a shoulder tackle, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before lifting Jerry back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then turns Jerry over, and locks in a Camel clutch. Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper connects with a enzuigiri before waiting for Jerry to get back to his feet. Jerry eventually gets back to his feet, and Reaper connects with the Super kick! he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, and slams him face first into the cage before rubbing his face against the cage. He eventually stops, and Jerry's face has been cut open! Reaper connects with a big boot, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the head. He connects with about five punches, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, and connects with the Chokeslam before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Matthews kicks out at two!
SS: Good! Get out of this funk and beat Retard! Beat the retard!
DM: Will you shut the hell up! God you're annoying!
Reaper lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Jerry fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Reaper, and connects with a back suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches before lifting Reaper back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, and slams him face first into the cage before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Reaper to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Reaper, and connects with a running knee strike to the face before lifting Reaper to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Reaper to his feet delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Reaper back to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry connects with a clothesline. Reaper gets back to his feet, and Jerry connects with another clothesline. Reaper gets back to his feet again, and Jerry delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with the Samoan drop before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Reaper kicks out at two, thankfully!
SS: Dammit! Are you sure that was a near fall? Looked a little fishy to me!
DM: It was a two count lard ass!
Jerry lifts Reaper ot his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Reaper reverses it into a suplex of his own, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and slamming him face first into the cage again, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a half nelson suplex before turning Jerry over, and locking in the Crossface! Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before locking in a cross armbar. Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Jerry back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweet, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, and connects with a scoop powerslam before lifting Jerry to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the diving Elbow drop before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: NO! Matthews kicked out at two and a half!
SS: WOO! Get it together, Jerry! This is your match to shine!
Reaper locks in a rear chin lock. Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper 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 DDT, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, slams him face first into the cage, and Reaper's head has been busted open! Jerry begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about ten stomps, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before lifting Reaper to his feet, and slamming him face first into the cage, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet again, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a leg drop, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, and connects with another scoop slam before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then walks over to the cage, and begins climbing it. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the top, but he notices that Reaper is getting to his feet, a look of anger crosses his face, and he yells the words "Stay down, you autistic fool!" Reaper gets to his feet, and Jerry leaps off the top of the cage, and connects with the Angel's Flight before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: NO! Reaper thankfully kicked out just in time!
SS: BULLSHIT! This referee is biased! That was a three!
Jerry screams in anger, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and goes for a piledriver, but Reaper reverses it into a back body drop, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before turning Jerry over, and locking in the Ankle lock! Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches, he then locks in a surfboard stretch. Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Tiger suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before running at him, and connecting with the Reaper Splash, he then Irish whips Jerry into the turnbuckle on the other side of the ring before running at him, and connecting with another Reaper Splash, he then drags Jerry to the middle of the ring, and connects with a DDT before turning Jerry over, and locking in a armbar. Jerry refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and slams him face first into the cage before waiting for Jerry to get back to his feet. Jerry eventually gets back to his feet, and Reaper runs into the ropes, runs back at Jerry, and connects with a running bulldog, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Jerry to get back to his feet again. Jerry eventually gets back to his feet, and Reaper leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick, he then lifts Jerry to his feet and connects with the Soul Breaker version 3 before pandering to the fans!
DM: Reaper has something special cooked up for our great fans here tonight!
Reaper runs into the ropes, runs into the ropes on the other side of the ring, runs back at Jerry, and connects with the Reapist's Leg drop before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: NO! Thought Reaper had it!
SS: GOOD! Rebound Matthews! Rebound for god's sake! Don't let this nut win!
Reaper lifts Jerry to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before running at him, and going for a Reaper Splash, but Jerry moves out of the way, and Reaper crashes into the turnbuckle, he then comes off the turnbuckle, holding his stomach in pain, and Jerry connects with a clothesline. Reaper gets to his feet, and Jerry connects with another clothesline. Reaper gets back to his feet, and Jerry connects with a third clothesline. Reaper gets back to his feet again, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Reaper, and connects with a running bulldog, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, and slams him face first into the cage before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about twelve punches, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then connects with a leg drop before lifting Reaper back to his feet again, and slamming him face first into the cage, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before turning Reaper over, and delivering punches to the head. He connects with about seven nine punches, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Crucifix Powerbomb into the cage before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: HOLY SHIT! REAPER KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT!
SS: DAMMIT! FUCK! THAT WAS A THREE! WHAT THE FUCK?!
DM: This has been a damn good contest! One of the best cage matches we have had in PCW!
Jerry lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but Reaper fights out of it by doing a back flip, lands on his feet behind Jerry, and connects with a German suplex before lifting Jerry to his feet, and connecting with the Spinebuster! he then walks over to the cage, and begins climbing to the top. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the top.
DM: YES!!! You have the match won, Reaper! All you have to do is climb down, and the PCW Platinum championship comes home to Team Lethality! Climb down, and win that title, Reaper! Don't do anything you may regret! Just climb down, and get the win, dammit!
Reaper looks around at the cheering fans before looking down at Jerry, he then looks back at the fans, shrugs his shoulders, leaps off the top of the cage, and connects with Death From Above!
DM: OH MY GOD! DEATH FROM ABOVE, FROM FIFTEEN FEET HIGH! GOOD GOD THAT WAS A BIG FALL!
SS: I guess the saying is true! Retards can fly!
Desiree punches Shannon in the face for that comment.
DM: Fuck you, you fat worthless piece of shit!
Reaper holds his stomach in pain for a moment, but he eventually toughens up, and begins crawling toward Jerry. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to Jerry, and goes for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: OH MY GOD! THAT WAS CLOSE! SO FREAKING CLOSE!
SS: Holy shit! My heart... my heart is racing here!
DM: This can make a viewer have a heart attack!
Reaper has a shocked look on his face, but he just shakes it off, and panders to the fans before going to the corner, and signaling for Jerry to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs at him, looking to go for the Black Hole Gore! NO!!! Jerry moves out of the way, and Reaper crashes shoulder first into the turnbuckle, he then comes out of the corner holding his shoulder in pain, and Jerry delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Savior's Wrath before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: REAPER KICKS OUT AGAIN! REAPER KICKS OUT AND KEEPS OUR HOPES ALIVE!
SS: FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT REF?!
DM: Calm down, Taint! That was fair and YOU KNOW IT!
Jerry gets extremely frustrated over the kickout, and begins yelling at the ref, he then grabs the vile of Holy water, and waits for Reaper to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry goes to throw the Holy water into his face, but before he can do it, Reaper blasts Jerry in the face with a Fireball! he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with the Soul Breaker!
DM: SOUL BREAKER! REAPER WITH THE SOUL BREAKER!
SS: Oh no! NO! NO! NO!
DM: COME ON REAPER! YOU CAN DO THIS!
Reaper begins pandering to the fans again before going to the corner, and signaling for Jerry to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs at him, and connects with the Black Hole Gore! he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with the Reaper slam before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
DM: YES! OH MY GOD! REAPER HAS WON THE PLATINUM CHAMPIONSHIP! TEAM LETHALITY HAS THE PLATINUM TITLE! WE HAVE THE FUCKING PLATINUM CHAMPIONSHIP!
SS: FUCK! THE RETARD HAD THE TITLE! THIS IS HORRIBLE!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner by pinfall and the NEWWWWWW PCW PLATINUM CHAMPION... RYAN... "THE REAPER"... ROBINSON!!!
"Chop Suey" by System Of A Down hits the PA system, and the crowd erupts with cheers as Ryan ''the Reaper'' Robinson is handed the PCW Platinum championship, and his arm is raised in victory. Reaper looks around at the fans with a big smile on his face, he then asks for a mic, and begins speaking.
Ryan "the Reaper" Robinson: As most of you probably know. I promised I would have a surprise for all my Reapists, and all the Lethalities if I won the Platinum championship. Well. I won, and I'm a man of my word, so you will get that surprise. What is that surprise? Money! That's right. Money! As most of you know. I'm rich! I'm a pro wrestler, I own a very successful restaurant in twelve different states, and I sell a number of successful food products, sports drinks, and energy drinks on PCW.com, so money is not exactly a problem for me. Which brings me to my surprise for all of you. Every time I win a match as Platinum champion. I will give away some of my money to all of you great fans.
The crowd cheers even louder, and Reaper nods before continuing.
Reaper: That's right! Thousands of hundred dollar bills will fall from the ceiling, and that will start NOW!
"Chop Suey" by System Of A Down hits the PA system, and thousands of hundred dollar bills fall from the ceiling as fans waste no time catching as much as they can, and Reaper raises the PCW Platinum championship in the air to even more cheers from the crowd. All of a sudden. The music stops, Not Listening by Papa Roach hits the PA system, and out comes Jay Thunder with a brief case, and a evil smirk on his face to boos from the crowd. He wastes no time making his way to the ring. Once he gets to the ring. He walks up the steps, and mockingly claps for Reaper, he then asks for a mic, and begins speaking.
Jay Thunder: Ryan. Ryan. Ryan. You finally did it, bro! You won the PCW Platinum championship!
The crowd cheers loudly.
Jay Thunder: I'm sure you're really tired after that amazing cage match you just competed in. Am I right?
Reaper shrugs.
Jay Thunder: Listen, Reaps. I'm really happy for you.
Jay smirks.
Jay Thunder: I really am! but I need to know if I heard right. Did you say you were going to give money away to the PCW fans every time you win a match while you're Platinum champion?
Reaper nods.
Jay Thunder: Wow. Well. Unfortunately for them. This will be the last time they get any money from you.
Reaper gives Jay a confused look, and Jay chuckles.
Jay Thunder: You see, Reaps. happen to have one of my brief cases with me, and I think I just might cash it in right no............
Before Jay can finish. Reaper connects with the Superkick!
DM: SUPERKICK! RIGHT TO THE JAW! DOWN GOES JAY THUNDER! DOWN GOES JAY THUNDER!
The fans cheer loudly as "Chop Suey" by System Of A Down hits the PA system, and Reaper exits the ring before making his way to the backstage area with the PCW Platinum championship, taking his time to slap hands with the fans.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:27:56 GMT -5
DM: Well that was a memorable match! Congratulations to Reaper on bringing the Platinum Championship to Team Lethality! We're proud of you!
SS: Meh!
DM: But coming up, it's our main event of the evening! Syn defends the PCW World Heavyweight Championship against "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez!
SS: Two fantastic wrestlers doing battle in that ring for the most prestigious championship in the business today! It's going to be great!
DM: We're ready to start this damn thing! Let's get it on with the introductions!
"Duality" by Slipknot hits, the lights dim and smoke starts to fill the arena as Syn creeps onto the stage, a sick smile on his face and the newer version of the PCW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder, while his customized title belt is around his waist. He stands up straight and and slowly walks down to the ring with his hands clasped behind his back. He creeps up the steel steps and enters the ring. He gives both of his titles to the referee before sitting down Indian style in the middle of the ring as he awaits for the match to begin.
SS: Syn is focused on the task at hand!
DM: But so is his opponent!
"Still I Rise" by Shadows Fall hits and the crowd cheers loudly. A few second later, Danielle Lopez appears with the hood of her jacket on her head to even more cheers, but the cheers only get louder as Talia Skye appears beside her. The two of them look at each other, nod and then walk down the ramp. Both of them slap hands with as many fans as they can. They appear at the end of the ramp and Talia gives Danielle a pep talk. The two BFF's hug before Danielle slides in the ring 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, takes off her jacket and waits for the match to begin with an intense and focused expression on her face.
Jimmy Wilkes: Ladies and gentlement, this is your MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING and it is scheduled for ONE FALL! And it is for the PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd unanimously cheers as Danielle rolls out of the ring and shares more high fives with the fans before sliding back in.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first, the challenger, being accompanied by Talia Skye! She is from San Diego, California! She is the longest reigning PCW Broadcast Champion at 240 days, a former PCW Brawl Champion, she was one half of the first and only PCW Women's Tag Team Champions and she is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame. She is the leader of Team Lethality... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLLLLLLLLLLLE LOPEZ!!!
The crowd cheers loudly.
Jimmy Wilkes: And now the champion! He hails from Parts Unknown! He weighed in this morning at 216 pounds! He is a three time World Champion and the leader of The Disciples of Syn. He is the current reigning and defending PCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD... "THE MASTER OF SHADOWS"... SYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYNNNNNNN!!!
The crowd gives off a mixed reaction, more boos than cheers as Syn raises up both of his titles. He hands the titles to the referee. raises it in the air before handing it to the ringside attendant. He goes back to the center of the ring and looks at both Syn and Danielle before the bell to start this one off rings.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And HERE WE GO! First time one on one meeting between two of the best wrestlers in PCW today! Syn and Danielle Lopez for the PCW World Heavyweight Championship!
SS: Let's go Syn! Let's go!
DM: I was wondering how long it would take you to know who you are rooting for! Can't say I'm surprised either!
SS: That's funny! I know for sure who the hell you're rooting for! With you being a Team Lethality member and all!
DM: Maybe so, but I'm not as obvious and I'm not a douche bag about it either!
Syn and Danielle circle around the ring for a good position to engage in a collar and elbow tie up. Neither competitor gets the upperhand. They break it up and try it for a second time and still no advantage is being taken. Both of them are getting frustrated and they attempt it for a third time, but Danielle ducks it. Once Syn turns around, Danielle hits him with an arm drag takedown. Syn gets back up and Danielle nails him with a dropkick to the face.
DM: Danielle with a nice dropkick early in the match!
SS: It's early! And it wasn't anything special either!
Syn gets back up and he goes back to focus. Danielle gets Syn in a side headlock. Syn shoots her off into the ropes. Danielle comes back off the rebound... and Syn shoulderblocks her into the mat. Danielle gets back to her feet and bounces off the ropes. She runs towards Syn, who leapfrogs her and Danielle is sent to the other side. Danielle comes back... and Syn back body drops her to the mat to take her down.
DM: Now it's Syn with the upperhand!
SS: This is going to be an even match up! Syn's going to win, but it'll be even!
DM: Oh! So you want to bet on this match then?
SS: I'll bet two grand that Syn wins! And if he somehow loses, you get the money and I'll sit quiet for two matches on the next show!
DM: You got yourself a deal, fatass!
Danielle gets back up and looks at Syn. Syn grabs Danielle by the arm and whips her to a neutral corner. Syn runs in... but Danielle moves out of the way. Danielle immediately runs off into the ropes, comes back, and hits Syn with a bulldog to take him down to the mat. Danielle immediately gets Syn to his feet and starts kicking him in the abdomen before delivering a stiff kick to the gut and then dropping the World Champion to the mat with a snap suplex.
DM: Danielle with a nice suplex there to take down Syn!
SS: Eh!
DM: Oh shut up, you shit! If you have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all!
Danielle gets Syn up to a seated position and starts kicking at his spine repeatedly with soccer like kicks. She backs away for a moment and goes for a kick to the back of the head but Syn ducks and Danielle misses. However as Syn was about to get back to his feet, Danielle hits him with a superkick to the jaw to take him back down. She quickly hooks the leg as referee Jack Payne is ready to count the fall.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Syn kicks out at the count of two!
SS: It's going to take a hell of a lot to keep Syn down for the count! He IS the World Champion after all!
Danielle gets Syn in a seated position and locks him in a chinlock. Danielle has it locked in but Syn gets back to a vertical base and hits Danielle with a jawbreaker to force her off. Danielle stumbles back. Syn gets back up to his feet and Danielle shakes it off and goes for Syn, but Syn catches wind of hit and hits her with a back body drop. Danielle gets back to her feet, but it doesn't bode any better for her as Syn drops her with a flying clothesline.
DM: Danielle and Syn have their own style of wrestling, but I fully believe this will be a back and forth contest between two excellent athletes!
SS: Maybe so, but the only thing that'll matter is who walks out as the PCW World Heavyweight Champion!
DM: You're right about that, which I'm going to keep my opinions on that to myself, since I'm not biased and all!
Syn gets up and shakes off any cobwebs he may have had before getting Danielle to her feet. Syn hits Danielle with a right... and a second... and a third... and a fourth before whipping her off into the ropes. Danielle comes back off the rebound, and Syn hits her with a forearm smash to the face. Danielle goes down to the mat but Syn stays on her by driving an elbow drop to her... and he keeps repeating the elbow drops until he feels she is weakened enough for him to hook the leg for the cover.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Now Danielle with the kickout!
SS: Impossible! I think the ref needs to have his eyes checked!
DM: Quit grasping for straws, idiot! It was a clear-cut two count!
Syn doesn't waste anytime in getting up and also raising Danielle to her feet. He whips Danielle into one of the turnbuckles and Danielle goes back first into the padding. Syn runs up to her but Danielle gets a knee up and it connects to Syn's face. Syn goes back and Danielle runs up... Crucifix Headscissors! And down goes Syn. Danielle looks down at Syn and raises her arm in the air to huge cheers from the crowd before going back to the ground game and locking in a sitdown Dragon Sleeper.
DM: Danielle now going technical with a sitdown Dragon Sleeper hold!
SS: Dammit! I mean it's a nice change of pace, but get out of it Syn!
Danielle has the hold locked in tightly and Syn is having a bit of trouble getting out of it. Danielle locked it on even tighter and the pain is only getting more unbearable at this point. However, Syn starts to get to a vertical base. He's up and then drops back, slamming Danielle to the mat. Syn gets up to a seated position before getting back to his feet. He gets Danielle to the corner and begins choking her with his foot across her throat. Jack Payne warns Syn to let go, but Syn isn't complying. The referee has no choice but to impliment the mandated five count.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Syn lets go before the count of five. Syn backs away before running up... and hitting a running facewash to Danielle. Danielle goes down to the mat and Syn stands there emotionless of the matter. He drags Danielle to the middle of the ring and now has her locked in a triangle choke and Danielle is damn near helpless here.
DM: Triangle choke! Syn has the Triangle Choke locked in on Danielle Lopez!
SS: YES! Make her tap! Make her scream in agony!
DM: Ugh!
Syn has it locked in tightly and Danielle cannot move. The crowd is cheering loudly, trying to will Danielle on. From there, Danielle starts moving towards the ropes. Syn tightens the hold but Danielle is somehow getting closer with the movement of her legs. She inches closer and closer. Almost there... and SHE HAS IT! Danielle wraps her legs around the ropes and in a surprise move, Syn breaks the hold.
DM: That's a first! You don't see Syn really giving clean breaks, and that's considering he was choking Danielle with his foot not two minutes ago!
SS: These ref's are biased! Although he has the champion's advantage, he is an honorable champion!
DM: I have no problem with Syn as a competitor, but to say he has honor is stretching it, don't ya think?
Syn drags Danielle to her feet and delivers a few forearms to the face of "The Lethal Latina". He delivers a few more forearms to Danielle before whipping her into the ropes. Danielle comes back off the rebound and Syn goes for a clothesline... but Danielle ducks underneath. Syn turns around as Danielle comes back off the rebound again... and she hits a forearm to rock Syn back before hooking him up... and hitting him with a Tornado DDT to take him down.
DM: Danielle with the Tornado DDT and this is her chance to get back in this one!
SS: Yeah but she's down as well! Syn worked well on the neck area for several minutes and it's a reason why Danielle can't capitalize!
DM: The first person that gets to their feet should have the advantage!
Both competitors are down but that changes as Syn slowly gets to his feet and rolls out to the apron. Danielle is also getting to a knee as she's slowly getting up to a vertical base after what she went through in the match so far. Once Danielle is up, she manages to whip Syn to the ropes, but Syn goes over the top, landing right on his feet on the ring apron. Syn positions himself to springboard in - PBD! DANIELLE HIT SYN POTENTIAL BRAIN DAMAGE RIGHT IN MID MOVE!Syn's head whipped back as he tumbled off of the ropes, before it smacked off the apron and he fell in a heap onto the floor below at ringside. Inside the ring, Danielle is down as well and referee Jack Payne begins the count as the crown cheers. As the ref continued his count and Danielle began moving around on the inside, Syn laid motionless out on the floor as a noticeably large pool of blood began to form under his head, all of it coming from the damaged left eye. Slowly, he began to move as well, trying to pull himself up using the ring as the blood began pouring down his body.
DM: Good god have mercy! His eye is bleeding, and he... he is getting back to his feet!
SS: How the hell can it happen from smacking your skull off the apron?
DM: Anything can happen! It's well documented of Syn having an injured left eye in the past! It has gone on since his days in WKF and the injury was caused by the new Platinum Champion, Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson!
SS: Fucking retard!
DM: Watch that mouth fat ass!
He wobbled as he slowly crawled into the ring just as Danielle made it to her feet, but the ref paused the action as he noticed Syn's state and began questioning The World Champion on if he can continue. Syn looked out one his feet and obviously very hurt, but continually shook his head no when the ref asked if he wished to stop the match and forfeit.
DM: Surprisingly enough, Syn still continues on while losing a lot of blood!
SS: Not sure if he has a lot of guts, but this is highly risky!
DM: True but the holy grail of this company is at stake and both Syn and Danielle want that belt!
Syn is barely standing and Danielle grabs Syn and whips him out of the ring and he lands on the floor. It takes a moment but Syn gets to his feet on the outside. Danielle gets to the ropes. She dives over them... and hits Syn with a plancha that sends them both to the floor. Danielle gets up to her feet and slaps hands with the fans before focusing back on Syn. She grabs him by the hair... and smashes his face into the steel steps. Jack Payne sees the maylay and begins the ten count for the competitors to get themselves back in the ring.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Danielle now smashes Syn's head off the ring apron.
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
Danielle slides Syn back into the ring before sliding in herself. Danielle gets back to her feet and gets Syn up. She delivers a few rights before going with kicks to the mid-section of the World Champion. Syn's left eye is bleeding badly here. Danielle whips Syn into the corner and Syn crashes back first into the turnbuckle. Danielle runs up and nails a shoulder into Syn's mid-section. Syn stumbles out and is to a knee. Danielle gets to the top rope and waits for Syn to get back to his feet. Syn gets back up and Danielle dives off, going for it...
DM: DRAGONRANA! Danielle just hit Syn with the Dragonrana! What a move!
SS: I'll admit it, that was impressive!
DM: Danielle also has the pin! Could this be it?
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Syn with the kickout at two and a half!
SS: Thank you Jesus! I don't want that damn stable to hold another one of our titles! It's bad enough the Tag Team and the Platinum title is in their camp!
DM: Shut up! We're going to hold all the titles eventually! Team Lethality is the it thing in Premium Championship Wrestling and you just have to deal with it!
Danielle gets to her feet and plays up to the fans by pointing at them and the fans cheer for her. She goes towards Syn and gets him to his knees. Danielle delivers a kick which gets a cheer. She delivers a second which only gets more cheers. She delivers kick after kick and the fans cheers are only getting louder. She goes for another one... but Syn ducks it and pushes Danielle forward to provide him with a moment of getting back to his feet. Danielle turns around and Syn kicks her in the gut and goes for it...
DM: SIDE EFFECT! Syn with the Side Effect to Danielle Lopez, and it may just provide him with that chance to get back into the match!
SS: Come on, Syn! You know what to do! Beat her!
DM: It's anybody's ball game really! Neither have had a clear cut advantage save for a few points in the match!
Syn is a little wobbly and the blood is still flowing from his left eye. He gets Danielle to a seated position and begins punching her in the forehead. With each shot, you hear a smattering amount of boos for the PCW World Heavyweight Champion. With the boos intensifying, Syn continues the onslaught before kicking Danielle to the mat. Syn looks at the audience who are booing him before getting Danielle back up to her feet. He now whips her into a corner and "The Lethal Latina" crashes hard into the padding. Syn runs up... and hits a clothesline to Danielle to cause her to fall into a seated position in the corner. Syn now takes a step back, bloody eye and all and runs up to Danielle and hits a running facewash to her head. Syn now drags Danielle out of the corner and hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Now Danielle with the kickout at two and a half!
SS: Dammit! Stay down you taco! Stay down!
DM: Didn't we already have this issue with your racism two weeks ago when I punched you in the face to end the show?
SS: ... I don't remember!
DM: Your face after the show told a completely different story, but nonetheless, let's get back to the action!
Syn looks at the referee before focusing back to the match. He gets Danielle to a seated position and starts driving his knee into her spine repeatedly. He drives the knee there a few more times before locking "The Lethal Latina" in a chin lock with the right knee pressed directly into Danielle's upperback. Syn has it locked in tightly, but fortunately for Danielle, she's not that far away from the ropes. She begins to scoot her way to the ropes in hopes of the hold breaking. But Danielle has another idea and gets to a vertical base. She grabs Syn by the head... and hits him with a jawbreaker to break the hold.
DM: Now Danielle needs to capitalize! Capitalize girl!
SS: Snap out of it, Syn!
Syn stumbles and Danielle gets back to a vertical base. Danielle turns towards Syn and starts kicking him hard in the ribs. She kicks him in the legs as well before delivering a side kick to the face to stun him more. Danielle now bounces off the ropes and charges towards Syn before going for it...
DM: THE LETHAL CURSE! Danielle with The Lethal Curse to Syn!
SS: DAMMIT! At least she can't capitalize!
DM: Danielle and Syn are down on the mat! Referee Jack Payne is about to give the mandated ten count for both the champion and challenger to get back to their feet!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
Danielle and Syn start to stir.
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
DM: Both competitors are up to their feet, just barely beating the ten count!
SS: I don't know how the hell Syn is standing! He's lost a shit load of blood from his eye and it's only getting worse from there!
Syn's barely standing on his feet, and he's lost a ton of blood from smacking his head onto the ring apron. Danielle nods her head in acknowledgement to the fans before looking back at Syn. Syn asks for a lock up and Danielle complies. The two lock up and Danielle shoots in a side headlock. Syn pushes Danielle forward into the ropes. Danielle comes back and Syn goes for a clothesline, but Danielle ducks it to cause Syn to miss. Danielle bounces off the other ropes and comes back. Syn turns around... and Danielle hits him with a forearm smash to the face. Syn gets up and Danielle hits him with a second forearm to the face. Syn gets back up for a third time and Danielle delivers a kick to the gut and hooks him in position...
DM: DA XTREME KNOCKOUT! Danielle hit Syn with James Baker's finishing move!
SS: SHIT! How the fuck did she do this?
DM: It's called skill, dumbass! And Danielle has the pin! Will this be it?
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!
DM: Syn kicks out just before the count of three! That was close!
SS (relieved): Oh my god! That was a close call! Thankfully Syn kicked out! Thank god!
Danielle sits there for a moment to collect herself before getting back to her feet. She claps her hands and the crowd claps along with her. Syn gets up but is clearly wobbly and not all there due to the heavy loss of blood from his eye. He nearly loses his footing but is otherwise okay. Danielle hits him with a forearm strike to the cranium... and another one before going for a spinning backfist... but Syn ducks it and grabs Danielle by the arms before hitting it...
DM: THE KILLING JOKE! Syn with the Killing Joke to Danielle from seemingly out of nowhere!
SS: He pulled that one out of his ass there, thankfully at that!
DM: But Syn's down as well as Danielle! The blood loss has really taken a lot out of the World Champion!
Both Syn and Danielle are down... but Syn finds a way to crawl to Danielle and only partially drapes an arm over her as Jack Payne goes down to count the fall.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!
DM: Now Danielle kicks out before the three count! Incredible!
SS: Back and forth they go here! I'll admit, it's been a fun contest! Lots of action and damn near many near falls too!
Syn is struggling to get back to his feet as he basically has only one good eye here. He gets up but is finding it much harder to stand and see fully. Danielle is also starting to come to her senses and get up rather slowly as well. Both competitors are spent here and the fatigue is evident. Syn comes at Danielle with a right which is met with a negative reaction from the crowd. But Danielle fires back with a right of her own to cheers from the PCW faithful in Rio Rancho. Back and forth they go. Danielle and Syn trade punches. Syn tries for another one, but Danielle blocks it and hits a few more rights before whipping Syn into the ropes. Syn comes back off the rebound and Danielle leapfrogs him, sending him to the other end. Syn comes back once more and Danielle leaps up when he arrives.
DM: Perfectly executed dropkick to the face by Danielle Lopez! Right on the button!
SS: Dammit! This isn't looking too good! Not good at all!
Danielle gets up and shakes off the cobwebs while Syn is down on the mat. Danielle gets Syn up to his feet and whips him into the corner. Danielle runs up and hits a knee to the jaw. She transitions it into a bulldog position... and hits Syn with a running bulldog from out of the corner. She gets back up and looks at the turnbuckle. She steps out onto the apron and goes to the top. She looks at Syn to make sure he's in position. Once she feels Syn is in the appropriate position, Danielle dives off the top...
DM: WONDER WOMAN! Danielle Lopez with the Corkscrew 450 Splash to Syn! Incredible!
SS: Oh no! This isn't good!
DM: For Syn, it isn't! Danielle hooks the leg! Could she realize the dream here?
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE---NO!!!!
DM: Oh my god! Syn just kicked out! I thought Dani had the match!
SS: That was a little too close for comfort!
Danielle sits there and is wondering if it was a three but Jack Payne assures her that it was a two. Danielle gets back to a vertical base and gets Syn up as well. She goes behind him and locks in a sleeper hold. Danielle has the hold locked in tightly and Syn is trying to fight out of it, but is starting to fade. Syn tries to get out of it once more, but doesn't have enough to do it and ends up fading out. Danielle has the hold locked in and referee Jack Payne looks at Syn to make sure he's still conscious. The ref grabs Syn's arm, raises it up and it drops.
ONE!!!!
Jack Payne raises Syn's arm again... and it drops once more...
TWO!!!!
Payne raises Syn's hand once more, but Syn manages to keep it upright and now has some life in him. He gets to a vertical base and has Danielle on his shoulders... before slamming her down with an Electric Chair Drop. Both Syn and Danielle lay there motionless for a bit and Jack Payne begins his mandated ten count once more.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
Syn starts crawling towards Danielle who still lays there.
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
And right before the count of ten, Syn drapes his right arm on top of Danielle and Jack Payne counts the fall.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE---NO!!!!
DM: HOLY HELL! DANIELLE JUST KICKED OUT! SHE'S NOT GOING TO GIVE UP!
SS: DAMMIT! That was a fucking three! Get your head in the game, Payne!
DM: Shut up, Taint! You couldn't referee a fucking match if your life depended on it!
Syn looks up at the referee and is in shock that it wasn't a three. He gets up and a look of rage is on his face. He starts stomping on Danielle repeatedly before dropping a knee directly to her skull. Syn now gets Danielle into a seated position and once more drives his knee directly into Danielle's spine, repeatedly. Danielle is still in the seated position and Syn gets back up... and immediately hits a running knee strike to the spine of Danielle Lopez to take her back down to the mat.
DM: Syn is now back in control and this has been a grueling main event! Both Syn and Danielle have been through hell!
SS: And they'll continue to go through it until Syn wins the god damn match! This one is his for the taking!
DM: I don't know! He's lost A LOT of blood but he's still in the match!
Syn looks at the crowd, impaired vision and all, and the crowd gives him a mixed reaction, much better than he's received for the duration of the match. He starts stomping on Danielle some more in hopes of keeping her grounded. Syn quickly bounces off the ropes and hits Danielle with a leg drop across the throat. Syn gets back to a vertical base and waits for Danielle to get back to her feet. Danielle starts to get up, albeit slowly. She is up to her feet and turns around. Syn then kicks her in the gut and hooks her up for the Killing Joke once more... NO! Danielle blocks it and hits a neckbreaker to get out of it.
DM: Danielle with the neckbreaker and knowing her like I do and what we conversed about leading up to this match, I can safely say she is not done yet!
SS: NO! GOD NO!
DM: Danielle gets to the top and backflips off of the turnbuckle... LATINASAULT! Danielle with the LATINASAULT! She hit Syn with a move she used in her rookie days as a professional wrestler!
SS: Oh god! I'm scared!
DM: Danielle instantly back to her feet and looks at Syn before stomping her foot repeatedly on the ground! Oh my god! OH MY GOD! SHE'S GOING FOR IT! SHE'S GOING FOR THE KILL! DO IT DANIELLE! IT'S YOUR TIME!
SS: NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOO! DON'T TURN AROUND SYN!
DM: Syn gets to his feet and turns around... BAM! POTENTIAL BRAIN DAMAGE! DANIELLE HITS POTENTIAL BRAIN DAMAGE TO SYN!
SS: NO! This cannot be fucking happening!
DM: DANIELLE HOOKS THE LEG! OH MY GOD! THIS IS HAPPENING! IT'S REALLY HAPPENING!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
SS: KICKOUT SYN! KICKOUT FOR GOD'S SAKE!
THREE!!!!
DM: YES! YES! YES! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION! DANIELLE LOPEZ HAS FINALLY DONE IT! SHE IS THE NEW PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
SS: SON OF A BITCH!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... and NEW PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE LOPEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!
"Still I Rise" by Shadows Fall hits and the crowd comes completely unglued in a unanimous amount of cheers as Danielle realizes the dream. She is handed the World title and looks at it before the realization sets in that she finally made it to the top of the mountain.
DM: TEAM LETHALITY HAS CAPTURED THREE OF THE FOUR TITLES IN PCW! And Danielle, for all the bullshit she endured from that fucking jackoff Jose, to being passed over time after time again for a shot at the title! She FINALLY got the shot she rightfully deserved and she has taken her place at the Main Event table!
SS: This sucks!
DM: Shut the fuck up, Taint! This is a feel good moment and you're RUINING it, you assclown!
Danielle having noticable tears in her eyes clutches her newly won title close to her. She rolls out of the ring and goes into the crowd to celebrate with the fans, high-fiving, hugging and letting them hold the title for a bit. She does this for every fan she can before hopping back over the barricade and into the ring. From there, she's met by her fellow Team Lethality members. The tag team champions Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson give her a high five and a hug. The new PCW Platinum Champion Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson stands there with his title. Danielle has the PCW World Championship in her hand and the two touch titles before all of Team Lethality comes out and celebrates this victory and the fans are blowing the roof off the building with the amount of cheers they are giving here.
DM: This is without question a feel good story! Three years, nine months and three days of hard work has paid off here tonight!
SS: This is a nightmare!
Danielle goes to the top rope and raises her newly won championship in the air before hopping off. From there, she's met by Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks of Da Xtreme Dynasty, two of her closest friends since she became a wrestler. She hugs them before seeing her husband James Baker, the one who also trained her. The two of them hug and share a kiss before James carries Danielle on his shoulders while she continues to raise the PCW World Heavyweight Championship in the air to a thunderous amount of cheers from the fans in attendance.
DM: What a historic night! What a moment we're witnessing in front of us right now! Unfortunately we are all out of time! For Shannon Taint, I am Desiree Miles! We are proud to have brought all of you great people this great pay-per-view! See you in two weeks for Rapture live from the Toyota Center in Houston, Texas! Take care!
Desiree from there takes off her headset and gets in the ring to celebrate with her fellow Team Lethality members. The last image is of Danielle Lopez, Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson, Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson standing beside each other and they raise the PCW World Heavyweight, Platinum and World Tag Team Championship belts respectively as the crowd cheers and everybody behind them celebrates the moment. From there, we...
Fade to Black.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 22, 2013 15:29:04 GMT -5
Credits, yo! Give the following people their props on writing this great show!
Intro: Me/Funk Scars Cup: Me (Wallace and Reaper wrote the Wallace entrance) Post Match: Funk Danielle Lopez interview: Danielle Draven/Duvall: Jessie Fifteen seconds of Fame: Dennis (Smith Jones) Mi Pi Sexy vs. Mya/Totoya: Me Post Match: Me Yoshiru/Curtis segment, Yoshiru gets attacked: ? Lekkter vs. Drako: Me Mariah/Rachel vs. Styles/Banks: Reaper SJ Funk attacks Toxic Part II: Funk Three on one match: Me Post Match/Masked Man reveal: Danielle Stryker vs. Brytain: Reaper Post match/Pre match: Dennis (Smith Jones) Smith vs. Nightrain: Reaper Post Match: Funk Israel Steele is welcomed into Team Lethality: Danielle Curtis vs. Leon: Mariano Post Match: ? Matthews vs. Reaper: Reaper Reaper/Jay segment: Reaper Syn vs. Danielle: Me Ending: Me
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