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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:15:37 GMT -5
Warning: The following content is rated TV-MA and it is intended for mature audiences only. This program has the strong possibility of containing extreme graphic violence, strong profanity, nudity and/or strong sexual content and does not cater to the politically correct and those who are easily offended. Viewer Discretion is advised. We open up backstage, just an hour before tonight's edition of Saturday Night Rapture is scheduled to begin. Alisyn is walking slowly backstage, all by herself. Once she turns the corner, a woman in a Team Lethality hoodie clotheslines her to the floor. The woman pulls her hood off and it's none other than the PCW World Heavyweight Champion, "The Lethal Latina" Danielle Lopez. She has the spiked baseball bat beside her and starts driving it into the midsection of Alisyn. She momentarily pauses and looks into the camera with an angry expression on her face before beginning to speak.Danielle Lopez: All of you little Disciples are going to get your asses BEATEN tonight. And this... this is victim number one. Danielle continues to drive the spiked baseball bat into the midsection of Alisyn repeatedly. There are some cuts on her midsection and blood comes out. Danielle has a demented smile on her face. before getting Alisyn to a seated position and places the bat directly in front of her face. Danielle takes a few steps back before running up, and hitting a dropkick to the bat that collides with Alisyn's face. Alisyn goes down and is bleeding profusely while Danielle gets back up and smiles at the damage caused here.Danielle Lopez: Does this look like an empty threat to any of you fucking Disciples? There will be more casualties. I can guarantee you that. Danielle picks up the bat and her PCW World title before walking away while Alisyn lays there all bloodied up.. We then fade to where the introduction video of PCW begins to play, replacing the narration that usually opens up the show."Sick of It" by Skillet blasts throughout the AT&T Center in San Antonio, Texas as the sold out crowd of 19,000 fans are all on their feet, electrified. Fireworks and pyro blast off from the entrance stage as light blue strobes flow throughout the arena. The fireworks and pyro die down as the focus switches to the commentator's table where Desiree Miles and Shannon Saint sit at ringside.DM: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another edition of Saturday Night Rapture, live on the Premium Television Network! Tonight's episode takes place from the AT&T Center in San Antonio, Texas! I am the voice of PCW, Desiree Miles alongside Shannon Taint and we are in for a really memorable night! SS: Damn right we are! I can feel it too! This is going to be exciting! DM: As you have seen before we went on the air, Danielle Lopez has snapped ladies and gentlemen! Our World Champion took out Alisyn with her husband's signature spiked baseball bat! SS: She's a barbarian! She's reckless! She's stupid too! DM: Stupid? Are you fucking kidding me, Taint? She's anything but stupid, you fat fucking moron! But regardless, we do have a stellar card for you all here tonight! SS: We definitely do as our main event has the PCW World Heavyweight Champion Danielle Lopez taking on Curtis Wilkes! But that's not all as we will witness a classic bout between Jerry Matthews and Smith Jones! While also having the PCW Platinum Champion Ryan "The Retard" Robinson face Draven Logan Kennedy! DM: IT'S REAPER, NOT RETARD, YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH! SS: Whatever! We also have two beautiful, sexy women going at it as the PCW Broadcast Champion Brytain Montgomery takes on Mya Denton's hot ass in a non-title match! And for a little destruction, we have Lekkter tha Lunatik and Derek Jacobs going to battle it out! And last but not least, two idiots will fight each other as Brian Stryker faces The Lone Ranger! DM (sarcastically speaking): Oh great analysis running down the card! That was very impressive! SS: Thank you! DM: I was being sarcastic you moron! But let's not waste anymore time and get to our very first match up of the evening! Take it away, Jimmy! We cut to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is standing with the microphone in hand, about to announce our opening contest of tonight's Saturday Night Rapture broadcast.Jimmy Wilkes: This is your opening contest for tonight's edition of SATURDAY NIGHT RAPTURE... and it is scheduled for ONE FALL! 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, followed by his friend Glenn Jacobs, Brian walks to the center of the stage. He throws his hood back and holds up both of his fists as he screams "Revolution!".Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 215 pounds... "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 raises his arms in the air, shouting "REVOLT!" Before hoping down onto the floor.Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent! "Evil Ways (Justice Mix)" by Blues Saraceno hits the PA as "BOO!" erupts in the arena. After a minute in the song fireworks go off as we see The Lone Ranger come out in a black hoodie.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 213 pounds... THE LONE RANGER! He starts walking down to the ring as he gets about half way and stops. He looks at a fan as they boo. He then casually flips them off and continues walking. He climbs the stairs and jumps on the turnbuckle. He flips his hood off and looks at the fans with disgust. He then jumps down and sits in the corner.*DING! DING! DING!*The match begins, and Ranger goes for a kick to the head, but Stryker ducks, jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Ranger gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. Hew eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom ropes. Stryker gives Ranger a clean break, lifts him to his feet, and Irish whips him into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Ranger runs back at Stryker, and Stryker catches him with a dropkick before turning him over, and locking in a Camel clutch. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then waits for Ranger to get to his feet. Ranger eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard hurricanrana before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Ranger to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Ranger, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before turning Ranger over, and locking in a ground head lock. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Stryker gives Ranger a clean break, lifts him to his feet, and Irish whips him into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Ranger runs back at Stryker, and Stryker catches him with a spinning wheel kick, he then waits for Ranger to get to his feet. Ranger eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with the First Stryke before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*DM: Triple M... I mean, Lone Ranger kicked out! SS: BORING! DM: Who are you calling boring you shit? I know Stryker is nowhere close to being boring! SS: I was calling his opponent boring, although I can't stand Stryker either! DM: Then keep your negative opinions to yourself! Stryker waits for Ranger to get to his feet. Ranger eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker goes for a kick to the head, but Ranger ducks, and connects with a enzuigiri, he 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, he then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Ranger jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Stryker gets back to his feet, and Ranger jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Stryker gets back to his feet again, and Ranger connects with a kick to the head, he then lifts Stryker to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Stryker to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running knee strike to the face before going out to the apron, and climbing to the top turnbuckle, he then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Ranger leaps off, and connects with a diving crossbody before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches, he then lifts Stryker to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before stalking Stryker. Stryker gets to his hands and knees, and Ranger runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches before lifting Stryker to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the 450 Splash before going for the pin!ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*DM: Stryker kicks out at the count of two! SS: That would have been embarrassing if Stryker got beaten there! DM: For once, I'm going to agree with you! Ranger lifts Stryker to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Stryker fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Ranger. Ranger turns around, and Stryker connects with a dropkick. Ranger gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with another dropkick. Ranger gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a third dropkick. Ranger gets back to his feet again, and Stryker locks in a arm wrench, jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana followed into a cross armbar. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He almost gets to the ropes, but Stryker releases the hold, drags Ranger back to the middle of the ring, turns him over, and locks in a armbar. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Stryker gives Ranger a clean break, and Ranger rolls out of the ring, forcing the ref to start a ten count.ONE!!!
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FOUR!!!Ranger turns around, and Stryker slingshots over the top rope, and connects with a slingshot crossbody, forcing the ref to restart the ten count.ONE!!!
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FIVE!!!Stryker lifts Ranger to his feet, and slides him back in the ring before sliding back in the ring himself, he then waits for Ranger to get to his feet. Ranger eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He almost gets to the ropes, but Stryker manages to drag him back to the middle of the ring. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and begins making his way back to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and goes to grab the bottom rope, but Stryker once again manages to drag Ranger back to the middle of the ring. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, and Ranger screams in pain, but still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and this time manages to grab the bottom rope. Stryker gives Ranger a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with Stryke 2! he then goes out to the apron, and waits for Ranger to get back to his feet. It takes a moment, but Ranger eventually gets back to his feet, and Stryker springboards off the top rope, and connects with the Flight of the Valkyries before going for the pin!ONE!!!
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THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: The Lone Ranger kicks out once more! SS: DAMMIT... I mean, eh! DM: I see you're rooting for Stryker now? SS: No I'm not! DM: Then why did you say "dammit" when Lone Ranger kicked out? SS: ... Stryker locks in a rear chin lock. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, he then connects with a scoop slam before lifting Stryker to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then connects with a elbow drop to the chest before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches, he then lifts Stryker to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, he then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Ranger runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running bulldog before lifting Stryker back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eleven punches, he then lifts Stryker to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Ranger runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Stryker to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with the Bridging German Suplex before going for the pin!ONE!!!
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THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: Now Stryker kicks out! SS: God dammit! I hate Stryker, but get your Philadelphia ass in gear and win the fucking match! Ranger lifts Stryker to his feet, gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but Stryker fights out of it by doing a back flip, and lands on his feet behind Ranger. Ranger turns around, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head before locking in a surfboard stretch. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Ranger to his feet, gets behind him, and locks in a Octopus stretch. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, and eventually falls back, reversing the hold into a pin attempt!ONE!!!
TWO!!!Stryker releases the hold, turns Ranger over, and locks in a armbar. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, so Stryker quickly releases the hold, turns Ranger over, and locks in a single leg Boston Crab. Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, so Stryker quickly releases the hold, and locks in a ground head lock, Ranger refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Ranger still refuses to give up, so Stryker quickly releases the hold, and locks in the Shawshank!DM: SHAWSHANK! Stryker's got the Shawshank locked in! SS: Dammit, both of them suck bags of shit! Can this shit end already? Right on cue from what Shannon said, a man with brown hair wearing a long black silk robe is seen throughout the crowd and hops the barricade. The crowd's attention is all on this man. The man gets on top of the table and stands there. In the ring, Stryker and Lone Ranger are somewhat attracted by the appearance of this man. The man is being given a mic and he speaks.Charlie: Oh Boys, don't mind me being here, after all, you both can continue having your little....mediocre match. All I'm doing is saving this crowd from boredom. Ladies and Gentleman, if you don't know who I am.....well you're all idiots! HAHAHA Syke, but no, if you watched WEW before, I am Charlie Luzon and I am here to send a message to you all and to the whole PCW....but not just any kind of message, oh no, rather, I'll express on what I will bring to the world of Premium Championship Wrestling by dance! HIT IT DJ!!!! The man says with a smirk. He takes off his jacket to reveal his abs and a semi revealing outfit (which only consists of his booty shorts wrestling gear). T-Pains "Booty Work" suddenly plays throughout the arena. He dances around very sexual like on the announce table. He goes to Shannon Saint and thinks about doing a dance for him, but he shakes his head. Stryker and Ranger are still distracted by what's going on. After doing some splits on the table and a bit of twerking, He goes to take off the rest of his outfit, but decides against it, waving his finger in the air.Charlie: HA! I don't think so! You see, I'm a man that has something called CLASS! You people will just have to wait a little later to see my curves....and possible nudity *winks* in action trust me, you won't be disappointed![/i] Charlie: Ladies and Gentlemen, you may now resume to watching....*points to the two wrestlers in the ring* whatever the hell that is....in fact, for those watching at home, you can now tune to watching Adult Swim or something, because I already gained this show more than enough ratings to set a record, the need to watch this snorefest going on that ring with those two losers or any of the matches going on later in the night is no longer needed hehehe I mean no offense or disrespect to the peeps like Danielle...BUT, I think we all know whose the star up in this motha now *smirks* Ta ta PCW, this WON'T be the last you'll see of me Charlie then blows a kiss towards the ring, with both wrestlers shaking their heads. He then walks to the backstage area with a grin on his face, telling everyone, pointing to himself that he made this show.DM: Umm... that was... that was something we have never seen in PCW before! SS: Did he almost grind on me? DM: Don't act like you wouldn't like it, Taint! As Ranger is heavily distracted, Stryker capitalizes by hitting a forearm to the back of the skull. He gets him back up, and goes for a Irish whip, but Ranger reverses it into a Irish whip of his own, and Stryker runs into the ropes, runs back at Ranger, and Ranger catches him with a dropkick, he then lifts Stryker 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 elbow drop to the face before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, and waiting for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker gets to his feet, and Ranger leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick, he then lifts Stryker to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with the Reversed Bulldog before going for the pin!ONE!!!
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THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*DM: STRYKER KICKS OUT AT TWO AND A HALF! SS: The Ranger can't outlast Stryker! This is bad that I'm even rooting for that guy! DM: I think you're secretly a fan and who wouldn't be a fan of Brian Stryker? The guy is awesome! Ranger lifts Stryker to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Stryker fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Ranger. Ranger turns around, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before lifting Ranger to his feet, and connecting with the Stryke Out! he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the Air Stryke before going for the pin!ONE!!!
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THREE!!!DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE GOD OF WAR"... BRIAN STRYKER!!! "Revolution" by Pennywise hits and the crowd cheers as Brian Stryker is announced as the winner. He looks down at The Lone Ranger and shakes his head before rolling out of the ring, slapping hands with the fans and walking to the back.DM: Brian Stryker with a victory in this match up against The Lone Ranger! SS: Well if he lost this one... I don't think his career would be the same afterwards! DM: You have a point, but fact is, Brian Stryker is victorious here tonight! Backstage, there is a lot of hustle and bustle as wrestlers arrive for the show and techs work to set everything up. Mya Denton is seen arriving alone, a bag over one shoulder.
A soft laugh gets her attention. Perched on the very top of one of a set of road cases, is Brytain Montgomery. Her long pink hair hangs around her face and she's dressed in curve hugging black leather pants and a black wife beater. Mya freezes, staring up at Brytain in confusion.
Brytain tilts her head to the side and a slow, cold smirk plays over her face. She gives Mya a sarcastic little wave before she hops down in one fluid movement, standing face to face with Mya Denton.Mya: What the hell do you want, Brytain? Have you come to rub what happened with Kai in my face? Brytain gives an imperceptible shake of her head, her smirk widening into a smile that doesn't look very friendly or welcoming. It looks more like a snarl spread across her face.Brytain Montgomery: I just wanted to tell you that I hope your recovery is... quick. She shrugs slightly, slowly walking away backwards so that she can see Mya's face as speaks.Brytain Montgomery: I'll see you in the ring, Mya... and remember, your boy Smithy can stop this at any time. All he's got to do... is take his shot. The scene fades out to commercial break.**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:16:26 GMT -5
We come back from commercial break to the sight of the Reverend Jerry Matthews standing in the center of the ring behind the pulpit bearing his ministry’s fiery reminder of a logo, wearing a white cotton suit and his facial mask. Next to him, prominently displayed on an easel is a black funeral wreath. Wrapped around the wreath is a black ribbon, with “HERE LIES NIGHTRAIN” reading in a white cursive font. Deacon Jeremiah is at ringside, yet again trying to collect donations from the fans in the front row.Jerry Matthews: Brothers and sisters of the faithful, tonight I decided I would take the opportunity to give the biggest heathen on the PCW roster a look into what his future holds at the present. The Southern Baptist takes the time to gesture towards the wreath and feign sadness, but the crowd see right through the veil of his insincerity, greet this with large amounts of boos. Jeremiah’s efforts, as usual, are met with any number of vulgar insults from the fans.SS: These heathens need to show respect! Jeremiah's just trying to raise money for a good cause! DM: Good cause my ass! The fans see right through this bullshit, and good for them! Jerry Matthews: Nightrain, as it currently sits, you are riding on your one last rail. So, it has been decreed by the Lord God, the Father Almighty, Maker of Heaven and Earth. Praise him!! Matthews crosses himself and the crowd begins to chant.Crowd: Train is gonna kill you! Train is gonna kill you! Train is gonna kill you! The holy man shakes his head at what he perceives as the crowd’s immense ignorance.Jerry Matthews: On the contrary, my children. As I’ve already said, this is where we’ll be seeing Nightrain. He motions towards the ground, as if he has already succeeded in ending the hardcore behemoth.Jerry Matthews: Train, last week you wouldn’t answer my challenge, choosing instead to hide behind a crudely engraved headstone soiled with your inane rants of sin. You talk as if you are unknowing of what stands against you. Allow me to provide you a reminder. Matthews pulls out a copy of the Bible and the crowd goes back to booing him.Jerry Matthews: In this book….. He raises the Bible. The crowd continues to boo as Deacon Jeremiah has stopped trying to collect, standing just a few feet from the announce table.Jerry Matthews: In this book, there are any number of examples of enemies overcoming any number of odds to win with the Lord’s blessing. Parting a sea to escape centuries of slavery. A mere shepherd boy slaying a giant with a single well-placed stone. Walls crumbling at the sound of trumpets proclaiming His greatness. The worst part about it, Train, is that the odds I’m facing aren’t nearly as stark. A devilish grin crosses his face.Jerry Matthews: Train, you are nothing more than your own personal slide show of bloody violence. The kind that runs the risk of tainting an entire generation of our prized youths. For too long, you’ve been allowed to corrupt the minds of the PCW viewing public with your attempts to slay your opponents for pleasure. For having the gall to think that you can determine a fate as only He can!!! Jeremiah stands by and begins to clap to show his approval.DM: Nightrain has built a career off of all that, and there is nothing wrong with a little violence in PCW! SS: The last part, I'll agree with, but Nightrain needs to and will be exterminated by the great Jerry Matthews! Jerry Matthews: Tonight, Train, I call on you to defend what little shred of honor you might possess. To defend all of the egregious acts you partake in on any given day. To show these fans that they have no place to worship a false idol of this godless cult of violence. Matthews shakes his head in disgust. The crowd begins to chant Nightrain’s name.DM: The people want Train here, but the question is... is he even in the building? SS: He's not! Because he's a coward who's scared! DM: People in glass houses should not throw stones, Taint! Jerry Matthews: In the name of the Lord, Train, I will take you to the realm of pain you seem to love so much. All so that all of these fans…… Matthews motions to the crowd.Jerry Matthews: …..Will be sure to join myself and Jeremiah in paradise. The crowd boos loudly, with one or two of them throwing things and then getting ejected from the arena by security. Matthews smirks at the hatred that's being shown towards him as he yells "WHERE ARE YOU NIGHTRAIN"! Matthews then gets his wish as Nightrain appears on the screen in a boiler room of sorts as he's in his usual attire of a black trench coat with black pants, black boots and a military style mask over his face. He looks into the camera and speaks.Nightrain: My, my, Jerry. Are you that delusional or something? I mean, I am no saint or anything nor do I claim any of those false terms to describe myself, but do not go acting like you are one either. Burying a man alive, attempting to perform exorcisms on television and this... these acts you're doing, pretending to be an honorable man when everybody here knows it's a farce. In the arena, the crowd cheers loudly.Nightrain: Jerry, are we that stupid to believe all of what you're saying? Do we truly believe you are a man of the so-called lord? Seeing and witnessing the very actions you have taken since you debuted in PCW nearly one year ago, I would be inclined to agree with the audience's take on you and Jeremiah being pure human beings. Nightrain says with a smirk before continuing.Nightrain: Jerry, you're not a real preacher and your church and your "congregation" certainly are not what it is made out to be. Just admit the truth. Admit that you worship a red devil. Embrace your inner demons and only then, will you see enlightment. Nightrain says with a stern expression in his voice.Nightrain: But continue to live with such false views... and you will fall like the titanic. Well, you will fall either way, but only on MY TERMS! Get it Jerry? MY TERMS! You won't know when or where I will appear, but I'm coming for you soon. Tick, tock! Tick, tock! Tick, tock! See you soon, Jerry. The video on the PremiumTron ends and the fans cheer at Nightrain's words while in the ring, Jerry is infuriated beyond belief, shouting things at the tron angrily.DM: Nightrain certainly has set "The Evangelist" off! Matthews is steaming mad! SS: Matthews didn't deserve all of that stuff to be said about him! It's bullshit because he's a man of our lord and savior! He's the light that will lead this company into a bright future! DM: You are such a brown noser, Taint! As Matthews and Jeremiah angrily get to the back, we go to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is standing by.Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! The crowd cheers.Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first! The lights dim to an almost complete darkness...low, thick tufts of smoke form on the floor at the main entrance and on the stage area..."Cult Leader? Hehehe..." the words from Tech N9ne start up the track, followed by the blare of the opening trumpets of the song. After the inital diatribe by Tech N9ne is over, the song "Cult Leader" kicks in, loudly blaring through the P.A. speakers."In this house there is no room for envy, this is why we wear our uniform! Racist not welcome! Rapist not welcome! Hatred, dreaded in this house! Ready to fight hatred with love? Join us!"
*BOOM!!!*Pyro blasts from both sides of the stage as the song kicks in...moments later, a figure appears, lurking in the smoky entrance way. And from out the smoke steps Lekkter tha Lunatik. Lekkter peers out into the crowd for a moment as the opening lines of the chorus to the song play out. As the second stanza of the song hits, secondary pyro fires into the sky from the stage area, causing smoke to billow down the ramp. In unison with this, Lekkter leaps into the air, yelling at the top of his lungs, and bounds onto the ramp, and makes his way to the ring...Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 221 pounds... LEKKTER THA LUNATIK!!! Lekkter slowly drags himself to the ring, taunting the fans in the aisle way area as he does so. He approaches the ring, grabbing the middle rope, and pulls himself up onto the apron. Then, he slides himself into the ring on his back, and kips up quickly, before jogging to the nearby turnbuckle and ascending it. He raises his arms in the air, soaking in his reaction, before moving to the adjacent corner, and perching himself up on the top turnbuckle, and awaits for the match to begin.Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent! "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.*DING! DING! DING!*DM: They lock up! Jacobs brings Lekkter in and locks in a side head lock! Jacobs rolls around and locks in a hammerlock! Lekkter looking for a way out but Jacobs has it locked on tight! Lekkter with an elbow to the face...no! Jacobs ducks it and wraps his arms around Lekkter...belly to belly suplex! Jacobs back to his feet...elbow drop! SS: Ouch! You wouldn't know it if you weren't a wrestler yourself, but a simple move like an elbow drop is enough to take the wind right out of you! DM: So true! Jacobs back to his feet and nails anothis elbow drop! Lekkter grasps his chest in pain as Jacobs is back up once again and is measuring Lekkter...knee drop! Cover! ONE!!!
TWO!!!DM: Kickout at two! Jacobs gets back up and bounces off the ropes...leg drop! No! Lekkter rolls out of the way and Jacobs's leg bounces off the canvas! Lekkter pulls himself up on the ropes as Jacobs nurses his leg! Lekkter sizes up Jacobs as he starts to stomp his body. Jacobs tries to take cover under the ropes but Lekkter drags his back into the ring! Lekkter drags him back to his feet and sends him running to the ropes with an Irish whip. Jacobs comes back off the ropes and Lekkter scoops him up... sidewalk slam!DM: Did you feel the impact on that one?! SS: I sure did Desireè! Now that's a great move by Lekkter! DM: Jacobs arches his back in pain but Lekkter doesn't let up as he mounts Jacobs and starts to unload on him with rights and lefts! Jacobs is being massacred by fists of pure fury from Lekkter! SS: Like a pit bull going straight for the throat! Sick 'em! The referee starts to count to five warning Lekkter about his closed fists. Lekkter stands up and lets down a final stomp to the face of Jacobs! Lekkter on a roll now! Lekkter forces Jacobs to his feet...short arm clothesline! Jacobs falls to his back and rolls to the outside. Lekkter follows him out and starts to give chase. Jacobs takes off and rolls back into the ring. Lekkter slides back into the ring and is met with a spear by Lekkter!DM: That's gonna leave a mark! Jacobs with another shot to the head of Lekkter! Jacobs forces him to his feet and hooks him up...suplex! Jacobs attempts a cover but Lekkter easily kicks out and pushes him off! Both men back to their feet and Jacobs hauls off with a forearm shot to the face! And another! Jacobs takes off and bounces off the ropes... flying forearm! No! Lekkter catches him in mid-air and bring Jacobs down hard with a power slam!DM: Lekkter means business here tonight! Lekkter grabs Jacobs by both legs and sets him up...catapult! Jacobs's face smashes off the turnbuckle! Jacobs slumps back into the corner as Lekkter charges Jacobs... body splash! SS: Wow! That might have just squashed Jacobs flat! Lekkter backs off and charges him again and goes for another body splash but Jacobs gets a foot up connecting with Lekkter's chin! The impact knocks Lekkter back and turns him around dazed. Jacobs takes off towards Lekkter and wraps his arms around his head... bull dog! Jacobs with the cover!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
KICKOUT!!!DM: Another two count for Jacobs! Jacobs back on the attack with more kicks to the sternum! Lekkter slowly making his way back to his feet but Jacobs won't let up! Jacobs with a right! Lekkter returns the message with a right of his own! SS: Is this a wrestling match or a boxing match?! These two are trying to destroy each other! DM: You're not joking about that one! Lekkter with a left! Jacobs with anothers right! Jacobs throws another right but Lekkter blocks it and delivers a knee to the gut that folds Jacobs in half! Lekkter grabs a hold of Jacobs and shoves his down... SS: PILE DRIVER! That could have just broken Jacobs's neck! What is he doing? Go for the cover Lekkter! Lekkter has Jacobs to his feet and sends his to the ropes...Jacobs comes back on the return...back body drop! Lekkter goes to the top rope and waits for Jacobs to get up. he's up and Lekkter leaps from the top rope... flying clothesline! Jacobs is down and Lekkter with the cover!ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR-NO!!! Jacobs kicks out!DM: Lekkter doesn't look too happy with the referee right now! SS: Would you be? It seems like whenever Lekkter has Jacobs pinned, the referee forgets how to count past two! DM: Whenever? Lekkter has one near fall on Jacobs, and Jacobs has two. Lekkter back to his feet and drags Jacobs up with him. Lekkter hooks his and sets his up for a suplex but Jacobs turns out of it and locks on a sleeper!SS: NO! This can't be happening! DM: I think it may be time to say good night to Lekkter! Lekkter starts to struggle as Jacobs tightens the hold! Lekkter drops to one knee and he starts to fade! The referee lifts his arm and it drops! The referee checks him again but Lekkter keeps his arm up! Lekkter struggling back to his feet! Lekkter with an elbow to Jacobs's mid-section and he releases the hold! Lekkter takes off to the ropes and returns to Jacobs... shoulder block! Jacobs goes down and Lekkter sets off to the ropes again. Jacobs ducks Lekkter as Lekkter jumps over Jacobs and bounces off the ropes again. Jacobs tries to leap frog over him but Lekkter stops and catches Jacobs on his shoulders... powerbomb!DM: Lekkter showing off his strength as he catches Jacobs in mid-air and power bombs his almost through the ring! SS: A fucking weird move coming from what we know of Lekkter Wilkes! DM: You may be right, Lekkter is signaling for the end... AND THERE IT IS! REVOKE EXISTANCE! SS: Well damn! DM: This one's over! 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 Lekkter tha Lunatik celebrates his victory to mostly cheers from the crowd as Jacobs lays there in pain from the Revoke Existance.DM: Lekkter bounces back in a huge way here by defeating Derek Jacobs with Revoke Existance! SS: Dr. Pain was just too much for Lekkter and it showed! Lekkter did what he had to do and he gained the victory in solid fashion! DM: We're going to... or not! Once Lekkter makes his way to the back, and officials help Jacobs there as well, the show pauses for a brief intermission, fans begin to clear out to make quick bathroom breaks and snack runs. However, they come to a stop when a rather ominous cloud of red smoke begins to engulf the entrance ramp. It slowly billows out towards the ring, before finally engulfing the entire floor of the arena. All the while, a slow chant plays over the loudspeakers.As the crowd begins to settle down, the smoke completely engulfs the ring, obscuring everything past the steel steps. Little puffs of air can be seen in the thick of it, but otherwise, it's impossible to make out what is in the ring. There is a hush as the masses wait to see what happens when the smoke clears. Suddenly, a voice, deep in tone but still keeping in volume with the music, begins to speak."Three score and a decade ago, my people found sanctuary among the mountains of this mother Earth. With the promise of the white man, we were granted homes near what they called Mt. Whitney, and left alone to start anew. At last, my people could stop wandering the land, and take solace in what they could now call 'home'." The smoke slowly starts to clear out near the ramp, but the ring stays shrouded in the thick red fog. On the video screen, we can see the image of a small reservation, named 'Lone Pine'. Near the reservation is a large collection of construction vehicles, concentrated to working on what seems to be a strip mall."Unfortunately, the white man's government seems to have reneged on their promise. As I speak, efforts are being made by corporate greed to rob my people of their home. I will not allow this to happen. I cannot allow this to happen." The smoke clears the ramp completely, and begins to also thin out in the ring. While we can't get a good view of the man speaking, we can make out a silhouette. He is sitting, cross-legged, in the middle of the ring, hands clasped together on the mic. What's more, he has an incredibly odd head shape, as his face seems elongated like he is wearing a mask."I enter the hallowed 'squared-circle', focused only on helping my people. Whatever I make, from pittance to riches, will be for the benefit of my tribe. I will see to it that our future children will look back, and see me as a savior, a warrior with honor. I will save our home, no matter the cost to my well-being. I'll see to it." The smoke finally clears, but the man is nowhere to be seen. All that is left of him is a mask, a grotesque rendition of a wolf baring its teeth. As the crowd looks around, they are left with the cries of wolves, the lights fading before finally cutting out completely.The howls only last a few seconds before the lights suddenly cut back on, the smoke and mask completely gone. All that's left now is a faint marking in the mat.The fans in the arena are completely shocked at what they just seen and heard. As they are still in shock, we go to a commercial break.**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:17:22 GMT -5
We come back from break and the scene opens up right in front of the office of PCW General Manager Morgan Simmons. Outside is a cart full of brownies and cookies. Beside the cart stands Brian Stryker, Derek Jacobs, TJ Parks, Tom Pendergrass and Crystal Alvarez, all dressed up as chefs to hide their real identities. Stryker has a fake beard on his head with a hat over his head while Jacobs has a fake wig and a fake "Mario" like mustache, and TJ, Crystal and Tom stand there in their normal clothes.
Crystal Alvarez: Alright guys, everybody know the plan?
Brian Stryker: Sure do. Act as normal as possible.
Derek Jacobs: I can't wait until she eats these.
TJ Parks: Me too.
Tom Pendergrass: This is going to be a damn good sight to see. Fuck the GM!
TJ Parks: Who would?
Tom Pendergrass: Jimmy Gambino.
TJ Parks: Good point. Babe, when shall we go in and do this?
Crystal Alvarez: Well knock on the damn door and find out, honey.
Stryker in his get-up knocks on the door twice.
Morgan Simmons: Door's open.
Stryker opens up the door and Jacobs wheels in the cart. He wheels it right in front of Morgan's desk. Morgan looks at the two of them before asking a question.
Morgan Simmons: What the hell is all of this?
"Chef" Stryker: These are our famous fudge brownies and chocolate chip cookies.
Morgan Simmons: And why are you sending these to me?
"Chef" Stryker: Since PCW was so kind to book Saturday Night Rapture in this arena, we figured to send these delicious treats to people who are responsible.
"Chef" Jacobs: And ma'am, you are responsible for keeping PCW as great as it is today.
Underneath the get-up, Stryker and Jacobs are trying desperately to contain their laughter as they don't believe a word that was just said. Morgan looks at the two with a blank expression on her face, but that changes to a smile on her face.
Morgan Simmons: I appreciate that. I really do. It's so nice of you guys to do this. Most people in this company are dickweeds anyways.
"Chef" Stryker: We know. Darn those Team Lethality misfits and that pesky little Brian Stryker. How dare them mess with the great Morgan Simmons.
Morgan Simmons: I send my best regards to you two and all of your fine chefs. Thank you.
"Chef" Stryker: You're most welcome.
Stryker and Jacobs leave the office and Morgan begins to eat the cookies and brownies at will. Outside of the office, Stryker and Jacobs go to where Crystal, Tom and TJ are and start busting out laughing.
Brian Stryker: Oh my god. I don't think I've laughed that hard in my entire life.
Derek Jacobs: That was fucking insane. I could barely contain myself when we were complimenting that idiot. She's the worst General Manager in PCW history.
Tom Pendergrass: Did she start eating the cookies, yo?
Brian Stryker: She was chowing down on them.
Tom Pendergrass: Oh hell yeah. This is going to be great.
Crystal Alvarez: Now for part two. Waiting for her to go to the bathroom. Tom, Derek, Stryker, meet up with TJ and I in say... thirty minutes?
Tom Pendergrass: Sounds good to us.
Tom, Jacobs and Stryker walk off while TJ and Crystal walk off in their own direction with their arms wrapped around each other as we go back to the arena.
Once we're back, "Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch hits throughout the PA system and the crowd cheers loudly as Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson walk out with the PCW World Tag Team Championship belts around their waists. They pose together on the stage and even share a small kiss.
DM: Here are our tag team champions, Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson! And you have heard through the grapevine, they are here to issue an open challenge!
SS: I'm going to laugh my ass off if the team that answers it, beats them!
DM: Why so, Taint?
SS: Because they deserve to lose, that's why?
DM: Let's see which team accepts the call!
Mariah and Rachel have their arms looped around each other and begins to walk down the ramp. They point and wave at the fans. They hop onto the ring apron. Mariah holds the ropes down for Rachel before she herself gets in the ring. They both go to the top rope and raise their tag team titles in the air to cheers from the crowd. They hop down from the top and Mariah grabs a microphone. The two of them stand in the middle of the ring as the crowd cheers loudly. Their music dies down and the cheers are deafening. Once they die down a bit, Mariah begins to speak.
Mariah Lopez: You all know the deal, Rachel and I issued an open challenge to any tag team who thinks they can go toe to toe with The Princesses of Lethality. It can be anybody from the back or anybody who is not in this company. We don't care who it is.
Mariah and Rachel unstrap their tag team titles from their waists and place them on their shoulders.
Mariah Lopez: Rachel and I have defeated the best of the best when it comes to the teams in this company. We want to believe there are capable teams left to challege for our tag team titles which is why this open challenge is taking place right here, right now.
Mariah pauses before continuing.
Mariah Lopez: With that said. Cue up the tag team's music and bring their asses on down here so we can have a match and see if they can match up to The Princesses of Lethality!
Mariah drops the microphone and her and Rachel wait for the team that's going to answer their open challenge.
DM: We will find out which team accepts in just a bit!
SS: I hope these two lesbian bitches lose the titles! I really do!
"I Don't Care" by Apocalyptica feat. Adam Gontier hits and the crowd boos loudly. Mariella Lopez and Melanie Ramirez, Fatality Inc, comes out with Katie Chason behind them.
DM: Well imagine that, Fatality Inc accepts the challenge! And knowing Mariella's jealousy over the success that both Mariah and Danielle have achieved, this wasn't a surprise!
SS: Are you implying that she's butthurt?
DM: I'm not implying! I'm saying she IS butthurt, Taint! She's extremely jealous over Danielle and Mariah being more successful than she ever could hope to be, and this is just proof of it!
Mariah, Melanie and Katie walk down the ramp together and the crowd's boos for them are only intensifying. The trio put their hands up in the air to "block out" the "ugliness" of the people. Mariella and Melanie hop on the ring apron and enter the ring. The two of them hop on the top of the turnbuckle and bask in their own glory as well as soak in the hatred the crowd is giving them. They hop off and wait for the bell to ring so this match up begins.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: Here we go! This tag team title match is now underway!
SS: Lets go Fatality Inc! Show these Lethality morons that you mean business!
DM: You're delusional in your old age there, Taint! Very delusional
Mariah and Melanie start things off. They share some trash talk with eachother before locking up. Melanie gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to the midsection, and locking in a armwrench. Mariah refuses to give up, so Melanie delivers a elbow to the left arm, and puts more pressure on vthe hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, and fights out of it by doing a back flip, jumping up, and connecting with a hurricanrana. Melanie gets to her feet, and Mariah connects with a dropkick. Melanie gets back to her feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri before turning Melanie over, and locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Melanie refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Melanie still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Mariah gives Melanie a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker, she then lifts Melanie back to her feet, drags her 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 lifts Melanie to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex, she then lifts Melanie back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before locking in a cross armbar. Melanie refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Melanie still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope, but Rachel refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Rachel releases the hold, lifts Melanie to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a backbreaker, she then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Melanie to get back to her feet. Melanie eventually gets back to her feet, and Rachel leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick before lifting Melanie to her feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, she then waits for Melanie to get back to her feet. Melanie eventually gets back to her feet, and Rachel connects with the Super kick before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Melanie with the kickout at two!
SS: Good! Let's go girls, take the titles away from these hacks!
DM: They are not hacks, dumbass! Get it right!
Rachel locks in a rear chin lock. Melanie refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Melanie still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, she then connects with a Butterfly suplex before connecting with a leg drop, she then kneels down, and begins choking Rachel, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Melanie releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, and connects with a suplex, she then lifts Rachel back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a neckbreaker before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Mariella, and makes the tag. Mariella gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Melanie goes out to the apron. Mariella lifts Rachel to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before locking in a surfboard stretch. Rachel refuses to give up, so Mariella puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and Mariella eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then begins choking Rachel, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Mariella releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex, she then lifts Rachel back to her feet, and connects with a backbreaker before turning her over, and locking in a Camel clutch. Rachel refuses to give up, so Mariella puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and Mariella eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Melanie, and makes the tag. Melanie gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Mariella goes out to the apron as Katie claps on the outside. Melanie lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Russian leg sweep, she then lifts Rachel back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, and connects with Killing Faith before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Rachel kicks out at the count of two!
SS: Dammit, pick up the pace girls! You know you can beat them!
DM: That's been said by Mariah and Rachel before, but they overcame that and won the titles!
Melanie lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and goes for a back suplex, but Rachel fights out of it by doing a back flip, lands on her feet behind Melanie, and connects with a half nelson suplex, she then crawls over to Mariah, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Mariah gets in the ring, and waits for Melanie to get to her feet. Melanie eventually gets to her feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Melanie gets back to her feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Melanie gets back to her feet again, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanrana. Melanie gets to her feet, and Mariah connects with a kick to the head before delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about ten stomps, she then lifts Melanie to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a neckbreaker before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Melanie refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Melanie still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Mariah gives Melanie a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her 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 Melanie to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex, she then waits for Melanie to get back to her feet. Melanie eventually gets back to her feet, and Rachel connects with a spinning wheel kick before turning Melanie over, and locking in the Ankle lock! Melanie refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Melanie still refuses to give up, so Rachel puts even more pressure on the hold, but Melanie STILL refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but she eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Rachel refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Rachel releases the hold, lifts Melanie to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a piledriver, she then lifts Melanie back to her feet, drags her over to Mariah, and makes the tag. Mariah gets in the ring, and they Irish whip Melanie into the ropes, Melanie runs back at them, they catch her with a double dropkick, and Rachel goes out to the apron. Mariah waits for Melanie to get to her feet. Melanie eventually gets to her feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri before lifting Melanie back to her feet, getting behind her, and locking in Nap Time!
DM: Mariah with the submission! This move has beaten opponents before back when she was in PWW!
SS: Yeah and it's not looking good for Mel! I may have to give her mouth to mouth!
DM: You're not going to do shit, because that's what you are! You're nothing of importance!
Melanie refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Melanie still refuses to give up, so Mariah puts even more pressure on the hold, but Melanie STILL refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but she eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Mariah gives Melanie a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and goes for a suplex, but Melanie reverses it into a suplex of her own, she then connects with a knee drop to the face before kneeling down, and choking Mariah, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Melanie releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Mariella, and makes the tag. Mariella gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Melanie goes out to the apron. Mariella lifts Mariah to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a half nelson suplex, she then lifts Mariah back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before turning Mariah over, and locking in a ground head lock. Mariah refuses to give up, so Mariella 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 vthe bottum rope, but Mariella refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Mariella releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a scoop slam before kneeling down, and choking her, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Mariella releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Melanie, and makes the tag. Melanie gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Mariella goes out to the apron. Melanie lifts Mariah to her feet, and connects with a suplex, she then lifts Mariah back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before kneeling down, and choking Mariah, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Melanie releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a neckbreaker before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then lifts Mariah to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before lifting Mariah back to her feet, dragging her over to Mariella, and making the tag. Mariella gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Melanie goes out to the apron. Mariella lifts Mariah to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with the Elevation Bitches before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Mariah kicks out! Mariella almost put her older sister away with Elevation Bitches!
SS: Fucking hell! Learn to count, ref!
DM: He does know how to count! That was a two count, not three!
Mariella lifts Mariah to her feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Mariah reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Mariella gets to her feet, and Mariah delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before locking in a armbar. Mariella refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariella still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Mariah gives Mariella a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker, she then lifts Mariella back to her feet, drags her over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and Mariah goes out to the apron. Rachel lifts Mariella to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a leg drop, she then delivers a stomp to the midsection, forcing Mariella to sit up, holding her midsection in pain before running into the ropes, running back at Mariella, and connecting with a running dropkick to the face, she then lifts Mariella to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before locking in a Camel clutch. Mariella refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariella still refuses to give up, and Rachel eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then waits for Mariella to get to her feet. Mariella eventually gets to her feet, and Rachel connects with the Double knee Backbreaker before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Now Mariella with the kickout! Oh this is getting intense!
SS: No doubt! Fatality Inc has this one!
DM: I beg to differ, considering Mariella is on the wrong end of an ass kicking right now!
Rachel waits for Mariella to get to her feet. Mariella eventually gets to her feet, and Rachel runs into the ropes, but Katie grabs her leg, causing her to fall to the mat. Rachel gets to her feet, turns to Katie, and begins cursing at her, she then turns around, and Mariella connects with a clothesline. Rachel gets back to her feet, and Mariella connects with another clothesline. Rachel gets back to her feet again, and Mariella delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before kneeling down, and choking Rachel, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Mariella releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Melanie, and makes the tag. Melanie gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Mariella goes out to the apron. Melanie kneels down, and begins choking Rachel, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Melanie releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the feet, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before lifting Rachel back to her feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, she then lifts Rachel back to her feet again, drags her over to Mariella, and makes the tag. Mariella gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Melanie goes out to the apron. Mariella lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with the Lo-Plex before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: My god! Rachel just kicked out but barely!
SS: BULLSHIT! That was bullshit! This referee is biased as all hell! He didn't want Fatality Inc to win so he's set out to screw them!
DM: What the hell are you on about? That's not the case at all!
The crowd cheers loudly over the kickout, and Mariella gets frustrated, walks over to Melanie, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Melanie gets in the ring, lifts Rachel to her feet, and goes for a suplex, but Rachel reverses it into a suplex of her own, she then lifts Melanie to her feet, drags her 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 Melanie to get to her feet. Melanie eventually gets to her feet, and Mariah runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before waiting for Melanie to get back to her feet. Melanie eventually gets back to her feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri, she then walks over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel climbs to the top turnbuckle, and they wait for Melanie to get to her feet. Melanie eventually gets to her feet, they connect with Metal Brain Demage! and Rachel goes for the pin!
ONE!!!
Mariah guards the pin.
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 cheers loudly as Mariah and Rachel are handed their tag team titles. The celebration doesn't last long as Mariah asks for a microphone and is handed one. Once their music dies down, Mariah begins to speak.
Mariah Lopez: Alright ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of all ages. I think it's no secret that there's like no more competition in the tag team division here in Premium Championship Wrestling!
Mariah pauses as the fans chant "Team Lethality". She walks around for a bit before speaking again.
Mariah Lopez: Now with there being no more competition, everybody wants to know just what will Rachel and I do going forward.
SS: They're scared is what they are!
DM: Oh shut up, annoying asshole!
Mariah Lopez: I mean we are already the PCW World Tag Team Champions, have been since Battle Finale III, right in our hometown. So with that said, there is one thing we need to do and that's venture out into singles competition.
Mariah smirks and pats on her half of the tag team titles before continuing.
Mariah Lopez: That's right, singles competition. I mean, we've already dominated the tag team division as seen by Melanie Ramirez and my sister laying flat on their backs with no fight left in them. So in essence, we will challenge for singles gold, preferably titles that Team Lethality doesn't already have.
As soon as Mariah was done. We cut to the PremiumTron 5000 where in the interview area and sitting in two red and gold thrones are Angelina Williams and Reyna Carter of Mi Pi Sexy. Angelina and Reyna are wearing matching casual attire consisting of pink Mi Pi Sexy t-shirts and black skinnies. Angelina is holding the Ugly Stick while Reyna has the PW European-Canadian Championship in her lap, a tiara on her head and a wand in her right hand. Standing on each side of them is Kelly Hampton and Derek Saunders. Once they notice the camera is on them, Reyna begins to speak.
Reyna Carter: Hello ladies. I hope we're not interrupting anything...important.
Reyna says with a sarcastic tone in her voice before continuing.
Reyna Carter: Now I couldn't help but notice that you said there was no more competition in the tag team division there, Mariah. Huge mistake.
Angelina Williams: Because we are the toughest competition in ALLLLLLL of wrestling and it's about damn time people see that.
Reyna Carter: Like seriously, people shouldn't overlook us. It's a bloody sin to do that. We're Mi Pi Sexy, the greatest tandem in PCW today. We're better than the rest.
Angelina Williams: And the scum and pessants all fall to the best.
Reyna/Angelina: HOLLER!
Reyna Carter: But seriously ladies, how could you two even declare that there's no tag teams left when you haven't even faced us yet.
Angelina Williams: We're the best team in PCW history! Not to mention the most glamorous team!
Reyna Carter: You know hun. With the soon to be former tag team champions being lesbians and all, it wouldn't surprise me if Mariah and Rachel wanted us. We're glamorous, we're beautiful, and we can go in the ring. We have it all really and we cannot be stopped.
Angelina Williams: Unlike the gross women in the ring, we are the total package!
Reyna Carter: Yes. We're sooo fabulous that even lesbians wants to be with us. It's flattering yet disgusting at the same time.
Angelina Williams: We're sorry ladies, but you're not our types at all. You're gross, trashy, and CLASSLESS!
Reyna Carter: Very true. But Mariah, Rachel, I want you two girls to listen up and listen good. You might be the PCW World Tag Team Champions, but that's not going to last because Angelina and I will take those titles from you at Wrestle Extravaganza IV, and once we have done that, we will rechristen them as the PCW Means Girls Championships.
Angelina Williams: And the Mean Girls Championships will be ours until we get bored of them.
Reyna Carter: In twenty eight days, the Princesses of Lethality WILL fall to royalty!
Angelina Williams: See you broken bitches then!
The video ends and the crowd in the arena starts booing as both Mariah and Rachel stand there, glaring at the tron in anger.
DM: Mariah and Rachel disposed of Fatality Inc, but they gain the ire of new challengers in Mi Pi Sexy!
SS: Mi Pi Sexy is a team that is of complete dominance! They dismantled Mya Denton and Toyota Toyota at Slamathon, and they are completely deserving of a shot at the champions!
DM: Maybe so, Taint, but they have to go through The Princesses of Lethality to do it! And I don't think Mariah and Rachel are going to let those titles go that easily!
SS: Well their days as champions are numbered!
DM: I disagree, but right now, we're going to take a commercial break! We'll be back after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:18:18 GMT -5
We come back from commercial as we are backstage now and Jay Thunder is talking to Ricky Tiffin. Jay also has a briefcase in his hand while wearing his street clothes.
Jay Thunder: I think I want to cash this in on the Reaper... right now!
Ricky Tiffin: You do know that these cash ins are to happen in the ring, right?
Jay Thunder: If only I gave a crap about that. I want to be PCW's first Grand Slam Champion and I will do it my way. Now let's find the idiot.
Jay goes to walk but Ricky Tiffin just stands there, shaking his head.
Jay Thunder: Come on.
Jay goes to walk again but Ricky isn't moving a muscle.
Jay Thunder: GODDAMMIT YOU MOTHERFUCKER! YOU'RE GOING TO WITNESS ME CASHING IN! YOU GOT IT?!
Ricky Tiffin: Whatever.
Jay turns around, only to get superkicked in the face by Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson.
DM: That's going to leave a mark!
Reaper smirks over a fallen Jay Thunder. Soon, Danielle comes in with the spiked baseball bat and nods her head. Reaper nods back and lifts Jay's head up as Danielle lays the bat down on the ground. Danielle smirks evil like as she places her foot on the back of Jay's head. She forces Jay's mouth wide open before delivering a Curb Stomp into the spikes of the bat.
DM: GOOD GOD! Curb Stomp directly onto the spikes of the bat! If Danielle didn't snap before, she sure as hell has snapped now!
SS: DAMMIT! Her psycho husband introduced that move at the first and only Pyramid Battle event, and now it's passed on to Danielle herself!
DM: Dani is a woman possessed! She's pissed and she's getting payback for those who had a hand in attacking her two weeks ago.
A camera gets a close up at Jay, and his mouth is entirely sickeningly cut! Danielle looks down with an evil smirk on her face. Reaper shares the same expression on his. Danielle from there, begins to speak.
Danielle Lopez: My, my, Jordan. Such a promising career. Your career took off when you beat me for the Broadcast Championship at Struggle for Power, but here, you made a huge mistake when you got involved in Team Lethality business. And you have paid for it in full. You have nobody but yourself to blame for you getting hurt.
Danielle shrugs her shoulders before looking into the camera with venom in her eyes.
Danielle Lopez: Two down, one to go. I'm not playing around here. Be very afraid of what type of carnage will come to you.
Reaper grabs the PCW Platinum Championship, kneels down, lifts Jay's head up, and puts the Platinum championship in his face.
Ryan "the Reaper" Robinson: You see this title, Thunder Monkey!? You will NEVER take this away from Team Lethality! Do you understand me!?
Reaper nails Jay in the head with the Platinum Championship and stands up. Danielle picks up the bat and her and Reaper walk off while Jay lays there with blood coming out of his mouth. Moments later, we cut back to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is standing by with the mic in his hand.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Intoxicated" by Lacuna Coil begins to blare through the speakers and the crowd responds, cheering enthusiastically for Mya Denton.
Lie! Lie!
Broken mirror Seven years of stolen luck I try to fix you one more time but I must let it die The dream that we'd survive, cut my throat if I tell a lie
Set it free, lost ambition I overthought my place in your life Set it free, superstition I gave up on this fairy tale lie
Mya walks out with a black pair of shades on and her wrestling gear as she walks down to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois... MYA DENTON!!!
Blind man's wisdom Cross my heart but it's a lie I kept us going the last time You used one of your nine lives I gave up all of mine, cut my throat if I tell a lie
Set it free, lost ambition I overthought my place in your life Set it free, superstition I gave up on this fairy tale lie
In the world that I created, I'm intoxicated In the world that I created, I'm intoxicated In the world that I created, I'm intoxicated In the world that I created, I'm intoxicated In the world that I created, I'm intoxicated In the world that I created, I'm intoxicated
Mya slides under the bottom rope as she looks around before taking her shades off and tosses them to the ring attendant as she starts to stretch.
Jimmy Wilkes: And her opponent!
As Mya’s music fades out, the lights in the arena begin to dim and the crowd reacts with a confusing mixture of cheers and boos. They don’t seem to know how to feel about the current Broadcast champion, Brytain Montgomery.
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. She is the PCW Broadcast Champion... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!!
Brytain Montgomery walks slowly out 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. Walking slowly down to the ring, Brytain paused and stared up at Mya, her head tilting in amusement and a cold smile slowly spreading across her face.
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 slowly climbs up the steel steps. As the lights come back up, the remains of her last match in a PDW ring can be seen in the slow, almost pained way she walks up the steps and the mess of bruises and lacerations around her throat. For a week there had been talk that the Broadcast champion wouldn’t even be able to show, she’d only been discharged from the hospital three days earlier.
SS: If I didn't know any better, I would say Mya is the one that's more fresh than Brytain is right now!
DM: Well just a few days ago, Brytain Montgomery went through a hellacious match at PDW's biggest show of the year and the bumps and bruises are proof of the hell she went through that night!
Brytain slowly slides between the ropes and into the ring, trying to hide the fact that she’s in very little condition to be in a wrestling ring. As the two women circle each other uneasily, Mya lunges forward and tries to hit Brytain with a right hand to the face which Brytain deftly rolls away from.
*DING! DING! DING!*
Mya stumbles slightly before she turns and tries for another right handed punch which Brytain tries to sidestep but she’s just not fast enough and Mya catches her across the cheekbone. Brytain stumbles back and Mya uses the small opening to catch her with another right handed punch and another. As Brytain staggers backwards, Mya hits her with a spinning heel kick that sends Brytain crashing down to the mat.
DM: What a spinning heel kick! That one caught the champ in the jaw!
Capitalizing on her momentum, Mya goes for a quick pin.
ONE!!
TW--NO! Brytain kicks out, stumbling back to her feet. The exchange obviously took a lot out of her while Mya is still going strong. Once the two are back on their feet, Mya goes for another spinning heel kick but Brytain is ready for her this time and counters, catching her leg midair and refusing to release it. Mya hops unsteadily on one foot, trying to kick Brytain off of her leg but Brytain hits her with a dragon screw and then deftly transitions it into an inverted heel hook.
DM: Brytain has the heel hook locked in and let me tell you from experience, this is a tough hold to get out of!
SS: Just the way she's torquing it makes it look more painful than you can imagine! This shit is intense!
Mya screams in pain but refuses to tap as she tries to drag herself backwards a few feet to the ring ropes. Brytain applies more pressure to the hold, a cold smile spreading across her face as Mya screams again. The move could very possibly snap Mya’s ankle and Brytain obviously doesn’t care. Mya is finally able to drag herself to the ropes and makes contact but Brytain holds on for a few more moments, refusing to give her a clean break. Finally, as the ref begins the count out, Brytain breaks the hold only to drag Mya back to the middle of the ring as she applies the inverted heel hook again. Mya’s face contorts with pain as she begins the slow task of trying to drag herself back to the ring ropes. For every inch that she is able to drag herself, Brytain applies more pressure to the hold. Finally, Mya reaches the ropes again but once again, Brytain refuses to give her a clean break.
SS: Remember kids, Brytain has a five count she can utilize! And she's using it here!
DM: It might be wrong but it's effective!
Brytain attempts to drag Mya back to the middle of the ring for a second time, but Denton is able to land a kick to Montgomery’s midsection with her good foot, forcing Brytain to stumble back. Using the ring ropes, Mya pulls herself to her feet but that left ankle is obviously still causing her pain as she gingerly puts weight on it.
As Mya limps away from the ropes, Brytain gets a running start and hits her with a clothesline from hell that knocks her to the outside of the ring. Montgomery immediately catapults herself over the top rope in a suicide dive, hitting Denton and knocking her back down to the floor. Both women are down and the referee begins the count before Montgomery is able to slowly pull herself to her feet. Grabbing Denton by the neck, she hefts her to her feet as well before she roughly shoves her back into the ring. Mya is able to catch a second wind as Brytain climbs back into the ring and gets back to her feet first, she capitalizes on this by delivering a brutal series of kicks to Brytain’s midsection. Dragging Brytain up to her feet, Denton lands a wicked Northern Lights suplex into the pin.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE--NO!! Brytain is able to kick out at the very last second and Denton climbs to her feet, frustrated. She reaches down and grabs Brytain, dragging her up to the her feet but Montgomery is ready for her and grabs Denton by the throat, obviously going for a chokeslam. Thinking quickly, Mya quickly backflips, breaking Brytain’s hold on her throat before executing a pele kick that sends Montgomery stumbling back against the turnbuckle.
Denton runs towards her, looking for a spear but at the very last moment, Montgomery is able to move out of the way sending Mya crashing shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Capitalizing on the moment, Brytain drags her to her feet and into the middle of the ring before she hits Mya with a powerbomb lungblower.
DM: Holy shit! That looked painful! Mya's gotta be out of it here!
SS: If she comes back from it, that's some serious toughness! Not like she hasn't already proved it of course.
As Mya lays on the mat, writhing in pain and struggling to catch her breath, Brytain slowly forces herself to climb to the top turnbuckle. It’s obvious that the match and her existing injuries are catching up with her and she struggles slightly, wavering at the top of the turnbuckle.
Brytain doesn’t hesitate though, throwing herself into the air, coming down hard onto Mya’s prone form with a Thrillkiller. The high angle senton bomb obviously took almost as much out of Brytain as it did Mya, though and Montgomery writhes on the mat, struggling to regain her momentum.
DM: Brytain got all of Mya with the Thrillkiller, but it took a lot out of her in the process!
SS: That's what high risk moves can do! There's a reason why it's called high risk!
DM: While you're right to a degree, but with the damage Brytain has taken, that hurt more than usual!
The referee is ready, expecting Brytain to go immediately into a pin but instead, she struggles to her feet and climbs the turnbuckle again. She hits Mya, who has yet to move, with another Thrillkiller. This time, it takes Montgomery a little longer to recover and begin the slow process of climbing to her feet. She’s trying to hide how much this match has taken out of her but her face is gaunt and pale and there is a slow trickle of blood snaking down her collarbone from her wounded throat.
DM: Brytain may be in control, but the wear and tear she took a few nights ago is really taking it's toll on the Broadcast Champion!
SS: Indeed! I don't know how much longer she can go effectively here!
Finally climbing to her feet, she hauls Denton up as well, although the other woman flops lifelessly, nearly completely out of it. Grabbing Denton by the back of the neck, Brytain drags her over to the ropes, brutally shoving her face into the ring ropes, dragging her viciously to the turnbuckle, grinding her face into the rope the whole way. Once Brytain reaches the turnbuckle, she slams Mya face first into it. Mya stumbles back, clutching her face. She tries to put distance between herself and Brytain but Montgomery advances on her, refusing to give her a moment to regain any of her momentum. In one quick, deft movement, she hits Denton with the a modified version of the Killing Joke. Denton falls to the mat, writhing in pain before Montgomery applies the inverted heel hook again, working that left ankle all over again.
DM: Brytain works on that ankle and she's damn intent on sending that message to Smith Jones!
SS: Yeah and she may do so at the expense of Mya Denton's career here in Premium Championship Wrestling!
Mya slowly drags herself to the ropes but Montgomery refuses to break the hold. She struggles for a moment but finally pulls Denton back to the middle of the ring without ever breaking the hold. Brytain applies more pressure, a snarl on her face as she listens to Mya’s screams of pain. She’s just extremely close to breaking Mya’s ankle when Denton finally taps out.
DM: This one is over!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by submission... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!!
Brytain continues the hold for a few moments, refusing to break it until the referee finally forcibly breaks the hold. Montgomery stalks away, starting to slide between the ropes when she abruptly doubles back, stomping hard several times on Mya’s left ankle.
SS: Damn, Brytain's really turning it up here! She's smashing the fuck out of Mya's ankle!
DM: While I like Mya and all, but Brytain did warn Smith to take his shot, and Smith declined, so this was the opportunity to get at him! Smart move to be honest!
Finally, the referee all but shoves Montgomery out of the ring so that he can assist Denton. As “Bullet With Butterfly Wings” blasts through the speakers again, Brytain walks slowly away from the ring backwards so that she can watch the referee help Mya to her feet. Mya is limping, not putting any pressure on that left ankle and a slow, cold smile spreads over Brytain’s face.
DM: Brytain likes the damage she has done! She may have broken that ankle of Mya's in half!
SS: Such shame too! Maybe I can check on Mya!
DM: Oh I'd love that, just so Smith Jones can kick your ass!
SS: ... I don't want to displease Smith! He's a great guy and pissing him off is a no, no!
DM: Kiss ass! We're going to take a commercial break! We'll be back with more Rapture after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:19:15 GMT -5
We come back from the break and Monica Garcia is standing in the interview area alongside an unknown male.
Monica Garcia: I am here... with an unknown name. What is your name?
Person: I'm DJ Jackson, an aspiring wrestler who hopes to one day be a part of the PCW roster.
Monica Garcia: Welcome DJ. Any reason as to why you want to be here in PCW?
DJ Jackson: It's the biggest company in the world. Who wouldn't want to be here? This is where the stars shine brightly. The glitz and the glamor is all here and I want what the main stars here have, but I know that takes time and effort.
Monica Garcia: Who are your favorite stars in this company?
DJ Jackson: Oh my gosh. Well I like those who can wrestle their butts off. There are some people of every clique here who can go in that ring and I admire their work. But one Damon Warrens catches my eye. He's an underutilized cat and he's definitely somebody to watch out for.
Suddenly, DJ is interrupted as Damon Warrens enters the scene. Damon and DJ hug and kiss each other on the lips.
Monica Garcia: Well welcome to the fray there, Damon.
Damon Warrens: Thank you Ms. Garcia. Now I hate to intrude, but I must. See I have knowledge to share with you and the rest of the PCW Universe. The other people who like myself have toiled away working tirelessly on our hands and knees. Those people who spend their whole lives whispering secrets and lies as if to survive. I will not be that anymore. I will be the man to stand on two feet. The one who will scream my secrets to the world. Ask me no truths and I will tell no lies!! See like you all I have a secret. Since joining this twisted world of PCW I have bounced from group to group like a sheep without a shepherd. From the Deadly Sins/Generation Next, Generation Xtreme, Order and Chaos, and currently the New Era.
Monica Garcia: I get you. Continue.
Damon Warrens: For too long I have done what I can for the success of others. I have been selfless, but no more! It is time that I become as toxic and selfish as my peers, as my allies and foes, as all of you. The Nitemare is returning to PCW and he returns with a vengeance. Fear Itself has descended upon the PCW Universe and you cannot escape it. Fear Itself brings decimation! It brings carnage. It brings the truth! It brings the truth you fear, the truth you refuse to accept. The truth is monsters are real! I know this because I am a monster! I AM EVERYTHING!!!!
DJ Jackson: I think you can do it, babe.
Damon Warrens: It's about time that children are reminded why they fear the dark. It's time that the world is reminded that even when you awaken, the Nitemare never stops. I have spent too much time helping others gain the brass ring, but now, now IT'S MY TIME! I will reach that brass ring for myself! But unlike others my brass ring is different. It is no gold belt, no powerful career, it is solely retribution. It is retribution against all who have wronged me, all who have taken advantage of me, all who stand in my path. I will not be stopped. Not by derailed trains, or biased owners. I WILL NOT BE STOPPED!! Fear Itself will still fight the fight of the New Era. I have a deep respect for my brothers of the New Era family that I will not forget about, but it's time I focus on attaining my brass ring.
Monica Garcia: Okay. Now what was with the kiss you and DJ just shared?
DJ and Damon smirk. Damon shrugs his shoulders and answers.
Damon Warrens: I'm glad you asked Miss Garcia. See months ago my apparent family turned their backs on me. They showed their true natures. They decided to join in the whispered secrets and lies. Because of this I have felt an empty space in my soul, where my family once inhabited. There was a poison in the system, the snake had bitten me, and I had to suck the poison out before it killed the host. My house was not a home while that succubus, that being of greed and hatred lived under my roof. So I did what I had to in order to survive!
Damon begins to raise his voice frightening Monica, but again suddenly becomes quite calm.
Damon Warrens: I banished my husband from my home, I sent him away so he could live selfishly off of my work no more! Then I began soul searching, trying to find myself. I realized I was living in a world of lies, a world of secrets, a world of poison and selfishness. It was then that I met DJ. I found a young man who was wise beyond his years. A man who, like myself, rose from the dirt, walked on two legs, and was above the vicious lies. It was then that I realized that change was a necessary evil, and yet the most pure way of healing. This man understands me, he understands what it's like to be cast aside and stand alone. But alone we will be no more. For there is solace in family, and a family is what we are. I have found the soul mate to walk through the flames alongside me.
DJ Jackson: And I couldn't have found a better man to not only be with, but to learn from as well.
Damon and DJ gaze into each others eyes before turning back to the camera.
Damon Warrens: PCW I am the Hell that's all around you. Call me crazy, call me evil, I am the devil, I am a demon with the wings of an angel. I tell no lie, but sinful truth escapes in my words. That's the mystery of me, open to the world's interpretation. Life is paiN.
Damon and DJ walk off together as Monica stands there, puzzled.
SS: Ah yeah! Damon Warrens is back... and he got a new boy toy!
DM: This is a damn shame! Generation Next did NOTHING wrong! You hear me... NOTHING!
SS: They betrayed him! They accepted the Hall of Fame reintroduction when they knew he wasn't going to be allowed back in!
DM: Oh please! Damon's actions did himself in, he has nobody to blame but himself on not being in the Hall of Fame! Generation Next is not wrong on any of this!
After the conversation between Desiree and Saint, the scene opens up to the hallway of the backstage area where a lot of the personnel for Premium Championship Wrestling are talking with one another, scattered throughout catering, all the way to the gorilla position. Throughout all the chaos, Kai rushes back and forth, muttering to himself angrily over something.
Kai (muttering angrily): I didn't train enough. Should have trained more than I did. More training would have done good.
Kai continues to pace back and forth and he even throws a water bottle across the hallway in frustration. Suddenly the lights turn off in the hallway and there are some high pitched screams. Despite not being able to see, Kai speaks.
Kai: Show yourself.
The lights go back on and surrounding Kai is Danielle Lopez who has the spiked baseball bat in her hand while the PCW World Heavyweight Championship sits around her waist, but she's not alone as Talia Skye has a solid metal case in her hand, and accompanying them is Laurie Young, Aurora Rose and Brian Stryker and they have their fists taped up and they're ready to fight.
Danielle Lopez: [with a smirk on her face] I guess you now know what it feels like to be out numbered, a similar scenario that Talia and I experienced two weeks ago on this very program.
Kai: Your point?
Danielle Lopez: My point is that the tables have turned. You and the minions automatically believed that I, am the one responsible for the injuries your brother endured at Slamathon. You decided to listen to the words of Morgan Simmons and Jimmy Gambino, thinking they were correct.
Kai: Not the case...
Danielle Lopez: [snapping back at Kai] Shut the hell up. I wasn't done speaking. I do feel bad that your brother is injured, injuries like that shouldn't happen, but don't go blaming me for this when you know damn well that if the tables were turned... your own brother wouldn't hesitate to do all he can to make sure he wins the World Heavyweight Championship.
Danielle walks around, waving the bat around while Kai stands there frozen, observing not just her, but also Talia standing there with the case in hand while Laurie, Aurora and Stryker stand there prepared to take action.
Danielle Lopez: But with what happened to Talia and I two weeks ago, you and your minions forced my hand into vowing revenge. You called them "empty threats" if I'm not mistaken. Let me fill you in on the timeline. I took out Alisyn before the show went on the air, and later on, Reaper and I took care of Jay Thunder's arrogant ass. I wouldn't base those as empty threats there... Alex!
Danielle smirks as Kai is fuming over Danielle calling him by his real name.
Danielle Lopez: I just have two words for you... You're next!
Suddenly, Talia smashes Kai in the back with the solid metal case. Kai goes forward and that's where Laurie, Stryker and Aurora take over in helping on the attack. Kai however goes to fight back against the Laurie and Aurora. It momentarily works as he shoves Laurie and Aurora back first into the crates that are brought to the arena on behalf of the company.
DM: This is becoming a situation!
SS: Come on, Kai! Beat up these Team Lethality idiots!
Kai has fought off at least two members, but the numbers quickly catch up to him as Talia chopblocks him in the left knee. Kai clutches at his knee and Stryker capitalizes with a kick to the face which is then followed up with Talia smashing him in the back of the head with the metal case. Danielle now twirling the bat as she swings for Kai's head - and it connects. Blood starts pouring out of Kai's head and a demented smile comes across Danielle's face.
Danielle Lopez: You brought this upon yourself. Now you pay in kind.
Danielle smashes the spiked bat against Kai's head again, but instead of stopping, the PCW World Champion continues in a fit of rage. Talia and Stryker eventually pull Danielle away from Kai to calm her down. Danielle drops the bat and observes the damage. She smiles and turns to Talia who is holding the case.
Danielle Lopez: BFF! This is the time for... a Black Rose!
Talia likes the idea and opens up the case where she pulls out a black rose and gives it to Danielle. Kai is laid out with blood still coming out of his head from the multiple shots from the spiked baseball bat. Danielle now stands over Kai and lays the rose on top of him as she looks down at him with fury and intensity in her eyes as Talia and Stryker stand back along with Aurora and Laurie who are now back to their feet.
Danielle Lopez: You have just slept with da bitches! Welcome to the world of Lethality.
Danielle, Talia, Aurora and Laurie are about to walk away but Danielle turns to Kai one more time and speaks.
Danielle Lopez: Sleep easy there... Alex!
Danielle, Talia, Laurie, Aurora and Stryker all walk away as Kai lays there in a pool of his own blood.
DM: Team Lethality has certainly left their mark... and I can't say I blame them here!
SS: They're barbarians to the highest degree! They're reckless! They need to be thrown in jail!
DM: You're full of shit! We're going to take a commercial break! We'll be back with more Rapture after these messages!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:20:05 GMT -5
We come back from the break and in the backstage area, Brytain Montgomery is slowly making her way through the hallway. Every step is obviously a struggle though she's trying and mostly succeeding to hide it. Her face is blanched pale and drawn tight with pain and her lips are set in a thin line. Every so often, she sways slightly on her feet and reaches out a hand to steady herself on the wall before quickly snatching it away before anyone can notice.
Finally, she makes it to her locker room, pushing open the door and closing it behind her quickly. Inside of her locker room, she sinks down to her knees and her hand gingerly goes to her throat where she knows that she's probably pulled open a stitch or two. She draws her fingers back with a smudge of blood on her throat and frowns.
She's only had a few moments to rest when she hears a soft knock at her door. Grimacing, she slowly pulls herself up to her feet and limps over to the door, opening it a crack.
STAGE TECH: Ms. Montgomery? I was asked to bring this over to you...
The young, maybe twenty year old, tech holds out a small white box adorned with a hot pink bow that nearly perfectly matched her hair color. She had to roll her eyes, it could only possibly be from Smith. White and Pink. It made sense.
Brytain shut the door behind the stage tech and eyed the box suspiciously before she finally popped the bow off and cracked the lid.
Inside, there was..... nothing.
After a second glance, though, she noticed the piece of white paper nestled amongst the pink tissue paper. Plucking the note out of the box, Brytain glanced down at it.
YOU'RE BLEEDING, it read, in strong boxy letters.
Brytain Montgomery: No shit...
She tossed the note and the box into the trash can. Touching her throat again, Brytain realized that the bleeding still hadn't stopped. With a tired sigh, she trudged into the bathroom to check out the damage. As she closed the door behind her, she heard a pop and then a hiss of air.
Her eyes searched the doorway and she had barely a second to register the canister that was wedged behind it, a trip wire running from it's now dislodged safety mechanism to the door handle of the bathroom.
Brytain Montgomery: Fuck...
As the gas filled the tiny room in a matter of seconds, Brytain's vision began to blur and she took one gasping, choking breath before her eyes rolled back into her head and she fell, crashing down on the tile hard.
DM: I wonder who is behind all of this?
SS: Are you blaming Smith for this?
DM: No shit, moron! It's certainly not a fucking leprechaun behind any of this shit!
SS: You are so mean! This really hurts my feelings!
DM: And I give a shit why? Anyways, let's send it to Jimmy Wilkes to announce the competitors of our next contest!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The lights in the arena go out.
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 out comes Ryan ''the Reaper'' Robinson with is signature black steel golf club in his right hand, and the PCW Platinum Championship in his left hand. As he looks around at the fans with a twisted smile on his face. He raises both his golf club and the Platinum Championship in the air for a few seconds, then puts his arms down, and he begins making his way down to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Winchester, Kentucky, weighing in at 285 pounds. He is a member of Team Lethality and the NEW PCW PLATINUM CHAMPION... RYAN... "THE REAPER"... ROBINSON!!!
He walks down the ramp and takes some time to slap hands with the fans. He reaches the end of the ramp and looks around before sliding in underneath the bottom rope. He goes to the top rope and raises both the Platinum title and the golf club in the air to cheers from the crowd. He hops off and hands the Platinum title to the referee and sets his golf club down in the corner as he waits for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
"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!*
The match begins, and Draven begins cursing at Reaper, and mouths the words "You think you're a big shot now, don't you? Well let me tell you something, Ryan. You're not shit!" before flipping Reaper off to boos from the crowd.
DM: Draven's not endearing himself to Reaper and the crowd here tonight!
SS: When has he ever endeared himself to the people? He's never really been a crowd favorite and everybody here hates him... myself included!
DM: Oh that's new! What's next... you're in love with long sausages?
SS: I... HEY! NO FAIR!
Reaper looks around at the crowd with a smirk on his face, and shrugs his shoulders before connecting with a huge uppercut to cheers from the crowd, he then lifts Draven to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Draven a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before turning Draven over, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eleven punches, he then waits for Draven to get to his feet. Draven eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper connects with a enzuigiri before locking in the Crossface! Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Draven STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Reaper gives Draven a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him over to one of the turnbuckles, places him on the top turnbuckle, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and connects with a super belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Draven to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Draven back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then waits for Draven to get to his feet. Draven eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before lifting Draven back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then lifts Draven back to his feet again, and connects with a backbreaker before locking in a surfboard stretch. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Draven to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Draven back to his feet, and connecting with the Chokeslam! he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the Diving Splash before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Draven kicks out at two.
SS: YES!!! I don't like Draven, but I hate retard, and I hate him even more when he doesn't have Bella with him. Why the fuck hasn't he been bringing her out here with him, anyways?
DM: She's pregnant. It's not safe for a pregnant woman to be at ring side, dumbass!
SS: FUCK!! I forgot. I have to wait almost a year before I can stare at her ass again. Do you think she will take her top off when she comes back?
DM: Shut up, Taint! How many times have I told you that we at Team Lethality are not interested in your fatass!?
SS: ...........*mutters* The kid probably don't even belong to him.
Desiree punches Taint.
SS: OW! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!
DM: Stop being like those sluts Katie Chason and Alexis Landry, you stupid idiot!
Reaper locks in a rear chin lock. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven 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 swinging neckbreaker before delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about seven stomps before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a neckbreaker before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with a sidewalk slam before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eight punches, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before stalking Reaper. Reaper gets to his hands and knees, and Draven runs into the ropes, runs back at Reaper, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Tiger suplex before delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about five stomps, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Draven leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick before lifting Reaper back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet again, and connects with a scoop slam before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches, he then connects with a leg drop before lifting Reaper to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then flips Reaper off as he waits for him to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Draven connects with the Death Note! but Reaper just gets back to his feet as if it didn't even phase him!
DM: HOLY SHIT! This is unbelievable! Nobody has immediately popped up after the Death Note, but Reaper just shrugged that off like it was nothing!
SS: Stupid retard must be invincible!
DM: Or he's just that damn good, Shamu!
SS: I'M NOT FUCKING SHAMU!
DM: Calm down! God damn!
Draven taunts to the cheering fans, and has no idea Reaper is up. Draven turns around, and Reaper connects with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Draven to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about twelve punches, he then turns Draven over, and locks in a ground head lock. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Draven a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex, he then lifts Draven back to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before running at him, and connecting with a Reaper Splash, he then Irish whips him into the turnbuckle on the other side of the ring before running at him, and connecting with another Reaper Splash, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Draven, and connects with a shoulder tackle before lifting Draven to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a neckbreaker, he then lifts Draven back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before stalking Draven. Draven gets to his hands and knees, and Reaper runs into the ropes, runs back at Draven, and connects with a punt to the side of the head, he then waits for Draven to get to his feet. Draven eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Draven gets back to his feet, and Reaper connects with a dropkick. Draven gets back to his feet again, and Reaper jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Draven gets to his feet, and Reaper connects with the Super kick! he then lifts Draven back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a half nelson suplex before locking in a cross armbar. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He almost gets to the ropes, but Reaper releases the hold, drags Draven back to the middle of the ring, and locks the hold back in. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, and begins making his way back to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Draven a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with the Spinebuster before pandering to the crowd!
DM: The crowd is on their feet for the PCW Platinum Champion as he crushed Draven witht he Spinebuster!
SS: The retard is pandering to these idiots! How fitting! The fans are morons and Reaper is a retard!
DM: Do you want to be hit again? Then I suggest for you to shut the fuck up!
Reaper runs into the ropes, runs into the ropes on the other side of the ring, runs back at Draven, and connects with the Reapist's leg drop before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Draven kicks out just before the three count!
SS: This is a matter where I have to root for the lesser of two evils, and that lesser being Draven! Both of them still suck though!
DM: You wouldn't know what's good if it hit you in the face, idiot! Reaper's great, one of the great Platinum Champions in company history!
Reaper lifts Draven to his feet, gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but Draven fights out of it by doing a back flip, lands on his feet behind Reaper, and connects with a German suplex, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Draven leaps off, and connects with a diving axe handle before delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about seven stomps, he then spits in Reaper's face before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then waits for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Draven connects with a enzuigiri before grabbing Reaper's golf club, raising it in the air to boos from the crowd, and disrespectfully throwing it out of the ring.
SS: HA! I love it! That golf club is a shitty weapon anyways!
DM: Not really! Of course, the sub sandwich you use isn't exactly effective either!
Draven walks over to Reaper, kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eight punches, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before going out to the apron, and waiting for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Draven springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about nine stomps before lifting Reaper to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a half nelson suplex, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Reaper back to his feet again, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then connects with a leg drop before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker 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 Draven connects with a dropkick. Reaper gets back to his feet, and Draven connects with a enzuigiri before stalking Reaper. Reaper gets to his hands and knees, and Draven runs into the ropes, runs back at Reaper, and connects with a punt to the side of the head, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex 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 the Apocalypse Now before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: NO! Reaper just barely kicked out before the count of three!
SS: BULLSHIT! JUST PLAIN BULLSHIT!
DM: What on earth are you on about? That was clearly a kickout!
SS: It was a three! Not two!
DM: You have problems you obviously need to address!
Draven lifts Reaper to his feet, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches, but they don't seem to phase Reaper too much at all. He just screams at Draven, and connects with a kick to the head, he then lifts Draven to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before locking in the Figure 4 leg lock! Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Draven STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Draven a clean break, and waits for Draven to get to his feet. Draven eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper connects with a clothesline, sending him over the top rope, and to the floor, forcing the ref to start a ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reaper goes to the outside forcing the ref to restart the ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Reaper lifts Draven to his feet, and sends him face first into the barricade, he then lifts Draven back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Tiger suplex before lifting Draven back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver.
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Reaper slides into the ring, then slides back out of the ring, forcing the ref to restart the ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Reaper lifts Draven to his feet, drags him over to the barricade, and sets him on top of the barricade, he then climbs up on the barricade, and connects with a superplex to the floor!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Reaper gets to his feet.
EIGHT!!!
Reaper slides in the ring.
NINE!!!
Reaper slides back out of the ring, forcing the ref to restart the ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reaper lifts Draven to his feet, and slides him in the ring before sliding in the ring himself, he then lifts Draven to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before locking in a surfboard stretch. Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, and Reaper eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then lifts Draven to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Draven back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts Draven back to his feet again, and connects with a sidewalk slam before lifting Draven to his feet, and connecting with a scoop powerslam, he then lifts Draven back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with the Soul Breaker version 2 before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: ANOTHER KICKOUT! DRAVEN KICKS OUT AGAIN!
SS: When is this match going to end?
DM: Whenever they can't go anymore, dumbass! Get with the fucking program!
Reaper lifts Draven to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Draven fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Reaper. Reaper turns around, and Draven connects with a enzuigiri before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, he then begins delivering stomps to the back of the head. He connects with about seven stomps before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about twelve punches before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before waiting for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Draven runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody,he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a half nelson suplex 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 the Dravenplex!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: REAPER JUST KICKED OUT!
SS: This is a travesty! This referee clearly is on Team Lethality's payroll!
DM: You are beyond full of shit! That's not the case! We have no referee's in the group you moron! You're clearly grasping for straws!
Draven begins cursing at the ref, and telling him that should have been a three. The ref tells Draven it was two and a half, and Draven lifts Reaper to his feet, mouths the words "Lets see you kick out of this, mother fucker!" and goes for the Death Note! NO!!! Reaper pushes Draven to the mat. Draven gets to his feet, turns around, and Reaper connects with the Super kick! he then goes to the corner before signaling for Draven to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Draven eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs at him, and connects with the Black Hole Gore! he then lifts Draven back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Death Bomb before locking in the Lock of Death!
DM: The LOCK OF DEATH! REAPER HAS IT LOCKED IN AND DRAVEN HAS NOWHERE TO GO!
SS: FUCK! Come on Draven, I don't often root for your stupid ass, but fucking make it to the god damn ropes!
Draven refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Draven still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Draven STILL refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even MORE pressure on the hold, and Draven tries to fight out of it. He tries to get to the ropes, but he fails, and has no choice but to tap out!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by submission... RYAN... "THE REAPER"... ROBINSON!!!
"Chop Suey" by System of a Down hits, but Reaper's not releasing the hold and Draven continues to tap out, trying to get out of the hold.
SS: FUCKING RETARD! LET GO!
DM: SHUT UP IDIOT!
Reaper still has the hold locked in and while he cranks it up further, Israel Steele walks out from the back and the crowd erupts with cheers. He slowly walks down the ramp before stepping on the apron and stepping over the ropes. He watches Draven struggle until he nods his head at Reaper. Reaper then releases the hold and Draven is writhing there in pain.
SS: Those two idiots are going to kill Draven! I actually feel bad for the moron!
DM: Things are only going downhill for him! Knowing Izzy the way we do, he has some evil intentions in mind!
Israel stalks Draven and waits for him to get to his feet. Draven slowly but surely gets up by using the ropes for assistance. He turns to Israel who kicks him in the gut and places him in-between his legs and he stands there before dropping down...
DM: TOTALLY FUCKED UP! IZZY WITH THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER TO DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!
SS: DAMMIT! DRAVEN'S OUT OF IT! THERE'S NO WAY HE'LL GET UP FROM THAT!
Israel looks down at Draven who is unconscious. Reaper picks up his Platinum Championship and looks at Izzy before the two bump knuckles as "Tom Sawyer" by Rush hits the PA system. Reaper and Izzy roll out of the ring and walk up the ramp, high fiving fans along the way before they go behind the curtain. From there, we go to commercial break.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:20:45 GMT -5
We come back from the break and Smith Jones is walking hurriedly through the backstage area when PCW interviewer Monica Garcia comes running up next to him, microphone in hand. He keeps walking quickly as she tries to keep up with him.
Monica Garcia: Smith, a word if you will about what just happened in Brytain Montgomery’s locker room?!
He stops walking and turns to look her dead in the face at close range.
Smith Jones: After all I’ve done to rejuvenate your sad little career, you ungrateful tart, this is how you repay me? You accuse me on LIVE INTERNATIONAL TELEVISION of planting some sort of smoke bomb device in Brytain Montgomery’s locker room? I already have her attention, Garcia. Why would I need to attack her?
Monica Garcia: Well, she has been threatening your love interest, Mya.
Smith Jones: Say love one more goddam time.
She looks away for a moment. Smith turns to camera and he speaks.
Smith Jones: What’s that on your face Miss Montgomery? Looks like failure to me. You think you can do whatever the hell you want to my good friend Mya??? Hehehe. I can hear Montgomery snoring from here! While poor Brytain sleeps soundly in her locker room, she is going to miss my big announcements. Y'see, I’ve had quite a lot going on in my life over the past few months and I think it’s time to thin out my character a bit and focus. So, with regard to me revealing a new secondary finisher tonight… that’s not gonna happen anymore. My moveset is perfect. My finishers are deadly the way they are. I got a little nostalgic on twitter with Brian Stryker of all people and my inner wrestling nerd almost got the best of me. I love old school and my repertoire is already packed with classic moves like the gutbuster, the quarter nelson, and the Winnick throw. I already use classic suplexes like the pumphandle, the tiger, and the wheel barrow. I don’t need to go retro. I’m a throwback as it is.
Monica Garcia: Sounds like you’ve got more to say.
Smith Jones: Oh, there’s a good deal more. With regard to my little back and forth war of wits with Brytain Montgomery… that’s not gonna happen anymore. You may have even more planned to do to Mya, but you aren't in any condition to hurt anyone right now. It seems that just got taken care of when someone decided to perform an act of terror against the current Broadcast Champ. Who knows what horrific after effects will surface from this myseterious gas? If she’s as Bryte as she likes to think she is, she will start to keep a low profile and she will be THANKFUL when I do choose to take the pressure of being champion off of her and let her go and live her new, far more domesticated life with Michael.
Monica Garcia: World Champion Danielle Lopez and other members of Team Lethality had a few…
Smith Jones: Don’t make me pull out the muzzle again, Monica. I’m not done. Hold the mic and watch and listen like a good little interviewer. With regard to The New Era…
Jones looks off at nothing for a spell. He then looks up at the ceiling and then the floor. His eyes slowly make their way back up to the camera lens.
Smith Jones: With regard to The New Era… that’s not gonna happen anymore, at least not for me. I hereby tender my resignation from The New Era! Sometimes you just gotta know when to cut bait and move on. The friendship and mutual respect that has been established among the members of this fine collection of individuals will continue, I hope, but I think it’s a mistake for me to continue to tie my in-ring career with the people around me. Curtis Wilkes. Damon Warrens. Liam Reilly. All of you have the potential to tilt this company on its ear with hard work and determination. The pool of talent is deep here. But it is time for me to stop trying to be a social butterfly and focus (FOCUS) on what exactly I want to do with the next few months of my career. I choose to voraciously pursue the PCW Broadcast Championship!!! Not the Platinum Title and not The World Title, yet. Hashtag fucking Broadcast. I’m not done with that title yet and I will be the PCW Broadcast Champion again!
Jones looks at Monica expecting her to break her silence. She remains quiet as Smith has something more to say.
Smith Jones: With regard to my personal indiscretions with Mya Denton… just kidding. Things are great with us. Never better! Now if you’ll excuse me, Jimmy Wilkes is about to call my name and I don’t want to miss it. Thanks for the airtime.
Jones walks out of frame.
Monica Garcia: You heard it here first. Smith Jones has left The New Era! Will they continue on without him or is The New Era finished? As always, when Smith answers questions he leaves new ones behind. Let’s go back to ringside!
We go back to ringside where Desiree Miles and Shannon Saint are seated.
DM: So Smith Jones is out of the New Era? Is the group finished?
SS: Don't know, but I'm happy Smith is on his own again! He was so much better doing things his own way! I am forever a Smith Jones support!
DM: Of course you are, Taint! Up next, Shannon's two favorites are facing each other! Jerry Matthews and Smith Jones in a one on one contest! Let's get it, Jimmy!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
As Josh Turner's "Long Black Train" begins to play, "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews strides down the aisle in a suit and tie. 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... "THE EVANGELIST"... JERRY MATTHEWS!!!
His spiritual liaison, Deacon Jeremiah, accompanies him to ringside with an offering plate, ready to collect money from any believers in the crowd. As he gets to the ring, he climbs through the ropes and removes his suit. He then raises his Bible in a preachly manner to the crowd as they boo incessantly.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
"Sail" by Awolnation plays and all of the lights in the arena go stark white. The tron also goes fully white as Smith Jones comes out on stage. He is dressed in white trunks, white knee pads, and white wrestling boots. His wrists are also taped in white. He uses his index finger to draw an 'X' across his chest.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 229 pounds. He is "THE MEAN MEAN MAN"... SMITH JONES!!!
Smith strides confidently down to ringside with a smirkish smile across his face. He walks once around the ring, looking into the faces of the ringside crowd with a smug sneer. He mounts the steps and wipes his feet on the apron before stepping in through the ropes and taking centre.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Jerry locks up with Smith. Jerry gets the upperhand, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches, he then delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about nine punches before lifting Smith to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches, he then lifts Smith to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Smith back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then waits for Smith to get to his feet. Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry connects with a clothesline. Smith gets back to his feet, and Jerry connects with another clothesline. Smith gets back to his feet again, and Jerry delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a scoop slam, he then lifts Smith to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Smith back to his feet, and Irish whipping him into the ropes. Smith runs back at Jerry, and Jerry catches him with a back body drop, he then lifts Smith back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a leg dorp, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with the Hammer of God before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Matthews kicks out at two!
SS: ...
DM: You're not saying anything! Who the hell are you rooting for here?
SS: I'm torn, because I like both Matthews and Smith Jones! They're awesome competitors! Maybe I'll just enjoy the match!
DM: Oh that'll be a first! You're going to actually be objective? Ladies and gentlemen, pigs might just fly here tonight!
Jerry lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Smith fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Jerry, and connects with a back suplex, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about eleven stomps, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about eight stomps before lifting Jerry to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the chest, he then kneels down, and begins choking Jerry, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Smith releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about ten stomps, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Jerry back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a neckbreaker, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Now Jerry with the kickout at two!
SS: These two are evenly matched competitors! The best on this roster! They will give a great technical masterpiece!
DM: Do you even know what a technical masterpiece is, lard ass? Because I know you've sure as hell have never competed in one!
Smith lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and goes for a piledriver, but Jerry reverses it into a back body drop, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before waiting for Smith to get to his feet. Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Smith, and connects with a running bulldog, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before running at him, and connecting with a turnbuckle clothesline, he then drags Smith to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before stalking Smith. Smith gets to his hands and knees, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Smith, and connects with a punt to the side of the head, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches before lifting Smith to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Smith back to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about eight punches before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Smith to get to his feet. Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry leaps off, and connects with Angel's Flight before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: MY GOD! Smith just barely kicked out!
SS: These two are pulling out all the stops! And it is awesome!
DM: It's been a good match so far, and this one is far from over at the moment!
Jerry waits for Smith to get to his feet. Smith eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry runs at him, and connects with a clothesline, but Smith ducks, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before connecting with a knee drop to the left leg, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about twelve stomps, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before kneeling down, and choking Jerry, forcing the ref to start the five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Smith releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about fifteen stomps, he then connects with a knee drop to the left leg before lifting Jerry to his feet, and connecting with a suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about nine stomps, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a neckbreaker before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: SO CLOSE, but Matthews just barely got the shoulder up in time!
SS: Look at the physicality of this contest! Look at the work! It's truly shaping up to be a classic match up!
Smith lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Jerry reverses it into a suplex of his own, he then lifts Smith to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before turning him over, kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches, he then lifts Smith to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before lifting Smith to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Smith back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before turning Smith over, kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Smith back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then delivers a stomps to the midsection, forcing Smith to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Smith, and connects with a running knee strike to the face before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Smith to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, he then begins stalking Smith. Smith gets to his hands and knees, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Smith, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Smith to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Crucifix Powerbomb before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: MY GOD! Another near fall! Back and forth these two are going!
SS: These idiots should appreciate the clinic Smith and Matthews are putting on tonight! Two of the brightest stars this company has and they are future PCW World Champions! No question about it!
Jerry lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Smith fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Jerry, and connects with a Russian leg sweep, he then waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Smith runs into the ropes, runs back at Jerry, and connects with a running bulldog before turning Jerry over, and connecting with a knee drop to the left leg, he then connects with another knee drop to the left leg before connecting with a third knee drop to the left leg, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Smith leaps off, and connects with a diving elbow to the head before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about eight stomps, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a neckbreaker, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the left leg, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: GOOD GOD! I don't know how he did it, but Jerry Matthews just kicked out!
SS: He has heart Desiree! He has the will and determination to win! He and Smith Jones are warriors! Great and honorable warriors!
DM: You're stretching it by calling them honorable, Taint! You're really stretching it!
Smith kneels down, and begins choking Jerry forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Smith releases the hold, lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and goes for a DDT, but Jerry reverses it into a back body drop, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with the Holy Vendetta before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: MY GOD! SMITH JUST KICKED OUT OF THE HOLY VENDETTA! INCREDIBLE!
SS: AHHH! THIS IS AWESOME! We are witnessing something special! These two are going places, I can tell you that!
Jerry has a shocked and frustrated look on his face as the crowd gives a mixed reaction over the kickout, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and goes for the Savior's Wrath! NO!!! Smith fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Jerry, and connects with a back suplex before locking in the System! Jerry refuses to give up, so Smith puts more pressure on the hold, but Jerry still refuses to give up, so Smith puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, so Smith puts even MORE pressure on the hold, but Jerry STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. He eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Smith refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Smith releases the hold as the crowd gives a mixed reaction over the rope break, he then waits for Jerry to get to his feet. Jerry eventually gets to his feet, and Smith goes for the Point of Controversy! NO!!! Jerry hangs on to the ropes, and Smith falls to the mat. Smith gets to his feet, and Jerry connects with a clothesline. Smith gets back to his feet, and Jerry delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts Smith to his feet, and connects with the Savior's Wrath before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE EVANGELIST"... JERRY MATTHEWS!!!
"Long Black Train" by Josh Turner hits and the crowd boos loudly as the referee raises Matthews hand in victory.
DM: Matthews picked up the victory in a very hard fought, physical match up!
SS: This was a five star match! These people should be respecting the efforts these two gave, but the fans are a bunch of inbred heathens! Then again, we're in Texas so that's not a shock!
DM: How could you say that about these PCW fans! They are the life blood of this business! And the fans in Texas are awesome and gracious!
SS: Meh! I see a lot of beaners in this state! More than I would like to anyways!
DM: I swear to god, I'm going to get Danielle to kick your head off of your shoulders, you racist fuck!
All of a sudden, "Lift Me Up" by Five Finger Death Punch feat. Rob Halford hits and the crowd cheers loudly as Team Lethality's Crystal Alvarez, Tom Pendergrass and TJ Parks come out. The three of them hype up the crowd. They walk down the ramp and slap hands with the fans before getting in the ring. They all have microphones in their hands and once their music dies down, Crystal begins to speak.
Crystal Alvarez: Tonight has been fun, hasn't it? I mean, our leader Danielle Lopez got her revenge for that heinous assault that her and Talia endured two weeks ago, the Reaper had a great match with Draven and a lot of other stuff happened as well.
TJ Parks: That's right babe. Like Morgan being fed cookies and brownies. But not just any old cookies and brownies. Oh no, they were special ones.
Tom Pendergrass: Yo, I wonder why we never gave her any milk?
TJ Parks: Tom, my friend. She's lucky she got the fucking food, she doesn't deserve more than that.
Tom Pendergrass: True, true. Unless it's expired milk that is.
TJ Parks: Dammit! Why didn't we think of that before?
Crystal Alvarez: I don't know. But anyways, I wonder how Morgan is doing now after eating all of those desert foods?
TJ Parks: Good question babe. A very good question.
Crystal Alvarez: Indeed. Well, let's find out, shall we.
We cut to the PremiumTron 5000 where the scene opens to the bathroom where Morgan Simmons rushes in, like she has to go to the bathroom. She rushes into a stall and appears to sit on the toilet. While the camera isn't inside of the stall with Morgan, you can tell what she's doing in there. While she's doing her business, Aurora Rose walks in but behind her is Derek Jacobs and Brian Stryker, both who are a little timid of being in a girls bathroom. Aurora stands in front of the stall Morgan's in while Stryker and Jacobs look at the paper towel dispensor where rolls of toilet paper reside. They each grab a roll and start playing catch with it.
Morgan Simmons: Will somebody get me some damn toilet paper?
No response is given from anybody in the room.
Morgan Simmons: HELLO! TOILET PAPER!
Aurora smirks before speaking.
Aurora Rose: Hello boss lady! You need toilet paper?
Morgan Simmons: Very funny. I need toilet paper.
Aurora Rose: No way to wipe your ass, huh? That's a tough break, boss. It really is. But we here at Team Lethality have toilet paper.
Inside the stall, Morgan's getting furious but it turns into pain and anguish as the laxatives from the cookies and brownies she ate kicks in more.
Aurora Rose: Looks like you're in a severe situation there. You shouldn't have messed with us. You brought this upon yourself.
Suddenly, Brian Stryker passes by with a roll of toilet paper.
Morgan Simmons: HEY! Give me the FUCKING TOILET PAPER, NOW!
Brian Stryker: Now boss. You know you have to be polite when you ask for things?
Morgan Simmons: I DON'T CARE! GIVE ME THE FUCKING TP!
Brian Stryker: What's the magic word, Morgan?
Morgan Simmons: I'll fire your ass if you don't give me the TP.
Brian Stryker: Big man, did that sound like a magic word to you?
Derek Jacobs: No way. She was very rude about it.
Brian Stryker: Well, that's no TP for you boss lady.
In the stall, Morgan gets up, but immediately trips with her pants around her ankles and she falls down, face first to the floor. Aurora and Stryker laugh at Morgan's misfortune as her head peeks out underneath the stall but quickly goes into horror as Jacobs runs up - and kicks the stall door apart and it falls onto Morgan's back.
SS: This isn't right! Somebody should arrest them!
DM: It's funny as hell though! Couldn't happen to a nicer lady!
In the bathroom, Aurora, Stryker and Jacobs laugh hysterically as the stall door presses down on Morgan's back as she screams for help. The trio walks away and the video on the tron ends. We pan back to the ring where the crowd laughs and cheers while Tom, TJ and Crystal also share a laugh with each other.
Tom Pendergrass: That is hysterical. It shows our GM in a more... "shitty" state.
TJ Parks: So true. And the door being kicked down on Morgan while she lays there with her pants around her ankles. My god, that is humiliating but funny at the same time.
Tom Pendergrass: Couldn't have happened to a nicer gal.
Crystal Alvarez: Very true. The moral of the story is that you should not fuck with any of us or our careers for that matter.
TJ Parks: And one more thing. WELCOME...
Crowd: TO THE WORLD OF LETHALITY!
"Lift Me Up" by Five Finger Death Punch feat. Rob Halford hits again and Crystal, Tom and TJ stand in the ring and pose for the audience who cheers loudly.
DM: Team Lethality has risen up tonight! They made Morgan's life a really SHITTY experience and they got payback against the Disciples of Syn! What a night!
SS: They're going to pay for it! They're going to fucking pay!
DM: You don't know shit! But it's funny that Morgan had a shitty time tonight! I loved it!
SS: It was degrading!
DM: What's degrading is hearing your stupid ass commentate every show, but I digress! Right now, we're going to our final commercial break! We'll be back after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:21:39 GMT -5
Back from the break and we are backstage as Kai is seen walking, still feeling the affects of the attack he suffered earlier in the show. Some blood still trailed down his body as he leaned against a wall and tried to steady himself for a moment, before he stood back up and continued to walk. As he was walking, the distinct sound of footsteps are heard running after him followed by a voice he was all to familiar with.
Mya: Kai..wait please!
Kai continues to walk, obviously ignoring Mya. He did not feel like doing this right now. He had far too much on his mind. He was forced to pause as he winced slightly in pain, allowing her to finally catch up to him and grab his hand, making sure that he stayed in placed as she spoke.
Mya: I have been trying to get ahold of you all week.
Even when wounded, Kai was able to glare straight ahead as he grunted out a reply.
Kai: [Icily] I didn't notice. It seemed you were more interested in following Smith's lead than attempting to reach me while I was in plain sight.
She looked shocked at his claim.
Mya: What? I am telling you that nothing happened Kai, don't you trust me?
Kai's eyes narrowed as he growled slightly. He didn't need this, not now. Not with everything else that was happening around him. But it seemed that she was determined to talk about this. His jade green eyes glared at her as he spoke in an icy, cold tone of voice.
Kai: Mya, leave me alone. This is the last time that I say this.
Kai rips his arm away from hers as he goes to walk away again.
Mya: Alex..please.
Kai's head snapped back to her as his eyes burned with fury, incensed at her use of that name. His temper seemed to have boiled over as his fury began to show. Fury towards her, towards this situation, and fury towards anything and everything that has affected him as of late. Kai once again ripped his hand from her as he spoke harshly.
Kai: Don't you DARE call me that. You've lost the right, Mya. You lost the right the second you kissed that arrogant little ponce, and compiled it with every single act of sickeningly obvious flirting and romantic tension between the two of you. You claim to love me, but you obviously are just in love with the idea of what you believe me to be, nothing more.
He was breathing heavily by the time his tirade was done, with his various injuries beginning to catch up with him slightly as he sighed.
Kai: I can no longer do this, Mya. I'm done.
She looks at him in sadness as tears come to her eyes.
Mya: What are you saying?
Kai turned his back to her.
Kai: I'm a fighter, Mya. That is likely all that I ever will be able to be. I cannot change that. Love, or even the idea of it, is not something I can say I know, or can submit myself to. Goodbye...
With that said, Kai turns and walks away, leaving an upset Mya standing there in tears as the camera fades out.
DM: Damn! You know, I feel for Mya here! Heartbreak is a very difficult thing to deal with! It sucks to be on either end of it!
SS: Mya was way too good for him! Come spend some time with me, baby! I'll make you feel better!
DM: Can there please be a moment where you're not a disgusting fucking pig?
SS: What? I'm just stating my feelings! Nothing wrong with that!
DM: It's disgusting, Taint! Really disgusting! But coming up, our main event match up between two of the greatest stars in this company as Curtis Wilkes takes on the PCW World Heavyweight Champion Danielle Lopez!
SS: Team Lethality versus The Elite! Oh hell yeah, Curtis is going to crush that bitch!
DM: And I'm going to punch you in the face... right after Dani beats Curtis of course!
SS: ...
From there, we cut to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is ready to announce the main event match up of the night.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is your Saturday Night Rapture MAIN EVENT of the evening and it is a non title match, 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 and representing The Elite... "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 as he waits for the bell to ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF LETHALITY!!!
"Still I Rise" by Shadows Fall hits and Danielle Lopez emerges from behind the curtain to an enormous reception from the crowd. She stands on the ramp and raises her PCW World Heavyweight Championship in the air with the Spiked Baseball bat in her left hand while the hood of her jacket above her head and her face is in serious mode as she looks to be ready for action.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, from San Diego, California! She is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame and is the leader of Team Lethality! She is the PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLE LOPEZ!!!
She slowly walks down the ramp and nods her head at the fans cheering for her. She walks on the steps and gets in the ring by stepping under the bottom rope. She lays the bat down in the corner, points at the crowd before going to the top rope where she raises the PCW World Heavyweight Championship in the air to even more cheers from the crowd. She hops off the ropes, hands her title to the referee, takes off her jacket and waits for the match to begin with an intense and focused expression on her face.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! Our main event of the evening! Danielle Lopez and Curtis Wilkes, two PCW Hall of Famers in a non title match!
SS: Yeah, the PCW World Heavyweight Championship is not at stake! But a win for Curtis would put him back in the picture!
DM: True while a win for Danielle would more than cement her legacy as one of the greats in this company! Both of them need a win!
Both Danielle and Curtis stare at one another from their respective corners, focused and intense. They circle around each other and try to find the right grappling position. They engage in a collar and elbow tie up and Curtis gets the upperhand as he turns this one into a side headlock. Danielle pushes him off into the ropes. Curtis comes back off the rebound... and hits a shoulderblock to "The Lethal Latina" to take her down.
DM: Curtis with the advantage early!
SS: Keep it going Curt! Beat that bitch back into managerial status!
DM: Shut the fuck up Taint!
Curtis gets back up to boos from the crowd and Danielle gets back up to cheers. Both of them lock up again and now it's Danielle who has the side headlock locked in. She transitions that into a snapmare takedown. Curtis gets to a seated position and Danielle kicks him in the back. She kicks him again... and again... and again. She bounces off the ropes... and hits him with a dropkick to the back to take him down.
DM: There's Danielle using her speed advantage here!
SS: She can have her moment of glory but it's going to prove to be jack shit at the end of it!
DM: Right now, Danielle has the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
DM: Not yet! Curtis kicks out at two!
SS: It's early! Curtis is going to get this! Trust me!
DM: I think you're wrong, but there's no convincing you fatty!
Curtis gets Danielle up to her feet and goes to Irish whip her into the corner, but Danielle reverses it into one of her own. Danielle runs up... and hits a dropkick to the corner. Curtis stumbles out of the corner and Danielle leaps up... and hits "The Aussie Psycho" with a hurricanrana to take him down. Curtis quickly gets back up but Danielle hits him with a dropkick to take him back down to the mat.
DM: Danielle with the dropkick and now the World Champion is in control!
SS: Eh! She's meh to me!
DM: Oh really now? Gee, your favorites aren't exactly all that anyways, dumbass!
Curtis gets back to his feet, but Danielle runs up and hits him with a Tornado DDT to take him down. Danielle starts stomping away at Curtis a few times before bouncing off the ropes and hitting him with a flipping senton on the return. Danielle doesn't stop there as she grabs a hold of Curtis' leg and tries to flip him over for a single leg crab. It takes a bit, but she finally does it and Curtis is locked in the hold. Danielle has it locked in tightly and Curtis is dead center in the ring. Curtis scoots himself to the ropes, inching closer and closer... and HE GETS IT! Danielle immediately releases the hold for the clean break.
DM: Dani let go as soon as he got it!
SS: So that nutjob still has some form of decency?
DM: She's never going to break the rules, dummy! She might be vicious and bloody up her fellow wrestlers, but she will always follow the rules of a match!
Danielle gets Curtis back to his feet and lets him stand there, completely out of it. She delivers a kick that can be heard throughout the arena... and a second, and a third. She goes for a fourth... but Curtis blocks it and has a hold of her leg. He turns her around, smashes a forearm to the back of the neck, then clasps his hands around Danielle's waist... and throws her overhead for a German Suplex, with the bridging pin.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Danielle kicks out at two! Curtis gets back up and gets Danielle up as well. He hits her a few times with some strikes before whipping her into a corner. He runs in... and hits a clothesline. Danielle stumbles out, and Curtis hits her with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Curtis gets up and takes a moment to shake off the damage he has received here. Danielle starts to get to her feet. Danielle attempts to run towards him, but Curtis ducks and Danielle is sent to the ropes. Danielle comes back off the rebound... but Curtis nails her with a big boot to the face.
SS: Wow! What a boot to the skull, could have taken Danielle's head off! Best boot in the business!
DM: Taint, your man love for Curtis is obviously evident here!
SS: What are you saying?
DM: You know exactly what I'm saying!
Curtis gets Danielle back to her feet and whips her into the corner once more. Curtis walks over and drives his shoulder into the ribs of the PCW World Champion. He does it for a second time before getting her back up and driving an elbow to the side of the temple. The referee intervenes and gets Curtis to break it up. Curtis does so, but then he strikes with a forearm to the face and the crowd lets out their displeasure over Curtis' antics towards their favorite wrestler. Curtis grabs Danielle by the arm and whips her to the opposite corner. Curtis runs in hoping for another clothesline... but Danielle ducks it and Curtis hits chest first into the corner. Danielle gets up and steps out onto the apron. She smashes Curtis' head off of the turnbuckle padding and he stumbles. Danielle makes her way to the top turnbuckle and dives off...
DM: HURRICANRANA! Dani with the Hurricanrana to Curtis Wilkes and down he goes!
SS: It's the Flying Taco! The Flying Taco!
DM: Shut up, you racist fuck! We don't tolerate that shit on this show, you asshole!
Danielle gets back to her feet and gets Curtis to a seated position. She gets in front of him and starts striking him in the chest with kick after kick. Once Curtis is seemingly down, she flicks her foot up... and superkicks Curtis in the jaw to take him back down. Danielle steps back out to the apron and goes to the top rope. She looks down at Curtis before diving off in a Corkscrew like position...
DM: LETHAL HANGTIME! Danielle hits Curtis with the Lethal Hangtime!
SS: NOOOOO!
DM: Dani with the cover! This could be it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Oh that was close! Danielle almost had this one won!
SS: Jesus Christ! That was close!
Danielle gets Curtis to a seated position and locks him in a sleeper hold. The hold is synched in tightly. Curtis eventually uses his strength to get back to a vertical base. He elbows Danielle in the gut a few times and then catches her with a discus clothesline to take her down. He places his boot on the throat of Danielle and starts choking her to boos from the crowd. The referee tries to get him off but it's not working so he begins to count...
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
Curtis releases before the count of five. He spreads his arms out which gets mostly boos from the crowd. He gets Danielle back to her feet and hits her with an uppercut to the jaw. Danielle stumbles back and Curtis immediately capitalizes by kicking her in the gut and hooking her up in position... and drives her down with a snap suplex. Curtis immediately transitions into a pin attempt.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Danielle with the kickout at two and a half!
SS: SLOW COUNT! SLOW COUNT!
Curtis is frustrated beyond belief as he thought he had the match won there. He gets Danielle back to her feet and hits her with a right... and a second... and a third to rock her back. Curtis whips himself off of the ropes and goes for a clothesline... NO! Danielle ducks it and Curtis misses. Curtis runs into the ropes and Danielle does the same. The two run off the ropes but until Danielle reaches Curtis, she grabs him by the head and hits it...
DM: THE LETHAL CURSE! Danielle with The Lethal Curse to Curtis Wilkes!
SS: DAMMIT! This isn't good!
DM: Dani's got the cover with her arm just draped on top of Curtis!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!
DM: NO! Curtis just kicked out, but barely!
SS: Thank god for that!
Danielle gets back up to her feet and gets Curtis up as well. She gets him in a side headlock and has him there, but Curtis gets behind Danielle enough and turns it into a back suplex. Curtis stands there and soaks in the reaction for him. He starts kicking at Danielle before he drops a knee onto the back of her neck.
SS: Curtis knows he has Danielle right where he wants her! He's in control and thank god for that!
DM: He might be in control right now, but he's got a ways to go to win this one!
SS: He's still GOING TO WIN!
DM: GAH! Don't yell! Curtis lets Danielle get to her feet and nails her with a superkick to the jaw, but she's still standing! Curtis kicks her in the gut and goes for it...
SS: YES! THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL! HE HIT IT! HE'S GOING TO WIN!
DM: Curtis drags himself to Danielle and hooks the leg for the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!
DM: Danielle just barely kicked out of The Downward Spiral! Unbelievable!
SS: AH! That was bullshit! This ref is biased!
DM: Shut up with your butthurt, Taint!
Curtis gets frustrated and immediately starts to argue with Ricky Tiffin that it was a three, but Tiffin argues back that it was a two count instead of a three. Curtis insists Tiffin was wrong but eventually drops the argument. Curtis looks at Danielle who's still down in the ring before he steps out onto the apron. He goes to the top rope and looks down at Danielle with disdain on his face. He makes sure she's in position before he dives off...
DM: THE BEHEADING... NO!!! DANIELLE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AND CURTIS ATE NOTHING BUT CANVAS!
SS: DAMMIT! We haven't seen the Beheading in quite sometime and shame it didn't connect! It was painful when he used it often!
DM: No dispute there! Danielle still feeling the effects of all she has endured is using the ropes to pull herself up!
SS: Curtis is doing the same! CURTIS IS DOING THE SAME!
DM: We know, ya fucking idiot! Stop screaming about it!
SS: Eh!
DM: And here we go! Both competitors are up as they are exhausted, bruised and battered! They circle each other with the intensity in their eyes, and they both rush at each other! Curtis kicks Danielle in the gut and he's going for The Downward Spiral again!
SS: DO IT!
DM: WAIT A MINUTE! Danielle with a counter and she hits a front kick that grazes Curtis! Danielle now sets herself in prime position! Curtis turns around... BAM! POTENTIAL BRAIN DAMAGE! RIGHT TO THE SKULL!
SS: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
DM: Curtis goes down and Danielle has the cover!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLE LOPEZ!!!
"Still I Rise" by Shadows Fall hits and the crowd cheers loudly as Danielle Lopez is handed the PCW World Heavyweight Championship and gets her hand raised by the referee.
DM: Danielle has just picked up another victory and this win has pretty much cemented herself as one of the greatest PCW stars of all time, if she hasn't done so already!
SS: Dammit! I can't believe this just happened! How the fuck did this happen?
DM: It's called skill! And Danielle's skills got her this victory!
As Danielle celebrates her victory, "Psychosocial" by Slipknot hits and the crowd goes to immediate boos as Jimmy Gambino walks out with a microphone in his hand.
DM: What the fuck is he doing out here? Are you kidding me?
SS: He's the assistant General Manager! Show some respect!
DM: Go fuck yourself, hippo!
Jimmy stands on the ramp and soaks in the hatred for him before he speaks.
Jimmy Gambino: Will you people shut the fuck up.
The crowd boos louder.
Jimmy Gambino: Danielle, Danielle, Danielle. You and your Team Lethality teammates have caused enough shit around here. You made the great Morgan Simmons have "problems" and kick a stall door onto her back.
Danielle smirks and the crowd laughs. Jimmy, however, is not pleased.
Jimmy Gambino: You and your little friends from the supposed walk out have made our lives hell, but we're going to do something that's surely going to piss you off right here, right now.
Danielle now grabs a microphone and speaks as her eyes are dead set on Jimmy.
Danielle Lopez: Say what it fucking is Jimmy, because I don't give a shit what it is, you mohawk wearing, cow fucking piece of shit.
The crowd cheers and Jimmy is getting pissy.
Jimmy Gambino: YOU PUSHED ME BITCH! At Wrestle Extravaganza IV, you WILL defend the PCW World Heavyweight Championship against... SYN!!!
Jimmy then calms down and has an evil like smirk on his face.
Jimmy Gambino: ... with Morgan Simmons as the SPECIAL REFEREE!!!
DM: WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!
SS: AW HELL YEAH! THIS IS GREAT!
Danielle looks at Jimmy like she's going to kill him. Jimmy smirks and speaks once more.
Jimmy Gambino: Good luck at Wrestle Extravaganza, champ!
DM: THIS IS BULLSHIT! ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT! THEY'RE GOING TO SCREW DANIELLE!
SS: Morgan's fair and balanced! She wouldn't do that!
DM: YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT, JIMMY!
As Danielle is standing there yelling profane words at Jimmy Gambino who's walking up the ramp. The lights in the arena go out.
DM: Oh no! NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN!
SS: It ain't me! I swear!
The lights go back on and The Unknown is standing right behind Danielle.
DM: DAMMIT! IT'S THE UNKNOWN! THE FUCK DOES HE WANT?!
SS: I don't know! Can I ask?
DM: To see you get your ass whipped... be my fucking guess!
Danielle turns around and The Unknown stares at her emotionless. Danielle however isn't backing down. Curtis comes to his feet and stands beside her. Danielle looks at Curtis and mouths off "I don't need your help" as she gets face to face with him. The two of them stare each other down and they begin to brawl.
DM: Oh this is combustible elements right here! They're not done!
SS: She's a bitch! He did nothing wrong!
DM: Does Danielle really need anybody's help in fighting The Unknown? I didn't think so!
The two of them fight until Curtis gets the advantage by kicking Danielle in her bad knee. This sets Curtis up to go for the kill. He hooks Danielle in position... and drops her down with The Downward Spiral. Curtis gets back up to his feet and gets face to face with The Unknown.
DM: As a legendary commentator says... Business is about to pick up!
SS: Damn right it is! This is going to be good!
Curtis then backs up and taunts The Unknown, trying to get him to attack. Danielle starts getting to her feet and Curtis looks back at her. He smirks before pushing Danielle forward, and The Unknown plants her with his overhead keylock reverse STO.
DM: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?! CURTIS FUCKING PUSHED DANIELLE TOWARDS HIM!
SS: She shouldn't have disrespected him!
DM: You're fucking full of it!
Danielle lays in the middle of the ring as Curt smiles. The Unknown drops to one knee in front of Danielle's body as Curt stands behind him. The Unknown pulls off the mask... and under the mask is a smiling Yoshiru Long with a devilish smile on his face, and the crowd rains down a thunderous amount of boos.
DM: MY GOD! THE UNKNOWN... WAS YOSHIRU LONG THE ENTIRE TIME!
SS: You know what that means, right?
DM: Enlighten me dumbass!
SS: That means THE ELITE IS BACK! CURTIS HAS COME HOME TO THE ELITE! OH THANK YOU GOD! THIS IS FUCKING GREAT!
DM: This is a FUCKING TRAVESTY IS WHAT IT IS! COMPLETE BULLSHIT!
Yoshiru gets to his feet and spreads his arms out and Curtis does as well while standing behind him. From there, we...
Fade to Black.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Jul 20, 2013 17:22:10 GMT -5
And we have the credits. Ya'll know the drill. Danielle's revenge Pt. I: Danielle Intro: Me Stryker vs. The Lone Ranger: Reaper, Charlie Ray (for the Charlie Luzon portion of the match) Mya Denton arrives to the arena: Allie and Amy Jerry Matthews segment: George Lekkter vs. Jacobs: Mariano Izurat Karr segment: Joe Morgan vs. Pastry Food Pt. I: Danielle Pre match promo: Danielle Open Challenge: Reaper Post Match: Danielle, Nathan and Reyna Danielle gets her revenge Pt. II: Danielle and Reaper Brytain vs. Mya: Allie Damon and DJ interview: Nathan Danielle gets her revenge Pt. III: Danielle Brytain segment: Allie Reaper vs. Draven: Reaper Smith Jones segment: Dennis Matthews vs. Smith: Reaper Kai and Mya segment: Tom and Amy Danielle vs. Curtis: Me Ending: Me
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