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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:37:11 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. [The Summer is almost over, it's dawning closer and closer for the kids to go back to school, also around that time where college kids go back to college in pursuit of that degree. Tonight, Premium Championship Wrestling produces an event that will be memorable and surely will live up to being the biggest party of the summer. The best part? This event is live and free only on the Premium Television Network.
On this fourth installment of Wrestle Extravaganza, every sanctioned PCW Championship will be defended. Some people will return to a PCW ring, some from injuries and some to get back into the swing of things. We also feature debuts from highly touted young talents. We will see a violent war out here tonight, we will witness special referees. We will witness the unexpected. Anything and everything can and will happen. Personal rivalries come to a head, a four way match to determine a future challenger for the CW Broadcast Championship, and the ever so famous Scars of Wrestling Cup match returns among other things.
We are Premium Championship Wrestling, and we are proud to present to all of you for FREE...]"Walk" by Pantera blasts throughout the sound speakers inside Chesapeake Energy Arena in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma as the soldout crowd of 14,708 people are on their feet, electrified for this event. Fireworks and pyro blast off from the entrance stage as orange and light blue colored lights that resemble the Oklahoma City Thunder are all over 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 everybody and welcome to the free televised phenomenon known as Wrestle Extravaganza! This is the fourth installment known as Summertime Smash and we are live from Chesapeake Energy Arena in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma! I am Desiree Miles along with Shannon Taint! We have a very strong card to present to all of you tonight! SS: Ten very solid matches! All of our major titles are being defended and we're promised some brutality! DM: That's right and you know as always with PCW, expect the unexpected! Anything can happen here! SS: No question and this card is very strong with our main event as Danielle Lopez defends the PCW World Championship against the returning Syn! Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson defending the Platinum Championship against Jay Thunder! Curtis Wilkes and Yoshiru Long proving the world that they're elite by facing each other! You also have the personal rivalry of Brytain Montgomery and Smith Jones coming to a head with the PCW Broadcast Championship at stake! And the PCW World Tag Team Championship's on the line as Mariah and Rachel Lopez-Robinson defend their titles against Reyna Carter and Angelina Williams of Mi Pi Sexy! DM: Just those matches alone are good, but you know we have more! SS: Damn skippy we do! Jerry Matthews and Nightrain are getting it on with Matthews wanting to exterminate PCW of Nightrain forever! And the resurrection of the Israel Steele and Draven Logan Kennedy feud happens tonight as they face off in a Street Fight! And a four way match with Brian Stryker, Izurat Karr, Lekkter tha Lunatik and Mya Denton will happen where the winner gets a future shot at the PCW Broadcast Championship! Matt Duvall also facing The Lone Ranger, and of course the seventeenth edition of the Scars of Wrestling Cup takes center stage to start things off as Charlie Luzon, Charles Nelson, Sean Williams, Alex Schafer and Derek Jacobs all compete to win their first cup! DM: It's going to be a damn exciting show! I'm pumped up for it! SS: Same here! Fireworks are going to be going off tonight! DM: Let's not wait any longer as we kick this show off with the Scars of Wrestling Cup match! Cut to the ring.Jimmy Wilkes: This is your opening contest for WRESTLE EXTRAVAGANZA IV: SUMMERTIME SMASH and it is the seventeenth edition of the SCARS OF WRESTLING CUP! The crowd cheers.Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing the special guest referee! He is a co-founder of YouTube Championship Wrestling, and the creator of the Scars of Wrestling Cup... PCW Talent Scout and Ambassador... LEO HAWKINS!!! "Fuel" by Metallica hits and the crowd lets out a cheer. Leo Hawkins enters the arena, and the crowd cheers even more for the creator of this cup. He walks down the ring and slaps hands with the fans before stepping on the steps and steps in-between the ropes to get into the ring. He shakes hands with Jimmy Wilkes and salutes the crowd before taking his place as the referee.Jimmy Wilkes: And now the contestants! "I Get Off" by Halestorm hits and from behind the curtain enters Charlie Luzon. He struts his way out to the ramp. He stops, raises his hands, then puts it on his chest, taunting his opponent. He comes down, ruffles his hair then high fives his fans.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 195 pounds... "THE ADONIS FACTOR"... CHARLIE LUZON!!! He reached to the ring and runs towards it, sliding in, he comes up slowly and sensuously. Getting to the ring ropes, he climbs on the middle one and bends down to show off his goods, he does the same on the other side and finally finishes up by looking at the gorillas position to see who his opponent is.Jimmy Wilkes: And the second participant! As the dull roar of the crowd starts to rise, the lights in the arena dim. A spotlight appears on the stage and a countdown appears on the titantron, starting at ten.Ten....nine.......eight......seven.....six......five........four......three........two........one.The opening guitar rifts to Mercy Drive's Burn in my Light blasts out of the PA system as Alex Schafer struts into view with a smirk on his face. Stopping at the foot of the stage, he adjusts his hand wrap before throwing his hands up and making his way down the ramp. As he reaches ringside, he stops and smacks the floor, open palmed, before throwing his arms out behind him as a series of pyro goes off on the stage."Hey! Nothing you can say! Nothing is gonna change what you've done to me! Now it's time shine! I'm gonna take what's mine! while you're burning inside my light!"Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Stockholm, Sweden, weighing in at 237 pounds... ALEXANDER... "THE GREAT"... SCHAFER!!! Smirking and laughing, he slides into the ring and mounts the turnbuckle, first pointing out to the crowd and then to the floor, signaling that they are beneath him. Waving them off, he hops down and kneels down, waiting for the bell.Jimmy Wilkes: And now the third participant! "Until The End" by Avenged Sevenfold hits and the crowd cheers loudly Derek Jacobs comes out to the ramp and has a look of arrogance on his face. He stands there and looks around the crowd.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 285 pounds... "DOCTOR PAIN"... DEREK JACOBS!!! Once the lyrics kick in, he starts making his way to the ring, still possessing a very cocky look on his face. He taunts the crowd before climbing into the ring. He looks around and hits all four turnbuckles and raising his arms before waiting for the match to begin.Jimmy Wilkes: And the fourth participant! The arena grows dark, the crowd erupts in cheers as images of Sean Williams appear on the titan tron, green smoke flows from the ramp and floors below as the beat to Fuck The World drops, Sean comes racing out from behind the curtain stopping at the top of the entrance ramp.Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 185 pounds... "THE HARDCORE ONE"... SEAN WILLIAMS!!! He looks around the arena at the crowd cheering him up, he makes his way down the ramp, sliding underneath the ropes and into the ring playing to the audience.Jimmy Wilkes: And the fifth and final participant! Charles "Breaker" Nelson! Charles strolls out to no entrance music in his wheel chair reaches the end of the ramp walks up the steel steps and wipes his feet on the apron and handsprings in athletically. Before the bell could ring for the match to start, a motor sound blasts through the PA system so loud you can't really hear anything.DM: What the hell is going on here? After the motor sound, a hysterical voice of laughter plays on the PA system...“HEHEHEHEHEHE!!!”… “WIPEOUT!!!”"Wipeout” by Surfaris hits and the crowd isn't sure how to react as that signature theme hasn't played through the PA system in nearly three years.DM: NO WAY! NO FUCKING WAY! SS: AW HELL TO THE YEAH! IT'S THE WIPEOUT VAN! I HAVEN'T SEEN THIS IN YEARS! HELL YEAH! Suddenly, a van violently crashes through the Wrestle Extravaganza IV stage, leaving traces of debris all around the entrance ramp. The black van speeds down the ramp as the fans throw in a mixed reaction, and hits the brakes at the last possible second. Out of the front seats comes Alex Richards while his brother Chris comes out from the passenger side. From the back comes Hikari Richards and Sirius Wolfe. Hikari has a kendo stick in her hand while Sirius has a pair of handcuffs.SS: You know the routine! Everybody who watched us in the first run knows of this! DM: Oh yeah! We're about to see people get their asses kicked out of PCW! PRONTO! The four of them get in the ring. Chris, Alex and Hikari hold their kendo sticks firmly in their hands. Chris and Alex begin attacking Alex Schafer with their kendo sticks while Hikari starts beating the hell out of Charles Nelson with her kendo stick. Sirius Wolfe stands there in front of Sean Williams and Derek Jacobs while Charlie Luzon lays on top of the announce table rubbing his right hand on his abs.DM: This is a surreal situation! SS: Yeah... there's a guy on our announce table touching his abs! DM: If you want to have some alone time for that... I'll just get the hell out of here! Chris and Alex get Schafer to his feet and they hit him with a double superkick to the face. Sirius then flips Schafer onto his stomach, handcuffs him before going out of the ring and dragging Schafer to the back of the van.SS: Goodbye Alex Schafer! You had a nice run! As Schafer is now in the back of the van, Chris and Alex join Hikari in beating down Nelson with the kendo sticks. Shot after shot and Nelson is screaming in agony. Chris and Alex get Nelson to his feet. Nelson is out on his feet and Hikari bounces off the ropes and runs towards Nelson...DM: THE ORIENT! Hikari with that spinning heel kick to the face of Charles Nelson! SS: That looked nasty! DM: She's not done yet though! She has Nelson underneath her arm and spinned around... THE OCCIDENT! Hikari with the Tornado DDT to Charles Nelson! SS: The Legion of Shadows have done a number on Nelson! Suffice to say, he's not coming back! Sirius Wolfe now handcuffs Nelson's hands to his back and then throws him out of the ring. Sirius, Alex, Chris and Hikari all roll out and Sirus and Hikari drag Nelson to the van before throwing him in the back with Schafer before getting in and closing the door. Chris and Alex get back in the passenger and drivers side respectably before the van starts up, backs up and then drives out of the arena.*DING! DING! DING!*DM: Here we go and I think this match is now a Triple Threat Match! SS: Might as well be since The Legion of Shadows stuffed Charles Nelson and Alex Schafer in the back of the Wipeout van! As Leo Hawkins rang the bell for the match to start, Charlie Luzon rolls out of the ring and stands there and wants to watch things while strutting his stuff to entertain the crowd. Jacobs and Williams lock up and Jacobs overpowers Sean Williams. Sean gets back up and runs towards Jacobs... but Jacobs boots him in the face to take him down.DM: Jacobs with a nasty boot to the face, and that power game is going to give Sean and Charlie huge fits! SS: No kidding! Speed versus power can be deadly, but the speedsters have got to work together to eliminate the power guy here! Jacobs flexes his muscles to the delight of the crowd. As Jacobs is posing, Charlie gets back in the ring and attacks Jacobs from behind, but "Dr. Pain" shrugs it off and stares at Charlie, who freezes. However, Charlie smirks and blows a kiss to Jacobs, to only enrage him. Jacobs goes after him, but Charlie slides out of the ring and starts running with Jacobs giving chase to him. They run around ringside before getting back into the ring. He immediately goes to bounce off the ropes. As Jacobs gets back in... Charlie returns with a dropkick to the side of the head to keep him down.SS: Gotta admit, that was pretty smart! And it took Jacobs down to boot! DM: Charlie's a resourceful competitor! Don't let his looks fool you, he's as devious as they come! Jacobs attempts to get back on her feet, but Charlie appears behind Jacobs and smacks his ass. Jacobs turns to Charlie like he's going to kill him... but it was a trap as Sean Williams is up and attacks Jacobs from behind. Charlie and Sean begin double teaming Derek Jacobs by stomping on him. Sean lifts Jacobs up and has him held in place. Charlie begins laying his boots into Derek's upper and lower parts of the body. However, Jacobs refuses to give in as he returns the favor with a kick to Charlie's right knee. He follows up by elbowing Sean in the mouth. Derek now goes charging at Charlie with a spear like maneuver, but intead, Charlie hits him with a head scissors take down.SS: Sean's mouth has to be bleeding because Derek Jacobs is no small mother fucker! That's 285 pounds of elbow going full force to your mouth! DM: He probably lost a tooth or two! I'm not sure here! Jacobs uses the ropes to gain himself composure and Charlie comes full force in his direction... but Jacobs counters with a back body drop and Sean lands awkwardly onto the apron, holding his back in pain. Jacobs goes to grab him, but Charlie is up and hits him with a forearm to the back of the head. This grazes Jacobs for a bit, but Charlie stays on him and hits Jacobs with a Capoeira strike and then follows up with a Capoeira kick to take Jacobs down.SS: Charlie's showing his stuff... in the most approprate way! DM: Damn, enough with the immature jokes! But seriously, Charlie can just flat out strike! That Capoeira kick wasn't a joke! And the strike was instrumental in helping set up for the kick! Charlie smirks before getting Jacobs to his knees. He hits a kick to the chest and then bounces off the ropes and hits Jacobs with a wicked looking Shining Wizard that takes him right down to the mat. Charlie now bounces off the ropes, stops and girates his hips before hitting Jacobs with a leg drop across the throat before going for the cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!DM: And a kickout for Derek Jacobs! SS: A leg drop isn't going to entirely cut it in today's wrestling, unless it's from the top rope that is! Charlie gets up and gets Jacobs up before whipping him into the ropes. Charlie runs after him, hoping for a knee lift... but Jacobs moves out of the way and Charlie's right knee hits the turnbuckle. Charlie grabs his knee in pain, rolls out and is on the floor.DM: Charlie hurt his knee there which isn't good as he employs that arial style offense! SS: High flying athletes are very dependant on their legs! Without the legs, they're nothing! DM: You moron... that's what I just said! Stop stealing what I say, dumb dumb! As Charlie is on the floor, Jacobs manages to get back to his feet but Sean Williams is back in the fray and goes to battle against "Dr. Pain". Sean is fairly successful as he causes Jacobs to stagger back. Sean now whips himself off of the ropes and runs towards Jacobs... and delivers a clothesline, but Jacobs is still on his feet.DM: Jacobs is the immovable object! He will not go down! SS: He's the biggest man in this match up! And importantly, he knows it! He's going to throw all of his weight around! Sean Williams tries for another clothesline, but Jacobs is still on his feet. Sean tries for a third clothesline... but Jacobs catches him... and DRIVES him down to the canvas with a vicious spinebuster. Jacobs cracks his neck before he lifts Sean to his feet. Once Sean is up, Jacobs lifts him up and goes to the turnbuckle where he drops him with a snake eyes. Jacobs then runs the ropes and once he comes back off the rebound... he NAILS Sean with the boot to the skull to take him down to the mat.DM: Derek Jacobs is in control here! He feels the end of Sean Williams is very near! SS: Other than a brief bit, Sean hasn't gotten out of the box! But with a very focused Dr. Pain, I don't know if he will ever get out of it! Jacobs waits for Sean to get to his feet. It takes a little bit but once Sean is up and is in Jacobs' direction... Derek picks him up and places him in a vertical suplex like position. He holds him there for a bit as if he were toying with him before he turns the vertical suplex into a side slam and Sean Williams is dropped down like a sack of potatoes.DM: Good lord! The Payday! Jacobs just dropped Sean Williams like a bad habit! SS: Stick a fork in him! He's done! On the outside, Charlie Luzon stands up and inside, Derek Jacobs covers Sean Williams.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!Jimmy Wilkes: Sean Williams has been eliminated! DM: Now we're just down to Derek Jacobs and Charlie Luzon! SS: A focused Derek Jacobs versus the Adonis Factor! They'll be battling for their first Scars of Wrestling Cup victory! DM: Which by the way ensures either a Broadcast or World Tag Team Championship shot! Two equals a Platinum Championship match and three is for that all important PCW World Heavyweight Championship opportunity! SS: It's always the show starter, but it has so much importance to it as well! As Jacobs gets to his feet, he doesn't have time to recover as Charlie starts clubbing him with a few forearms to the face. Jacobs stumbles back but that changes as Charlie whips him into the ropes. Charlie slowly runs in... and this time, he lands a knee to the face. He transitions this into a bulldog and Jacobs is down.DM: Charlie's got the momentum after injuring his knee earlier in this contest! He seemingly has put it behind him! SS: The longer the match goes, the more wear and tear the knee has! And he was limping as he ran to Jacobs! DM: Good point, but you never know though! Charlie waits for Jacobs to get up. Jacobs gets back up and Charlie quickly arm drags him to the mat. Jacobs gets up and Charlie hits another arm drag. Jacobs is up for a third time and Charlie tries for the arm drag, but Jacobs doesn't let Charlie do it and shoots him off into one of the turnbuckles. Jacobs runs in... and hits a splash to Charlie in the corner. Charlie stumbles out and Jacobs kicks him in the gut... and hits him with a Double Underhook Backbreaker! Jacobs immediately makes a cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!DM: Charlie kicks out at the count of two! SS: Jacobs has that raw power and can turn up that mean streak in a hurry! Charlie gets to his feet and Jacobs latches onto his arm and drives a few knees into the midsection of Charlie Luzon. He lets go of the arm and grabs him... before hitting him with a suplex. Charlie quickly gets back to his feet and Jacobs once again whips him into the corner. Jacobs runs in and goes for another splash... but Charlie moves out of the way and Jacobs hits sternum first onto the paddings. Jacobs stumbles out and Charlie runs towards him... and hits him with an Enzuigiri to the skull. Jacobs falls to the mat and Charlie makes the cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!Jacobs kicks out at two! Charlie gets up to his feet and goes to pick Jacobs up. He hits a knife edge chop to the chest of "Dr. Pain" and that shot could have been heard through the cheap seats. He hits a few more as Jacobs' chest is lit up here. He goes in to kick him in the gut, but Jacobs blocks him and turns him around. From there, Jacobs clotheslines Charlie in the back of the neck to take him down. Jacobs quickly makes the cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!Now Charlie is the one who kicks out! Jacobs goes over to pick Charlie up, but Charlie thumbs him in the eye and follows up with a backbreaker over the left knee. Charlie gets back up and shakes off the cob webs a bit before grabbing Jacobs by the head and wrapping his legs around his head. Charlie turns around and hits him with a few push up facebusters to cause Jacobs' head to bounce up and down off the mat. Jacobs is down face first on the canvas and Charlie hooks the leg for the cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!DM: Now Jacobs with the kickout! This exchange between "The Adonis Factor" and "Dr. Pain" is evened up! SS: You don't know what the hell either of these two will do! Their offenses have been effective to say the least! Jacobs slowly starts to recover as Charlie stalks him and waits for him to get up to his feet. Jacobs slowly rises to his feet and once he's up, Charlie gets him up and tries for a Fisherman suplex... but Jacobs doesn't budge and instead uses his power to get Charlie onto his shoulders. He walks around before dropping Charlie down with the Muscle Buster.DM: Good god have mercy! That was a devastating move by Derek Jacobs! SS: Jesus Christ! That was discombobulating! Jacobs looks at Charlie who's down on the mat. He drags Charlie to the middle of the ring and plants an elbow drop to his chest. He plants a second... and a third... and a fourth... and a fifth. He continues to plant elbow drops onto Charlie Luzon. Jacobs now circling around Charlie and begins to stomp on any body part available. The legs, the ankles, the arms, the head and then ends it with a boot planted into the midsection. He gets Charlie up to his feet, hooks him in position... and hits him with the Belly to Belly Suplex. Jacobs makes the cover here.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!Charlie kicked out at two and Jacobs is sort of in disbelief! Jacobs gets Charlie up and starts hitting him in the face. Five to six punches with each hand towards Charlie to get him out of his feet. Charlie stands there and is staggering. Derek runs up towards him and tries to plant him down with the running STO... but Charlie barely side steps him and Derek runs into Leo Hawkins and Leo goes down.DM: Oh shit! Leo is out of it! Leo just got knocked down with that running STO that was intended for Derek Jacobs! SS: We got that son of a bitch down! Now things are going to get interesting! DM: Can't argue there, Taint! Charlie is up and once Jacobs has turned around, Charlie tries for the Thesz press, but Jacobs catches him, grabs him by the throat with both hands... and lands a two handed chokeslam onto him. Jacobs gets to his feet and rallies the crowd behind him as he signals for the Payday, but he stops as he sees Toxic member Christina Fierce on the ring apron, wearing a French Maid's outfit.DM: What the fuck is that bitch doing out here? Oh hell no! This isn't happening! SS: Where the hell are you going? DM: To stop some bullshit! Besides, if you watch Pride Wrestling, PCW's developmental federation, I still have a bone to pick with that fucking bitch! I'll be right back! Desiree removes her head set and goes to where Christina is. Desiree grabs Christina by the leg... and causes her head to smack off the canvas. Jacobs nods at Desiree and they bump fists. But behind him, Toxic members Stevie Fabulous and Jesse Wright are in the ring. Jacobs turns around and Stevie throws make up powder into Jacobs' eyes before hitting him with the Somersault Neckbreaker he calls The Fab Neckbreaker. Jesse is on the top rope and hits Jacobs with a diving leg drop.DM: Oh come on! They don't need to be out here! They're ruining a great match! Christina, Jesse and Stevie celebrate but that quickly ends as Team Lethality members Tom Pendergrass, Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson come running out from the back. Christina, Jesse and Stevie bail through the crowd with the three Team Lethality members giving them chase. In the ring, Charlie Luzon is just coming to his senses as he slowly gets to his feet. He gets Jacobs to his feet, who has make up powder on his face. Charlie hooks Jacobs in position and hits it...SS: Holy shit! Charlie just hit Jacobs with that amazing Flipping Piledriver and he calls that The Seme Breaker! Desiree gets back on commentary and speaks.DM: Charlie has no idea that Toxic tainted the match up with their bullshit interference! SS: Right, but a victory is a victory and Charlie's going to get that as he has the cover and Leo has just recovered enough to see this! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!*DING! DING! DING!*Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the seventeenth Scars of Wrestling Cup by pinfall... "THE ADONIS FACTOR"... CHARLIE LUZON!!! "I Get Off" by Halestorm hits and the crowd mostly cheers as Charlie Luzon is announced as the winner. Leo limps towards Charlie and hands him the trophy.DM: Charlie Luzon with his first PCW victory and it comes in one of PCW's most prestigious matches! SS: He's going to rise far if he keeps it up! Despite Toxic coming out and putting a stop to Jacobs' madness, if Charlie continues to put in good efforts like this... the sky is the limit! DM: And I'm wanting to know why Toxic felt the need to interfere here! They had no business screwing Jacobs out of the win! SS: I'm sure there's a method to their madness! Morgan always has an ace up her sleeve! DM: I'll believe that when I see it! Now don't change that dial! We will be back with more Wrestle Extravaganza after this! **COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:38:08 GMT -5
We are back from commercial and Smith Jones steps up to his locker room door just as Monica Garcia has arrived there with a PCW cameraman and a microphone. Jones is dressed in his all white ring gear and he has an intense stare on. He glares at Monica at close range.
Smith Jones: Ask away.
Monica Garcia: You’ve finally decided to take your shot against…
Smith Jones: No, no, no, come on, Monica. That’s not how you say it. You gotta say take… your… shot! Try it.
Monica Garcia: Take… your…
Smith Jones: Yeah, I decided to take… my… shot against Brytain Montgomery after she took things waaaaaaaayyyyy too far by kidnapping my Mya and doing her great harm. The match that everyone knew would take place is on for tonight. Finally. Do you know what tonight is, Garcia?
Monica Garcia: Summertime…
Smith Jones: Tonight is the 229th night of the year. Ask me how much I officially weighed in at for tonight’s event, Monica.
Monica Garcia: 229 pounds.
Smith Jones: 229 pounds of pure skill coming down to ringside with my devoted angel to tear your world apart, Brytain Montgomery. I know you had a certain plan for the future, but from where I’m standing right now, your future is in question! Your mind is unravelling; it’s shrinking like a lollipop and your career is starting to taste like a wet paper stick. Tonight is MY NIGHT to continue my legacy as PCW’s Broadcast Champion. I’m more than ready to do what you’ve been STRUGGLING so hard to do all along. I will overpower you in that ring tonight and I will walk out of Wrestle Extravaganza IV as Broadcast Champion. All along, people wondered what the fuck this odd feud was all about. Why is Smith stalling? Why does he never attack her from behind? Who’s the face; who’s the #heel? What the fuck?? This has all been an elaborate mind game and it was MY game all along.
Monica Garcia: Brytain kidnapped and tortured your girlfriend.
Smith Jones: Tortured is a strong word. She caused pain. And from what I know of pain, a person either comes back stronger from it or fizzles out and disappears. I knew Mya would take a beating from you, Bryte. I also know that my Mya Denton is a fighter! She will come back stronger. And as for the mind games, it was my plan all along to watch you push yourself too hard and run yourself ragged until your minor injuries and aches started grow larger and slow you down. I knew it was only a matter of time before the weight of that belt became too great for even the greatest of Brytains. I’m Smith Jones and I’m just plain better than you are right nao. You can’t be me. You’ve tried. There is no shame in dropping the title to the most dangerous man in PCW. I specialize in mental breakdowns and I thrive on watching you gasp for air. There is none. Drown.
Monica Garcia: Okay, back to ringside!
Smith Jones: I’m not fucking done!!!!!
He shoves Monica aside and takes centre frame, speaking directly into the camera.
Smith Jones: There is no escape for you, Brytain. You can try to hide from the mean mean man all you want, but in the end I will find you and I will take from you those things you treasure so greatly. THIS is what I was stalling for. THIS is why I waited. I wanted this to HURT when I stripped it from you and I am confident that will be the case. This is more torturous than you thought it would be. The pain is real. And when the match is over, you can crawl into a hole and DIE. Day 229 is here. Heel Broadcast Champion. Tonight!!!!!!!!!!!
Smith stares intently at the camera as we officially go back to ringside.
SS: See this? THIS is the Smith Jones we have come to know! He's focused, he's intense and he's back on track and he's going to win back his Broadcast Championship!
DM: But Brytain showed how far she would go into getting Smith to take his shot! She showed that she can be devious both physically and mentally!
SS: But is she focused? I don't know!
DM: Well that will come later tonight! Up next is Matt Duvall versus The Lone Ranger!
SS: I predict a slaughter! I really do!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Ogre's Theme" plays through the arena, and Matt Duvall emerges on to the stage. He stops at the ramp and flexes his muscles. He throws a few shadow-punches before walking down the aisle still throwing punches.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Trenton, New Jersey! Weighing in at two hundred fifty pounds... "THE WILDCARD"... MATT DUVALL!!!
Duvall walks around to the steps and jogs up them, walks along the apron, and then turns to face the crowd as he holds on to the top rope. He stares out to the crowd and scowls at them before turning back to face the ring and vaulting over the top rope. Duvall walks to the center of the ring and throws some more punches, before heading to the corner and waiting as his music fades out.
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!*
DM: Here we go! the Lone Ranger and Duvall circling each other, both looking for position...and here's the lockup! the Lone Ranger with the quick advantage applying the side headlock. He tosses Duvall to the mat, holding the headlock submission. Duvall with an excellent counter as he headbutts his way out. the Lone Ranger staggers, and both men are back to their feet! They've locked up again, and the Lone Ranger forces Duvall back in to the corner. The referee is calling for the clean break...but the Lone Ranger delivers a knee to the gut instead! the Lone Ranger snapmares Duvall out of the corner, and he quickly applies a rear chin lock.
SS: This is one thing that Duvall has to be careful about, Desiree. If he allows the Lone Ranger to use this chain wrestling, it may be hard to recover!
DM: The ref checks to make sure the hold is legal...and Duvall struggles to get up. He slowly makes his way back to his feet as the Lone Ranger quickly switches over to a side headlock!
Duvall tries forcing the Lone Ranger off, but the Lone Ranger holds the headlock tightly. He forces Duvall over, dropping him back first to the mat. the Lone Ranger follows with a knee drop to Duvall's skull! He brings Duvall back to his feet...lifts him vertical...suplex, and the Lone Ranger floats over in to the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!
DM: Duvall with the kickout!
SS: Duvall still has a lot of energy. But the Lone Ranger knows that he needs to wear him down. He probably used that pinfall attempt to see how much more he'll need to wear him down!
DM: the Lone Ranger has Duvall back up...once again lifting him vertical. And he's holding him high in the air, hesitating on the suplex...letting the blood rush to Duvall's head!
Duvall drops his knee, drilling the Lone Ranger on the top of the skull. As the Lone Ranger releases Duvall, he twists in air, grabbing the Lone Ranger for a flying snapmare. the Lone Ranger crashes to the mat, and Duvall instantly drops the leg across the throat! Duvall leaps to the top rope...CORKSCREW SENTON! Duvall hits the far ropes. Rolling senton off the rebound...and he makes the cover, hooking the leg!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
NO!!!!!
DM: The Lone Ranger kicks out! Duvall quickly makes his way to the top rope...but the Lone Ranger is up and cuts him off at the pass! the Lone Ranger climbs up after Duvall...no!!! Duvall with a vicious double knee lift, and the Lone Ranger falls back to the mat! the Lone Ranger is slowly to get up as Duvall waits for him...headscissors...and the Lone Ranger is dropped throat first across the top rope!
SS: I told you, Desiree! As long as Duvall can utilize his speed, he can easily walk away with a win here tonight!
DM: Duvall hits the far ropes as the Lone Ranger stumbles back dazed! the Lone Ranger turns around... SUPERKICK!!! NO!!! the Lone Ranger ducked it! Duvall turns to the Lone Ranger... THE KILL!!! OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE!
SS: The Lone Ranger quickly hooks Duvall's leg as the ref begins his count!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!
NO!!!
SS: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? HOW THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT OF THAT!?
DM: I don't know, but what a great heart by Duvall! The match is still on and the Lone Ranger is LIVID!
The Lone Ranger gets in the ref's face. The ref shrugs as he informs the Lone Ranger that Duvall's shoulder moved as he was about to land the three!
The Lone Ranger picks Duvall up and whips him hard in to the steel post... NO! REVERSAL BY DUVALL! the Lone Ranger crashes back first, before collapsing to a sitting position against the post. Duvall steps on to his corner. He takes a running start...MISSILE DROPKICK...and the Lone Ranger is slammed hard against the post again!
DM: What a move by Duvall! Duvall brings the Lone Ranger back to his feet and rolls him back in to the center of the ring. Duvall climbs on to the apron...slingshot summersault senton...no! the Lone Ranger rolls out to the apron just before Duvall can hit him!
SS: Smart move by the Lone Ranger!
DM: Duvall is starting to get to his feet as the Lone Ranger stands on the apron. Duvall comes at the Lone Ranger...but the Lone Ranger buries a shoulder to the gut, and Duvall stumbles back. the Lone Ranger with the springboard...
SS: NO!!! WILD AND DANGEROUS!!! Duvall caught him with a devastating running powerslam! And he quickly makes the cover!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THREE!!!!!
*DING DING DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE WILDCARD"... MATT DUVALL!!!
"Ogre's Theme" but as Matt Duvall and The Lone Ranger get to their feet, the music cuts out and the arena goes black. Suddenly "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica plays through the arena and, on the tron, the words "Pain" "Despair" "Malevolence" and "Plague" appear in the four corners. The words move into the centre, and blend to create the word "Design.
DM: What the hell is going on?
SS: This must be 'The Design' that Matt Duvall has been warning about! I don't know what the hell it means, but I wouldn't be feeling too comfortable if I was the Lone Ranger right now.
The lights go up on the stage to reveal three large hooded figures, with their heads bowed. After a few moments they raise their heads to look at the ring, and raise their right fists to the sky. The figure on the left is wearing a mask, but the other two are unmasked with stern expressions on their faces. They signal for the music to stop, which it does, and then, in unison, they begin to speak, their voices somehow amplified despite them not having microphones.
Design: We are The Design. We are one. We are the End of all things. Lone Ranger, this is your End.
On the tron, the word "Design dissolves and, in it's place, the word End appears. The three figures still have their right arms raised as the ring lights come back on, revealing the Lone Ranger looking towards the stage, while Matt Duvall is standing just behind him with his arm raised too. In his hand, he is holding a lead pipe which he brings crashing down on The Lone Ranger's head.
DM: My God! What a sickening crack as Matt Duvall almost broke that lead pipe in half over The Lone Ranger's head! I don't like The Ranger's odds here...especially as The Design are heading on down to the ring.
The three figures make their way down to the ring, as Matt Duvall picks up The Lone Ranger. They enter the ring and survey the figure in front of them, before Duvall pushes The Ranger towards them and they start raining punches down on him.
DM: This is a cowardly attack. 4-on-1 and a sneak attack to boot. I may not be The Lone Ranger's biggest fan, but this is too much.
SS: You moralise all you want, I think this is awesome!
The masked figure picks The Lone Ranger and wrings his arm before hitting him with a roundhouse kick to the face and then a heel kick to the back of the head, which sends him down onto the mat again. One of the other hooded figures The Ranger up into a Wheelbarrow position, while the other climbs to the top rope. Once in position, he jumps off and hits Ranger with a double foot stomp.
DM: This is just sick, someone needs to stop this!
SS: Be my guest, I'd love to see these guys beat your ass just as badly as they are doing to The Ranger.
DM: Maybe I should throw you in there, Taint.
SS: Don't even think about it! I'm in training, bitch! I'll fight you if you try it!
DM: Oh, please! I'd die laughing before you landed a punch.
Back in the ring, all four members of The Design are standing over the prone figure of The Lone Ranger. They each put a foot on his upper body - two on his chest, one on his throat and one on his face. Matt Duvall then grabs The Ranger's arms and pulls him upwards, holding him in place for a few moments. The Design members' feet lift with The Ranger's body and also hold in place, then all four men stamp down and crush The Lone Ranger into the mat.
DM: Good God! A four man inverted Curb Stomp. That was heinous!
SS: That was great! I want them to do it again.
DM: Looks like you're out of luck, Taint. I think they're going to show some mercy and end the punishment there.
"For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica plays throughout the arena and the crowd seem unsure how to react. The four members of The Design raise their arms again and their fists meet in the air. Looking at the prone figure of The Lone Ranger, and seemingly satisfied at their work, they exit the ring and head up the ramp.
DM: What a statement from The Design! Their methods are abhorrent, but I can't argue with the results. How is any PCW competitor going to survive against that?
SS: The simple answer - they're not. But I have to wonder, what was with the guy in the mask? We've had enough of them recently. Who the hell is this one?
DM: For once Taint, you ask a good question. I, like the entire PCW community, can only speculate for now. All I know is that The Design has just done a number on The Lone Ranger and we're only just getting started here at Wrestle Extravaganza.
As The Design go to the back, we take another commercial break.
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:38:59 GMT -5
We come back from the break and the camera pans across the crowd. In the front row is a man who PCW fans have seen before. Paul Blair, member of the Elite is sitting in the center of the row. Beside him on both sides taking up the entire row are cardboard cutouts of himself. They are images of him throughout his wrestling years from when he was real young to one taken a couple months previously. PCW interviewer Monica Garcia goes over to Blair.
Monica Garcia: Mr. Blair what are you doing in the front row of tonight's event?
Blair looks at them with disgust and grabs the mic from them.
Blair: Shut your mouth when you speak to me.
Blair pauses for a second because he realizes what he said makes no sense but he quickly continues.
Blair: That's right PCW your fantasy is true. I am here in the front row of your event. The biggest star you have ever had in the stands. But I'm not here to see these peons in the stands. I came here to speak to my brother, Israel. What about you ask? I will tell you...
Suddenly Blair's cell phone rings. He looks down at it and it is from his long time girl friend Robin Cradle. Blair answers it.
Blair: Yes dear. I am kind of in the middle of something. Oh you are watching? So why - no I did not see if you could get his autograph. I find that to be very wrong that you would even ask.
Blair realizes that he is still on cameras.
Blair: You know what Robin, I have to let you go.
Blair hangs up.
Blair: You know what, I have changed my mind. I'm not going to tell you anything. Get back to your show.
Blair sits back down and the cameras goes back to panning around the arena.
DM: "The Ruler" is here at PCW's Wrestle Extravaganza IV! My god, we are having the stars come out tonight!
SS: We haven't seen Paul Blair here in two and a half years! He's the standard of professional wrestling!
DM: He is a Hall of Famer for the famed Classic Wrestling Federation where is a former CWF World Heavyweight, National and Unified Champion! And as we all know, he is one of the founding fathers of The Elite!
SS: Yoshiru and Curtis must be pleased that "The Ruler" is back in PCW!
DM: I wouldn't doubt that at all! Let's take it to our next match up which is the four way match up where the winner will receive a future opportunity for the PCW Broadcast Championship!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall where the winner will receive a future PCW Broadcast Championship match!
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 now participant number two!
As the opening riff to “Open Up the Border” plays, the entrance curtains begin to pour out a thick red smoke. Bright flashes of red and white also focus center stage, drawing all attention in that direction.
“Won't you open up the border, to rivers running green...”
Out dances Izurat Karr, feet stomping to the beat in a crude yet focused mishmash of rhythm. He does a little spin before jumping up, extending his entire body outwards as a flash of red pyrotechnics and plumes of smoke shoot from beneath him. Hitting the floor, he assumes a crouched position, before shaking rhythmically down the ramp to the ring. As he walks, he begins to pull at his mask, loosening it up before hopping up the nearest turnbuckle.
Jimmy Wilkes: In the ring, from Lone Pine, California, weighing in at 225 pounds... "THE LAUGHING WOLF"... IZURAT KARR!!!
“Open it up, open it up, open it...”
Izurat pulls his mask off, allowing his raven-black hair to flow freely, and places the mask on the turnbuckle. He turns to face the ring, and does a quick footwork dance in a circle to prepare himself.
Jimmy Wilkes: And now the third participant!
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 the fourth and final participant!
"Womanizer" by Britney Spears hits the PA system and the crowd cheers as Aurora walks out rocking out as she makes her way to the ring while Alexis Knight walks behind her.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making her way to the ring, being accompanied by Alexis Knight, from Erie, Pennsylvania... AURORA ROSE!!!
Aurora and Alexis walk down the ramp together and Aurora slaps hands with the fans a few times. They reach the end of the ramp and they talk strategy. Aurora nods at Alexis' words of encouragement before sliding under the ropes and giving the rock signal to the camera.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Stryker connects with a kick to Aurora's head while Lekkter locks up with Izurat. Lekkter gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker. Stryker locks in a single leg Boston Crab on Aurora. Aurora refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Aurora still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Lekkter lifts Izurat to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before connecting with a knee drop to the face. Stryker waits for Aurora to get to her feet. Aurora eventually gets to her feet, and Stryker runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody. Lekkter lifts Izurat back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before locking in a ground head lock. Izurat refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts more pressure on the hold, but Izurat still refuses to give up, and Lekkter eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Stryker waits for Aurora to get back to her feet. Aurora eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before turning Aurora over, and locking in a surfboard stretch. Aurora refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Aurora still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Lekkter waits for Izurat to get to his feet. Izurat eventually gets to his feet, and Lekkter connects with a kick to the head, he then lifts Izurat back to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before locking in a cross armbar. Izurat refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts more pressure on the hold, but Izurat still refuses to give up, and Lekkter eventually loses his grip and releases the hold. Stryker waits for Aurora to get to her feet. Aurora eventually gets to her feet, and Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Aurora to get back to her feet. Aurora eventually gets back to her feet, and Stryker leaps off, and connects with a diving crossbody before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Aurora refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Aurora still refuses to give up, and Stryker evnetually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Lekkter lifts Izurat to his feet, and locks in a armwrench. Izurat refuses to give up, so Lekkter delivers a elbow to the left arm, and puts more pressure on the hold, but Izurat still refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts even more pressure on the hold, delivers another elbow to the left arm, and releases the hold, he then connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a Camel clutch. Izurat refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts more pressure on the hold, but Izurat still refuses to give up, and Lekkter eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Stryker waits for Aurora to get to her feet. Aurora eventually gets to her feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head before turning Aurora over, and locking in a ground head lock. Aurora refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Aurora still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Lekkter waits for Izurat to get to his feet. Izurat eventually gets to his feet, and Lekkter runs at him, and connects with the "KABOSH" kick before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *Stryker breaks the pin*
DM: And Stryker saves the match!
SS: Meh. I don't really like anyone in the ring. This match sucks!
DM: Will you stop complaining, fatass! We have four very entertaining wrestlers in the match whether you like them or not!
SS: We have a fucking hamster, a member of that awful stable known as Team Lethality, a guy who probably complains about "white man" stealing his land from him, and Lekkter is just a idiot. I guess I'll pull for Lekkter though. I kind of like his style!
DM: Will you just shut the hell up, and at least try to enjoy the match!? uggh!
Stryker connects with a kick to the Lekkter's head, and Aurora gets to her feet. Aurora and Stryker nod to eachother, and wait for Lekkter and Izurat to get to their feet. They eventually get to their feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri on Lekkter while Aurora connects with a enzuigiri on Izurat. Stryker locks in a armbar on Lekkter. Lekkter refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Lekkter still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Aurora begins stalking Izurat. Izurat gets to his hands and knees, and Aurora runs into the ropes, runs back at Izurat, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, she then waits for Izurat to get to his feet. Izurat eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Izurat gets back to his feet, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Izurat gets back to his feet again, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanranan. Izurat gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a kick to the head. Stryker waits for Lekkter to get to his feet. Lekkter eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with a dropkick. Lekkter gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a Camel clutch. Lekkter refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Lekkter still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Aurora goes out to the apron, and waits for Izurat to get back to his feet. Izurat eventually gets back to his feet, and Aurora springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard dropkick, she then waits for Izurat to get back to his feet again. Izurat eventually gets back to his feet, and Aurora connects with a dropkick. Izurat gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a enzuigiri. Stryker goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Lekkter to get to his feet. Lekkter eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker leaps off, and connects with a diving hurricanrana, he then waits for Lekkter to get back to his feet. Lekkter eventually gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a kick to the head before locking in a cross armbar. Lekkter refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Lekkter still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Aurora waits for Izurat to get back to his feet. Izurat evnetually gets back to his feet, and Aurora runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, she then waits for Izurat to get back to his feet again. Izurat eventually gets back to his feet , and Aurora connects with a spinning wheel kick. Stryker lifts Lekkter to his feet, and Irish whips him into the ropes. Lekkter runs back at Stryker, and Stryker catches him with a dropkick, he then waits for Lekkter to get back to his feet. Lekkter eventually gets back to his feet, and Stryker connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a Camel clutch. Lekkter refuses to give up, so Stryker puts more pressure on the hold, but Lekkter still refuses to give up, and Stryker eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Aurora waits for Izurat to get to his feet. Izurat eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Izurat gets back to his feet, and Aurora connects with a dropkick. Izurat gets back to his feet again, and Aurora connects with a enzuigiri. Stryker waits for Lekkter to get to his feet. Lekkter eventually gets to his feet, and Stryker connects with the First Stryke before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *Aurora breaks the pin*
DM: Aurora breaks the pin!
SS: Not that she needed to really. Lekkter would have kicked out of it anyways. It's going to take more than that to keep him down.
DM: I hate to agree with you, but you're probably right.
SS: I'm always right!
DM: [sarcastically speaking] Oh yeah. You REALLY are.
SS: See? You agree with me!
DM: I was being sarcastic, you idiot!
Stryker gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a dropkick. Stryker gets back to his feet, and Aurora connects with another dropkick. Stryker gets back to his feet again, and Aurora jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Stryker gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a spinning wheel kick. Izurat gets to his feet, lifts Lekkter to his feet, and begins delivering chops to the chest. He connects with about five chops, he then delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Lekkter back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Tiger suplex before connecting with a elbow drop to the chest. Aurora waits for Stryker to get back to his feet. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Aurora connects with a kick to the head before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Stryker to sit up, holding his midsection in pain, she then runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with a running dropkick to the face. Izurat lifts Lekkter to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Lekkter to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. Aurora waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard hurricanrana, she then waits for Stryker to get back to his feet. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Aurora connects with a spinning wheel kick before going out to the apron, and waiting for Stryker to get back to his feet again. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Aurora springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard crossbody. Izurat lifts Lekkter to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before delivering chops to the chest. He connects with about ten chops, he then drags Lekkter out of the corner, and connects with a suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Lekkter to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex. Aurora waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker evnetually gets to his feet, and Aurora connects with a enzuigiri, she then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Stryker to get back to his feet. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Aurora leaps off, and connects with a missile dropkick. Izurat lifts Lekkter back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex, he then lifts Lekkter back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a knee drop to the face. Aurora waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker eventually gets to his feet, and Aurora runs into the ropes, runs back at Stryker, and connects with the Spear before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *Izurat breaks the pin*
DM: And this time, Izurat saves the match!
SS: FUCK!!!
DM: What's the problem? You're not even rooting for Aurora, fatass!
SS: ............Oh. Right.
DM: You're a idiot!
Izurat lifts Aurora to her feet, and connects with a suplex, he then lifts Aurora back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a half nelson suplex. Lekkter gets to his feet, lifts Stryker to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Stryker refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts more pressure on the hold, but Stryker still refuses to give up, and Lekkter evnetually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Izurat lifts Aurora back to her feet again, and connects with a backbreaker before connecting with a elbow drop to the chest, he then lifts Aurora to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex. Lekkter lifts Stryker to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts Stryker back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before turning him over, and locking in a Camel clutch. Stryker refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts more pressure on the hold, but Stryker still refuses to give up, and Lekkter eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Izuraf lifts Aurora back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Russian leg sweep bofore connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Aurora to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before connecting with a elbow drop to the face. Lekkter waits for Stryker to get to his feet. Stryker evnetually gets to his feet, and Lekkter runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then waits for Stryker to get back to his feet. Stryker eventually gets back to his feet, and Lekkter connects with a kick to the head before lifting Stryker to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a half nelson suplex. Izurat lifts Aurora to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex, he then lifts Aurora back to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Aurora back to her feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT. Lekkter lifts Stryker back to his feet, and connects with a suplex, he then lifts Stryker back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before locking in a surfboard stretch. Stryker refuses to give up, so Lekkter puts more pressure on the hold, but Stryker still refuses to give up, and Lekkter eventually loses his grip, and releases the hold. Izurat goes to the corner, and waits for Aurora to get to her feet. Aurora eventually gets to her feet, and Izurat runs at her, and connects with the Smile-Taker! he then connects with the Custer's Folly before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Lekkter breaks the pin*
DM: Lekkter saves the match!
SS: Damn! That was close!
Lekkter delivers a kick to Izurat's midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then goes to the outside, grabs a steel chair, slides back in the ring, and waits for someone to get to their feet. Aurora is the first to get to her feet, and Lekkter nails her in the head with the steel chair. Izurat gets to his feet, and Lekkter nails him in the head with the steel chair. Stryker gets to his feetm and Lekkter goes to nail him in the head with the steel chair, but Stryker connects with a spinning wheel kick on the chair to Lekkter's face, he then lifts Lekkter to his feet, and connects with the Stryke Out on the steel chair before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
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 gets his hand raised in victory.
DM: Brian Stryker with the impressive victory in this exciting four way match up!
SS: God dammit! That piece of crap pinned Lekkter! This truly sucks!
DM: Oh shut up, Taint! Fucking negative asshole! Stryker's one step closer towards possibly regaining the championship he lost at Slamathon IV! "The God of War" wins on the anniversary of his PCW debut!
The scene opens in Brytain Montgomery's locker room. She stands quietly at the mirror, lost in thought as she absently pulls back the soft curls of pink hair that hang around her face. Her body is tense but her bright blue eyes are unfocused, her thoughts somewhere else.
Her fingers trail up her throat to the scars, still a vivid shade of red, from the wounds that had nearly ended her life a month ago. The wounds were healing but her pale skin would always bear the scars.
Suddenly the lights in her locker room flicker and then she's plunged into complete and total darkness. Brytain smiles softly, the sudden darkness no longer catching her off guard as it once had.[/i]
Brytain: [Softly] Hey you...
The lights come back on a few moments later, and Brytain was no longer in the room alone. There, right behind her with both arms wrapped around her waist, was Syn. Syn was dressed to compete, and seemed to have a cane in his hand as he places his chin on her shoulder.
Syn: [Softly] 'Lo, Britain...
Syn's normally eerie sounding voice was replaced by a calmer, more softer tone as he spoke to the woman in his arms.
The scowl that had darkened Brytain's face softened as she leaned back against Syn's chest. A soft smile played across her lips as she tilted her head back to look up at him. The tension slowly began to drain from her body but the worry remained in her eyes.
Syn lowered his hands slightly to lean on the cane as he continued to hold her close, his eyes peering down into hers as the couple stayed silent for a few moments. Finally, Syn broke the silence.
Syn: Ready for your match...?
Brytain: Always...
Brytain looked down, biting her bottom lip.
Brytain: ....It's yours I'm not ready for.
Syn sighs, before he places one of his hands on hers. This was a side of him that was obviously very private, that no one save the person who was in his arms had ever seen before.
Syn: I know. But it must be done.
Brytain sighed softly, twisting around in his arms so that she was facing him, her arms wrapping around his waist loosely.
Brytain: I know, love... doesn't make it any easier. The last time...
She looks down, the memories of watching him die in front of her haunting her as her eyes dulled to an almost navy blue color.
Syn tucks her head under his chin, before he reaches a gloved hand up and gently begins running it through her hair. His features were as calm as they have always been, but the look in his eyes told a different story.
Syn: Britan.....I swear to you that I will not be the one who dies in this match.
Brytain was silent for a moment, letting herself enjoy the moment of closeness with the man whose existence meant more to her than anything else in the world.
Finally, she looked up and met his eyes.
Brytain: ....Good.
There was a brief flash of anger and pain in her eyes before they softened again as they always did when she was in his arms.
Brytain: Make it hurt. Worse than the pain you felt... the pain I felt...
Syn's lips curled into a cold smile as his thumb traced over her ring finger, the finger that had the name only she and Kai were allowed to use tattooed around it's base. His eyes closed, before he spoke in a very soft tone of voice.
Syn: I would do nothing less...My Britain...
Brytain stretches up on her tip toes, her mouth finding his in a gentle kiss. She pulled away slowly, her eyes still locked onto Syn's and it's obvious that the couple is communicating volumes more with mere looks than they are with the words they know others could overhear.
Brytain: Promise you'll come back?
Syn looked down at her with a fond look on his face, gently caressing her cheek with the back of his hand.
Syn: Always...
The scene fades to a commercial break, leaving the couple staring deeply into each other’s eyes.
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:39:43 GMT -5
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Tom Sawyer" by Rush hits as Izzy comes out from the back with both EWF Elite Tag Team Championship belts draped on his shoulders. He looks out over the crowd and makes his way to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Kill Devils Hill, North Carolina, weighing in at 333 pounds. He is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame as well as a member of Team Lethality... "THE REAL DEAL"... ISRAEL STEELE!!!
He jumps from the floor to the ring edge. Wipes his feet on the ring edge and lifts one leg over the top rope with out pushing the ropes down and lift the other leg over. Goes to a corner and stares up at the ramp, waiting for his opponent. Izzy gives his championship belts to the referee, who then hands them to the ring side attendant.
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!*
DM: Here we go, these two former partners and rivals will go at it one more time in a Street Fight!
SS: Man do I miss Psychos R' Us! Both of them are fucking insane to the core!
Draven is cautiously circling Israel as Israel grins at him arrogantly. Draven looks down at Styles who is laughing at him. Suddenly, Draven explodes at Israel with a series of high kicks and vicious punches, catching Israel off guard and sending him staggering back into the corner. Draven continues to unleash with a whirlwind of kicks and punches, and he ends the assault with a strong haymaker right to Israel's jaw, sending Israel crashing to his seat in the corner of the ring.
SS: Ahhhh! He looked like the Tasmanian devil! Ahhh!
DM: It looks like Draven has been preparing for this one! And Israel is completely caught off guard here!
SS: THE INSANITY! I LOVE IT!
Draven stomps Israel relentlessly in the chest, and Israel desperately looks for a way to escape but no avail. Draven taunts to the crowd and this allows Israel to sneak up behind him and deliver a vicious low blow! Draven slumps to the mat and his face turns red as he convulses. Israel looks up at the crowd and smiles maniacally.
DM: I wouldn't want to be in the receiving end of that smile!
SS: He looks like the fucking Cheshire Cat!
Israel mounts Draven and delivers stiff right hands to his forehead. Draven tries to cover up but Israel begins to use both fists and starts laying into him. Draven is able to twist his hips and throw Israel slightly off balance, which buys enough time for Draven to slip out of Israel’s grasp and he retreats into his corner. Israel grins at him sadistically.
DM: Both competitors staring a hole through each other!
Israel motions Draven to come at him, but Draven flips him the bird!
SS: HA! THERE YOU GO DRAVEN!
Israel gets furious and charges at Draven… NO! Draven catches him with a hip toss! Israel lands on his bad hip and wails in pain! Draven quickly out after him and he grinds his face into the ring post! Draven grins as he dismissively shoves Israel back down to the floor. Izzy is busted open and crawls around the ring frantically trying to escape Draven, leaving droplets of blood in his path. Draven stalks after him, limping with each step.
SS: Izzy has to get out of there!
DM: I don’t know where he’s gonna run, there’s nowhere to run and nowhere to hide in a Street Fight!
SS: You said it Desireè!
As Draven catches up to Izzy, Izzy heads underneath the ring! Draven grabs him by the tights and pulls him back out, but Izzy has a hold of a chair…Draven pulls him out and Izzy spins onto his back, and SMACKS Draven in the head with the chair! Draven staggers back… Izzy struggles to get to his feet and takes another swing at Draven! Draven ducks and the chair hits the ring post! The vibration causes Izzy to drop the chair and shake his hands in pain…Draven has the presence of mind to grab the chair and he SLAMS it into Izzy’ hip! Izzy immediately drops to the ground and Draven smacks him repeatedly in the hip with the chair! Again and again and again! Izzy is squirming in pain, trying desperately the cover up but to no avail. Draven holds the chair up for the crowd, who swarms him with boos in response.
DM: Come on ref, get in there!
SS: THE REFEREE IS ONLY THERE TO COUNT THE PIN! There are no disqualifications in this match, you know that!
Draven pulls Izzy up, who can now barely hold up his own weight, and climbs the top turnbuckle… DRAVENPLEX! The Brainbuster connects! And Draven’s got a cover!
1!
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2!
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NO! Israel puts his shoulder up!
SS: DAMMIT!
DM: Israel is a fighter, without a shadow of a doubt! And Draven goes back to work here…
Draven grabs Izzy by the back of the neck and throws him into the ring steps. Izzy’s face is now a crimson mask, the blood trickling down his face and to his chest. Izzy reaching for something under the ring again and Draven goes to pull him up… Izzy throws powder in his eyes! Draven is blinded as a puff of powder clouds the stage, and Izzy forces himself to his feet, and walks gingerly towards Draven… he grabs the chair…and NAILS Draven in the knee with it! Draven drops to the floor in pain Izzy drives the butt end into Draven’s knee repeatedly.
DM: Good Lord, pretty soon neither one of these guys will be answering a pin attempt!
SS: THAT’S FUCKING UNFAIR DAMMIT!!!
DM: Well, the match is a Street Fight, there are no rules, Saint!
Draven clutching his knee in obvious pain and Izzy has to stop his attack to shake out the cob webs. Now he pulls Draven up and throws him into the side of the ring! Draven bounces back… STEELEKICK RIGHT TO DRAVEN’S FACE! Draven bounces off the concrete floor and slumps to the ground in a heap!
SS: FUCK!!! COME ON DRAVEN, GET UP!!!
DM: This could be it for Draven!
Izzy rolls Draven back into the ring and covers him!
1!
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2!
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NO! Draven puts his shoulder up!
SS: YES!!!
Draven barely gets to his feet and clearly can’t put any weight on his right leg. He rolls into the ring and both he and Izzy crawl to the middle of the ring to face each other. Draven throws a ring hand, and Izzy’ head snaps back on impact, his hair flying with the blow and blood splattering across the ring. Izzy throws a right hand back and Draven spits high into the hair as he does. Draven with a right hand…now Izzy… now Draven… Izzy… Draven… Izzy… back and forth they go and the crowd is on their feet in appreciation! Izzy takes the upper hand and mounts Draven, furiously driving his fists into Draven’ head! The blood is absolutely flowing from Draven!
DM: If Izzy doesn’t beat Draven soon, the blood loss will! Draven is not only up against Izzy, he’s up against the clock because when you’re bleeding out like he is, it’s only a matter of time before you pass out!
SS: OH COME ON! COME ON DRAVEN! BEAT HIM! DO SOMETHING!!!
Izzy, barely able to pull himself to his feet, pulls Draven up as well… he signals for the end and the crowd pops up huge! He grabs Draven with both hands, and he signals for the Death Drop… NO! Draven is wiggling his way free, he turns around while in Izzy’s arms… AND OUT OF NOWHERE HE HITS A CUTTER!!!
DM: OH MY GOD! IT’S THE DEATH NOTE! DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY HITS THE DEATH NOTE!!! THIS ONE HAS TO BE OVER!
SS: YES!!! VICTORY TO DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!!!
1!
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2!
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NO!!! ISRAEL GETS HIS SHOULDER UP SOMEHOW!
DM: Aargh! Draven had it!
SS: FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!
DM: And Draven cannot believe it!
Draven stands beside himself, and looks at the downed Izzy with plate-sized eyes! Draven begins to smash the ring post uncontrollably, to the crowd’s huge appreciation for Izzy!
SS: Draven Logan Kennedy has absolutely LOST it!
DM: That finisher should have put Izzy down, he can’t understand how he kicked out of that one!
SS: AAARGH!!!
DM: I bet you’d do the same if you were in that ring, right Saint?
SS: I’LL DO THAT TO YOU IF YOU DON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
DM: Wait a second! Israel is getting up!
Israel slowly making it up to his feet while Draven is completely out of it, trying to calm himself down! Draven turns around… AND ISRAEL STEELE SPEARS HIM TO THE RING POST!
DM: WOW! What tremendous strength!
Israel and Draven land in a heap outside the ring! Israel with the last of his strength covers Draven!
DM: He’s going for the pin! This could be it!
SS: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
1!
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2!
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NO!
DM: OH THAT WAS CLOSE! IZZY HAD IT!
SS: WHEW! THANK GOD!
Izzy sits there in disbelief as he felt he had this thing won but it wasn't meant to be. He looks at Draven like he's about to go crazy and signals for him to get to his feet.
DM: I think we know what time this is! Death Note perhaps?
SS: SHIT! Come on Draven, you can get out of this!
Draven gets to his feet and Izzy grabs him by the throat and goes for the Death Note... NO! Draven poked Izzy in the eyes! Izzy is blinded! Draven gets back to his feet and leaps up... AND HE HITS A CUTTER FOR THE SECOND TIME IN THIS MATCH!!!
DM: THE DEATH NOTE! DRAVEN HIT IT AGAIN, THIS TIME, THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!
SS: Izzy's laid out right in front of us!
DM: Draven's going for the pin! This has to be it!
1!
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2!
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3!
*DING DING DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... "THE APOCALYPTIC MADMAN"... DRAVEN LOGAN KENNEDY!!!
"I Came To Play" by Downstait hits and Draven gets his hand raised in victory to a chorus of boos from the Oklahoma City crowd.
DM: Draven did it! He finally got that victory over Israel Steele!
SS: He fucking did it! He got the monkey off his back!
As Draven leaves, celebrating his victory, the camera catches something going on at ringside. Paul Blair jumps the guard rail and climbs in the ring as Izzy starts to get to his feet, all bloodied and battered from having just competed against his longtime nemesis. Blair gets right in Israel's face and the two men stare each other down. Izzy grabs Blair by the shirt and rips the DLK short off to reveal both EWF Elite Tag Team Championship belts around his waist.
DM: Taint! That's the Elite Tag Team titles! The Elite Tag Team title belts are in PCW once more!
SS: We've seen them before, but what the hell does Blair have them for?
DM: How the hell should I know? I'm not no answer in a fucking box or a god damn fortune cookie, you fat idiot!
Blair gives one of the titles to Izzy. The two raise them up and bump fists and smile at one another. Blair has a mic.
Blair: PCW..... you have been warned. The Blairs are back! But you peons will refer to us as... The Anonymous Kickaholics.
Izzy: And Draven, we're not done with you by any means. Matter of fact, we're just getting started.
Both men raise their hands in celebration. Izzy drops his mic to the ground and both men walk to the back.
DM: Well, Izzy and Blair are a tag team again and they are known as The Anonymous Kickaholics!
SS: More tag teams in PCW is definitely a good thing! You can never go wrong with adding more talent to this company!
DM: I definitely agree with that!
The camera cuts to the back where Damon Warrens is seen standing on a chair as his Family surrounds him and look up at their patriarch.
Damon Warrens: Brothers and sisters on Rapture we made our mark. We are on the mind of many. Thank you all for helping our family by destroying the Lone Ranger, but he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now we must move onto our real targets. I do not mean Danielle Lopez. She can wait. My dear friend will take care of her. No I mean the demons of my past. I cannot move on to the future without taking care of my past. And speaking of my past...
The camera pans around to see all the past members of Generation Next. The crowd pops as Aaron Warrens, Talia Skye, Jane Isis, and Nathan Warrens walk up to Damon and his Family. Damon steps off the chair and walks towards his former friends and family. The Family stands beside him, with Christian right beside Damon.
Damon Warrens: Family meet some of my demons, the treacherous Generation Next.
Nathan Warrens: We weren't treacherous! You screwed yourself over by acting like a psycho douche bag! And it seems you're right back to that!
Damon Warrens: I am not a psycho my friend, I'm a visionary. I am enlightened. Just because you and your band of traitors cannot see that, does not mean what I say is wrong.
Nathan shakes his head and turns before going to punch Damon. His punch is stopped by his own son Christian who grabs his father by the wrist and steps between his parents.
Damon Warrens: Now, now, now. No need for violence, at least for the moment. But the time will come. In two months' time we will meet one on one Nathan, that is if you do not fear me.
Nathan Warrens: None of us fear you, you're a delusional bitch. And in two months hopefully I can knock some sense into you.
Damon smirks wickedly as an idea enters his mind.
Damon Warrens: If none of you fear me than you can each get a chance to prove your courage in the ring. We have three Raptures until I face my husband and three of his lackeys to dispatch before then.
Damon laughs and begins to walk away, his Family following behind as Generation Next looks on.
Damon Warrens: See you in two weeks Jane.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:40:36 GMT -5
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!
The arena lights dim down and red lighting covers the ramp and the ring. "No More Heroes" by Slash blares out over the PA system, and Nightrain comes out, looking at the aisle as if it was his own domain and the fans are giving him a thunderous amount of cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Crowborough, United Kingdom, weighing in at 325 pounds… THIS IS NIGHTRAIN!!!
He slowly, yet intently, begins walking to the ring, still with the same look of domination in his eyes. Upon reaching the apron, he gets on the ropes and poses as a rockstar, to the major cheers the crowd is giving him.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Jerry begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about five punches. He goes for a sixth punch, but Nightrain catches his hand, and connect with a uppercut, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop powerslam before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, and connects with a sidewalk slam before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a Tiger suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop powerslam, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about tweleve stomps before lifting Jerry to his feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a sidewalk slam, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about eight stomps, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with the Chokeslam before going for the pin!
DM: Nightrain with the Chokeslam!
SS: Come on, Jerry! Kickout!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
SS: It's going to take more than a Chokeslam to keep the Evangelist down!
Nightrain lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Jerry fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Nightrain. Nightrain turns around, and Jerry connects with a clothesline. Nightrain gets to his feet, and Jerry connects with another clothesline. Nightrain gets back to his feet, and Jerry delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before delivering stomps to the back of the head. He connects with about eleven stomps, he then turns Nightrain over, kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches before lifting Nightrain to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before stalking Nightrain. Nightrain gets to his hands and knees, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Nightrain, and connects with a punt to the side of the head, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about twelve punches, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with the Samoan drop before going for the pin!
SS: Now that's a great move by Jerry!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
SS: FUCK!!! Stay down, you evil monster!
Jerry lifts Nightrain to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Nightrain reverses it into a suplex of his own, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop powerslam before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about fifteen stomps before lifting Jerry to his feet, lifting him up in Gorilla press position, and dropping him to the mat, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, and connects with a sidewalk slam before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about nine stomps before lifting Jerry to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, and connects with a scoop powerslam before lifting Jerry back to his feet again, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then connects with a leg drop before lifting Jerry to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a half nelson suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Sitdown Powerbomb before going for the pin!
DM: Nightrain with the Sitdown Powerbomb! This could do it!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Jerry kicks out at two.
SS: Whew!
Nightrain lifts Jerry to his feet, and Irish whips him into the ropes. Jerry runs back at Nightrain, and Nightrain goes for a clothesline, but Jerry ducks, runs into the ropes, runs back at Nightrain, and connects with a clothesline, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about fifteen punches before lifting Nightrain to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with another DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, he then begins stalking Nightrain. Nightrain gets to his hands and knees, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Nightrain, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Nightrain to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Nightrain, and connects with a running knee strike to the face, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches, he then lifts nightrain 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 Nightrain to get to his feet. Nightrain eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry runs into the ropes, runs back at Nightrain, and connects with a running Bulldog before connecting with a knee drop to the back of the head, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before lifting Nightrain back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet again, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Crucifix Powerbomb before going for the pin!
SS: There's that Crucifix Powerbomb we have been seeing from Jerry alot lately! This match could be over!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: FUCK!!! Come on Jerry! You can beat this monster! You're a man of God!
Jerry lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and goes for a piledriver, but Nightrain reverses it into a back body drop, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a sidewalk slam before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a belly to belly suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a Tiger usplex before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a scoop powerslam before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about twelve stomps before lifting Jerry to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a German suplex, he then lifts Jerry back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a leg drop, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Jerry back to his feet, and connecting with another belly to belly suplex, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before running at him, and connecting with a turnbuckle clothesline, he then Irish whips Jerry into another turnbuckle before running at him, and connecting with another turnbuckle clothesline, he then drags Jerry to the middle of the ring, and connects with the Spinebuster before going for the pin!
DM: Spinebuster by Nightrain!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: YES!!! Come on, Jerry!
Nightrain lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for the Chokeslam! NO!!! Jerry fights out of it by delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT before delivering stomps to the back of the head. He connects with about seven stomps, he then turns Nightrain over, and begins delivering punches to the face. He connects with about fifteen punches before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Nightrain back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then connects with a leg drop before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about ten punches, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a knee drop to the back of the head, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before lifting Nightrain back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then delivers a stomp to the midsection, forcing Nightrain to sit up, holding his stomach in pain before running into the ropes, running back at Nightrain, and connecting with a running knee strike to the face, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Nightrain to get to his feet. Nightrain eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry leaps off, and connects with the Angel's Flight before going for the pin!
SS: Angel's Flight! One of my favorite moves out of Jerry's play book!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: FUCK!!!
Jerry lifts Nightrain to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then lifts Nightrain back to his feet, and connects with the Holy Vendetta before going for the pin!
SS: Holy Vendetta! This match is over!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: DAMNIT!!! Come on, Jerry! End him already!
A frustrated look crosses Jerry's face as the crowd cheers loudly over the kick out, he then goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Nightrain to get to his feet. Nightrain eventually gets to his feet, and Jerry leaps off, looking to go for the Angel's Flight! NO!!! Nightrain catches him with a uppercut, he then lifts Jerry to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Trainwreck before going for the pin!
DM: TRAINWRECK!!!
SS: NO!!! NO!!! NO!!! Kickout, Jerry! You can do it!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: HA! I knew he could kickout!
Nightrain lifts Jerry to his feet, and goes for the Chokeslam! NO!!! Jerry fights out of it, and lands on his feet behind Nightrain. Nightrain turns around, and Jerry delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver, he then lifts Nightrain to his feet, and connects with the Saviors Wrath before going for the pin!
SS: I don't think Nightrain is going to kickout this time!
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 Jerry Matthews' hand gets raised in victory.
DM: Well, Matthews did what he said he was going to do and that's defeat Nightrain!
SS: Nightrain is done! He's finished! Matthews eradicated that heathen from this company! Good riddance!
DM: It remains to be seen but Matthews picks up another victory and the future is without question looking bright for "The Evangelist!
Matthews and Jeremiah roll out of the ring and they soak in the boos that the fans have for them. Once they get behind the curtain, we go to a commercial break.
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:41:32 GMT -5
We come back from commercial and the scene pans to the backstage area where Monica Garcia is standing by with a microphone in her hand.
Monica Garcia: I am standing by at this time with "The Lethal Latina", the PCW World Heavyweight Champion... Danielle Lopez!
The camera pans to Danielle who has the hood of her Team Lethality jacket on her head, the PCW World Heavyweight Championship on her left shoulder and the Spiked Baseball Bat in her right hand, and the fans pop huge for her.
Monica Garcia: Just moments from now, you will defend your World Championship against Syn, a man who briefly died during your Slamathon match and a man who is wanting revenge for what happened. Thoughts?
Danielle Lopez: The big day is finally here. No more words, no more threats, it's time to put up or shut up. A lot of things have changed since June 22nd. Some good, some bad but that's the nature of the beast.
Monica Garcia: Any thoughts on what Syn has to say about you a few days ago?
Danielle Lopez: I understand how he feels. But as I have said many times before in different forms of words - I am not a cause of this. Do you really think I would intentionally kill a competitor to gain... THIS?
The camera focuses on the PCW World Heavyweight Championship belt before panning back to Danielle.
Danielle Lopez: ... I mean, yes, I am a much different person than what people have known me as before, but when I compete, I don't intentionally kill people. Killing another human being never has and never will be at the front and center of my mind and my very soul. I might hurt a person or two, but that comes with the territory just as it would be if I were on the opposite side of the spectrum. I understand why Syn's angry. I really do, but his anger is towards the wrong person. I might have thrown Potential Brain Damage and I don't deny that - but at this point, proving my own innocence in this ordeal really doesn't matter to me anymore. I guess I just have to come to the terms of being thought of as a killer - despite the fact that it's not my responsibility or duty to stop the match, and that's double true for when he decided to CONTINUE on with the match, because in that thick skull of his, he won't see the truth... but I know the real truth to all of this.
Monica Garcia: Does said truth have anything to do with you doing everything in your power to prove that Morgan Simmons was the mastermind behind all of this. Is this the truth?
Danielle Lopez: Of course it is. Anybody with half a brain knows that Morgan was behind this. She's not all there, she's devious, she's cunning, you can throw every single name in the book at her and guest what? It will fit. I'm not the only one around here who knows of her role in this...
Danielle pauses and a smirk on her face forms before she continues.
Danielle Lopez: [with a smile on her face] ... but I am the one with the key evidence that PROVES she had everything to do with what happened at Slamathon IV. No joke, I'm not lying one bit. That's why Morgan has been a bit more defensive as of late.
Monica Garcia: Will you ever show it to the public?
Danielle smirks and gives her answer.
Danielle Lopez: You bet your ass I will. This will all come out in the open. As the old saying goes - the truth shall set you free, and Morgan, your idiotic being needs Jesus and a whole lot more to be a pure soul. You're the devil reincarnated. You're vile scum in all honesty.
Monica Garcia: And for her as the special guest referee?
Danielle's expression changes to a look of fury in her eyes as she looks at Monica before back at the camera.
Danielle Lopez: For her as the special guest referee. Again, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that she wants this prestigious championship off of me. I'm not an idiot, I know this. But Morgan, I'm going to give you ONE CHANCE! One chance to do the right thing and you better listen to my words carefully and do as I say. Call the match FAIR AND SQUARE! Because if you don't... well... then I will release the truth that you don't want to come out and believe me, you don't want this bag of worms to be opened up. I promise you that.
Monica Garcia: Any last words?
Danielle Lopez: Syn's implication of me turning into the very thing I vowed to destroyed was something I didn't really think of much, but the old me was the one that was really modest. I'm not as much of that these days, but over the past three days, I have come to embrace that. I give respect to those who deserve it, but that's it. What you will see with me... is what you get. And one more thing...
Danielle tilts her head to the camera.
Danielle Lopez: Welcome... to the world... of Lethality!
Danielle takes the bat and swings it at the camera, breaking it in pieces.
SS: She's a fucking psycho! She needs to be locked away!
DM: Oh shut the fuck up, Taint! You're really REALLY irritating! Let's get to our next match up where the PCW World Tag Team Championship's are to be defended!
Cut to the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
"Never Enough" by Five Finger Death Punch hits and the crowd immediately goes to cheer as Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson stand on the ramp together with the PCW World Tag Team Championship belts on their right shoulders and the PW Tag Tag Championship's. They pose together and begin walking down the ramp.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making their way to the ring. Representing Team Lethality, they are the PCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! "The Latina Ninja" Mariah Lopez"... "The Dark Princess" Rachel Robinson... THE PRINCESSES OF LETHALITY!!!
They high-five the fans along the way before sliding in the ring. They play up to the fans and raise their titles in the air to even more cheers from the crowd. They hand their belts to the referee before deciding to stretch on the ropes. Then they go to their corner and begin to wait for the match to begin.
Jimmy Wilkes: Now introducing Mi Pi Sexy's manager...KELLY HAMPTON!!!
Kelly stands in the ring in a blue dress with a microphone in her hand. She rolls her eyes at the cat calls she's receiving. She stands there and waits for it all to die down before she begins to speak.
Kelly Hampton: All of you fat, out of shape white trash rednecks. Please stand your fat asses up and revel in the beauty and greatness of the most glamorous group in the history of this company, and let's be honest, they will be more glamorous on their worst day than you fat idiots losing weight and attempting to fit in small ass clothes.
The crowd boos loudly, but Kelly isn't fazed at all as she continues.
Kelly Hampton: Now introducing the Glamorous team that will beat the piss out of the lesbians in the ring. They are accompanied by the greatest make up artist of all time, Derek Saunders, and they both hail from Canada, which is easily superior than this dump of a city...
The crowd boos even louder.
Kelly Hampton: ...They are your next Mean Girls Champions, the Queens of Glamour, Fashion and style and they are the girls everybody should look up to. "The Fallen Angel" Angelina Williams and England and Canada's Most Glamorous Export, the REAL Glamor Queen of PCW and your Pride Wrestling European-Canadian Champion...Reyna Carter. Your NEXT PCW Mean Girls Champions. Together we are...MI PI SEXY!!!
"Puppets on a String (with Lyrics)" by Dale Oliver hits and the crowd boos them loudly. Derek Saunders comes out first, and then Reyna and Angelina come out and the crowd's boos are deafening right now. Reyna stands there with the PW European-Canadian Championship around her waist while Angelina slides underneath her legs. Derek stands there with a smile on his face and the wand and ugly stick in his hands while Kelly is in the ring and smiles while clapping for her two BFF's.
SS: I love them! They are so great!
DM: Why don't you go give them a kiss if you admire them so much!
SS: I'd gladly do it, but I'm scared!
DM: [sarcastically speaking] How shocking!
After Angelina gets to her feet, her and Reyna pose on the ramp for a few seconds. Reyna and Angelina each link arms and make their way down the ramp while Derek follows them with the same arrogance that Reyna and Angelina have. The crowd reaches toward them, attempting to touch, but they get ignored.. They step onto the apron and they tease stopping to shake their asses, but instead, they put their hands up and roll their eyes at the "pervertedness" they see from the male fans. They get in the ring and Derek is also in the ring. All four members of the group pose together and the fans continue to give them a mixed reaction. Reyna gives her championship to the referee before all members of Mi Pi Sexy talk strategy with each other.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Mariah and Reyna start thing off. They lock up, and Reyna gets the upperhand by delivering a kick to the midsection, and locking in a head lock. Mariah refuses to give up, so Reyna puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, backs Reyna into the ropes, and pushes her into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Reyna runs back at Mariah, and Mariah catches her with a spinning wheel kick before turning her over, and locking in a ground head lock. Reyna refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna 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 Reyna 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 Butterfly suplex before connecting with a leg drop, she then waits for Reyna to get to her feet. Reyna eventually 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 Reyna to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Reyna refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna 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 Reyna a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her over to Rachel, and makes the tag. Rachel gets in the ring, they connects with a double back suplex, and Mariah goes out to the apron. Rachel lifts Reyna to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before locking in a armbar. Reyna refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but 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 Reyna to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a back breaker before delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about eight stomps, she then waits for Reyna to get to her feet. Reyna eventually gets to her feet, and Rachel connects with a enzuigiri before turning Reyna over, and locking in the Figure 4 leg lock! Reyna refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna still refuses to give up, so Rachel puts even more pressure on the hold, but Reyna 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!
DM: Uggh. I kind of wish her and TJ didn't wrestle like this. I always worry they will get disqualified!
SS: I know. Bunch of reckless barbarian freaks!
DM: Shut up, Taint!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Rachel releases the hold, lifts Reyna to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, gets behind her, and connects with a half nelson suplex, she then lifts Reyna back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then begins delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about twelve stomps before locking in a cross armbar. Reyna refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but 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 Reyna to her feet, drags her over to Mariah, and makes the tag. Mariah gets in the ring, and they Irish whip Reyna into the ropes. Reyna runs back at them, they catch her with a double dropkick, and Rachel goes out to the apron. Mariah lifts Reyna to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Reyna refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna 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 Reyna a clean break, lifts her to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a suplex, she then lifts Reyna back to her feet, and connects with the Shut the Fuck Up Driver before going for the pin!
DM: Cradle Piledriver! Mariah calls that move the Shut The Fuck Up Driver! This match could be over already.
SS: FUCK!!!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Angelina breaks the pin*
Angelina begins delivering stomps on Mariah. Rachel gets in the ring, and Angelina teases going out to the apron. The ref tries to get Rachel out of the ring, and Angelina quickly gets back in the ring, and hits Mariah with the Backstabber! the ref finally stops yelling at Rachel, and Angelina goes out to the apron. Both Mariah and Reyna are down, so the ref begins a ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
Reyna begins moving.
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!
Mariah begins moving, and Reyna gets to her feet, she then waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Reyna connects with a spinning wheel kick before locking in a cross armbar. Mariah refuses to give up, so Reyna puts more pressure on the hold but Mariah still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Reyna refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
SS: Yeah! That's right! Always take advantage of the rules! Great strategy!
DM: You love it when someone you're rooting for bends the rules, but when someone like Rachel or TJ does it. Oh no. It's cheating!
SS: ............
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reyna releases the hold, lifts Mariah 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 Mariah back to her feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Mariah back to her feet again, getting behind her, and connecting with a German suplex, she then kneels down, and begins choking Mariah, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reyna releases the hold,lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a scoop slam before delivering stomps to the left arm. She connects with about twelve stomps, she then kneels down, and begins delivering punches to the face. She connects with about nine punches before lifting Mariah to her feet, getting behind her, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, she then lifts Mariah back to her feet, and locks in a armwrench. Mariah refuses to give up, so Reyna delivers a elbow to the left arm, and puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, so Reyna delivers another elbow to the left arm, puts even more pressure on the hold, drags Mariah over to Angelina, and makes the tag. Angelina climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, connects with a diving elbow to the left arm, and Reyna goes out to the apron. Angelina delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about ten stomps, she then begins delivering stomps to the left arm. She connects with about seven stomps before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, she then kneels down, and begins choking Mariah, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Angelina releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, and connects with a suplex, she then waits for Mariah to get back to her feet. Mariah eventually gets back to her feet, and Angelina runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard dropkick before delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about eleven stomps, she then lifts Mariah to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before stalking Mariah. Mariah gets to her hands and knees, and Angelina runs into the ropes, runs back at Mariah, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, she then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about nine stomps before lifting Mariah to her feet, getting behind her, and connecting with a back suplex, she then goes out to the apron, and waits for Mariah to get back to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Angelina springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard crossbody before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then kneels down, and begins choking Mariah, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Angelina releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Reyna, and makes the tag. Reyna gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Angelina goes out to the apron. Reyna waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Reyna connects with a dropkick. Mariah gets back to her feet, and Reyna connects with another dropkick. Mariah gets back to her feet again, and Reyna runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before locking in a cross armbar. Mariah refuses to give up, so Reyna puts more pressure on the hold, but Mariah still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Reyna refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reyna releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about seven stomps, she then lifts Mariah to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a gutwrench suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Angelina, and makes the tag. Angelina gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and Reyna goes out to the apron. Angelina lifts Mariah to her feet, and connects with the Float Over DDT before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
SS: FUCK!!! Stay down you hot fucking lesbian!
DM: What kind of insult is that!?
SS: It's not really a insult. I think Mariah is a hot lesbian who I plan on turning straight one day, but I don't want her and her sexy wife to win this match because they're members of that awful stable!
DM: We at Team Lethality are not awful! Besides. It's going to take more than that to beat the Princesses of Lethality.
SS: Meh.
Angelina lifts Mariah to her feet, gets behind her, and goes for a back suplex, but Mariah fights out of it by doing a back flip, and lands on her feet behind Angelina. Angelina turns around, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Angelina gets to her feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Angelina gets back to her feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri, she then crawls over to Rachel, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Rachel lifts Angelina to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex, she then lifts Angelina back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before turning Angelina over, and locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Angelina refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Angelina still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but 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 Angelina to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then begins delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about fifteen stomps before lifting Angelina to her feet, and connecting with a backbreaker, she then lifts Angelina back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a half nelson suplex before locking in a surfboard stretch. Angelina refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Angelina still refuses to give up, and Rachel eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then lifts Angelina to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam before waiting for Angelina to get back to her feet. Angelina eventually gets back to her feet, and Rachel connects with a dropkick. Angelina gets back to her feet again, and Rachel jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Angelina gets to her feet, and Rachel connects with a kick to the head, she then goes out to the apron, and springboards off the top rope before connecting with the Springboard elbow drop to the chest! she then lifts Angelina 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 begins stalking Angelina. Angelina gets to her hands and knees, and Mariah runs into the ropes, runs back at Angelina, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, she then waits for Angelina to get to her feet. Angelina eventually gets to her feet, and Mariah connects with a enzuigiri before locking in a Camel clutch. Angelina refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Angelina still refuses to give up, and Mariah eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then lifts Angelina to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a neckbreaker before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Angelina refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Angelina 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 Angelina a clean break, lifts Angelina to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a scoop slam, she then waits for Angelina to get back to her feet. Angelina eventually gets back to her feet, and Mariah runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard hurricanrana before delivering stomps to the left leg. She connects with about eleven stomps, she then lifts Angelina to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex before connecting with a leg drop, she then lifts Angelina back 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 waits for Angelina to get to her feet. Angelina eventually gets to her feet, and Rachel runs into the ropes, runs back at Angelina, and connects with a running Bulldog before delivering stomps to the back of the head. She connects with about fifteen stomps, she then lifts Angelina to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. She connects with about seven punches, she then lifts Angelina to her feet, and Irish whips her into one of the turnbuckle before climbing to the second turnbuckle, and delivering punches to the head, forcing the ref to start a ten count.
DM: Rachel better go easy with those punches in the corner or she is going to get herself and Mariah disqualified!
SS: Why do you care!? If she gets disqualified. You Team Lethality idiots still keep the fucking titles in your camp!
Desiree punches Taint in the face.
SS: AAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!! My nose!
DM: We don't like to win that way, fatass!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Rachel connects with about ten punches, and hops off the turnbuckle, she then drags Angelina to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before locking in the Figure 4 leg lock! Angelina refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Angelina still refuses to give up, so Rachel puts even more pressure on the hold, but Angelina 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 Angelina to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a backbreaker before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then lifts Angelina to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the Tornado DDT before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
SS: Retard's sexy lesbian sister should know that it's going to take more than that to keep Angelina Williams down! Is she retarded too or something!?
DM: His name is Reaper! And no she's not! Neither is he, now stop being a fucking asshole!
Rachel lifts Angelina to her feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Angelina reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Rachel gets to her feet, and Angelina connects with a dropkick. Rachel gets back to her feet, and Angelina jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Rachel gets back to her feet again, and Angelina connects with another dropkick. Rachel gets to her feet, and Angelina jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Rachel gets back to her feet, and Angelina delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Reyna, and makes the tag. Reyna gets in the ring, they connect with a double DDT, and Angelina goes out to the apron. Reyna lifts Rachel to her feet, and connects with a backbreaker before kneeling down, and choking her, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reyna releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a neckbreaker, she then begins delivering stomps to the left arm. She connects with about eight stomps before locking in a cross armbar. Rachel refuses to give up, so Reyna puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and begins making her way to the ropes. She eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope, but Reyna refuses to release the hold, so the ref is forced to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reyna releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring, and connects with a backbreaker before locking in a surfboard stretch. Rachel refuses to give up, so Reyna puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and Reyna eventually loses her grip, and releases the hold, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, and connects with a suplex before delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about eleven stomps, she then waits for Rachel to get to her feet. Rachel eventually gets to her feet, and Reyna runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody before connecting with a knee drop to the face, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Angelina, and makes the tag. Angelina gets in the ring, and they Irish whip Rachel into the ropes. Rachel runs back at them, they catch her with a double dropkick, and Reyna goes out to the apron. Angelina waits for Rachel to get to her feet. Rachel eventually gets to her feet, and Angelina connects with a enzuigiri before turning Rachel over, kneeling down, and choking her, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Angelina releases the hold, lifts Rachel to her feet, and connects with a scoop slam, she then lifts Rachel back to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before turning Rachel over, and delivering stomps to the left arm. She connects with about fifteen stomps, she then waits for Rachel to get to her feet. Rachel eventually gets to her feet, and Angelina runs into the ropes, runs back at Rachel, and connects with a running Bulldog before delivering stomps to the back of the head. She connects with about ten stomps, she then turns Rachel over, kneels down, and begins choking her, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Angelina releases the hold, and delivers a stomp to the midsection, forcing Rachel to sit up, holding her stomach in pain, she then runs into the ropes, runs back at Rachel, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before waiting for Rachel to get to her feet. Rachel eventually gets to her feet, and Angelina connects with a kick to the head, she then lifts Rachel to her feet, drags her over to Reyna, and makes the tag. Reyna gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Angelina goes out to the apron. Reyna lifts Rachel to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker, she then waits for Rachel to get back to her feet. Rachel eventually gets back to her feet, and Reyna runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with Disaster Happens before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: YES!!! Rachel kicks out at two!
SS: Dammit!
Reyna locks in a rear chin lock. Rachel refuses to give up, so Reyna puts more pressure on the hold, but Rachel still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, she then delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before crawling over to Mariah, making the tag, and going out to the apron. Mariah gets in the ring, and waits for Reyna to get to her feet. Reyna eventually gets to her feet, and Mariah connects with a dropkick. Reyna gets back to her feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Reyna gets back to her feet again, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Reyna gets to her feet, and Mariah jumps up, and connects with a third hurricanrana. Reyna gets back to her feet, and Mariah delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker before turning Reyna over, and locking in a ground head lock. Reyna refuses to give up, so Mariah puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna 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 Reyna 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 DDT, and Mariah goes out to the apron. Rachel lifts Reyna to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Tiger suplex, she then lifts Reyna back to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a Russian leg sweep before delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about twelve stomps, she then waits for Reyna to get to her feet. Reyna eventually gets to her feet, and Rachel connects with a enzuigiri before locking in the STF! Reyna refuses to give up, so Rachel puts more pressure on the hold, but Reyna still refuses to give up, so Rachel puts even more pressure on the hold, but Reyna 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 Reyna to her feet, drags her over to Mariah, and makes the tag. Mariah gets in the ring, they connect with a double suplex, and Rachel goes out to the apron. Mariah lifts Reyna to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with the Bridging German Suplex!
DM: Bridging German Suplex! and Mariah has a pin attempt! This might do it!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Angelina breaks the pin*
SS: FUCK YEAH!!!
Mariah waits for Reyna to get to her feet. Reyna eventually gets to her feet, and Mariah goes for a kick to the head, but Reyna ducks, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before connecting with a elbow drop to the back of the head, she then turns Mariah over, kneels down, and begins choking her, forcing the ref to start a five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reyna releases the hold, lifts Mariah to her feet, drags her over to Angelina, and makes the tag. Angelina gets in the ring, they connect with a double back suplex, and Reyna goes out to the apron. Angelina waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Angelina connects with a spinning wheel kick before delivering stomps to the face. She connects with about fifteen stomps, she then lifts Mariah to her feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before delivering stomps to the back of the head. She connects with about nine stomps, she then waits for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Angelina runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with the Falling Angel before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *Rachel breaks the pin*
DM: HELL YEAH!!! Rachel saves the match!
SS: FUCK!!! Come on Reyna and Angelina! Put these Team Lethality lesbians away already!
Angelina walks over to Reyna, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Reyna gets in the ring, lifts Mariah to her feet, and goes for a suplex, but Mariah reverses it into a suplex of her own, she then crawls over to Rachel, makes the tag, and goes out to the apron. Rachel gets in the ring, lifts Reyna to her feet, gets behind her, and connects with a German suplex before lifting Reyna back to her feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, she then walks over to Mariah, and makes the tag. Mariah climbs to the top turnbuckle, and they wait for Reyna to get to her feet. Reyna eventually gets to her feet, and Rachel connects with the Ace of Darkness, but Kelly Hampton hops up on the apron, and distracts the ref while Derek Saunders hops up on the apron with the ugly stick in hand, and pushes Mariah off the turnbuckle. Mariah crashes into the mat, and Derek gets in the ring. Rachel turns around, and Derek nails her in the head with the ugly stick before waiting for Mariah to get to her feet. Mariah eventually gets to her feet, and Derek nails her with the ugly stick too, he then throws the ugly stick out of the ring before waiting for Mariah to get back to her feet. Mariah eventually gets back to her feet, and Derek jumps up, and connects with A Defining Moment in Time! He then places Reyna on top of Mariah, and goes to the outside as the Kelly steps off the apron, and stops distracting the ref.
DM: NO!!! Not like this!
SS: YES!!! I love it!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
DM: DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT!
Kelly Hampton snatches the microphone from Jimmy Wilkes and begins to speak.
Kelly Hampton: Here are your winners of the match... and the NEW MEAN GIRLS CHAMPIONS... REYNA CARTER... ANGELINA WILLIAMS... MI PI SEXY!!!
The crowd boos loudly as Kelly Hampton grabs both of the PCW World Tag Team title belts along with the European-Canadian Championship and slides in the ring. She hands Reyna the European Canadian title and one of the tag team titles while Angelina receives the other. All four members of Mi Pi Sexy celebrate over Mariah Lopez and the fans are booing even louder.
SS: WOOO! WE HAVE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! REYNA AND ANGELINA HAVE DONE IT! THIS IS AWESOME!
DM: That was BULLSHIT! That ugly bitch Kelly Hampton provided the distraction and allowed Derek Saunders to spike Mariah on her head with the Hurricanrana Facebuster!
SS: You make it sound like it wasn't awesome! It was fucking awesome! I LOVED IT!
DM: Oh fuck off! We're going to take another commercial break! We'll be back with more PCW after this!
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:42:34 GMT -5
The scene opens up inside of The Disciples of Syn locker room, where Syn is currently taping his his right hand, his entire focus on this act. His condition had not improved any since he was last seen on Rapture. He still, more or less, looked like a wreck: He was still ghostly pale and very gaunt. He was seated in a way that took the pain and pressure off of the still damaged parts of his body. Leaning against the chair was a long, black cane with a serpent's head as the handle. He finished wrapping his wrist and went to start on his left, before he paused. Closing his eyes, he frowns for a few moments, before he starts to tape his wrist.Syn: [Monotoned] Attempting to talk me out of this match will not work, Reaper. As he said this, a the camera panned out, showing that someone was standing right behind Syn. It was his longtime on-again, off-again rival, Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson. He frowned as he noticed that Syn didn't call him by his first name, before he spoke.Reaper: Syn....look, there's more to this than you know. Just please hear me out- Syn cut Reaper off in mid sentence, his voice not changing any as he spoke.Syn: You honestly have nothing to say that I desire to hear, Reaper. Leave. Reaper gives a sigh of frustration, before glaring at Syn. Reasoning with him wasn't going to work, not this time.Reaper: You would have done the same damn thing in the situation. This petty little grudge is completely hypocritical, and you know it. Syn froze at hearing that, and for the briefest of moments his eyes lit up in rage. Calmly, he set the tape down and picked up his cane, before standing up. He drew himself up to full height, looking up into his longtime rival's eyes as he spoke, his tone taking on an icy, almost frostbitten edge.Syn: So you're saying I do not have any right to be a little angry or upset at the fact that our current World Champion got so desperate to hold the title, that my life ended up being the cost. All because you, and every other fool who has an opinion on the matter, seems to think they know what I will do. Correct? Reaper glared back at him, not backing down for a moment.Reaper: No, you don't. You're acting as if you've never done any of the same thing. Like last year at the very same Pay-Per-View, you beat me into a Coma. You did that. So the fact that you're holding this little grudge is hypocritical. Syn's glare lessened for a few seconds, before he gave a cold smile.Syn: Ah yes...your coma. Funny how when it comes to that particular area, even there not all the facts have been given to the viewing public. Or have you forgotten what it was that your dearly beloved told you, and what I know about that? Reaper continued to glare at Syn silently as he spoke.Syn: Like the fact that while I did injure you badly, I did nowhere near the amount to put you in a near death state? Or the fact that it was your own Doctor who misdiagnosed the full extent of your injuries and placed you in a chemically induced coma, only to realize his mistake and tell a blatant lie about what truly happened to your dear Isabella. Now, instead of shifting the blame onto the doctors for their grave misjudgment, I actually took responsibility for what I have done, even if I was not entirely to blame. Syn never broke eye contact with Reaper as he said this, while Reaper remained silent. There was nothing he could really say to any of that, because it was all true. Syn: Oh, nothing to say to that? Well allow me to retort. The glare Syn had was, if possible, even more icy than before as he continued speaking.Syn: Over the last two months whenever this topic comes up, I've had to watch as your supposed leader has done all that she can to absolve herself of any form of guilt in all of this. From using hypothetical happenings and piss poor justifications that no one in their correct state of mind would use as a defense, to bending, contorting, and cherry picking statements to try to form some failed argument. But that is not the part that annoys me to no end in this. What does is the one common defense that she, you, and every other fool in your camp continues to use as justification, the one defense that is a constant with all of you. That it was done on the premise that I would have done the same to her if the situation was reversed. That all of you "KNOW" I would have done the same. Syn's voice was no more than a hiss at this point, but it was clear he was very far from done speaking.Syn: None of you have the faintest idea of me or my goals, Ryan. And yet you all are fool enough to assume that ANY of you can say what I would have done. But for what she's done, what she's willing to do to keep the 15 pound hunk of gold that she's become so obsessed with? Look no further than the state of health that I am in. Look at what I have become, Ryan. Look at what you see before you and say then that I don't deserve the right to be a little angry. Look at me and say that I have no right to pursue this the way that I am, when you know in your heart of hearts that you intended to do the very same thing when you thought I was the reason you were in a coma. When you know that deep down, every single thing I've said thus far has been nothing but the truth. By the end of his miniature rant, Syn looked a little more worse for wear. Leaning on his cane a little more, Syn glared tiredly up at ReaperSyn: Tonight, I walk into this match not with the aim of becoming the world champion, but being lead out of it in chains and shackles for what my motives are. And I dare anyone to say, after all that has been done, all that has been said...and all that hasn't...to say I'm not a little entitled to a little vindication. With that, Syn gingerly turns on his heel and begins limping out of the locker room, his fury far from extinguished as he walked away.SS: I don't know why Retard was trying to explain things to Syn! Retard's not the smartest guy in the world! DM: IT'S REAPER, NOT RETARD, YOU FAT FUCK! SS: You don't have to yell! DM: You're the one who always yells, fat ass! But Syn has his motives, but with that said, Reaper is correct on one thing! There is more to this! SS: Oh really? Do tell! DM: Not my place to say so! But moving on, our next match up is the PCW Broadcast Championship match between Brytain Montgomery and Smith Jones! Take it away! The Mighty Fall by Fall Out Boy plays and Smith Jones and Mya Denton waste no time in getting themselves put into their spotlight! The Premium Tron 5000 explodes with pyro and then it rains fire behind S&M.
Smith wears his white ring attire and Mya looks hot in a little white dress with cute little white Chuck Taylor’s tied up with pink laces. Jones draws an ‘X’ across his chest. Mya steps in front of him and puts her hands on his chest. She looks over her shoulder and makes eyes at the camera. Hot. They hold hands as they walk down to ringside. He leads her up the steps and they both wipe their feet. Mya steps sexily through the ropes and Smith follows her. They take centre and kiss each other passionately. Smith squeezes her ass and kisses her neck while Mya presses her tight body against him. The crowd is fully booing by this point, of course. She jumps on him and wraps her legs around his waist while they kiss even more. This is a special night, after all. Smith calls for the white microphone from Jimmy Wilkes and Jimmy complies. Smith takes a deep breath and he speaks.Smith Jones: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the PCW Broadcast Championship!!!!!!!!! Introducing first, the challenger. Accompanied to the ring by my muse, my Mya Denton, I hail from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in on this particular night as I do every night at 229 pounds, I’m the guy they love to doubt until I prove them all wrong again. I’m the biggest threat to the pink streak yet. I’m the most dangerous man in PCW. I’m the killer of impossible dreams. I’m showing the whole world why truly I deserve this. I’m the mean mean man as you have come to know. I’m the next hashtag heel PCW Broadcast Champion. I’m Smith Jones and I’m right here. Bring her out, Jimmy. I can’t wait another second! He kisses Mya on the cheek and she smacks him on the ass before she takes the white microphone out to ringside for him. Smith stretches up and awaits the champ.Jimmy Wilkes: And now his opponent! 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 bursts onto the stage, her pink hair flying around her and a cocky smirk on her face while the PCW Broadcast Championship is around her waist. Pausing at the top of the ramp, she smirks as the heavy beat of the music vibrates throughout the arena. Brytain stalks down towards the ring, grabbing the second rope and quickly hopping onto the ring apron.Tell me I'm the only one... Tell me there's no other one...As the last few strains of her music dies out, Brytain hands her title to the referee and then sits with her back against the ropes and her head tilted in cocky amusement.*DING! DING! DING!*DM: And here we go! Finally, these two get to face each other and the PCW Broadcast Championship is on the line! SS: This is a grudge match and these two are going to beat the piss out of each other, that's what they both intend on doing anyways! Brytain Montgomery and Smith Jones stare intently at each other as they circle around the ring. Brytain's not wasting any time as she lands a hard right to the face of Smith Jones. She lands a second... and a third before whipping Smith into the ropes. He comes back off the rebound... and forearm smashes him in the face.DM: Brytain's not playing around at all! She's out to prove that she's going to beat the living hell out of Smith! SS: S&M are going to hold the Broadcast title! DM: Eww! I don't want to hear any lame ass bondage jokes with that name! Like seriously! Brytain waits for Smith to get back to his feet. Smith gets up and Brytain whips herself off into the ropes going for another forearm smash... but Smith ducks it. Brytain turns around and Smith lands right... and a second... and a third... and a fourth. Brytain stumbles back and Smith kicks her in the gut and hooks her up... and plants her down with a double underhook suplex.DM: And there's Smith Jones now with the upperhand, and this is what he has to do to wear down the more faster, the more agile Broadcast Champion! SS: Brytain's speed is deadly and what's even more deadly is the amount of punishment she can take! The resume speaks for itself! DM: She hasn't been beaten here in PCW, that's for sure! Brytain gets back to her feet, but Smith is right there to capitalize with an elbow to the side of her jaw to take the Broadcast Champion back down. Smith gets Brytain back to her feet and Irish whips her into the corner. He follows suit and goes for the lariat... but Brytain senses trouble and moves out of the way, making Smith eat nothing but the turnbuckle. Smith stumbles out and Brytain gets behind him and hooks him up...DM: Side Russian Leg Sweep! Brytain hit that with no problem whatsoever! SS: And she's not done either! Brytain bounces off the ropes... and hits Smith with a running senton! DM: She has the leg hooked for the cover! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!DM: Smith Jones kicks out at two! SS: Come on, Bryte! Did you really think Smith was going to lay down to THAT?! DM: We all know your fat ass would! You know nothing about competing, so leave it to the experts! Brytain decides to stay on Smith as she gets him back to a vertical standing. Brytain continues to go brawling here as she forearms Smith in the face that sends him staggering into the ropes. As Smith leans against the ropes, Brytain delivers a swift kick to the midsection and that shot could have been heard throughout the arena. Brytain executes another one... and another one, with each kick getting more brutal. Brytain whips Smith across the ring and to the ropes. Smith comes back off the rebound and Brytain leans down for a back body drop... but Smith sees this, stops and delivers and hits Brytain with an elbow to the neck to daze her.DM: Brytain thought back body drop, but Smith was aware of it and now he's back in control! SS: It's basically going to be a glorified chess match! Neither of them are idiots! They know what they're doing! DM: Of course they know! And they're showing us right now! Brytain shakes it off long enough and goes for a clothesline... but Smith ducks the attempt. Brytain turns back around, and Smith hits her with one of his own that could have turned her inside out. The crowd boos Smith and he shakes his head in disgust before picking Brytain up off the mat. He places a few knees into the gut before hooking her up... and hits her with a Belly to Belly suplex. Smith's not wasting any time here as he hooks the leg for the cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!DM: Now Brytain with the kickout! SS: These two are going to go hard at each other! It's been physical so far and it's only going to heat up from here! Smith gets Brytain back up and Irish whips her into the opposite turnbuckle. He runs in after her... and this time, lands the lariat. Brytain stumbles out of the corner very groggy and Smith catches her... and plants her down with a Gutwrench Suplex. Brytain crashes into the mat and Smith wasting no time in getting another pin attempt on the Broadcast Champion.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!DM: Another near fall for Smith Jones! And you gotta wonder how that sits well with him! SS: Smith's a fierce competitor and he probably feels like he had the match won there! DM: Good point, but it's going to take a lot more than suplex's to keep Brytain down! Smith's eyes are looking a bit crazy like as he feels that should have been a three count. He gets Brytain back to her feet and hits her with an uppercut. Not satisfied, he hits a second... and a third... and a fourth to send her reeling back to the ropes. Brytain's back first into the ropes and Smith starts pounding away at her face. Smith eventually lets up and Brytain slumps down to the corner. Smith is seething as he backs away for a bit. Smith gets a head full of steam and runs towards Brytain... RUNNING FACE WASH TO THE CORNER!!! Smith Jones just nailed Brytain Montgomery in the face with the Running Face Wash.DM: Holy shit! Smith Jones damn near took Brytain's head off her shoulders! SS: Damn right he did! That was fuckin' wicked! Intense shit! DM: Damn right it was intense! Jesus, these two are gonna make each other spill blood if it keeps up like this! Smith Jones raises his arm in the air to boos from the crowd, but he ignores them. He gets Brytain back to her feet, kicks her in the gut and places her in a suplex position. But he holds her there for five seconds before finally dropping her down with a delayed vertical suplex. Smith stays focused despite the fans heckling him with obscenities as he flips Brytain onto her stomach and then grabs her by the legs and locks her in a brutal looking inverted reverse figure-four leglock.SS: Holy shit! Look at the submission! That just looks deadly! DM: You ain't lying! That inverted reverse figure-four leglock is very gruesome looking! SS: Is that what it's called? DM: That's what the move is, but in some wrestling circles, it's called the Haas of Pain! SS: Well it sure as hell is painful! That's very evident! Smith has the submission locked in as tight as he can and Brytain has absolutely no where to go as she is dead center in the middle of the ring. But Brytain starts to crawl anyways even though by the looks of things, it's not looking too well. She slowly inches closer to the ropes as the pain is becoming unbearable. She inches closer and closer as she's close to it. Brytain reaches... AND GRABS IT! BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY'S RIGHT HAND IS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! However, Smith still has the hold locked in and is not letting go. Ricky Tiffin intervenes and exhibits the mandated five count...ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!Smith releases it right before the count of five! Smith drags Brytain by her legs and pulls her to the middle of the ring. Smith goes for the submission again, but Brytain is blocking it at every turn. Smith tries for it one more time, but receives a kick to the face and down goes Smith Jones. Brytain manages to get up to her feet with the aid of the ropes. Smith's also back up and he runs towards Brytain... but the Broadcast Champion ducks, and hits Smith with the Spinning sitout sleeper slam, but due to the damage that her legs received, she can't capitalize. Ricky Tiffin examines both Brytain and Smith and begins to make the count.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!Smith Jones and Brytain Montgomery start to stir as the count is halfway towards ten.SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!Brytain and Smith slowly start to get to their feet in hopes of beating the count.EIGHT!!!!
NINE!!!!
TE---NO!!!!DM: And both Brytain and Smith make it to their feet, but barely! SS: Nothing's going to keep them down! NOTHING! DM: They're fighting for the Broadcast Championship, as well as the deep personal grudge these two have for each other! SS: It has it all and it's awesome! Both competitors are up, showing signs of fatigue. Brytain is favoring her leg, but she finds enough strength to blast Smith in the face with a right which gets cheers from the crowd. Smith fires back with a right of his one and the crowd responds in kind with boos. Brytain trades back and gets cheers, but Smith immediately responds and the crowd goes back to booing. The two of them start trading rights back and forth between each other and they are not letting up one bit. Brytain lands a right... then a left... then another right... and another right to cause Smith to stagger. Brytain sees this and as Smith turns around, Brytain hits him with a Spear to take him down.DM: What a Spear! Brytain took him down and has this back in her favor! SS: That was a rage spear at that! She was full of rage and she did well there! DM: Smith gets back up, but Brytain stays on him as she hits him with a Discus clothesline! Brytain now onto the apron, waiting for Smith to get back up! She's going to fly! SS: No kidding! Smith back up and Brytain springs onto the center of the ropes... PRETTY HATE MACHINE! WOW! What a Springboard Tornado DDT! That was fuckin' sweet! DM: Brytain crawls to Smith and has the cover! This could be it! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!DM: Smith was able to kick out in time! SS: Whew! That was close! Thought Brytain would have had that! DM: It just shows that anything can and will happen in this great match up! Brytain gets back up and gets Smith up as well. Brytain lands a kick to Smith's mid-section and that shot can be heard all the way up to the cheap seats. She lands a second... and a third... and a fourth... and now a fifth. Brytain is bringing it all to the table here. Smith is out of it and Brytain grabs Smith in a front faceblock position and goes for the Double Arm DDT... but Smith Jones blocks it... and ends up putting Brytain onto his shoulders... and then drives her down with a gutbuster to the knee. Brytain is down and Smith immediately hooks the leg for the cover...ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!DM: Brytain just kicked out! I don't know how, but she's still fighting! SS: What the hell? I thought he had it! I really did! DM: Brytain's got determination and she's damn determined to not only keep the streak alive but to also keep that Broadcast title! SS: She's gunning for the record which is easier said than done! DM: No question about it, Taint! Smith glares at Tiffin, thinking it was a three, but he still has his focus peeled on Brytain. Smith gets her to her feet and hits her with a right. He connects with a second... and a third... and a fourth. Brytain starts to stagger and Smith stays on her as he grabs her and throws her to the turnbuckle...DM: TAKE IT HOME! Smith Jones just hit Brytain with a belly-to-belly suplex into the turnbuckle! SS: This one has to be over! It just has to be! DM: Smith immediately has the cover! This is pretty much it! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE---NO!!!!DM: SHE KICKED OUT! I DON'T BELIEVE IT! BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY HAS KICKED OUT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! SS: I... I... I'm completely stunned! I didn't think it was possible at all! DM: This has been one exciting match up! Smith looks at Tiffin and starts shouting obscenities at him. He kicks the ropes out of frustration before getting Brytain back to ger feet. He lets Brytain stand there all out of it. He starts shouting at her, stating "I'm going to win the Broadcast Champion you stupid pink haired moron". Smith then proceeds to go for the Point of Controversy... but Brytain showed some life and held on to the ropes and it causes Smith to drop down to the mat.DM: Smith may have just gotten cocky there, Taint! SS: This can't be happening! This... how the hell did it happen? DM: He got cocky, talked some shit and it backfired! Simple as that! As Smith gets to his feet, Brytain springboards off of the second rope as she does a backflip... and then plants Smith down on the mat with an Inverted DDT! Brytain gets back to her feet as she eyes the turnbuckle. She steps out onto the apron and goes to the top rope. She looks down at Smith with a smile on her face before flying off and hitting the High Angle Senton Bomb.DM: THRILLKILLER! BRYTAIN WITH THE THRILLKILLER TO SMITH JONES! SS: NO! I DON'T WANT IT TO END! DM: Too late moron! She has the cover! She's got this! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!*DING! DING! DING!*Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match... and STILL PCW BROADCAST CHAMPION... BRYTAIN MONTGOMERY!!! After the bell rings, Mya Denton goes over to the announce table and lifts the PCW logo off the table. There is a little compartment there where she has hidden her pink crowbar! Mya stands there at ringside holding the crowbar while Smith Jones and Brytain Montgomery lay motionless in the middle of the ring. She gets a crazed look in her eye and starts to laugh maniacally. Mya jumps into the ring and stands over them both. She rolls Smith off into one corner and then she waits for Brytain to get to her feet. Mya attacks Brytain’s ankle with the pink crowbar!!!! Brytain screams out and hits the mat!! Mya rains down crowbar shots to Brytain’s body! Legs, arms, ribs, Mya goes nuts with that pink crowbar!!!!DM: She’s losing her goddam mind out here!!! SS: I don’t know what made Smith and Mya come together, but it seems to be paying off right now! Smith won’t ever have to worry about Brytain Montgomery again when Mya’s done with her!!! Smith starts to stir now as he watches his girlfriend go crazy for a while. He tackles Mya and the crowbar goes flying. He lays on top of Mya in the ring and kisses her passionately as Brytain is not moving and the crowd is silent. The cameras avoid close-ups of Bryte as we see splashes of blood on the canvas and the bloody crowbar lying next to Brytain’s lifeless body. Mya shoves Smith away as she goes under the ring and gets a pair of scissors!SS: You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what she’s gonna do with those! Mya’s white dress is splattered with Brytain’s blood as she gets back in the ring and yells at Smith to hold Bryte still. Smith grabs Brytain in a crossface chicken wing while Mya tugs at Brytain’s hair and cuts it out in large chunks!!! Mya throws the pink hair all over the place as she laughs and cries at the same time. They both take locks of her hair and stuff it into their ring attire. Smith goes to the timekeeper’s table and grabs the PCW Broadcast Championship belt! He raises it up over his head as ‘The Mighty Fall’ by Fall Out Boy plays and S&M leaves the ringside area in a whirlwind of kisses and gold.SS: Smith Jones and Mya Denton have stolen the PCW Broadcast Championship!!!!!! Brytain will not be a very happy woman when she comes around. DM: Let’s get some help out here for the young lady! She just took a horrible beating. Payback for the attack on Mya a couple of weeks ago!! SS: And if I know S&M, there will be more pain to come. Smith and Mya exit together with the stolen belt in their shared grasp. As they kiss each other, the blood on their hands gets all over their faces. Their white clothing is drenched in red. They continue to make out all the way out of the arena.DM: Brytain Montgomery may have won the match and retained the title, but Smith Jones and Mya Denton not only demolished Brytain and some of her hair... but they TOOK the PCW Broadcast Championship! SS: S&M are making an impact! You cannot deny that whatsoever! DM: Not denying it at all, Taint! But I do know one thing... we gotta take another break since we have this PPV style show on free TV! We'll be back with more of this special event after this! **COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:44:35 GMT -5
We cut backstage to where we find the newest member of the full time PCW roster, Team Lethality member, "The KO Queen" Crystal Alvarez, standing just short of the gorilla position with a microphone in her hand.
Crystal Alvarez: PCW. The federation that is the PREMIER place to be. It is where Team Lethality rules. Team Lethality has had a numerous amount of success. Every title that has ever been sanctioned in this company has been held by a Team Lethality member.
Crystal smirks and looks around before speaking again.
Crystal Alvarez: On Twitter, I recently confirmed that I am on the main roster of Premium Championship Wrestling, joining my friends Talia, Reaper, Mariah and Rachel, my mentor Danielle and my boyfriend TJ as competitors, but I have my goals for this place.
Crystal smiles before continuing.
Crystal Alvarez: I want to kick ass, take names and be the very best I can be. Now unlike some people I have seen around this place, I'm not going to make unrealistic goals and go after main event talent. I'm not ready for that yet. I will work my way up the rankings and I will knock out some people in the process, because I, am the KO Queen.
Crystal does a few punches before staring back into the camera.
Crystal Alvarez: I have only been on the national level for almost six months now and my goals are to win matches, win championships and bring Team Lethality more success. I want to be the best I can be and live up to the expections I expect of myself... and I will do just that.
Crystal nods her head before continuing.
Crystal Alvarez: PCW is the land of opportunity, the place to be, and I will seize the moment and grab the opportunity by the balls and squeeze it as hard as I can. The KO Queen is coming to kick some ass, and that's just the way it's going to be.
Crystal nods once more before walking away.
SS: Ugh! Why the hell did she get TV time?
DM: Idiot, she's now on the main roster and it's about damn time too! Crystal's a hard worker and she has improved ten fold since being signed to a contract! She's had very impressive matches in Japan Pro Wrestling where she did well in their Master of the Ring tournament, Cardinal City Pro Wrestling where she is in the Queen of the Ring Tournament, and especially in our developmental program Pride Wrestling! She's doing a lot of good things and I see more of the same now that she's on the main roster!
SS: Doesn't impress me!
DM: That's because you know nothing about wrestling! Moving on, let's get to our next match, one that will cause Taint here to cream his pants!
SS: IT'S THE ELITE IN ACTION! NEXT!
DM: My statement proven correct!
We cut to the ring where Jimmy Wilkes is standing there, getting ready to announce the competitors of our next match up.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first!
The lights in the arena go out as the crowd sits in silence. "Comfortable Liar" by Chevelle erupts in the arena as the crowd retaliates with overwhelming boos. Yoshiru Long makes his way out to the stage, still shrouded in darkness. Yoshiru drops down to one knee and lowers his head to a chorus of boos from the crowd. As the lyrics begin, Yoshiru quickly flips his head back and extends his arms. A wall of flames erupt in front of him. As the flames die down, the lights return with a golden tint.
Jimmy Wilkes: On his way to the ring, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 245 pounds. He is a member of The Elite as well as the PCW Hall of Fame... YOSHIRU LONG!!!
Yoshiru rises to his feet as he makes his way down the aisle, stopping halfway to look around at the booing fans. Yoshiru enters the ring by way of the steps. He climbs on to the middle rope, taunts the crowd for a moment more, then extends his arms out to each side, posing for the crowd once again. After a few moments, Yoshiru hops down from the middle rope and quickly turns his attention to the stage as his music dies out.
Jimmy Wilkes: And his opponent!
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 is also a member of 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.
*DING! DING! DING!*
DM: And here we go! For the fourth time in PCW history, Yoshiru Long and Curtis Wilkes will match up against each other!
SS: I thought it was three!
DM: As Elite members, yes, but if you recall, on the February 6th, 2011 edition of Saturday Night Rapture, Curtis then known as Sickboy, defeated Yoshiru seven days after Yosh defeated Mariano Fernandez and Leon Lonewolf to become the PCW World Heavyweight Champion!
SS: Ah makes sense!
Yoshiru and Curtis nod at each other as they circle each other. Curtis shoots in for a takedown on Yoshiru, but the former PCW World Champion nails his Elite brethren in the forehad with a knee strike. Curtis is staggering as Yoshiru bounces off the ropes... but Curtis from out of nowhere hits Yoshiru with the backbody drop that caused Curtis to go high in the air and drop hard down to the mat. However, Yoshiru gets up quickly and the Elite members are at a stalemate.
DM: A stalemate early! These two know each other very well!
SS: They're the god damn Elite, the greatest group in PCW history!
DM: I believe that's false, Taint! They're good but I think Team Lethality is just better and that's not me saying it because I'm a member and all!
SS: You're biased then!
DM: And you're an idiot! Curtis and Yoshiru lock up in the center of the ring! Curtis takes control and powers Yoshiru down to his knees! However, Yoshiru manages to turn this into a headlock of his own. Yoshiru gets shot into the ropes and once he comes back off the rebound... Curtis knocks him down with a shoulder tackle!
SS: Just because they're teammates, does not mean they will let up on each other!
DM: True! Curtis gets Yoshiru back to his feet and goes for a suplex, but Yoshiru gets out of it! Curtis turns around and Yoshiru kicks him in the gut... and plants him with a snap suplex! Yoshiru now brings Curtis to a seated position... and locks him in a rear chinlock!
SS: Nice! Technical moves! Yoshiru has always been a technical genius!
DM: You got some brown on your nose, Taint! It's clear as day too!
Curtis struggles as Yoshiru applies more pressure here. Referee Jack Payne checks to see if Curtis is still in the match, but "The Aussie Psycho" refuses to give up. Curtis slowly but surely gets back to his feet once Yoshiru floats over into a side headlock. Curtis tries to shoot him off into the ropes... but Yoshiru isn't having any of that as he keeps himself latched onto Curtis with a tight grip. Yoshiru swings his hips, and drives Curtis back to the mat.
SS: Curt knows how to keep Yosh grounded! Yosh is a technical wizard, but Curtis knows his stuff on it too!
DM: Uh huh! He does!
SS: LET'S GO ELITE! LET'S GO!
DM: I really hate being here right now!
SS: Then leave bitch!
Desiree punches Shannon in the jaw.
DM: Don't you dare call me a bitch, you asshole!
Curtis is now back to a seated position and is once more getting back to his feet. Curtis drives the elbow into Yoshiru's gut... and he does it a few more times so Yoshiru can release the side headlock. Curtis rushes at the far ropes and once he comes back off the rebound, Yoshiru goes for a clothesline... but Curtis ducks it and goes off the far ropes once more. As he returns, Yoshiru turns around... and Curtis hits him with a dropkick to take him down.
DM: Curtis with the beautiful dropkick applied to Yoshiru Long!
SS: It really was a thing of beauty! Curt's one of the best in the business by far!
Curtis is back to his feet and wastes no time as he drops an elbow onto the midsection of Yoshiru Long. Curtis gets Yoshiru back to his feet and forces him into the corner. Curtis lands a few lefts and rights before lifting him to the top rope. Curtis follows him up there and goes for a superplex... but Yoshiru blocks it. Curtis goes for it again, but Yoshiru blocks it for a second time. Yoshiru lands a right... and another right before a third right connects and Curtis is knocked off of his perch. Curtis quickly gets back up as Yoshiru gets himself into positiokn to fly... but Curtis leaps up... and hits Yoshiru with the belly to belly from the top rope. Yoshiru is down and Curtis quickly crawls over to him for the first cover of this match up.
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!
Yoshiru kicks out at two! Curtis gets up and he whips himself off of the ropes as Yoshiru sits up... and Curtis hits him with a boot to the face. Curts spreads his arms out which gets a 50/50 reaction from the fans in attendance. Curtis gets Yoshiru back up, kicks him in the gut and goes for The Downward Spiral... but Yoshiru blocks it and turns it into a snap suplex.
DM: Yoshiru turned things around in a hurry! He expecuted a perfectly timed snap suplex onto Curtis Wilkes!
SS: Yosh hasn't missed a beat since his last match six months ago!
DM: Admittedly he looks like he doesn't have any ring rust to him which for him, is a good thing!
SS: Damn right it is!
Yoshiru brings Curtis back to his feet and lifts him in the air with a suplex. Curtis is down and Yoshiru begins to stomp on him. He stands there and smirks at the crowd who's booing him like hell. He gets Curtis back to his feet and boots him in the gut and hits him with another suplex. Yoshiru doesn't let up as he goes to the ground and locks Curtis in a rear chin lock.
DM: Curtis is in trouble right now! He's locked in a rear chin lock by Yoshiru Long!
SS: I know Curt can get out of this! He knows Yoshiru all too well here!
DM: Despite them being all buddy buddy, this has been an exciting contest!
SS: No kidding, and on a great Wrestle Extravaganza card nonetheless!
Yoshiru has the hold locked in, but Curtis gets back to a vertical standing. He elbows Yoshiru in the gut two times to cause some separation. Yoshiru backs away before running up to Curtis... but Curtis ducks it. Yoshiru turns back around, only for Curtis to kick him in the gut... and plant him down with the Sitout Facebuster. And Curtis makes the cover.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THR---NO!!!
DM: Yoshiru gets the shoulder up just before the count of three!
SS: They know each other so well! Curtis knows what Yoshiru will bring to the table and vice versa! It's a chess match in other words!
DM: Mhmm! Interesting!
Curtis looks at Jack Payne with a blank expression on his face before bringing Yoshiru back to his feet. He hits a left jab to Yoshiru... and another. He tries for a third, but Yoshiru catches the left hand and fires back with a right... and another one. Yoshiru then capitalizes with a Discus clothesline to take down his fellow Elite teammate. Yoshiru smirks as he lifts his arm in the air to an earth shattering amount of boos. He pulls Curtis back to his feet and has him in a front facelock position. Yoshiru lifts Curtis up and whips him to the corner. Yoshiru now runs in... and hits a Stinger Splash to the corner. Curtis stumbles out of the far corner and hits the far ropes and hits Curtis with a big boot on the rebound.
SS: Beautiful sequence of moves Yoshiru! That was awesome! Purely awesome!
DM: Jesus! Could you be anymore in love with Yoshiru Long and Curtis Wilkes?
SS: Don't be mad of the Elite's awesomeness! You go enjoy that Team Lethality stuff or whatever it is!
DM: Oh I will! I will enjoy the most accomplished group in PCW history! The only one who has won every single sanctioned title in PCW history!
SS: Still not as good as The Elite!
DM: Whatever fat ass! Yoshiru picks Curtis back up and delivers a boot to the gut and puts Curtis in a torture rack position. He swings them vertical and drops him with a Brainbuster!
SS: WELCOME TO HELL! That's what he calls it! And it was awesome looking!
DM: I'm going to throw up over this! I really am! But we ain't got time for that as Yoshiru shoots the half on Curtis! This could be it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THR---NO!!!!
DM: Curtis KICKS OUT! I thought he had that one!
SS: That was CLOSE! REALLY CLOSE! These guys are putting it out there and it's an even match up!
DM: Yoshiru now looks at Jack Payne with a bit of frustration but he pulls Curtis back to his feet. He lifts Curtis on his shoulders! Hellbringer time?
SS: Nope! Curtis delivers a few elbows to Yoshiru's head to get out of it and fall behind Curtis! Yoshiru now turns around and Curtis leaps up... DIAMOND CUTTER! Curtis with the Diamond Cutter to Yoshiru Long!
DM: But he's not going for the cover here! He has something else in mind as he goes to the top rope and dives off!
SS: THE BEHEADING... NO! Yoshiru moves out of the way at the last second and Curtis is in pain!
DM: While that goes on, Yoshiru gets up and bounces off the ropes and runs towards Curtis' face... SAY GOODNIGHT! The running knee strike to the face of Curtis Wilkes!
SS: That still looks brutal! I don't care what you say about that!
DM: Yoshiru with the cover! This will do it!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
*DING! DING! DING!*
Jimmy Wilkes: Here is your winner of the match by pinfall... YOSHIRU LONG!!!
"Comfortable Liar" by Chevelle hits the arena as Jack Payne raises Yoshiru's arm in victory.
DM: Yoshiru has finally done it! After four tries, he finally defeats Curtis Wilkes in a PCW environment!
SS: We should give a round of applause to both of these great athletes!
DM: They did put on a great contest, that is definitely evident!
Yoshiru stands there and Curtis now is up to his feet. The two members of The Elite stare at one another before shaking hands and raising each others arms in the air to boos from the crowd.
SS: These idiots should be cheering! They showed that their brotherhood is stronger than ever, yet these dumb people are shitting on it!
DM: They're not booing at the hand shake, they're just booing Yoshiru and Curtis which makes a hell of a lot of sense to me!
SS: The Elite are upstanding citizens! They should win every award possible!
DM: Just like you need to remove your lips from their asses! But we're going to another break, we'll be back with more Wrestle Extravaganza IV: Summertime Smash!
**COMMERCIAL BREAK**
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:45:09 GMT -5
The scene opened up inside the General Manager's office, where we see Morgan Simmons getting ready for The World Heavyweight Title Match later in the night. She was already dressed in her referee's attire, and seemed to be going over some sort of plan with herself. Just as she turned to walk out the door, she froze. Someone was already standing there. The camera panned out to reveal Syn, standing right in the door way with a stoic gaze on his face. The two former lovers stare down one another, before Morgan finally broke the tense silence.
Morgan: To what do I owe the pleasure of this little visit, Syn?
While her tone was calm, everyone could feel caution behind it. Syn said nothing as he limped inside, his Cane tapping on the floor with each movement as he closed the door behind him. He then limped over to her, before coming to a stop right in front of her.
Syn: Perhaps you can help me a little by answering a question or two. Just to ease a little paranoia that has been building as of late.
He then began limping again, circling her as he spoke softly.
Syn: You see, back when WKF was still in existence and on relatively decent terms with PCW, James Baker took his first and only visit to the establishment right after the first Pay-Per-View. When he saw the state that most of the wrestlers who competed that night were in, myself included, he was disgusted that Curt Agne would allow them to compete when a good deal of them were clearly in need of time off to deal with their injuries. So, when PCW returned last year, he made a new ruling exclusive to the officials calling the matches. If, at any point during the match, it looks as if the wrestler is unable to compete, the referee is to end the match then and there.
Morgan frowned at this bit of information as Syn continued to slowly circle her.
Morgan: Of course I know of it, I'm the General Manager. It's my job to remind the referees before the show of it.
Not even a second after she admitted this, he stopped in front of her again, his eyes peering right into hers.he continued.
Syn: So, with that in mind, perhaps you could answer me why it is that Mr. Jack Payne did not stop the match when it was painfully clear that I was on death's door?
Morgan glared back defiantly at Syn, now put on the defensive by how this line of questioning was turning out.
Morgan: You know Syn, if I didn't know any better I'd think you were accusing me of something. But you're not that stupid. Not when I'm the not only the one who's officiating your match, but your boss.
Syn paused, then chuckled mirthlessly.
Syn: You're also the person who sanctioned this match a week after I died, with me being in a hospital bed and unable to even move. And the same person who coerced the company doctor to clear me for this match, knowing that I likely should not be cleared for another 4 months at the earliest. And the very same person who wished me dead when she realized that she was used by me in an even more cruel manner than Baker had used you.
Syn's tone became less friendly and calm, and more colder and incisive as he spoke. Morgan attempted to remain calm, but she was noticeably more nervous with each sentence.
Syn: I'm sure that there is a perfectly good reason why all of this evidence against you. But alas...I'm not one for coincidences.
Morgan glared harshly at Syn for that statement.
Morgan: Just....what are you trying to say? You think I did this to you? Turned you into a pathetic little gimp that can't even walk around without the use of a cane?
DM: Morgan's getting a little personal here!
SS: She's saying what's on her mind!
Syn said nothing as she continued speaking. It's clear that Morgan has had much venting to do in regards to this situation.
Morgan: Because I didn't, but you know what? I enjoyed seeing you like that, and you deserved it. You deserved every single bit of it, you bastard! You deserved it for using me! I trained your rat of a protege! I took her ass into MY group! MY family! I gave you a way INTO PWW, PCW, and actually made myself show fucking emotion FOR YOU! And how do you repay me!? You use me! You toss me aside like I meant nothing to you, and worst of all left me for that neon haired bitch-!
SS: OH SHIT!
DM: Morgan just may have signed her death warrant right here, right now!
That was as far as Morgan got in her insults before she felt something cold against her jugular, causing her to go silent. Syn, during her tirade against him, had pulled the blade that was hidden inside of his cane out and was now poised to use it. Syn's eyes were cold as he leaned down slightly to where he was next to her ear, the blade still pressed right against her neck as he hissed into her ear.
Syn: I want you to listen and listen closely Morgan, because I will not repeat myself. As it stands, I intend to make Danielle pay for her part in this situation in not just blood....but with her very LIFE. "Accident" or not, her hands have my blood on them. But should I find that you had any part in this?
Syn's eyes glinted evilly as he pressed the blade a little harder against her throat.
Syn: Well....The very same Tire Iron I took to the back of her head on Rapture two weeks ago? It will be the very same one that I use to crush your throat if you've lied to me here.
Syn slowly moved back away from her, before he placed the blade back into his cane. He gave one final glare, before he turned and limped out of the room. Morgan stood still for a few moments, before she exploded in a fit of rage! She threw all of the items that stood on her desk onto the ground, before she glared in the direction that Syn limped off in, hatred in her eyes as she breathed heavily.
We pan back to ringside where Jimmy Wilkes is getting ready to announce the competitors of our next match up.
Jimmy Wilkes: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the PCW PLATINUM CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd cheers.
Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing the special guest referee!
Psychosocial by Slipknot hits the sound system, and out comes the Assistant General Manager, Jimmy Gambino to a huge amount of boos.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 150 pounds. He is the Assistant General Manager of PCW... JIMMY GAMBINO!!!
He makes his way to the ring with a smirk on his face, and takes his time to curse at the fans. Once he gets to the ring, Jimmy walks up the steps and gets in the ring. He curses at the fans some more before taking his place in the middle of the ring.
Jimmy Wilkes: And now the competitors!
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 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 now the challenger!
The chorus of "Not Listening" hits the P.A system, as the lights turn a dark red. Jay Thunder slowly walks out from behind the curtains, grinning evilly in the direction of the ring. After standing on the stage, looking around the packed arena, he begins his slow walk to the ring area.
Jimmy Wilkes: Making his way to the ring, from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at 180 pounds... "THE DARK HORSE"... JAY THUNDER!!!
Upon arrival, he takes a quick jump-step and slides into the ring, running. He stands up, looking towards the stage, awaiting the bell.
*DING! DING! DING!*
The match begins, and Reaper connects with the Super kick before going for the pin!
DM: Reaper with the Super kick! Could this match be over already!?
SS: No way! Jimmy's not going to let Retard win this match!
DM: His name is Reaper, dumbass! but you might be right about that.
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Jay kicks out.
SS: Retard will have to do more than that.
DM: Shut up, Taint!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex, he then lifts Jay back to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before turning Jay over, and locking in the Crossface! Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jay STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Jay a clean break, lifts Jay to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT, he then begins stalking Jay. Jay gets to his hands and knees, and Reaper runs into the ropes, runs back at Jay, and connects with a punt to the side of the head before kneeling down, and delivering punches to the face. He connects with about seven punches, he then lifts Jay to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, and waiting for Jay to get back to his feet. Jay eventually gets back to his feet, and Reaper leaps off, and connects with a diving clothesline, he then lifts Jay to his feet, and Irish whips him into one of the turnbuckles before climbing to the second turnbuckle, and delivering punches to the face, forcing Gambino to start the five count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Reaper connects with about ten punches, he then hops off the turnbuckle, drags Jay to the middle of the ring, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a Butterfly suplex before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay 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 Jay a clean break, and waits for him to get to his feet. Jay eventually uses to ropes to pull himself to his feet, and Reaper runs at him, and connects with a clothesline sending both Jay and himself over the top rope, and to the floor, forcing Gambino to start a ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, and connects with a scoop slam before sliding in the ring, he then waits for Jay to get back to his feet.
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Jay eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs into the ropes on the other side of the ring, runs back at Jay, and connects with a suicide dive, forcing Gambino to restart the ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, and sends him head first into the barricade, he then slides in the ring before rolling back to the outside, forcing Gambino to restart the ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex.
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, and slides him in the ring before sliding in the ring himself, he then lifts Jay back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before turning Jay over, and locking in the Ankle lock! Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jay STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper releases the hold, lifts Jay to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, and connects with a sidewalk slam, he then lifts Jay back 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 Jay to his feet, and connects with the Soul Breaker Version 3 before going for the pin!
DM: SOUL BREAKER!!!! Could this be it!?
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: Jay kicks out at two.
SS: YES!!! Come on Jay!
Reaper locks in a rear chin lock. Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, and eventually fights out of it by delivering elbows to the midsection, he then connects with a dropkick. Reaper gets to his feet, and Jay jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Reaper gets back to his feet, and Jay connects with a kick to the head, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a DDT before waiting for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Jay connects with a enzuigiri, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before connecting with a knee drop to the face, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about ten stomps before waiting for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard hurricanrana, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, and connects with a suplex before connecting with a leg drop, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about eleven stomps, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then connects with a elbow drop to the face before waiting for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with a enzuigiri, he then waits for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Jay connects with another enzuigiri before lifting Reaper to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a piledriver, he then connects with a knee drop to the face before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, and connects with the Double Knee Facebreaker before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!! *kickout*
DM: YES!! Kick out at two!
Jay waits for Reaper to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay goes for a kick to the head, but Reaper catches his foot, takes him down, and locks in the Figure 4 leg lock! Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jay STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottum rope. Reaper fives Jay a clean break, lifts him to his feet, drags him to the middle of the ring, performs the Death Roll, and connects with ten suplexes before going out to the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, leaping off, and connecting with the Diving elbow drop! he then lifts Jay to his feet, and connects with a backbreaker before lifting Jay back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a Russian leg sweep, he then begins delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about fifteen stomps before lifting Jay to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a swinging neckbreaker, he then lifts Jay 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 another turnbuckle before running at him, and connecting with another Reaper splash, he then drags Jay to the middle of the ring, and Irish whips him into the ropes. Jay runs back at Reaper, and Reaper catches him with a big boot before lifting Jay to his feet, and connecting with a uppercut, he then lifts Jay back to his feet, and connects with a scoop powerslam before locking in a surfboard stretch. Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, and Reaper evnetually loses his grip, and releases the hold, he then goes out to the apron, and waits for Jay to get to his feet. Jay eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper springboards off the top rope, and connects with a springboard clothesline before lifting Jay back to his feet, and connecting with the Chokeslam! he then lifts Jay back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with the Soul Breaker before going for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: Well. You can't say Jimmy is being a biased ref. Retard almost got the win there.
DM: Come on, Taint! You and I know that's bull shit! Jimmy is just waiting for the right moment to screw Reaper over!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, and goes for a scoop slam, but Jay reverses it into a headscissors takedown. Reaper gets to his feet, and Jay jumps up, and connects with a hurricanrana. Reaper gets back to his feet, and Jay jumps up, and connects with another hurricanrana. Reaper gets back to his feet again, and Jay connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard dropkick before delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about eight stomps, he then begins delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about eleven stomps before connecting with a elbow drop to the face, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with a suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then begins delivering stomps to the back of the head. He connects with about twelve stomps before turning Reaper over, and delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about fifteen stomps, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with a enzuigiri before connecting with a knee drop to the back of the head, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with a kick to the head before lifting Reaper back to his feet, getting behind him, and connecting with a back suplex, he then connects with a leg drop before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, he then lifts Reaper back 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 Jay runs into the ropes, runs back at Reaper, and connects with a running dropkick to the side of the head, he then goes to the corner, and signals for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay runs at him, and connects with the Running Super kick before going for the pin!
SS: FUCK YEAH!!! Now Retard knows what it's like to receive the Super kick! This match is over!
DM: He's received them before, dumbass!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: WHAT THE FUCK!? Why didn't Jimmy count faster!?
DM: How should I know! Maybe he's still waiting for the right time to screw Reaper over!
Jay lifts Reaper to his feet, and goes for a suplex, but Reaper reverses it into a suplex of his own, he then lifts Jay to his feet, and connects with a sidewalk slam before delivering stomps to the left leg. He connects with about ten stomps, he then lifts Jay to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before locking in a single leg Boston Crab. Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay 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 Jay 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 piledriver, he then lifts Jay back to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a half nelson suplex before locking in the Figure 4 leg lock! Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jay STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Jay 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 waits for Jay to get back to his feet. Jay eventually gets back to his feet, and Reaper connects with a enzuigiri before waiting for Jay to get back to his feet again. Jay eventually gets back to his feet, and Reaper runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard crossbody, he then lifts Jay to his feet, and connects with a belly to belly suplex before lifting Jay back to his feet, and connecting with a scoop powerslam, he then lifts Jay back to his feet again, gets behind him, and connects with a German suplex before turning Jay over, and locking in the Crossface! Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jay STILL refuses to give up, and begins making his way to the ropes. It takes a moment, but he eventually gets to the ropes, and grabs the bottom rope. Reaper gives Jay 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 swinging neckbreaker, he then lifts Jay back to his feet, and connects with the Spinebuster before pandering to the fans!
DM: Reaper is playing up to the crowd! I think we may know what's coming up next!
SS: Fuck! Not that retarded leg drop he always does!
Reaper runs into the ropes, runs into the ropes on the other side of the ring, runs back at Jay, and connects with the Reapist's leg drop before going for the pin!
DM: Fuck yeah! Reapist's leg drop! This match could be over!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
SS: Yes! Come on Jay! You can do it!
Reaper lifts Jay to his feet, gets behind him, and goes for a back suplex, but Jay fights out of it by doing a back flip, lands on his feet behind Reaper, and connects with a back suplex of his own, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with a enzuigiri before waiting for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Jay connects with a spinning wheel kick, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, gets behind him, and connects with a back suplex before lifting Reaper back to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then connects with a elbow drop to the back of the head before delivering stomps to the back of the head. He connects with about twelve stomps, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard hurricanrana before waiting for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Jay runs into the ropes, springboards off the ropes, and connects with a springboard dropkick, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with a suplex 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 piledriver before connecting with a leg drop, he then begins delivering stomps to the left arm. He connects with about ten stomps before lifting Reaper to his feet, and connecting with a scoop slam, 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 Jay connects with a enzuigiri, he then lifts Reaper back to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with a piledriver before delivering a stomp to the midsection, forcing Reaper to sit up, holding his stomach in pain, he then runs into the ropes, runs back at Reaper, and connects with a running dropkick to the face before delivering stomps to the face. He connects with about eleven stomps, he then waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with a kick to the head before lifting Reaper to his feet, delivering a kick to the midsection, and connecting with a DDT, he then turns Reaper over, goes out to the apron, climbs to the top turnbuckle, leaps off, and connects with the Diving elbow drop to the face before going for the pin!
SS: Stick a fork in the Retard! This match is over!
DM: We'll see about that, fatass!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: YES!!! Come on, Reaper! You can do it! Keep that title where it belongs!
SS: Around Bella's big titties?
DM: No, you fucking perv! In Team Lethality!
SS: Alright! Calm down, woman! Damn! The title probably don't even fit around those things anyways.
Desiree punches Taint.
SS: AAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!!! What was that for!?
DM: For being a fucking perv toward members of Team Lethality as well as some of our mothers!
Jay lifts Reaper to his feet, delivers a kick to the midsection, and connects with the T-D-T before going for the pin!
SS: Yeah! Jay hits the T-D-T! This one has to be over!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Reaper still has some fight left in him!
A frustrated look crosses Jay's face as the crowd erupts with cheers over the kickout, he then goes to the outside, forcing Gambino to start a ten count.
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Jay looks around the ring.
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
Jay grabs a steel chair and slides back in the ring, Gambino warns Jay that if he uses that chair, he will be disqualified, but Jay ignores him, and waits for Reaper to get to his feet. It takes a moment, but Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with a chair shot to the head. Gambino goes to tell the timekeeper to ring the bell, but all of a sudden, a evil smirk crosses Gambino's face, and turns around, and begins laughing as the crowd boos loudly.
DM: Damn! This is what Jimmy has been waiting for! This is how Reaper is going to get screwed over!
SS: I love it! Retard deserves this!
DM: Fuck you, Jimmy! and fuck you too, Taint!
SS: Oh how I wish you would fuck me, Desiree.
DM: Do you want me to punch you again?
SS: .............No.
DM: Then shut the fuck up!
Jay waits for Reaper to get to his feet. Reaper eventually gets to his feet, and Jay connects with another chair shot before waiting for Reaper to get back to his feet. Reaper eventually gets back to his feet, and Jay connects with a third chair shot, he then drops the steel chair, lifts Reaper to his feet, and connects with the Thunder Driver on the steel chair before going for the pin!
SS: It really is over for Retard this time! No way he is going to kick out of this!
DM: This makes me sick! Reaper has been screwed over by that piece of shit Jimmy Gambino!
SS: Jimmy is a great guy!
DM: Shut up, Taint!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Suddenly, Gambino stops counting, and a confused look crosses his face. Jay gives Gambino a confused look of his own, and asks him "what the hell he is doing", but Gambino just ignores Jay, goes to the outside, and makes his way to the backstage area to cheers from the crowd.
SS: What the fuck!? What the hell are you doing, Jimmy!? Get back here, and count to three! What the fuck is he doing, Desiree!?
DM: The hell if I know, Fatass!
Jay gets frustrated, and yells "I have this match one Get me a fucking ref out here! I earned this win!". Suddenly, a ref runs to the ring, slides in the ring, and Jay goes for the pin!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE!!! NO!!! *kickout*
DM: Reaper kicks out! Reaper kicks out! Reaper kicks out!
SS:.............Damn..........Just damn.
The crowd erupts with cheers over the kickout, and Jay gets frustrated, and begins yelling at the ref, he then lifts Reaper to his feet, and goes for another Thunder Driver, but Reaper fights out of it, lands on his feet behind Jay, turns Jay around, and connects with the Chokeslam! he then goes to the corner, and signals for Jay to get to his feet!
DM: We know what this is! Reaper is about to break Jay in half with a Black Hole Gore!
SS: Damnit! Come on, Jay! Move out of the way!
It takes a moment, but Jay eventually gets to his feet, and Reaper runs at him, and connects with the Black Hole Gore before locking in the Lock of Death version 2!
DM: Reaper has the Lock of Death locked in! I think we're about to see the end of this match.
SS: NO!!! Come on, Jay! Get to the ropes!
Jay refuses to give up, so Reaper puts more pressure on the hold, but Jay still refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even more pressure on the hold, but Jay STILL refuses to give up, so Reaper puts even MORE pressure on the hold, and Jay 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... and STILL PCW PLATINUM CHAMPION... RYAN... "THE REAPER"... ROBINSON!!!
"Chop Suey" by System Of A Down hits and the crowd cheers as Reaper is handed the PCW Platinum Championship.
DM: REAPER DID IT! HE'S STILL THE PLATINUM CHAMPION!
SS: NO! Jimmy fucked everything up! He fucked it all up! What bullshit that was!
DM: I am wondering why Jimmy walked out, but this was fair and square!
SS: It's bullshit! He's going to have to deal with Morgan and she's not going to be happy!
DM: You may have a point there, fatty!
Reaper celebrates with the Platinum Championship and rolls out of the ring where he slaps hands with the fans before walking behind the curtain. Afterwards, we go to a commercial break.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:45:53 GMT -5
Another October means another fall season where the weather gets colder!
The football season will be in full effect and the MLB will have it's playoffs going on!
While in PCW land... we have another case... of Anarchy!
The famed all hardcore event comes back to life for one night!
Tables, Ladders, Chairs, Barbed wire, cages, anything and everything is allowed!
Last year's Anarchy was full of violence!
This year's promises more of the same!
Minneapolis, Minnesota is the sight for such chaos and blooshed!
PCW Presents: Anarchy
October 12th, 2013 We come back from the break and the camera pans to the announce table.DM: It's coming back once more! PCW's Anarchy, live, October 12th only on pay-per-view! SS: I loved last year's event and the first one which was PCW's very first pay-per-view event! DM: Anarchy has produced some very good moments, like last year where Heather Monroe shocked the world and became the PCW World Heavyweight Champion by replacing Michael Morrison and defeating Syn, Yoshiru Long and Curtis Wilkes inside Hell in a Cell! SS: Or the first one where Mariano Fernandez defeated "The Nitemare" Rob Osbourne in what we all consider to be the TRUE main event of the program! DM: Another good moment! And this year's event will promise the same! SS: I cannot wait for this one! DM: Neither can I, but coming up next, it's that time! The main event of the evening where Danielle Lopez defends the PCW World Heavyweight Championship against Syn! SS: It's going to be a war! Syn's out for revenge, Danielle wants to keep the title and Morgan's the referee! DM: Ugh! She's the wildcard in all of this! But nonetheless, let's send it down to the introductions! As Desiree and Saint are done hyping up the match. "Duality" by Slipknot hits, the lights dim and smoke starts to fill the arena as Syn creeps onto the stage, a sick smile on his face and the crowd gives a mixed reaction with mostly boos. He stands up straight and and slowly walks down to the ring with his hands clasped behind his back. He creeps up the steel steps and enters the ring, he leans against the ropes as he awaits for the match to begin.DM: There's Syn and you have to believe that he is not at one hundred percent! SS: Pretty much! He struggled to get into the ring! He's not that far off from surgery to get himself a brand new eye! He shouldn't even be back yet here he is in a PCW ring! DM: We're waiting the arrival of the PCW World Heavyweight Champion, Danielle Lopez! 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 belt in the air with the Spiked Out Baseball bat in her left hand while the hood of her jacket resides above her head and her face is in serious mode as she looks to be ready for action.DM: Here's Danielle, and she took her lumps two weeks ago with the vicious chair shot and being put through a glass table! SS: That she did and we're not even sure what condition she's in at the moment! 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, takes off her jacket and waits for the match to begin with an intense and focused expression on her face while she holds the title on her shoulder.DM: And now... we wait for the idiot to come out here! "Du Hast" by Rammstein hits and the crowd goes to boos. Morgan Simmons walks out onto the stage with her LPW Women's Championship on her left shoulder and the PWW Womens Championship on her right shoulder and the PW Championship around her waist. She looks at the crowd before beginning her ascent down the ramp. She slowly walks down and looks at the crowd with a huge smirk on her face. She hops on the apron and steps in-between the ropes. She hops on the top turnbuckle and looks at the crowd with disdain on her face before shouting obscenities at them. She hops off, hands all three of her titles to the ringside attendant and stands in the middle of the ring with both Syn and Danielle occasionally glaring at her as they glare at each other.Jimmy Wilkes: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your MAIN EVENT match up of WRESTLE EXTRAVAGANZA IV: SUMMERTIME SMASH, and it scheduled for ONE FALL... and it is for the PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!! The crowd cheers loudly.Jimmy Wilkes: Your referee in charge for tonight is the General Manager of Premium Championship Wrestling and the Pride Wrestling Champion... MORGAN SIMMONS! The crowd boos as loud as they can as Morgan stands there unfazed.Jimmy Wilkes: Introducing first, the challenger, He hails from Parts Unknown! He weighed in this morning at 216 pounds! He is a former PCW World Heavyweight Champion, a former PCW World Tag Team Champion and the leader of The Disciples of Syn... "THE MASTER OF SHADOWS"... SYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYNNNNNNN!!! The crowd gives off a mixed reaction for Syn, mostly boos though.Jimmy Wilkes: Jimmy Wilkes: And now the champion! She is from San Diego, California! She is the longest reigning PCW Broadcast Champion at 240 days, a former PCW Brawl Champion, she was one half of the first and only PCW Women's Tag Team Champions and she is a member of the PCW Hall of Fame. She is the leader of Team Lethality and the current reigning and defending PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "THE LETHAL LATINA"... DANIELLLLLLLLLLLLE LOPEZ!!! The crowd cheers very loudly as Danielle looks at the crowd and raises the PCW World Heavyweight Championship in the air. She plants a kiss on her title before giving it to Morgan Simmons, but briefly doesn't let go as she stares a hole into the General Manager of PCW.DM: There's enough tension here that can be cut with a knife! And I'm not surprised! Morgan's a shady individual! Morgan holds up the PCW World Heavyweight Championship before giving it to the ringside attendant and signaling for the bell to ring.*DING! DING! DING!*DM: And here we go! Our main event of the evening is now underway! SS: It's going to be a rocket buster! That's for damn sure! Danielle and Syn look at each other with fury in their eyes. Danielle goes for a test of strength and Syn obliges, but gets the early advantage with a side headlock. Syn has control but Danielle shoves Syn off into the ropes. Syn comes back off the rebound... and hits Danielle with a high knee to the face. Danielle gets back up and Syn now lands a few rights and lefts to the face. He backs Danielle into the corner and starts hitting more lefts and rights. Morgan Simmons stands there and isn't doing anything about it.DM: Umm... usually the referee would break it up, but Morgan Simmons isn't no ordinary referee! SS: The hell are you trying to imply? Morgan's a saint, she's an angel! DM: What a load of bullshit, Taint! If Morgan's an angel, then I'm the god damn Queen of England! Angel my ass! Syn has Danielle against the turnbuckle and now begins to drive his right shoulder into the midsection of the PCW World Champion. Syn backs away, glares at Morgan for a bit before allowing Danielle to get out of the corner. They lock up and Syn drives a few knees into Danielle's gut. Danielle lets out a gasp of air as she falls to her knees. Syn doesn't let up and delivers a hard kick to the ribs of "The Lethal Latina".DM: Good god! That had to hurt! Could have heard that all the way in the back! It didn't sound pretty! SS: It hasn't even looked pretty either! Danielle hasn't gotten out of the box yet, which usually she dominates the opening part of a match! DM: That is odd, but this isn't a normal match either! Syn's more enraged as usual and you have a corrupt idiot as the referee! Syn stays on Danielle as she kicks her in the side of the head to cause her to drop down to the canvas. Danielle tries to get herself back to a vertican standing, but Syn drops her down with another kick to the head. Danielle starts to crawl over towards the ropes but Syn is proving to be relented as he gets Danielle onto her back and starts choking her with the bottom of his boot while using the top rope for leverage. Danielle is struggling underneath Syn's boot and Morgan's standing there watching with a smirk on her face.DM: Oh come the fuck on, Morgan! You're supposed to be fair and fucking balance you stupid bitch! SS: She's letting them go! She's not like most of these scrawny ass refs! DM: Absolutely! She's an idiotic bitch who has a weight problem! SS: Can't you say anything nice about her? DM: No! And I'm five seconds away from hitting you in the face if you keep on annoying me about this! Syn lets up and allows Danielle to get to her feet. Danielle gets up and Syn rushes towards her... and clotheslines her over the top rope and causes her to crash down to the mat below. Syn watches as Danielle starts to get to her feet. Once she's up, Syn bounces off the ropes and goes back... and hits Danielle with a baseball slide that causes Danielle to go back first into the barricade. Danielle is down further and Syn is a bit slow to get up himself, having a bit of ring rust and still coming off of major injury. Syn grabs Danielle and slams her head first into the steel steps. He does it over and over again before allowing Danielle to fall back to the floor.DM: Syn's still beating the hell out of Danielle! He's in complete control here! SS: This might be one of the more violent matches he'll have! He certainly has more motivation but I did notice that he is a bit weaker in his approach! DM: Well regardless of his condition, he's still dishing out the punishment! Syn gets Danielle back up and slides her into the ring before sliding in after her. Syn raises Danielle back to a vertical standing, kicks her in the gut and goes for a snap suplex... but Danielle gets behind Syn. Syn turns around and Danielle hits him with a forearm to the face... and a second one before she starts delivering a various amount of kicks to the ribs of her challenger. Syn gets knocked back a few inches and Danielle lunges forward and dropkicks Syn back first into the corner. Danielle gets back to her feet, holding her ribs in pain, but she starts running towards Syn... and dropkicks him in the face to cause him to fall face first to the mat. Danielle turns Syn onto his back for the cover and Morgan begins the count... but slowly.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!DM: Syn kicks out, but that was a slow count by Morgan! SS: It was a normal count! I saw it with my own eyes! She's being fair! DM: Take off those rose tinted glasses and look into reality! Morgan Simmons does not want Danielle to walk out of Wrestle Extravaganza with the PCW World Heavyweight Championship! She's dead set on taking it away from her! Danielle glares at Morgan and tells her to count faster. Danielle gets Syn to a seated position and starts delivering some well placed kicks to the spine of Syn, with each kick being more lethal than ever. Danielle has a smirk on her face before she locks Syn in a headlock. Danielle puts more pressure on the hold and tries for a rear naked choke, but Syn is blocking this. Syn gets back to his feet with Danielle on his back... and he drops Danielle down on her with an Electric Chair drop, but Syn isn't immediately getting up to his feet as he looks drained.DM: It's relatively early, but you have to wonder just what Syn's condition truly was heading into this match up and who in their right mind would clear him to compete! SS: He's still dangerous, but this isn't the normal Syn we are accustomed to! He looks a bit... sluggish! DM: I'm not going to say sluggish! He's just rusty and still hasn't gotten his wind back! Syn gets up and almost goes for a pin, but he elects not to do that. He props Danielle into the corner and unleshes some more rights and lefts to the side of her head. Syn now slides out of the ring, grabs a steel chair before sliding back in. Syn has it in his hands and as Danielle stumbles out, Syn goes to waffle Danielle in the skull with the chair... NO! Danielle ducked it and appears behind Syn. Danielle then dropkicks Syn into the turnbuckle and the chair flies out of his hand and appears right in front of her.DM: Dani's got a chance to do some damage! Should she risk this? SS: She might have a get out of jail free card as a disqualification will have her keep the title, but she knows this is wrong! DM: I don't know! The Danielle of old wouldn't do this, but this Danielle... I'm not sure! Danielle looks at the chair and then at Syn who's face first into the turnbuckle. She smirks and picks up the chair before walking towards Syn. She looks at Morgan and mouths off "disqualify me, bitch" before smacking Syn hard in the back with the chair. Morgan just stands there and watches the situation. Danielle stares at Morgan with intent in her eyes before focusing back to Syn and cracking him in the back once more with the chair before dropping it down to the ground.DM: Good god! Danielle with two thundering shots to Syn with that chair... and Morgan didn't do a thing! SS: I'm... I'm surprised! But then again, Morgan doesn't want Danielle leaving with the title and a disqualification would have ensured that! DM: Good point, but she let Syn get away with some things too! I guess this is basically a no disqualification match with Morgan doing fuck all to enforce the rules! Danielle smirks rather evil like and the crowd likes what she has done. She now starts unleashing more kicks to Syn's back, being very aggressive. She turns Syn over to his back and grabs the chair before driving the chair into his ribs before dropping it in the middle of the ring. She motions for Syn to get back to his feet. She stands there waiting kind of impatiently. Syn slowly gets to his feet and is in the center of the ring. Danielle quickly charges towards him, grabs him by the head and hits a 180º spinning facebuster onto the steel chair.DM: THE LETHAL CURSE! Danielle hit Syn with The Lethal Curse onto the steel chair! SS: Syn's head bounced off wickedly! That had to hurt like hell! DM: Dani's not wasting anytime as she has another cover! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!SS: Nope! Syn kicks out! DM: Come on, Morgan! Count it fair! You know damn well that was a slow count! SS: She's letting both of them fight! I don't think you can call that unfair! DM: She is being unfair! She's not counting properly for Danielle! Danielle is getting a bit frustrated and glares at Morgan who mockingly waves at her. She gets Syn back up to his feet. She nails Syn with a kick to the abdomen... and a second... and a third one. She goes for a fourth, but Syn catches it, pokes Danielle in the eye and follows up with a wicked DDT! Syn sees the chair and picks it up. As Danielle starts to get up, he raises it up... and hits Danielle in the back with it to take her back down to the mat. Syn starts hitting Danielle with the chair over and over again until it's nearly of no use. Syn gets Danielle back to her feet and looks at her as he tilts his head sideways.SS: This is the end of Danielle's reign! This is it! Syn goes for The Killing Joke... but Danielle blocks it, and hits Syn with a hangman like neckbreaker. Danielle shakes off the cobwebs and gets to the top rope. She waits for Syn to get back to his feet. Once Syn gets back up, Danielle dives off... but Syn catches her, and nails Danielle with a powerbomb to the mat. Danielle is down, but Syn's also out of it. As Morgan was about to implement the ten count, Syn just manages to get to his feet. He slowly gets to Danielle and drags her to the middle of the ring, slowly. He has the leg... and he locks in the STF!DM: STF! Syn's got the STF locked in! SS: This is the actual hold, not the shitty one that the no talent hack from that company in Stamford, Connecticut uses! DM: Good point! If you want properly done wrestling holds and wrestlers with more than five moves... PCW is that very place to be! Syn has the hold locked in and Danielle is trying every which way to get out of this. She starts to wiggle to get Syn off of her. She wiggles to her left side... and manages to get Syn onto his back, but that only has one of Danielle's legs free. Danielle puts her free leg onto the ropes and Syn keeps the hold locked in. Morgan stands there and allows Syn to continue to apply pressure despite any normal referee implementing the five count in this situation.DM: COME THE FUCK ON! She has the FUCKING ROPES! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU MORGAN?! SS: You implied that this is basically a no disqualification match and I'd say it is with Morgan not doing a damn thing there! Syn eventually releases the hold and slowly gets back to his feet. Instead of following up, he takes the time to rest as he's drained of much of his energy at this stage of the match. While he's resting, Danielle props herself up in the corner and tries to recover. Syn having somewhat recovers, notices and charges towards Danielle in the corner... but Danielle sees it coming and hits Syn with a drop toe hold slamming his face into the second turnbuckle. Danielle doesn't waist time as she back away and then dropkicks Syn in the back of the head to drop him back down. Danielle drags Syn away from the ropes before going to the top herself. She looks down at Syn and smirks before diving off...DM: WONDER WOMAN! Danielle with the Corkscrew 450 Splash to Syn! SS: I'll admit, that's a damn good move! Even though I hate Danielle Lopez! DM: She's very likeable! I'm biased as she's a good friend of mine! Both Danielle and Syn are down on the mat and the idiot... I mean Morgan, begins the ten count! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!
FOUR!!!!
FIVE!!!!
SIX!!!!
SEVEN!!!!
EIGHT!!!!Syn and Danielle aren't even to their feet and Morgan stops the count to allow them up to their feet so the match doesn't end in a draw.DM: Morgan apparently doesn't want the match to end in that way and for once, the dumb bitch makes the right decision! SS: She's not a dumb bitch! She's a charming lady! Why can't you respect her? DM: It's like the golden rule! Do unto others as others do unto you! She hasn't shown anybody in PCW respect so why the fuck should we show the same to her? SS: Because she's the boss! DM: That means nothing to me in all honesty! Syn and Danielle eventually get to their feet. The two of them waste little time as they start exchanging strikes. Danielle lands a kick to the ribs of Syn... but Syn counters with a right to Danielle's cranium. The champion and challenger go back and forth on the striking. Syn goes for another right... but Danielle ducks it and continues her flury of kicks to "The Master of Shadows". Syn's reeling here, and Danielle takes advantage by leaping up... and hitting Syn with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors to take her down.DM: Tilt-a-whirl headscissors! Dani's getting back in control here! But can she keep it up? SS: I hope not! I want her to lose! Danielle grabs Syn and gets him to his feet. Danielle whips herself off of the ropes and lunges at Syn... and hits her with a Hurricanrana! The World Champion has the crowd behind her and they start chanting her name. Danielle stays focused as she steps out onto the apron. Once Syn is back to his feet, Danielle leaps off the center of the ropes... and she hits Syn with a Springboard Hurricanrana. Syn gets to a seated position as Danielle immediately whips herself off the ropes. She comes back... and hits Syn with a low dropkick to the face. She immediately hooks the leg for the cover.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!DM: Syn kicks out just before the count of three! And for once, the idiot counted right! SS: She's a fair ref! Better than all the iditos who are on the pay roll! DM: You're a complete moron if you don't see it the right way! Danielle gets Syn back to his feet. Syn is groggy out on his feet. Danielle kicks Syn in the gut and hooks him in position before going for it...DM: DA XTREME KNOCKOUT! Danielle hit Syn with James Baker's finishing move! SS: Shit! This isn't good! DM: Dani's got the cover again! She can retain the title here! ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
THRE---NO!!!!SS: Thank fucking god! My heart was racing! Oh my god that was extremely close! DM: No shit! And judging from what I'm seeing, Syn's forehead is bleeding after that Da Xtreme Knockout! Danielle sits there in disbelief, knowing full well she had the three count. Danielle gets Syn to a position in the ring before she runs to the second rope and backflips off of it... LIONSAULT! NO! Syn moved out of the way, but fortunately for Danielle, she lands on her feet. Syn gets back to his feet and Danielle runs to him, but Syn stops her with a kick to the gut. He places Danielle in a Staight Jacket position before hitting it...DM: THE KILLING JOKE! SYN WITH THE KILLING JOKE! HE JUST MAY HAVE THIS ONE! SS: COME ON SYN! You can do this! DM: But he's not going for the cover! I don't understand why SS: He has revenge on his mind! Syn gets Danielle back to her feet. He hits her with a few rights to the face. He goes for a spinning backfist, but Danielle ducks it. Syn turns around and Danielle runs towards him... and hits him with a Monkey Flip. Danielle goes back on the apron, leaps on the center of the ropes... and hits Syn with the Springboard 450 Splash. She has the leg hooked as Morgan goes to count the fall.ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!
NO!!!!DM: Oh come on! That was a slow count! SS: Okay I'll admit it this time! That could have been a little faster! DM: Danielle is now back to her feet after that near fall! The crowd is cheering loudly! I think you know what's coming! Danielle's going to retain her title! SS: NO! For the love of god, NO! This can't be happening! Danielle nods her head and then stomps her foot on the ground about five times as she waits for Syn to get to his feet so she can hit him with Potential Brain Damage - BUT, suddenly, the lights go out in the arena.DM: THE LIGHTS! THE LIGHTS ARE OUT! SS: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?! I CAN'T SEE! DM: You couldn't see to begin with! There's a lot of commotion over the lights being out. When they come back up, Syn's still down on the mat, but Morgan's down as well. Danielle is to her feet, shocked that Morgan's down as well. Behind Danielle, stands Terrell Ryder, who has the Spiked Out Baseball Bat in his hand. Danielle turns around - AND TERRELL BLASTS HER IN THE HEAD WITH THE SPIKED BAT TO TAKE HER DOWN! He throws the bat out of the ring and stands over her with hatred in his eyes to huge boos from the crowd.DM: WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME HERE! SS: The BOSS just laid out Danielle! My respect for T-Dogg has risen up considerably! Danielle is down and blood starts to pour from her forehead. Syn and Morgan are also down and none of the three are moving at all. After a few moments, Terrell drags Syn's lifeless body and places his arm on top of Danielle for a cover. He lightly taps on Morgan's shoulder before getting out of the ring and walking up the ramp. At this point, Morgan "miraculously" recovers and sees the cover before signaling for the bell to ring.DING DING DINGDM: WHAT?! Why did the bell ring? SS: I don't know! I'm just as confused as everybody in this building! Jimmy Wilkes, who is confused, reluctantly gets on the microphone to announce the decision.Jimmy Wilkes: [nervously] Um... ladies and gentlemen. Y-y-your winner of the match... and NEW PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... SYN!!! DM: WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?! THIS IS A FUCKING JOKE! SS: Syn's the champ now! He got this! DM: THIS IS A DAMN SHAME! THIS IS COMPLETE AND TOTAL BULLSHIT! THERE WAS NO THREE COUNT MADE! NONE AT ALL! SS: All's fair and love and title chases! DM: DANIELLE WAS ROBBED! SHE GOT SCREWED! PLAIN AND SIMPLE! Morgan Simmons yanks the PCW World Heavyweight Championship from the stagehand and gives it to Syn who has a wary expression on his face as he's surprised at what just happened, while Danielle lays there in a pool of her own blood, likely not aware of what just happened.DM: I'm... I'm at a loss of words right now! I know Morgan would stoop low, but not like this! This is FUCKING BULLSHIT! Syn looked down at the World Title, before slowly looking back at Morgan as he used the ropes to attempt to stand up. There was a rare look of confusion on his face as he seemed to ask what happened. Morgan, instead of answering him, walked over to him and rose his hand in victory. Syn shook his head and calmly yanked his hand away from her, before asking again what happened. The two then began arguing as Morgan told Syn not to worry about it. DM: I don't think that Syn is too happy with winning this match or the belt! SS: I don't see why! She just made him PCW's first Multi Time World Heavyweight Champion! Why wouldn't he want that over revenge?! Syn had finally had enough and limped over to the other side of the ring, before he asked the time keeper to replay the final moments of the match. The time keeper did as Syn asked, and Syn watched as last several minutes of the match were replayed.SS: Syn's finding out about what happened! He has no clue! DM: What a shame this is! I'm disgusted! After it was over, Syn stood stoically for a few moments. He didn't move, he didn't blink, he did nothing as the crowd booed all around him at what they had just saw. Finally, his head snapped in Morgan's direction, and a look of pure rage was on his face as he slowly stalked closer to her, hissing that she has cost him his revenge. Morgan backed up slightly as Syn came closer to her, not expecting this reaction from him as he backed her into a corner.DM: Syn looks like he's about to make good on his promise to end somebody in this match! SS: DON'T DO IT, SYN! SHE GAVE YOU THE TITLE! SHE GAVE YOU THE BELT! Syn stares at Morgan with fury in his eyes and from there, we...Fade to Black.(c)2013 Premium Championship Wrestling. All Rights Reserved. Premium Championship Wrestling and its likeness is (c)2013 Baker-Money Ryder Productions, Inc.
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Post by Papi El Sueno on Aug 17, 2013 14:46:20 GMT -5
And here's the credits, yo! You know what to do! Intro: Me Scars Cup: Me Smith Jones interview segment: Dennis (Smith) Duvall vs. Lone Ranger: Mariano The Design attack Lone Ranger: Liam Paul Blair appearance: Travis (Paul Blair) Brian Stryker vs. Izurat Karr vs. Lekkter tha Lunatik vs. Aurora Rose: Reaper Brytain and Syn segment: Allie and Tom Izzy vs. Draven: Mariano Post Match: Travis (Paul Blair) Damon and Nathan seg: Nathan Matthews vs. Nightrain: Reaper Danielle Lopez Interview: Danielle Mariah/Rachel vs. Reyna/Angelina: Reaper Syn and Reaper segment: Tom Brytain vs. Smith: Me Post Match: Dennis (Smith) Crystal Alvarez segment: Danielle Curtis Wilkes vs. Yoshiru Long: Me Syn and Morgan segment: Tom Reaper vs. Jay: Reaper Danielle vs. Syn: Me (Danielle wrote the end of the match) Ending: Tom
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