Overdrive - Cleveland, Ohio (06/21/12) Jun 21, 2012 20:00:11 GMT -4
Post by President Jeff on Jun 21, 2012 20:00:11 GMT -4
Overdrive comes to air to a shot of President Jeff sat behind his desk. In the corner his face is reflected in the television showing Overdrive live on it. The camera pulls back to reveal Kurt Noble seated in front of it as the crowd roar from inside of the arena can be heard.
President Jeff: Are you sure about this Kurt?
Noble: Taking down the Sindicate? Yeah!
President Jeff fixes Kurt with a glare.
President Jeff: You know what I’m talking about Kurt. There are other people who could step into the ring with you and are probably a lot more qualified: John Dionysus, Xtreme champion, Keaton Saint former Extreme Tournament runner up …
This time it’s Kurt who fixes Jeff with a glare interrupting him.
Noble: Or Chris Hart, my best friend, a man who I’m undefeated with in tag team matches – I think I know who I’m going to battle with Jeff with all due respect.
Jeff furrows his brow at the Undisputed Champion before pushing a document across the desk towards him.
President Jeff: Then all you need to do is sign the contract and it’ll be official; Kurt Noble and Chris Hart reforming NobleHart for one night only to take on the Sindicate for the APW Tag Team Championship.
Kurt takes the pen in his hand and signs the contract as immediately the feed cuts away to the locker room of Kurt Noble – and Chris Hart getting absolutely destroyed by Johnny Rebel and Level One. Rebel grabs hold of Chris and throws him into the flat screen television on the wall – crumpling the display in on itself as Chris recoils away right into the big fist of Level One, before he throws him into it once more. This time Chris manages to turn and takes the wall with his back but the impact is still just as devastating as he crumples the drywall slightly – and then finds himself inside the wall itself as Johnny Rebel uses his body as a battering ram and crushes Chris Hart, sending him slumping down amongst the floating particulates.
Level One and Johnny Rebel stand over top of Chris for a moment, silently gloating before a couple of backstage workers come bursting on the scene and get in between the two as medical personnel begin to attend to Chris Hart. The Sindicate walks away with their hands in the air in mock innocence, sadistic smiles on their faces. The crew works on Chris for a moment, checking him out as he’s barely unconscious before Kurt Noble comes rushing onto the scene, surveying the damage to his locker room before spotting Chris.
Noble: God damnit!
Noble runs over and begins to check on Chris as we fade away to the opening video package.
Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd where the fans hold their signs high. Some signs read "AC
Harvey: Welcome everyone to Thursday Night Overdrive, the last stop for us before Test for the Best!
There is a large curtain surrounding the ring, encompassing the entire thing. The crowd all looks on with anticipation.
Chase: What the heck is going on here. It seems like our Wrestling ring has been taken over by a broadway show.
Harvey: I don’t know Chase, but it doesn’t look like we’ll have to wait long to find out.
The lights in the arena Dim as a spotlight shines over the ring. The “Masterpiece Theatre” music begins to play as the jumbo tron comes to life with the following.
Showtime Productions Presents:
Hosted by: The Real Show Terry Marvin
Hosted by: The Real Show Terry Marvin
The fans begin to boo loudly as the curtain is drawn back to see “The Real Show” Terry Marvin sitting on a big easy chair in the middle of the ring that has been decked out exactly like the set he uses for the normal Get Real Shows. The music slowly dies down as the crowd continues to rain boos and jeers down on him.
Terry Marvin: CLEVELAND OHIO!!!
More boos with a mixture of cheers from these idiot fans who just love to hear their city name called.
Terry Marvin: Normally I would insert some sort of silly joke about your city here to get a rise out of you, but that is certainly not necessary. I mean look around, there is no bigger punchline in the world than this WRECK of a city! The joke really tells itself!
Boos get louder and are followed by a “F*CK YOU” chant that just makes Terry smile.
Terry Marvin: Your sports teams are laughable, your economy is in the toilet. Even Obama stepped of the plane, took one look and told his advisor “Yo, get me the fuck outta here.” But never fear. Tonight you finally have something that you’ve seriously lacking since Lebron James couldn’t even STAND his home state and had to bolt for greener pastures and much…much….MUCH prettier women who have the good sense to SHAVE THEIR BODY HAIR!
The boos just pile on as Terry laughs before getting down to business.
Terry Marvin: Okay now, let me get on with this so I don’t have to be out here any longer and risk getting infected by whatever loser disease this town has been cursed with. Tonights, I bring to you live the show where I cut the bullshit and give it to each and every one of you strait. There is no agenda here…just pure hard facts! And the topic of tonight’s show… TEST FOR THE BEST!!!
There is a small break in the boos to cheer for the upcoming tournament.
Terry Marvin: Now, I guess I could sit out here and give you the reasons why I’m going to easily roll over this competition and win this tournament, but I can see from the look on all your bright shiny faces that you’ve already accepted that certainty! You see, there is simply NOBODY on this roster who can beat me. I mean…. I’m not even going to talk about the Asylum side of things. Sally Talfourd and her supporting cast of overachieving bottom dwellers are an afterthought in this tournament. All the attention falls to the “A” show, to the major leagues of APW…Overdrive.
Terry pauses for a second and then smiles.
Terry Marvin: Normally it would be prudent to start from the bottom, but to be honest with you all I’ve never even heard the name AC Smith until I was unfortunate enough to stumble upon the card and see that I was THRUST into a match with this non-qualifying, second chance FLUKE as my tag team partner. I mean, here’s a guy who DROPPED the ball the same week I HANDILY defeated the previous WINNER of Test for the Best, and now he was spoon fed this spot? Bravo President Jeff…at least you’re not skimming the poor houses and crack dens for fillers anymore. You could have written the word BYE in place of AC Smith and it would have had the same first round effect!
The boos are numerous but Terry pays them no attention what so ever.
Terry Marvin: Moving right along to the “Xtreme” Champion who has about as much “extreme” to his personality as an infected pubic hair….John Dionysus. Captain Robot here has done one hell of a job lately in the APW and is on quite the roll. I mean, struggling to defend your title against Michael Harris, a man who I dropped so fast, a sonic boom ruptured throughout the arena, is one hell of a feat to put on your resume. Now does it go above or below your list of conquests that reads like a who’s who of the unemployment line? John, as I see it, you and I are one and one when going heads up. IF you’re unlucky enough to get drawn against me at Test for the Best…don’t think for one second that lightning will strike twice for you! You and your Garbage Can Championship are nothing more than an ALSO RAN at Test for the Best, somebody to be simply tolerated, disposed of, and ERASED FROM ALL MEMORY!
And now it brings me to my favorite competitor of all…A man who has NEVER EVER gotten a true victory over me. A man who I have totally dominated in every single way since we first met MANY months ago. Keaton Saint, you are like a GOD DAMNED cockroach that just won’t go away! No matter how many times I stomp you, no matter how many times I humiliate you in this ring… you just keep coming back for more and more punishment. What the hell is the matter with you man? How many more times do I have to PROVE without a shadow of a doubt that you’re an insignificant SPECK on the fabric that is APW? Perhaps after I easily claim victory in a couple weeks time and stand on that pedestal, crowned the BEST WRESTLER APW HAS EVER SEEN…you might finally realize how meaningless and fruitless your presence here really is….
The crowd boos loudly as Terry just stands there laughing and smiling. But the smile fades and the boos turn to cheers as "Cold War" by Janelle Monae plays over the loudspeakers. Out from behind the curtain steps Keaton Saint looking like he’s heard enough of this bull crap. He has a microphone in hand as the fans shower him with cheers and praise for interrupting this ego stroking that Terry has going on right now.
Terry Marvin: How DARE you interrupt my….
Keaton Saint immediately puts his hand over Terry's microphone which surprises him and makes him scowl in response. Terry clenches his fist but his eyes are drawn to Saint's own clenched fist as he realises that Saint is fully prepared to throw a few punches of his own, Terry unclenches his fist and takes a step back, mocking Saint as he does so. Saint then draws the microphone to his lips.
Keaton Saint: Your show? Your speech? Your proclamation? Tell me T-Marv, when did you decide that the name of this show was Terrydrive?
Terry appears to try and speak again but Saint cuts him off.
Keaton Saint: You'll wanna hold on there, I've not come out here to start an argument. You see, what I've been hearing lately is that Terry Marvin is a man who wants everything to be fair. So I've come out to this ring in the interests of fairness. Since Terry Marvin is getting a chance to share his feelings about some select people, I figured maybe there might be one or two fans who would like to hear what I have to say about Terry Marvin!
The response to this is electric as the crowd cheers greatly for Saint who soaks the atmosphere in like a sponge. Terry once again tries to voice his disapproval but is met by Saint cutting him off once again!
Keaton Saint: Like I said Terry, I'm not here to start an argument but if you reach for that mic again then I'll have to take it as a sign that you want me to kick your head in.
This elicits another big cheer from the crowd which causes Terry to back down, in part to protect his pride but in a strange way he is curious as to what Saint has to say.
Keaton Saint: So you've had your moment to speak about everyone in the tag match tonight and quite frankly, I know where you're coming from...
The crowd begin to respond negatively to Saint's last comment but he motions to speak again.
Keaton Saint: Hey hey, let me explain what I mean. You see, there is some truth to what you said just now about all of us. It's true that until last week AC Smith hadn't had his chance to truly impress the fans of Overdrive but it's also true that last week he defeated three other men and climbed a ladder to make it to Test for the Best! Only Terry Marvin could find an issue with a tag partner like that, only Terry Marvin could come out here and call someone like that a waste of space. Take heed Terry, because if this guy is as bad as you say then you haven't got a chance in the tag match.
Saint smirks at Terry before continuing.
Keaton Saint: But stopping there just wasn't enough for you, you had to go and say your piece about our very own Xtreme champion John Dionysus. When it comes to prestige, yeah, the Overdrive title does carry a bit more weight than the Xtreme title. As much as it pains me to say so, you're carrying a more important title than John currently has, even his newly won CWC North American title doesn't have the same prestige than what you currently have. But you're lucky that John Dionysus isn't the one who came out here when you called his title a "Garbage Can" championship. If John Dionysus was the one out here then you'd be laid out on the mat just like you were when he PINNED you in March!
Saint lifts his microphone to encourage the fans to cheer in response to his last line and they do so in force. As Saint lowers the microphone again he exchanges a look with the furious Terry Marvin.
Keaton Saint: Remember this one Terry, it's not just about the fact you have some gold around you. You have to be a man worthy of holding it and right now, John Dionysus is a much better champion than you could ever hope to be. Nothing you say can take away from the fact that John Dionysus has put his life on the line to defend the Xtreme championship! So that's two down, which leaves a certain Patron Saint left and you can bet I've been saving myself for last.
Saint offers a smirk to Terry who is now bordering on fuming, his pride and curiosity being the only two things which have stopped him from attempting to attack Saint whilst he's not looking.
Keaton Saint: It's just like you said, this whole thing between us goes back months. The whole parallel goes back a long way and since then you've held off my challenges and retained the Overdrive championship! When it came down to it, Keaton Saint couldn't withstand the impact of a Terry Marvin approved nuclear bomb. Oh that's right Terry, you dropped a bomb more than once which is precisely why you called me a cockroach. Because just like a cockroach I've survived every spiteful attack you've ever brought and I can still stand here and call you an EGOTISTICAL PRICK!
The crowd go absolutely rabid at that line as Saint begins to soak in the atmosphere some more, knowing that his every action is serving to rile up Terry Marvin.
Keaton Saint: And just like the egotistical prick that you are, you walk out as the champion at Rasslemania and Mayhem then you have the balls to stand here on your goddamned pedestal and complain about the man keeping you down, because you're trying to compensate for something you can't get on your own. Maybe that's the reason you're still standing there instead of trying to fight me. Maybe you know just like I do that I'm just a bit better than Smith and Dionysus, maybe you know in the darkest corners of your mind that I'm better than you. And maybe, just maybe it's why you decided to come out here and run spout some absolute BULL about some of the best wrestlers in Action Packed Wrestling!
Saint lifts his microphone to ignite the crowd into a massive APW chant, Saint begins to walk towards Terry Marvin as he exudes a confidence from his previous words. Saint and Terry meet eye-to-eye and Saint draws the microphone to his lips once again.
Keaton Saint: I feel like I'm getting to the heart of the matter. Deep down I think you know it but you're afraid to admit it, Terry Marvin is not the best wrestler in APW. Terry Marvin has to come out and run his opponents down so that when he loses, nothing is really lost. Terry Marvin knows that Test for the Best isn't for him, because Terry Marvin knows exactly who the best is already. Terry Marvin tried to kill the best at Rasslemania, he shackled the best at Mayhem and yet he's looking at the best. You're right Terry, I do know. I know what Test for the Best is all about because I am the only person on Overdrive, Asylum or Meltdown who can truly believe it when he says THIS IS MY...
Marvin: SHUT THE HELL UP SAINT!
The crowd boos him loudly.
Marvin: Nobody wants to hear from a two time loser. So let me tell you what’s gonna happen now….
Marvin is immediately cut off by the booming riff of "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica and there is another cheer from the crowd to signal their interest at this development.
Harvey: I think our Xtreme Champion may have something to say about all of this.
Chase: NO! NO! NO! This is horrible....this is ruining what was supposed to be Terry Marvin’s moment.
John Dionysus steps out from the back, the APW Xtreme Championship around his waist. He looks down at the ring, slowly shaking his head at Saint and Terry exchanging some trash talk before beginning his descent down the ramp to the ring. He takes his time, ensuring that he eats as many seconds out of Marvin’s segment, slowly walking around the ring to retrieve a mic before climbing in.
Harvey: John Dionysus is another of the competitors who will represent Overdrive at Test For The Best.
Chase: God damn bum is what he is.
The music stops and Dionysus stands on the same side of the ring as Keaton Saint, although there is a few feet of space between, looking across at Terry Marvin. Dionysus shakes his head and raises the mic.
Dionysus: Captain Robot? That’s the ‘epic burn’ Mr. ‘Real Show’ Terry Marvin has for me. And what next, huh? You’re gonna run down the people of Cleveland, Ohio? No, wait, already done that.
Dionysus pauses but when the reaction he anticipated doesn’t come he continues.
Dionysus: I mean, is that what they’re paying you for, Terry? Is that what it means to ‘Get Real’ with Terry Marvin? But listen, I’m not sure about anybody else, but ‘Captain Robot’ here is pretty damn happy to be here in Cleveland, Ohio tonight.
The gives Dionysus the cheap pop he wanted.
Harvey: City of damn fine people in my book.
Chase: What a bunch of creeps.
Dionysus winks at Terry Marvin, a wink that makes the accusation ‘it’s that easy, pal’. His face takes a serious turn and he speaks again.
Dionysus: But I didn’t come out here to see who could draw the biggest cheers or the most heat. This charade, this novelty circus act you’ve got going on here, that’s really none of my interest. I’ve come out here tonight because I’ve got a serious bit of business to take care of ahead of the really serious business I’ll taking on at Test For The Best.
The crowd pops at the mention of the pay-per-view.
Dionysus: I was in the back listening to what you both had to say, and I was struck by Keaton referring to ‘fairness’, and that kinda got me thinking. You see, what I don’t want is for everybody out there to think this is all about Terry Marvin....
Dionysus pauses, then glances at his partner for tonight and speaks again.
Dionysus: ...and Keaton Saint. I’m sure there are a bunch of people out the back, in this crowd, watching around the world that are looking at the Overdrive bracket and seeing only one thing....a Terry Marvin versus Keaton Saint re-match.
This also draws a pop from the crowd; Dionysus nods along to signal he thinks that would be a great match.
Harvey: That certainly would be something.
Chase: Marvin would massacre him.
Dionysus: No, no, that wouldn’t be fair because I’m not on this card to simply make up the numbers, to be part of the show, to enjoy and bank the experience for use in some other time and some other place. I’ve got my eyes firmly set on one thing alone...Kurt Noble, The Undisputed Championship, Shockwave.
Chase: That’s actually three things.
Harvey: Grow up!
Dionysus: And while I acknowledge I am nobody’s favourite, what I am damn sure of is that I am not the guy who is going to lie down for either of you just so you can re-match for a shot at the prize.
At this point Terry Marvin tries to interject, but Dionysus takes two steps towards him and repeats what Saint did earlier and puts his hand over the mic.
Dionysus: You’ve had your turn to speak; this is my time.
The crowd pop as Dionysus asserts himself over Terry Marvin, whose eyes widen with sudden outrage that this peon (in his mind) would dare to cut him off. Marvin steps away and starts throwing a bit of a tantrum, mouthing off some inaudible trash. Dionysus waits this out, cutting a glance at Saint who makes a gesture of holding out his arms, as if to say ‘the floor is yours’.
Dionysus: Now Terry, you can stand in this ring and tell the whole world how this whole tournament is just a glorified procession for your crowing as #1 contender, and you can harp on about whose title is biggest, shiniest, or whatever delusions you tell yourself to keep yourself at the pinnacle of your world. I could just stand here and say my two titles are better than your one. But, really, what does that prove? Debating who has the biggest and best title, or who has the more distinguished record isn’t what this is all about. The fact is, we’re at one and one; the fact is, I’m damn proud to wear this Xtreme Championship around my waist because I know what it means. It means sacrifice, it means commitment, it means never lying down, or, as Keaton so eloquently put it, it means I will put my life on the line to prove I am among the best.
The crowd get behind that comment from Dionysus; he’s having a field day playing the blue-collar hero.
Dionysus: But I’m not gonna stand here all night and try to debate any of this with words because I’d much rather prove it to you, with deeds, in this ring. Your questions of worth are irrelevant, because we have all earned the right to be here, no matter the method or who we went through in order to do so. What I do know, for a fact, is that I’ve been here in APW as long as both of you, and while I may not have my own talk show *he looks at Terry Marvin* or the reputation of a distinguished career behind me *he glances across at Keaton Saint* nobody in the back or in this ring is going to question that I haven’t earned the right to be here. I’ve worked as hard and as long as anyone else; I’ve shed blood, sweat and tears for this company every single time I have stepped into this ring; I’ve overcome odds, taking beatings, and faced conflict as bad as anyone else in this last six months....and here I still stand....successful, hungry, ready.
Harvey: Strong words from our Xtreme Champion tonight.
Dionysus: Of the three of us I’m not the funny guy, the most respected, the one who shouts loudest, or even the most popular. But what I am is a man who has spent his whole life building towards this moment, this chance, this opportunity. I am that guy who knows he has nothing to lose, the man who will not quit because I know what this means...
At this point Tmarv can’t hold back any more.
Terry Marvin: You know what this means? I’ll tell you what this MEANS...
ALL OF THE LIGHTS
To say Marvin isn't pleased about another interruption is an understatement. However, the fans roar once again as the Big Apple Asskicker, A.C. Smith, appears at the top of the ramp.
Harvey: And NOW it's a party!
Chase: All I know is, this is NOT what Terry Marvin had in mind!
Smith makes his way down to ringside, slapping the outstretched hands of fans along the way while "All of the Lights" continues to blare over the speakers. The four men are now all in opposite corners as Smith enters the squared circle, pulls a microphone out from his jeans pocket, and opens his mouth to speak.
A.C.: You know, I was just sitting around in the back, minding my own business, and then I saw everyone coming out here and having WAY too much fun. I feel it fair to remind all of you, and everyone watching at home, that I'm no afterthought in this tournament.
Smith walks over next to Terry Marvin, who doesn't even give Smith the courtesy of looking at him as he continues talking.
A.C.: Terry Marvin, let me alert you of something that should be blatantly obvious. If you cross me later tonight, even in the SLIGHTEST, you will be making the biggest mistake of your career. Because I meant what I said earlier this week. If you decide to stick that knife into my back, or if you're not acting in OUR best interests, I'm going to make DAMN sure that the only way you make it to Test for the Best is via video conference from your hospital bed.
But I'm sure we won't have any problems. I'm sure that, deep down, you realize EXACTLY what I'm capable of. Isn't that right...partner?!
Smith slaps Marvin's back HARD with his right hand. Marvin winces ever so slightly, but stiffens up and turns it back into an annoyed glare within a few seconds as the crowd continues to cheer.
A.C.: Let me remind you ALL of something. I'm not some guy that fell off a truck and decided to try professional wrestling a few months ago. I've been in this business, entertaining people around the world, for 10 years running. I'm a six-time World Champion, and I will not stand for people writing me off when it comes to Test for the Best, simply because I haven't been around APW all that long.
Nobody expected me to be here. Hell, deep down, you guys didn't, either. Going into last week, I know you all thought Mark Mania, Nick Watson, or Slade Craven would be in my position. But I proved each and every one of you dead wrong, and I'm one of four guys from APW's flagship show still alive in the chase for a shot at the Undisputed Championship at Shockwave.
Smith pauses, briefly acknowledging an "A.C.! A.C.!" chant from the partisan Cleveland crowd.
A.C.: You guys want to call me an underdog? Do so at your own risk. Tonight, I can PROMISE you that I'm going to show ALL OF YOU what I'm capable of doing, and what I WILL do at Test for the Best. Mark Mania said I was wrong about him being washed-up. Nick Watson said I was too big and clumsy to climb a ladder. Slade Craven said he was going to kick my teeth down my throat. All three were DEAD WRONG.
John Dionysus and Keaton Saint, I respect both of you and everything you've done. But I advise you to learn from their mistakes. If you don't, you guys are in for a world of hurt, not just tonight, but on July 8th in Chicago as well.
Smith turns back to Marvin, who at this point is visibly annoyed.
A.C.: And Terry Marvin? The man that said I've been spoon-fed this spot, the man who said President Jeff could've written 'BYE' into my spot and have had the same effect? If you think I'm such a pushover...try me tonight. I DARE you.
The crowd roars at the thought of a potential confrontation. This actually gets a smirking Marvin to look at Smith as he's talking.
A.C.: But if you do, beware of the risk you're taking. If you'd done any research about me at all, you'd know that I have made a career out of breaking people down, out of learning EVERYTHING I can and using it on the biggest stages possible. And unlike those guys on the other side of the ring, when you start something with A.C. Smith, it'll be ME finishing it.
Chase: How DARE he imply such a thing?!
Harvey: I'm pretty sure John Dionysus and Keaton Saint are wondering the same thing!
Indeed, nobody looks very pleased at Smith's latest remark. It brings a smile to A.C.'s face as he brings the microphone to his lips one last time.
A.C.: Gentlemen, unlike a lot of people that would've been happy just to be in the same ring as you guys, I'm here to beat you. All of you. I've been in these situations before, and I know what it takes to come out on top. Nobody thought I'd win the ladder match last week over a former main-eventer, a blue-chipper a lot of people thought was the next big thing, and a guy who helped pioneer the ladder match here in APW. I did. And now, not many logical people think I stand much of a chance at winning Test for the Best.
If any of you sincerely believe that...just keep on talking. Because nothing, NOTHING, makes me happier than proving people wrong. And nobody, NOBODY, has made more of a career out of doing just that than the Big Apple Asskicker, A.C. Smith. Tonight, I show you exactly what I'm capable of. And on July 8th, I use it to do exactly what I came back to professional wrestling to do: Emerge victorious on one of the biggest shows of the year.
Boys, it's been fun. But later tonight, the fun stops. And later tonight, you see EXACTLY what you're up against.
Chase: This guy just signed his death warrant tonight!
Harvey: But he made a brash and bold statement that he should not be forgotten. He will simply NOT go quietly into the night.
All four men stare at each other before Keaton then John then AC leaves to the back. A very pissed off and upset Marvin grabs the microphone to say some more words, but his music is played to cut him off as the lights dim to signal that his time is up. He wrecks the set in the ring before rolling out of the ring and storming up the ramp to laughter and boos from the fans and we go to commercial