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Post by T-Marv on Apr 18, 2013 21:03:54 GMT -4
Our cameras fade in from the opening video package, to the parking lot, focusing on a white limousine as it slows to a stop in front of the arena’s rear entrance. As the door is thrust open, the Colombian crowd boos loudly in disapproval as Jenny Knite is revealed first, clad in a white top and black skirt, waiting with a warm smile on her face as the next and final occupant climbs out-- the APW Overdrive Champion, Evan Envi, to the dismay of most in attendance. Evan: Bogota. How, oh how, did we get sooo lucky?The comment drips with sarcasm, prompting more boos. Evan closes the limo door and nods to Jenny. Evan: Take the bags to the locker room. I have something to do.Jenny: Got it.Evan moves past Jenny, keeping pace with the camera as he enters the arena, looking straight ahead as he speaks. Evan: Ladies and gentlemen-- enough is enough. I’m taking what belongs to me.Evan quickly ascends a flight of stairs, moving past dozens of screaming fans in the concessions area, ignoring each one of them. Evan: I’m taking back Overdrive. I’m not allowing this show to fall hostage to people like Level One, and people like Mike Callahan. I’m taking what belongs to me-- I’m doing it for us.Harvey: Is he serious?Chase: *Applauding*Harvey: ...Of course...Envi approaches a long, narrow corridor, though the entrance can be seen in the distance. Evan: If we’re gonna take back what belongs to us, we’re going to battle, ladies and gentlemen. And if you’re not combat-tested, don’t you fear... Lady Overdrive and I will lead you into battle, just like our noble forefathers would’ve done. It’ll be a slaughter. It’ll be annihilation, so gentlemen-- put the women and children to bed! It’s time for Overdrive to get real. It’s time for Overdrive to become about REAL WRESTLING and the only way to do that is to declare WAR!“Helter Skelter” hits the PA system as our cameras continue to follow Envi, who grabs a microphone from a crew member on his way to the entrance ramp. ”When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you AGAIN...!" Envi bursts through the curtains and our cameras pan around, showing his smirking face as he looks out across the masses. He adjusts “Lady Overdrive” on his shoulder and gazes out upon the crowd, shaking his head. Harvey: Well, here comes the self-proclaimed “King of Overdrive”, our Overdrive Champion, Evan Envi.Chase: Self-proclaimed? It’s not a gimmick, Harv-- that’s what he is!Harvey: Ah. Forgive me!Envi’s cues for his music to be cut as he steps into the ring, ignoring the loud ”ENVI SUCKS!” chant from the crowd as he continues where he left off. Evan: Tonight, three of Overdrive’s best go head to head to head to see who the best is-- to see who the real top dog on Overdrive is, and tonight, you’ll see that the BEST... Is me. And it’s not because I come out here and remind you guys of that, but because I represent something that very few people in this company represent.
People like Delikado.
People like Nathaniel Havok.
People... Hah... People like Buckson Gooch.The crowd roars at the mention of the “Possumgrape Sasquatch” and Evan scoffs. Evan: We represent something real. We represent the blood and sweat that it takes to make it in this company, and we’re tired of being treated like sideshow acts, or runner-ups. At APW Mayhem, Delikado WILL stand before a Brazilian crowd as the new World Heavyweight Champion... And it’s because he’s a real wrestler.
At APW Mayhem, Nathaniel Havok will reintroduce the WORLD to extreme when he becomes the new APW Xtreme Champion-- because he’s a real wrestler.
At APW Mayhem, Buckson Gooch and I will put on a classic, and we’re gonna steal the whole damn show, and we SHOULD BE the main event, because I-- I mean-- I mean, we represent real wrestling and that’s been put on the backburner for far too long, in favor of Terry Marvin and Sindicate shenanigans. It’s been put on hold, in favor of political campaigns and fairytale underdog stories.
So at APW Mayhem, we take back what belongs to us. And that’s Action Packed Wrestling.
But tonight, I’m claiming something that should’ve been mine from the start. OVERDRIVE. Tonight, I’m launching the first assault in this war against--The lights in the arena suddenly cut out and the crowd screams. Voice: HOLD IT!The lights snap back on. The voice is one Evan knows very well. He looks up, and “the Big Apple Asskicker”, A.C. Smith, walks through the curtains, onto the stage to a roar of approval from the audience. He's carrying the Xtreme Championship over his shoulder, and he looks absolutely livid. Evan laughs lightly and holds up a hand. Evan: A.C. C’mon, I’m tal--A.C.: “Don't. Say. A word.”Again, the crowd cheers, and Evan slowly lowers his microphone, narrowing his eyes at his rival. Smith's face is red, and the glare in his eyes would melt steel given the chance. A.C.: “A war? A WAR? Harrison, don't you even START talking to me about a war when you know NOTHING of the sort.
You want a war? Go talk to the people in Boston who have lost limbs in bombings. Go talk to the husbands and wives of American soldiers who have given up EVERYTHING for our country. Don't you DARE try to compare the imaginary war you're fighting to what a war REALLY is.”Evan: Now you wait just--A.C.: “I've seen acts of war first-hand. I've seen planes fly into towers and kill thousands of people, terrifying them for months on end. And you're going to try to tell me that YOU'RE fighting a war?!”Smith scoffs. A.C.: “You may be trying to convince everyone that you've changed colors. But underneath it all, you're still the same punk kid who thinks he's God's gift to wrestling. And some would say you aren’t that.”The crowd cheers for the proclamation and Evan seethes, glaring up at Smith from the ring. A.C.: “You're trying to convince everyone you're involved in some sort of crusade. But Evan Harrison, you've just done something VERY dangerous. You've given me, someone who has already vowed to give everything he has tonight for the people in Boston, even more motivation to go out there and kick some ass.
You want a war, Harrison? You're going to GET one. And hopefully, you'll find out how PAINFUL war REALLY is.”Evan steps toward the ropes, raising the microphone, but Smith turns around and storms away before the Overdrive Champion can get a word in. Evan: Hey! Who do you think you are?!Smith disappears through the curtains, never giving Evan the chance to respond. Evan stands in the center of the ring, ignoring the chants and jeers of the crowd for the next few seconds, seemingly growing red in the face before he raises the microphone again... ...And again, the lights go out. Chase: This is getting old. I’m about one blackout away from spilling something on myself.The arena descends into a hushed silence as the intro to "Hellraiser" by Ozzy Osbourne hits the sound system. When the drums kick in, a single spot light shines down from the rafters and the crowd roar their hearts out in mixtures of approval and dismay at the impending arrival of the champion. At last when the guitar kicks in, Michael Callahan struts out of the curtain holding the World Heavyweight Championship at his side, glaring down the ring at Evan. I'M LIVING ON AN ENDLESS ROAD!
AROUND THE WORLD FOR ROCK AND ROLL!
SOMETIMES, IT FEELS SO TOUGH!
BUT I STILL AIN'T HAD ENOUGH!
I KEEP SAYING THAT IT'S GETTING TOO MUCH!
BUT I KNOW I'M A LIAR!
FEELING ALRIGHT, IN THE NOISE AND THE LIGHT!
BUT THAT'S WHAT LIGHTS MY FIRE! Harvey: Here’s Callahan! And he looks anything but pleased with our Overdrive Champion!As the chorus kicks in, Callahan strides down toward the ring, slicking his hair back with one hand before he hops up onto the apron, glaring into the ring at Envi, who calmly remains in the center, glarring at the World Heavyweight Champion. Callahan’s music fades and he slowly enters the ring as the crowd begins to go wild. Callahan marches up to Envi, standing, the two measuring each other at merely an inch apart. Harvey: We might not need to wait until tonight’s triple threat match here on Fan Appreciation Night to see Callahan and Envi go at it!Envi smirks and slowly raises the microphone to his lips. Evan: Well, well, well. If it isn’t the American Hero himself. Hah. Invest in a hero for yourself yet, Mike?Michael grabs Evan’s wrist and pulls the microphone close to his own lips. Michael Callahan: I hear you were looking to start a war, Mr. Harrison. I just wanted to let you know... If there's one thing that America's never done, it's back down. So if you came here looking for word of my surrender, sir, then you're sadly mistaken. Bring your worst, and we'll all quickly see that your chokehold on Action Packed Wrestling is just as loose as your ideology.The crowd roars and Envi simply glares into Callahan’s eyes. Evan: ...I’ll put you down, Mike. I’ll do it in front of all these people. You can only pretend to be the face of my show for so long-- but after tonight, the truth comes out. We’ll see who the real threat is, won’t we?Michael Callahan: We'll see tonight. And we'll see it again at Mayhem, my friend. Heh... All due respect, you're looking at the real threat. You can ask Lester, or Delikado, or if you want a more chilling response, you can ask a majority of the Asylum roster.
The threat's before you, sir. After all, I've been told I have a hell of a swing.Evan doesn’t say anything for a moment-- but soon, the “Avengers” theme song hits the PA system, evoking boos from the crowd. Harvey: Ohhh dear...Chase: ENVIKADO! UNITE! Hahahaha!The “Boss” Delikado-- His Cuban Holiness-- makes his way from the back with his eyes locked on Michael Callahan and a smug look on his face as he power-walks, nearly comically, down to the ring. Callahan glances between Envi and Delikado... And even Envi creeps closer, inch-by-inch as Delikado draws nearer to the ring. Harvey: This isn’t good.Pope Delikado holds up a hand to address the fans and brings the microphone to his lips as he stops a few feet short of the ring apron. Pope Delikado XXX: Callahan, you sneaky petey, you as a man of SOME religion--however fake it is compared to our own--should know better. You should know DARN well that no action goes on in this ring unless the one true human associate to the Wrestling Gods is here to officiate and monitor what occurs, like a priest in a church or a Muslim man on a towel! ESPECIALLY when it concerns our legate Evan Envi do you not trek without us!Callahan continues to glance between Envi and Delikado. Pope Delikado XXX: We find all the more reason as time goes by...to burn you at the stake, Callahan. Or perhaps...to burn you WITH A STEAK!The Cuban Pope proceeds to stick the microphone between his teeth to free up his hands. From here he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a dagger, electing a surprised cry from the crowd. After this he reaches into his other pocket and pulls out...a steak? Indeed, it looks like a large hunk of meat that Deli stabs with his dagger and holds up dramatically as he takes back the microphone in his free hand. Pope Delikado XXX: Fresh off the grill, and painful to the to--OW...Yes....It's hot...BUT THE WRESTLING GOD WILLS IT AS MUCH HE MIGHT WILL *THIS*!Pope Delikado leaps up onto the apron with his dagger and steak, and the crowd roars as the two members of the team known as Envikado stare at Callahan from either side. Evan: And suddenly... There was a glimmer of hope for the wrestling world.Pope Delikado XXX: Church and state will not stay separate today, BITCH!The crowd grows wild as Delikado places one foot inside the ring and Callahan quickly goes on the defensive, bracing himself-- ready to lunge at either man. He watches intently, looking back and forth as both men continue to stare holes right through them. Harvey: Someone's gonna make a move-- Callahan's gonna need to get out of there or he might not MAKE it to Mayhem!Chase: Oh man, oh man!The crowd roars as Callahan immediately charges Envi first, going to take him down with a right hand, but Envi drops down and ducks out of the ring before Callahan makes contact! The crowd boos loudly at the evasive move, and Callahan turns toward Delikado instead, grabbing for the Cuban-- but Delikado, dagger and all, drops down from the apron and to the floor below, alongside Evan. "YOU SUCK!"
"YOU SUCK!"
"YOU SUCK!" The crowd boos Envikado as they make their way up the ramp, smirks on their faces. They both pause at the top of the ramp, speaking to each other as they point down at Callahan, who stands in the center of the ring and stares back... Before raising the World Heavyweight Championship high above his head, earning a pop from the crowd. "Hellraiser" hits the PA system. Harvey: That was tense.Chase: Tonight, Evan Envi, A.C. Smith, and Michael Callahan do battle in an epic triple threat-- but will that man, Delikado be the special referee, alongside Level One? Or might it be Buckson Gooch or Nathaniel Havok?!Harvey: I don't think Michael Callahan wants Delikado or Level One anywhere near the match. Just like Smith won't want Havok there.Chase: I just wanna see some action!To the crowd's dismay, Envi and Delikado both take a bow before they disappear backstage, Envi thrusting the Overdrive Championship into the air as he exits. Callahan waves them off and continues to display the World Heavyweight Championship, high above his head, to each side of the crowd as we fade to black. |
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Post by T-Marv on Apr 18, 2013 21:04:14 GMT -4
We return to ringside as The Crowd is lively here in Bogota Columbia. The crowd cheers loudly as theme music plays throughout the arena. We come to Johnny Chase and Darren Harvey sitting behind the announce table greeting the camera. Darren Harvey: Welcome back everyone to Bogota Columbia on week three of our South American Tour. Tonight we have a VERY VERY special show for all of you, a show that you CREATED! Tonight is fan Appreciation night!Johnny Chase: Which clearly means.... A lot of disappointing results. But hey, at least we gave you a shot right? Darren Harvey: Come on Johnny, I'm sure they've done fine. The two contenders for the World Heavyweight Championship at Mayhem will face off against mystery opponents chosen by the fans. And then Two of those not chosen will get a chance to battle each other for the opporrtunity to name their match NEXT WEEK!Johnny Chase: BLAH BLAH BLAH! but the big match of the night is Michael Callahan vs. Evan Envi vs. AC Smith in a champions ball with the Guest referee being....whoever you chose. I however know the winner of this poll and I'm GIDDY as hell about it. Darren Harvey: SPOILER ALERT! And for the final match of the night. APW's own CJ GATES will take on OWF's Kid Dynamo in a contest made at Survive and Conquer.Johnny Chase: Who Cares? Gates is going to beat him right out of the building! He's a JOKE! Darren Harvey: Without further ado... let's head to the ring and NIKKI PAIGE.
Cardinal Sniper, personal announcer to His Cuban Holiness, walks down to the ring and takes the microphone from the announcer. Standing in the middle of the ring, and with overly-grand gestures, he makes the following announcement: I announce to you a great coolness:
We have a Wrestling Pope!
The Most Sexy and Most Inspiring Lord,
Delikado Madness Asombroso
Bawse-Cardinal of the Holy Wrestling Church, Action Packed Wrestling
Who takes to himself the name of Pope Delikado XXX!!! The epically holy narration announced by Cardinal Sniper, “The Avengers Theme” by Alan Silvestri begins and a nuclear explosion is heard going off, accompanied by heavenly angel singing, as the curtain parts slowly and Pope Delikado XXX rides out onto the stage on his valiant, trusted white stallion, First Lieutenant Daleatucuerpoalegriamacarena. As the song keeps playing, he looks out to the ring and bows gently, smiling to the crowd and making random hand gestures on the back of his steed. The crowd gives a mix of cheers and boos, to which Pope Delikado slowly rides down the ramp, giving Pope-like waves and cupping his hands in occasional prayer to the Wrestling Gods. Reaching the ring, Pope Delikado climbs off his horse and humbly kneels before it, saying a prayer, before he returns to his feet and addresses the crowd personally with kisses on the lips to the attractive women, pats on the head to the children, and a ‘Sup?’ head nod to everyone else. He ascends the stairs and enters the ring; once inside he stares out to the crowd, giving them his “blessing” with more random hand gestures. He proceeds to stand in place, removing his holy pope-like garments to reveal his wrestling attire underneath. Pope Delikado now waits for the match to start as he stands in the center of the ring, extends his arms at his side, and leans his head back to look up into the lights with closed eyes. Ahhhhhhhhmeeeeeeeeen! Harvey: But who's going to be his opponent? COUNTDOWN 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1!!!!!!!!! #SIMPLY F'N PUT! A recorded voice comes over the loud speaker and "Smoke on the Water" by Deep Purple blasts over the PA. Johnny Rebel comes out in a gold robe shimmering in the lights. "SIMPLY PUT" is written in silver on the back. His blonde goatee is neatly trimmed and blonde hair is freshly cut; his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. #IT'S TIME TO PAY THE PRICE! The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with both hands held high. Paige: And his opponent...chosen by the fans...JOHNNY REBEL!!!!!!Johnny Rebel vs. Delikado
Johnny Rebel hops off the turnbuckle and starts trash talking Delikado and getting up in his face while the fans boo loudly.
Chase: What are they booing for? They chose him!
Johnny Rebel shoves Delikado who falls to his rump with an agitated look on his face. Delikado gets back up and he and Rebel lock up. Rebel shoves the Bawse in the corner, manhandling him while the ref is there to break them up. As they get separated, Johnny Rebel goes for a right hook that the Bawse evades. Once again the two jaw at each other before they tie up one more time. This time, Johnny Rebel rears back and shoves half of Envikado down hard! Delikado backs up to the ropes as an approaching Rebel looks to take advantage of the situation. Delikado backs up into the corner with his hand in his pocket and stands to his feet. Rebel comes in again to attack, but the ref is low and in between them. A big puff of glitter flies from Delikado’s hand and into the face and chest of Johnny Rebel who clutches his eyes trying to get the sparkly assault from his eyes.
Chase: Did Delikado just glitter bomb Rebel?
Harvey: I’m sure there is no political statement from this...just Delikado and his tricks.
Delikado points to the ceiling as if that’s where it came from, even though he has glitter all over his hand. The ref looks at him questionably but lets the match continue as he didn’t see the event actually happen. Delikado springs from the corner and hits a running facebuster on Rebel. He kicks Rebel over and nails the DiSextion leg drops and goes for the cover.
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Harvey: NEAR fall by Deli!
Chase: When Rebel can see again, The Bawse is going to be in trouble.
Deli gets to his feet at the same time as Johnny Rebel and goes for a kick to the gut. Johnny Rebel, through squinting eyes, catches it but Deli turns it into an Enziguiri nailing the foot right to the back of Rebel’s head. Rebel goes down and Deli jumps on him like a rabid dog...FACE SHOT! Deli is raining down punches on Rebel. Delikado digs in his other pocket and pulls out a Ring Pop, Rebel is trying to clear out his eyes. Delikado screams out “YOU KISS THE RING, JOHNNY Q. REBELLION...YOU KISS THE RING!!!!! He ends up sticking the Ring Pop in Johnny’s mouth. In a moment, The Bawse rolls Johnny Rebel over and makes the cover.
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Harvey: Another near fall by Deli what a difference being able to see can do. .
Chase: Way too early for these pin attempts to be serious,Harvey!
Rebel rolls out of the ring and throws the Ring Pop into the crowd and is feeling around the fans trying to grab something to wash his eyes out.
Chase: That’ll sell on eBay.
Rebel goes to ringside and finds a water bottle. He takes off the lid and pours some water in his hands so he can flush out his eyes. Rebel clears his eyes and the owner of the bottle (a little kid) is yelling at him. Rebel yells for the kid to shut-up while Deli gets behind him and holds his arms...the kid grabs his Dad’s soda and splashes it in the face of Rebel. Rebel reaches back and gives a strong slap to the Bawse’s Family Jewels. Rebel wipes the coke from his body and nails a sick clothesline to Delikado who falls to the ground holding his junk.
Chase: That’s one way to slow a man down. Hit him in the Hoo-Hoo.
Harvey: Did you just call it a hoo-hoo?
Rebel climbs the apron and gets to the middle rope...REBEL LANDS A SICK LEG DROP ON A DOWNED DELIKADO! Rebel rolls into the ring. He soaks in the boo’s as he sits up. Johnny Rebel pulls himself back to his feet and nails a rising Delikado with a vaulting body press…. AND NAILS IT ON THE OUTSIDE!
Rebel picks up Delikado and slings him into the ring. He gives Deli a strong kick to the ribs and makes the cover.
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Harvey: Delikado had to be prepared for 3 people tonight. Seems he’s had a good showing defending himself.
Chase: Rebel had to prepare for this or the battle royal. Both didn’t know what was going to happen!
Rebel picks up Deli with brute strength and nails him with a gutwrench powerbomb...he goes for the cover...
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A frustrated Johnny Rebel gets up and sends Delikado into the ropes...Deli ducks a clothesline attempt...Deli comes back and leaps high in the air landing on Rebel’s shoulders and goes for a hurricanrana. But Rebel uses all his power to keep it from happening, and pulls Deli back up on his shoulders before spinning and DROPPING with a JACKNIFE POWER BOMB!
Chase: THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET WITH THAT ONE!!
Harvey: Deli’s head just snapped back HARD against that Mat. And now business is about to pick up!
Johnny Rebel gets to his feet recovering from one crazy match thus far. He glares down at Deli and stomps him viciously trying to injure him. The crowd boos but Johnny Rebel ignores them and pulls Deli up with bad intentions, ignoring the ref’s warnings. He grabs Deli by the head and hits a snap suplex. Deli scraps back up and stumbles around right into a flying shoulderblock by Rebel that sends Deli to the mat face down. Johnny Rebel kicks him over to his back and makes a cover.
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Harvey: Johnny Rebel is like a shark who smells blood in the water now. He has Deli’ weakened and now he’ll go in for the kill.
Johnny Rebel yanks Deli up to his feet and shoves him in the corner. He unleashes with forearms and punches to the chest and gut that causes The Bawse to sit at the turnbuckle. This doesn’t stop Johnny Rebel who continuiously stomps into Deli using the ropes for leverage and impact. The Ref counts to five and finally has to pull Johnny Rebel off of him. He pulls Deli up and lifts him up for another suplex. He keeps him held high vertically upside down for a good long while before finally slamming him back on the mat!
Harvey: Gravity takes the blood to the head and that crash to the mat has been known to knock a man unconscious.
Chase: Rebel isn’t just a tough guy, he’s a smart fighter...Delikado is the most unpredictable man in APW, if Rebel wants to win this, he needs to find a way to shut him down and do it soon.
Johnny Rebel stands, points to Delikado, and screams “I’M THE BOSS!” He grabs Delikado and tries to lift him into position for another suplex, but Delikado turns it into a small package...
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Chase: That’s what I’m talking about!!!!!!
Rebel is back to his feet and stomping Deli ferociously. Johnny rolls Deli on his front and comes off the ropes with a big time double knee drop right across his back. He then stands up and grabs Delikado’s legs and contorts them into a figure-four leglock! He props himself up as high as he can increasing the leverage and making the Bawse yell out in pain. The ref is in his face asking if he wants to quit.
Harvey: This shows how potent a move the figure-four is and how a seasoned vet like Johnny Rebel can apply it. He doesn’t even have to work the knee over and can almost get a submission!
Deli shakes off the Referee as he tries to crawl back to the ropes. When he gets somewhat near them, Johnny Rebel walks on the palms of his hands dragging the figure four back to the middle of the ring and wrenches up again. The Bawse, after much struggling, manages to pray Rebel’s foot free, and brings his free leg up hard catching Johnny Rebel in the face with a boot! This causes Johnny Rebel to drop the other leg and stumble around holding his eye and nose. Bawse Is quickly up, yet limping, and hits a REVERSE X-FACTOR on Rebel in the middle of the ring. And both men are now down, exhausted from the match.
Harvey: This has been one crazy match!
Chase: And to think...THIS IS THE OPENING BOUT!!!!
Harvey: But these guys are sure-fire main event level competitors putting on a show!
Chase: Johnny Rebel has given a lot of punishment to Delikado, but somehow he hasn’t put this one away.
Both men get to their feet It becomes a slug fest with Johnny Rebel getting the upper hand. He throws a knockout punch to Deli and dazes him. Johnny grabs Deli by the head and shoves it between his legs.
Harvey: He’s going for the PUTDOWN!!!!!!!
Deli is fighting it, but Rebel is trying to lock his arms...he locks one...and just can’t grab the other...Delikado gets his head free and spins away freeing his arm...sets up...EXPLOSIVE LAST CALL TO CUBA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Paige: The winner of this match...”THE BAWSE” DELIKADO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Delikado gets to his knees and raises his hands in victory before rolling out of the ring. Harvey: WOW! What a way to kick off this great night! Chase: Delikado just proved why WRESTLING is cool once again..He celebrates to the back while Johnny Rebel rolls out of the ring and to the back. |
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Post by T-Marv on Apr 18, 2013 21:04:29 GMT -4
Delikado has changed from his original duds to a sparkly suit...like glitter. He is wearing a glittery Popelike hat and looking very regal. His nose curls up a tad as he smells something bad and the camera pans back to see Buckson Gooch standing there smiling at him. Pope Delikado XXX: You know, Buckson my son, they say cleanliness is next to Wrestling Godliness, and if you want to earn a place in the Wrestling Afterlife, you might consider a bath or two. Not for nothing, but as it was written in Turnbuckle 7:92: "Peeeee yoooooou!"Buckson Gooch: Well, if you say it's important maybe I'll try it some and see if it improves what you're talking about...Hey, I got a feeling that Evan Envi doesn't like me very much.
Pope Delikado XXX: Oh ho, goodness, why WHATEVER would've caused him to think that crazy thought? Our brother-in-arms Evan LOVES you, Goochy! He is one of the GOOD GUYS in APW after all!Buckson Gooch: I know, I've never done anything but respect the guy...If I get picked to ref that match tonight I'll...
Delikado cuts Buckson off by sticking his hand in his face. Pope Delikado XXX: You'll call that match right down the middle diddle, mister! Don't be pulling no Michael Callahan political evil scams out there just to get an advantage in edge-wise. We see nothing but promise in you, Gooch, and we would hate to see you instead morph into a heretic and force us to burn you!Buckson Gooch: That wasn't what I was gonna say, Deli. I know I'm booked to face him at Mayhem. I respect him and I respect you...we're friends...I just don't know why he doesn't like me...I'm going to call the match down the middle regardless of what Callahan, Smith, and Envi think of me...But...
Suddenly, the Cuban Pope sits down on the much larger Buckson's knee and wraps a friendly arm around his neck. Pope Delikado XXX: What's on your mind? Does somebody need to confess to His Wrestling Holiness? Is it bothering you?Buckson Gooch: Yes, for some reason it does. I feel like I could learn a lot from him like I learn a lot from you.
Delikado places his hand on the shoulder of Gooch. Pope Delikado XXX: You go prepare yourself, my Buckson son, either for L1 or the Battle of Royalty. We shall take our leave now and speak with Evan. Who knows, perhaps all it takes is a little uniting, and then I'll be the Wrestling Father to you, the Wrestling Children. Trust us, Evan adores you.....but just in case, we'll go make sure. Sound good? Hmmmmmmm?Buckson Gooch: Thanks Delikado!
Buckson gives Delikado a big hug, Deli's nose is right next to the big man's nipple...Buck lets go of the hug and leaves the scene. The Cuban sniffs his hands and retches momentarily before shaking his head in disgust. Pope Delikado XXX: His odor is MOST UNKIND! Guards! Fetch us the dump truck of hand sanitizer and holy water!He claps his hands and the sound of a truck backing up is heard moments later before we cut to ringside.
'Almost famous'' by Eminem hits the PA system resulting in a stirring of the crowd. Several seconds later, Level-One steps out from behind the curtains cam corder in hand. He holds it up to his face and points it straight down at the ring before panning around at the rest of the crowd. As he walks down the ramp, he points the cameras in the faces of the fans whom are scowling with anger. Paige: Weighing in at 263 points from Toronto, Ontario, Canada currently residing in Hollywood, California! He is a FOUR TIME APW Undisputed Champion! Please welcome... Level-One!!!!Level-One continues down the ramp and as the crowd boos he shouts over them into the camera - seeing it as the opportune time to create a blog for his Youtube channel on his way to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and sticks the video camera in the referee's face telling him that he's going to face hell from Hollywood if he doesn't do his job. With that he leans against the ropes and casually continues to create his video blog, waiting for the match to get underway. Level One leans his arms on the top rope and waits for who his opponent is going to be. The timer starts the count down. 5 . . . . 4 . . . . 3 . . . . . 2 . . . . . . 1!!!!!!!!! The twangy strums of "Four Rusted Horses" starts and Buckson Gooch walks out, he looks around and soaks in the cheers for the wild crowd! Harvey: The fans chose Buckson Gooch!
Chase: I'm surprised we couldn't smell the pick.
Gooch lifts his large right arm and points from the high left to the high right. He pops his neck and glares at the ring. He walks to the ring without taking his eyes off of the ring. Gooch slides under the bottom rope and sits in the corner. He wipes his nose with his bare arm and grabs the top rope and pulls himself up. He snarls his nose, uses his finger and clogs his left nostril and fires a snot rocket to ringside...and then does the same with his left. He twists and pops his back...same serious look on his face...and he is ready for war. Level One vs. Buckson Gooch
Level One looks at the fans like, “That’s who you picked?” Level One shakes his head and goes to meet Buckson Gooch in the center of the ring...Level-One goes to lock up but is met with a giant fist in the middle of the forehead. Gooch points a dirty finger in Level-One’s face yelling something about respecting people. Level-One feels what is already turning into a big lump on his forehead and kicks Gooch in the stomach.
Chase: I have to say, Buck has guts for being so brash with Level One to start the match.
Harvey: But that isn’t getting him very far.
Level One watches as Gooch straightens back up and they get nose to nose.
Chase: They are the same height...eye to eye.
Harvey: But Gooch outweighs him by about 80 lbs.
Level One pats Gooch on the belly and Gooch takes a wild swing, L1 dodges it. Buck swings again...L1 dodges it. L1 backs up to the ropes and Gooch charges at him angry...Level One drops holding the top rope and Gooch tumbles to the floor and lands on his backside. Level One goes to the other side of the ring and starts mocking the fans. Gooch rolls back into the ring and charges again at L1...at the last moment, L1 drops again and Gooch tumbles over the top rope to the floor.
Harvey: Gooch seems to be outmatched.
Chase: Seems to be outmatched? Level One is one of the best wrestlers in the ENTIRE world! Gooch is a green rookie who’s gotten lucky. He’s going to have to fight smarter if he’s even going to have a shot at this match.
Buck sits on the ground embarrassed as he looks in the ring and Level One is laughing at him. The ref begins to count Buck out. But Buck walks up the ring steps and onto the ring apron. The ref backs up L1 and Buck gets into the ring. The two go for a lock up and Buck thumbs the eye of Level One and then hits him with some punches and then throws Level One to the corner. Buck digs his finger in the eye of Level One and screams out “WANNA GO FISHING?!?!?!” Buck runs and clotheslines Level One in the corner. Buck then throws Level One to the opposite corner, then runs at him and avalanches him. Buck pulls Level One out of the corner and snap mares him and then kicks him square in the back between the shoulder blades. Buck grabs him by the head and throws it down hard on the mat.
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Buck sits Level One up and locks in a chin lock. The ref checks for a choke but there’s none. Level One fights to his feet and Buck jumps down on Level One crashing him back down to the mat. Gooch takes the opportunity to get into a side mount with his face point toward Level One’s feet. Level One squirms to get out, but the larger Buck uses his weight as an advantage to the downfacing Level One. Buck yells out, “AND THIS IS HOW WE CASTRATE A BULL!!!!” Level One fights with all of his might now and squirms out of Buck’s hold and rolls out of the ring. Buck gets up and kicks at the bottom rope and Level-One dodges over toward the guardrail. Buck tries to get out of the ring but the ref stops him. He grabs at his hair in anger. Level One grabs his camera out and talks to it, “THAT IS ONE ANGRY HILLBILLY! I THINK I BROKE BUCKSON GOOCH’S BRAIN!!” Level One jumps to the apron, but makes the ref back a charging Gooch up. Level One wipes his eye and looks down, he sees blood. Apparently Buck burst something around his eye and he’s now bleeding. Level One’s face angers and he points at Buck and does a throat slicing motion. Buck charges again and gets around the referee and catapults Level One into the ring. Level One jumps back up and ducks a giant clothesline, he receives Gooch with a flipping clothesline of his own. Buck is back to his feet, but Level One is already behind him and nails him with a BIG German suplex! Gooch lands hard on his neck and rolls over to his side. Level One climbs to the top rope and leaps...TOP ROPE LEG DROP! Level One rolls the big redneck over and goes for what he thinks will be an easy pin...
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Chase: I can’t believe it!
Harvey: Gooch has more heart than just about everyone on the roster. It’s going to take a lot more to shut him down!
Level One just used three power moves to soften up the neck of Buckson Gooch, now he’s going to go in for the kill. Level One pulls Gooch’s arm back and locks in a Crossface Chickenwing.
Chase: Gooch is flopping around like that fish he was talking about earlier.
The ref is down asking if Gooch wants to submit. The camera zooms in on the eye of Level One, it appears to be bleeding from the inside corner and his eye is bloodshot.
Harvey: Those giant, calloused, hot dog fingers of Gooch really did a number on Level One.
Level One is cranking back but Buck breaks free with his arm. Level One gets up and stomps Gooch on the neck and shoulder, he drags Gooch to his feet and scales the turnbuckle...SLINGSHOT TO HELL!!!!!
Harvey: Why is he not going for the cover?
Chase: This has gone from match to public execution. He’s going to humiliate Buckson Gooch.
Level-One gets back down and cranks on the now loosened shoulder of Gooch into another Crossface Chickenwing. Gooch is in pain and the ref is in his face
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Level One holds on and then releases a little...It looks like Gooch is going to escape...
...then cranks it in again...and then releases...
Harvey: It looks like he’s just torturing Gooch, waiting until what he feels is Gooch’s threshold and then backing off.
The crowd is booing as Level One smiles over what he’s doing to Gooch...he nods with the boos and then cinches back hard...Buck is flouncing around but not going to give up. He kicks himself over and clamps his foot on the rope, the ref starts counting and Level One releases the hold at 4 and a half. Level One gets Buck back up and is going for another Slingshot to Hell...
Harvey: This isn’t good...
Gooch gains a little bit of his bearings and takes his thumb from his good arm and jabs it in Level One’s bad eye as he’s ascending the turnbuckles. Level One lets go of Gooch’s arm and falls to the mat holding his face.
Buck picks Level One up and drops him with a DDT with his good shoulder.
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Harvey: What a DDT!!
Chase: Such impact by the head of Level One!
Buck started elbowing Level One in the side of the head and around the eye. Buck gets up and waits for Level One to get up. Level One gets up and Buck kicks him a hooks his arms for a double arm DDT, but Level One fights it, gets his arms free and then grabs Buck and gives him a belly to belly suplex. Level One yells as he picks the heavier Buck up and gives him the Randy Orton Back Breaker.
Chase: A devastating back breaker!!
Level One covers Buck hooking the leg
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Harvey: That shoulder has taken a beating...but Gooch isn’t giving up.
Level One gets on the apron and sees that Gooch is down...he looks to the top rope and gives it a vicious look and cuts his head back to Gooch...Level One goes to the top rope...TOP ROPE LEG DROP!!!!!!!!
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CHASE: HE MOVED!
Harvey: THIS IS STILL ANYONE’S MATCH!!!!!!!
Level One’s mouth is open wide with pain as he landed hard on his tail bone. Gooch is to his feet and waits for Level One...Gooch is going for the Razorback Scrambler....HIS SHOULDER WENT OUT!!!!!
Harvey: His kick goes wide right!
Level One has had enough and grabs the big man by the hair and thrusts him on his shoulder...DARKNESS SHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Paige: The winner of this match...LEVEL ONE!!!!!!!!!!
Level one rolls off the big man EXHAUSTED as he crawls to his feet. using the ropes. The ref raises his hand, but Level One pulls it away and slides out of the ring to boos from the crowd. He makes his way to the back as Gooch pulls himself up looking disapointed. Chase: He may smell like crap, but Gooch gave his all this week and I respect that. He can hold his head up high knowing he took one of the best to his limit!The crowd cheers loudly for Gooch who smiles and makes his way back up the ramp. |
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Post by T-Marv on Apr 18, 2013 21:05:35 GMT -4
Our cameras pan to the backstage area and the crowd boos mercilessly as Evan Envi and Jenny Knite appear on-screen alongside Cindy Shannon. Envi has his Overdrive Championship draped over his shoulder and he smiles broadly into the camera. Cindy Shannon: I'm here with Jenny Knite, and our Overdrive Champion, Evan Envi, and we're--Evan: And Lady Overdrive.Cindy: ...Right... Jenny Knite, Evan Envi, and Lady Overdrive. And we're here, about-- oh, I'd say twenty feet from Buckson Gooch's locker room, and it's been brought to my attention that you have some words for him, Evan?Cindy holds the microphone out toward Envi, who never breaks his gaze with the camera, and his smile never falters... However, Jenny Knite intercepts the microphone instead. Jenny: Envi and Gooch are going to make amends today. Envi's going to apologize to his face for his actions two weeks ago on Overdrive... And we're gonna wish him luck for the Overdrive Championship match at Mayhem-- right, Ev?Evan: That's right!Cindy: Interesting. Well, shall we get this underway then?Evan: Cindy! This is a common act of kindness. Don't treat this like some sort of special occasion. Jeez.Jenny: Jeez.Cindy frowns as the two shove past her and make a beeline for Gooch's locker-room. Envi waits for Jenny to approach the door, and she knocks. The two step away, and the door swings open... And the crowd roars as Buckson Gooch steps out holding his shoulder and gets a pat on the back from the trainer. Gooch looks over and sees Evan smirking up at him. Evan: G'evening, Gooch!Jenny: Hey, Mr. Gooch!Buckson Gooch: Evan. Ms. Knite. Cindy. I just had my shoulder popped back into place, I'm not looking for a fight...but then again, I don't think that's why you're hear...in all honesty I'm flumoxxed to see you. Did I do something wrong?
Jenny: We came to make amends.Evan: In-person. We felt it was more appropriate. Besides... I think it'd be refreshing to have a friendly battle for the Overdrive Championship at Mayhem. Don't you?Evan extends his hand and the crowd boos. Gooch, though all smiles, is visibly hesitant to accept the hand... Though he shakes Envi's hand after a few seconds, to the Colombian crowd's dismay. Buckson Gooch: I'm looking forward to that, too. What good friends didn't start their friendship with getting kicked in the head? That's why I like my horse so much!
Evan: Hey-- you're a good guy, Gooch. You didn't deserve having me kick you in the head two weeks ago. And you definitely didn't deserve to get ambushed by Niobe and Knoxville on Monday. I mean... What was that?!Buckson Gooch: I dunno, man. I could think of any number of reasons for Knoxville to do that. I'd rather let my fists do the talking. Knoxville will get his comeuppance...as for you and me...all is forgiven, bro. I've always respected you and if you are man enough to apologize, that's good enough for me.
Evan: You don't have to worry about that with us. Me... Jenny... Delikado... We're as real as it gets. You don't have to check your back for a knife every five seconds-- not with us.Envi and Jenny, almost simultaneously, give Gooch warm smiles... Off-putting in how natural they appear. The crowd murmurs in skepticism, but Gooch takes no notice. Buckson Gooch: Knoxville and I were like oil and water. I dig the idea of us working together...Delikado has been working with my boy. Been real helpful. I imagine I learn a bunch from you guys too...we'll be like steak and eggs! Sooooie!
The quick acceptance of apology takes everyone aback, but they seem cool with it...even finding his enthusiasm humorous. Sooooie?Evan: Well...We'll see you around, Gooch.Evan and Jenny both smile up at him, and Cindy glances at the cameraman, obviously satisfied with what they captured. They begin to leave, before Gooch calls out to them. Buckson Gooch: Hey! Just so you know, even if you hadn't come to me, I would've called the match down the line, I just wouldn't have said anything. But, since we're friends now I can tell you this to your face and you'll know I'm being sincere...You have my word now, as my friend, that I'll do my best to make sure that no one gets involved in this match.
Envi doesn't reply but smirks and gives Gooch a nod. He leaves with Jenny, Cindy, and "Lady Overdrive", disappearing down the corridor as our scene fades to black.
Paige: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming first to the ring, from San Francisco, California by way of Hong Kong, China…weighing at *cough* *cough*, Amy Zing!It's just the way The game is played It's best if you just Wait your turn ::AMY ZING flashes across the screen. Various shots of Amy standing in the ring are shown. The final shot is of Amy bent over, and then rising, arms wide and pointing to the sides. As this shot is taken, the camera spins around, showing her from all angles, stopping to face her when she poses.:: The wait is ova The wait is ova The wait is ova The wait is ova ::Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other. She then walks to the middle and bends with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slaping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.:: It's getting crowded Over here But babe The wait is over Sometimes it takes A thousand tries To win The wait is over ::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leapfrogs onto the apron. She slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together. Once her hands touch, Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the ring..:: It's getting crowded Over here But babe The wait is over Sometimes it takes A thousand tries To win The wait is over ::Unwrapping the ribbon from her arm, Amy uses it to tie her hair in a ponytail. She starts clapping along with the song, trying to get the crowd behind her. She then leans against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to start.:: Paige: And her opponent..../color]
The screen goes dark for a moment as the crowd goes quiet. Suddenly Cristina's voice is heard screaming:
[shadow=purple,right,1200]"I Awake from Madness, One More Time!"[/shadow]
Lighting bursts across the titantron. Two explosions rip across the stage and then Shadow emerges from behind the curtain. The arena crowd is on their feet, cheering. The camera color scheme has shifted to black and white; Shadow slowly walks down the ramp with purpose.
Nicky Paige: From Denton, Texas. Standing at six foot eleven, weighing in at two hundred and ninety nine pounds, Shadow!
The Usher of Darkness wears his leather duster and strides through the fog that billows at his knees. Lighting continues to flash on the screens behind him and more fireworks explode as he marches toward the ring. While making his way around the ring, Shadow shakes hands with the kids, the fans who are there and even pose for a picture with one lucky person. He turns after circling the ring and pulls himself up and over the top rope. Inside Shadow raises one arm high as the two corners behind him burst with flames. The color returns to normal as the fans cheer wildly.
Amy Zing vs. Shadow (Winner gets to pick opponent Next Week)
Harvey: Both are fan favourites, going to be very interesting!
Chase: Indeed, one is an Overdrive newcomer and the other is very much experienced!
The Irresistible Force against the Immovable Object. At least, their size and stature would suggest that. Shadow immediately manages to grab his mitts all over Zing and whips her into a corner, but Zing responds with a couple of elbows behind her and escapes. While Shadow is nursing an eye, she knocks off the ropes and whacks a Spinning Heel Kick which is impressive, but doesn’t quite ground her opponent. Zing is quick up, and begins kicking Shadow with some weardown attacks, trying to get the big man to the floor. But the big man endures it for a while and then responds with a grab of one arm, followed up with a clothesline that sends Amy Zing flying through the air. He takes to his feet, getting a cheer from the crowd, though some members are rather reserved, being fans of the Hong Kong sensation. He lifts Zing up and throws her at the ropes, taking her down with a rasping boot to the chest. Shadow makes the cover:
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Harvey: Close call there by Shadow.
Chase: Close, but he should have applied the Big Boot there. Mistake, in my eyes.
Shadow lifts Zing up and forces her into the corner, throwing those wicked thrusts of his fist that would cripple an ordinary person. But Zing is no ordinary person, and resists it, before sending a comeback knee to the mid-section. She then uses the turnbuckle to her advantage to flip Shadow into a Tornado DDT! She doesn’t make the cover though, instead preferring to jump up and slam a swift elbow into her opponent’s chest. She throws her arms up to get a cheap pop from the crowd, before focusing back on Shadow, lifting him to his feet. She attempts an Irish Whip suggesting she’s thinking two steps ahead as she was clearly never going to whip Shadow, but Shadow is three steps ahead, and reverses her Hurricanrana attempt into a Spinning Powerbomb. There’s a giant pop for the reversal of the move, but Shadow can’t make a cover, still reeling from that Tornado DDT. Instead, he uses the ropes for assistance to rise to his feet, and lifts Zing up alongside. He throws her at the ropes, but this time Amy Zing is able to hit her Hurricanrana, throwing Shadow into the nearby turnbuckle.
Harvey: She finally gets it! Good stuff by this youngster.
Chase: I have to say she impresses more and more every time I see her.
She does indeed go for the Nihao “Shadow”, but as she hits the ropes, Shadow manages to roll out the way, and she whacks herself. It’s a good thing she doesn’t have man parts. Anyways, Zing is in pain but manages to stumble to her feet, and straight into a Full Nelson Slam. Shadow makes a cover but Zing kicks out after two, and Shadow is left a little frustrated, but must take it on the chin. They rise again and lock up, and Zing throws a high angled kick into Shadow’s armpit, showing off her expertise at martial arts. She follows that up with more high-angled kicks, again forcing Shadow into a corner, and he has to try his best to cover all his parts to avoid further attack. Zing pauses and cheers to the crowd, allowing Shadow to stumble out of the corner, before hitting a Handspring Elbow, quickly making a cover…
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Harvey: Oooh, so close there!
Chase: Shadow was moments away from losing this!
Zing whacks the ground in frustration, but it’s suggested that she knows she needs to do a bit better than that to wrap this match up. She picks Shadow up again, but the big guy shows his authority, simply pushing her away with his massive palms. She takes such a hit that the impact rolls her over and she’s in a crouching position, and manages to regain composure to drop toe hold the stampeding Shadow into the bottom turnbuckle pad. He bounces off it like a basketball on a trampoline, but Zing isn’t willing to go easy, and quickly launches into another Handspring attempt, this time dropping an elbow onto Shadow’s fallen body. She’s got the crowd behind her and picks Shadow up, kneeing him in the chest, before going for the Fenghuang Kick! But Shadow is able to duck it, and rolls Zing into a Schoolgirl:
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Harvey: Wonderful recovery, but Shadow can’t get the cover!
Chase: Says it all when Shadow, more than twice his opponent’s weight, resorts to a Schoolboy! Or girl. Whatever.
Both are back to their feet quickly and Zing a little more shocked at the reversal. She goes for another kick, whacking the side of Shadow’s face, knocking him a little senseless. She then follows that up with another attempted Tornado DDT, but Shadow is able to use his vast strength to avoid it, and manages to hold Zing in the air before slamming her down into a Spinebuster variant. There’s a cheer from the fans, and Shadow lifts Zing up again, ready to end the match, pointing at his foot. He whips Zing at the ropes and goes for The Big Boot, but Zing manages to duck under it. She hits off the ropes, and launches herself into the Fenghuang Kick, which this time connects!
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Harvey: Zing’s done it! The Fenghuang Kick connects and she’s won the match!
Chase: Her gameplan was flawless, she’s kicked her way to victory, and she’s going to go very far here in APW.
Paige: Here is your winner….Amy Zing!!!
Amy gets to her feet jubalant about her first Overdrive victory and poses for the cheers from the crowd. Shadow nods at her before sliding out of the ring and letting her get her celebration in.
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Post by T-Marv on Apr 18, 2013 21:06:11 GMT -4
Backstage, Pope Delikado XXX is sitting in his papal throne in the aftermath of his match. He drinks champagne from an over-crowded goblet as a college-aged Colombian girl rubs his bare feet. A door is heard opening off-screen and seconds later Jimmy Gooch enters the room carrying a small box under his arm. Jimmy Gooch: Sorry, Deli, the cocaine store was closed for the day.The Cuban Pope looks up in dismay. Pope Delikado XXX: Saaay whaaaa…Jimmy Gooch: Yeah, apparently every third Thursday in Colombia is when the cocaine manufacturers and dealers and drug lords all go read books in the public library. Apparently you can NOT talk them out of taking up the entire Teenage Romantic Fantasy section. But, uh, it’s sounding like you and L1 will be co-refereeing the Champion’s Ball tonight, so I had one of the staff round you up some gear.Jimmy hands the box to the Pope, who finishes off his goblet of champagne and puts it aside before taking the box and opening it. He pulls out a referee’s suit and tries to pull it on over his heavy papal robes to no avail. This clearly frustrates His Cuban Holiness. Pope Delikado XXX: This is a disgrace! It does not fit over our holiest of outfits! Whoever the heretic was that put this together for us needs to be burned at the stake after he is hanged and castrated and chewed upon by wild porcupines!The locker-room door opens seconds later and a man walks in. Random Guy: Hey, Delikado, did you like the referee outfit I made for you? Pope Delikado XXX: *snaps fingers* Guards. Suddenly, four men dressed like members of the Pontifical Swiss Guard appear out of nowhere, snatch up the man, and drag him out of the room, slamming the door behind them. Jimmy Gooch’s eyes widen in surprise as he hears a wail followed by a rope twanging, followed by a gross cutting sound, followed by the snarls of what can only be wild porcupines, and then finally a small “boom” and the crackling of fire. Random Guy: AYYEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! All goes quiet now. The Pope casually goes back to sipping more champagne from his goblet as the Colombian girl quietly massages his feet. Jimmy Gooch: So uh, what now…?Pope Delikado: Well, if elected to referee the Champion’s Balls, we shall do so. From there, we will push for next week, where we have BIG doings regarding Callahan and the liberation of the World Heavyweight Championship. Doings we require your assistance for, young Jimmy.Jimmy Gooch: Sure thing, Bawse. Whatcha need?Pope Delikado reaches into his pocket and pulls out a list. He hands the list off to Jimmy. Pope Delikado XXX: We shall be holding a summit next week, a Council if you will. At this meeting we shall order Callahan and Level One to come down to the ring and renounce their evils before the final battle at Mayhem. After that, we shall have them kiss the wrestling papal ring upon our hand, perhaps even the holy boot on our feet.Jimmy Gooch: You think Callahan or Level One will REALLY do any of that?Pope Delikado XXX: Ooh they will most CERTAINLY. It is in their best interest not just as wrestlers, but as men with very mortal souls. If they do not do as we command of them at the Council next week, young Jimmy, then by the will of the Wrestling Gods, we shall enact the fullest extent of our power:The camera zooms in quickly and dramatically toward Delikado’s face as his eyes narrow. Pope Delikado XXX: We shall non-communicate them. Jimmy gasps, though it’s clear he doesn’t quite know what that means, but Delikado smiles nonetheless. Pope Delikado XXX: Yes, non-communication is a punishment most severe and most deserving of gasps of fear. It is not what we want to do, but if Callahan and Level One choose to continue being heretics working under the guidance of the Wrestling Devil against our Goodness, we shall have no choice. It will doom their very souls and stuff. Doom them…TO HECK! Bwhahahahahahaaaaaa….errr….Amen. Now take this list and go get the stuff on it. It will arouse the atmosphere for the Council. Try looking at K-Mart first, they’re masters of carrying arousing stuff.Jimmy Gooch: Ahh, you got it Bawse.Jimmy nods and exits the room as the Cuban Pope leans back in his throne and sighs comfortably while his young foot-rubber continues doing her job. Pope Delikado XXX: Massage a little more northerly, if you will, Emilia. It is the most vital area for a referee, you know, not to mention a holy Good person such as myself.Emilia proceeds to rub Delikado’s shins, even as he waves her hands further upward. We only see his face now, but his words suggest what is going on below. Pope Delikado XXX: Keep going…keep going…kee—*singing* CUUUUZ IIIII…GOT TOOOOOOOOOOOOO BE FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!....Like a Pope!He goes back to drinking champagne from the goblet as he enjoys himself and plans this “Council” that is to apparently occur next week…
Our camera pans into the Sindicate locker room to a chorus of boos from the crowd. The LeWinter sisters flank Level One on either side-- Kia running a file over her nails while Violet massages One's shoulders, murmuring something to him about the World Heavyweight Championship. Felipe DeLoren: If you're going to get your hands on Callahan then... Tonight's probably the best time to get that accomplished. He's got two champions to contend with. You know that anybody with half a brain is going to vote for you as one of those special referees... Maybe it's time someone shuts that guy up.Level One: You know, that's probably what they want. That's what they expect.Level One chuckles and shakes his head. Level One: If Callahan wants to make a stupid decision tonight, then I'll be more than happy to--The group is interrupted by a knock at the door, grasping their attention before One nods to Kia. She quickly runs over to the door and pulls it open, enough to peek into the corridor. Kia: Who's th...?The conversation soon devolves into whispers and Level One glances curiously, trying to peer out into the hallway. Level One: Who is it?Kia turns. Kia: It's Evan Envi. He wants to talk to you.For a moment, the room falls silent-- before Level One begins to laugh, prompting Violet and Felipe to do the same afterward, albeit hesitantly. He gestures for Kia to let him inside, and she obliges. The Overdrive Champion steps into the room with a surprisingly pleasant on his face and glances around the locker-room for a moment before his eyes settle on Level One. Evan: Greetings!Level One: Yeah. What?Evan: Just wanted to tell you... I know we've had some issues in the past. I know we've had our differences, and our misunderstandings, but I wanted to let you know that all of that is behind us... I'm willing to let bygones be bygones and accept the fact that the two of us have a common enemy in Michael Callahan. Your business doesn't interest me, and I'm sure the same is true both ways...
But you have something I want.Level One's face falls, but quickly curves back into a smirk a second later. Level One: Yeah? And what the hell might that be?Evan: Your honesty.Level One: Ha... Ahahaha... My honesty. Really?Evan: Yup.Evan looks around the locker room again, briefly. Evan: I'm not an idiot. I know that these fans are gonna want to see you and Delikado as the referees for the triple threat match tonight. And I just want to let you know that if you do anything to screw me in that match... Then I'm gonna come after you. All of you.
And you might kick my ass. I might fail a few times. It might take me a few tries. But I will come after you, and I will get each and every single one of you.He looks around at them and then quickly continues. Evan: This will be my show from now on. You can take Callahan's World Title away, but it'll be this-- it'll be this that everyone will be longing for after tonight.To emphasize, Evan holds up "Lady Overdrive" to a mixed reaction, mainly negative, from the crowd. Level One glances at the title and then looks at Evan, a stoic expression on his face. Level One: "Your" show. Really, boy?Level One pushes Evan back, and Evan stumbles into the doorway. Level One: You can come in here and you can try to threaten me-- but let history speak for itself. You're only gonna get yourself hurt, little boy... And these people won't be victims. They'll be witnesses. I'll hurt you. I'll hurt Callahan. I'll hurt your butt-buddy, Delikado.
I'll even hurt Jenny. Hell, I'll hurt your LADY. Come at me wrong again... And hey... I'm not playin' favorites in the triple threat match tonight if these people vote for me as the ref. You know me. A sucker for equality.
Unless, of course, you do something to mess with my World Title match. That could lead to an issue, potentially.Evan: Of course...Level One smirks. Level One: Get out.Evan: Oh. Gladly.Envi meets One's smirk with a smirk, and the two remain locked in a cold stare for a moment before Evan pivots and exits the room. Level One slams the door behind him, staring at the door for a moment until his smile fades and he turns, casting an ominous glance over the rest of the Sindicate, and we cut away.
color=pink]The following contest is a triple threat match for one fall. But first let me introduce you the FAN selected referees for the evening!!!![/color] Harvey: Like there’s even a doubt in my mind!A drumroll begins playing over the loudspeakers as pyro goes off and out walks Level One and DElikado with a referee T-Shirt on. They glare at each other before slowly making their way down the ramp. The crowd boos loudly as they roll in the ring and pose in opposite corners. Paige: Introducing now the CO special guest referees Level One and Delikado.They both stare at each other before looking down the ramp. Chase: Now THIS is what I’m talking about!The lights in the area quickly cut out. The fans are abuzz, and the electricity in the air is met with one lyric. “ALL OF THE LIGHTS” Fireworks go off in time with the bass to the song as a large, dark silhouette appears on the stage. It stands still as a statue as the music continues and the capacity crowd cheers its collective heart out. Paige: Introducing first From New York City! Weighing 275 pounds...The APW Xtreme Champion A.C. SMITH!!!!!The lights slowly come back on around the building, and only now does the big man move down the aisle. He confidently surveys the scene around him and touches the outstretched hands of fans as the chorus kicks in. “Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the liiiiights” Smith soaks in the admiration as he pauses just for a moment at the ringside steps. However, the multiple-time world champion quickly pops up to the apron, runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and poses atop it to more cheers from the crowd. After a few seconds, Smith pivots and jumps down to the ring, where he begins to loosen up for his upcoming match. Chase: And here comes that oversized airbrain who SOMEHOW escaped with the title last week. I’m so sick and tired of seeing his ugly mug with that belt. Harvey: AC SMITH has faced down every challenge put in front of him and still continues to impress. I’m proud to have him our champion. ”When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you AGAIN...!" ”When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you AGAIN...!" Multi-colored lights dance all across the arena as the opening riffs of "Helter Skelter" blast through the PA system. Seconds later, the crowd boos as the attractive, young, petite blonde that the world has come to know as Jenny Knite emerges from the back with a microphone in one hand and the Overdrive Championship-- aka "Lady Overdrive"-- in the other. Jenny Knite: Ladies and gentlemen... From Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at a methodical and purposeful two hundred and twelve pounds... He is the KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING OF OVERDRIIIIIIIIIIVE... EVAN ENVIIIII!Bogota, Colombia boos despite Jenny Knite's joy. She applauds Evan Envi as he emerges from the back, dressed in a white jacket with the name "ENVI" emblazoned across the back in blood-red, shimmering cursive. He looks out into the booing legions of fans, grinning. Chase: Nicky Paige WISHES she was that good!Jenny holds the Overdrive Championship up to Envi and he leans in to plant a kiss on the belt's face. He then stands upright and allows her to gently place it over her shoulder before she hands him the microphone, gives him a wink and disappears to the back. Harvey: Well-- I guess Jenny Knite won't be accompanying Envi to ringside tonight.Chase: She MORE than earned her paycheck with that brilliant introduction! Envi probably gave her the night off early!Evan, with a running start, hops up onto the apron on one-knee and slides across with a sickening grin on his face before hopping up to stand atop the turnbuckles, screaming out to the jeering fans. The "King of Overdrive" finally hops down into the ring and hands the ring jacket to the referee, scolding him to be careful with it before he turns toward the audience with "Lady Overdrive" still over his shoulder and the microphone in hand. His music fades. Evan: Real. Wrestling.The crowd boos, simply at the two simple words and Evan grins out into the booing legions, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. Evan: This is it, boys. This is war.Evan tosses the microphone to the ground and hands the referee the Overdrive Championship, ignoring the overwhelming boos from our audience. Harvey: This kid is trying to get us sued. I swear. It's a conspiracy.Chase: You know-- part of me thinks you're right. But he's the KING! If he can't say this stuff, who can?!Evan paces back and forth in the ring, grinning, awaiting combat. Harvey: He has great talent in that ring, but his attitude leaves something to be desired. The lights go out and the arena descends into a hushed silence as the intro to "Hellraiser" by Ozzy Osbourne hits the sound system. When the drums kick in, a single spot light shines down from the rafters and the crowd roar their hearts out in dismay at the impending arrival of the champion. At last when the guitar kicks in, Michael Callahan struts out of the curtain holding the World Heavyweight Championship like a guitar, strumming and playing it and banging his head much to the chagrin of the fans.I'M LIVING ON AN ENDLESS ROAD!
AROUND THE WORLD FOR ROCK AND ROLL!
SOMETIMES, IT FEELS SO TOUGH!
BUT I STILL AIN'T HAD ENOUGH!
I KEEP SAYING THAT IT'S GETTING TOO MUCH!
BUT I KNOW I'M A LIAR!
FEELING ALRIGHT, IN THE NOISE AND THE LIGHT!
BUT THAT'S WHAT LIGHTS MY FIRE! Paige: Introducing next from Kelso, Washington… THE APW World Heavyweight Champion, MICHAEL CALLAHAN!As the chorus kicks in, Callahan flips his head back and slings the championship over his shoulder casually as he prepares to make his walk down. Callahan salutes the ring, before confidently strutting his way down to the ring with a certain sway about him not quite seen in a long time. When he makes it down to the ring, he swaggers his way up the steps, wipes both feet off on the apron then swings his leg over the middle and climbs in as the cameras flash to capture his grand entrance.
He takes his final moment to posture atop the furthest turnbuckle, draping the belt over his shoulder and throwing up the twin-linked Nixon V's as his music dies down and the light comes back on fully.Chase: I can’t stand the hypocricy in this man. He talks down to Evan Envi when in reality he’s a thousand times worse than Evan could ever be. It makes me sick. Harvey: But since his inception to Overdrive, he’s been trying to do the right thing. And when he faces off against our TWO referees at Mayhem, he’ll show just that.
Michael Callahan vs. Evan Envi vs. AC Smith
Level One calls for the bell as the three men look at each other trying to get a feel out. Both AC and Callahan look at each other and then at Evan Envi who scowls and prepares for both of them. But out of no where comes Delikado!
Chase: LAST CALL TO CUBA!
Harvey: What is he doing? He’s a referee and getting involved with this match? That was uncalled for.
Chase: THAT WAS A LESSON!
The crowd boos loudly as Callahan falls down and rolls to the outside of the ring. AC Smith looks at Delikado who shrugs innocently as Level One laughs. AC turns around and gets a Calf Kick to the head by Envi that takes him down. Evan pulls him back up and pulls him into a quick armdrag. AC rolls to his feet and Evan goes for a hiptoss, but AC blocks it and knees Evan in the gut before hitting a hip toss of his own. AC comes off the rope and goes for an Elbow to the head but Evan moves aside. As AC gets up, EVAN grabs him with a SPIKE DDT in the middle of the ring and makes the cover, both Delikado and Level One make the pin.
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Evan pulls AC up, but AC shoves him off and scoops him up for a powerslam. He pulls Evan back to his feet and locks him in a side headlock throwing multiple punches to his head and face. HE then slams him down to the mat and runs off the rop hitting a Knee drop in the middle of the ring. He makes a cover.
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Chase: MAN that was close. The Mega Megastar was about to take this one quickly.
Harvey: Perhaps you missed the part where AC almost got the pin as well?
Chase: You believe what you want. I’ll believe what I want.
Level One and Delikado now Argue about who made the pin count the best. And while they’re arguing, Michael Callahan rolls in from the outside and charges right at Delikado who hides behind Level One. L1 points at his ref shirt and tells Callahan to cool his jets. Callahan turns right around as Envi is right there with a kick to the gut and an attempted Gutwrench powerbomb, but Callahan slides behind Evan and shoves him hard into the ropes. Callahan then ducks as from behind him comes a PISSED off AC smith with a Big Boot to Evan taking him down hard.
Chase: Way to hit a guy when he wasn’t looking!
Harvey: Hypocrisy, look it up!
AC turns around into a Forearm to the head of AC that sends him stumbling. He then hits a few Knife Edge chops before AC grabs him and throws him into the corner for a hard elbow, but Callahan ducks underneath and hits the Corporate Waltz punching combo. AC goes down but gets right back up only to get a Cactus Clothesline, and Another. Callahan then grabs him with a INVERTED DDT. He rolls AC over and grabs his legs holding in a Boston Crab. AC screams in pain while Delikado and Level One seem to not even pay attention. Delikado then comes up and tells Callahan to break the hold. Callahan argues but Level One pulls smith to the ropes and then tells him to break the hold.
Chase: FANTASTIC bit of officiating there by
Harvey: Hypocrisy, look it up!
Callahan looks pissed but instead of arguing goes over to the top rope and leaps off with the Primary Elbow! He makes the cover.
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Harvey: My God, that was the slowest count I’ve ever seen in my life!
Callahan and Delikado glare at each other as Level One begins talking back to him as well. They threaten to Disqualify Level One as Callahan just throws his hands up. Level One turns around and CALLAHAN HITS HIM WITH A LINDSLIDE ELECTION OUT OF NOWHERE!
Chase: HE Can’t do that! He just laid his hands on a referee!
Delikado runs over and gets a SNAP DDT for his trouble. But Evan Envi is right there with THE BLUES to Callahan! But there is nobody to make the cover. Evan calls for a Ref but AC Smith is right there with a HARD SPEAR to the gut of Evan Envi as another ref makes his way down to the ring. He pulls him back up and hits a RUSSIAN Leg Sweep taking Evan down again. AC smith stomps away on Evan before hitting a few falling elbows. He pulls him up again and hits a Gutwrench powerbomb and makes the cover.
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Chase: Come on EVAN! Wait, what the hell is going on out there!
Harvey: Callahan is getting worked over by his contenders.
Callahan is pulled to the outside and beaten on by Delikado and Level One. Deli holds Callahan up and Level One explodes with a clothesline, but Callahan moves and Level One hits Delikado. Level One screams down at him for getting in the way, but Delikado gets up and hits a hard right hand to Level One. Callahan hits one of his own, and then one to Delikado. Level One shoves them both to the Baracade and then follows with a double clothesline sending all three of them into the crowd. They brawl with each other.
Chase: It looks like they’re out of this match.
Harvey: Looks like Evan Envi is going to be soon too!
AC smith lifts him up for the Big Apple Asskicker but Evan slides behind him, spins him around and hits THE BLUES! He runs to the ropes springboards and HITS THE HELTER SKELTER! He covers.
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THREE!
Chase: YESSSSS!!!!
Harvey: WOW! The Overdrive champion with the victory out of nowhere.
Paige: Winner of this match via pinfall… the APW Overdrive Champion…. EVAN ENVI!
Evan celebrates in the ring as the crowd boos at him loudly. He is handed his belt and then rolls out of the ring and heads to the backstage area. AC Smith rolls out of the ring and greets some fans as he exits as well.
Chase: Wait, where are the other three?
Harvey: I’m getting word that they’ve fought to the backstage area where Security is there to break it up.
Security stands in between Michael Callahan, Level One and Delikado trying to separate them all as Michael wants to get his hands on his opponents at Mayhem badly. The scene slowly cuts out.
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Post by T-Marv on Apr 18, 2013 21:06:30 GMT -4
The crowd boos as Evan Envi is seen walking backstage, a bit gingerly after the triple threat match. "Lady Overdrive" is wrapped around his left shoulder and he has a broad grin on his face. He watches with a perked eyebrow as Jenny Knite approaches him, quickly, to boos from the crowd. Evan: Did you see that?! Did you see it?! I TOLD everybody what was gonna happen!Jenny: Yes-- yes, I saw. It was amazing. But--Evan: This is just the beginning, Jenny. We're taking back APW. Me, Delikado, Lady Overdrive, you. We're gonna take it by storm.Jenny: I know. And I'm excited for that. But--Evan: And nobody's gonna stop us.Jenny: Come here.Evan blinks a few times as Jenny pivots and half-jogs away from him, around the corner, but he follows, matching her pace. The cameras switch views to a different corridor and we immediatel see Buckson Gooch, seated against the wall, wincing as medics begin to pull shards of glass from the area around his left eye with tweezers. Jenny: See?The camera focuses on Envi's face, which looks-- almost amused. Almost as if prepared to show joy for a moment, but he quickly suppresses it and a grimace crosses his face. He shakes his head as he looks at Gooch and quickly approaches him. Evan: What happened?Buckson Gooch: I'm... I'm not sure... I was just walking past the-- the--Gooch nods toward the room behind him, which is the medical examiner's room. The window has clearly been shattered. Buckson Gooch: And someone swung a pipe or something at me. Got me pretty good... Probably not as hard as they meant to or nothin'. The window took some more damage than I did.Jenny: Did-- did you see who did it?Buckson Gooch slowly looks up at Jenny. She looks at him, curiously and patiently. Buckson Gooch: No.Envi just nods and backs away. Evan: You're alright though. Right?Buckson Gooch: I'm fine. Just been a rough week, I guess. Thank you, guys. Envi gives Gooch a reassuring nod and then nudges Jenny before walking past her, making his way back toward his locker room. Jenny looks after Evan, and turns, giving Gooch a very odd relative of a smile... Before she turns and follows Envi. Medic: You okay to stand up, Mr. Gooch?Buckson Gooch: Yeah... Yeah.Buckson Gooch pushes himself to his feet and brushes some more of the glass off of himself, shooting another look down the hall at Evan and Jenny-- who turns and looks at Gooch once more-- before we fade to black on the Possumgrape Sasquatch.
Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is our MAIN EVENT!A recognizable guitar riff starts to crescendo into the arena. The crowd boos loudly at recognition of Tool's epic prayer for apocalypse, "Aenima" Drums and bass enter the mix and the lights of the arena begin to flicker in time with the beat. Some say the end is near... Kid Dynamo appears on the entryway, eliciting more booing from the audience. Harvey: What a way to end Fans' Appreciation Night...with a huge singles match over a year in the making!Chase: What are you talking about? This only got announced last week!He is staring at the ring as the crowd continues to boo. After a moment, he begins to walk down to ringside. Paige: Coming down to the ring now weighing in at 215 pounds and hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana.....KID DYNAMOOOO!The crowd gives a loud disapproval. Harvey: The crowd certainly not split on their loyalty in this match.Chase: I could've told you that! Look around!The camera cuts to Dynamo signs throughout the arena... "Dynamo Go Home" "KD's Only APW fan (down arrow)" "Dynamo fears Mr. Dangerous" When he gets to the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope and prepares for the match as the music cuts out. A green hue fills the arena as "Writing On the Wall" by the Tea Party begins to play and the fans instantly jump to their feet, cheering loudly. Paige: Coming down to the ring now weighing in at 215 pounds and hailing from Fargo, North Dakota...the North Dakota Cowboy.....CEEEEEEEE-JAAAAAAAY GATES!C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out from the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his "Go Big or Go Home" T-shirt. He points out to the fans in attendance and smiles before making his way down the ramp, tagging hands with the fans along the side of it. Harvey: Looks like the fans disagree with the idea that Gates is on the decline.Chase: But the kid had stats! How do you argue with stats?Harvey: Right now the only stat that matters is Gates going 1-0 right now!Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet. Keeping his peripheral vision on his opponent, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and points out at the fans one more time before raising his arms in the air to another loud chorus of cheers. Harvey: Whatever you think about these two, it's clear they are here to BRING IT tonight!Gates hops down to the canvas and faces Dynamo as the music fades out, the lights return and the bell sounds. Main Event
Kid Dynamo vs. C.J. Gates
The two Cruiserweights circle the ring, closing on each other and tying up. Dynamo gets the upper hand and pushes Gates into the corner, then delivers a knee to Gates’ midsection. The referee separates the two, but Dynamo immediately leaps up for a drop kick to Gates, connecting and stunning the Cowboy. Dynamo runs away from Gates, then charges for a corner splash, but Gates gets out of the way and Dynamo crashes into the turnbuckle! Dynamo stumbles away from the corner and right into a spinning heel kick from Gates. CJ pulls Dynamo up to his feet then Irish Whips him across the ring, and then leaps up for a dropkick but Dynamo braces the ropes and CJ hits nothing but air! As Gates gets up, Dynamo turns and leaps onto the top rope, then moonsaults backwards, grabbing CJ’s head and sending him down to the mat! Dynamo covers…
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Dynamo gets up and stomps CJ in the shoulder to prevent Gates from getting off the mat. Dynamo stomps his head a few more times, then jumps and drops a knee right into Gates’ shoulder. Before Dynamo can try again, Gates rolls away onto his back, visibly wincing. Dynamo jumps up for a legdrop, but Gates rolls out of the way and Dynamo’s legdrop hits nothing but canvas. As Dynamo sits stunned, Gates gets up and quickly hits a shining wizard! Gates hooks the leg…
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Gates pops up and once Dynamo gets himself to his feet, hits a dropsault that knocks Dynamo down. Dynamo pops back up but Gates hits another dropsault! Dynamo gets back up and a third dropsault connects!
Harvey: The crowd is on fire as Gates gains some serious momentum in this match!
Chase: For being so smart, what kind of idiot walks into three of those like that?
Gates catches his breath while Dynamo very slowly gathers himself and starts to get up. Timing Dynamo’s ascent to his feet, Gates runs to the nearest corner and jumps up, leaping backwards with a whisper in the wind, but Dynamo dodges and Gates crashes into the canvas! Gates gets up quickly, but Dynamo closes and hits him with a right hand, then another, then a kick to the gut and then drops Gates with a DDT! Dynamo with the cover…
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KICKOUT!
Harvey: Dynamo looks like he is trying to sneak a three-count!
Dynamo smacks the mat once in frustration, then pulls Gates up to his feet and locks in a full nelson hold. Gates tries to break free but Dynamo keeps it cinched in. Gates’ efforts start to fade, and Dynamo seizes the opportunity. He brings his leg forward to try and sweep Gates into a full-nelson facebuster, but Gates manages to break the hold and roll through the attempt, tumbling forward to his feet as Dynamo barely blocks himself from dropping face-first to the canvas. Gates comes back and goes to kick Dynamo in the midsection, but Dynamo catches his foot. Gates hops on his leg a couple times, and then jumps up for an enziguri. Dynamo ducks, but Gates lands on his feet and turns around…right into a clothesline from Dynamo! Dynamo quickly jumps and connects a legdrop to Gates, then pops back up for another! Dynamo with a cover…
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Dynamo lifts up to his knees, visibly frustrated, then crawls over to Gates’ head and locks in a triangle chokehold on Gates!
Chase: That’s how you beat a high flyer like Gates!
Harvey: I’m sure Dynamo would love nothing more than to defeat Gates by knocking him unconscious.
The ref checks on Gates as well as to see if his shoulders are ever both down on the mat. You can see Gates’ struggling to break the hold, but Dynamo keeps it locked in.
Harvey: Can Gates get free? Is this it, folks?
Gates realizes their proximity to the ropes and with a huge effort, lunges his leg towards the ropes, connecting and propping his foot on the bottom rope, causing the ref to demand a break. Dynamo releases before the ref starts a count, and Dynamo gets to his feet, visibly plotting his next move. As Gates starts to stir and get up, Dynamo walks through the nearby ropes, standing on the apron. Once Gates gets to his feet, Dynamo jumps up to a standing position on the rope, then leaps toward Gates, holding his arm out for the flying chokeslam…but Gates grabs the arm and turns it into a flying arm-drag takedown! The crowd pops huge as both wrestlers lie on the mat catching their breath.
Harvey: Very exciting match thus far! Two great technicians playing high-stakes chess!
Chase: “High-stakes chess” sounds like the lamest thing ever.
The ref starts a ten-count, but immediately both wrestlers begin gingerly getting up. Gates is up early enough to greet Dynamo getting to his feet with a right band that knocks him back to the ropes, and then whips him across the ring. Dynamo bounces off the ropes and comes back, but Gates leaps over him, then drops to the mat as Dynamo runs back over him, then Gates runs to the opposite ropes, leaps up to the top rope, and meets Dynamo with a corkscrew missile dropkick that drops him like a rock! The crowd explodes at the impressive move, and begins a new chant:
“C-J’S AWESOME! (clap clap clap-clap clap)”
Gates takes a second to consider his next move, then, instead of going for a pin, walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs up facing backwards.
Harvey: CJ could be looking for "Dropping DOW” to end this one!
Chase: Well, he better hurry. My sources tell me Dynamo lost his last match because his opponent played possum.
Harvey: You have sources?
Chase: Of course…Wait! Look!
Chase’s words come to fruition as Gates, moving slowly, prepares to moonsault, unaware that Dynamo has gotten up to one knee. As Gates leaps backwards, Dynamo stands up, plants his back foot, and connects with a Superkick right to Gates’ inverted jaw!
The announcers and crowd collectively gasp as Gates crashes into a motionless heap.
Harvey: OH MY GOD! Dynamo just countered Dropping Dow with the Last Stand superkick!
Chase: Gates is done. No way he’s conscious right now. No way.
Harvey: That was a VICIOUS shot to the head, but don’t count out Gates!
Chase: Oh, let me be clear: I am counting out Gates!
Dynamo, breathing heavily from fatigue and barely able to stand, takes a moment to review his handiwork as the crowd boos loudly. Dynamo then drops down and hooks the leg for a cover attempt…
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The crowd explodes and Dynamo runs his hands through his hair, visibly shaken by the failed pin attempt.
Harvey: He kicked out! Holy crap, He kicked out!
Chase: That doesn’t mean he’s back in this. Hell, Gates is so loopy that he probably thinks he’s on Asylum right now!
Frustrated, Dynamo gets up and pulls Gates up to his feet. Dynamo goes for a right hook but Gates blocks it and counters with a right hand of his own! Dynamo recovers and tries again, but AGAIN Gates blocks and delivers a blow to the head. Gates tries again, but Dynamo kicks him in the gut, and delivers a Double-Arm DDT, then stays down, hooks the arms, and pulls backward, trying to separate both shoulders.
Harvey: The CTO! Dynamo’s locked in the CTO!
Chase: Gates is done! There’s no rope to get to to save him now.
The ref kneels over by Gates, verbally asking him if he quits since Gates can’t physically tap out. Gates shakes his head each time the ref asks, but the pain is visible on CJ’s face. The crowd, desperate to get back in the match, starts chanting.
“C-J! C-J! C-J!”
Dynamo keeps the hold locked in as Gates appears to fade. The ref asks him if he quits, but for the first time there’s no answer. The ref asks again, and still no answer.
Harvey: Has Gates passed out from the pain? Is this the end?
Dynamo smiles as the ref asks a third time, then starts to stand, presumptively to call for the bell
CJ Gates: WAIT!
The crowd pops as Gates starts to once again show signs of life, the smile immediately wiped from Dynamo’s face. Gates brings one leg in to a low kneel, and then does the same for the other leg. Dynamo starts to look concerned, trying to wrench harder on the arms to prevent Gates from any further movement. Gates screams, and then wills both of them up as he gets one foot on the ground, then the other, now standing but bent over in a double underhook. Dynamo looks like he tries to turn it into a suplex, but Gates overpowers him and prevents it, then lifts Dynamo up and hits a back body drop that breaks the hold and puts the crowd in a frenzy! Gates drops to a knee in exhaustion as Dynamo crashes on the mat.
Harvey: I don’t think he can do it! I don’t think Dynamo can stop Gates tonight!
Chase: Calm down. Neither one of them have played all their cards yet.
Gates gets up as stalks Dynamo as he slowly gets to one knee, Gates runs at Dynamo but Dynamo sidesteps and connects with a drop toe hold that causes Gates to eat the bottom turnbuckle! Dynamo whips his arms out and shouts “ENOUGH!” then walks over to the adjacent turnbuckle and climbs to the top as Gates gets up and stumbles toward the center of the ring.
Chase: Oh man! Gates is just WALKING into it right now! Dynamo sizes up Gates, then leaps forward for another attempted Flying Chokeslam…but again Gates counters by grabbing Dynamo and sitting out on a shoulder jawbreaker that causes Dynamo’s head to bounce several feet off of Gates’ shoulder before his whole body collapses in the middle of the ring.
Harvey: MARKET CRASH! MARKET CRASH!
Dynamo looks unconscious but Gates looks out to the crowd, and they go nuts! Gates jogs over to the opposite turnbuckle.
Chase: Didn’t Gates learn his lesson last time? Or did that shot to the head erase his memory?
Gates climbs the turnbuckle, comes to a stand, and leaps into the air. Hundreds of camera flashes go off as Gates performs the Gatecrasher…AND CONNECTS!
Harvey: GATECRASHER! IT’S OVER!
CJ hooks the leg and the entire crowd shouts in unison with the ref’s pounding of the mat…
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The bell rings and “Writing On The Wall” plays as the crowd goes into pandemonium as Gates leans back to a kneeling position, visibly beat from the match. After a moment, he stands up and the ref goes to raise his hand.
Paige: Here is your winner….CEEEEEEEEE-JAAAAAAY GAAAAATES!
Gates, slowly and out-of-breath, walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs it to look out at the crowd. Meanwhile, Dynamo has come to and inconspicuously rolls out off to the side of the ring.
Harvey: It looks like CJ Gates is back to top form! I can’t think of many Megastars with the grit and determination to keep going after the punishment Gates took.
Chase: Oh, please. This was one match against a guy who couldn’t hack it in APW. I’ll wait and see if this means anything.
Harvey: Well, no matter what anyone thinks, I’m sure Gates is happy to get the win tonight. We are out of time folks! See you next week on OVERDRIVE!
The scene stays with Gates celebrating with the fans as the closing graphic hits the screen and the whole thing fades out to credits. |
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