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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:13:33 GMT -4
The APW Reunion Show opens with former APW Undisputed Champion Bryan Payne staring in to the camera as the arena watches on the big screen.
Payne: "What does APW mean to me..."
Bryan Payne leaned back a bit in his chair and cracked a half smile.
Payne: "Listen, when I came to APW I was in a really weird place. I'd just lost my best friend, trainer, mentor...hell surrogate father and gotten the girl. I'd become disillusioned with the business in a lot of ways. I'd become the kind of guy that a lot of promotions might consider toxic in the locker room, but Jeff, Biggs... APW took me in without a second thought."
The crowd applauds the naming of two most influential men in APW history.
Payne: "When you get into this business and realize you're going to 'make' it, you've got one thought on your mind, to grab that brass ring to reach the very top of the industry and may God have mercy on anyone to tries to knock you off that mountain. APW gave that to me. Now some might expect me not to feel that way after my injury forced me to retire early, but I have no regrets. I've got a couple great kids, The Anvil gyms in Japan and the US and the memories. Injury like mine can happen to anyone, they're a fact of what's ultimately a business that's violent on the body, but what APW gave me was the opportunity. They had a faith in me that no one else did and because of that when I look back on my time there APW really means... opportunity. It's a place where it doesn't matter how long you've been lacing up in their locker room or who you might know, it's a place where what matters---all that matters--- is what you do once you get out there in that ring. Lot of people lost sight of that over the years, but the people behind the curtain here never did and I'm grateful to the management, the staff, the fans, and hell... even the friends and rivals I got into the ring with during my time there."
"So you guys go out there tonight and remind everyone why APW is a one of a kind place. Feel it!"
Live from Charlotte, North Carolina at the Time Warner Arena The lights in Time Warner Arena begin to fade as fireworks erupt all throughout the entrance ramp and ring. The familiar gold of the APW logo dances across the big screen signifying that the bright lights of Action Packed Wrestling have returned to grace us once again. The camera pans across a bevy of signs being held up by overzealous APW faithful - some including: "I bet Sally's is Bigg-er" and "Jason has run out of Cashe." After panning the crowd, the camera turns to the APW's most famous duo - Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase sitting ringside.Darren Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, the APW has returned! Possibly for one-night only but what a card we've got planned for you this evening!
Johnny Chase: I won't ever say this again, so don't let it go to your head, Harvey, but it's a privilege to be sitting next to you once again with those little letters 'APW' on the bottom of our screen.Harvey: Finally, Biggs and Sally Talfourd throw down to decide who was the greatest APW megastar? The two have always brought out the best in the other - and tonight will certainly be no exception! Sally has launched a successful career after the APW closed its doors... meanwhile, Biggs has been enjoying retirement. Will the rung rust catch up with him?
Chase: Don't forget about that pesky Jason Kash, er- Cashe, whatever his name is! He's got a score to settle with Johnny Knuckles this evening and both have promised hell inside the cell.
Harvey: I'm most looking forward to the big announcement coming after the show tomorrow from newly minted APW Vice President Johnny Rebel about the future of Action Packed Wrestling! Rumors have been buzzing since the reunion show had been announced and I can't wait to see what Rebel's got to say!
Chase: Let's get this show on the road- and what a beginning we have for you this evening!
Harvey: We weren't sure we were going to see the in-ring return of former Undisputed Champion, "The Real Show" Terry Marvin... but a late challenge by Roy Speede forced Marvin to come out from the woodworks! Let's get down to ringside!
Ferrari: This opening bout is scheduled for one fall!The lights go out in the arena. After several seconds, words written in a bright white begin flashing on the otherwise blackened out Jumbotron. With each fading word, a new word pops up on the screen.CAN
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NOW!?!As the last word fades, all five words reappear on the jumbotron at once.CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW!?!The lights slowly come back on as 'Hear Me Now' by Hollywood Undead begins to play through the speakers as Roy Speede steps out on stage with Alex Haden at his right. Speede crosses his arms in an X across his chest, with his right arm underneath his left, and his hands in his fists. He bows his head for several seconds, and his chin rests in the gap between his fists.Ferrari: Making his way to the ring first, accompanied by Alex Haden, from Richmond, Virginia, weighing in at 197 pounds, he is APW’s Silver Lining, Roy Speede!Harvey: It is great to see Roy Speede again! Last time we saw him in APW, he had a heck of a match with Isamu Suzuki at RassleMania X, capitalizing on Isamu missing a high risk maneuver for the victory!Chase: That may be true, but let’s be honest here, he cares too much what the crowd thinks of him! He’ll be too preoccupied with putting on a good show for the crowd that it can be his undoing here tonight!Roy drops his right arm, and raises his left arm in the air, with his pointer, middle, and pinky fingers extended, and his ring finger and thumb tucked into his palm, and Haden does the same; he drops his arm, and begins walking toward the ring with Haden following, high-fiving fans as he goes, before climbing onto the apron, and then climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. Haden walks around the outside of the ring as Speede raises his left arm, with the same fingers extended as when he was on stage. He leaps from the turnbuckle into the ring. IT’S SHOWTIME The Lights in the arena Dim as the fans get to their feet with loud cheers while Nas’ “Hate Me Now” begins to blare through the loudspeakers as fireworks hit on the stage area just as Terry comes walking through the curtain with his his hands raised high in the air. He smiles, walking a bit slower than we’ve known him to in the past. He manages to reach out and slap a few hands during his descent toward the ring.Ferrari: Coming down to the ring, from Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is a former APW Undisputed Champion and 2013 Survive and Conquer Winner..... The Real Show TERRY MARVIN!!!!Harvey: The last time we saw Terry Marvin in action was against Adrien Spectre at RassleMania X! He got his clock cleaned from pillar to post, but managed to take the beating Spectre handed out, and left RassleMania X with the victory!Chase: It was weird to see somebody who had been so dominant for so long get it absolutely taken to him like that. But he’s had a year and three months to recover! If he doesn’t steam roll Speede here tonight, I’ll be surprised!Harvey: Don’t you dare sell Roy Speede short! Yes, Terry Marvin’s resume may be more decorated than Speede’s but he’s ready to prove the naysayers like you wrong!Chase: For Roy’s sake, I hope you’re right!He then walks down the ramp way jawing at all the fans in the first row before he slides into the ring, hopping onto his knees and holds his arms out to more cheers from the fans. With another slightly tired smile, he makes his way over to one turnbuckle and ascends to the middle, looking into the crowd. He does the same thing to the other three corners before heading back to the middle of the ring. After taking in that reaction for a few moments, Terry’s music is abruptly cut short and he turns to look Roy Speede in the eyes. The two men stand face-to-face as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!Singles Match:Roy Speede vs. “The Real Show” Terry Marvin
Terry immediately throws the first punch, but Roy blocks it and counters with a punch of his own! Terry throws another fist, and again, Roy blocks it, and begins to chain together a series of punches that backs Terry into the ropes! Speede goes to shoot Terry with an Irish Whip, but Terry uses his power to reverse it, sending Roy for the ride instead! Roy ducks the attempted Clothesline on the rebound, but eats a Reverse Elbow on the way back! Terry quickly joins him on the mat, wrapping his head with one arm, while using the free one to deliver rapid fire punches to the noggin of Roy Speede! T-Marv is fired up as he gets back to his feet, yanking Roy up forcefully and sending him for the ride into the corner! He nails Speede with a Running Clothesline, and as Speed stumbles out of the corner, Terry lifts him up and drills him into the mat with a Sidewalk Slam! He goes for the first cover of the match, hooking the leg, 1
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Speede kicks out! Terry gives him a few punches to the forehead before pulling him back up to his feet, taking him back down with a quick Snapmare, followed with a Dropkick to the back! As Speede arches his back in pain, Marvin grabs his head and slams it backwards into the mat before going for another cover, 1
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Chase: You can tell that Terry Marvin is trying to end this match quickly! After the war he had with Adrian Spectre at last year’s RassleMania, maybe he doubts his ability to have another long, grueling match.
Harvey: There’s no doubt that Roy Speede has the advantage in terms of being in ring shape. He’s remained active since RassleMania. Still, he’ll need to get some sort of offense going here if he hopes to remain in this match!
Terry shakes his head a bit as he begins to rise to his feet, pulling Roy up with him. He gives Speede a couple of clubbing blows to the back before hoisting him up for a Back Suplex! However, Speede flips behind him onto his feet, and catches Marvin with a Dropkick right between the shoulder blades! This sends Terry stumbling into the ropes, and on the rebound, Roy hooks in the Full-Nelson, allowing him to jump up and deliver the Lightning Full-Nelson Bulldog on Terry Marvin! He rolls Terry onto his back and hooks both legs, 1
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Terry kicks out with authority! Roy is back to his feet in a flash, and stomps Terry a couple of times before jumping up and delivering a Twin Leg Drop right to the chest of the former champ! He goes for the quick cover, 1
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Harvey: Roy Speede knows full well that he’s not going to get the win on Terry Marvin with the Twin Leg Drop, but with Terry Marvin’s conditioning being a question mark heading into this match, it’s smart of him to force Terry to expend the energy he has to in order to kick out!
Alex Haden encourages Roy from the outside, telling him to stay on Terry! Roy delivers a pair of Standing Elbow Drops to Terry before grabbing him by the head and beginning to pull him up. On the way up, Terry rocks him with a couple of punches to the gut, and shoves him into the ropes! Speede ducks the attempted Spinning Wheel Kick, and runs to the opposite ropes, bounding off and catching Marvin with a Spear! With Marvin down on the mat, Speede immediately goes to lock in the Anaconda Vise, but Marvin scurries out of it before Roy can lock it in, sliding under the ropes, and retreating to the outside of the ring. Speede doesn’t even give him a moment to recover, rushing towards the ropes and bounding off the top with a Springboard Corkscrew Crossbody that connects on the outside! The fans are on their feet, chanting “APW! APW! APW!”
Harvey: Oh my goodness! Did you see the air Roy Speede got on the Corkscrew Crossbody!? What a maneuver!
Chase: It’s awfully early in this match for Speede to be using such high risk maneuvers! He’s lucky Terry was trying to gather his bearings, otherwise, he would have eaten the floor mat!
Speede is fired up as he gets to his feet, and he pulls Terry up to his feet. However, T-Marv gives him a hard shove right into the ring apron, back first, and then pulls Roy in for a Single Arm DDT onto the floor! He then rolls in and out of the ring to reset the count, pulling Speede back up to his feet and bouncing his head off the apron before sliding him into the ring. Terry joins him back inside, mounting the smaller competitor, and unloading with more right hands to the forehead! He pulls Speede back up to his feet, and gives him a quick Scoop Slam before making his way to the corner and climbing up to the second rope. He motions for Speede to get to his feet, and as Roy does, Marvin launches himself off the second rope with an impactful Diving Lariat that darn well near knocks Roy out of his boots, flipping him end over end before he hits the mat! Terry folds him up like an accordion in a pinning situation, 1
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Roy rolls his shoulder up! Terry keeps the pressure on, yanking Roy back to his feet and getting behind him to deliver a fluid German Suplex, driving Roy’s head and shoulder right into the mat! T-Marv grabs a hold of Roy’s head, pulling him back up, this time for a Vertical Suplex! Terry suspends him in the air for a bit to allow the blood to rush to his head before slamming him hard into the mat! Terry doesn’t go for a cover, instead keep a hold of Roy’s head, pulling him back up for a Northern Lights Suplex, bridging his back into a pinning predicament! The ref makes the count, 1
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Roy Speede gets the shoulders up as the fans cheer him on!
Harvey: Even with Terry Marvin using his size and strength advantage to muscle Speede around, The Silver Lining just won’t give up!
Chase: That was an impressive series of suplexes from “The Real Show,” but to his credit, Roy Speede has the wherewithal to continue to kick out!
Dueling chants of “Terry Marvin! Let’s go Speede! Terry Marvin! Let’s go Speede!” get rolling, almost 50-50. Alex Harden slams his hands on the apron in a rhythmic pattern to get the fans to clap for Speede, and those supporting The Silver Lining oblige! In the ring, Terry has Speede in a Seated Sleeper Hold, trying to wear down the smaller competitor. However, with at least half the crowd clapping for him, Speede begins to show some signs of life, fighting to get back to his feet! As he begins to rise, he gives Terry some hard elbows to the midsection, and shoves him off into the ropes, catching Terry Marvin flush on the chin with a Superkick on the rebound! Terry falls to the mat like a sack of potatoes, and Roy is quick to fall into the cover, 1
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Terry gets his shoulder up!
Harvey: I really thought he had him there! Speede caught Marvin right on the sweet spot of the chin with that Superkick!
Chase: You could never accuse Terry of having a glass jaw!
Roy is up to his feet, and motions for Terry to do the same. Once Terry is up to a vertical base, Speede throws a pair of Snap-Jabs, dazing “The Real Show!” Roy then runs towards the ropes to gain momentum, but gets stopped in his tracks with a Spinning Wheel Kick from Terry Marvin from out of nowhere! T-Marv hooks the leg, 1
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Kick out from Speede! Terry pulls Speede back up to a vertical base, throwing in a couple more fists to the forehead before lifting him up and connecting with a Back Suplex. After a Standing Elbow Drop, Marvin makes his way towards the top rope. As he’s climbing up, Speede gets a surprising second wind, and rushes up to join Terry on the top rope! The two begin to brawl on the top turnbuckle, the fans cheering each punch loudly!
Harvey: Both competitors find themselves in a precarious situation! One false move, and they’ll both go tumbling to the ground!
Terry gets the better of the exchange, and hooks Speede in for the Side Effect from the top rope, but Speede fights back, giving Terry a couple of hard Elbows to the back of the head! As Terry lets go of the hold, Speede jumps up and catches him with a Hurricanrana that sends Terry spilling to the outside! Speede lands butt first on the apron, while Terry is laid out on the floor!
Chase: Terry has Roy in trouble there, but The Silver Lining turned it around in his favor!
Harvey: It took incredible concentration from Speede there to ensure that Terry was the only one hurt on that maneuver! It’s nothing short of a miracle that he was able to land relatively softly on that apron.
Chase: There’s no such thing as a soft landing on that apron! It’s the hardest part of the ring!
Speede rubs his bottom a bit as he waits for Terry to begin to make his way to his feet. Once Terry is up, Speede gets a running start and leaps off for a Double Axe Handle, but Terry catches him on the way down and pulls him in for a Side Effect to the floor! The fans let out an audible “Ohhhhh!” upon impact, and Alex Haden grimaces from the other side of the ring. The ref is at the count of 5 as both men are laid out on the floor!
“6!”
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Terry begins to push himself up, while Speede writhes in pain on the mat.
“8!”
Terry is up to one knee, while Speede is still down.
“9!”
Terry just barely rolls into the ring, and rolls right back out to reset the count!
Chase: Why the heck would Terry Marvin reset the count there! He had Speede beat! There was no way that Speede was going to beat that count!
Harvey: It’s because Terry Marvin wants to defeat Roy Speede like a man, in the middle of that ring! The Terry Marvin of old would have taken the count out victory, but not now! Not tonight!
Terry pulls Roy up by the head and rolls him into the ring, sliding in himself and hooking the far leg, 1
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Th-NO! Roy gets his shoulder up!
Chase: Terry Marvin was an idiot! He had the sure fire win! But he gave it up to be honorable! What a joke!
Terry has a perturbed look on his face as he pulls Speede back up and crosses both of Speede’s arms across his chest before taking him down with a Russian Leg Sweep, nailing You’re Cancelled! It looks like he’s about to go for the cover, but he thinks twice of it, instead, looking up towards the corner!
Harvey: Terry’s forgoing the pinfall attempt, and is instead making his way towards the turnbuckle!
Chase: Maybe after Speede kicked out of that Side Effect to the floor, Terry thinks it’s going to take more than the You’re Canceled to put him away!
As Terry begins to ascend the ropes, Roy Speede rolls over onto his belly, and begins to push himself up. Once Terry reaches the top rope, he turns around to see Speede pop up and bound up and off of the top rope to catch Terry with a Float-Over DDT off the top rope! The crowd is going nuts as Roy crawls over towards Terry and drapes an arm over his chest, 1
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Harvey: Just when you think Roy Speede is out of it, he gets a burst of energy, and pulls off something like that! This kid truly is an amazing athlete!
Chase: Terry never saw him coming!
Roy crawls over towards the ropes, and uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. As T-Marv slowly rises himself, Roy rushes in for a Running Shoulder Block, taking Marvin off his feet! Terry gets back up to get another Should Block for his troubles! Roy is starting to build momentum, and as Terry gets up, he eats another Shoulder Block, this one with enough force to send him stumbling back and falling through the ropes back to the outside near the ramp! Speede doesn’t even hesitate, running right towards the ropes and leaping up to nail the prone Marvin with a Springboard 450 Splash, connecting all of it on the floor! “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!” the crowd chants as Speede kicks his feet and holds his ribs, and Terry Marvin violently convulses!
Harvey: Have you ever seen anything like that!? I know Roy will sometimes do a Springboard Shooting Star Press to the outside, but a Springboard 450 is just insane! It shows you how much he really wants to defeat the former APW Champion!
Chase: Speede may have more guts than brains! I think he may have hurt himself just as much as he hurt T-Marv on that one!
The Silver Lining is to his feet as the ref reaches the count of “6!” and he pulls Terry up, rolling him back into the ring. Instead of joining him in the ring, Speede makes his way to the top rope, and leaps off for another 450 Splash! But this time, Terry gets his knees up, driving them into the chest of Speede as he comes crashing down! Speede screams out in pain as he holds his chest and rolls onto his back! Terry crawls over and drapes the arm over the chest, 1
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Speede gets the shoulder up once more!
Chase: Heads up counter from Terry there! Had Speede hit that, this one would more than likely have been over!
Harvey: Roy could have a broken rib or two after that counter, not to mention the 450 to the outside! These two are throwing caution to the wind, and doing absolutely everything they can to try and pull out the win in this one!
Both men are slow to get up, and begin to trade punches on the way up. The dueling chants of “TERRY MARVIN!” “LET’S GO SPEEDE!” get going again, as the men continue to fight on spaghetti legs! Roy swings with a punch, but Terry hooks him in for another Side Effect, drilling him into the mat! He then makes his way up to the top turnbuckle and looks back, making sure Speede is still down, before launching into the CorkScrew Moonsault! He connects, and hooks the leg, 1
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Thre-No! Speede gets his shoulder up at the last moment!
Chase: How in the heck did Roy Speede kick out of that! Terry doesn’t pull out the CorkScrew Moonsault Willy-Nilly!
Harvey: No he does not, but it wasn’t enough to put Speede away! Terry is starting to show signs of frustration, slamming the mat with his fist before pulling pulling Speede back up to his feet. Terry draws his thumb across his throat, signifying the end of the match. He pulls Roy in a Double Underhook, setting up for the Whiplash, but before he can twist him around, Roy wriggles out and reverses into a Hammerlock before shoving Terry into the ropes and catching him with a Dropkick right to the chin! As Terry is down, Speede rushes towards the ropes and leaps off for his version of the Shooting Star Frog Splash, the Speede Bump! But Terry rolls out of the way, causing Speede to crash and burn! Terry is up to his feet like lightning, and hooks Speede in for the Whiplash again, this time connecting! It’s academic as he hooks the leg, 1
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Winner: Terry Marvin Ferrari: Here is your winner, by pinfall, “The Real Show” Terry Marvin!“Hate Me Now” plays again as Terry gets up to his knees, and the ref raises his arm in victory. Haden reaches in to help Roy out of the ring as Terry breathes deeply, in and out, in and out.Chase: Roy Speede may have won at RassleMania thanks to dodging a high risk maneuver, but tonight, he went to the well a little to often, crashing and burning, and allowing Terry Marvin to hit the Whiplash for the victory! Still, what an opening match!Harvey: My hat is off to both of these competitors! They really pulled out all the stops! If this match is indicative of the kind of action we’re going to see tonight, and I think it will be, we’re in for one heck of a show tonight!Terry finally makes his way to his feet, and he looks out towards Roy Speede on the ramp. He gives Speede a nod, as if he was saying “good job, man.” Speede nods back, still holding his ribs in pain. Terry then mounts the near turnbuckle, and celebrates as his music continues to play. The APW Reunion Show fades to a quick commercial for the next event for APW's good friends, 4 Corners Wrestling! |
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:44:12 GMT -4
The cameras make their way from ringside to the back where APW’s own, Shane West stands in front of the camera with the mic in his hand.
Shane West: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight has been a blast thus far but here with me now is none other than --
Cut off from continuation, Shane looks to his left as he slowly nods his head before backpedaling out of the camera’s frame. Entering from the left was none other than “The Smooth One” himself, William D. Williams as you could hear the elevated noise from the fans in attendance, some even whistling in what could only be identified as the women in the audience.
William D. Williams: Stand back Shane and watch how “The Smooth One” delivers an intro
“The Smooth One” positions his mic as he personally adjusts the camera to his liking.
William D. Williams: There is a time when a group of people come together that not only improve the condition of each other but the situation. When you pick up that remote control or you spend some of your disposable income to buy that front row seat for your son or daughter and your child says “Mommy..Daddy..I want to be like them when I grow” and they point to the TDB logo...have no fear sir..ma’m because this is the finest foursome to come along since the apocalypse. THE DYING BREED IS HERE!!!
Creeping in as if on a low-profile is Anthony “The Promise” Bailey and Jair Hopkins as they all come fully into the picture behind “The Smooth One”. The noise grew even louder in the backdrop as it was truly a sight to see. The longest-reigning, former two-time APW World Tag Team Champions, The Dying Breed, along with a beautiful woman beside the three. All four got in close as they all did the infamous “TDB” hand sign.
Anthony Bailey: It feels great to be back home for one more run! Talks of a Dying Breed reunion have been going on for well over a year now and Hopkins and I would never want to deprive the fans of what they want. We have always been men of the people.
Jair Hopkins: The fans always get what they want! They are what gave us life, cheering for us every other week. Cheering for us on our ups and downs in a match, always at our sides. We will never forget all that has supported us from the beginning.
Jair Hopkins: I know the viewers at home and here inside this arena, your jaws have suddenly dropped to the sight of this beautiful woman right here on your screen. It’s no illusion ... No you’re not hallucinating. She is Daniela Sanchez!
Jair Hopkins: And just in case you still have question marks, she is the daughter of the late, great Lya Sanchez, who in fact managed us late during our run in APW. She was a legend and stepping into that honorary spot is her daughter. Daniela, anything you would like to say?
Hopkins hands the microphone to Daniela as he steps out of the way.
Daniela Sanchez: Of course and thank you baby. I'm honored to be here as a part of the greatest stable in APW history. As most of you know now, my mother is the late Isàbella Raye. I know if she was still here with us, she wouldn't have missed this night for anything. She loved APW and The Dying Breed. I know she is smiling down on us all right now and is very proud.
Daniela blesses the camera with a huge smile as she hands the mic back to Hopkins. Hopkins then throws on his serious-looking “game face” as he clears his throat.
Jair Hopkins: We know this is a Reunion Show for the long, beloved fans of APW through its years of greatness. One night only to have the best of the best of the best to come out and perform. I know, more rumors have come along with APW possibly coming back full-time but just in case it doesn’t, we all are going to make tonight one hell of a night. Our opponents, TJ, Keaton, Knox, and Madison ... It’s going to be a pleasure to have one last brawl. No ill words to be spoken. Much respect to you all but as much as you four want to put TDB down, it’s not going to happen. As we stated, we’re used to this “cheese”. The Triple Threat or Fatal Four-Way Tag Team position. Tonight, this performance is dedicated to you, Lya.
Anthony Bailey: Like many of you here tonight or watching from the comfort of your homes, Lya always believed in us. She saw something in us even when we didn’t see it ourselves. Tonight we’re doing this for her legacy and for the sport. Tonight the Dying Breed will triumph once again.
It was just Hopkins, Bailey and Daniela as Bailey had finished. Bailey pointed to Shane West, who stood to the side off-screen after “The Smooth One” told him to. Speaking of “The Smooth One”, he wasn’t in the camera’s line of sight.
Shane West: AGGGHHHH!!!!
The immediate burst of laughter came from Hopkins, Daniela, and Bailey as Shane West who was nicely dappered in his finest suit for the occasion was now finely dappered in a thick coating of Chocolate Syrup as “The Smooth One” had thrown a medium-sized pale bucket over the head of Shane from behind without much notice.
Williams D. Williams: (Best classic line ever ... “Time To Get Chocolate Wasted!”)
The four walk off as the cameraman man pans in on Shane West who is dripping wet, an angry look on his face as he walks towards the camera man. Before we all could see what happens next, the camera cuts back to ringside.
Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first:
"F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X." by The Fall of Troy begins to plays throughout the arena as Chris Maverick makes his way to the ring.
Paige: From Montreal Quebec, Canada, making his APW Debut: Chris Maverick!!!
He enjoys the boo's that he hears while he makes his way down the ramp. Maverick jumps the apron and climbs through the ropes before getting on the top rope saying to the crowd "I AM BETTER THAN YOU ALL!" They boo him loudly. Laughing, Chris Maverick jumps off the top rope before looking at the ref. The crowd's boos turn to cheers as “Better Things” By A$AP Rocky begins to play and the lights go dark.
Paige: And his opponent...from Brooklyn, New York London Carter!
The bass in the speakers bump before the beat by Wiz drops, Better Things blares through the speakers, forcing the lights to flicker on and off, silver and black pyro fall from the top as London makes his way from behind the curtain, playing to the crowd. Carter acknowledges the cheers as he makes his way down the ramp, sliding in the ring, he turns and bounces of the ropes playing to the crowd once more, he walks to the middle of the ring and stands there throwing both arms in the air causing a green misty smoke to fill the air, the crowd erupts into cheers as London stands and looks across the ring to Chris Maverick.
Harvey: London Carter, the veteran APW Megastar here about to square off again this new superstar.
Chase: C-Mav, Darren. Call him C-Mav.
Harvey: No. I wont.
Singles Match:
Chris Maverick vs. London Carter
The match starts off as London Carter and Maverick circle the ring. Carter begins to clap his hands above his head until the crowd joins in unison. Maverick shakes his head and begins crossing his arms back and forth. The clapping grows louder as a wave of cheers washes over the arena.
Harvey: Just like London Carter to get the crowd going before a match.
Chase: And by the looks of things, C-Mav won't have any of it!
As Johnny Chase commentates, Chris Maverick rushes across the ring and kicks London Carter in the stomach doubling the smaller man over as the crowd turns ugly. Smirking through the jeers, Chris Maverick briefly raises his right arm in triumph before smashing Carter across the shoulders taking London to his knees. London starts to get up but Maverick drives another forearm across the back sending Carter back down. Maverick taunts while Carter gets up again. As he slams his arm down once more Carter pops up and blocks with his left hand before leaping into the air and drop kicking Chris Maverick in the face.
Chase: He did not see that coming!
Harvey: You have to admire the quickness of a man like London Carter.
Chase: Hey I don't "have" to do anything.
Meanwhile, the crowd rouses as both men snap to their feet. Maverick throws a right hand only to be blocked again and caught with a right cross to the jaw. He stumbles back and Carter follows up with a second, then a third. The crowd is cheering for Carter as he beats Maverick back to the ropes before shooting him off and catching Chris Maverick with a big clothesline. Carter hops to his feet raising ready for another attack but Maverick rolls out of the ring.
Harvey: What is this? Get back in the ring!
Chase: That's a wise maneuver. He won't give London Carter a chance to get on top.
Harvey: Okay, wise move to get out of the way...
The crowd boos as Maverick rubs his jaw and shakes his head. He begins to walk around the ring talking trash and spitting toward the people in the front row calling him a coward. As the camera focuses on Maverick he makes his way to the entry ramp side of the ring and dramatically yells at someone holding an “APW Forever” sign.
Harvey: ...but stupid idea to stay in one place!!!
Suddenly the crowd cheers widely as Maverick turns to catch a suicide dive from London Carter through the ropes. Carter lands on his feet after nailing Maverick in the chest with the tackle. He raises both arms and the crowd rallies behind him. As Maverick lays on the ground, London Carter hops onto the apron then the second rope before hitting a big springboard moonsault to Chris Maverick laying on the outside.
Harvey: What a high impact maneuver. Now that was a smart move. Take as much out of your opponent as you can.
Chase: Stupid to kill himself so early on. He should have saved it.
As Carter gets up he slaps the hands of a few front fans before grabbing Chris Maverick by the head, pulling him up and rolling him inside the ring. The referee is still counting Carter and is up to a count of five before London climbs back on the apron. Momentarily London stalks the rising Chris Maverick. Holding the top rope, London leaps up and springs off the middle of the top rope for a cross body to Chris Maverick – But Maverick counters with a powerslam! He hooks the leg!
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Chase: And just like that C-Mav is back on top again!
Maverick wastes no time stomping London Carter before the veteran APW Megastar can get to his feet. Maverick delivers another kick to the head as Carter works his way to a knee. Chris grabs Carter, hooks the right arm over the neck and delivers a hard snap suplex into the center of the ring. Carter gets up and Maverick scoops Carter into a bodyslam. Again London Carter starts to get up, his back to Maverick who hooks the left arm over his own neck and hits a big belly to back suplex. Maverick goes for the cover.
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Carter throws the shoulder up and Maverick grimaces before decking Carter in the face with a hard right hand. He stands and drops a snap legdrop before going for another cover.
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Maverick yells and throws himself on top of Carter right after London kicks out.
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He does it again!
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Chase: Look at him trying to make Carter waste energy kicking out over and over again This man is a genius!
Harvey: Then why is he bickering with the official?
The crowd is rallying behind London Carter as Chris Maverick argues with the referee. He goes to pick up Carter, who hooks Maverick into a small package!
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As Maverick breaks free and jumps to his feet Carter has already bounced off the ropes and dives for a sunset flip!
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Maverick kicks his ankles together around Carter’s head to break the count. He rolls to his feet but London Carter is still faster as he tackles, wraps the right arm behind and between Chris’ legs and rolls into a schoolboy!
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Harvey: Look at Carter turning Maverick's own technique against him!
Chase: C-Mav! It's C-Mav, Darren!
The crowd is on their feet as the referee is clenching his hand open and closed from the multiple counts. Maverick gets to a knee as London Carter the ropes behind his opponent and comes back grabbing the head for bulldog. Carter’s bounces his feet of the middle ropes and turns the bulldog back to the middle of the ring but Maverick counters shoving Carter off making him crash to the mat alone. Carter holds his lower back as he gets back up and Chris Maverick mows his opponent down with a knee to the gut making Carter flip over the knee and back to the canvas. Maverick looks down at his opponent catching his breath momentarily before picking the fan favorite up over his shoulders and hitting a big Alabama Slam.
Harvey: What a ferocious back and forth match this has been. I'm actually surprised at Maverick's skill
Chase: Who would've thought?
The arena begins to cheer for Carter, trying to get their hero to rouse. Maverick grabs Carter and hauls him to the ropes, driving a knee across the back and pulling up choking Carter in front of crowd as the referee demands he break the hold. 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – Maverick lets go with a roar of accomplishment. He takes his time walking back over and stomping Carter once to keep him down before parading around the ring with his arm raised in pre-celebratory victory.
Harvey: What are you doing? You haven't won yet!
Maverick waits as Carter uses the ropes to get to his feet. He stalks behind his opponent patiently as Carter stumbles and turns -
Chase: He's about to. Maverick setting up for his finisher!
Carter counters with a big back body drop! The crowd leaps to their feet as Carter works his way back up. Maverick pulls himself to his feet first and hits London Carter with a superkick!
Maverick goes for the cover.
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Chase: I thought this was over.
Harvey: No way is Carter going to lose like that at THIS show!
The fans are standing in the arena, leaping up and down as Maverick can’t believe Carter is still in this. He makes a cutthroat motion and goes to grab London Carter off the mat. But Carter again counters this time with a jawbuster! Maverick stumbles back and bounces off the ropes and walks into a big belly to belly suplex launching Chris Maverick toward the corner. Carter gets up and heads over to his opponent. He shoves him in the corner, climbs to the second rope and ignores the referee’s pleas to get let him out. Carter begins to hammer away as the crowd counts along! 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – 8 – 9 – 10!
Chase: Come on ref, why are you letting him stay in the corner so long?
Harvey: Because the crowd LOVES it!
Chase: Still doesn't make it legal.
Carter drops back to the canvas, grabs Maverick by the back of the head and shoves him face first toward the center of the ring sending Chris down hard. Carter waits in the corner as a dazed, confused and disoriented Chris Maverick begins to stagger to his feet. London times it and Maverick turns as London goes for the spear! But Maverick moves out of the way and Carter sails across the ring and into the opposite ring post. He collides with the steel remaining there for a moment clutching his shoulder. Carter stumbles out and turns walking right into a running STO from his opponent. Carter hits the mat hard as Chris maverick dives for the cover
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Harvey: London Carter is not giving up that easily.
Again London Carter flails out at the last possible second. The crowd again erupts in cheers as Maverick curls his fists into hair in surprise.
Chase: C-Mav could have sworn he had him.
Harvey: How does the referee still have feeling in his hand after all these pinfalls?
Chase: How is London Carter still able to kick out?
Maverick is irate. He grabs Carter and begins drive several fists into the face of his opponent. The crowd is chanting for Carter calling for him to fight back. Maverick berates him, yells at him while hammering away. Finally the referee pulls Maverick off Carter.
Harvey: London Carter is bleeding!
Carter has a small trickle of blood dripping down his face from his forehead. He doesn’t look cognizant of what’s going on. He stumbles to his feet while the referee tells Maverick that’s his last warning. Maverick spits at the referee before walking past him as London Carter leaps up and kicks Maverick in the back of the head! Maverick’s eyes roll up as he stands up straight and falls face first to the canvas. The crowd comes alive. Both men are down as the referee starts the count-out.
1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . Chris Maverick begins to stir . 5 . . London Carter starts to push himself up slightly 6 . . . Chris Maverick is trying to sit up . . . 8. . Carter is on one knee Maverick rises to a knee 9 . Maverick gets to his feet and throws a right hand! Carter takes the hit and fires back with a right of his own as he gets up to stop the count.
The crowd begins to cheer, pumping their fists in the air and clapping as Carter and Maverick trade rights in the center of the ring. Carter blocks a right then follows up with a second shot and a third. Maverick staggers back and Carter charges. Maverick throws up a clothesline but Carter ducks he hits the ropes and comes back with a big spear! The fans are erupting!
Carter waits as Chris Maverick gets back to his feet, stumbling around. Carter kicks him in the stomach and raises him up vertical.
Harvey: Here comes the JACKHAMMER!
Maverick is driven to the mat as the crowd counts alongside the referee’s slapping hand
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Winner: London Carter.
Paige: Here is your winner, London Carter!
More cheers from the crowd while the referee raises Carter’s hand. He celebrates as Maverick lays there in defeat before rolling out of the ring.
Harvey: Carter has done it!
Chase: What a match! What an impressive debut for Chris Maverick.
Harvey: It’s just too bad he could add a victory to that hard fought debut Johnny.
Chase: You know if APW remains open these two will clash again.
Harvey: I am certainly looking forward to it. And I know this crowd will be too.
Chase: What a night it’s been, I can’t wait to see what’s next!
The scene fades to the back where Roy Speede is in the locker room packing up his stuff. Suddenly he hears the door open and footsteps come behind him.
*CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP*
He turns around and sees his opponent for the night, “The Real Show” Terry Marvin standing there clapping. He smiles at Speede.
Terry: Not many men have earned my respect in my long career… I consider you to be the latest to do just that. Roy Speede will be a name that history remembers.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:44:16 GMT -4
The scene cuts backstage to the dressing room area. In the darkness at the end of the hall, a light flickers above a door with a sign taped to it which reads 'Black Hand'. Inside, Chris Madison and Tommy Knox sit across from each other. With his focus drawn to his hands, Madison tapes them up slowly but tightly. Leaning back in his chair, Knox sits comfortably with both hands behind his head and eyes closed. Silence consumes the room as the two prepare for their upcoming match until Knox leans forward on the chair, slamming the front two legs onto the floor. With his eyes opening in an instant, he then leans forward and brings his hands together in front of him, rubbing his wrists while looking up at Madison. KNOX: "This is it man. It's been a while since I've stepped inside of the ring for a match and could very well be the last. I haven't been doing much inside lately, just doing some of the grunt work over in 4CW." MADISON: "I know the feeling. I haven't stepped in a ring since FGA. And even though it's been eight long months...this just feels right. Even if this is my final ride." KNOX: "Well we're in for one hell of a ride tonight. I can't think of a better place for us to reunite in that ring than right here in APW. I know it isn't going to be easy, but we got this. I've been around Hopkins for the last half year. Even though I haven't been in the ring. I keep an eye on him from the back. Shit, after I heard that he was going to be in this match, the thought did cross my mind to mess with his head in 4CW. Him and Bailey might not know it, but I have a lot to prove tonight in the ring, especially with them two. Call it a little unfinished business if you will." MADISON: "I'm not worried about The Dying Breed. Bailey has been out of action longer than we have and Hopkins must be smoking some good shit because he was convinced that we've been down this road before. Boy is hallucinating something bad." KNOX: "I know, right? I've been in the ring with those two with the straps on the line but it was Gooch who was in my corner. That was a big night for me. Despite not comin' out with the win or the gold, that night made me who I am today. Gooch decided to break bread with the enemy and he paid for it, dearly. There's unfinished business left on the table when it comes to me and Dying Breed. It's good to know I have you backin' me in my corner." MADISON: "Well we said the Black Hand was a brotherhood for life..." KNOX: "Speakin' of which, I heard that Jennings didn't have anything nice to say in regards to the two of us. Talkin' bout Black Hand this and that, how we left him high and dry. I don't recall him askin' us what we were doin. Do you?" MADISON: "Nah man! One Night in Hell was supposed to be his final match in the industry. Those are words straight from his mouth. APW closed its doors and the only two who stood true to the Black Hand was us! Raabies went off and did his own thing. Niobe took off in a different direction. We were the only two sticking together looking for a spot to land as a group. Now because he's got a soapbox and a camera in front of him he's going to bitch and moan like a a little schoolgirl who got stood up on prom night. Fuck Michael Jennings!" KNOX: "Pop, pop! Shots fired! Maybe we'll run into him before the show is over. Maybe we'll run into him after the lights have died down here tonight. It really doesn't matter. What matters is you and me, the Black Hand, we're right here, right now and we're goin' to tear this building to the ground. It doesn't matter if you put TJ and Saint in front of us, we'll run right through them. It doesn't matter if you put the Dying Breed in front of us, we'll send them off to the grave. Wait? We might not go that far with Bailey and Hopkins. After all, me and Hops sort of work together outside of APW. But you get the point..." MADISON: "I get ya man...tonight we get to showcase just what APW missed out on by closing its doors. This right here..." Madison waved his index finger back and forth between the two of them. MADISON: "This isn't a tag team that thrives on titles. Tonight we go to the ring and prove what makes us one of the best tag teams wrestling has ever seen. A bond thats impenetrable. TJ, Keaton Saint, Anthony Bailey, and Jair Hopkins become examples of what could have been!" KNOX: "It's not about what could have been. It's all about what's goin' to happen on that ring later tonight. I may have walked away from APW before its closure but I'm here now and ready to leave it all in the ring one last night. Let's fuckin' do this..." Knox then holds his hand out before clinching it into a fist. Looking back at him, Madison then sticks his hand out and clinches into a ball as well. The two then touch fists as the scene comes to a close. Ferrari: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!They say we wanted attention
We really need a platform to teach a lesson
Well hey you forgot to mention
We're living for the melody in our headAs those female words of "Ignite" by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela begins to play through the arena’s sound system a purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood.Oh are we pretentious?
Or do we have stories boiling in us?
Poor fool, you're not gonna get to us
We don't even notice this...As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as the sometimes unpredictable female walked pass them.I haven't seen the sun
In over sixty-seven days
The time is moving
With the heavens when I said to wait
The room is growing smaller
And the days are getting shorter
But I have to stay awake
Cause this could change the worldSuddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes were darting about, as if checking to see who is in attendance.Ferrai: Making her way to the ring first, from Sherwood Forest, weighing in at 132 pounds, Robina Hood!Harvey: We really haven’t heard much from Robina Hood since APW closed its doors. We’re unsure if she’s been active, what she’s been up to at all.Chase: No matter what she’s been up to, Robina was the final APW North American Champion on the Meltdown brand, and that fact alone means that she will be a handful for her opponent here tonight!The arena lights suddenly fade to black and on the tron a visual image appears that reads “Please Stand By.”
Suddenly the screen fills with static.
Suddenly the lights in the arena start flickering. At this point Michael Jennings comes out from the back alone holding an electric lantern.
Ferrari: And her opponent, from Pacific Palisades, California, weighing in at 240 pounds, Michael Jennings!
Harvey: Michael Jennings, along with the Black Hand, went on an absolute tear through Overdrive and Asylum over the fall of the 2013. I don’t think there were very many people in the back happy to see him backstage tonight.
Chase: Outside of his fellow Black Hand members Chris Madison and Tommy Knox, you’re probably right! Still, he brings an old school mentality with him to the ring. Expect this one to be stiffly contested!
He walks to the ring before standing in front of the ring steps. He climbs onto the ring steps with a devious smile on his face. He then blows out the lantern. At this point the lights turn back on in the arena and Michael climbs into the ring after setting down the lantern. He is back to wearing his black ring jacket but there’s a new addition to it, the logo of The Black Hand on the back. He takes off the ring jacket and glares menacingly at Robina. The ref calls for the bell!
Singles Match: Michael Jennings vs. Robina Hood
The bell rings and right out of the gate both megastars go for a lock up and Jennings gets in behind Robina Hood with a waist lock then rolls her up in a school boy...eh, girl? 1 . . . 2 . . Robina Hood kicks out
Harvey: Wow, Jennings almost won it right there, catching The Purple Haired Dynamo off guard.
Chase: Come on Robina Hood, go get him!
Robina Hood charges at Jennings who takes her down with a drop toe hold. Jennings grabs Robina Hood’s leg, but Hood is quick to get herself to the bottom rope. The ref backs Jennings off as Robina Hood gets back up to her feet. Both competitors circle each other and go for a lock up and Hood kicks “The Outspoken” in the midsection. She grabs Jennings by his head and sends him face first into the top turn buckle. Jennings is quick to his feet shaking the cobwebs from having his neck jammed. Hood leans Jennings back in the corner and chops him. The crowd lets out a “Wooooo” and Hood chops Jennings again. Robina Hood takes Jennings to the ropes and Irish whips him. Jennings hit’s the ropes, comes back and Hood jumps up to Jennings’s shoulder for a Hurricanrana, but Jennings holds onto Hood and lays her out with a sick Power Bombs Robina on the top turnbuckle! The crowd gasps as Jennings grabs her by the hair and throws Hood into the opposite corner. Jennings runs at her and Hood gets both feet up into Jennings’s face. Hood jumps up to the middle turn buckle and leaps off, catching Jennings with a Tornado DDT! Robina Hood hooks the leg for the cover 1 . . . . 2 . . . . Kick Out
Harvey: They are hitting all the power moves early on!
Chase: You have to to stay in this match!
Robina Hood gets up to her feet and grabs her chin and pops her neck. Jennings tries getting up, but the Iron Maiden runs and kicks him in the ribs. Hood gets on top of The Anti-Hero and starts punching him in the face. After a bunch of punches, Robina Hood gets off and stomps on Jennings’s chest a few times before backing off. Jennings starts getting up and Robina Hood pulls him up and throws him to the corner. Robina Hood runs and catches Jennings with a knee to the face. She then grabs Jennings in a headlock and bulldogs him out of the corner. Robina Hood goes for the cover
1 . . . . 2 . . . . . Kick Out!
Harvey: The Anti-Hero looks to be hurt.
Chase: Of course he’s hurt, Robina Hood is fighting smarter than him right now!
Robina Hood pulls Jennings up and as she is, Jennings hits Robina Hood in the midsection with some punches. Jennings grabs Robina Hood’s arm and throws her into the ropes. Jennings goes for a spinning heel kick, but Robina Hood ducks it and Jennings lands hard on the mat. Robina runs toward him but he lurches up with a spear! She rolls over coughing up and trying to catch her breath, Jennings again grabs her hair and drags her to the corner and starts stomping a mud hole in her. He lifts her by the hair and body slams her in the middle of the ring…
1 . . . . 2 . . . Kick Out
Michael Jennings grabas Robina’s throat and begins choking her. The ref counts 1...2...3...4...Jennings releases the choke. The Anti-Hero up and gives him a Neck breaker in the middle of the ring. The Emo Princess wraps her long fingers around Jenning’s face and rakes his eyes. Streams of blood immediately start to pour from his face. Robina Hood gets to her feet and goes out to the ring apron. She climbs to the top and then jumps off with a frog splash and Jennings gets both knee’s up and Robina Hood lands on them in his mid section. The crowd cheers both competitors as Jennings fights to get to his feet. As he does, Robina Hood is up and Jennings runs, taking Hood down with a clothesline, and then another.
Harvey: "The Last of Us" has new life in him! The bloody eye rake must’ve gotten his attention.
Robina Hood gets up and Jennings hits her with a sidewalk slam. Robina Hood gets back up and Jennings goes to throw her into the corner, but The Emo Princess reverses it. Jennings however waits for her to get close and nails a sick dropkick to the knee. Hood immediately clutches it and Jennings lays on top of Robina Hood for a cover
1 . . . . 2 . . . . Kick Out by Hood!
Jennings picks Robina Hood up, hooks her up and drops her with a sick snap suplex
Harvey: That almost took her out of her boots!
Chase: The crowd is eating this violent match up, even if they aren’t very positive on either of these competitors.
Jennings signals for the end as he picks up Hood and sends her into the ropes, he jumps back and is ready to lay on a sick clothesline, she sticks her arm out to do the same, they both leave the ground and the wreckage of their bodies land on the ground. Both are heaving heavy breaths... They both roll over and attempt to get to their feet...
Harvey: This could be the turning point in the match that determines who will go on to win this one!
Chase: By that logic, every point of the match of a turning point! Could this, and could that! C’mon Harvey! Have some balls for once and say something is instead of could be!
Harvey: Now I realize why I didn’t miss you.
Back in the ring, Jennings is to his feet first, and he pulls Robina up the rest of the way, smashing her right in the mush with a closed fist! As Robina reaches up to hold her face in pain, Jennings violently yanks her head in and nails the Fallen Empire (Diamond Cutter), driving her face into the mat! He hooks the leg, 1
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Winner: Michael Jennings
Ferrari: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Michael Jennings!
The fans don’t really know how to react as the ref raises Jennings’ arm in victory. He looks down at Robina Hood, and simply shakes his head before exiting the ring and making his way back up the ramp.
Harvey: Impressive win for Michael Jennings here tonight.
Chase: Any time Michael Jennings hits the Empire Falls, it’s game over! Robina Hood found that out first hand tonight.
Static fills the screen again.
And once it comes back, Jennings is nowhere to be seen. The ref helps Robina exit the ring. We head backstage, where A.C. Smith, the longest-reigning APW Xtreme Champion in company history, is limbering up for his match. His 6'8", 275-pound frame is seen stretching out as the crowd cheers in approval, but as he hears a voice from off-screen, he stops dead in his tracks.
"You look good, amigo."
The camera pans right, revealing Alejandro Escobar, Smith's current protege and a member of the Sin City Wrestling roster.
A.C.: What're you doing here, Al?
Alex: And it's good to see you, too.
Escobar rolls his brown eyes, and some female fans in attendance squeal in approval.
Alex: I just wanted to fly in for support. Thought you might like that.
Smith manages a slight smile and nods his head.
A.C.: You're not all bad. Glad you stopped by. But I gotta get to work.
Smith begins to walk by, but Alejandro stops him with a handshake and a hug.
Alex: You got this, chico.
Smith nods and walks out of the shot as we cut back to ringside.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:44:26 GMT -4
Harvey: We're back and ready for more action here on APW's reunion show! We have an elimination match up next and it promises to get extreme...and quickly! It's time for a "Bring Your Favorite Weapon to the Ring Match" where all three competitors were asked to spin a wheel to receive their favorite weapon to use on their opponent.
Chase: Can't wait, let's go!
Paige: Our next match is scheduled for one-fall and is a three-way dance! The winner is decided after two competitors have been eliminated. Coming to the ring first…
Monster by Skillet plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask and ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start with Henry standing outside of the ring.
Paige: Weighing in at 230 lbs., and representing Cologne, Germany… “The Masked German Monster” Lord Raab!
The lights go out in the arena as Craven's Remix "Just Close Your Eyes and Trip the Darkness) begins. Fire erupts from the stage as the color himme goes black and white. Slade and Shadow slowly rise from beneath the stage surrounded by flames. As Slade extends his hand the fire dissapates. They begin walking down to the ring to the roar of the fans both sliding under the bottom rope as twin mortar himlls hurl toward the stage exploding causing the color scheme to go color showing the two fireworks are dark purple. Shadow and Slade both clim a turnbuckle performing their pose with smiles from behin their sunglasses. They turn and drop down to the ring and remove their coats and glasses to hand them to the referee.
Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 299 lbs., representing Denton, Texas… This is Shadow!
"RISING" hits the speakers, opening with the drums. The lights start flashing around the crowd as the shamisen start playing over the speaker systems, but still no competitor. At twenty seconds, in place of the usual "He" for the song, Isamu's voice echos across the speakers with a "EYAH!" The song continues as normal as Isamu sprints out onto the stage, full of energy. He waits thise only a moment before sprinting down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. He hops up onto the top rope and lets out a battle cry to get him pumped up for battle before hopping down and stretching for the match.
Paige: And finally, weighing in at 210 lbs., and representing Utashinai, Hokkaido, Japan… Isamu Suzuki!
Three-Way Dance: Shadow vs. Lord Raab vs. Isamu Suzuki
The bell rings and immediately the two giants begin chasing after the much smaller Suzuki, the former Suicidal champion! They get their hands on him and can’t decide who’s going to get the first shot! Raab grabs one arm and Shadow grabs the othis, nearly ripping Suzuki in half. A tug-of-war between the two begins with Raab finally getting the advantage. He gets Suzuki and grabs him around the throat, chokeslamming him on the ground. The unusually quiet Mr. Dangerous is right in the mix of things.
Harvey: Mr. Dangerous is an APW staple. We’re glad he could take time out of his busy schedule to referee this madness tonight.
Chase: It’s a shame he never won a world championship…
Raab puts a foot over Isamu but Mr. Dangerous doesn’t even bothis counting as Suzuki kicks out. It’s Shadow’s turn, as he drops a massive leg across the chest of Suzuki, driving him hard in to the mat. Raab tries to cover but Shadow pulls him off and dives on top of him. Mr. Dangerous laughs, refusing to count, instead finding the meandering of the two big men hysterical. Oh, Mr. Dangerous, you incompetent twit! Shadow seems angry at Dangerous’ complete lack of doing his job. Shadow picks Isamu up and drops him across the mat with a mighty powerbomb.
Harvey: He broke him in half!
Shadow grabs Mr. Dangerous and throws him over top Suzuki and lays over top both of them. Raab starts to play the role of referee!
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Eliminated: Isamu Suzuki
Harvey: I’m not sure that legally counted.
Chase: Hey, anything goes on the reunion show!
Shadow uses his slight size and strength advantage to overwhelm Raab, beating his back into the corner and unloading with a series of hard punches to the face! The fans are booing him as he pulls his out of the corner, grabbing a hold of his arm and pulling his in for a Hammerlock DDT! Shadow is quick to try and apply a Key Lock, but Lord Raab squirms out before he can apply it! Raab hesitates, in rolling out of the ring, allowing Shadow to punish his with a series of hard stomps! He reaches down and pulls Raab up by the hair, whipping him towards the ropes! He ducks an attempted Discus Punch on the rebound, and responds with a Low-Angle Dropkick to the knees of Shadow on his way back! Raab immediately goes for his legs, trying to apply a hold, but Shadow kicks him off before he can even establish which hold he was going for. Shadow gets back to his feet, and whips Raab into to corner again, running after him to hit Reverse Splash, followed up with a Discus Punch!
Harvey: Shadow’s on fire!
Chase: It's been back and forth since the early going, but with a move like that, Shadow can really take control of this match!
With Lord Raab down on the mat, Shadow sits his up and gets down to one knee, locking in a shoulder lock. Shadow keeps the hold locked in, torquing the arm of Lord Raab as the fans boo him. A faint “Raab Lord Raab! Raab Lord Raab!” chant gets going, but it doesn't gain much steam. After keeping the hold on for the better part of a minute, Shadow stands back up to his feet, pulling Raab up with him. He lets go of the hold and gives his a couple of European Uppercuts before grabbing a hold of his head again, and locking in another shoulder lock. He drags him back down as he gets to one knee, and the fans are booing as loud as they can for Shadow.
Harvey: Shadow is wrestling a very safe, though unexciting match by keeping control of Lord Raab down on the mat! It's not one of those moves that you really expect to get a tap out, but it does work the head and neck, wearing them down for more vicious holds!
The fans are growing restless with Shadow’s tactics, and get a loud “YOU SUCK!” chant directed towards him. Shadow heeds no attention to it, whipping Raab over with a Snapmare, and sticking his knee into the small of Raab's back before using both of his fingers to Fish Hook Raab's mouth! Raab flails in pain as the ref starts the five count, and the fans boo even more, as Shadow waits until the count of four to let go. The ref calls down Shadow as the big man pulls Raab back up, but as he does so, him gives him a few shots the midsection, hunching him over and bringing the crowd alive! He grabs a hold of Shadow, giving him a quick Fireman's Carry Gut Buster! As Shadow starts to make his way to his feet, he runs towards the ropes, and takes him down with a Chop Block to the knees! Lord Raab grabs a hold of Shadow’s right leg, and gives it an Elbow Drop to the Knee! He repeats this a couple of times before applying a vicious Kneebar! Shadow grits his teeth in pain, and tries to punch Raab off, but he's just barely out of reach! Lord Raab lays back on the mat in pain, before summoning the strength to drag himself and Raab towards the ropes! He eventually gets a hand on the bottom rope, and Raab breaks the hold at the count of four. As Shadow uses the ropes to pull himself back up, Raab takes him back down with another Chop Block to the knees! The ref gives Raab a warning, and he backs up to allow Shadow the chance to make his way back to his feet.
Chase: I think this is a mistake by Raab Lord Raab! Him should be all over Shadow right now, the ref be darned!
Harvey: He doesn't want to risk disqualification!
Once Shadow's up, Raab comes right back in to whip him into the corner! He follows up with a hard Running High Knee to the back of Shadow in the corner! As he falls back down to the mat, Raab rolls him onto his belly, and goes to apply an STF! He's able to hook in the foot part, but as him tries to wrap his arms around Shadow's face, he bites his fingers! This allows Shadow to roll to safety, and he gets an earful from Mr. Dangerous as he makes his way to his feet. Shadow pulls Raab up by the hair, and whips him into the ropes, only to get a Crossbody in return! Raab is quick to apply an Indian Deathlock.
Harvey: Raab has Shadow in the center of the ring! He could finish him here!
Shadow grits his teeth and curse under his breath as he sits up and reaches out, grabbing a hold of Raab's head and punching Raab in the face repeatedly until he breaks the hold! There's a slight limp in Shadow's step as both competitors head back to their feet, which Raab tries to exploit by going for a Single Leg Takedown! It's successful, allowing Raab to go right back to the leg, flipping Shadow onto his belly and applying an STF!
Harvey: Another submission maneuver for Raab! He's in it to win it, that's for sure!
Raab has the hold in deep, and Shadow struggles to get free from it! He's dragging Raab and himself towards the ropes, but it's extremely slow going, and he looks to be fading! As he's a hair away from the ropes, he goes completely limp! Mr. Dangerous struggles to raises his arm, and it drops to the mat!
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Chase: Don't tell me Raab's going to win this match via Knockout!
The ref grabs a hold of Shadow's arm again, raising it up. Once more, it falls lifelessly to the mat!
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Harvey: Raab is on the verge of victory here!
The ref lifts up Shadow's arm for the third and final time, and as it begins to fall back to the mat, at the very last second, Shadow raises it high in the air! The fans boo loudly as Shadow makes one final desperate lunge to the ropes, and gets a hold of it, forcing Raab to let go on the count of four!
Harvey: Raab was just a second away from winning this match, but Shadow held on!
Chase: What's it going to take for somebody to win this match?
Raab is pissed off about Shadow holding on, and writhes with rage, missing completely with an attempted Clothesline! As him puts on the breaks, Shadow reaches up from behind his and Fish Hooks his mouth again! Raab holds his face in pain as Shadow mounts his and begins to unload with a series of rights and lefts before transitioning into a Cross Armbar! He knows that he's not going to get the tap out, so after stretching Raab's arm out a bit, Shadow lets go and makes his way back to his feet. He motions for Raab to get back up, stalking his, waiting patiently for his to make his way back up. As he does, he explodes towards his, practically taking out Raab's head with a Lariat! With Raab back down, Shadow nails him with a Rolling Knee Drop, before turning his onto his belly, and grabbing a hold of his legs, looking to apply the Regal Stretch! Lord Raab tries to fight out of it before he can lock it in, but Shadow is simply too big and too strong for his to fight off at this point of the match! He gets the hold locked in tight!
Harvey: Shadow has him locked in! Can Raab fight out of this!
Chase: He's trying his darnedest that for sure! But Shadow's been focusing on Raab Lord Raab's head and neck all match!
Lord Raab screams in pain as him tries to fight his way out of the hold, but to no avail! After about a minute, Shadow decides to let up. He goes over to the corner where his weapon of choice lays in a bag on the apron underneath the turnbuckle. He crawls over and opens it up with a sadistic look on his face. Mr. Dangerous, apparently forgetting the rules of the match, tries to wrestle it away but Shadow shoves him down to the mat. He empties the contact of the bag, dropping a handful of thumbtacks bouncing all over the mat. Shadow picks up a droopy Raab, and drops him with a powerbomb! Raab is covered in the thumbtacks, and screams out in pain, Shadow covers!
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Harvey: An unbelievably back and forth match but Shadow comes out on top. Somebody get Raab some help in there!
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:44:37 GMT -4
The APW Reunion show cuts to a locker room in the back, where Biggs is seated on a bench lacing up his boots. “Sr. Guapo” Armando Asante and “Stunning” Stan Everdeen are there as well, picking on the Spaceman as he prepares for the match.
Sr. Guapo: Listen, amigo, you can’t fool Sr. Guapo! Sr. Guapo knows that your feelings for Sally go beyond friendship! You want to romance her!
Biggs: Please, Armando, she’s my friend. Simple as that.
Stan: Listen, man, we’re your boys, you can level with us! I mean, you two were the first two people I came out too, even before my mom and dad! I think that’s a pretty good indicator of the level of trust within this group! Plus, you did ask her out for coffee following tonight’s match!
Stan gives Biggs a wink and a nudge, elbowing him lightly on the shoulder. Biggs shakes his head slightly as he responds.
Biggs: As friends, Stan. Seriously, you two are reading far too much into things.
Sr. Guapo: Or maybe you’re not reading enough! Listen amigo, women like Sally don’t come around very often, and women like Sally who actually like you come around even less. You can’t be afraid to woo her! If you’d like, Sr. Guapo and Stan can give you some tips on how to woo a sexy lady!
Biggs: I’ve seen you guys in action. I don’t want your tips on that!
Stan: Correction, you’ve only seen us in action at the night clubs. Sr. Guapo and I can give you some advice on how to do it in the context of a wrestling match. Admittedly, I’ve had a little bit more experience with it than Armando, considering we normally wrestle men.
Biggs scoffs at Stan.
Biggs: Listen, man, I have no problem with you being gay, but hitting on everyone you wrestle is sexual harassment at best, and could get you killed at worst! You say the wrong thing to the wrong guy…
Stan: I only hit on the wrestlers I know are gay or bi. I may be a homosexual man with an abnormally strong libido, but I’m not stupid! Anyways, it’s gotten me a few dates!
Sr. Guapo: Plus, Sr. Guapo is always there to be his wingman. There was this one time we fought this brother/sister tag team…
Biggs: I don’t need to be hearing this! I’ve got one of the biggest matches of my career to prepare for, and you two are trying to get me to treat it like a booty call! I have too much respect Sally Talfourd to go into that ring with any other intentions than to wrestle the best match that I can, because I know she’s going to do the same! Quite frankly, you two are distracting me, and I’d appreciate it if you could please stop!
Sr. Guapo: Lo siento, Biggs. It’s just that The Stud Muffins care about you. You’re our good friend, and we don’t want you to miss this chance with Sally. She really is a great woman. Can we please just show you one technique that we’ve used?
Biggs is visibly annoyed at this point.
Biggs: Fine, just one though. Then I have to focus on the match!
Stan: Gotta make this one count then! Armando, assume the positon!
Sr. Guapo gives Stan a dirty look.
Sr. Guapo: You are lucky you are Sr. Guapo’s best friend, otherwise, Sr. Guapo would slap you for telling him to “assume the position!”
He says a few words in Spanish under his breath and bends over slightly, allowing Stan to get him in a Standing Side Headlock. Stan wrenches it a bit for show, explaining his move to Biggs.
Stan: So it’s pretty safe to assume that you’ll be able to apply a Side Headlock on Sally at some point in the match. Once you make sure you have firm control of the hold, you bend down ever so slightly, getting your mouth near her ear…
Stan demonstrates this by leaning down, getting his mouth right next to Sr. Guapo’s ear. He gives a soft, almost sensual whisper as he speaks.
Stan: Where you whisper sweet nothings into her ear…
At this point, Sr. Guapo flips a gasket!
Sr. Guapo: Let go of me! Let go of me! That is the last time you whisper sweet nothing into mis orejas! Next time, Sr. Guapo will demonstrate this technique with you in the Headlock!
Stan: But the last time we did that, my singlet didn’t fit right for the rest of the night…
A look of horror comes across the face of both Biggs and Sr. Guapo as they realize what Stan is insinuating. Biggs throws his hands up and is exasperated as he speaks.
Biggs: Okay, this is just too much for me. I’m going somewhere else to prepare! Have fun trying to seduce each other…
Biggs gets up and leaves the room in a huff. Stan and Sr. Guapo awkwardly avoid looking at each other, not making eye contact at all.
Sr. Guapo: Sr. Guapo is flattered, I guess, but don’t get any ideas!
Sr. Guapo exits the room as well, leaving Stan in the room on his own. Stan sits down on the bench, crossing his arms over his chest as he speaks to no one in particular.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:44:57 GMT -4
Harvey: Coming up next ladies and gentlemen…can you believe this, a loser gets slopped match! A bunch of ring attendants bring down bucket after bucket of foul smelling, foul looking liquid in plain white buckets. They set them around ringside for the post match punishment. Chase: UGH! Do we really have to have this stuff sitting so close to us? Can’t they do this outside… FAR away from the building? Ferrari: The following Match is scheduled for ONE fall and it is the Loser Get’s slopped match! On the way to the ring, accompanied by Jacinta Perez, he hails from The Commonwealth Of Virginia and weighs in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds…‘THE MAIN ATTRACTION’ "YOUNG" MANNIE! The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie & his Posse emerge to a wave of boos, while being escorted using an Old-School Electric Motorized Cart. Next the stage lights die down; as Mannie who is wearing his glow in the dark ADIDAS sweatsuit, begins to soak in the hate. Right before a custom Dark-Orchid colored stairwell, which reads 'The-Main-Attraction' is placed in front of the middle apron. Mannie & Jacinta step out the cart, as he then strides up the steps, while the cameraman sits on the middle rope before he enters the ring. Mannie proceeds to remove his sweatsuit and waits for his opponent. Harvey: Cocky and Arrogant as ever, the Main Attraction has once again graced the APW ring. He and Buckson Gooch are no strangers to adversary during their time here, and this just writes one more chapter in their long history book. Chase: I feel bad for Mannie having to put up with this Stench! He’s the MAIN Attraction. He should be coming down on a bed of rose petals and red carpet… not surrounded by this FILTH! Ferrari: And his Opponent, weighing in at 345 pounds from Possomgrape Arkansas, BUCKSON GOOCH! The twangy strums of "Four Rusted Horses" starts and Buckson Gooch walks out, he looks around and soaks in the cheers. He 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. Harvey: Here comes the Gooch and man does he look ready to put Mannie in his place once and for all. Chase: My god… If it’s possible, the smell just got WORSE in here. Look the fans are running for the doors! It’s a fire hazard, call the safety inspector! Loser Gets Slopped:
Young Mannie vs. Buckson Gooch
DING DING DING!
Mannie charges right at Buckson who turns around at the last second to catch him, but Mannie instantly backs off and charges to the corner and leans between the ropes telling the ref he’s not ready yet. Buckson is backed off and Mannie comes forward. They circle each other for a while, Buckson keeps calling for Mannie to come at him but Mannie continues to stall. Finally they go to lock up, but Mannie quickly breaks it off and slides to the outside to tons of boos from the fans. He consults with Jacinta as the ref has to hold back Buckson!
Harvey: Look at this… Mannie the cowardly lion out there hiding behind his girl Friday. What a disgrace.
Chase: Now hold on just one minute. Mannie has to compete with a man twice his size that eats children for breakfast, and deal with the aweful stench around the ring. He’s entitled to a timeout or two.
Mannie finally slides into the ring at a count of 8 and gets to his feet, eyes on Gooch the whole time. He stretches some more then screams out “I’m Ready” and circles up with Buckson again. They come together to lock up, but Mannie slides a thumb in the eye of Gooch that the ref didn’t quite catch. The fans boo as Gooch stumbles around trying to unblur his sight. Mannie quickly hits a staggering Gooch with stiff palm strikes to the chest and neck backing him into the ropes. He throws a couple quick European Uppercuts before whipping Buckson into the ropes. Gooch reverses however and throws Mannie hard into the ropes. Mannie explodes back into a massive clothesline by Gooch that turns Mannie inside out. Buckson quickly hits the ropes and comes for a big splash just as Mannie rolls out of the way. Mannie pulls himself up as Gooch gets to his knees holding his mid section. Mannie hits a Flying knee to Gooch’s head, and another, and another, but Gooch just won’t go down. Mannie hits the ropes again and comes running hard at Gooch who throws a clothesline. Mannie ducks and hits the ropes springing off into a cross body block, but Gooch catches him in mid air, scoops Mannie on his shoulders and SLAMS him down hard with a power slam. He lays on top for the pin.
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Harvey: Gooch is clearly in tip top form! And it’s hard to take that big man down. He was ready for Many and tried to end that one quick.
Chase: It’s a marathon not a sprint Darren. Mannie has the resiliency and stamina to outlast pig boy and it’s just a matter of time before the GOOCH makes a mistake.
Buckson gets to his feet and pulls Mannie up to his. He kicks him in the gut and places his head between his knees. He picks him up for a big PowerBomb, but Mannie manages to push himself off of Buckson’s shoulders and slide behind him. He backs into the ropes and comes back with a huge Lariat to the head that sends Buckson stumbling. He throws a headbutt to Buckson, but Buckson just shakes it off leaving Mannie reeling a bit. But he recovers and throws a hard knee into the chest and hard elbows to the head of Gooch who tries to cover up. Mannie comes off the ropes again to a running Knee to the head. Buckson staggers and goes down to one knee. Mannie springboards off the middle rope and lands a hard Kick to the head of Buckson that sends him face down on the mat. Mannie quickly is there to pound Gooch with hard knees to the head and shoulder. He then backs up and calls for Gooch to get to his feet. Gooch staggers and Mannie tacks off and NAILS the Dropkick from hell sending Gooch down. Mannie poses for the boos of the fans before quickly realizing that Gooch is down and going for the cover.
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Harvey: Mannie had some big time momentum going there, and just ruined it so he could showboat to the fans.
Chase: Nonsense! He has this one well under control, and he just wants to make sure the fans get one hell of a show.
Mannie Gets Buckson back to his feet and shoves him into the corner. He unloads with a bevy of hard European Uppercuts finally getting Buckson to a seated position and charging with a hard knee to the head. He pulls Buckson out of the corner before getting him up to his feet. He kicks him in the gut and then hooks him by the head and arm. HE lifts Buckson up for a suplex, but can’t quite hold him. However, he uses the ropes to slingshot Buckson over and rolls on top for a pin… but only gets a two count out of it. Mannie argues with the Ref before running hard over to the corner and flipping up to do a headstand on the top turnbuckle and then he twists and comes down with a Cut the Damn Check on Buckson and hooks the leg.
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Harvey: Hate to admit it, but Mannie is fully in charge of this one. He has Gooch right where he wants him.
Chase: Of course he does, cause he’s a true class act, unlike the pig farmer who just lacks class. Size isn’t everything, a fact I’m sure Buckson’s sister tells him every night to keep his confidence up.
Harvey: EWWW… Dude Why?
Chase: Ha! Are we sure Buckson’s not a Duggar?
Mannie is back to his feet and jumps up and down begging for Buckson to get up. He waits positioning himself behind Buckson before going for the Fatal Attraction… but Gooch somehow manages to grab the top rope and hold on as Mannie falls to the Mat hard. Gooch recovers as Mannie gets to his feet. Mannie comes at Gooch again but receives a big kick to the gut. Buckson grabs him up and down with a Stump Pull Piledriver and then rolls over on his stomach to catch his breath. The ref looks at both of them and begins his count.
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Buckson pulls himself up as Mannie does the same and clobbers Mannie in the back of the head with a HUGE Forearm. He turns Mannie around and tosses him into the ropes and destroys him with a Big Boot to the face. He covers.
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Harvey: The tables have turned, and now the big man is in control and this is not a place where Mannie wants to be.
Chase: Would you want to be under that fat slob? Mannie is clearly just playing opossum and any time now he’ll snap back into action.
Buckson reaches down and grabs the legs of Mannie and turns him over for a Boston Crab! The crowd cheers loudly as Mannie screams out in pain. He reaches for the ropes but is too far! He pulls at his hair trying to deal with the pain but it seems to be too much. The ref seems out of position as Jacinta reaches in and grabs Mannie’s arms slowly pulling him to the ropes. By the time the ref turns to see it, Mannie has the ropes and the break is called. Buckson kicks the bottom rope trying to back Jacinta up then pulls Mannie to his feet, kicks him in the gut then pulls him up and down with a big time Powerbomb. He hooks the leg!
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Harvey: Wow was that close! The ref’s hand was less than an inch from the mat when Mannie came to life.
Chase: Yess! Mannie has him right where he wants him!
Harvey: Are you watching the same match as me?
Buckson pulls Mannie up and hooks him looking for the Hog Tie Suplex, but once again Jacinta interferes and grabs Mannie’s leg holding him down as the crowd boos. Finally Buckson throws Mannie aside as Jacinta gets on the Apron and is arguing with Buckson. She spits in Gooch’s face and an enraged Gooch grabs her by the hair raising his right hand to hers. She slaps him in the face and the ref gets in there separating them and admonishing Jacinta. With his back turned, Mannie sneaks up to Gooch and hits a big low blow. With Gooch bent over, Mannie comes off the ropes and hits a Rolling thunder Fameasser! He makes the cover!
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Harvey: COME ON! Jacinta making all the difference right now!
Chase: Hey! Gooch put his hands on a pretty lady. He got what he deserved.
Mannie pulls Gooch to his face and slaps him hard numerous times in the face, hits a Roundhouse kick and then springs off the ropes for a running knee to the face complething the Total Recal. Mannie once again taunts the crowd to loud boos and then falls on Gooch for a lazy cover.
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Mannie gets back up and climbs the top rope. He leaps off for the Double Foot Stomp but Gooch rolls out of the way. Mannie stumbles but rolls back to his feet turns towards Gooch and is caught! Hog Tie Suplex By Gooch and he bridges for the pin!
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Harvey: So close.
Buckson jumps up like he won, but the ref waves himoff. Buckson shakes his head and pulls Mannie up and hooks him for the Swee Tea Plunge, but Mannie brings his leg up for another low blow. He turns and NAILS Gooch with The Drug Test sending him down to the ground. Mannie catches his breath and is slow to his feet. He gets up to the turnbuckle slowly and poses for a second calling for something big… BUT HE TAKES TOO MUCH TIME as Gooch is there and nails him in the gut! Gooch now climbing the turnbuckle and hooks Mannie!
Harvey: Look Out! Mannie is definitely not where he wants to be.
Chase: Enough Playing opossum Mannie, Do something!
Gooch goes to pull him up for a Superplex, but Mannie blocks it and knees him in the gut. He flips over Gooch and tries for a top rope suplex, His foot kicks the ref who was too close to the action, and the ref goes down holding his head. Mannie tries to pull Gooch down but gooch nails him with a big elbow to the top of the head that sends Mannie stumbling back! Gooch looks behind him and LEAPS OFF!!!!
Harvey: MOONSAULT! MOONSAULT!
Chase: Is that what they call that? I’m pretty sure a cow just fell out of the sky. And poor Mannie is squished.
Gooch lays on him for the cover…..
But there is no ref as Jacinta is checking on / holding the ref down so Mannie can recover. She pulls the ref out of the ring while she slides a chair in that Buckson doesn’t see. Gooch takes acceptation and now chases her around the ring. She easily out runs him and slides into the ring Buckson follows her.
Harvey: Lookout Gooch!
Mannie is waiting for Gooch and swings hard with the Chair, but Gooch ducks underneath and NAILS him with the Razorback Scrambler. The chair goes flying as Mannie falls back hard just as the Ref rolls back in. Gooch covers…
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The crowd erupts into cheers as the ref raises Gooch’s hand!
WINNER: BUCKSON GOOCH!
Chase: NO!!!.
Harvey: YES! And you know what happens now!
Chase: I can’t watch.
Buckson goes to the outside and brings in two big buckets of slop. He picks one up as Mannie is getting to his feet, but from behind Jacinta hits with a low blow.
Harvey: Oh come on!
Chase: I love it!
Buckson goes down in pain and Mannie slowly recovers looking pissed off. He barks out orders and Jacinta pulls buckson up and holds his arms. Mannie taunts him a bit and then grabs a bucket as the crowd boos loudly. Mannie throws the slop at Buckson… WHO DUCKS! Jacinta gets slopped big time!
Chase: WHAT! OH MY GOD!
The crowd goes nuts as Mannie looks shocked. He turns around and BUCKSON DUMPS A BUCKET OF SLOP on top of Mannie’s head complete with the Bucket. He then clotheslines Mannie down hard bucket and all. The crowd cheers as the ring is a MESS with pig slop. Buckson leaves to cheers from the crowd.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:45:06 GMT -4
Harvey: We're back and I can't wait for our next match, Johnny!
Chase: Don't wet yourself yet, Darren. We've got the fan's favorite- C.J. Gates poised to step in the ring with one of the most dangerous men on the planet, Mark Mania!
Harvey: Gates deserves the praise...we're talking about one of the greats! Mania won't be a pushover, but let's not wait any longer! Take it away, Nicky!
The camera pans to the middle of the ring where APW ring announcer Nicky Paige is ready to kick off our next match on the APW Reunion Show!
Nicky: This bout is set for one fall!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. 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. Nicky: First! From Fargo, North Dakota, weighing 215 pounds…C.J. GATES!!!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. Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He points out at the fans one more time before raising his arms in the air to another loud chorus of cheers. Nicky: And his opponent…"This Means War" by Busta Rhymes plays out over the loud speaker as on the jumbo tron a giant video of Mark Mania's career highlights plays. Mark Mania walks out from backstage as the crowd cheers. Nicky: From Melrose, Massachusetts, weighing 235 pounds…MARK MANIA!!!Mania walks down the ramp slapping the hands of the fans as he gets down there. He slides under the bottom rope and eyes Gates from across the ring. Darren: Folks, this one should be good. C.J. Gates and Mark Mania were both beloved in Action Packed Wrestling. Both have long lists of accomplishments, and they’ll tangle here in their respective returns to APW action.Johnny: There have been times where I haven’t been a fan of these guys. But I can assure you, I’ll be a fan of this MATCH.C.J. Gates vs. Mark Mania
The bell rings, and Gates and Mania lock up after circling each other for a moment. The slightly-bigger Mania pushes Gates into a corner and fires away with a series of knife-edge chops to his opponents stomach before whipping him across the ring.
Mania follows, but Gates sidesteps a charge, forcing Mania to hit the turnbuckles face-first. The crowd comes to life as Gates goes on the attack, hitting a Russian legsweep before popping up to the cheers of the fans.
Darren: No doubt about it, C.J. Gates is still beloved by fans around the world!
Johnny: Maybe so, but it’s way too early to start showboating!
Gates picks Mania up off the mat, but Mania punches his way to his feet. A right hook to the gut drops Gates to a knee, and Mania capitalizes with a gorgeous vertical suplex, one that features him holding Gates upside-down for several seconds before dropping him to the mat.
Once down there, Mania hits several stomps before picking Gates up and whipping him across the ropes. He tries a back body drop, but Gates corrects himself in mid-air, landing on the top rope and launching back towards his opponent…only to be caught by a vicious spinebuster! Mania covers:
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Darren: What awareness shown by both men. Gates went straight for a high-impact move, but Mania knew what was coming and countered!
Johnny: This is why both men achieved so much here in APW, and it’s great to see them back one more time.
Mania picks Gates up off the mat, only to drop him back down with a bodyslam. Mania runs to the ropes and attempts to drop a running elbow, but Gates rolls away and capitalizes, stomping away before grabbing Mania by the hair, running to the ropes, and nailing a tornado DDT! He rolls on top:
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Mania picks the shoulder up quickly, and Gates grabs an armbar. Mark sits in pain on the mat for a second before slowly spinning out as he stands up and reversing it into a standing wristlock, adding a few more chops for good measure.
The last chop sends Gates flying backwards into the ropes, and Mania picks him up for a bodyslam, driving him back down to the mat. This time, the follow-up running elbow hits, as does a second one, and Mania cinches in a reverse chinlock.
Darren: This is classic Mark Mania. He’ll use some of his high-impact offense when he has to, but when it suits him, he has no problem grounding opponents and slowly sapping their strength.
Johnny: You can’t count Gates out, though. He’s got a huge heart.
Indeed, Gates sits out and makes it to his feet fairly quickly, fighting out of the hold with elbow smashes to Mania’s stomach before running to the ropes. He tries a sunset flip and gets Mania over, but the target rolls out and springs to his feet…only to be hit with a picture-perfect C.J. Gates dropkick!
Darren: How many times have we seen THAT dropkick over the years?!
Mania bails out of the ring to regroup, but Gates is having none of it and follows him to the floor. The referee starts his count as Gates hits several forearms to Mania’s back, and C.J. sets up for a suplex on the floor. However, Mark counters into one of his own, and Gates rolls toward the guardrail for relief, only to be hit by several swift kicks as the referee counts on.
As Gates is hunched over on the ground outside the ring, Mania rolls back in at the count of six, and impatiently looks at the referee, as if he isn’t counting quickly enough. However, Gates slowly gets to his feet and rolls back in at the count of eight.
Darren: Thank God Gates got back in there. Nobody wanted to see this match end via countout.
Johnny: That may be good for us, but Gates has to be hurting after that suplex and after being kicked into the guardrail. Mania HAS to take advantage.
Mark adds several stomps to his foe’s back before picking him up and whipping him into the corner. This time, Mania’s charge connects, and another suplex out of the corner puts Gates in the middle of the ring. Mania covers:
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Darren: What a maneuver by C.J. Gates! Mania hit the mat hard, and that seemed to really catch him by surprise.
Johnny: Gates is hurting, but you can’t keep a competitor like him down for very long.
Gates gets up clutching his ribs, but picks Mania up and knocks him into the ropes with another dropkick before bringing him to the mat with a drop toe hold. C.J. gets onto Mania’s back and applies a hammerlock, and when Mania pushes himself up off the mat, Gates shifts his weight into a bulldog! He covers:
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Darren: How did Gates kick out?! Mark Mania dropped him on the back of his head twice!
Johnny: I don’t know if it’s guts or something less logical, but I sure thought Mania had it won, too.
So did Mania, and he’s not at all pleased. He slaps Gates across the face, as if he’s demanding him to get to his feet. Slowly, Gates gets to his knees and Mania winds up for another haymaker…only to be cradled into a surprise small package!
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Some parts of the crowd are deflated, while others marvel at the resilience of both competitors. Gates and Mania each take a moment to catch their breath on the mat, and the referee begins his count.
Mania is the first to turn over, and Gates follows suit shortly after. The two men eye each other, both of them having taken tremendous punishment to this point, and they lock up again, this time with Mania coming away with a side headlock. Gates attempts a back suplex, but Mania counters by flipping out of it and landing on his feet…only to be hit by a surprise double-arm DDT once he turns around!
Darren: Stamp of Approval! This could be it!
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Johnny: How do these men keep going?!
Darren: This may be the last time they step in an APW ring, that’s how!
Gates looks at Mania’s upturned shoulder in disbelief, thinking he had just delivered the match-ending blow. Instead, Gates goes to the top rope, and he signals the fans to get to their feet!
Darren: C.J. Gates is running on pure adrenaline right now, and he may be trying to end this one with the Gatecrasher!
Indeed, Gates springs off the top rope with his corkscrew somersault into a senton bomb…
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Johnny: He missed!
Indeed, Mark Mania rolled out of the way at the last possible second, avoiding Gates and sending him into the canvas! Mania rolls over and drapes an arm over his opponent:
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Darren: HOW did C.J. Gates kick out after missing the Gatecrasher?!
Johnny: What an unbelievable matchup, with both men refusing to give way so far, but at some point, one of them has to! Mania stands up, seeing Gates is reeling. He picks C.J. up and bends him over, hooking both of his arms.
Darren: Could be Mania Madness coming up!
Mania jumps up, but before he can spin both himself and his opponent, Gates reaches up and connects with a shoulder jawbreaker!
Johnny: MARKET CRASH! OUT OF NOWHERE!
Absolutely spent, Gates drapes an arm over Mania once the two come back to the mat:
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WINNER: C.J. GATES Nicky: Here is your winner, C.J. GATES!!!Harvey: Both of these men left everything out there this evening in the name of APW. In the end, C.J. Gates somehow found the strength to hit the Market Crash, and that was enough to score the hard-fought win over Mark Mania.Johnny: Look at Gates! He’s absolutely exhausted. These two men held nothing back, as they did every night of their APW careers.
The words of Johnny Chase ring true as C.J. Gates can hardly stand. Mania starts to stir on the ground as the fans roar in approval of two of the APW's finest megastars. Mania is the first to become completely coherent, using the ropes as leverage to bring himself up to two feet, as Gates still shakes off the cobwebs in the corner. Mark walks over to C.J. as the referee nervously looks on anticipation but Mania leans down and whispers something in Gates' ear before draping his arm over him.
Harvey: What a great exchange between two phenomenal talents. If this is indeed the end of the APW, what a way to go out!
The two raise one another's hands in celebration, posing for each side of the ring to catch a glimpse of the two megastars. C.J. Gates smiles as Mania points at the better man this evening. Mania drops his arm, pats Gates on the shoulder and begins walking outside the ring. Seemingly out of nowhere, the former APW Undisputed Champion, C.J. Gates comes flying over top of Mania, pounding him with several rounds of closed fists to the back of the head. Mania crashes to the ground and gets a hole stomped in him by Gates' boots. Cockiness isn't usually a trait used to describe C.J. Gates, but he looks out on the crowd with a twinge in his eye, before extending his arms out above the downed Mania. He grabs his cowboy hat from the corner of the ring, tips it at the injured Mania and leaves the ring to a chorus of boos.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:45:50 GMT -4
Harvey: And we're back! Our next match is certainly a little unexpected but something newly minted Vice President Johnny Rebel threw together. We were scheduled to have two separate matches: A.C. Smith versus APW veteran Streets Wilson and a tables, ladders and chairs match between Evan Envi, Shane Borderland and Delikado.
Chase: However, despite a bad case of the flu has chased down a few of those competitors and we're left with an impromptu match between A.C. Smith and Delikado.
Harvey: Someone's going to get killed. I love it! Let's get down to the ring.
Ferrari: The following matchup is a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match!The crowd pops at this announcement, as ladders line the ramp. There’s a table with several steel chairs set atop it at ringside, and tables are also propped up against the barricade. Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, as mentioned on APW.com earlier today, several Mega Stars had travel issues pop up and were unable to make it here tonight, namely Evan Envi, Shane Borderland, and Streets Wilson. As such, the scheduled matches of A.C. Smith versus Streets Wilson, and the TLC Match of Delikado versus Envi versus Borderland have been changed to A.C. Smith versus Delikado in a TLC Match!Chase: It really is an unfortunate situation, but we’re going to make the best of it and get an unexpected matchup out it!”This just in: Wrestling is finally COOL again. Delikado…IS…HEEEEEEERE!”
With this epically deep-throated narration, a nuclear explosion is heard going off somewhere as Delikado walks out and stands in place just a few inches from the curtain. As “The Avengers Theme” by Alan Silvestri starts playing, the Cuban looks out to the ring and points to it with his left index finger before holding out his open right hand and slowly clenching it into a fist of pain--for everyone else. The crowd goes nuts while Delikado slowly walks down the ramp, a little swagger in his powerful steps of Bossness.
Ferrai: Introducing, from Pinar del Río, Cuba, weighing in at 169 pounds, he is DELIKADO!
Harvey: Delikado is certainly one of the more, erm, unique individuals to grace an APW ring.
Chase: He’s out there and more than a bit kooky, but that just makes him more fun to watch!
Delikado continues to swagger on down the ramp while staring into the camera and posing confidently, before faking a kick at it. He stops and gestures coolly with both arms in the air, giving the fans a reason to finally enjoy wrestling…AND LIFE! Mister Cuba continues walking until he is at the outside of the ring. He looks at another camera, raising an eyebrow, and fakes a punch to it before jumping up and standing on the side of the ring with his hands on the ropes. Delikado now waits for the match to start as he lazily leans over the top rope and stares out at the crowd, a highly amused smirk of superiority on his face.
”Because as APW comes to an end…it HAS to involve Delikado!!!” 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. Ferrari: From New York City! Weighing 275 pounds...THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER, A.C. SMITH!Harvey: What an ovation for A.C. Smith here tonight! The fact that he took a TLC Match on such short notice is a credit to his character!Chase: And the fact that he took a match against Delikado on such short notice is a detriment to his character! He must have as many screws loose as Delikado to think that this was a good idea!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” Harvey: Wait a second! What’s Delikado doing!? LOOK OUT!As A.C. was honoring his fans, Delikado comes rushing at him with a chair, clocking “The Big Apple A$$kicker right between the eyes! He’s drawn blood as the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING! Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match
Delikado vs. A.C. Smith
Blood continues to pour down A.C. Smith’s face as Delikado continues to beat him down with the steel chair on the ramp! The ref just stands back, watching the carnage, because it’s all legal.
Chase: See, I told you it was crazy to take on Delikado in a TLC match on short notice. This match isn’t even a minute old, and already, A.C. Smith is behind the 8-ball!
Harvey: Shut up, Chase! You know full darn well that A.C. Smith has come back from worse than this!
Deli holds the legs of the chair as he presses the top right into A.C.’s throat choking the life out of him! The referee is powerless to do anything, looking on helplessly.
Harvey: Now folks, since there is not title or briefcase full of money on the line, this match can only end via pinfall or submission inside the ring. However, tables, ladders, and chairs are legal for use during this match, and there’s no count outs either!
Chase: So if Delikado used an umbrella to attack A.C. Smith, would he be disqualified?
Harvey: Yes, I believe so!
Chase: How about a toaster?
Harvey: Would you just quit it already!
Once A.C.’s face is an interesting shade of purple covered with red, Delikado relents on the choke and reaches down to pull A.C. up. He rams his head off of one of the erect ladders on the ramp before dragging A.C. to the ring and rolling him in. Deli grabs a hold of a table ringside, and slides it into the ring. He then closes one of the ladders and tosses it in as well! He grabs a chair off of the table ringside and slides back into the ring, nailing A.C. with it across the ribs and midsection before turning his attention to the table. He sets it up in the middle of the ring, and then lifts up the ladder, setting it up in the corner. He gives A.C. a couple more stomps before pulling him up by the hair and rolling him onto the table.
Harvey: I don’t like where Delikado is going with this.
Chase: I think I do!
Deli gives Smith a couple more of clubbing blows to the chest before picking up the chair and beginning to climb the ladder with the chair in hand! The fans are booing as he reaches about the ¾ point of the ladder and leaps off, going for a Chair Assisted Elbow Drop! A.C. Smith rolls off the table though, sending Delikado crashing through!
Chase: High risk, no reward for the Crazy Cuban!
The fans are chanting “A.C! A.C!” as Smith slowly makes his way to his feet and peels Delikado from the wreckage of the table! The chair has an interesting dent in it, and Delikado’s elbow is bleeding as Smith locks in a Sideheadlock, and gives Deli a series of rabid fire punches to the head! After about half a dozen punches, A.C. winds up and floors him with a particularly stiff shot to the crown of the head! A.C. then heads over to the ladder and folds it up, scooping it up and Body Slamming it onto Delikado! He picks the ladder back up, and does it again! He then pulls the ladder up one more time, and props it in the far corner. The ref is clearing the table out of the ring as A.C. pulls Deli back up to his feet, and Irish Whips him hard into the ladder! Delikado screams out in pain as he stumbles away from the ladder, holding his back as A.C. drills him with a Spear! A.C. goes for the first cover of the match, 1
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Harvey: What a violent, vicious match this has already become! I don’t see this one lasting particularly long at all!
Chase: It looks like Delikado is going to the really warped part of his mind!
Delikado slides out of the ring and heads to the table with the chairs stacked on top. He keeps grabbing chairs and tossing them over his shoulder into the ring, not even bothering to look where they’re landing. The ref has to dodge a few, and one catches A.C. on the crown of the head, causing him to reach up and clutch it in pain! Once there’s 11 chairs in the ring, and the table is cleared, Delikado pulls the table right up next to the ring. He reaches into the ring, and pulls A.C. out onto the table before climbing onto the table himself! He then pulls A.C. up and into a Piledriver position, but A.C. counters with a Back Body Drop, sending Delikado crashing to the arena floor!
Harvey: Clutch counter by A.C. there! He can’t afford too many blows to the head!
Chase: Unless it’s from a hooker!
Harvey: Chase, that was uncalled for! You make me sick to my stomach sometimes!
Chase: Not as sick as A.C. looks to be trying to make Delikado!
A.C. has rolled of the table, and has Delikado propped up against the ringsteps, driving his knee repeatedly into the face of Delikado! He then pulls Delikado up by the head, and takes him down with a Running Lariat! As Deli gets up again, he’s drilled with another Lariat! Deli eats two more of these before just staying down, which allows A.C. to pull one of the chairs from out of the ring and set it up. He then pulls Delikado up and lays the back of his head on the seat of the chair before pulling it through the hole in the back! The chair is wrapped around Deli’s throat as A.C. gets down to one knee behind the chair and proceeds to club Deli’s chest repeatedly with a modified version of The Police Lineup! The fans count along with each clubbing blow!
“1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! 11! 12! 13! 14! 15! 16! 17! 18! 19! 20!”
Delikado’s chest is bright red as A.C. pulls the head of the chair up and slams the legs hard into the floor with Deli’s head still stuck inside! Delikado begins to twitch violently as A.C. pulls him up to a standing position, and yanks the chair right off of him! Delikado’s nose is bleeding, as the chair must have clipped him as A.C. ripped it off! Delikado holds his face in pain as he stumbles over towards the table, and A.C. is right there to turn him around, give him a kick to the gut, and hoist him up for a Gutwrench Powerbomb through the table!
Harvey: Neither Evan Envi or Shane Borderland posses the brute strength of A.C. Smith! So while A.C. might have been disadvantaged by not being able to prepare for TLC, Delikado is disadvantaged by not being able to prepare for the bruising style of A.C. Smith!
Chase: C’mon, Delikado! Get back in this match, man!
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Chase: DA BAWSE counters! Now’s the time for him to really do some damage!
Like a rabid pitbull, Delikado gets back on the attack, grabbing the back of A.C.’s head and repeatedly slamming his face into the pile of chairs in the middle of the ring! This re-opens the wound on A.C.’s forehead, and he begins to bleed again!
Harvey: A.C. Smith has lost a lot of blood already in this match up! They’re going to have to replace the canvas between matches for sure!
Chase: There’s going to need to be a lot of cleanup after this match!
After about a dozen face slams into the chairs, Delikado turns A.C. onto his back and drags him off the chairs, going for a pin, hooking both legs, 1
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Harvey: Have you ever seen a referee strong armed into helping a competitor out like that in the middle of the match?
Chase: Do you blame him!? He’s in there with the Rabid Delikado! He must be worried that Deli will bite him!
As A.C. Smith is laid out, Delikado grabs one of the steel chairs from beneath the table, and just goes to town on A.C., smacking his midsection repeatedly, each shot sounding out throughout the arena. The fans aren’t happy as Delikado begins to climb the ladder. About halfway up, Deli appears to be getting dizzy, holding his head with one hand as he tells the ref to hold the ladder steady for him! Again, the ref obliges, not wanting to get bit! Deli continues up the ladder, but as he does so, A.C. Smith comes to and slides off the table! Delikado is about ¾ up the way of the ladder, and sees A.C. beginning to climb up behind him, prompting him to scurry up the ladder even faster! A.C. is more than halfway up as Delikado climbs up and over the top of the ladder, beginning to climb down the other side, but as A.C. reaches the top, and grabs a hold of Delikado’s hair, pulling him back up to join him atop the ladder! Delikado rakes the eyes of A.C. Smith, and tries to climb down again, only to be grabbed by the hair and pulled right back up! A.C. then rams Deli’s face into the top of the ladder again and again and again, busting open Delikado’s forehead as well! With The Cuban Warrior Dazed, A.C. Smith pulls him up and over, hoisting him in another Gorilla Press and slamming him off the ladder through the table below! Delikado writhes in pain in the pile of broken table and bent up chairs, while the fans go crazy! “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!”
Chase: By God, he killed Delikado! He had to have killed him!
Harvey: I don’t think he quite killed him, but there’s no doubt that Delikado is in a bad way right now! The fans are chanting “A.C! A.C! A.C!” as he climbs to the tippy top of the ladder, turns to face the downed Delikado and leaps off, nailing The Big Apple A$$Kicker body splash! The ref is right there to make the count, 1
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Winner: A.C. Smith Ferrari: Here is your winner, by pinfall, “The Big Apple A$$kicker,” A.C. Smith!
“All of the Lights” hits the speakers as A.C. Smith rolls off of Delikado and gets his arm raised while he’s still laying down. The fight doctor has already rushed down the ramp to check on the still motionless Delikado while A.C. Smith slowly makes his way to his feet. The fans are cheering for him loudly as he raises his arm again to acknowledge the crowd!
Harvey: What a war we just witnessed here between A.C. Smith and Delikado! What it lacked in length, it more than made up for in brutality!
Chase: With the way this match started, and the way it progressed throughout, we knew it wasn’t going to be a long one! I’m surprised both men took as much as they did!
The fight doctor and ref help Delikado out of the ring as A.C. Smith continues to celebrate. The scene fades in with a background of a thunderstorm. In the foreground is a man wearing a long sleeve shirt with his back turned to the camera. He turns to face the camera with a smirk on his face. His short black hair is kept neat. The lightning behind him lights up the backdrop as he begins to speak.
Devin Richards: Do you know who you are, who you truly are? Do you know what your destiny is? Do you know yourself in a way that leaves absolutely no doubt in your mind? Or are you one of the mindless sheep who do what you’re told, who follow somebody else’s plan, who lets the world decide who you really are?
He shakes his head and scowls.
Devin Richards: I was once like that, once left in the dark following orders. I was once a man consumed with everyone else’s war, instead of searching for my own. But now my eyes have been open. I know where my destiny lies… and it’s with every bone I break, every ounce of blood I draw, and every body I drop on my climb to be the man that peasants tremble before. The man that lesser worship. The man who enthralls thousands and sees his glorious name up in lights. And I know, every journey begins with a single step… and I’m more than willing to climb my way up the ladder of Action Packed Wrestling, leaving in my wake a trail of broken souls.
The lightning flashes again behind him, and illuminates his eyes brightly as a shadow is cast over his face to where only his eyes are seen.
Devin Richards: There is a storm coming to APW, one that none of you can control, one that will change the face of the wrestling world forever. Hurricane Devin is on the horizon, and none of you are ready for what’s to come.
We head to a quick commercial for APW's greatest hits DVD including action from some of your favorite megastars: Level-One, Sally Talfourd, Pence Weatherlight and of course, CAPTAIN KLAPPTON!
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:46:03 GMT -4
Ferrari: The following match is a triple threat tag team match operating under tornado rules. All 6 men will be legal in this match at all times.
The crowd explodes into cheers as "Hometown Hero" by Big K.R.I.T. begins to blare and fog starts to roll down the entrance way. The arena lights turn blue and the fog creates a haze effect. Anthony "The Promise" Bailey steps out from behind the curtain slowly. He is soon joined by Jair Hopkins pounding his chest and hyping himself with the crowd. They stop for a moment, high five, and look around the arena. Bailey's eyes widen as he strides to the ring greeting multiple fans. Jair does the same before running and sliding into the ring. Bailey climbs up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and into the ring.
Ferrari: Introducing first weighing in at a combined weight of 435 pounds, the team of Anthony Bailey and Jair Hopkins…. THE DYING BREED!
Harvey: Here come the former tag team champions of APW and man they look like they haven’t lost a step. And I tell you what Johnny, I can’t wait for this match.
Chase: You call this a match, I call it a cluster from hell. But I agree this should be one hell of a battle. I just wish we had a couple more dozen announcers to call all the action.
The lights go out and LL Cool J tells the fans to "Come On". Red and White light go throughout the arena as the opening cords of the crowd chants the "ahhhAhhhhAHAH" of the song. As the lyrics of "Mama Said Knock You Out" begin, TJ comes out and the lights come back on as the red lights still flash. TJ leans back and roars and then TJ walks down to the ring and slides in the ring. He goes to the corner and throws his arms in the air and then beats his chest with one arm.
Ferrari: And their opponents… Introducing first from Philadelphia Pennsylvania and weighing in at 290 pounds…. THE SOUL OF PHILLY…. TJ!!!
The melody of "Cold War" by Janelle Monae signals the arrival of Keaton Saint, who makes his presence known as the song begins to pick up tempo. Saint makes his way to the ring high-fiving some of the fans in the attendance before entering the ring, high fiving with TJ and preparing himself for the match ahead.
Ferrari: And his tag team partner… hailing from London, England and weighing in at 248 pounds… KEATON SAINT!
Harvey: So glad to see these two back in action again and teaming up to boot. The two of them were quite formidable back in the day, but now… let’s hope that chemistry comes back.
Chase: I don’t think it matters if the chemistry comes back. Sure TJ can knock out anyone in that ring, but what about Saint. He’s been a shell since his time against Terry Marvin for the overdrive title. There’ve been flashes, but he’s not himself. Ferrari: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 460 pounds. The team of Chris Madison and Tommy Knox…. The BLACK HAND!
The guitars begin to sound as "Death's Door" by Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats plays over the arena. The lights dim and the entrance stage fills with smoke as dark purple strobe lights flicker over the arena. The drums the sound as the guitars in the intro begin to scream heavily as it echoes over the arena. A bright white light shines from the entrance way as the silhouette of a man stands there. After a slight delay, Tommy Knox walks out from the back and out into the open. He stands there on the stage for a moment with his arms by his side as he looks over the arena before moving his body with the music and banging his head. He then begins to walk down the aisle with his eyes locked on the ring.
"I'll hang you higher than before
I'll leave you dying at death's door"
The song continues to play over the arena with power as Knox slowly approaches the ring. He then slides into the ring and climbs to his feet. He walks around the ring for a moment just before walking over to the corner and looking over the crowd once more. He then climbs the turnbuckle and holds his arms out looking above pumping his fist with the music. He then jumps down and spins around facing the center of the ring by the time he lands on his feet. Bouncing back and forth staring across the ring in the opposing corner Knox prepares himself as the music slowly begins to fade.
The guitar solo of "Viking Death March" by Billy Talent begins to play as the lights fade to black. The video screens are taken over by a familiar white snowy picture. The drums join into the song as a white strobe light effect illuminates the entrance area.
HEY!
Chris Madison walks through the entrance area with his head down. He stops walking as he makes it to the foot of the entrance ramp as the lights come back on. He shrugs his shoulders and then throws a few shadow jabs and uppercuts. He stops and tilts his head back, outstretching his arms horizontally with his palms up in the air.
Down, Let's Take It Down
Raise Up Their Heads On A Stake
We Will Show No Mercy
On Evolutions Mistake!
Madison lowers his head and gazes into the crowd with his cocky smile. He marches down to the ring banging his head to the music and arrogantly ignores all of the fans attempts to put a hand on the Madman. He hops onto the apron and climbs to the second rope in the nearest corner. He looks out and points to the fans while dragging his other thumb across his throat in a slashing motion as the chorus hits.
Crosses Still Burn, Axes Still Fall
And Down On Your Knees You Just Don't Look So Tall!
Crosses Still Burn, Axes Still Fall
And Down On Your Knees You Just Don't Look So Tall!
Madison jumps over the top rope and lands in the ring. He pounds his chest and slaps himself in the face before letting out a roar.
Harvey: The fans letting the Black hand know exactly what they think of them. And these 6 men seem ready to rip each other apart.
Chase: Darren, you’re looking at the victors right there. They’ve proven before just how formidable they are when they team up. And they are looking to shock the world by taking down 4 of the best the APW has seen in quite some time.
Tornado Rules:
"The Soul of Philly" TJ and Keaton Saint vs. The Dying Breed (Anthony Bailey & Jair Hopkins) vs. The Black Hand (Chris Madison & Tommy Knox)
From the back, two more referees run down to the ring taking positions up on the outside surrounding the apron.
Harvey: Brilliant, just brilliant. That is likely the best thing for this match as it’s sure to get out of control.
Chase: One ref misses enough calls, three is just a recipe for disaster. Hopefully this didn’t make this explosive situation even worse.
DING DING DING!
The Men all line up with each other. Jair stands toe to toe with TJ. Keaton with Tommy Knox. Anthony Bailey with Madison. They are all nose to nose talking back and forth and the crowd gets really into it, and the entire arena gets loud. Tommy Knox mouths off to Keaton Saint who responds with a hard right hand to his Jaw. This causes Madison to unload on Anthony Bailey with hard knees to the ribs and mid sections. Meanwhile Jair throws a hard kick to the gut of TJ and begins to work on him. TJ fights back with a few rights. Bailey answers back with an elbow to the head of Madison. Keaton Saint hooks Tommy Knox for a belly to belly, but Tommy answers with a headbutt followed by chops to the chest of Saint. The brawl continues as each set of opponents finds a turnbuckle to battle in.
Harvey: Well, that didn’t take long at all. This has erupted into an all out brawl and there’s not much these refs can do about it.
Chase: I love this Darren, it’s anybody’s guess how this match is going to go, and right now it’s total chaos. But you gotta think that the edge goes to the brawler in this type of match if it doesn’t change, and that’s gotta be TJ…as pained as I am to admit that.
TJ continues pounding on Jair in the corner, and backs up for a huge clothesline. But Jair ducks and TJ slams into the turnbuckle. He turns towards Jair and receives a Japanese Armdrag for his troubles. TJ gets up and charges into another Arm drag that rolls him into the steel post behind the turnbuckle. Jair stomps on him a bit before Jair pulls him up, throws him back first against the turnbuckle. He takes a few steps back and hits a stinger splash on TJ. He hops on the second turnbuckle and leaps off with a bulldog on TJ.
Harvey: Jair turns the tables on TJ and gets the big man off his feat.
Bailey now has Madison up and delivers a Firemans Carry to him, putting him on his back. Bailey hops back up to his feet to cheers from the fans as he stomps away on Madison who fights through it to rise to his feet. Bailey springboards off the middle rope to a back kick on Madison’s face. Madison drops to a knee trying to shake the pain off. Bailey comes right back on him but Madison hits him in the gut with a hard elbow. He grabs him with a big vertical suplex slamming him hard on the mat. Madison is back up slowly and kicks a rising Bailey in the gut and drops him with a double arm DDT. He covers and one of the Refs on the outside counts.
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Kickout!
Chase: A little back and forth by Madison and Anthony, but Madison got the upper hand just like he always does. Bailey is lucky this match isn’t over right now.
Keaton blocks a knee to the head by Tommy and answers with a modified belly to belly suplex throwing Tommy across the ring. He turns back to Knox running with a Cross body but Tommy ducks behind and grabs a rising Keaton with swinging neck breaker that takes him down. He grabs the leg of Keaton and tries for an STF hold, but Keaton manages to get to the ropes. Tommy answers with forearms to the back of head of Keaton instead. He pulls Saint up but receives a kick to the gut. Keaton whips Tommy into the ropes and charges at the rebounding Knox as they both obliterate each other with a clothesline.
Harvey: This match has taken on the identity of three matches at once. And the extra refs have proved useful.
Chase: The Black Hand have been controlling their respective opponents thus far, at least not letting them get the upper hand. My predictions are looking pretty spot on so far.
Tommy and Keaton slowly pull themselves back up on their feet. They exchange right hands, then left hands. Keaton throws another right but Tommy ducks and Grabs Keaton with a full nelson and takes him over with a suplex. HE makes a cover.
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KICKOUT!
Tommy pulls Keaton up and looks for a Russian leg sweep and gets a couple elbows in the face hard. Keaton turns and grabs a staggered Tommy by the arm and pulls him on his back before dropping with a Somoan Drop and hooks the leg for the pin.
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Madison sees Tommy in trouble and breaks off of Bailey.
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Madison Dives and breaks up the pin, nailing Keaton in the head.
Harvey: WHOA! That was almost too close for comfort. How you feeling about your prediction now Chase?
Chase: He broke up the pin didn’t he? I’m thinking my prediction is looking pretty good. Madison is in total control
Madison gets back to his feet and turns around RIGHT into a Broken Promise by Bailey. Bailey struggles to get to his feet and when he finally does, springboards off the middle rope and lands a moonsault leg drop. He makes the cover!
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Kickout!
On the other side of the ring, Jair is taking TJ to task, and pulls him up and over to the turnbuckle. He grabs TJ’s head and hops to the middle turnbuckle. He jumps with a Tornado DDT, but TJ adjusts and covers taking him down with a huge Spinebuster. The crowd continues to go crazy as TJ gets back up to his feet trying to catch his breath, but he looks down at Jair with an expression that says he’s had enough! He pulls Jair up by his hair, wraps his arms around him in a rear waistlock and takes him over with a killer German Suplex that drops Jair on his head. He comes off the ropes and lands a Jumping Knee drop on Jair’s head, then follows it up with a standing Leg Drop before making the cover.
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Bailey and Tommy both make a diving save to break up the pin!
Harvey: It took two men to make the save there, and this match almost ended just like that.
Chase: And you saw exactly who was in on that right? Tommy Knox! The Black Hand baby.
Harvey: Do you need a room with those two guys?
Chase: Not really into two guys one cup Darren, but don’t be jealous, I’m sure they’d love to show you a good time!
Tommy and Anthony both look at each other then down at the big man threatening them. They both kick away at TJ as he tries to pull himself up. Tommy grabs TJ by the head and drills him down with a DDT. He then pulls him up for Anthony who hits the ropes with a HUGE diving reverse elbow to the head of TJ. But before he can capitalize, Tommy Knocks drills him with the Dirt Nap, planting his head on the floor. He rolls over for a cover!
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KICKOUT!
Chase: See, look there, I told you The Black Hand had it well in… hand.
Tommy pulls Anthony up to his feet but gets an elbow to the gut. He answers with a punch to Bailey who chops Tommy. The two begin to unload on each other, but TJ is there with a Double Noggin Knocker between Tommy and Anthony. As they stumble around, TJ explodes off the ropes and drills them with a double SPEAR! He then hops up and lets out a battle cry to the cheers from the fans. He then pulls Anthony to setup him up for the TJT… but he receives a kick to the back of his head by Jair Hopkins followed by a Hurricanrana to take him down and out.
Harvey: Jair Hopkins with the save and this action is fast and furious. Don’t blink cause you will miss something.
Jair celebrates a bit but, likely too much as he turns around and gets caught by Madison with a wrist clutch exploder. Madison is also aware of Keaton Saint getting to his feet and he hoists him up on his shoulder and drops him into a knee to the head. He quickly makes the cover.
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Madison pulls Keaton right back up, but receives a forearm in the ribs by Jair. And then a right hand by Keaton Saint. Another right by JAir and Keaton grabs him with a whip into the ropes and finishes it off with a back body drop that sends Madison right over the top rope and to the outside. He then turns and squares off with Jair. The crowd cheers as these two circle around and lock up. Keaton gets the upper hand with a arm wrench into an arm breaker. He pulls Jair up and takes him down again with a Belly to back Suplex and Jair lands right on his head. Keaton looks around at the carnage before pulling Jair up and tossing him into the ropes. He tries to catch him with a Paragon Backbreaker, but Anthony Bailey is up and nails Keaton in the back of the knee allowing Jair to take him down with a Shining Wizard!
Harvey: And Just like that, the Dying Breed is in control.
Chase: Not so fast Darren.. look who’s coming.
Madison rises up on the outside and grabs Bailey’s leg and pulls him to the outside! Jair is caught from behind by Knox who locks Jair in the Drunken Hangover. The crowd erupts in boos as Jair tries to fight off the choke but Knox pulls him down to the mat and Jair is fading fast. However, TJ and Keaton Saint both make the save, pelting Knox with stomps. On the outside, Bailey is being bombarded by Madison who pulls him up and throws him right into the steel ring steps. Bailey reverses and sends Madison into them instead as they erupt all over the place sending Madison down holding his back. Bailey gets on the Apron and dives off with a modified frog splash on Madison!
Harvey: It’s not looking too good for the Black Hand right now Johnny!
Chase: Come on guys… do something!
In the ring it’s looking even bleaker for The Black Hand as TJ and Keaton pull Tommy to his feet. TJ nails him with a big right hand sending him staggering to Keaton who kicks him in the gut, hooks him and pulls him up for a huge Stalling Fisherman’s Suplex! Keaton gets him up and holds him on the turnbuckle while TJ sets up across from them. The crowd cheers as TJ stomps his foot!
Chase: NO!
TJ runs and nails him with the Liberty Boot and Tommy’s head snaps back as he collapses to the ground. TJ falls on top of him and hooks the leg for the cover.
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Jair tries for the save but Keaton tackles him to the ground.
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Both Bailey and Madison reach in and grab TJ’s legs and pull him to the outside. They then both shove him hard face first into a steel pole.
Chase: Too Close! Way too close.
Madison and Bailey roll into the ring as Keaton and Jair roll to the outside brawling. Bailey is up first and looks for the Broken Promise on Madison, but Madison catches him with Lou Thesz Press and nails 6 mounted elbow strikes to the head before he becomes tired and rolls off. He pulls himself to his feet before helping Tommy back to his feet. The two take a breather before running at Bailey and taking him down with a double clothesline. Jair rolls into the ring and they charge him with a double clothesline. TJ gets in to, and get the same treatment. Keaton is back up on the apron and runs in ducking a clothesline from Tommy, then one from Madison. He hits the Ropes and nails a Lariat to Madison before Tommy drops him with a DDT. He then helps Madison up and they stand alone amoungst the carnage to boos from the crowd.
Harvey: And the black hand seems to have cleared the ring!
Chase: I knew it! I knew it! Now finish them off guys!
They go over and pick up Bailey collectively and back him into the corner. They pound on him with punches and stiff kicks before Tommy climbs the turnbuckle and Maddison lifts Bailey up and set him on his shoulders. But Bailey pounds out of it and kicks Maddison back as he and Tommy tumble off the turnbuckle crashing to the mat. Madison stumbles and shakes off the attack as TJ comes at him. TJ Drills him with a Modified Liberty Kick that sends him flying out of the ring. Knox spins TJ around and drills him with the Dirt Nap! He heads on over to the corner and slowly climbs the turnbuckle. A the top he calls for American Highlife. Just before he leaps, Jair Hops up onto the Apron and shoves Tommy off. He lands right on his feet, but Anthony Bailey was waiting and springboards off the middle rope and nails the Word of Promise.
Harvey: This could do it right here and Tommy is down
Chase: No! Come on Madison, where the hell are you?
Madison starts to stir on the outside but is too late as Bailey makes the cover. Keaton goes for the save but Jair holds his legs as the crowd roars.
1 . . 2 . . THREE!
Winners: The Dying Breed - Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey
Harvey: What a tremendous match! All six of these guys deserve a standing ovation!
Chase: Tag-team wrestling at its finest, Darren. You know I don't give those compliments freely so it must be true! We'll be right back after a word from our sponsors: Donkey Punch, or something like that...
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:46:10 GMT -4
Looking back at the memories of the past can bring both good and bad thoughts that play in your head like an old projection movie. Silent films, the kind that at times might have a song playing over the black and white imagining of the memory. That's how it was for Jason Cashe as he walks the hallways backstage. Looking at every APW Logo plastered and hung on the walls. The production boxes with the logo printed on each side. He was once again surrounded by the thing that for so long he considered his Home. Stopping, his eyes close as his nostrils flare, taking in deep inhales of the air filling his lungs.
JCASHE: "Smells different."
Flapping his tongue out like a dog, he tastes the air and smacks as he swirls the taste around in his mouth.
JCASHE: "Tastes kind of funny too!"
Relishing the moment with his two senses, Jason Cashe lets old memories play. Remembering the fights, the moments, the losses that he even found pride in being apart of the organization known as Action Packed Wrestling. This was a homecoming of sorts to everyone on the show tonight but for Cashe, it was a chance to finalize a long standing rivalry. He inhales deep, his chest rise and falls as he exhales.
JCASHE: "Maybe I'm not a Hall Of Famer, maybe most wouldn't even consider me a Top 5 name in the Halls of a place like this. I've Main Evented, represented Asylum like nobody else in my time with this promotion. I've done things people never said I could do or had the talent to do. The ONLY 2 Time APW World Heavyweight Champion! Almost a Double Grand Champion, I've went to war with people to carry my weight and the weight of an entire Roster on Asylum. The past can be a wonderful thing to live in but the past is behind us. Tonight I will leave another mark on this company. I will leave another engraving on what I have done in this historic promotion. Being a TRUE Pillar for Asylum myself and doing it with nothing but heat trying to hold me back I have risen here. I might not be the 4CW Champion without the experiences I had here."
Letting out a relieved sigh of laughter, almost a scoff. Cashe scratches his thick beard before reaching over and grabbing a bottle of water from a nearby table full of beverages. Uncapping the lid, Cashe leans forward and drowns his hair in the contents. Flipping up straight, his hair whips and streaming drips of water fall from everywhere. He slurps up some water running down over his lips before speaking out again.
JCASHE: "Now with talks of this place returning I find myself conflicted. Do I chase the good memories I have here and try to add more or do I realize that most of what I have done will remain history and not have a place in the new horizon? Time changes people and the bad, the good, all of it is nice to remember and learn from. I take something from both but I just can't be sure this won't be the last time I have the chance to step into an APW ring. That has more meaning to me than most the people backstage here. I LOVED this place. And in that same emotion I've LOVED making Knuckles my punching bag. My punch line. Tonight I end his in ring career and I do it in HELL...I do it and make sure he stays down this time! It's about that time to go play...Grrrrr Raaah Raaah! Let's go!"
Charging out of the scene, the camera swirls around to show him heading to the Entrance Curtain to await his introduction.Harvey: Kash, Cashe, whoever he is these days, looks fired up and ready to go! I think we're in for something special this evening as the two prepare to go nose-to-nose inside this monstrosity known as the cell.
Chase: We knew Jason had a little split personality, didn't we? This isn't anything new. Let's get to it!
Ominous music begins to play as lights flash about the arena and the Hell-in-a-Cell structure begins to lower from the ceiling. There’s a hushed silence in the arena as the fans stare up at the 20-feet high, 5-ton structure. Tony Ferrari stands in the time keeper area instead of the center of the ring like he normally does.
Ferrari: This following contest is a Hell-in-a-Cell match, scheduled for one fall!
Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, we are moments away from our Co-Main Event of the evening, where Jason Cashe and Johnny Knuckles will do battle inside Hell-in-a-Cell!
Chase: These two have been good friends, and better enemies for a very long time! Tonight, they look to settle the score once and for all!
The fans cheer as the Cell is finally in place. One ref is positioned inside the ring, while two more stand at the door with a chain and padlock in hand. The cheers get louder as “My Own Hell,” by Five Finger Death Punch plays! After a few seconds, Johnny Knuckles darts out onto the stage, wearing his Reaver mask! He grabs it by the dreads and rips it off before staring out into the crowd.
Ferrari: Making his way to the ring first, from The Bronx, New York, weighing in at 255 pounds, Johnny Knuckles!
Harvey: By all rights, Johnny Knuckles should be one of the most hated men in wrestling for the way he acts and carries himself, for his pure depravity, yet these fans love him!
Chase: They’re a bunch of sick freaks, aren’t they?
Knuckles tilts his head a bit and storms down to the ring, not even acknowledging the Cell that surrounds it. He calmly walks right through the door, steps onto the apron, and heads to the back of the ring, taking a seat in the far corner. As he sits there, he rocks back and forth before standing up and hopping in place. He has a stern look on his face, and looks ready to attack as soon as Cashe is in the Cell with him!
"I Grew Up A Fucking Screw-Up
Got Introduced to the Game, to the Game then Fucking Blew Up
I Grew Up A Fucking Screw-Up
Got Introduced to the Game, to the Game then Fucking Blew Up"
As the chorus to "Grew Up A Screw Up" plays as Jason Cashe steps through the back curtain and steps onto the stage, he is met with cheers of many plus some deep bass boos from the haters. The chorus of the song plays but is spoken over as the Ring Announcer makes introductions.
Ferrari: And his opponent, from Houston, Texas, by way of Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 230 pounds, “The Influence of Wrestling” Jason Cashe!
Harvey: Whether you love him or you hate him, there’s no denying that Jason Cashe is one of the most successful Inmates of the APW Asylum! The only Grand Slam Champion in Asylum history, he held every title there was to hold!
Chase: Yeah, but he made a lot of enemies in order to do so, including his former best friend, Knuckles! This is going to be the beating that wise-@$$ deserves!
Harvey: Language!
"Ever since I was an embryo, waiting to shape up and ship out
Something in my brain said, "Wake up and kick out!"
Roberta and Wayne stayed up and flipped out
Cause when I came I was draped up and dripped out
Snip the umbilical, spit the government chip out
Peace up, A-Town down and then I dipped out
And oh my gosh, the Osh Kosh was picked out
I slipped in, even my baby stroller was tricked out
Somebody get him, the little homie's out of control
Put a little bit of rum in my bottle I'll dream about diamonds and gold
Gold gold, to grow from an infant to toddler was effervescent
The essence of adolescence got my body feeling freshen
freshing freshing, and it was a blessing to rhyme and start rapping
I was the best in my section with flows hard than erections
Still the best but now I'm grown with more range than a Texan
And I'm a heavyweight you dudes is lighter than my complexion"
Cashe heads down the ramp, slapping fives with the fans, and taking the time to be a part of a Selfie with a fan wearing his shirt! Cashe is all smiles as he heads down the ramp, but turns deadly serious as he reaches the Cell. He looks towards Knux inside the ring, who looks like a coiled snake, ready to attack, before staring up to the top of the cell. He then trains his eyes right back on Knuckles before entering the steel prison! The refs on the outside close the door and wrap the chain through the opening, locking it shut wih the padlock. Cashe is still outside the ring, keeping an eye on Knuckles as he makes his way onto the apron. As soon as he enters the ring, both men rush at each other and begin to partake in a good ol’ fashioned fist fight, prompting the ref to ring the bell! DING! DING! DING!
Harvey: These two didn’t even wait for the bell to ring to go at it, that’s how personal this match is!
Chase: Well they’re not fighting inside Hell-in-a-Cell for kicks and giggles! This is a freakin’ blood feud, man!
Knuckles and Cashe are throwing bombs back and forth until “The Influence” gets the upper hand, and strings together a few stiff rights before pulling Knuckles in for a Side Headlock, giving him a Noogie as he does so! This engrages Knuckles, who shoves Cashe off with such force that it sends him running towards the ropes! As Cashe rebounds, Knuckles spins around and performs a 540-Jumping Crescent Kick, nailing Cashe right in the temple! Cashe goes limp and falls to the mat, seemingly knocked out!
Chase: OH MY GOSH! Did you see that! Who knew Knuckles had that in him!?
Harvey: This could be one of the shortest Hell-in-a-Cell matches ever, without the Cell factoring in at all!
The crowd is dead silent as Knuckles calmly rolls Cashe onto his back and hooks the leg, 1 . . . 2 . . . Three-NO! Jason Cashe gets the shoulder up, just barely!
Harvey: I thought for sure that Cashe was knocked out there! But he manages to kick out!
Knuckles pulls the dazed Cashe up by the hair and gives him a few stiff Forearms to the face before walking him towards the ropes and tossing him headfirst out of the ring! Cashe crashes into the mat and rolls up to the side of the Cell. Knuckles joins him on the outside, grabbing a hold of the Cell while placing his boot on the throat of Cashe, choking him! Cashe reaches up, trying to move the boot off with his hands, but with no luck! He’s struggling and kicking his feet while Knuckles just presses his boot in harder!
Harvey: I don’t care if this is No Disqualification, the ref needs to step in and stop this! If Johnny Knuckles continues at this rate, Jason Cashe will be dead at the end of this match!
Chase: Please. Cashe is getting the butt-whupping he so rightly deserves! I’m enjoying this!
Cashe’s eyes are practically bulging out of his head as his face turns red. Knuckles is gritting his teeth as he continues to press his boot in! After a few moments he finally relents, pulling his foot back as Cashe coughs and tries to suck in as much air as he can. Knuckles reaches down, pulling Cashe back up to a vertical base and gives him a few more forearms before pulling him into a Belly-to-Belly position before twisting his body around and launching Cashe into the wall of the Cell with an Overhead Release Belly-to-Belly Suplex! As Cashe crashes down to the mat, Knuckles grabs a hold of the Cell and chokes him with his boot again!
Harvey: Johnny Knuckles is showing no remorse inside this Cell, utilizing it as a weapon against a man who was once considered his best friend!
Chase: Cashe is going to need to do something, anything to prevent himself from being stretchered out of here at the conclusion of this match!
After a few more moments of choking him, Knuckles pulls back his boot again, and reaches down to pull Cashe back up. He goes to ram Cashe’s head into the Cell, but Cashe gets his hands up to block, and gives Knux a hard elbow to the midsection, allowing him to ram Johnny’s head into the Cell instead! The fans are cheering loudly as Cashe repeatedly rams Knuckles’ head off the Cell, counting along as he does so! “1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!” On the tenth ram, Cashe presses Knuckles’ head harder into the cage, dragging it along the chain-link, using the Cell wall like a cheese grater! As he pulls Knuckles away from the wall, the Brooklyn-born brawler has been lacerated, blood trickling down his face! He turns Knuckles around and presses his back agains the Cell wall before unloading with a series of 3 European Uppercuts! As Knuckles is propped up against the wall, Cashe takes a few steps back and rushes in for a Lifting Knee to the Chin, but Knuckles dodges, sending Cashe’s knee right into the Cell wall! Cashe falls to the floor holding his knee, which Knuckles hones right in on, stomping it a couple of times before grabbing a hold of both of Cashe’s legs and Stomping him right on the groin! Cashe screams an octave higher as Knuckles pulls him up and rolls him into the ring, going for a pin, 1 . . . 2 . . Kick out from Cashe!
Chase: This match really has been all Knuckles so far! Sure, the man may be the first one to bleed, but since that impressive Crescent Kick, Cashe has not been able to get anything going at all!
Knux pulls Cashe back up to his feet, getting behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist to perform a German Suplex! Knuckles keeps his hands clasped, and pulls Cashe back up again, giving him another German! Knuckles continues on with the Rolling German Suplexes, getting Cashe with six of them before bridging his back on the seventh one for a pinning combination! The fans are chanting “SUPLEX CITY! SUPLEX CITY!” as the ref begins the count, 1 . . . 2 . . . Thre-NO! Kick out from Jason Cashe! This just makes Knuckles even more mad, and he pulls Jason up again, going for another series of six Rolling German Suplex! Instead of bridging his back after the sixth one, Knuckles gets to his feet and starts stomping a mudhole into Cashe, while Cashe desperately tries to defend himself! Cashe rolls towards the ropes a bit, but Knuckles is right on top of him, grabbing a hold of the top rope and continuing to stomp!
Harvey: This fight has been an old fashioned mugging from the get go! Johnny Knuckles has been relentless!
Chase: Let’s not forget that in all the years that these two have known each other, Johnny Knuckles has never defeated Jason Cashe! He’s pulling out absolutely all the stops tonight, not even giving Cashe a chance to mount any sort of offense!
As Knuckles reaches down to pull Cashe back up, Cashe grabs the front of Knuckles’ tights and yanks down hard, sending Knuckles crashing throat first into the middle rope! Jason then rolls out to the outside, briefly regaining his breath before slapping the taste out of Knuckle’s mouth as hard as he can! The echo of the slap can be heard up in the rafters, and all it manages to do is wake Knuckles back up and piss him off! Cashe has a look of “OH SH**!” on his face as Knuckles slides right out of the ring and marches towards Cashe! Cashe backs away, inching his way towards the corner, as Knuckles just walks at him like The Terminator! Suddenly, Knux bursts towards Cashe, and he sidesteps him, pulling off a Drop-Toe Hold right into the Steel Steps in the corner! Cashe is quick to grab a hold of Knuckle’s head and ram it repeatedly into the steps!
Harvey: Clever thinking by Cashe there to lure Knuckles in like that!
After half a dozen rams, Cashe lets go and walks his way up the steps, pulling Knuckles up with him. He gives his former friend a couple of quick punches before hoisting him up and driving him head first into the steps with a Brain Buster! Cashe rubs his own back tenderly as Knuckles convulses and rolls off the steps to the floor!
Chase: That wasn’t very smart of Cashe! He hurt himself too!
With Knuckles down, Cashe lifts up the apron and begins to rummage about beneath the ring, emerging with a Kendo Stick! He raises it high in the air, and the fans cheer loudly! By this point, Knuckles is starting to make his way to his feet, and Cashe is right there to crack him across the head with Kendo Stick! Knuckles refuses to go down, though, using the apron to keep himself propped up, so Cashe raises the Kendo Stick above his head once more and swings down, nailing Knuckles right between the eyes! Knuckles is on spaghetti legs, but somehow still hasn’t gone down, holding onto the bottom rope to keep himself up. Cashe cracks him across the skull one more time with the Kendo Stick, and this time, Johnny Knuckles goes down! He tosses the stick in the ring before reaching down to pull Knux up and roll him into the ring as well. The camera catches a big ol’ knot starting to form on Knuckles’ forehead as Cashe slides in himself, hooking the leg for a cover, 1 . . . 2 . . . Knuckles rolls his shoulder up! Cashe pulls Knuckles’ head off the mat, and gives him a couple of Headbutts right on the knot! Cashe nails him with about a dozen headbutts with such force that he busts his own head open! Cashe smiles his toothless grin as blood flows down his face, hooking both legs for another cover, 1 . . . 2 . . . Another kickout from Knux!
Chase: How sick and twisted is Jason Cashe!? The darn fool busted himself open, and he’s smiling about it!
Cashe begins to pull Knux up by the head, but Knuckles takes a page out of Cashe’s playbook and yanks on the waistband of his trunks, spilling him to the outside of the ring! Cashe rolls into the side of the door! Knuckles glares at the downed Cashe, and as Cashe begins to drag himself up using the door for assistance, Knuckles gets a running start and performs a Suicide Dive, driving Cashe right into the Cell door! The hinges pop a little bit, and Knuckles grabs a hold of the door, stomping the living daylights out of Cashe! He then walks over to the near ring steps, picking them up and sliding them into the ring. Harvey: What the heck is Knuckles doing here?He waits for Cashe to begin to pull himself back up by the door, and then he hoists the ring steps up above his head! Cashe is almost to his feet as Knuckles tosses the steps over the ropes right at him! Cashe just barely gets out of the way as the steps crash into the door, popping it’s hinges straight off! The door is hanging by the chain, and Knuckles is quick to exit the ring and go after Cashe! Cashe meets him, and the two begin to brawl again outside the ring, making their way around the ring steps and fighting right out the door! They’re going back and forth on the ramp, Cashe throwing haymakers, and Knuckles responding with Forearm shots, neither man getting the advantage! Finally, Cashe gets the upper hand, and he chains together a few punches before pulling Knuckles up and in for an Alabama Slam right onto the ramp! Knux arches his back in pain as Cashe heads back into the Cell! Chase: It looks like Cashe has gone in to retrieve the Kendo Stick!Indeed, that is what Cashe has done, and Knuckles sees it from the ramp. Still holding his back in pain, Knuckles gets to his feet and quickly starts climbing the Cell as Cashe steps around the ring steps and through the door! Cashe takes a few swings with the stick up towards Knuckles, but he’s just out of range! Cashe hands the Kendo Stick to a fan in the front row before following Knuckles up the Cell himself! Harvey: That lucky fan is taking home a souvenir!Chase: Yeah, and both these guys are going to have unpleasant souvenirs after this match as well!
Harvey: This is incredibly dangerous! He could darn well near send Cashe over the edge of this Cell if he wanted to!
Chase: Y’know, there’s a part of me that thinks he wants to!
After half a dozen stomps, Knuckles reaches down to pull Cashe up, but “The Influence” reaches up to grab the waistband of his pants, and tries to yank Knuckles right off the Cell! The crowd gasps as Knuckles wobbles on the edge of the Cell, which gives Cashe time to roll in towards the center. It takes all of Knuckle’s concentration not to fall over, but he regains his balance and turns around, only to eat a Running Lifting Knee to the face! This spins him around and Cashe grabs a hold of his head and tights, looking to chuck him right off towards the ramp! Knuckles has the wherewithal to give Cashe a few hard elbows and shoves him hard, sending Cashe falling backwards onto the roof! Knuckles gets the heck away from the edge, feeling things have been too close for comfort, and he gives Cashe a hard Boot to the side of the head as Cashe tries to get up! With Cashe laying face first on the roof, Knuckles gives him a couple of Knuckles Stomps, targeting the hands of Cashe! He pulls Cashe back up and pulls him into a Belly-to-Back for a Release German Suplex! The back of Cashe’s head spikes into the chain-link roof, which gives Knuckles ample opportunity to pull Cashe up and Release German Suplex him again! The roof appears to buckle a bit upon each impact from the Release Germans!
Harvey: Knuckles is going back to the Suplexes, which have been very effective for him thus far in the match! I just hope he doesn’t get the idea to try and suplex Jason Cashe off the top of the Cell!
Chase: I wouldn’t put it past him!
Knuckles pulls Cashe up by the head and pulls him in for a Side Headlock, leading Cashe towards the edge of the Cell nearest the ramp. He gives Cashe a hard elbow to the back of the head, before getting in a Belly-to-Belly position!
Harvey: NO! He’s going to try and launch him off with a Release Belly-to-Belly! Don’t do it, Knuckles! You’ll kill him, you’ll kill him for sure!
There’s a crazed look in Knuckles’ eyes as he gets ready to throw the Suplex, but before he can, Cashes reaches up and Claps the Ears, forcing Knuckles to let go! Cashe then gives him a kick to the midsection, pulls him in and delivers the Lift and Spin DDT to the roof of the Cell! It buckles a bit under the force of the impact, and Cashe is cautious as he gets back to his feet. He grabs a hold of both of Knuckles’ feet, dragging him to the center of the roof, and raking his back across the chain-link as he does so! Knuckles’ back begins to bleed as well!
Chase: Both of these men are a bloody mess! Good thing the ring crew keeps three extra canvases underneath the ring, because they’re going to need to change it again after this match!
Cashe takes a few steps back, motioning for Knux to get up. He stalks his adversary, measuring him up, rolling his elbow pad back to expose his elbow. Once Knux is up on two feet, he turns to eat a Sharp Rolling Elbow, The Mark of JASON! Cashe goes for a cover, but none of the three referees followed them up the Cell, so no count is made. Cashe shakes his head in disgust, and begins to pull Knuckles back up by the head, only to get a Forearm right to the jollies! Cashe falls to both knees, and cups his hands around his berries, hyperventilating as Knuckles gets back to his feet. Knuckles reaches down and forcefully yanks Cashe up, hoisting him up and dropping him down for a Double-A Spinebuster! The sound of chain-link snapping can be heard, and one corner of the panel they’re on pops loose! The crowd gasps again, and Knuckles quickly rolls off the loosened panel. With Cashe still laid out in the middle of it, Knuckles walks over towards the opening, and begins to stomp it, hoping the pop the panel even more loose! The vibrations make Cashe come to, and when he realizes what Knuckles is doing, he rolls off just in time as the panel pops loose and crashes to the ring below! “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!” the fans chant as Knuckles and Cashe stare each other down from opposite sides of the opening in the center of the roof!
Chase: Jason Cashe is incredibly lucky that he wasn’t still on that part of the roof when it came caving in!
Harvey: The danger has increased exponentially now, because instead of there being four possible points for them to fall off the Cell, there’s now eight!
Cashe motions for Knuckles to come and get him, which Knuckles is certainly pleased to answer! He starts making his way towards Cashe, feeling his way for any week points in the remainder of the cage. Cashe meets him halfway and the two start exchanging rights and lefts! Blood splatters the bottom of the ring, as neither can really get an advantage on the other! Knuckles breaks the pattern and rakes the eyes of an already bloodied Cashe and kicks him in the stomach. He pushes Cashe between his legs, grinding seductively, before picking him up and powerbombing him hard across the steel! Knuckles displays an incredible amount of power in holding on to him before delivering a second! Harvey: Sweet heavens, Johnny! Knuckles is going to put him straight through the cell!
He goes for a third but Cashe has enough wherewithal to rake Knuckles across the eyes and Johnny drops him on his head. The two are struggling quite a bit to find their sea-legs as the two have lost quite a bit of blood by this point in the match. Cashe is first up and he grabs Knuckles by the head, spinning him around, and driving him backwards with a headbutt. Cashe looks at the crowd, as those who are sitting aren't any longer! Chase: Yes! Do it!
Cashe charges as if he's going to drive Knuckles right off the side of the cage but Knuckles manages to get a foot up and stop Cashe's momentum. Harvey: Oh, thank God!
Knuckles spins Cashe around and the two tussle while teetering on the edge. Cashe manages to get his balance and blocks a right hand from Knuckles- gaining an advantage with a dropkick that shakes the entire cell. Knuckles remains on his feet but is losing his balance on the edge. Cashe's eyes get wide, as he seizes the opportunity, charging towards Knuckles' spearing him in the midsection and sending them both flying off the cage and crashing through the announce tables sending the Time Warner Arena in to a FRENZY! "APW!" "APW!" "APW!" "APW!"Harvey: THIS IS PANDEMONIUM! I DON'T THINK EITHER GUY IS BREATHING!
Chase: THESE TWO ARE OFFICIALLY BATSHIT CRAZY! IT'S CONFIRMED.
APW officials come sprinting out from the back to check on both men, neither of which who are moving. Harvey stands over top of them with his hands on his head, unsure of what to do next, while Chase eggs on the crowd a little more- as the entire arena is on their feet trying to catch a glimpse of the two broken bodies on the floor. After several minutes of concerned referees and officials, Knuckles begins to show some signs of life, with Cashe following suit. The referees try to talk them out of accepting help to the back but they both stumble towards the ring, barely able to put one foot in front of the other. Knuckles grabs Cashe by the back of the head and rolls him underneath the bottom rope. Cashe lays motionless in the middle of the ring as Knuckles climbs to the top-rope, carefully placing one foot on the next turnbuckle, nearly stumbling the entire way. The entire crowd is on their feet as Knuckles puts his hands straight up in the air, before leaping off with a DIVING HEADBUTT! He drapes an arm over Cashe... 1 . . . . . 2 . . . . . . . 3! Winner: Johnny Knuckles Harvey: He's done it! Finally, Johnny Knuckles overcomes Jason Cashe! What an absolutely brutal match...these two gave us everything they had.
Chase: Kudos to Cashe. He's been one of the APW's staples for years and he's got nothing to be ashamed of. Here's hoping to having another match between these two some day. We'll be right back! |
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Jun 14, 2015 20:46:31 GMT -4
Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, we are moments away from our Main Event! After all the action we’ve seen so far tonight, Sally Talfourd and Biggs have a lot to live up to, but if there’s two Mega Stars that can live up to the hype, it’s these two! Chase: I don’t think it’s hyperbole to say that everyone tonight has lived up to the hype! APW has come back in style, and after that brutal match between Jason Kashe and Johnny Knuckles, which could be viewed as the Asylum Main Event tonight, we’re going to see not only two of the biggest fan favorites in Overdrive history, but two of the most exciting, technically sound wrestlers to ever step inside an APW ring! Hell-in-a-Cell was a vicious bloodbath, but our final match of the evening should be the kind of match that fans of scientific wrestling live for! Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is your APW Reunion Show Main Event! The arena lights darken, and fog emits from the curtain as blue laser lights flash about the arena. Strange Talk’s “Wanted (Dead or Alive)” begins to play over the loud speakers and pink siren lights begin to spin about the arena. The main lights flash between blue and pink and once the lyrics hit, the fans are on their feet, cheering the entrance of Biggs! Ferrari: Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at 200 pounds, from Seattle, Washington, he was the final APW Overdrive Champion, “The Spaceman,” BIGGS! Harvey: How great is it to see Biggs back in action here tonight!? Like many of our competitors here tonight, this is his first match since RassleMania X, and if the rumors I’m hearing are true, this very well could be his retirement match as well! Chase: Biggs has a well documented history of concussions, so that wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest! But you have to give him credit for being willing to step in the ring with an athlete the caliber of Sally Talfourd after such a long layoff! Harvey: Knowing Biggs, he won’t use that as an excuse. There’s a reason why he’s a four-time Overdrive Champion, as well as a former APW Undisputed Champion, and it’s his meticulous preparation he puts into every match! It doesn’t matter if he’s been out of the ring one night, or one year, he’s ready to go! Biggs is dressed in pastel pink and blue ring gear. His trunks and boots are predominantly blue, with pink accents, while his jacket is pink with blue accents and feathers on the shoulders. He’s wearing a stylish pair of aviator shades. There’s a dance in Biggs’ step as he heads down the ramp, slapping fives with the fans as he goes along. As he reaches about the midpoint of the ramp, he stops and points to the entrance area, and LMFAO’s “Sexy & I Know It!” hits the speakers! The Stud Muffins come out in matching track suits, pastel pink with blue accents, and blue feather boas, along with pastel blue fedoras. Ferrari: And accompanying Biggs to the ring, “Sr. Guapo” Armando Asante and “Stunning” Stan Everdeen, The Stud Muffins! Harvey: How fun is this! The APW Reunion Show has turned into a giant dance party! Everyone in this crowd is on their feet, dancing along with Biggs and the Stud Muffins! Chase: Now this is just excessive and self-indulgent! Unless Biggs is going to have the Studs help him cheat, there’s no need for them out here! As the Studs reach Biggs at the center of the ramp, they slap fives, and continue to dance down towards the ring! As they reach the ringside area, Sr. Guapo picks a woman from the front row, and Stan invites a man, and help them over the barricade before getting into the ring to dance with them! Biggs just shakes his head and smirks as he reaches slingshots himself over the top rope into the ring. As the song reaches the “Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle YEAH!” part, all five people in the ring do the wiggle! As the song hits the final “I’m Sexy and I Know It!” fireworks shoot out of the posts, and the lights come back on. The Studs escort their dance partners back to their seats, while Biggs looks to the stage, awaiting Sally’s entrance. A silence comes over the crowd as the lights fade down and everyone finds themselves in darkness. After a moment of nothing, there's the crackling of an old recording, and then a voice: "Ladies and Gentlemen!" "Your act at this time!" The screens across the stage begin to flick to life with an old reel of film showing various clips of magicians performing, shots of crowds smiling and laughing, point and wondering. All, of course, in silence. "Sights of wonder and amazement!" "A spectacle that will confound and amuse your mind!" The screens continue to flicker with the images of an era bygone. The final clip comes to focus on a figure standing alone on a stage, the back to the screen, obscured by the shadows. "Ladies and Gentlemen!" "The Last Magician!" There's a pause, and then the beginning of ‘Troublemaker’ by Troublemaker comes across the PA. The iconic whistle gets the crowd to their feet, with all sorts of fans rushing the rails to catch a closer glimpse of one of APW’s favourites. All the while, the screens up the stage area still show the silhouette of a lone person standing in the shadows. Then, mirroring that shot, purple lights slowly fades in at the top of the ramp, and we find 'The Last Magician' Sally Talfourd with her back to the arena. The crowd gets louder with their reception and then, as the music kicks in Sally turns to face the crowd, her arms outstretched and her head bowed to everyone. Ferrari: And his opponent, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 145 pound, “The Last Magician” Sally Talfourd!Harvey: Just listen to the ovation for Sally Talfourd here tonight! She is the only competitor to have held both the APW Undisputed Championship and the APW World Heavyweight Championship, and one of the most popular and accomplished wrestlers to have ever stepped foot inside an APW ring!Chase: There’s no doubt that when you talk about the all-time greats, Sally Talfourd is a part of that conversation!Sally lowers her arms, raises her head, and makes her way down the ramp. After slapping hands with some of the outstretched hands of her fans, she makes a direct line to the ring, pulling herself up to apron. She looks around to the fans before she steps in, coming through the ropes loosening her wrists. Sally laps the ring, occasionally catching Biggs’ eye, as the arena returns to normal, then takes up position across the ring, stretching her legs on the ropes and readying herself for the ring. With both competitors in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING!  Sally and Biggs warmly shake hands in the middle of the ring before stepping back and beginning to circle around. Biggs tries to shoot in first, but Sally sidesteps him. A few moments later, Sally takes her shot, but Biggs steps back just barely out of her range. Harvey: A good sign of sportsmanship to start this match, but now the two competitors are sizing one another up! Chase: Despite the fact that these two have only faced each other a handful of times, they know each other extremely well! In fact, I’ve heard that they spent this last week training together! Very unorthodox preparation for this big of a match! Biggs finally steps in and initiates an elbow and collar tie up, but Sally uses her speed to switch behind him and sweep his legs out from beneath him, causing Biggs to fall face first into the mat! She’s quickly down to try and apply an Armbar, but Biggs squirms out before she can get the arm, and both scramble to their feet! Biggs quickly takes Sally over with a Deep Arm Drag, and as they both pop back up, he takes her down with another one! Sally rolls back a bit, and as Biggs charges in, she catches him with a Japanese Arm Drag! Sally tries to lock in an Armbar from a kneeling position, but Biggs gets his boot on the ropes, forcing her to break the hold before it even begins. Biggs hangs on to the rope as he brings himself back up to his feet. Sally keeps a respectful distance, and once he’s to his feet, the two bump fists before beginning to circle the ring again. Chase: These two have been very respectful of each other thus far, but I don’t see that lasting the entire match! The heat of the moment, the spirit of competition will kick in, and we’ll see how kind they are to one another then! Harvey: I don’t think being competitive and being respectful are mutually exclusive in a wrestling match. You’re too much of a pessimist sometimes, Chase. Back in the ring, Biggs throws a couple of Calf Kicks towards Sally, neither one of which connects, but they do the job of keeping her at a distance. Finally, Biggs shoots in and catches a hold of Sally’s legs, but she catches him in a Front Facelock! Biggs muscles her up off her feet and runs her right into the ring post, causing her to release the hold! Harvey: This is one of the rare times that Biggs is entering a match as the larger competitor. Even though he’s trimmed down to a lean 200 pounds, down from his old fighting weight of 217, he still has 55 pounds on Sally. Chase: Here’s the thing, Darren, is that sure, Biggs may have more weight on Sally, but he does not normally wrestle a power style. He never has in his career, and I don’t think he’s going to start here tonight! Biggs drives his shoulder repeatedly into Sally’s midsection in the corner before taking a few steps back and charging in! He nails Sally with a Stinger Splash in the corner, and as she’s propped up in the corner he takes a few steps back, and runs in for another! Sally sidesteps it, and rolls him up with a Schoolboy from behind, 1 . . Biggs quickly kicks out! As they both get back to their feet, Biggs rushes in with an attempted Clothesline, but Sally ducks it and catches him with a Backslide Pin, 1 . . . 2 . Biggs kicks out! On the way back up, Sally throws a couple of Forearm Shots right to the face of Biggs! As he’s slightly dazed, she pulls him in for a Facebreaker DDT, but before she can deliver it, Biggs spins out and grabs a hold of her arm, twisting it into a Hammerlock, and reaching up and around to pull her in for the First Contact Hammerlock Reverse DDT! He runs to the ropes and goes for a Flipping Leg Drop, but Sally rolls out of the way! She’s up to her feet while Biggs is still seated on his butt, and she launches a stiff Kick towards his chest, but Biggs lies down on his back, dodging the blow! He rolls back to create some separation, and as Sally charges forward, Biggs launches her up for a Pop-Up Powerbomb! However, Sally reverses it into a Hurricanrana, rolling through into a pinning combination! 1 . . . 2 . Biggs rolls over to reverse the pin, putting Sally’s shoulders on the mat! 1 . . . 2 . . Kick out from Sally! Harvey: This has been a back and forth match so far, with neither Sally nor Biggs being able to get any type of sustained offense.Chase: With the technical soundness of both competitors, I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a new world record set for counters in one match!Both of them are quick to their feet, and go immediately into a collar-and-elbow tie up! Biggs uses his size advantage to back Sally into the ropes, and gives her a couple of Knife-Edge Chops, drawing a loud “WOOOO!” from the crowd with each chop! He then shoots Sally to the opposite ropes, and rushes towards her, catching her on the rebound with a Running Forearm Smash! As Sally gets back to her feet, he takes her down with another Running Forearm Smash! Instead of getting back to her feet, Sally rolls towards the ropes, and slides out to the arena floor. Harvey: Smart move by Sally here. She knows that Biggs was starting to build a head of steam, and by exiting the ring, she forces him to either follow her or just stay in the ring. Either way, it stops his momentum dead!Chase: Both of these wrestlers are so smart. We’re going to see a lot of tactics like that tonight!Sally motions for Biggs to come get her, and he obliges, stepping through the ropes and hopping down on the floor. Sally is right there to meet him, throwing a Backhand Chop, catching him right in the chest, paying him back for the earlier chops! Biggs responds with a punch towards her face, but Sally blocks it, and responds with another Backhand Chop! The ref has reached the count of “3!” as Sally continues to light up Biggs’ chest! The ref is at “6!” when bounces Biggs’ head off the apron before taking him down with an Arm Wrench into a Short-Arm Clothesline! Biggs’ head snaps back upon impact, and he hits the floor mat hard! Sally quickly rolls back into the ring and then launches herself over the ropes for a Slingshot Elbow Drop all the way to the floor, driving the point of her elbow right into the sternum of The Spaceman! The fans are chanting “APW! APW! APW!” as Biggs holds his chest and kicks his feet in pain! Sally pops up and appeals to the crowd while they continue to cheer! Harvey: That was high risk, high reward for Sally Talfourd!Chase: Sure, it was impressive, but she needs to stay on top of Biggs! This match is still going on!Sally pulls Biggs up to his feet, and he continues to hold his chest as she rolls him into the ring! Before Biggs can get back to his face, Sally continues with the offense, grappling for control around Biggs’ legs. He manages to push her off, getting to all fours, but Sally comes in with a knee to the kidney area, bringing Biggs back down to the mat with a groan. Again, Sally goes after Biggs’ legs, managing to get control and locking in a kneebar. Biggs tries to get himself free, trying to beat Sally’s hips enough to loosen any part of her grip. Nothing seems to budge, despite Bigg’s best efforts, so he turns to maneuver his way to the ropes. The crowd erupts as Biggs is inches away from the rope, reaching with everything he has. The fans are convinced he’s not going to make it. Sally wrenches back on the leg, Biggs yelling out with all the pain shooting up his entire body. Again he reaches ... wriggles ... wrangles … and gets them! He pulls himself nearer to the ropes, getting as high as the second rope, as the ref starts the count. “1!” Sally looks determined to work this knee over here and now. “2!” She gives Biggs a wink, who has turned back to scream at her to get off. “3!” Sally finally lets go, untangling herself from Biggs and giving him room to make it to his feet. Harvey: Sally using the ref’s count to her advantage there. That’s a little unusual for her, don’t you think Chase?Chase: Well, after going through the first half of this match and realising Biggs isn’t going to be a pushover, I’d say she's realising she needs to do whatever she can to win.Biggs is ginger to get up, cautious of his knee now. Sally seems to still be smarting from the chops, but not nearly as distracted from the match as Biggs. She uses this to her advantage as soon as Biggs steps away from the rope, going in and locking him up with a front chancery while he’s weak on the left leg. Knowing she can’t hold him like this for long, she brings her weight down, both falling to their knees, and then Sally bringing both down onto the mat. Holding onto the chancery, Sally lays some knees into Bigg’s left and right shoulders, looking to work over another joint here. Eventually Biggs is able to break the lock and drag Sally down. The gapple, Biggs able to hook a leg for a quick pin. 1 . . . 2 . . Sally kicks out! She scrambles out of reach of Biggs, shocked that he’s been able to push through her offense. Biggs is proud of himself, managing to break this attack, coming up with a knowing grin. Both minds are racing as they plan out the next stages, each looking for an advantage. Biggs is up, after Sally, and Biggs looks like he will dominate Sally in a lock-up. But, his knee gives out for long enough for Sally to step behind and, using all her weight, throws him down with a Russian legsweep! The crowd is shocked, as is Sally, as she manages to manoeuvre over Biggs. Everyone is expecting the desperate pin … but instead Sally locks Biggs up with a neckscissors. She pushes herself up with a yell, leveraging Biggs’ neck, trying to drive his chin into his chest. Biggs slaps at her legs, even trying a rollover to get out. But Sally has wrapped on too tight. Chase: Any other time, any other place … Biggs probably wouldn’t be fighting to get out of this “situation”.Harvey: Hold your tongue! Biggs is a gentleman … he would make sure there’s a dinner and movie before any of these shenanigans!Biggs manages to shift his weight to tip the scale, but Sally counters into a scissors armbar! Sally looks to cause more damage to the left shoulder here, aiming to not only wear Biggs down but take out some of his attacking options. She knows she isn’t in ring position to capitalise on this for a win. Biggs tries to link his hands, but Sally is able to lean back with her extra flexibility enough to keep his fingers from touching. Rather than struggling against strength, Biggs slowly is able to turn his body and get a foot on the ropes. Again, Sally holds the armbar, the ref coming in to break it, then starting the count. “1!” “2!” “3!” Sally winks at Biggs again as she raises her arms in a whole “I’m innocent” look, unwrapping her legs and standing up. She stretches down to her ankles as she waits for Biggs who tentatively stands, trying to roll his shoulder over without visibly wincing for the satisfaction (and recognition) of Sally (and her tactics). Harvey: This is going to be a ground-and-pound kind of match. Both wrestlers here have shown their hand enough so that everyone can see that this is going to be pin-point wrestling at its finest!There’s a brief exchange between the two, before there’s a quick lock-up. Sally manages to get the jump on Biggs, up and around his head with a headlock. Sally then wrenches the Hammerlock behind Biggs, putting added pressure on his shoulder and elbow. Biggs slaps his shoulder to try and regain feeling in it. He throws a hard elbow behind, catching Sally in the side of the head! He keeps throwing elbows until Sally releases the Hammerlock! He then turns around quick, and pulls her in for a Snap Suplex! He keeps a hold of her head, pulling her back up and delivering another Snap Suplex! He then floats over into a pin, 1 . . . 2 . Sally gets her shoulder up! Biggs rolls Sally onto her belly, and locks in a Butterfly lock, before delivering a series of Ultimate Knee Strikes to her cranium! Harvey: Sally has controlled much of this match, but Biggs looks to finally be stringing together some offense. Those Ultimate Knee Strikes are absolutely vicious, and they may very well knock Sally out!Chase: It’s one of the nastiest moves in Biggs’ arsenal for sure!After the fifth or sixth strike, Biggs shoots the half and turns Sally back onto her back! He hooks both legs, 1 . . . 2 . . Sally gets her shoulder up! He gives his friend a Forearm Shot right to the face, and goes for another cover, 1 . . . 2 . . Another kick out from Sally! Biggs shows no signs of frustration as he beings to pull Sally up by her head. Harvey: If you’ve noticed during this match, neither one of these two has really shown any semblance of being frustrated. It’s like they both know that they’re in for the long haul, and that those pinfall attempts weren’t so much try and defeat Sally so much as force her to expend energy to kick out. Sally was doing the same earlier.Biggs continues his gameplan of working Sally’s head, pulling her into a Side Headlock! Sr. Guapo and Stan start pumping their fists at ringside, for some reason being incredibly excited to see Biggs apply that hold. Chase: Geez! It’s just a headlock! Nothing to get too excited over! We know Biggs doesn’t have the guts to whisper sweet nothings to Sally!Sally tries to shove Biggs off, but he keeps a tight hold on the headlock. She keeps at it, trying to break free! She manages to push Biggs forward a little bit, but he locks the headlock in even harder, and goes down to one knee! Sally begins to dig her elbow into Biggs’ side, trying to pry herself out of the hold. Biggs stands up from the kneeling position, and releases the headlock, quickly shooting behind Sally and gives her German Suplex, flipping Sally over his head! She lands hard on her face and belly, and Biggs is quick sit on her back and apply a Camel Clutch! Harvey: SInce Biggs took control of this match, the pace has slowed down considerably.Chase: This is classic Biggs. If he isn’t dictating the pace of the match, he’s not afraid to slow things down or speed things up. And the scary thing is, he’s adept at any pace a wrestling match can go!Biggs rides the Camel Clutch deep, pulling back on Sally’s chin while sitting in the small of her back! Sally grits her teeth in pain as Biggs continues to work the hold. Sally tries to wriggle one of her arms free, but Biggs notices it, lets go of her chin with one arm, and forces her arm back! He gives Sally a couple of Crossface Strikes before sitting even deeper into the hold! Harvey: I’m really surprised that Biggs utilized the Crossface Strikes there, considering how good of friends he and Sally are!Chase: I don’t know why you’re surprised! Both of these competitors said that they weren’t going to hold back tonight!Ellie is showing no indication of wanting to tap out, so Biggs counts his losses and rides the Camel Clutch just a little while longer until giving her one more clubbing Crossface Striker before releasing the hold. Sally crumbles to the mat, and Biggs is quick to roll her onto her back and goes for another cover, 1 . . . 2 . “The Last Magician” gets the shoulder up! Chase: Biggs is forcing Sally to exert more energy. When he ramps the pace of the match back up, he’s counting on Sally being worn down enough to where she won’t be able to keep up!Harvey: I think he knows better than anyone else in this arena that he’s going to have to do a lot more to Sally in order for that plan to come to fruition!Biggs pulls Sally up by the head, giving her a couple of stinging Calf Kicks before whipping her to the ropes, catching her with a Leg Lariat on the way back! He then runs to the ropes himself, gaining momentum to take Sally back down with a another Leg Lariat as she gets to her feet! He pulls her back up for a lightning quick Snapmare Takedown, followed up just as quickly with a hard Soccer Kick right between the shoulderblades! He then forces Sally to the mat, going for another cover, 1 . . . 2 . . . Sally gets her shoulders up! Biggs stays focused, pulling her back up to her feet, and getting her arms in a Double Underhook! He goes to lift her up for a Double Underhook Suplex, but Sally wraps her foot around his ankle, blocking the attempt! She then counters with a variant Suplex of her own, her arms still trapped in the Double Underhook! She bridges her back into a pin, 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs kicks out! Harvey: Great counter from Sally there! Will it be enough for her to get back into this match!?Both competitors are to their feet, and Biggs misses an attempted clothesline, only to eat a boot to the midsection, followed up by a Double-Knee Armbreaker from Sally! Sally rolls off, herself exhausted, though Biggs is the one in a world of pain. After the earlier working over of his shoulder, the hit to his arm has doubled the difficulties. Sally slowly pulls herself up, pulling back her hair and stretching out her arms and legs. Biggs pulls himself up, and sees Sally coming at him with a lariat off the ropes. Biggs reverses, whips Sally into the ropes. She comes back, going for a roundhouse kick. Biggs catches the leg, which Sally turns into a Dragon whip! The crack on the side of Biggs’ head is sickening, and he drops down to the mat. Sally pushes herself up to her knees, rolling in for another desperate pin that seems more about making Biggs waste energy having to kick out. 1 . . . 2 . . Kick out! Sally lays across Biggs, herself dragging deep breaths. Biggs rolls out from Sally, rather that shoving her aside, and gets to his knees. Sally knows she needs to keep the advantage here, otherwise the match could turn and leans herself up on the ropes, waiting for Biggs to get up. As he turns on his feet, Sally hits him square in the chest with a dropkick, sending him backwards into the rope. Sally tries to keep the momentum, running at Biggs and hitting him with a crossbody from the mat. Both come off the ropes and down onto the mat, where Sally can play to her advantages. There’s an exchange of some good ol’ fashioned chain wrestling on the mat, both competitors scrambling to get the upper hand. However, it’s Sally who comes out with Biggs locked up in cross kneelock - the same leg as before the target once more. Again, Biggs is in good ring position to slowly, but surely, edge his way to the ropes, but not before Sally can get more damage on that knee. The ref goes straight for the count this time, knowing Sally’s tactics. “1!” “2!” Sally lets go, rolling out and kneeling in the far corner. Bigg pulls himself up to the opposite corner, bending his knee back and forth to keep the pain from setting in. Harvey: Sally has been relentless in her targeting this match. Biggs will have make sure he counters any more of this.After both are rested up, they meet back in the ring with some words for each other. Eventually, they begin to trade chop for strike. Biggs with the chops that send Sally stumbling back, Sally with forearm strikes that find their mark time and again. Eventually though, Sally gets a kick into Biggs’ weak knee, which gives her the chance to go strike after strike after strike. Sally has Biggs on the ropes, pummeling him with Forearm Strikes to the face before running towards the opposite ropes to gain speed, sending herself and Biggs spilling through the ropes with a Running Crossbody! The fans are on their feet, chanting “SALLY! SALLY! SALLY!” as Sally pops up, with Biggs still out on the arena floor! Harvey: Sally is not afraid to use her own body as a weapon! She never has been! She may have taken some damage from that spill to the outside, but Biggs took more!The fans are still buzzing as Sally begins to pull Biggs up by the head, but the Spaceman gives her a couple of well-timed blows to the midsection, and reaches up to give Sally a Jawbreaker for her troubles! He rolls in and out of the ring to reset the count, giving Sally a couple of Stomps before pulling her up and sending her back to the floor mats with a Side Russian Leg Sweep! He then climbs up onto the apron, waiting for her to get up. As Sally begins to get to her feet, Biggs gets a running start and leaps off the apron, taking Sally out with a Running Cannonball Splash! He then pulls Sally back up to her feet, bounces her head off the apron, and rolls her back into the ring. Biggs then pops up onto the apron grabbing a hold of the top rope with both hands, before pulling off a Slingshot Flipping Leg Drop right across the throat of Sally! Biggs knows that that won’t be enough to put Sally away, so rather than going for a cover, he gets her back to a vertical base, and pulls her in for a Vertical Suplex! He keeps a hold of head, and spins his hips, pulling her back up for another Vertical Suplex! Biggs repeats this one more time, nailing the third Vertical Suplex to complete the Three Amigos, finally letting go and making his way up to the top rope! However, before he can pull anything off, Sally gets a second wind, and bursts her way onto the top rope with Biggs, where both begin to trade punches! Harvey: Just as we saw earlier tonight in the Terry Marvin vs. Roy Speede match, both of these competitors are in a precarious position!Chase: Speede may have gotten the better of the exchange earlier tonight, but there’s no guarantees that things will work out as well for either Biggs or Sally up on that top rope!The fists are flying fast and furious between the two friends, and eventually, Biggs gets the advantage, chaining together a series of blows that staggers Sally on the top turnbuckle. As Biggs winds up for another punch, Sally reaches up and gives him a hard Headbutt right between the eyes, sending both competitors falling off the top rope and outside the ring kitty-corner to one another! The crowd winces as both hit the floor mats hard! Biggs lands straight on his back, appearing to wind him, while Sally lands on her side! She clutches her arm in pain, and the ref is quick to exit the ring and check on her! Harvey: Sally may be injured here! I sure hope it’s nothing serious that would force the ref to end this match!Chase: There’s no doubt that Sally got the worst of that exchange, but lets face it, Biggs didn’t get out of it unscaithed either!The fight doctor has come out to join the ref in evaluating Sally’s arm, sitting her up and checking various points of her arm. Sally grits her teeth, but keeps insisting that she can keep on fighting. Meanwhile Biggs remains laid out, regaining his breath. Harvey: Sally is such a proud competitor, and this match means so much to her, that the doctor will literally have to have her taken out on a stretcher for her to leave this match! And even then, it wouldn’t be willingingly on her part!After a bit more discussion between the fight doctor and the ref, the doctor appears to nod. The ref raises his arms and claps both hands above his head, signifying that the match will go on! By this point, Biggs has slowly returned to his feet, and Sally is up as well, shaking her arm to try and keep the blood flowing through it. As she turns around to head for Biggs, he gets a running start and jumps up, diving between the bottom and second turnbuckle, and catching Sally for a Tornado DDT! “HOLY SMOKES! HOLY SMOKES!” the crowd chants as they’re on their feet! Biggs doesn’t waste any time at all, pulling Sally back up and rolling her into the ring! He then joins her, and the ref slides back into the ring himself. “The Spaceman” is quick to follow up on the arm, sitting Sally up, placing his knee in the small of her back while pulling her arm backwards into a variant of an Armbar! Sally slaps her shoulder as Biggs keeps the hold wrenched in, driving his knee harder into her back! He then begins to pull Sally up to her feet, maintaining control of her arm before transitioning into a Hammerlock. Sally tries to reach back with her free arm, but Biggs catches it, and moves into a Double Underhook! He then steps on Sally’s calf, forcing her onto one knee, before stepping onto the other calf, getting her down on both knees. Biggs then extends Sally’s arms out and places his boot between her shoulder blades, stomping down to force her face-first into the mat! Chase: There goes her movie star good looks…With Sally on the mat, Biggs wraps her ankles around his boots, and grabs a hold of her arms again. He then pulls back into a seated position, rocking back and forth a bit to gain momentum to lift her up into a Surfboard Lock! The look of pain is evident on Sally’s face as Biggs has her fully extended! The ref checks Biggs’ shoulders, making sure he doesn’t have himself in a pinning predicament. Sally tries to wriggle and adjust her weight, which causes Biggs’ shoulders to touch the mat, 1 . . . 2 . . Biggs shifts his shoulder up while keeping the hold locked in! Sally remains suspended, but adjusts her weight again, forcing Biggs’ shoulders to the mat again, 1 . . . 2 . . Biggs gets his shoulder up! He’s beginning to show some signs of strain. Harvey: The Surfboard is a hold that requires intense concentration from the person applying it. Not only does Biggs need to keep Sally suspended in the air, focusing his strength on that, but he also needs to be aware of his shoulder positioning. That’s one reason why you don’t see too many competitors utilizing it.Chase: It’s an effective hold, though, if you can use it correctly! It puts pressure on all the joints in the legs and arms of the person trapped in it.Biggs realizes that he can’t support Sally fully extended much longer, and lets go of one of her arms, wrapping his free arm underneath her chin and pulling her down into a Surfboard Sleeper! Harvey: Human knees are not supposed to bend that far!Biggs’ arms and legs are starting to shake, and Sally shows no signs of giving up despite being held at such an awkward angle, so Biggs rolls over onto his side and releases the hold. Chase: Biggs is such a technician in that ring. He knew that if he released the hold with Sally still suspended above him, she would have fallen right on top of him, doing harm to himself. It’s the little things like that that make him an elite in-ring talent.With both competitors still on the mat, Biggs is quick to wrap his arm around Sally’s head and neck, applying a Sleeper Hold. He then sits her up, bringing himself up to one knee while keeping the Sleeper locked in. Sally looks like she’s fading, and before long, her face begins to turn red. Biggs can be seen murmuring, asking Sally to please go to sleep. There’s a look of remorse on his face as he keeps the hold cinched in tight, and Sally’s arms fall limp to her side. The ref grabs a hold of her arm, raising it up and releasing it. It drops. “1!” the ref shouts, holding up one finger. He raises her arm again, and again, it drops. “2!” The ref yells, this time showing two fingers. Chase: If that happens one more time, this match is over!The portion of the crowd rooting for Sally begins to clap in unison, trying to will her on as the referee raises her arm one last time. He lets go of her wrist, and the crowd sounds deflated as it begins to drop, but come right back to life as Sally raises her arm at the last second! A loud “SALLY! SALLY!” chant is going as she fights her way back to a standing position, elbowing Biggs’ midsection on the way up! She breaks the Sleeper, and shoves Biggs into the ropes, flooring him with a Spinning Heel Kick on the rebound! Sally falls exhausted onto the mat, Biggs down for the count as well. The ref is quick to check on both of them Chase: Big moment for the match here! The momentum out of this could decide the outcome!Both wrestlers are up, but looking like they are running on fumes, but neither with the inclination to give up. Biggs goes to whip Sally into the ropes, but Sally is able to springboard over, hold Bigg’s writs, and whip him into the ropes. She runs to the opposite ropes herself. As they reach the center of the ring, both leap up for Running Cross Bodies, and they crash in the middle of the ring! Both fall to the mat as the ref begins the mandatory 10 count! “1!” “2!” Harvey: Sally and Biggs had the same thought process going there, and now they both face the risk of count out! It would be a real shame for this match to end that way!“3!” “4!” Chase: It would be a freakin’ rip off! Worst case, hopefully the ref would use his discretion and let the match continue!“5!” “6!” Both competitors begin to stir, with Biggs rolling onto his belly to push himself up, and Sally beginning to sit up. “7!” “8!” Both competitors are up to one knee, and start swinging at each other, so the ref stops the count, even though they’re not to their feet now! Harvey: Good call by the ref stopping the count! Even though they weren’t to their feet yet, both Sally and Biggs are showing that they’re able to keep going!Biggs and Sally continue to trade blows as they both fight their way to their feet. Sally manages to string together a few more punches than Biggs, and gets the advantage, backing “The Spaceman” into the corner. She then unloads with a series of Backhand Chops mixed in with Forearm Strikes, and a few boots to the midsection to mix things up! She then pulls him out of the corner and whips him with incredible force chest first into the to opposite corner! As Biggs is propped up against the turnbuckle, she steps outside onto the apron and wraps her arm around his head, dragging his face back and forth across the top rope! Biggs rubs his eyes in pain once she lets go, and Sally is quick to mount the top turnbuckle, pulling Biggs up with her by the head. Both competitors are on the top rope, and Sally has Biggs in a Urinagi position, but before she can do anything, Biggs gives her a hard elbow to the back of the head, and hooks her in the Urinagi instead, leaping off with a backflip to perform the Starmaker off the top rope! The crowd becomes unglued, and are chanting “APW! APW! APW!” at the top of their lungs! Biggs quickly gathers his senses and hooks the far leg, 1 . . . 2 . . . Thr-NO! Sally gets her shoulder up! Chase: You have got to be kidding me! How in the heck was Sally able to kick out of something like that this late in the match! She’s superhuman, I tell ya!Harvey: There has never been any doubt about Sally Talfourd’s heart and desire to win in big match situations, and this, my friend, is a big match situation!Rather than going for another cover, Biggs grabs a hold of Sally’s head, and brings her up to her knees before launching a stinging Kick right to her chest that echoes so loud, they can hear it in the cheap seats! Biggs connects with another kick, and then another, and with each kick that connects, the fans chant “BIGGS!” “BIGGS!” “BIGGS!” “BIGGS! BIGGS! BIGGSBIGGSBIGGSBIGGSBIGGSBIGGS!” Biggs winds up for one more kick, but Sally ducks it and rolls him up in a Schoolboy, 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs manages to kick out! Both competitors are quick to their feet, and Biggs shoots behind Sally, wrapping his arms around her waist, and attempting to hoist her up for a German Suplex! Sally blocks the attempt by hooking her foot inside Biggs’ ankle, and she grabs a hold of Biggs’ hands, trying to break his grip. Biggs goes for another attempt, but Sally blocks again, and this time, she drives her elbow backwards, catching Biggs on the side of the head! This allows her to pull off a standing switch, and she hooks Biggs in a Full Nelson! She then trips his foot out from under him, driving him face first into the mat! With Biggs down, she mounts the top rope! Harvey: Sally’s looking for a big time maneuver now!Sally measures Biggs up as he slowly begins to return to his feet, and as he turns around to face her, she leaps off, catching him with a Flying Headscissors Takedown from the top rope, sending Biggs sliding underneath the bottom rope to the floor rampside! Chase: What’s Sally going to do here!?WIthout hesitation, Sally gets a running start and leaps over the top rope, catching Biggs as he gets up with a Suicide Flipping Senton! Another loud “APW! APW! APW!” chant gets going, and the crowd is in a frenzy! Harvey: These fans are about to blow the roof of the Time Warner Arena!Chase: Normally, I think the fans are idiots! But with the way this match is going, I don’t blame them one bit for going crazy!Sally pulls Biggs up by the head and rolls him into the ring, sliding in herself and running to the ropes to jump up and pull off the Happy Ending! She hooks both legs, 1 . . . 2 . . . Thre-No! Biggs gets his shoulder up! Harvey: We’ve seen Sally end many a match with the Happy Ending, but it’s not the end for Biggs today!She pulls Biggs up by the head, and pulls him in for The Danger Zone Corkscrew Neckbreaker! With Biggs downed again, Sally goes for another Happy Ending! Chase: I don’t think Biggs has it in him to take two Happy Endings!At the very last second, Biggs gets his knees up, but Sally sees it in time to land on her feet! She grabs a hold of Biggs legs, trying to go for some sort of leg submission, but Biggs kicks her off, spinning her around! He gets up as Sally turns to face him, and he catches the attempted kick she throws at him! Biggs then performs a Dragon Screw Leg Drag, sending Sally to the mat! He keeps a hold of her leg, and grabs the other one, stepping through and turning her over to lock in the Sharpshooter! Sally screams out in pain as Biggs sits deep in the small of her back! Harvey: Biggs has been working mostly the head and neck of Sally during this match, but the Sharpshooter is such a dangerous hold that Sally may well have to tap out!Chase: He’s got it locked in the center of the ring!Biggs has an intense look on his face, focused on trying to end the match with this hold. Sally tries to reach for his leg, trying to find some way to reverse the hold, but Biggs is a master of the lock, shifting his weight so that his foot is just barely out of reach. Harvey: Sally was trying to use her technical acumen to break the hold, and turn it on Biggs somehow, but Biggs is such a student of the submission style, not just knowing the locks and holds, but knowing potential counters that he needs to guard against!Chase: It looks like Sally’s only option will be to try and crawl to the ropes, but this late in the match, I’m not so sure she has the strength to do so!Sally digs down deep and with all the strength she has left, she pushes up, and begins the slow crawl to the ropes! Biggs struggles against it as well, and as Sally is a fingertip away from the ropes, he steps up and drags her right back to the middle of the ring, sitting back down and applying the hold even deeper! He yells for Sally to please give up, saying that he doesn’t want to hurt her. Harvey: How is Sally holding on? Her back and legs must feel like they’re on fire!Biggs has an almost conflicted look on his face as he pulls back harder on the legs, torquing the hold for maximum pressure! For her part, Sally is showing no signs of giving up, gritting her teeth, and screaming out. Dueling chants of “Let’s go Sally!” “Let’s go Biggs!” “Let’s go Sally!” “Let’s go Biggs!” echo throughout the arena, and the Sally fans get even louder as she wills herself to push-up one more time, and make another desperate crawl for the ropes! Despite Biggs’ best efforts, this time she makes it, grabbing a hold of the bottom rope! Biggs immediately lets go of the hold, and takes a step back before heading right back in to pull Sally back up by the head. However, she reaches up and pulls him into a Small Package, 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs shifts his weight and rolls Sally into a pin instead! 1 . . . 2 . . . Sally reverses it as well, pinning Biggs to the mat one more time! 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs kicks out! Both are to their feet in a flash, and Biggs leaps over Sally, bringing her down with a Sunset Flip pin! 1 . . . 2 . . . Sally rolls through, pinning Biggs’ shoulders to the mat, 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs kicks out in a way that allows him to pop up and roll Sally up like an accordion for another pin, 1 . . . 2 . . . Sally kicks out and rolls through, grabbing a hold of Biggs’ legs to roll him into a pin, 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs kicks out and tumbles backwards to get some separation! The fans are on their feet, clapping loudly out of respect for the series of counters and reversals they just saw! Harvey: What an exchange there between these two competitors, and boy does the crowd appreciate the heart and effort these two are displaying here tonight!Chase: Those counters were so fast and furious, I don’t think even Vin Diesel could keep up!As Biggs pulls himself by the ropes, Sally comes in and grabs him by the head, going for the Implant Buster! However, Biggs keeps a hold of the top rope, causing her to crash back first onto the mat! He gives her a couple of hard stomps before pulling her up by the head, locking in a ¾ Headlock, and runs up the turnbuckle to deliver the Bigg Time! As Sally is laid out on the mat, Biggs rushes up to the top turnbuckle and leaps off for the UFO Frog Splash! Harvey: Look at the hangtime!Sally rolls just out of the way, causing Biggs to crash and burn! She’s quickly up to her feet, and as Biggs tries to push himself up, she’s right there to deliver an absolutely skull crushing Curb Stomp! Chase: What a Curb Stomp! That was sick!Sally doesn’t bother going for a cover, instead pulling Biggs up and gets him in position for her version of the swinging reverse STO, the Makeover. She has Biggs in position, and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek, before whipping him around, but this gives Biggs time to recover, as he spins out of her clutch, gives her a quick kick to the midsection to hunch her over, and deliver the Reverse Overdrive, Spaced Out! Chase: Sally took too much time there, and Biggs has made her pay dearly! Pin her and pay her!Biggs hooks both legs, 1 . . . 2 . . . Three-NO! Sally gets her shoulder up at the last possible moment! The fans are still on their feet, going wild over the turn of events! The Stud Muffins are besides themselves at ringside, while Biggs looks at the ref, holding up three fingers. However, his protest is brief, and he gets right back on Sally, mounting her and delivering a couple of stiff Forearm Strikes to the face before dismounting and making his way back towards the top turnbuckle! As he turns around to face Sally, she gets a second wind and bursts up towards the turnbuckle, spring boarding off the second on to nail Biggs with a Step-Up Enziguri that sends him hurling to the mat! His eyes are glazed over as he tries to get up, only to eat a Bulldog from Sally! She runs towards the ropes and springs off, this time nailing the Happy Ending flush in the center of the ring! The fans count along as ref counts, 1 . . . 2 . . . Three-NO! Biggs gets his shoulder just barely off the mat at the last possible second! It’s Sally’s turn to plead with the ref, and the fans are in an uproar! “THIS IS AWESOME!” >Clap, clap clap!< “THIS IS AWESOME!” >Clap, clap, clap!< Harvey: These fans are darn right this is awesome! Whoever is going to win this match is going to darn well need to kill their adversary to get it done, but considering how good of friends these two are, I don’t know if either one is willing to go that far!Chase: Well one of them is going to have to!Sally takes a moment on her knees to regain her breath, while Biggs holds his midsection in pain. As Sally begins to get to a vertical base, she grabs Biggs by the head, pulling him up along with her. She whips him hard into the ropes, and Biggs ducks the attempted clothesline on the rebound, jumping up and off of the opposite ropes performing a back-flip to catch Sally with a Springboard Flipping Reverse DDT! Biggs gets to his feet and looks to Sally, then to the ropes, and gets an idea. He runs towards the ropes and jumps up, springboarding and flipping again to give Sally a Happy Ending! The fans are still on their feet, counting with the ref, 1 . . . 2 . . . Three-NO! Sally somehow gets her shoulder up! Chase: You know they’re getting desperate when they start using each other’s finishers! Well I guess Biggs is the only one who’s desperate so far! But still!Harvey: These two know each other so well, it’s no surprise that this match has lasted as long as it has!Biggs forcefully pulls Sally back to her feet and shoots her towards the ropes, launching her up for a Back Body Drop! Sally lands on her feet, though, and as he turns around, Biggs receives a boot to the midsection, and Sally nails him with the Spaced Out! She goes for the pin, 1 . . . 2 . . . Three-NO! One more kick out from Biggs! Chase: Okay, now Sally is desperate too!Sally runs her hands through her hair, grabbing at it and pulling, wondering what she has to do to keep Biggs down! She pulls him up by the hair and shoots him towards the turnbuckle, but Biggs reverses the Irish Whip, sending Sally for the ride instead! He rushes the corner, going for a Corner Clothesline, but as he gets there, Sally jumps up and catches him with the Sunset Flip, pinning his shoulders to the mat, 1 . . . 2 . . . Biggs rolls through, reversing it into a pin of his own, 1 . . . 2 . . . Sally reverses it once more, 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! DING! DING! DING! Biggs kicks out just a millisecond too late! Winner: Sally Talfourd “Trouble Maker” blares over the speakers as Sally has a look of shock on her face! She gets to her feet and the ref raises her hand in victory! Biggs is on his knees, looking up at Sally with a smirk on his face, holding his hand up with his thumb and forefinger held just barely apart, telling Sally she just got him. As the ref let’s go of Sally’s arm, she reaches down and offers to help Biggs to his feet. He accepts, and once he’s up, Sally raises his arm high in the air as well! Harvey: What a show of respect from Sally here! If this truly is Biggs’ last match, what a way to go out!A loud “THANK YOU BIGGS! THANK YOU BIGGS!” chant gets going. Biggs shakes his head and points to Sally, starting a “THANK YOU SALLY! THANK YOU SALLY!” chant, which Biggs claps along with and joins in. After a few moments, he waves to the crowd and Sally before making his way to the ropes. However, Sally reaches out and grabs a hold of his arm, stopping him dead in his tracks. She motions for a mic, and the ref hands one to her. Sally: So about that cup of coffee...I’m in!The fans cheer loudly as Sally and Biggs embrace in the middle of the ring! A loud “YES! YES! YES! YES!” chant gets going, and they only get louder as Biggs sneaks a kiss on Sally’s cheek! Sally blushes and is taken aback, while the Stud Muffins glad hand outside of the ring! Sally then gives Biggs a kiss on the cheek as well, and it’s his turn to blush! “Trouble Maker” begins to play again as they release the hug and raises each other’s arms one more time! By this point, “Sr. Guapo” and “Stunning” Stan both have mics, and are in the ring. Sr. Guapo: What a match! Way to go, both of you! Sr. Guapo is so happy right now!Stan: Darn skippy! And after that kind of match, not to mention the post match fireworks…The crowd lets out a ‘90s sitcom style “Wooooooo!” Stan: There’s only one way we think we can end this night, and that’s with a huge dance party! Everyone in the back, get your butts out here!“Trouble Maker” continues to play as the roster files out from the back! Sally, Biggs and the Studs are already dancing as they hit the ring. Sally and Biggs dance together while everyone else busts a move. Jair Hopkins can be see impressively crunking, while Jason Cashe gets his white boy moves on! As “Trouble Maker” comes to a close, the music shifts to “Sexy and I Know It” and the fans are dancing along! Everyone is having a blast, cutting loose! Delikado even attempts a poor man’s version of the worm! Harvey: What a night this has been! The APW Reunion Show can only be described as a rousing success! For Johnny Chase, I’m Darren Harvey, signing off for the night! Thanks for joining us, and keep an eye out for more announcements about APW!Chase: Let’s get in there and get our groove on!Chase and Harvey leave the announce desk and join the party in the ring as the APW logo and copyright flash across the bottom of the screen!
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