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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 10:43:47 GMT -4
Live from the Moda Center in Portland, Oregon
The sirens sound throughout the Moda Center in Portland, Oregon as APW's Deception comes live to you this Friday evening! The fans are in a frenzy as their signs pop-up all over the arena, the camera centering on a few that read: "GOOCH CAN LICK MY GOOCH" and "Ms. Busine$$ for GM!" The picture centers in on the APW announcers, Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase at ringside!
Harvey: Good evening, folks! Darren Harvey here with my partner Johnny Chase and welcome to APW's second edition of Deception! We've got a huge night of action ahead and I can't wait to see what vice president Johnny Rebel has on tap for us this evening!
Chase: We're going to cap the evening with a massive 6-man tag main event that features the Dying Breed and Sally Talfourd squaring off against the newfangled alliance of Buckson Gooch and C.J Gates with rookie sensation Crusher Crenshaw. It's going to be a barn burner, Darren!
Harvey: Arkia Fisk and Mark Mania were the targets of vicious attacks from the Gates/Gooch connection last week and tonight they'll get a chance to take their anger out on one another!
Chase: Let's get to the ring - it's time to hear from the bossman!
The camera pans to the ring where Nicky Paige is awaiting in the middle of the ring. She lets out a big smile and pulls the microphone up to her mouth as the APW faithful begin to rise to their feet.
Nicky Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the vice president of Action Packed Wrestling, Johnny Rebel!
#SIMPLY #F'N #PUT!
"Smoke on the Water" by Deep Purple blares over the announce system as Johnny Rebel steps through the curtains wearing a suit and a pair of sunglasses resting on the top of his head. He strolls down the aisle and slides underneath the bottom rope, waving to a set of fans in the front row before taking the microphone from Nicky.
Johnny Rebel: It feels good to be back in this ring! Several weeks ago when I approached President Jeff about reopening the doors of Action Packed Wrestling, I couldn't have imagined the outpouring of support we'd have from the APW faithful. You the fans have done a tremendous job of helping us put our name back on the map. It's like we've never left!
The comment draws some cheap pops from the crowd.
Johnny Rebel: I've done everything in my power to try and turn over a new leaf in the new APW. It was a new beginning for all of us. I've spent enough time harassing the higher-ups here and I wanted to make sure that when the lights came on again in this place, I'd be the one that finally cleaned up this mess. Such talents like Terry Marvin and Level-One ran roughshod over APW and I was going to do everything possible to make sure that this place was focused on the action inside the ring rather than the antics outside of it.
The mention of some of APW's biggest names draws a reaction from the fans who have fond memories of the Sindicate with Marvin and Level-One.
Johnny Rebel: But if I've learned anything during my time in the APW, it's that things are never settled and there are always those looking to make waves somehow. We've got C.J. Gates turning his back on the fans, and convincing Gooch to give up his spot on the farm. We've got Mark Mania and Arkia Fisk ready to tear their heads apart. Sally Talfourd still doing Sally-like things. The Dying Breed. Crusher Crenshaw. Jacob Whitehead. Rachel Ellsworth. There are so many things threatening to literally rip apart the APW from the inside out. I've come to the conclusion that I can't handle all the day-to-day things that need my attention with this lot we have signed here in the APW. With that being said, I've decided to hire a set of eyes and ears to help me make sure things don't get completely out of control. In addition to being on the ground, his job will be to help new talent find their way here in the APW. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the director of new talent and development, Peter Renswald!
Some generic music begins as Peter Renswald comes walking out from behind the curtain with a half smile and slides in the ring, standing directly behind Johnny Rebel.
Johnny Rebel: Unfortunately, that's not the only other staff addition that we have to add to our front office this evening. Before the APW was brought back in to existence, I had a trusted ally that I thought would be best for business. I gave him creative control of APW's newest division - the Deception Division, something very similar to the Overdrive Championship. As soon as the ink dried on the contract, this individual went and turned his back on me, the APW, and the throngs of fans that called him their hero. I've done everything possible to try and void the contract but have failed. Our lawyers say the contract is ironclad. So, ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you - the newest creative director of the Deception division... Buckson Gooch!
The fans immediately let Rebel know their displeasure as the goofy grin of Buckson Gooch stands in the middle of the entrance ramp, as he waves nonchalantly to the crowd. APW's music begins to play as the camera focuses on Johnny Rebel shaking his head in disgust while Renswald follows suit.
Harvey: Can you believe it, Johnny? Buckson Gooch has executive power in the APW. It's certainly a brand new day!
Chase: Johnny Rebel has lost all semblance of control already in only his second show. The fans have to be longing for President Jeff already.
Harvey: We'll be right back, folks!
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 10:44:50 GMT -4
APW returns from the break with the fans still reeling from Johnny Rebel's announcement of two new staff members - Peter Renswald and the dastardly Buckson Gooch. The camera heads to ringside where Nicky Paige is waiting to announce the megastars for tonight's opening competition.
Paige: The following match-up is a singles match, scheduled for one-fall!
The driving, high-pitched, and Engrishy beats of "Motteke! Sailor Fuku" hit the arena speakers, and really, there's only one weeaboo weeaboo enough to come out to this piece of anime history, and his name? SUGOI Suga!
The self proclaimed White Man's Jackie Chan charges out from behind the curtain and a cloud of smoke, pumping his fists in the air, before throwing up metal horns with one hand and pounding his chest with the other as he dances (badly) to the beat of the song, screaming out with the more egregiously Engrishy bits.
Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 181 pounds, and hailing from Tokyo, Japan…SUGOI Suga!
Suga all but sprints down to the ring, fistbumping fans on both sides of the aisle before jumping up to the ring apron in one fell jump. Stepping into the ring, he runs a lap of it, before taking center ring and bowing to all four sides as he prepares for combat.
Harvey: This looks to be a young man with a lot of enthusiasm and spirit as he makes his APW debut here tonight!
Chase:…He’s not Japanese.
The sound of a cowbell is heard as "Surprise Your Dead" by Faith No More starts. As the guitars drop in smoke and red strobes fill the entrance way. Slowly walking out from behind the curtain is HusH. Slowly making his way to the ring, HusH keeps his hands in a praying position up near his face, as if he's plotting. Slowly making his way towards the ring, HusH slithers under the bottom rope and crawls towards the end of the ring, as he looks around a dark red liquid, almost blood like slowly pours from his mouth. Spitting the liquid he quickly gets to his feet as he removes his coat.
Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 272 pounds… Hush!
Chase: This guy already freaks me out – go get him fake Japanese guy!
Harvey: Definitely a match of antitheses here tonight!
Opening Match:
SUGOI Suga vs. HusH
The bell rings as both men as SUGOI practices some rather impressive leg-work, moving around Hush, who follows with only a turn of his head. SUGOI begins to pantamine double karate chops, finally landing one close to (but not on!) HusH…who responds with a shoulder smack that knocks poor SUGOI down!
Harvey: Some impressive moves early on, but not quite enough to stop this demon of a man!
Chase: Impressive? Impressive moves have to actually hit the opponent! Otherwise, they’re just train-wrecks!
Hush lifts up SUGOI, and whips him against the ropes. SUGOI flips to the outside edge, and then leaps off the ropes for a missile dropkick that connects! HusH is hit, but he does not go down. Undisturbed, SUGOI hops back on the edge, and hits another missile dropkick! HusH continues to simply stare as SUGOI gets on the edge for a third time. However, as SUGOI flies in the air, he lands just short time time, sliding under a clothesline by HusH, and hits him with a rolling DDT! HusH…sits right back up!
SUGOI, in his infinite confidence, hits another rolling DDT the moment he’s up! HusH sits up, but slower this time! SUGOI goes for a third DDT, but HusH catches him, and slams down the much smaller man with a spinebuster! Hush lifts up SUGOI, but SUGOI breaks the hold and hits HusH with a flashy looking martial arts kick…that gets no response from HusH!
Chase: I cannot, for the life of me, tell if HusH cannot feel pain, or if SUGOI just sucks at martial arts.
Harvey: Could be little bits of both Chase – but one of them has to stay down eventually!
SUGOI hits another kick, but to no effect! SUGOI goes for a third one, but gets caught…before hitting an enziguri on HusH! SUGOI gets a HUGE pop as HusH stumbles back into the corner, allowing SUGOI to hit a double knee hit! HusH rolls into the middle of the ring as SUGOI pins him…
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Kickout by HusH!
Harvey: Close fall there by SUGOI! It may have taken a while, but HusH finally showed some weakness there with a few well timed enziguri!
Chase: He’s like a zombie – GO FOR THE HEAD!
SUGOI looks around the ring for inspiration, finding it upon the top turnbuckle. He hops off as Hush gets on his feet, landing atp him for a hurricanrana…but HusH holds SUGOI’s elongated body in the air! Hush lifts SUGOI high into the air, and drops him with a ferocious backbreaker! SUGOI blinks, as if his universe is filled with all stars and no little bulbs, before being lifts up by HusH. HusH slams knee after knee into SUGOI’s back, and finally pull him back into the middle of the ring, dropping SUGOI with a devastating reverse atomic drop! HusH pins…
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Harvey: Very close fall! It isn’t going to take too many of those to put SUGOI down for the count!
Chase: So, you’re saying he’ll be..hushed?
HusH positions himself in the corner his eyes growing wide as SUGOI lifts himself up with the strength of the crowd behind him. SUGOI turn as HusH goes for a running boot…but SUGOI ducks, rebounding against the ropes. He dodges another blow with a cartwheel, this time responding with a leaping enziguri! Hush is dazed, going down on one knee, and SUGOI responds with a handspring back elbow! The crod is firmly behind SUGOI, who takes to the outside ring edge and lifts his fist up!
Harvey: What on Earth has SUGOI Suga have in mind now?
Chase: Going back home, by any chance? SUGOI springboards himself into the ring just as HusH rises, and SLAMS him with the Weea-BOOYAH~ (Springboard Superman Punch)! HusH finally goes down, and SUGOI throws himself over the big man…
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Paige: Here is your winner…SUGOI Suga!
The bouncy SUGOI Suga celebrates with his hard fought victory over the APW newcomer and jumps up on the corner turnbuckle in excitement. We go backstage to "Supersonic" Branden Harvey, who can hardly contain his excitement standing in front of an APW banner.
Branden: Roy Speede, tonight, I prove why I belong in APW. Tonight, I prove why I deserve to be the next APW Champion. Roy Speede, tonight, I am going to beat you. I may be a late bloomer, but I'm still a Rising Star. The Sonic Boom is coming. Fear it.
APW heads to a commercial break for everybody's favorite drink: Donkey Punch! Hee-Haw...or something like that. |
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 10:48:37 GMT -4
The scene cuts to outside the Moda Center in Portland, OR. Jim Thompson, Mark Mania’s lawyer, is standing on a podium in front of a large crowd. Behind him is a projector screen. Mr. Thompson steps up to the microphone.
Jim Thompson: Ladies and gentlemen, let me please introduce, the CEO and Co-Founder of Mania Enterprises, Mark Mania!
The crowd roars in approval as Mark, who was sitting on the stage behind Mr. Thompson, stands up and walks to the podium.
Mark Mania: Thank you, thank you. This is a historic day for Mania Enterprises. After careful deliberation with the board and a few trusted advisors.
The camera pans to the others sitting along the back of the stage, including Arkia Fisk.
Mark Mania: I have decided to take Mania Enterprises public!
The crowd cheers as the projector screen lights up and the ticker name MANIA shows on the screen.
Mark Mania: I’m very excited in the future of Mania Enterprises now that it will be a public company. A few of us have gotten in on the ground floor and I will be going forward as the CEO of Mania Enterprises for the foreseeable future.
The crowd applauds at Mark staying in charge.
Mark Mania: But now, I’d like to officially open up Mania Enterprises to its Initial Public Offering!
The crowd is uproarious, next to the MANIA ticker pops up the price of the IPO $33.
Mark Mania: Okay people, start buying!
Mark waves to the crowd and walks away from the podium. He shakes hands with the others on the stage and they walk off. The camera follows Mark as he’s escorted back inside the arena. Seen falling back to talk to him is Arkia Fisk.
Arkia Fisk: Congratulations Mark, I really think this was a great opportunity for your company.
Mark Mania: Thanks a lot Fisk, you’ve been really helpful in this whole process. It’s nice to be able to talk to someone else that actually understands how to run a business.
Arkia Fisk: They call me Ms. Busine$$ for a reason!
Mark and Arkia laugh.
Mark Mania: See, why can’t every pre-match go down like this. We can talk and laugh together, then get in the ring and show off our skills.
Arkia Fisk: Life would be so much easier if I didn’t want to kill every person I ended up getting in the ring with.
Mark Mania: Well, hopefully we can avoid that this time around.
Arkia smiles.
Arkia Fisk: For now we have, for now.
Mark laughs back.
Mark Mania: Well I’ll be careful then!
The two walk into the arena and the door shuts on the camera man and the scene fades. The camera switches back to the middle of the ring, where Paige stands ready and willing to move on to the second match of the night.
Paige: The following match-up is a single match, schedules for one-fall!
"Fuel by Metallica hits the speakers. "Supersonic" Branden Harvey walks through the curtain.
He sprints toward the ring. As he nears the ring, he leaps in the air, springs his right foot off the ring apron, and uses his momentum to do a flip and land in the ring. He raises his hands.
Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 180 pounds…from Sacramento, California… “Supersonic” Branden Harvey!
Harvey: One of the few returning former champions to APW, Branden Harvey re-established himself last week on APW’s revival show. Harvey has made is clear that he plans to return to the limelight in one way: By winning the APW Undisputed Championship!
Chase: You’re planning on winning the world title? Good for you!
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
YOU
HEAR
ME
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. He pauses center stage, and raises his arms above his head, index fingers to the sky in time with a set of pyros. He drops his arms out sideways, parallel to his shoulders to a second set of pyros, and he brings his arms in, index fingers folding into fists as his thumbs extend, touching to his chest in time to a third set of pyros.
Paige: Introducing, from Richmond, Virginia and weighing in at one hundred ninety-seven pounds, he is Action Packed Wrestling’s own Silver Lining… Roy Speede!
Speede points toward the ring with one arm, dropping the other, and fires a ‘finger gun’ toward the ring in time with another set of pyros. He drops his arm and proceeds toward the ring, high-giving fans as he goes. He slides in under the bottom rope and climbs the far turnbuckle, repeating his arm motions to four more banks of pyrotechnics before back flipping off the turnbuckle down to the mat before turning around and stepping back, leaning against the turnbuckle and stretching out a bit as he waits for the bell.
Harvey: While not having quite the same return impact as Branden Harvey, Roy Speede has more than proved himself through his time in APW history – this should be a fun one!
Chase: Let’s just say that this will be a very….fast… round!
Singles Match:
Branden Harvey vs. Roy Speede
The bell rings as both men size one another up, with Chase looking slightly downwards upon Harvey. The two men circle the ring before locking up, with Speede quickly pushing Harvey into a corner. Speede pushes him into the turbbuckle, but the referee quickly comes in-between the two. Harvey waits for him to clear before rushing Speede…and smacking him in the chest! Speede stops, and yells “you hit me in the nipple!” before getting hit by a throat chop! Speede grabs his throat, and before he can yell out again, Harvey gets him with a thumb to the eye! Speede stumbles away as Harvey, with a full fledges smile, gets berated by the referee!
Harvey: Branden Harvey is showing that he isn’t afraid to get physical in order to get an early advantage over the larger Roy Speede!
Chase: Yeah, it’s gonna be a weird night!
Harvey steps back against the ropes, gets a quick run going, and charges right into a dropkick from Speede! Harvey rolls out of the ring, and runs away as Speede rolls out. Speede begins to speedily chase Harvey around the ring as he dodges his advances! Finally, Harvey rolls back into the ring, runs against the ropes…but doesn’t have quick enough momentum as Speede nails him with a shoulder block! Speede runs against the perpendicular ropes as Harvey gets up. Harvey tries to jump up over Speede, but is caught in Powerbomb form! Before Speede can slam him down, Harvey responds with a hurricanrana, sending Speede down!
He’s quickly back up as Harvey rushes him, but Speede ducks, sneidng Harvey over the ropes…but he lands on the edge of the ring! Harvey strikes Speede in the back, and pulls on the ropes to attempt to sling himself in, but Speede kicks Harvey so hard in the gut that he is sent to the floor!
Harvey: With a decisive kick, Roy Speede has regained physical control of this match-up!
Chase: Opposed to what? Mental control? Physical control? Visitation rights?
Speede stretches his back out as Harvey tries to pull himself up. Harvey yells at the referee for a timeout, but Speede simply shakes his head and rolls out of the ring. Harvey holds his back in pain…that is, until Speede gets close enough, and Harvey kicks him in the gut, and then scissor kicks him to the floor! Speede’s head bounces off of the floor padding, before Harvey lifts him up, and throws him into the ring. “Thanks for nothing!” he yells at the referee before pinning Speede…
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Kickout by Roy Speede!
Harvey: First near-fall of the match! Speede’s neck bouncing off of the floor did not look pleasant – hopefully he can recover!
Chase: He’s fine. He’ll ask for a timeout if he really need one – although Harvey didn’t get his!
Harvey delivers some kicks to Speede, before running against the ropes. He hopes off the ropes, and goes for a crossbody…but Speede catches him! Speede lifts up Harvey onto his shoulders, and drops him with the Silver Slice (Fireman’s Carry Cutter)! Speede takes a moment to recover as the crowd cheers him on, before running against the ropes. He goes for the Lionsault, but Harvey rolls out of the way, causing Speede to crash and burn on the ground! Harvey then runs, hitting a quck split-legged moonsault! He pins again…
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Kickout by Speede!
Harvey: Roy Speede is fighting hard, and nearly turned the match around with the Silver Slice, but needs something big in his corner to truly turn the tides!
Chase: Like…the moon? One of the only things that does turn tides!
Harvey shakes his head, before heading to the corner. He ascends the turnbuckle, poses up, and goes for a missile dropkick as Speede rises. However, Speede steps out of the way, causing Harvey to narrowly land on his feet instead, taking a moment for balance. He nearly spins around, but gets caught in a full nelson! Speede lifts up Harvey for the “Silver Bullet” slam (full nelson into Rock Bottom/Chokeslam), but Harvey pins out in air! Harvey retaliates with an enziguri, but Speede ducks, placing himself behind Harvey. He locks the full nelson again, this time flinging Harvey around in order to wear him out!
Harvey is finally worn out, and Speede goes for the Silver Bullet again, but Harvey drops to his knees, hitting Speede with a small stunner! Speede goes down, and Harvey hops onto the turnbuckle, flying off with the Sonic Boom (Phoenix 630)…and it conncects! He pins…
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Paige: Here is your winner…”Supersonic" Branden Harvey!
Harvey: Yet another victory for Branden Harvey in his APW return. He's doing some great things here and hopefully he'll continue to stay hot!
The camera's cut to backstage where there appears to be some form of commotion with many voices yelling over each other and various paraphenalia strewn about. Above all the shouting of regular personelle can be clearly distinguished as the animalistic growling and barking of Crusher Crenshaw.
APW Producer #1: What in the hell is going on here?! Somebody get that man under control!
APW Stagehand #2: We attempted to set up an interview with Crenshaw but someone mentioned Sally Talfourd in passing and he just freaked out!
APW Producer #1: Where is his handler, Jackson Kaiser?!
APW Stagehand #2: I don't know, I heard he's out on business for the night near the Portland docks!
As the camera's round the corner following the production cavalry into view we catch a glimpse of several members of security and road agents keeping the door to the Kaiser Corporations dressing room firmly closed. It nearly wrenches open with the psychotic eyes of the Crusher rolling around his head as he attempts to reach out for the closest piece of clothing or hair, but one more firm push from the production crew returns the commotion to a static position.
APW Security #1: Jesus Christ!
APW Producer #1: Just keep this God damned door locked until it's time for the main event, you understand?! Do your best to corral him towards the guerrila position and hopefully natural instinct kicks in and we can let him loose for the Dying Breed and Sally Talfourd to deal with. What a freaking mess...
Chase: That guy creeps me out more and more every week. Allow me to speak for Harvey, as I'm pretty sure he's going to change his pants...we'll be right back! |
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 10:51:25 GMT -4
Harvey: We're back from commercial break and I've been looking forward to this match-up all week, Johnny. We'e got Magnus Colby and Jacob Whitehead, fresh off their victories two weeks ago on Deception up against one another!
Chase: I'm especially interested in seeing more of this Jacob Whitehead. He had a solid run on Asylum several years ago and looks poised to do some great things this go-round.
Harvey: Let's get to the ring!
The camera pans to the ringside where Nicky Paige is standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone and a stack of index cards to announce the next match.
Paige: Introducing first, standing at 6 feet 2 inches tall, from Portland, Oregon, MAGNUS COLBY!
Hit that loud guitar riff, hit it a second time and fire up Alabama Thunderpussy's "Motor Ready." The curtain parts and out from the back walks out the rugged looking Magnus Colby. Magnus has a scowl on his face as he simply marches towards the ring, not looking to slap hands with the fans, not looking for any sort of interaction what-so-ever. He's there with a purpose, and he's there looking for a fight tonight. Magnus is wearing a pair of black trunks, and a white pair of tights underneath those, complete with black knee pads and black boots. Tattoos on each arm are shown off as he grips the bottom ropes and pulls himself into the ring, he gets up quickly and marches around the ring ready to get going as his music fades.
“Cirice” hits the speakers, and immediately, Jason Doyle waltzes out. He gets the crowd hyped up (a.k.a. gets booed at) for about fifteen seconds before Jacob Whitehead comes out just as the music is starting to get good. He shouts a bit at the crowd who is booing Jason before striding down to the ring.
Paige: And his opponent, standing at 6 feet 11 inches tall, from Coconut Creek, Florida, JACOB WHITEHEAD!
It doesn’t take long to get there on his long legs, and once he is at the bottom of the ramp, he climbs up onto the apron, then steps over the top rope with relative ease. He paces a bit, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he gets amped for the match, Jason speaking words of encouragement from the floor.
Harvey: We’ll see how Magnus Colby can compete with Jacob Whitehead’s size. He’s got a 9 inch advantage on him.
Chase: 9 inches isn’t that big.
Harvey: What are you talking about?
Chase: Nothing, nothing. To the match!
Singles Match: Magnus Colby vs. Jacob Whitehead
Magnus Colby and Jacob Whitehead stand in the ring and start walking towards each other. Whitehead stands over Magnus looking down on him. Magnus looks up, defiantly. Colby throws a punch on Whitehead and he doesn’t flinch. Magnus throws another punch. Still no movement from Whitehead. Magnus stares down at his own fist, wondering what’s happening. He throws one more punch and Whitehead still isn’t effected. Colby one more time winds up and tries to hit Jacob. Whitehead stops him in his tracks with his hand around his throat. With one swoop he throws Colby by his throat to the other side of the ring.
Harvey: The raw power from Jacob Whitehead is incredible!
Chase: There’s some big men in this new iteration of APW.
Harvey: Some very talented women as well.
Chase: What does that have to do with what I’m talking about?
Harvey: No one even knows what you’re talking about.
Magnus Colby gets up and runs at Jacob and gets put down quickly by a HUGE BIG BOOT from Whitehead! Colby is down and Jacob goes for the pin.
1 . . . 2 . . . KICKOUT!
Harvey: Almost had a fast end to this match.
Chase: Yeah it was almost finished prematurely.
Jacob Whitehead grabs Colby by the head and lifts him up. He hits a big uppercut with his bicep that sends Colby backing into the ropes. Whitehead goes with the momentum and whips him across the ring off the opposite ropes. Colby comes rushing back and tries to jump up with an elbow. Whitehead catches him in mid-air. He grabs him in a bear hug and Colby is screaming in pain. Jacob then throws him over his head with a belly to belly suplex!!
Harvey: Geeze Johnny, this is not looking good for Magnus Colby. I don’t think he’s had a successful offensive move all night.
Chase: You’re right Harv, he’s been on his back this whole match, just waiting for Jacob to punish him.
Jacob moves over to Magnus and jumps up and hits an elbow right to the sternum of Colby. Magnus grabs at his chest in pain. Jacob stands up and with his boot tries to lay Magnus flat. He jumps up to try for another elbow but Magnus turns out of the way and Jacob elbows the mat. Magnus tries to capitalize on the situation with Jacob on the mat. He starts releasing furious blows to the head. He’s all over him trying to keep him down. Colby starts throwing knees to the upper body of Jacob. These seem to at least be affecting him but Jacob is still trying to stand up more than fight back. Colby realizes that he’s not making much progress so he runs and bounces off the ropes and charges with a shoulder into Whitehead. Jacob gets pushed into the corner. He’s resting himself bent over on the second turnbuckle. Colby backs up and rushes at him again. Jacob is ready this time and almost takes his head off with an ENORMOUS CLOTHESLINE! Magnus goes ass over tea kettle and is down on the ground. Jacob falls on him for a pin.
1 . . . . . 2 . . . . . KICKOUT!
Harvey: I have no idea how Magnus Colby just kicked out there. He almost had his head taken off.
Chase: Someone give that man a head. That man needs head! Needs a head!
Jacob looks frustrated at his inability to finish off the match. He lifts up Colby and throws him into the corner. Colby goes almost willingly. Jacob starts firing punches to the midsection of Magnus. He stops and grabs him by the midsection throwing him on top of the turnbuckle. Jacob follows behind him, only needing to go up to the second turnbuckle. He’s looking for a superplex. He puts his arm over Colby’s and puts Colby’s arm over his own head. Magnus however has locked his legs in on the rope and Jacob doesn’t realize it. Whitehead tries to jump for the superplex but just goes flying backwards onto the mat. He gets up quickly but he’s met by Colby jumping off the top rope and hitting a two hand chop punch. Whitehead is doubled over. Magnus puts Jacob’s head in between his legs.
Harvey: He’s trying for his famous piledriver.
Chase: That’s right, Colby is really trying to finish him off here. This could be the climax of the match!
Jacob Whitehead however essentially just stands up and tosses Magnus over his shoulders. Magnus goes down hard on his back. Jacob turns around and picks up Magnus by the back of the head. Colby tries to fight back but Jacob lands a huge haymaker and Colby is basically out on his feet. Jacob lifts Magnus onto his shoulders. LIGHTNING STRIKE!!!
Jacob turns over for the pin.
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Paige: Here is your winner, JACOB WHITEHEAD!
Harvey: What a match between these two men. Jacob Whitehead had control the majority of the match but Magnus Colby tried to come back to no avail. This is a big win for Jacob Whitehead who is really trying to make a name for himself in the new APW. Anything to add Johnny?
Chase: Sex.
Harvey: Great, thanks Johnny.
Jacob Whitehead raises his hand in victory to boos from the crowd. He laughs it off and walks out of the ring back up the ramp. Meanwhile Magnus Colby is just starting to move, he also has boos raining down on him. Backstage, at APW’s vaunted catering table, one of the newest members of the roster is just sitting down with a plate of chicken and roasted red potatoes. SUGOI Suga is freshly showered after his show opening contest with HusH. Now clad in a shirt sporting the logo of Junes, the Wal-Mart clone in the world of Persona 4, as well as a pair of cargo shorts, the Great Weeaboo begins to tuck into his meal, stabbing a roasted potato with his fork.
SUGOI: Mmm, she was right. Catering here is spectacular!
The self-proclaimed White Man’s Jackie Chan is just about to begin cutting into his chicken breast when he spots a vision that makes him tear his attention away from even his perfectly grilled and succulent white meat.
The whitest Japanese man on the planet jumps to his feet. Food can wait, for he has artistry that he must share with the woman who has just entered catering, presumably in search of some sustenance before competing in the evening’s main event. Reaching into his pocket, he comes out with a piece of paper with some lovingly rendered drawings on it.
All that’s left? Just to go show one Sally Talfourd the designs that he drew for her.
Sally, of course, can’t get much nearer to the catering before her interview duties come running to catch up with her … literally. Darren West comes hustling along with a cameraman in tow, grabbing Sally by the shoulder to keep her from getting intimate with a piece of chicken, some vege, and delicious, delicious gravy.
West: Sally! Sally Talfourd! A … a moment …
Darren West is a decent guy. He’s just doing his job, after all. But for SUGOI Suga, a man not used to the big time and the need for interviewers to have access to top talent at all times (even when all they want is some much needed nourishment), it’s an invasion of privacy.
Never mind the fact that SUGOI himself wants a bit of her time - at least he can show her his drawings WHILE she eats.
SUGOI: Hold it right there, interviewer-like person!
Darren (and the cameraman) turn to face SUGOI Suga, whose hand darts out to remove West’s hand from Ms. Talfourd’s shoulder. It goes fairly easily, at least in part because Darren is looking at SUGOI as if he has suddenly sprouted a second head.
SUGOI: Can’t you see that the lady just wants to get something to eat? There’s a ton of time before the main event! You can interview her later!
Darren opens his mouth, in search of a retort of some kind, but he’s almost too flummoxed to say anything. The cameraman pans back and forth from Darren to SUGOI to Sally, before West finally sighs and gives up, seeing SUGOI has manoeuvred himself between the interviewer and Sally, but not before grabbing a tasty dinner roll to snack on as a consolation prize on the way out.
This leaves SUGOI and Sally alone, and the Great Weeaboo casually dusts off his hands, and bows to the Last Magician.
SUGOI: There you are! Now you can eat in peace! It’s nice to meet you, too. I’m a big fan. The name’s SUGOI. SUGOI Suga.
Sally wears a look of confusions, looking at the canteen, then this Suga person. He’s right: All she wanted was some food!
Sally: Uhhh … hi? Nice to meet you.
SUGOI: The pleasure is all mine! I’m glad we’ve bumped into each other, actually, because I have something for you … something to show you.
Sally goes wide-eyed, holding up her hands.
Sally: No, it’s fine. Really … I don’t need to see anything.
SUGOI doesn’t take no for an answer and reaches out to Sally, trying to put into her hands a piece of paper.
Sally: Uh … thanks. But, my phone is broken. Actually I don’t have a phone. So if this is your number … I’ll probably just lose it.
Eventually she takes the paper, unfolding it with the appropriate delicateness as SUGOI’s excitement demands. She frowns at what she finds.
SUGOI: What do you think!?
SUGOI leans over to look at his t-shirt designs. His eyes dart between the picture and Sally, hoping to guess her reaction.
Sally: It’s … uh … great, actually. Did you do this?
SUGOI: Yes! My own handcrafted this …
SUGOI looks off, over Sally’s head, into a distant land.
SUGOI: … toiling over every detail, fighting for the ideal way of representation, ensuring that …
Sally: What’s this?
Sally flips the page, SUGOI snaps back to reality and immediately finds himself in an embarrassed situation.
Sally: Is this, like, an anime version of the shirt?
SUGOI: Ummm, yes?
SUGOI quickly reaches out to take the paper back, though sure not to be seen snatching it. He would never snatch something from a lady, much less Sally Talfourd. He gently folds to put it back in his pocket.
Sally: Wait, I want to see. Who did you draw wearing it? Was it me? Why did I have a plaid skirt on? And the size of my br …
SUGOI: Look Sally! The canteen has no line. Let’s go and get some food and share a meal and meet our desitiny!
Sally: As long as my destiny include a piece of chicken …
Sally heads off to the canteen, SUGOI staring after her for a moment and then, almost with stars in his eyes, he rushes towards the canteen as well. APW goes to a quick break.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 10:51:30 GMT -4
Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first, weighing in at 156 lbs., Rachel Ellsworth!
Someone call the ambulance... There's gonna be an accident.
The chorus of 'Infra-Red' by Placebo plays as orange and red lights wash over the arena, the crowd cheering for the young woman that is about to emerge. Not the sort to cool her heels backstage for long, Rachel Ellsworth steps through the curtain and onto the ramp, a mischievous smile on her lips. The feisty little redhead raises her fists above her head as she looks out over the crowd, garnering their support while also revving herself up for the match to come. This movement triggers a v-shaped formation of white pyros to go off behind her. Heading down the ramp at a leisurely-enough pace to interact with the fans as she goes, she makes her way into the ring via sliding beneath the bottom rope. Heading over to the nearest turnbuckle, she mounts it and continues eating up the cheers that she's getting from the fans. Ultimately, though, she has to hop down and get ready for her match... and that is exactly what she does, doing a few stretches that could be considered provocative if one has a thing for rudimentary calisthenics.
Paige: And her opponent, weighing in at 241 lbs., Jac Glyndŵr!
"When there's no-one left to fight, boys like him don't shine so bright" - the opening lyrics to "Sticks 'n' Stones" kick in and the big screen shows images of Glyndŵr trading blows with opponents, interspersed with scenes of rioting soccer fans. As the first lines finish, a single blinding white burst of pyro erupts along the top of the entrance ramp and Jac Glyndŵr arrives on stage, grinning and bouncing on his toes, before sprinting down to the ring, zig-zagging across the ramp to high-five fans on both sides before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Glyndŵr then runs the ropes a couple of times before taking the centre of the ring and shadow-boxing a combination of punches towards all four sides of the arena, finishing with an overhand haymaker towards the hard camera and a guttural roar of aggression as his music fades out.
Singles Match: Rachel Ellsworth vs. Jac Glyndŵr
As the bell rings, Jac extends his hand out for a friendly pre-match handshake. Rachel eyes the larger competitor up and down, while he continues to stand there with his hand extended. After a few moments, Rachel spits in her hand and gives him a hearty handshake, but quickly sweeps his legs out from under him!
Harvey: I've learned to expect nothing less from Ellsworth. She's as crass as a...
Chase: Oh, shut-up, will you, Darren? She just wanted to make sure her hands were clean before shoving them in Jac's! What a lady!
Still maintaining control of his wrist, Ellsworth gives Jac a series of kicks to the elbow, before he pulls his hand out of her grasp and rolls back, getting back to his feet in a defensive position. Glyndŵr has a smirk on his face, as if he’s saying, “Yeah, you pulled a fast one on me.” Rachel is being as ornery as ever, taunting Jac and trying to bait him into coming closer. Jac uses his reach advantage to throw a couple of punches at Ellsworth, putting her on the defensive before he rushes right in with a Running Cross-body into an MMA Side-Mount! Instead of pinning Ellsworth’s shoulders to the mat, he drives his knees hard into her ribs. As he continues to brutalize her torso, Rachel gets a hold of his arm, trying to manipulate it into a Kimura Lock, but Glyndŵr is too strong and has superior leverage. After about a dozen knees, he pulls Rachel up and whips her hard into the corner, running behind her to go for a Running Elbow Strike! However, Rachel sidesteps, sending Jac’s elbow into the top turnbuckle! As he holds his elbow in pain, Ellsworth is quick to deliver a Russian Leg Sweep, following it up by stomping the elbow!
Harvey: She's ruthless, Johnny!
Like a shark that smells blood, Rachel is quick to get on the mat to apply an Armbar to the damaged arm of Glyndŵr. He resists, clasping his hands together, but Ellsworth uses her near boot to kick him in face with her heel, causing him to let go, and allowing her to fully apply the ARMBAR!
Chase: Ellsworth might be one of the most technical wrestlers we have. She's really doing a good job of wearing down her opponent.
Harvey: Are you actually providing commentary?
Chase: Scary, ain't it?
Ellsworth has herself positioned between Jac and the near ropes, so instead, he starts dragging both of them towards the perpendicular ropes. Ellsworth is wrenching as hard as she can, trying to dislocate the elbow of the former Soccer Hooligan, but Jac fights through it, and reaches the ropes! The ref begins the mandatory 5 count, and Ellsworth lets go on 4.
Jac pulls himself up by the ropes, while the ref has to hold “The Atomic Redhead” back! Once he’s to his feet and away from the ropes, the ref steps back and Ellsworth charges in with some European Undercuts! She has Jac against the ropes as she winds up for a particularly devastating one, but Jac sees it coming, sidesteps it, and grabs her by the head and waistband, dumping her between the ropes to the floor!
As Rachel gets back to her feet, she’s met with a Suicide Dive from the much larger Jac Glyndŵr! They crash hard against the barrier and both competitors are down for the count! The referee begins his count as the two megastars struggle to find their feet underneath them. Jac's the first to get up and as he does, he tries to bring Rachel with him, but isn't successful as she kicks him in the knee, buckling both his legs. They both begin crawling and roll back underneath the bottom rope, neither one able to gain much of advantage.
Harvey: I think that suicide dive took as much out of Jac as it did Ellsworth there, Johnny!
Chase: Can you say suicide on national TV?
After a slow build, they are both up but wobbly. Glyndŵr walks over and grabs a handful of hair but Rachel bucks him off, and kicks him square in the stomach! The same exchange happens again but this time Rachel drives her shin in to his midsection twice and takes the much larger man down to one knee! She uses her newfound energy to pounce off the second rope, using it as a springboard, for a spinning legwhip, that sends her opponent down to the ground. She charges in the other direction, leaps over her downed opponent, and again uses the second rope for an asai moonsault and crashes hard! She scurries over to cover but Jac shoves her away quickly. He's still trying to shake out the cobwebs of Rachel's quick offense but he's met with a roundhouse kick to the back of the head that sends him stumbling hard in to the corner turnbuckle, on his return, she scoops him up with a schoolboy, using all her weight to try and hold him down - she's unsuccessful, so she kicks her feet up on the top rope for some additional leverage that the referee doesn't see!
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Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner... Rachel Ellsworth!
Harvey: She literally stole one here tonight. I bet this isn't the last time we'll see these two in the ring again!
She scampers out of the ring as Jac Glyndŵr is rightfully furious as the replay plays on the big screen. Ellsworth disappears quickly up the entrance ramp before any reversal can be made as Jac is left behind himself. The scene cuts to Mark Mania’s locker room. Mark is joined by his lawyer Jim Thompson and his childhood friend Bill Gnarly. They’ve got champagne out but only Bill and Mr. Thompson are drinking.
Bill: Come on Mark, have a glass with us!
Mark Mania: Are you kidding? I’ve got to go up against Arkia Fisk in like 5 minutes.
Bill: Have a little champagne, loosen up those muscles.
Mark Mania: Thanks Bill, after the match will be fine.
Bill and Mr. Thompson shrug their shoulders and pour back their champagne. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Mark looks up, Mr. Thompson stands up to open the door. A young man is standing there with a letter in his hand.
Mark Mania: What’s up kid?
Young Man With Letter In Hand: Are you Mark Mania?
Mark laughs.
Mark Mania: What am I, getting served here? Yeah, I’m Mark Mania.
YMWLIH: I’ve been instructed to give you this letter.
The young man hands over the letter.
Young Man Without Letter In Hand: Thank you sir.
Mark Mania: Yeah, okay kid.
Mark’s smiling as patting the kid on the back as he leaves. He opens up the letter and quickly his smile fades.
Mark Mania: That son of a bitch!
Jim Thompson: What’s going on?
Mark hands the letter to Mr. Thompson as he’s pacing back and forth. Mr. Thompson reads the letter outloud.
Mark Mania: What the hell is this Jim? Can he do this?
Jim Thompson: I don’t know, I have to go to my office.
Mr. Thompson puts his champagne down in a hurry and runs out of the room.
Mark Mania: I’m going to kill him, I’m going to kill him!
Mark starts to open the door to run out but is stopped by an APW Employee.
APW Employee: Mr. Mania, they’re starting your music in thirty seconds, you’ve got to go.
Mark looks at him in bewilderment.
Mark Mania: What are you talking about?
APW Employee: Your match against Ms. Fisk. It starts now!
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 10:52:27 GMT -4
"Far Cry" by Rush 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 hands raised high.
Paige: Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 235lbs, MARK MANIA!!!!
He stands at the top of the ramp and slaps his chest towards the crowd. He walks down the ramp quickly and slides under the bottom rope. He pops up bounces off the far ropes. He comes back to the center of the ring and slaps his chest again.
Paige: And his opponent.
"See, I believe in Money, Power, and Respect. First you get the money, then you get the muthafuckin power, after you get the fuckin' power muthafuckers will RESPECT you."
Lil Kim's voice starts off the track as "Money, Power, Respect" by The Lox feat DMX/Lil Kim hits the PA system. Green pryos shoot off into the air as Ms. Busine$$ slowly walks out through the light smoke that follows from the pyros standing on the stand with a big smile upon her face. She has on her wrestling gear with her signature pinstripe fedora hat upon her head. As the crowd cheers she looks out through the crowd before pointing up toward the ceiling in a circular motion to cue the rainfall of $100 dollar bills throughout the crowd causing the fans to go into a grabbing frenzy toward the pure Benjamins.
Paige: From Newark, New Jersey, ARKIA FISK!!.
As she walks toward the ring she slaps a few hands and smiles toward the kids giving one the hat off her head before jogging her way to slide under the bottom rope into the ring standing inside the middle of the ring pointing out toward the fans with posters supporting her. She smiles toward them and walks toward a corner to stretch as her music fades.
Harvey: How in the hell is Mark Mania supposed to concentrate after that news?
Chase: He should be ecstatic, CJ Gates is one of the most brilliant minds of our generation.
Harvey: Ecstatic? He just had his life work stolen from him!
Chase: All’s fair in love, war, and taxes.
Harvey: I think you’ve got that confused.
Chase: Don’t be such a stick in the mud Harvey, we’ve got a match going on here.
Arkia Fisk and Mark Mania circle each other in the ring. Mark doesn’t quite look himself. The bell tolls and the two both lunge forward at each other and grapple. They push each other back and forth a few times. Mark plants his feet and tosses Arkia off and into the corner. She smiles and attacks with another grapple. They wrestle each other around even more. Again, Mark plants his feet and tosses Fisk into the corner. Fisk smiles at Mark again and gets calmly out of the corner. She fakes forward towards Mark who comes at her in response. Fisk drops to the ground and hits a beautiful drop toe hold on Mania!
Mark goes down hard face first but pops right up. Fisk is there to meet him with a strong punch. It takes Mark back a bit but he offers a punch in return. The two fire punches back and forth and the crowd loves it.
Harvey: The crowd is going crazy for these two! It’s great to see.
Chase: Yeah, I love seeing them both get beat up.
Mark winds up for a haymaker and Arkia ducks under it, runs off the ropes, jumps up looking for an elbow, but Mania catches her. He swings her 180 degrees and lands a hard body slam. Mark pops up as Fisk grabs at her back. Mark bounces off the ropes and tries to hit an elbow drop but Fisk gets out of the way! Mark pops up but Fisk is ready, she grabs Mania’s neck and very quickly hits a snap suplex. Fisk gets right up. Mark grabs the back of his head for a second but pops up as well. This time Fisk grabs him around the waist and hits a huge belly to belly suplex!
Harvey: What a move there by Fisk!
Fisk pops up but to her surprise, Mark, despite grabbing his back in pain, gets right up with her. Fisk is starting to look frustrated. She grabs Mark, whips him into the ropes, Mania comes back at Arkia and she jumps up and hits a perfect hurricanrana! This time Fisk is up and Mania stays down. Arkia doesn’t take any time off and walks over to Mark, jumps up and hits a big elbow. She rolls off him into a standing position. She puts her boot right at Marks head, and then falls with all her body weight and hits a knee off Mania’s forehead.
Arkia stays down and starts pouring punches onto Mark. The referee is counting for Fisk to break. She finally does and gets back up. She bounces off the ropes tries to hit a splash on Mania but he just barely rolls out of the way. Fisk hits hard on her stomach and she belly flops into the canvas. Mark starts to stand up but Fisk is getting up quicker. As they’re both about to their feet, Fisk drives a huge knee into Mark’s chest and pushes him into the corner. Arkia starts hitting more knees to the midsection, Mania meanwhile just taking each blow, looking worse and worse after every hit. Arkia pulls away to get momentum, she rushes at the corner and jumps but Mark moves out of the way. She goes head first into the turnbuckle.
Chase: Finally good to see Fisk get what’s coming to her.
Harvey: Get what’s coming to her!? She got jumped last week!
Chase: That was last week Darren! Keep up!
Fisk bounces out of the corner, Mark looking ready, grabs her in a headlock and in a swift motion jumps and hits a beautiful bulldog. Mark and Fisk both go down to the mat. Both fighters pop up but Mark is ready as Fisk throws a wild haymaker. He dekes out of the way and now Fisk’s back is to him. Mark grabs her around the midsection and tosses her hitting a great German suplex. Arkia goes down hard on the back of her neck and head.
Mania gets up and walks over to Fisk. He grabs her by the back of the hair to pick her up. As she’s getting up, Fisk hits a big elbow into Mania’s stomach. Mark reacts by throwing her in a headlock. Fisk hits another elbow that clearly hurts Mark but he holds onto the lock. Fisk realizes the elbows aren’t enough. She wraps her arms around Mark and tries to lift him up for a back body slam. Mania leverages and comes back down on his feet, headlock still on. He wrenches Fisk’s neck a little bit. Fisk throws another elbow that again clearly hurts Mania. Fisk tries to get out of the hold but Mark turns and nails a perfect judo throw to land right on top of Fisk while holding the headlock.
Harvey: Looks like Mark has learned some new moves while APW has been away.
Chase: Really? I thought he just looked a little fatter.
Now on the ground the referee comes to break up the hold. Mark is trying to yell that it’s a legal move, the ref argues that it’s a choke. Mark releases the hold. He stands up as Arkia is rubbing her neck in pain. She looks up at Mark pissed. Mark is still arguing with the ref about the hold. To no avail whatsoever, Mark turns away from the ref and back towards Fisk. Arkia has gotten her strength back, rushes at Mark and hits a huge spear. Mark goes down like a ton of bricks.
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Harvey: Mania was clearly distracted and Arkia really took advantage. Almost had an ending to this match right there.
Chase: I’ve been waiting for this match to be finished all night.
Fisk is noticeably angry at the referee after the 2-count.
Harvey: Both competitors angry with the referee tonight.
Chase: Won’t win them any points with management that’s for sure.
Arkia goes over to Mark and stomps a boot into his side. Mark grabs his side in pain. Fisk does it again. Mark after absorbing the hit tries to roll away. Fisk grabs him by the head and picks him up. She hits a big uppercut with her bicep that sends Mark stumbling backwards into the ropes. Fisk follows the momentum and grabs Mania’s arm and flings him into the opposite ropes. Mark comes hurling back and his momentum is stopped immediately by a spinning heel kick from Arkia Fisk!
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Harvey: Textbook work here from Arkia Fisk, but Mark Mania will just not go away.
Chase: I’ve always hated that about Mark. He just won’t go away.
Again Fisk looks upset after the two-count. She thought she had Mania put away. This time there is no protesting the referee. She quickly goes over to Mark and lifts him by the head. She drags him into the corner. She hops up onto the top rope getting Mark ready for a spinning DDT. She leaps off the top and spins but Mark grabs her midsection and tosses her across the ring. Fisk lands hard on her stomach but pops up and charges after Mark. Mania counters by lunging forward and throwing his elbow at Fisk’s forehead. She goes down hard.
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Harvey: Mania had to know that wasn’t going to be enough.
Chase: I’m surprised if he knows anything.
Harvey: What are you talking about? He’s been running a successful company!
Chase: Has he Darren, has he?
Mark lifts up Fisk after the two-count and wraps his arm around her head. His other arm grabs Fisk’s leg and hooks it. He lifts her up and hits a fisherman suplex! He holds onto it and tries for another pin.
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Harvey: Close call there! What a great move by Mark Mania!
Chase: Eh, wasn’t bad.
Arkia kicks out of the pin attempt and both wrestlers get to their feet. Arkia charges at Mania and forces him into the corner. She climbs up onto the second rope and tries to get Mark around the head for a spinning DDT. Mania counters with a punch upwards. He starts to climb the rope up after her, punching all along. Now Mark gets his arm over Fisk’s head. Mark looks backwards and jumps hitting the Crazy DDT!
Harvey: We haven’t see that move in quite a while from Mania.
Chase: I remember him with a mask, he looked better that way.
Both wrestlers go down hard. Fisk is noticeably hurt. Mark gets up with what looks like all of his effort. He grabs Fisk by the back of the head and struggles to lift her. He puts her head between his legs, hooks her arms and hits the MANIA MADNESS!
Mark goes for the pin.
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Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, MARK MANIA!
Harvey: What a huge win for Mark Mania here, beating arguable the most decorated Phoenix Wrestling athlete ever.
Chase: It’s too bad he doesn’t have a company headquarters to go back and celebrate in anymore.
The scene opens up backstage in the locker room area. We are inside of a locker room where we see Buckson Gooch, dressed in a black three piece suit, stands with his arms crossed. In front of him, sitting behind a table is C.J. Gates. He eyes Buckson cautiously.
C.J. Gates: I did say that you could sit down, right?
Buckson Gooch: I'm fine standing. I ain't going to sit down for nobody.
C.J. Gates: I guess I have to respect that.
Gates looks around the room as he sits back in the chair.
C.J. Gates: Alright, well then. We're on the same page, right? Last week wasn't one of those deals where you help me only to stomp a hole in me the very next week.
Buckson Gooch smirks.
Buckson Gooch: As long as you hold up your end of the deal, then everything will work out fine.
C.J. Gates: With what we've talked about here, you can be sure that I will come through on my end. After watching you take out Mania with such ease, working with you was something that just made sense.
Buckson Gooch: And as long as you don't screw me over, then we're all good. We will be able to work together and embarass everyone in the process.
C.J. Gates: Excellent, good to know. Then it's all set.
Gates stands up and offers his hand to Gooch, which Gooch shakes with a smile.
Buckson Gooch: Excellent.
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Post by Johnny Rebel on Aug 7, 2015 17:46:15 GMT -4
APW returns to ringside with Darren Harvey literally standing on his feet as the fans behind him do everything they possibly can to get in on the camera shot.
Harvey: We're back ladies and gentlemen, and this match is surely poised to explode here this evening. Let's get to ringside for our main event of the evening!
Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall and is a six-man tag! Coming to the ring first, they are the team of C.J. Gates, Buckson Gooch and Crusher Crenshaw!
The lights begin to flash white and green as "Jesus Christ Pose" begins to play throughout the arena. C.J. Gates jogs out onto the stage, cowboy hat and all, to a chorus of boos from the fans. A slight smirk can be seen on his face as he makes his way down to the ring, ignoring all of the fans at ringside. Buckson Gooch is slowly pacing behind him - while Crusher Crenshaw slithers his way to bring up the rear. Gates slides into the ring under the bottom rope and makes his way to the nearest corner, climbing up the turnbuckles and holding both arms straight out at his sides. After moments he drops down and proceeds to the opposite corner, making the exact same pose.
Gooch stands with his arms folded across his chest and Crenshaw hunkers down in the corner, awaiting their opponents.
Harvey: I'm going to have nightmares over Crenshaw for months. He gives me the heebeejeebies!
Paige: And their opponents, the team of Sally Talfourd and the Dying Breed!
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 LCD screens around 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 LCD 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 whistling cutting through the silence. The crowd reaction is mixed, with cheers and boos coming from different parts of the arena. The screens up the stage area still show the silhouette of the three - Sally, Jair Hopkins and Anthony Bailey. They strut down to the ring and slide underneath the bottom rope, each taking a corner turnbuckle to appease the fans.
Main Event: Sally Talfourd & The Dying Breed (Anthony Bailey and Jair Hopkins) vs. Buckson Gooch, CJ Gates and Crusher Crenshaw
Sally Talfourd and Crusher Crenshaw exchange punches, back and forth action until Sally Talfourd rolls behind Crusher Crenshaw ducking his retaliation punch and when Crenshaw spins around he eats a springboard dropkick. Sally Talfourd then grabs Crenshaw by the scruff of the neck and puts him in the nearest available corner to start stomping a mudhole. She tags Bailey who lashes out with a swinging right but Crenshaw kicks Bailey off and pulls himself to his feet. Bailey comes back with more shots but Crusher ducks underneath it and swings out with a low kick to the side of Bailey's knee, then pushes him back with a stiff boot to the chest that sends him staggering towards the ropes. Gooch punches Bailey in the back of the head hard and he sprawls on the mat. Crenshaw covers!
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Sally Talfourd and J-Hop enter the ring and start a buzzsaw of attacks on Crenshaw. In the melee the referee is struck in the head and rolls out of the ring where a pool of blood begins to form. Sally Talfourd rushes over to CJ Gates who steps back. Before Sally knows it, Gooch is in her way. Gooch throws another wild punch like the one that laid out Bailey, but SalTal blocks it and drops with a sick dropkick to the knee of Buckson Gooch. The large Gooch drops to one knee and as Sally is ready to kick his head off she eats a Ghetto Blaster style kick to the neck from CJ Gates. The crowd boo’s mercilessly.
Harvey: CJ Gates takes it to Sally Talfourd with a stunning kick that sends Sally to the mat!
CJ Gates drops a knee in the stomach of Sally and then sends her sprinting across the ring ready for a rebound attack but Sally Talfourd ducks the clothesline attempt and slams on the breaks. Spinning around, Gooch grabs Sally Talfourd and almost sidewalk slams her through the ring! J-Hop and Crenshaw have started brawling. Hopkins is hitting flurries of punches that sting Crenshaw, but Crenshaw will swat some away and hit a mighty blow that staggers J-Hop. Crenshaw finally grabs J-Hop and sends him to the outside as they continue to brawl.
Bailey staggers to his feet and rolls out to aid J-Hop.
A NEW REFEREE RUNS DOWN AND SLIDES INTO THE RING! He gets law and order settled threatening Disqualification. He jumps out of the ring and gets between the Dying Breed and Crusher Crenshaw. He points to J-Hop and Buckson Gooch and says they are the legal men. The other official is carted out on a stretcher.
J-Hop rather surprisingly seems just as eager to face Gooch as Gooch is him. The two former friends charge at each other locking up with a collar and elbow tie-up which Gooch wins out with size and strength by twisting into a rear waist lock but instead of going for a slam of sorts, he pushes J-Hop forward a few steps and then turns him around to hit him with a jaw jacking right hand, followed by another, another, and another still before delivering a short arm lariat. J-Hop hits the canvas hard and Gooch slowly backs up and bounces off the ropes for a jumping elbow drop...J-HOP MOVES!
Harvey: It's a shame to think I used to like Buckson Gooch!
Chase: He finally said what we are all thinking...besides, he looks much better in a suit and he doesn't smell like a wet fart!
Gooch gets to his feet but eats a kick to the face from J-Hop! His hands grip his face and blood starts gushing from between his fingers. J-Hop reaches over for a hot Anthony Bailey tag. Bailey puts a kick straight through Gooch's midsection and doubles him over and follows up with a stiff DDT that knocks Gooch back to his farm and makes his eyes roll into the back of his head. Bailey climbs to the top rope with a knee first drop to Gooch’s bloody face. Gooch rolls over to his stomach kicking his legs in pain. Bailey rolls him over.
1 . . . 2 . . CRENSHAW MAKES THE SAVE!
Harvey: Too close for comfort! Look at Buckson Gooch catching the beating that he so deserves!
Chase: Nobody deserves that kind of beatdown, Darren. It's like C.J's just letting him take the brunt of the damage here tonight.
Bailey grabs Gooch and tries to drag him to the corner for a tag with Sally Talfourd but Gooch springs into life and kicks him square in the groin. Gooch gets to his feet, but is practically blind as his eyes are starting to blacken up. He hears Anthony Bailey and lunges at AB with a big time fore-arm that Bailey easily avoids. Gooch grabs blindly and finds Bailey’s neck and hits a punch to the midsection and goes for a stump puller piledriver but the quicker Bailey hits a quick counter, twisting out and kicking Gooch in the stomach and landing a a sick facebuster on the Director of the Deception Divison. CJ Gates and Crusher Crenshaw jump in the ring before a cover can be made but Sally Talfourd and J-Hop meet them in the ring. Bailey makes a tag to J-Hop and a melee ensues.
Chase: Once again this match falls apart into madness! Gooch and J-Hop are the legal men but Bailey, Gates, Crusher Crenshaw and Sally Talfourd are doing battle in the ring! Gates and SalTal fall to the mat and roll out of the ring trading punches.
Harvey: In the ring J-Hop appears to have the advantage!
Crenshaw sends Bailey to ringside and grabs the leg of Gooch and drags him to their corner and tags him. Crusher Crenshaw sneers as he’s ready to eat J-Hop alive, but Anthony Bailey has climbed the top rope and a missile dropkick wrecks the proceedings. Sally Talfourd and CJ Gates continue to trade blows on the outside.
Harvey: THAT’S MARK MANIA SURROUNDED BY SECURITY! HE’S BRANDISHING AN ENVELOPE OF SOME KIND!
Chase: WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?!?!?!
Gooch gets back into the ring and squares up to fight. Aria Fisk comes on the big screen with a giggle and Gates ducks into the ring behind Gooch. Bailey, SalTal, and J-Hop all send Crenshaw to the outside, Gates turns around and sees the three of them charging, he slides out of the ring and heads into the crowd. The three hit a triple dropkick to the back of Gooch and he springs forward to the ropes, SALLY HITS A ROLL UP!
1! . . 2! . . 3!
Winners: J-Hop, Sally Talfourd and Anthony Bailey
Crenshaw is smart enough to stay out of the fracas as the three grab a handful of Gooch's suit and send him flying over the top rope to the outside. APW's Deception ends with Sally, The Dying Breed and Mark Mania standing in the middle of the ring - and with C.J. Gates being harassed in the aisles by as many fans as possible. The APW logo flashes with a close-up of Peter Enswald and Johnny Rebel watching on a monitor from the back. |
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