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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 19:59:43 GMT -4
Harvey: Welcome everyone to Thursday Night Overdrive and we are kicking off the show backstage as someone has just showed up to the arenaThe camera switches to backstage as a limousine pulls into the Honda Center parking lot, pulling up to the staff entrance. The vehicle stops, and out steps the driver. He opens the back door for none other than Terry Marvin himself! Marvin: You idiot, you know I’M the show opener! How could you let me get here so late?!Driver: Well sir, with the added security stops, and California traffic, it was difficult to- Marvin: Excuses, excuses! I’m tired of this half-rate attitude every in this company seems to have! I mean, we’ve got homesless bums hanging out outside the arena entrance!Marvin points over towards a hooded homeless man leaning against the wall. Marvin just spits on the driver’s shoes. Marvin: I guarantee the first thing I’m going to do when I’m Undisputed Champion is make sure that you’re fired! You, and the rest of this incompetent security that can’t seem to understand that I can handle myself-Suddenly, a rock flies through the air and cracks the windshield right next to Terry Marvin! Startled, he turns towards the rock-thrower…the homeless man! Marvin: Are you FREAKING serious right now? Did that welfare BUM just throw a rock at me?!Driver: I believe he did- Marvin: And why didn’t you stop him, you idiot?!Marvin turns back towards the homeless man, whose head is still hidden under his hood. Marvin: Do you want me to stomp the last bits of breath out of your alcoholic, drug-filled body? How DARE you disrespect me by even being in my presence, you no-good leech on society-*Crack*Another rock bounces off a window, causing Terry Marvin to jump! He stumbles, before moving towards the homeless man! Marvin: That’s IT! I am not going to be embarrassed by some DEGENERATE idiot in MY company-???: Then you’d better not show up for the Main Event.The voice sends a chill through Terry Marvin as the man lifts his hood…revealing him to be Kurt Noble!!! Terry Marvin scrambles back, his eyes popping out of his eye sockets! Marvin: GET SECURITY YOU IDIOT! SECURITY, I’M BEING ATTACKED!Noble makes no effort to move towards Marvin as he hops on the other side of the limo climbing back in! Marvin: DRIVE YOU IDIOT!Security begins to move through the exits, but Noble makes no effort to move towards the limo. Instead, he merely grins as he tosses one rock up and down in his hand. Noble: If I really wanted you right now Terry…this rock would have busted your teeth already. If you think this is your punishment for what you did to my wife…then this is going to be a very uncomfortable night for you. Your punishment is going to be much more severe.The limo speeds off as security grabs Noble, and Terry tells out through a busted window. Marvin: You want to play mind-games? FINE! LET'S PLAY!The limo speeds off as Noble grins. Harvey: I don’t know what just happened, but I get the sense that Kurt Noble is starting to move in on Terry Marvin after what happened at the end of last week’s Overdrive!Chase: Someone get a restraining order placed on Kurt Noble!
The scene switches to the ring where Nicky Paige is ready to announce the opening match "Tom Sawyer" by Rush blasts over the PA as the unforgettable guitar riff from Geddy Lee takes the crowd by storm. After the first two riffs, The Hitman makes his way out from backstage and raises both arms high into the air while walking down the ramp. Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, hailing from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds, he is the APW Xtreme Champion... 'The Hitman' STEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE STRYKERRRR!As he gets booed he only treats them like cheers and continues to amp himself up. He slides in the ring and bounces off of each rope and gets himself ready for the match, but immediately the lights in the arena shut out and his music is replaced with-- “ALL OF THE LIGHTS”Fireworks go off in time with the bass to the song as a large, dark silhouette appears on the stage. It stands still as a statue as the music continues and the capacity crowd cheers its collective heart out. Paige: And his opponent, from New York City! Weighing two-hundred and seventy-five pounds...THE BIG APPLE ASSKICKER, A.C. SMITH!The lights slowly come back on around the building, and only now does the big man move down the aisle. He confidently surveys the scene around him and touches the outstretched hands of fans as the chorus kicks in.
“Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need
Want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the liiiiights...”Chase: And here comes the man that ASSAULTED Biggs last week. This monster.Harvey: It was a unique display from A.C. Smith to say the least. I think his loss the week prior to Michael Harris put him in an entirely different zone. It's the kind of mentality he's going to need against Stryker this week, a man that's shown that he'll do whatever it takes to win. The Xtreme Champion. Smith soaks in the admiration as he pauses just for a moment at the ringside steps. However, the multiple-time world champion quickly pops up to the apron, runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and poses atop it to more cheers from the crowd. After a few seconds, Smith pivots and jumps down to the ring, where he begins to loosen up for his upcoming match. Harvey: And this one could get ugly in a hurr--Anaheim reacts in a loud mixed reaction as "Helter Skelter" by the Beatles blasts over the PA system, sending multi-colored sporadic strobelights dancing through the arena. It is only seconds before Evan Envi makes his way from behind the curtains, dressed ready to compete, though sporting a #Nightmarefuel t-shirt. He shoots some unsupportive members of the audience an annoyed glance as he passes by on his way around the ring. Harvey: What business does Envi have out here?Chase: He's EVAN ENVI!Harvey: Which again, begs he question, what business--?Chase: Shut up, he's coming over here.Our camera briefly focuses on the amused smirk of Steve Stryker and the death-glare in Envi's direction courtesy of A.C. Smith before focusing on the announce table as Evan takes a seat, pulling a headset up. He gives Smith a look that suggests genuine confusion, mouthing "what?" with an innocent shrug before putting his headset on as the bell rings. Non-Title Match
A.C. Smith vs Steve Stryker (c)
Stryker runs at the distracted Smith, going for a Clothesline to the back of the big man, but Smith seems to expect it and throws himself back, driving an elbow into Stryker's sternum. Stryker groans and goes stiff for a moment. Smith whips around and scoops Stryker clean off of his feet with a Sidewalk Slam! Stryker rolls away, pulling himself up with some mild effort. Smith follows up with two hard shots to the jaw and goes to Irish Whip Stryker across the ring-- but Stryker reverses his attempt in the middle of the ring. He kicks Smith's arm away, causing Smith to recoil in pain as Stryker sprints across the ring rebounding off the ropes. Before he can even reach the center of the ring, however, Smith strides forward and delivers a Powerslam. Anaheim applauds and Smith pulls himself to his feet, waiting for the groggy Stryker to get up.
Harvey: And look at the strength from Smith! Stryker is NOT a lightweight and Smith is throwing him around the ring like it's nothing.
Chase: Did you even welcome our guest to the table...?
Harvey: I was actually paying attention to the match at hand. The match that was advertised. If Evan was scheduled to come down--
Evan: Oh, so now I have to be ADVERTISED for you to be polite to me? That's real nice.
Smith smashes his knee into Stryker's midsection as he gets to his feet, followed by a clubbing blow to the back, knocking Steve to his knees. This time it's Smith that rebounds off the ropes, coming back at Stryker for a Big Boot straight to the forehead...
...And Stryker dives out of the way at the last second, catching Smith with a hard closed fist to the kidneys followed by a Schoolboy Roll-Up!
Harvey: Ohmygod, Smith's stunned, this is it!
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Evan: Did you see that punch? I bet you that jerk Smith's pissing blood for a week. Serves him right, too. Did you SEE what he did to Biggs last week?
Chase: RIGHT?!
Evan: So rude. I sure hope someone teaches him a lesson, that DAMN Smith!
Harvey: Hm.
Stryker slaps on a Side Headlock as Smith reaches his knees, driving all of his weight down to Smith's neck. Smith cries out in pain, falling to his stomach. He tries to pry Stryker's arms off of him, but Stryker wrenches the hold, throwing his own body back and forth to apply pressure. Quickly, Smith's face turns red, but he returns to his feet again, grabbing Stryker under his knees and lifting him up for a Back Suplex, which isn't as clean as usual. Stryker lands on his side, up within seconds because Smith doesn't get the usual impact. He reaches his feet at the same time as Smith and hits him with an open-hand to the jaw that reels the New York native. Stryker hits a knee to Smith's midsection-- payback from before-- and then hooks Smith for a Fisherman's Suplex, nailing it and holding it for the cover!
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Evan: Look at how damn slow that count was! This whole thing's a conspiracy, y'know.
Chase: Oh, I know!
Harvey: Chase!
The Hitman forces Smith to his feet and throws him into corner, striding forward and leaping up to the second rope, raining right hands down across Smith's temple and forehead. Stryker makes it to six before Smith shoves him from the turnbuckles. Stryker stumbles back-- and dodges a Clothesline from Smith, who hits the ropes and comes toward a waiting Stryker again. Stryer runs forward, driving his knee into Smith's stomach. Smith flips onto his spine onto the mat and Stryker immediately rushes him with hard stomps to the sternum and shoulders. Smith covers up, quickly rolling to the ropes to stop the assault.
Harvey: And there's that brawler style the Xtreme Champion's been showing lately.
Evan: Good. He'll need it to take out A.C. Smith, that bastard.
Smith looks dazed as he gets to his feet again, the referee demanding Stryker stay back. For several moments, Smith simply regains his footing before the impatient Stryker charges him, going for a Lariat. But Smith ducks down, hoisting him up and over the top rope with a Back Body Drop! Stryker falls hard onto the floor on the outside, going limp as he does so, just feet from the announce table. Anaheim roars in approval and Smith drops to a seated position, gazing down at the fallen Xtreme Champion.
Chase: Was THAT necessary? This guy's a sadist!
Smith finally slides out of the ring as the referee reaches three in his ten count, and as Stryker begins to stir. Smith hoists him up and delivers a Scoop Slam to Stryker to the edge of the announce table! Several in the audience moan in empathy as Stryker falls onto his back again on the floor, his mouth open in silent pain. Smith's eyes lock eyes with Evan Envi at this point, but Envi meets his boiling look with a cold and contemptuous one, saying nothing. Smith breaks the stare long enough to lift Stryker up again, driving him spine-first into the ringside barricade! Stryker groans, trying his best to not howl out from pain. Smith goes for a punch straight to Stryker's jaw, but Stryker blocks it-- and gouges the eyes, unbeknownst to the referee!
The "Big Apple Asskicker" is stunned, and Anaheim, California is booing the Xtreme Champion at the top of their lungs. Smith is pummeled with more hard rights and lefts before Stryker rolls him under the ring beneath the bottom rope. Smith reaches the center of the ring, shoving himself to his feet. Stryker is already on the assault, nailing a Flying Forearm to his throat taking Smith to the canvas, hooking his far leg for the cover.
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Shoulder up by A.C. Smith.
Evan: GOD, how slow could a human being possibly count?! This is bribery! Someone halt that scumbag Smith!
Chase: I've never seen such deliberate favoritism from a referee in my life.
Harvey: ...Are we all calling the same match?
Smith's face is red from the punishment taken in the contest, but Stryker refuses to let him rest. He goes for another Side Headlock, prepared to push all of his weight across Smith's neck, but Smith pops up out of nowhere, his arms around Stryker's waist before nailing a Gutwrench Suplex! Both men are grounded, but both men are up within seconds. Stryker stumbles into a Spear from A.C. Smith, followed by a cover!
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Harvey: Shades of last week there.
Evan: Shades of that jackass Smith's disregard for another man's livelihood. BREAK HIS NECK, STEVE!
A.C. Smith seems to hear Evan, jerking his head in the direction of the announce table for a fraction of a second-- but that's all it takes for Stryker to leap upward, snapping Smith's throat and neck against the top rope. Smith clutches his throat, turning around and dropping to one knee. Stryker climbs back into the ring, carefully measuring up Smith from behind before going for the Full Nelson Slam-- the Bounty Kill!
But Smith spins out of it, taking a hold of Stryker's arm and pulling him into a rough Lariat that forces the champion to spin through the air to the delight of the audience. Stryker's eyes widen as he hits the mat and a "A.C." chant develops amongst the masses. Feeding off of the energy, Smith stalks Stryker from behind this time, waiting for him to get up before locking in a Dragon Sleeper. Anaheim roars, knowing what's next. Smith lifts his free arm into the air and the crowd counts to three each time Smith delivers a vicious blow to the chest of Stryker. Steve Stryker's breathing grows heavy and he's finally dropped with an elbow smash to the neck that grounds the champ. Smith hooks Stryker's near leg, leaning back into the cover.
Harvey: It's over!
Chase: One, two, thre-- shoulder up at the last second by The Hitman! Don't count him out!
Stryker pushes himself up to a seated position, but within a flash Smith hits the ropes and then delivers that boot to the skull he was going for earlier! Stryker flails and hits the mat hard. He is hoisted up again, into a standing headscissors from Smith. He nails a Powerbomb and then signals for the end to the crowd as Stryker writhes in agony on the mat. A.C. Smith hoists Steve Stryker into the air, high above his head, shaaking slightly in the process. He turns around, displaying the Xtreme Champion to the city of Anaheim, who is on their feet for the Big Apple Asskicker.
Evan: The hell?! Gouge his eyes again or somethin', ya putz!
Harvey: Ex...cuse me, did you just call Steve Stryker a 'putz'?
Smith drops Stryker with the Gorilla Press Slam! Stryker arches his back in pain and Smith points to Evan at the announce table as he rebounds off the ropes... But Stryker fights through the pain, rolling once again onto his back unbeknownst to Smith. As soon as Smith comes off of the ropes, Stryker nails a Drop Toehold. Stryker isn't able to capitalize as quickly as pictured due to the pain sustained throughout the match, but he climbs to his feet as Smith is reaching his, delivering a straight fist to the back of Smith's skull-- more shades from the prior week.
Smith hits the mat, face-first and Stryker stands over him, a smirk crossing his face. This time it's Stryker that looks at Evan, and then points to the timekeeper who is holding his Xtreme Championship. Evan simply rolls his eyes, but back in the ring, Stryker locks in the Boston Crab-- the Hitman's Chamber Lock! Smith cries out in pain, reaching for the ropes, but he is directly in the center of the ring.
The man drops down onto his forearms, grunting before twisting onto his back, flinging Stryker into the ropes. As Stryker rebounds off-- Smith lifts him up, catching him in a sit-out body slam-- The Big Apple Slam!
Harvey: OUT OF NOWHERE!
Evan: Ugh.
Smith covers the near leg of the Xtreme Champion.
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Winner: A.C. Smith Paige: YOUR WINNER, A.C. Smith!The crowd roars as "All of the Lights" hits the PA system and the exhausted A.C. Smith climbs to his feet, accepting the raised arm from the referee. Smith raises both fists in the air, but quickly has to drop them to his sides again, gasping in pain from the damage sustained to his body. Harvey: What a great win for Smith tonight, giving him momentum going into his match against Evan Envi in Envi's hometown of Los Angeles in two weeks at Shockwave!Chase: Look out--!Evan Envi slides into the ring behind Smith, casually hopping to his feet and walking over to Smith whose back is turned. Evan steps forward, putting an arm to Smith's shoulder and spins the groggy man around, right into a-- Harvey: No!Evan pauses, simply waving at Smith. He laughs as he backs away from the bigger man, allowing himself to fall out of the ring over the middle rope, landing eerily gracefully on his feet as he does so. Evan pivots and marches up the ramp, a satisfied smile on his face, though Smith wears one of disapproval. He shakes his head, muttering something under his breath as we cut to a commercial.
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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 20:04:52 GMT -4
The crowd in the arena are buzzing after a cracking show so far, when all of a sudden the titantron bursts into life and standing there with microphone in hand is none other than back stage reporter for Overdrive Shane West. West: Lady's and Gentleman, please welcome my guest. The man that nearly knocked off Jason Kash in the main event on Meltdown on Monday night, he is Yarmouth!The crowd gives a huge cheer for the former Overdrive rookie. Yarmouth walks into camera shot and smiles and gives a nod. West: First off welcome back to Overdrive even though it may be just for one show.The crowd then cheers as Yarmouth then holds his hand over the microphone and glares at Shane West and then rips the Microphone from his hand and shoves the Overdrive reporter out of camera shot Yarmouth then turns to the camera looking a little pissed off. Harvey: Oh hell I think that struck a nerve in Yarmouth.Chase: I think it did he better get the hell out of there if he knows what's good for him, I can't stand Yarmouth but he's one big mother.Yarmouth: I am sick to death of people saying yeah Yarmouth's a good guy but he never gonna win anything, Well that stops tonight! Last Monday night on Meltdown I had a no DQ match against former world champion Jason Kash and came so close to winning. But yet again I go and fail at the last hurdle but that is gonna change here tonight. I have not won a match that matters for a long time, but that will change here tonight! Tonight I have a match with Shadow, Shane Borderland and Young Mannie. Mannie this is the worst time for you to put yourself forward a match like this, A match that I intend to win, and you fella are gonna see what its like to be in the ring with a monster that is pissed off!The crowd cheers for Yarmouth. Yarmouth: Good guy or not, I will win tonight. Shadow you won on Monday night but that will be the only victory you will be celebrating this week cause your head will be served to me on a silver platter. Once I take you out then it's time for Shane Borderland, Jason Kash's former partner and another guy that has defeated me before in the past but not this time you will get hurt in that ring and am gonna be the fella that's gonna hurt you and hurt you bad. Yarmouth then throws the microphone on the floor, and turns round to the studio set that is set up behind him that has the Overdrive logo on it, lifts his boot high in the air and knocks it down breaking the board in two revealing the back stage area with stage hands looking on it shock. Yarmouth then see's a wooden table with a computer on it and walks over and picks up the monitor and throws it to the ground smashing it to peace's and with one hard swing of his fist breaks the table in half then lets out a huge roar and storms of down the corridor as the crowd are stunned at what they have witnessed from Yarmouth. Harvey: Yarmouth has snapped he's destroyed our set up and smashed that computer and table to bits. Chase: I like Yarmouth when he's in this type of mood, Shadow Borderland and Mannie had all better watch out business has just picked up in the shape of a pissed of Yarmouth. The fans come to life as the chorus for “Just Close Your Eyes” begins. Slade emerges from backstage wearing his ring gear and leather jacket. He walks down to the ring with a smile on his face; his shades cover his eyes. Paige: And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas weighing in at 215 lbs, “The Main Man,” Slade Craven!Slade slides under the bottom rope and pops to his feet. He stares across the ring at his opponent, Slade’s smile turns to a smirk. He takes off his sunglasses and coat then hand them to Nicky Paige. He turns back ready to fight. Harvey: Slade has been real impressive lately and he looks like he is ready to fight.Chase: He better be ready fight. He's facing a man that will rip his head off and not think twice about it.In the arena where all the fans sit awaiting the next bit of action to take place. The lights suddenly go out and the titantron comes on only to show a graphic featuring the letters "MH" wrapped in barbwire. It's about that time "Tear It Up" begins to blare over the arena's speakers and there's an instant reaction from the crowd. Some cheered and some booed for the simple fact they knew who was about to appear. A single spotlight shined down on the entrance way as wrestling legend: Michael Harris stepped out from behind the curtains and onto the stage where the spotlight shined down on him. He was dressed in his ring gear with a beanie on his head. Harris simply looked around at the crowd before smirking all cocky like. Moments later he started to make his way down the ramp. Paige: His partner: from Chicago, IL; he weighs 225lbs...MICHAEL HARRIS!Once he had got to the ring he slid into it from under the bottom rope and got up to his feet. His first instinct was to climb the nearest turnbuckle which he did. Harris proceeded to tilt his head back and throw his arms out to the side for his signature "Bow to me" taunt. There was a little more cheering from the crowd at this point. Moments later he took off his beanie tossing it into the crowd and jumped down off the turnbuckle. Harris proceeded to lean in that corner as the lights came back on and his music began to fade. Soon enough it was going to be all about business. Chase: I tell you what Harvey, this guy rigt here is the future of APW. People need to realize that.Harvey: No offense to Harris but it is kind of hard to take tha into consideration when he has been in a slump lately.Chase: I hope he hears you talking trash and comes over here to knock you on your ass.SINGLES MATCH [/u] Slade Craven Vs Michael Harris Upon hearing the bell ring both Harris and Craven started to circle around each other. Moments later the two of them locked up in the center of the ring. Harris was quick to place Craven in a side headlock. The headlock wouldn’t last long though as Craven wrapped his arms around the waist of Harris and backed up against the ropes before shooting him off. Harris hit the ropes and came back as Craven leaped over him. Harris hit the ropes a second time but this time grabbed a hold of them stopping himself from bouncing back. Craven had turned around and was taunting Harris to come at him. Chase: Smart move on Harris’s part to slow things down. Anytime this clown gets going with that high speed crap the match suffers.Harvey: I wouldn’t say the match suffers. In fact our fans love the high speed pace type of offense Craven brings every single week.Chase: Yeah, well I think it’s obvious that these fans have no idea what is good and bad anyway.Harris started to walk around the ring creating a circle once again. The two men went to lock right back up but this time Harris shot behind Craven wrapping his arms around his waist. Craven quickly tossed an elbow backward connecting with an elbow to Harris’s head. He stumbled away as Craven grabbed a hold of Harris and then whipped him towards the corner. Craven quickly charged the corner and popped himself up on the second ropes. That’s when he grabbed a hold of Harris’s head and flipped him out of the corner with a monkey style flip. Harris hit the mat which a huge thud. Harvey: Textbook monkey flip right there. Slade turned Harris inside out.Chase: How can you sit there and comment like that was a great move? That guy could have seriously hurt Harris and an injury to Harris wouldn’t be good. He is one of the hottest commodities in APW right now.Harvey: This is wrestling, not ballet. If you can’t take a couple bumps and bruises then you shouldn’t be in this business. I am sure Harris of all people knows that.Harris rolled onto his stomach and started to push himself up to his feet. Once he was up all the way Craven charged across the ring and hit a dropkick on Harris that sent him flying out of the ring and through the middle ropes. Fans were going wild as Harris tried to regain his composure on the outside. Craven started to back up again before charging across the ring a second time. It appeared that he was about to hit a suicide dive through the ropes when Harris suddenly brought his feet up kicking Craven square in the head before he could finish the dive. Craven went limp there on the ropes as Harris grabbed a hold of his head and then hit a dangerous DDT slamming Craven head first into the floor. Harvey: That was a great counter by Harris. Slade might find himself in some trouble now folks.Chase: Ha! It serves Slade right for trying to take a risk.Harris stood there smirking while holding his arms out in a cocky manner. Boos just rang out throughout the arena. He then put his attention right back on Craven pulling him up off the floor before rolling him into the ring. Harris slid into the ring himself before he proceeded to make the cover on Craven with an attempt to put this match away. 1 . . . . 2 . . . KICKOUT! Craven managed to pop his shoulder up not long after the two count. Harris kept his cool as he pulled him up to his feet. He proceeded to charge backwards slamming him into the corner. Harris then grabbed a hold of Craven and lifted him up putting him on the top rope into a sitting position. That’s when Harris started to climb the ropes too seeing as he had some kind of trick in store. Chase: Now this is how you do things properly. Harris is about to teach Slade a real lesson.Harvey: Whatever he has planned… Wait, what a minute what is this?!Harris was just about to connect with a hurricanrana off the top rope when Craven countered leaping off the top rope and slammed him down into the center of the ring with a powerbomb. Harris laid flat in a prone position as Craven hooked both of Harris’s legs and placed his legs on Harris’s shoulders to keep them down on the mat as he tried to gain the victory. 1 . . . . 2 . . . . THR…NO! Harris literally got his shoulder up at the last possible second. Craven slowly pushed himself to his feet shaking his head a bit. He reached down and grabbed a hold of Harris starting to pull him up off the mat. He proceeded to hoist Harris up into the air before dropping him straight down on his neck in the center of the ring for a brainbuster. Harris once again laid there on the mat showing no signs of movement. Chase: He could have broken his neck! I swear Slade is one of the most dangerous and unprofessional people to ever step into that ring!Harvey: But yet when Harris gave Slade a DDT to the outside earlier you didn’t say anything.Chase: That was different and it was out of self-defense!Harvey: Oh you are full of crap Harvey, and you know it.By now Craven was out on the apron as he grabbed a hold of the top rope and used it to springboard himself into the ring. He was going for the 450 Splash but at the last second Harris rolled out of the way causing Craven to smack the mat with his chest. There was clearly nobody home and it caused quite a bit of damage. Craven got to his feet holding his chest in pain. He turned around to face Harris and that’s when he was met with “The Brooklyn Knockout.” Craven laid there out cold before Harris dropped down and made the cover on him. 1 . . . 2 . . . . THR-NO!!! Harvey: Ladies and gentlemen, I could only imagine that Slade kicked out on pure instinct just then!Chase: How the hell did that happen?! No one kicks out of the Brooklyn Knockout!Harvey: Well that theory was just proven wrong.Chase: Come on Harris! Get up and finish this thing.Harris couldn’t believe it. He got to his feet and proceeded to corner the referee. He started to rant and rave about how it was a three count. All this time Craven was starting to get up to his feet holding his ribs. Once Harris took notice to the crowd reaction. It caused him to turn around but it was a little too late for him to do anything. Craven managed to catch Harris right on the chin with “Click Kick.” Harris hit the mat with a thud and the crowd exploded with cheers as it appeared to be over. Craven fell forward throwing his arm over Harris’s chest for the pin hoping things were going to be over. 1 . . . . 2 . . . . THRE-NO! Chase: Thank the baby jesus! Harris is still alive!Harvey: That was close. All that arguing with the referee nearly cost Harris the match.Craven looked up a little shocked himself that the Superkick wasn’t enough to put him down. Craven pushed himself up to his feet and began to wait for Harris to get up to his own feet. Moments later Harris pushed himself up to his feet and turned around. That’s when Craven kicked Harris in the gut and attempted to hit “The Fly Fly.” But before he could connect with it, Harris slipped out of it and rolled Craven up. For extra leverage he grabbed a hold of the tights without the referee’s notice. 1 . . . 2 . . . . . 3 Winner: Michael Harris[/center] Harris released the tights of Craven and slid out of the ring of the ring raising his hands above his head. Craven sat up on his knees in the ring realized that Harris had just pulled a fast one over on him. He wasn’t happy and neither were the fans as they expressed it. Harvey: What a cheap way to end the match. Leave it to Harris to rip everyone off like that and cheat using the tights.Chase: You must be losing your mind or something. I didn’t see Harris grab the tights. I saw a nice clean win.Harvey: Mhm, sure you did Chase. Sure you did.Harris started to walk back up the ramp slowly taking a chance to look around at all the booing fans. About that time though the boos turned to cheers. It caused some confusion for Harris which forced him to turn around. No sooner than he did he was met with a piece of championship gold across his head. Harris laid there flat on the steel ramp as Carmen Rivera stood over him placing her North American Championship over her shoulder. Carmen just giggled like a little school girl as she continued to stand over Harris. Then the cameras cut to the backstage area. The scene opens backstage. Mark Mania is knocking on a door marked “President Jeff”. Mark Mania: I know you’re in there! Open up big guy!Mark doesn’t get a response. Mark Mania: That’s how you answer my request for a title match? You put me in a scramble match!? Well, jokes on you Prez! Last time I was in a championship scramble, I walked away with the Xtreme Title, so you just played right into my hands! Mark knocks again. Mark Mania: Ha, ha, ha, real funny! Open up. As Mark is about to knock again Hannah Storm walks by. Hannah Storm: Uh, Mark? Mark Mania: What!? Mark snaps at Hannah, and then realizes who it is. Mark Mania: Oh sorry Hannah, yeah, what’s up? Hannah Storm: President Jeff isn’t in his office. Mark looks at the door and then looks back at Hannah. Mark Mania: Oh. My mistake then. Mark looks down embarrassed and begins to walk away. Hannah Storm: Yeah… well, hey, while you’re here, anything to say about Evan Envi? Mark Mania: Uh, sure, yeah. Mark gets some semblance of control over himself. Mark Mania: You know, I had no idea that Envi had such a tickle in his throat about me. He talks about how I pushed him to the backburner on Meltdown and stole the spotlight. To be honest, I forgot all about it. I mean, I remember headlining the first Meltdown Super Show, but I didn’t remember Evan Envi. Hannah Storm: But, he had just become the North American Champion. Mark Mania: The what? Is that one of those Asylum titles? Hannah Storm: No, it’s the title held on Meltdown. Mark Mania: No kidding? I had no idea. Well, good for him, why doesn’t he bring it to the ring with him? He should be proud to hold a title in APW. Hannah Storm: Well, he lost it a few weeks ago. Mark Mania: Oh, poor guy. Well, persevere right? Either way, I didn’t know he idolized me as much as he did. Sure, I saw some similarities between him and my younger self, but I had no idea that he was a borderline stalker. He wants to build up a business and become a self-made man? Evan, that takes years upon years of hard work and determination. Hannah Storm: What about your match in just a few moments? Mark Mania: Oh that? Well, I was a lot more concerned when I thought the kid wanted to kick my ass. Now that I know all he wants to do is kiss it I’m not really worried. Should be a fun time. Good luck to all competitors in the match. Hannah Storm: The two of you? Mark Mania: Yeah, right. Mark continues to look distracted as he walks away. The scene cuts out and Mark looks at President Jeff’s door once again. |
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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 20:09:22 GMT -4
Anaheim, California roars in a heavily negative reaction as Evan Envi appears on the screen, making his way toward his locker-room, geared and ready for his upcoming match against Mark Mania. Yet, Envi is only a few steps into his journey before he slows to a stop... At first, Envi's eyes widen. His jaw drops a bit, but he closes it in a fraction of a second and smirks up at the slightly taller man standing before him. Our camera pans out, and to the delight of the audience reveals our APW Undisputed Champion himself, Kurt Noble. Noble is seething-- glaring at Evan, clearly and unmistakably livid just upon seeing the young man. Evan is the first to break the silence, standing on his tip-toes to look Noble in the eye. Evan: Hey, bruh. I wanted to say... Good job. Congrats on the big win last week. It-- it's a little painful for me to say but... You did what a champion is supposed to do. I came, looking for a fight, and you-- you answered, Kurt.Envi drops down to his soles but never takes his eyes off of the fuming Undisputed Champion. Evan: You beat me. You protected that title.Evan pokes the championship, which provokes Noble to take a step forward. Evan looks down at the champion's feet and then up at his eyes again, that smirk fading to be replaced with a challenging gaze. Evan: It's just a shame you couldn't protect Amy. Did you see all that blood?The beginnings of a smile form on Evan's lips-- but Kurt cries out, swinging wildly for a horrified Evan's skull. Evan is able to avoid his fist by fractions of an inch, swiftly leaning his head back before pivoting and sprinting in the opposite direction. Kurt: You son of a bitch, I WARNED YOU WHAT WOULD HAPPEN!Kurt seems fully prepared to chase after the younger MegaStar, but he stops-- he quickly stops and sighs, throwing a hand over his face, allowing it to fall slowly as he considers his actions. Kurt takes a deep breath and forces himself with what seems like every fiber in his being to turn the other way, clutching the championship tightly in his left hand, and moving slowly out of frame... Slowly around the corner and toward his own locker-room. Our camera pans down the corridor that Evan disappeared to, catching him from afar as he peeks a head around the corner, chuckling slightly to himself as we fade to black. Backstage, Delikado is sitting in a steel chair, staring ahead off-camera. He sighs heavily as he folds his hands together and leans forward slowly, narrowing his eyes as he focuses dead ahead. Delikado: So…you think you’re ready for this?The Overdrive Champion holds up his hand swiftly, preventing any further noise except himself from being heard. Delikado: Okay, Delikado can tell from just looking at you that you’re feeling some sort of physical anguish. But you know what? That shit fades, like losing your pinky toe. Eventually you’re oblivious to anything that ever happened, because it doesn't really matter. Don't feel bad about what's been done to what's-her-face. But perhaps it’s the mental trauma of what’s gone down that’s weighing so heavily on you right now, in the Overdrive Champion’s presence.Delikado leans back against the steel chair, showing off the title belt around his waist. He strokes it fondly before looking back up. Delikado: So let Delikado ask you something, friend: you ever gone out in a blaze of glory? Even half a glory blaze?The Cuban nods his head slowly and sagely as he rubs his chin in thought. Delikado: Now Delikado’s getting mixed signals, which tells him that you wanna believe you’ve gone down in an epic fashion, but the other signal tells Delikado you’ve just sat there since you were produced, wasting time and taking up space.Delikado kicks his foot forward and the sound of a steel chair clattering can be heard off-camera. The Cuban chuckles softly. Delikado: Check that shit out, you’re okay. Meaning you got half an inch close to going out in a blaze of glory from Delikado’s mighty foot…and you’re still standing. Now pick yourself up, Delikado will even help ya.He leans forward and seems to help someone up off-camera as the sound of the steel chair being adjusted back into its normal position is heard. Delikado: That tell ya something? You belong out there, doing damage on these cocksuckers, with Delikado. You can take it. You can take all they got, and then…well…your record’s pretty good so far in regards to showing how YOU dish out the pain. Is Delikado right?One again Delikado holds up a hand to stop any comments. Delikado: Of course Delikado’s right. Like a BAWSE I’m so right. This title does not just mix with any chump around here. The Overdrive title chooses its master, because the right master—me—knows where to go and who to recruit in seeing its rise to glory being unstoppable. We’re partners, brother and sister—and the title’s the beautiful “girl”, genius, so stop getting any wise ideas in that hard top of yours. The Overdrive Champion sighs and grins mightily. Delikado: The FACT! Delikado’s laying out is that you’re dominant, and Delikado is sure as shit dominant. Put us together with the likes of Marvin and L1 and whoever’s out there, then there ain’t gonna be any blaze of glory to go out on…because that’s a tragedy that only befalls the losers, and we’re winners. Fucking-grade-A+++-winners!Delikado extends his hand and points off-camera. Delikado: Those mofo’s out there are the dominated, the failures of this business, and they’re losers. Cream of their fucking loser crop. Tonight, they get a shot to the face. Every last one of em if Delikado works his signature BAWSE magic. He lowers his hand and then stares at the Overdrive Championship around his waist. Delikado: And next week Delikado’s gonna stand-off with those four other clowns gunning for his title. Gates, Craven, Saint, and Mania. It can be in the ring, it can be backstage, it can be on the fucking MOON. Point is, is that next week Delikado’s gonna confront those chumps…and he wants YOU to bring yourself and your buddies to tag along with me. Not saying Delikado NEEDS you, but why not just make a party out of it? It WILL be the last Overdrive before we head to Shockwave after all...Delikado pulls a cigar from his pocket and bites down onto it as he begins to shift upward out of his chair. Delikado: The APW they think they know, that they think is theirs and will always belong to them? Delikado’s invasion is gonna send it out in a blaze of glory, a surefire sign that it’s over and done. That they lost. Noble, Hart, Gates, Mania, Saint, Craven…they’ve already failed if they think they’re gonna prevent Delikado’s APW.Delikado stands upward and leans forward, patting something with that BAWSE smile of his. He proceeds to turn and walk out of the room with his title fastened close to him. The camera pulls back slowly, revealing only an empty steel chair, and nothing else. Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under XTREME RULES. The winner of this match will receive an XTREME title shot at Shockwave. The screen goes dark for a moment as the crowd goes quiet. Suddenly Cristina's voice is heard screaming "I Awake from Madness, One More Time!" As lighting bursts across the titantron. Two explosions rip across the stage as Shadow emerges from behind the curtain on a monochromatic screen. The arena on their feet, cheering. Paige: From Denton, Texas. Standing at six foot eleven, weighing in at two hundred and ninety nine pounds, Shadow!He wears his leather duster and strides through the fog at his knees. Lighting flashing on the screens behind him as they cause more fireworks to explode as he marches toward the ring. As he makes his way around the ring, Shadow shakes hands with the kids, the fans who are there. He turns after circling the ring and pulls himself up and over the top rope. Inside Shadow raises one arm high as the two corners behind him burst with flames. The color returns to normal as the fans cheer wildly. Harvey: I can’t wait for this one Chase. One of these men is going to receive the opertunity of a lifetime and given a chance at the Xtreme title and a spot on Overdrive. And this man has to be one of the front runners in this match. He’s had success in the past in singles even though he’s most notably a tag team wrestler. Chase: You’d better brush up on your definition of success there Harv. As for this match, it’s a bunch of C-listers bumping into each other in the hopes to face the GREAT Xtreme Champion Steve Stryker and get their ass kicked for their efforts. As the lights dim throughout the arena, red strobe lights start shining everywhere as the sound of "Wanted Man" by Rev Theory blairs through the arena. Shane Borderland slowly comes out behind the curtain and stops when he reaches the top of the ramp and looks throughout the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air as the crowd boo’s him. He starts walking down the ramp looking side to side at the crowd. He jumps up on the apron, and turns an looks at the crowd and shakes his head. He goes through the middle rope and hops up on the turnbuckle and extends his arms. (Randy Orton Style) then he jumps off the turnbuckle. Paige:And his First Opponent. From New Orleans, Louisiana and weighing in at 243 pounds. He is SHANE BORDERLAND!Chase: And here is your front runner, your real front runner. This man once came within inches of winning Test for the Best and now here he is TRAPPED on Meltdown with the rest of these losers. It’s simply not fair! Harvey: Borderland is an immense talent, however he tends to go off script and cause more animosity than needed! The lights go down in the arena and a red spot light spans all over the crowd as they cheer loudly then red a red mist forms at the top of the ramp then red and white pyrotechnics blast of at the top of the stage.I don't care about you by Fear rages out of the arena speakers and Yarmouth comes out and swaggers down to the ramp tagging the fans as he goes down the ramp and climb's in to the ring climb's onto the top turn buckle and waves to the fans in the arena. Paige:And their opponent. From New York City and weighing in at 245 pounds. He is YARMOUTH!Harvey: Yarmouth has been literally BEGGING Jeff for a shot at Overdrive for WEEKS now. Here is his shot and SO much more! Chase: And he’ll blow it, just like he always does. The beginning of "Undastatement" airs through the P.A. system for a couple of seconds building anticipation, As Young Mannie is being led by Damien Walker. Mannie pulls a Black&Mild from behind his ear, he lights it and the arena lights cut off; as he walks down the ramp as his entire outfit glows in the dark, as he holds his hands out while puffing smoke in the air, While the crowd sings the lyrics of the song at the top of their lungs. Paige:And their final opponent. From Washington, D.C. and weighing in at 220 pounds. He is “Mr. 420” YOUNG MANNIE!Harvey: And of ANYBODY who fits right in with this Hardcore type of match, Mannie is definitely that guy. Chase: Right, so when he gets his ass kicked, he’ll be used to it. And since he’s probably flying higher than a kite right now…he may not even care.
Xtreme Rules Meltdown Megastars showcase
Winner gets Xtreme Title shot at Shockwave
Shadow Vs Shane Borderland Vs Yarmouth Vs Young Mannie
All four men gingerly stare at each other, wondering who’s going to make the first move. They all then look at Shadow as if he’s the prey for the moment. Shane then makes the first move toward Shadow, but as the other two follow suit, Shane hangs back with a smile on his face. Shadow takes both Mannie and Yarmouth down with a huge Clothesline. Shane hits a neckbreaker on Shadow from behind. Yarmouth beats Shane to his feet and takes him right back down with a Big Boot to the face. But as he turns, Young Mannie unloads with a sest of stiff kicks to the legs and mid section of Yarmouth followed b a huge elbow strike sending him into the corner. The other two men get to their feet and they all manage to take a corner while staring each other down.
Harvey: I think we were all lucky there that this match didn’t already get out of control. With four men all in at the same time, this thing can get dangerous in a hurry.
Chase: Blah blah blah! When do they start killing each other?
Yarmouth and Shadow begin brawling with each other. Yarmouth with a few hard shots on Shadow, backing him to the ropes. But Shadow grabs yarmouth and shoves him into the corner and unleashes with a few hard shoulder blocks and then scoops him out of the corner and hits a hard powerslam. He then pulls Yarmouth to his feet grabs him by the throat and delivers a HARD chokeslam in the middle of the ring. He goes for a cover.
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Meanwhile Young Mannie has backed Shane into the corner with some vicious kicks and strikes though Shane has managed to cover up for all of them. Mannie flies for the Shotgun Dropkick but Shane darts away letting Mannie Crash into the turnbuckle. Shane grabs a stunned Mannie and hits a huge Butterfly Suplex. He scoops up Mannie again and hits a running Powerslam and is right there for the cover.
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Harvey: Shadow may have just saved the match there, and these four men are trying to get out of this one in a hurry.
Chase: Can you blame them? The longer this goes on, the more chance somebody will get hurt. God, I hope it goes on for a while!
Shadow and Shane are now in each other’s faces. They get involved in a little shoving match. Shane shoves Shadow who just laughs it off. Shane shoves shadow again who now looks a little pissed. Shadow shoves Shane back and Shane comes right back and Shoves Shadow into the ropes. Shadow explodes from the ropes with a clothesline. Shane ducks and Young Mannie is right there with a superkick to the face of Shadow taking him down. Shane laughs at Shadow, but his laughing costs him dearly as he turns right into a chokeslam from Yarmouth.
Mannie has Shadow now and hits him with a modified Cradle DDT
Yarmouth pulls Shane up, hoists him on his shoulders and drops him across the turnbuckle with a SNAKE EYES. And then a running big Boot!
Mannie covers Shadow. Yarmouth covers Shane
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Harvey: WOW! Two simultaneous near falls right there. We could have had one hell of an ending.
Chase: Boring! I thought this was Xtreme rules…. This sucks!
Both Yarmouth and Mannie get to their feet and look at each other. Yarmouth charges with a clothesline and is ducked by Mannie who hits the ropes and comes with a UP IN SMOKE, taking Yarmouth to the mat.
Shadow and Shane now back to their feet and SHADOW kicks Shane in the gut and goes for The Eclipse! But Shane slides down behind him spins him around and NAILS A Gargoyle Suplex
Mannie waits as Yarmouth gets to his feet. He then launches to the ropes, springboards off for a moonsault….NO! He’s caught by yarmouth who DROPS WITH A reverse piledriver. He covers.
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But breaking up the pin caused Shane to turn his back on Shadow who spins him around and lifts him high in the air with a gorilla press. He then walks to the ropes and DUMPS HIM ON THE OUTSIDE LANDING HARD ON THE FLOOR!
Harvey: OUCH! He’s gonna feel that in the morning.
Chase: Now THAT’S what I’m talking about! MORE MORE!
With Shane out on the floor and slowly getting to his feet, Yarmouth looks out and then smiles to the cheers of the fans. He runs full seed and suicide dives over the top rope, colliding with Shane Borderland! The fans go crazy.
Harvey: And Yarmouth FLIES!
Mannie, in the ring, sees Yarmouth standing up and getting praze from the fans. He runs and hits a Manniesault over the top rope and takes out Yarmouth! The crowd erupts again!
Chase: YES! Mannie taking it to the giant retard! I love it.
In the ring, Shadow being the only one left, looks at the carnage outside and then to the turnbuckle.
Harvey: What is the big man thinking here?
Shadow climbs the turnbuckle with his back towards the men outside. Shane manages to scamper away, but both Mannie and Yartmouth are using each other to get to their feet! Shadow smiles and leaps off with a MOONSAULT!!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Chase: Shadow just crashed into Mannie and Yarmouth and could have damn near ended their careers!
But not to be outdone, Shane Borderland has picked up a steel chair from under the ring. He bolts over and smashes it in the back of the head of Shadow to boos and jeers from the crowd! He then swings at a rising Mannie and damn near takes his head off. He looks at Yarmouth and smiles as he has him pinned against the steel post. He winds up big time and takes a massive swing!
NO! Yarmouth ducks out of the way and Shane’s chair collides with the steel post and the reverberations shoot through his hands and he drops the chair. Yarmouth grabs him and PLANTS him with a DDT right onto the Chair. All four men are down on the outside right now as they try to regain their composure. Yarmouth digs under the ring and pulls out a TABLE!
Chase: UHOH! It looks like things are about to pick up big time Harvey!
Meanwhile, Mannie digs under the ring and has a SINGAPORE CANE in his hand. He smiles as the crowd goes crazy. And Shadow also digs for some toys and comes up with a TRASH CAN!
Yarmouth slides the table in the ring and quickly follows it in. He starts to set the table up near a corner, but is caught in the back of the head with a Cain strike that lumps him over the table. Mannie then grabs the Cain and hits a RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP USING IT! He goes for the cover but it’s broken up by Shadow who bends the Trashcan over the back of Mannie! He pulls Mannie to his feet and sticks the trash can over his head. He steps back and prepares to deliver a HUGE big boot to Mannie, but is caught with a chair to the gut from Shane Borderland. Shane drops the chair and DDT’s shadow right on it. Shane picks up the chair and turns toward Mannie who’s wiggled out of the trash can and throws it right in Shane’s face. Shane catches it and gets a rolling Koppu Kick through the trash can by Mannie for his trouble. Mannie ducks under a clothesline from Yarmouth and lifts him up on his shoulders. But there’s Shadow off the ropes and runs full speed ahead hitting THE BIG BOOT on Mannie with Yarmouth on his shoulders sending him through the table and Mannie to the mat. He then turns as Shane who’s got the chair in ready and BIG BOOT THROUGH THE CHAIR knocking Shane out. He makes the cover.
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Winner: Shadow
Chase: WOW! Shadow just decimated the field there. . Harvey: He wanted his chance to be a successful singles wrestler, and now he’ll have it. Next in line is Steve Stryker and Shockwave. As Shadow celebrates his win, the crowd begins to boo loudly. Steve Stryker comes from the crowd and BLASTS Shadow from behind with the chair. He then pulls him up and DROPS HIM WITH THE BOUNTY KILL on that chair! Harvey: What a cheap shot by the Xtreme Champion there!. Chase: He is simply asserting his dominance over the division and LETTING everyone know that He IS the Extreme Champion! The crowd boos loudly as Stryker backs up the isle with his title held high screaming “THE XTREME TITLE IS MINE ASSHOLE! The scene opens backstage in the Locker room of Kurt Noble. Kurt is no where to be seen but instead we see his “manager” Kylie Demens standing in front of a mirror holding what looks to be a bouquet of “flowers” made out of old, shredded Kurt Noble pictures, and wearing a white veil. Kylie: Why yes Preacher man, I do take Kurt Noble to be my lofly wedded husband. To have and to hold. To…..Kylie stops dead in her tracks as her eyes venture over to the side to see a new reflection standing in her mirror, this one of “The Real Show” Terry Marvin. She turns around with a gasp as he just smiles. Terry: Well, Well, Well! If it isn’t Kylie Demon….Kylie: It‘s Demens!!!Terry smirks slightly as Kyle backs against the mirror in fear. Terry: Of course… my apologies. Kylie: You shouldn‘t be in here. If Kurt finds you in here he‘ll…. He‘ll….Terry: End up getting you hurt just like everyone else around him because he‘s a danger to his friends and family and cannot protect anyone if his life depended on it? Terry smiles as Kylie darts her eyes around looking for the nearest escape route. Terry: Relax Kylie. I’m not going to hurt you. In fact, I’m not even going to be here long. I just stopped in to say “You’re Welcome” Terry smiles, nods and then turns toward the door. Kylie stands there with a very confused look on her face. Just as he’s about to be out the door, she stops him against her better judgment. Kylie: For what?Terry just smiles. Terry: Why, for getting Amy out of the way for you of course. Kylie still looks confused. Kylie: Out of the way? What are you talking about.Terry gives her a knowing look. Terry: Come on Kylie, I‘m not in the mood to play games. You’re in love with Kurt Noble. But you couldn’t do anything about it with Amy in the picture. So, inadvertently, I kind of cleared the path for you. You’re Welcome. Kylie scrunches up her face at this thought. Kylie: I am NOT in love with Kurt.Her words were extremely unconvincing! Terry: Please, there is no need to lie to me. I can keep a secret. Kylie: I‘m not lying. I don‘t love Kurt. I‘m just his manager. Terry shrugs and tries to pass it off. Terry: My mistake. Well, I guess I‘ll leave you alone then. Not being in love with Kurt, I assume you‘d have no desire to hear my scheme about getting him all to yourself. Terry heads out the door but just as he’s out of sight, Kylie stops him. Kylie: WAIT! Um… let’s just assume for shits and giggles, I at sometime fall in love with Kurt. Let’s hear your plan…. Terry turns and smiles at her, entering the room. Terry: Well, you‘ll never get Kurt all to yourself as long as he‘s with Amy…Kylie: NO! I can make him love me…… Terry smiles at her. Kylie: If I loved him that is. Which I don’t. Terry: No… No you can‘t. He loves Amy. But I have a plan to get her to leave him once and for all. And when she does… he‘ll need someone to pick up the pieces. That someone is you.Kylie seems much more interested now. Kylie: OK OK! Tell me the plan!Terry smirks again. Terry: Not so fast… everything has it‘s price. And for me, it‘s a fairly cheap one. In fact, you don‘t have to give anything up for it. All I require….is the Undisputed Championship!Terry smiles but Kylie’s face suddenly drops. Kylie: NO! No way. I would never turn on Kurt. I would never cost him something that means that much to him.Terry smiles at this hypocrisy knowing that she’s willing to cost him Amy. Terry: Fine, if Kurt‘s title means more to you than his love. Then I guess I understand that. But when you‘ve failed to land him on your own and decide that my way is the right way….then you know where to call. Untill then….have a nice day Mrs. Noble…..OOPS, I mean Miss Demens. Terry smiles and leaves, closing the door behind him. Kylie turns and smiles as one sentence rolls off her lips. Kylie: Mrs. Noble.Kylie noticeably loves the sound of that on her lips as she smiles and the scene fades out. |
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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 20:15:17 GMT -4
Harvey: Welcome back to Overdrive. During the previous backstage segment Yarmouth snapped. Take a look
We see Yarmouth in the ring with Shane Borderland. Shane is slowly getting up and Yarmouth with one hand, grabs Shane by the throat, lifts him up and Choke Slams him in the middle of the ring. Yarmouth can be heard screaming "ITS YOUR FAULT I'M NOT #1 CONTENDER!"
Yarmouth then leaves the ring as ''Give it all'' by Rise Against blasts the PA system – resulting in immediate boos from the crowd on que.
Harvey: Oh, great. What the hell does he want?
Chase: Are you kidding me, Harvey!? Level-One is back! And for your information he's here to apologize for the part he played in the horrific event that had taken place last week! He's a stand up guy, Harvey!
Confidently and arrogantly he marches down the ramp receiving major heat from the crowd as he holds the bouquet of flowers out in front of him. A ''you suck'' chant breaks up as he turns to the crowd and points at himself – as if to say, you got the wrong person. He continues down the ramp and approaches the ring announcer demanding Paige follow him into the ring.
Harvey: Look at him! Now he's harassing our ring announcer, Paige! This guy is too much!
Chase: It looks like Level-One has his hands full with the bouquet of flowers – Paige gets paid for saying a few introductions and sitting on her butt all night anyways, she can carry his workload for once!
Level-One enters the ring and fails to hold the ropes down for Paige which garners some more boos. Impatiently he waves her over telling her to hurry up as she struggles in her approach. Once in the middle of the ring she's forced to hold the microphone to Level-One lips playing the role as a glorified microphone stand.
Level-One: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls... your favourite APW megastar of all time made his grand return last week! Unfortunately, my return was spoiled by our gimp legged undisputed champion who couldn't stand to see me bask in glory once again by taking out the trash. As a result, my grand return was over shadowed by a women who didn't belong anywhere near a wrestling ring – never mind, actually inside one.
He shakes his head in disgust, legitimately disturbed by the events that had occurred a mere week ago – it was fresh on his mind.
Level-One: However, I'm not one to blame the victim. And last week – that's exactly what Amy Noble was; a victim. She wasn't a victim of me nor Terry Marvin who was at the helm of the steel chair but instead her very own husband... Kurt Noble.
The crowd erupts at boos at such a bold declaration. Level-One scoffs at the fans reaction and shouts over their boos.
Level-One: That's right you filthy scum! Kurt Noble, your little cult hero is responsible for the near decapitation of his wife last week! And rather then booing me, you should be booing the coward instead of cheering him on! What type of COWARD brings his wife to a war zone? What type of COWARD let's his wife take a blow to face for him!? What type of COWARD goes on to blame an innocent man for the crime he's committed himself!? You see folks, it was Kurt Nobles DUTY as a MAN and a HUSBAND to protect his wife and he failed, he FAILED MISERABLY!
At this point with the arena crawling with boos he holds the bouquet of flowers high above his head as if it was a championship he had just won.
Level-One: Kurt, don't you get it yet you fool? You are the harbinger of pain and like a cancer you spread to infect anyone who's ever been close to you and it's my duty as per Sindicate's creed to eradicate such cancer. Insert your best friend... Chris Hart.
Suddenly, Level-One tosses the bouquet of flowers to the mat and stares down at them with contempt. Paige flinches as she continues to hold the microphone to his mouth.
Level-One: Karma is a bitch Kurt and last week it swung full circle and took out your precious wife who you recklessly tossed into harms way to remain atop your little throne. And yet, as always I am made to look like the bad guy! All week, I felt as if I was at fault. I felt like I had done something wrong and that I owed Ms. Noble an apology...
Aggressively, he snatches the microphone from Paige and shoves her towards the ropes as she escapes from his ring.
Level-One: AND THEN I REALIZED I DON'T OWE THAT WHORE A DAMN THING! If I owe her ANYTHING it's to retire Kurt Noble and send his limped legged ass hopping off into the sunset! Amy, I want you to understand that your husband and his fruity side sick STOLE the Sindicates property, as I am the CO- OWNER of those tag team belts. As a result, the Sindicate has seen a down turn of profits in the last three weeks of 50%! As a matter of fact our leader has been so HUMILIATED and HARASSED by your husband and his cohort that he hasn't show his face in public for three weeks!
The crowd cheers.
Level-One: You lowlife criminals may have drove the Sindicate back into our castles but we spent the past three weeks developing a blue print that is stronger then ever! The Sindicate doesn't run... we tactfully retreat and emerge better then ever!
He grits his teeth as he stomps his boot into the bouquet of flowers.
Level-One: Amy, there's only two things I am sorry for. First, I am sorry for is what I am going to do to your husbands best friend... and one day, your husband himself.
Again being booed he strategically crouches down onto a single knee atop the bouquet of torn flowers in the middle of the ring.
Level-One: Second, I am sorry that your cowardly poor excuse for a husband would never take a bullet to the head for you – like you did for him. That's what I call...
''A marriage of inconvenience''
''Give it all'' by Rise Against hits the PA system once again as he stares down at the canvas, void of all emotion and we go to commercial
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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 20:20:30 GMT -4
Two slim figures wearing black uniforms are stapling the following posters around the backstage APW, area. WANTED Johnny RebelPROPERTY OF SINDICATE INC.Guilty of: Losing his team APW tag team titles and overall being a pretty shitty tag team partner and friend. Also, has been suspected of defecting to an inferior wrestling brand which is punishable and carries a fine of one's soul and/or a life sentence of being mocked for the entirety of ones career. Last seen: On an episode of Sunday Night Asylum - if anyone was watching.Description:Pasty White Male also best described as being old, out of shape, ugly and wondering around life aimlessly without purpose. IF YOU SEE THIS MAN PLEASE CALL1-800-ANIMAL-CONTROLReward$8.50 (U.S.D) The two figures hear someone coming around the corner and quickly make their break for the exit doors. Once outside – they tactfully remove their masks. Kia LeWinter: What the hell was the point of this, again?Violet LeWinter: Look, Kia – do you want to get the Sindicate back together as one big family, or not? You remember what Felipe said in our last meeting? He said the Sindicate isn't big enough for both Level-One and Johnny Rebel.Kia LeWinter: Well, I really don't see what is the point of these foolish posters, please tell me you have something better planned?Violet LeWinter: Seesh, cut me some slack sister. I'm rusty, give me some time.The two chat back and forth as they walk off into the distance – leaving, a poster behind which blows onto the camera lens. The lights in our arena dim a considerable amount, shrouding a majority of the audience in complete darkness for several seconds before a large pyro erupts at the top of the ramp. Multi-colored lights dance all across the arena as the opening riffs of "Helter Skelter" blast through the PA system. Nicky Paige: The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall… Introducing first, from Hollywood, California…”[glow=skyblue,2,300]”When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you again...!"[/glow] Nicky Paige: Weighing in at two-hundred and twelve pounds, EVAAAAANNN ENNNVVIIII!Our lights brighten a bit as Evan Envi emerges from the back, the camera focused on his back at first. Wearing a hooded jacket, the letters “EE” are emblazoned in a blackladder cursive in large letters on the back, the E's facing opposite each other. His hood is thrown up over his head, though he throws it back as he steps farther out onto the stage. Chase: There he is. Evan Envi! How can these people disrespect the former North American champion like that?Harvey: Because he disrespects them.He laughs into the crowd, embracing the hatred that they willingly express. He takes his time, walking to the ring, proudly displaying the North American Title around his waist until he finally reaches the apron, hopping to the turnbuckles and throwing the jacket off, pointing at several members in the crowd, motioning for them to bow down. He takes off the championship belt, holding the North American Title high above his head. Only receiving a deeper chorus of boos in response, Envi shoos the crowd away and rolls his eyes. He steps onto the top turnbuckle and then drops down into the ring, handing the belt off to the referee and stretching as he waits for his opponent. Harvey: And here comes 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 behind the curtain with his arms in the air. Nicky Paige: from Melrose, MA; he weighs in at 235lbs...MARK MANIA!He comes out in a full suit, as he is walking down the ramp he offers arrogant yet charming looks to crowd as he removes the suit coat, tie, and shirt while walking down the ramp and throws them into the crowd. He slides in ring under the bottom rope and lifts his arms to the crowd before entering his corner. SINGLES MATCH [/u] Mark Mania Vs Evan Envi Both men slowly circle the ring as the fans begin the chant “Ma-Ni-A! Ma-Ni-A!” Mark stops and smiles as Envi starts to look snubbed. Evan starts shaking his head. He yells something at Mark Mania and then climbs a turnbuckle raising his arms proudly. The fans do not share Evan’s love for himself. The sold out arena boos. The camera pans out over the crowd, focusing on Mark Mania signs. Evan jumps down disgusted. Mania leans in the opposite corner, watching the scene unfold, and Evan slowly boils to a Meltdown. Finally Evan starts yelling at Mark. Evan points at the corner and tells him “You get up there.” After a laugh, Mark Mania, turns and leaps to the top rope raising one arm high and the Anaheim crowd fills the arena with their approval. Evan Envi has had enough. Chase: First rule of wrestling, never turn your back on your opponent.Harvey: What a cheap way to start the match. Envi set him up.Chase: And Mark Mania was foolish enough to fall for it.Envi delivers a double axe handle to Mark Mania’s back before her can even get down, and the fans don’t like it one bit. Envi springs to the second rope, grabs Mania from behind and starts it off with a super belly to back suplex. The fans are not happy about it. Envi stands up, bounces off the ropes and hits running shooting star press. Then with the lateral press! 1 . . . . 2 . . . . Mark Mania tosses his shoulder up in the center ring. Chase: Evan Envi almost won it right there. Harvey: That underhanded strategy nearly had an early payoff for Evan Envi. The rookie has learned a lot in his time here in APW, especially in ring tactics.Evan Envi follows up with two hard right hands to the face. The referee demand’s Envi opens up the fist. So Evan slaps Mark Mania right across the face. Mania is on one knee getting up as Evan winds back, clenches his fist, but Mark Mania gets up, and hits the scoop slam! The fans pop as Envi rolls to his feet only to get hit with a quick snap suplex! Again the fans cheer. Evan takes a second to get up a third time only for Mark Mania to Irish whip Envi into the ropes the hits the huge big back body drop! Envi hits the mat with an explosive crash! Harvey: Mark Mania is battling back. Did you see the height of that body drop?Chase: I think Mark low blow’ed Evan when Mania slammed Envi!Harvey: Do we ever watch the same match?The fans are roaring for Mark Mania as Envi rolls out of the ring to gather himself. He paces around the ring as Mania watches him through the ropes, waiting. Evan climbs up on the apron and the moment Mark starts to approach, Evan drops back down restarting the count. Mania begins to grow impatient. Evan hops up on the apron a second time and Mark charges, but Envi ducks and hits the shoulder thrust followed by the guillotine snapping Mark Mania off the ropes and to the mat! With a proud smirk on his face, Envi grabs the second rope and pulls himself back to the apron then sling shots himself over into a flipping splash across the crowd pleaser. Envi sits there for a moment, still beaming that grin before he pivots to his feet and pulls up Mark Mania in the center of the ring. Harvey: Beneath that spunky and wry green exterior is the beating heart of a methodical madman.Chase: You mean a methodical genius!Harvey: But Mark Mania isn’t done yet!Mania fights back with right hands to the mid section, but Evan Envi drives him to all fours with a forearm across the shoulders. Then Envi stomps down, forcing Mania all the way to the mat. He finishes the trifecta with a leg drop across the shoulders as well. Envi rolls Mark Mania over and makes the pin. 1 . . . . 2 . . . Again Mark Mania kicks out! Chase: Evan real does have a flawless strategy, keep his opponent isolated to that canvas. Harvey: Evan Envi is a high flyer as well as a technical specialist. He wants his opponents on the mat. He needs that freedom to act. But that will only get him so far. True veterans like Mark Mania, they know their ways out of every predicament.Envi does not show much cause for concern as he gets back up and pulls Mark Mania to his feet. This time Mark throws two elbows to the gut. He breaks free! Mania goes to bounce off the ropes! But Envi grabs him by the hair making Mark take a huge back bump in the center of the ring. The fans are not happy as Envi stalks around Mark Mania who struggles to get back to his feet. As Mark shakes the cobwebs out, he reaches out and grabs the second rope to pull himself up. Envi Kicks Mark’s hand away then goes for a clothesline but Mania ducks Envi turns and a roundhouse kick cuts the lights on Evan Envi! Harvey: Hey Chase. I found the flaw!Mania rolls over Evan Envi and hooks the leg! 1 . . . . 2 . . . . Evan Envi kicks out! Chase: Thank goodness! Harvey: Mark Mania, with a surprise roundhouse kick that nearly took the former North American champion’s head clean off!Envi works his way back to his feet before Mania can, and hits a cheap throat thrust. The referee grabs Evan and warns him, so Envi does it again right in front of the referee and the booing crowd. Once more Envi is warned,if he does it again he’s disqualified. As Mark tries to breath, Envi seizes his opponent and lands a beautiful Belly to belly suplex! He looks at the referee and demands a count! Chase: What a beautiful maneuver there by Evan Envi.1 . . . . 2 . . . . Mark Mania forces his shoulder from the mat. Envi stands and grabs Mark Mania by the hair delivering right handsright to the crown. The fans are jeering the referee tries to pull Envi off Mania but Evan ignores the empty threats. He basks in the crowd hatred before walking around Mark Mania who is now on a knee trying to get up. Envi looks down at Mark Mania, grabs his head and drops a DDT. This time Envi shoves mark Mania over onto his back and pins him with just a finger. The referee hesitates then goes for the count. Harvey: That is just disgusting. Where’s the sportsmanship in a move like that?Chase: It shows everyone here who the real winner is. 1 . . . 2 . . . . Mania kicks out again! Harvey: Envi had to know Mark Mania wouldn’t let Evan win that way.This time Evan Envi is starting to get angry. He stands up and signals that the match is over. He starts to stalk Mark Mania who is struggling to pull himself off the mat. The fans suddenly start chanting “En-Vi Sucks! En-Vi Sucks!” Chase: Will these people just shut up? Envi can’t think with the crowd yelling like that!Envi starts to yell at the fans. They continue to chant “En-Vi Sucks! En-Vi Sucks!” It gets louder as they start to cheer, Evan Envi turns around. Mark Mania throw’s a right hand, catching Evan off guard. Then Mark throws a second and a third before Envi can counter. Mania battles him back to the ropes and shoots Envi off. Evan ducks the back elbow but Mania takes off running too when Envi does! Mark leaps after hitting the ropes, and comes off with a diving elbow smash across the face taking Evan Envi to the mat. Both men are back up and Envi comes in with a blind left! But Mania steps under, grabs Evan by the back of the head and lands the neckbreaker! Harvey: Mark Mania is not out of this match yet!Mania rises fast as the fans continue to cheer. The blood is pumping through their veins. Mania grabs Evan Envi as he staggers back to his feet and lifts Evan straight up. He keeps Envi vertical! Chase: Put him down!Harvey: Stalling Brainbuster and look at Mark Mania, the skill to hold Evan up like that. And move hima round the ring while doing it!Chase: Envi may pass out!Harvey: Blood is rushing to Envi’s head as Mark Mania keeps that brainbuster set! Wait!Mania takes a step back toward the center of the ring before finishing the stalling brainbuster! The ring shakes as Envi’s red flushed head crashes to the mat. The fans are on their feet as Mark Mania points to the top rope. He climbs up, to the deafening wave of cheers. Mania leaps! Harvey: What a diving elbow from across the ring!Mark Mania hooks the leg! 1 . . . 2 . . . Th—Evan Envi gets the shoulder up at the last second! Harvey: So close! You know Mark could feel that win in his finegrtips!Chase: But he couldn’t grab it!The fans are cheering for Mark Mania as he pulls himself to his feel. Both men are breathing hard. Mark Mania goes to grab Evan Envi, but Envi slips under and hooks the back slide. Another pin attempt! 1 . . . 2 . . Mania rolls out! Envi charges in, and Grabbing Mark Mania’s arm, but Mania rolls with it and spins behind Evan. Mark goes for the German suplex! But hooks his ankle! Again Mark tries for the German Suplex, but Envi throws an elbow! Mania ducks as Evan spins around, knee to the gut! Harvey: Mania Madness!Mark Mania wastes no time as he plants Evan Envi in the center of the ring. The arena shakes as the fans jump up and down cheering. They count as Mania hooks the leg! 1 . . . . 2 . . . . 3 Winner: Mark Mania [/center] This means war hits to an explosion of cheers. Mark Mania pulls himself to his feet as the referee raises Mark’s arm high. Mark takes his celebration to the turnbuckle as Evan Envi rolls out of the ring. Fans taunt Envi as he backs up the ramp pointing at Mark Mania, telling him “This isn’t over!”Chase: Mark Mania better watch his back from now on!Harvey: Evan Envi is just a sore loser. Chase: Don’t you ever calm him a loser!Mark Mania just beckons for Evan to come back dow to the ring but Envi just backs up the ramp as the music continues to play. The cameras pan around the victorious Mark Mania before it finally fades to commercial. |
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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 20:25:51 GMT -4
APW Overdrive comes back from the break with the camera focused on Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase at ringside.
Harvey: Welcome back, folks. It was announced over Twitter this past Monday that my broadcast partner Johnny Chase would conduct a sit down interview with recently returned Mega Star Biggs. It's been no secret that since coming back, things have not been going his way, to say the least!
Chase: You think, Harvey? I had a chance to sit down with Biggs earlier today, and discuss his recent hardships. And we're going to show that interview right now!
A video begins to play on the Action Tron. Johnny Chase and Biggs are seated in the interview area backstage, in large, brown chairs. Biggs is clad in a Batman T-Shirt, but is without his fancy ring jacket and signature shades. He has a very pensive look on his face as Johnny begins the interview.
Chase: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with Biggs. Thanks for joining me here today. I cannot tell you how much of an honor it is to get to interview you here today. You're one of my favorite APW Mega Stars, you know!
Biggs looks off in the distance, not making eye contact with Johnny as he replies.
Biggs: Thanks for having me...
Chase: Now Biggs, you officially made your in-ring return just one month ago on Sunday, July 8th at Test for the Best, taking on C.J. Gates in a match that some have called a technical masterpiece. Unfortunately, you came up short in that match. Considering that you had waited seven long months to get back at C.J. Gates after he put you out of action with a concussion at last year's Christmas Chaos, this must have come as quite a blow.
Biggs appears to be a little agitated at this point.
Biggs: I'm not hearing a question there, Johnny. But you're right, words cannot describe how disappointing it was to fight C.J. for so hard and so long, leaving everything out in the ring, and still coming up short. But you forgot the most important part, Chase, and that is my wife, Ellie. She refereed that match, because she wanted to be there to make sure that I did not suffer another concussion. And by being there, she's the one who counted my shoulders to the mat, 1...2...3.
Chase: How did it make you feel knowing that your wife was the one responsible for declaring you the loser of that match?
Biggs: Well, it sucked. I can't tell you how many times I've gone back to those final moments of the match in my mind, and think about how it would have ended up differently had she not been there, but I just keep coming back to the fact whether it was her or somebody else who made the count, I still would have lost to C.J. Gates that night. Other than preventing me from cheating, she really did call that match down the middle, to her credit. I can accept the fact that my loss to C.J. Gates at Test for the Best is on me. I don't like it, it tears me up inside, but I do accept it.
Chase: That being said, your loss to Slade Craven three weeks ago on Overdrive, well, that was one of the most bizarre endings to a match I've ever seen here in APW! When Ellie came down to the ring and threw in the towel, the distraction certainly cost you the match.
Biggs: Again, you're wrong there, Johnny Chase. The fact of the matter is that I let myself be put in a position where something like that could have affected the outcome of the match. I should have already put Slade away by that point, I shouldn't have let him hang around as long as he did, because he took the opening given to him, which I would have done too, and capitalized on it, getting one of the biggest wins of his career at my expense. I say congratulations to him.
Biggs claps his hands a bit, but without real effort or feeling. It's as if he's a million miles away in his mind.
Chase: And what of your embarrassing loss to AC Smith last week? The man defeated you in less than three minutes by knocking you out!
Biggs: Again, I'm not hearing a question there, Johnny, but yeah, AC Smith did beat me last week, and in an impressive manner. From the moment the first bell rung, he went full throttle, and didn't let up. Sure, I had my opening to try and turn things around, but I messed up. You saw me slip off of the middle rope. AC did what any good competitor should have done, and made me pay for my mistake...
Chase: Would it be fair to say that your focus wasn't on your match last week?
Biggs: Probably, but it's no excuse. I can't let my personal issues get in the way of my performance in the ring. I'm not going to sit here and say that AC Smith caught me at a good time, or that he got lucky, the fact is, my mind was not 100% into my match last week, and I paid for it. It would be wrong of me to take anything away from AC Smith just because I couldn't get my act together last week. Just like my loss to C.J., just like my loss to Slade Craven, the only guy I have to blame for my loss to AC Smith last week is myself...
Chase: I'm going to stop you right there, Biggs. I gotta be honest, you don't sound like yourself tonight. I mean normally you're full of confidence and bravado, and I've never heard you compliment any of your opponents! As a courtesy to you, I was trying to avoid the elephant in the room, and not bring up your troubles with your wife, Ellie, but I think it's obvious your marital troubles are affecting your in-ring career. We saw the conflicts between you and her leading up to your match at Test for the Best, we saw how she interfered in your match with Slade Craven. Rumors have been spreading in the locker room that you two might even be headed for divorce.
Biggs' face becomes intensely angry at this point, and he glares at Chase right in the eyes. As he responds to the question, he speaks slowly, deliberately.
Biggs: Listen Johnny, I'm doing everything I can to try and make my marriage work. Is it affecting my job? Yes, it is. But I dare you to show me one person in this world who has ever completely separated their work life from their home life! They don't exist! And the guys in the back need to freakin' mind their own business. Ellie and I haven't even discussed divorce. Sure, she gave an ultimatum to chose between her or wrestling, and sure, right now she's staying with her parents in California, but we're going to work through this! We always have!
At this point, Biggs begins to tear up a bit, but keeps speaking, getting louder and louder as he goes along.
Biggs: We worked through her cheating on me with Chris Cyrus! We got to a point where she was able to forgive herself for that, and I was able to stop holding it against her! We worked together to get through her mental episode she had last year, and then we worked together to get through my concussion. Ellie and I have been through a lot together, and it's always found a way to work out. I'm not perfect, and neither is she, but we can work it out...
Chase: Are you sure about that, Biggs? I mean she's telling you to choose between her or wrestling. Doesn't sound like she's giving you much of a choice. We all know that her main concern is you suffering another concussion. She thinks you came back too early. But looking at your recent professional struggles, maybe she does have a point...
Biggs: What are you trying to say, Chase?
Johnny is starting to get visibly nervous, and is struggling to respond.
Chase: Well, I mean, it's just that before your injury, you competed at an incredibly high level. You are a former APW Undisputed Champion, and a three time Overdrive Champion. Yet since you've come back, you just haven't been yourself. Do you think there could be merit to the idea that you just don't have it like you used to? Maybe there's merit to Ellie's fears that you shouldn't be wrestling yet?
At this suggestion, Biggs snaps. He explodes up from his chair, grabbing Johnny by the collar and cocking his fist! Johnny begs and pleads with him!
Chase: Don't hit me! Please! Remember, I'm your biggest fan! It pains me to have to ask that question, but remember, this is coming from one of your fans!
Biggs keeps a hold of Johnny's collar, looking like he's about to deck him right there. However, he holds back, and eventually let's go of Johnny's collar, letting the interviewer slide back into his chair. Biggs looks away from Johnny, and appears to be very ashamed of himself. He sulks back into his chair.
Biggs: I'm sorry, Johnny, I just lost my temper there. It's just that Ellie has given me an impossible choice. She's making me choose between the two things I love most in this world, professional wrestling and her. On the one hand, I've loved professional wrestling since I was a little boy. I've been doing this for nine years now. I don't know any other life as an adult other than being a professional wrestler. And yet, on our wedding day, I made Ellie a promise of 'til death do us part, and I intend to keep my word on that. I don't want to lose her, but I also don't want to lose wrestling...
Johnny straightens his tie a bit before asking his followup question.
Chase: Well, do you have any idea which one you're going to choose?
Biggs sits there for a moment, deep in thought.
Biggs: No, I don't...
At this point, Biggs stands right up and leaves his chair, walking off camera, not even giving Johnny as chance to thank him for his time. Johnny sits there uncomfortably as the video comes to a close and the cameras switch back to Harvey and Chase at ringside.
Harvey: Well that got pretty tense there, didn't it Johnny? Kind of makes me glad it was you and not me.
Chase: I gotta be honest with you, Darren, when Biggs had me by the collar, and I looked him right in the eyes, I saw a very troubled man. I wish him and Ellie the best, but I also know he has a difficult decision ahead of him, and one that he's probably going to have to make sooner rather than later.
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Post by President Jeff on Aug 9, 2012 20:30:03 GMT -4
Harvey: Welcome back to Overdrive.Chase: As you all know, last week, Michael Harris has challenged Nick Waton to a match at Shockwave and gave Nick one week to answer the challenge. Well, We've just gotten word that Nick has accept the challenge and will face off against Michael Harris, on August 26th at ShockwaveHarvey: Hopefully this match will put an end to this feud.Chase: Lets go to the ring for our main eventPaige: The following match is a One fall 6 man tag team match and it is our MAIN EVENT!“Shooting Star” by Black Stone Cherry begins to play as the fans cheer loudly. C.J. Gates quickly makes his way out of the back wearing his trademark cowboy hat and his“Go Big or Go Home” T-shirt. He bounces around at the entrance a bit before moving towards the ring, bouncing to the beat. Gates reaches the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before springing to his feet and climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He looks out at the fans before he raises his arms up in the air to a loud chorus of cheers from the fans. He climbs back down and removes his cowboy hat and carefully hands it off, before removing his t-shirt. Paige: INTRODUCING FIRST, from Fargo, North Dakota and weighing in at 215 pounds. He is C.J. GATES!Harvey: And here comes the man who was blatantly robbed last week of the Overdrive Title and who has seemingly been right in the middle of the Terry Marvin / Kurt Noble conflict. Chase: Ever notice how every time somebody you like loses fair and square, they’re ROBBED? Your version is skewed. And he’s in the middle of the Marvin/Noble thing because he can’t keep his fat nose out of their business! Get up, get down, lose that sound …
Drop the Bass! The lights in the arena are down as the opening beat of Cinema hit’s the dark arena as Chris Hart emerges from the back with pink laser lights flashing all around the arena. The pulsing beat and laser lights show continue as he walks down the ring and slides into the ring. Going to the far corner, Chris climbs the turnbuckle and throws one arm up in the air and looks out at the cheering crowd. Chris flips off the rope and turns towards the entrance way, staring anxiously up it in anticipation of his opponent. Paige: His Tag Team Partners… introducing First from Calgary, Alberta Canada at 190 pounds…. CHRIS HART!Harvey: There is no way that Chris can be 100 percent after the beating he received at the hands of Marvin and Level One last week. Chase: And there’s no way he can be 100 percent mentally after letting that poor woman take a massive shot to the head. If he were the stand up guy he claims to be none of this would be necessary. Harvey: How do you figure? Chase: Terry said so, so it must be truth. The lights in the arena shut off, as the chorus to "Labrinth" blasts through the speakers. After a few moments, out steps Kurt Noble, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd! Noble ignores them and walks right down to the ring with a look of rage and fury on his face. He rolls into the ring and shrugs off the show of support by Chris and CJ as he just stands there and GLARES at the entrance ramp with hate in his eyes. Paige: Their tag team partner from Calgary, Alberta, Canada weighing in at 235 pounds. The APW Undisputed Champion, KURT NOBLE!Harvey: We have NEVER seen this side of Kurt Noble folks, but it’s completely understandable concidering what happened to his wife last week! Chase: As if he cares about her one bit!Harvey: Now that’s just uncalled for. If he didn’t care, then why would he be on such the rampage that he has this past week? Why would he be threatening to destroy Marvin? Chase: EASY! Cause he sees Marvin as a credible threat to his title, and Terry has successfully gotten in his head. He’s just using this Amy thing as reason that the fans could still love him. It’s more wool pulled over the eyes of all these sheep out here. ”This just in: Wrestling is finally COOL again. Delikado…IS…HEEEEEEERE!” With this epically deep-throated narration, a nuclear explosion is heard going off as Delikado walks out and stands in place just a few inches from the curtain, wearing the Overdrive Championship around his sexy waist. As “Hurricane 2000” by Scorpions 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. Mister Cuba begins walking until he is at the outside of the ring. He looks at a 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. He stands outside the ring waiting for his teammates and stares out at the crowd with a highly amused smirk of superiority on his face. Paige: There opponents….Introducing first from Pinar del Rio, Cuba weighing in at 169 pounds….the OVERDRIVE Champion…. DELIKADO!Chase: The Overdrive champion fresh off his first successful defense. It’s a travesty that Jeff put him in a scramble match at Shockwave. Talk about setting him up for failure. Harvey: Personally I think it’s a Bawse decision and I for one can’t WAIT to see it happen. See what I did there?Put You On Game- By Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system, as Level-One steps up on-top of the ramp. Red smoke swirls beneath him, and a string of red and blue pyro shoots up into the air he raises both of his hands high in the air. Level-One slowly begins to walk down the ramp, being booed loudly by the crowd. Level-One stops before eyeing down a fan, mocking the fan in the process. Level-One stands next to Delikado. Paige: His tag team partner from Toronto Canada weighing in at 273 pounds…. LEVEL ONE!Chase: After a small hiatus, the king of APW has returned and with a vengeance on one Chris Hart for his shenanigans at Test for the Best. Harvey: Shenanigans? Chris got a clean victory to win the tag Titles. Level one is just being his normal self in denial that Chris could ever get a victory over him. The lights Dim down as The vocal introduction to the music is played. Blue and silver lights illuminate the Entrance way and Pyro goes off as soon as the Music kicks in. "The Real Show" Terry Marvin makes his way down the ramp jawing and messing with the fans all the way down. He stands next to his teammates and glares at Kurt who hasn’t taken his eyes off him. Once they’re all together, they roll in the ring and face off with their opponents. The crowd boos the hell out of Marvin. Paige: Their tag team partner from Las Vegas Nevada and weighing in at 245 pounds…. The Real Show TERRY MARVIN! Chase: Can you say future Undisputed Champion? Terry Marvin is stuck inside Kurt Noble’s head. Harvey: That’s one way of looking at it. The other is that Terry has pised Kurt off to the point that Kurt will stop at nothing to ruin Terry’s life. Also, Terry has ZERO victories over Kurt Noble… So I’m not thinking he’s very scared. 6 Man Tag Team Match [/u] Kurt Noble, Chris Hart & C.J. Gates vs. Terry Marvin, Delikado, and Level One Kurt and Terry stare each other down as Terry just smirks at him and invites him to take a swing. Kurt just glares still faced until Chris and C.J. Back him up. Delikado decides to start things off for his team. C.J. looks as if he’s gonna be in there, but Kurt blocks his way and orders him out of the ring. The two exchange words, but as it looks like Kurt is about to come to blows, C.J. backs off. Kurt looks at Delikado and they approach the center of the ring to start things off. They go to lock up, but Kurt hits a sucker punch to the face of Delikado and then another and another. He then tackles Deli down and begins to unload with lefts and rights, viciously trying to beat Deli’s face in. The ref is there with a count. 1…..2……3……4…….5. Kurt is pulled off of Deli by the Ref, but is right back on him with hard stomps to the face using the ropes for more leverage. Harvey: Kurt with a VICIOUS and violent start here really trying to get some measure of revenge on Delikado. Kurt continues stomping, locking eyes with Terry Marvin the whole time. The ref is there to count away. 1…2…3….4…. Kurt is pulled away again but he shoves the Ref aside and goes after Deli again. He sticks his foot on Deli’s throat and uses the ropes to choke him out, again not taking his gaze off of Terry, making damn sure Marvin knows that this is meant for him. The ref is there to try and break it up again. 1….2…..3…..4……Kurt gets pulled away again by the Ref. Kurt lashes out by shoving the referee to boos from the crowd. The ref yells at him now, telling him that if he continues to step out of line, he will disqualify him. Kurt gets a talk from Chris in the corner as Hart tries to calm him down. Frustrated, C.J. Gates slaps Kurt on the shoulder, effectively tagging himself in. Kurt takes exception to this and argues with Gates for a minute. Kurt ends up Shoving Gates before exiting the ring. This distraction is enough for Deli to recover and hit an X-Factor right in the middle of the ring. Chase: That serves Kurt right for throwing the rulebook out of the window and doing whatever he damn well pleases. And NOW he’s got his teammate in trouble. Harvey: Kurt has certainly lost his mind here. He needs to be careful or it will cost his team the match. Delikado smiled as he pulled C.J. to his feet and delivered a few Hard chops before hitting him with a Belly to Belly Suplex. He posed to the fans who boo him with such vigor that it makes it seem that they’ve all but forgotten about Noble’s mean streak. He pulls Gates up again and hooks him for a Brainbuster. Gates however floats behind and manages to hit a leapfrog Bulldog. He pulls Delikado up and unleashes a few chops of his own. He takes a few steps back and hits a shining wizard knee to the face of Delikado. Gates then runs and hits the ropes. He comes back with a spinning Heel Kick. But Delikado catches him and maneuvers him up on his shoulders, turning it into a “SON OF A BITCH” He then makes the cover! 1 . . . 2 . . . KURT kicks Delikado square in the head. Harvey: Vicious shot by Kurt to break up the pinfall. The ref shoved Kurt back in his corner and Deli shook off the kick to the head. He lifted CJ up again and delivered the Brainbuster he was looking for from the beginning. He smiled as he dropped CJ with a double knee gutbuster, causing him immense pain. He rolled around holding his ribs before Delikado dropped both knees across Gate’s chest again. He stomped away his sternum, obviously trying to do lasting damage. He then springboards off the middle rope to catch a rising Gates with a lariat. He then hoists him up on his shoulders and drops with a snake eyes on the top turnbuckle and then hits a running Face breaker before going for another pin. 1 . . . 2 . . . KICKOUT! Chase: Delikado in clear control of this match! He’s showing just why he defeated CJ last week and why he’ll retain at Shockwave! Kurt’s had enough and rushes into the ring, tackling Delikado and throwing lefts and rights at him. Level One comes in to fend him off but gets lefts and rights of his own from Kurt. Finally Level One rakes the eyes of Kurt and hits a big Boot that knocks him out of the ring. Chris Hart comes in with a dropkick from behind to send Level One out of the ring as well before returning to the apron. Delikado is surprised by C.J. Gates with a sunset Flip out of no where for the pin. 1 . . . KICK TO THE HEAD BY MARVIN! This causes boos from the fans and a glare from Kurt Noble. Terry simply smiles and waves at Kurt to egg him on. C.J. hits a spinning Heel Kick followed by a running head scissors Takedown On Delikado. He lifts him up again only to receive a thumb to the eye that sends him stumbling back. Deli grabs him for the “Deli-Kado” but Gates breaks out of it by stomping on Deli’s foot, knees him in the gut and hits the Stamp of Approval. He makes another cover. 1 . . . 2 . . . SHOULDER UP! Harvey: CJ Gates with some much needed positive offense for his team, has really turned this around.Chase: He’ll find a way to blow it, just like he always does. C.J. gets to his feet a little worse for wear and heads over to his corner where Kurt is waiting for the ready tag, DEMANDING that CJ gets him in the match. C.J. Instead heads for Chris to tag in. Kurt shoves Chris out of the way and tags in anyways, ignoring the objections of his teammates. On the other side, Deli gets the tag to Level One to the boos of the crowd. Kurt rushes at him and tackles him to the ground with more rights and lefts. He then gets up and hits a VICIOUS German Suplex to Level One almost PURPOSELY trying to make him land on his head! He then hits a NOBLE DDT in the middle of the ring and heads to the corner. He hops on the second rope and laps off with a double foot stomp across the leg of Level One. He does it again. He brings Level One to the ropes, props his leg up and drops a knee across it. Chase: Noble seems to be purposely trying to injure the leg of Level One. The ref needs to seriously do something about this. Kurt then locks in a Figure four on Level One and wrenches back on it as hard as he can. He uses his arms to pull both men over to the ropes and then he blatantly gabs onto the ropes for leverage! The ref is there counting and trying to pry Kurt’s fingers off the ropes. When he can’t, Terry Marvin springboards over the top rope and drops a leg across Kurt’s arms and neck! Terry then smiles down at Kurt and looks to unleash a world of hurt. But in comes Chris Hart with a Running Cross Body Block to take Marvin away from him. Harvey: It seems that Chris is getting that Revenge on Marvin he talked about as he battles Marvin to the outside, unleashing furious kicks and chops on him until the ref seperates them to their own corners.In the ring Kurt goes back to Level One, but Level one grabs him for a huge Spine buster, leaving him as a heap in the middle of the ring. Level One then smiles as he stomps away on the arm and shoulder of Kurt Noble and gets a nod of approval from Terry marvin. He then hooks in a cross face chicken wing on Kurt, trying to rip the arm out of it’s socket. Kurt screams in pain and somehow manages to leap for the ropes. Level One holds on for the entire 5 count and then pulls up Kurt for a big DDT. He holds on to Kurt’s head, pulls him up again and hits a big modified backbreaker, dropping Kurt’s back and neck across his own back. Kurt rolls n the mat grabbing his back as the fans boo loudly. Level One picks him up again and nails a huge stalling suplex and floats over for the cover. 1 . . . 2 . . . KICKOUT! Harvey: Kurt is in trouble as he needs to find a way to make the tag to the fresh man. Chase: But look at L-1, he’s doing a good job at keeping Kurt away from his corner. A DAMN good job. Terry hops up and down on the apron, PRAYING for the tag from Level One. L-1 obliges and pulls Kurt by the hair over to the corner and tags in Marvin to loud boos from the crowd. Harvey: Kurt has done everything possible to stay away from Marvin, vowing to leave it all for shockwave. But here’s Terry taking advantage….which is pretty much status quo for him. Terry and Level one both grab Kurt… Each grabbing an arm and they PLANT him with a double single arm DDT Terry smiles as he slaps the back of Kurt’s head. He eggs him on, pointing to the corner. He tells Kurt to crawl, to make the tag. He laughs as he lifts Kurt up and pulls him inches away from the outstretched hand of Chris Hart only to reel him back in and hit a Side Effect in the middle of the ring. Terry smiles and pulls Kurt to his feet. He points at Chris as he drops him with the YOU’RE Cancelled and makes the cover on Kurt. 1 . . . 2 . . . KICKOUT! Marvin then stomps away on the arm and shoulder of Kurt Noble before locking in a fujiwar arm bar right in the middle of the ring. Chase: Terry is wearing Kurt down trying to break both his body AND spirit. And It looks like it’s working. Kurt pushes up with all his might and starts to crawl. He gets halfway to his corner and collapses as Marvin wrenches back on the arm. The ref is there and raises Kurt’s other arm and it FALLS to the ground. He screams out “ONE.” He raises it for the second time and if falls…. “TWO”. The ref raises Kurt’s arm for the third and final time… It begins to fall but Kurt raises it to cheers from the fans. He then crawls slowly dragging Terry to his corner. The fans cheer “LETS GO KURT” As Chris reaches desperately for the tag. With one final leap of desperate strength, Kurt tags in Chris Hart. Harvey: Here we go! Business as they say is picking up! Marvin breaks the hold and tries to get away but receives a single handed bulldog for his trouble. Both men are up and Chris hits a Lightning Inside Cradle. 1 . . . 2 . . KICKOUT Chris then hits a series of three armdrags on Marvin and finishes it up with a Strait-Jacket Suplex. He bridges up and goes for a pin. 1 . . . 2 . . . KICKOUT! Chris is on fire as he calls for marvin to Get up. He springboards off the middle rope and hits a Hurricanrana sending Terry across the ring. Terry gets to his feet and is met in the middle of the ring by a Busaiku Knee Kick. The crowd Cheers loudly as Chris picks Terry up and grabs his head running for the corner and looking for the Hart Break. Marvin shoves him off and dashes to his corner making the quick tag to an unsuspecting Level One! Harvey: Here it is folks! Level One and Chris Hart going at it one on one! Chase: Say goodbye to the Hart Throb. Level One comes with a clothesline. Chris ducks it and attempts a Hart Break. Level One counters and goes for the Level Advance. Chris rolls out of it and rolls up Level One from behind. 1 . . 2 . . Level One uses his momentum to roll through and now has Chris hart rolled up. 1 . . 2 . . . KICKOUT! Both men get to their feet and rush at each other colliding in the middle of the ring, laying both men out. They roll to their corners…. Chris tags in Gates as L-1 tags in DeliKado. But LevelOne grabs Chris from behind and GERMAN SUPLEXES HIM OUT OF THE RING! Chase: MY GOD! Chris almost got broke in half right there, and Level One isn’t done. He is on the outside now ready to dole out more punishment. Inside the ring Deli hits a Belly to belly suplex on CJ Gates and then goes for his patented Face Shot. As he’s slapping gates in the face, Gates grabs Deli’s hand and rolls him off of Gate’s Chest. He then kicks him in the gut, runs off the rope and hits a Flip Over Neckbreaker. On the outside of the ring, Level One pulls Chris up and whips him toward the steps. But Chris reverses it and Level One goes barreling over the steps. He pulls himself up on the baracade and Chris charges him, clothes lining him out into the crowd. The two continue to brawl through the fans. Gates slowly gets to his feet and receives a low blow by Deli who cleverly disguises it from the Referee. Deli lifts Gates and drops him with a piledriver. He then pulls him up and drops Gates with a Reverse STO and goes for the Koji Clutch. But Gates pushes up and rolls out of the Clutch and gets to his feet. He grabs a surprised Delikado and gets the MARKET CRASH! He goes for the cover. 1 . . . 2 . . . MARVIN BREAKS UP THE PIN! Harvey: Terry again screws Gates out of a pin! Gates gets to his feet and turns RIGHT INTO A Desperation LAST CALL TO CUBA! Gates collapses on the mat, but Delikado does the same thing. Chase: Come on Delikado! This one is over!Both men shake off the cobwebs and crawl towards each other. Right hand from the knees by Gates. Right hand by Deli. They get to one knee…. Right hand from gates and a left from Deli. They’re both standing. They unleash rights and lefts on each other until they both run to the ropes. Blind tag from Marvin… BLIND tag from Kurt. Deli and C.J. Tackle each other and roll out of the ring brawling to the outside. But the crowd erupts in cheers as Marvin and Kurt step in the ring and stare each other down. Harvey: THIS IS IT! A preview to Shockwave is about to happen right now and Kurt seems to be smiling at the thought of getting his hands on Marvin. Chase: But he hesitates, remembering his promise to let his punishment come at Shockwave. But I don’t think he’s going to wait that long with this opportunity in front of them. Terry and Kurt are about to square off when the static hits the jumbo tron. This draws both their attention. After a couple seconds of static, the following scene is played…. The crowd boos as Tears and Rage build up in Kurt’s eyes. But the jumbo tron isn’t finished. And it loops again. And then, as if some sort of cruel joke. It continually loops. The feed continues on, but Kurt can’t take it anymore. Harvey: That is just cruel, somebody stop it. Kurt Explodes after Marvin. Terry ducks a clothesline. And then another. Kurt gets his hands on him, but Marvin manages to squirm away and out of the ring. Kurt is right there behind him and chases him around the ring. Terry slides in and is on his feet. Kurt slides right after, but his rage causes him to stumble. Marvin takes advantage of that split second grabs Kurt and HITS A QUICK WHIPLASH ON HIM!!!! Chase: What a whiplash by Marvin as he makes the cover.!1 . . . 2 . . . THREE!!! Winner: Terry Marvin, Delikado, Level One [/center] Chase: HE DID IT! MARVIN PINNED THE CHAMP! If this happens in two weeks time, we will have a new undisputed Champion!But Marvin isn’t finished…. He leans down and wraps Kurt Noble in the Show’s Over Crossface. Harvey: Come on! This is uncalled for!An Army of security floods the ring and pulls Marvin off of Kurt while the ref and others help Kurt to his feet. Chase: Look out! This isn’t over!Kurt dashes and tackles Marvin to the ground, unleashing hard rights and lefts, trying to make an impact on Marvin’s Face. As the Security swarms to pull him off, Kurt slams Marvin’s head against the mat repeatedly. Security finally pulls him off and Kurt kicks and screams the whole way. Harvey: Finally that’s over with!Chase: Think Again!Both Marvin and Kurt break free and tackle each other exchanging hard blows on the ground, trying to beat the living hell out of each other! Finally more security files down as now Delikado and Level One rush back to hold Marvin off. CJ and Chris are there to help hold Kurt off, but things still look like they’re about to explode as every few seconds, one of them gets loose and rushes the other. Harvey: They’re trying to kill each other here. Chase: I don’t think they’re going to stop until they do. Forget about Shockwave!Finally a voice rings out to break this up. President Jeff stands at the entrance way and doesn’t look very happy! President Jeff: THAT’S ENOUGH!Cheers ring out as Jeff continues to address the wrestlers. President Jeff: You two want to kill each other, that’s fine. But you’ll do it in the confines of that ring and you’ll do it in front of a Pay Per View audience at SHOCKWAVE and not a second before.
If the two of you so much as lay a hand on each other before then, I promise you both that I will cancel the main event of Shockwave, strip that title and SUSPEND YOU BOTH INDEFINATELY!!Chase: WHAT!!!!President Jeff: You both think this is YOUR show. Well here’s a little something you should know. This is MY SHOW! I run things here and that’s the cold hard truth!Jeff drops the mic and exits to cheers as Security finally manages to get both Terry and Kurt backstage. The APW Logo flashes on the screen and Overdrive does off the air!
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