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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:42:02 GMT -4
Overdrive begins with clips of last weeks show then cuts to the Overdrive intro video
Wednesday Overdrive, opens with a special presentation.
Job squad productions present: …Who the hell booked me?
Justin Job is on the set of his new T.V show, where basically the tour the country trying to find their newest member of the job squad. After having a long tour of the ‘’IWC’’ and finding plenty of applicants for the jobbers new friend, he was on the set ready to record when he got a phone call, telling him that he’s booked on Wednesday Night Overdrive.
Justin Job: WHAT!? Wednesday Night overdrive? I am done wrestling. I am a reality television star right now…
Justin Job lowers the phone; as a women walks by. Justin Job snaps his fingers, as she quickly turns around.
Justin Job: The lights. Do something about them. It’s not matching my complexion, fix it or you’re fired.
Justin Job lifts the phone back to his ears.
Justin Job: I am HOLLYWOOD right now. I don’t have time for wrestling. I wear rollex wrist watches, I don’t execute wrist locks! Okay, look I’m done. I give in. Stop it. I’ll bring Gilbert with me, and we’ll be there at the APW, but only if we are allowed to whore our new T.V show, okay?
The phone goes dead on the other end. Justin Job rolls his eyes, before looking around snapping his fingers once more.
Justin Job: CUE THE DAMN HUMAN HAND-FANS! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE GOOD FOR!? I’M SWEATING LIKE A STUCK PIG!
Operation Monday Night Overdrive
Justin Job is seated in the driver seat. That’s all great, snazzy and dazzy...but there is still one huge problem. They’re in the middle of the desert. Gilbert with drool seeping through his lips; holds a piece of paper in his hand, as Justin Job smashes his head against the steering wheel.
Justin Job: We are lost. We are in the middle of nowhere. What the heck have you done Gilbert?
Gilbert shrugs his shoulders.
Gilbert: You tell me to read map, Justin. I read map.
Justin Job angrily grabs the map, turning it over.
Justin Job: You were reading it backwards, you moron! Now look where we are. In the middle of a desert, with no more gas!? Why because YOU had to spend all our gas money on double bubble gum.
Gilbert lowers his head in regret. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a small block of gum. It was a nice gesture, really, but was it mentioned we were stuck in the middle of the DESERT!?
Justin Job: …Okay, I forgive you. I mean, you know how much I love double bubble gum.
Justin Job pops the piece of gum into his mouth, before letting out a long sigh.
Justin Job: Justin, we are the Job squad. We don’t give up. We don’t let shit like this get in our way, and stop us from getting’ where we are going! So let’s open up our car door, and walk to the Monday Night overdrive show, and then when we get there, we’ll mack on Trevor Blackwells girlfriend, like old times, how about it?
Gilbert smiles.
Gilbert: Kristina Blackwell?
Justin Job: No.
Gilbert: Arcadia?
Justin Job stops and thinks, but not for long. He’s smarter than that.
Justin: …SOUNDS LIKE A THREESOME BABY! Let’s go.
Justin Job opens up the car door; Gilbert having a bit of trouble. Justin Job begins to walk ahead, leaving Gilbert to struggle with the car door. It’s going to be a long day…or two…hell, we’ll see you next week.
The camera goes to inside the arena with the Steel Cage lowering around the ring
Chase: Welcome folks to Wednesday Night Overdrive.
Harvey: And we’re kicking things off with a STEEL CAGE MATCH!
Suddenly, the match is interrupted as Put you on game hits the stereo system. Level-One slowly marches from out behind the curtains, stopping on the top of the ramp; as the crowd treats him with a mixed reaction.
Harvey: Now what the heck is Level-One doing out here? It’s John Green and Shadow tonight, he has no business showing up here!
Chase: Well the last time I checked, he came up with the awesome match and Max Carter made it happen. I think he has every right to watch!
Level-One continues down the ramp, with the APW world title wrapped tightly against his waist. Circling the lowered steel cage; he walks over to the announce tables. Level-One jumps over the table; before quickly reaching over grabbing his signature steel chair. Placing it beside the announce team, he hi-jacks a set of headphones from the Spanish announcers next door.
Chase: Did you just steal those headphones?
Level-One shrugs his shoulders.
Level-One: Yeah, is there a problem? Besides, it’s not like anyone speaks Spanish anyways. Hell, the only thing in common with APW and Spanish, is the minimum wage Mexicans always score; and the amount Jason Royce gets paid in the APW weekly.
Harvey: Real smooth.
Level-One: Hey now, the kid defiantly deserves a raise, I’ll tell you that.
We snap away from the announce tables to see Slade Craven on the ramp raising his hands in the air receiving a huge pop from the crowd. From behind though, John Green walks out through the ramp, turning Slade Craven around as they stare at each-other face to face. Slade snaps off a huge right hand, Green answer backs with one of his own. The two begin brawling on the ramp, with John Green gaining the quick advantage; striking Slade with a string of punches and then whipping Slade back first into a nearby guard rail by the side of the ramp!
Harvey: John Green seems focused on Slade Craven tonight, any reason for that Level?
Level-One: Have you not seen who’s he been hanging out with lately? I am the APW world champion, and whether John Green wants to admit it or not, he looks up to me. If I can change piss into whine, I sure as hell can make something out of these kids.
Chase: You can really make piss out of whine?
John Green has Slade pushed up against the corner; and begins to put the boot to Slade’s chest, giving him a preverbal ass kicking. John Green then lifts up Slade Craven, before picking him up for a suplex. John Green getting cocky, holds Slade Craven up in a case of showmanship on the lower part of the ramp, maybe too long, as Slade reverses it into one sick DTT! John Greens’ face goes through a piece of the ramp, knocking out a series of lights that are placed under the ramp. Slade Craven rolls John Green over; as John Green has already been cut open; the crowd begins to chant ‘’APW’’ as the camera zooms over the face of Green.
Harvey: John Green just took a sick bump here!
Level-One: Ah, there’s nothing I couldn’t battle back from. John Green has something, I wouldn’t even remotely count him out just yet.
Chase: Can I have your autograph?
Level-One looks over to Chase; who just smiles.
Slade Craven has grabbed John Green by the hair; as John Green can barely stand. Slade Craven is able to get John Green by the ring apron. The steel cage stares back at the two men. Slade Craven goes to throw John Green into the steel chair; but John Green suddenly finds a new wind to resist! John Green reverses the Irish whip sending Slade Craven towards the steel cage; Slade Craven however manages to run up the cage flipping over, landing behind a forever bleeding John Green. Grabbing hold of the back of his head Slade Craven snaps off a vicious inverted DDT! The crowd gives Slade a HUGE pop!
[color=YellowHarvey: What a show of athleticism by Slade Craven! That had to be a first in the APW[/color]
Chase: Well most times a cage match actually happens, INSIDE the cage, but these two seem to be the exception.
Level-One: This is something you announcers will never understand. Innovation happens anywhere and everywhere. Innovation with boundaries, simply isn’t innovation. Your set template of what a match should look like is distorted. What these two guys doing are impressive, couldn’t stack up to anything I have done, but you have to give credit where it is due.
Slade Craven walks over to the steel cage door; ripping it open. Walking back over to John Green, Slade grabs him by his hair slipping John Green’s limp body into the ring VIA the door. John Green’s head still hangs outside the ring, as Slade Craven thinks up away to destroy John Green, and make his win that much easier. Slade Craven grabs the steel cage door; opening it as wide as it will allow. The crowd gets to their feet, as Slade swings the door, but it clashes with metal! John Green is able to roll it over at the last second.
John Green grabs the ropes pulling himself up to his knee, blood covered on one side of his face. Slade Craven begins to fiddle with the door; but he can’t seem to budge it open. Slade Craven after a few seconds of trying, curses, as he grabs the meshing of the door, and appears to be climbing up to the top of the cage. Slade Craven gets half of his body over the door opening, but John Green sensing his chance stumbles to his feet, rushes forward with a huge roar; nailing the Steel Cage door with a high knee, sending it flying open! The impact takes Slade Craven’s feet from right underneath him, as Slade Craven’s face crashes against the outside ring mat. The crowd begins a ‘’holy shit’’ chant, Slade Craven isn’t moving.
Harvey: Oh my god, I think we have our main-event match right here!
Chase: God bless you Level for making his all happen.
Level-One: You don’t need to thank me. Thank these guys who are putting one hell of a show, I’m impressed from what I’m seeing from John Green right here tonight.
John Green falls to his knees watching as Slade Craven lies virtually unconscious outside the ring. John Green, gets to his feet, before pointing up to the top of the steel cage. Wiping the blood away from his eyes, he slowly begins to make his way up the cage wall. Slade Craven begins to stir; and witnesses John Green who is virtually now at the top of the cage. Slade Craven stammers under the ring, pulling out a huge ladder, as the crowd lets out yet a second huge pop of the night. It isn’t just a ladder…it’s a HUGE FUCKING LADDER!
Harvey: John Green is going to win it here!
Chase: Wait, but look at Slade Craven! There is no way he’s going to be able to reach John Green, who is just one pull from the top of the that steel cage.
Level-One: Slade Craven has some sick intentions. You all better have pre-ordered some damn EMTS, because hurricane Jeff is going to get his ass sued if one of these guys die tonight. And trust me, on the behalf of John Green, I will provide him the best lawyer in town. That guy who got Michael Jackson of those rape charges, or maybe the lawyer who managed to set OJ on our asses for another few years, you really think Jeff could stand a chance?
Harvey and Chase look at Level-One flabbergasted; as all three men shake their heads and focus back on the action brewing in the ring.
Slade Craven leans the large ladder against the steel cage. Slade knowing that virtually it’s his only way of catching John Green, who has now pulled himself stomach first onto the top beam. Slade Craven shakes his head as he watches virtually one dangerous climb. He hops over the barrier, as a few fans talk it over with him, it isn’t worth it.
Level-One: Slade Craven better re-think this. There’s four walls to that steel cage; John Green is facing us at the announce table. Slade Craven is facing the left wall towards the crowd, whatever he’s thinking he better stop and walk away, John Green has got this match!
Slade Craven points up to the lights; as the crowd gets to their feet. John Green has pulled himself to his knees, eying the crowd who are virtually all sanding up. Slade Craven waiting for the right time, finally ceases his opportunity. Getting a running start, Slade Craven charges over the barrier, and runs up the ladder! The further he goes the steep the climb, Slade manages it do it! Slade is on top of the steel cage, as he runs around on the top beam, running towards John Green he kips up for a hurricanarana from the top of the steel cage!
Harvey: OH MY GOD!
Level-One: Wait, John Green has him! Slade is in trouble!
Chase: Someone is going to die!
John Green is able to hold his balance. Slade Craven hangs by John Green’s feet. John Green with one large thrust, pulls Slade Craven back up over his head…LAST RIDE POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP OF THE STEEL CAGE! Slade Craven comes flying off the top of the steel cage, crashing through the ring, the impact planting a whole through it’s center. ‘’Holy fuck’’ chants are heard, as John Green falls to a single knee, heading over to the ladder that Slade used to climb up. John Green sacrifices his body, as he uses the steel ladder to roll down, ultimately sending him crashing into the ring barrier a bloodied mess.
Harvey: John Green has done it! John Green beat Slade Craven in a steel cage match, what a showing!
Chase: John Green had to impress you tonight, Level.
Level-One: Sure, but he still has a long way to go.
John Green is helped up by EMTS who come rushing into the ring, as they pull him to his feet. He points to the ring, telling them to focus on Slade Craven, as the entered the cage and begin to check up on him. Overdrive comes to a long commercial break, as the ring is repaired, and Slade is taken care of.
‘’APW, APW, APW’’
(Commerical)
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:42:37 GMT -4
The scene opens up backstage where Standing with Cindy Shannon is General Manager Max Carter
Cindy: I am standing here with the General Manager of Wednesday Night Overdrive Max Carter. Last week we saw a horrific attack on you by Streets Wilson. Lets take a look.
The Clip is shown from Last week of Streets Wilson hitting the Vicious DDT on Max and then EMT running out and checking out on Max. The cameras then go back to the interview.
Cindy: Now you ended up not having any injuries. But we learned on actionpackedwrestling.tk that you had a surprised for both Streets and Jeff here tonight.
Cindy puts the Mic up to Max’s mouth
Max: Take a look of this
Max pulls open his neck collar and shows a scar on his neck
Max: This scar, its from a neck injury. An injury that put me out of commission for a while. An injury that cost me my GM job in EWC. An injury that was caused by the same type of move that Streets gave me. So you can see the panic that the EMT’s had when I was dropped on my head. Let me remind you all, I am not a trained wrestler, this is why I’m a business man. But last week, the line was crossed. Jeff can threaten me all he wants but there’s no way I am stepping down as the General Manager of Overdrive.
Cindy: So what’s the surprise you have in store?
Max: We’ll, I had time to think, and I’m not stupid, I know how Jeff works and I know that he will get Streets to take me out again, but, not if I take them out first.
Cindy: What does that mean.
Max: You’ll see.
Max walks away
Cindy: Wait, what does it mean!
Max continues to walk away as we go back to ringside
Scars by Papa-roach blasts the stereo system, as Jason Royce comes sprinting through the curtains. Jason Royce with a new found face of determination, raises his hand in the air marching down to the ring. Jason Royce hops up onto the apron, springing himself over the top rope, as he raises his hands up in the air once again receiving a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Harvey: Last week, Level-One spoke to Max Carter and got Jason Royce booked in a special challenge. Once again for this match, we have Level-One as our special announcer.
The camera spans over to Level-one with a head-set on, as he stands up and begins to yank with the wires. Reaching atop his head he pulls off the headset, as Jason Royce stands in the ring rubbing his hands together anxiously for his opponent to come down to the ring.
Chase: Level, where are you going? Aren’t you going to call the match with us! Level!?
Level-One walks around the announce table, leaving chase with a look of disappointment on his face, as he punches Harvey on his arm.
Chase: Look what you did!
Harvey: What?
Chase: You scared Level-One off. I told you before the show, he wouldn’t sign your left buttocks, and you continued to pressure him into doing it, didn’t you?
Harvey: No, I told you I changed my mind. EBay’s shipping policy really makes things awkward…
Level-One stands outside the ring beside Jason Royce; who waits for his opponent. A minute passes as Jason Royce begins to grow frustrated. Another two; has the crowd booing, and Jason Royce taking the heat. Three minutes pass, and Jason Royce has finally had enough, he steps through the ropes, arguing with Level-One, before reaching over to the ring announcer yanking the microphone from his hands. Jason Royce eagerly rolls back into the ring, and paces around.
Royce: ‘’What the hell was that, Level!?’’
Jason Royce roars out; as he points at Level-One. Level-One simply stares a whole through Jason Royce, as Jason Royce continues on. His face turning red with rage.
Royce: ‘’Last week, you stood down that ramp while I had taken the ring, and you promised me you had a challenger for me. You said that he was going to be the biggest challenge of my life! Yet, he didn’t even show up. Where is he? Where the hell is he, Level? I’m not playing games, I came out here for a match, and I demand it!’’
Level-One now wielding a microphone of his own, hops up onto the apron, before slipping through the ropes. Level-One walks past Jason Royce to the other side of the ring, leaning up against the turnbuckle.
Level One: ‘’It’s pretty simple, John. The man simply didn’t show up’’
The crowd boos as Jason Royce closes his eyes, trying to hold back his temper. Lifting the microphone to his lips, he continues on.
Royce: ‘’…Do you know how hard I trained for that match? I busted my ass. I fought a hardcore hell all over again, in that gym. I bled, I sweat, and I was soar for the entire week, because you told me I needed to be the best shape of my life for this match! You lied to me!’’
Level-One smiles.
Level One: ‘’Does that make you angry?’’
Jason Royce clenches his teeth.
Royce: ‘’YES!’’
Level One‘’So what are you going to do about it?’’
Level-One smiles, as Jason Royce quickly walks over to Level-One, slapping him across the face! Jason Royce turns around, the electricity flowing through his veins, as he takes center stage. Level-One still holds his head titled behind him, from the recoil of the slap.
Royce: ‘’HOW ABOUT THAT!’’
Level-One straightens up his head; before reaching over at his bloodied lip. He licks the blood, seemingly not losing his cool, as Jason Royce continues on.
Royce: ‘’I am tired of being seen as some type of joke! I am NOT a jobber, and I proved it by beating your friend John Green last week. You said you wanted me motivated? Well, I absolutely loved it when I rammed that steel chair in the face of John Green; and I loved it more when I nailed him with the GTS and pinned him for the three count! Last week, I proved what I was capable of’’
Level-One nods his head humbly, as he looks up at Jason Royce who stares at him. Suddenly, Level-One launches forward nailing Jason Royce with a knee to the stomach, sending him to a single knee.
Level One: ‘’You may have beaten John Green; but you still have a whole lot to learn. I never became a star by winning a single match’’
Level-One rocks Jason Royce with a boot to the head sending him onto the mat flat on his back.
Level One: ‘’I never became a star by winning my first title’’
Level-One grabs Jason Royce by his legs, flipping him over into a Boston crab, locking the hold in. Jason Royce reaches out grabbing his microphone. Despite the pain he’s going through; he is still able to speak.
Royce: ‘’Level, I’m ready for whatever you got. Just remember…I am coming for that world title of yours!’’
Level-One wrenches back and the hold, as Jason Royce screams out reaching for the ropes. Refs rush the ring, pulling Level-One off of him, backing him into a corner. Jason Royce holding his back in pain, slowly be surely makes his way back to his feet. The refs restraining Level-One against the turn-buckles, suddenly have are attacked from behind! Jason Royce!
Jason pounds a ref in the face ultimately dumping him through the ropes. The other two rush forward, as he scoops them up simultaneously! With only two more left to restrain Level-One he hoists one ref up onto his shoulders; as the other one tries to help his co-worker, but too is scooped up. Jason Royce smiles to Level-One, and Level-One clenches his teeth in return; Jason Royce hits a double GTS, and Level-One nails a double darkness shine! The crowd has lost it, as both men sit up, staring across at each-other, neither one standing face to face.
Harvey: What the hell did we just see here!
Chase: I don’t know, there’s a weird working relationship between these two. They looked like they were going to come to blows a few seconds ago, and now they’re beating up the refs that tried to stop them.
Jason Royce and Level-One seated in the ring, in-front of the fallen, simply stare at each-other, as Wednesday night overdrive comes to commercial.
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:43:55 GMT -4
Overdrive comes back on the air. Cindy Shannon: Hello there APW fans, its me Cindy Shannon APW Interviewer and today I have learned that APW has signed a new major talent. However most of the staff doesn't know who he is and right now all that is known is where his locker room is at. Lets see if he is there shall we?The camera man follows her down the halls of the backstage area until they arrive at the door to where supposedly the new talent is at. An old man in a Nick's Jersey stares at her. He whistles as he eyes her up and down. Cindy Shannon: Well hello there sir, we are looking for the new wrestler that has been signed to APW, it would happen to be you would it?Nick: Nope, but I'm his personal trainer.Cindy Shannon: Oh, then I guess I can ask you a few questions. If that's okay with you?Nick: Actually doll face, Jeff and me had an agreement we are not allowed to talk about anything to do with the new edition to the APW roster. He wanted it that way, he wants it to be a big surprise. Right now however I am pretty sure that he will be here soon. He just called me and said he was on his way, he is having problems finding his way around Honolulu, I told him not to take that tour of the town. Oh well, maybe you can catch him after the show, but that's highly doubtful, I have a feeling he will make an impact that soon won't be forgotten here on APW. Now if you excuse me doll face, I got to go to the pisser.Cindy Shannon: Wait, can I at least get your name sir. People will want to know who you are if this man is truly the real deal tonight.Nick: Nick Maelstrom. Seeya later.Cindy Shannon: There you have it ladies and gentlemen, the newest edition to the APW roster will be here tonight and by what that man Mr. Maelstrom said its going to be one hell of an edition. This is Cindy Shannon signing off.The feed cuts with her looking disappointed that she didn't get the scoop. Chase: Up next is The Hardcore Kid taking on Nick Santos.Harvey: These two fought last week in an unscheduled match where it got thrown out due to Streets and Jeff getting involved. Now we find out just who is better.The Hardcore Kid Vs Nick Santos
Nick comes down to the ring first, followed by the Hardcore Kid. The bell rings and they look up with the Kid getting a side headlock in. A few shots to the ribs by Santos then throws the Kid off into the ropes and Santos is taken down with a shoulder block. The Kid runs off the ropes and jumps over Santos and comes back and Santos goes for a leap frog, but the Kid stops in front of Santos and Santos comes down into an atomic drop. Santos holds his groin and the Kid picks Santos up and drops him with a brain buster for a cover. 1.…2.…kick out
Chase: Since winning the Xtreme Title, The Hardcore Kid is been doing good for himself in 2009.
Harvey: Indeed he has.
The Kid locks on a chin lock, but Santos fights it by getting to his feet and begins elbows to the Stomach of the Xtreme Champion and takes him down with a side belly to back suplex. The Kid holds the back of his head and Santos is up and kicks it. He pulls the Kid up, puts him into the corner and throws him into the opposite corner. Santos runs, jumps, steps on The Kid’s chest and back flips then spears The Kid in the corner.
Chase: That was pretty cool.
Santos gives the Kid a few more spears then chops him before throwing him into the ropes and connects with a dropkick and goes for a cover. 1...2.…kick out. Santos picks The Kid up and slams him in the middle of the ring and then climbs to the top rope. The Hardcore Kid gets up and Santos comes off with a Crossbody Block and lands it into a cover. 1...2.…shoulder up by the Kid.
Harvey: Santos is giving everything he’s got here
Santos picks The Kid up and the Kid starts firing punches and throws Santos into the ropes and connects with a Spinning heel kick. Santos gets up and falls into the corner where The Kid goes and kicks Santos in the ribs a few times then throws him to the other corner. The runs and Santos gets a foot up. Santos jumps to the middle rope, grabs The Kid’s head and signals for his Crash And burn finisher, but the Kid fights Free and climbs the ropes and gives Santos a Hurricanrana. Santos gets up staggering around and the Kid hit’s the Straight to Hell. 1.…2.…3.
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:44:18 GMT -4
The scene opens up backstage with Jeff and Streets talking Streets: What are we going to do with MaxJeff: The hell does he mean that he’s gonna take us out.Streets: Don’t worry about that. That’s why you hired me.Jeff: Still, I don’t like the thought of it. Max is sneaky, you can’t trust him.Streets: Who the hell would Max get to take us out. Max has no friends, and I don’t think anyone is dumb enough to mess with us.Jeff looks over to the side Jeff: Maybe one guy is dumb enough.Just then Link walks into the picture. Jeff: Look what we have here. The man who’s had a problem with me since the day he signed the contract.Link: I got a match to win.Jeff: Oh, you didn’t get the memo, your opponent didn’t show up tonight, your match isn’t happening. Link: So what do I do instead.Jeff: Well Link. Since you’ve have a problem with and APW, and word on the streets is that Max Carter has a hit out for me. And since that the only person currently on the roster who Max could talk into taking me out is you. Link: Jeff, If I wanted to take you out, I don’t need Max Carter to tell me to do it. I’ll do it when I’m damn well and ready.Jeff: We’ll Link, I can’t take that chance.And on Cue, Security Guards show up. Jeff: Guys, escort Link out the arena. Link: Its crap like this what makes APW garbage. Jeff: Save it for another time Link.Security take Link and escort him away and we go to the ring for the next match. Chase: I can’t believe Jeff kicked Link out of the arena.Harvey: Max has got Jeff paranoid.Chase: I can’t wait to find out what Max has in store for Jeff and Streets.Harvey: Its time for our next match upShadow Vs Kid Cannabis
Cannabis comes to the ring first and then the Overdrive champ, Shadow comes out. The two men on opposite sides of the rings sizeing each other up as the bell rings. Going to the middle of the ring both men begin wailing on each other with lefts and rights, knocking each other back a little they go in and tie up. Shadow who has a weight advantage over the smaller Cannabis pushes him into the corner causing the ref to separate the two, which allows Shadow to deliver a kick right to Kid's stomach. Shadow who thinks Kid is feeling the pain is only surprised by the much smaller wrestlers tenacity as Cannabis explodes out of the corner laying into him with punches until finally Shadow is backed into a corner. Cannabis is forced to break it up by the ref and walks to the center of the ring, the fans are all chanting his name, but as Cannabis turns around to see shadow he is quickly taken down to the mat by a quick big boot. All the fans are ecstatic as Shadow lifts Cannabis up and drops him to the floor with a suplex. Cannabis slowly gets to his feet as he sees Shadow sizing him up for The Eclipse. As he goes to get him in it Cannabis forces his way out and delivers The Chronic to the unsuspecting Shadow. He goes for the cover.
1.…..2.……
Shadow literally lifts the man Cannabis with brute strength and throws him off of himself. Getting up Cannabis is confused as to how he hasn't sealed the deal yet, but receives viscous clothes line from his opponent. As Cannabis gets up disoriented Shadow goes in one more time for The Eclipse and this time it hits home and Shadow goes for the pin.
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:44:53 GMT -4
Crashing into the silence of the arena; a familiar laugh at the beginning of the song is heard over the PA system. Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco plays as the crowd breaks into a burst of cheers; but the boos underline the high pitched screams. Level-One slowly walks out onto the ramp, with the APW world championship hanging over his shoulder with pride and a microphone in his right hand. He gives the crowd a quick little glance, before methodically pacing himself to the ring.
Harvey: Here is Level-One, our APW world champion! Who has recently been mixed up in a few things over the past few weeks.
Chase: Well, do you care to fill them in?
Harvey: …
Chase: Damn it, Harvey. Level-One has taken to Jason Royce and John Green as of late, trying to motivate them to be the best they can be, as both have been having a bit of trouble lately. Jason Royce taking Level-One’s advice, slammed John Green’s face in with a steel chair two weeks ago. Last week; he knocked John Green out with a GTS!
Harvey: Well, that isn’t very accurate chase. I wouldn’t say Level-One was the driving force behind Jason Royce taking out John Green, after all he was helping them both out, correct?
Chase tries not to strangle Harvey at the announce table; as Level-One slips his world title under the bottom rope, before rolling in himself. He quickly reaches over picking back up his APW world championship before raising it into the air; receiving a mixed reaction from the crowd. Propping the title back onto his shoulders; he slowly paces around the ring, waiting for the enthusiastic crowd to quite down before daring to say a word to the crowd.
Level One: ‘’Last week was a mess. To be quite honest; it’s not something I am proud of. Here I am trying to help out two guys; here I am lending them my expertise, trying to make there time here in the APW easier, yet they repay me with what happened last week. Needless to say, I am disappointed. Sure, Jason Royce rose to the challenge in John Green, proving that maybe the kid has something else beside heart, maybe the kid does have some shining talent. And John Green, well despite the lackluster performance his will to put his feelings aside and shake the hand of Jason Royce was a noble gesture; yet, he picked John Green and nailed him with the GTS, for no apparent reason other than to shake things up’’
Level-One lowers the microphone shaking his head in disappointment. A few Jason Royce chants are heard in the crowd; but just as quickly do they die out. Typical smarks in the crowd; rebels that needed to go against the grain to stand out.
Level One: ‘’Now, while I can’t sit here and say Jason Royce made a horrible decision to do what he did, but I can say that given these circumstances I am disappointed. I don’t NEED to help you, Royce. John, I don’t NEED to help you either, especially when I reach out, and you refuse to grab my hand. In turn; you must learn your place in the APW; because when you forget, you tend to lose your way. You tend to go off the charts, lose focus, forget my words and act out like you both had last week
Jason Royce, if you can get hit John Green with a GTS; what’s stopping you from doing the same thing to me? John Green; if you won’t adhere to my advice, what’s the point of speaking to your thick skull anymore? I want you guys to show me that you still want this. I want you both to show me that you are willing to do ANYTHING to not only fight your way to the top, but remain at the top. In turn; instead of giving you some frivolous punishment, I am going to grant you two with an opportunity of a lifetime’’
The crowd gives a decent pop; as the await the follow up information. These fans want to see action, and listening to Level-One’s words as he spits them out with the tip of his tongue.
Level One: ’'John Green, Jason Royce. You want to REALLY prove yourselves? Because the last time I checked, tonight I don’t have a match. And the last time I checked; I’m a main-eventer so why don’t I get busy tonight and leave these people in this crowd with some satisfaction to take home; besides just the pop-corn they smuggled into the pits of their belly’s’’
The crowd boos. Level-One bites his lips, and puts his hands up in protest. The old him, clearly still apart of him as he humbly nods in respect, wishing he could take back the insults he was so a costume too. Cracking a sly smile, he doesn’t apologize; body his body language did it for him.
Level One ’However, it’s not that simple. Because the last time I checked, the show didn’t revolve around Jason Royce, or John Green, hell it doesn’t even revolve around me. In light of this, this open challenge goes out to EVERYONE on the APW roster. The first person to get down onto this ramp, with a microphone in hand will be granted a chance to step in the ring with the champ. Come on’ Royce, you want someone who’s going to show up and fight, I am here! John, you want to steal the show twice in one night? Show me you want this match!’’
The crowd grows in anticipation as Level-One stares directly down the ramp. On the ti-tron Jason Royce is seen running down the halls towards the ring. Royce bumps into a stage hand, shoving him into the brick wall. On the other side of the hall, John Green with a bottle of water in his hand wears a mask of intensity upon his face, pacing down the hall, John Green feels as if he is ready for his shot.
Level One: ‘’You guys should be out here by now, let’s go!’’
John Green fails to pick up his pace; as Jason Royce quickens his run. Suddenly Jason Royce paces John Green in the lobby by the catering table. John Green steps forward turns Jason Royce around, and throws him into the catering table! John Green mounts on top of Jason Royce pounding on the top of his head.
Level One: ‘’John Green!? What the hell are you doing!’’
The crowd has broken out into a frenzy, as John Green picks up Jason Royce smacking him in the face with a silver platter of food. Jason Royce shakes off the assault catching Green with a knee to the stomach trying to mount an offense, but Green plays just as dirty with an eye rake. John Green picks Jason Royce up in the air, planting him through the catering table with a spine buster! Various pasty goods spill onto of Jason Royce, to add insult to injury, John Green picks up a pie holding it towards the camera.
Level One: ‘’Don’t do it you son of a bitch!’’
John Green slams the pie over the face of Jason Royce, receiving a huge pop from the crowd as they watch the ti-tron. Level-One can’t believe it. Before he can say anymore; the feed is now treated with grey fuzz, and white noise; before shutting off. Level-One eyes down the ramp; as slowly a figure walks out through the curtains microphone in hand. It seems like a large part of the crowd got a swift of the rumorville as they begin to chant ‘’Pence’’ over and over; Level-One stares up the ramp not believing what he’s seeing..
Pence: ‘’By the look on your face, Level. I can tell you recognize me. See, you may have shrugged me off in the EWC; but I’m in the APW now. You may think I’m rushing things, accepting your open challenge, but honestly? I’ve seen the talent here, and there is no point on sitting back waiting for a few months just to earn a title shot. Level, I’m accepting your open challenge, I am beating you tonight, and I’m cementing my name in the APW world heavyweight title chase, one way or another’’
The crowd seems to take to pence, as they give him a decent pop. Level-One’s shock, soon grows into a confident smile, as he leans over the ropes.
Level One: ‘’…Now this is what I like to see…’’
Level-One drops the microphone, shaking his head at Pence weatherlight, who signals for the APW world championship, as we head back to the announced table.
Harvey: Pence weatherlight makes his APW debut by accepting our world champions open challenge? What a big way to kick off this kid’s career here in the APW.
Chase: If my ‘’kicked off’’ you mean his head straight off his shoulders by Level-One when he puts this little punk in his place, then your sure right. This kid is in way over his head, he doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into.
Harvey: One thing is for sure; both of these men seem to welcome the notion; one way, or the other.
Overdrive goes commercial
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:45:18 GMT -4
“Raining Blood” by Slayer hit’s the PA
Harvey: Wait a minute what’s the boss doing coming out here?
Jeff comes out through the curtain with Streets at his side.
Paige: Ladies and Gentlemen from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Accompanied by his body guard Streets Wilson.... President Jeff.
Chase: The corner stone of controversy in his dealings with Max Carter over the past few weeks, you have to wonder what the boss is doing here now Darren.
Jeff slides into the ring a smirk over his face towards the fans as he signals to Nicky for a microphone the fans still obviously displeased with the boss.
Jeff: Boo all you want, but this moment is for you the fans. Last week a man who like or hate, you gotta respect at this point in his career decided to finally hang up his boots, and I felt he didn’t get a proper send off so at this time, Ladies and Gentlemen for the last time in an APW ring I give you the former APW Xtreme Champion, the former APW Tag Team Champion, and the former APW World Heavyweight Champion... Also the man who one upped yours truly at Rasslemania Five... Twiiiiister!
The fans explode out of their seats as the lights fade through the arena. A long echoing chord dwells through the speakers before BOOM by P.O.D engulfs the sound waves. A red strobe light lightens up the stage as Twister strolls out onto the ramp. He adorns a red and black collared T-Shirt and a slightly baggy pair of black jeans. His raybands cover his eyes and he looks relaxed as he scans the appreciative audience. Twister takes a couple steps forward and raises his hand towards the crowd as red and gold pyro explode on stage behind him.
Chase: I for one am going to take in this moment Darren.
Harvey: I'll stand with ya man, he certainly has paid his dues not just here, but through out his entire career.
Twister slides into the ring and exchanges a look with Streets and Jeff before passing by them and hopping up onto the second turnbuckle. He leans slightly back and stretches out both arms to his sides as he takes in the cheers from the fans, flash bulbs going off at record pace. Twister finally hops off the turnbuckles and returns towards the middle of the ring where he gets almost face to face with Jeff before Streets steps in the way. Twister takes a step back as the fans quiet down. Twister looks Streets over and almost seems taken a back when he extends a hand out towards the veterans torso. Twister paces only briefly but then reaches out and matches the hand shaking with Streets and then turning and doing the same with Jeff. The two vets hand shake lasts longer obviously with all the history that they have experienced. The fans begin to buzz again and a one more match chant begins to resonate from the stands. Quickly the buzz is taken down as Jeff raises a hand in the ring.
Twister: Ladies and Gentlemen, please. As a fellow athlete I can respect how hard it is to finally make the decision to hang the boots up for good. Especially when you work as hard as this man here does to please the fans night in and night out.
A buzz still swarms the arena but Twister nods beside Jeff in agreement. Jeff turns his attention squarely to Twister.
Jeff: Twist... You and I have been going to it for years... We both played a role in making eachother stars. When you decided last week to hang them up, I felt I needed to do something to thank you for all you've done for me, for APW, and for our business in general. Your a stand up guy man, and I hold nothing but respect for you. That said with the help of the tech staff here, we've put together a special tributary video for you.
The fans cheer again as the lights dim. Instead of a video though "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath hits the speakers to a mixed reaction from the fans as The Hardcore Kid walks out onto the stage mic in hand.
THK: No... The hell it is. Not like this.
The music dies quickly, the fans beginning to murmur and boo at the interruption as The Hardcore Kid heads down the ramp and slides quickly into the ring. He immediately intrudes the personal space of Twister as Jeff and Streets take a half a step back.
THK: Really Twister? Look around man... Your pissing it away.
Twister stands in the ring motionless... The Hardcore Kid tugs at Twisters shirt collar and scoffs.
THK: Look at yourself... Damnit man...
The Kid turns around and shakes his head.
THK: Maybe you really are just washed up.
The fans erupt into full blown boos at this point as The Hardcore Kid bites at his lip before turning around.
THK:I guess your right to hang em up... You really don’t have what it takes to turn it on one... more... time.
Twister finally breaks his robotish form and snatches the microphone quickly from Jeff as the fans pop.
Twister: Damn Kid... You don’t get it. I paid my dues. I put the asses in these seats for years. The hell are you to question ANYTHING I do.
THK: I’m the Xtreme champion... I am the fastest rising star in APW. I am...
Twister stops him in mid sentence as he bumps his way past The Hardcore Kid towards the ropes.
THK: The hell you do.
The Hardcore Kid reaches out and grabs Twister by the shoulder and spins him around getting right in his face.
THK: You really that washed up Twist... Cant even handle the truth anymore.
Twister: Damnit Kid, I told you... I’m done.
THK: Well... If that’s a fact... let me just.
The Hardcore Kid takes a step back and extends a hand towards Twister. Twister looks down at the champs hand and reaches out to match it but instead has it swiped out of the way and The Kid grabs Twister under the arm and around the neck and slams him quickly to the mat sending Twister straight to hell. The fans all roar in protest as The kid looks down at Twister who rolls over and quickly gets up to a knee. Jeff and Streets jump in between Twister and The Hardcore Kid with Jeff looking at him as if to say WTF. Twister rolls out of the ring his now exposed eyes glaring at The Hardcore Kid the entire time as he walks around the ring and backs his way up the ramp.
Harvey: Straight to Hell Chase. What’s going to happen next here on Overdrive.
Chase: Damn man, Twister was supposed to get his due here tonight, The Hardcore Kid just may have gone too far.
Harvey: Or maybe he didn’t go far enough.
Twister is still glaring down the ramp towards the ring as the show fades to commercial.
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:45:45 GMT -4
We come back from commercial to see a recap of The Hardcore Kid hitting the Straight to Hell on Twister. Chase: Welcome back folks.Harvey: A crazy night so far. But lets get to our next match.Streets is already in the ring from the previous segment waiting for his opponent, and President Jeff is at ringside. Streets Wilson Vs Assassin
The two heavyweights circle each other as the bell rings. Streets not one to fool around immediately runs straight at Assassin for a clothesline but Assassin ducks and grabs the waist of Streets and delivers a powerful German Suplex. Assassin gets to his feet and stomps on Streets all the way to the ropes. Assassin grabs the ropes and continues to stomp on Streets until he rolls out of the ring. Assassin wasn't going to let that stop his assault on Streets. Assassin runs to the opposite ropes bounces off and runs straight for the ropes which Streets just slid out of and hops over the ropes and lands right on top of Streets who was just getting to his feet only to be knocked back down by Assassin. Assassin makes it to his feet and picks Streets up by his hair and delivers some powerful puches to the face of Streets. The ref is at a 6 count when Assassin throws Streets into the ring and gets in himself. Assassin Streets gets to his feet but is soon taken back down with a STO by Assassin. Assassin really feeling it goes to climb to the top rope but Streets crawls over to low blow Assassin who falls off the top rope and right onto his back. Streets gets up and taunts the fans who just boo him.
Chase: That should be a disqualification.
Streets has dominated in the middle. Streets has Assassin in the corner is performing some deadly chops. Assassin drops to the ground and Streets drags him to the middle of the ring. Streets picks him up and kicks him in the gut then hits him with a devastating piledriver. Streets then lays more stomps to Assassin. Streets then lets off with the stomps and taunts to the crowd once more.
Harvey: We’ve seen a different side of Streets since he aligned himself with President Jeff.
Chase: Streets is just a puppet to President Jeff
Streets is laying some deadly hands on Assassin. Suddenly the President himself comes out and walks down the ramp. Assassin is starting to make it to his feet as Streets is allowing it and puts a smirk on his face. Assassin looks out to Jeff and starts to curse him out. The ref sees Jeff and turns to tell him to leave while Streets reaches in his pockets and holds something in his hands. Assassin seeing the ref has things handled turns around only to be met with a pepperbomb to the face and grabs his eyes. Streets sees his opportunity and hits the Vibrating Palm on Assassin who drops to the floor and Streets goes for the pin. Jeff backs up and the ref finally sees the pin and counts it and it a 3-count.
Winner: Streets Wilson Streets and Jeff celebrates and then Max walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. Max: Congratulations Streets. Good to see you pick up a victory against a man who is bigger than I am. But anyways, I said I had a surprise in store for you. And while I give you credit for what you did to Link here tonight, I can help but laugh at your pathetic attempt of trying to stop me from giving you my surprise. While I was laying in the hospital, I had time to think and I realized, I too Jeff need a body guard. I made a phone call.Fans begins to cheer Max: And I found myself my own personal body Guard, so let me introduce to you, my new personal body guard, Jeff, Streets, turn around!Jeff and Streets turn around and standing there is KID CANNABIS Cannabis punches Streets and Jeff high tails out of the ring. Chase: Max Carter just found himself a great body guard.Jeff watches in the ring as Kid Cannabis takes Streets and hits The Chronic on Streets and Streets rolls out of the ring and Jeff helps him up and up the ramp and Max Carter gets into the ring and raises Cannabis hand in the air. Harvey: It Looks like things are evened up now.Chase: I’d like to see Jeff try to push Max around now.Max and Cannabis celebrate as we go to commercial. |
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Post by President Jeff on Apr 30, 2009 22:46:17 GMT -4
Overdrive is back on the air Paige: The following contest is your main event of the evening and is scheduled for one fallThe lights start flicker red, white, and blue, the fans erupt in to chants and then the lights die out and then static appears on the screen in front of the entrance ramp. Miniature explosions explode all over the screen and then the lights start flashing red, white, and blue again as "Come to Life" by Alterbridge starts playing. The announcer shouts out as loud as he can over the fans Paige: Coming to the ring, from Hershey, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 250 lbs! PENCE WEATHERLIGHT!". The fans start chanting as Pence emerges on the ramp and a spot light descends down on him as he walks down to the ring. He gets in to the ring and takes off his black and gold vest and throws it to the crowd, he then stands up on the ring post, and raises his hands above his head and gives the fans a big smile. They chant "Weatherlight!" as he stands in the ring and waits for his opponent to show themselves. Paige: And his opponentPut 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 his title high in the air. Paige: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada! Weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the current APW world champion...Level-One!!!Level-One puts his title on his shoulder and 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 turns, and climbs up onto the apron. He climbs up turn-buckle, hoisting his title high in the air. Level-One hops down, and awaits for the fight in-front of him. Level One Vs Pence Weatherlight
The bell rings and the two walk to the middle of the right and begin trash talking each other.
Chase: These two at one point was in EWC together.
Harvey: A big test for Pence tonight. We’re gonna find out if Pence was Underestimated in EWC.
Pence takes the first show with a right hand to Level One’s jaw. Level One comes back with a shot of his own and these two are exchanging punches in the middle of the ring with Pence gaining the upper hand and punches Level One to the ropes and then throws him into the ropes, taking him down with a hip toss. Level One gets up and is met with a dropkick and Level One rolls out of the ring and slams his hands in angry on the ring apron.
Chase: A smart move by Level One to take a second and regroup.
A fans yells at Level One who turns at the fans and yells back. Level One turns to get back into the ring and Pence baseball slides Level One and sends him crashing into the ring barrier. Pence exit’s the ring and grabs Level Ones head and smashes it into the ring barrier then rolls him back into the ring as the ref counts 2. Level One rolls into the ring and rolls out on the other side. Pence is quick to reach over the ropes to the outside and grabs Level One by his head and pulls him up to the ring apron, but Level One grabs Pence head and drops his throat down over the top rope. Pence holds his throat as Level One stands on the apron and hooks Pence up and goes to suplex Pence to the outside, but Pence blocks it and suplexes Level One into the ring, but the champ lands on his feet behind Pence and rolls Pence up for a cover
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Chase: You don’t want Level One in control of a match. If it happens then your in trouble.
Harvey: What about Last week, Streets Wilson was in control.
Chase: But Streets got cocky and it cost him
Level One picks Pence up and chops him in the corner and then after a forearm shot to the face, Level One throws Pence into the opposite corner, and Pence hit’s the corner and falls to the mat. Level One arrogantly walks over to Pence and lifts him up, Knees him in the stomach and picks him up and holds him in a suplex then drops him in the middle of the ring. Level One flips over with his arm across Pence face for the cover.
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Chase: A quick turn of events!
Level One gets up and Pence his behind him and hits Level One with a German Suplex and bridges into a cover.
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Chase: Pence could win this.
Harvey: No bigger debut than beating the World Champion!
Pence picks Level One up and throws him into the ropes. Level One reverses it but Pence comes back, spearing Level One and begins laying in punches to Level Ones’ face. Level One covers up and Pence picks Level One up, snap mares him then runs off the ropes and dropkicks Level One in the face and goes for a cover
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Pence picks Level One up and Level One gets an eye rake in and hit’s a belly to belly suplex on Pence. Level One doesn’t go for a cover but goes to the corner and takes the padding off, exposing the steel. Level One picks Pence up and goes for a side belly to back suplex, but Pence lands on his feet and hit’s a Russian Leg Sweep. Pence pumps the crowd up and waits for Level One to get up and as soon as he does, Pence goes for the Heavy Artillery (Rock Bottom) but Level One counters by going behind Pence, hooking his arms and lifts him up for the Level Advanced, but Pence flips over behind Level One and locks him into a full Nelson. Level One is quick to run backwards into the exposed turn buckle. Level One throws a few back kicks into Pence stomach and then pulls Pence out of the corner and DDT’s him.
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Chase: Pence is showing the world that he can go toe to toe with Level One!
Harvey: Level One doesn’t want to lose this match.
Level One waits for Pence to get up then picks him up for the Darkness Shrine. Level One spins Pence to hit the move, but Pence manages to land on his feet. Level One charges Pence and Pence picks him up for a Flap Jack, but into the exposed turn buckle. Level One stumbles out of the corner into the Heavy Artillery. Pence covers
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Chase: No way, I thought Pence had it.
Harvey: That’s why Level One is the world champion.
Pence can’t believe it. He picks Level One up and goes for his finisher again, but Level One gets Elbow shots in on Pence and throws Pence into the corner and Pence reverses hit and Level One hit’s the corner. Pence runs for a avalanche splash, but Level One moves and puts the ref in the way, and Pence crushes the ref. Level One then quickly picks Pence up and hit’s the Darkness Shrine and goes for a cover and then realizes the ref is out.
Chase: Throwing the ref out in the way wasn’t such a good idea after all.
Harvey: This could cost Level One the match
Level One grabs the ref, lays him near Pence and shakes him then covers Pence. The ref barely comes to and slowly counts.
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Harvey: Its not over yet!
Level One is mad and goes outside the ring and grabs his world title and slides back into the ring and waits for Pence to get up. Pence is up and Level One goes to Drill Pence in the head with the belt, but Pence kicks Level One and takes the title from him and knocks Level One out and slides the belt to the side of the ring. Pence covers and hooks the leg and yells at the ref, who is still half knocked out to make a cover and he slowly does.
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Chase: What’s going on
Jason Royce slides into the ring and Pence gets up and looks at Royce, asking what he’s doing. Level One gets to his feet and Jason tackles Level One to the mat. The ref see’s this and calls for the bell!
Winner by Disqualification: Level One Level One gets up and looks confused and Pence is mad. Royce raises Level One’s arm up in victory. Harvey: Jason did that to help Level One win.Chase: Just as it looked like Pence had this match won! Level One grabs his title and exit’s the ring with Jason and Pence looks on as they head up the ramp. Chase: We’re out of time we’ll see you all next week!Overdrive goes off the air |
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