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Post by President Jeff on May 14, 2009 19:06:43 GMT -4
Overdrive opens up with lips from last week’s main event between Pence and Royce The scene opens up to backstage. Pence Weatherlight, John Green and Jason Royce can all be seen in the view, with Pence appearing to lead the pack. Pence weather light not wanting his plans to go foiled; is making sure everything falls into place. Pence Weatherlight: Last week, everything came together well. Jason Royce you took out Level-One and John Green…An awkward pause. John Green looks at both Pence and Jason Royce, whom don’t look pleased. John Green lifts his hands crossing them against his chest. John Green: I don’t take orders from neither of you. I’m only here right now, because you Pence, you have said Level-One is after the three of us. The last thing I want is to meet a steel chair to the face and be rolled out here on a stretcher.Jason Royce laughs, stepping right in-front of John Green, nearly stepping on his toes. It’s clear neither man liked the other, especially after all that had occurred over the past few weeks. John Green could remember it all too; his head still throbbed. Jason Royce: Steel chair! Hey, Green. For some reason, doesn’t that sound awfully familiar? How’s it healed?John Green clenches his fist; his face emotionless as Pence watches on nervously. Its clear John Green had enough of Jason Royce and his constant taunts; it was another side of Royce. John Green: It’s healing real well, especially after knowing that I could hit you twice as hard, making sure you are no longer breathing to brag about it. I don’t know what in the world Level-One had fed you, while you were riding his coattails, but that ego of yours outmatches your ability.Jason Royce glares at John Green, and just as it appears as if they’re going to come to an outburst of sudden blows, Pence throws himself into the equation. Trying to make piece with both men, he places an arm on each one of their shoulders; this is enough to garner both of their attention. Pence Weatherlight: Come on guys, put it to rest. You two shouldn’t be at war with each-other, you know as well as I do that Level-One isn’t happy, and that if he sees any of us alone, he will take us out. See, I had uncovered Level-One for what he truly is. A lying, manipulating scum bag, just like he was in the EWC. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m not taking any chances.Jason Royce and John Green stare at each-other for a few seconds more, before both taking one step back, long enough for Pence to officially slip in between the two men. Pence Weatherlight: Now we don’t have to like each-other, but we need to stand each-other, even if it is for a few weeks. I am telling you, by the end of the night, everything will have paid off. I can feel it. So, since none of us have a match tonight let’s just stick around right here, I got a television in the back and some pizza on the way. John Green rolls his eyes and walks away, as Jason Royce turns to Pence Weatherlight. Jason Royce: Pepperoni?Pence Weatherlight nods his head up and down, delivering the news that Royce wanted to here. Jason Royce walks off screen leaving Pence Weatherlight with a sigh of relieve written across his face. The stakes were high, and he couldn’t afford to lose, not tonight. Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd before stopping on the commentators Chase: Welcome everyone to Wednesday Night Overdrive. We are less than 3 weeks away from MayhemHarvey: What a show we got tonight, in the main event, we will crown a number one contender for face Level One at Mayhem for the APW World Title. John Green, Pence Weatherlight and Jason Royce will face off in a triple threat match.Chase: But we’re kicking tonight off with an Xtreme Title match, so lets go to the ring.Nicky Paige: The following contest is for the APW XTREME TITLE!The arena lights dim as "Down Again" begins to play over the PA as the song continues to play the arena lights start flashing off and on before finally flashing on as we see Assassin walk down the ramp. Paige: Introducing first is the challenger. From Dallas Texas, weighing in at 265 pounds….ASSASSINAssassin reaches the bottom of the ramp as he walk around the ring shaking hands with several of the fans before finally jumping on the apron as he steps into the ring. Assassin enters the ring and walks towards the other side of the ring folding his arms over his chest as his music comes to an end. Paige: And his opponent“Iron Man” by Black Sabbath hit’s the PA and out comes the Hardcore Kid with Xtreme Title in hand. Paige: From Las Vegas Nevada. Weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the APW Xtreme Champion. THE HARDCORE KID!The Kid ignores the boo’s from the crowd as he gets into the ring and waits for the match to start. The Hardcore Kid Vs Assassin
The bell rings and both the Hardcore Kid and Assassin exit the ring and look under the ring. Assassin comes back into the ring with a Kendo Stick and the Hardcore Kid comes in with a baseball bat. The two look at each other and the Hardcore Kid takes a swing but Assassin ducks and turns, hitting The Kid in the stomach with the Stick then cracks him across the back. The Kid drops his bat and Assassin lays The Kid out with a Kendo shot between the eyes. Assassin quickly makes a cover
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The Kid rolls out of the ring and Assassin reaches over the ropes to grab the Kid, but the Kid grabs Assassin’s head and drops it down over the top rope. The Kid grabs a chair, slides it into the ring and then grabs his Xtreme Title.
Chase: Looks like the Kid is going to use that belt as a weapon.
Harvey: it’s a barbwire wrapped trash can lid!
The Kid gets behind Assassin and wraps the extension cord around Assassin’s neck and begins choking him with it. Then Kid then takes the Barbwire and digs it into Assassin’s forehead and Assassin begins to ooze out blood.
Harvey: A Great use of the belt.
The Kid takes the belt off Assassin and picks up the chair. Assassin gets up and The Kid throws the chair into Assassin’s face, and Assassin falls into the corner. The Kid lays the chair in the middle of the ring and then runs at Assassin and jumps on him for a Monkey Flip, but Assassin counters by grabbing the Kid, coming out of the corner and Spine Busters The Kid right onto the chair. The Kid screams in pain as Assassin picks him up and throws him into the ropes and power slams him onto the chair and covers the Xtreme Champ.
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Chase: You won’t see a bat used like that in Baseball folks.
The Kid puts the bat around Assassins throat and gives him a Russian Leg Sweep and hooks the leg.
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The Kid grabs the chair and opens it up and sets it in the middle of the ring. The Kid takes Assassin and Sits him in the chair. The Kid runs off the ropes, but Assassin jumps up from the hair and takes down with a clothesline. Assassin then grabs the Kid from behind and gives him a dragon Suplex on the seat of the chair. A “That was Awesome” Chant starts up as Assassin makes the cover.
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Assassin picks the Kid up and throws him into the corner. Assassin takes the chair and jabs it into the Kids stomach then lays it on the mat. Assassin lifts The Kid up to the top rope and Assassin climbs up and hooks him for a super Plex, but The Kid battles out of it and pushes Assassin off the top rope, but lands on his feet. Assassin comes towards the Kid and the Kid jumps off the top rope, grabs Assassins head, swings around nailing the Tornado DDT onto the chair. The Kid makes the cover.
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Harvey: Assassin is showing that he wants that Xtreme Title.
Chase: And the Kid is showing that he want to retain it
The Kid gets up and picks up the Kendo stick and nails Assassin in the back with it a few times. The Kid picks up the chair and goes to hit Assassin with it, but Assassin grabs the baseball bat and hit’s the chair into The Kid’s face. The Kid drops the chair and Assassin kicks The Kid and hooks his arms and lifts him up for the Chaos Theory. The Kid fights out of it and gets to his feet but Assassin DDT’s the Kid onto the chair instead and pins him
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Chase: I thought he had a new Xtreme Champion right there.
Assassin picks the Kid up and picks up the Xtreme Title and swings the barbwire wrapped trash lid and it nails the Kid in the face, and the Kid’s hair gets tangled in the barbwire. The Kid tries to get it out and Assassin pulls the Xtreme Title and a chunk of the Kid’s hair comes out in the Barbwire.
Harvey: Now that’s hardcore.
The Kid hold on to his head and Assassin drops the title and brings the Kid to his feet and throws him into the ropes. Assassin puts his head down too early and the Kid kicks Assassin in the face. Assassin tries to come back with a clothesline, but the Kid ducks, picks up the chair and tosses it at Assassin. Assassin catches the chair and the Kid jumps as Assassin and nails the Code Breaker with the chair. The Kid makes the cover
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Winner and Still APW Xtreme Champion: The Hardcore Kid Chase: A successful title defence for the KidHarvey: Assassin came close a few times, but one mistake cost him.The cameras pan back as we see THK celebrating his successful title defense. He plays out to the crowd somewhat, obviously worn out from his battle with Assassin who is seen rolling out of the ring. Suddenly the fans pop, THK assuming the cheers are for him holds his belt in the air and turns around... Unfortunately what he didn’t see is the Natural Disaster Twister sneak in the ring behind him, drawing said pop from the fans. THK stumbles back as he receives a stern boot in the gut before being driven to the mat with a wind breaker drawing another pop from the fans. Twister drops to almost a push up position beside the laid out THK and yells something in his ear before rolling out of the ring himself and backing his way up the ramp way and out of the ring side area never taking his gaze off the Xtreme champion and we go to commercial. |
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Post by President Jeff on May 14, 2009 20:30:59 GMT -4
Our cameras catch Cindy Shannon backstage with a goofy smile on her face as Twister walks through the picture. Cindy feeling the urge to do something productive with her time for a change besides opening her legs gives chase.
Cindy: Twister, Twister... One moment please.
Twister never one to turn down a lady stops and addresses the young lady.
Cindy: Twister we just saw you lay out THK after his title defense against Assassin... Are we to assume that means you will accept his challenge at Mayhem.
Twister: Cindy the only thing you should assume is that Im amazing in bed, and come down and call me on that assessment later on.
Twister cracks his neck and addresses the camera.
Twister: I've worked this business for eight long years, fighting everyone and anyone who would step in the ring with me. Won a lot of battles, lost my share too... The result never mattered in the end you know why Cindy because the show always went on another day, the fans continued to back you no matter what, and the fight you put in earned you the respect of your opponent. All but one. A young punk kid so desperate to make a name for himself that he put himself in the way of me and something that was making me happy for once. I had found my closure Cindy, and THK had to ruin it. He stuck his nose in where it didnt belong. So... THK... You wanna prove you can hang with the big boys, you want to come out and disrespect me... So be it... Mayhem THK you will get to witness first hand exactly why every path I cross...
Voice: You son of a bitch.
The yell from THK is heard as he comes busting onto the scene. Twister spins around in one fell swoop and heaves THK onto his shoulder before driving him into a stack of debris with a fury in the wind. THK clutches his head as Twister springs to his feet and looks down at him. He pulls Cindy back to him and holds the mic close to his mouth.
Twister: There's a reason Imp a legend in the business... See you at Mayhem... Kid.
Twister smirks and walks off the stage leaving THK with an accepted challenge and Cindy with that wonderfully fluttery feeling between her thighs.
We cut to another part of the arena where Max Carter and Jesse Nunez are talking.
Max: I can’t believe that you talked me into being in this match.
Jesse: You’ll be fine man.
Max: I’m not a trained wrestler. I’m not even in shape. There’s no way I can be ready to wrestle a match at Mayhem. Especially against Streets and President Jeff.
Jesse: Don’t worry, I’ll train you.
Max: I’m still iffy about all this.
Jesse: I’m a former EWC Heavyweight Champion, and I plan to be the APW World Champion soon. Your in safe hands with me as your partner. I have Mr. Strange in the ring tonight, so I’ll show you that you can trust me.
Max: I trust you Jesse, I just don’t want to die!
Jesse: You won’t.
The two just nod their heads as the camera goes to another part in the arena ringside
Put you on game by Lupe Fiasco attacks the stereo system, clearly making his presents felt even before he stepped out through the curtains. The crowd ranted, roared and cheered at the sight of Level-One, as he slowly made his way from out behind the curtain with the world heavyweight championship strapped around his shoulder. His face twisted with a pre-paint of anger, resulting in a solid march down towards the ring. Level-One tosses the APW championship under the bottom rope, before rolling in himself. Vigorously, he grabs the title by its strap, and slings it over his shoulder once again; he immediately calls for a microphone.
Harvey: Level-One isn’t too happy here tonight, Chase.
Chase: Well it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that one out. Last week, Level-One was laid out by that little snake of a man, Jason Royce!
Level-One: You all witnessed what had occurred last week. You all watched as Jason Royce, with a little smirk across his face, shined his blade, right before he stuck it into my back. And for what reason? Furthermore, John Green watched this happen, with his hands inside his trunks, giving his ego an underhanded squeeze job! What occurred in this ring last week was a travesty, it was a dishonor, and it was a slap in the face to not only me, but every fan in attendance tonight!
The fan begins a ‘’Jason Royce’’ sucks chant, clearly he had crossed the line last week, and the fans weren’t happy about it. It made them forget some of the horrible things Level-One himself has done in his past, but still—a tone of underlying boos rang in, fans vowing never to forget.
Level-One: It is a slap in your faces; because here I am, trying to give back to the APW, by getting the absolute best of those whom believe they are fit to challenge me, yet this is how they repay me. I have spent week after week leading, and guiding both John Green and that son of a bitch Jason Royce, and last week is how they repay me.
I sat them down; I explained to the both of them what they needed to do to succeed in this business. When they listened, they shined. Jason Royce no longer sucked under my wing and John Green could actually be taken remotely serious for once. It is documented and proven that my guidance made both of these men better. Unfortunately, all I have done was feed their egos and spoiled mouths. These two felt warm under the champions wing, I told them I saw something within them, and then they saw it too. They blew it out of proportion; they turned around and said…
‘’I’m better than you…’’
Level-One takes a short pause; he lowers the microphone to signify the break. The fans stir, and then Level-One erupts. The flame lit in his eye, the rampant beastly stomp around the ring, the rattling of the ropes, he sought as his personal cage.
Level-One: ...better than me!? Better than ME!? You two son of bitches have taken this too far! You want to decide your ties are cut with me? You two want to decide that you don’t need the world champion’s guidance anymore; you two are big boys now? Wake up call, drown yourself with water. I wasn’t taking your advice, you were taking mine. John Green would’ve had half his salary cut due to him being a huge let down of a ‘’star’’ and Jason Royce would be a star to the fucking jobbers!
The fans give Level-One a solid pop, as he leans over the ropes.
Level-One: As for Pence weather light? You think you’re some type of mastermind capitalizing all this shit, huh? Because before you were even IN the APW, you were sitting down at home blowing your load every time overdrive hit the airwaves. You saw that I was making a star out of Jason Royce and John Green, and you had a shit fit. So now, you make your way out of the shit hole of the EWC where President Mac had left it, and you make your way onto MY show. You work your little magic. You play off feeble fears, BAM, you sick Jason Royce and John Green on me.
Mastermind? I’m always two steps ahead of ANYONE, you spontaneous little shit. See, if you want the APW world championship, Pence? You can have it. If John Green and Jason Royce are willing to sell me out, truly believing in their own hype, and that they are capable of not just standing in the ring with me, but BEATING me? Then okay. You three have taken your shots, and now it’s time for me to pull the trigger…
Level-One’s face is twisted with emotion as he backs away from the ropes and finds himself in the middle of the ring, all eyes on him. He was about to drop a bombshell that would shake the core of the building for the rest of the night.
Level-One: Tonight, I am granting all THREE of you a shot at my APW world championship. Jason Royce Vs. John Green Vs. Pence Weatherlight the winner of the match becomes the number 1 contender of the APW world championship, at mayhem. See, I had this all checked out with Max Carter a week in advance. You three embarrassed me with your behavior; and in turn, I’m going to give you EXACTLY what you want, well…it sure seems that way doesn’t it?
When that bell rings, and it’s one on one with one of you three, you’ll realize that you had made a mistake. When Pence Weatherlight decided to stick his nose into MY business, when Jason Royce decided to pick me up and hit me with a GTS, and with John Green standing idly by, you signed over your careers, creditability, and world championship dreams. You’ve killed your chances prematurely. One of you is going to learn your lesson; the other two too dumb enough to step into class.
Good luck.
Harvey: Wow, Level-One has just laid down the gauntlet!
Chase: We have just found ourselves one hell of a main-event here tonight on overdrive! Level-One never ceases to amaze me!
Level-One drops the microphone and hits the deck rolling under the bottom rope, as the fans break out into a frenzy, with chorus of ‘’APW’’ chants. Level-One marches up with ramp, with the world heavyweight title loosely in his grips, as we cut to commercial.
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Post by President Jeff on May 15, 2009 6:28:14 GMT -4
We come back to the ring for our next match up Jesse Nunez vs. Mr. Strange
The Bell rings and both men begin to circle the middle of the ring, trying to size each other up to gain an early advantage. The bell sounds and both men lock up in the center trying to overpower each other. Strange gains some footing and pushes Nunez into the ropes, which quickly becomes an irish whip, on his return Jesse Nunez receives a quick clothesline, but strange isn't done, he begins to stomp on the fallen Nunez. As the assault stops Strange will go over to his corner and wait for him to get up, carefully articulating a counter for any move that Nunez might send flying at him. Nunez gets up slowly and strange goes in for the low kick to Nunez' knee caps. Jesse moves out of the way and with the first error on Strange's part takes full advantage as Strange gets up he gets to feel some of the strong lefts and rights from Nunez, Strange tries to counter attack and Jesse ducks under his punch and delivers an uppercut sending Strange to his back. Jesse sees the chance to end this and begins to perform the The Konexion, the people stand on their feet excitedly as Jesse goes to finish it off though Strange rolls out of the way and allows Jesse to hit his elbow on the mat.
Holding his arm in pain, Strange looks over at Nunez oddly, and then picks him up only to lock in a Half Nelson Suplex and send him crashing back to the mat. Strange begins to focus fire on the arm with stomps and knee drops. He lifts Nunez back up again, going for the same move he did last time, but Nunez fights out and then reverses into a Half Nelson Suplex himself. He slams Strange down and then waits for him to get up. As Strange does, Nunez rushes at him trying to land The Trademark, but Strange also has that planned out, as he goes to do it Strange rolls to the side and as Nunez turns around to try to say something he receives a powerful kick to the face. Nunez goes down and Strange goes for the pin.
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Strange growls as he picks Nunez up and performs an English Uppercut which knocks Nunez into the ropes. Nunez comes back and clotheslines Strange. Nunez locks in his PHX and Strange tries to reach for the rope, but finds that he is no where near it. Nunez puts more pressure in on it, trying to force Strange to tap, but Strange doesn't give in. Strange pushes himself to the ropes and reaches for it. Forcing Nunez to release his submission. Nunez gets up and looks at Strange who is now getting to his feet. Nunez rushes at Strange and Strange pulls down the top rope allowing Nunez to fly to the outside of the ring, the fans all say ow in unison. Nunez lays sprawled out outside of the ring and the ref begins to count.
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Nunez gets the shoulder up on instinct alone and then Strange picks him up in frustration and drops him down again with a suplex. Strange begins to stomp on the fallen Nunez until finally the ref says that’s enough. Strange walks away and waits for Nunez to get back up, which takes about eight seconds. As Strange comes to finish him off Nunez kicks him in the gut and locks in The Resurrection, Just then, Streets Wilson enters the ring and looks at Nunez. Nunez puts Strange down and charges at Streets. Streets moves and then Streets starts attacking Mr. Strange.
Chase: Why is he attacking Mr. Strange.
Streets only gives Strange a couple punches then rolls out of the ring and looks back at Jesse and the Ref calls for the bell.
Paige: The winner of this match, as a result of a disqualification…..MR. STRANGE
Streets laighs as Stranges Music plays and the ref raises his hand. Nunez is upset in the ring as we go to commercial.
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Post by President Jeff on May 15, 2009 6:29:09 GMT -4
We return to the locker room, in which Pence Weatherlight, John Green and Jason Royce all celebrate the spoils of their victory, however emotions quickly stir, when it finally sets in that to get the world title shot they crave, they must go through each-other to do so. John Green heads for the door; as Pence slips in between blocking John Green’s exit.
John Green: Get the hell out of my way.
Jason Royce is seated on bench watching the situation brew.
Pence Weatherlight: Where do you plan on running off too? Do you honestly thing stepping outside this door is a smart move? Clearly, Level-One is trying to fish us out of here. We don’t leave until our match occurs.
John Green: I need to prepare for my match. We aren’t friends Pence, I don’t even like you.
Jason Royce begins to grow agitated as he rises to his feet, his stomach growling, still is awaiting his promised meal.
Jason Royce: When’s the pizza coming?
John Green and Pence Weatherlight both look at Jason Royce, who merely shrugs his shoulders in response. John Green shoves Pence Weatherlight and Pence responds with a shove of his own.
Pence Weatherlight: John, with-out me you would’ve never even had a shot in this match. Level-One granted us all a shot at the world championship, because of what I had planned.
John Green is caught off guard with Pence’s statement, pence knows he slipped up, and John Green immediately pounces on it.
John Green: Planned? So this whole Level-One is using you for an easy title rein was just your tactic to have me and Royce turn on Level-One, wasn’t it? Pence, it seemed as if you had a whole lot to benefit from Jason Royce here hitting the GTS on the world champion.
Pence raises his hands in defense, as Jason Royce storms up off the bench.
Jason Royce: John has a point. And what’s your big idea of keeping us locked in here? The pizza still hasn’t arrived, and if it is, it’s already cold. You’re up to something, and I’m real close of beating it the hell out of you!
Jason Royce grows hostile, as Pence sees his entire plan crashing down on him. Suddenly, a knock is heard on the door. It startles all three men, as they stare at the door. The knock quickly becomes a bang of the fist, as if someone was trying to take the door of its hinges. John Green mumbles under his breath, as he opens up the door…
Jason Royce: The pizza man is here!
This is enough to distract Jason Royce as swarms the door reaching over grabbing the box of pizza, shutting the door right on the face of the pizza man. Pence Weatherlight didn’t even pay him, but the pizza man simply didn’t revolt, as he walked away from the locker room.
John Green: Pence, I’m done with this crap. I’ll see the both of you out in that ring tonight and I will PROVE to the world that I am both loyal and world championship material.
Pence Weatherlight shakes his head in disappointment, as John Green reaches for the handle of the door. However, he is distracted when Jason Royce opens up the pizza box. In the box, there was no pizza. Jason Royce, reaching in pulled out a shirt. A white shirt, with black stripes painted down separated by the same length, all away across. It was a referee shirt.
Neither man said a word to the other; we cut to commercial.
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Post by President Jeff on May 15, 2009 11:39:32 GMT -4
Chase: Time for our next match Slade Craven Vs Streets Wilson
The match begins with the two of them locking up in the middle of the ring and Streets powering Slade to the mat. Slade gets up and takes Streets down with a spear and lays in punches. A drop kick sends Streets to the mat and he rolls to the outside. Streets is up to his feet and Slade comes over the top rope with a cross body the rolls Streets back into the ring.
Harvey: Great speed by Slade.
Slade gets back in only to get attacked by Streets who then takes Slade over with a suplex. Streets lifts Slade up and snap mares him into a 2 count. Streets body slams Slade and drops an elbow. He picks Slade up and throws him into the corner. Streets runs but Slade gets his foot up and comes off the middle ropes with a clothesline. Slade gets a 2 count.
Chase: Streets knee’s to take out Slades legs and take away his speed
Slade stomps on Streets and runs off the ropes and Streets goes for a sidewalk slam, but Slade counters with a head scissor. Slade ducks a clothesline and kicks Streets in the gut, runs off the ropes and hit’s a swinging neck breaker. Streets gets up and Slade goes for a Hurricanrana, but Streets counters into a Power Bomb and signals for his finisher.
Harvey: Streets is looking to finish Slade off here
Streets has Slade set up for the Dangerous DDT. And then Jesse Nunez shows up on the scene and hops up on the ring apron. Streets ignores Slade and charges as Jesse who jumps off the ring apron. Streets yells at Jesse and turns into the Fly Fly. Slade covers. 1.……2.…..3
Winner: Slade Craven Craven's music continues to play as he celebrates his victory over Streets Wilson when suddenly Down Chimera begins to play. Slade turns to the entryway. He sees his longtime friend Assassin walking down to the ring with a Microphone. Slade looks at Assassin as he slides under the bottom rope and his music fades away. Assassin: Well Slade, I guess congratulations are in order.Slade holds his ribs as he nods. He reaches for the microphone but Assassin does not hand it over. Assassin: I wish the same could be said for me. But that’s besides the point, a deal is a deal man, and as long as you live up to yours our opportunity will not go away. In fact because of what you've done so far, for your commitment Ole Jeff has allowed us to decide the match.Harvey: What? Is he just giving this advantage to Slade and Assassin?Chase: Well they Craven has been working real hard.Harvey: But who will their opponents be? Slade thinks for a moment while Assassin continues to speak. Assassin: I was thinking, given our background we should just have an all out ladder match, seems fitting for us, don't you think?Craven nods now as Assassin smiles. Harvey: A ladder match?Chase: I’ve heard things about this kid and ladder matches. He is dangerous in them. Slade doesn't care what happens to himself as long as his arm is raised in the end, even if he can't raise it himself.Assassin: So its settl----Slade holds out his arm and stops Assassin in his sentence. Craven takes the microphone from him slowly and raises it to his own lips. Slade- Whoa, whoa, whoa, "now Slade didn't say that was going to be the match, he nodded because it was fitting for us. But what’s more important is what is the perfect fit. Now it seems to "The Main Man" that there is only one type qualified to house such a match. Its a match no one has seen in quiet a long time.Assassin's mouth says "What's that?" Slade- The Anarchy Cell.The crowd roars to life, half of them who know Slade's history know he competed in the first ever Anarchy Cell years ago, the other half cheer at the idea of such chaos. Assassin's eyes widen, and his jaw drops, not out of fear but surprise. Its a match most thought would never take place again. Slade lowers the microphone as he basks in the cheers of the people clamoring for a hellacious match. Craven awaits his friend's response as Assassin takes the mic. Assassin: Sure. Alright man, I'm game.The fans cheer as Slade and Assassin shake hands and the camera fades to commercial,. |
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Post by President Jeff on May 15, 2009 11:43:14 GMT -4
The arena lights go completely dark as a large object begins to be lowered from the ceiling over the ramp. The fans sit in a hushed silence, wondering what the heck is going on. As the object continues to slowly come down, it appears to be a UFO. There appears to be some people on top of it, but they're hard to make out in the dark.
Chase: What the heck is going on here?! What is that thing?
Harvey: I don't know, but I'm sure intrigued to find out!
Finally, the UFO stops about 5 feet above the stage, and a dazzling array of lights begin to flash, revealing The Killers! They immediately begin to play “Spaceman” as blue laser lights shoot from the stage, strobe lights flash all over the arena, and the UFO lights up with a vast number of spinning blue lights! As The Killers continue playing, a ramp opens down from the bottom of the UFO, and a pale blue light shines from inside. Once The Killers hit the chorus, Biggs emerges from the UFO, decked out in his fancy ring jacket and blue shades.
Chase: I'm not sure who this guy is, but you gotta admit, this is one spectacular entrance!
Harvey: Well, I do know who this guy is, and it's Biggs! He's wrestled all over the world, gaining championships and accolades in every fed he's ever been in, and now he's here in Action Packed Wrestling to try and further cement his already glowing legacy. It's just too bad he's a jerk in the highest order, as this is one talented kid.
Much of the crowd has no idea how to react, though there are scattered boos and some cheers heard throughout the arena. Biggs has a dance to his step as he makes his way down the ramp, mocking the fans as he goes. When Biggs reaches the ring, he rolls in under the ropes and pops up to his feet, going to the center of the ring and raising both hands upward, index fingers pointed up to the heavens. Right as Biggs' puts his arms up, metallic blue confetti falls from the ceiling, and Biggs takes the time to pose on each turnbuckle, while The Killers continue to play. Once The Killers finish the song, the lights go back to normal, and the UFO begins to rise back up to the rafters. Biggs grabs a hold of the mic, and begins to speak.
Biggs: First off, a big thanks to The Killers for playing my entrance music for me tonight. Secondly, I'd like to take this time to introduce myself. I am quite simply the most creative, the most talented, and dare I say, the most intelligent wrestler alive today! I have held numerous titles and main-evented in every fed I've ever been in! I am each and every one of yours new favorite wrestler! I am Biggs!
A majority of the crowd boos, though there are some faint cheers.
Harvey: See what I was talking about. This guy's already tooting his own horn!
Biggs: They say you only get one chance to make a good first impression, and while I technically debuted at this weekend's house show, tonight is my APW Overdrive debut, so to a great deal many of you, this is my first impression. And I got to say, as far as first impressions go, mine was pretty freakin' sweet! And just so that all of you realize how much I cared about my debut tonight, I will let you know that I paid for this entrance completely out of my own pocket, because let's face it, APW isn't exactly the cash cow of feds. They couldn't afford such extravagance even for their champion, let alone some guy that hasn't even wrestled a televised match here yet. I'm telling you this so that you all realize how lucky APW is to have me join their roster, that APW needs me more than I need APW. When my contract at my old fed came up, I got countless offers from wrestling companies all over the world, begging me to join their roster, most of them offering me a whole heck of a lot more money than this dump could afford, but I decided on coming to the APW for two reasons. One, wrestling isn't about the money for me, because I've been smart with my money. I make more on the interest of my bank accounts in a single month than many of you make all year! Secondly, and more importantly, I came to APW for the competition! Because whether I like the guys here or not, I can't help but respect how dedicated they are to this rat infested, dingy ship of a fed, and that dedication has inspired me to come here and help raise APW to the next level!
Harvey: What an arrogant, slimy jerk! APW is a world class wrestling organization, and he's here maligning it to stroke his own ego!
Chase: In his mind, Biggs is a philanthropist, and as twisted as his logic is, I appreciate the fact that he's made the decision to come and better the fed!
Harvey: Chase, are you a simpleton? Are you plum crazy? How can you try and justify this man's comments?
The crowd is booing even louder, with some of the fans throwing trash towards the ring.
Biggs: (pointing to some trash that landed at his feet.) This right here proves my point of how derelict this fed really is. But take hope, because I have come to lead this fed to a new glory, to be the shining beacon of hope as we make our way to the promised land! APW is a better fed for having me in it, and before you all try to dismiss me as a pompous flash in the pan, let me show you but a sample of my body of work! Roll the footage!
Generic techno music blares as a brief video of Biggs' match from the house show plays, showing Biggs' flashy moves on Chase Danger. The video then plays footage from some of Biggs' work in other feds, namely images of him performing his finisher, The Starmaker (Flipping Urinagi Slam), and one bit in which he performs The Bigg Time (his version of Sliced Bread #2) by running up the wall of an elimination chamber, driving the back of his opponent's head into the steel grating and drilling his knees into another prone opponent upon landing. The video nears its end with a rapid succession of Biggs hoisting up all the titles he's ever won, and finally ends with a picture of Biggs flashing his trademark smirk. The crowd is booing as the lights come back on and Biggs continues to speak.
Biggs: I can assure each and every one of you that I am not all flash and no substance, but that I am capable of things in this ring that no one else is! Quite simply put, there is no other wrestler alive today that is quite like me, because I'm no ordinary wrestler. These aren't merely words that I am saying to try and impress you all, nor am I trying to puff up my own ego, I'm just stating pure fact. And when I get the opportunity to step into this ring and compete, not only will each and every one of you realize it, but my opponent will realize first hand, that when it comes to wrestling, I am out of this world!
Biggs tosses the mic as “Spaceman” begins to play, and he exits the ring. The ring crew quickly begins to sweep the ring out as Biggs makes his way up the ramp.
Harvey: Obviously, Biggs didn't make himself any friends with his message tonight, and I can't stand this guy's attitude one bit! I can't wait until he steps in the ring and gets his butt handed to him by one of our guys!
Chase: I don't know what you're talking about, Harvey! I'm eager to see Biggs in action!
Biggs pauses at the top of the ramp and turns back to flash his trademark smirk as APW Overdrive goes to a commercial break.
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Post by President Jeff on May 15, 2009 11:47:16 GMT -4
Chase: Welcome back. What a night so farHarvey: And now its time for the main event.Paige: The following contest is your main event of the evening. The winner of this match will go to Mayhem and face Level One for the APW World Championship.“Scars” by Papa Roach hit’s the PA and out comes Jason Royce. Paige: Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois, JASON ROYCEJason goes down to the ring and enters it and poses for the fans. Paige: And his opponent.The 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 or opponents to show themselves Paige: And their opponent"King Nothing" by Metallica blasts through the P.A. system and the crowd hits their feet as they await for The Retribution Killer. As the heavy metal guitar solo comes to an end out comes John comes out wearing his normal wrestling attire with his "The Retribution Killer" shirt on. He smiles as he stands in front of the entrance ramp and does his trademarked "Retribution" pose and sparks and fireworks shoot into the air immediately. Paige: From Atlanta Georgia, Weighing in at 265 pounds, JOHN GREEN!John walks down the ramp with a smile on his face as he slaps some of the hands of fans as he walks past them. Before entering the ring he stops in front of the squared circle looking into the ring and lets out a grin before sliding into the ring and standing in the middle of it. Green closes his eyes and takes a huge breath before running to the ropes and shaking the top one forcefully. He then lets out a monstrous roar and beats his chest. He walks to the turnbuckle and climbs them to the second rope and points to himself and then once again does his trademarked "Retribution" pose. John hops off and takes off his shirt and throws it into the crowd. His music fades out as he awaits for the bell to ring. Just as the match is about to start, Put You On Game- By Lupe Fiasco blasts the PA system and Level One walks out with a Referee shirt on. Chase: What’s this?Level One smiles as he heads down to the ring. Harvey: It looks like Level One is a special guest referee in this match!Level One gets into the ring, the wrestlers look a bit confused and Level One calls for the bell to start this match. Pence Weatherlight Vs Jason Royce Vs John Green
Special Referee: Level One
The match starts with Royce talking to Green and pointing at Pence. Green nods and they both start walking towards Pence.
Chase: Are these two going to take Pence out in the early goings of this match?
Green walks a head of Royce and Royce nails Green from behind and throws him into the ropes. Royce puts his head down and Green jumps over him and runs at Pence and hits him into the corner and starts punching him. Level One warns about the closed first. Royce turns Green around and Green starts punching Royce and throws him into the ropes and hit’s a big spine buster. Green taunts and Pence takes Green down with a spear and starts punching Green. Pence picks Green up and slams him in the middle of the ring. Royce gets up and Pence takes Royce and suplexes him right on top of Green. Royce rolls out of the ring and Pence picks Green up and puts him into the corner. Pence kicks Green then chops him, leaving a hand print on his chest. Pence throws Green to the opposite corner, and Pence runs, only to get a mouth full of Green’s boot. Pence stumbles back to the middle of the ring and out of no where, Royce springboards from the ropes and takes Pence down with a clothesline and into a cover. Level One goes and begins the count
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Harvey: I think this match is looking to be action packed!
Chase: At least Level One is calling things fair at the moment.
Green picks Royce up and goes to slam him, but Royce lands behind Green and push him off into the ropes and takes him down with a leg Lariat. Royce gets kicks by Pence who snap mares him over and kicks him in the spine before running off the ropes and nailing a dropkick to his face. Pence kicks Royce a few times before picking him up and throws him into the ropes and goes for a back body drop. As Royce flips over, Green catches Royce into a sitdown power bomb into a cover. Level One counts
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Chase: Pence almost didn’t realize that Green turned the backdrop into a power bomb pinfall.
Harvey: You gotta have eyes in the back of our head in these kind of match. You can lose without even being pinned.
Green is up and Pence punches him to the corner. Level One tells Pence to get out of the corner and Pence ignores him and continues to pummel Green. Level One grabs Pence and pulls him out of the corner and yells at him, which distracts Pence long enough for Jason Royce to come in and take Pence down with a dropkick. Royce pulls Pence to his feet and throws him into the corner and runs at him, nailing him with a high knee to the face. Royce grabs Pence and runs out for a Bulldog, but Pence pushes Royce off towards Green who nails a high knee to Royce’s face.
Chase: Royce might be knocked out after that blow to the head
Pence quickly grabs Green and DDT’s him and covers. Level One is a little reluctant to make the cover but does.
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Harvey: I think Pence confrontation with Level One didn’t go over to well.
Royce is on the top rope as Pence is getting up and Royce nails Pence with a missile dropkick and makes a cover.
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Harvey: Green could have it here. He may be going to Mayhem to fight Level One!
Level One is asking Royce is he quits. Just then, Pence is back up, he goes over to Royce legs and locks in the Boston crab and Royce is really screaming now.
Chase: Royce is in serious trouble now.
Harvey: A Boston Crab, Crippler Crossface combo. That’s Innovative.
Royce holds on not giving up. Knowing that a shot at the world title is on the line. Just then, Pence drops Jason’s legs and Kicks Green in the back of the head. Green rolls away and Pence rolls Jason over and covers him.
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Chase: Unbelievable.
Harvey: The Russian Leg Sweep was never meant to be used like that!
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Chase: If no one gets up, then no one will fight Level One at Mayhem.
5.…6.…7.…Pence is the first one to move….8.….Royce and Green move and Pence is up. Green gets to his feet and then Royce goes. Pence punches Royce, then Green does. Then Pence does, then Green does. Pence then throws Royce into the corner and Green kicks Pence and throws him into Royce into the corner. Pence stumbles out and Green kicks him and goes for the Headsplitter. With arms hooked, Royce comes out of the corner and super kicks Green. Green goes down and Pence falls too. Royce covers Green and Level One makes the count
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Chase: I thought it was over!
Harvey: Pence did what he had to do to win this match.
Level One gets up and into Pence face and threatens to Disqualify him. Pence smiles and see’s Royce standing behind Level One. Pence shoves Level One into Royce, who ends up backing up into John Green.Royce and Green knock heads and Green falls outside of the ring through the ropes. Pence grabs Royce and nails the Heavy Artillery. Pence covers Royce, hooking the Leg and Level One doesn’t want to count, but goes down and does anyway.
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Winner: Pence Weatherlight Pence Weatherlight raises his hands in victory, after being named the NEW number 1 contender for the APW world heavyweight championship. The fans for the most part, are happy to see the newcomer in Pence pull the upset. Level-One walks over to Pence, raising his hand full with regret. Harvey: You think Level-One’s plan backfired? Pence Weatherlight is the NEW number 1 contender for the APW world heavyweight championship!Chase: I’m shocked, lost for words, Level-One doesn’t seem to be happy about this at all.Level-One rising Pence’s hand in the air, suddenly knees him in his stomach, sending the number one contender to his knees. Level-One stands over Pence, his face emotionless as the crowd watches on. Level-One exercises his sheer strength as he grabs Pence by his arm, whipping him up to his feet. Level-One hooks Pence’s arms, and then drops him to them mat with a Level-Advance! The crowd isn’t happy. Harvey: Level-One just hit Pence Weatherlight with the Level advance! I thought Level-One was turning a new leaf? Chase: Pence deserved this. Level-One calls for a microphone, as all three men lie on the ring, downed. The fans stir with confusion, fearing the worst from the APW world heavyweight champion, as he takes the microphone. Level-One: Pence thought he could one up me, but here I stand a smile across my face, having the last laugh. Hurricane Jeff; Max Cater, I’m sure they both appreciate your efforts tonight. Especially, as Pence Weatherlight here has raised above all the odds to get a shot at MY world heavyweight championship, however, I have plans of my own.Level-One rolls out the ring, demanding his APW world heavyweight championship, grabbing it he slips under the bottom rope back into the ring. Level-One crawls to the middle of the ring, before rising to a single knee, to a sea of confused fans. Level-One: At mayhem, I am putting my World championship on the line against all three of you. You really think your world heavyweight championship material? Prove it. I’m going to break the three of you, with one fellow swoop. You shouldn’t have crossed me.
It’s game on.Harvey: WHAT!?Chase: Level-One has just given all three men a shot at his world title. Level-One Vs. Pence Weatherlight Vs. John Green Vs. Jason Royce, at mayhem!Level-One drops the microphone, as the crowd erupts into a frenzy. Level-One still on a single knee simply stares at the carnage in-front of him, as virtually everyone in the crowd rises to their feet with a huge cheer. The battle lines have been drawn, and now they await someone brave enough to cross them. Overdrive, slowly fades out to a close.
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