Overdrive - Pocatello, Idaho (11/17/11)

[President Jeff]

Pyro shoots from the stage and the camera pans through the crowd as the fans are on their feet in excitement for seeing APW. The camera then cuts to ringside with Darren Harvey and Johnny Chase.

Harvey: Welcome everyone to THURSDAY NIGHT OVERDRIVE!!!

Chase: It’s been an exciting few weeks as we’re on the path to Christmas Chaos! What an incredible card it’s shaping up to be!

Harvey: Speaking of Christmas Chaos, last week Biggs put on a show and threw a fit in the middle of the ring until acting general manager of Overdrive Reginald caved and gave him a title shot!

Chase: He was just asking for what was rightfully his! C.J. Gates has been dodging him for weeks!

Harvey: We’ll have the contract signing tonight between the. . .

#SIMPLY F’N PUT

A recorded voice comes over the loudspeakers as “Simply Put” Johnny Rebel pokes his head through the curtain and begins heading down to the ring to a chorus of boos. He slides his sunglasses to the top of his head with his free arm as the other has a large notebook tucked underneath it. He tosses the book in the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope. Nicky Paige hands him a microphone.

Rebel: I'm sorry. . .were you expecting C.J. Gates?

The crowd pops at the name of the current APW Undisputed Champion.

Rebel: That’s a shame because you’re in for a treat this evening! Sometimes we all have to do some things that we don’t enjoy doing—it’s a part of being an adult! And last week, in order to get my rematch for the Overdrive Championship, I had to agree to not laying a hand on Kurt Noble until Christmas Chaos. I figured that instead of sitting in the back and twiddling my thumbs, I’d let you all join in on the fun!

Rebel walks over to the corner of the ring and points towards a portable podium while motioning for somebody to bring it in the ring for him. After its set-up, Rebel opens his notebook and slants it towards him.

Rebel: That’s right! Tonight, I will read to you ONE THOUSAND reasons why Kurt Noble sucks! Grab a pretzel from the concession stand, sit back and get comfortable because we’re in for a long night!

Johnny puts his finger on the first page.

Rebel: Reason numero uno that Kurt Noble sucks. . .he’s unpleasant to look at! Take a look around you and you’ll see that most of you fit in this category! You are all a nation of grazing, wading hippos! If you’re one of the people looking around and think that you personally don’t fit in this category than don’t worry, your uncles and aunts certainly do! Kurt is the prime example! He’s hobbling around like a hobo and is shoved so tightly in to that singlet every week that his arms and legs look like massive pink cocktail sausages flailing about!

Rebel snorts at his own joke as the camera pans to Darren Harvey who has one hand draped over his forehead, while Johnny Chase is leaning back with his feet on the announce table.

Rebel: Reason number two that Kurt Noble sucks. . .he might be a psychopath! He’s an extremely violent man. I’m pretty sure that he’s attacked just about every member of the APW locker room at some point and then claimed he’s just trying to take a stand! Instead of actually considering what the APW wants and needs, he’s decided to take it amongst himself to set the moral compass for the rest of us, and it’s a little bit ridiculous. I’ll agree that somebody needs to rid this place of the monkeys that can’t get their thumbs out of their own rear-end but there’s a serious pattern of behavior going on. Which leads us to our third point!

Johnny flips the page and continues. Somehow, Johnny Chase has acquired a bowl of popcorn is caught on camera trying to flick it in the air and catch it in his mouth.

Rebel: Reason number three that Kurt Noble sucks. . .he’s not actually any good at fighting! Unless somebody from the outside interferes on his behalf, he’s pretty much screwed up every opportunity he’s had in this ring. He only won the APW Overdrive Championship because President Jeff paid off the referee at One Night in Hell and just wait until he comes down tonight against Michael Jennings. If he can make through the entire match without somebody impacting the outcome on his behalf than it will be an absolute miracle!

Chase: This is great, Darren! Finally, somebody is telling Kurt Noble how it is!

Harvey: Get a grip, Johnny. It’s only a matter of time before this imbecile does something he’ll regret and get himself disqualified from the match at Christmas Chaos!

Rebel: Reason number four that Kurt Noble sucks. . .he’s fixated on the past! All I’ve heard since the great and honorable Kurt Noble debuted in APW is how he finished in second place in some crapshoot tournament! As Janet Jackson said, “What have you done for me lately?” I don’t care if you were a rockstar or a bum in your previous life until you accomplish something without the deck being stacked in your favor than you are a nothing and a nobody!

Suddenly, “I Will Not Bow” blasts through the speakers to a huge ovation! Noble steps through the curtain dressed in his wrestling gear, with a huge smirk on his face…and the Overdrive Championship over his shoulder. He limps down to the ring, as Rebel points to the list. Noble gets in the ring, and grabs a microphone as his music cuts off.

Noble: I’ll admit Johnny…you sure know how to entertain me. You might even entertain a few crowd members on my behalf…but I’m going to go ahead and stop this. You know it’s a bad sign when the camera guy is flagging you down after the fourth item on your list.

Rebel snarls at the camera-men, and looks back at the list.

Rebel: It’s funny that you should mention how entertaining I am Kurt…because reason number two hundred and ninety four why you suck is that you’re not nearly as entertaining as me! Two hundred ninety five? You’re not as creative as me! Two hundred and ninety six? You’re not Johnny Rebel!

Chase: That is so true. I wonder who wrote this masterpiece?

Harvey: Gee, I wonder…

Noble waves his hand, silencing the crowd’s boos as he raises his own microphone.

Noble: You’re right Johnny…I’m not you. I don’t clean my ears with liquid cement like you do. You know what I’m getting at Johnny?

Rebel is about to speak, but Noble cuts him off.

Rebel: You think you’re so clever, but reason number two hundred ninety seven says-

Noble: No? Didn’t think so. Let me explain: I’m not a moron, despite whatever your little “list” says. I see what you’re doing here. You want me to get enraged, come out here, start some crazy brawl between the two of us, and then you can run backstage and cry to Reginald, Jeff, whoever the Hell is running Overdrive tonight…and you can claim self-defense. That was a clever plan Johnny…for like a second. But guess what Johnny?

Noble reaches his hand forward, and puts it right in Rebel’s face!

Noble: I’m not touching you…which means you’re not touching me. I promised you that if you kept your hands off me, you’d get your Christmas Chaos rematch, and I plan to keep good on that promise…assuming you keep yours. I thought you were going to slip up last week during that Overdrive-ending brawl, but you glued your fists together quite nicely. All you have to do is keep yourself occupied for a few more weeks, and you get another shot at me…but I don’t think you can do it. I don’t think Johnny Rebel can control himself long enough to gain a title shot. I think he’ll slip up, like always, and hit me. Sounds about right?

Rebel looks a bit angered, but shakes his head.

Rebel: It’s a good thing you’re not a psychiatrist Noble, because you’re terrible at trying to analyze me…just like reason number two hundred and ninety eight says! You think you’ve got everything figured out, but you’re wrong! Just wait…I’ll prove it!

Noble: Yeah…you do that. I’ve got a match to wrestle tonight. Enjoy your one man stand-up act until then, okay?

“I Will Not Bow” blasts through the speakers again, as Noble exits the ring. Rebel stares him down as he does.

Harvey: These two definitely aren’t finished after that little display to open Overdrive!

Chase: Kurt Noble just wishes he could have made a list like that…but I bet he can’t even think of a single reason why Johnny Rebel sucks! Why? There aren’t any!

The scene fades out as Rebel raises the microphone to continue on…

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is your opening match of the evening and it is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall

Just before The Dark Eternal Night plays through the speakers the lights go out. The song plays for a few seconds before a yellow spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. Barkly is facing the ring with his arm open and a smirk on his face.

Paige: Introducing first, making his APW debut, BARKLY JONES!

After a few moments in that pose he does a simple walk to the ring making his way up the stairs and stepping between the ropes before jumping on the second rope and pointing to his chest with his thumbs.

The lights go out, as a Grunt resound around the arena ushering in the opening cords of "Nothing left to Lose" by Puddle of Mudd. The Crowd explodes with a resounding Cheer as the stage lights up revealing a Shadow of the Barbarian K-Bar. As the Lights come on K-Bar is standing on the Stage Holding his hands high in the air as the crowd cheers for him.

Paige: Making his way to the ring, making his APW debut, KONNOR BARTHOLOMEW

K-Bar has at this point made his way to the ring… as the final chorus plays he makes his way around the turn buckles slapping hands with the crowd and shaking hands. K-Bar enters the ring and slowly walks over to a corner where he begins to prepare for his match..

The lights in the arena dies down as the crowd in the arena screams in anticipation. “This Fire Burns“ by Killswitch Engage suddenly explodes through the PA system in sync to the pulsation of red lights. We then suddenly see the stage being engulf with smoke. Amidst the smoke, we see a figure as the song blasts throughout the airwaves. After several seconds while the smoke starts to clear, the figure materializes and is revealed to be Tyler Graves. He roars and pumps the crowd as they cheers him on.

Paige: Making his way to the ring… Weighing in at TWO HUNDRED and EIGHTEEN POUNDS… From Chicago, Illinois… TYLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR… GRAVES!!

As the red lights pulsation continues, he then strolls down to the ramp. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the whole arena still and pumps up the crowd again. He then continues walking making his way around the ring slapping some hands of the fans. He then stops in front of a steel steps and runs up to it stopping on the ring apron. He then proceeds to jump in to the ring. He then walks to a corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He roars and raises his arms in the air to the delight of the fans. He then drops down from the turnbuckle and walks to the opposite side of the ring. He then leans on the ropes puts his foot on the bottom rope as he raises his arm ala Edge as the fans cheers him on. He then walks into his corner and does some warm up as he awaits his opponent.

Tyler Graves Vs Konnor Bartholomew Vs Barkly Jones


The Bell rings and the three men slowly walk to the middle of the ring. All off a sudden, Konnor and Barkly team up and go after Tyler. They punch Tyler to the corner and then they throw him into the opposite corner. Konnor takes Barkly and throws Barkly towards Tyler. Barkly hits Tyler with a clothesline and then throws Tyler back to the original corner. Konnor is there and grabs Tyler, giving him a power slam and goes for a cover
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Barkly kicks Konnor in the back of the head.

Harvey: Its every man for himself here, one fall to the finish

Chase: Who ever wins this match could get a jump start in their APW career.

Barkly pulls Konnor up and gives him an eye rake and then a chop before running off the ropes and Konnor takes Barklys head off with a clothesline. Konnor uses his strength to pulls Barkly up and lifts him up in a military press. He walks over to the ropes and drops Barkly out to the floor. Konnor turns and Tyler hits him with a dropkick, which sends Konnor through the ropes and to the floor, and the crowd cheers. Konnor and Barkly are getting up and Tyler runs off the ropes and gives through the ropes with a suicide dive, taking down both me.

Harvey: Tyler Graves, makes his return to APW tonight and is looking good.

Chase: Yah, for now, we’ll see how the night goes.

Tyler grabs Barkly and rolls him into the ring. Tyler jumps onto the ring apron and with Barkly getting up, Tyler springboards into the ring with a clothesline and connects. Tyler goes for the cover
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Tyler lifts Barkly up and hits him with a European uppercut, sending Barkly back to the corner. Tyler lifts Barkly up, sitting him on the top rope. Tyler climbs up for hooks Barkly for a superplex. Barkly grabs on to the ropes, holding on. Konnor gets back into the ring and goes to the corner and hits Tyler in the back with a forearm shot, and then gets under Tylers legs and pulls him out of the corner in a electric chair drop position. Konnor turns his and Tylers back to Barkly who stands on the top rope. Barkly jumps off, grabbing Tylers head and Bulldogging him off Konnors shoulders. Barkly goes for the cover
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Konnor goes to drop an elbow on Barkly, but he moves and Konnor drops the elbow on Tyler. As Konnor gets up, Barkly gets behind him and rolls him up in a school boy.
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Harvey: Impressive bulldog by Barkly

Chase: Konnor is a big man, a school boy isn’t going to put him away

Konnor gets to his feet and knee’s Barkly in the gut. He grabs him from behind and gives him a sitdown full nelson slam. Konnor covers him
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Tyler gives with a double axe handle to the back of Konnors head to break the count.

Tyler grabs Konnor in a front face lock and starts giving him knee shots to the face. Tyler pulls Konnor to his feet and starts giving him stiff kicks to the legs. Tyler then runs off the ropes and takes Konnor down with a flying forearm smash. Konnor bounces back up and Tyler gives him a low dropkick to the knee, dropping him to one knee. Barkly goes over, grabs Konnor and DDT’s him.

Harvey: Konnor could be in trouble here

Chase: A vicious DDT by Barkly Jones

Tyler grabs Barkly from behind in a waist lock. Barkly gets free and spins behind Tyler and takes him down with a Russian leg sweep. Barkly covers
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Barkly arrogantly, lifts Tyler to his feet. Tyler finds an ounce of energy and lifts Barkly up in a firemans Carry and goes for the GTS, but Barkly elbows his way out of it and lands behind Tyler. Tyler turns and Barkly boots him in the stomach and plants him with a Piledriver. Barkly pulls Tyler near the corner and goes to the top rope.

Harvey: He could be going for his Shooting Star Press finisher!

Chase: If he hits it, its over

Barkly comes off the top with the Shooting Star press and lands it. Barkly covers
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Winner: Barkly Jones

Barkly’s music begins to play and the ref raises his arm in victory.

Harvey: A big debut win here by Barkly

Chase: And the downfall of Tyler Graves continues.

Barkly exit’s the ring and celebrates his victory. The ref is checking on Tyler and Konnor rolls out of the ring and grabs the mic from Nicky Paige.

Harvey: What’s Konnor doing now?

Konnor rolls back into the ring and begins to speak.

Konnor: I didn’t come to APW to be made a fool of and I surely didn’t come here to lose on my debut on Overdrive. The fact that I lost this match because I didn’t get pinned, makes me sick!

Harvey: We’ll, those are the rules of a triple threat match

Chase: Quiet Darren

Konnor: And the man I blame for that, is Tyler Graves. Its because of you that I didn’t win. And that’s why, right here, right now, I’m challenging you to a one on one singles match.

Harvey: Can he do that?

Konnor: And there’s already a referee here, lets get this match on the road.

Konnor drops the mic and tells the ref to ring the bell. The ref goes up to Konnor and tries to tell him that he cant. Konnor grabs the ref by the collar of his shirt and orders the ref to ring the bell. In fear, the ref rings the bell.

Konnor Bartholomew Vs Tyler Graves

Tyler is slowly getting up. Konnor grabs Tyler and gives him the K-Bar Slam (Jack Hammer) in the middle of the ring. Konnor covers Tyler
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Winner: Konnor Bartholomew

Konnor’s music plays and Konnor orders the ref to raise his arm.

Chase: Impressive win on Konnor’s debut on Overdrive

Harvey: He just beat a defenseless man.

Chase: That’s not how I seen it

Konnor celebrates his victory as we go to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Elgar’s majestic Pomp & Circumstance March no. 1 in D (“Land of Hope & Glory”) blasts out of the PA. On each side of the big screen roll down to full length two huge flags bearing the red cross of St. George on white background (the national flag of England). There is a largely muted reception, with some boos in the background, as the APW’s only quintessentially English wrestler Julius Farquhar steps into the arena flanked by two well-endowed beauties clad in white bikinis bearing St. George crosses over their delicate parts. Since he is not here to wrestle, Farquhar is dressed in an immaculate suit. There are some props in the ring too.

Harvey: I wonder what is about to go down here Johnny.

Chase: I think Overdrive is about to get all royal and whatnot.

Harvey: Julius Farquhar tweeting earlier this week that he would be putting on APW’s first ever ‘quintessentially English’ show. I must say, I’m kinda curious as to what this is all about.

Chase: Me too. Farquhar generating a lot of interest this week after his debut win last week.

By this time Farquhar is in the ring. There has been much flag waving and posing, but let’s get on with it. Julius has a mic.

Farquhar: Welcome to the first ever APW ‘Quintessentially English Show’.

There is hardly any pop from the crowd.

Farquhar: Now, I know it is not becoming of Americans to think too long or too hard about things, save whether you should fill your bloated bodies with a hamburger or a hotdog.

A smidge of a jeer.

Farquhar: But the more, or should we say less docile amongst you will know that I am not just here to wrestle. I am also here to entertain and to educate, and being the only quintessentially English wrestler in the world it is fitting that I entertain and educate you in strictly quintessentially English ways. So allow me to introduce to you my prop table.

Farquhar gestures with an arm the goods on the table, telling the cameraman to get in close.

Farquhar: Now, if the American people are to improve themselves, they are in need of becoming more quintessentially English, just like me. This requires formal tuition in exactly how to be quintessentially English. So today I will demonstrate two of the most basic characteristics of being ‘quintessentially English’: how to make proper afternoon tea and how to tie a Windsor knot.

There are a few more boos from the crowd who are becoming a bit annoyed with this idiot of a man.

Farquhar: First I will demonstrate afternoon tea. Now there are two really key things for the perfect afternoon tea: the leaves and the water. Always use ‘English tea’ and if it is the afternoon I recommend ‘Earl Grey’ for the gentlemen, and ‘Lady Grey’ for the ladies. Now I can’t say I’ve come across many of the latter in America, so we’ll just say ‘women’.

Some of the men laugh, but every woman in the audience cheers.

Farquhar: You want two spoonfuls of leaves per cup, and remember to always serve the cup on a saucer. We are civilised people. Place the leaves in a tea trainer, like so; place the strainer in the cup. Now let’s explain the water.

Harvey: What the Hell is this guy going on about?

Chase: He’s showing us how to make a good cup of tea, Darren. Man, you’re so uncivilised.

The crowd are bored of this and a few start chanting ‘you suck’ and ‘get outta here’, but Farquhar carries on willingly.

Farquhar: Okay, listen carefully because this is the really important part. It is essential that your water is just below boiling temperature. If it is boiling you will spoil the tea. When you apply the water to the cup you must not let the tea sit and stew...

Suddenly, Farquhar is cut off mid-sentence by the sound of music through the PA. It is ‘Last Ones Standing’ by Example. The crowd is unsure what to make of this as Zachary Rodell walks out from the backstage area with a mic in hand. The music cuts and Rodell puts the mic to his lips.

Rodell: Hey Julius, I'm really happy for you and I'ma let you finish but I just wanted to let you know that Johnny Brown does the annoying European twat bit better than you.

He flashes a witty grin before making his way down the ramp.

Rodell: All jokes aside, it pains me to sit back there and listen to you ramble on and on about ties and tea when this ring could be used for something a bit more entertaining. Like say, I don't know... A wrestling match, maybe?

Whether the slight pop from the crowd is in favor of Rodell or just getting Farquhar out of the ring already is uncertain, but Zachary will take whatever he can get. Julius, however, seems unimpressed by APW's welcome mat.

Farquhar: Now hold on a second there, Sunshine. I’ve got a match tonight. And if you think you can just come out here, interrupt MY show, and make idle threats...

Rodell: Idle threats?

Zachary Rodell drops the microphone and with a grin on his face walks closer to the ring. The crowd start cheering as they are anticipating some brawling action.

Harvey: Here we go! Zachary Rodell is on his way to the ring!

Rodell slides under the bottom rope and Farquhar tries to stomp him into the mat. However, Rodell is far too pumped with adrenaline and surges to his feet. Both men start unloading shots: closed fists from Farquhar; open palm strikes from Rodell. Farquhar lifts a knee into Rodell’s gut and whips him against the ropes, and looks to follow it up with a swinging arm lariat, but Rodell ducks and connects with heel kick that sends APW’s only quintessentially English wrestler against the ropes. The crowd are popping crazily for Rodell, who takes the fight further to Farquhar and clotheslines him over the top rope and out of the ring.

Rodell is on the middle rope, leaning over the top rope and calling back Farquhar. But the Englishmen is walking backwards up the ramp red-faced, embarrassed, and with his pride severely bruised.

Harvey: I think the ‘quintessentially English show’ is over for this week!

Chase: And I haven’t even learnt how to tie a Windsor knot yet!

Overdrive goes to a commercial break.

[President Jeff]

Harvey: Welcome back to Overdrive. Zachary Rodell is still in the ring after his altercation with Julius Farquhar before the commercial break. He’s wrestling now!

Chase: What is this kid Rodell up to, Darren? Julius Farquhar was giving us some real entertainment out here, and this chump goes and interrupts it.

Harvey: I’m not sure that would fit my definition of ‘entertainment’. I mean, come one, who drinks tea these days?

Chase: Julius Farquhar seems to be a big fan of it.

Harvey: It’s like drinking dirty dish water.

Paige: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring; from San Antonio, TX; he weighs 205lbs...ZACHARY ROOOOOODELL!

The lights go out as the opening to "Be somebody" by Fort Minor begin to encompass the arena. A spotlight is shown onto the centre of the stage as a figure, wearing a hooded jacket and wrestling trunks, walks into the spotlight. He raises one fist into the air as some pyro erupts around him. He takes off the hood and the fans begin to boo as Jay Gatsby begins to slowly walk to the ring, a smug look on his face.

Paige: His opponent: from West Palm Beach, FL; he weighs 225lbs...JAY GAAAATSBY!

Once at the apron, he slides under the ropes and then pops to his feet to begin his pre-match work out.

Zachary Rodell vs Jay Gatsby

The match begins without any caution: both men come together into the standard collar-elbow tie-up strength test. It looks an even battle, but Gatsby having 20lbs on Rodell pushes his lighter opponent into the turnbuckle and doubles him over with a rising knee to the gut. Gatsby takes a step back, lifting Rodell up to full height and nails him with not one, not two, but three open palm strikes to the face – the third so fierce that a cringing ‘crack’ echoes through the arena and Rodell ends up on his backside. Gatsby walks halfway across the ring, runs back at Rodell and smashes his face with a running knee. The San Antonio local looks a bit wobbly and Gatsby takes some time to pose and taunt the fans who give him the appropriate pop consisting of boos.

Harvey: Wow! This is an aggressive start from Jay Gatsby, looking to continue this mean streak he has been on, in conjunction with his partner Warren Peace, since joining APW.

Chase: He’s taking care of business out there. These are two superstars that need to make an impression here in APW, and Gatsby looks on his game tonight.

With a smug look on his face Gatsby re-engages his opponent: grabbing Rodell by the head and lifting him to his feet. Gatsby whips Rodell across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle and follows this up with a shoulder charge to the body that send reverberations of force through the body of Rodell. Gatsby looks for another whip, but Rodell reverses it and takes one half of The Fortunate Sons down to the mat with a drop toe hold. Rodell tries to apply a submission hold but Gatsby is quick to wriggle free. Both men get to their feet and charge each other but Rodell takes down Gatsby with a running open palm strike.

Harvey: Oh! What a shot by Rodell!

Gatsby gets right back up, but Rodell pounces with a running kick that sweeps the feet from under Gatsby. High energy and looking for the high impact, Rodell bounces off the ropes and completely floors Gatsby with a sliding forearm smash to the face. The cover is made.

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Harvey: This could be the match....no! Gatsby kicks out!

Chase: But the momentum has shifted in this match up, Darren.

Harvey: You’re right, Johnny. Zachary Rodell looks like he is bringing his A-game tonight.

Chase: And that is what you need to do every single night just to stay afloat in the APW.

Rodell is keen to stay on the offensive following that near fall. He lifts Gatsby to his feet, hits with a few shots to the face and Irish whips him across the ring against ropes. In the meantime, Rodell anticipates Gatsby’s return, leaps onto the middle rope looking for the springboard moonsault, but Gatsby reads it and plants the high flying Texan with a body slam. Gatsby makes the cover.

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Harvey: Rodell gets a shoulder up!

Both men are feeling the pace of this match and take a moment to catch their breath. Gatsby is the first to react. He lifts Rodell and plants him with another body slam, but this time signalling that he is going to the top rope instead of making the cover.

Harvey: I think we’re going to see some high risk action from Gatsby.

Chase: I’m not sure how smart this move is Darren; Gatsby’s got his boy down and out in the middle of that ring.

But such is the want of the professional wrestler: he often chooses the wrong move at the wrong time – but it helps to make a good match, huh? Gatsby is all set on the top rope, Rodell gets to his feet and floored immediately with a shoulder block take down.

Chase: All that anticipation Darren for a shoulder block of the turnbuckle.

Harvey: Well its effective...and this looks more like it from Gatsby, who is climbing back to the top rope.

Gatsby is chasing the win and is about to attempt his 450 splash finisher, but he hasn’t put Rodell down with a suitable set-up, so Gatsby makes himself look a bit foolish with his epic, yet spectacular, fail. Rodell moves and Gatsby gets all mat.

Harvey: Huge mistake by Jay Gatsby. He attempted that splash way too early in this match.

Chase: This is great chance for Rodell. This kid has to make the most of it now.

Rodell, trying to seize the moment, stumbles back to his feet and spots his floored opponent. He looks again for the springboard moonsault and this time connects, making the cover in the process...

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Gatsby puts a foot on the bottom rope.

Chase: Real clever by Gatsby. That’s all wrestling smarts right there.

Harvey: You’re right Johnny, and Gatsby being a second generation wrestler, maybe it’s in the genes.

Rodell tries to maintain his momentum and locks Gatsby into the cattle mutilation submission hold. Gatsby is in a world of trouble and begins to scream out in agony, and as his arms are hooked in by Rodell’s he cannot reach for the ropes.

Harvey: How about this from Zachary Rodell? Cattle mutilation submission hold.

Chase: I’m telling you now Harvey, this boy Gatsby is real deep in hurt right now.

Harvey: Rodell locking that hold right in and looking for a submission.

Chase: And that might be Gatsby’s only way out.

In desperation Gatsby starts kicking his legs, but he is in real agony. But Gatsby’s luck is in because one of his flailing legs lands on the bottom rope. The ref tells Rodell to release the hold, which he does, but not without a look of disappointment on his face. Rodell drags Gatsby away from the ropes and looks to try the hold again, but Gatsby manages to resist him and respond with a sneaky thumb to the eye, buying him some recovery time.

Harvey: Sneaky from Gatsby, and a prime example of that mean streak I was talking about earlier.

Chase: He’s taking care of business Darren.

Both men get to their feet, but Gatsby looks to be favouring his shoulders. There is an exchange of open palm strikes. After three each, Gatsby goes for a swinging lariat but Rodell ducks and counters with a spinning back fist. With his opponent looking all woozy, Rodell bounces against the ropes and charges Gatsby, but gets taken down with a Japanese arm drag. Gatsby follows this up with a missile dropkick that sends Rodell through the ropes and outside the ring.

Harvey: And this is where it all opens up. Jay Gatsby charging across the ring...suicide plancha....oh...he misses! Rodell moves out of the way and Jay Gatsby crashes into the crowd barrier.

Chase: All I can say is ‘ouch!’

After a brief pause Gatsby gets to his feet favouring his back, but he doesn’t have much time to contemplate because Rodell almost clean knocks out with an springboard shining wizard from the ring apron. Rodell rolls his man into the ring, climbs the top rope and goes airborne looking for the 720 senton bomb, but he overcooks it and Gatsby just gets out of the way. Both me are down inside the ring.

Harvey: It’s carnage out there. Both wrestlers down....but who can take advantage and claim the win?

Chase: I can’t choose between them. Both men have put their bodies on the line in this match. There can’t be much left out there.

There is a good minute that passes before both men are able to get to their feet, both look out on their feet after going all out to claim the win tonight. There is the standard trade off of shots, each one sapping a little more energy. Both men are teetering, a bit overbalanced and looking reading to collapse at any moment. Gatsby swings an arm desperately, but Rodell ducks and counters with the Sanguine Kiss. The cover, and if this doesn’t do it I’ll eat my modem...

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Winner: Zachary Rodell

Rodell’s name is announced to all and sundry. He gets to his feet and raises his arm in celebration after this much-needed win on Overdrive. With the adrenaline pumping, Rodell summons the energy to climb the turnbuckle and strike a celebratory pose for the crowd. [/color]

Harvey: An impressive match-up, and a very impressive and important win for Zachary Rodell.

Chase: He took care of business, Darren. But what I want to know is why he’s sticking his nose in where it don’t belong.

Harvey: I can only assume you are referring to the incident earlier tonight where Zachary Rodell interrupted the ‘Quintessentially English Show’ with Julius Farquhar.

Chase: You’re damn right. That was a perfectly good show. I was just learning how to make me [in imitated English accent] the perfect cup of tea.

Harvey: Well, I would love to find out myself. What I do know is that Julius Farquhar is in action later tonight against Warren Peace in what should be another exciting battle between two of APW’s newcomers.

Chase: I’m all over that one Darren.

Overdrive goes to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Paige: This bout is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania....WARREN PEEAACCEEE.

Warren leans back in the corner as Elgar's "Pomp and Circumstance March no.1 in D" ("Land of Hope and Glory") bursts forth from the PA. Julius Farquhar steps through the curtain carrying a flagpole bearing the cross of St. George. He waves the flag around and walks to the ring ignoring the insults being hurled at him or any attempts to touch him.

Paige: Coming to the ring: from Windsor, England; he weighs in at 248lbs...he is “quintessentially English”...JULIUS FARQUHAR!

Farquhar is inside the ring, waving the flag around. He climbs onto each turnbuckle and waves the cross of St. George to all corners, before discarding it and preparing to face his opponent.

Harvey: What d'ya think Chase? Warren Peace is looking to prove himself here tonight but Julius Farquhar is coming in off the back of a successful debut.

Chase: Well Farquhar tried to bribe me earlier with a bag of tea...I hope Warren crushes his throat.

Harvey: That's a bit strong.

Chase: I really hate tea.

Julius Farquhar vs. Warren Peace

Farquhar and Peace come out of their respective corners as the bell rings. Julius attempts to start off the match with a quick jab to the face of Peace but Peace manages to catch Julius' hand just in time. Peace keeps hold of Farquhar, wrenching his arm in a hammerlock however as Peace goes behind to fully lock it in he's met with a elbow to the face from Farquhar. Farquhar delivers a second elbow to the face of Peace, sending Peace stumbling towards the ropes. Farquhar turns around and follows Peace to the corner, nailing Peace with a stiff chop up against the ropes. The referee separates the two men but Farquhar quickly breaks back through and pokes Peace in the eye.

After the poke Farquhar finally obeys the referee and backs away from Peace who is momentarily blinded by the eye poke. The referee begins to yell at Farquhar about the eye poke and as he defends himself Peace's vision recovers. As Farquhar continues to yell at the referee about “English Rules” Peace sneaks up behind him, grabs him from behind and drops Farquhar head first with a German Suplex. Peace bridges the suplex and the referee drops down the count the pin.


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Harvey: Farquhar managing to power out of that at the last second!

Chase: Farquhar's arrogance may get the better of him tonight if he makes another mistake like that.

Farquhar struggles to his feet as Peace stands, waiting to strike. As Farquhar gets back up, Peace lumbers towards him but Farquhar spots him and manages to act quick, taking down Peace with a drop toe hold. Farquhar tries to keep Peace's feet tied up as he stretches, reaching for Peace's head, hoping to lock in an STF. The two men struggle with each other on the mat for a few seconds but Peace manages to edge closer and closer towards the ropes, finally managing to hook his arm around the ropes. Farquhar is once again instructed to break away from

Harvey: Farquhar showing off some of his self-acclaimed technical skills here tonight.

Chase: But he was far too close to the ropes. Just shows you the effects of tea if you ask me.

Warren pulls himself back up using the ropes but as quickly as he's back up, Farquhar grabs him by the tights and rolls him up.

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Harvey: An aggressive flurry from Peace right there.

Chase: The man is setting out to prove last week's loss to the Seagulls was a fluke and right now he's succeeding

Peace gets back up from the knee drop and takes measure of Farquhar. Farquhar looks out cold on the mat, Peace bounces of the ropes running towards Farquhar and drops down back first with a running senton. Peace stays on top of Farquhar, hooking his legs as he does so.

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Farquhar once again manages to struggle free from Peace's pinfall attempt. Frustrated by Farquhar's resilience, Peace begins to yell at the referee about the speed of his account allowing Farquhar a chance to recover from Peace's onslaught. Farquhar slowly rises back up again and the second Peace has finished his business with the official he turns around to meet an uppercut from Farquhar. And another, and another. Peace is rocked, ROCKED by Farquhar's offensive flurry but exhaustion gets the best of Farquhar and his third uppercut attempt is sidestepped.

Farquhar however tries to use the momentum to his advantage, jumping onto the ropes and just as Peace turns around to face Farquhar, Farquhar springboards towards Peace. Peace struggles with Farquhar from a brief moment, as Farquhar tries to drop Peace down with a tornado DDT. Peace however manages to turn the moment in his favour, flipping over Farquhar with a Nothern Lights suplex. He once again bridges a suplex, holding Farquhar still for the pin.

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Peace stands up, throwing his arms up in victory as Farquhar nurses his wounds on the mat.

Chase: That's right, you show that tea lover who's boss!

Harvey: Tea lover or not, Julius Farquhar came very close here tonight but Warren Peace just wanted it more.

Chase: Peace had more to prove tonight and prove it he did.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following is a non-title match-up scheduled for one-fall!

The lights in the arena shut off, as the opening rhythm to "I Will Not Bow" blasts through the speakers. After a few moments, out steps Kurt Noble, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd! Noble raises his cane into the air, and begins to limp down to the ring. Upon reaching it, Noble leaves his cane on the outside, and slowly walks up the stairs to the ring. He enters the ring, and climbs up on the turnbuckle, posing with his fist in the air as the cameras go off. Noble moves off it, as the lights return to normal and the music dies down.

Paige: Introducing first, weighing in at 235 pounds, and hailing from Orlando, Florida… he is the APW Overdrive Champion… Kurt Noble!

Harvey: Kurt Noble’s looking a little better this week than last. He’s going to need all the momentum he can to stay afloat, and make in to Christmas Chaos to defend the APW Overdrive Title against Johnny Rebel…in a steel cage!

Chase: Noble, look better? He got absolutely DESTROYED by Johnny Rebel at the beginning of the show! Look at his ugly, psychopathic face and tell me he looks any better than last week!

Harvey: Johnny Rebel is trying to lure Noble into a fight with that list of his! We haven’t seen any retaliation by Noble yet, but how long can he hold out?

"No Shelter" by Rage Against the Machine starts playing over the loud speakers as the man known as Michael Jennings comes out from the back with his girlfriend October Candy on his arm and his manager Bobby Belichick leading the way. Behind them are the group Urban Decay. The crowd boos them as they enter the ring and start posing. The music stops playing as Bobby and October climb out to the floor as Michael gets ready for a fight, with Urban Decay on the outside. Noble eyes them anxiously.

Paige: And his opponent, weighing in at 218 pounds…Michael Jennings!

Harvey: Jesus Christ, do you think Jennings brought enough people to the ring?!

Chase: Moral support! Besides, Jennings doesn’t need them to beat this scrub.

Noble eyes the multiple people surrounding the ring, and is about to lock up with Jennings, when suddenly…

#SIMPLY F’N PUT!

Noble’s attention is instantly turned to the ramp, where Johnny Rebel has stepped out! He has the same list as he did previously, and arrogantly walks down to the ring, a grin plastered across his face. He passes Jennings’s crew, and sits down at the commentating table.

Harvey: Jesus, because Kurt Noble doesn’t have enough people to worry about tonight…now you show up! What do you want Rebel?

Rebel: You saw it yourself earlier…Kurt Noble didn’t let me finish my list! I intend to finish it right now! I assure you, it’ll be more interesting than this snooze fest between a cripple and a guy I beat two weeks ago!

Chase: Yay, now I have a reason to be interested!

Kurt Noble vs. Michael Jennings

Noble keeps his eyes locked on Rebel, before turning them to his current threat. He and Jennings slowly pace about the ring, before locking up. Noble uses his size to push Jennings up against the ropes, and the referee pulls Noble away…but he moves in quickly, delivering a fierce chop to Jennings’s chest! Noble Irish Whips Jennings, and Jennings ducks a short clothesline. Jennings rebounds quickly…but without turning, Noble blasts Jennings with a back elbow! Jennings stumbles back against the ropes, and Noble goes for another Irish Whip, but Jennings reverses and hits Noble with a jumping clothesline to send him down! October Candy applauds on the outside.

Harvey: Hard first strike by Jennings to get Noble down. I think we’re going to see a lot of equal offense between-

Rebel: Reason number thirty five that Kurt Noble sucks… his mother didn’t love him enough, and beat him incessantly. In fact, it made his vision so bad that he always runs into obvious moves like that clothesline!

Chase: THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH!

Jennings grabs Noble, and drops him with a hard snap suplex! He then begins to hit stiff kicks to Noble’s ribs, causing Noble to roll onto the apron. He stands up, but Jennings charges him to try and knock him off…but Noble ducks, and sends Jennings to the floor below! Noble then tries to get back in the ring, but October Candy yells “Don’t you do that to my lover!” which gives Jennings enough time to grab Noble’s bad leg, and yank him down so his head hits the apron! Jennings gets back into the ring to break the count, and begins to argue with the referee about how filthy Noble is! The brief distraction gives Jester the opportunity to kick Noble in his bad leg! Noble rolls in agony, but the group moves away as the referee returns his sights to Noble.

Jennings goes to the outside, and throws Noble back into the ring. Noble tries to lift himself up, but Jennings drops a few elbows on Noble’s bad knee, before twisting his leg! Noble rolls over, and kicks away Jennings! Both men stand up, and Jennings rushes towards Noble, only for Noble to duck and nail Jennings with a German Suplex! He stands up for another, and drops Jennings with the second! Noble lifts him up one last time, but this time locks in a sleeper on Jennings! He swings about, trying to break the hold, before stepping on Noble’s foot! Noble stumbles back, and gives Jennings enough time to drop Noble with a DDT, follows by the pin…

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Harvey: First near-fall of the match! You know, it’s a crying shame that we can’t see a competitive match here tonight between these two rising APW stars without interferences by-

Rebel: Reason number two hundred and six why Kurt Noble sucks…he actually can’t even claim disability benefits! You have to really be an awful kind of cripple to not be able to get a handout from the government!

Chase: Hey, if he got one, Michael Jennings would hate him more, and then Noble would suck even more! It’s a circle!

Harvey: Can we PLEASE get back to the match?

Jennings keeps up his assault, driving his fists further into Noble’s knee. He drags Noble over to a corner, and begins to stomp it down, before the referee can pull him away! Jennings then lifts up Noble, and with all his might, Irish Whips Noble into the corner! Noble slams it, but holds onto the ropes as the referee berates Jennings. However, this one again allows an interference, as Darkman grabs Noble’s leg! However, Noble stomps down on his hand, and when Jennings gets close, he gets a fierce chop to the chest from Noble! Noble’s strikes become calculated, as he hits the exact same spot over and over, causing Jennings to writhe in pain! Noble finally Irish Whips Jennings, but Jennings reverses, pulls Noble back, and sends him over the ropes to the floor below! Jennings then runs off the ropes for a suicide dive…but Noble moves, and Jennings crashes into some of his associates!

Noble rolls away, as the entire group tries o help Jennings up! Noble then uses this distraction to take to the apron, and then the top rope…and Noble dives off, right into the entire crowd! About seven people go down, but Noble quickly grabs Jennings and pulls him away from the group! He slams Jennings against the apron, and throws him back into the ring…before turning and facing Rebel. The two men lock eyes, and Noble just smirks as he gets back in the ring.

Rebel: Reason number four-hundred and seventy five why Kurt Noble sucks…he just blinked first! That means he caves under pressure!

Harvey: You’re just making these up! He has his hands full right now, if you haven’t noticed!

Chase: Yeah, Rebel does have a lot of his plate…a lot more than that quick-blinker!

Jennings tries to get up, but Noble drops a quick elbow on his lower back, and then applies a camel clutch to Jennings! Jennings fights it, and his entire entourage stares down Noble, hoping to intimidate him. However, The Noble One stays the course, and Jennings begins to wiggle out of it. Jennings begins to lift himself up, and tries to break the hold…but Noble drops it, and in a lightening flash, grabs Jennings and drops him with a bulldog as his head is going down! Noble makes a quick pin…

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Noble then lifts up Jennings, and hammers with more chops, but Jennings retaliates with a thumb to Noble’s eye! Noble backs up, and Jennings kicks him in the gut before nailing him with a brainbuster! Noble’s down, and Jennings takes advantage by locking in the Sharpshooter on Noble! He fidgets in pain, but Noble begins to make his way towards the ropes, reaching out for them in pain. Noble finally reaches the ropes! Jennings lets go, but the pain is clearly done to Noble. Jennings signals for the end, and stands over Noble as he pulls himself up. Jennings goes for the Empire Falls (Daimond Cutter), but Noble drops Jennings with a reverse DDT first! Noble then locks in the Dance with the Devil (Sharpshooter)!

Harvey: Noble’s getting some payback for Jennings’s sharpshooter!

Chase: He can’t do that! He sucks so much that he’s stealing moves!

Rebel: See? Now you’re catch on!

Jennings writhes in pain, but Noble brings him to the middle of the ring! Jennings reaches out, but is too far away! He raises his hand, and looks ready to tap…when suddenly…

Rebel: ATTENTION EVERYONE! I have an important announcement!

Everyone…except Noble turns to Rebel!

Rebel: Reason number nine hundred and ninety nine why Kurt Noble sucks… he sells crack to children! And, after selling the crack, he beats up the kids and takes the drugs back for himself!

The referee seems confused…and in his distraction, Jennings taps, but he doesn’t see it!

Harvey: DAMMIT REBEL!

Chase: That was time well spent!

Noble's face reddens in anger, and he rolls out of the ring and gets face to face with Rebel! Rebel mouths “hit me!” to Noble…but Noble just shakes his head. He smirks, and rolls back into the ring as Rebel shares the crimson face color! Jennings gets up, and goes for a surprise Empire Falls, but Noble counters with the Noble Neckbreaker! Noble makes the pin…
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Harvey: He did it! Despite ALL odds, Kurt Noble just defeat Jennings and avoided Urban Decya and Johnny Rebel at the same time!

Chase: But he suck SO bad! How could this happen?!?

Noble quickly scurries out of the ring, basically running as Urban Decay occupies the ring to get Jennings. Noble smirks to himself, but Rebel grabs a nearby microphone.

Rebel: You want to know reason number one thousand why you suck? Because you’re Kurt Noble! You won’t fight lose that passive nonsense for even one second…but I promise you, before Christmas Chaos, you’re gonna break out little hands-off agreement! That’s Simply F’N Put!

Noble grins, and raises his hand in the air as he’s handed the Overdrive Championship. The scene fades out.

[President Jeff]

West: Zach! Hey Zach, hold up!

Shane West comes running up behind Zachary Rodell, microphone outstretched as the cameraman attempts to keep up. Zach turns around after glancing over his shoulder to check who was yelling his name from down the hall.

West: Zach, what was that all about?

Rodell: What was what about?

Shane motions in the opposite direction; in what we assume is the direction where the ring is located.

West: That brawl between you and Farquhar a little while ago in the ring.

Rodell: You know what, Shane. That was a statement. I’m not going to stand here and lie to you. I haven’t actually lived up to the hype that I had after my first few matches. You know it and I know it. Thing is, week after week I see guys coming in here running their mouths about who they are and what they’ve done, and quite frankly, it makes me sick to my stomach. I may not be tall with muscles so huge my veins are trying to pop out of my skin, but I know I am better than what I have shown here lately and I am going to prove it. It started out there with Farquhar, but it isn’t going to end there.

“I guess you do have a spine after all.”

Shane glances over Zach’s shoulder just as he starts to turn around, where a young woman with a slate gray business suit with a skirt replacing the slacks stands staring at Rodell with her arms folded across her chest.

Rodell: Michelle?

Bishop: I didn’t think you’d recognize me. Most of the pictures my so called father has of me are when I was a child.

Rodell: I saw you the other night when you visited your dad. What are you doing here?

West stands there with his microphone still in his hand and the camera rolling.

Bishop: I’m actually here because of that night. You see, Dwayne had a vested interest in your half hearted attempt at a career here in APW.

Rodell: He what?

Bishop: Oh, you didn’t think they would keep you on this long because they believed in you, did you?

She covers her mouth when she laughs. She realizes the camera is still rolling, and the cupped hand over her mouth was done to emphasize her amusement.

Bishop: How cute. Dwayne put his gym up as collateral in order to keep you from getting booted off the moment you started to choke inside that ring. Now, as of yesterday afternoon, I am the sole proprietor of the gym and I don’t plan on losing it because Dwayne was convinced you were better than you actually are.

Rodell: I don’t know…

Bishop: Look, wipe the stupid look off your face because you’re embarrassing me.

She hands him something that looks like a slip of paper or a card.

Bishop: Meet me there tomorrow at four. We have a lot of work to do in order to fix Dwayne’s mistake.

Her head lowers as she glances at Zach’s shoes, slowly lifting it as she takes note of the man standing in front of her.

Bishop: A lot of work.

She turns on her heels, an exaggerated sigh escaping her lungs as she does, before heading back down the hall. Rodell just stands there speechless, a dumbfounded look on his face as he watches her walk away.

West: Friend of yours?

Zach glances toward his side where West now stands, his attention still on Michelle Bishop, but doesn’t say a word. He just shakes his head and walks off.




“End of Line" by Daft Punk begins playing over the loud speakers as Richard Weyland leads out the team known as the Weyland Family with Bobby Belichick in the front. Standing next to him are the evil bastard known as Terry Thunder. Following behind them are Rod Steele, John Richards, Jamal Lewis, his hired thug Big Frank, and his bodyguard Max Payne. The entire team heads to the ring before climbing inside and posing to the boos of the crowd. Their theme music stops playing as Weyland starts talking in the mic.

Weyland: Last week that bastard Michael Jennings betrayed me. He betrayed the Weyland Family and now he’s going to pay. Him and his little Urban Decay faction are now on the Weyland Family’s shit list. He is more like his father than even he would care to admit. The bottom line in this whole scenario is that we want blood. Not only from Trevor but from his son. So what I’m going to do right now is call out Trevor Jennings and we’re going to talk turkey.

“Ain’t Talkin’ ‘bout Love” by Van Halen starts playing over the loud speakers and Trevor Jennings walks out to the ring with the Philly Boys. Jennings and his faction climb into the ring to a good ovation as their music stops.

Jennings: Hey asshole. What the hell do you want to talk to me about?

Weyland: I’m here tonight to challenge you to a match at APW Christmas Chaos. Now I know that deep down you are the biggest coward in all of APW. I bet you don’t even want to face me in the ring You probably just want to continue to sit at home masturbating to porn while you listen to conservative talk radio. You’re not a man, Trevor. You are a bum.

Trevor Jennings does not seem amused.

Jennings: I accept your challenge. At Christmas Chaos I’ll make you my bitch. And if any of your pussies get involved then I will kick their asses too.

Weyland: Yeah, like that’ll ever happen.



The lights in the arena fade out and the entrance is illuminated by blue lights as “Descent” by Fear Factory starts playing over the loud speakers. At this point the crowd gives a loud mixed reaction as Michael Jennings comes out of the back with Jester, Crow, and Darkman by his side. Michael raises a fist in the air before leading the troops down the aisle before stopping as their music stops playing.

Michael: Well, well, well. Look at what we’ve got here. First I have to fight gimpy and now I’m stuck listening to two limp dicks talk about things that nobody cares about. Now I figured that Mr. Weyland would take this course of action so I am graciously offering my services to be the referee in this contest. Because that’s all it is. A contest between two old men to see who can take the most Cialis in one night without dying from a heart attack. And Weyland don’t you ever…FUCKING EVER compare me to that piece of shit in the ring. I am NOTHING like my father. He is a hypocrite in every sense of the word and neither of you is even in my fucking league. I’m Michael Jennings…

He reaches over and takes a soda from a fan.

Michael: And you guys are nothing but my trash.

He then tosses the soda into the ring onto both of them. This causes Trevor to bump into Weyland and a huge brawl erupts between the Philly Boys and the Weyland Family. The distraction allows the Urban Decay to get some weapons from underneath the ring and pull John Richards, Terry Thunder, and one of the Philly Boys out of the ring. They brutally assault them with steel chairs and kendo sticks in the most brutal fashion imaginable. They brutalize them in an animalistic assault that everyone in the ring is oblivious to because they are brawling. Once the attack ends Michael grabs Trevor, pulls him out of the ring, and looks him right in the face before slapping him and kicking him low. Trevor falls to the floor holding his groin in pain. Officials finally come out to break it up as the Urban Decay escapes through the crowd. Once the fight in the ring is broken up the stretchers are brought out for Thunder, Richards, and the Philly Boys fighter. The two factions finally realize what is going on and walk out with their fallen comrades pissed that they fell for Michaels’ trap.

Overdrive goes to commercial

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is a non title match scheduled for one fall

#SIMPLY F'N PUT!

A recorded voice comes over the loud speaker and "Smoke on the Water" by Deep Purple blasts over the PA. Johnny Rebel comes out in a gold robe shimmering in the lights. "SIMPLY PUT" is written in silver on the back. His blonde goatee is neatly trimmed and blonde hair is freshly cut; his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses.

#IT'S TIME TO PRAY THE PRICE!

Paige: Introducing first, the number one contender for the Overdrive title, JOHNNY REBEL!!

The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with both hands held high.

The Titantron bursts to static as the lights all dim down and begin to flash different colors at random, the fans turn their eyes to the entrance ramp, as all the light go out. A voice comes out over the speakers saying "Baby don't fear the Reaper." and then the lights come on. "Everything" by Pillar hits the speakers now and the lights begin to flicker red, white, and blue. Pence walks out on to the entrance ramp holding his championship belt over his shoulder and he stops at the top and looks out around the arena. The fans all begin to chant "Mr. Main Event" and he slowly brings his hand up for a salute, but halfway there he jerks it up, and two blue pyros explode beside the ramp.

Paige: And his opponent, he is the current APW Xtreme champion, PENCE WEATHERLIGHT

He then starts to walk down the ramp, slapping hands, and taking pictures with fans. He gets inside the ring and look around at everyone who is watching him and then he nods his head as he unslings the championship belt from his shoulder. He then lifts up the belt above his head with both hands and all four turnbuckles explode with blue pyrotechnics from the top. Pence then puts the belt back on his shoulder and turns to the ref, handing him the belt, and then he gazes over to the entrance ramp. He kneels down and keeps an eye on the ramp the whole time, waiting for his opponent to show him or herself.

Non Title Match
Pence Weatherlight Vs Johnny Rebel


The Bell rings with Pence and Johnny Immediately locking up in the middle of the ring. Rebel quickly gets a side headlock in on Pence. Pence goes to throw Rebel off into the ropes, but Rebel holds on. Rebel laughs and then Pence picks Rebel up and drop him with a side belly to back suplex, and the fans cheer as Rebel backs to the corner, holding the back of his head. The two of them meet back up in the middle of the ring and lock up again, and this time, Pence throws him across the ring with an arm drag. Rebel is back to the corner and is yelling at the ref that Pence pulled his hair.

Harvey: Really? Rebel’s hair isn’t long enough to pull

Chase: Pence is a cheater, I saw it, he had a hand full of his hair!

They two of them go for another lock up, this time, Rebel kicks Pence in the gut and hits him with a forearm shots down across the shoulder blades, knocking Pence down to one knee. Rebel pulls him up and throws him into the ropes. Pence comes back and Rebel back elbow to the face. Pence bounces back up off the mat and stumble to the corner. Rebel charges at Pence, but Pence moves and Rebel hit’s the corner. Pence puts Rebel’s back into the corner and begins hitting him with chops before throwing him to the opposite corner. Pence runs at Rebel and Rebel gets both feet up into Pence face, Knocking him to the mat. Rebel hops up to the middle turn buckle and jumps off with an elbow drop, but Pence moves out of the way. Rebel gets up holding his elbow. Pence gets up too and hip tosses Rebel and locks in an arm bar.

Harvey: Rebel might have done some damage to his elbow and Pence is capitalizing on it

Chase: Johnny Rebel is a real man’s man. His elbow is completely fine!

Rebel battles back to his feet and hits Pence in the face with a few punches, getting his arm free. Rebel runs off the ropes and comes back, ducking a clothesline from Pence. Rebel stops and grabs Pence from behind and drops him with a neck breaker, then hooks his leg for the cover
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Both men get up and Rebel runs at Pence and Pence picks him up and drops Rebel with a Samoan drop. Pence hooks the near leg
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Chase: Why are they booing, Rebel is just trying to regroup.

Harvey: Rebel knows he’s in trouble against Pence and is buying himself some time.

Rebel begins arguing at ringside with a fan. He turns and Pence vaults himself over the top rope and lands on top of Rebel with a cross body. The crowd cheers as Pence lifts Rebel up and rolls him back into the ring. Rebel crawls to the corner. Pence slides back into the ring and Rebel is chest first in the corner. Pence goes to pull him out, but Rebel holds on. The ref tries to get between the two of them to break them up and Rebel lifts his leg up, low blowing Pence without the ref seeing it. Pence grabs his groin and falls to the mat. The ref is confused and Rebel covers Pence
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Harvey: That was a low blow, Rebel should be disqualified

Chase: I don’t know what your talking about Darren. You need to get your glasses checked

Rebel lifts Pence up and scoop slams him. Rebel hops up to the middle rope and jumps off, landing an elbow drop on the chest of the Xtreme Champion. Rebel hooks the leg
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Rebel picks Pence up, grabs him in a gut wrench and power bombs him in the middle of the ring. Rebel covers again
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Rebel picks Pence back up and snap suplexes him. With Pence down, Rebel goes to the top rope.

Harvey: What’s he going for here

Chase: He may be going for the Chicago Crux

Rebel is at the top rope and jumps off with a leg drop, but Pence moves out of the way at the last second. Rebel hit’s the mat and grabs the back of his leg in pain. Both men slowly get up. Rebel goes to punches Pence, but Pence blocks it and comes back with punches of his own. Pence throws Rebel into the ropes, but Rebel reverses it and goes for a clothesline, but Pence ducks. Rebel turns and Pence is standing there and Super Kicks Rebel. Rebel goes down and Pence gets on top of him for the pin1
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Pence picks Rebel up and takes him down with a side Russian leg sweep. Pence goes over to the corner and waits for Rebel to raise to his feet. He slowly does and Pence comes running out of the corner and takes Rebel down with a spear

Harvey: SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!!

Pence covers
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Chase: KICK OUT! KICK OUT! KICK OUT!

Pence looks the ref in a little disbelief. He gets up and again waits for Rebel to get up. Rebel does and Pence grabs him for his finisher, The Heavy Artillery (Rock Bottom) but Rebel elbows Pence in the side of the head, breaking free from it. Rebel then boots Pence in the mid section and sets him up for The Putdown (Pedigree). Rebel hooks Pence arms, but Pence breaks free and counters with a back body drop. Rebel gets up holding his lower back and walks right into a Spinebuster from Pence. Pence gets up and gets in position. He yells at Rebel to get to his feet. Just as he does, Pence grabs him and slams him to the mat with the Heavy Artillery. Pence covers
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Winner: Johnny Rebel

Rebel rolls out of the ring and Pence is up looking around, can’t believe what just happened.

Harvey: Pence just got screwed

Chase: Pence got exactly what he deserved

Rebel meets up with Havok and heads up the aisle, laughing at Pence as Overdrive goes backstage

Jennings: Life is something that can end so quickly. It can be taken away in an instant. I know this for a fact. My father sent me to live with my aunt in San Diego after my parents divorced and it ended life as I knew it. Well now its my turn to give other people an experience that they will never forget just like I never forgot that moment. Tonight Kurt Noble will experience pain like he never has before. Yes, we all know about your leg injury but it isn’t going to matter. You’ve milked that for all it’s worth and quite frankly I’m sick of it. What are you going to do next? Give us a cliff notes version of your life story? The fact is that I’m sick and tired of being overlooked. I am going to use you to get to the top and then…

At this point the San Diego Seagulls walk by which makes Jennings smile.

Jennings: Hi Kate. You still banging this loser?

Kate Horton stops and looks over at him.

Horton: Fuck you, Michael.

The Seagulls walk off which makes Michael chuckle.

Jennings: You already did that.

As Michael chuckles the Seagulls suddenly run in and attack him and the Urban Decay. Michael continues to laugh as he’s being punched. Officials quickly break up the melee as Michael continues to laugh. He gets up and does a crucifix pose before stumbling off laughing as the scene fades to commercial.

[President Jeff]

Paige: The following contest is a Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall, and is for the APW Tag Team Championship!

“Fell Into Your Shoes” by Chevelle starts playing as Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, otherwise known to the world as the San Diego Seagulls, come out to a great ovation from the fans in attendance. Both are wearing white ring gear with aqua and navy blue designs on them.

Paige: Making their way to the ring first, the challengers, at a combined weight of 342 pounds, from San Diego, California, the team of Charles Scripps and Kate Horton, The San Diego Seagulls!

Harvey: The Seagulls are certainly two of the most popular wrestlers here in APW, and tonight, they get their shot at Tag Team Gold!

Chase: Horton's already the Tap Out Champion over on Asylum! Can the San Diego Seagulls get even more gold here tonight?

They high five fans on the way to the ring. Once they reach the ring both of them climb in and then pose on the middle turnbuckle. After this they climb down and their music stops playing as they get ready for in-ring action.

“Forever,” by Drake, hits the PA, and the arena lights go dim. Pyro showers from video screen as fireworks shoot from the stage, with J.R. Kingston and Young Mannie walking through the fireworks. Kingston has a bandanna around his face, while Mannie smokes a blunt, wearing his glow in the dark outfit. Their manager, Damien Walker, carries the Tag Team Title Belts for them as they head down the ramp.

Paige: And their opponents, accompanied by Damien Walker, at a combined weight of 450 pounds, they are the APW Tag Team Champions, the team of Young Mannie and J.R. Kingston, The Red Shield Mafia!

As they reach the ring, Mannie puts out his blunt, and Mannie slides in under the ropes while J.R. Steps through to enter the ring. Kingston removes his bandanna and shadow boxes, while Mannie stands there grandstanding for the fans. Walker hands the belts to the ref, who raises them high in the air before calling for the bell, DING! DING! DING!

APW Tag Team Championship Match
The Red Shield Mafia © vs. The San Diego Seagulls

Horton and Mannie make their way to their respective corners, leaving Kingston and Scripps to start the match. Kingston tries to overpower Scripps, rushing right in and lifting Scripps up off his feet, backing him into the neutral corner. Once there, J.R. unloads with a series of Rapid Knife-Edge Chops that echo throughout the arena! The fans give a loud “WOOOOO!” with each chop, and after about the sixth chop, Scripps gets his arms up to block it, and punches Kingston in the head, quickly switching spots with him, putting Kingston in the corner! Scripps responds with some Knife-Edge Chops of his own, lighting up Kingston's chest! As Kingston gasps for air, Scripps gives him a few hard knees to the midsection before grabbing a hold of his head and running out of the corner with a Bulldog! With Kingston down face first on the mat, Scripps locks in a Hammerlock from the side, and begins to drill his left knee into the right shoulder of Kingston again and again!

Harvey: This is the kind of smart wrestling that gives the Seagulls their reputation! Scripps knows that J.R. Kingston is the strongest man in the match, and if he can somehow neutralize Kingston's power advantage, it'll play into the Seagulls' favor!

Chase: Don't forget, both Charles Scripps and Kate Horton utilize that LeBell Lock, which targets their opponent's arm.

After about three or four strikes, Scripps keeps control of Kingston's arm, pulling him up to his feet. Scripps twists the arm again, but Kingston knocks him with a powerful elbow to the side of the head! As Scripps is slightly dazed, Kingston uses his good arm to violently whip Charles into RSM's corner. Scripps hits the turnbuckle chest first with such force that it knocks him backwards to the mat! Kingston tags in Young Mannie before pulling Scripps up with one arm. Mannie mounts the top turnbuckle and leaps off, taking Scripps right back down with a Moonsault! Mannie has Scripps' shoulders to the mat, 1
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Chase: The Red Shield Mafia is your prototypical speed and power tag team, while the San Diego Seagulls specialize in smash-mouth submission style wrestling! It'll be interesting to see which one wins out here tonight!

Mannie grabs a hold of Charles' head, sitting him up a bit to deliver a series of hard right fists right to the head before pulling him back up and whipping him back into RSM's corner. Mannie comes rushing in for a Lariat, but Charles gets his foot up, kicking Mannie right in the face! Kingston tries to get his paws on Scripps, but Scripps turns right around and punches him right off the apron! Scripps then runs to his corner, tagging in Kate Horton as Mannie makes his way back up to his feet! Horton takes Mannie down with a Stiff Clothesline, and as he gets back up, she gives him a hard kick to the midsection before quickly stepping behind him and pulling off a Release German Suplex! Mannie hits the mat head first, and the fans gasp. Horton doesn't even give the ref time to check on Mannie, stomping the heck out of him before pulling him up and shooting him into the ropes! On the rebound, Mannie hits with a Rolling Koppu Kick from out of nowhere! Still loopy, he makes his way to the corner, tagging in Kingston. Kingston reaches down to pull Horton up, but as he does, she pulls him down into a Small Package, 1
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Harvey: Horton's trying to get a surprise victory here, hoping to keep the pressure up and catch Kingston off guard!

Chase: Stranger things have happened in APW!

Both competitors are trading blows on their way up, with Kingston eventually getting the advantage, rocking Kate's midsection with a well-timed knee. As she's hunched over, he gives her a hard Knee to the face, sending her stumbling backwards! He then wraps his hand around her throat and lifts her up for the Chokeslam Backbreaker! As she falls off his knee, Kingston is quick to cover, 1
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Harvey: Uh-oh! This could be bad!

Chase: Kingston just inadvertently knocked that ref into next Sunday!

As Kingston looks down at what he's done, Horton gives him a hard Dropkick to the back of the head that sends him stumbling into the ropes! She then shoots the opposite ropes, but he turns around in time to Back Body Drop her completely over the ropes and to the outside! She lands on the mat with a loud thud that draws an audible reaction from the crowd.

Harvey: Kate Horton at least got the wind knocked out of her there, if not worse!

With Charles Scripps alone in the ring, Mannie and Kingston overpower him, beating him down with clubbing blows, beating him down to one knee. Kingston then grabs Scripps in a Half Nelson from behind as Mannie runs to the ropes, nailing Scripps with a Running Lariat as Kingston performs a Half Nelson Suplex!

Chase: CODE RED! CODE RED!

Scripps is hurting as Kingston violently yanks him up, hoisting him onto his shoulders as Mannie mounts the top turnbuckle. Kingston turns his back to Mannie, and Mannie leaps off the top rope, giving Scripps the Backstabber off of Kingston's shoulders!

Chase: They just hit the Red Alert! If the ref comes to, this one is over!

Harvey: I don't think Scripps is the legal man!

Mannie has Scripps covered as the ref warily comes to, and he slowly begins to count, 1
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Harvey: Mannie needs to get out of this quick! The LeBell Lock is lethal!

Mannie grits his teeth in pain, and Damien Walker hops up onto the apron to try and enters the ring, attacking Scripps to break the hold! The ref immediately calls for the bell! DING! DING! DING!

Winners: The San Diego Seagulls

Paige: Here are your winners, by disqualification, Kate Horton and Charles Scripps, the San Diego Seagulls! However, still APW Tag Team Champions, The Red Shield Mafia!

“Fell into Your Shoes” plays as Scripps and Horton look pissed off in the ring. Mannie is glaring at Damien Walker, and Kingston slides in to chew out his manager as well.

Harvey: Well, the Seagull won the match, but certainly not the way they wanted to!

Chase: Well, it looks like Mannie and Kingston aren't happy that Damien saved their titles that way! They wanted to either win or lose this match fair and square.

Kingston and Mannie are having words with their manager while the Seagulls shake their heads out on the apron. From out of nowhere, Jay Gatsby and Warren Peace show up and yank the Seagulls off the apron before sliding in the ring and attacking the Tag Team Champions!

Harvey: The Fortunate Sons have crashed this party!

Chase: They obviously want a shot at the Tag Team Titles!

The Red Shield Mafia fights back, and while the two teams are brawling, the San Diego Seagulls re-enter the ring and join in! The ref calls for the bell again while motioning for refs and road agents and security to get down to the ring! DING! DING! DING!

Harvey: This is absolute chaos out here! The ref has no control!

Security Personnel slide into the ring to try and break things up, but with little success! The three teams continue to go at it as APW cuts to a commercial break.

[President Jeff]

We come back from commercial break and a table and two chairs are hurried out from the back and set up in the ring.

Harvey: Well, this is the moment we've been waiting for all night. The time to make the Undisputed title match for Christmas Chaos official.

Chase: And let me just say, Harvey, that I can't wait. We will finally have the rightful champion going into the new year, which will be a big year for APW.

Harvey: Seriously? Biggs bullied Reginald into giving him the match, he doesn't deserve it.

"Shooting Star" by Black Stone Cherry blares throughout the arena and the fans cheer loudly as the APW Undisputed champion C.J. Gates walks out from the back. He has the title strapped around his waist and is wearing street clothes as he pauses at the top of the ramp and raises both of his arms up into the air for more cheers.

Harvey: Well, here comes to real Undisputed champion, C.J. Gates. He confronted Reginald last week about the match being made and was given the right to pick a stipulation.

Chase: Which is bull if you ask me. He's probably going to stack the deck against Biggs and screw him again.

Gates begins to make his way down the ramp, tagging hands with a few fans. He walks around the ring, tagging more hands as he does before climbing into the ring up the steel steps. He climbs up the nearest turnbuckle and unhooks the belt, raising it high into the air for a loud cheer. He climbs down and grabs a microphone off the table.

C.J. Gates: I can't say that I agree with the decision that Reginald Schmidt made last week, but I'm not about to take Overdrive hostage and set up camp in the middle of this ring until I get my way. The match was made and I am going to honor that, and hopefully by the end of it, I can prove to Biggs that he no longer has any claim to my title. He lost at Shockwave, he lost at One Night in Hell, and after we make this match official, he'll lose at Christmas Chaos. Then I can move on to giving the rightful challengers a title shot.

Gates paces on the far side of the ring, glancing toward the ramp every so often.

C.J. Gates: One good thing that did come out of last week, was that Reginald decided to give me the option of picking the stipulation for the match. Since Biggs picked a ladder match at One Night in Hell, I figured it's only fair that I pick this time around. So I spent a good deal of time thinking about it this week and think I settled on--

Gates is cut off as "Spaceman" by the Killer plays. Biggs walks out from the back wearing one his usual jackets, to a chorus of boos from the fans. He smirks at the top of the ramp and makes his way down the ramp, extending his hands to tag fans, but not finding any hands in return. He continues to smirk as he climbs into the ring, a microphone in his hand and stands across from Gates on the other side of the table.

Biggs: What did you settle on, C.J.? Another Ladder Match? A Tables, Ladder, and Chairs Match? An Ultimate X Match? Some match where we have to climb something or jump off from some ungodly height!?

C.J. Gates: Actually, no, Biggs. I thought about picking something like that, where we could spend twenty minutes beating each other bloody, but it didn't seem to cut it for me. Knowing how adamant you are that you deserve yet another shot at the Undisputed title, I figured that the stipulation I pick should be something that can settle our differences and can prove which one of us is truly the better of the two.

Biggs: So are you going to try and beat me in my specialty match, the Steel Cage?

C.J. Gates: No steel cage matches. No more ladder matches. No sadistic madness matches. But even still, what I chose for us is going to be able to settle our differences once and for all. At Christmas Chaos, Biggs, you and I are going to battle it out in a SIXTY-MINUTE IRON MAN MATCH!

The fans cheer at the announcement as Biggs looks around, before smirking at Gates and nodding.

Biggs: So you think that you can go toe-to-toe with me for sixty minutes? You think that you have the ability to fight me for a full hour and come out of that a winner? I'd like to see you try! You're on!

Biggs steps forward and quickly signs the contract on the table between them. Gates does the same thing and the two men stand on opposite sides staring each other down. Biggs reaches across and pats the Undisputed title that's resting on Gates's shoulder.

Biggs: I look forward to take back my title, C.J. And when I do it's definitely going to make this Christmas OUT OF THIS WORLD!

"Spaceman" by the Killers plays as Biggs takes a few steps back. He smirks at C.J. and motions for the title around his waist before he exits the ring. As he backs his way up, still jawing with C.J., Gates steps up to the ropes and raises the Undisputed title high into the air as the arena fills with cheers at the thought of a third meeting.

Harvey: Well, it's official. At Christmas Chaos we will see C.J. Gates defend his title against Biggs in an Iron Man Match!

Chase: And like Biggs said, it's going to be a Merry Christmas when we get the rightful champion back at the top.

Harvey: Regardless, it's going to be an excellent match. Two of the best that APW has to offer going toe to toe to see who can gain the most pinfalls.

Gates and Biggs continue to stare at one another as Overdrive fades out.