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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 0:03:10 GMT -4
"The Boy Who Destroyed the World" hits the PA system and the camera pans around displaying the live audience from within the arena! West: Welcome to Monday Night Meltdown LIVE from the U.S. Airlines Center in Phoenix! We're jumping right into action here from Phoenix!"Bump It" hits the PA system and The Red Scorpion walks out to the stage through a cloud of red smoke. He walks to the front of the stage and extends both arms and gives the crowd two thumbs down...because they suck. Scorpion pulls a microphone out of his pocket.
Red Scorpion: The greatest president of all times is Theodore Roosevelt...I will recite for you now...from memory...His speech “The Man in the Arena”
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
The crowd boo’s loudly.
Red Scorpion: I refuse to walk down the ramp tonight amongst people who boo Present Teddy Roosevelt. I don’t want there to be a chance that your filthy hands will touch me.
The crowd boo’s even louder. He steps close to the front of the stage and pulls out a controller and pushes the button, a jet pack on his back turns on and he flies to the ring, instead of flying straight there, he takes his free and grabs the microphone and begins to serenade the audience...
Red Scorpion: I believe I can fly! I believe I can touch the sky! Think about it every night and day!
The crowd boo’s louder at Scorpion’s singing.
Red Scorpion: I don’t have to entertain you people!
Scorpion lands safely in the ring. He takes off the jet pack and his ‘Hitman’ shirt...Scorpion likes hockey. He has many interests that are above the taste of the average fan or wrestler. He does some prep jumps and jumps really high because of his superior athletic ability. He wipes his boots and is ready to fight! The lights go out. Question marks are highlighted all around the arena in constant movement. Smoke fills the ramp. Sparks fall from the ceiling and the music begins to blast through the sounds speakers as Mr. Enigma makes his way slowly and methodically to the ring. Some fans boo as many of his loyal fans over the years chant his name. Enigma walks around the ring and then into the ring where he stands in the corner removing his garbs and awaits his opponent with a daunting look of intensity and focus. The Red Scorpion vs. Mr. Enigma
West: The bell!
They lock up and Scorpion breaks the lock up and goes outside the ring. After a few seconds, he gets back in the ring. They get ready to lock up again and Scorpion kicks Enigma in the gut. Scorpion whips Enigma but Enigma reverses it. Scorpion comes back with a clothesline. Enigma gets up and Scorpion gives him a Step Up Enzuiguri. Enigma gets up and runs at Scorpion, trying for a clothesline. Scorpion ducks it and hits another Enzuiguri.
Harris: What a shot!
West: Both of these guys are beyond impressive.
Scorpion follows that up with a Muai Thai Combo. Scorpion punches Enigma a few times but Enigma comes back with a few punches of his own. He tries to kick Scorpion but Scorpion catches his leg and hits a spinning heel kick. He pins him.
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Scorpion punches Enigma a few times and whips Enigma off the ropes and hits a monkey flip on the rebound. Scorpion comes off the ropes and hits La Mistica. He pins him.
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Harris: You have to wonder-- is Emerald Assassin in Scorpion's head here tonight?
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Scorpion kicks out. Enigma grabs Scorpion and hits a Rock Bottom. He pins him.
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Harris: This could put the dude down!
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West: Near fall after near fall!
Scorpion runs the ropes and tries for a clothesline. Enigma ducks it and when Scorpion turns around, Mr. Enigma hits him with a series of punches and kicks. He follows it up with a DDT. Mr. Enigma waits for The Red Scorpion to stand and hits the Code Breaker. He pins him.
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Nicky Paige: Here is your winner, MISTERRR EEEENNIIIIGMAAA! Mr. Enigma celebrates in the ring as his music hits. West: Impressive win by Enigma here tonight! HUGE television debut!Harris: But Scorpion looks like he's fuming after that one!We cut to the backstage area-- in the parking lot-- where the crowd roars as Hannah Storm appears on screen. West: Meltdown interviewer Hannah Storm is standing by, anxiously awaiting the arrival of Shadow!Harris: Her and everyone else...West: And she hopes to get the first word with him when we come back!Harris: If he shows up...We fade to black as Hannah Storm waits in the parking lot. COMMERCIAL! |
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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 0:05:05 GMT -4
Our scene fades in and the crowd cheers as Tyler Harrison appears on the screen, though he isn't the bright and cheerful face of optimism that he usually is... Instead, Sienna Harrison's twin brother looks agitated, and uncomfortable. As we pan out, we see that he is seated in Sienna's office chair, boredly clicking through something on her laptop, but a pair of crutches are visible in the background. Soon, there's a knock on the door. Tyler's voice is hoarse, and rough. Tyler: Yeah. It's open.The door opens, and shuts again. Tyler looks away from his laptop briefly to give the entrants a nod. The camera pans out and the U.S. Airways Center explodes into boos as the New Sindicate, consisting of Aubrey J. Parker, Christian Kane, and the Tap-Out Champion (with belt in towe) Logan Alexander are visible on the other side of the desk. Christian and Aubrey quickly make themselves comfortable in Sienna's office while Logan stands casually against the desk. CK: Sienna Harrison's office, it's been a long time. Did...did she take the sofa out of here? I can't say I'm not disappointed, but I guess the stain would come out. Too bad.AJP: Ha. So we heard Robina's gonna b-Without looking up, Tyler interrupts. Tyler: What are you guys doing here?Aubrey glares at him and slowly continues. AJP: ...so we heard Robina's gonna be out there tonight during Jace's match. We're here to scout our competition... haha, all three of us! You know- because all three of us made it into Test for the Best. Isn't it great?CK: Don't answer that, Harrison, I'll do it for you. Yes, it's great...and yes, we're great.Tyler looks up at Aubrey, then to Christian, with a raised eyebrow. Tyler: I'm sure you're all proud of yourselves.LA: That goes without saying. People we're probably expecting only one of us to make it in... but we're not here to gloat to you Tyler. I'm sure you have other things on your mind.
We just want to see Meltdown's two competitors for Test for the Best up close once more before the pay-per-view.AJP: Your sister tried to hold me down... tried to hold Logan down... hell, she BLATANTLY lied to Christian's face when she signed his contract... CK: ...Deceiving little skank.AJP: ...but we want to see how her talent does when they're not being tested each week, being fed to the *censormute* sharks...
Besides. This makes us the only people in the entire tournament that have seen each and every single one of our opponents wrestle up close. We're not blowing this.Tyler: You might.A tired look on his face, he looks up from the laptop again. Tyler: You might blow this.CK: Your sister might blow me, junior. Watch your damn tongue.Logan merely raises an eyebrow, taking the comment in stride. Tyler narrows his eyes at Christian but looks down at Sienna's laptop again. Tyler: There's a monitor in your locker-room. You're welcome to watch from there. You guys head out to ringside tonight, and Sienna might lose her mind... She's already at her wits' end with Jennings running around here, and Shadow on his way, and Guv'Nor losing his damn mind... Christ...LA: We'll stay away from the ring, but staying confined in a locker room is not likely. We aren't here to start anything. We'd like all of our opponents in fighting shape for Test for the Best. It'll make it more worthwhile.Tyler looks at all of them, and simply nods, but doesn't say a word. Aubrey, tired of toying with random objects on the edge of Sienna's desk, pushes herself to her feet, and Christian Kane follows suit. AJP: See you around, Ty.Christian and Aubrey make their exit. They turn to Logan in the door, but he motions for them to go along without him. Hesitantly, they disappear around the corner and their footsteps fade down the hall. Tyler looks up at the Tap-Out Champion. LA: So how are you holding up?Tyler: Hah, seen better days. My sister doesn't have my back... My brother's MIA... And apparently nobody takes Michael Jennings seriously enough to try to stop him-- but he's a threat, Logan. He is.
...But how about you, my friend?Logan shrugs. LA: I've had worse. I tend to wake up the morning after and wonder why I put myself through all the abuse. Then I see my friends... and that reminds me why. You do it for them... even when everyone else is against you.He leans toward Tyler. LA: I do want to say I'm sorry though.Tyler: Hah. Sorry for what? You didn't cause any of this to happen.LA: But I could have been there to help you out, like a friend should have.Tyler: It's fine. It's behind us. Ev-- Evan will take care of it... Whenever he... Gets back from Crazyville and realizes he's a professional wrestler...Tyler sighs, clearly not believing his own words. Tyler: It'll be handled. You guys have other things to worry about, I'm sure.LA: All right. But if you need any help, feel free to get in touch. If you can't rely on family, friends are all you've got.Tyler: I appreciate it, Logan. I... I mean that.He looks like he has more to say, but instead, his eyes fall back down toward Sienna's desk, still lacking their usual excitement. Logan slowly stands. LA: Take care of yourself Tyler.He holds one hand out towards Tyler, across the desk. Harrison accepts Logan's handshake, firmly, despite his troubled tone. Tyler: You too. That goes for all three of you. Be safe, tonight. We've... We've lost all control around here.LA: We'll survive. Just make sure you do the same.Logan releases Tyler's hand, nods to him and offer a confident smile, then turns and departs, leaving Tyler alone with his concerns. The show goes to a different area backstage to where a crazed, wild looking Michael Jennings is standing by with a psychotic look on his face. He’s even got a five o’clock shadow now likely do to the fact he’s been out of control since his fiancé Catherine Jewel and her sister Heather mysteriously disappeared. He looks like he’s mentally lost it as he begins to speak in a crazed tone of voice. Jennings: The battle lines have been drawn in APW…A sick smile creeps across his face as he continues. Jennings: I AM DECLARING WAR ON BOTH SINDICATES AND THE LEAGUE! I’m not doing this just for myself and the NBK. No, no, no…I’m doing this for all of you.He points to the camera briefly before continuing. Jennings: War HAS to happen. There’s too much stupid bullshit on APW programming right now and it has to stop. There has to be an end to all of this. Because right now it seems like only a few people are getting the attention around here and that MUST end. But I know what everyone will say both in the locker room and in the audience at home. You’ll tell me that how is that possible when I’m booked to compete against Evan Envi for the Overdrive Championship at Test for the Best? In response to that I would say that it was done to appease me. See what happened was management Zinged me a few weeks back and they realized that they fucked up so they put me in this match…A MATCH I DON’T WANT!
Why would I want to be fighting for a belt with an injured man? A man who back jumps, who has some guy with a jock on his face do his dirty work, and who’s sister controls this show? My mind was clouded about this issue until tonight. Until I realized that my match with Envi was nothing more than a bribe. Envi doesn’t want to fight me. No, instead he wants to fight the Synndicate and the New Sindicate which is why NOBODY GIVES A DAMN ABOUT THIS MATCH! YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT THIS MATCH, ENVI! ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS FIGHTING THE SINDICATE GROUPS! THAT’S WHY THIS MATCH IS AN AFTERTHOUGHT BECAUSE IN YOUR EGOTISTICAL MIND YOU HAVE BIGGER FISH TO FRY!
Speaking of fish, I’ve smelled a lot of it here tonight. Sienna must be close by. Anyway this is why this match is a joke. I know it, you know, and the world knows it. This is nothing more than a match thrown on the show so Evan Envi gets his air time. A match that he clearly doesn’t care about and that I’m quickly losing interest in myself especially after Overdrive last week. All the League cares about is the New Sindicate and the Synndicate. The NBK, Foul Play, The Dying Breed, Iron Nightmare, The Unforgiven, and everybody else is nothing to them which is why the League disgusts me. They are the scum of the Earth. The League is nothing but a façade hiding behind the guise of saving the world when in reality all they care about is wasting valuable air time. That is why they must be destroyed and I’m was the first person to call all three groups out which should tell you all that I have no fear of any of them.
You see I’m on the path to righteousness and righteous men have a lot of power. That is why I am here tonight. I’m here to face some guy with a jock on his face who thinks he’s some kind of big hero. This is a joke and I’ve been treated like a joke because I’m the ONE PERSON HERE who’s had enough guts to speak their mind about this place. A lot of people around here have lost their balls here recently. And I think it’s because they’re scared…
Not scared of me but of fear of retribution from the big three groups. I however have no fear of them and what they can do to me. They’re all talk which is why I will continue to raise hell in APW because i know they don’t want a piece of me. This place is in a state of war. I’m telling you all now. You’d better pick a side because when the storm comes you ain’t going to see it coming. You won’t know what hit you until it’s too late. No bombs have fallen and only a few minor skirmishes have happened. Nothing major has happened yet but I can’t erase my dreams and nightmares of an all out global war that I have foreseen will happen. Now I know what you’re thinking. I’m only saying this because of my fiancé leaving out of nowhere but not dealing with her has led me to a place of clarity. A place where I can see my path to righteousness ahead of me. I feel weight of the future bearing down on me but it is a future I want. I won’t run from it. I EMBRACE the coming conflict. It’s going to be starting soon and when it happens I just want to know who amongst you will have the balls to stand beside me against the tyrants and despots who I will be warring against…A glares at the camera before walking off screen. The arena is smothered in darkness as the house lights drop down, only the flicker of a few lighters offering a puncture in blackness. The Megatron lights up and displays the words to the following voiceover. One day some of the kids in the neighbourhood carried my mother’s groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
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Respect The sound of the track penetrates; it’s the sound of a siren accompanied by the lyrical flow of UK Apache as ‘Original Nuttah’ introduces itself. New name, mon:
The original nuttah
Take heed and take check There is none of the usual theatrics as The Guv’nor steps out from the back and heads straight for the ring in a no-nonsense fashion. West: HE’S HERE! The North American Champion is in Memphis!Harris: He’s not supposed to be here! He’s still convalescing!The Guv’nor ignores the out stretched fans of the crowd, slides into the ring and marches over to Nicky Paige as she begins to introduce him. Nicky Paige: Please welcome at this time, the current-The Guv’nor rips the mic from her hands and banishes her from the ring, then gestures with a cut-throat for the music to be cut. Guvnor: Alright, let’s cut the crap tonight. I’m not here to shake the hands, give you people something to smile about. Sadly, the actions of some no good slag in the back has left a bitter taste in my mouth. I’m out here tonight because I want my championship back, and I want somebody’s blood on my hands.The crowd pop. Guvnor: So Sienna Harrison, get your scrawny arse out here now, and bring those walking dead men that call themselves Foul Play with you.West: The Guv’nor looks like he’s here on business tonight!The crowd again pop. The vocal males chant ‘WE WANT BLOOD’. Guvnor paces around the ring for a few seconds, and speaks again. Guvnor: I won’t ask again. I’m going to count to three and if I don’t see you walking out here I’m coming to find you and I promise there is no doctor in the world good enough to fix the damage I’ll make.West: It might be a good idea if Sienna presents herself here.Harris: Are you mad? Guv’nor is like an angry bear, he looks like he wants to tear somebody apart right now. Sienna needs to keep her distance. It’s suicide otherwise.The crowd count along with The Guv’nor. ONE!
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THREE!The Guv’nor drops the mic and begins to leave the ring when the sound of a familiar voice brings him to a halt. Excuse me!The Guv’nor looks up at the ActionTron and sees the face of the General Manager, Sienna Harrison. The crowd pour venom on the sight of her. Sienna: Guv’nor, just wait there a second. Before you come charging backstage on my show, I want to put a stop to it now. If you want to talk, we can talk.The Guv’nor mouths off something inaudible towards the ActionTron. Sienna: I can’t hear you, Guv. By the way, are you looking for something?Sienna holds up the North American Championship belt, stolen from The Guv’nor last week by Foul Play upon Sienna’s instruction. The crowd jeer. Guvnor points at Sienna and gestures for her to get to the ring. Sienna: Uh, no way. You think I’m going to come to the ring while you’re spitting and gnashing like a rabid dog? I’m not stupid, Guv’nor.Guvnor picks up his mic again. Guvnor: Every second you fail to give that back to me is a second of stupidity that not even your life can repay.Sienna: Threats—do you really think they are going to encourage me to come down there and just hand this back to you?Guvnor: Right now, all you should be worrying about is saving your hide. I promise you Sienna, you come out here now and give the belt back to me and I promise I won’t cut your throat in front of all these people. That doesn’t mean I want smash a hole in your face, but at least if you come out now I’ll give the paramedics some chance of helping you see out the night. But the longer you continue to try and mug me off the worse it will be for you.Sienna smirks. Sienna: What do you really think you are going to do to me, Guv’nor? What makes you even think you can find me? What makes you even think I am in the arena?Guvnor hurls more inaudible abuse. Sienna: Let me explain before you cause yourself an aneurysm. Last week was about teaching you a lesson; it was about teaching everyone a lesson. For too long I have had to put up with your shenanigans, and something had to be done about it. You crossed the line when you lied to me, when you lied to your precious fans about leaving Meltdown.
Instead of showing us the hero they think you are, you proved you are a deceiver and a double-crosser. You showed everyone that you are a manipulator, and that your word means nothing.The crowd show their disagreement with boos. Sienna: Liars ought to be punished. People who don’t respect authority deserve to be punished. People who think they can do whatever they want without any consequence deserve to be punished. Do you know what they call people who exhibit all of these traits, Guv’nor?
PSYCHOPATH!West: Come on, that’s a bit rich coming from her.Harris: Sienna took a psychology module in college, she knows what she’s talking about.Sienna: I did last week what was necessary; I did what was required for the good of the business. Meltdown is supposed to be a family show. It deserves better than to have a PSYCHOPATH as its champion. Do you think our audience, our sponsors, or the network wants to promote a PSYCHOPATH?
NO! Instead they would want to promote someone like Jerry Matthews: a righteous man who can be a wholesome role model for everyone. It’s about time everyone started talking about Jerry Matthews.The crowd start up a ‘JERRY SUCKS’ chant, with all the nuance of that ejaculation. Sienna ignores it. Sienna: I knew you would react this way, and I understood the consequences. But I had to do what I did last week for the good of my business.Guvnor: Forget about what’s good for the business and instead be concerned with what’s good for your health. Your time is up sweetheart, I’m coming to find you and take back what’s mine by force.Guvnor steps through the ropes, but Sienna shouts. Sienna: HALT! Hear me out.Guvnor steps back into the ring. Sienna: Unfortunately, there are still some people on the board unconvinced, and some who say I overstepped my mark last week. I have been told I must extend an olive branch to you. I’d rather you left my show on a gurney and without a job, that isn’t why I’m talking to you.
Not that you deserve it, but I am going to give you an opportunity to get the North American Championship back, and I am going to give you that opportunity tonight.The crowd cheers. Sienna: But first I need a guarantee that you won’t do anything stupid. That you will hear my offer and you won’t respond like a bull in a china shop.Guvnor: I’m promising you nothing of the sort, princess.Sienna: It is your only option, Guvnor. If you come after me on any other terms I promise you will leave this arena requiring a straw to be fed for the rest of your miserable life. What I arranged last week will be only a fraction of what I have planned tonight if you refuse to be reasonable.
It’s up to you, Guv’nor. You let me know what you decide.“Money Maker” hits leaving Guvnor in the ring, bubbling with irritation. West: What is this ‘opportunity’ Sienna says she will give The Guv’nor. If I was him I wouldn’t trust her an inch.Harris: It’s his only option, Shane. He’s got nothing else. He has to accept it.West: Well we’re just hearing word that Sienna will make her offer later tonight. This does not sound good. The Guv’nor may need some back-up.Harris: It's time for a break, but when we come back, we'll hit you with a show rundown to let you know what to expect tonight on MELTDOWN... From Phoenix!COMMERCIAL! |
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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 0:28:43 GMT -4
Harris: We're back!West: With a HUGE show lined up. As we mentioned, Shadow is in the house-- but we also have Knox here, ready to team up with Niobe Martin to take on longtime nemesis Buckson Gooch and a newfound enemy in Jace Savage in tag action. And Robina Hood is the special ref there! She has problems with most of the people in this match, and Jace could be a threat to her at Test for the Best!Harris: We also have two debuts when Wyatt Crash takes on Yanzel Holmes, and Ron Rufio goes up against "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews!West: And that's not all. We have our MAIN EVENT which is a rematch from two weeks ago, now contested under Tornado Tag rules with no disqualifications... Brian Hollywood rejoins "Madman" Chris Madison to take on the undefeated Unforgiven!Harris: But next, Michael Jennings is on his way out here to take on this guy!“Darling Violetta” plays as the lights dim to an emerald green. Nicky Paige: The following bout is scheduled for ONE fall!!!A figure appears, rising from the top of the ramp in a haze of green smoke, a feminine figure visible behind him. The lights return to normal, revealing Emerald Assassin, who stands a few feet in front of a smirking Jenny Knite, the League of Extraordinary Wrestlers’ official representative! Nicky Paige: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Jenny Knite, weighing 160 pounds... EMERRAAALD ASSAAASSSIINN!!!Emerald charges through the smoke runs down the ramp at full sprint and leaps into the ring under the middle rope. Once in the ring he rolls to his feet and poses fists at his waist. The crowd cheers as his music fades and Jenny Knite applauds from the apron. West: Well, Michael Jennings found his way into a Meltdown match because of-Harris: Catherine Jewel and her huge mouth, challenging Envi to a match?West: This was originally Catherine Jewel vs Evan Envi... but Envi was injured at the hands of the Red Scorpion last week and was advised to miss 14-20 days of action... so this match became Catherine Jewel and Michael Jennings versus Emerald Assassin and Envi’s manager, Jenny Knite... but Catherine Jewel announced her pregnancy on Wednesday evening, causing the match to be altered, once again, to what we have now, Emerald Assaassin versus Michael Jennings.Harris: And Evan’s ducking Jennings.West: I don’t know... I don’t see Red Scorpion anywhere out here either!!"Descent" by Fear Factory starts playing over the loud speakers as the man known as Michael Jennings comes out from the back to loud cheers wearing all black ring tights and ring jacket in a much more dark, sinister look than he's had in the past. In his mind APW is heading toward Armageddon and he's chosen ring attire to match the impending darkness that he sees on the horizon. Michael ignores the fans who are cheering him and continues to the ring with a walk of determination and a look of hate on his face. He looks like he wants to hurt somebody. Nicky Paige: And his opponent, representing APW Thursday Night Overdrive, hailing from Loss Angeles, California, weighing in at 252 pounds, MICHAEL JENNINGS!!The crowd cheers him as he enters the ring and starts posing. The music stops playing as Michael gets ready for a fight. He goes over to his corner, takes off his ring jacket to hand to one of the ringside personnel, and waits for the bell to sound, but stops and looks at Jenny, who sits on the apron, looking back at him. West: Would you feel safe if you were Jenny Knite out here?Harris: No.... Jennings wants Evan’s head on a stick, injured or not, title or not, and in less than two weeks, he’s facing him, so you have to imagine that when Jennings looks at Jenny Knite, he’s seeing glimpses of Evan Envi.The bell sounds!! Emerald Assassin (w/ Jenny Knite) vs Michael Jennings
Jennings looks down at Jenny, who just winks at him on the outside. He turns and throws a fist toward Emerald Assassin, with a cry of rage, but Emerald ducks and hits the ropes, coming back and Taking Jennings down with a Bulldog! Jenny screams for Emerald to “stay on him!!” and Emerald responds by hitting Jennings with a flurry of sharp fists to the head and shoulders! The referee scolds EA but Jennings rolls to the ropes, his eyes wide in surprise. Emerald Assassin pushes past the ropes and runs at Jennings, nailing a huge Stinger Splash! Jennings falls sloppily out of the corner and Emerald blasts him with a European Uppercut and a high dropkick that knock Jennings into the ropes. Jennings is nearly out on his feet, but swings at EA again, but Emerald blocks it and hits a Single Arm DDT!
West: Were you expecting this from the Emerald Assassin tonight!?
Harris: Wha.... absolutely not. I’m assuming the win over Red Scorpion and the New Sindicate last week boosted his ego! Now he’s on the top rope!
Jennings gets up, but Emerald Assassin flies from the top turnbuckle and hits a Flying Hurricanrana! The crowd screams for the move and Jennings is slammed to his spine. EA makes the cover, hooking both legs!
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West: This entire arena THOUGHT Emerald Assassin had the upset! What a blow that would be to Jennings just thirteen days before his Overdrive Championship opportunity.
Harris: Would it? Last I heard, Envi booked a one-way ticket to Hawaii and he’s scheduled to appear at golf tournaments and surf competitions through July!! Who knows if we’ll even GET that title match!?
West: Well, Emerald Assassin is giving Jennings a title-quality performance here tonight in Phoenix!
Jennings and Emerald fight to their feet with Emerald hitting a Jawbreaker! Jennings is thrown back in pain from the move and Emerald Assassin yells out before grabbing Jennings and nailing a hard faceplant Tornado DDT! Jennings goes limp and Emerald hooks him for a crucifix pin for the cover!
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The crowd responds with a mixed reaction as Jennings kicks out and rolls to his knees. Emerald Assassin runs at him and goes for a Hurricanrana, but Jennings drives him down across his knee for a modified Powerbomb Backbreaker. The crowd goes hushed as EA arches his back in pain.
West: ...and just like that, the momentum shifts, drastically.
Jennings lifts him up by the mask and hits a T-Bone Suplex! Emerald sits up, holding a hand to his back, but Jennings runs at him and nails a Running Neck Snap! Emerald holds his head in pain and writhes on the mat. Jennings looks out into the audience, many of which are booing his onslaught. He pushes himself up to the middle turnbuckle and smirks down at Jenny Knite before hitting an Elbow Drop to the heart of Emerald Assassin! He hits EA with two hard shots to the skull and then goes to the middle turnbuckle, hitting a second Elbow Drop to the heart! Emerald Assassin groans in pain and Michael Jennings forces him up, again by the mask, and looks out into the audience as he holds him up for a Sidewalk Slam... and then drives him hard to the canvas. Jenny screams for him to get up, but is silenced as Michael gives her a long look... and then lifts Emerald Assassin up, turning around to hurl him over the top rope! He lands hard on his back at Jenny’s feet, and she kneels down to check on the masked Megastar...
West: If Jennings had managed to do that to the likes of Foul Play and Logan Alexander last night, he might’ve found himself heading to Test for the Best in a THIRD chance Battle Royal!
Harris: Jennings is... OH GOD!
Jennings runs across the ring and launches himself back, diving through the ropes toward Jenny Knite and Emerald Assassin! EA shoves Jenny out of the way, just in time, and though she falls to her rear, she avoids Emerald’s fate- being smashed into the barricade by the flying Michael Jennings! The crowd erupts for the move and the referee begins a ten-count. Jennings is able to slide the barely moving EA back into the ring and covers him!
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Emerald Assassin pulls himself up, and Jennings hits him with a slap to the face! Emerald is turned away, but he fires back with a slap of his own! The crowd cheers, but Jennings is enraged and hits a hard boot to his stomach that knocks Emerald down to the mat! Emerald gets back up, but Michael Jennings locks him in an Abdominal Stretch, sneering at Jenny Knite the entire time. She begins to drum on the mat, trying to get the crowd behind Emerald Assassin and a small clap begins. Assassin struggles in the move, but shakes and shakes, getting himself loose, beginning to break himself free-
West: He might be free!
Harris: Jennings is in trouble!
Jennings clubs Emerald across the ribs until he falls to his knees and then locks him in a Sleeper Hold! EA struggles in any which way, but Jennings tightens the hold. He begins to fade and Jenny jumps up onto the apron, but Jennings throws Emerald to the ground and runs for her! Jenny drops down from the apron while the referee admonishes both of them, but Emerald grabs Jennings from behind and hits the Inverted DDT!
West: EMERALD ASSASSIN WITH THE INVERTED DDT! HE HIT IT! HE HIT IT ON JENNINGS!!!
Harris: THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!!
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Emerald Assassin is pulled off of Jennings from the outside, but the referee doesn’t see it! The camera pans over to reveal Red Scorpion, who backs away from the ropes and leans casually against the announce table. Emerald turns and glares at him. Jenny screams for him to focus, but Emerald Assassin ducks out of the ring! He goes to chase Red Scorpion, but Red Scorpion turns and runs away! Emerald makes chase, nearly completely circling the ring before Jennings slides out of the ring, out of nowhere, and nails a release Gutwrench Suplex that sends EA flying hard to the concrete!! Emerald Assassin has trouble getting up, and rolls to his feet, but Jennings runs forward and drives a boot between his eyes, taking him down! He lifts EA up and slides him into the ring. EA rolls to the middle of the ring, holding his skull in pain. Red Scorpion walks, kneeling down by the announce table and Michael Jennings climbs to the top rope. Emerald Assassin gets to his feet and leaps off for a Diving Double Axe Handle!
West: Right across the skull, and Emerald Assassin has taken three hard shots to the head in a row!
Harris: Save the superhero!!
West: For those that missed it at home, Michael Jennings just leaned out of the ring to Jenny Knite and yelled “it’s over!”
Harris: I wouldn’t want to be Emerald Assassin right now...
Jennings lifts Assassin up and sets him up for the Cutter, but Assassin counters with a Neckbreaker! Red Scorpion leaps onto the apron again and the referee cuts him off as he attempts to get into the ring!
West: WHY can’t he just keep his nose out of this!?
Emerald Assassin tries to lift Jennings up into another Inverted DDT while the ref is distracted with Red Scorpion, but Jennings throws an elbow to the gut and then a second elbow to the face, knocking him off! Emerald Assassin falls to his knees and Jennings goes for the Cutter he calls Empire Falls- but Jenny Knite has slid into the ring, and she hits Jennings with a solid punch to the nose! The crowd roars for the maneuver, and Jennings throws a hand up to his face... and Emerald Assassin drops to the ground, grapevining his leg and rolling him up for an Oklahoma Roll as the referee makes the count!!!
Harris: THAT’S CHEATING!
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Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, EMERALD AS--!!! West: LOOK OUT!!Emerald Assassin is taken down from behind by Michael Jennings with a forearm to the back, followed by several stomps to the back of the superhero! West: Stop him! Someone!After about ten seconds, Michael Jennings relents. Jennings glares down at Emerald Assassin and reaches down, pulling him up into his own signature move position-- the Inverted DDT! Harris: Jennings was screwed! He’s not gonna take that lying down!West: This isn’t right! Emerald Assassin has no idea what happened! Jenny Knite evened the odds!Harris: Oh, right, make excuses for the crazy kid in the mask, but when the psychopath in a suit shows up, he’s the bad guy. You’re so biased.Jennings moves Emerald Assassin to the center of the ring... But Jenny Knite grabs Nicky Paige’s mic from ringside. Jenny: Michael, stop it! STOP.The crowd cheers as Jenny marches up the steel steps, stepping on the apron. Jenny: You proved your point. Let him go.Michael yells ”where’s Envi?!” toward Jenny, rage in his eyes, but Jenny simply shakes her head. Jenny: He’s not here. You get Envi at Test for the Best. Red Scorpion gets Emerald Assassin at Test for the Best-- not you. Put him down. This isn’t about him anymore.Michael sneers at Jenny, and stands there for a moment, staring. Jenny: Put him down....And Jennings drills Emerald Assassin to the mat with his own signature maneuver, the Inverted DDT! The back of his head collides with the mat and Emerald Assassin is drilled to the canvas. Jennings kneels over Emerald and tries to tug at his mask-- West: He’s trying to unmask Emerald Assassin!Harris: Good! Let’s see who the kid really is!Jenny Knite slides into the ring and sprints, jumping onto the back of Michael Jennings! West: Jenny Knite with the save!Harris: Women ruin everything...Jennings is forced to let go of Emerald Assassin as Jenny begins to choke the air out of him! Jennings backs away, ramming Jenny into the corner, spine-first! She groans in pain and falls, turning into a solid knee to the abdomen by Michael Jennings! Jenny falls to the mat and clutches her stomach in pain, before rolling out of the ring. With anger in his eyes, Jennings climbs out after her, and Jenny scrambles to her feet, sprinting away from him to the back! Harris: Oh no!West: What the hell is Michael Jennings doing?!Jenny disappears through the curtains, but Jennings is only about four paces behind her! West: Look in the ring!Emerald Assassin climbs to his feet, and Red Scorpion slides into the ring, smashing him across the face with the “Revolution Championship!” Emerald hits the ground and Red Scorpion laughs, dropping the championship before he lifts Emerald Assassin to his feet. He looks around at the crowd before forcing him up into a modified Fisherman’s Suplex-- the Scorpion Plex! Emerald Assassin lies in pain in the ring and the Red Scorpion kneels beside him, looking down at him, breathing heavily. He then grabs his “Revolution Championship” and rolls out of the ring, hugging it to himself as he walks away. We cut to the announce table. West: Emerald Assassin was victorious here tonight, but Red Scorpion got the last word. Things are gonna go haywire when they collide in one-on-one action at Test for the Best.Harris: Well, that’s huge between them. Who IS the best? They came here at the same time. One is a hero... One is the complete opposite. Red Scorpion has a mission, and it’s to completely eliminate Emerald Assassin.West: If tonight was any indication, there’s a chance he could do that in thirteen days at Test for the Best.We briefly cut to the ring, where a second referee and two medics have made their way to the ring to check on Emerald Assassin, who seems to barely know where he is, groggily climbing to his knees before we cut back to Shane West and Dick Harris. Harris: And what about Jennings against Envi for the Overdrive Championship? We’ve seen their story unfold on Meltdown and Overdrive over the past few weeks, but I don’t think Envi has addressed Jennings a single time, or even met the man.West: And now we’re hearing that Evan Envi has scheduled non-wrestling appearances that coincide with his Test for the Best obligations. I’m not sure what to think about it...Harris: It’s robbery!Shane West adjusts his headset, listening to something intently. West: We’re getting news that there’s some commotion backstage-- our cameras have located Michael Jennings!We cut to ringside briefly, where the crowd applauds Emerald Assassin who gets to his feet with assistance from the referees, but we then cut to the backstage area... Jenny Knite is running, pulling things down through the industrial areas in the arena-- ladders, tables, boxes, and streamers, halting Michael Jennings! She sprints through the arena and dodges into a locker room, just for a moment, but comes out within seconds wielding a handbag. She shrieks as she sees Michael Jennings hop over a table to get to her, and she turns, sprinting away, through a door, into the parking lot! Jennings, still only a few feet behind tries to keep pace as Jenny runs across the parking lot, and dodges into a rental car-- a black Ford Taurus Sho. Harris: Get away!Jenny closes the door, though Michael sticks his arms in, grabbing at her hair, a crazed look in his eye. Jenny shrieks and reaches for the ignition, starting the car. She throws the car into reverse, though Jennings holds on, threatening to pull Jenny Knite from the car-- and she throws it into drive, flooring it! Jennings tumbles from the driver’s side and rolls across the asphalt. He crawls to his hands and knees, breathing heavily, watching as Jenny Knite speeds out of the parking lot. Our scene fades to black as he continues watching, breathing heavily, unmoving, unspeaking. COMMERCIAL!
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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 0:36:57 GMT -4
When the show comes back, Connor Murphy is seated at the announce table with a laptop showing Gabriel Krown, who seems to be watching from his house. A mouse has been placed near the laptop.
Muphy: “And we are back. I know rumors were going around that Sang Réal was out of action, but as you can see, I am fine and joined by my partner Gabriel Krown.”
Krown: “Been at home and recovering and getting ready to return.”
Nicky Paige: “The following is scheduled for one fall…”Yanzel steps out onto the stage. He looks out to the crowd pointing out towards them before smacking the stage floor to hype himself up. He fistbumps and high fives fans down the ramp stopping at the bottom. He throws a 4 punch combination to the camera flashing a smile as he lifts his right arm turning his back to the ring. Nicky Paige: “First, hailing from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 240 pounds…Yanzel Holmes!”He climbs the ring steps moving all the way across the ring apron before climbing the turnbuckle and raising his right arm as he looks out at the crowd.
Murphy: “Somehow, this guy forgot to know when to quit, unlike most of the other times in his life.”
Krown: “Haven’t we beaten him enough?”
Nicky Paige: “And his opponent…”Suddenly, the guitar introduction of Earth’s “An Inquest Concerning Teeth” is heard over the PA system. Some of the members of the crowd get to their feet and slowly start to clap. From behind the curtain, The Technical Train makes his way into the open. Wyatt raises both his arms in an "x" formation, holding them above his head. For a few seconds, Wyatt pauses with his eyes closed, holding this position while soaking in the crowd's reaction. Picking up the pace, Wyatt rushes toward the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Now standing in the middle of the ring, he places his hands on his hips and then quickly slams down into the "thinker" position. After a moment of holding that stance, he surges back up and walks over to the corner of the ring. Wyatt begins adjusting his tape and attire as he waits for the match to begin. Nicky Paige: “Making his Action Packed Wrestling debut, from Phoenix, Arizona, weighing 210 pounds…Wyatt Crash!”Murphy: “Clearly we hired a mountain man.”
Krown: “If this man has not spent time alone in the mountains killing deer and making their pelts into clothes, then I would be surprised. This is the kind of man should never buy a van.”
Yanzel Holmes vs Wyatt Crash
The referee signals for the bell and the two men circle each other before locking up. Crash starts off with an armbar, trying to take control. Yanzel manages to use his height and strength advantage to get in a quick jab to try and break the armbar. Crash releases the hold and staggers back.
Murphy: “Still can’t punch and knock a man out.”
Krown: “No wonder his boxing career never took off.”
Yanzel moves in and follows up with a quick body shot, sending Crash back into the corner. Yanzel moves in, but Crash meets him with a kick to the mid section and follows with a clothesline, taking the former LAPD officer down.
Murphy: “Wyatt Crash has some moves.”
Krown: “Anyone can look good against Yanzel Holmes.”
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[/color] Yanzel starts to get up. Crash is right on the attack with an Irish whip, sending Holmes into the ropes. Wyatt manages to catch Yanzel with a belly-to-belly suplex. He quickly goes for a cover. 1… Murphy: “Yanzel is still in this.”Krown: “I’m shocked.”Yanzel is able to quickly kick out. He starts to get to his feet, but Crash pulls him into an armbar. He attempts another Irish whip, but Yanzel holds on, and pulls him into a butterfly suplex.
Murphy: “Yanzel continues to not really improve each week.”
Krown: “That must have upset the birds living in Wyatt’s beard.”
Crash lands on the mat, rolling to his side and starting to get up. Yanzel connects with a body shot and shoots Crash into the corner, charging in after him. However, Crash manages to avoid the impact, causing Yanzel to hit the corner. Crash shoots the ropes and connects with a dropkick. Murphy: “Man can wrestle.”
Krown: “Clearly never learned to shave though.”Trying to take advantage, Wyatt Crash quickly climbs the top rope. As Yanzel gets to his feet, Crash leaps from the top rope, connecting with a crossbody. Quickly getting to his feet, he goes for another crossbody as Yanzel gets to his feet and connects again. He quickly goes for another cover. 1… 2… Yanzel manages to kick up again. Not wanting to give up the advantage, Crash grabs a rising Yanzel and takes him back down with a snap suplex. He goes for another cover.
Murphy: “Yanzel is in there were a far better wrestler than him.”
Krown: “That is potentially a very long list of people...”1… 2… At 2 ½, Yanzel gets the shoulder up. Crash keeps pressing him, going to the legs and attempting to lock on the Low Card. Yanzel keeps struggling to prevent himself from being turned over. He starts throwing a few hard jabs to get stop Crash. Finally, Crash’s hold weakens and Yanzel is able to push him off, knocking him on his back. Crash is quick to his feet, but Yanzel is able to take him down again by catching him in a fireman’s carry, which he turns into a double gut buster.
Krown: “He countered that? Yanzel actually countered something?”
Murphy: “Maybe Amy Zing will finally win a title as well, because Hell has frozen over.”Yanzel goes for his first cover of the night. 1… 2… Crash kicks out. Yanzel does not give him a chance to rest as he shoots him into the ropes and catches him with a vicious pendulum backbreaker. Again Yanzel follows with a cover. 1… 2… Crash manages to kick out.
Murphy: “Whoa. Who taught him how to chain moves together?”
Krown: “I think we did by beating on him a lot.”
Murphy: “What have we done?!”Both men manage to get to their feet, Yanzel manages to grab Crash and goes for a Northern Lights suplex. Somehow, Crash manages to counter out of it with an armbar and nails Yanzel with a kick to the midsection, following up with a piledriver.
Murphy: “Please tell me that broke his neck.”
Krown: “No.”
Murphy: “Damn.”Crash shakes the cobwebs out of his head. Yanzel rolls to his side, slowly getting to his feet. Crash has already beaten him to a vertical base and shoots the ropes, going for clothesline. Yazel manages to duck the clothesline, and Crash bounces off the opposite ropes, attempting a crossbody. From out of nowhere, Yanzel catches him and flips him into a shoulderbreaker.
Krown: “I guess you can shine…”
Murphy: “We’re on network.”
Not wanting to risk losing his momentum, Yanzel follows up with a double knee armbreaker. Yanzel picks Crash off the mat, but is caught by surprise when Crash takes his legs out from under him and tries for an ankle lock.
Murphy: “One submission hold and Yanzel will tap out.”
Krown: “Quitting was his artform at one point.”Crash has hold of Yanzel’s ankle, managing to twist it, but not quite getting the ankle lock on as Yanzel is preventing himself from being turns over onto his stomach. Yanzel manages to kick Crash off.
Murphy: “Should be grabbing a chair any minute now.”
Crash shakes his arm and rolls his shoulder as Yanzel shakes his leg as he manages to get up. Krown: “That would fit the pattern.”Crash grabs Yanzel with another armbar and pulls him into an airplane spin, going round and around until he can drop Yanzel. Crash staggers and drops to on knee, trying to get up, but clearly a bit dizzy. Yanzel rolls towards the ropes, using them to pull himself up.
Murphy: “...No matter how many times I see it, that move always seems counter productive...”
Krown: “I know right?”Crash moves in, but Yanzel is able to dump him over the top rope and onto the apron. The Arizona native gets to his feet only to be pulled back into the ring as the former LA cop brings him in with a Northern Lights suplex. 1… 2…
Murphy: “Yanzel just can’t finish the job out here.”
Crash manages to kick out of the suplex pin attempt. He is a bit slow to his feet, but not too slow to catch Yanzel off guard. As Yanzel starts to lift him up and goes for a punch, Crash manages to avoid the shot and connects with a German suplex.
Murphy: “Did that break his neck?”
He rolls through and hits another German, then another, and then another before releasing Yanzel.
Krown: “I doubt it. Impressive Suplex series though."Crash rolls Yanzel over onto his back and goes for another, albeit weak, pinfall attempt by draping his body over Yanzel’s. He grabs the leg, trying to hook it, but can’t quite get that strong of a hold on it. 1… 2… Somehow, someway, Yanzel gets the shoulder up at the last second. The force of this action causes Crash to sit up. He looks at the referee, shocked his did not get the win there.
Murphy: “Yanzel is still fighting somehow.”
Krown: “Pact with Satan I think. How else can one compete with this semi-shaved monkey?”Crash is the first to his feet. As Yanzel rises, Crash pulls him into an Irish whip and sends him into the corner. He follows and connects with a dropkick. Backing out of the corner, Crash moves to the opposite corner. He throws his arms up in an “X” to get the crowd to cheer, then charges across the ring.
Krown: “Wyatt Crash, the only man whose beard can compete with that of Chuck Norris.”
Murphy: “Like Sampson, it is where his power dwells.”
From out of nowhere, Yanzel Holmes comes out of the corner and just nails Wyatt Crash with a hard punch that drops him to the mat. Yanzel drops on top of him for a pin. 1… 2…
Krown: “Oh now he decides to throw a hard punch.”
Demonstrating great ring awareness, Crash manages to get his foot on the ropes. The referee forces Yanzel to break the pin. The former police officer gets to his feet and starts clapping to get the fans behind him.
Murphy: “Not hard enough.”
Krown: “Figures.”Yanzel moves in and attempts to get the cross armbreaker applied, but Crash is able to reverse it, taking Yanzel down and turning him over for the Low Card.
Murphy: "AND we’re done here.”
Yanzel is struggling, trying to get to the ropes or power his way out, but Crash keeps the hold on.
Krown: “Any minute!”
With no other choice, Yanzel Holmes is forced to tap out. Winner: Wyatt Crash[/center] The referee signals for the bell. Crash breaks the hold, dropping to his knees and throwing his arms into the air. He manages to pick himself up. The referee raises his arm in victory. Yanzel rolls to the corner, using the ropes to pick himself up. Crash walks over to help him up and the two former opponents shake hands. Yanzel turns to leave as Wyatt Crash celebrates a successful debut. Yanzel Holmes rolls out of the ring and starts up the ramp, heading to the back. From behind, Connor Murphy runs up and nails him with the laptop. It shatters into pieces as Yanzel hits the ramp. West: We just got our headsets back-- and LOOK at this heinous assault!Murphy starts to stomp away at Yanzel’s body, and then drags him to the top of the ramp, throwing him into the set. Harris: I love these guys, but this is a bit far. Yanzel Holmes just wrestled a HELL of a match against Wyatt Crash!West: Look at what they're doing! Where in the world is our security?!With a glare into the crowd, Murphy moves to the edge and lifts Yanzel up for the Murphy's Law Brainbuster, driving him into the ramp. West: NO!Harris: Holy...Murphy does it again, only this time, he releases, letting Yanzel Holmes fall straight down off the ramp. He lays there not moving at all. Murphy poses for a moment as Wyatt Crash runs up to check on his opponent and signals for EMTs. The crowd watches nervously, for the next minute, as referees and EMTs check on the fallen Holmes. West: I hope Connor Murphy is happy. I hope he's pleased with himself here tonight. Yanzel Holmes is hurt.Harris: He's hurt bad.We fade to the back as Yanzel Holmes is loaded onto a stretcher by the stage. The crowd whistles as Hannah Storm appears on the screen again, once more in the parking lot. She is walking back and forth, pacing, whistling patiently. West: Seems like Hannah Storm is still waiting for Shadow!Harris: Quite the patient woman, that Hannah! Hah!Hannah glances at her watch and sighs. We fade to commercial. COMMERCIAL! |
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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 0:46:34 GMT -4
A video feed opens showing Asylum Star, Jason Kash laid up in a Hospital Bed. He is wearing a white hospital gown and he's singing as he pushes the button for a Nurse to come. Jason Kash: "Two Beavers are Better Than One! Their twice as FUN!!"Finally the room door opens with force that dictates the annoyance that he has caused the Hospital and the nurses. The middle aged woman puts on a fake smile as she approaches his bed side. Nurse: Please, let me take that..You don't need to push the button for everything!Jason Kash: I am ready for my Sponge Bath! I get one of those right? I'm a "Durrty Boy" and to be CLEANED! Plus..Reaching over to the opposite side of the bed, he aches in pain from his ribs being cracked. Still he reaches down and slowly raises a filled bed pan. The Nurse sniffs and cringes as she backs away a bit. Hesitant she goes to grab it from him. Jason Kash: Smell that, strong urine. Might need some prune juice or something...Catch a UTI..Haha, That's also my Finisher!Nurse: That's nice..She says it with sarcasm in her voice but he doesn't seem to notice or care as he pushes the button to raise the top half of the bed. Sitting up he holds his ribs as he notices the camera. The nurse begins to leave after dumping his bed pan in the bathroom in the room but Kash speaks out to her. Jason Kash: Find an attractive Nurse for the Sponge Bath..You send a dude and I'm breaking his jaw! I need some female attention, I almost DIED!Nurse: mmMMmmToo Bad..mMmMmJason Kash: Fine..Make it two attractive lady Nurses..I think I've got the energy..Leaving the room, the door closes and Kash tries to laugh but hurts himself as he again grabs at his rib section. Jason Kash: I hadn't planned on falling, not from that bullshit height. I could have front flipped off that bitch, I just landed wrong. I was high and wanted to get "Higher" heh..Reaver is..somewhere, probably up seeing the Newborns. Guy is weird but he's loyal. To me, to APW, and that's something I don't have alot of around me. See Lively..I'll get to you! You know I'll be right there as soon as I'm released. I don't care if my shit is BROKE, I'm seeing you at Test For The Best. Done Deal. But I wanted to be seen tonight cause Foul Play, which is still standing..Well laying right now but we're still here!He slowly adjusts, his hand firmly pressed against his side as he does. He pushes the button to get more meds through his IV. Jason Kash: Natural Born Killaz..Few weeks back you beat us in a First Blood Elimination. Congrats, I'm not sure I've given you that respect yet. It's yours, you've earned it. Hell give each other a pat on the back, hug each other because that's the end of what is given to you. You went on and flopped when the Tag Titles were on the line. I know folks seeing me right now, laying up in this bed, emotions still sore from different things but that won't be my excuse. I won't dampen the victory of Jair Hopkins, Logan or The Phillips Arena..heh..I went into my Hometown, my place of birth and I got sent to the Hospital. But know something Titan, Roberts..I will be seeing you boys soon enough. I will be bringing Reaver along with me because Foul Play will beat you! Ughh..As he goes to adjust again, Reaver comes into the room. The camera picks him up as he brings Kash a little bowl of Jello. The grin on Reaver's face tells Kash not to even attempt to eat it as he looks down at it's giggly mass wobbling around inside the small bowl. Reaver: What? HAHAHEHEHE!! Nothing is wrong with it! I swear, Scout's Honor!As he puts his little Scout's hand sign to his heart, Kash believes him even less. He doesn't think it to be deadly, just something to add to the running joke of Kash being in the Hospital. Jason Kash: Ughh..I'm not eating this shit and these meds aren't fucking working! RRRAAH!! Tell NBK their date of our redemption..Reaver slaps the camera to move it towards him as he moves away from the bed side. Kash grunting in the background as he tries to get comfortable. Reaver's smile breaks and he winks at the camera before talking. Reaver: Can you hear me? Hello! Good. So NBK! Be prepared, be scared, be READY!! Because on July 18th, Meltdown you won't just step into the ring with Foul Play, you will step inside of a Steel Cage with us. Tornado Rules. Caged Rage in a Bottle! It won't be romantic, it WILL be sexy but there WILL be Carnage! HAHAHAHEHEHEHE!! Have an OUTSTANDING DAY!!The video package flickers as Reaver rips the camera and slams it onto the Hospital Floor. Laughing hysterically before the feed dies. Paige: Ladies and gentlemen... Please welcome your special-appointed referee for the next match... ROBINNNAAA HOOOOOOD!The crowd boos as Robina Hood is shown, in full ref's gear, leaning in the corner in anticipation of combat. West: Robina Hood is geared up and ready to go.The drums begin to roll as "Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play over the arena. The lights darken and the entrance way lights up as the silhouette of a woman stands with her hands on her hips. The guitar then kicks in as a voice engulfs the entire arena. "Hey kid, do I have your attention? I know the way you've been living. Life's so reckless, tragedy endless. Welcome to the family." "Hey, there's something missing! Only time will alter your vision. Never in question, lethal injection. Welcome to the family." Niobe Martin slowly walks out from the back, welcomed with boos from the crowd. She stops in the center of the entrance stage and looks over the arena. Then, Tommy Knox slowly makes his way from the back as the boos get louder. As Niobe stands there, she holds her arms out beside her. Paige: Our first team coming to the ring at a combined three hundred forty eight pounds. IRON NIGHTMARE!!!!Knox then walks up behind her and places his hands on her waist and kisses her on the neck before looking over the arena himself, smiling at the fans with each and every boo that comes his way. The two then slowly walk down the aisle, towards the ring as the music continues to drown the fans reaction. "Hey, I have to question. What's with the violent aggression? Details blurry, lost him too early. Welcome to the family." "Hey, why won't you listen? Can't help the people you're missing! It's been done, a casualty rerun. Welcome to the family" Once at ringside, Niobe slides under the bottom rope as Knox climbs the steps and enters in the corner, under the top rope. The two then walk to the center of the ring as the fans continue to boo. Niobe scans the crowd over as Knox stands behind her, holding her in his arms. The two then turn to one another and look into each others eyes as the music continues. The two then kiss as the fans erupt in louder boos and the music slowly dies off. "We all have emptiness inside. We all have answers to find. But you can't win this fight." West: Iron Nightmare is looking deadly like always.Paige: And their opponents... Our first team members comes to you our of California standing six foot two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds.... JACE SAVAGE!!!The lights in the arena dim and are replaced by green and gold flashing lights. My Time by Fabulous plays over the P.A system Jace comes from back stage rubbing his fingers together making the money sign. He stops at the top of the ramp throws his hands down. Silver pyros go off He continues his way to the ring, walking up the stairs. Jace stops and wipes his feet on the apron before entering the ring and preparing for his match. Paige: And his partner, coming to you out of Arkansas standing six foot seven inches tall and weighing in at three hundred forty five pounds... BUCKSON GOOCH!!!The twangy strums of "Four Rusted Horses" starts and Buckson Gooch walks out, he looks around and soaks in the cheers. He lifts his large right arm and points from the high left to the high right. He pops his neck and glares at the ring. He walks to the ring without taking his eyes off of the ring. Gooch slides under the bottom rope and sits in the corner. He wipes his nose with his bare arm and grabs the top rope and pulls himself up. He snarls his nose, uses his finger and clogs his left nostril and fires a snot rocket to ringside...and then does the same with his left. He twists and pops his back...same serious look on his face...and he is ready for war. Harris: JESUS!! Gooch weighs just as much as Iron Nightmare!!!West: And it looks like this match is official!Iron Nightmare VS. Jace Savage & Buckson Gooch
Robina calls for the bell as it sounds, signaling the beginning of tonights matchup. Knox and Jace stand in the ring to kick things off tonight. As the bells sounds, Knox slowly walks to the center of the ring, looking at Jace with cockiness painted over his face. Jace then walks to the center and stands face to face with Knox as the two stare into each others eyes. Knox then pushes Jake and knocks him back a couple of steps. Jace then quickly fires back at Knox and pushes his back a few steps. Knox then walks back to Jace and gets in his face talking trash and delivers a headbutt to the left eye of Savage. Jace holds his eye in pain and Knox wastes no time as he rushes in with a shoulder block and knocks him to the mat. Jace quickly gets to his feet as Knox hits him with another shoulder block knocking him down once more. Jace doesn't hesitate and quickly jumps up only to get scoop slammed by Knox and nailed with a dropping elbow across the throat. Robina Hood can't help but smirk as she watches a possible Test for the Best opponent grounded by Knox.
West: That looked painful!
Harris: I bet Jace is having a hard time breathing now.
West: Robina seems to be fine with that!
Knox then picks Jace up and throws him to his corner with force. As Jace collides with the turnbuckle, Knox runs in and pounds him with a lariat across the chest. Jace drops to the mat with his back sgainst the turnbuckle as Niobe reaches in and chokes him. Knox stands in front of the action, blocking the view from Hood as Niobe applies the pressure. She then releases the hold and yells at Knox who then turns his attention back to Jace and kicks him in the face with a quick dropkick to the chops. Knox then walks over to Niobe and leans over the top rope and gives her a kiss. He then reaches over and smacks her backside, initiating a tag.
Harris: You've got to be kidding me. That was disgusting!
West: If Robina saw it, how much would she REALLY have done? Though, I'm sure she'd take great pleasure in handing Niobe's team a DQ.
Before Knox climbs out of the ring, he picks Jace up and slings him to the center of the mat. He then looks over at Gooch in the corner and shoots him the middle finger. Niobe quickly climbs the turnbuckles and leaps towards Jace, crashing on him with a senton bomb. She then rolls over on Jace and applies the pressure with a chin lock. Jace fights the hold as he slowly climbs to his feet, with Niobe still hanging on for dear life with the hold. Jace then delivers an elbow to her stomach followed by a series of a few more before she finally releases the hold. Jace then runs to the ropes and comes back only to send Niobe to the mat with a thud from a very hard clothesline.
West: It looks like Jace is turning this match around and getting in some offense himself.
Jace then grabs Niobe by the hair and lifts her into the air with a vertical suplex and brings her to the mat with velocity and impact as the sound of her back crashing into mat echoes throughout the arena. Niobe rolls around in pain as Jace gets up and grabs her by the hair once more. He then throws her to his corner where Gooch awaits, patiently for his turn to get in the action. As Niobe rests in the corner, Jace tags in Gooch and the two swap places in the ring. Gooch then picks up Niobe and carries her to the center of the ring and stares across at Knox. He then slings Niobe back with a fall away slam and sends her flying across the ring. The fans cheer on as Gooch doesn't let up and begins to kick the fallen Niobe as she's down, unprotected. He then picks her up and lifts her above his head with a military press and then turns to Knox and tosses her at him. Niobe flies and crashes into Knox as the two collide with the hard floor as they fall from the apron. Robina Hood watches, giggling.
Harris: Holy crap!!!
West: Gooch just launched Niobe out of the ring and over the ropes into her boyfriend, Knox, and again, Hood loves it! She just wants to see carnage!
Harris: That's her M.O. Right? She hates Niobe... She hates Knox... She probably hates Gooch, and she has every reason in the worldd to want to take Jace Savage out! TEST FOR THE BEST, SHANE!
Knox helps Niobe to her feet as she regains her breathe. Knox looks in the ring as Gooch and points at him as he yells trash talk. He then slides in the ring and looks at Robina and starts to slap his hands, pointing at Niobe. Robina nods and Knox cracks his knuckles as he looks across the ring at Gooch.
West: I don't know what all that was but I'm assuming that Robina is counting Niobe's contact with Knox as a tag?
Harris: I believe so.
Knox and Gooch tie up in the center of the ring and Gooch overpowers him and delivers a knee to the gut. Knox doesn't give up and ties up again as Gooch repeats and this time, he grabs Knox by the back of the head and slams him to the mat. Gooch doesn't waste any time as he moves in on Knox and stomps on his knee. He then picks Knox up and throws him to the ropes. When Knox comes back, Gooch lays him out with a big boot to the chin. Gooch then goes for the cover.
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Niobe breaks the cover up with a dropkick to Gooch's head. Jace then hops over the top rope but gets stopped by Hood, to boos from the crowd.
West: Oh, come on!
As Hood has her back turned and Jace argues with her to turn around, Niobe kicks Gooch between the legs and then pokes him in the eyes. Jace gets in an uproar as he witnesses it happen but Robina conveniently does not. Niobe then climbs out of the ring as Knox gets to his feet. Hood shoves Jake to his corner and he climbs out of the ring as the Robina focuses attention back to the center of the ring.
Harris: What a great referee!!
West: ...Right.
Harris: Niobe and Knox are a dirty combo in the ring.
West: I've noticed that all along. They play by their own rules and try to get the win at any means necessary.
Knox pulls Gooch up and quickly puts him back on the mat with a snap suplex. Gooch gets back up, out of breath, and Knox grabs him only to put him back down with a belly to belly suplex. Knox then climbs the turnbuckle and looks down at the fallen Gooch. He then leaps from the top ropes and connects with a leg drop to Gooch's throat. He then goes for the cover.
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Savage breaks the cover and sends Knox in a fury as he quickly gets to his feet and attacks Jace. The two exchange punches back and forth as the fans erupt. As this continues, Hood tries to break them up as Gooch slowly gets to his feet. Niobe jumps in the ring and goes for a cheap shot only to get choke slammed by Gooch. Jace notices this going on and pushes Knox back into the hands of Gooch. Goosh then lifts him up and plants him into the mat with a sidewalk slam. Knox squeals in pain as he rolls around on the mat. Gooch slowly climbs to his feet just about the same time as Knox does and the two stop and stare at one another.
Harris: This is what we've all been waiting for!
Gooch and Knox scrap in the middle of the ring as the fans pop in cheers. They go back and forth with punches until Knox misses a hard right and falls into an elbow across the forehead from Gooch. Knox stumbles back a few steps and bounces off the rope only to get knocked down with a big belly to the chest. Knox gets back up and Gooch lunges forward in an attempt to wrap him up. Knox slides under his attempt and runs to the ropes and comes back with a drop kick to the knee of Gooch. It stagger Gooch and Knox runs to the ropes to hit him with another drop kick to the knee. Knox then shoots in at Gooch in an attempt for a single leg takedown but cane barely budge Gooch. Gooch just looks down at him and then hits him with a double axe handle and knocks him to the mat.
West: This match has been going on for sometime now. Knox is in the ring getting worked by Gooch right now. Niobe and Jace haven't seen any action in minutes. Someone needs to make a tag and get the fresh body in the ring.
Harris: I don't think Knox or Gooch is thinking about their partners right now. These two have a hatred for each other and they're getting it out tonight!
Knox delivers an eye rake to Gooch and then back steps towards his corner and leaps backwards, extending his hand as Niobe reaches inside the ring. The tag is made as Niobe jumps into the ring and helps Knox get to his feet. Meanwhile, Gooch slowly makes his way to his corner and tags in Jace. The crowd then pops once more as Jace hops in the ring and helps Gooch to the apron. Knox then climbs out of the ring as Niobe and Jace meet in the center of the ring once more. Jace lunges forward only to miss as Niobe dodges and takes him down with a drop toe hold. Niobe doesn't hesitate and jumps on his back and hooks a single leg crab. The ref drops in to check on Jace who fights the hold and breaks loose. Niobe quickly gets up and stomps on the leg of Jace as he tries to get up. Jace gets to his feet only to get taken down with a quick swinging neckbreaker. Jace then jumps back up and Niobe attacks with a roundhouse kick, only to miss as Jace dodges. He then drops Niobe with a back breaker, sending her in a world of pain.
West: What's this?
The fans pop with loud cheers as someone wearing a black mask runs through the crowd, towards the ring. Jace continues to work Niobe as the fans direct their attention to this person at ringside, unnoticed by the wrestlers inside the ring. Knox and Gooch both notice him and watch closely.
Harris: Who do we have here? What is about to happen?
West: I don't know, Harris. Both Gooch and Knox are keeping a close eye on this person. Maybe it's someone from the New Sindicate or NBK. Gooch and Knox both have enemies.
A slap is heard throughout the arena as Jace plants his hand across the cheek of Niobe. As the sound echoes through the arena, Knox draws his attention to the ring as a rage overcomes him. He then jumps over the top rope and rushes at Jace who isn't expecting the attack. Knox tackles Jace and begins beating on him as Jace tries to defend himself. Gooch then gets in the ring and grabs Knox by the neck and drags him off Jace. Knox and Gooch then exchange hands in the ring as the fans pop. Niobe then helps Knox beat on Gooch as they assault him.
Robina Hood tries to break up the action but has no luck as she gets sucked into the middle of the action. On the outside, the masked person grabs a chair at the announcers booth and slides into the ring, behind Hood.
West: Someone is about to get a chair shot to the head!
Harris: Get poor Robina out of there before something happens!
Jace slowly climbs to his feet only to get a steel chair shot to the back of the head, knocking him out cold. The masked person then slides out of the ring, with the chair and makes their way through the crowd.
Harris: JACE IS OUT COLD!!!
As Jace's body hits the mat, Robina turns and notices and calls for the bell, though she has an amused grin on her face.
DING!! DING!!! DING!!!!
West: The ref just called for the bell. It looks like Gooch and Savage win tonight by disqualification. Harris: Tommy Knox has something up his sleeve and it looks like it just backfired in his face. Paige: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by disqualification, BUCKSON GOOCH AND JACE SAVAGE!!!!!Savage is crawling to his feet, desperately, but Knox makes his way over to him-- only to be taken down by a double-leg takedown! Knox easily overcomes the weakened Jace, hitting closed fists to the skull, but as Jace rolls off, Gooch drops down across Knox with a Running Senton! West: OOOOHHOWW!Harris: Gooch is gettin' him some! He's already launched Niobe out of the ring!Jace slides out of the ring, and grabs something from under the ring. He comes back into the ring with small black handle, while a groggy Niobe Martin also climbs into the ring. Jace darts over to her and grabs Niobe by the hair. Jace: I told you Niobe you messed with the wrong person... now your going to pay the price. I'm going to show you why you should respect me.As Jace is talking to Niobe, Knox runs toward him in a hurry not realizing Jace knows he is coming. Jace throws Niobe to the side and with a flick of his wrist the black handle extends into a baton. Jace nails Knox in the mid section with it and Knox goes down holding his ribs. Jace circles him, and hits him again this time in the back. Gooch watches, resting from the corner, a conflicted expression on his face as he watches Savage. Jace: I warned you Knox! Now it's time to understand!Niobe gets up, and Jace takes a swing at her, but she rolls under the ropes and escaping out of the ring. Jace points the baton toward her. Jace: Get off my show, and don't come back. This is the only warning I'm giving you. Let this be a warning to anyone who wants to come to Meltdown form the other shows. I am taking no prisoners. I have drawn the line in the sand, and Meltdown will be it's own.Jace looks at the camera. Jace: Sienna if your watching let this be a warning to you. I'm coming to take Meltdown. Your time is coming to an end. Your absurd behavior is going to stop. You won't abuse those around you any longer. The line is drawn. The war has begun.Jace turns and goes to finish Knox off, but out of nowhere, Knox kicks him in the gut and drops him with the Sativa Spike DDT! The crowd boos loudly and Jace is planted in the ring. Gooch charges at Knox-- but Martin jumps onto his back! Gooch quickly throws her off, but in one swift motion, Knox takes Jace's baton and smashes it over Gooch's head! Both men collapse, with Knox falling to his knees. Harris: The tables have turned!As Jace lays on the mat, motionless, Niobe kicks him out of the ring, rolling him to the hard floor. Knox then calls for a mic. As he waits for one, Knox drags Gooch to the corner and drapes him over the side as he catches his breath, still recovering from the injuries last week. A mic finally makes it's way to Knox as him and Niobe stand across the ring and look at Gooch. Knox: This is just pitiful. Look it, Gooch, we need to get this whole thing over with and just dance already. I don't know what management has in store for us at Test for the Best but if I'm not in the tournament, and you're not in the tournament... then why don't we climb in that ring one on one and put it all on the line? I told you that I had somethin' in store for you and the rest of APW. You all have been warned...The crowd begins to boo as Knox walks over to Gooch and begins to taunt him. Then the EMT's rush to ringside in a hurry to help the fallen wrestlers, Gooch and Jace who is still lying on the outside of the ring, motionless. West: Please, get them out of here and to the back for help. Get them to safety! Knox looks at Niobe who wants the mic. He hands it to her as the two look to the outside of the ring at Jace. Niobe: Jace, you wanted it... you got it. I'll climb in that ring with you at any time and any place. You just be sure to show up for a fight because I'm your worst Nightmare! The EMT's assist Jace on the outside as a couple climb in the ring and help Gooch who still rests against the turnbuckle. Knox and Niobe watch with hatred as they slowly exit the ring and make their way to the back as the scene fades out. COMMERCIAL! |
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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 1:00:28 GMT -4
We return from commercial break. Very briefly, a camera man moves shakily up toward a locker room. We see that the name on the wall next to the door clearly says "New Sindicate Dressing Room- Dlx" which earns boos from the audience. Harris: My heroes are still here!West: But for what..?The camera man gets close to the door, which is already partially open, and pushes it open a few inches, before stepping back and focusing. The crowd boos louder when we see that Robina Hood is sitting with the three members of the New Sindicate- Logan Alexander, Christian Kane, and Aubrey J. Parker- and they intentionally speak to her in hushed voices. Robina looks focused on what they're saying but it's hard to tell what her actual emotion is. After a few seconds, Robina looks up and notices the camera. She says something which prompts Christian Kane to take notice. He rolls his eyes and gets up, moving across the room and slamming the door in the face of the cameraman. The scene fades out. West: Well, the New Sindicate did say they were here to scout competition...Harris: Wouldn't you?When our scene returns to ringside in the U.S. Airways Center, we see Sienna Harrison standing on the ramp, a microphone in hand, embracing the boos from the crowd. Sienna: After last week... Are you believers?The crowd begins to boo louder, and a "YOU SUCK!" chant begins to encompass the arena, but she speaks over them. Sienna: Last week, Jerry Matthews dismantled Catherine Jewel, despite what that idiot-lunatic Michael Jennings tried to do. Jewel was filthy. Jewel was everything that this brand is trying to steer away from! Catherine Jewel, for the lack of a better term, was a sinner.
She's not here tonight, because she recently discovered that she was pregnant. In fact, as of yesterday evening, Catherine Jewel officially severed ties with Action Packed Wrestling.Sienna turns to the camera and smirks. Sienna: Best of luck in your future endeavors, toots.She winks and laughs a bit as the crowd boos, but she rolls her eyes and flips her hair back over her shoulder, gracefully. Sienna: Let me introduce you to the man that made it happen. THANK HIM for cleaning up this show! THANK HIM for cleaning up this industry. Ron Rufio is an example tonight, folks... But the real talk of Phoenix, Arizona on this evening is Jerry Matthews. Talk about him.Josh Turner's "Long Black Train" hits over the arena's PA system and from backstage walk the Reverend Jerry Matthews and Deacon Jeremiah. At the top of the ramp, Matthews and the Deacon bow their heads for a moment of prayer, and then cross themselves. The crowd showers them with boos as they make their way down. Matthews and Jeremiah both slide in under the bottom rope, and the preacher greets Sienna Harrison with a cordial kiss on each cheek. She returns the favor and he takes the mic from her and begins to speak.
Jerry Matthews: Curse all you all vile sinners. Out here in this damn desert, all of you already preparing yourselves for the seething flames of eternal hellfire.
The crowd begins to boo again.
Jerry Matthews: Don't boo me for telling the God-spoken truth. Anyways, I'm sure that all of you last week saw my systematic destruction of that lecherous harpy Catherine Jewel.
The crowd cheers at the mention of Jewel's name.
Jerry Matthews: The same Catherine Jewel who is no longer employed by Action Packed Wrestling. The same vile whore who bragged about having a threesome on the Internet, in a fashion where any of your children could've seen it. The same woman who has gotten knocked up out of wedlock. The same wily temptress that I tore limb from limb last week. The woman who will more than definitely fail to be a good mother as long as she continues on the path she's on. The path to eternal damnation!!!!
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Jerry Matthews: Go ahead, heckle the good God-fearing Christian for his beliefs. That'll solve all your problems.The crowd continues to heckle, but Matthews continues anyways.
Jerry Matthews: I would like a brief moment of prayer for Catherine Jewel, because it's going to be awful hard for her to raise that child if Jennings decides to find another whore off of the street. God knows he could, and more than likely will. Pray for her soul, to give her the strength necessary to make the child a productive member of the Lord's faithful flock, and that she finally realize that her promiscuity will only serve to curse the child's very future as we all know it. Now, let us pray.
Matthews, Jeremiah, and Sienna all bow their heads. The crowd continues to boo, but the trio isn't disturbed. They finish their prayer and Matthews raises the mic again.
Jerry Matthews: Now, onto other business. As I look up and down this roster, it has become apparent that there aren't many other competitors that are even worthy of entering the ring with me. Especially not Ron Rufio.RUFIO!
RUFIO!
RUFIO!
West: These fans are barely familiar with Ron Rufio... But just the sight of Matthews prompts them to support him under tonight's circumstances!
Jerry Matthews: Oh, sure, the hardcore clown who can't help but fret that he never got the chance to learn "traditional wrestling." The very clown that will be made an example of tonight, the only hurdle left in my path to claim my rightful destiny, the APW North American Championship. All so that Meltdown can finally be redeemed in the eyes of the Lord. Praise his name!
Rufio, I think your act is cute, but I feel zero sympathy towards you. The entire underdog thing, forget it. You've got friends in high places, Ron. Friends like President Jeff. Friends who will break their backs bending over so far to put you in a position to succeed. All with little effort on your part. For that alone, you have proven to be worthy of God's wrath. Manipulating the fact that your uncle had such a good relationship with a fed head to get a damn contract that isn't worth the paper it's printed on.
Tonight, Rufio, I want you to use whatever means necessary to try and beat me. You can bring all the steel chairs, all the tables, and all the thumbtacks your heart desires. It doesn't matter what the environment, what the time, where the place. I wear this mask because of injuries I sustained in a Street Fight. And they're injuries that any good soldier in God's army should be proud of. I have no fear, not with the backing of the Father and all the blessings he chooses to shower me with. Ron, tonight your body will run red, and you will be baptized. Whether it's with the blood of the Lamb or your own is a choice you will have to make. The Word of the Lord, Thanks Be to Go--!Abruptly, Matthews is interrupted! Ron Rufio: Jerry Matthews!The crowd roars as Ron Rufio makes his way through the audience, pointing a finger at the trio on the ramp. Ron Rufio: You and I are not so different. We both want to prove to APW Management, as well as the APW fan base, that we will succeed in APW. The problem is, only one of us will succeed tonight. And that person will have to do it over the broken and beaten body of his opponent. The winner will have to make an example out of his opponent.
He makes his way through a few more fans and then hops the barricade, landing at ringside.
Ron Rufio: And, Matthews, as good as you are, and you are good, I will refuse to let you make an example out of me. I have a passion for wrestling that you will never understand and I am doing this for reasons that you will never even begin to comprehend.Rufio rolls into the ring. Ron Rufio: Love. Love is a word that your Bible uses a l lot, my friend. John 15:13 says "Greater loe hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." And trust me. I have that love. I do this out of love for this business. I do this out of love for my family. I do this out of love. John 15:13 is talking about me.
And you? You have no love.The crowd roars at this and Matthews begins making his way down to the ring alongside Deacon Jeremiah while Sienna Harrison watches, curiously, from the top, arms crossed. Ron Rufio: John 5:42 says "But I know you that ye have not the love of God in you." That is your verse, Jerry. You show no love with the things that you do here. And you definitely don't show the love of God. John 5:42 is talking about you.
Now let's get this thing started.Rufio hands the referee to a crew member on the outside as Jerry Matthews enters the ring. West: And we're off!"The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews vs. Ron Rufio
The bell rings and Matthews is after Rufio immediately, landing punches in his face. Matthews tries to whip Rufio into the corner but Rufio reverses it and follows Matthews into the corner with body punches.
West: Rufio is relentless!
Harris: Where did this kid even come from?!
Ron Rufio whips Matthews into the other corner. Matthews comes out of it quickly but Rufio gives him a headlock-inverted backbreaker.
West: And THAT can change the tide of a match, quickly!
"The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews is up and Rufio gives him two clotheslines and sets him on the top rope for a belly to back suplex, sending him sailing violently to the center of the ring! He covers.
Harris: And THAT! Where do moves like THAT come from?!
West: Cover! Pinfall attempt!
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Matthews kicks out. Rufio whips Matthews into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline on the rebound and Matthews ducks it. When Rufio turns around, he gets kicked in the gut and hit with a vertical suplex by Matthews.
West: And Matthews slips back into control here...
Matthews helps Rufio to his feet and Rufio goes for the Super Kick. Matthews moves out of the way and hits a piledriver when Rufio turns his direction. He helps Rufio to his feet and hits Savior's Wrath, a Jackhammer Suplex!
Harris: SAVIOR'S WRATH!
West: This one might be over... I thought Rufio had this one.
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The crowd boos loudly as Jerry Matthews climbs to his feet, the referee raising his arm in the air.
Paige: Here is your winner, "The Evangelist" Jerry MATTHEWS! Matthews takes his arm from the referee and exits the ring, joining Deacon Jeremiah at ringside. West: HUGE effort by Ron Rufio tonight, but Jerry Matthews proved to be just too powerful.Harris: He's on a mission. How do you deter someone with such a clear-cut goal set in mind?We fade to black on Ron Rufio as he climbs up to his feet using the ropes and watches as Jennings turns his back on him, making his way to the back. Our cameras cut to the backstage area. The crowd boos loudly as The Unforgiven, complete with Rayne, Talon, Sentinel, and Zachariah Blood emerge from their locker-room and begin making their way toward the interior arena. West: Well, we're just a few moments away from our main event! There's--There is a brief pause as the four encounter another four figures... and the Unforgiven stop as they come across Logan Alexander, Christian Kane, and Aubrey J. Parker- revealing that they are speaking with Jace Savage! The crowd roars at the sight of Savage, who looks reserved despite being seen with the three. He leans against the door of his own locker-room and watches the Unforgiven with a watchful eye. Both parties stare at each other before Zachariah Blood smirks and slaps Sentinel on the chest, leading the way. West: Well... that was uncomfortable.The New Sindicate go back to speaking to Jace Savage, who watches them with a curious gaze the entire time before we fade to black. COMMERCIAL! |
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Post by Evan De Parker on Jun 18, 2013 1:39:58 GMT -4
The arena goes dark as the crowd trembles with excitement as they know what might be next. I AWAKE FROM MADNESS... ONE MORE TIME! Brilliant lighting dances across the titantron. Two explosions rip across the stage as Shadow emerges from backstage to the black and white color scheme. His long leather duster flaps behind him as the fan blows the billowing smoke back. White flames burn along the entry way as Shadow strolls down the ramp, microphone in hand. The fans cheer for him wildly as Trip the Darkness continues. Shadow: It's alright cut the music: MELTDOWN! Let me hear it!!As he yells the music cuts and the crowd roars with approval. Yes oh yes, Shadow is back. He hits ringside and slides under the bottom rope, pushing himself up and standing tall in his old yard. Shadow: And I know ya'll want me to get straight to the point, so yes, I did renew my Meltdown contract glad to see there's someone back there who knows has a clue what they're doing. He pauses. Shadow: Ya'll know who I'm talking about. We all saw it. Even the damn referee saw it! So Alexander Duvall gets his wish. You know I checked the Nielsen Ratings to get Overdrive's numbers. Whole last thirty minutes of the show: ratings skyrocket! It started with my match and continued all the way till the slot cut! Alexander Duvall doing what's best for business? Bullshit! Harris: How dare he insult Mr. Duvall!Shadow: No, Alexander Duvall just didn't want me on Overdrive. anymore. He considered me a loose cannon. Doesn't matter you got people running around the back jumping one another on a nightly basis, Michael Jennings being everywhere at once, someone who thinks he's king another who thinks he's the Pope, and the Siamese-Sindicate all tearing your show apart no. It's me, I'm the loose cannon. Duvall, you wanted me gone? Fine! You can't keep me out forever sooner or later I'll hunt you down. I'm from Texas, we do shit like that.He paces. Shadow: And I got something thing I want to add about those two chuckleheads you sent after me. Leon Roberts, you look-a-like looking son of a bitch, first you hit me with a chair before the match started and then again when I had you boy beat? Hell no. And as for your boy Titan, you should really reevaluate the way you make life decisions. Shadow stops and looks to the entryway. Shadow: You see, had you been smart both of you would have stayed in the back. If you'd been goddamn geniuses you would have agreed to be Duvall's flunkies in the first place! You see? You put yourself in a lose/lose situation. You sided with "The Man" and you think 'Oh no way this'll fail.' Exactly! You couldn't fail. Can you imagine what Alexander Duvall would have done to you had I succeeded? No you two screwed yourselves you deserved what I gave you, you want some give-back? You know where I'll be.He takes a breath then smiles real big. Shadow: I know this seems like I'm bitching, and I'm not. Because you can spin it like I got the boot down to Meltdown, doesn't make it true. No truth is. I'm here to put the boot to Meltdown because Daddy's Home!Another roar of cheers rattles the arena walls. Shadow lowers the microphone for a moment to savor it. The arena lights fade to a dim level as the opening to Rammstein's "Feuer Frei" starts up. As the chours is belted out several seconds later, the lights go up in orange and red as spotlights sweep stage and arena. The Sisters of Suffering, Talon and Lady Rayne, come out onto the stage and stop at the top of the ramp on either side. Moments later, Sentinel and Zachariah Blood make their entrance as well, the latter standing before the former with tattooed arms stretched out to his sides while the former stands with his head lowered. Shadow watches them, curiously.
"Bang, bang!
Bang, bang!"
The lyrics prompt the emission of fire from the stage which leads to the foursome storming down the ramp with a purpose. Zachariah rushes the apron and leaps onto it as Sentinel pulls himself up via the ropes. Talon and Rayne link their arms as their charges take the other two, lifting both sisters up simultaneously and holding the ropes open as they enter. Paige: The following contest is a TORNADO TAG TEAM MATCH set for one fall and there are no count-outs and no disqualifications. First... Accompanied to the ring by Lady Rayne and Talon, competing tonight at a combined weight of five hundred pounds, the team of Zachariah Blood and Sentinel...THE UNFORGIVEN!
"Gefährlich das gebrannte Kind,
Mit Feuer das vom Leben trennt,
Ein heisser Schrei,
Bäng bäng,
Feuer frei!"
The ladies slink into the ring in a sultry fashion, standing back to back before the ropes as their men ascend the turnbuckles. Sentinel holds his arms out wide, head tilted back as he soaks up the negative reaction while Zachariah milks it even further, letting out a roaring battle cry and hurling epithets at the fans which are lost in the tumlut. They drop down, once more hold the ropes so the sisters can exit to the outside, then turn to the task at hand. Zachariah sits on the top turnbuckle, Sentinel before him, both eager to begin. Finally, they both turn their eyes toward Shadow. West: Well, it’s time for our main event! But... Shadow does NOT like being interrupted.Harris: I wonder if they were sent out here...Shadow rolls his eyes and tosses his microphone to Rayne, who catches it and then looks around, confusedly at the Unforgiven, before tossing the microphone to the timekeeper. Shaking his head, chuckling, Shadow makes his way up the ramp, toward the back. West: Last week, Sentinel and Madison took each other to the limit in a main event-calibre match. The week before that, these two teams faced off in what started off as an epic contest, until one LITERAL misstep by Brian Hollywood cost himself and “Madman” the contest.Harris: I dunno if Madison or the Unforgiven will ever let him live that down."Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed blasts over the PA system as the crowd starts busting out in cheers. A black limo pulls out close to the ramp on the left side of the arena. The limo driver steps out of the car and walks towards the back of the limo. The writing on the door is inscripted as "Mr. Hollywood." The Limo Driver then opens the door and showcases Brian Hollywood as he steps out of the car. Hollywood looks around each sides of the arena before making his way to the ramp. Walking down the ramp he extends his hands out giving out handshakes to the crowd. Paige: Introducing their opponents-- first, on his way to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds... BRRIIIAANNN HOLLLYYYWOOOOD!Hollywood then gets to the ring and walks around the ring once looking about the crowd before walking up the ring steps. He gets in the ring and pumps up the crowd with his hands. Hollywood then walks and stretches by pulling the ropes. He then walks to a turnbuckle and leans up against it and waits for his opponent. West: These people love Brian Hollywood!Harris: Hah. Yeah. People love clowns.West: You’re impossible.Harris: We’ll just see how he does, eh?The iconic punk rock song "Anarchy in the U.K." begins to play throughout the arena as the lights dim and a strobe spotlight points to the entrance. Chris Madison stands still with his back towards the ring.
Right!
Now!
*evil laugh* Paige: And his tag team partner...The lights come back on as Madison spins around and spits a mist of water into the air and then lets out a roar. The fans smother him with a mixed reaction of cheering his name and showering him with boos. His eyes affixed towards the ring as the crowd begins to sing along with the entrance song.
I am an anit-christ!
I am an anarchist!Paige: Hailing from Long Island, New York, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, “MADMAN” Chris... MAAADDIISSSOOONNN!West: This guy captured the eye of Iron Nightmare’s Tommy Knox last week. Wonder what that was about?Harris: Don’t worry about it. Look at those BEASTS these two men have to contend with! Or hope to! YAY, UNFORGIVEN!West: Ugh, here we go with that again...Harris: I love a good bandwagon.Madison marches down to the ring avoiding the hands of the fans which are draped over the barrier. Madison makes it to the steel steps before entering the ring and stands at the foot of the steps pumping his fist in the air to the tune.
Cause I!
I Wanna be!
Anarchy!
Madison slams both fists down on top of the steps sending a boom through the first few rows of the arena and then climbs into the ring. He pounds his chest twice before letting out one final roar, and turning, looking right at Brian Hollywood with a look of displeasure before our bell rings. West: Our main event is underway!Main Event - Tornado Tag - No Count-Outs - No DQ
Brian Hollywood & “Madman” Chris Madison vs The Unforgiven (Sentinel & Zachariah Blood)
Sentinel is quick to go on the assault, separating his two opponents by nailing Madison, immediately with a running Lariat to the back of the neck!
West: Chains of Fate! Madison just went flying clear out of the ring!
Hollywood turns and throws hard fists to Sentinel’s skull, knocking him back, but once Sentinel falls to his knees, Zachariah Blood uses him as a launching pad for a Shining Wizard! Hollywood hits the ground and Blood motions for Sentinel to get in position. Sentinel delivers a punt to Hollywood’s back, forcing him to roll over and onto his back again, moving about two feet... And Blood shoots the ropes, coming back, allowing himself to get Back Body Dropped onto Hollywood’s head and neck!
West: A Senton Bomb of sorts! Good teamwork! Cover by Blood!
Harris: Ref’s in good position-- but Madison is still down on the outside!
West: One!
Harris: Two!
West: And Hollywood kicks out, JUST in time! Impressive.
The Unforgiven lifts Brian Hollywood up and they Irish Whip him across the ring. He returns and is nailed with a Double Flapjack! Blood goes out to “check on” the stirring Madison while Sentinel measures Brian Hollywood in the ring, smirking in anticipation. Hollywood stumbles to his feet and Sentinel runs at him for a Big Boot-- but Hollywood dives out of the way! He slides under the bottom rope and drops down to the outside. Sentinel starts to follow him, but Hollywood retrieves a frying pan from beneath the ring and smashes it across his skull!
Harris: What?! Where’d he even FIND that?!
Unaware of the change in pace, Blood is still stalking Chris Madison... He briefly turns away from him to rip a layer of the thin padding on the floor up, exposing the concrete below!
Harris: Oh boy!
West: We don’t see this often. But when we do, it’s never good...
Madison gets up to his knees, and Blood blasts him with a Buzzsaw Kick! Madison’s eyes roll into the back of the head and he collapses to the floor.
Meanwhile, inside the ring, Sentinel is still laid out from the frying pan shot and Brian Hollywood has ascended to the top turnbuckle! He waits for Sentinel to get up and then leaps off, nailing a Missile Dropkick! Sentinel tumbles head-over-heels from the move, and gets up in a daze, rushed into the corner by Brian Hollywood who pummels him with fists and forearms! Sentinel drops to a seated position in the corner, groaning in pain.
West: I think Blood is trying to maim Madison on that concrete!
Blood pulls Madison up and seems to be setting him up for a Piledriver on the exposed concrete, but Madison reverses it, lifting Blood up and nailing a Spinebuster on the concrete! The crowd roars for it and Madison shakes his head down at Zachariah Blood before sliding into the ring. Hollywood runs at Sentinel, still in the corner, and hits a knee to the jaw. Madison charges across and hits a leaping low Dropkick! Sentinel goes limp and Madison drags him out of the corner, covering him!
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Blood struggles to find his way to his feet outside, but while Hollywood kicks away at Sentinel, “Madman” rolls out of the ring and reaches under the ring. The crowd roars as he retrieves a Singapore Cane!
Harris; Somebody get that way from him!
Madison enters the ring and yells something at Hollywood. Hollywood Irish Whips Sentinel toward Madison, who smashes the cane over Sentinel’s head! Sentinel falls and Madison drops down, hooking both legs!
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West: A kickout, and Chris Madison is a lucky man right now.
Madison climbs to his feet as Zachariah Blood tries to discreetly enter the ring. Madison catches it in his eye, but it’s too late, and Blood rushes him, nailing a hard running knee to the temple! Hollywood, having had enough of it, climbs to his feet in spite of his injuries and watches as Blood and Sentinel stand tall again. Both men look toward Hollywood, who looks around nervously-- and then slides out of the ring. He throws the apron back again, retrieving a lead pipe! Blood and Sentinel rush him, but Sentinel takes a shot to the ribs with the pipe!
Harris: He got Sentinel with that pipe!
Blood cracks Hollywood with a chair from behind and sends him flying into the barricade twice, head-first!
West: He’s trying to concuss Brian Hollywood!
Harris: You act like something like that shocks you.
Blood slams the chair down across Hollywood’s back again and slides the chair into the ring, going in along with it. He lifts the chair up and glares down at Chris Madison before driving it down hard into his chest and throat area! Madison tries to cover up, but Blood grins at his handiwork and makes a quick pin.
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Harris: The Unforgiven is signaling for the end here!
West: There’s Hollywood!
Brian Hollywood enters the ring and takes Blood down from behind with a Neckbreakr! He climbs to his feet-- but Sentinel is quick to smash the chair over his skull again! Hollywood goes limp and falls to the mat... And Sentinel is suddenly rolled up from behind!
West: MADISON!
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The bell rings and the crowd roars as Sentinel sits up in shock. Zachariah Blood reaches his feet in the corner and glares from the referee, to Brian Hollywood, to Chris Madison. Paige: Here are your winners... the team of Brian Hollywood and “Madman” Chris MADISON!West: What an upset!Harris: How’d they manage THAT?!Rayne and Talon usher Sentinel and Blood from the ring. Blood looks ready to fight again, but Sentinel holds him back with one arm, glaring up at Hollywood and Madison. West: I think I’m literally in shock right now.As the match comes to an end and The Unforgiven exit the ring, Tommy Knox and Niobe Martin walk out from the back as the crowd pops with boos. Harris: This is exactly what we need right now! Please, go away! West: It looks like they're coming down to the ring. Remember, last week Knox was in the crowd watching the match that Madison was in last week. Niobe and Knox walk down to the ring. They pass The Unforgiven in the aisle as the two teams exchange cold looks. Knox then begins running his mouth as The Unforgiven continue to walk up the ramp and into the back. In the ring, Madison and Hollywood stand there watching as Iron Nightmare makes their way down. West: I don't like the looks of this. You guys better clear the ring before something bad happens! Knox rolls into the ring as Niobe takes the steps on the side. Madison and Hollywood stand their ground and look across the ring at Knox and Niobe as they stare back with a look of anger in their eyes. Harris: I think we're about to have a fight on our hands. Knox just doesn't care who he pisses off in APW! West: Earlier tonight they attacked Jace and Gooch with chairs. Who was that masked man that brought them down to begin with? Harris: Your guess is as good as mine. I have a feeling that we might see him again if things turn for the ugly in the ring right now. Knox then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a black mask. Madison and Hollywood look at him, confused as Knox and Niobe stare back. He then tosses the mask to Madison as he catches it and look down at it for a moment in his hands. Out of nowhere, Madison attacks Hollywood with a series of punches. Knox and Niobe jump in and begin beating on Hollywood as well. Harris: I think we found the mysterious man! The three continue to beat on Hollywood as the fans begin to boo loudly and throw trash in the ring. Knox and Niobe then hold Hollywood up as Madison beats him senseless. Madison then grabs him by the back of the head and flips Hollywood upside down for a brief moment. He then nails his with a flipping piledriver. West: The Paralyzer!!! Harris: Madison has just taken Hollywood out tonight with the help of Tommy Knox and Niobe Martin. What in the world is going on here tonight!?!?! Knox and Niobe laugh as Madison gets up and kicks Hollywood out of the ring. The EMT's then come down to ringside to help the fallen Hollywood as he lays on the concrete floor, motionless. The fans all boo heavily as Knox pulls out a mic. Once the mic is spotted, the boos grow louder and louder as Knox raises it to his mouth with a smirk across his face. Knox: I told you all that I had a vision in mind. You didn't believe me, did you. I know you all were wonderin' who the mystery man in the black mask was earlier tonight. Well, you're lookin' at him! The fans pop in boos again as Madison is revealed to be aligned with Tommy Knox and Niobe Martin. West: It was Madison all along. They've had this planned for weeks now. Harris: With all the other factions lining up in APW, what better time than now to make a move! Knox: Tonight you all get to witness first hand, a revolution that is goin' to take over APW like an epidemic. For the past few weeks we've all just sat back and watched as the likes of The League and the New Sindicate made waves in the calm waters of APW. We've sat quietly as people mooched off the name that others built just to make a new name for themselves covered in lies and envy.
It's time for a change, it's time for someone to step up and revolt against this system of corruption. Unlike these factions, we don't conform to the rules and dance like puppets hangin' from the strings. We live by our own rules. We fight by our own guidelines. We look out for our own and rebel against the political standards that the so called "APW Society".
We're not afraid to get our hands dirty. We're not afraid to put it all on the line for what we believe in. From the curtain jerks workin' dark matches all the way up to the suits in corporate management, we're here to take what's ours. No one is safe, no one is out of harms way. You're either with us or you're against us. We are The Black Hand.The fans listen in silence as Knox announces the name of this revolution that is about to take over APW. West: The Black Hand?Harris: I believe that's what he said. What exactly is The Black Hand?West: I don't know but I have a feeling that we're going to find out over the next week leading into Test for the Best.As the fans continue to sit in silence, in wonder as to what's about to happen next, Knox holds the mic back up to his mouth and continues to impact the world. Knox: From extortion, to blackmail, to breakin' all rules to benefit ourselves... we're here to raise the stakes in this so called faction war that is upon us. The teams have aligned and the lines in the sand have been drawn. The New Sindicate has popped up like a pimple on the worlds ass and stole the originality from the true Synndicate. Then we have The League who claims that they're here to save the world. Big Gooch, we'll see how you guys fair at doin' that.
Lets not forget about the Dyin' Breed. These guys may not be important enough for these bigger groups to remember their names but they do hold the tag team gold. It's only a matter of time before Gooch puts these guys over and leaves his new found friends in The League with their di... junk in their hands.
As we all saw last night, Michael Lively has turned on Foul Play. At one point these guys were a force to be reckoned with but now Lively has wounded them and left them vulnerable for anyone to strike. That's what happens when you trust a man who calls himself Jesus when he's nothin' but a snake in the grass, a Judas if you will. The only Jesus I know used to cut my grass and I didn't trust that son of a bitch! So as of last night, Foul Play poses no threat in this "faction war".
Oh yea, how could we forget about the Natural Born Killaz? I'll tell you how, it's fairly easy to forget those chumps. These guys haven't been a factor in APW since I came on board and started makin' them my bitch. Now they have another member, a new Killa to strike fear into the hearts of men. Please, NBK is still around because I allow them to still be around. I've beaten those guys senseless and can destroy them at the snap of a finger. For the time bein', I'll let them continue to breathe but believe me, they aren't a factor in this apacolypse warzone that lurks around the corner.Knox walks over to the corner with Niobe by his side. Madison stands in the center of the ring, looking over the crowd and listening to Knox as he speaks. Knox: It all comes to an end! You're lookin' at the new filth that's goin' to change the tides in APW. To my left, we have the baddest woman on the APW roster. She is your Nightmare and raisin' hell on Meltdown in my absence. What's it goin' to take for the blind suits to realize that she belongs on Overdrive, BY MY SIDE! It's only a matter of time before the fans get tired of watchin' her beat punks like Jace Savage into a dumbfounded mess. I told you, she's the baddest woman in APW. I'll put her against Robina Hood, Amy Zing or AJP any day of the week. You line them up, she'll knock them down!Knox hands the mic over to Niobe as the fans begin to boo some more. Niobe: He's got a point. You line them up against me, and I'll put them down just like Jace and Gooch earlier tonight. But besides that, it's time for a sweeping change here in the APW and that's what The Black Hand is going to do. Change this pathedic landscape for the better, and rebel against those that would try to bring us down. If you don't like that, then too bad. Get out of the way, otherwise we won't hesitate to take you out. This the beginning of a new era in APW. Niobe hands the mic to Knox and leans in, kissing him on the cheek. He then wraps his arms around her as the fans begin to boo loudly. As the boos die down, he then holds the mic to his mouth. Knox: Then we have this man to my right, "The Madman" Chris Madison! I've know this man since 2006 while we were signed with another promotion. There isn't another man on the Meltdown roster that even comes close to the level of competition he brings to the ring. When this vision came to my mind, the creation of The Black Hand, I knew I just had to get Madison on board and in our corner. I've seen this man make kings fall with ease. Knox then walks over to Madison and the two slap hands as Knox hands him the mic. The fans stop with the boos for a moment as they listen on the edge of their seats. Madison: I've been in this industry for a long time. In my days I have seen wrestlers come and go in those locker rooms. They've come and gone at your expense. It doesn't matter the company, it doesn't matter the staff it's all the same. The upper management will do whatever it takes to squeeze every last penny out of you people. Even if it costs someone their careers. They put you first and our well being last. I can't blame them. You buy into the crap they feed you and their pockets grow heavy with more and more cash. But who looks out for us. Who looks out for the men and women who bust their asses night after night? We have to look out for ourselves!
This here is more than just a faction. This isn't a flash in the pan, in the heat of the moment kind of thing. I don't care about a faction war. This goes far beyond this ring we stand in before you. This is a brotherhood! This is a group which has been forged on blood, sweat, and broken bones. There is a bond here amongst The Black Hand which can't be replicated. There have been a lot of long nights traveling from one town to the next, show after show, being used by management like a traveling circus. Not anymore! No longer do we put our fate in some stuffy suit who couldn't tell you the difference between a wrist lock and an arm bar. We control our own fate. We do what we want, when we want, how we want; and there isn't a damn thing anyone can do about it!Madison tosses the mic back over to Knox as the fans watch in disgust and throw even more trash in the ring. Knox walks around the center, with a grin from ear to ear as he listens to the displeasure of the crowd. Knox: I told yyoouuuu.... You all must have just thought that I was stoned out of my mind. There was a plan to my in ring interruptions week after week. I told you all that I had a vision and that vision has now become a reality. You're lookin' at the first three, ANNOUNCED, members of The Black Hand. There are plenty more where we came from! It could be any single one person walkin' around in the back without a group to watch their back. It could be any one person who is already aligned with a faction right now. It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter where you hide. The Black Hand is comin' to take over and we're not treadin' lightly. APW, you've just been warned.Knox drops the mic as it sends a thud throughout the arena. The fans all boo loudly as the three stand in the center of the ring talking to one another. As they talk it up, the camera scans over a displeased arena as boos echo, sending the walls into rumble. As they chanting continues, the scene slowly fades to black. COMMERCIAL! |
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We return from commercial, to the commentary table where Shane West looks at us, a concerned look in his eye. West: Ladies and gentlemen... Earlier tonight, Yanzel Holmes was viciously assaulted by Connor Murphy. It led to him being dropped about nine feet onto his head from our stage and the doctors' report came back... Yanzel Holmes definitely has suffered a concussion and is in a comatose state right now. He's stable, breathing on his own, and is expected to make a full recovery but... We'll keep any information coming your way on APW programming and Actionpackedwrestloing.com. Get well soon, Yanzel.“Money Maker” plays and Sienna Harrison is greeted by a wall of negativity as she steps out from the back carrying the North American Championship belt. She is flanked by two heavies each carrying a black briefcase. Sienna saunters down to the ring. Paige: Please welcome to the ring, the General Manager of Monday Night Meltdown--- Miss Sienna Harrison!The heavies climb onto the apron and hold up the ropes for Sienna to step through into the ring. Sienna takes a mic from Nicky Paige. Sienna: Last week I took a step toward restoring order and good sense to Meltdown. I have acted always for the good of the business, and even though some of you will never understand what it takes to run a show like Meltdown, or even to hold down a menial job judging by the look of many of you, I still try to give you the best show I can.
He may be a raving lunatic, a confirmed PSYCHOPATH, but he is still your champion, and it is only right that he decides his fate. So without further ado, please welcome--- THE GUV’NOR!!!The arena is smothered in darkness as the house lights drop down, only the flicker of a few lighters offering a puncture in blackness. The Megatron lights up and displays the words to the following voiceover. One day some of the kids in the neighbourhood carried my mother’s groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.
Respect
Respect
Respect The sound of the track penetrates; it’s the sound of a siren accompanied by the lyrical flow of UK Apache as ‘Original Nuttah’ introduces itself. New name, mon:
The original nuttah
Take heed and take check There is none of the usual theatrics as The Guv’nor steps out from the back and heads straight for the ring in a no-nonsense fashion. Sienna: Guv’nor, earlier I promised I would give you an opportunity to get back the North American Championship tonight. Unlike some people around here I don’t go back on my word, and if I say I will do something you can consider it done. I only wish more people in this business could be as honest as I am. Guvnor: Alright sweetheart, let’s get on with it. Nobody is here for this cheap attempt at a character assassination. A couple of weeks I made a mug of you, I’m not denying, but I won’t apologise for it either. The look on your face was priceless and I wouldn’t take it back for anything. Sienna: That’s exactly your problem: you have no respect. But you will take it back. That is exactly why we are here. If you had done the right thing none of this would have happened. Guvnor: So you’re saying this is my fault? Sienna: Are you saying it’s not? Because that’s another item on the list: doesn’t take responsibility for his actions. Guvnor: Listen princess, I didn’t come here for armchair therapy, so get on with it and tell me your dastardly plan. I’ll let you have your moment of gloating, but we both know this ends with me smashing these two slags you got with you and walking away with my North American Championship belt. Do it nicely and I promise I won’t harm a hair on your body. Sienna chuckles. Sienna: Oh Lenny, so predictable. Do you think I haven’t planned for that already? While you’ve been recovering in hospital, I’ve been bending ears at the very top of this company. I have an ironclad guarantee that if you do anything untoward tonight, not only will you never see this title again, but you will be out of a job.
You think you are the only one with a plan, Lenny? Sienna smirks; the crowd give her some heat. The Guv’nor waits a few moments before he replies with a hint of resignation in his voice. Guvnor: Okay sweetheart, let’s get on with it. You want to play these games: show me your hand. Sienna: Well it’s simple. I have two briefcases and each one contains a contract. Sign to my left and I promise I will give back to you the North American Championship belt. The crowd roar with approval at that possibility. Guvnor immediately heads in that direction. Sienna: Wait! There you go, rushing in again. What is they say about fools and rushing in? Guvnor: I don’t know, but I’ve heard that fools who bear bait end up being killed. Small crowd pop for that quip. Sienna: Yes, well my father always taught me you deal with bears from a safe distance with a well-aimed high-calibre rifle. Anyway, the contract to my left comes with certain conditions. It is a temporary contract, a match by match contract predicated on you being the North American Champion. Once that status is gone --- and, trust me, it will end --- you waiver all rights to the contract.
In other words, when you lose I get to fire you LIVE in front of the world. Jeers from the crowd. Sienna: To my right is a much more secure contract, and highly lucrative too. It will make you the most handsomely paid Megastar in Meltdown’s history. It is a deal I have never negotiated before, nor do I expect to again. However... Sienna pauses to let that linger. Sienna: ...the conditions of that contract are that you relinquish the North American Championship and waiver any future right to challenge for it. It also contains the conditions that you are never allowed to draft, as well as the commitment not to wrestle in America for ten years after it expires.
That’s right, Guvnor, I will pay you handsomely to watch you rot and suffer, to watch your career wither away to nothingness. The crowd pour heat all over Sienna. Guvnor thinks it over for about three seconds. Guvnor: When you put it like that, you’re not exactly selling slavery to me. Guvnor makes a move to Sienna’s left. Sienna: Remember, I dictate the opponents, I decide the when and the how of every title defence. Guvnor looks her square in the eyes. Guvnor: Who have you got that I haven’t about like a scrawny sparring partner? You going to give your little gardener another shot at me? Maybe you’ve resurrected Billy Pepsi from the dead? Line ‘em all up, sweetheart, and I promise I’ll just keeping smashing ‘em all down. Sienna: Don’t say I didn’t give you a fair warning. Guvnor smirks at her as he signs the short-term contract loaded with conditions, but with the only one that matters to him: getting back the North American Championship. Sienna: I gave you plenty of time to make the right choice, Guv’nor. Whatever happens now, it’s all on your hands, on your conscience. Guvnor looks at her curiously. Sienna: But I am a woman of my word. Gentlemen, give him the title. One of the heavies stands back and hands Guvnor the North American Title. He looks at it, then raises it into the air with his right hand. The crowd pop to see The Guv’nor back on top. Then... West: What is this all about?One by one, section by section, the lights in the arena begin to shut off, plunging the arena into darkness. Harris: ...What does... What...Sienna raises the microphone to her lips as she begins to retreat slowly, but surely up the ramp, looking at the Guv'Nor with a cold expression. She, too, is plunged into darkness. The crowd buzzes among themselves, as the Guv'Nor's figure is only made evident by the flashing camera bulbs in the audience. A video package begins streaming across the Action Titan Tron, while a wave of silence falls over the jam-packed, sold-out audience. A flash of static and signal interruption cuts in and out before the camera begins to focus, meanwhile the footage shown is from a security camera of some kind. A rotating camera at the end of a split hallway suddenly captures a late-aged man desperately trying to flee, while the camera freezes and zooms in the man now appears to be wearing a white lab coat, a doctor or physician possibly.
"W-we...we failed...
n-nothing is going to s-stop...him...
...g-god help us all...", the man moans while looking up to the security camera.Clutching his throat while gasping for air the man falls to his knees against a nearby wall, blood begins to emerge from his jugular vein and trickles down his uniform. Turning the bright and professional white uniform into a crimson red mess, as the gray-haired man soon falls still with his face to the blood-covered tile floor.
Seconds after this man falls to the ground, a group of female nurses and orderlies come rushing through the double doors screaming in panic. One nurse who quickly notices the now comatose and bled-dry doctor, drops to her knees attempting to assist. "Oh my god! Doctor Andrews! D-Doctor Andrews can you hear me?", the woman pleads and sobs before rolling the pale and stiff doctor over covered in a pool of his own blood. Scanning his clothing to look for an open wound only to find a small, black ink pen impaled into the doctor's neck."Jesus...", the woman gasps as tears fill her glazed over green eyes, covering her hand now covered in the man's blood over her lips to prevent screaming or the urge to puke.
Suddenly a roaring sound of a metal door slamming open echoes like a gunshot throughout the hallway, as the woman turns making eye contact with the cold-blooded killer responsible. Gasping in fear the woman begins to scurry and crawl in a very off-balance and frightened manner, as the deceased man's blood imprints across the tile. Meanwhile the shadow in the far corner of the surveillance camera draws near, as the woman finally lets out a bone-chilling scream.
The man stalking finally comes into the light, sporting a torn straight-jacket which now appears to have the sleeves ripped from the shoulders. Damp, jet black hair flowing from the face of the massive figure standing over the woman. Glaring up to the camera as the camera focuses catching the light on this man's face, the man in this footage is revealed...VICTOR HADES.
...IS COMING. The crowd roars at the announcement, nearly shaking the arena with their reaction! A few of our lights dim, but they never fully return to normal. Sienna looks back toward the Tron with a look of concern, and perhaps a look of regret on her face. She looks down, and then turns, shooting a look at the Guv'Nor, who stands in the middle of the ring, his eyes drifting down from the Tron toward Sienna, in an indistinguishable reaction. The camera fades to black on a long shot between the North American Champion and the General Manager as they glare at each other from afar while the crowd continues to roar and chant in the background. Action Packed Wrestling
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