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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 20:27:25 GMT -4
[/div] Fireworks shoot off over the moonlit sky as the waves crash on the beaches of Lahaina, HI. The camera pans around as fans scream and cheer for the start of an amazing Asylum Show. There's a canopy over the ring, as well as a lighting rig, and big screens on all four sides of the structure. The stage is a simple set up, with two Palm Trees criss-crossed over one another, and a curtain hanging between them. The rest of the stage is lined with tiki torches, which are lit. Nailz: Everybody welcome to Asylum, FINALLY once again, or dare I say Reaver-Mania?Beckett: On the heels of yet ANOTHER amazing pay per view where the absolutely unthinkable happened, Stefan Raab lost control to that psychopath Reaver in an unholy display of brutality uncensored nudity?“My Own Hell” by Five Finger Death Punch hits over the speakers as Reaver jumps out screaming and pulling his dreads and the crowd goes wild. THANK YOU REAVER!
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
THANK YOU REAVER!!
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP Beckett: I can't believe they would allow this to happen after last night. It was a disgrace that he even be allowed the chance, I demand a recount!Nailz: Reaver beat Raab fair and square. It was Jason Kash who made a guest appearance in the crowd when he ran by streaking. It's not Reaver's fault that Raab was too busy looking at Kash's manhood from a distance.Reaver makes his way down the ramp throwing lay after lay into the crowd. He runs over and grabs a mic and makes his way into the ring but just as he does, more fireworks shoot off into the night sky and more lays fall onto the crowd mixed with confetti. Nailz: Reaver certainly celebrating here tonight and for good reason. He earned the chance and the last time he celebrated this big, it was over his 100th loss. Just a years ago.Beckett: That's because he's a loser. BOOOOO!!!! CHEATER!!!Nailz: I think you're just jealous that you didn't get a good look at Kash like Stefan did.Reaver: HEHEHEHAHAHAHA! WOOOOOOOO!!! EVERYBODY GETS LAID TONITE!!! What a glorious day and I have brought Asylum home for each and every one of you. Oh and myself totally. So since I'M the guy in charge, I wanna start off by giving everybody free hotdogs!Beckett: The man runs things and the first thing he does is give away hotdogs? Not hire back Jason Kash but hotdogs? Is he off his rocker?Nailz: Shut up Steve, I'm hungry.Reaver: Next, if you find a red envelope under your seat, you win a free donkey, courtesy of myself and Donkey Punch, the drink that HITS the spot!!Beckett: A donkey? This is ridiculous!Nailz: You checked your seat already didn't you?Beckett: Yea I didn't find anything, damnit.Reaver: And how could I forget that naked pot smoking weirdo......I hearby re-instate Jason Kash to the full active roster!!The crowd goes nuts! Beckett: HE CAN'T DO THAT!Nailz: Oh, he just did.Reaver: Now, since I'm in a giving mood. Let's all go out to the nearest massage parlor for HAPPY ENDINGS ALL AROUND!! ON ASYLUM!!Nailz: Uh oh.....Beckett: As distasteful as this is, I have to go with the flow.Nailz: Well, Sally Talfourd IS in the house tonight.
The crowd roars as President Jeff makes his way out to the top of the ramp. Beckett: WHAT'S JEFF DOING HERE!?Nailz: I assume to make light of things since he DOES own APW and all.Beckett: Hopefully he fixes this buffoonery now, it's giving me a headache.President Jeff: First of all I'd like to say thank you to the man who put Stefan Raab in his place. Thank You Reaver! He manipulated his way through contracts and legal red tape to take control of Asylum and you managed to take it back. So as a reward to you, I hearby name you the new number one contender for the Suicidal Championship against the man you beat at Shockwave Stefan Raab and that match will take place TONIGHT!Beckett: WHOA!!!Nailz: That news is huge and you know Stefan Raab can't be too happy about that.Beckett: Not one bit.Reaver jumps up and down in excitement in the ring as the crowd erupts with cheers. President Jeff: However Reaver, I DO have some bad news for you. You may have taken back control of Asylum, but that doesn't mean the control goes to you.Reaver stands there in shock as a sea of boos take over the beach side. President Jeff: I cannot allow the inmates to run the Asylum. You have already proven to lack the competency skills necessary to do the job. I'm sorry, you are just too unstable. Not to mention, Jason Kash was fired and as a result, I will NOT be hiring him back to the active roster. That contract was terminated and as such I can't reverse it.
Beckett: HA! Justice!
Nailz: So much for that happy ending.
Beckett: Sally I still here right?
Reaver: That's horse shit! I busted my ass for Asylum. I deserve to run it!
President Jeff: Relax Reaver, you still get your title shot. After much thinking though, I decided that it also wouldn't be fair to hand back control of Asylum back to Reginald since he was the one to lose it in the first place. So for the time being, I have hired an Interim General Manager, temporarily until I can find a permanent replacement.
"I come apart Baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checking trouble sure, moving
down the line
I come part baby, but that's ok
cause Trouble man, don't get in my way"
Just as the Marvin Gaye sample switches to the first verse, Jason Kash walks out from the back carrying a white Hand Towel as Green Lights flicker to the clap of the song as he stands to the edge of the stage and fans reign down boos and cheers alike. He smiles big to show he's removed his "2 Tooth Dentures" and the entire arena erupts with cheers!
"I'm just a hood dude, I ain't never had shit
Just a bad attitude and a bad bitch
Duffle pack full of tools and a half brick
30, 40, 50 grand in the mattress
Living on the edge just a habit dawg
I'm fucked up in the head, I don't have it all
Ball like a dog, push it to the limit
Bout my business tryna keep from letting
pussy dudes in it."
"Shit I am who I am, fresh up out of apologies
Sometimes I ain't get in trouble, trouble got in me
Guess it follows me but I stays on my hustle man
Still the motherfuckin man, you can call me..."
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 20:41:17 GMT -4
We return to the back-- or rather, the area of our beach setup where the fans aren’t present-- and a single handheld camera focuses on Aubrey J. Parker, who still isn’t quite yet dressed to compete, half-jogging, half-walking over the asphalt, toward the convention center visible in the distance. Hey-- hey, wait up!Aubrey slows and turns, breathing a sigh of relief as Tyler Harrison approaches her, winded from running. Tyler: Did you see… what Logan just did?AJP: Yes. Ugh. Damnit. Where is he!?Tyler: In the Civic Center. He-- okay, ahhh, and we’re running again…The cameraman struggles and jogs behind Aubrey and Tyler for upwards of twenty seconds before we reach the front doors of the Lahaina Civic Center. We briefly focus on the “ONLY TALENT ALLOWED ENTRY BEYOND THIS POINT” sign taped to every window available, before stepping inside. Immediately, our sights fall on Logan Alexander, who has just picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. While Tyler looks to be on the verge of collapsing from the run, Aubrey strides to Logan and looks up at him in concern. Flustered, her words spill out of her mouth rapidly. AJP: Why didn’t you-- why is this news to all of us? What… why… we could’ve helped! We can help! You can’t just go.Logan looks over at Aubrey, a sad smile on his face. LA: I'm sorry that I just sprung this on you Aubrey... but until a week ago the lines of communication between us were still closed. I blame myself for letting things get to that point. This isn't really a topic you address in casual conversation either really, and I know you have other things to be concerned about apart from me.
But... even if you and I had been speaking to one another, this course was set two months ago. Maybe it was even back in May when I was first injured that this was effectively guaranteed to happen. The only thing that wasn't set back then was exactly when I was going to bow out. As I am right now... I have nothing left to give without putting myself at risk. And I don't want to keep asking someone else to continue my little charade in the meantime just so it can seem like I'm accomplishing something.He lets out a breath. LA: There simply comes a time when you have to let go and move on.Tyler sighs and offers Logan a smile from behind Parker. Tyler: I think you two need to talk. I'm gonna go raid the catering area, yeah?He begins to walk past Logan, but stops and claps a hand down on his shoulder. He lingers there, clearly wanting to say something, but decides to utter nothing. He pats Logan on the shoulder again and gives him a supportive smile and a nod before turning and making his way out of frame. Aubrey, however, still looks like the victim of complete shock. AJP: But...LA: Look... I understand that this might not be what you want. But I think that right now, it might be for the best. I need time to recuperate. I need to make sure that the mistakes I've made in the last few months aren't repeated again because I tried to press forward regardless of potential risks.He lowers his gaze scowling slightly. LA: I made that gamble after Mayhem because I didn't want to give up the Tap Out title, but it cost me even more. Look what became of us for most of the last two months. Look what that sparked between you and Terry because of the doubts it helped foster. Look at the damage that has been done to the New Sindicate as a whole because of all that. In the end I had to give up the Tap Out title anyway... So what did my stubbornness accomplish?AJP: Logan, you know you're more important to me than any match-- than some petty argument. If you needed time off, I-- I couldn't done something. I could've pulled strings. I could've gotten you that. A month? Two months? Three? I... we just...She breaks her gaze from Logan. Aubrey's lip trembles and for moments, it looks as if she is on the verge of tears. AJP: I just thought we could all...She stops, trailing off. After a few seconds, her jaw tightens, and her expression hardens. Aubrey slowly meets Logan's eyes again, and speaks in a considerably quieter tone than before. AJP: You're right. This is what you needed, right? Clearly, I'm being selfish.She takes a step back. AJP: Best of luck in your future endeavors... Don't forget to call.Without another word, Aubrey turns and quickly-- almost too quickly, nearly bashing the door into an approaching crew member-- exits the convention center... Logan reaches out as Aubrey turns away and opens his mouth to say something, but he stops himself and lets her leave. He lowers his hand, clenching it into a fist at his side. He looks frustrated by how this meeting ended. LA: Damn it... This isn't what I wanted either...The crew member looks at Logan, immediately intimidated by comments not even directed toward him-- but stops as he observes Tyler Harrison, sandwich-in-hand, rounding the corner in the background. Crew Member: Mr. Harrison!Tyler: Yipyipwhatitdo.Crew Member: Mr... Zachariah Blood... Has requested your presence immediately.Tyler: What? But--[/'color]
Crew Member: Immediately, sir.
Without another word, the crew member glances at his clipboard, adjusts his headset, and moves into the center, past Logan and Tyler. Tyler, clearly distraught, begins to move past Logan, but sees his clenched fist and unsavory expression. Tyler stares at Logan for a moment and sighs.
Tyler: You gonna be good, man?
LA: I wish I knew.
He seems to deflate a bit after replying, the tension and frustration seeping out of him, replaced by resignation.
LA: Just... take care of yourself Tyler.
Tyler: You too, Logan. Don't be a stranger.
Logan nods briefly, then turns and starts making his way through the convention center, heading away from APW. We fade to darkness.
The techno-rock instrumental theme, "The Sentinel" by Celldweller, starts to ripple through the speakers as smoke starts to billow through the sand along the entery walkway. The massive Silent Destroyer, Sentinel bursts through the curtain with Talon right behind him. She walks in front as Sentinel stares out over the beach side crowd.
Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall,
Beckett: This man destroyed Terry Marvin at Shockwave.
Nailz: And he is about to face a monster!
Sentinel towers over her. His arms are slightly extended from his body as before him is Lady of Sin, Talon, with her back now to his chest and her arms raised up and clasped around the back of his neck. They stand there a moment as the crowd continues to jeer and then they starts making her way toward the ring. Sentinel's heavy feet leave craters in the sand.
Beckett: Are you implying Sentinel is not a monster?
Nailz: Shadow says otherwise.
Beckett: He never knows what he's talking about. The Unforgiven are unstoppable!
Stenfelder: Introducing first, led to the ring by Talon, from Valley Forge, Tennessee and weighing in at 277 pounds...the Silent Destroyer...SENTINEL!
Talon smoothly pulls herself onto the apron and cartwheels into an upside-down pose, hanging from the top rope. She beckons to Sentinel who steps forward, the two sharing a heated kiss before she pulls herself back up and flips from the ropes into the ring. Sentinel rolls in under the bottom rope and comes up to his full height mid-ring. Talon slides the vest-like leather jacket from the big man's shoulders and takes his sunglasses as well before running her hand one last time down his chiseled torso and leaving the ring. Sentinel turns his attention toward the curtain. His gray eyes stare emotionlessly as he waits.
Nailz: And here... we... go...
I AWAKE FROM MADNESS... ONE MORE TIME!
Shadow walks through the curtain carrying a microphone and dressed to fight.
Shadow: Cut the damn music.
It abruptly stops and all anyone can hear is the screaming cheers of the crowd. He walks to the ring.
Shadow: You want to wish me good luck? You piece of sh-EEP-? Rhetorical question! Let me tell you something. This bullsh-EEP- you're spouting about making this person. This isn't personal. You didn't get under my skin enough to make it personal. No this career punishment you piece of sh-EEP-!
The crowd roars as Shadow smirks. He gets to ringside.
Shadow: If I'd let this be personal, you'd have already won. No this is all business, bitch. You want to tout on about what you did to me and what you did to Terry Marvin? Let me tell you the reality about what happened at Asylum. After the battle with the increasingly violent Zachariah Blood, a perfectly fresh Sentinel attacked me with a steal chair. Then at Shockwave that same perfectly fresh Sentinel attacked an already weary Terry Marvin; exhausted from his engagement in spousal abuse.
Shadow walks around the ring toward the steps.
Shadow: I made a promise and I'm about to keep it.
He gets up the steps and into the ring. Shadow drops the mic and charges!
Grudge Match
Sentinel versus Shadow
Sentinel ducks the first clothesline as Shadow barrels into the corner. The ring shudder and the Silent Destroyer goes for one of his own. Shadow counters with a spear. The brawl goes to the mat as Shadow begins to hammer away. He rises and rips Sentinel off the mat but the Silent Destoryer breaks free and delivers a hard shot of his down to Shadow's jaw.
Nailz: The shear ferocity of these two gladiators. This I think there might be an earthquake tonight.
Shadow isn't phased and throws one right back. The ring shakes with each punch that they trade back and forth. Neither man gives an inch. Finally Shadow catches one of Sentinel's fists and then the other. Both men struggle for power before Shadow slowly starts to push Sentinel back. But he counters with a headbutt and as Shadow shakes his head a kick to the gut making the Usher of Darkness double over and finally a double axe-handle to the back taking Shadow to the mat.
Nailz: Sentinel is battling back.
Beckett: You heard Talon, no one has ever seen Sentinel's true power. We might get to tonight!
Sentinel wastes no time and pulls Shadow up, whipping him off the ropes. Shadow ducks another clotheline, and then a back elbow and drives Sentinel to the mat with a running STO. The fans erupt as Shadow goes for the first cover of the match...
One...
Two-
Sentinel kicks out!
Beckett: Shadow cant beat him that easily!
Both men rise from the canvas and the Silent Destroyer powers at Shadow with a European Uppercut and then a belly to belly suplex. Shadow hits the mat and Sentinel pulls him back up. He grabs in a gutwrench and hauls the giant up and drives him down stomach first. Now he goes for the cover.
One...
Two..
Shadow shoves Sentinel off! The fans come to life!
Beckett: Shadow almost bought it early.
Nailz: I don't think Shadow's taken the gloves off yet!
Sentinel walks over and grabs Shadow's leg to lock in a leg lock.
Nailz: Here we go!
But Shadow shoves him off. He starts to get up and Sentinel nails Shadow from behind with the Chains of Fate. Shadow hits the mat again and Sentinel hooks the leg. The crowd jeers.
Beckett: Hah! What a shot.
One...
Two...
Shadow kicks out again!
Nailz: The fans are rallying for Shadow. Come on Shadow! Get up!
Beckett: So much for staying impartial!
Sentinel glares down at Shadow, waiting for him to rise. He watches Shadow, stalking him. Shadow raises his eyes and ducks the big boot from Sentinel. The Destroyer bounces off the ropes as Shadow comes back with a huge spinebuster! The fans roar for Shadow as he goes for a cover...
One...
Two...
Sentinel pushes his shoulders from the mat.
Nailz: Sentinel tried to put Shadow away with his own move. That's pretty low!
Beckett: What are you talking about? That's genius!
Shadow gets up, pulling Sentinel with him. Talon's hand slam on the mat at ringside as the fans behind her cheer for Shadow. THe giant grabs his victim and lifts Sentinel into the air for a bearhug. The Silent Destoryer grits his teeth and suddenly Shadow drives him forward into the corner. The ring shifts on the sand.
Nailz: My God the power!
Shadow begins to chop Sentinel. Large hands strike the barrel chest but Sentinel never lets lose a scream. He goes to grab Shadow to spin the giant around but Shadow cuts him off with knee to the mid section. The Shadow grabs the doubled over Sentinel and delivers a quick and brutal turnbuckle powerbomb. Talon's eyes go wide as Shadow rolls his opponent over and goes for the pin.
One...
Two...
Th- NO!
Nailz: Shadow almost had him.
Beckett: Talon looks like she almost had a heart attack.
Talon lets out a sigh of relief as Shadow gets up. He bends over and grabs Sentinel. But the Silent Destoryer delivers a hard shot to Shadow's throat. The giant stumbles back as the referee demands Sentinel keep it clean. In response he grabs Shadow by the head and slings him back with all his might driving Shadow to mat! His blonde head bounces off the canvas as Talon begins to smile at ringside. Sentinel scoops up Shadow and nails a shoulderbreaker. Without letting go, he delivers a backbreaker and follows that up with a fall away slam hurling Shadow across the ring. The crowd goes silent for a moment as Shadow crashes into the corner.
Beckett: Now that is real power!
Sentinel turns and approaches his fallen victim. He grabs Shadow and drags him to the center of the ring. Shadow slowly tries to rise. Sentinel raises on arm high and before he can bring it down Shadow lets out a Tsunami unleashing roar! He powers up seizing Sentinel by the throat. Shadow stands erect and then pushes himself off the mat, bending his knees and driving Sentinel into the earth with a chokeslam! The crowd responds with their own as Shadow goes for the cover in the center of the ring. Sentinel lays there, eyes up and empty.
Nailz: Shadow with the chokeslam out of nowhere!
1...
2...
Thre----
Beckett: Oh thank God!
The Silent Destroyer kicks out on pure instinct.
Nailz: So close. Shadow was so close. Wait what's this?
Suddenly the referee's attention turns to the ring apron. Zachariah Blood has run to ringside with a steel chair. He leaps on the apron with it.
Nailz: What is he doing out here?
Shadow scowls and charges planting a Spartan Kick to Blood sending him sailing from the apron and burying his body in the sand like a meteorite. The crowd roars as the chair lands in the ring. Shadow turns his attention back to the rising Sentinel. Shadow charges and raises his foot for the Big Boot!
Beckett: NO!!!!
Sentinel ducks. Shadow turns as Sentinel grabs him and lifts Shadow into a vertical suplex! Sentinal walks around the ring with Shadow elevated up in the air, just to show that he can do it, and then drills him into the mat! Sentinal hooks both legs, 1
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Thre-NO! The crowd pops as Shadow kicks out at the last moment! Sentinal is livid, and he pulls Shadow up, tossing him from the ring to the sand below!
Nailz: Don't let the sand fool you, it may be softer than concrete, but it still hurts to fall from over the ropes to the ground!
Beckett: Especially because they had to pack it tight to secure the ring and rigging!
Sentinal steps out onto the apron, and motions for Shadow to get back up to his feet, and as the big man from Texas does, Sentinal leaps off for a Double Axe Handle! However, Shadow nails him with a vicious uppercut right as Sentinal clobbers him on the crown of the head! Both men are down on the outside as the ref begins the mandatory 10 count!
"1!"
"2!"
"3!"
Both men begin to stir.
Nailz: These hoss fight type matches don't generally go long! I suspect whoever ends up on the upper hand from this position will probably take this match!
"4!"
"5!"
Both men are to one knee, and as they see the other, they immediately begin to toss punches at each other as they continue to rise! The fans are going absolutely wild at the ringside brawl!
"6!"
"7!"
Both men are to a vertical base by now, and are just throwing bombs at each other, with neither man getting the advantage, and neither one backing down!
"8!"
Beckett: They need to get back into the ring! They're going to get counted out!
"9!"
Sentinal and Shadow are absolutely tearing each other apart at ringside, and don't even hear the ref reach the count of "10!" DING! DING! DING!
Draw
Stenfelder: Due to a Double Count Out, this match has been ruled a DRAW!
The ref heads out of the ring to try and separate the two big men, but as he does so, they both just shove him out of the way, and continue going at it! The fans get a loud "LET'S GO SHADOW! LET'S GO SHADOW!" chant going, and Shadow bounces Sentinal's head off the ringside barrier before tossing him into the crowd! Shadow follows him right out, and the two men continue brawling in the crowd! Refs and road agents file out from the back to try and reign the two men in!
Nailz: This match officially ended in a draw, but I don't think Sentinal or Shadow cares very much, because they're still going at it! We're going to take a commercial break, and hopefully they can pull these two men apart in the mean time! We'll be right back!
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 20:53:09 GMT -4
As Asylum comes back on the air, Shadow and Sentinal are still going at it further up the beach! A small crowd has followed the action, as well as APW cameras!
Nailz: Folks, before the break, Shadow and Sentinal fought to a Draw, as both men were counted out! However, they're not letting a little thing like the end of a wrestling match stop them from fighting!
Beckett: This feud is getting real personal, real quick!
Sentinal goes for a haymaker punch, but Shadow ducks it, and responds with a Big Boot that connects right on the chin! Sentinal falls into the sand, and Shadow is quick to mount him, pummeling him with vicious punches and elbow shots to the face! Sentinal fights back, rolling Shadow over and taking the Full Mount position, answering with some shots of his own! The two men continue to roll, fighting the whole way until waves begin to lap up onto them! At this point, Shadow gives Sentinal a hard headbutt right between the eyes, but from out of nowhere, Zachariah Blood attacks him from behind! As Shadow is facedown in the sand, Blood helps Sentinal up, and the two of them grab an arm and leg of Shadow, lifting him off the ground and swinging him back and forth a couple of times to gain momentum before tossing him into the ocean!
Beckett: You knew this had to happen at some point tonight, I just didn't expect it so soon! This is great!
Nailz: This is dangerous!
Shadow immediately comes to, and emerges out of the water, absolutely pissed! Sentinal and Blood trash talk him as he tries to wade through the wave, but they easily make their retreat before Shadow can make it to the shore! He stands there, soaked to the bone, and royally pissed off!
Nailz: I don't think things are over between Shadow and The Unforgiven!
The cameras cut backstage as a young female in a cheerleader outfit and white tennis shoes struts backstage while shaking her pom poms. She stops at interviewer Jack Spade with a very enthusiastic smile. She starts doing high kicks.
Cheer Captain Lexi: Give me an A!
She pauses and waits for Spade to react but he just looks confused. She ignores him.
Cheer Captain Lexi: Give me S!
Jack Spade: Um …aren’t you Alexis Prodigy from CRW?
She again ignores him and just continues her cheer.
Cheer Captain Lexi: Give me a Y! GIVE ME AN L! GIVE ME A U! GIVE ME AN M!
Spade continues to look incredibly uncomfortable with this young lady …though not as young as she thinks she is.
Cheer Captain Lexi: What’s that spell?
Jack Spade: Asylum?
She starts jumping up and down and doing kicks as she shakes her pom poms.
Cheer Captain Lexi: YAY!
Jack Spade: As I was saying. Aren’t you Alexis Prodigy?
She looks a bit confused.
Cheer Captain Lexi: I don’t know who that is. I am Lexi and I am Action Packed High School’s newest transfer student. I come from Code Red Prep school and I am your new cheer captain.
Jack Spade: You do realize that this is a wrestling promotion, right?
Cheer Captain Lexi: Your cute. Can you tell me the way to the cafeteria?
Jack Spade: Um …craft services is down the hallway.
She jumps up and down enthusiastically.
Cheer Captain Lexi: Thank you. You will see me in action in two weeks at the big game! It will be a performance that the fans will not forget.
Jack Spade: …um …okay.
She skips away while shaking her poms poms up in the air.
Cheer Captain Lexi: Push em’ back! Push em’ back! WAY BACK!
Beckett: Well, that was interesting....I'm not sure if I should feel incredibly creepy or turned on?
Nailz: Ladies and gentlemen, we just learned something about Steve Beckett tonight, and that is that he is undeniably a pervert! We'll be right back after the break!
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 20:55:29 GMT -4
Stenfelder: On THIS FINE afternoon, the following match is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing FIRST...He hails from Edinburgh, Scotland! He is "YOUR Scottish Sensation" EVAAAN MCDONALLD!!!The opening guitar riff to "Rock You Like a Hurricane" blares over the PA system around the beach side setup and once the vocals hit Evan comes out onto the hot sand under his feet with a cocky smirk on his face, he kisses an attractive woman at ringside before he rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd as they boo him. Stenfelder: AND HIS OPPONENT!! He is Wrestling Royalty and Member of Sang Réal...GAABRRRIEELL KRRROOOWWWN!!!::“Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks come up from the ground, illuminating and Gabriel Krown, who is on one knee, looking up and his arms raised. Connor Murphy is behind him, the sparks reflecting off his signature round framed sunglasses.:: ::Krown gets to his feet, and spins a bit, kicking up sand as his robe flys behind him as he turns to face the crowd. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd.:: ::Krown climbs the stairs and walks along the apron before entering the ring. In the middle of the ring, he drops to a knee and looks up, raising his arms into the air. Krown gets to his feet and the climbs the turnbuckles to pose. Murphy walks along the outside of the ring. Dismounting the turnbuckle, Krown moves to his corner and takes his robe off.:: Nailz: I have sand in my shoes already...Evan McDonald Vs. Gabriel Krown w/Connor Murphy
The fans aren't cheering for either of these competitors as they stand in the ring, some sand gathered at the edges of the ring canvas. Ring sweepers came in and tried their best to clear the ring before the bell but as it dings off in a faded ring, the match begins.
Beckett: These are two different sized, styled men who only share the boo of the live audience here tonight! Who you got Nailz?
Nailz: Whoever wins, I'm a Winner!
Beckett: More like a Wiener!
Gabriel Krown is stuck through the ropes talking with his partner on the outside as McDonald comes across the ring after him. Krown dodges a powerful combination of swiping punches from McDonald. Kicking him to the back of his thighs, Krown bounces around like he's got a firecracker in his ass as he tries to keep from McDonald's grasp. Rushing McDonald, Gabriel hits a forward diving Headbutt to McDonald's gut but McDonald snatches Krown up and locks him up for a Tiger Driver!
Beckett: OHH! He's going for his Scottish Pride! This could be over if he hits that!!
Lifting Krown, the Finisher looks to be perfectly connected but as McDonald flips Krown for the Driver part, Gabriel Krown locks his legs around McDonald's head and whips him with a Hurricanrana to counter the finisher. The fans clap for the nicely timed and executed reversal. Evan McDonald slaps the canvas as he scrambles back to his feet, surprised by the reversal. Krown is already in a sprint as McDonald rises to his feet and Krown leaps off his feet going for a Crossbody but Evan McDonald catches him and presses him up with a Military Press. The crowd gasps as McDonald steps over to the nearby ropes and launches Gabriel Krown to the outside. As he lands, sand clouds up all around him as he rolls and becomes covered in sand.
Nailz: That sand is unforgiving and Krown just felt every roll of that launch. Now he's covered in sand!!
Connor Murphy rounds the ring and heads over to his partner to check on him. As he helps Krown up, they both dust off the sand from his chest and face. As Krown steps back to the ring, Murphy points up at McDonald and mouths some stuff trying to distract the Scottish Athlete some. Up on the ring apron, Gabriel Krown sees McDonald rush him, Krown bursts into a run down the ring apron and climbs the turnbuckle quickly and as McDonald changes direction to get at Krown, it's too late. Gabriel Krown jumps off the top rope and hits a Super Lou Thez press and McDonald slaps down on his back as Gabriel Krown begins to lay into him with repeated shots to the face.
Beckett: Wow, have you see a Lou Thez from the top ropes? I can't recall seeing one before but Gabriel Krown is taking it to McDonald!!
Nailz: It was impressive but should we expect anything less from Wrestling's Royalty? I think Sang Réal is nothing BUT Impressive! Future APW Tag Champions right there!!
Making a cover after the punches stop, Krown hooks a leg but even as the referee drops to make the count, Evan McDonald kicks out. Krown pops to his feet and sweeps a kick to McDonald's back as the big man sits up. Krown runs, hits the ropes and snaps the neck of McDonald with an overhead neck snap. He again crawls over and makes a pinfall attempt and the referee slaps the canvas.
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From outside the ring, Connor Murphy yells in at the referee to count better, arguing that it should have been 3. Krown pushes up off of McDonald and steps back into a stalking position at the corner of the ring. His back against the turnbuckle padding,
Nailz: Krown has this, he has him lined up in his sights!
Krown is waiting as Evan McDonald gets to his feet slower than before. Krown rushes at his opponent and McDonald side steps the rushing Krown, lifting him and slamming him with a scooping Sidewalk Slam. He lays over Krown and looks for a quick pin.
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Beckett: I thought he had it! Now look..Connor Murphy is getting involved.
This time Connor Murphy hops up on the ring apron to scream and yell at the referee. Evan McDonald gets to his feet and launches himself at Murphy with a big right but Connor Murphy drops off the canvas barely missing the shot from McDonald. Gabriel Krown hurries in pain to get to his feet and dives at the back of McDonald's knee, clipping him with a Chop Block.
Down to a knee goes McDonald, who grabs the ropes to keep him from falling completely. Krown on his feet, kicks the leg again as McDonald tries to rise from a knee. He jolts with the kick and tries to swat at Krown but the smaller man is just too quick for McDonald. Another kick to the leg and McDonald drops yet again to his knee. Gabriel Krown turns and breaks into a run across the ring, hits the ropes and returns only for McDonald to burst off his knee and hit a devastating Clothesline that flips Krown before he crashes into the canvas. McDonald drops to the canvas and grabs his knee.
Nailz: Holy Moses! He took Krown's head off and spun him with that clothesline!
Beckett: Yeah, Krown didn't see that coming at all but Evan McDonald seems to have a tender knee as well. This is anyone's match!
Both men slowly begin to rise, McDonald first but Gabriel Krown groggily rises to his feet soon after. As Krown turns around trying to find his opponent, Evan McDonald snatches him and pulls him in with a Double Underhook grapple. The referee moves in ready to make the count should McDonald hit his Finisher but Gabriel Krown has other plans. He drops to his knees and hits McDonald with a forward chop block to that ailing knee. McDonald stumbles back and collides with the referee trying to get away from Krown's counter. Rushing in at Krown, McDonald is tripped up and lands over the middle rope with his upper body.
Connor Murphy is ready with a handful of sand, he begins to rub it into McDonald's face. McDonald pulls away from the ropes rubbing rapidly at his eyes as Gabriel Krown hits another HUGE Chop Block to the bad knee. McDonald goes down and Krown works the leg over. The referee slowly gets up and as Krown sees this, he grabs both of McDonald's legs and locks in his Sharpshooter.
Beckett: CHECKMATE! This one could be over, that knee has taken some abuse in this match and can McDonald survive it?
No sooner as Beckett says those words, Evan McDonald screams out and is forced to tap as the pain becomes unbearable. The referee calls for the bell. Stenfelder: Your winner via Submission...GABRIEL KRROWNN!As “Requiem” begins to play through the speaker system around the Beach area, Connor Murphy slides into the ring to celebrate with his partner. The referee tries to raise Krown's arm but Connor Murphy shoves him aside and does the honor as the two stand hearing a round of boos from the fans at beach side!
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 21:05:30 GMT -4
The scene cuts to Stefan's locker room where the hidden camera was placed inside because his locker room is locked with a chain and a padlock with two prison guards standing outside of Stefan's locker room and four prison guards inside of his locker room, standing in the background as Stefan begins to speak. Stefan Raab: "So I hear everyone has been saying how Reaver won against me fair and square at Shockwave? You wrestlers, the fans, Nailz and President Jeff are so god damn stupid because the fluke hero never won the match for himself, his butt buddy won for him which is typical for Kash to wipe his ass which he's been doing since March. I refuse to give out my congratulations to that prick because he doesn't deserve it nor does Kash even deserve to be rehired by the idiotic President of ours. Already Jason and Reaver have done a brilliant job of being apart of the kiss President Jeff's ass club. That's the only thing I congratulate these assholes for."It was clear as day that Stefan is angry with how it all went down at Shockwave as he continues to speak about the match tonight. Stefan Raab: It's even more bullcrap that I have to defend my title to Knuckles straight away while I never got my rematch with Kaylyn for her title until after I became the general manager. You think you are going to beat me again? Oh no not when I've just become California's most feared inmate which is why my locker room is locked up because I've beaten up fifty percent of the inmates with some even going to hospital due to my violent attacks. Because of you, everyone is going to see the new Stefan Raab tonight giving out more damage and aiming to injure every single person on Asylum because beating people up makes me feel good and happyStefan's not done talking as people can see Stefan's temper going crazy throwing chairs and breaking benches in his own locker room not giving a care in the world for the damage he caused as he'd even knocked out one of the prison guards as one of them used a stun gun to temporary knock Stefan out for a minute until he got back up again as he holds the Raab-A-Mania Germancidal title in the air continuing to speak. Stefan Raab: I'm going to hurt Knuckles tonight, showing him who the real violent and dangerous man is on Asylum and I got Shadow, Kash and even President Jeff as my targets as well to beat up. We'll see who can win a match on their own Reaver because it's clear as day you can't get the job done by yourself. You just outleashed an angry pissed off German beast that's going to ran a rampage throughout this worthless pathetic Asylum show it's become.
Tonight Knuckles it's going to be your head when I'm going to bust your head open seeing that blood pour from your skull and we'll see who will win this match because it's going to be me seeing you knocked out like this guard is right in front of me with your dreams of becoming champion in APW will be over when I will retain this Germancidal title to go to face my next worthy challenger that isn't you, Kash or Shadow. Prepared to be Raabinated by The Killerplauze.The cameras then cut to ring side as the ring announcer gets ready to announce the next match that's going to be taking place on Asylum. Asylum comes back from a commercial break with “No More Pain (Kill Everyone Remix)”, by Tupac, playing and Mr. Enigma standing in the ring. The fans boo him as he stares up the ramp with a daunting look of intensity and focus. The lights grow dim… “Ohhhh, … the fire, the fire…”“Ohhhh, … the fire, the fire…”Jair comes from out of the back as he begins pounding his chest, hyping himself up with the crowd. The entrance ramp resembles that of a fire as the tron and the background visually shows flames. Hopkins bows his head as he bounces his head to the beat. He begins his process of walking down the ramp as the fans look for their favorite to greet them with hand slaps. Jair does so equally on both sides before reaching to the end of the ramp. Stenfelder: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 205 pounds, from “The Concrete Jungle” Bronx, New York, he is the APW Tap Out Champion, Jair Hopkins!
And his opponent, already in the ring, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Jacksonville, Florida, Mr. Enigma!Nailz: These two men took part in the Triple Threat Tap Out Title Match at the Meltdown Mega Show, with Jair Hopkins winning that match! The title will not be on the line, this is not a Tap Out Rules Match. Still, Mr. Enigma is looking to get some measure of revenge here tonight!Beckett: Conspicuous by his absence is the former Tap Out Champ, Logan Alexander, who we've been told is not here tonight!“One love, one game, one desire
One flame, one bonfire, let it burn higher
I never show signs of fatigue or turn tired
cause I'm the definition of tragedy turned triumph …”Staring at the ring, he bounces up and down, getting ‘loose’ before gaining a running start and sliding into the ring. He gets to both feet with quickness as he raises both arms up, pointing up high with the hand symbol of his crew, “The Dying Breed” as he climbs the nearest corner top rope. Again, he poses with the TDB hand symbol as the fans cheer for him. Hopping down, he smacks his head once to get into focus as he sits patiently in the corner, ready to do battle. With both men in ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING! Jair Hopkins vs. Mr. Enigma
Mr. E shoots right in towards Hopkins, but he rolls through behind him and jumps up to give him a Dropkick right between the shoulder blades, sending him stumbling into the ropes! Mr. E turns around to see Hopkins rushing towards him, and he gets an elbow up to the face of Hopkins! He then pulls the Tap Out Champ in and up for a ring-shaking Body Slam! Mr. E slows down the match, wearing Jair down with various suplexes, DDTs, and other high impact manuevers that leave Jair gasping for air.
Nailz: A solid gameplan by Mr. Enigma here, trying to keep Jair Hopkins grounded. The speed game is one of Jair's greatest strengths.
Beckett: If Jair doesn't have an answer for this offense, this match isn't going much longer!
As Jair begins to make his way to his feet, Mr. Enigma runs to the ropes to gain momentum, and goes for a Clothesline from Hell, but Jair ducks it! As Mr. E puts on the breaks and turns around, he gets a Japanese Armdrag for his troubles! He gets up and gets another Japanese Armdrag! After one more Armdrag, Jair gives Mr. E a hard Gut Kick, and pulls him in for an Implant DDT! He goes for his first pinfall attempt, 1
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Nailz: Momentum is beginning to turn!
The match continues at a breakneck pace, with Jari maintaining control through much of the match. It's also fairly obvious after a Tornado DDT from Jair that Mr. Enigma is a little loopy in the ring.
Nailz: Ever since Jair hit that Tornado DDT, Mr. Enigma has had a far-away look in his eyes! He might not even know where he is right now!
Beckett: He's fighting on instinct right now, but I got to be honest, he looks almost lost in there right now!
As the match rolls on, Jair leaps off the top with a Diving Crossbody, but Mr. Enigma catches him in midair, and muscles him up into a Suplex position. He yells out “187!” and goes for a Reverse Stunner, but Jair manages to flip out of it, landing on his feet! The crowd pops at the acrobatic counter, and Jair jumps up and lands a Reverse Neckbreaker! He then pulls Mr. E back up, giving him a Knee Smash, followed up with a Lifted Inverted DDT! As Mr. E is on the mat, he runs to the ropes and jumps up, nailing a Springboard Moonsault Foot Stomp, right to the sternum!
Nailz: OMFG!!! He could have the match here!
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Winner: Jair Hopkins [/div] Stenfelder: Here is your winner, by pinfall, Jair Hopkins!“The Fire” hits the speakers once more, and the fnas pop as Jair gets his arm raised in victory. He doesn't showboat, he doesn't rub his win in, he simply exits the ring, collects his title, and slaps five with the fans at ringside, celebrating with them. Nailz: You've got to love The Dying Breed! Not only are they incredible wrestlers, but they're some of the most humble guys you will meet in this business!Beckett: I don't love them! I hate their humility! Jair Hopkins just beat Mr. Enigma! He has every right to lay some stink on Mr. E after a win like that!The fans continue to cheer as Hopkins heads back to the back! However, Mr. E is still laying motionless in the ring. The ref snaps his fingers in front of the eyes of Mr. E, but gets no response. He raises his arms into an “X” over his head, prompting Medical Personnel to head to the ring. Nailz: I hate to speculate, but Mr. Enigma did take the vicious Tornado DDT that knocked him silly. He could be concussed, or worse!Beckett: Whether you like the guy or not, you hate to see this! But this is not ballet, wrestling is a full contact sport!Nailz: You've got to think that Jair Hopkins will be feeling remorse over this if it's anything serious, he's that kind of guy. Still, a worrisome situation here at ringside! |
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 21:09:30 GMT -4
Nailz: Welcome back to APW Asylum. During the break, officials were able to help Mr. Enigma out of the ring. He walked up the ramp with some assistance, and has been taken to a nearby medical facility. We will update you with any information as we get it...
With a backdrop of the Lahaina Beach behind him, New Interim GM, Jason Kash is standing behind a Hawaiian decorated podium. He's wearing a nice white Tee with a Suit printed on it to keep some Class in the new position. A smile on his face shows he is wearing his "2 Tooth Dentures" which he got FOR this role. His voice breaks out through the speakers setup around the area where the show is being held.
Kash: My fellow Inmates!
Crowd roars with excitement and cheer as he sings out everyone being an Inmate.
Kash: I stand here before you now for a few reasons! I stand before you as a General Manager, an INTERIM General Manager and what that means is that my time in this position is limited.
This time the crowd deepens in a Boo that rolls down the beaches of Lahaina. Kash smiles.
Kash: In that given time, however long it might be..I promise a few things. One I will NOT abuse my power like the former GM had done each and every show he was at the helm of. I will NOT take any bullshit from all the "big shots" backstage who think they can force their ideas onto me. I'll be real quick to throw them along with their "suggestions" into the Ocean.
This will not be another Power trip but this instead will be something of enjoyment! I will give you matches you want to see. I will do this job until a better man qualified comes along. I am Asylum. I don't say that because I'm the best thing on this show but because I am as much apart of this show as ANYONE who has ever competed on this brand. Nobody has the history with this show, these fans than I do. So I will NOT fail you as General Manager, I will not fail myself as General Manager and my time in this position...It will be FILLED with Influence! Thank You.
The crowd gives him a standing ovation as he begins to leave the podium. As if he forgot something, he cuts back and adjusts the microphone so he can speak yet again.
Kash: Oh I almost forgot...The "Wrestler" in me, "The Influence" WILL be back in Action next Asylum. Check your local listings..RRRAAH!!
Finally he steps away from the Podium as the fans continue to cheer for his State of Asylum like speech.
The camera pans over near to the south side end of the beach, where ‘The Main Attraction’ Young Mannie is sitting on a dune-buggy along side Jacinta who’s behind him, arms around his waist. Meanwhile, not too far away, Alec menaces the onlookers with his wall-like stance.
Mannie - already in conversation with Jacinta - finally notices the camera; but only after hearing the echoes of boos that were coming from the other side of the beach.
Mannie: I came, I saw, and I conquered! (Looking over at Jacinta)
Jacinta: You’re damn skippy, you dominated him baby.
Mannie: Awww thanks babe, but what do you think Alec?
The camera pans now over to Alec.
Alec: (Grunting) If you ask me boss, He looked a bit peely-wally.
Panning back to Mannie, who is now pondering.
Mannie: Hmmm…You’re right he was at his best but then again why should I cover his ass?
Jacinta: Yeah that’s right Papi, Kiss His Ass!
Mannie shakes his head in disappointment.
Mannie: Baby for the 100th time, the correct phrase is “Kick His Ass” not KISS!
Mannie throws up his hands as Jacinta doesn’t even outer one word back at him, but she instead chooses to burn a whole into his head with a bitter stare; that Mannie quickly tries to stray from while turning back the camera.
Mannie: Like I was saying: Why should I cover the Guvnor? It’s not like he would’ve made excuses for me, if I lost so ... nah. I don’t have any empathy for him, nor do I give a damn. Because at the end of the day, I am the best thing going in APW today: ‘The-Main-A-Traction”.
Mannie has, by now, opened up a bottle of Ciroc, drinking it down with an air of arrogance while Jacinta, begrudgingly, massages his shoulders, causing another amount of booing echoes. Mannie smirks about it all, while before continuing on with his point.
Mannie: So, like I was saying: The Guvnor is no longer worth my time. Nor was he ever. But as I move onto bigger and better things, I’ve had a chance to realize something about APW.
Jacinta: And what’s that, Papi?
Mannie: I’m glad you asked me that baby, because that thing I realized about APW is that there is too many damn egos controlling this place. I, for one, will not allow it to destroy the company that I worked hard to build. I will not continue to sit idly by while other people treat this promotion's doors like a it’s a cheap hooker and a quick fix for dying careers.
Jacinta: (Clapping and kissing him) You tell those Coño’s!
Mannie: You right baby, so why even beat around the bush? I know Sally Talfourd is somewhere back at the other end of the beach watching me right now, so let me keep this 100. You are not welcomed in my lockeroom. Hell I will go further: You aren’t welcomed in this promotion, period. You made your choice a long time ago on whether about that you wanted to stay or go. And we all know what choice you made. I, for one, could live with that. I even enjoyed that! But nooooo ... not ‘The Last Magician’ Sally Talfourd. When she couldn’t cut it out there, and saw how good she had it here, she came crawling on back.
Mannie, by now, has to contend with a ‘We Want Sally’ chant among the outdoor audience, who has no problem voicing their opinions back to Mannie.
Mannie: You can chant that bullsh*t all you want, but it still doesn’t change the fact that Sally chose herself over the APW universe. Yeah I said it and here’s another quote for you: APW was better off without her too. If Sally wasn’t so busy hopping promotion to promotion just like she does her employers then we wouldn’t have to sit through this new Sally Talfourd run soon to be known as the ‘The Last Relief Effort Tour’. It’s no real secret that Sally isn’t nearly as wealthy as she once was before she left APW. So, again, I say to you Sally: how much are willing to do in order to keep a spot that is no longer available?
The camera now does a close up on Mannie, as he gets a bit more serious with his tone.
Mannie: Yeah you heard me Sally; that spot that you once held as the ‘Flag Bearer of APW’ is now mine, and it’s not up for discussion or sale. So I suggest that might as well should quit now, because there is no-way in hell of you getting it back from me.
As Mannie gets a smug look, over the shoulder of Jacinta we see Sally walk into the shot. With a grin, she taps Mannie’s follower on the shoulder, gets her attention, then shoos her away. As she leave, Mannie turns around to find out why, only to find the woman he’s just called out waiting for him with a smile.
Sally: So where’s your flag then, Mannie?
Sally looks around, as if she were expecting to actually see a banner.
Sally: I mean, you’re saying you’re the flag bearer of APW ... I’m just wondering where the flag is.
Mannie: It’s a saying, idiot. And I’m surprised to find you here.
Sally: Oh, you don’t say? And here’s me thinking that I’d lost my flag, too!
Mannie: Cut the act, Sally. You know what I said was true: You walked out on APW, and now you think you can just walk back in as if nothing happened. Well, you’re wrong. Things have changed.
Sally: You’re not wrong there. I mean, someone like you wouldn’t have got more than 2 minutes of airtime before. Now they’ve bumped you up to 4!?
Mannie looks to be getting more and more mad. However, to his credit, he’s not going to back down.
Mannie: No, Sally. What you’ll see is that there’s no more ‘accidental champions’. People like you - who fluked their way into a title. If you were a real World Heavyweight Champion, you wouldn’t have lost to Phil Atken!
Sally: Now now, Mannie. Phil Atken wasn’t ...
Mannie: Really? Atken? The guy couldn’t even keep the title himself! And you lost to him!
Sally: He’s still a far sight ...
Mannie: And you could never beat Michael Callahan, even once. Or win the Suicidal Title. Or even leave a mark. Sally - what did you ever do on Asylum? You’re an Asylum mistake. And it’s a mistake that you even came back.
Sally lets out a little laugh, not really able to muster much for her own defense. She shrugs her shoulders, then starts to walk past Mannie. She stops when she’s shoulder-to-shoulder with him.
Sally: Well Mannie ... it’s never too late to make a change.
And with that, Sally heads off, leaving Mannie to Jacinta as she walks back to him.
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 21:16:56 GMT -4
Stenfelder: The following contest is an APW Suicidal Championship Match scheduled for one fall under Xtreme Rules!Wretches And Kings By Linkin Park plays over the sound system as a cage is rolled out onto the entrance ramp with fireworks coming out on the side of the cage and people see Stefan standing in the cage doing boxing punches wearing his sunglasses along with his hooded coat with his Monster Energy logos and his The Killerplauze nickname on the back of his coat along with his gold and black wrestling trousers with the Raab-A-Mania Germancidal title around his waist as the crowd boo the hell out of Stefan. Stenfelder: Coming down to the ring now weighing in at 230 pounds coming from Cologne Germany, Your Raab-A-Mania Germancidal Champion. “The Killerplauze” Stefan Raab.Nailz: The Suicidal Champion is making his first Title Defense here tonight against Reaver, the man who beat him at Shockwave to take control of Asylum away from Raab!Beckett: I've shed many a tear over the end of Sunday Night Rabb-A-Mania!Nailz: One good thing about us being in Hawaii, and Overdrive being in Europe right now is that the rest of the Black Hand was not able to make it out here to Lahaina here tonight! We're going to see a straight one-on-one match up, or at least as straight as an Xtreme Rules Match can be!As the cage comes to a stop, Stefan then opens the cage doors and he then jumps and skips down to the ramp ignoring the fans before going up the stairs to get into the ring taking the Raab-A-Mania Germancidal title off from his waist before holding the title in the air on his right hand on each turnbuckle with the crowd continuing to boo Stefan before taking his coat and his sunglasses off and handing the Raab-A-Mania Germancidal title to the referee as he then prepares to fight having anger in his eyes before doing some more punches to the camera before the match begins. "My Own Hell" by Five Finger Death Punch plays. After a few seconds, Reaver darts out and grabs the dreads on his mask. He goes to the top of the ramp and stares at the crowd. They roar with excitement as he tilts his head and storms down to the ring. Stenfelder: And his opponent, weighing in at 255 pounds, from Bronx, NY, Reaver!He heads to the back of the ring and is immediately attacked by Raab! The ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING! APW Suicidal Championship Match
“The Killerplauze” Stefan Raab © vs. Reaver
Both men are going at it tooth and nail, neither man giving the other any quarter! They're rocking each other with haymakers, not holding anything back! Raab back Reaver into the ropes, but Reaver responds by jacking him in the jaw with a stiff Forearm Shot, before pulling him in for an Overhead Release Belly-to-Belly Suplex, sending him over the ropes to the sand below! Reaver is quick to join Raab outside the ring, but as he goes to reach up and pull Raab up, Raab gets a handful of sand and tosses it into Reaver's eyes! The fans boo Stefan as gives him a Shoulder Tackle right into the ring apron! Reaver holds the his back in pain, and Raab begins to pummel him with various boxing style body blows! He then pulls Reaver in and gives him a Vertical Suplex right across the steel barrier!
Nailz: One of the unique things about tonight's venue, so to speak, is that we're right on the beach! Sand will have much more give than concrete!
Beckett: But the steel doesn't have any give!
Raab has control of the match, introducing weapons into the equation very early. The ring is littered with weapons, and Raab has a Kendo Stick, which he is using liberally on Reaver on the sand! After about half a dozen Kendo Stick shots to the lower back, Raab kicks some sand onto Reaver and shoots the half, turning Reaver over into a pinfall attempt, 1
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Nailz: Reaver is still alive!
Beckett: These two have thrown everything at each other except for the kitchen sink!
Raab is enraged by this point, and barking for Reaver to get to his feet. As Reaver does, Raab is right there to wrap his hands around the throat of his adversary, going for the Raabinator, but before he can lift Reaver, up, Reaver kicks his leg right up into the jollies of Raab! Raab collapses onto the mat, as the fans cheer wildly! A couple of women in the front row wave to get Reaver's attention, and as the unstable Mega Star waves back, they hold up a rather large coconut, and motion for Reaver to come and get it! Reaver does just that, grabbing the coconut from the women after ogling them a bit. Raab is still holding his nuts in pain as he slowly begins to get up. Reaver rolls into the ring behind Raab, lets out a loud “HEEHAW!” and launches at the back of Raab's head with a Coconut assisted Donkey Punch! Raab is out like a light as Reaver rolls him over and goes for the pin, 1
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Winner: Reaver Stenfelder: Here is your winner, and the new APW Suicidal Champion, Reaver!Nailz: He did it! Reaver did finally wins his first Singles Title here in APW, and I can't think of a more appropriate belt for him than the Suicidal Title!Beckett: NO! Things are going from bad to worse for Stefan Raab! First, he looses Raab-A-Mania, and now he looses the Germancidal Title! This is a travesty!The ref raises Reaver's arm high as he hands him the belt! The fans are on their feet, cheering at the top of their lungs! Raab is still out as Reaver exits the ring and jumps into the first row, celebrating with the fans!
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 21:29:17 GMT -4
“In the End” starts to play, signalling the arrival of the former Tap Out champion, who emerges without any sort of hesitation from the entryway. For the first time in a couple of months, Logan makes his way down to the ring without the accompaniment of Rich Sanders. He also lacks the mask he’d been wearing for the last two months as well and he is without his ring jacket either. His hair is short, a fair bit shorter than what he’s usually seen with, even in the last few weeks. He looks tired as he makes his way, paying little attention to the crowd, his gaze down on the walkway before him. Beckett: Wow… what a difference a couple of weeks make. The former Tap Out champion looks quite ground down.Nailz: This isn’t the energetic upbeat Logan Alexander we’ve seen of late. There is something markedly different about him now… other than the lack of gold.Logan makes his way around the ringside area, getting a microphone from one of the techs, then makes his way to the ring steps and climbs up to the ring apron. He pauses for a few moments there before making his way between the ropes and into the ring. He looks around at the crowd, who continue to give him a mixed, but more positively weighted, reaction. He lifts the mic slowly. LA: Good evening ladies and gentlemen… For quite some time I’ve been trying to decide how best to say what it is I’ve come out here to say before all of you. I even debated the merits of saying what I’m going to here or from home in Toronto… but I decided it was best to do so here.
The last couple of months have been rather trying for me, given my present circumstances. Ever since the night of Test for the Best, I’ve been on a steady decline in all aspects of my professional career and two weeks ago I finally bottomed out in Auburn Hills, Michigan at the Shockwave supershow. It was there that my Tap Out championship reign came to an end when Asylum’s favourite son finally accomplished something.The crowd begins to cheer. Logan lowers the mic as he tips his head forward and reaches up to rub the bridge of his nose, grimacing at the crowds response. Nailz: Logan’s clearly referring to Jair Hopkins victory for his first single’s championship.Beckett: And what a dark day that was… going from seeing such an accomplished ring technician like Logan Alexander with the Tap Out championship to… whatever Jair Hopkins is with the belt.The crowd starts a ‘Hopkins’ chant, but before it really gains steam, Logan lifts the mic once again. LA: Yeah… I know that you people love Jair Hopkins and you’re ecstatic that he’s a champion now. But he never beat me for the Tap Out championship. I wasn’t the one who gave up two weeks ago. In fact, I wasn’t even in the ring at the time that match ended. Two weeks ago, Hopkins didn’t prove that he was the better man. All he did was officially end a title reign that had unofficially ended six week prior, and by doing so he reaped the fruits of what he and his partner had sown three and a half months ago.There’s a note of confusion in the crowd as Logan pauses. Beckett: What is he talking about?Nailz: I honestly have no idea… Hopefully he’s about to explain though.LA: You see it was about seven or eight weeks ago that I found out the truth. After Test for the Best and what I was involved in that night, I suspected that something was wrong with me. Those closest to me shared those suspicions as well. A couple of weeks later I had received confirmation that I was concussed and had been for the better part of two months and seriously enough, at that point, that it was impairing my judgment. It was also serious enough that I was also deemed unfit to compete in the ring as the chances of my concussion getting worse were very high. That bombshell was dropped on me on July 19.
Unfortunately, I had one issue complicating what should’ve been a rather cut and dry situation… I was still the Tap Out champion and I didn’t want to meekly hand over the title, especially given the response that I received when I tried to do that in November with the North American championship. Instead, I opted to designate a replacement competitor to fulfill my commitment to APW… I’m sure that all of you can figure out who that might’ve been. Given the chaos that surrounded Asylum since Stephan Raab had taken over, I’m willing to bet he never found out about it, especially considering he would’ve used that opportunity to take my championship had he known.
As it turns out, my first scheduled title defence, since my situation was revealed to me, was against the man who had a hand in putting me in this position. How fitting is it that Hopkins should be there at the beginning and the end of this entire ordeal? He was able to take advantage of the situation that he and Bailey had brought about. It all began at the Mayhem supershow. Tables, ladders, and chairs… I took a lot of punishment in that match and I was hospitalized for nearly a week afterwards because of what Bailey and Hopkins did. No one realized I was concussed at the time though and every match I had after that, as I defied the odds and qualified for the Test for the Best, compounded that condition until finally… I ended up here. Everything I had is gone… because of them.Logan slowly lowers the mic, his expression is unexpectedly blank. One might expect sadness or anger from someone given what has just been said, but Logan appears unable to summon either, making him seem more emotionally numb than anything else. The crowd is quite divided on their opinion of what they’ve just been told though. There are supportive cheers for Logan as well as boos in response to him laying blame at the feet of the Dying Breed. Nailz: I… am not sure what to say to this.Beckett: Well I certainly do! Look at what that band of thugs called the Dying Breed have done to one of, if not the best pure wrestlers in this industry today. Think of all his been through since May when all this happened and, despite all of that, look how he persevered until he was told to stop. Yet who do the fans support? The ones who did this to him.Nailz: Right now, I think the fans are far more divided on the issue than you might think.Lifting the mic again, Logan resumes. LA: Regardless… what’s done is done. I expect no tears to be shed while the ‘heroes’ of this saga celebrate their triumph.
With all of that out of the way though… I can get to the reason why I’m here tonight. I had a commitment to APW as both a contracted wrestler and as one of their champions. As of one week ago in the case of the former and two weeks ago in the case of the latter, neither one apply any longer. Given my current condition, I have no viable alternative other than to withdraw from active competition until such time as I am medically cleared to compete once again.
With respect to my one time partner and stablemates, Aubrey and Terry… if the New Sindicate still exists given what you two have gone through, it will have to continue to do so without my presence. Aubrey… I failed you at Test for the Best when I attacked C.J. Gates. I betrayed your friendship and your trust. During the last two months, I failed the both you through my inactions. I should have been there to help the two of you in this trying time, to make sure that we endured as a group regardless of what the final outcome between the two of you was. But I wasn’t… and I no longer feel that I deserve a place among you.He let’s out a resigned sigh. LA: As such… my time in APW has come to a close. I’d just like to offer a thank you to APW and management for the opportunities they’ve afforded me, even if we didn’t see eye to eye on everything, and I’d like to thank everyone who has supported me during the last year. Until the next time… thank you all.Logan lowers the mic and moves towards the ropes as his words sink in for the people watching this in person and elsewhere. He tosses the mic to one of the ringside techs then turns and heads back to the other side of the ring and the entryway beyond it. Beckett: Is… is that it? He’s done and leaving?Nailz: That’s certainly the way it seems. Logan has apparently spent the last several months plagued by injuries and has reached his limit. It also sounds like because of that, he let his contract with APW expire.Logan exits the ring and walks towards the entryway without the accompaniment of his entrance music, his gaze down at the ground ahead of him. The crowd is still divided in their response, but there is a noticeable ‘Logan’ chant growing as he makes his way from the ring. Beckett: But… that’s how this all ends with him?Nailz: I don’t know. We can only wish Logan Alexander all the best from here on.Logan eventually reaches the entryway, and stops for a couple of moments, seemingly hesitating. The crowd cheers expecting him to turn and acknowledge them, but those moments pass and he continues on, disappearing through the entryway. Nailz: That bombshell announcement from Logan Alexander has only added to the eventful night we've had thus far. We already have one new champion in Reaver, and by the end of the night, we may have another. However, we do have an update on APW Mega Star Jace Savage, who was brutally assaulted by Robina Hood in the Strange Bedfellows match a few weeks ago. In that match up, Jace sustained a mild concussion, along with a fractured jaw and an injury to his eye socket. While he was at home watching the Meltdown Mega Show, he collapsed and was rushed to the emergency room. It was discovered there that that the intense pressure on his eye socket, in conjunction with his other injuries, is what caused him to faint. Still, we have been told that he will be ready to return to action next week on Overdrive!Beckett: Why we're announcing this on Asylum I don't know, but what I do know is that we're being told that NewGen Rising are here in Lahaina. I hope they don't do anything stupid like interrupt our show! And on the topic of Logan Alexander, how's that going to sit with AJP!?Nailz: Well, they are scheduled to be in a Triple Threat Tag Team Match at One Night in Hell against The Dying Breed and The Unforgiven. They're probably just here to scout! Still, let's send to Adam Stenfelder in the ring for our next bout!Stenfelder: The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall!The haunting instruments and vocals of Foxygen's "In the Darkness" penetrate the beachfront through APW’s custom sound system and the crowd erupts into a thunderous reaction. Many boo the 2013 Test for the Best winner, while some roar in suport-- and some cheer simply because they know what time it is. The song rips through the PA system, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd on the beach as the sun begins to set. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp, standing with a hand on her hip, and the other hand clutching that mysterious and unopened, leather black box she carries nearly religiously. She surveys the legions of fans with a thoughtful expression upon her face. Stenfelder: Introducing first, hailing from Pleasanton, California, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-one pounds, representing the New Sindicate… she is AUBREY J. PAAAARRRKEEERRRRR!Parker struts all the way to ringside, shooting the occasional wink at fans that lean over the guardrail, looking for attention. With aa smirk, she hops up onto the apron, sliding across with one hand gliding across the middle rope and one pressed to her lips. She blows a long kiss to the crowd, earning another mixed reaction. She steps into the ring and hands the timekeeper the black box, whispering some kind of warning to him before she makes her way to the turnbuckles, hopping onto them, looking out into the audience with a smirk, mouthing something at the masses that continue to be unsure how to react to her. She climbs down from the turnbuckles and leans in the corner, waiting for action as her music fades. Nailz: AJP has to be a bundle of nerves. A match like this, against the returning Sally Talfourd? The stakes are high!Beckett: I think she knows. Just ask Aubrey. A future Undisputed Title opportunity could hang in the balance!”WE WANT SALLY!”
”WE WANT SALLY!”
”WE WANT SALLY!” Parker’s pleasant expression turns to one of annoyance as she studies the masses. Stenfelder: And her opponent…The crowd is buzzing with anticipation for the coming match. On cue, the lights take on a blue tinge and 'TroubleMaker' hits the speakers. This sets the crowd off: everyone knows who this is leading up to. As the song bursts to life, out races Sally Talfourd, racing to the front of the stage. Raising her hands to the crowd, she kicks her leg and heads towards the ring, slapping hands with the crowd that hangs over the rails for her. Stenfelder: Making her way to the ring this evening, weighing in at a sublime one-hundred and forty pounds, standing in at five feet and ten inches of perfection, this is Sally Talfourd![/color] Sally stands at the base of the steps to the ring, waving to the crowd as she is announced. When that's done, she dashes up the steps, hoists herself over the top ring and bounces to the centre of the ring. Poses for the crowd as the lights return to normal and the music fades out. The crowd still cheers for the adorable Sally as she starts to stretch for the match. Aubrey watches her with a look of indifference from the corner, but never takes her eye off of Sally. Nailz: We’ve been waiting for this return since January… We’ve been waiting for this rematch since December… And here in Lahaina, we’re getting it! On free television!Beckett: I hear the “Record” button being hit on DVRs worldwide!Aubrey J. Parker vs Sally Talfourd
The bell sounds and the crowd is explosive from the start as the two women make their way to the center of the ring. A smirk crosses Aubrey’s face and she begins to say something to Sally, but Sally raises a finger to Aubrey’s lips-- earning a roar from the crowd. Aubrey’s face completely falls at the motion and her eyes narrow, glaring into the eyes of Sally Talfourd.
Beckett: That might’ve been a mistake!
Nailz: Things are gonna get heated in a hurry!
As the crowd continues to roar, Aubrey calmly reaches up and removes Sally’s finger from her lips. The two are caught in another staredown, and… to a loud mixed reaction from our Hawaiian-based audience, Aubrey slaps Sally across her jaw! Sally’s head turns and she brings a hand to her cheek for a second, a smile inching its way across her face. She turns to Aubrey and fires back with a hard forearm that knocks Aubrey onto her back! Aubrey sits up, looking at the former World Champion in shock. Sally grins at her and extends a hand to help Aubrey up. Aubrey reaches up for her hand-- and then brings Sally to the ground, trying to lock in a Crossface!
Beckett: Sally’s been gone for eight months! She forgot that a Parker is never to be trusted!
Nailz: And AJP is looking for the Crossface!
Sally crawls desperately to the ropes and is able to hook an arm around the middle rope before Parker can lock the hold in! Parker rolls away and lifts her hands up, feigning innocence as she climbs to her feet. Sally climbs up and Parker charges her, nailing a Running Front Dropkick to the side of the head! Sally falls out of the ring over the middle rope and hits the floor! Parker starts to go after her, but the referee holds her back and turns to check on Sally through the ropes. Sally climbs up using the apron and Aubrey kneels down in the center of the ring with a devious smirk.
Nailz: It seems that AJP is proud of herself after that assault on Sally!
Beckett: Why shouldn’t she be? She’s just confirming what all of these people were afraid to admit all along!
Sally enters the ring again, shaking out the proverbial cobwebs. Aubrey beckons her forward for a lock-up, and Sally strides toward her-- but blasts AJP with a stomp to the gut! Aubrey cries out in pain and falls to a knee. Sally shoots the ropes and comes back, going for a running Leg Lariat, but Aubrey throws herself back, avoiding it! Sally pivots, and Aubrey leaps to her feet but turns and shoots a low lick to the back of Sally’s knee! Sally hits the ground and Aubrey grabs both legs, flipping over Sally for a Jackknife pin cover! The referee slides into make the count.
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Both women rise to their knees, facing each other, but Sally springs up first and charges Aubrey for a high knee, and Aubrey goes to counter with a Back Body Drop, but Sally counters into a Sunset Flip to the delight of the audience! Again, the referee moves into position.
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Nailz: They’ve studied every move! Counter after counter, and these women don’t look like they have any intention of slowing down!
Both of them roll to their feet and Aubrey swings at Sally for a roundhouse kick, but Sally ducks down and tries to hook Aubrey for a Schoolboy, but Aubrey grapevines Sally’s arm halfway through the roll and goes for the Crossface again! The crowd is electric and Sally cries out in desperation as AJP attempts to lock the hold in, over her mouth, but Sally begins to rise to her knees and then up to her feet, taking AJP to the mat with a Japanese Arm Drag! Parker rolls back to her feet, and Sally nails a Calf Kick! Parker hits the mat and AJP rolls out of the ring, ascending to the top turnbuckle.
Beckett: Sally’s thinkin’ high risk!
Sally leaps from the top rope for a Cross Body, but Parker leaps into the air and nails a Dropkick to the ribcage! The crowd groans in empathy as Sally crashes to the mat! Parker hits the ropes and nails a Corkscrew Lionsault to a pop from the audience! Sally clutches her ribs in agony and begins to climb to her knees, but Parker shoots the ropes again, coming back to nail a running Leg Lariat of her own, driving Sally to the mat! Sally is folded up from the impact and Parker hooks both legs!
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Nailz: And how close was that?! Sally’s return to APW was almost ruined!
Parker forces Sally to her feet and Irish Whips her into the corner! She follows up, going for a Spear into the corner, but Sally is able to contort herself and slide out of the ring through the top and middle rope! Aubrey stops before smashing into the ring post. She turns to Sally and aims a forearm for her jaw, but Sally ducks! She grabs Parker by the base of the neck and drops from the apron, choking her over the top rope! Aubrey staggers, in pain, to the center of the ring and Sally leaps up to the top turnbuckle, diving off to hit a Missile Dropkick! Aubrey rolls head-over-heels from the maneuver and all the way to a seated position in the opposite corner. Sally measures her and follows up, charging forward and nailing a knee strike to Parker’s sternum! Parker clutches her chest in pain and she’s forced to her feet by Talfourd, and driven to the mat with the Corkscrew Neckbreaker!
Nailz: DANGER ZONE!
Beckett: And these barbarians in Hawaii love it! Aubrey might be hurt! She landed right on her head!
Nailz: It’s been a while since we’ve seen thast on Asylum-- and look! The cover!
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Beckett: But it wasn’t enough! Not tonight!
Parker crawls to the ropes and begins to pull himself up to her feet, holding a hand over her heart, breathing in anguish. Sally grins at her from the middle of the ring and Parker glares. She runs forward and goes for a Clothesline, but Sally ducks! Aubrey stops, however, instead of shooting the ropes. She spins around and nails a Russian Leg Sweep! Aubrey rolls through, however, back to her feet with Sally still in position-- and drives her face-first to the canvas with a Forward Russian Leg Sweep! The crowd is electric for the display and Aubrey pushes herself to her knees. With one hand, she rubs Sally’s face into the canvas, whispering something to her before she backs into the corner and ascends to the second rope. Sally groggily gets to her feet, and Aubrey jumps from the second turnbuckle to hit a Diving Axe Kick! Sally goes completely still before slowly falling backward onto the mat!
Nailz: I don’t know what that was, but Sally Talfourd is unconscious! She has to be! Aubrey’s inching for that cover!
Aubrey hooks Sally’s near leg and lies across her for the cover, counting along with one hand raised high in the air as the referee counts.
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Beckett: And again! Unbelievable!
Nailz: That was pure instinct!
Aubrey finally shows frustration, shrieking at the referee ”do your job!” This earns a negative reaction from what was originally a partisan crowd. Aubrey lifts Sally up by the hair, earning scolding from the referee, but Sally, out of nowhere hooks Aubrey in position for the Reverse STO!
Nailz: THE MAKEOVER!
Sally goes for the Swinging Reverse STO, but Parker fights out of it, frantically, hitting elbows to the mouth and side of the head! Sally is forced to back away, clutching her jaw in pain… And Parker sprints forward, leaping into the air, going for a Leaping Reverse STO!
Beckett: NO-- MAKEUNDER!
Sally is able to catch Parker in mid-air, however, and slam her to the ground with what can best be described as a Spinebuster! Both women lie side-by-side in pain on the mat while the audience applauds at the exchange. Sally is the first to climb to her feet, and she takes notice of the grounded Aubrey J. Parker. Sally’s eyes widen and she looks toward the ropes. Sally sprints at them and in one swift motion, leaps onto the top rope, steadying herself for a moment before performing a Springboard Moonsault!
Nailz: At there’s the Happy Ending! If Sally can crawl over to Aubrey and make the cover, this thing’s over!
Aubrey lies completely still in the middle of the ring while Sally does her best to regain composure. Sally crawls, slowly but surely toward the fallen Aubrey.
Nailz: Cover her, Sally!
Beckett: Ahh! Aubrey, get up!
Several members of the audience rise to their feet, turning their attention to the ramp as Sally finally crawls on top of Parker! The referee drops down to make the count!
...But suddenly, Sally Talfourd is dragged out of the ring!
Nailz: What the--?!
Sally is grabbed from behind by none other than Young Mannie! With a fistful of hair, Mannie whispers something to Sally and then launches her shoulder-first into the steel steps! The referee immediately calls for the bell and the crowd boos, loudly.
Nailz: You’ve gotta be KIDDING ME! What in the hell is MANNIE doing out here?!
Beckett: ...Oh, are you actually asking? I thought he just made it obvious.
Nailz: Damn it! Mannie lifts Sally up again, in a rear-waistlock… But he releases her and leaps into the air, bringing her violently to the ringside floor mats with a Reverse Bulldog… The Fatal Attraction. The crowd boos Mannie as he stands over the fallen “Last Magician.” Nailz: What business… What business did Mannie have out here?Beckett: Absolutely none. But since when has that stopped him? He’s stepping up, trying to make something of himself! And look! He just beat down Sally Talfourd during her return!”MANNIE SUCKS!”
”MANNIE SUCKS!”
”MANNIE SUCKS!” Nailz: Sally Talfourd is victorious in her debut tonight by means of disqualification, but this isn’t the way she wanted to return, Steve. I know it’s not.Beckett: Who wants to return, getting trumped by jealous, grumpy, ex-rival?Mannie looks up at the camera and flashes his trademark grin and a wink. He looks down at Sally again and mouths a kiss to her before backing away, grinning and chuckling to himself before he turns and makes his way to the back. We fade to black on the image of a near-motionless Sally. [/font] |
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Post by biggs on Sept 9, 2013 21:41:41 GMT -4
With the Main Event coming up shortly, the Interim GM Jason Kash is seen walking the beach with his bare feet splashing in the break of the Ocean. All by himself he stares out over the beautiful waters of Lahaina beach. Suddenly he hears whispers coming from behind him but he keeps walking forward, heading back to the lights and ring of where Asylum is being held. That's when someone grabs his arm and pulls him in a turn around. Man: We were told we could find you out here..By yourself..It was the same men who Raab had sent to remove him the night he was fired. The same men who took him out to the parking garage and beat him, jumped him like a street gang. He smiled knowing what was to come. Kash: So what, Raabies sent you to get me? Maybe if you remove me again, he'll get this job back? Ha..Alright..Let's go!The four men begin to surround Kash and he breaks into action, kicking up water mixed with wet sand after digging his toes into the surface below his feet. It sprays up and one of the men swipe it trying to block. Kash dives into him with a Shoulder Charged Spear and begins throwing punches. The other three grab Kash, ripping him off the man under him. Kash throws a back elbow, catching one of the guys holding him to the mouth. The man on the ground pushes up and throws out a demand. Man: We hear you're afraid of the Ocean! How about we take a swim!!Kash ducks a punch and hits a well placed uppercut on one of the now former Security guards of Stefan Raab. He turns just in time to catch another rushing him and he whips them with a Side Belly to Belly. That's when he is kicked to the stomach. They start to dog pile stomp on him as he slips around in the shallowness of the ocean's break. Almost as if things slow down into slow motion, he can see the roar of the fans at ringside down the beach. None of them seemingly knowing this beatdown is happening RIGHT now as they watch it on the big screen setup at the top of a small hill near the ring. Then a kick to the face puts everything in current speed again. He feels the pound of pain throbbing in his face but reaches out and grabs a foot. He's not sure who's foot it is but he rips it towards him. Then the stomps stop happening. Man: GET HIM!! Teach him to stay out of our business!Kash lays there blinking for a moment, trying to understand what had just happened. He pushes up covered in water, soaked down to his Scooby Doo boxer briefs. He looks up and sees the security team laid out and thinks how he accomplished that. That's when he notices the big man before him. Kash: Sh...Shadow?Shadow: I'm so tired of Stefan Raab and his games. You alright? You held your own longer than most would against four men.Kash: So says the man who took them all out single handedly. Well except that one I pulled his leg. Totally had him!! Heh..Thanks man, I might have bitten off more than I could chew..Help me would ya?Shadow shrugs not knowing what Kash wants help with but watches as Jason Kash pulls up one of the men. He runs them straight for the Ocean and with a grip to the back of their head, he launches them forward. The man flips forward and lands into the knee deep part of the Ocean. Shadow gets the idea and grabs another as Kash comes back for another himself. After tossing all four of them into the Ocean, Kash slaps his hands clean and extends to Shadow. The big man accepts and grips the extended hand as they shake. Kash nods and points towards the ring as they two head back. Our cameras return to the ring where Jack Spade is already standing alongside Adam Stenfelder. Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Asylum’s own… JACK SPAAAAAAAAAAAADE!There is a mild pop for the Asylum interviewer who greets the fans with a polite wave. He thanks Adam Stenfelder, and Stenfelder exits the ring. Spade: Alright, ladies and gentlemen… I promised you guys an interview. I promised to bring you the story STRAIGHT from the horse’s mouth… Or… Horses’ mouths, in this case, and I promised you that tonight, we would find out EXACTLY what happened fourteen nights ago at Shockwave. As you can see, fresh off of a very competitive bout with Sally Talfourd, we have Ms. Aubrey J. Parker here with us at ringside. Aubrey?Jack Spade sits on the middle rope, allowing Aubrey an easy entrance. She thanks him, but folds her arms uncomfortably once in the ring and sits in the corner. Spade: And without further ado…There is a pop as Spade begins to introduce our next, obvious guest. Spade: Please welcome your APW Undisputed Champion… TERRRRYYYYY MAAARRRVIIIINNNN! IT’S SHOWTIME The lights dim as the fans get to their feet with loud boos while Nas’ “Hate Me Now” begins to blare through the loudspeakers as fireworks hit on the stage area just as Terry comes walking through the curtain with his title raised high in the air. He holds his hands out and does a few spins while the crowd roars for the Undisputed Champion. Terry tries to suppress a grin, but a half-smile crosses his face, making his way to ringside. Beckett: I swear. You marry some rich dude’s daughter and win a title in some other company, and all of a sudden, you’re a hero. What the hell…Nailz: These fans have been able to relate to the champ lately. He’s been just as confused over the past two months as the rest of us!Terry slides into the ring, hopping up to his feet and rushing to the turnbuckles to hop up-- showing some discomfort-- but proudly displaying the APW Undisputed Title. He does the same in the other three corners before heading back to the middle of the ring. After taking in that reaction for a few moments, Terry’s music fades. We see that there are now two office chairs placed in the ring, and Jack Spade motions for both Aubrey and Terry to take seats. Terry gestures for Aubrey to sit first. She obliges and Terry, takes a seat next. Nailz: I dunno if he was being a gentlemen or if he was being cautious…Beckett: If he’s smart, a little bit of both.Jack Spade clears his throat and looks between the two, twirling the microphone in his hand for a moment before speaking. Spade: I’m gonna do what everybody here wants, and I’m gonna get right down to the nitty-gritty. You don’t mind, do you, guys?Terry grins and shakes his head, but Aubrey still looks visibly uncomfortable. The crowd cheers at the proposition, though! Jack Spade turns and his gaze settles on Aubrey, who meets his eyes after a few seconds. Spade: I want to get into what happened right here in this ring a month ago. I want to know, just like everyone here in Lahaina wants to know, why you tried to nearly decapitate Terry a month ago on Asylum. The first time, you claimed that it was an accident, and I think your New Sindicate comrades believed you, but the rest of the world--AJP: No one wanted to give me a chance.This provokes a mixed reaction from the audience and Aubrey continues. AJP: Everybody wanted to believe that because I was the number one contender for Terry’s Undisputed Title that I was going to take any shortcut that I could, no matter how potentially damaging, and no matter HOW underhanded. And you know what? I wanted to. I wanted to hit Terry right between the eyes that night. I held that belt in my hands, and I thought about it. I did. Is that what you wanna hear?There is a roar from the audience, and Aubrey smirks. AJP: But I didn’t do what these people want to believe I did. I didn’t go out of my way to get the jump on Terry, because BEFORE Terry was my opponent, and BEFORE I was the number one contender-- before Test for the Best-- before all of this, Terry was my friend. Terry Marvin is one of the only people in that entire locker room that actually gave a damn about Aubrey J. Parker, and I didn’t always show it, but it meant more to me than anybody on this beach is ever going to realize. Terry Marvin is the only reason that I didn’t pack my bags and follow Christian Kane out the door in June. Terry Marvin is the reason that M&M didn’t fly out of Maui tonight as a packaged-deal of free agents.
I owe my career to Terry Marvin. I’ve made a lot of mistakes, and I’ve done some shady things, but if everybody is salivating at the thought of me turning my back on Terry Marvin, then they’re going to be sorely disappointed. Just like they were disappointed when there was no huge explosion between Logan and myself… Just like they were disappointed at the end of Test for the Best when Terry and Lester showed each other respect… I never wanted to turn on Terry Marvin.
Everybody else wants me to.There is a loud, mixed reaction at this and Aubrey lowers her microphone, looking out into the masses. Terry raises an eyebrow and looks around at the audience before turning back to Aubrey with a look of amusement. Spade: Well-said. Mr. Marvin, is there anything you would like to add to--?Terry Marvin: Actually…There is loud pop as soon as Terry raised the microphone. He laughs a bit at the reaction, but continues. Terry Marvin: I’m actually curious to hear what Aubrey has to say. Please. Continue.Jack Spade looks a bit confused but shrugs and turns back to Aubrey. Spade: So the incident six weeks ago was a simple mistake; fine. But what about a month ago, right before Shockwave? How do you explain that ASSAULT on Terry?AJP: ...I lost control. I put myself in a situation that I should have never been in. I-- I know how these contract signings go. I’ve gone through them billions of times. I know that tensions can get so high… I know that harmless ribbing can just seem like a personal attack, and… Unfortunately, I’ve got a few screws loose…There is a pop at the confession, but Aubrey continues. AJP: And I reacted in a horrible, horrible way. I went after him. I tried to hurt Terry in that moment, and he reacted the way that any self-respecting World Champion would-- he gave it right back to me. He took the fight out of the ring, and he gave me a preview of what was coming at Shockwave… And then pride got in the way. I saw that he was vulnerable… I saw that I had a chance to make an impact… And I didn’t think about it. I didn’t think about what I was doing. I just--Terry Marvin: You just went for it.AJP: I… yeah…Terry Marvin: You didn’t give a damn about me. You didn’t think about what a Makeunder to the steel steps might do.AJP: At that time-- no. I didn’t.Terry Marvin: And at Shockwave, I reminded you exactly why you should. Didn’t I?There is another pop from the crowd and Aubrey sighs, nodding. AJP: Yeah. You did.Spade: SPEAKING of Shockwave…There is a roar at the interruption and Spade paces between the two. Spade: I think everybody wants to know exactly what happened after that Undisputed Title match. I think everybody wants to know WHY the Unforgiven, Zachariah Blood and Sentinel, stormed that ring and tried to MAIM Terry Marvin! We want to know what “pay up, Parker” really means. And we wanna know right now. We’ve waited long enough… So Aubrey…Jack Spade pauses and looks into the audience, where a loud chant has surfaced. ”PAY UP PAR-KER!”
”PAY UP PAR-KER!”
”PAY UP PAR-KER!” Aubrey looks out into the crowd with an indistinguishable expression on her face. Spade: We know that nearly two months ago, you hired the Sindicate as MERCENARIES to teach a lesson to you former New Sindicate comrade, Logan Alexander, exacerbating his injuries to the point where he left the company this evening… And now… As you can hear, it’s time to make the payment.Terry’s expression turns to a serious one and he turns to look at Aubrey. Spade: So what exactly was it that you promised the Unforgiven as payment?Aubrey begins to raise the microphone. AJP: I…Suddenly, there are boos throughout the crowd as Tyler Harrison emerges from the back! He jogs down to the ring, waving his arms, frantically. Jack Spade raises an eyebrow in confusion, while Terry Marvin slowly climbs to his feet, glaring Tyler down as he slides into the ring. Tyler moves past Terry and makes a “cut-throat” motion to Aubrey. He leans close to her, but we hear some of their conversation through the mic in her hand. Tyler: We can’t talk about this. Not out here.AJP: Dude, we’re in the middle of a--Tyler: Aubrey. Please. Don’t make this any worse.AJP: I just--Tyler: Aubrey, please! We just can’t talk about it. Not here…The crowd boos as Tyler pushes the microphone down and they are no longer able to eavesdrop on the conversation. Spade: Excuse me, Tyler. We’re trying to do an interview here.Tyler and Aubrey ignore Spade and spend another few seconds, conversing, before Tyler pulls away from her. Aubrey looks at him, troubled by whatever news she received, but eventually just nods and exits the ring, to a chorus of boos from the crowd. She makes her way to the announce table and sits, with her head down. Tyler, now holding her microphone turns to Jack Spade. Tyler: This interview’s over.Spade: What?!The crowd boos louder than they possibly had all night! Tyler nods and turns to Terry. Tyler: Don’t gimme that look. You have a match to prepare for. Bring him out.Tyler gives Terry an unimpressed look before turning away from him and exiting the ring, tossing the microphone to Adam Stenfelder. Adam looks confused, but shrugs as the ring is cleared and Jack Spade, with a look of pure contempt toward Tyler Harrison, exits the ring as well. Spade mouths “sorry” to Terry and makes his way to the back. Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen, the following bout is for the APW UNDISPUTED CHAMPIONSHIP and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, representing the New Sindicate, he is the Action Packed Wrestling Undisputed Champion, “The Real Show” TERRRYYY MAAAAARRRRVIIIIN!
...And… His opponent, the challenger…The crowd explodes into cheers as "Hometown Hero" by Big K.R.I.T. begins to blare and fog starts to roll down the entrance way. Stenfelder: From Tampa, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, representing the Dying Breed, he is one half of the APW Tag Team Champions… “The Promise” ANTHONY BAAAILEEEEEEEEYYYY!The surrounding lights turn blue and the fog creates a haze effect. Anthony "The Promise" Bailey, with his Tag Team Title around his waist, steps out from behind the curtain slowly. He stops for a moment, flashes his signature smile, and looks around the beach at the legions of fans. Bailey's eyes widen as he strides to the ring greeting multiple fans. He climbs up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and into the ring. Anthony removes his title, holds it up in the air garnering more cheers, and hands it over to the referee.up the ring steps, steps through the ropes and into the ring. Nailz: When we come back, we have our main event! Bailey! Marvin!Beckett: And we’ve got Tyler and AJP at ringside about to join us on commentary! This is gonna be great!Nailz: Don’t go anywhere! |
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Nailz: And we’re back on Asylum, mere seconds away from this Undisputed Title main event! For the second time in history, we have an Undisputed Title match LIVE here on Asylum!Beckett: You mean the first time. Last time this happened was on Raab-a-Mania! With both men in the ring, the ref calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING! Main Event - APW Undisputed Championship
Terry Marvin © vs Anthony Bailey
The two men immediatly lock up in the center of the ring, with Bailey just exploding out of the corner, taking the champ down with a Lariat!
Nailz: And Anthony Bailey has exploded right out of the gates on this one! He caught Marv with a vicious Lariat as this match starts and Marv already has a busted nose! He’s trying to wear the champ down, quickly!
Tyler: And doing a fine job. Look at him go!
Nailz: If you’re just joining us, that’s the voice of Tyler Harrison. He’s joined us on commentary, and Aubrey J. Parker is seated here with us… but… not participating in the play-by-play, as you can hear.
Beckett: Give her a break. Did you see what Mannie just tried to do to her? AND she had to fight Sally! AND Logan just left APW! It’s a rough night! Take all the time you need, Aubrey.
AJP: Thanks, Steve.
Bailey has Marv in a chin lock on the ground but clubs him with hard blows across the face with his forearm at every opportunity! Marv is eventually able to will himself up to a foot and a knee and take Bailey to the mat with a Snapmare! Bailey rolls back up to his feet and Marv rushes him, but he’s hit with a Savate Kick to the sternum! Marv groans and staggers backward, allowing Bailey to face him and nail a Dropkick! Marv gets his arms up, but the momentum takes him to the mat. Bailey climbs to his feet again, but as he climbs to his knees, Bailey shoots the ropes and dives, hitting a low Reverse Elbow to the jaw! Marv’s head snaps back and he falls onto his back. Bailey goes out to the apron and ascends to the top turnbuckle!
Tyler: Look at Bailey, taking advantage of a confused, hurt, and emotionally scarred Terry Marvin! I love it!
Nailz: What are you talking about? Terry Marvin was medically cleared to compete here tonight, and I don’t think he’s worried about Aubrey’s ‘payment’ to the Unforgiven… by the way… what exactly--?
Tyler: CAN WE FOCUS, PLEASE?
Nailz: Okay. But you sound guilty. And Bailey’s up top! Marv’s up to his feet… AND BAILEY WITH A DIVING DDT! CRISP! BEAUTIFUL!
Beckett: He just spiked Terry’s head into the canvas!
Anthony Bailey pushes the Undisputed Champion onto his back and hooks both legs.
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Beckett: The champ kicks out, but Bailey has him right back in that Rear Chin Lock!
Tyler: Terry was already a numbskull. That shouldn’t have surprised anybody.
Nailz: I didn’t know “numbskull” was still a thing.
Terry fights out of the Chin Lock again with a rhythmic clap of support from the crowd. He gets to his knees and grabs the middle rope. Bailey breaks the hold at the count of one and backs away with both hands in the air-- but Terry Marvin sprints to his feet and pivots, rushing Bailey! Bailey captures Terry with a hard Clothesline, however! Terry hits the mat and climbs up. Bailey rushes him for a second Clothesline, but Terry counters into a perfect Side-Effect to the delight of our Lahaina audience! Bailey holds the back of his head in pain and rolls to the middle of the ring. Breathing heavily, Terry forces him up to his feet, crossing both arms over his chest and nailing a Russian Leg Sweep!
Beckett: Bailey is CANCELLED!
Terry spends a few moments trying to regain composure, but as he inches his way toward Bailey, Bailey rolls onto stomach to avoid the pin. Terry pushes himself up to his feet and goes to pull Bailey up again-- but Bailey nails a Jawbreaker! Terry grunts in pain and Bailey climbs to his feet, catching the unbalanced Terry with a Spinning Backfist! Terry’s head jerks back from the maneuver and Bailey lifts him up onto his shoulders for a Fireman’s Carry. The crowd roars as Bailey fires off with a Death Valley Driver! Terry cries out as he’s driven to the mat again and Bailey hooks both legs for the cover!
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Nailz: Whoa! I thought he had it!
Beckett: I swear-- Anthony Bailey has never been on his game like he’s on his game this evening in Lahaina. Every move is flawless, and no motion is wasted, but this is Terry Marvin!
Tyler: Careful, Steve. Anthony was holding World Championship gold here in APW while Terry Marvin was still in Kurt Noble’s shadow. Don’t count him out, ha!
Both men are up to their feet again, but Anthony is just a second quicker. He swings and catches Terry with an open-hand to the jaw. Terry reels but fires back with a closed fist to a mixed reaction! Bailey is knocked back into the ropes, and Terry immediately capitalizes, going for a Clothesline-- but Bailey launches Terry up and over, all the way to the floor! Terry groans in pain, using the announce table to pull himself up.
Nailz: Incoming!
Terry turns around in time to see Bailey launch himself between the ropes with a Suicide Dive, and he scrambles out of the way! Bailey smashes into the top of the table and flies between Russ T. Nailz and Tyler Harrison into the guardrail behind them! The crowd is eruptive at the display and Terry Marvin uses a few moments to catch his breath, but then leaps over the table to collect Bailey!
Beckett: Terry should just slide back into the ring and take the count-out win. Bailey might’ve just broken his own damn neck.
Aubrey and Tyler move out of the way as Terry guides Bailey back toward the ring. Bailey looks to be out on his feet and Terry goes to slam his head into the edge of the apron, but Bailey fights off with elbows to the midsection. Terry halts his offense with a knee to the sternum and positions Bailey for a Side-Effect on the outside!
Tyler: Ohooohoo, groovy!
Bailey is able to plant his feet, however-- and he counters with an elbow to the jaw, followed by a Northern Lights Suplex! Marvin arches his back in pain on the outside and Bailey uses the apron to pull himself up. Wiping sweat from his brow, he forces Marvin back to his feet and slides him into the ring under the bottom rope. As Bailey enters, however, Terry is already up to his feet, and delivers a double-axe handle to Bailey’s back! Terry shoots the ropes and Bailey rises to his feet, only to be caught with a Spinning Wheel Kick! As our cameras pan in, we see that Terry’s nose has started to bleed again, but he simply wipes the blood away and goes out to the apron and up to the top turnbuckle. As Bailey climbs to his feet, Terry takes him down with a Diving Lariat! He scrambles for the cover!
Beckett: Right across the nose! Some payback for earlier!
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Tyler: Close… But Bailey’s still got fight in him!
Terry forces Bailey to his feet and Irish Whips him, viciously, into the turnbuckles. Clutching his ribs, Bailey falls out of the corner and Terry hits him with a Release German Suplex! Bailey is flipped through the air and lands on his belly, but climbs to his feet again, but staggers right into a Sidewalk Slam! Bailey holds the back of his head again and rolls up to his feet. Terry shoots the ropes and comes back, diving low to smash a forearm across Bailey’s skull! Bailey hits the mat and Terry hops to his feet, encouraging the divided crowd to get behind him.
Nailz: And finally, the champ gets into this thing! He’s fired up!
Terry Marvin goes to Irish Whip Anthony Bailey across the ring, but Bailey pivots and reverses it, pulling Marv into a Short-Arm Clothesline, taking Mark head-over-heels to the mat! The crowd groans in sympathy at Marv’s landing and Anthony Bailey forces him up and positions for a Scoop Slam. The crowd grows loud as they realize what’s coming next-- and Bailey drops Terry for a Sit-Out Scoop Slam Piledriver!
Nailz: GUARANTEED SUCCESS!
Beckett: What?! Out of nowhere! Cover! New champion!
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Tyler: Was that three? No? How do you kick OUT of that?!
Beckett: Hahaha, Bailey is MAAAAD.
Anthony Bailey gives the referee a very concerned and confused look. He shakes his head, murmurming to himself and brings Marv up to his feet again. With a battle cry, Bailey launches Marv face-first into the top turnbuckle! Marv sinks to his knees in the corner and Bailey grabs a hold of the ropes on either side of Marv and launches himself into the air, swinging down with a powerful Dropkick to the back of his neck, sending Marv face-first into the middle turnbuckle! Marv rolls back onto the canvas and Bailey forces him to his feet, nailing a Full Nelson Slam! He sits on his knees, glaring down at the champion for a moment and then hooks the far leg.
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Nailz: That’s it! The referee counted the three!
Tyler: Use your eyes, bro. Look-- Marv got his foot on the bottom rope!
Beckett: Hahaha, tough break for Anthony Bailey. He wants to be a double-champion just like Jair! I can see it!
Bailey glares at Marv’s foot on that bottom rope… And he springs to his feet, stomping away, viciously at the left leg of Terry Marvin! The crowd goes into a frenzy as Bailey drops to his knees and begins to hammer away, viciously, at Terry Marvin’s head and neck area while the champion covers up. The referee eventually has no choice but to get between them and physically restrain Bailey.
Tyler: Nothing makes you lose your cool quite like a title opportunity. Right, Aubs?
Bailey tells the referee ”I’m cool” and the ref backs off-- but Bailey rushes at Marv again, stomping away at his ribs and sternum to a loud, but mixed reaction from the crowd! Marv flails and eventually rolls into the ropes. The referee shoves Bailey off and gives him a vocal, frustrated warning. Marv pulls himself to his feet before the ref can check on him, and tackles Bailey to the mat with a double-leg takedown! He hammers away and the two trade fists and forearms, rolling around the ring.
Nailz: The gloves are off! Now it’s a fight!
Terry Marvin gains the upperhand with a vicious jaw-rocking shot with a closed fist. Bailey is dazed and he rolls onto his stomach, again to avoid a pinfall, but Terry ties up both arms and goes for his patented “Show’s Over” Crossface-- but Bailey rolls away and into the ropes! It doesn’t stop Terry, who maintains a grip on one of Bailey’s arms and pulls him away from the ropes and to his feet in a Double-Arm DDT! The crowd roars as they anticipate what’s coming…
...And Terry lifts Bailey into the air, driving him into the canvas with a vicious Sit-Out Double Arm DDT! Bailey’s jaw bounces off of the canvas from the maneuver and Terry forces him over onto his back, hooking both legs.
Nailz: ...and that’s why he’s the Undisputed Champion.
Beckett: But Bailey put up a damned good fight.
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Tyler: AHHAAAA LOOK AT THAAAAT!
Nailz: ANTHONY BAILEY KICKED OUT OF THE WHIPLASH!
Terry Marvin sits up, looking at the referee in complete anguish, shaking his head, holding up three fingers… but the referee reassures him that the count was two. Terry, in a mixture of exhaustion and disappointment, collapses to the mat, throwing his hands over his face.
Beckett: I don’t get it! This doesn’t HAPPEN!
”LET’S GO BAILEY!”
”LET’S GO BAILEY!”
”LET’S GO BAILEY!”
Anthony Bailey begins to stir, pushing himself up to his hands and knees. Terry Marvin pushes himself to his knees, running his hands through his hair and cursing under his breath. He forces Bailey to his feet again, and for the second time, lifts him up, and drives him viciously to the canvas with the Whiplash. This time, the crowd falls hushed and Terry breathes heavily, glaring at Bailey, before rolling on to of him and hooking the far leg.
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The bell sounds and there is a loud, but mixed reaction as Terry Marvin rolls off of Bailey.
Stenfelder: Ladies and gentlemen… Your winner… And STILL the APW Undisputed Champion… TERRRYYYYY MAAAAAAAAA--! Nailz: HEY!Adam Stenfelder is thrown into the steel steps, and Russ T. Nails is tossed to the ground. The crowd boos loudly and our cameras pan to the announce table. Tyler Harrison and Aubey J. Parker are still seated, with their eyes pointed downward. Sentinel stands over Adam Stenfelder and Zachariah Blood, with a grin, places Russ T. Nails’ headset on. Zachariah: We’re here.With a chuckle, Blood removes the headset and tosses it aside. Both men climb into the ring and Terry Marvin, from his seated position, looks up at the two. It’s difficult to distinguish Terry’s expression, but he is slowly backed into a corner as the members of the Unforgiven close in on him. Beckett: Is this about to happen again? Can Terry take another beating like this?! Aubrey? Tyler? Aren’t you guys gonna do something?Aubrey continues to look downward, arms crossed, and unspeaking. Tyler Harrison removes his headset and buries his face in his hands. We return to the ring where Sentinel and Blood both close in on Terry with Blood reaching down toward the Undisputed Champion… ...But he suddenly turns around, catching the stirring Anthony Bailey with a Shining Wizard to the crowd’s dismay! Beckett: Oh--!Bailey goes limp and the two members of the Unforgiven begin to stomp, violently away at Anthony Bailey. Marvin sits in the corner in pure confusion. He pulls himself up and begins to walk forward-- but he’s tripped from the outside and dragged out of the ring! The crowd boos as Tyler Harrison pulls Terry out of the ring and restrains him, leading him to the back. Beckett: Where the hell is the New Sindicate going?!Terry looks back toward the ring in confusion and can be seen questioning Tyler, but Tyler continues to force the exhausted, hurt Undisputed Champion to the back. With her gaze still downcast, Aubrey, clutching Terry’s Undisputed Title follows them up the ramp. She pauses and turns, casting a glare toward the ring as Sentinel lifts the motionless Bailey to his feet in the Suplex position. Blood holds his arms out and invites Parker to the ring, but not before moving to the ropes and screaming, once more ”PAY UP. PARKER!”A mild ”A-J-P!” chant surfces throughout the crowd and Aubrey seems prepared to run back to the ring… But she stops. She looks back at Tyler, who gives her a disapproving look. Aubrey turns… And backs away from the ring, instead following Terry and Tyler to the back, to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Beckett: You know what they say. Live to fight another day.Sentinel lifts Bailey up for the Black Sunset… But the audience roars as Jair Hopkins rushes out from the back! Beckett: Bailey’s partner is here! Jair Hopkins has arrived!Hopkins slides into the ring to go after the two-- but he’s caught with a boot to the jaw by Blood! Hopkins and Blood trade blows in the corner, but the crowd pops again as from the back… Beckett: JACE SAVAGE! BRIAN HOLLYWOOD!Sentinel throws Bailey aside and slaps Blood on the back as warning. Blood smirks, but quickly exits the ring alongside Sentinel. Beckett: That could’ve been horrible! But NewGen Rising is here! The Unforgiven, at leaast tonight, has been forced to retreat!The crowd boos as Zachariah Blood and Sentinel hop the barricade, making their way to the back. Sentinel marches along, pushing past fans, while Blood continues to grin at the four competitors in the ring. We fade to black as Hopkins helps the broken, battered Anthony Bailey to his feet.
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