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Post by President Jeff on Oct 28, 2013 22:14:54 GMT -4
As the intro video ends, Pyro shoots from the stage. The Halloween music continues as the camera pans through the Japanese crowd before stopping on the commentators. Harvey: Welcome everyone to the one night where APW throws out the rule book. The one night where anything goes. Welcome everyone to ONE NIGHT IN HELL!!Chase: I am Johnny Chase, along side me is Darren Harvey and what a show we have in store. Harvey: Lots of exciting matches. This PPV is so big that its taking place in 2 diffenrent arenas.Chase: The crowd is excited for that. Tonight you will witness Level One defending the World Heavyweight Title against Johnny Rebel. A match everyone can’t wait forHarvey: Lets not forget the Fans Bring the Weapons match. AC Smith defend his title against Leon Roberts and Mad MumfChase: And the match I’m looking forward to the most, the Fatal 4 Way Bra and Panties match for the North American Title!Harvey: Lets switch it to Russ T Nailz and Steve Beckett to run down some of the Asylum matches.Nailz: Thanks Darren. I’m Russ T Nailz along side me is Steve Beckett and let me say, tonight is going to prove why Action Packed Wrestling is the best wrestling promotion in the world today.Beckett: That’s right Russ. You will see tonight, A War Games Match. Two rings surrounded by a steel cage structure. One one team, we have CJ Gates, Biggs, Jason Kash and Reaver and they are taking on the Black Hand. The team of Stafan Raab, Michael Jennings, Chris Madison and Niobe Martin.Nailz: Lets not forget the big tag team title match tonight. The Dying Breed defend against The Unforgiven and New Gen Rising.Beckett: And our main event. What’s become a tradition for this event lately Nailz: We’re talking about the EXTREME Elimination Chamber match for the Undisputed Title. Aubrey J Parker defends against Terry Marvin, Shadow, Blade, Young Mannie and Sally Talfourd. Beckett: I’m getting word that something is going on backstage, lets go there.Our crowd is at a deafening roar already as our arenas slowly fade into the backstage area... the double doors separating the arena's corridors from the parking lot are thrust open, and a gust of wind from the chilled Tokyo air accompany none other than our APW Undisputed Champion, who earns a thunderous, very split reaction from our audience. She is looking down every corner-- into every doorway-- and even over her shoulder every few seconds as she power-walks down the hall. She slides to a stop, however, and her eyes widen... before her entire face falls into a grimace as she observes a hulking figure before her that the cameras don't initially reveal. AJP: Christ...
Voice: "HELLOOOOOOOOO, GORGEOUS!!!"
The sarcastic belting comes from a familiar voice, and we put a figure to that voice when our camera swivels around. It's the Big Apple Asskicker, A.C. Smith, and the crowd erupts in unanimous approval when the fans see the APW Xtreme Champion's smirk... Meanwhile, Parker is anything but happy at the sight of her arch-enemy, and she wrinkles her nose just a bit in disgust. A.C.: "Well, I guess it was only a matter of time before our paths crossed. You look as miserable as ever, by the way."
Parker looks at Smith for a long time... perhaps upwards of fifteen seconds, seething, in silence. Her face is growing redder by the second, and the crowd grows louder just as quickly, waiting for the Undisputed Champion to explode... AJP: OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OH. EM. GEE!Feigning pure excitement and glee, Parker drops her belongings and runs forward, throwing her arms around Smith's neck in a "friendly" embrace. AJP: IT'S THE XTREME CHAMPION! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I know-- ohmygod-- I know why you're here! I know why you're here,Parker drops down from the much-taller Smith and unzips her jacket, revealing the Undisputed Title... And her faux smile fades into that familiar grimace again. AJP: You wanna measure dicks, bitch. Well, LOOK. Mine's bigger. Talketh thy shit. I beggeth of thee.
A.C.: "Whoa. Easy on the cocaine use, Aubs."
Parker's eyes grow wide.
A.C.: "Too soon?"
AJP: That was like two ye--Pointing a finger at Smith, she stops herself mid-sentence and takes a deep breath. AJP: I want you to acknowledge it. I want you to congratulate me, you pig.
A.C.: "Why would I ever want to do that? We haven't seen each other in, what, years? I don't know about you, but I always thought that was a pretty good relationship!He smirks, giving Parker a once-over before uttering a sigh and bending down a bit, so he is nose-level with the much shorter AJP. A.C.: "You and I have never seen eye-to-eye... If your way of doing business works for you and makes you happy, you go, girl. But you're the one who has to deal with your own decisions, and judging by that jittery entrance and what happened on Asylum a few weeks ago-- you're not exactly doing well in that regard. Doesn't seem to bode well for that Chamber tonight, right? I mean-- you have Sally in there... and Shadow... things have looked better, haven't they, Jess?"Smith smirks and the crowd pops at his comments. AJP looks away for a moment, breathing a small sigh... before turning toward Smith, angling her head and giving him a nod. AJP: Good luck tonight, Smith. I'll be keeping an eye on you. Every second... Every move... I'm watching you, love.Smith looks at her, his expression falling into a curious, almost agitated glance for a moment before he thoughtfully backs away, a hand on his jaw. He laughs a little and nods. A.C.: "Good."Aubrey glares at him, adjusting her championship for emphasis. Smith strides past her and makes his way toward the entrance as our camera fades to black. Tony: The opening contest is a fans bring the weapons match and it is scheduled for one fall
The lights fade, before the stage begins to flicker just as 'Scum Of The Earth' begins to play. Scum of the Earth! COME ON!A massive amount of pyro burst from the stage and ramp. the ramp fire continues to burn, as red for is seen from the stage. Leon and Demonica rise up from under the stage, and appear sitting on a skeleton bone throne, with Demonica sitting on Leon's lap. Tony: Introducing first, he is LEON ROBERTS!
Both Leon and Demonica rise up. Once they do, Demonica hooks her arm with Leon, facing the crowd they begin to walk through the fire ramp, with Leon raising his free arm in the devil horns. The two begin to walk down to the ring. Once at the ring, Leon enters first, holding the rope open for Demonica. Once both are inside, Leon yells, as pyro burst from the four corners. Demonica then takes off Leon's jacket, as he awaits for his opponent. The main arena lights go out, leaving only a blue light filling the arena as the opening strains of Comfort Eagle play over the loudspeakers. Mad Mumf steps onto the entrance ramp, accompanied by Ryan Mumford and Ivy Summers, in his ring gear and a sleeveless hoodie. The hood's pulled over his head and his head is bowed down as he bounces on the balls of his feet to the beat of the music. Tony: The second competitor, he is MAD MUMF!
As the tempo picks up he takes both hands yanks the hood off his head and throws his fists in the air as pyro goes off behind him on the ramp. He begins making his way to the ring, occasionally high fiving a fan before sliding in under the bottom rope. stretching his wrists and neck before awaiting his opponent. “ALL OF THE LIGHTS” Fireworks go off in time with the bass to the song as a large, dark silhouette appears on the stage. It stands still as a statue as the music continues and the capacity crowd cheers its collective heart out. The lights slowly come back on around the building, and only now does the big man move down the aisle. He confidently surveys the scene around him and touches the outstretched hands of fans as the chorus kicks in. “Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the liiiiights” Tony: And finally, he is the current APW Xtreme Champion, he is A…C….SMITH!
Smith soaks in the admiration as he pauses just for a moment at the ringside steps. However, the multiple-time world champion quickly pops up to the apron, runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and poses atop it to more cheers from the crowd. After a few seconds, Smith pivots and jumps down to the ring, where he begins to loosen up for his upcoming match. Triple Theat Xtreme Championship Match
“The Big Apple Asskicker” A.C. Smith (c) vs. Mad Mumf vs. Leon Roberts
Smith is shaking with anger ready to get this match started. Leon Roberts looks like a Demon ready to be released from hell. Mumf runs to attack Roberts and they start swinging wild punches,, but are caught off guard by A.C. who explodes with a double running SPEAR!!!!!!. Roberts rolls out of the ring holding his ribs. Smith and Mumf get back to their feet and Mumf is met with a kick in the gut, is sent into the ropes, lifted up...EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!!!!!!!!
Chase: I think Mumf’s head left his body!
Harvey: It can be used as a weapon now!
BUZZ...BUZZZ….BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, Leon Roberts looks up to the ropes and starts going to town on them, he’s fraying the ropes. Smith lifts Mumf up for a powerbomb, but Mumf reverses it into a sit out facebuster. Roberts is still fraying the ropes. Mumf for the cover!
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The top rope is cut down to the wire. Roberts turns around and sees a fan with some hedgeclippers...Roberts takes them and cuts the ropes, they all fall limp. Mumf looks at the ropes gives Leon an eye roll. In the split second that Mumf took to look at Leon
A.C. Smith was able to take Mumf down with a hard running clothesline; placing his bicep right under the chin of Mumf sending him back first onto the canvas below them. Instead of going for the pin A.C. Smith deemed it alright to have the desire to want to continue this match and bring more physical harm to his opposition.
A.C. Smith exited the ring and reached his right arm out to wrap his built fingers around a five foot long arm crutch that a fan had provided to him at his expense. The Xtreme Champion got right back into the ring. A.C. Smith realized Mumf was just now slowly rising back to his feet after that impactful clothesline. Smith lifted the arm crutch high above his head then brought it down with so much force a loud grunt could be heard escaping the confines of his lips.
THWACK!
Smith struck Mumf right in the middle back section of his body. Mumf yelped out in agony. Smith struck him one more time. This time it got louder.
THWACK!
Harvey: A.C. Smith; maybe the Xtreme Champion is taking it too far.
Chase: Did you just hear yourself? You said the XTREME EX-TREME champ is taking it too far. Taking it too far won this man the championship. And it'll help him keep it.
Smith lifted the crutch one more time. Leon Roberts finally worked his way back into this match as a factor by wrapping his arms around The Xtreme Champion's waist from the back. He lifted Smith up all the way and slammed him down onto a steel chair that happened to be there in place by pure luck already.
CRASH!
Smith felt a surge of pain shoot through his own back.
Harvey: That is all she wrote.
Leon Roberts hooked the inner leg of the Xtreme Champion in hopes of claiming the gold as his very own. The crowd was cheered at the idea of a title changing hands this early at a pay preview event.
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Mumf barely pushed Leon Roberts off the Champion preventing the title from changing hands. Mumf grabbed Leon by the head and struck him with a head butt then he took Roberts by the tights and tossed him onto the outside floor. That being easy because there wasn't any rope there to stop Leon from crashing and burning with a loud smack sound.
Harvey: Ouch Leon crashed outside. That's gotta hurt. Remember kids don't try this stuff at home.
A fan tossed two pairs of brass knuckles inside of the ring. Smith was good to get one pair but so was Mumf. The crowd began to cheer.
Chase: What is this a brass knuckle fist fight?!?
Mumf took a big swing at the champion but smith was able to duck it. Smith took his own swing at the first of his two challengers. Mumf leaped back to avoid being knocked out.
Harvey: I've never seen anything like it! Looks dangerous. The fans have directed how this match has played out.
Chase: You don't say??
After a series of careful swings and pullbacks A.C. Smith caught Mumf right in the jaw with a strike sending him right down. Out cold. Drawing a pop from the crowd. A fan pushed chairs forward. Smith grabbed four of them one by one putting them on the upper body, lower body, neck area, and face of Mumf. Smith went to the top rope
Harvey: No....
Smith taunted signaling it was the end.
Harvey: NO!! A.C. Smith could end the career of Mumf!
Smith leaped off the top rope hitting a diving frog splash right on the steel chair covered body of Mumf the crowd were on their feet. Smith slowly moved towards Mumf for the cover. Smith placed his back on Mumf and hooked his leg.
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WINNER AND STILL XTREME CHAMPION: A.C. SMITH
Harvey: A.C. smith retains!!
Chase: What I tell you? His aggressive streak does wonders for him.
A.C. Is handed his Xtreme belt. He goes slowly to the top turnbuckle barely able to lift the belt all the way up if not for his adrenaline rush that pumped through his veins upon winning. The scene closed out on the champion. |
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Post by President Jeff on Oct 28, 2013 22:15:21 GMT -4
Moments before the eight man tables gauntlet match, the camera cuts to APW Interviewer Jack Spade and his company for the evening, a ring ready Peter Shelley complete with cycling suit and nose tape. Jack Spade: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time is one of the eight men in tonight's table gauntlet match, “The Shooter” Peter Shelley.Peter Shelley: Thanks John. Tonight is a big night for The Turtle Army because when I go out in that ring, the entire future trajectory of my blossoming career is thrown habberdash like a pile of chopped onions into the great frying pan of fate. All that's left is for the great big chef in the sky to cook up something delicious and when the time is right, I'll serve it all before you on a plate. It's just like in every American home. In your families, just like snowflakes, no two people are the same. Everyone's tastes is different from each others. Some people won't eat meat. Some people are allergic to milk, wheat and peanuts. Some people eat egg and fish and still think that makes them a vegetarian. No matter what your personal preference is, what all of us can agree on is that the most delicious treat of all is getting to watch me, Shooter Shelley, go out there and do what I do best, putting the heat on my enemies.Peter pauses to clear his throat. Peter Shelley: In my first few weeks as an Asylum megastar, everything I've created has been a best in show performance. I've consistently cooked up a spectacular gourmet of world class athleticism for everyone who has dared to challenge me and in the process I've done the most important thing a man of my growing stature can do. Making people take notice. Now, I've been tasked with my biggest test yet in rolling out the welcome banquet for all those who want a taste of what the future holds for APW. So pay attention tonight because after I'm done feeding these other like-minded, eager beaver neophytes to the point of bursting I'm looking to move up to the next level. Soon, I'm going to indisputably be APW's head chef and while it might not literally be a Michelin Star that I'm after, what I am after is most definitely something that'll sparkle.His lips tug into a devilish smirk at his own little quip while Jack shuffles off-camera uncomfortably. Peter Shelley: All the training I've done, all the exercise I've taken up and all my life experience as one of life's winners will come together in one perfect harmony as I step out of the frying pan and into the fire. When the last call is up and I have my hand raised in victory, Scott Wilson and all the others will know that revenge may be a dish served cold but Peter Shelley is only hungry for success. Eating their words won't nearly be as easy on the tongue as what I have in store for you people tonight and after I'm done fattening you up, The Iron Chef of APW is going for the Midas treatment and going for gold. It's been slow and steady so far but with the finish line in sight, looking back was there ever really any doubt that I was going to win the race? I'll see you at the show.Shelley takes off stage left to a chorus of booing. The camera pans to a disgusted looking Jack Spade as the cameras cuts back to ring side for the bout. West: Welcome APW Faithful. I’m Shane West along side me is Dick Harris, together again calling the action here at One Night in Hell.Harris: We are at the location of the 2nd venue for this event. The Ryōgoku Kokugikan in Tokyo Japan
West: Two matches are taking place here tonight. First, we have a Tables Gauntlet match, a first for APW.
Harris: And later on tonight, we have a 4 on 4 War Games match. And as you can now see, the steel cage hanging above the ring. And what makes this match special tonight. Its such a big match, that its taking place in two rings.
West: We have tables inside the 2nd ring and all around the rings. So lets go to Nicky page and get this Gauntlet match on the road. Paige: The following contest is a Tables Gauntlet match. Two Megastars will start in the ring. Once one Megastar gets put through a table, a new Megastar enters the match. This continues until there is 1 Megastar left standing!My Generation by Iron Maiden hits the PA and out comes The Fev. The Fev makes his way straight to the ring. Paige: Introducing first, from Brentwood England, weighing in at 292 pounds, he is FEV.
Fev gets to the ring and then grabs a table and sets it up on the outside and enters the ring. The arena lights go out. “Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica begin to play. Golden sparks rain from the ceiling, 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. The lights come back on Krown gets to his feet, and spins a bit, his robe flying behind him as he turns to face the crowd. The two men walk to the ring, ignoring the jeers and boos from the crowd. Paige: And the second competitor from Denver Colorado, weighing in at 227 pounds. He is Gabrial Krown!
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. TABLES GAUTLET MATCH
Gabriel Krown Vs Fev
The bell rings and both wrestlers circle each other. They go for a lock up and Fev gets a boot into the midsection of Krown and then takes him to the mat with a forearm shot to the back of the neck. The big man lifts Krown up to his feet by his arm and takes him down with a short arm clothesline.
West: The Fev has a big size advantage here over Gabriel Krown.
Harris: Fev could do some damage in this match.
Fev points to the table that he set up earlier outside the ring. Fev picks Krown up and lifts him in a power bomb.
West: Don’t tell me he’s gonna powerbomb him out of the ring through the table!
Krown begins fighting back, punching Fev in the head. Krown is able to drop to his feet and Fev grabs Krown and headbutts him and Krown falls into the ropes. Fev charges at Krown who pulls down the top rope and Fev goes over and lands on the apron. Fev is up and Krown runs at Fev and Fev goes for a punch, but Krown baseball slides between Fev’s legs, grabs him and powerbombs him off the apron and through the table.
ELIMINATED: THE FEV
Harris: Fev set that table up and ended up being put through it!
Paige: Our next competitor, ATLAS ADAMS
The lights go out in the arena as Short Change hero starts up. A spotlight roams around the arena and spots Atlas in the crowd as the chorus kicks in:
This ain't no place for no hero,
This ain't no place for no better man,
This ain't no place for no hero,
The lights go out once again even the spotlight, losing Atlas while the song continues. When the song is coming to end, the lights abruptly come back on and we see Atlas in the ring.
Gabriel Krown Vs Atlas Adams
The two wrestlers lock up and Atlas gets a side headlock on. Krown throws him off into the ropes and charges behind him and clotheslines Atlas over the top rope. Krown exits the ring going after him. He lifts Atlas up and goes to smash his face into the ring post, but Atlas blocks it and sends Krown’s face into the ring post. Atlas grabs a table and slides it into the ring. Atlas gets into the ring and leans the table in the corner. Krown rolls back into the ring and Atlas grabs Krown and leans him on the table. Atlas gives Krown a chop and goes to the opposite corner.
West: Atlas is looking to put Krown away here.
Atlas runs at Krown and Krown gets his foot up in Atlas face. Atlas stumbles back, turns back towards Krown. Krown grabs him and T-Bone suplexes Atlas through the table!
ELIMINATED: ATLAS ADAMS
Paige: Our next competitor. CONNOR MURPHY!
Harris: Oh boy, here we go.
West: Gabriel Krown’s tag team partner.
“Requiem” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica his the PA and out comes Connor. He makes his way down to the ring and slides in. He shakes hands with his partner.
Gabriel Krown Vs Connor Murphy
Both guys exit the ring and each grab a table and they slide them into the ring. They lean them in opposite corners of each other and then Connor runs the the opposite corner and hits Krown from behind. Connor hooks Krown up for a suplex, but Krown blocks it and suplexes Connor away from the table.
Harris: These two must have talk about the possibility of having to face each other in this match. I don’t think this result will effect this tag team
Krown lifts Connor up and Connor gives Krown a few punches to the mid section and he gets to his feet, continuing punching Krown to the ropes. He gives Krown an Irish whip and gives Krown a big boot to the face. Connor grabs a table and sets it up near the corner. Connor grabs Krown and lays him on the table and Connor climbs to the top rope. Krown gets up from the table and punches Connor and Krown begins climbing to the top rope. The tag partners exchange punches and Connor starts hitting Krown with head butts and then a European Uppercut. Krown falls backwards onto the table and goes through it.
ELIMINATED: GABRIEL KROWN!
Paige: Our next competitor. EVAN MCDONALD!
The opening guitar riff to "Rock You Like a Hurricane" blares over the PA system and once the vocals hit Evan comes out 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.
Connor Murphy Vs Evan McDonald
Evan turns around towards Connor. Connor is running, catches Evan and spears him right through the table in the corner.
ELIMINATED: EVAN MCDONALD!
Harris: Wow, that was quick!
West: I hope this was a well lesson learned for Evan. Keep your eyes on your opponent at all times!
Paige: Our next competitor: SCOTT WILSON
Connor Murphy Vs Scott Wilson
Suddenly, Gold Soul Theory is heard throughout the arena as the fans already know who is coming. Scott Wilson pushes aside the curtains that lead to the entrance stage and walks down to the ring. Scott grabs a table and puts it on the ring apron and baseball slides it into Scott. Scott falls to the floor and Connor goes out after him and throws him into the ring barrier. Connor sets a table up on the outside. As he’s doing that, Scott is up and hits Connor from behind. Scott lays Connor on the table and gives him a couple of shots to the chest. Scott jumps up to the ring apron and is ready to jump off, but Connor gets off the table and gets up on the ring apron. The two exchange punches. Connor gets the upper hand, hitting Scott with a series of punches. Scott stumbles back and Connor runs at him, and Scott picks Connor up and Sitdown spinebuster through the table!
ELIMINATED: CONNOR MURPHY
Harris: They just destroyed that table!
West: That leaves two wrestlers left to come out. Who’s next to face Scott Wilson.
Cult of Personality by Living Colour hits the PA and out comes Nathaniel Havok
Paige: The next competitor, he is NATHANIEL HAVOK
Scott Wilson Vs Nathaniel Havok
Havok makes a beeline for the ring. As he slides in, Scott cuts him off, hitting him with kicks to the back. Scott pulls Havok to his feet and Irish whips him. Havok ducks a clothesline from Scott and comes back with a flying shoulder tackle. Scott bounces up to his feet and Havok sends him to the corner. Havok runs and catches Scott with a high knee to the face. Havok grabs Scott in a head lock and gives him a running bulldog out of the corner.
West: Nathaniel Havok is on fire here!
Havok points to a table. Havok goes into the 2nd ring and sets a table up near the corner, and then grabs another table and sets it up on that table. By this time, Scott Wilson is up and he springboards from one ring, to the other, catching Havok with a flying clothesline. Scott grabs Havok and gives him a neck breaker. Scott rolls out of the ring, looks under it and he pulls out a ladder. The Japanese crowd cheers as Scott slides the ladder into the ring.
Harris: A match with Tables and a Ladder is never good for one of the Megastars.
West: And with 2 tables stacked on top of each other, this can’t be good.
Havok gets up and Scott hits Havok with the Ladder and then he sets the ladder up in front of the double tables. Scott starts climbing the side of the ladder with his back to it and Havok starts gets up and starts climbing the other side. They get near the top and they start exchanging punches. Scott grabs Havok by his head and smashes it on the top rung of the ladder.
Harris: This isn’t going to end good.
Scott hooks Havok up for a suplex. He lifts him up in the air, but Havok fights it and gets put back down on the ladder. Havok fires at Scott with punches and a couple of head butts. Scott is holding on to the ladder with one hand. Havok gives Scott one more punch and Scott jumps off the ladder and lands on top of the double stack tables.
West: He’s standing on the table!
Havok is shocked and Scott jumps back to the ladder and climbs to the top, continuing to exchange punches with Havok. Scott lifts Havok up in a fireman’s carry on top of the ladder.
Harris: If he hits the GTS here, it could be over for Havok.
Havok starts elbowing Scott in the side of the head and Havok gets his feet back on the ladder. Havok thumbs Scott in the eyes and then lifts Scott up in a fireman’s carry. Scott is fighting it, but Havok spins him around, comes off the ladder with a sitdown piledriver, through both tables!
ELIMINATED: SCOTT WILSON
West: OH MY GOD HE KILLED SCOTT WILSON!
Harris: YOU BASTARD!
Havok is laying in the table debree as the referee is pulling Scott out of the ring.
Paige: And the final Competitor, he is PETER SHELLEY
Nathaniel Havok Vs Peter Shelley
“Baba O'Riley” by The Who hits the PA and out comes Peter Shelly. Peter quickly makes his way down to the ring where Havok is struggling to get up. Referee’s are in the ring removing the broken tables. Peter gets a table from the outside and slides it into the ring. Peter sets the table up in the corner. Havok uses the ropes to get to his feet. Peter goes over and grabs Havok, leaning him against the table. Peter goes to the opposite corner.
Harris: This is it!
Peter runs at Havok and Havok moves at the last second and Peter crashes through the table!
West: This doesn’t count as an Elimination, Havok didn’t physically put Peter Shelley though the table.
Havok rolls out of the ring and grabs a table and slides it into the ring. He grabs another one and also slides that one into the ring. Havok rolls back in and goes to the corner, giving Peter some kicks, keeping him on the mat. Havok sets up the first table. And then sets up the 2nd one beside it.
Harris: What in the world does Havok have planned here?
Havok grabs Peter and rolls him on the table. Havok hops up onto the other table. He lifts Peter up and sets him up for some sort of Piledriver. Peter stands up and back body drops Havok off the tables and to the mat. Peter stands on the table. As Havok gets up, Peter leaps off and Havok catches him with a boot to the mid section. Havok grabs Peter around the waist and gives him a Gut Wrench Power bomb on the table and The Table doesn’t Break! Havok doesn’t believe it!
West: I can’t believe the table doesn’t break.
Harris: That must be a Japanese Table!
Havok pulls Peter off the table an Peter drops to a knee and low blows Havok. Peter grabs Havok and rolls him over onto the table. Peter goes out to the ring apron and starts climbing to the top rope. Havok gets off the table and goes to the corner and cuts Peter off. Havok goes over and grabs one of the table and pulls it near the corner. Havok climbs up and hooks Peter up with a suplex. Peter fights out of it, and catches Havok with a Headbutt. Havok steps off the middle turn buckle, and comes back with a big punch to Peter’s mid section. Havok sits Peter on the top rope and Havok climbs up, standing on the top rope.
Harris: Havok may be going for a Hurricanrana here!
Peter slides though between Havok’s legs, grabs Havok takes a few steps out of the corner and Powerbomb’s Havok right though the table. The crowd boo’s as the ref calls for the bell
Winner: Peter Shelley
Havok lays in motionless on the broken table. Peter’s music hits as the referee raises his hand. Harris: Havok would have had this match won if it wasn’t for those Japanese tables.
West: tough break for Havok.Peter celebrates his victory and rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp. The camera shows Havok gets up from the broken table with a sick smile on his face and we cut to a hype video for Overdrive next Thursday! |
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Post by President Jeff on Oct 28, 2013 22:16:26 GMT -4
Our cameras are backstage again and we find Kaylyn falling forward before a chair comes down on her back. Kaylyn lays there motionless for a moment and a boot is seen kicking at her ribs over and over again. Finally it stops, as the EMT's arrive and are looking at Kaylyn who is trying to get up only to make it to her knees with a struggle. The EMTs are seen scattering before a crowbar is seen smacking right into the back of Kaylyn's head knocking her unconscious. The EMT's try once more to get near Kaylyn to check on her condition. The camera pans back and we see Robina standing there kissing the top of the crowbar with a smile on her face. Without a word she walked off leaving Kaylyn on the floor still not moving. Harvey: The hell just happened?
Chase: This isn't good as the Bra and Panties match is about to start!
Tony: The following contest is for the North American Championship and it is a Bra and Panties match!
Let! It! Roll~ and-- around and around and around the world! Let! It! Roll~ and-- around and around and around the world! The drums hit, and the singer's scream erupts around the arena as Seikima-II's 'Big Time Changes' brings forth a visibly-pumped Shione Ōshima. An energetic streak of orange and red, she emerges upon the ramp with a short, high-pitched roar of her own, fists clenched to either side before one is thrown righteously upward. Pyrotechnics fire in a series of sharp pops, blazing sparks flanking the powerhouse as she alternately strides and spins toward the ring, throwing hard slaps to the extended hands of her fans - and fierce grins to those not close enough to offer them the same treatment. Tony: From Osaka, Japan, weighing in at over nine THOUSAND pounds, she is the Crashing Wave... Shione "SURGE" O-shiiiii-maaa!On reaching ringside, Shione pauses with hands upon her hips, drawing a calming breath as she looks up at the ropes. And then she's a blur once more, springing onto the apron and lunging out onto the canvas with a sharp twist that brings her to the centre of the ring in time with the music, delivering another heavenward thrust of her right fist as members of the crowd obligingly shout along with the anthemic, "HEY!" From there, she's all business, shaking out her limbs and rolling her neck as she proceeds to her corner - allowing the officials to check her over, whilst calmly smiling toward the opposite corner. They say we wanted attentionThose five words of "Ignite" by Noisestorm, None Like Joshua & Veela immediately interrupts Shione Oshima's theme and causes her to glare at the stage to see their opponent. We really need a platform to teach a lesson
Well hey you forgot to mention
We're living for the melody in our headA purple-haired lady comes out from the backstage area with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. The fans gives out a rather mixed response to this woman they knew as one Robina Hood. Oh are we pretentious?
Or do we have stories boiling in us?
Poor fool, you're not gonna get to us
We don't even notice this...As that voice continued to sing she walks to the top of the stage and throws her arms up high in the air, causing the jacket to fly off her shoulder and onto the floor. She proceeds to make her way down the aisle towards the ring. Some of the fans cheered, some booed and some of the younger members stayed nervously silent as Robina walked pass them, her eyes not blinking away from her opposition. I haven't seen the sun
In over sixty-seven days
The time is moving
With the heavens when I said to wait
The room is growing smaller
And the days are getting shorter
But I have to stay awake
Cause this could change the worldSuddenly a male voice began to sing, at a faster rate than the female voice that came beforehand, and as the voice sung Robina made her way to ringside. She was a bit slow to go over to the ring steps as the female's eyes remained fully focused on her opponent, almost as if planning when to pounce. Tony: from Sherwood Forest…weighing in at one hundred thirty-two pounds……ROBINA HOOD!” And it's time to tell the people
When nobody will
It's time to bring the life
To what I've written with a quill
I must create, then innovate
And let it see the light
And when I'm done, I will be changing
Now watch me ignite!She walks up the ring steps, halfway across the apron and steps into the ring as the song continued. Once in the ring Robina kept her eyes on her opponent, pointed a finger at him/her and states that "you're going to die!" but when 'watch me ignite' goes through the system, the female spins 270 degrees and punches the air, getting a louder yet still mixed reaction from the people in the arena. Miss Hood then simply stands there and glared her eyes towards her opponent as the referee pats her boots, checking for any weapons stashed in there, while her theme slowly dies out. I'm stuck in your head I'm back from the dead Got you running scared I'm fearless ::AMY ZING flashes across the screen. Various shots of Amy standing in the ring are shown. The final shot is of Amy bent over, and then rising, arms wide and pointing to the sides. As this shot is taken, the camera spins around, showing her from all angles, stopping to face her when she poses.:: Ready for a showdown And we're face to face I think I'll rearrange It put you into place You don't get the best of me Check it you're afraid of me ::Amy Zing comes running out of the entrance way. She runs to one end of the entrance stage, then to the other. She then walks to the middle and bends with her fingers touching the ground. She rises, spreading her arms out and pointing to the fans. She brings her hands together then breaks them apart. She walks down to the ring slaping hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade as she does.:: Tony: And finally, making her way to the ring, she is the APW North American Champion, AMY ZING!
Ready for a showdown And we're face to face I think I'll rearrange It put you into place You don't get the best of me Check it you're afraid of me ::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leapfrogs onto the apron. She slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together. Once her hands touch, Amy takes the title off her waist and holds it high above her head..:: I'm calling you out I'm taking you down But don't you come around I'm fearless I'm fearless I'm fearless ::Holding the title to her, Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the ring. She shoulders the title belt. She thrusts the title back into the air. Amy shoulders the title and then unwraps the ribbon on her arm, using it to tie her hair into a ponytail as she waits for the match to begin.:: NORTH AMERICAN TITLE BRA AND PANTIES MATCH
Amy Zing (c) Vs Robina Hood Vs Shione Oshima
Harvey: For those of you just joining in with the broadcast noticing that tonight's four way dance is in fact a three way now, Kaylyn J. Evans was rushed to hospital before the match and is unable to compete.
Chase: Smart decision. That behind takes most of the ring space and getting her pants off those mile long legs would take years anyway!
Harvey: Will you stop?!
Not even the hottest summers of The Land of The Rising Sun can top the temperature of the ring right now as the three sexiest megastars in the business circle one another. Hitting a fever pitch, Robina and Amy exchange knowing nods before turning on Oshima and nailing her with rough shot bar brawl punches and slicing kicks to the knee respectively until the unpredictable Japanese star is backed up onto the ropes. Helpless and dizzy, Robina lies down on all fours in front of her as Amy barrels across the ring, springboards off the prone Robina and sends both herself and Oshima crashing to the floor with an assisted clothesline over the top rope.
Harvey: Oh wow! Who'd have thought these two would team up to take on Oshima? Devastating combination right there!
Chase: Come on! When're we gonna' see some boobage already?
Amy quickly picks herself up off the floor but no sooner is she up she's thrown headlong into the crowd barrier by an unrelenting Robina Hood. Wasting zero time, she unloads on the crumpled Hong Kong Sensation with a series of stiff kicks to the chest. Her eyes burn with a fierce fury as she drives the toes in, making Amy cough and hack as she tries desperately to defend herself. Oshima gets up and flings herself at Robina with a flying fore-arm but the vicious redhead side steps and uses Shione's own momentum to throw her clean over the guard rail, right into the lap of some lucky schmuck in the front row.
Chase: That man is the luckiest man in the world. Imagine having one of the most beautiful women in the world literally land in your lap like that. It's unreal!
Harvey: I know I'm opening myself up to obvious questions here, but who cares about that guy? Robina is cleaning house right now!
With a quick wipe of her brow, Robina turns her attentions back to an on all fours Amy who's trying to catch her breath back after being winded by The Iron Maiden. She wastes no time in going straight after Zing, knocking a solid half a point on her out of ten rating with a big time smash of her mush against the steel steps. A horrible thump rings out like the bell for whom its tolling as Amy's head bounces like a basketball off the surface and she falls crumpled on the ground. Animosity runs through the crowd who jeer Robina for destroying one of the fan favorites, but she eats it up and simply smiles at her handiwork.
Harvey: People should've known better than to expect this match to be something out of a Penthouse special. Ignoring the stipulations of this match, Robina has a mean streak that would make the likes of Level One check around corners.
Chase: I just hope Amy isn't too mangled after that one. She's definitely my favourite. Wife material, easy.
Harvey: Aren't you married already?
Chase: This isn't about me Darren. This is about the talented athletes in the match. Get your head in the game.
Rolled under the bottom rope, Amy hasn't even so much as twitched since her kissing contest with the steel step and Robina isn't about to waste any time. Dragging across the floor on her face to the center of the ring, Robina starts trying to pull off Amy's sports top but The Hong Kong Sensation flares into action and flips onto her back and brings her legs up with a stomach churning series as rapid kicks to the stomach and a monkey flip to put Robina down for the first time and give herself some much needed breathing room. They find their feet simultaneously and like the greatest of prize fighters they circle one another trying to find an opening. Eyes fixed on each other as they look for the slightest hint of weakness to focus their attacks. Taking the initiative together, Amy goes for a swift low kick to the knee at the same time Robina throws a big right hand leading to a series.
Harvey: Robina VS Amy! The brawl we've all been waiting to see! Who will win?
Chase: All of us Harvey. Every single last one of us watching will.
When Amy kicks Robina's knee joint, they ooh. When Robina delivers a closed fist knuckle sandwich to the temple, they ahh. Back and forth the two megastars go to a raucous chorus from the Japanese die-hards until Amy hits a kick, then another, then another before swinging up high with a knockout kick to the skull but Robina just barely ducks it making Amy spin out of control. Robina grabs Amy and pulls her in for a clinch but they both stop and turn as the crowd go wild for Shione flying off the top rope with a simultaneous double missile dropkick to Amy and to Robina. Crashing like a shot down spit fire, the crowd break into applause as all three women lie motionless on the mat.
Harvey: Good Lord! Oshima just put herself right back into it with a risky move that paid off in a big way! The question is now, can she capitalise on the opportunity?
Chase: I've seen some great plays before and that was definitely one of them. Looks like she landed on her head on the way down though.
Oshima is first to her feet with her pick of the pack to start dismantling. She goes after Robina and rips off her top with minimal resistance, exposing her pale white flesh and a very alluring ruby red bra that has the Japanese whistling like crazy. Tossing it to one side, Oshima goes for the bottoms as well but finds herself getting resistance from The Duchess of Nottingham who unloads with a barrel of fists and a kick to the stomach sending her staggering into the corner. Robina charges her trapped opponent and drives her shoulder straight into the stomach, dropping Oshima to the floor and leaving her open to more damage. She starts stomping some sharp boots into Oshima's face but Oshima brings up her feet and boots Robina into an awaiting Amy Zing who catches her with a roll up but instead of covering pulls Robina's bottoms clean off, exposing a matching pair of panties.
Chase: OH MY GOD. This is amazing. I am in Heaven. Move over Kaylyn. Robina is the real perfect ten. That milky complexion, those smoky eyes, the scarlet panties... I think I'm gonna' faint.
Harvey: Great team work by Oshima and Amy to see to it that not only is Robina the only one to lose any clothing but she's the first person open to being pinned!
Amy struts around the ring all sassy, twirling the bottoms on the tip of her finger before throwing them out and into the crowd where a tidal wave of humanity rise from their seats to catch it. The atmosphere is electric as the hungry eyes of the audience fall upon the scintillating sight of Robina Hood in next to nothing and now audience interest is at an all time high. As the crowd whistle and jeer, Robina's temper goes on the fritz and she responds the only way she knows how, knocking the snot out of Amy Zing. She lunges with a big right hand but Amy side steps and in her eagerness, Robina falls and lands across Amy's knee to which the crowd unanimously rise to their feet with cameras in hand.
Chase: Oh my God! Robina's been a bad girl! She's going to get punished!
Harvey: Amy is having a little fun now with her blood thirsty rival!
Content to watch, Oshima stays in the turnbuckle as Amy embarrasses her challenger with a series of spanks across the rump that send the male demographic into a frenzy. Robina kicks and yells but she can't escape Zing's tortures and the crowd absolutely love her for it. She maybe gets her about twenty times before Oshima finally decides to spoil the fun with a running boot right into Amy's face that leaves both of them on the floor. Oshima then grabs Robina's head as she tries to get off the floor but Robina unleashes a series of swinging hooks to the stomach and pushes her forcefully to the ring ropes. She grabs Oshima's head and throws her over the top rope but as she goes, she grabs the hips of Oshima's lower half and yanks them, the fall assisting her in slipping straight out of them. Black lace exposed to the world, Robina takes satisfaction in her small measure of revenge.
Harvey: Good grief! Oshima lands on her head in a sickening way and now Robina Hood is back in control of the match.
Chase: And she's not wearing pants. I'm starting a petition for the Federal Government to make it law that every time any combination of these three women get in the ring, it's a legal requirement that they continue to not wear pants.
Harvey: You really are a menace, aren't you?
Robina stands holding onto the Oshima's pants but Amy once again proves she's not one to turn your back on as she goes for another surprise roll-up, pinning her shoulders to the mat and getting the first cover of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
Robina Hood kicks out at two but wait! She's rolling through and now she's got Amy Zing trapped in an arm bar!
Stuck on the mat, the champ squirms and thrashes in the vice grip of the challenger but Robina is furious and unrelenting at repeatedly being shown up by Zing. Robina cranks back as hard as she can, twisting the shoulder and arm out of Amy's socket. Even if Amy taps, the fact she's still fully dressed means Robina can't win but the pain itself is excruciating. Amy kicks and thrashes but she's going nowhere fast.
Harvey: Caught dead in the centre of the ring! Amy Zing has nowhere to go!
Chase: Even though Robina can't actually win this way! Great though because it means the match goes on long.
Amy musters every ounce of strength she can and rolls Robina onto her shoulders before delivering a stunning Rampage style ganso bomb right onto her spine. The hold falls apart and Amy's in total agony but she has no time to recover as Oshima comes back for another attempt at a flying fore-arm from nowhere. Instead, Amy side steps and clatters Oshima with a beautiful Fenghuang Kick that drops her like a sack of potatoes. The distraction gives Robina time to pants down Amy to white cotton panties and pull them out around her ankles so she falls and lands flat on her face.
Chase: FENGHUANG KICK! Oshima might be out cold!
Harvey: But now Amy's back on the ground and Robina is looking to finish this one off good!
Robina looks for a second armbar but Amy is more than aware of the plan and quickly rolls her way free and goes straight for a roll-up.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT BY ROBINA!
Harvey: Oh wow! Back and forth! Who's gonna' win?!
Chase: Robina's gotta' get that top off of Amy!
Both women on their feet, Robina lunges for The Execution but Amy just narrowly ducks underneath it.
Harvey: Robina with the lariat! NO! Amy ducks!
Off balance as she turns around, Robina is helpless as the Fenghuang Kick connects with her skull and the crowd goes wild. Out like a light, Amy quickly scrambles to make the cover and at this point it's academic. The fans count along with the referee.
ICH!
KNEE!
SAN!
Ding ding ding!
Winner and STILL APW North American Champion: Amy Zing
Harvey: And it's all over! In this contest way more brutal than any of us expected, Amy Zing defied the odds and held onto her belt with an awe inspiring performance! At this point you have to ask yourself, is there anyone that can dethrone The Hong Kong Sensation?The referee raises Amy's arm and tries to hand her the title but instead she stops him and for the benefit of the crowd, takes off her own top and throws it into the crowd to please them once again. Posing in her underwear with the title over head, the crowd go ballistic for The Hong Kong Sensation before the feed cuts to a commerical for Overdrive. |
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The feed cuts back to the Ryōgoku Kokugikan, with the camera showing that the War Games Double Steel Cell has been affixed around the ring. The fans look in awe upon the structure as the camera pans to Dick Harris and Shane West at ringside. West: Welcome back to the Ryōgoku Kokugikan, ladies and gentlemen, as we are mere moments away from the War Games Match between The Black Hand versus The Space Cowboys and Foul Play!Harris: This feud has been brewing for months in APW, and finally, we get to see the two teams go at it in War Games!West: For those of you who have never seen a War Games Match, the rules are as follows. The Match will start off with two competitors in the ring, and after an initial five minute period, every two minutes a new competitor will enter the match, alternating teams. Since The Black Hand won the Best Two-Out-of-Three series on Asylum two weeks ago, they will get the numbers advantage in this match.Harris: Another important aspect of this match is that it cannot end before the final competitor has entered the fray. Once the 8th competitor officially enters the match, we move on to the “Match Beyond,” at which point, the match can only end in a submission or if one member of a team says “I Quit!” This match will be brutality at it’s finest, and only one team will walk out victorious!The guitar solo of "Viking Death March" by Billy Talent begins to play as the lights fade to black. The video screens are taken over by a familiar white snowy picture. The drums join into the song as a white strobe light effect illuminates the entrance area. HEY! All four members of The Black Hand enter through the curtain, drawing deafening boos from the fans. Chris Madison, Niobe Martin, Stefan Raab, and Michael Jennings all stand together, with confident looks on their faces heading down the aisle. Paige: Making their way to the ring first, the team of Niobe “Nightmare” Martin, Michael Jennings, “The Killerplauze” Stefan Raab, and the APW Overdrive Champion “Madman” Chris Madison, The Black Hand!Harris: The Black Hand are showing their unity here tonight by entering as a team. They are absolutely on the same page, they know what they need to do in order to win this match tonight!West: They certainly are a dangerous foursome, and have shown over the past few months just how deadly they can be when they’re coordinated. Who will ever forget how they left C.J. Gates and Biggs laid out in that smoke-filled locker room. Or how at every turn, they’ve left Foul Play laid out.Down, Let's Take It Down
Raise Up Their Heads On A Stake
We Will Show No Mercy
On Evolutions Mistake! The Black Hand reaches ringside, and head to the far-side of the two rings. Niobe shakes the side of the structure a bit, as Madison looks up at the steel cage that will soon trap him and his allies. Raab is letting a fan in the front row have it verbally, while Jennings just looks stoically at the cell. Crosses Still Burn, Axes Still Fall
And Down On Your Knees You Just Don't Look So Tall! Crosses Still Burn, Axes Still Fall
And Down On Your Knees You Just Don't Look So Tall! The ref opens the door on the far end, and Chris Madison steps up into the structure, before having the door closed behind him. Harris: It looks like Chris Madison will be starting the match for The Black Hand."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...""INFLUENCE" Flashes big over the big screen and he takes two puff from an Air Joint and raises his arms to the crowd's overall good reaction. The music switches to Five Finger Deathpunch’s “My Own Hell,” and after a few moments, Reaver emerges from the back to loud cheers, grabbing the dreads on his mask, before standing next to Kash. The lights switch to a dim blue, and blue laser lights shoot from the stage as “Spaceman,” by The Killers, hits the speakers, and Biggs joins Reaver & Kash on the stage, showing a light dance in his step. The fans are fired up as the lights switch to a green hue as “Writing On the Wall,” by The Tea Party, begins to play. The fans absolutely explode as C.J. Gates makes his way out onto the stage! The four men stand shoulder to shoulder, glaring at the Black Hand down at ringside. They all slap fives with each other before heading down the ramp and slapping fives with the fans! Paige: And their opponents, the team of Jason Kash & The APW Suicidal Champion, Reaver, Foul Play, and C.J. Gates & Biggs, The Space Cowboys!The Japanese fans are going uncharacteristically wild as this Mega Team reaches the ring. West: Have you ever seen a more impressive assembly of talent in APW? You have two former APW Undisputed Champions, a former APW World Heavyweight Champion, and the current APW Suicidal Champion!Harris: Yeah, but these four have never been in a match together as a team. The Black Hand has been together for many months. These guys have been a unit for just about a month, if that!West: Well any way you slice it, this should be an excellent contest!As they reach the structure, the ref opens the door, and ushers Jason Kash into the ring. He then closes the door, and locks him in. West: Folks, the reason there are two doors on the War Games structure is because until they’ve legally been entered into the match, the members of these two teams are prohibited from having any sort of contact. If they attack anyone on the opposite team before they are officially entered into the match, they will be disqualified!Harris: If somebody was stupid enough to get disqualified before they entered the match, they’d put their team in a handicap situation. APW upper management made sure that these two teams will have to play nice, at least outside of the structure!With both Madison and Kash in the structure, the ref directs the two of them to the center of the left-ring, and calls for the bell, DING! DING! DING! War Games Match
The Black Hand vs. Foul Play & The Space Cowboys
A timer set for 5:00 shows up in the bottom corner of the screen as the two men tie up in the middle of the ring! Kash pushes Madison back into the ropes, and goes to give Madison a punch to the face, but Madison blocks it, and reaches up to rake Kash across the eyes! As Kash reaches up to rub his eyes, Madison grabs a hold of his head and smashes it into the steel cage! Kash’s head bounces off the steel, and falls to the mat! Madison is quick to stomp him a few times, before pulling Kash up by his bald head and pulls him in to a Muay Thai Clinch, and delivers a few hard Knee Strikes to the dome of Kash!
West: Now both of these men know that they will be inside this structure for at least 15 minutes before they reach the Match Beyond! How important is it for these two to pace themselves in the early goings of this match-up?
Harris: It’s very important, because as the first two men in there, they are the most susceptible to receiving the most damage of anyone on their team. The more physically broken down they are early in the match, the more likely they are to give up later. I like the fact that Madison is attacking Kash’s head early and often!
As Madison lets go of the Muay Thai Clinch, Kash stumbles backwards, dazed. Madison follows up by tackling him to the mat, and delivering a series of Mounted Punches to the face! Kash eventually gets his hands up to defend himself, and manages to turn Madison over onto his back, countering with some Mounted Punches of his own! He then begins to pull Madison up by his head, but gets an elbow to the gut for his troubles. Madison tries to follow up with a punch, but Kash blocks it, and responds with the Bell Clap, boxing the ears of the Madison! Madison holds his ears in pain, allowing Kash to pull him in Wrist Clutch Suplex! Madison is back up, only to receive a Lift-and-Spin DDT! Kash keeps up the pressure, and pulls Madison right up, grabbing him by the head pulling him in for a Side Headlock! The Black Hand looks on from outside the cage in anger as Kash gives Madison a noogie in the center of the left ring! The fans laugh at Kash’s antics, before Kash pulls Madison up, still clutching his head and tossing him over the ropes and face first into the steel cage wall! Madison falls between the ropes and wall, and Kash grabs the top rope, using his boot to press into the chest of Madison, driving Madison’s back into the wall! He gives Madison a quick, violent kick into the ribs, which causes Madison to howl out in pain! The clock reads 2:23 as Kash reaches down to pull Madison up to his feet.
West: Jason Kash has really taken control of this match-up. It would behoove him to somehow incapacitate Madison within the next two-and-a-half minutes, before another member of the Black Hand enters the match!
Kash has Madison stood up in between the ropes and cell, and grabs either side of Madison’s head, raking the back of it across the cage! Madison reaches up to rake the eyes again, buying him some time to step back through the ropes. He gives Kash a few stiff shots to the face before pulling him in for a Double Arm DDT! The “Madman” rolls Kash onto his side, and proceeds to deliver a series of hard, repeated Knee Strikes to the ribs of Kash before applying some headscissors on Kash, and grabbing his arm, looking to apply a Kimura!
Harris: I love this strategy by Madison, as he knows that if he can really hurt Kash within these next few minutes, he has a friend coming in soon that will help him hurt Kash even more!
West: Remember folks, this is not an elimination match, there cannot be a submission before the final competitor enters War Games!
Kash is wriggling and fighting, and as much as he tries, Madison just can’t cinch in the Kimura, so Madison lets go of the Headscissors. The clock reads 1:05 as Madison pulls Kash up to his feet. He shoots him towards the center ropes, and catching him with a Back Body Drop on the way back! Kash’s toes drag across the ceiling and he falls awkwardly onto his shoulders, just barely averting a landing directly on his head!
Harris: Kash is so lucky that didn’t turn out worse for him than it did. That could have been really bad!
Kash is hurting by this point, and Madison gives him no quarter, stomping the living daylights out of “The Bad Influence” as the fans boo him! Madison just keeps on stomping Kash, and the fans count down as the timer reaches 10 seconds.
“Ju!”
“Kyu!”
“Hachi!”
“Shichi!”
“Roku!”
“Go!”
“Shi!”
“San!”
“Ni!”
“Ichi!”
A loud buzzer sounds, and a ref on the Black Hand side of the ring pats Niobe Martin on the back, as the other two refs work to open the door. She’s in like a flash, and her and Madison pulls Kash right up, double teaming him with punches and kicks, before doubling him over. Both members of the Black Hand grab Kash by the head and waistband, and they toss him head first into the walls! Kash bounces backwards, falling hard on his back onto the mat. The fans boo as Martin & Madison go right back to stomping him!
West: Things aren’t looking so hot for Kash here. He’s been down ever since he fell square on his shoulders.
Harris: This is where the numbers game is really going to help The Black Hand. Martin and Madison are just picking apart Kash, and even though he’ll have an ally in the match in a little over a minute, with as badly as Kash is getting beaten up, it might as well still be a 2-on-1 advantage against whichever unlucky sap is the next to enter this match!
Madison pulls Kash up by the head, and hooks his arms from behind, giving Martin completely free shots on him. She nails a couple of stiff kicks to the midsection, before slapping Kash right across the face! The fans gasp, as they could hear the slap loud and clear in the cheap seats! This wakes Kash up, and he starts struggling to break free, but Madison gives him a Headbutt right between the shoulder blades! Madison lets him go after the headbutt, and Martin jumps up, catching Kash’s head between her legs and taking him down with a Flip-Over Hurricanrana! She then mounts Kash, and punches him mercilessly, while Chris Madison heads over into the right-side ring and gets up against the wall, taunting C.J., Reaver, and Biggs on the outside of the cage! The clock reads 0:45 at this point.
West: Madison better not get too cocky! We have about 45 seconds left until one of those three men will enter this contest to even the odds!
Martin calls for her partner to come over, and the two of them pulls Kash up before dragging him to the area where the two rings meet. Madison lifts Kash up to crotch him on the top rope, while Martin uses the top rope to slingshot herself into the next ring, Clotheslining Kash as she does so! Kash falls in between the ropes, and the two begin punch him back and forth, back and forth, as Kash bounces between the two sets of ropes! The fans are livid, but soon begin to cheer as the countdown reaches 0:10!
West: Kash is going to get some re-enforcements soon!
Harris: Not that it’s going to help him!
“Ju!”
“Kyu!”
“Hachi!”
“Shichi!”
“Roku!”
“Go!”
“Shi!”
“San!”
“Ni!”
“Ichi!”
The buzzer goes off again, and the ref manning the Foul Play/Space Cowboys side of the structure signals that it is C.J. Gates’ turn to enter War Games! The crowd pops huge as the door opens, and the North Dakota Cowboy enters the fray! Martin turns around to meet C.J. as the 2:00 timer pops back up on the screen, and the two begin to trade blows! Martin has Kash locked in another Muay Thai Clinch, this time trapping Kash’s throat over the top rope, choking him while he delivers more stiff Knee Shots to Kash’s head! C.J. gets the upperhand in the fist fight with Niobe, and takes her down with a Step-Up Enziguri! He then gets a running start, and leaps over the middle ropes to take Madison down with an Inverted Flip Over Neck Breaker! The fans are going wild as C.J. helps pull Kash from between the ropes. C.J. checks on Kash to see if he’s okay, and when Kash nods, the two men agree to split up and take on one person apiece! Kash pairs off with Niobe Martin, while C.J. focuses on Chris Madison! Gates pulls Madison up and gives him a quick Snapmare, followed up with a Short Dropkick between the shoulder blades! Kash gives Niobe a crowd-pleasing Leg Drop, followed up with a Jumping Head-to-Head Headbutt!
Harris: Look at that idiot Kash, using a headbutt this early in the match! He’s already been knocked silly in this match! He’s helping the Black Hand as much as he’s hurting Niobe Martin with that maneuver!
Kash is slightly groggy as he gets back to his feet, and as he reaches down to pull Martin back to her feet, she nails him right between the legs with a vicious Low Blow, which is perfectly legal within the confines of War Games! Still, the fans let her have it! As Kash is laid out on the mat, holding his jollies in pain, Martin makes her way over to the left-side ring, grabbing a hold of the top rope and slingshoting herself up for a Springboard Spinning Heel Kick, nailing C.J. in the back of the head as he was stomping Madison! She then pulls C.J. up by the head, and whips him hard into the ropes, nailing him with a Discus Back Elbow on the rebound! With C.J. down, she walks to the corner near her team’s door, and climbs up. The ceiling is mere inches from her head, even though Niobe isn’t that tall at 5’7” tall, and she crouches a bit before leaping off for the Phantasm Horror Shooting Star Press! She nails C.J., and almost goes for a cover out of instinct, but remembers that they don’t count in this match-up, and instead wraps both of her hands around C.J.’s throat, choking him as the timer reaches 0:10 once more!
“Ju!”
“Kyu!”
“Hachi!”
“Shichi!”
“Roku!”
“Go!”
“Shi!”
“San!”
“Ni!”
“Ichi!”
Another loud buzz, and another member of The Black Hand’s turn to enter this match! The ref motions for Michael Jennings to walk up the steps, as the other refs open the door, allowing Jennings to enter the match! The timer reads 2:00 as he helps Madison to his feet, and the two men decide to head to the right-side ring where Kash is starting to make his way to his feet. After a few hard kicks to make sure Kash doesn’t get the chance to fight back, both men pull Kash up by the head, and place him on their shoulders, with both men falling back for a Double Team Samoan Drop! Jennings then pulls Kash up, locking in an Abdominal Stretch, while Madison goes to town on Kash’s midsection with punches and kicks!
West: It’s almost scary how much The Black Hand has dominated this match. They’ve really utilized their numbers advantage to keep control of this match.
Harris: I told you this would happen before the match, but did you believe me? No, of course not!
In the other ring, Niobe has released the choke on C.J., pulling him up by the hair and dragging him towards the ropes. She drapes his neck across the center rope, and steps up onto C.J.’s back, grabbing a hold of the top rope, and pressing hard between C.J.’s shoulders with her boots, dragging his face across the cage as she slightly bounces up and down, up and down! The cage cuts into C.J.’s face like a cheese grater, and before long, Niobe Martin draws the first blood of the match! She laughs maniacally as she steps off of C.J.’s back, and turns him around, propping him up against the ropes. Martin taunts C.J. as she slaps him across the face, daring him to fight back! The fans are not pleased at all, but they come alive as C.J. blocks a slap and responds with a punch of his own! The fans chant “C.J! C.J!” as the North Dakota Cowboy fights his way back up to his feet! He gives Niobe a few hard punches, and then a Dropkick to the legs, bringing her down to one knee! He then gets a running start to the ropes, and nails her with a Shining Wizard!
West: Good night to the Nightmare!
Harris: I bet you’ve been waiting all match to say that, haven’t you?
West: Actually, I have.
Chris Madison and Michael Jennings figure something must be up in the other ring due to the cheers, so Madison disengages from Kash. As he makes his way over to the other ring, C.J. gets a running start and leap frogs him to jump up onto the top rope, and nail Jennings with a Spring Board Clothesline, breaking up the Abdominal Stretch on Kash! Madison is right back in the thick of things, going right for Kash, but The Bad Influence cuts him off at the pass, blocking a punch before giving him a Stiff Kick to the gut! As Madison is hunched over, Jason rolls back his elbow pad, and blasts him with the Mark of J.A.S.O.N. Roaring Elbow! The fans are going wild as C.J. and Kash stand tall with the timer reaching 0:10!
“Ju!”
“Kyu!”
“Hachi!”
“Shichi!”
“Roku!”
“Go!”
“Shi!”
“San!”
“Ni!”
“Ichi!”
West: Here comes Reaver! If there was one person this match fits perfectly, it’s the animalistic APW Suicidal Champion!
The buzzer goes off, and Reaver is let inside the structure! Jennings is slowly making his way to his feet, which makes him the first target for Reaver! The Masked Menace helps Jennings the rest of the way to his feet before lighting up his chest with a series of Knife Edge Chops that backs Jennings into the ropes! Kash and Gates are working over the other two members of the Black Hand in the rings, with Kash stomping Chris Madison, and C.J. taking on Niobe Martin. Reaver transitions from Chops to Forearm Shots, jacking Jennings in the jaw before shooting him towards the opposite ropes! He catches Jennings on the rebound for a Double-A Spine Buster, shaking both rings and the steel structure with the impact of the move! With Jennings down, Reaver gets to both knees, and begins biting the forehead of Jennings!
Harris: He’d better brush his teeth after that!
Blood begins to pour down the forehead of Jennings, as well as line the mouth of Reaver, and he lets out a sick grin as he releases the biting! Kash gives a quick look over to Reaver, and has a look of “What the heck, man!?” on his face as he sees the grinning maniac. C.J. has Niobe to her feet, and goes to whip her towards the ropes, but Niobe reverses it, sending Gates for the ride instead! She telegraphs the Back Body Drop, though, allowing C.J. to plant her with a Running Tornado DDT! At that point, Kash motions for C.J. to join them in the right-side ring, and he obliges. C.J. and Kash pull Madison up, while Reaver grabs a hold of Jennings’ hair, pulling him to his feet. C.J. and Kash Double Irish Whip Madison as Reaver Irish Whips Jennings, and the two men knock noggins right in the middle of the ring! The fans are on their feet cheering as the good guys appeal to the crowd quickly before splitting up once more to focus on the individual members of The Black Hand.
West: Foul Play and C.J. are in control of The Black Hand with about thirty seconds before Stefan Raab enters this match!
Harris: That’s all good and well, but what really matters is who is in control once we enter the Match Beyond!
Kash and C.J. stay in the right hand ring, pairing off against Jennings and Madison respectively, while Reaver heads over to the left ring to work over Niobe some more. The fans pop as the timer shows 0:10.
“Ju!”
“Kyu!”
“Hachi!”
“Shichi!”
“Roku!”
“Go!”
“Shi!”
“San!”
“Ni!”
“Ichi!”
The buzzer goes off, and the refs open the door for Raab to storm in! Knuckles stops stomping Niobe Martin to go confront Raab, but “The Killerplauze” levels him with a quick kick to the nuts, showing no hesitation, or no remorse for that matter! Kash levels Jennings back down to the mat with a stiff elbow right between the eyes, and notices Raab, getting a running start and leaping over the two sets of middle ropes, and taking him down with a Jumping Crossbody with the grace of a Blue Whale in a pool full of Jell-O!
Harris: And the cow jumped over the moon! I can’t be the only one who has noticed that Kash has gotten a little fatter since becoming the Interim General Manager of Asylum!
West: He may have packed on a few extra pounds, but Kash can still go in that ring!
With both men on the mat, they begin to fight violently, swinging at each other wildly, the hatred between the two men extremely evident. Niobe Martin has recovered by this point, and seeing Reaver still clutching his gonads in pain and coughing, she rips off a sleeve on her shirt, turning Reaver onto his belly before wrapping the sleeve around his throat and pulling back!
West: Somebody needs to take that cloth away from Niobe Martin! This is just barbaric!
Harris: I’ll gladly take Niobe’s clothes away from her!
West: That’s not what I meant, and you know it!
With all the action going on in the left ring, C.J. Gates finds himself on the wrong end of a double team in the right side ring. Michael Jennings and Chris Madison are both to their feet, and they beat C.J. down with fists and feet, bringing him down to all fours. Both men then deliver Standing Elbow Drops in unison, with Jennings driving his elbow into the small of C.J.’s back, while Madison connects right to the back of C.J.’s neck! The fans are booing as it appears that the Black Hand has taken back control of the match. What can be seen of Reaver’s face is turning ghostly white, and his eyes appear to roll into the back of his head. As Martin feels him go limp, she releases Reaver, and with the sleeve still in hand, she heads over to assist Raab with Kash! By this point, Kash has Raab on his back, punishing him with brutal Forearms and clubbing blows, while Stefan Raab tries to defend himself. Niobe comes right up and kicks Kash hard between the shoulder blades, allowing Raab to shove him off! The Killerplauze is up like a flash, and pissed off! He begins to wildly kick and stomp Kash with no rhyme or reason other than to beat the living tar out of him! Niobe points to the sleeve in her hands, and then the corner where the two rings meet. Stefan nods immediately to signify that he sees where this is going, and Niobe mounts the top turnbuckle of the left ring before walking over to the right ring turnbuckle. Raab pulls Kash up by the head, punching him again and again as he drags him to the corner, propping him up on the turnbuckle with his back to Martin! She weaves her sleeve through two openings in the ceiling, and then wraps the sleeve around Kash’s neck, pulling up on both ends of the sleeve to choke Kash! Raab grabs a hold of Kash’s feet, dragging them out away from the turnbuckle, so he’s literally hanging! Kash’s eyes are wild with rage as he tries to fight free, but he literally has no leverage! Meanwhile, Madison and Jennings have C.J. pressed up against the cage, face first, dragging him across the cage as they mock Biggs, who’s just itching to get in! Blood continues to pour down the face of Gates, while Biggs looks anxiously back at the clock to see that he’ll be entering in less than twenty seconds!
West: C.J., Kash, and Reaver are all in a bad way! Biggs needs to get in there quick!
While Madison continues to press C.J. up against the War Games structure, raking his face and chest against it, while Jennings walks over to the door that Biggs will soon be entering, laying in wait to attack the Spaceman! 0:10 remains on the timer.
Harris: There’s a lot of history between these two men!
“Ju!”
“Kyu!”
“Hachi!”
“Shichi!”
“Roku!”
“Go!”
“Shi!”
“San!”
“Ni!”
“Ichi!”
The buzzer goes off, and Biggs rushes up the stairs, but as the ref tries to open the door, Jennings kicks it hard, knocking the ref off the apron into the steel barricade! Jennings explodes through the ropes, tackling Biggs down the ring steps, and to the floor! Both men are throwing punches fast and furious in the aisle, and the fans are going wild!
West: Even though Biggs hasn’t entered the structure yet, we are now officially in the match beyond! If somebody gives up or quits at this point, the match will end!
Jennings and Biggs are still brawling on the floor as the refs go to check on their fallen ally! By this point, Reaver has helped Kash escape the makeshift hanging by shoving Raab into the turnbuckle, causing Martin to lose her balance and fall backwards in between the two sets of ropes, catching her right arm on the top rope! Reaver catches Kash on his shoulders, and props his buddy up against the ropes before going right back on the attack on Raab, giving him some vicious head butts to the back of the head! With the door still open, Madison has left the structure as well to try and assist Jennings on the outside, but C.J. has come to, and follows him out of the Double Cell, turning him around and planting him into the arena floor with The Stamp of Approval Double Arm DDT! The crowd pops huge, and Biggs gets the advantage on Jennings, shoving him back and leaping up for a quick Drop Kick to the face! The Space Cowboys keep on their adversaries, pulling them both up by the heads, and dragging them to the structure, taking turns bouncing Jennings’ and then Madison’s heads off the structure as the fans count along! “Ichi! Ni! San! Shi! Go! Roku!” After the third shot apiece, both Biggs and C.J. wind up in unison, and smash their opponents’ faces off the steel structure, much to the delight of the Japanese crowd!
Harris: I don’t think it will count if Biggs or C.J. gets either Jennings or Madison to give up on the outside, will it?
West: I think you may be right, for once. The finish must come inside the War Games structure!
Inside the double cage, Raab kicks his leg back and up into Reaver’s nads once more, bringing Reaver down to his knees! Kash is still recovering from being hung, which gives Raab some time to recover himself. Niobe is holding her shoulder in pain following her awkward fall. Outside the structure, the action is still coming fast and furious, as Madison and Jennings begin to show signs of life. Biggs mounts the steel barricade, and leaps off, trying to catch Jennings with a Hurricanrana, but Jennings counters with a stiff Powerbomb, driving Biggs’ back into the mat! Madison, on the other hand, has begun climbing the structure, with C.J. in hot pursuit! The fans are gasping in awe as the two men climb up to the top of the structure!
Harris: They’re over 17 feet in the air right now, as the ring apron is roughly 5 and a half feet off the ground, while the structure itself is about 12 feet tall!
C.J. and Madison are trading blows atop the steel structure, fighting dangerously close to the edge! C.J. gets the upperhand and decks Madison right in the jaw, and he waivers a bit, one foot almost slipping off the cell! C.J. throws another punch, but Madison recovers in time to block it, and respond with a punch of his own that sends C.J. stumbling backwards! Madison then follows up with a Running Clothesline, knocking C.J. down on top of the structure! The fans breath a sigh of relief as the fight begins to move to the center of the roof.
Inside the Cell, all four competitors slowly begin to make their way to their feet. Kash throws a feeble punch towards Madison, who is still in between the two sets of ropes, and she takes it right on the chin! Madison counters with a punch with her left hand, clocking Kash in the nose! A lot has certainly been taken out of both competitors, but they still continue to fight! At this point, Reaver eyes Raab, and is absolutely pissed. Raab is still propped up against the turnbuckle, and Reaver lets out a loud, “HEEHAW!” before launching a Donkey Punch aimed for the back of Raab’s skull! Luckily for him, “The Killerplauze” dodges at the last moment, and Reaver punches the turnbuckle, which had been exposed by this point!
Harris: What a crafty move by Raab there! He wasn’t just resting on the turnbuckle! He was undoing the pad while playing chicken! Brilliant!
West: As much as I hate to admit it, it is legal.
Raab points to his head, as the fans give him all the venom they can muster! Reaver is holding his hand in pain as Raab turns his attention back to him, getting behind Reaver and pulling off a Rolling German Suplex! Raab keeps his wrists clutched, and rolls Reaver through for another Rolling German Suplex! Ultimately, Raab chains together four Rolling Germans before letting Reaver go. With Reaver on the mat, Raab rolls him onto the mat, and applies an STF!
West: If Raab can get Reaver to tap out here, then The Black Hand would win the Match!
Kash hears his buddy screaming in pain, and he clocks Niobe right in the nose with a Headbutt, and goes to break up the hold, giving Raab a hard kick to the face! He then peels Raab off of Reaver, and mounts the Mad German, pummeling him with punches and elbows to the face! Up on top of the structure, Jennings has joined C.J. and Madison, with Biggs scaling his way up the structure as well! The two members of the Black Hand are stomping the living daylights out of Gates, to the point that they don’t notice that Biggs has joined them up top! Biggs runs up and takes Jennings out with a Running Flying Forearm! Madison breaks away from C.J., and goes to attack Biggs, but The Spaceman gives him a hard elbow to the gut, followed up by a Jumping Leg Lariat right to the face! Biggs helps C.J. up, and gives him a pat on the back, encouraging his partner to keep fighting! As Jennings and Madison both get to their feet, they’re met by the Space Cowboys with stinging kicks targeting the legs and midsection!
Back inside the War Games structure, Jason Kash has Raab in an Elevated Texas Cloverleaf, with his knee in drilling into the back of Raab! Raab looks like he’s on the verge of tapping, and the fans are chanting “Tappu Auto! Tappu Auto!” hoping that Raab will give up!
Harris: We’re going to see a lot more submission type maneuvers at this point in the match, because that will be the most effective way to get your opponent to yield!
West: That’s right. Because the only two ways this match can end are if somebody taps out or says “I Quit,” and knowing the pride and toughness of these individuals, I don’t think we’re going to be hearing the latter!
Harris: Well sometimes you just don’t have a choice!
Raab’s face is turning red by this point, and his hand is hovering above the ring, but just before he appears to reach down to tap, Niobe Martin comes in to kick Kash right in the teeth, toes first! Kash lets go and grabs his mouth in pain, as blood begins to pour out! Kash can be seen trying to see if his teeth got knocked out again, which gives Niobe time to give him another kick to the back of the head, sending Kash down to the mat so she can apply a Fujiwar Armbar! Reaver has come to by this point, and gives her a Kneeling Polish Hammer to her hurt shoulder, causing Niobe to scream out in pain and release the hold. Reaver clutches his hand in pain again, as all four combatants inside the rings are down.
Up top, Biggs motions for C.J. to grab Madison in a Full Nelson, which C.J. obligizes. Then Biggs pulls Jennings up by the head, locking him in a ¾ Side Headlock, and runs up Madison’s chest and face before flipping over to pull off the Bigg Time on top of the Double Cell! The fans are going crazy at this! C.J. then follows up with Reverse DDT to Madison on top of the Cell! Both Jennings and Madison roll around in pain as Biggs and C.J. look towards the announce table. They turn back to each other and nod in unison!
Harris: I don’t like the look in their eyes! If they’re thinking what I think they’re thinking, this won’t end well for our table!
West: Have you ever seen an announce table survive One Night in Hell?
Harris: Not that I can think of…
West: Then quit whining!
Biggs and C.J. pull their opponents to vertical bases, Biggs with Jennings, and C.J. with Madison, dragging them to the edge! Biggs motions that he wants C.J. to whip Madison towards him, and signals a Hip Toss! The fans are going wild in anticipation! C.J. goes to whip Madison, but Madison reverses it! C.J. puts on the breaks just in time before he hits Biggs, but Madison and Jennings give C.J. a hard shove from behind, sending him and Biggs flying off the top of the Cell and through the announce table below!
“NANTE KOTODA! NANTE KOTODA!” the fans chant, which is Japanese for “Holy Smokes!”
West: WE NEED MEDICS RIGHT AWAY! THE BLACK HAND KILLED THESE MEN! THEY ARE NOT MOVING AT ALL!
Harris: Would you be able to move after a fall like that?! I don’t think so, pal! Oh my gosh!
Michael Jennings and Chris Madison launch themselves off the top of the cell, nailing Biggs and C.J. with flying body splashes! The fans are absolutely losing it now, some of them beginning a begrudging “Kuroi te! Kuroi te!” chant, which is Japanese for Black Hand! Obviously, leaping off the cell wasn’t the smartest decision Jennings or Madison have ever made, as Madison already has visible bruising on his chest, and Jennings is coughing up blood! However, so are Biggs and Gates, so they obviously got the worse of it. Inside the cell, all for combatants look in shock at what has transpired at ringside. Kash walks over to the cell wall, flabbergasted at what he has just seen. Niobe Martin and Stefan Raab are both behind him, and whip him around, snapping Kash out of his trance before attacking the “Bad Influence!” This wakes Kash up, and he fires back, blocking all their punches, and responding with punches and kicks of his own! He clocks Raab in the jaw, and gives Martin a hard Hammerfist to the bad shoulder! Martin screams out in pain, and Kash shows his dirty side, giving Raab his second nut shot of the match! Raab falls to both knees as Kash turns to Niobe and gives her the Kashed Out Swinging Shoulder Slam!
West: Kash is building up a head of steam! He could be closing in on victory here!
Harris: This isn’t looking good for the Black Hand!
Kash helps Reaver to his feet, and points for both of them to focus on Raab. Reaver nods in agreement, and they both turn towards “The Killerplauze.” However, from out of nowhere, Reaver cocks his fist and nails Kash in the back of the head a Donkey Punch! Kash falls head first into the exposed turnbuckle, and his head snaps back violently! Raab just looks up in shocked silence as Reaver spits some bloody spit on Kash and makes his way to the exit of the Double Cell! The crowd is seated in stunned silence, but the silence becomes overwhelming boos as Reaver exits the Cell and heads up the aisle. Medics come rushing by him to tend to the men at the announce table, but Reaver pays them no attention whatsoever!
West: Did Reaver just join The Black Hand!? Why would he do that to Kash!?
Harris: I don’t know, but I don’t think Reaver joined the Black Hand. If he did, why isn’t he sticking around?
Raab sees Kash laid out face first on the bottom turnbuckle, and drags him out to the middle of the ring by the legs. The fans are livid as Raab applies a Boston Crab! Kash tries to push himself up, but the grogginess and blood loss aren’t doing him any favors!
West: C’mon Kash! Get out of this! Get out of this man!
Harris: I don’t see how Kash can get out of this hold this late in the game, with the rest of his team taken out…
Raab leans back further, but Kash is still holding on, gritting his teeth. He makes a desperate push up, and begins to crawl towards the ropes, but Niobe Martin is right there to give him a Standing Elbow Drop, sending him back down to the mat! To add further insult to injury, Niobe locks a Crossface on Kash, trapping his arm and pulling back on his face!
Harris: Okay, now I really don’t see a way for Kash to get out of this one!
Kash tries to hold on valiantly, but it’s just a matter of time before he has no choice but to Tap Out! DING! DING! DING!
Winners: The Black Hand Paige: Here are your winners, by submission, Stefan Raab, Niobe Martin, Michael Jennings, and Chris Madison, The Black Hand!Avenged Sevenfold’s “Nightmare” hits the speakers as Raab and Martin release their holds on Kash. The refs make their way into the War Games structure to help them up, but Raab just shoves his ref away, while Martin yells at them not to touch her. They make their way to their feet, and raise each other’s arms in victory, Raab being careful to make sure he lifts Niobe’s left arm. The fans are booing as Raab and Martin exit the structure, and make their way to the destroyed announce table. Medics try to wave them off, but they heed them no attention as they help Madison and Jennings to their feet. West: We just witnessed carnage personified! Nobody who participated in this match will be leaving it as the same person they were before, I can tell you that much.Harris: It was brutal! It was bloody! It probably made some people at home puke! But in the end, The Black Hand showed that they were the more unified team, and as such, they leave in victory!West: Of course the Black Hand was more unified. Reaver turned on Jason Kash! Attacked him from behind, took him out, and left him laying for Stefan Raab and Niobe Martin to pick the bones. Still, a huge win for The Black Hand.Replays of some of the high points from the match begin to play, such as Kash’s leap over the two sets off ropes take down Raab, C.J.’s Stamp of Approval on Chris Madison to the arena floor, Niobe Martin hanging Jason Kash with her sleeve, Biggs’ Bigg Time on top the Cell, Jennings and Madison shoving The Space Cowboys off the top, and Reaver’s betrayal. The replays end with the Double-Team Submission by Raab and Martin. Harris: Thank goodness One Night in Hell only comes around once a year, because I don’t think my heart could handle watching another match like this any time soon!West: Nobody in this match-up is going to forget this contest any time soon, that’s for sure.The camera focuses on The Black Hand at the head of the stage. They line up, and all pull black gloves out of their pockets, placing them on before raising one open palm to the skies. The crowd is still booing as they disappear to the back. |
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Post by President Jeff on Oct 28, 2013 22:18:03 GMT -4
Our cameras pan into the back... and we fade into the face of our Undisputed Champion, Aubrey J. Parker, to a loud reaction-- mainly negative-- from our Japanese audience. We pan out a bit, revealing Jack Spade, who stands next to Aubrey, looking at her somewhat nervously as Aubrey looks off into the distance, a small smile on her face, stroking the Undisputed Title on her shoulder. We are evidently in Parker's locker-room. Jack Spade: Ms. Parker-- before you head into this huge Extreme Elimination Chamber match, I wanted to know if you could spare the time for a few questions...AJP: Yeeeesssss, yesssss, you're already here. I mean-- I hate interviews, but this seems appropriate, right? All things considered?Spade: Right, well, one of the main issues concerning tonight's main event is the revelation that former Undisputed Champion, Terry Marvin, won't be making it to the event.This draws a chorus of boos from the crowd, but only earns a small nod from Aubrey. AJP: Yeeaahh, Jack. See... A little earlier, at SCW's Legacy event, Terry was struck by a car. Somebody ran that poor man down, and I hope, sincerely that somebody's able to get to the bottom of this, BUUUUT, the show must go on, as they say. Yeah... And Terry's not gonna be in the Chamber.The crowd boos louder but Aubrey simply goes back to admiring the title on her shoulder. Spade: So with the environment of the Chamber changed, can we expect your gameplan to change tonight? Might we see a slightly re-tooled strategy?AJP: Excuse me, Jack? Come on! What kind of champion do you think I am?! I'm gonna go out there, and I'm gonna win that Elimination Chamber by giving these people exactly what they want... the fight of a lifetime... and I would never rob the APW Faithful of that. Never. So I'm gonna win that Elimination Chamber fair and square, and I'm gonna do it for the people. I'm gonna do it for Terry Marvin, my best friend, and...Aubrey turns to the camera, offering her most... sincere... expression of sadness. AJP: I'm sorry, Terry. Feel better soon. I'm gonna by your beside in that hospital as soon as I can. I love you, Terry Marvin. This win... this win tonight? It's all for you.Parker smirks and gives Jack a wink before slinking out of frame to the sound of a booing audience, disappearing down the corridor. Jack Slade simply sighs, looking into the camera as we fade to black. “Indestructible” plays as The NewGen Rising makes their way from the back. Brian Hollywood and Jace Savage walk out onto the stage. The crowd cheers as they make their way to the ring. Each member goes to a different set of stairs, located at each corner of the ring. Both members walk up the stairs at the same time. They wipe their feet on the ring apron and climb in between the ropes. Hollywood and Jace go to opposite corners, the fans cheers more as they raise their arms, and play it up for the crowd. Nailz: Looks like these fans forgive NewGen Rising for their antics on Asylum two weeks ago!Beckett: These guys... they've got guts. I don't know if I like 'em, but I like what they did.Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Japanese Death Tornado Tag Team Title Match! You can only win by either pinfall or submission. Introducing first, already in the ring…from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and forty two pounds, they are…NEWGEN RISING!The arena lights fade to a dim level as the opening to Rammstein's "Feuer Frei" starts up. As the chours is belted out several seconds later, the lights go up in orange and red as spotlights sweep stage and arena. The Sisters of Suffering, Talon and Lady Rayne, come out onto the stage and stop at the top of the ramp on either side. Moments later, Sentinel and Zachariah Blood make their entrance as well, the latter standing before the former with tattooed arms stretched out to his sides while the former stands with his head lowered. "Bang, bang!
Bang, bang!"The lyrics prompt the emission of fire from the stage which leads to the quintet storming down the ramp with a purpose. Zachariah rushes the apron and leaps onto it as Sentinel pulls himself up via the ropes. Talon and Rayne link their arms as their charges take the other two, lifting both sisters up simultaneously and holding the ropes open as they enter. Tyler Harrison climbs the steps, giving Brian Hollywood and Jace Savage a smirk before leaning against the ropes from the outside of the ring. Nailz: Look at this group... Look at this!Beckett: I love 'em! New tag champs!Ferrari: Accompanied to the ring by Lady Rayne, Tyler Harrison and Talon, competing tonight at a combined weight of 500 pounds, the team of Zachariah Blood and Sentinel...THE UNFORGIVEN!"Gefährlich das gebrannte Kind,
Mit Feuer das vom Leben trennt,
Ein heisser Schrei,
Bäng bäng,
Feuer frei!"The ladies slink into the ring in a sultry fashion, standing back to back before the ropes as their men ascend the turnbuckles. Sentinel holds his arms out wide, head tilted back as he soaks up the negative reaction while Zachariah milks it even further, letting out a roaring battle cry and hurling epithets at the fans which are lost in the tumlut. They drop down, once more hold the ropes so the sisters can exit to the outside, where they join Tyler, who drops down from the apron. Immediately, Talon casts an arm around Tyler’s shoulders, murmuring something to him while Rayne, with a sinister smirk, applauds her man. However, the two sisters slowly back away from ringside, making their way to the back, away from the barbaric environment. Blood and Sentinel then turn to the task at hand. Zachariah sits on the top turnbuckle, Sentinel before him, both eager to begin, while Tyler remains at ringside. Ferrari: And their opponents…Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
"It's yours!"The chorus and intro to “The World Is Yours” blares open through the speakers of the complex as the cheers are for the arrival of “The Dying Breed”. The two young, aspiring talents come from the back, spotlight focused on them as they walk with their Tag Team Titles, style, and grace while slapping the hands of their adored fans. Those of the haters are ignored as the two make their way towards the ring. Ferrari: Hailing from Tampa, Florida and the Bronx, New York and weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty five pounds, they are the APW Tag Team Champions of the world…THE DYING BREED!As the introduction ceases, the men climb and roll into the ring as it’s a simple wave to the crowd before going to each corner of the ring, standing on the second turnbuckle, with their arms in the air. They look around before dropping down simultaneously. They come together back to the center of the ring, ready to take care of business. Nailz: The buildup to how these six men even got here has been incredible! Ill intent, double crossings, and sneak attacks have run rampant among all of these teams for weeks, but tonight the running must halt as only one of them will leave the Tokyo Dome victorious.Beckett: My money is on The Unforgiven. That’s one basket that I’d put all of my eggs in. Let’s go fellas, woohoo!!Nailz: Rasslemania IX was the night that The Dying Breed re-captured the Tag Team Titles for a second time and seven months removed from that event, they have dominated the competition. Will tonight be a continuation of that or will new champions be crowned? Half of the ropes have been wrapped in barbwire and numerous weapons have been scattered around and under the ring, so stay tuned!APW Tag Team Title Japanese Death Tornado Tag Team Match
The Dying Breed (c) vs. NewGen Rising vs. The Unforgiven
The bell rings and we are underway for what appears to be an exhilarating match! All of the competitors will be in the ring at any given time and no tags will be made. Weapons such as steel chairs, a baseball bat, brass knuckles, a kendo stick, and a sledgehammer placed on each side of the ring along with padding removed from half of the turnbuckles are sure to keep things interestingl! Finally, one side of the ring features the middle-and-bottom rope wrapped in barbwire, while another side of the ring features all of the ropes wrapped in barbed wire!
Beckett: God-- look at the ring! Hahaha, I love it! Half of the ring is a death-trap!
Nailz: And these fans in Tokyo are hot for our World Tag Team Championship match!
Hopkins wastes no time going after Savage and the unlikely duo of Anthony Bailey and Brian Hollywood pair up to square off against The Unforgiven!
Nailz: There we are!
The Tap Out Champion strikes Savage with a gut kick and follows up with a forearm to the jaw. Savage slouches over from the impact as Hopkins reaches for a chair. He promptly slams it into Savage’s back, causing him to scream loudly and stand straight up from the pain! Hopkins drops the chair and attempts to irish whip Savage into the portion of the ropes that is covered in barbed wire. But Savage quickly pumps the brakes and slows down his momentum. He charges back towards Hopkins and clobbers him with a flying clothesline taking him down to the mat. Zachariah Blood is effectively going to work on Anthony Bailey on the other side of the ring. They then decide to test the strength of one another and lock up. Blood’s motives are called into question as he knees Bailey right in the sternum. Blood lifts The Promise up…suplex onto a chair! Brian Hollywood and Sentinel are duking it out blow for blow and look like they will be the first ones to spill to the outside of the ring. Hollywood rams his head into the midsection of Sentinel and sends him flying face first into an unpadded turnbuckle!! Hollywood showcases the real test of strength as he grabs Sentinel from behind and executes a German suplex on the two hundred and seventy-seven pound behemoth! Bailey is able to rise back to his feet as Hollywood walks over to Zachariah Blood and nails him with a solid right jab, buying Bailey some time. Bailey and Hollywood link arms and take Blood down with a double clothesline! Garnering some cheers from the audience, Bailey and Hollywood’s eyes lock as they have an intense staredown with one another.
Beckett: Come on Hollywood! Hit him! Knock his lights out!!
Nailz: Is all of that really necessary?
Beckett: Are you kidding me Russ? Bailey made this man sit in an elementary aged kid’s school desk and gave him some ol’ crumby Dying Breed T-shirt that’s only going for $3.99 on eBay!
Nailz: Wait…you actually researched the retail value of The Dying Breed’s gift to NewGen Rising a few weeks ago?
Beckett suddenly pauses.
Beckett: I’d rather not discuss my personal matters live on pay per view, thank you.
Nailz: But you brought it…
Beckett quickly cuts Nailz off by changing the topic.
Beckett: This match sure is intriguing isn’t it ladies and gentlemen?!
Jair Hopkins has moved on from Jace Savage to Sentinel and the two are going back and forth trying to gain the upperhand over the other. Sentinel has Bailey locked in tightly with an abdominal stretch while NewGen Rising are double teaming Blood. Aided brainbuster on Zachariah Blood!! And NewGen Rising doesn’t exhaust any time as they immediately pick Blood up off of the mat and launch him over the ropes to the outside of the ring!! This Tokyo crowd is going insane because they are aware that the steady paced match so far is about to pick up even more! Hollywood drops down on all fours near the ropes as Savage slowly backs up….Savage darts towards Hollywood….he leaps onto his back….SAVAGE CLEARS THE TOP ROPE AND COLLIDES INTO BLOOD WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!!!
Nailz: That was insane!
Blood and Savage are both down as Hollywood stands up and looks to the outside of the ring to check on his partner. Bailey capitalizes on Hollywood’s obliviousness and sneaks up behind him…he strikes him across the back with the kendo stick! Reverse neckbreaker by Anthony Bailey on Brian Hollywood. Sentinel and Hopkins are still restless as they continue to brawl and try to beat the brains out of each other. Bailey climbs to the top turnbuckle…moonsault leg drop that perfectly connects right across the neck of Brian Hollywood!! Bailey lays on top of him and hooks his leg for the cover…
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Nailz: Oh, God!
Beckett: Haha, I think the Golden Boy’s out!
Sentinel picks up Bailey by the back of his head with one hand and picks up Hollywood by his hair with the other. He pulls each of their heads in the opposite direction of one another…and BAM! He slams them face first into each other, to the delight of Steve Beckett at the commentary table. Still holding on, Sentinel single handedly tosses both Anthony Bailey and Brian Hollywood to the outside of the ring! They didn’t neatly clear the top rope as both of their chests scrape across some barbwire drawing blood.
Nailz: Ouch! Ah-- I think Bailey and Hollywood both got sliced right open!
Beckett: They had it coming… What are these people chanting?
Nailz: A birdie tells me it’s “Let’s Go Hopkins!”
“のJ・ホプキンス(スズキ)移動してみましょう!” (“Let’s go Hopkins!” in Japanese) fills the Dome as Hopkins is the only fan favorite left inside of the ring. Blood and Savage are beginning to stir on the outside as Hopkins is ready for Sentinel as soon as he turns around. Front face slam by Hopkins! It’s not enough to keep Sentinel down as he is back on his feet in no time. Japanese armdrag by Hopkins, seemingly paying homage to the supportive attendees of One Night In Hell. Sentinel is quickly back on his feet again as he looks to slow down Hopkins with an eye rake. Temporarily blinded, Hopkins has nowhere to go as The Silent Destroyer takes him down with a big boot. Sentinel has Hopkins up only for but a second before taking him down once again with a fall away slam! He makes a quick cover.
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Savage has begun to scour under the ring for some weapons and he retrieves a steel chair. Blood attacks him from behind before he can do any harm with it though. Hollywood, clutching his bleeding chest, sprints over to assist his tag team partner. Sentinel once again lifts up Hopkins, who is running towards him, for a flapjack but Hopkins grabs onto a barbwire free top rope behind Sentinel and with momentum from Sentinel’s lifting throw, HOPKINS FLIPS TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING WITH A SENTON RIGHT INTO THE GROUP OF HOLLYWOOD, BLOOD, AND SAVAGE!!!
Nailz: Oh my goodness!!! What an excellent move from our Tap Out Champion! Thank God that he grabbed the right rope. He could have very well injured his hand in the process.
Beckett: That’s what gangsters like him do. They hurt others, they hurt themselves, and they cause all kinds of chaos during the process.
Bailey, who has just set up a wooden table that he found under the ring, goes to check on his partner. Wiping the blood off of his chest with his bare hands, he instantly becomes aware of the damage that has been done. ”Hey idiot!” says Bailey shouting to Sentinel, who is still in the ring, as he hops onto the ring apron being sure to steer clear of the barbwire. Sentinel walks towards Bailey but is met with a left hand to the kisser. Bailey grabs Sentinel and lifts him up…SUPLEX OVER THE ROPES AND RIGHT ONTO THE TABLE!!! The table freely collapses as Sentinel and Bailey join the other four megastars in their state of unconsciousness. And the crowd is going nuts!
Nailz: God! Everybody’s down!
Beckett: What’s he doing?!
The crowd boos as Tyler Harrison begins to creep his way around ringside toward the unconscious bodies… And he immediately lifts Anthony Bailey up and rolls him into the ring with slight struggle!
Nailz: What the--?!
Tyler then makes his way over to Zachariah Blood and the Japanese crowd boos uproariously!
Beckett: He’s doing his job!
Nailz: No-- this isn’t right!
Tyler rolls Blood into the ring. The referee throws his hands up, trying to scold Tyler off, but is unable to do anything! The crowd is nearly deafening in their disapproval as Tyler Harrison drags Zachariah Blood across the unconscious, bloodied body of Anthony Bailey. The referee has no choice but to drop down for the count!
Nailz: OH COME ON!
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Out of nowhere, Jair Hopkins dives into the ring and pushes Zachariah Blood away to make the save! The crowd roars-- but Tyler Harrison immediately picks up the previously abandoned steel chair and drives it into Hopkins’ back! Hopkins falls face-first to the mat and Harrison immediately begins yelling for Blood to get up-- but soon, the crowd grows thunderous again! Tyler’s eyes turn toward the ramp and his eyes widen! He drops the chair and tries to escape through the ropes-- but suddenly “The Smooth One” William D. Williams slides into the ring!
Nailz: IT’S THE SMOOTH ONE!
Beckett: No! He’s ruining a perfectly good Japanese Deathmatch!
The crowd roars as Williams, pummels Tyler into the turnbuckle corner, rips his shirt open, and then begins to light him up with knife-edged chops, yelling a ”WOOOO!” each time, similar to their western counterparts. Williams then grabs Tyler by the arm and rushes him toward an adjacent set of turnbuckles, throwing him into the exposed corner! Tyler flips head-over-heels before hitting the corner, smashing back first into the exposed turnbuckles! He cries out in pain and falls to his knees! Williams lifts him up by the hair and the back of his ripped shirt, throwing him over the top rope and out of the ring! Williams drops down and Tyler turns around, backing up to the barricade-- only to get taken over the top and to the outside with a Running Clothesline!
Nailz: All hell has broken loose in Tokyo!
Meanwhile, at ringside, Zachariah Blood rises to his feet at the same time as Jair Hopkins! Blood, with a roar, rushes at Hopkins for a Shining Wizard-- but Hopkins ducks and rolls through, catching Blood in the Kneeling Single Leg Crab!
Beckett: Ahhhh!
Nailz: Jair Hopkins won the Tap Out Championship with this maneuver! There are no rope breaks!
Blood cries out in pain, beginning to pull at his own hair in frustration! Soon, however, Jace attempts to enter the match-- but Anthony Bailey scrambles to his feet and fends him off with a Running Dropkick to the delight of the crowd, sending Savage back-first into the barbed wire-covered ropes! Bailey turns, however, and is soon taken down with a steel-chair assisted Missile Dropkick from the top rope from Brian Hollywood, earning a massive pop!
Nailz: And HOLLYWOOD with the innovation!
Hollywood climbs to his feet and turns around, driving a boot into the side of Hopkins’ head! Hopkins cries out and falls, releasing Zachariah Blood from the Crab. Blood quickly pulls himself out of the ring, but Hopkins goes after Hollywood! The two exchange rights and lefts until Savage hits him from behind with a Russian Leg Sweep! Hollywood follows up with a jumping knee drop to his ribs, and both men drop down to cover him!
Beckett: Hey-- why didn’t anyone else think of that?!
Nailz: Hopkins isn’t gonna be able to kick out of all this weight!
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CLANG!
CLANG!
The crowd is in a frenzy as a ladder is driven into the side of Brian Hollywood’s head, knocking him to the mat, and then simply thrown down across Jace Savage’s back, by the “Silent Destroyer.” Sentinel leans back against the clear ropes and tilts his head back, taking a deep breath as he absorbs the boos of the audience. He then strides forward and lifts Brian Hollywood to his feet, positioning him across his shoulders and calmly walking over to the ladder which now lies across Jair Hopkins… And Sentinel delivers a Samoan Drop, crushing Hollywood onto the ladder, into Jair!
Nailz: GOD…
Sentinel throws Hollywood off of Hopkins and then places a foot on the ladder, crushing it into Hopkins’ ribs! Hopkins cries out in pain and finally Sentinel kicks the ladder away, diving down to hook the near leg!
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Jace Savage climbs back to his feet, though we can clearly see blood trickling down from the left side of his head. He glares at Sentinel and as soon as Sentinel turns-- he is met with a hard right fist to the face from Jace Savage! Sentinel staggers back, and throws a hand up to his mouth, looking at Savage with a stoic expression… which fades to anger. Sentinel strides forward and delivers a Headbutt to Savage that takes him to the mat! Savage scrambles to his feet and Sentinel hits him with three stiff knees that take him upward into the air each time! Sentinel goes to Irish Whip Savage-- but Savage tries to reverse it! Sentinel angrily pulls Savage back toward him, but Savage counters into a Wheelbarrow Victory Roll!
Nailz: What a counter!
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Sentinel scrambles to his feet in shock, but immediately turns around into a Running Tornado DDT that sends him bouncing face-first off of the ladder! The crowd roars as Savage hooks both legs!
Beckett: Holy crap, I think he did it!
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And to the dismay of the crowd, Zachariah Blood interrupts by pulling Savage off of Sentinel and out of the ring, before throwing him face-first across the top of the announce table! Savage groggily rolls off, and begins to exchange fists with Blood at ringside, but Blood nails a blatant low blow! The crowd continues to boo and Blood grins, hitting Savage with a Buzzsaw Kick!
Beckett: Mind Breaker!
Blood turns around and makes his way back toward the apron-- but Anthony Bailey slides the ladder out of the ring, catching Blood right in the forehead! Blood falls backwards and the ladder lands on top of him out of the ring. Bailey goes out to the top rope and sets his sights on Sentinel who lies in the center of the ring. Bailey hops over the fallen body of Jair Hopkins is nails Sentinel with a Frog Splash! Sentinel clutches his ribs in pain and Bailey starts to cover him, but he sees Brian Hollywood climbing to his feet. Bailey rushes over to Hollywood, but--
Nailz: THE EXECUTIVE PROMISE!
Beckett: Haha, YES! Super Kick right to the mouth of “THE Promise!”
The crowd explodes at the shot and Hollywood hooks the far leg!
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Nailz: And Hopkins breaks it up this time!
Beckett: Things have been out of control!
Hopkins and Hollywood exchange lefts and rights! Hopkins gains the upper-hand with a knee to the gut followed by a knee to the jaw into a lifting headlock-- but sensing the danger, Hollywood pushes himself away, landing on his feet in front of Hopkins! He goes for the same “Executive Promise” Super Kick on Hopkins that he hit on Bailey-- but Hopkins catches his leg and flips him over into the Single Leg Crab! Hollywood cries out in pain and reaches out, grabbing the bottom rope, but the referee informs him that rope breaks don’t matter! Hollywood, grunting and groaning in pain, begins to use the apron to pull himself out of the ring!
Nailz: Jair Hopkins is trying with every fiber of his being to keep that hold locked in!
Beckett: ...Well he’d better try harder.
Hollywood finally manages to slip free, pulling himself out of the ring! Hopkins, still facing away from the ropes is unable to prepare himself as Sentinel Clotheslines him, sending both men over the top rope and to the outside! Even upon the rough landing, Sentinel and Hopkins continue to fight up to their knees, and then up to their feet exchanging hard fists and forearms! Sentinel tries to Irish Whip Hopkins into the barricade-- but Hopkins nails a Savate Kick to his gut and then swings Sentinel back-first into the barricade by his hair and his tights!
Nailz: And look at Hopkins, showing some impressive strength!
Hopkins motions for the timekeeper to get out of the way and the crowd roars as he grabs the ring bell!
Beckett: Hey! You can’t have that!
Nailz: Go take it from him.
Beckett: Sentinel, look out!
Sentinel climbs up to his feet, but Hopkins, complete with a battle cry, sprints forward and drives the bell into his head, right into his temple! Sentinel falls over the barricade and onto the concrete on the other side! Hopkins drops the ring bell at ringside and turns back toward the ring-- but suddenly, Brian Hollywood rushes forward, wielding a steel chair like a javelin and drives it into Hopkins’ sternum! Hopkins falls backwards into the barricade. Hollywood runs forward and nails a Running Big Boot to the side of the head that takes Hopkins over the barricade into the crowd! Hollywood, chair still in hand, hops the barricade and begins following Sentinel, who is crawling away, clutching his skull. Hollywood drives the chair viciously into his back!
Beckett: Hollywood has gone nuts with that chair! Hahaha, I LOVE IT!
Hollywood drives the chair into Sentinel’s back a second time and then turns around toward Hopkins. He raises the chair above his head, striding forward as Hopkins crawls to his hands and knees… but Hopkins charges forward and hits a Calf Kick, knocking Hollywood back-first to the concrete, and the chair slides across the floor! Hopkins begins to pummel Hollywood with lefts and rights, but Hollywood fights back, backing Hopkins against the side of the barricade as the two trade blows!
Quickly, our cameras cut to the second level where William D. Williams and a beaten-looking Tyler Harrison continue to brawl! Williams throws Tyler face-first into a vending machine-- but Tyler pushes himself back, fighting Williams off with an elbow to the jaw! Tyler turns and takes Williams down with a side headlock, but the two continue to fight on the ground, where our cameras have a harder time seeing them.
Nailz: Harrison and Williams continue to go at it in front of these great fans here in Tokyo-- the action is basically in their laps! But look… Zachariah Blood is up to his feet, but good lord, his mouth… He looks like he might’ve lost a molar or something!
Beckett: Hahahaha, Zachariah Red-Wings! He looks like he’s had better nights.
Nailz: That is foul.
Blood begins to pick Jace Savage up on the outside, but fails to hear the crowd grow loud as Anthony Bailey ascends to the top rope behind them! Blood turns and his eyes widen as Bailey flies from the top for a Cross Body toward both men-- but Savage is able to pivot and shove Blood right into harm’s way! Blood is flattened in lightning-fast fashion!
Nailz: What impact!
Bailey climbs to his feet, but Jace Savage grabs him and swings him back first into the steel steps at ringside! The steps fall apart and Savage lifts Blood up, rolling him into the ring! He follows him inside, hooking both legs.
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TH-- Shoulder up!
Nailz: I thought NewGen Rising was about to steal one off of Bailey’s offense!
Beckett: How is that ‘stealing one’? I don’t even like the guys, but that was a surprisingly decent strategy!
We briefly cut to the action in the crowd where Brian Hollywood and Jair Hopkins have started fighting their way up the bleachers, toward the second level! Sentinel rises to his feet on the concrete below them. His eyes settle on the chair that Hopkins had dropped and he grabs it, but picks his spot as he watches the two throw each other into the guardrail, trading chops and forearms.
Back at ringside, Bailey climbs back up onto the apron, holding his back in pain, but Savage rushes forward and hits him with a knee to the jaw! Bailey falls from the apron again, hitting the barricade! Savage turns and begins to stomp away at Zachariah Blood, who is trying to climb to his feet!
Nailz: I don’t think I’ve ever seen NewGen Rising as vicious as they are here tonight!
Beckett: I know, right. Look at that Baby-Faced Jace go!
Savage stalks Blood to his feet and goes to Irish Whip him-- but Blood Irish Whips Savage toward the exposed turnbuckles, following close behind… but Savage leaps into the air and counters with a Springboard Split-Legged Armdrag to the delight of the audience! Blood is hurled to the center of the ring. Disoriented, he staggers to his feet, into a Jumping Back Roundhouse! Blood hits the canvas and Savage goes out to the apron, ascending to the top rope, signaling for the end!
Nailz: This is it! Jace Savage is going for the Bank Roll!
Savage leaps off, going for the Flipping Neckbreaker to Blood-- but Blood ducks… and Savage counters into a Sunset Flip!
Nailz: SAVAGE COUNTERED HIS COUNTER!
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With the crowd at an all-time high, Blood manages to roll away from Savage! Both men climb to their feet, but out of nowhere, Blood smashes into Jace Savage with a Step-Up Shining Wizard!
Beckett: SADISTIC WARLOCK! SAVAGE IS OUT!
Before Blood can cover Savage, he is turns around into a shot from Bailey-- a right hand that knocks Blood clear out of the ring! Bailey drops down and covers Savage!
Beckett: Now who’s stealing what?!
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Bailey immediately turns Savage over and locks him in an STF while Blood lies on his back on the outside. The crowd screams in a mixture of chants and reactions as Savage struggles in the STF!
Nailz: Savage is locked in that STF by Bailey!
Beckett: I’ve been told that we’re needed back in the crowd! Things have gotten messy!
Jair Hopkins finally gains the upperhand on Brian Hollywood, nailing an Implant DDT onto the steel grating of the second level of the bleachers! The audience members, merely feet away, lean over the railing to touch them, but they fall back in terror as Sentinel rushes toward Hopkins swinging the chair at his skull…
Nailz: OH GOD!
...But Hopkins is able to duck down and the chair goes flying from Sentinel’s hands! Sentinel turns around and Hopkins charges at him for a Cross Body-- but Sentinel catches him and delivers a one-armed Spinebuster on the steel grating! Hopkins arches his back in pain, croaking out in agony. He pulls himself up with his back to the guardrail-- and Sentinel hits him with a powerful Clothesline that cracks Hopkins’ back against the steel railing! Hopkins cries out and falls to his face. Sentinel goes after him-- but he’s suddenly clobbered with a running forearm by Brian Hollywood! Sentinel falls back and he turns, eating a Spinning Heel Kick from Hollywood, catching him right in the nose, seemingly knocking him out! All three men are down on the second… but soon, bursting into the scene is Tyler Harrison, as William D. Williams launches him down the stairs from the third level! Williams doesn’t stop, continuing to pummel Tyler with forearms. We see that at some point during the melee, Williams has been busted open as his nose gushes blood!
Nailz: I don’t know how or when he got that! He’s been beating Tyler up and down this arena for nearly ten minutes!
Beckett: Look in the ring!
Nailz: Savage has been in the STF for over a half minute! He won’t tap!
Beckett: He’s fading! He’s about to pass out!
The referee sees that Savage has stopped moving and raises his arm, holding a finger up to the timekeeper as he lets it fall.
Nailz: There’s one!
The referee raises Savage’s arm… And it falls, limp to the mat once more.
Beckett: There’s two! If Savage’s arm falls one more time, he-- AHH!
Zachariah Blood slams a completely wooden folding chair down across the back of Bailey! The crowd grows loud as Blood lifts the chair up, slamming it down across Bailey’s spine again… and again… and again… and again! The table begins to splinter.
Nailz: Thirteen! Fourteen shots!
Beckett: Oh my God! Where the hell did Zachariah Blood get a wooden folding chair?!
A fifteenth shot causes the wooden chair to completely break and fall apart in Blood’s hands. Despite their hatred for the Unforgiven, the crowd applauds Blood for the pure chaos! Blood backs into the corner and watches as Jace Savage begins to pull himself up in the corner, though he barely seems to know where he is. Savage turns… And Blood charges at him, going for another Step-Up Shining Wizard-- but Savage launches him overhead, jaw-first into the exposed top turnbuckle! He then spins Blood around and nails a Release Northern Lights Suplex!
Nailz: OH MY GOD! NORTHERN LIGHTS BY SAVAGE! THE COVER!
Savage hooks the far leg and grapevines the near one while the crowd counts along with the referee!
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The crowd goes into a frenzy as Blood shoots a shoulder off of the mat and rolls over onto his stomach. Savage buries his face in his hands and lies on the mat in a mixture of exhaustion, pain, and frustration.
Nailz: WHAT a match!
Beckett: They’re taking everything to each other! These teams hate each other!
We cut back to the second level of the bleachers, cameraside, where William D. Williams now has Tyler Harrison against the railing and is trying to choke him out-- to squeeze the life out of him-- but Tyler hits a thumb to the eyes! As WDW backs away, Tyler reaches into his back pocket… and retrieves handcuffs! Williams turns around and swings at Tyler-- but Tyler ducks and swings the handcuffs into the side of his head! Williams staggers and Tyler immediately handcuffs him to the guardrail!
Nailz: What the hell?!
The crowd boos and Williams tries to get free, kicking at Tyler, but is unable. Tyler observes Hollywood who climbs to his feet… and to the dismay of the crowd runs, hitting him with a knee to the skull! Hollywood falls onto his rear, eyes wide and in a daze. Tyler lifts Hopkins up… but Hopkins counters with a European Uppercut! Tyler pivots and turns around, right into a Superkick from Hollywood! Tyler goes limp and hits the ground!
Beckett: Down goes Harrison!
Nailz: And suddenly, the managers are no longer a factor in this match! Harrison and Williams are indisposed!
Hopkins seems to realize his positioning, and he grabs Hollywood, pulling him forward and hitting a Flapjack that knocks him rib-first onto the guardrail! Hollywood grunts in pain, and fires back with an elbow to the jaw of Hopkins! Hopkins fights back and this time, nails a Spinning Lariat that takes Hollywood to the ground! Hopkins then pulls himself up and goes over to Williams, observing the handcuffs on his wrist. He shoots a glance toward the ring, and then at the handcuffs again.
Nailz: Hopkins is torn! Does he go back to the ring and help Bailey, or does he try to get his friend, William D. Williams free?!
Beckett: Let Williams sit there and take that punishment and embarrassment! Isn’t that why he’s here? To even the odds?! Well look-- they’re even! Hopkins needs to get back to that ring and--
Nailz: BRIAN HOLLYWOOD!
Hollywood tackles Hopkins from behind, knocking him into Williams and their heads collide! Hopkins is groggy on his feet and turns around as Hollywood positions him in a front facelock.
Nailz: Hollywood is going for the Lay-Off!
As Hollywood turns to complete the Twist of Fate DDT… He is intercepted…
Beckett: WhoawhoawhoaWHOA!
Sentinel tackles Hollywood with a huge Spear that carries Hollywood into Hopkins, that carries both men into the barely-conscious William D. Williams! The guardrail completely rips from its holding place in the wall and the floor and all four men tumble from the second-story rafters, down to the equipment below! Tables are broken, lights are smashed, and sparks go flying upon the crash!
”HOLY SHIT!”
”HOLY SHIT!”
”HOLY SHIT!”
”HOLY SHIT!”
Tyler Harrison makes his way to the edge of the wreckage, barely able to stand on his own power, but looks down in horror at the strewn about bodies below.
Nailz: None of them… not ONE of them is moving.
Beckett: Gahahahahahodddd, I wanna see it again!
Inside the ring, Jace Savage is stalking Zachariah Blood once more. Blood turns and Savage runs at him, going for a somersault Neckbreaker-- but Blood shoves him off! Savage hits the ground and turns, running back at Blood for a Clothesline, and taking him head-over-heels! Savage looks at Bailey, who is stirring in the corner. He drags Blood to his feet and plants him with a DDT! Savage then signals for the end and makes his way over to Anthony Bailey, forcing him to his feet.
Nailz: Bailey’s barely moving… I don’t think--
Bailey, as soon as Savage manages to get him up, however, is able to catch him with a stiff European Uppercut and then… A Sitout Scoop Slam Piledriver!
Beckett: Guaranteed Success! Bailey broke Savage’s neck!
Bailey is barely able to move. We see vicious welts on his back, and blood raining down from his back, as well as his chest. He is literally shaking as he crawls over Jace Savage and hooks the far leg.
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...But Zachariah Blood blasts Bailey with a Shining Wizard, taking him viciously, and emphatically to the mat.
Nailz: The Sadistic Warlock!
And with one last burst of energy, Jace Savage grabs Blood in a rear-waist lock and rolls him back, shoulders to the mat for a rollup!
Nailz: JACE SAVAGE!
Beckett: NOOO! NO!
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Nailz: I don’t believe this…
Beckett: Believe it! Tony’s about to anounce it!
Blood hops the barricade with both championships and groggily walks toward the area where EMTs are quickly gathering.
Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen… Your winners… And the NEEEEWWWWWW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… Zachariah Blood and Sentinel, THE UNFORGIVEN! The crowd boos uproariously. Blood approaches Sentinel, whom is being held up, supported by Tyler Harrison. All three members look tattered and barely-standing, but Blood grins and hands Sentinel the Tag Team Championship. Sentinel looks down at it for a moment and simply nods. They raise their titles high in the air while Tyler smiles, pleased, up at the two championships. Nailz: They did it. It took five months of terrorizing our roster, but they got what they wanted. I hope they’re happy. I hope Tyler Harrison is proud of himself for what happened to Jair Hopkins and William D. Williams… And-- I’m honestly disgusted.Beckett: Whatever. Let’s talk about that POETIC JUSTICE of an ending! For WEEKS, weeeeek after weeeeek, Dying Breed and NewGen Rising have been screwing Unforgiven out of classic matchups with cheap rollups and other tactics-- but tonight, they got beat by their own game! Look at Jace Savage! He looks like his dog just died! He got OUTSMARTED! A dose of his own medicine! Hahahahaha!Nailz: Savage? How about Bailey? Bailey can’t even stand up, and I don’t think he knows what’s happened to his stablemates yet.The EMTs continue to tend to Williams and Hopkins. Hollywood is able to push himself to his feet, literally shoving medics away as they try to help him. He makes his way back to ringside, threatening to fall over with each step of the way. He sloppily hops the barricade and pulls Jace Savage out of the ring, though Jace still has his face buried in his hands. Savage sighs and uses himself to support Hollywood, helping his partner up the ramp, as more EMTs rush past them to check on Bailey. Beckett: Everbody’s standing but the Dying Breed, Russ. What’s this tell you?!Nailz: Things have never looked worse.We fade to black on the backs of Sentinel, Zachariah Blood, and their cronie, Tyler Harrison, as they disappear through the exits, Blood and Sentinel clutching their new Tag Team Championships. |
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Post by President Jeff on Oct 28, 2013 22:18:26 GMT -4
After the War Games match, President Jeff walks towards Stefan's locker room with two prison guards standing outside as Jeff begins to speak in an angry tone voice. President Jeff: "Excuse me guys, is Stefan in his locker room?"Prison guard #1: "Yes he is Jeff. Why you asking?"President Jeff: "Because I want a word with him after his assault on Russ two weeks ago on Asylum. Can you let me in his locker room please?"Prison guard #2: "Yes we can Jeff. We got a hidden camera in there so for your safety camera crew, it's best if you stand out here with us."President Jeff: "Thank you very much."The first prison guard reports the other four guards in the locker room that President Jeff is coming in as the second guard unlocks the padlock and chains from Stefan's locker room door. As soon as the guards got the door open, Jeff storms in the locker room, wanting to get in Stefan's face. Stefan's sitting on the chair in complete silence, facing the wall away from President Jeff as he begins to yell at Stefan. President Jeff: "STEFAN RAAB. I WANT A WORD WITH YOU SO TURN AROUND AND LOOK AT ME NOW."Stefan turns around and straight away he stands up, getting his fist up towards Jeff's face and begins to speak while the four guards hold Stefan back from hitting Jeff. Stefan Raab: "You have no idea how long I've wanted to hurt, destroy and bust you wi........................"President Jeff: "No you won't Stefan, because this is why I'm here tonight as well to talk to you about your actions on the last Asylum show, so put your fist down."Stefan wants to knock Jeff out but because of the guards holding him back, he has to put his fist down as he does and smiles at Jeff as he speaks. Stefan Raab: "Oh when I put Russ T Nailz on the injury list, right?President Jeff: "That's correct Raab. I'll tell you something that just because you go around beating up people in prison, It doesn't mean you can run around in my company, beating staff members and wrestlers on Asylum up as well for no reason, putting them and other wrestlers at risk and in danger with your out of control behaviour. The beating you done on Russ T Nailz is one of the most lowest forms of disrespect I've ever seen in my last five years, running this company as an owner.Stefan Raab: "Because people like him, Kash and you called me a fucking joke."President Jeff: "That's a damn lie Stefan and you know it. I just got off the phone to the prison warden and I'm telling you like I've told him that due to your violent assault on Russ T Nailz, I'm suspending you without pay for two weeks and you're also going back in Solitary Confinement to think about what you've done so guards, Take Mr Raab back to prison now and toss his ass in Solitary Confinement."Stefan Raab: "I'm so glad you are suspending me because Asylum is a god damn joke, but this war we've had all year round isn't over so here's your present on something that will wait for you when you book me or when you see me again on Overdrive."Stefan charges straight for Jeff and tries to kick him, but the guards quickly put the hand and legcuffs on Stefan's hands and legs as Stefan spits in Jeff's face before he's dragged away, smiling that he wasn't allowed to attend Asylum in two weeks time as Jeff watches and follows the guards and Stefan out of the arena, watching the guards throw Stefan into the prison truck and they send him away as Jeff walks back into the arena going into his office. Ferrari: The Following Contest is a Japanese Deathmatch for the APW WORLD Heavyweight Championship!! To win this match you must pin or submit your opponent in a No Rules Environment. Introducing first, the Challenger!! FROM CHICAGO, ILLINOIS!! JJJJOHHHNNNYYY RRRRREEBBBBBEELLL!!!!#SIMPLY F'N PUT!A recorded voice comes over the loud speaker and "Smoke on the Water" by Deep Purple blasts over the PA. Johnny Rebel comes out in a gold robe shimmering in the lights. "SIMPLY PUT" is written in silver on the back. His blonde goatee is neatly trimmed and blonde hair is freshly cut; his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. #IT'S TIME TO PAY THE PRICE!The crowd has come unglued in their hatred for Rebel. He gets to the ring and pulls a camera man down to the ground and on all fours as Rebel uses him as a stepping stone to get in the ring. He takes off his robe to reveal his gold tights and tasseled white boots. He poses on the second turnbuckle with both hands held high. Harvey: Who's the greater Evil here? Who deserves this the moment in a match that WILL shorten a career..Chase: I don't think I've seen Rebel in better shape than he is right now! This is a HUGE match for both men and this promotion.''Almost famous'' by Eminem hits the PA system resulting in a stirring of the crowd. Several seconds later, Level-One steps out from behind the curtains cam corder in hand. He holds it up to his face and points it straight down at the ring before panning around at the rest of the crowd. As he walks down the ramp, he points the cameras in the faces of the fans whom are scowling with anger. Ferrari: AAAAND THE CHAMPION!!! He is from Toronto, Ontario, Canada currently residing in Hollywood, California! He is a FOUR TIME APW Undisputed Champion and the CURRENT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Please welcome... Level-One!!!!Level-One continues down the ramp and as the crowd boos he shouts over them into the camera - seeing it as the opportune time to create a blog for his Youtube channel on his way to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and sticks the video camera in the referee's face telling him that he's going to face hell from Hollywood if he doesn't do his job. Johnny Rebel doesn't wait for the bell and is on Level One to kick start the match.
Rapid snapping short punches from Rebel to the back, side, and head of Level One as he pushes the big man against the ropes with his striking assault. Lester lifts a knee to stop the attack and Rebel lets out a lung full of air with a deep gasp as the knee takes him off his feet a few inches. Level One grabs and tosses Rebel into the nearby corner and wallops him to the gut with a HUGE sweeping hook. As Rebel struggles a bit to breath after getting the wind knocked out of him, Lester wraps him up by the head with a standing front headlock and tightens the grip before pulling Rebel from the corner. The fans boo as Level One slightly smiles and taunts them.
Harvey: He has him under his control already! Can anyone stop Level One? He makes it looks simple!
Chase: Simply F'N Put right now!
Almost with kid gloves on, Level One pushes Rebel away. He falls back into the ring ropes and bursts from them with a connecting right to Lester's jawline and stumbles the big man back. Rebel hits him again and he moves back further. Rebel turns and runs back to the ropes where he bursted from and hits them hard, springing off them with a rocket in his backside. He launches and drives an elbow into Lester's face and the man from Ontario falls back through the ropes and flops down hard to the ring side floors, hitting the ring apron on his way down. The fans erupt cheering surprisingly for Johnny Rebel.
Chase: They've just GOT TO Cheer for someone don't they? Let the Band Wagon jumping begin! Zombies..
Harvey: So you want Level One to successfully defend the belt then? Interesting..
Chase: I never said that, just that the fans are so wishy washy.
As Johnny Rebel climbs through the ropes and stands on the ring apron, Level One is pushing up and sweeps out the legs from under Rebel and he slams down onto the apron. On his feet, Level One drives down repeated elbows into Rebel's chest like he's breaking boards or bricks with each blow. Rebel grunts and cringes with each piercing elbow until Level One stops and lets Rebel fall to the ring side floor at his feet. Lester turns and snatches a Kendo Stick from a fan in the front row and raises it above his head to another reign of reaction by the fans. Some cheering for the use of weapons, others booing the man holding it.
Harvey: The fans can provide the weapons here tonight but if I never seen another Kendo Stick, I'd be alright with that..
Pushing up on all fours, Rebel rubs and holds his chest with one hand as he sits up on his knees.
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To the chest snaps the kendo stick and Rebel lets out a scream as he hugs himself and falls over. He moves but Level One is right there standing above him and whips the Kendo Stick down for another swing. This time to the back of Rebel as he arches back and stops his crawl. Level One sits down on the lower back of Rebel and slips the Kendo Stick under Rebel's neck and uses it to apply a Camel Clutch like move and Rebel begins choking and gagging as spits shoots from his mouth and his hands grab the stick trying to push it away from his throat. The referee kneels down and begins asking Rebel if he wants to quit. He screams "NO" but continues to struggle.
The stick cracks and breaks enough to stop the choking submission. Level One pushes up off Rebel, getting to his feet and throws the useless stick away. Lester picks Rebel up by the back lining of his tights and a handful of hair and run whips him violently into the corner of the ring side guard railing and the thud is heard. The crowd begins roaring with Boos for the once again dominating Champion as he stands there so sure of himself with yet another opponent.
A hand tight around the throat of Johnny Rebel, Level One looks down into the glazed eyes of a hurting man. A former partner but now a man he wants to remove from the picture. Rebel's eyes open wide and he swings up with both hands and Open Palm slaps both of Level One's ears. Level One releases his grip on Rebel and "Simply Put" begins dropping combinations into the body of his bigger opponent.
Chase: He is going Pro Boxer for Halloween, The White Ali?
Rebel drives two back to back uppercuts to Level One's midsection and pulls him in with a Front headlock. Rebel puts his back at the bottom step of the steel stairs with L1 stills bent over in the headlock. Rebel grabs the shorts of L1 and lifts him slowly, tilting back and Level One comes down HARD across the Steel Stairs. The thunk and clank of the stairs knock the two sections apart and both fall with the stairs. Level One rolling in a fury with his hands grabbing at his back, Rebel too holding his as he makes his way back to his feet.
Harvey: Oh man, that hurt something vicious! Rebel isn't playing, he might not be able to match strength but give him an inch and he'll take a mile!
Grabbing the top layer of the steel steps, Rebel stomps down into Lester before dropping the stairs over his left shoulder. Rebel puts his back to the ring apron and props himself up and rises to his feet. He leaps from the apron and Super Stomps down onto the Steel Step and Level One cries out under the stairs in pain. Yanking the stairs off L1, Rebel goes to work on the shoulder of his opponent. Stomping it, bending over and stretching out the arm and stomping down on the area where the arm and shoulder meet. Level One's face is turning red from the agony his shoulder is being put through. Rebel helps him to his feet and Lester shoves him back hard with his other arm. He rushes Rebel and Shoulder Charges him with the bad shoulder and both of them collide and bounce off the side of the ring.
Chase: Even with the pain, even with the disliking he has for the World Championship, Level One wants to make it something to be proud of and he's fighting to do just that.
Harvey: He drags it by it's straps but you're right. Who deserves to be Champion? The one who can keep it. Level One keeps it around his waist and Johnny Rebel is looking to remove it.
Using the guard railing, Level One raises to his feet with his left shoulder and arm lowered down still hurting. Rebel slides up the side of the ring and the two men lock eyes. Level One pushes off the railing and sticks up a leg, going for a Big Boot but Rebel dips out of the way and L1 jolts as his boot finds the apron and Rebel clips L1 to the back of his standing leg. As Level One tilts over and hits the floor, Rebel lifts the apron drape and pulls out a steel Ladder. The fans rise in cheers for the sight of a Ladder.
Harvey: There is no belt hanging, a ladder in this match means someone is getting hit with it...I feel sorry for them as of this moment.
On his feet, Johnny Rebel slides the ladder under the ropes and into the ring. He limps over to Level One and goes to pull him up but Lester grabs the front of Rebel's tights and pulls him forward and Rebel stumbles over and falls above where Level One is laying. He is quick to get to his feet, shaking out his arm and shoulder as he rises, Level One rips Rebel off the ground and throws him into the ring apron followed by a driving forearm to the low part of Rebel's back.
He rolls Rebel into the ring and props up onto the ring apron before dipping between the ropes to enter the ring himself. Rebel scrambles to his feet and hits a Missile Dropkick to the front of Lester's right knee and he twirls out and hits the canvas on his side. Both men hurry to their feet and instantly lock up in a grapple. Level One controls the lock up and drags Rebel around before throwing him back. Rebel falls and rolls back but pops right back to his feet and hits another Missile Dropkick to an approaching Level One. Once again it whirls his leg out from under him and he drops to his other knee, catching his balance more the second time.
Rebel hops up and drives an elbow straight down into L1's forehead and the big World Champion begins to wobble on one knee. Rebel jumps away from Lester and snaps forward at his side, connecting with a Superkick that knocks Level One senseless as he crashes into the canvas.
Harvey: He might have it right here! This might be over, PIN HIM!!
Rebel drops down and lays across Level One's large frame as the referee goes to make the count.
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Chase: Oh man, I thought that was it too! I was crossing my fingers though! Is that bad? Wanting two men to beat the ever loving HELL out of each other for my own entertainment?
Harvey: Not in this Business!!
Staying laid over him, Rebel transitions and mounts Level One. "Simply Put" begins Ground and Pounding the current World Champion leaving Level One trying to block the incoming attack from his back. He bucks and shoves but Level One just gets socked to the face with each attempt at freedom. Rebel slides off to the side and tries to lock in a head and arm choke but Lester bites on the inside of Rebel's arm and manages to escape. Holding his bitten arm, Rebel pushes to his feet but Lester beats him up and clobbers Rebel with a thundering clothesline that takes him off his feet with a thud. Lester stumbles after the move and grabs hold of the far ropes to keep balance and turns back towards a downed Johnny Rebel.
Kick pushing the ladder on the ground away from Rebel, Level One pulls his opponent off the canvas. He lifts him up across his shoulders and the fans go crazy knowing he is looking to his his "Darkness Shine" Finisher. Level One looks down at the ladder and a smile comes over his face as he holds Rebel up. He goes to spin Rebel and lifts him for the toss but Rebel lands on his feet and instantly snaps Level One with a Snap Suplex right across the Ladder nearby. Level One growls loudly in pain as he arches back off the ladder.
Chase: What a reversal! Rebel still has some fight in him, he's not ready to lay down for Level One! This is awesome! What a night!!
Harvey: If he had hit that "Darkness Shine" this one would surely be over, nobody could take that on a ladder and leave the match the winner after. Nobody.
Chase: I have to agree with you there, that's a beastly move in itself and Level One hits it better than anyone I've ever seen.
Slowly Johnny Rebel gets to his feet as Level One remains laying with the ladder under him. Rebel moves to the nearest corner and dips out through the ropes before climbing up to the top turnbuckle. Looking down at Level One, he stands up on the turnbuckle and launches off looking for his Top Rope Leg Drop but Level One rolls out of the way! Rebel crashes hard, ass first into the steel ladder and the bounce sends a jolt through Rebel as he roars out in pain.
With his hands cupping his own butt cheeks, Rebel gets up only if to try and walk it off but Level One rushes in and meets Rebel's face with a Big Boot that twists Rebel around before he crumbles into the canvas. Level One drops to his knees, rolls Rebel onto his back and covers him.
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Harvey: Someone needs to check Johnny Rebel's tail bone and his jaw after that sequence of events...
Chase: Mouth pains and Butt pains? There HAS to be a sexual joke in there somewhere!
Harvey: Ask Rebel and he'd make a reference to Kaylyn James Evans!
Chase: I can think of a few people who would..
Harvey: LOVELY Woman..
Looking enraged, Level One slaps the canvas before grabbing Rebel and pulling him up as he rises to his own feet. He once again lifts him up into the Fireman's Hold and looks to go for his "Darkness Shine" yet again. He rip spins Rebel and the man flings like a rag doll as he comes off Lester's shoulders and belly flop crashes into the canvas. Level One hurries, rolling him onto his back and hooking the leg to make the pin attempt.
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Chase: WHAAA?!?! HE KICKED OUT?!
Harvey: HE DID! I SEEN HIM DO IT!!
Looking at the referee, Level One almost can't believe it. He gets to his feet and grabs the Ladder. He tosses it out over the ropes to the outside and exits the ring with an "end" in mind. Rebel barely moving at all remains laying on the canvas as Level One gets to work. He pulls the ring barrier closer to the ring, fans cheering as he moves the railing. Then he grabs the ladder and lays it across, turning it into a scaffold. He leans over and lifts the apron skirt and slides out a wooden table and the fans are both excited and curious as to what his plans are.
On top of the scaffold ladder, Level One lays the still folded table. He slaps the surface of the table and turns to the ring to see Rebel up on his side watching him. Lester smiles and offers a small wave, being an asshole filled with confidence of victory. He rolls into the ring and pushes up from a knee as Rebel scoots back and gets his back right up against the ring ropes as Level One approaches him. Rebel kicks at Lester but the shots don't have any power or effect to them. Lester stomps down hard onto the right ankle of Rebel and instant pain shoots up through his leg as he reaches to grab his ankle. That's when Lester snatches him by the head and pulls him up with ease.
Chase: I don't think I'd like being manhandled like that...
Harvey: Do you think about it alot?
Chase: I mean if I was a wrestler...Shut up!
Going to lift Rebel up, Level One is surprised with an uppercut that catches him to the chin. Rebel hits Lester with a Toe Kick and quickly hooks in a Double Underhook and jumps up and crashes down with a Double Underhook Facebuster and the entire Arena blares with a mixed reaction.
Harvey: THE PUTDOWN!! This one could be over!! We could have a New World Champion!!
Chase: Awww but the nifty scaffold hasn't been used yet! KICK OUT!!! PLEASE KICK OUT!!!
The referee slides down to the canvas ready to count as Rebel has a hard time rolling Level One's big ass over. He finally does and lays over him with the highest hope of this being over.
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Chase: OH THANK YOU JESUS!!
Not wasting time or giving Level One any time to rest, Rebel pushes to his feet and scoots back to the turnbuckles. He props himself up to the second buckle and leaps off with a sloppy but effective Elbow drop that crashes hard into Level One's chest. Rebel covers him again.
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Punching the canvas a few times rapidly, Rebel gets up and grabs the right leg and arm of Level One and he begins to drag the big man. Getting close to the ropes near where the scaffold is setup, Rebel lets go of Lester's Limbs. He exits the ring and reaches back inside to pull on Level One again and get him outside the ring. Level One grabs the ropes and begins to fight back. He shoves Rebel with both feet and "Simply Put" slams at his side into the guard railing. He stands tall as Level One slides out of the ring and stands to his feet. Rebel rushes in with a big overhand right but Level One blocks it with an arm and delivers his own overhand right and cracks Rebel to the cheek. Rebel falls back into the guard rail and pops back at Level One who catches him in a hug and lifts him high for an overhead Belly to Belly.
The eyes over ever fan in attendance watches as Rebel flies upside over in the direction of the scaffold setup by Level One. Barely missing the scaffold, he lands on the other side of it. Now the scaffold separates the two competitors and Level One looks a little disappointed he over threw his opponent.
Harvey: BARELY missed it!
Chase: I know, what crap aim....
Harvey: You sound disappointed?
Chase: I AM!!! I want to see a body broken in this match!!
Level One climbs up onto the apron as Johnny Rebel begins to rise. He looks up and notices that he missed the scaffold by inches and looks relieved before seeing Level One up on the ring apron. He scrambles to get to his feet and rushes around the corner of the ring before climbing up on the ring apron himself. Rebel hurries and climbs the turnbuckle from the outside and Level One steps over the scaffold laying on the apron and slaps Rebel as he props himself up at the top. Another slap, this one harder and Rebel looks wobbly. Level One tucks Rebel's head and pulls him, looking to Superplex Rebel off the top ropes and through the scaffold behind him. Those not on their feet in the crowd get there quickly as the cameras and cell phones get ready to flash.
Chase: Here it is!!
Rebel locks his feet to block the suplex. Level One releases the hold and cracks Rebel with an uprising Thrust. Rebel slumps on the turnbuckle, tilting like he might fall to the outside but Lester pulls him and looks to be lifting him off the turnbuckle in a Gorilla Press and just launches Rebel from the position. Rebel hits the scaffold but bounces off it slapping to the ringside floors. Dropping down off the ring apron, Level One pulls Rebel off the floor. He lifts him up in another Gorilla Press and drops him face first across the scaffold. Rebel grabs his mouth as he moans from the pain to his mouth. Lifting him up again, Level One slaps the back of his head adding to the control he has over Rebel.
Harvey: Fun fact, Orcas also play with their food before actually eating their meal.
Chase: Haha! Are you saying this match is over when Level One wants it to be?
Harvey: I'm not saying Johnny Rebel can't win but the odds are against him as they have been with everyone of Level One's opponents.
Bent over, Johnny Rebel is hooked up for what appears to be Level One's "Level Advance" Finisher. Lester turns the move so his head is down under Rebel's butt but as he goes to lift Rebel, "Simply Put" jumps up and drops down onto his ass, hitting Level One with an Reverse Underhook Face Plant (Christian's Finisher) and the crowd erupts from the well placed counter. Rebel turns and slowly gets to his hands and knees and reaches up for the ring apron's surface. He grabs the apron skirt and pulls it to try and get himself up. Level One moving around, wobbly from the counter manages to get up into a sitting position with his back against the ring barrier.
Chase: Rebel had an answer for "The Level Advance" but L1 had a definitive answer for "The Putdown" as well earlier, how does either man win this match? Will we see the first homicide in APW?
Harvey: Someone could definitely end up retired after this..
Making it up to his feet, Rebel is leaning heavy onto the ring apron. Soon he gets up onto the apron and stands tall as Level One uses the scaffold to get to his feet. He lays his chest over it's surface to catch a breather. Rebel breaks into a short run and leaps off the ring apron, throwing himself up into the air and coming down with a Diving Legdrop to the back of Level One's neck. The ladder bends and the table cracks and splinters apart as Rebel's weight and Level One's upper body crash down through it.
Chase: CHICAGO CRUX THROUGH THE SCAFFOLD!!!
Harvey: You have to pin your opponent INSIDE the ring, this is NOT a Falls Count Anywhere match. Rebel still has a task in front of him!
Chase: Yeah that's a big body to move around on your own...
The bent table beneath then is pinching Level One as they both lay there motionless. The referee hurries out the ring to check on them both, he moves broken pieces of table out of the way and blood can officially be seen coming from someone, presumably Level One.
Harvey: We have a Bleeder! This match has now gotten messy! These fans love it, listen to those claps!!
Chase: These Japanese fans are very polite crowds, notice it's not as wild as other fans but these are the most Respectable fans in the world for Pro Wrestling. This is a great environment!
After helping Rebel get out of the pile that was a scaffold, he slowly turns Level One onto his side to see the injuries he might have. A good gash above his right eye and a shard of wooden table sticking up shows the luck Level One just had.
Harvey: Wow, if that shard had been a centimeter down further he'd be without an eye. He might need some medical attention for that.
As he comes too, Level One touches the wet spot on his face and sees the blood. He shoves the referee back as he moves around himself. Johnny Rebel is rolling into the ring when he notices Level One getting to his feet and hurries to get to his own. Lester Only pops up on one knee to the ring apron and pulls himself up to a standing position. Blood rolling out from above his eye and down the side of his cheek. He ignores it as the two men stare at each other. Rebel waves Level One to bring it and screams such at his former partner.
"LETS GO YOU SON OF A BITCH!!"
Nodding, Level One steps over the ropes to enter the ring. His eyes never leaving Rebel's as the two men for the first time in the match aren't stuck to the other tearing into each other. Rebel makes the first move and comes in fast, Level One pops him to the eye with a Poke and Rebel ducks down and grabs his own eye. Lester stands Rebel up and Rebel cracks Level One with a right hook. Stumbling back, Level One returns a shot of his own. The two begin to trade big punches both slow but strong, filled with all they've got left. After about 5 big connections a piece, they are both sluggish and wobbling in place.
Chase: They're gonna kill each other...This won't stop until one of them isn't breathing!
Harvey: Among the best to EVER step foot in an APW Ring, I wouldn't ask for anything different out of either man.
Almost giving each other break to rest they stand there slowly tilting and teetering around drained of all energy. Rebel takes a deep inhale of air and as he exhales, he strikes forward with a toe kick to Lester's stomach. As Level One folds forward, Rebel pulls him in and Double Underhooks the arms and the fans grow in excitement. Level One gets his arms free and lifts Rebel up and shoves him back. Rebel lands on his feet still in front of Lester. Popping back at Level One, Rebel lunges forward and gets lifted up over the shoulders of Level One. Again the fans grow excited.
Harvey: The Putdown countered, now Darkness Shines!!
Level One puts the spin and launches Rebel in an toss but again Johnny Rebel lands on his feet, he touches the canvas to catch balance and Level One walks right into a toe kick to the gut. Rebel hurries, Underhooks the arms and drops the dime, hitting "The Putdown" and the fans erupt! Rebel throws his shoulder into turning Level One over but gets him onto his back and makes the cover.
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THR..EE!!!! The crowd goes insane as the referee signals for the bell and Johnny Rebel lets out a deep exhale and continues breathing hard as he lays over Level One. As the referee goes over to get the World Championship, "Smoke On The Water" begins to play as the NEW World Champion has earned the right to call himself that from now on. Chase: Johnny Rebel is our new Champion! He defeated Level One!! This is amazing!! Call TMZ, contact ALL MEDIA OUTLETS!!!Ferrari: Annnnnnnnnd NNNNNEWWWW!!! APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION....."SIMPLY PUT" JJJOHHHHNNY RRREEBBEEEL!!!Handing the belt down to Rebel. He takes the belt and looks into the main plate. He slowly pushes to his feet still staring at his new Championship. The referee goes to raise his arm in victory and Johnny Rebel snatches his arm away and raises the belt with both hands to display it to the live audience. Level One sprawled out and still bleeding as the music continues playing and Johnny Rebel lets it all sink it. |
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Post by President Jeff on Oct 28, 2013 22:18:58 GMT -4
We go to a video feed as several families are watching their local stations. For some, its football and for others their typical family programing. Suddenly, in the mist of their viewing, whether the kids were watching or not, first the screen turns to the white fuzz. Some think that something is wrong and try to fix the TV by hitting it as the more sophisticated try to follow more dignified protocols to unhook their cable boxes and then hook them back up. All realize that the same reality stands in light of their flawed wisdom of what they can’t grasp is happening.
A bloody female’s face appears in the mist of the deep black and in a smooth voice says, “Enigma…RISE!”
The bloody female’s face then as subtle as it appeared then fades back into the darkness and the following begins to play to the fans watching and the families around the world can only bare witness…
Beckett: Mr. Enigma returns!Nailz: At the next Asylum!The crowd begins to roar as the arena’s lights dim, the bell sounds three times, and the Elimination Chamber, with an ominous groaning sound, is lowered toward the ring. Tony Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest… IS THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH and it is for the Action Packed Wrestling Unnnnndisputed CHAMPIONSHIIIIIP!Beckett: Russ! Russ, it’s time!Nailz: Listen to these fans here in Tokyo! They know exactly what to expect!The haunting instruments and vocals of Bassnectar’s “Nothing Has Been Broken" penetrate the arena through its sound system and the crowd erupts into a thunderous, negative reaction. The song rips through the PA system, followed by neon strobes swaying through the crowd. Their reaction only grows louder as Aubrey J. Parker steps out onto the ramp. She surveys the booing legions of fans with a thoughtful expression upon her face, holding that typical, mysterious, leathery black box in her left hand and the APW Undisputed Championship in her right. With a grin, she raises the Undisputed Title above her head and turns her attention toward the ring, beginning her descent down the ramp, still holding the title high. Ferrari: Introducing first, from Pleasanton, California, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-four pounds, she is your Action Packed Wrestling UNDISPUTED CHAMPION… Aubrey J. PAAAARRRKKEEERRRRRRRRR!Beckett: My odds-on favorite to win!Reaching ringside, she places the Undisputed Championship belt on her shoulder and ascends the steel steps, walking into the Elimination Chamber, running a hand along the steel walls as she steps inside the structure for the first time in her career. She prances to the turnbuckles, sitting at the top, glancing around at the booing audience with a smirk. She quietly sits on the top of the turnbuckles for a few moments before hopping down into the ring. She hands the refereer the black box and Undisputed Title belt, whispering some kind of warning to him. She moves to the ropes once more, looking out into the audience with glimmering eyes, mouthing something at the masses that continue to boo and heckle her. She rolls her eyes at the crowd and leans in the corner, keeping an eye on the entrance. Nailz: This marks Aubrey J. Parker’s first appearance inside an Elimination Chamber. This is a huge test for our newly crowned champion, who won that title just three weeks ago on an episode of Asylum! She ended a four-hundred and eight day reign to ensure that she’d be the Undisputed Champion… And whether you like how she did it or you were absolutely disgusted by it-- she did it.Ferrari: And her opponents…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. Ferrari: Making her way to the ring this evening, weighing in at one-hundred and forty pounds, she is the “Last Magician”, she is… SAALLLLYYY TAAAALLLFOOUURRRRD!Nailz: Let’s not forget that Sally Talfourd has stepped into this Chamber before, and the last time we saw her participate in an Elimination Chamber event, she won!Beckett: But things are so much more personal this year! Things between Sally and AJP may never be civil again… and look at how violent they’ve gotten between Sally and Mannie!Sally stands at the base of the steps to the Chamber, waving to the crowd as she is announced. When that's done, she dashes up the steps, through the Chamber toward the ropes, hoists herself over the top rope and bounces to the centre of the ring. She 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. Sally and Parker exchange looks, and a smirk falls upon Sally’s face as she continues to lean in the corner, staring at her. Nailz: Yikes. No love lost between these two…
Ferrari: Aaaaand their opponent! On the way to the rinG, he hails from The Commonwealth Of Virginia and weighs in at two hundred and twenty pounds… He is “THE MAIN ATTRACTION” YOUNG MANNIE!The beginning of "Another Way" airs through the P.A. system building anticipation, as Mannie emerges to a wave of boos. Mannie casually walks down the ramp with his entire glowing in the dark ADIDAS sweatsuit on while soaking in the hate, as a custom Dark-Orchid colored stairwell which reads 'The-Main-Attraction' is placed at the bottom of the ramp, leading up to the open doors of the Chamber. Mannie strides up the steps, while the cameraman sits on the middle rope before he enters the ring. Mannie proceeds to remove his sweatsuit, throwing it at Sally, which she side-steps, to a chuckle from Mannie. Mannie: Looks like he’s trying to get Sally riled up already!Beckett: Haha, it might not take much…Mannie’s music fades. Ferrari: And their opponent…The arena trembles with excitement as they know what is coming up next. I AWAKE FROM MADNESS... ONE MORE TIME! Brilliant lighting dances across the titantron. Two explosions rip across the stage as Shadow emerges from backstage to the black and white color scheme. His long leather duster flaps behind him as the fan blows the billowing smoke back. White flames burn along the entry way as Shadow strolls down the ramp. The fans cheer for him wildly as “Trip the Darkness” continues. Ferrari: From Denton, Texas, standing at six foot eleven, weighing in at two hundred and ninety nine pounds… SHAAAADOOOOWWWW!Our cameras pan to the inside of the ring where we focus on the death-glare that our Undisputed Champion bestows upon Shadow. We cut back to Shadow, who is already in the Chamber, stepping over the ropes and into the ring. He raises one arm high over head as flames burst from the ring posts. The color scheme returns to normal as Shadow drops his duster. Beckett: You saw that look AJP gave Shadow! She wants to rip this guy’s head clean off his shoulders!Nailz: She can wish all she’d like-- but that’s exactly what Shadow nearly did to her two weeks ago!Beckett: Unfair! She was ambushed!Nailz: Mannie, Sally, Shadow, and Parker are all in the ring, waiting… And we’ve only got two introductions left, Steve! And I think you KNOW who’s next!Ferrari: And their opponent…"Bulls on Parade" by Rage against the Machine blasts out over the PA system. Ferrari: Hailing from Manchester, England, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-two pounds, making his ACTION PACKED WRESTLING return… Ladies and gentlemen… BLAAAAAADE!A few moments pass and Blade emerges from behind the curtain and stops on the top of the ramp. The fans begins to roar loudly as Blade smirks and takes it all in. While many of the fans are screaming in delight at the sight of the former Overdrive Megastar, many boo, remembering the things that the large man has done. Blade begins to strut down towards the ring where he stops and points his finger out at his opponents in the cage. The four competitors stand their ground, glaring at Blade as he slowly steps up, into the Chamber, grinning into each pair of eyes. Beckett: And all eyes are on Blade!Blade steps into the ring over the top rope. At the referee’s request, all four opponents back up. Mannie, Sally, and Shadow take corners, but AJP exits the ring altogether, keeping her eye on everybody with her arms folded. Blade’s music slowly dies down and a mixed chant rings throughout the arena. Nailz: We were told that the former Undisputed Champion, Terry Marvin, wouldn’t be here tonight.Beckett: He bailed. He bailed on us!Nailz: Terry Marvin did not board the plane to Japan on Friday evening. He announced on Twitter that he was finished with APW... But that isn't the reason he's not here. We'll discuss that in a moment.Beckett: He ran with his tail tucked between his legs, just like Aubrey said he would!Nailz: And now, I think, as the referee is explaining to Tony Ferrari, we might, for the first time in history, have a five-person Elimination Chamber match!The referee explains the happenings to Tony Ferrari, who nods and begins to address the APW Faithful. Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen, it has been brought to my attention, that due to significant injuries sustained during a live event, Terry Marvin will not be appearing tonight.The crowd boos uproariously. The referee actually plugs his ears at the loudness of the negative response. Tony Ferrari sighs, raising a hand to placate the crowd and nods. Ferrari: However, we STILL promise you an Extreme Elimination Chamber maaaaain event!This earns a pop from the crowd, though several are still disappointed. Ferrari: The rules of the match are as follows-- two competitors will start out in the ring with the remainder being locked inside one of the four pods within the Chamber. Each one will open in intervals of four minutes! As you can see, there is a weapon, hand-picked by the opponents on each side of the ring. There is also a weapon, chosen by Asylum General Manager Jason Kash inside of each of the holding pods within the chamber. These weapons are completely legal, and the object is to eliminate each opponent until you are the LAST MAN STANDING. Without further ado--We suddenly hear the long, obnoxious, deafening blaring of a whistle. Perhaps a train whistle. Nailz: Ahh!Beckett: What the hell--?!The whistle dies down and we hear the sound of a train motoring down the tracks. Soon, the lights in the arena grow so bright that they’re nearly as blinding as the sounds accompanying it are deafening. Nailz: I’m…Josh Turner's "Long Black Train" begins to play, and the crowd grows thunderous, though mainly with boos. Beckett: What is this?! Is this-- is this who I think it is?!Nailz: Oh my goodness!As the song continues to play, the curtains are thrown back and "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews strides down the aisle in a suit and tie. In his hand, he carries a Bible and begins his regular sermon as he ventures down to the ring. His spiritual liaison, Deacon Jeremiah, accompanies him to ringside with an offering plate, ready to collect money from any believers in the crowd. Ferrari: And their opponent… Hailing from Redemption, Alabama, weighing in at two hundred and seventy-five pounds… He is “THE EVANGELIST” JERRY… MATTTHHEEWWWWS!As Matthews enters the Chamber, making his way to the ring, he climbs through the ropes and removes his suit. He then raises his Bible with a smirk to the crowd as they boo incessantly. Nailz: I can’t believe this! What-- is JERRY MATTHEWS doing here?!Beckett: Maybe Terry sent him?!The crowd doesn’t know what to think, chanting a series of things in a variety of languages as the six competitors-- aside from AJP, who remains right outside the ropes-- all exchange glances with each other. Finally, four of the pods open, and the referee glances toward the ActionTron where all six of their faces appear on the screen… Disappearing until only Parker and Matthews are left! Nailz: Looks like Parker’s starting things off against the returning Matthews!Beckett: She looks just as shocked as we are! The element of surprise alone may carry Jerry Matthews to an Undisputed Championship!The four other competitors leave the ring, each giving Parker a deathly smirk as she stands outside the ring, looking in bewilderment at “The Evangelist”, who calmly hands his Bible off to Deacon Jeremiah, who is then ushered out of the Chamber. Matthews nods his head to Parker and beckons her into the ring. Meanwhile, the referee displays the Undisputed Championship to each side of the ring, showing the crowd exactly what the six competitors are fighting for! Nailz: She has to get in that ring for the match to start, but Parker wants no parts of the returning Jerry Matthews!Finally, after pestering from the referee, the APW Undisputed Champion steps into the ring and the bell sounds to a pop from the crowd. Main Event - APW Undisputed Championship - Extreme Elimination Chamber
Aubrey J. Parker © vs Blade vs Sally Talfourd vs Shadow vs Young Mannie vs Jerry Matthews
Parker, surprisingly, wastes no time running right after Matthews, leaping into his arms and hammering him with hard elbows and forearms to the head, but he shoves her off with ease! Parker hits the canvas and rolls over to her feet! She holds her head in pain and slinks back away from Matthews, who beckons her forward again.
Nailz: JUST in case anybody forgot the pure strength of the Evangelist!
With a shriek, Parker runs at him again, trying the same method! She clobbers him with elbows to the top of the head and forearms to the forehead and nose, but he maintains a grip on her and is able to throw her overhead without going down, himself! Parker lands on her back and cries out in pain as she rises to her knees from the impact. She turns around, glaring at Matthews, who actually has the Japanese audience behind him as he beckons Parker forward once more.
Beckett: He’s just toying with the Undisputed Champion!
Parker slowly rises to her feet, looking out at the other four Competitors in their pods. She looks at Matthews again and charges at him, going low for his left leg! Matthews drops down, driving his knee into the base of Parker’s neck, and Parker’s jaw hits the mat! The crowd groans in sympathy and Matthews lifts Parker up, Irish Whipping her into the turnbuckles! She hits them back-first and Matthews charges at her for a Clothesline-- but Parker runs out of the way and shoots the ropes on the far side of the ring! Matthews pivots and comes at her for another Clothesline but she ducks and shoots the ropes again, coming back and hitting a Tornado DDT to a mixed reaction from the crowd! Parker shoots a look at the weapons at ringside, but approaches Matthews as he starts to get up. She hooks him for a Russian Leg Sweep, but Matthews fights her off with an elbow to the sternum!
Nailz: He just knocked the wind right out of Parker!
Beckett: She’s got that gleam in her eye!
Matthews turns around and Parker runs at him once more, but he hits a Manhattan Drop followed by a Clothesline! Parker cries out and pulls herself up, using the ropes. Matthews charges her for another Clothesline, but she brings both feet up, driving them right under his jaw! She twists around in mid-air and springboards off of the middle rope, going for a Flying Hurricanrana-- but Matthews catches her and turns around, drilling her into the canvas with a Powerbomb!
Nailz: And the Undisputed Champ is PLANTED! Who would’ve thought that after nearly three months on the shelf, Matthews would come back and take it to AJP like this?!
The crowd is slightly more behind “The Evangelist” now and the Deacon applauds loudly from the outside. Matthews lifts his gaze to the timer on the Tron, which shows that there are 2 minutes before one of the pods open. He smirks and lifts Parker up by her hair. He Irish Whips her across the ring and Parker rebounds into a Belly-to-Belly Side Suplex followed by an immediate cover!
Beckett: First cover of the match! The champ could be knocked out of the running right here!
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Parker kicks out but Matthews has her back up to her feet again. He hits her with a forearm that sends her stumbling back into the turnbuckles-- and follows up with a lightning-fast running knee to the ribcage! Parker cries out in pain and staggers out of the corner, only to be hit with a Belly-to-Belly Overhead Suplex! Parker rolls clear across the ring, and right to the outside to the steel grating! Matthews takes a slow bow to the Japanese audience, but earns a mixed reaction in response. Meanwhile, Parker’s eyes fall on the baseball bat, “Martinez” which lies on the other side of the ring-- on the other side of Matthews. Instead, she looks at the weapons closest to her, inches away-- a trash can and trash can lid. As Matthews turns his attention back toward the champ, she springboards into the ring and dives at him, driving the trash can lid into his head! Matthews reels and Parker slams the lid into his skull once more! He falls back and Parker leans out of the ring to grab the trash can lid. Matthews rises to his feet and Parker sprints to the turnbuckles nearest to Matthews, balancing on the top turnbuckle with the trash can in her hands-- and leaping off for a Moonsault, crushing the trash can between herself and Matthews to a pop from the crowd!
Nailz: WOW!
Beckett: And if you were to ask AJP how much that Undisputed Title means to her-- THAT doesn’t even scratch the surface!
Parker pushes the trash can away, clutching her ribs and lies back-first across Matthews, breathing heavily as she hooks the near-leg!
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Nailz: And the “Evangelist” stays alive!
Parker pushes herself up and makes her way toward the baseball bat outside of the ring-- but Matthews grabs her from behind and rolls her up for a Schoolboy, but is unable to stack his full two-hundred and seventy-five pound frame on top of her!
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Beckett: He couldn’t capitalize on it! Parker should’ve been out right there!
Parker climbs to her feet and angrily hits Matthews with a Buzzsaw Kick! Matthews manages to get his arm up, but is still knocked onto his rear from the sheer force. Parker shoots the ropes and comes back, going for a Low Sit-Out Clothesline to Matthews-- but he lies back and avoids it! Both of them climb to their feet at the same time and Parker runs at Matthews, going for a Shining Wizard, but he captures her and twists, driving her to the mat with a Spinebuster! Matthews looks up toward the Tron, where we are revealed to have 40 seconds left before the next entrant! He steps out of the ring and ascends to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Parker to climb to her feet. Parker groggily gets up.
Beckett: Matthews is going for Angel’s Flight!
Jerry Matthews leaps from the top turnbuckle for a Flying Clothesline!
Nailz: Counter by AJP!
Parker leaps into the air and stops Matthews with a high Dropkick! Matthews hits the ground hard and Parker gets to her feet, clutching her ribs. She motions for Matthews to get up, and Matthews slowly turns as Parker runs at him, leaping into the air, going for the Leaping Reverse STO, the Makeunder-- but Matthews captures her in mid-air and drives her across his knee with a modified Backbreaker! The crowd groans in empathy for Parker as she arches her back and rolls away from Matthews, who drops down and hooks both legs.
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Beckett: Seven seconds left!
Nailz: Who’s next?!
Matthews gets up, glancing toward each of the pods as the clock counts down.
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The lights in the arena dim and flash, showing an overhead shot of the four pods, containing Shadow, Blade, Mannie, and Sally… And the lights settle on Mannie’s pod!
Beckett: It’s Mannie!
His pod door opens and Mannie steps out with a kendo stick in hand. He rushes the ropes as Matthews approaches them and hits him with four vicious shots from the cane! Matthews cries out in pain and Parker rolls away as Mannie enters the ring, running at Matthews and hitting him with another three, stiff cane shots! Matthews falls to his knees and Mannie shoots the ropes coming back for a Rolling Thunder into a Fame-Asser! Matthews bounces face-first off of the canvas! AJP starts climbing to her feet but Mannie takes her down with a Koppu Kick! She goes down to the mat and Mannie taunts the audience as well as the three opponents that still remain in “captivity.” He turns around and looks out to the three sides of the ring… one features a steel chair, one features a pair of tables leaned against the cell wall, and one more features a 2x4… wrapped in barbwire. Mannie, after careful consideration, makes his way toward the chair, giving Sally a smirk as he does so. He steps back into the ring, slamming the chair against the mat… and he swings at Matthews as Matthews climbs to his feet-- but Matthews ducks! Mannie drops the chair, but comes back at Matthews for a Super Kick-- which Matthews ducks, pulling Mannie into a Lariat that takes him head-over-heels, face-first to the mat!
Nailz: The sheer, brute, unstoppable force of Jerry Matthews on display there!
Beckett: He just about crushed Young Mannie’s sternum!
Matthews pulls Mannie up into a Suplex position and hoists him into the air, marching around the ring and then drops Mannie to the mat with a Jackhammer, known as the Savior’s Wrath! Mannie groans in pain upon hitting the mat, but Matthews turns around, only to have that cane smashed into his knee by AJP! Matthews roars out in pain, and AJP twirls the kendo stick before hitting Matthews with another shot, this time to the left thigh.
Nailz: And that left leg was one of the reasons Matthews missed about twelve weeks of action! Parker’s going right after it!
Matthews staggers and Parker shoots the ropes, coming back for a Chop Block, but Matthews is able to lift his leg. Parker slides across the mat and turns around, using the ropes to pull herself to her feet-- but Matthews charges her and takes her over the ropes and to the outside with a Clothesline! Parker lands hard on the cold grating. Matthews turns and pins Mannie, who is still stunned from the Savior’s Wrath.
Nailz: This could do it! Mannie hasn’t moved!
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Beckett: AJP may have inadvertently brought Mannie a little bit of time there!
Matthews lifts Mannie up and throws him into the turnbuckles, pressing his full frame against him, choking Mannie with his forearm! Meanwhile, cameras pan throughout the crowd, showing the collection plate moving through the audience.
Nailz: And I’m still reeling over the return of Jerry Matthews, but let’s look at things here… The odds-on favorite to win, the former Undisputed Champion, no-showed this contest, but for good reason! Terry was ATTACKED in Vegas last night.... And some may blame our champion, AJP! Do you think that significantly increases Parker’s chances at retaining that title?
Beckett: Do YOU think it does? Terry’s not in there, but he’s been replaced with a two-hundred and seventy-five pound, hungry “Evangelist” Jerry Matthews! She doesn’t know him, nor Blade! She still has the giant, angry Shadow in there. There’s the Chamber veteran, Sally Talfourd, and Mannie’s no stranger to the structure either!
Mannie is driven to the mat with a DDT and Matthews turns his attention toward Parker. The crowd is wild because Parker already has one table set up outside the ring-- and she slides the other one in, driving it hard into Matthews’ ribs! Matthews stumbles back and lands on his knees. Parker hoists the table above her head and throws it at Matthews! It lands on top of him and he pushes it away, grunting in anger. AJP leaps onto the top rope and nails a Springboard Leg Lariat! Matthews is taken to the mat and Parker hooks the far leg, grapevining the near one while many in the audience count along!
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Nailz: And a kickout by Jerry Matthews! Oh, look out--!
As Parker climbs to her feet, she’s nailed from the side and thrown to the mat courtesy of a Running Impact Dropkick from Young Mannie! Parker bounces off of the ropes and lands on her back on the mat. Mannie goes outside the ring and climbs to the top rope. He flies off, going for a Diving Double-Foot Stomp on Parker, but she rolls out of the way! Mannie lands on his feet, but Parker immediately takes him to the mat with a Chop Block to the back of his left leg! Mannie hits the ground and Parker immediately locks him in a Japanese Leg Bar, the S&S!
Nailz: Mannie’s caught! Mannie’s in the S&S, just like that!
Beckett: She might break his leg to hold onto that title!
Nailz: And we’ve got sixty seconds until the next entrant!
Mannie crawls toward the ropes, but the referee warns him that it has no effect! Mannie lies on his back and groans in pain, trying to rip his leg out of Parker’s grasp-- but to no avail. He lies back and his shoulders lie flat on the mat, prompting the referee to make a count.
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Mannie lifts himself up, groaning in pain. Parker screams for him to ”TAP OUT!” but Mannie uses his other foot to kick at her! Parker rolls over, twisting Mannie’s leg awkwardly and he screams in pain, rolling over onto his stomach. He reaches out, and pulls himself closer to the steel chair that lies just feet away. He grabs it and tries to roll over onto his stomach, but Parker has the hold on tight!
Beckett: Tap out, Mannie! Live to fight another day!
Finally, Parker rolls over again, and Mannie rolls onto his back. He sits upright and drives the chair into Parker’s skull like a javelin!
Nailz: OH MY GOD!
Beckett: He killed her! Mannie just killed Aubrey J. Parker!
Mannie tries to stand up, pulling himself away from the limp AJP, but he wails out in pain and collapses back to his back, slapping the mat in frustration.
Nailz: He can’t walk! Mannie can’t walk!
Mannie crawls, slowly but surely on top of AJP, lying on her back-first, holding his leg in agony.
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Beckett: AJP stays alive! Ha! Mannie’s livid!
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We get an overhead view of the pods, showing the names of Sally, Shadow, and Blade. The lights flicker, until they settle on Shadow’s pod! The crowd roars in approval and Shadow’s pod opens. He steps out with an old-school, light-blue steel folding chair, grinning as he looks at Parker, who is pulling herself up to a seated position in the corner. Shadow steps into the ring and Mannie looks at him, backed against the ropes, still trying to get to his feet, but as he manages to stand up just a bit on his right leg, Shadow charges him and drives the chair into his sternum! Mannie falls between the ropes and to the outside! Shadow turns his attention toward AJP and runs at her-- but he’s suddenly intercepted and taken down with a Spear from Jerry Matthews!
Nailz: GOD, what a Spear!
Beckett: Cover!
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Shadow rolls to his knees, grabbing the chair once again, but Jerry Matthews hits a running punt to the ribcage! Shadow rolls onto his back and curses under his breath as Matthews hoists him up by the hair-- but Shadow nails a European Uppercut! The two behemoths begin to trade closed fists, wailing back and forth upon one another until finally, Shadow nails a closed fist across the face that backs Matthews into the ropes! Matthews leans against the ropes and Shadow Irish Whips him before picking the steel chair up off the ground and driving it into the already focused-on ribs of Matthews! Matthews stumbles back and drops to a knee… And Shadow runs at him, hitting a knee lift! Matthews stands upright, dazed-- shocked, and Shadow hooks him for a DDT, but upon landing, Shadow locks in a Forward Neck Lock! The crowd roars as Matthews flails in the hold. Matthews tries to escape, but Shadow has the hold locked in, wrenching it for over thirty seconds!
Nailz: Matthews might have to submit! Shadow might rip his head clean OFF!
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, sailing from the top rope is Aubrey J. Parker with the Shooting Star Knee Drop, driving the skull of Shadow into the canvas!
Beckett: SUSPIRIA!
Parker slowly gets to her feet-- and from behind, she’s drilled to the canvas with the Reverse Bulldog-- the Fatal Attraction from Young Mannie! Mannie writhes in agony, holding his left leg as he rolls around on the mat afterward, and all four competitors lie in pain, all across the ring.
Nailz: And everybody’s down! We’ve got nearly two minutes until we introduce another competitor! Who knows what could happen?!
Nearly another thirty seconds pass before Mannie begins to pull himself up, again, only on his right legs. He winces in pain as he tries to stand on his left one. He hoists himself up onto the second turnbuckle and watches as Jerry Matthews climbs to his feet first… and Mannie leaps from the top, taking Matthews down with a Diving Reverse Elbow! Matthews hits the mat and Mannie throws an arm over him for the cover!
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Mannie groans in frustration. Army-crawling to Matthews, he captures him in a side headlock and drives closed fists-- mainly hammerfists-- into the skull and jaw of Jerry Matthews! Matthews tries his best to cover up, but to no avail. AJP and Shadow continue to lie motionless on opposite sides of the ring near the ropes. Matthews finally manages to push Mannie away and uses the turnbuckles to pull himself up. Mannie hobbles up to his feet behind him and limps toward Matthews, grabbing one of the steel chairs along the way. He swings toward Matthews in the corner-- but Matthews ducks! Mannie drops the chair and turns around into a kick to the gut by Matthews. Matthews positions Mannie as if for a Suplex, but Mannie counters into an Inside cradle!
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Nailz: We have less than another minute until either Sally or Blade makes their way into this match, and I see Mannie looking at the clock! He knows it! He doesn’t want to see another competitor enter this match before he can put somebody away!
Beckett: This is his time to shine, but AJP damn-near broke his leg! Mannie can’t even walk without nearly falling over!
With Mannie unable to stand right away, Matthews gets to his feet and is able to quickly hit him with a boot to the jaw that takes him to the mat! Meanwhile, Shadow begins to climb to his feet, now bleeding from the nose… And Aubrey J. Parker casually slides out of the ring, grabbing that prized baseball bat, “Martinez” to a loud chorus of boos from the crowd.
Matthews turns toward Shadow, and Shadow blocks an oncoming punch, instead lighting Matthews up with knife-edged chops across the chest to a loud series of cheers from the crowd. He Irish Whips Matthews and nails a Powerslam! Shadow holds his hand up, signaling for a Chokeslam to the delight of the crowd as our timer begins to count down, signaling the entrance of the fifth competitor!
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At the sound of the buzzer, Matthews turns around into a huge Chokeslam from Shadow!
Beckett: It’s time!
The lights flicker, showing both Sally and Blade’s pods-- and the crowd roars as Sally Talfourd’s pod opens. She steps out with a small black pouch in hand… and as Parker climbs to her feet outside the ring, she strides toward Sally, preparing to lift the baseball bat up and swing, but Shadow reaches into the bag and blows a black powder into Parker’s face! Parker shrieks and throws an arm over her eyes, dropping the bat! Sally charges her-- and nails Aubrey J. Parker with a Facebreaker DDT on the outside!
Beckett: AAHHH!
Nailz: Sally just drove AJP face-first into that steel grating!
Sally turns around, and the crowd roars as we see Shadow perched on the top turnbuckle, leaping off and hitting Sally with a Diving Clothesline! Shadow lifts Sally up by the throat and throws her spine-first against Blade’s pod! Blade narrows his eyes at Shadow, who gives him a smirk from the outside. Shadow lifts Parker up next, by the hair, and throws her face-first into the pod! Blade simply angles his head toward Shadow, who points at the clock, which ticks down to three minutes.
Nailz: Shadow just took Sally Talfourd down, but-- oh-- look out!
Shadow turns around, but fails to see Mannie, on one good leg, springboard onto the top rope and suicide-dive out of the ring to hit Shadow with a vicious Tornado DDT… a modified version that takes Shadow skull-first into the wall of the Elimination Chamber! Shadow drops down to his knees and the crowd roars for the maneuver! Mannie delivers a sharp kick to Shadow’s skull for good measure, and the already-bloodied Shadow lies against the wall of the Chamber, motionless. Blade laughs from inside his pod.
Beckett: And there’s that table Parker set up earlier… Mannie’s giving it the sexy eye.
Nailz: This could be bad news for Sally or AJP!
Mannie slightly adjusts the table that AJP had set up outside of the ring earlier. With a grin, he turns and hoists Sally up, but she fights back with shots to the ribcage! Mannie clubs away at her with hard, vicious forearms and elbows to the upper-back and the base of the neck, but soon Parker rises to her feet and hits Mannie with a Low Blow! Mannie groans in agony. Parker and Sally both hoist Mannie upward in the Suplex position-- and drive him through the table with a Double Falcon Arrow!
Beckett: WOOD!
Nailz: Sally and Parker teaming up to drive Mannie through that table! Mannie’s down! Mannie’s down!
Mannie lies motionless in the wreckage and the crowd roars! Sally stumbles to her feet and falls back against the ropes, catching her breath-- but she’s grabbed from behind and brought into the ring by means of a Half Nelson Suplex, courtesy of Jerry Matthews!
Nailz: Oh man! Sally, folded up like an accordion!
Sally leans against the cage and watches as Matthews puts the boots to Sally’s back. AJP turns and bends down to pick up the bat, turning and looking at the last pod, which belongs to Blade. With a smirk, Aubrey begins walking ever-so-slowly toward Blake’s cell, dragging the bat along the steel grating of the walls.
Beckett: Hey! Blade’s still in there for another minute! Let’s not--!
Parker begins swinging the bat at full-force into the pod! With a wide-eyed grin, she yells for Blade to ”come out!” Blade stares back at her, and AJP swings the bat into the pod twice more, finally sending a web of cracks spiraling from the center! Meanwhile, Shadow has entered the ring behind Matthews and nails him with a vicious Back Suplex onto the nearly-crushed trash can that levels the Evangelist! With the trash can completely useless, Shadow kicks it out of the ring and signals for the end, slapping his knee as he stalks Matthews, who climbs back to his feet.
Nailz: Shadow’s about to put Matthews away!
Beckett: And Parker’s still swinging at that pod!
Parker continues to swing at Blade’s pod, sending more cracks spiraling throughout it. Blade takes a step back as shards of glass fly on him, but continues to glare ahead at Parker. He shields his face as a large section of the pod caves inward!
Nailz: My God-- she’s gonna bust Blade out of there!
Back in the ring, Matthews finally gets to his feet, holding his neck in pain, and Shadow charges at him going for a Running Big Boot-- but Matthews side-steps it and sends Shadow into the ropes! Shadow straddles himself and groans in pain, but Matthews, for the first time, picks up a weapon! He grips the steel chair and out of desperation, swings, driving the chair into Shadow’s skull and taking him over the ropes, to the outside of the ring!
Beckett: Shadow’s concussed! He’s gotta be!
Matthews turns around, throwing the chair to the mat-- but suddenly, out of nowhere, he’s grabbed and driven face-first onto the seem chair with a Swinging Reverse STO, courtesy of Sally Talfourd!
Nailz: THE MAKEOVER! JERRY MATTHEWS, FACE-FIRST INTO THAT CHAIR!
Sally, groaning in pain as she crawls on top of Jerry, hooks his near leg for the pin.
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ELIMINATED: “THE EVANGELIST” JERRY MATTHEWS
Beckett: Nooo!
Nailz: And just like that, Matthews is eliminated-- but look! Look at Mannie!
As Sally climbs to her feet, Mannie, who’d been playing possum the whole time, leaps up and nails the Reverse Bulldog known as the Fatal Attraction for the second time in the course of the match! He clutches his leg in pain again and Sally rolls away, holding the back of her head. Our camera shows the timer, which counts down from ten seconds as Parker gives the bat another swing into the pod! This time, a large chunk of the pod shifts and the glass begins to crumble!
Beckett: She’s gonna get him!
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SMASH!
With one more swing, the pod shatters-- and Blade reaches through the glass, stepping out of the destroyed pod. She grabs Parker by the wrist and she backs away, eyes wide with fear! She is forced to drop the bat and Blade grabs her by both sides of the neck, launching her spine-first into the wall of the Chamber! Blade then turns his attention toward the ring where Mannie tries to crawl to his feet.
Nailz: Things aren’t looking good for Mannie! I still don’t think he can walk!
Blade steps into the ring and immediately blasts Mannie with a Running Knee Lift, followed by a Falling Neckbreaker! Mannie lies in pain on the mat and Blade grins toward Sally, who is trying to get to her knees. He grabs her in a rear waist-lock and hits her with a duo of German Suplexes!
Beckett: Woo! Blade just came in here and cleared house!
Nailz: Not quite-- Shadow’s back up!
Blade turns around-- and the crowd rises in anticipation as Shadow reaches into Blade's broken pod and retrieves the weapon he'd been locked in there with-- a four-foot cattle prod.
Beckett: AhahahahaOHMYGODYES!
Blade tenses up upon seeing Shadow walk toward him, menacingly swaying the cattle prod from side to side. Shadow steps over the ropes, into the ring… but Blade uses this moment to rush forward, driving his boot into the knee of Shadow that is still suspended on the top rope! Shadow tumbles into the ring but swings the prod, clipping Blade across the temple! Blade is immediately lacerated, but with a roar, takes Shadow with with a Running Shoulder Block! Shadow is taken to the ground but as Blade steps forward, Shadow jabs the cattleprod into his stomach! Blade is shocked and he yells out in pain, stumbling backward. Shadow rises to his feet and rushes forward, driving a boot toward Blade’s skull-- but Blade side-steps it and takes Shadow down across his knee with a Backbreaker! Immediately afterward, Aubrey J. Parker springboards to the top rope from the outside, taking Blade with with a Flying Bulldog! At the same time, Mannie goes after Sally Talfourd on the other side of the ring, but she kicks his legs out from under him and, perhaps out of desperation is able to lock him in a Crossface!
Nailz: There’s action on all sides! Sally’s got Mannie in a Crossface, and Aubrey J. Parker is stalking Blade… stalking… watching!
Aubrey measures Blade as Blade starts to get back to his feet. He turns around and Parker grabs his wrist and throws herself backwards and downards, bringing a boot upwards into his jaw as she impacts the mat, nailing her wrist-clutch, falling short-arm Big Boot, the Defamer!
Beckett: DEFAMER BY AJP!
Blade hits the ground and Aubrey dives on top of him, hooking the leg-- while Mannie taps out to Sally’s Crossface behind her!
Nailz: Mannie’s tapping!
Beckett: But the ref doesn’t see it! He’s counting Blade down!
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ELIMINATED: BLADE
Nailz: What!
Beckett: Parker did it! AJP just pinned Blade!
The crowd boos uproariously as Parker rises to her knees and the bell sounds once, to signify Blade’s elimination-- but Sally releases Mannie from the Crossface, rising to her feet!
Nailz: Sally let go of Mannie-- I think Sally is under the impression that Mannie was eliminated!
Beckett: Uh-oh!
Blade, who seems to be in more shock, than pain, is escorted from the ring. He shoves the doctor away as the doctor tries to tend to the gash on his forehead. The fans attempt to applaud Blade as he makes his way up the ramp, but he shoots each one within arms-length a deathly glare, causing them to retract in their seats. Sally and AJP turn toward each other and the crowd grows loud as the two women stare each other down, walking, ever-so-slowly toward the center of the ring.
Nailz: We’re down to Mannie, Shadow, Sally Talfourd, and the Undisputed Champion, Aubrey J. Parker-- and here we go!
The crowd roars as Sally throws the first punch, clocking AJP in the jaw! Parker stumbles back, but nails a kick to the gut followed by a flurry of fast-paced left forearms to Sally’s skull, backing her toward the ropes… but Sally nails a European Uppercut! AJP stumbles back and Sally runs forward, nailing a Dropkick between the eyes! The crowd pops at the satisfying sound of impact and AJP is sprawled across the mat! Sally covers her, hooking both legs!
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Beckett: Parker almost got booted out of the Chamber right there!
Sally sighs and pushes herself up, suddenly noticing Blade’s absence from the Chamber. In confusion she turns around-- right into a DDT from Young Mannie! The crowd boos as Sally is driven into the mat. She lies prone on the ground and Mannie mounts her back, driving hard forearms and palms into the back of her head! The referee urges Mannie to release her-- but is incapable of doing anything, instead, asking Sally if she’ll submit. Sally opens her mouth, but a straight fist to the back of the head sends her face into the canvas to another chorus of boos from the crowd. Mannie grins, rising to his feet. He walks over to the other table in the ring, which has been lying, unused, for nearly fifteen minutes.
Nailz: Mannie’s got that table! I think he’s looking for a measure of revenge on Sally!
Mannie props the table up in the corner and starts to make his way toward Sally… But his eyes widen and he turns as Shadow charges at him, swinging the 2x4 with barbwire into his skull! Mannie screeches in agony as the barbwire pierces his flesh! Shadow rams the 2x4 into his ribs this time and Mannie drops to his knees, breathing heavily. Shadow swings the 2x4, barbed wire and all, into Mannie’s face again! Mannie tries to cover up, but the barbed wire is caught in the flesh of his palms!
Beckett: EwwwoohhNO!
Nailz: Mannie’s caught in that barbed wire! Shadow is relentless!
Shadow, with a mighty roar, drives a knee into Mannie’s nose. Mannie hits the ground and Shadow turns around, watching as Aubrey J. Parker climbs to her feet against the ropes. He charges at her and takes Parker through the ropes and to the grating on the outside with a Spear to a thunderous ovation from the crowd!
Nailz: DID YOU HEAR THE IMPACT?! AUBREY J. PARKER MIGHT BE BROKEN IN HALF IN THAT CHAMBER!
Beckett: Ref! REF, KICK HIM OUT! That’s unnecessary roughness!
”SHADOW!”
”SHADOW!”
”SHADOW!”
Nailz: BUT THIS CROWD LOVES EVERY SECOND OF IT! SHADOW’S READY TO END IT!
Shadow, seething and red-faced lifts Parker up and positions her in a standing headscissors. He flips her up into the Outsider’s Edge Powerbomb position! The crowd roars as Shadow makes his way toward the pod he’d been captive in earlier… and sprints forward, launching Parker spine-first into the glass pod! The glass shatters and Parker lies, half of her body inside the pod, half outside of it, completely motionless as the audience erupts!
Nailz: God! An Eclipse through that glass pod!
”HOLY SHIT!”
”HOLY SHIT!”
”HOLY SHIT!”
Shadow stands up, slowly, wiping blood from his nose and lips… and grins down at the fallen AJP as she lies, unconscious, in the broken glass on the floor. Shadow turns back toward the ring…
Nailz: LOOK!
As Shadow turns, Sally has already leapt from the top rope and taken him down with a Flying Hurricanrana that sends him careening into the Chamber wall! Sally quickly rolls away from Shadow, who writhes in pain on the mat. She observes Mannie crawling to his feet, but sees the baseball bat lying between them. With a look of curiosity-- maybe hope-- Sally crawls toward the bat as Mannie gets up. She rises to her feet, clutching “Martinez” in her hands and narrows her eyes at Mannie as Mannie groggily begins to turn around…
Beckett: Mannie, lie back down!
Mannie turns around and Sally swings the bat full-force into his ribcage! Mannie howls out in agony and drops to his knees. Sally looks shocked at her actions at first… but soon, a smile threatens to cross her lips. She lifts the bat above her head… and brings it down across the right shoulder of Mannie! Mannie cries out and Sally does it again, and again…
...and brings the bat down on his arm a total of eight times to the delight of the crowd!
Beckett: Damnit! She’s a maniac! She’s crazed!
Nailz: Some might say Mannie had this coming!
Sally drops the bat and her eyes turn toward that 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire. The crowd grows increasingly loud! Sally then turns her attention to the two steel chairs which lie side-by-side in the middle of the ring and the crowd grows even louder! Finally-- Sally’s attention turns toward the table lying in the corner and the crowd erupts! With a nod to each side of the audience, Sally “helps” Mannie to his feet and presses him up against the table. She hits him with several hard, straight fists to the face for good measure, keeping him groggy against the table! Sally then backs up to the other corner of the ring and measures Mannie… Then sprints at him!
Beckett: Mannie, move! Ahhh!
Sally starts to rush Mannie into the table-- but Mannie pivots and spins out of the way! Sally stops, just an inch short of the table, and Mannie, still hobbling, tries to hit her with the Reverse Bulldog he calls the Fatal Attraction-- but as Sally grabs the ropes, Mannie’s arm seems to give out! He roars out in pure agony, clutching the arm that Sally had assaulted with the baseball bat!
Nailz: Mannie’s hurt!
Beckett: Ahhhh, gahhdd, no!
Mannie groans and starts to crawl to his feet, but Sally runs at him and locks him a standing headscissors armbar!
Nailz: COTS! CHIP ON THE SHOULDER!
Mannie cries out in agony and slowly sinks to his knees. He then falls face-first to the mat as Sally wrenches the Armbar, pulling his arm in the most awkward of positions… before Mannie, with a yell, is forced to tap out on the mat.
ELIMINATED: MANNIE
Beckett: Ahh, no!
Nailz: And Mannie’s been eliminated!
Mannie rolls out of the ring, clutching his arm. The crowd boos as Sienna Harrison makes her way from the back, a look of concern on her face as she helps Mannie down the steps and up the ramp, shooting a glare back at Sally Talfourd who simply waves at their dismissal.
...And suddenly, Sally is struck from the side with a vicious Big Boot!
Nailz: BIG BOOT BY SHADOW!
Beckett: YESSSS!
Nailz: SALLY’S DOWN!
Beckett: COVER! COVER!
Shadow dives down on top of Sally and hooks the far leg while the shocked Tokyo audience counts along!
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Nailz: Kickout by Sally Talfourd!
The crowd erupts as Sally’s shoulder shoots off the mat. Shadow stares at the referee in shock, but soon, an almost crazed grin spreads across his bloodied face. Muttering to himself, he begins shaking his head. He pulls Sally upward by the hair and lifts her onto his shoulders to the delight of the audience!
Nailz: Shadow’s looking for the Dark Storm!
Shadow marches to the center of the ring with Sally on his shoulders-- but she drops down in front of Shadow as if going for some sort of wheelbarrow maneuver-- but stacks him up for a Victory Roll to the delight of the crowd! The referee drops down to make the count!
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ELIMINATED: SHADOW
Shadow pops out of the maneuver right after the three, and Sally promptly pushes herself back against the ropes as the referee has to restrain the enraged Shadow!
Beckett: He’s out! The big guy is out!
Nailz: Sally Talfourd eliminated Mannie, and now she’s just eliminated Shadow! And Shadow is livid!
Shadow kicks at the ropes, his face red in anger, before he takes a deep breath, attempting to regain composure. He runs his hands through his hair, standing in the corner for a moment. By this time, two security guards have entered the ring, ready to restrain Shadow if necessary. Shadow yells at them to “back off” and steps out of the ring over the top rope.
Beckett: What a sore loser!
Shadow glares at Parker as he makes his way to the exit of the Chamber. Parker is grinning at him as she groggily pulls herself to her feet, removing shards of glass from her body as she does so. She is shaking in pain as she rises to her feet, but blows a kiss toward Shadow… And this prompts him to roar in anger, rushing at her-- but he is restrained by the referee and the two security guards!
Beckett: Get that psycho out of here!
Nailz: Shadow has absolutely LOST IT!
Shadow is finally, after nearly a half-minute of struggle escorted out of the ring… but our crowd goes wild, suddenly, and our camera returns to the inside of the Chamber!
Nailz: Sally’s making chase!
Aubrey J. Parker shrieks as she sees Sally rush out of the ring after her! AJP begins climbing the Chamber wall and Sally grabs at her ankles, but Parker kicks her away! With a grunt, Sally jumps onto the Chamber and begins to crawl after her.
Beckett: This is dangerous! I love it!
Parker is nearly 12 feet above the ground when Sally grabs her tights! Sally crawls up the wall more, toward Parker, and grabs her by the hair! AJP shrieks for Sally to let go, but Sally whispers something to AJP and with a handful of hair, slams her face into the cell wall! She then does it a second time, and a third! AJP teeters back, one arm hanging as she grips the Chamber!
Nailz: They’re thirteen feet up in the air above pure steel!
Parker fights back with a vicious elbow to the jaw, and then a second! Sally teeters, but then drives a fist into the back of AJP’s head! Parker flies face-first into the steel again, and Parker grabs her around the neck, hooking her leg around Parker’s and tries to force Parker off of the wall, but Parker gribs! Parker throws her head back and hits Sally in the jaw with her own skull! Sally clubs AJP in the back of the head again!
Nailz: Aubrey J. Parker is reeling!
Sally grips Parker around the neck and hooks her leg again, throwing both of them back, and them fly from the Cell wall, down on top of one of the Pods in the form of a Russian Leg Sweep! Both women go crashing through the steel grating, into the pod, and the glass busts out as both of them fly through!
Beckett: AHHHHNOOOOO!
Nailz: THROUGH THE POD! THEY’RE DEAD! SALLY TALFOURD AND AUBREY J. PARKER AREN’T OKAY!
”OH MY GOD!”
”OH MY GOD!”
”OH MY GOD!”
Sally and Parker lie in the wreckage as the referee allows the doctor into the Chamber before locking the door behind them again! The doctor and the referee begin pulling the glass away from the two women. AJP is twitching, spitting mucus and saliva from her mouth as she rolls onto her stomach, while Sally Talfourd has her eyes open, but is unfocused, unaware of where she is. She pushes the doctor away and crawls out of the destroyed pod, but she is twitching with each inch she moves.
Nailz: We need to get them out of there!
Parker sits upright, but the crowd groans in a mixture of emotions as we see that blood is pouring from several areas in her arm and her upper-back where glass has embedded itself. She screams at the referee to back away as she slowly climbs to her feet-- but she collapses against the Chamber wall. Parker reaches back into her shoulder and pulls a large shard of glass out of it, throwing it aside.
Beckett: Have you seen anything like this?!
Nailz: They won’t give up!
Aubrey shakily makes her way through the shattered, destroyed pod toward Sally-- but Sally springs to her feet and tackles Aubrey into the Chamber wall! The women exchange fists and roll around on the floor, each hitting the other with closed fists! Parker grabs Sally by the hair and throws her over the top rope, into the ring! Sally cries out in pain, but rolls into the center of the ring. AJP gets into the ring and charges Sally, nailing her with a Shining Calf Kick! Sally hits the ground and Parker, grunting, heaving, pulls another shard of glass, this time, out of her side. She throws it out of the ring and hooks Sally’s far leg. Almost reluctantly, the ref counts!
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Nailz: Sally Talfourd stays alive!
Parker stands up, grabbing Sally by the hair-- but out of exhaustion and pain, Aubrey falls back into a seated position, and Sally drops to her knees. Aubrey’s gaze turns toward “Martinez”, that steel baseball bat. She crawls toward the bat… but Sally pushes herself up and dives on top of her! She hammers away at the back of Aubrey’s head with closed fists! Aubrey cries out in pain, her fingers outstretched toward that bat, but Sally pulls her away by the hair, slamming her face into the canvas not once-- but twice!
Beckett: This is vicious!
Nailz: This is the UNDISPUTED TITLE!
Aubrey groans and rolls away from Sally, but as she starts climbing to her feet, Sally is on top of her again! Sally runs at the bloodied AJP and takes her with with a Clothesline, then another, then a third! Sally falls against the ropes but smiles into the roaring Tokyo masses! Aubrey is climbing to her feet in the center of the ring breathing heavily… And Sally sprints toward her again…
CRACK!
Nailz: NO!
Aubrey picks the baseball bat off of the ground and turns, swinging it into Sally’s knee as Sally comes at AJP for a high knee! Sally flips over Parker and lands on the ground, shrieking in pure agony!
Beckett: Oh my-- she broke her knee. AJP just broke Sally’s knee. I heard it!
Aubrey drops the bat and falls into the corner, smirking, wiping blood off of her arms and her neck as she grins into the booing masses. She signals for the end to the audience as she observes Sally trying, futilely, to climb up to her feet. Sally’s right leg is shaking, but she somehow manages to nearly reach a vertical base… But Parker runs at Sally, going for the Makeunder…
...And Sally counters with a thumb to the eyes!
Beckett: CHEATER!
Nailz: Sally took a page out of AJP’s book!
Parker stumbles back, her hand over her face, and Sally Talfourd uses one last burst of strength to run forward and nail the Swinging Reverse STO… the Makeover!
Nailz: Sally sees AJP’s Makeunder… and raises her a Makeover!
The crowd roars, beginning a ”SALLY!” chant. Sally limps toward the turnbuckles and looks back at Parker, before slowly climbing up, toward the middle… and then throwing herself up onto the top ropes and springboarding off, nailing a Corkscrew Moonsault across the ribs of AJP!
Nailz: HAPPY ENDING!
Beckett: IT’S OVER! NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!
Sally Talfourd is writhing in pain after her own finishing maneuver, but with her teeth clenched, she crawls as quickly as she can.
Nailz: Just a few more inches! Go, Sally! Go!
Sally crawls on top of AJP and the crowd roars, counting along as she covers the near leg!
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Beckett: AJP KICKED OUT!
Nailz: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!
”THIS IS AWESOME!”
”THIS IS AWESOME!”
”THIS IS AWESOME!”
”THIS IS AWESOME!”
Parker lies on her stomach, but doesn’t seem to be moving. Sally lies on her back, hands over her face. She kicks a foot down into the canvas in frustration and rolls onto her stomach, looking ahead at Aubrey J. Parker. Sally pulls herself onto her knees and goes to scoop AJP up in a Suplex position-- but Parker grapevines her leg and spins Sally around! She hooks her leg for a Leg Hook Saito Suplex and drives Sally down to the mat on the back of her head and neck! Sally twitches as she hits the mat!
Beckett: THE TEARDROP!
Parker is immediately able to cover Sally and the crowd counts along again!
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Nailz: SHE’S OUT OF IT!
Beckett: HOW?!
Parker seems to be on the verge of tears as she rolls off of Sally. AJP slams a fist onto the mat. She pulls herself up and glances toward the table set up in the corner. She grins as she observes it and then lifts Sally up by the hair. Parker lifts Sally up, slowly, shakily. She positions her in a standing headscissors and lifts Sally up into a Powerbomb position, making her way toward the table.
Nailz: No, no, no--!
…But at the last second, Sally drops down behind Parker! AJP turns around-- but she is suddenly tackled through the table by Sally Talfourd!
Beckett: PARKER GOES THROUGH THE TABLE!
Nailz: JESUS!
Parker lies in the wreckage while the crowd goes into a frenzy. Sally Talfourd, breathing heavily, finally pulls herself to her feet. She grabs Parker by the ankles and she drags her toward the center of the ring!
Nailz: Sally Talfourd is about to recapture the Undisputed Championship!
DARKNESS.
Nailz: What is this?!
Beckett: We… Uh… We lost power
There are approximately nine seconds of darkness before the lights flash back on… And the crowd boos uproriously.
Nailz: WHAT’S HE DOING HERE?!
Beckett: Oh, God.
Sally is on her feet, in confusion… But as our cameras pan out, we reveal that the cell door has been busted open. The security officers are sprawled out at ringside… And standing at the entrance with a pair of bolt-cutters in hand is none other than Deacon Jeremiah. He grins ahead at Sally Talfourd, but he isn’t where her focus lies. Instead, Sally’s eyes fall on the six-and-a-half foot, two-hundred and seventy-five pound man in front of her…
…”The Evangelist” Jerry Matthews. Matthews stands in front of Parker with a stoic expression and Sally looks at him in confusion… And suddenly, Matthews drives a knee into her gut!
Nailz: NO!
He lifts her up into the Suplex position… and drives Sally down with a Jackhammer while the crowd boos at the top of their lungs!
Nailz: NO! WHY IS HE HERE?! SOMEONE! PLEASE!
Beckett: He just-- he just--!
The crowd boos loudly as Matthews stares down at Sally… But Matthews soon makes his way toward the stirring Parker, pulling her from the wreckage. He pulls her, and drops her about two inches from Sally. Matthews kneels down so he is just a foot away from Sally’s face… And watches with a smile as Parker sits upright, dazed at first, but she grins as she sees Sally.
Nailz: Someone--!
Aubrey grabs Sally’s left leg and locks her in the Japanese Leg Bar, the S&S! Sally shrieks in pain!
Nailz: This isn’t right! Somebody stop this!
As Sally writhes in pain, Matthews, miniature Bible in hand, sits down cross-legged next to Sally, running his fingers through her hair as he recites from Psalms.
Matthews: Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked… or stand in the way that sinners take…
Sally continues to writhe in pain, reaching for anything to break free from the S&S, but Parker keeps it on tight!
Matthews: ...or sit in the company of mockers, but whose delight is in the law of the Lord… and who meditates on his law day and night…”
Sally crawls for the baseball bat, but Matthews calmly kicks it away as Parker wrenches the S&S on Sally’s leg! Sally has tears in her eyes as she crawls… crawls…
Matthews: That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season… and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers…
Sally cries out and tries to kick Aubrey away, but to no avail.
Matthews: ...NOT SO THE WICKED! They are like chaff that the wind blows away… Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous… For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous…
Finally, Sally’s movements slow. Her breathing slows. She falls back onto the canvas.
Matthews: ...but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.
Finally, with no other choice, Sally Talfourd is forced to slowly, weakly tap on the mat. That is all it takes for Parker to release the hold and roll bacwards, laughing to herself, despite the blood and tears that soak her face. Our bell rings.
Ferrari: Ladies and gentlemen... The winner... And STIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL your APW Undisputed Champion... AUBREY J. PAAARRKKERRR! "Nothing Has Been Broken" hits the PA system and the crowd boos loudly. Parker is laughing, her head tilted back, unable to climb to her feet on her own accord. Jerry Matthews stoops down and helps Parker to her feet... Raising her arm in victory. Nailz: I refuse.Beckett: I... I have no words!Trash is hurled at the Chamber as confetti and sreamers rain from the heavens. Jerry Matthews and Deacon Jeremiah each join Aubrey J. Parker on each side, raising an arm into the air. Parker grins into the crowd, tears staining her face as she mouths a "thank you" to each side of the audience. Nailz: I might be sick.Sally Talfourd rolls from the ring, clutching her leg, refusing to look the trio in the ring as the doctor rushes toward her. Sally fans herself, fanning away invisible tears as the referee wraps the Undisputed Championship around her waist. Nailz: I hope she's happy. I HOPE this was worth it. This was despicable!Beckett: Despicable! How?! She won fair and square, though!Nailz: You've gotta be kidding.Beckett: No DQs in a Chamber match, Russ!Aubrey J. Parker allows her hands to fall from Jerry Matthews' and Jeremiah's. She picks up the baseball bat, "Martinez" and makes her way over toward Sally Talfourd who sits just outside of the ropes. Parker drops down by the ropes and smirks at Sally from mere inches away, leaning on the bat for support. She kisses her own Undisputed Championship before raising it up to eye-level, just three inches from Sally's face. Sally stares at the championship and turns to AJP, narrowing her eyes... glaring into the toothy, wicked grin of Aubrey J. Parker. Nailz: This is a travesty. Aubrey J. Parker, ladies and gentlemen... Aubrey J. Parker is our Undisputed Champion.We fade away as the confetti continues to fall and AJP continues to grin at Sally Talfourd from inches away with Jerry Matthews looming in the background. |
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