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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 10:42:29 GMT -4
The APW logo flashes across the screen, only to be slashed by three claw marks that create the MONSTER ‘M’ logo. The image ignites in flames, crumbling to dust, and leaving only the black screen. A red neon lights flash on, to read ‘KAOS KAM!’ The shot fades in on the APW Xtreme Champion, ‘The Xtremist’ Tony Blackwell sitting next to APW Heavyweight Champion ‘The Ego Crusher’ Sgt. Kenny Lambardo. The two are behind a long desk with a false wall behind then that sports the APW insignia. If you haven’t figured it out by now, we are about to see a pre-game show.
Kenny: Ladies and gentleman… boys and girls… children of all ages. Action Packed Wrestling, proudly brings to you, the Blackwell Blend Pre-Show! Live on APW ‘KAOS KAM!’ I’m your World Heavyweight Champion, Sgt. Kenny Lambardo, and with me is the man that lives Xtreme… The APW Xtreme Champion, Tony Blackwell!
Tony: Yes ladies, and gentleman, Mr. Sex & Violence himself is here along with the KaotiK Champion, Sgt. Lambardo. Tonight is Mayhem. A lot of great matches here tonight, especially our main event. A last man standing match for all the gold, since the Overdrive Title is silver, and this thing that I carry around is literally held together by duct tape, and glue.
Kenny: Not true Tony. We will see more actual gold enter the federation tonight as Sabur & Razor, ‘Iceman’ & The Hardcore Kid, and ‘That Team’, Diana Steel & Tara Jacobs battle it out with Tender Love and Care in a three way TLC to determine Action Packed Wrestling’s first Tag Team Champions.
Tony: Flash, and gold is all pretty, and nice, Kenny, but the APW Xtreme Title will also be defended here tonight. Your brother, ‘The Hammer of Kaos’ Vin E Lambardo against ‘Mr. Sex & Violence’… Tony Blackwell.
Kenny: And let’s not forget that ‘Our JESUS’ Michael Lively will do the work of the lord in smiting the sexist bigot that they call Justin Job. The Overdrive Title is coming home to the CoK…
Tony: Amen.
Kenny: And that is just some of the matches that we have in store for you later tonight, but let’s not forget the athletes that are still to make it into the title picture.
MATCH I: TRIPLE THREAT
JZ vs. DR. PHATE vs. BRYAN J. GREATNESS
Kenny: Let me tell you. There is nothing great about the Greatness. This guy has made his entire career in APW about my fiancé. He has yet to have any clue what the hell is in store for him, and how much Diana begged Trevor, and I to stay out of it. Without a single win since he began his run here, I would say that he isn’t the likeliest to pull out the win in this contest.
Tony: Yeah. I have to agree with you there, Kenny. BJ Gangsta is not likely to improve his record here, tonight. And who the hell is JZ?
Kenny: I really couldn’t tell you, Tony. So I guess that all, and all I have to say that this win is going to Dr. Phate.
Tony: Yes, much agreed, Kenny.
Kenny: You know, I heard that Dr. Phate once molested a butterfly…
Tony: I think that’s illegal in most countries, Sabur should look out! BESTIALITY!!! We can’t drop the ‘F’ bomb, but we should be able to say bestiality. Damn censors…
MATCH II: SINGLES MATCH
THE MYSTERY MAN vs. ‘THE E-STARR’ JAKE RUBY
Tony: You know for a mystery man, I’m really liking this guys chances. I don’t know why, just got that feeling that he’s gonna win. Just in case. F-T-R!!!
Kenny: I know what that means. You know secrets aren’t really something that you can keep from a well trained eye, such as the marines gave me. All it is, is how long that I’m supposed to play dumb. If this guy is who I think he is, then Jake Ruby is in for a world of hurt like he just stepped into the ring with Sgt. Kenny Lambardo. Any way you slice it, F-T-R, and Mystery Man for the win.
Tony: Hey, you remember when you signed my bike. What did that say again?
Kenny: Don’t even… Next match…
MATCH III: THREE TEAM TLC
APW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
SABUR & RAZOR vs. ‘ICEMAN’ JASON ROYCE & THE HARDCORE KID vs. ‘THAT TEAM’
Kenny: We all know that I’m going to pick ‘That Team’, but just look at the statistics. Diana Steel has never lost a tag match in her life. ‘That Team’ made there tag team legend in Jeff’s last fed, WWC, where they were the longest standing Tag Champs of all time. ‘Iceman’ Jason Royce, and The Hardcore Kind could barely spell the word win, and how the hell did they suddenly become friends? Stuff like that just doesn’t happen overnight. Then you have the team of Sabur…
Tony: Kenny stop, you don’t have to say anything more about it. Sabur is the only one that can hold his own in a tag match. We all know this. Razor Ryan shouldn’t even show up to the match. Let Sabur handle this on his own. Iceman, and Kid shouldn’t be in title contention at all. As far as I’m concerned, Spirit & Diana should have just been made the champions the day the belts were made.
Kenny: HOOAAH!
Tony: Ho-Rah!
Kenny: I’m so gonna have amazing Champion sex after this show.
Kenny smiles…
Tony: You should see if Spirit would join the two of you for a handicap match on the bed. You could sell it on Pay-Per-View, and call it the night of champions.
MATCH IV: SINGLES MATCH
APW OVERDRIVE CHAMPIONSHIP
JUSTIN JOB (C) vs. ‘YOUR JESUS’ MICHEAL LIVELY
Tony: Why is this a match tonight? I thought that they just gave Lively the belt?
Kenny: Apparently Justin Job has been the Overdrive Champion for months. I don’t know how much I buy that though. I didn’t see him with the belt since he supposedly won it.
Tony: I think that Jesus is gonna kill him.
Kenny: The two of them show off a great amount of talent, regardless of how much of a price that JJ is. Mike has been working hard for this match though. Very hard actually, and I think that this is about his time to make another breakthrough, but if he doesn’t, then I have another trick up my sleeve.
Tony: Crucify him! Crucify him!
Kenny: That’s just bad…
MATCH V: XTREME RULES
APW XTREME CHAMPIONSHIP
‘MR. SEX & VIOLENCE’ TONY BLACKWELL (C) vs. ‘THE HAMMER OF GOD’ VIN E LAMBARDO
Tony: What can I say about Vin E?
Kenny: It better be something nice.
Tony: Okay… Here we go then… Vin is a very talented competitor in the ring, and knows a thing or two about Hardcore. Its going to be the first actual challenge to my belt that a single person can give me. We’re going to make this a match of the year candidate.
Kenny: Every match with a Lambardo is a match of the year candidate. You my friend are the embodiment of Xtreme, but Vin E has one thing that you don’t. Two come to think about it. The first is that he’s hungry. Very hungry… The second is that he has a big brother to impress, and bringing the Xtreme Championship back to the CoK is a good way to do it.
Tony: Can his blind rage, and desire overcome the determination that comes through my experience.
Kenny: Yes.
Tony: We’ll see about that.
MATCH VI: SINGLES
GRUDGE MATCH
KATRINA ‘ARCHADIA’ OLIVETTI vs. KALAYLA ‘FYRE ANGEL’ MITCHELL
Kenny: I have a question. Does everyone just hate Katrina? Can no one around here have the security enough in their own manhood to push a talented female competitor? When Vin was done he immediately springboards to Trevor Blackwell. Katrina on the other hand gets slapped back down to no name competition like Jake Ruby and Fire Crotch Mitchell.
Tony: Katrina. If you could do me a favor, take ‘Fyre Angel’s’ hair with you when you leave.
Kenny: Yeah. Then Trevor will stop touching her. Everyone else worth their salt has either stopped, or just isn’t dirty enough, and with no main event to sleep with, she should just fall into the black abyss… or she could come back stronger than ever, but who the hell does that anymore?
Tony: Not her. I say Katrina for the win…
Kenny: You know that Katrina was one of the worst Hurricanes of our time don’t you?
Tony: *with a French accent* No. I hate the windbreaking things! No more! Leave New Orleans alone!
Kenny: Dude. You’re just off…
MATCH VII: LAST MAN STANDING
APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: APW OVERDRIVE GENERAL MANAGER, MATT METAL
SPECIAL GUEST ENFORCER: APW PRESIDENT, HURRICANE JEFF
‘THE EGO CRUSHER’ SGT. KENNY LAMBARDO (C) vs. ‘THE CAREER KILLER’ TREVOR BLACKWELL
Kenny: I think that it is plain, and simple to see what is going to happen in this match.
Tony: This is going to be Trevor’s unlucky day if he doesn’t follow my advice to evolve.
Kenny: Evolve? Trevor can’t evolve. He has always been the same ‘Hardcore Icon’ that he has always been, and that is where he fails. It’s not like it was back in the day. It’s so much more about the business then ever before, and that is what is going to make Trevor become just another ego crushed. The last time that the two of us step foot on the PPV stage, I played with the little bastard, but this time… This time I’m not giving him the chance to blackmail Jeff for a third loss. What good is it going to be to get another match with me when he’s been confined to a wheelchair?
Tony: He’ll challenge you to a wheelchair race for the title.
Kenny: If only the brain damage isn’t enough to make him want a lollipop instead.
Tony: At least him and Gilbert would get along.
Kenny: And carry intelligent conversation with each other.
Tony: This has been Blackwell Blend TV, live on APW ‘KAOS KAM!’ Now to see us off, the Monster Trampoline Girls!
The false wall that was behind that two of them fall to reveal a giant trampoline with a collection of women bouncing up and down, each with a black two piece bathing suit that sport the MONSTER ‘M’ logo on the ass.
Kenny: Ladies and Gentleman, this has been your APW Mayhem Pre-Show. Why? Because we do it better than Harvey, and Chase! APW Mayhem is sponsored by Gatorade. APW Mayhem is on Pay-Per-View so if you don’t have it, call your local satellite or cable provider, and get it! You can also catch us live via web cast at www.actionpackedwrestling.com. I’m your World Heavyweight Champion, Kenny Lambardo with…
Kenny turns to motion at Tony, and ‘Mr. Sex & Violence’ has begun to make his way to the trampoline. He climbs aboard, and bounce with a handful of hot young babes.
Kenny: Xtreme Champion, Tony Blackwell! APW Mayhem is next!
The Pre show fades to black.
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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 10:59:34 GMT -4
 Mayhem begins with its Intro video
The Video ends and pyro blast through the Phillips arena as the camera’s goes through the crowd and the fans are on their feet cheering and the camera go to ringside.
Darren Harvey: Welcome to APW Mayhem.
Johnny Chase: We’re finally here folks. The most anticipated APW Pay Per View yet. Seven folks, Seven action packed matches we have here for you tonight and four of them are title matches, including the Tag Team title which we will crown the first ever APW tag team champions here tonight.
Harvey: History will be made. And tonight’s main event. What a match it should be. A Last Man Standing Match for the APW World Title, Kenny Lambardo defends his title against Trevor Blackwell. But here’s the catches, Matt Metal is the special guest referee and President Jeff is the special guest Enforcer.
Chase: Trevor Blackwell will be in for a fight of his life tonight.
Harvey: I’m tired of waiting, lets get this show on the road with a triple threat match.
The camera goes to the ring where APW Ring Announcer, Tony Ferrari is standing
Tony (emphatic tone): The following contest is a Triple Threat Match and your opening bout for Action Packed Wrestling: MAYHEM!
The Phillips Arena erupts into a chorus of boos as “Comfort Eagle” by Cake starts to play, echoing throughout the arena. More pyro then humanly possible flashes from around the stage, and as the blinding light subsides, there is only Bryan J. Greatness standing there with his arms held high, his head up turned, and an air that he is better then you.
Tony (emphatic tone): Making his way to the ring...weighing in at 300 pounds and hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia...THIS is BRYAN J. GREATNESS!
Slowly, he struts down to the ring, grinning at the fans cursing and jeering him down the ramp. As he reaches the bottom, he rolls into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle, raising his arms to the sky, giving a pose as sparks shower down upon the ring from the roof.
Tony (emphatic tone): And his opponent....
“Just Another Victim” by House of Pain pipes from the Phillips Arena speakers as JZ comes out onto the stage wearing a leather vest..
Tony (emphatic tone): Weighing in tonight at 250 pounds and hailing from Priority, New Hampshire….THIS is JZ!
JZ puts his arm in the air and then power walks down the ramp with a confident swagger.
Tony (emphatic tone): And their opponent….
The lights in the Phillips Arena dim to the brink of utter darkness, the only light emanating from the Tron screen as a large "Icon" logo blares forth in crimson. The voice of RuPaul suddenly pipes throughout the venue, the words, "I've got one thing to say: You better work!" preceding the sudden "Oh" of Fergie as "London Bridge" begins echoing throughout the building!
Harvey (confused): Wha - ? Isn’t “The Icon” Doctor Phate supposed to be the third participant in this match?
Chase (responding): Yeah! That definitely isn’t his music, though! Wonder what’s going on…
As "London Bridge" gets under way a spotlight begins searching the audience...and it finds its target as "The Icon" Doctor Phate cuts through the crowd, leading them in a sing-along of his theme music! Hopping the guardrail, Phate hops up to the ring apron and motions coyly for the referee to hold open the ropes for him. The ref holds open the ropes....and Phate steps through, rubbing his skirt-covered ass against the ref's crotch!
Tony (emphatic tone): Weighing in at 260 pounds and hailing from Detroit, Michigan…THIS is “THE ICON” DOCTOR PHATE!
Harvey (confused): What in the blue hell - - ?!?!?
Chase (responding): The rumor mill has been churning for the last 48 hours about Phate possibly flipping his wig and it looks like APW has it’s first-ever cross dresser!
Harvey (responding): Let’s just hope he doesn’t flip that skirt!
The ref freaks out as Phate winks and makes a "Call Me" motion with his hand before dancing a little provocatively to the beat of his theme and singing along with the spectators.
Chase (taking everything in): Well, folks, APW always delivers and it looks like you’re about to see something VERY unique!
Harvey (agreeing): Unique ain’t the word! Phate has beaten both of these men in the past few weeks. Will his…new look pull out a victory for him tonight?
Doctor Phate vs. Bryan J. Greatness vs. JZ
Both JZ and Bryan J. Greatness eyeball Doctor Phate, not knowing how to respond…until he blows kisses at both of them! Greatness and JZ charge Phate – and Phate stops them in their tracks with a pair of Eye Pokes! Both men recoil in pain as the referee calls for the bell! This match is officially under way
Chase (amused): Man did he suck them in with that! Stereo Eye Pokes!
Bryan J. Greatness recovers first, turning around angrily – and getting caught with ANOTHER Eye Poke! The agony inflicted by Phate forces Greatness to back up…and right into a fireman’s carry courtesy of JZ! JZ signals for his Death Valley Driver finisher – but Phate hits a well-timed Dropkick to the front of JZ’s right knee, sending JZ face-first into the canvas with all of Bryan J. Greatness’ weight coming down on him! Phate, amused, curtsies to the referee and his opponents before rolling Bryan J. Greatness to his back. Phate for the pin!
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BROKEN UP BY JZ!
Harvey (into the match): This match was almost over that quickly!
Chase (agreeing): How JZ was able to break that pinfall after having all of that Greatness land on his head is beyond me!
JZ pulls Phate to a vertical base, scooping him high overhead and planting him into the canvas with a Body Slam. JZ bounces off the ropes, sliding in with a well-placed Running Leg Drop on Phate’s head and neck! JZ for the quick pin!
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KICKOUT! Phate gets the shoulder up and JZ locks in a Side Headlock to prevent his opponent from regaining his footing. JZ applies the pressure, tightening his grip while yanking back on Phate’s head and neck. The crowd begins clapping in rhythm, riling Phate up! Phate slowly begins his ascent, making it to his right knee, then both knees, until he is vertical once more! One back elbow to the side of JZ by Phate! Another back elbow to the side of JZ by Phate! A third back elbow to the side of JZ by Phate! Phate finally gets JZ to break the headlock…and Bryan J. Greatness attempts to break JZ and Phate’s jaws, steamrolling in with a vicious pair of Clotheslines! Both men are practically folded in three as Greatness’ Clotheslines turn them inside out!
Chase (impressed): Whoa! JZ and Phate are suddenly down! What a display of power by Greatness!
Harvey (agreeing): Greatness was smart to wait that situation out and strike when his opponent’s guards were down!
Greatness, feeling quite cocky, poses like a strongman while using his right foot to cover Phate! Greatness for the pin!
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KICKOUT! Greatness, annoyed, decides to do the same pinning combination to JZ! Greatness for the pin!
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KICKOUT! The fans laugh at Greatness as both of his pin attempts are met with failure!
Harvey (amused): Did he really think that was gonna work TWICE? Is he really that cocky?
Chase (answering Harvey): I think you just answered your own question, sir!
Greatness, enraged, pulls JZ up to his feet by the dreadlocks. Greatness cinches JZ’s waistband, lifting him up for a Stalling Vertical Suplex. Greatness holds JZ up…and up….and up….and JZ is still in the Stalling Vertical Suplex! Sixty seconds pass….60 becomes 80…80 becomes 90…and JZ finally hits the mat as Bryan J. Greatness completes a power-packed 100-second Stalling Vertical Suplex! JZ’s back hits the canvas with a thud as Greatness immediately goes for the pin!
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THR - - NO! Phate breaks up the pin attempt!
Chase (into the match): That was a close one! That Stalling Vertical looked like it took the air out of JZ’s sails for a minute there!
Greatness and Phate begin exchanging blows after the pin break, Greatness gaining the upper hand with a couple of well-place right jabs. Phate is reeling…Greatness comes off the ropes…Greatness charges at Phate with a Clothesline….Phate dodges under Greatness’ arm….Greatness quickly turns to attack the dodging Phate…and Phate pops Greatness with a nice Sit-Out Jawbreaker! Greatness’ neck and head snap back, forcing him to stumble back…and into a beautifully executed Dragon Sleeper courtesy of JZ! JZ locks the Dragon Sleeper in tight, wrapping his legs around Greatness and forcing Greatness to his knees! Phate, seeing JZ’s Dragon Sleeper taking affect on Greatness, decides to NOT break the hold but instead rips open Bryan J. Greatness’ shirt, exposing his chest! Phate lifts his skirt and suddenly rubs his rear end seductively on Greatness’ chest! The crowd explodes as Phate stops his grinding and gyrations and starts hitting Greatness in his exposed chest with a dozen Knife Edge Chops! The audience shouts “WOOOO!” along with Phate as he tears into Greatness’ meaty chest with zeal! JZ still has the Dragon Sleeper locked into Greatness as Phate tees off with three more vicious Chops!
Harvey (amused): My god – Phate is teaming up with the man that belittled him!
Chase (agreeing): Odd world, ain’t it? Only in Action Packed Wrestling!
Greatness, his body being worn down, extends his right arm to tap to JZ’s Dragon Sleeper! Phate, noticing this new situation, bounces off the ropes behind his opponents and proceeds to drive them both into the canvas with a Running Bulldog to JZ! The hold is broken and Phate attempts a pin on Greatness!
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THRE – NOT A CHANCE! JZ breaks up the pin attempt! Phate, hopping to his feet, charges at JZ…JZ ducks under Phate’s arm….Phate stops on a dime then charges toward JZ once more…JZ catches Phate in mid-run with a Double Choke….JZ goes for the Double Choke Toss but Phate rakes JZ’s eyes….JZ drops Phate, who lands on his feet…Phate charges in…and JZ drills Phate with a Snap Powerslam! Phate’s back smacks into the mat with force! JZ for the pin!
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THRE – NO!! Bryan J. Greatness breaks it up! Greatness grabs JZ and pulls him up via a hand full of dreads and Irish Whips him into the farthest right-hand corner of the squared circle. Greatness runs into the corner, nailing JZ with a sick version of the Bundy Avalanche, leaving JZ slumped against the turnbuckles! Greatness lifts JZ up to his right shoulder, seating JZ on the top turnbuckle. Greatness lunges his open right hand forward, clasping it around JZ’s throat, before launching JZ back into the ring with a nasty Elevated Chokeslam! Greatness goes for the pin…until he sees “The Icon” Doctor Phate sitting in a steel chair in the middle of the ring reading a newspaper! Seeing Greatness looking his way, Phate fakes a yawn before winking at the shocked Greatness! The audience applauds, sending Bryan J. Greatness into an angry fit!
Chase (amused): What in the blue hell are we witnessing tonight? Phate is crazy!
Harvey (agreeing): Greatness is the one who’s crazy – he should’ve went for the pin! Screw Phate sitting in the chair!
Bryan J. Greatness runs in….and Phate nails a shady Dropkick to the front of Greatness’ right knee! Greatness falls forward from the Dropkick and curbs himself on the open chair! Greatness is in serious pain as Phate mockingly applauds Greatness’ face plant! The fans are absolutely beside themselves as Phate senses JZ coming his way from the corner of his eye! JZ charges…Phate sidesteps JZ…and Phate slams the back of JZ’s head into the open steel chair with a swift Snap Russian Leg Sweep! Both Greatness and JZ are laid out on the mat clutching their heads as the audience erupts with an “APW” chant! Phate sneaks in for the pin on JZ!
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THREE – NOPE! Greatness breaks up the pin!
Harvey (into the match): Another close one! The people are on their feet as these three men try to set the bar for the rest of the evening!
Phate and Greatness, both men mouthing off at one another, begin exchanging heavy right-handed blows once again…until JZ suddenly grabs them both around the throat and smashes them into the canvas with simultaneous Chokeslams! Both Phate and Greatness writhe on the mat in agony as JZ stands triumphant over their bodies! JZ drops down for the pin on Phate!
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THRE – NOT AT ALL! Phate’s foot is on the bottom rope! JZ, enraged, quickly scampers over to Greatness. JZ for the pin!
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THRE – KICKOUT! JZ is absolutely incensed as both of his opponents have kicked out!
Chase (into the contest): JZ almost had it with that pair of Chokeslams but his opponents were able to weather the storm!
Harvey (agreeing): Without being able to give either Chokeslam his full strength he probably limited the effectiveness of the hold.
JZ grabs Bryan J. Greatness and tosses him out to the arena floor between the top and middle ropes. Focusing his attention on Phate, JZ waits for Phate to rise to his feet before capturing Phate’s arms and doling out heavy damage with a series of Multiple Headbutts! JZ’s masked head smashes over and over into Phate’s, slowly opening a small gash over Phate’s eyes! Phate soon goes limp in JZ’s grasps, sliding down to his knees in a semi-conscious state before hitting the canvas face-first and creating a small pool of blood!
Chase (shocked): What is JZ’s head made out of?!? He busted Phate wide open!
Harvey (addressing Chase): His mask has obviously got to be loaded!
JZ grabs Phate by the head and pulls him off the mat, forcing Phate to look up at him from bended knee. JZ smiles sadistically before unleashing a series of Knuckle Punches to the open wound on Phate’s head! Instead of scream in anguish or passing out, though, Phate begins cackling maniacally! JZ becomes enraged by this and intensifies the power of his blows, forcing crimson liquid to spew from Phate’s head like a geyser! Phate, enjoying himself, allows the punches to continue raining down! The referee comes to check on the severity of Phate’s wound, peering over JZ’s shoulder – and ensuring that he can’t see Phate crack JZ with a painful Low Blow Uppercut! JZ is stopped in his tracks, clutching his privates and slowly falling to the mat…until Bryan J. Greatness suddenly scoops the weakened JZ up onto his shoulders and spikes him hard with a sick BBD (Death Valley Driver)! Greatness drops down for the pin!
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THRE - - BARELY BROKEN UP BY PHATE! Phate, blood streaming out of his face, seems reinvigorated as he impatiently waits for Bryan J. Greatness to get up! Greatness is up….Phate charges Greatness….Greatness ducks Phate, locking in a rear waist lock….Greatness goes for a German Suplex….Phate blocks the German Suplex., switching behind Greatness and grabbing a rear waist lock of his own….Greatness breaks Phate’s rear waist lock, locking in a rear waist lock of his own…and Phate nails Greatness with a Back Mule Kick to the Groin that the referee doesn’t see due to positioning! Greatness’ nuts are crunched, his hands cupping them in agony as Phate taunts Greatness by clutching his own nuts and giggling like a school girl! The audience erupts in another “APW” chant as Phate curtsies to them!
Harvey (cringing): OUCH! JZ AND Bryan J. Greatness both need an ice pack!
Chase (agreeing): Phate kickin’ it old school with the dirty moves!
Phate turns to bow to the other side of the audience...and walks right into a JZ DDT on the exact chair Phate was sitting in earlier! JZ goes for the pin!
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THREE? NOT THIS TIME! Bryan J. Greatness breaks up the pin with a nasty running Soccer Kick to JZ’s temple! The sound reverberates throughout the Phillips Arena, eliciting a massive “Holy Shit” chant!
Chase (cringing): JZ’s head just got kicked into the cheap seats!
Harvey (cringing): And THAT is how you break up a pin AND end someone’s career!
Greatness is enraged as he pulls the battered and busted Phate up to a vertical base. Phate barely maintains his balance, his blood loss leaving him weakened, as Bryan J. Greatness pats his right leg to signal for a running Big Boot! Greatness bounces off the ropes…Greatness launches the Big Boot…and Phate blocks Greatness’ boot, jacking Bryan’s leg up with a well-timed Dragon Screw! Greatness’ massive frame bounces off the canvas – and Phate seemingly has new life as he eyeballs Greatness’ leg with lust in his eyes! Greatness limps up to a vertical base – and Phate drops Greatness with a painful Chop Block! Greatness falls onto his stomach, prompting Phate to grab Greatness’ right ankle, lifting Greatness’ whole right leg upward and drilling Bryan’s right kneecap into the mat with a rather powerful Knee Stomp! Greatness flails around on the mat, his leg in incredible pain, as Phate happily begins stomping Bryan’s leg like a madman! Phate, feeling it’s time to end things, shouts “Now We Go To School!” grabbing Bryan’s right leg and spinning into a Figure Four Leg Lock! Phate spins in - - and gets blind sided by JZ, who snatches Phate up and slams him into the canvas head and neck-first with a Double Choke Toss! JZ goes for a pin fall…but stops himself and helps Greatness up instead!
Harvey (confused): JZ has Phate down – and he helps up Bryan Greatness? I’m confused.
Chase (addressing Harvey): I’m not. They’re about to do something really bad to Doctor Phate!
Chase is dead-on with his observation as JZ and Greatness confer in the center of the ring for a moment before they both crack devilish smiles and shake hands in partnership! Both JZ and Greatness suddenly lock their gazes on Phate, who’s pulling himself up with the assistance of the ring ropes!
Chase (into the match): Oh boy. Phate’s screwed!
Phate, shaking out the cobwebs, notices JZ and Greatness coming at him a bit too late as JZ scoops him up and charges Phate’s back into the corner! Phate stumbles and wobbles out of the corner…and right into a Bryan J. Greatness Big Boot! Phate’s body mimics an accordion as he hits the canvas like a sack of wheat! Smiling, both Greatness and JZ smile cockily as they pull Phate’s lifeless form to an upright position…and sit him on top of the nearest turnbuckle!
Harvey (into the match): This isn’t gonna be pretty….
JZ and Greatness both ascend the ropes, climbing up the second rope along either side of the seated Doctor Phate. Gathering their balance, JZ and Greatness nod in agreement before attempting a two-man fireman’s carry!
Harvey (into the match): No way….
Chase (into the match): Yes way! They’re going to hit him with a two-man Avalanche Death Valley Driver! Both men are masters of that move!
Harvey (into the match): Is that even legal?!?!
JZ and Greatness get Phate onto their shoulders…JZ and Greatness fly off for the Avalanche Death Valley Driver…and Phate re-positions himself, landing on his rear end and countering the Avalanche DVD of Greatness and JZ with stereo School’s Out Stunners! Greatness and JZ are out cold as Phate scrambles for the pin on both men!
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Harvey (impressed): What an incredible counter by Phate to get the win!
Chase (agreeing): School’s out for JZ and Greatness as Phate’s undefeated streak continues!
Phate hops the guardrail and makes his way through the crowd, his face stained with blood but etched with a smile that would rival a Cheshire Cat! JZ and Greatness both get up holding their heads and neck and stare down one another before exiting the ring and we get ready for our next match |
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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 11:09:57 GMT -4
Drums beat to a rhythm that inspires drama and anticipation in the audience. The lights die down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as a piercing trumpet rings out around the arena. A murmur spreads through the fans of APW. The drums pick up, as do the lights, and with a burst of fanfare and fireworks, The E-Starr Jake Ruby bursts onto the scene. With a spring in his step, he walks to both ends of the stage, raising his hands to the crowd who greet him with a mixture of boo's and hisses.
Tony: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring. “The E-starr” Jake Ruby
He heads down the ramp, towards the ring, stopping at the base of the steps to look around the arena, shading his eyes to see the top-top tiers. Finally he cracks his fingers and heads up the stairs, steps through the ropes, and raises his hands up to the crowd once more, before slowly lowering them as he looks at the audience with daggers.
Chase: I’m anxious to see who this mystery guy is.
Harvey: There’s been lots of rumors of who it could be, but where about to find out if those Rumors are true.
The big screen's blackness twinkles with a thousand points of light, appearing like nothing so much as a blanket of stars strewn across the sky. Something shoots across as a phenomenal speed and a high-pitched sound as though something has broken the sound barrier is heard over all of the building's speakers. Moments later, there's a faint rumbling that grows steadily louder before cutting out completely. An otherworldly melody of horns and drums begins. Words aren't so much sung as they are chanted in a foreign tongue nearly impossible to place.
A spotlight illuminates a spot in the rafters. Careening down a zip-line is a man decked out in black and purple armour, looking like he's stepped right off the pages of a Star Wars comic book. The style of the outlandish get-up screams 'Fett', but the ring announcer has instead dubbed the man otherwise.
Tony: Weighing in at 315 lbs. from Enceri on the planet Mandalore, Varrrrrrrrrga Zooooooooodddddd!
With cat-like grace, the armoured man lands on the canvas in a crouch, the T-shaped visor of his helmet glaring a veritable hole right through Jake Ruby. Rolling under the bottom rope is an alien woman - although not unattractive despite the twin tentacles dangling from her skull - decked out in a lace ivory dress that shows off her dangerous curves. Reaching from behind Varga, she removes his helmet to reveal the face of a man forged in combat.
Chase: Who the hell is that guy.
Harvey: I guess the rumors we’re false Johnny.
Sporting a mullet along with black and silver war-paint, Varga Zodd strikes a very imposing image. He takes a few moments to remove the other pieces of armour from his person as his escort places them all neatly in a corner. Finally, he strips out of the flight-suit to reveal attire of similar colour to his armour - the black, silver and purple theme continuing. Not for a moment does he take his eyes off of 'The E-Starr' Jake Ruby...
Jake Ruby Vs Varga Zodd
The matches starts with Jake and Varga in their corners. Varga starts walking out of his corner and Jake runs at him and Varga connects with a huge boot to the face.
Chase: He almost took Jake’s face off with that big boot.
Varga goes over and puts his hands around the throat of Jake and pulls him up and throws him into the corner. Varga goes over and lifts his foot up and starts choking Varga as the ref counts. 1...2...3...4......Varga lowers his foot and then elbows Jake in the face.
Harvey: Jake Ruby looks in trouble here.
Varga Zodd whips Jake to the opposite corner. Jake hits the corner hard and bounces out falling on his face. Varga rolls Jake onto his back and then jumps in the air and drops a knee drop and covers Jake.
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Chase: I think if Jake was Smart, he would have stayed down.
Vargas lifts Jake to his feet and lifts him up in a Firemans Carry DDT. Jake lays motionless as Varga runs off the ropes and lands a DDT across the chest of Jake. Varga covers.
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Harvey: I fear for Jake’s life now.
Varga picks Jake up and Jake finds some energy and starts punching Varga who doesn’t seem to be bothered by the punches. Jake runs off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from Varga and then runs straight into a super kick.
Chase: Jake Ruby can’t touch this monster.
Varga pulls Jake up by his arm and starts kicking him in the mid section and then takes Jake down with a round house kick. He sits Jake up and Varga puts his hands on the side of Jake’s head and starts squeezing it. Crushing Jake’s skull with his bare hands. Jake screams and then submits and the ref calls for the bell.
Winner: Varga Zodd
Varga keeps Squeezing for a few more seconds and then lets go.
Harvey: Impressive debut from this big guy..
Chase: I don’t want to get on his bad side, that’s for sure.
Varga paces around the ring in victory as cameras cut backstage.
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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 14:29:15 GMT -4
The scene opens backstage where Kenny Lambardo is standing with his APW World title over his shoulder. Suddenly President Jeff shows up.
Jeff: Kenny, we need to talk.
Kenny: I’m not sure what side your on man. Ever since my sister accused you of sleeping with Diana, I don’t know if I can trust you.
Jeff: Listen. That’s why I’m here. I want to tell you man to man. I did not sleep with her. You have to believe me.
Kenny: Should I?
Jeff: We go way back man. We we’re tag team champions together. Your like a brother to me. I’d never do anything like that to hurt you. Diana is my friend, like a sister. And you guys are getting married in 2 weeks. There’s nothing I want more then to see you both happy. You have to believe me. I didn’t sleep with Diana.
Kenny: Its just this whole secret thing that Trevor know’s. Its just eating me up inside.
Jeff: Listen man, the secret, its not important. Its nothing that you should lose any sleep over. Trevor, he’s playing mind games, trying to get in your head, throw you off your game so he can take that title.
Kenny: Can I at least know the secret.
Jeff: Like I said, its not important. I don’t want Trevor revealing it because its one of those things that better left in the dark. You gotta trust me man. When have I ever screwed you over.
Kenny: Your right man. You always been there for me. I have to get focused for tonight.
Jeff: I’ll be out there watching your back. I talked to Metal this morning, he knows what he has to do. And before you know it, your going to be beating Trevor and then we can go party.
Kenny: Sounds good to me boss....
Just then Trevor walks into the picture.
Trevor: Hey guys.
Jeff: The hell you doing here Trevor?
Trevor: Two things, I just want to wish you luck tonight Kenny. And Jeff. Just so you know, like it or not, if I lose tonight. I’m revealing the secret to the world.
Jeff: That’s what you think.
Trevor: What’s more important Jeff. Keeping the secret Quiet or keeping the belt on Kenny. Think about it. See you in the ring.
Trevor walks away with a smile on his face as Kenny and Jeff stare at him as we go back to ringside.
Harvey: Wow, Trevor is really screwing with Jeff and Kenny. If Kenny wins, Then Trevor Reveals the secret.
Chase: What’s Jeff going to do. Is he going to help Kenny win here tonight or is he going to help Trevor and to see the Secret Quiet.
Harvey: Another twist to tonight main event. It should be special.
Chase: Time for our next match.
The camera goes to a shot of the ring and we see ladders around the ring, a table leans on one corner of the ring and chairs are dotted about.
Harvey: Up next is the TLC match and the fans are split right down the middle.
Chase: You mean they're split into three?
Harvey: No, no one's backing Royce and the Hardcore Kid.
Chase: You really have come out of your shell with all the teasing!
Harvey: Anyway, we have Cindy in the crowd and she's taking opinions now.
Cindy: Hey, I'm among the fans looking forward to what should be a great match and it really is split down here as to who the favourites are.
She turns to a kid.
Cindy: Who do you think is going to win?
Twelve year old: Razor Ryan and Sabur all the way! MOOOOOO!
Cindy: And you?
Teenage goth: Tara and Diana man, they the GIRLS!
Some punk kid: No way man, Royce and Hardcore Kid.
Teenage goth: Seriously?
Some punk kid: No...but the other two already been said.
Cindy: Back to you guys in commentary.
Chase: And the fans are as rabid as Darren tonight!
Before we can go into any further witty repartee, Iron Man by Black Sabbath pumps down the PA. Pyros go off all over the place as the lights flash very much like cameras.
Tony: The following is a three tagteam Tables, Ladders and Chairs match and is for the inaugural Action Packed Wrestling Tagteam Championships! First introducing, at a combined weight of four hundred and sixty two pounds, they are The Iceman, Jason Royce and The Hardcore Kid!
The two appear on the ramp and Jason flexes, getting the teenage girl screams quota for the day. They head towards the ring, Jason tagging a few hands along the way, and slide inside of it, waiting for their opponents.
The lights dim as My Own Summer by Deftones pulses down the PA and orange lights flash to the beat of the music as a shower of red sparks stream down like a waterfall.
Tony: Weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and three pounds, they represent Sex and Violence: Version X, Razor Ryan and Sabur:
The crowd moo as the music picks up and pyros explode from either end of the stage. Razor Ryan and Sabur walk through the sparks and walk up the ramp, the fans cheering them on as they do. They circle the ring, clearly biding their time before meeting two of their opponents.
Sabur holds his arm high as the lights cut out and blue spotlights strobe the arena and Warrior's Code by Dropkick Murphey's plays down the PA. Suddenly, there is a flash of sparks on the ramp and a roar of engines. Tara and Diana come through the curtains each on a high powered motorbike. They pause on the ramp and strike I am God poses.
Tony: And finally, at a combined weight of two hundred and sixty five pounds, they represent the Church of Kaos, they are That Team, “That Girl” Diana Steel and The Dark Paladin of Kaos, 'Spirit' Tara Jacobs!
The crowd give them hardcore heat for the most part, though with Sabur's comments about women in mind, there is a definite pro That Team air where groups of female fans have ended up together. Tara and Diana gun their engines and roar down the ramp, stopping halfway this time being as there are goodies around the ring and climb off of their bikes as the lights begin to come to. The ref takes the shiny new belts from ringside as the girls strike I am God poses once more and climb into the ring not far behind Sabur and Razor Ryan. The ref shows the belts to the three teams and straps them to the loop so that they can be hoisted into the air.
Harvey: And there's the prize that the three teams are after, do you favour weight or experience?
Chase: Weight isn't always a good thing and ladders tend to be the big equaliser for lighter combatants, I'd give it to the established team. That Team for me.
Harvey: Which team?
Chase: THAT Team, y'know, Diana and Tara were introduced as That Team!
TLC TAG TITLE MATCH
Diana Steel & Spirit Vs Razor Ryan & Sabur Vs The Hardcore Kid and Jason Royce
The men look up at the titles as they are raised, keeping only half an eye on the rest of the opponents. Diana and Tara, however, keep their whole attention wholly upon their opponents. Tara lunges forwards and nails Royce with a Dropsault while Diana takes down Sabur with an ankle pick. Hardcore Kid hits Tara with a flurry of rights as she rises but she manages to get a fair few back while Razor Ryan goes for a Big Boot on Diana, misses as she ducks and gets hit with a low blow for his trouble! Diana turns to Hardcore Kid, hits the ropes and Tara ducks as Diana leaps, latches herself onto Hardcore Kid's shoulders and brings him down with a fearsome Samurai DDT. Tara moves quickly, hits the ropes behind Sabur and nails him with a chopblock leaving him vulnerable to a Royce running clothesline which in turn leaves him open to a flying Diana who springboards off Tara's back and flies into him with the bulk of her weight. The four men leave the ring and for the moment, Tara and Diana stand alone, turning pops into boos as if by magic with I am God poses.
Chase: Love them or hate them, we are seeing what happens when you get a team that has worked together for four years. Tara's ducking so that Diana could attack Hardcore Kid was perfectly timed and that last move was sheer Poetry in Motion.
Harvey: It was so poetic that that's what the Hardy Boyz named it back when it was cool to use Z instead of S
Chase: That was never cool and neither are you for mentioning it.
Sabur, Royce and Hardcore Kid grab a ladder apiece, Royce slides his in and Tara grabs hold of it, ramming it into Royce's head as he tries to enter, then working up a head of steam to waffle Razor Ryan. Diana picks up a chair that had been hiding under the table in the ring and waffles nails Razor Ryan but Hardcore Kid comes in with a chair of his own and nails Diana in the back of the head. Tara drops the sole ladder to have made it into the ring and runs towards the table, landing on the slanted wood with one foot and using it to propel herself into a BOOM! HEADSHOT! Smacking the chair into Hardcore Kid's face. The fans pop but again change their minds as Tara strikes the I am God pose, because when you hit a move as perfectly as that, you strike the I am God pose. However, that cocky move works against her as Royce blasts her with a chair of his own. Tara hits the mat hard and Royce hits her again and then blasts a running Diana in the face.
Harvey: And in the blink of an eye, the tide turns out of one moment of cockiness.
Royce hits a running dropkick on Tara as Hardcore Kid sets up the sole ladder that actually made it into the ring, he turns to see where the other team are and finds Sabur right behind him, Sabur knees Hardcore Kid in the gut, hooks him up for the T-Bone suplex and, in a show of strength, hurls Hardcore Kid towards the table in the corner. Royce catches him to save him from the table but Sabur spears him right into the wood, splintering it!
Chase: And we have our first broken wood!
And it looks like we may have more as Sabur climbs out of the ring and we see that he and Razor Ryan have been busy. Three tables have been set up next to each other and the two are pulling out two more. Meanwhile, in the ring, Hardcore Kid has picked Diana up but gets a chopblock from Tara. Diana stumbles out of Hardcore Kid's grasp, bounces against the ropes and takes Hardcore Kid down with a headscissors takedown which Tara follows up with a standing Corkscrew Moonsault! However, Razor Ryan has re-entered the fray and he takes Diana down with a big boot, Tara stands but gets hooked up for a stalled brainbuster. A shot of Sabur shows that he and Ryan have placed the latter two tables they drew out one on either of the end tables and that Sabur is digging under the ring.
Harvey: What are Sabur and Ryan up to?
Sabur pulls out a pane of glass and slides that into the ring which Ryan picks up and places between the two upper tables, making what looks to be a wooden and glass hell for anyone that goes through it! Sabur slides another ladder into the ring and for those keeping count, we have a smashed table in the ring along with two ladders and chairs and a monstrous concoction of wood and glass standing ominously outside the ring. Diana makes it to her feet only to be speared by Hardcore Kid but Hardcore Kid stands and walks into a Sabur Cloverleaf Slam onto a ladder and it is obvious which team currently has the upper hand. Tara tries to change this but Sabur gives her a heavy right hand which causes her to stumble back into a German Suplex from Razor Ryan as Sabur gives Royce a big boot for daring to stand up. Sabur turns to see Diana doing the same and runs to clothesline her but she rolls under, picks up a chair on her way to her feet and smashes it into Sabur's face but Sabur has a partner up and about, Diana doesn't and she walks into a chairshot from Razor Ryan that busts her open! Ryan turns his attention to Tara as he picks up the ladder that Hardcore Kid had been driven into and charges at Tara, nearly decapitating her! We can see that that shot has opened up a cut on Tara's face and both of our female fighters are bleeding.
Ryan drops the ladder and then an elbow onto Tara, he picks her up and throws her into Sabur who is just done setting up a chair, catches Tara and drives her into the chair with an Irish Carbomb! Royce gets to his feet and hits Razor Ryan with a running neckbreaker, he then rolls out of the ring looking for more hardware. While he does that, Sabur has picked Tara up and climbs a turnbuckle, overlooking the wood and glass pyramid and as he hoists her onto his shoulders, what is planned becomes clear. Diana rolls under the bottom rope as Sabur winds up and then swings Tara in the House of Pain, letting her go to fly towards the glass...but instead of the splintering of wood and glass, there is a dull thud as Diana literally spears Tara, taking them both down to the floor outside as the fans chant Holy Shit.
Harvey: It looks like Tara's hurt her ribs there but hell, Diana saved her from so much worse!
Diana is checking on her partner, looking a little banged up herself. Royce slides a table into the ring and grabs another chair before following. He raises the chair and knocks down Razor Ryan, Sabur hops off of the turnbuckle but gets taken down with a Russian Legsweep care of Hardcore Kid. A shot towards STJ and Diana shows Tara nodding and mouthing 'go' as she leans against the crowd barrier trying to get her wind back. Hardcore Kid sets up the table in centre of the ring and a ladder in the corner, Royce heads over to Sabur and hits him with a running dropkick. He drags Razor Ryan to his feet, lines him up with the chair that Sabur had set up earlier and tries to Irish whip him, but gets reversed, Sabur catches Royce on the way back and sends him on an overhead belly to belly causing him to roll under the bottom rope only to meet Diana who hits the barrier and springboards back into an armdrag.
Inside the ring, Sabur and Ryan whip Hardcore Kid into the ropes but get dropped with a double clothseline. Hardcore Kid picks up the ladder laying on the canvas and sets it up. He starts to climb the ladder but Diana rolls in and tips it, causing it to bounce against the ropes and Hardcore Kid to the outside. Diana grabs Sabur's arm as he tries to stand and nails him with a spinning armbar. Royce has slid into the ring however and he hits her in the lower back. He whips Diana into the ropes, hoists her into the air and directs her with a flapjack right through the setup table! Meanwhile Sabur has reset the ladder and begun to climb. Royce is too busy stomping upon Diana to notice, STJ rolls into the ring, dives under a Razor Ryan clothesline and wobbles the ladder enough that Sabur falls off, getting crotched on the ropes. Tara gets locked into the Cobra Clutch and Royce turns, watches Razor Ryan wear her down for a moment and then spears her. Royce and Razor Ryan look at each other for a moment and then launch into a flurry of lefts and rights, Ryan gets the upper hand and whips Royce into the ropes, dropping him with a big boot and then dropping a headbutt into Royce's groin.
Chase: With six competitors, it's hard to call who has the upper hand.
Hardcore Kid slides a third ladder in, rolls back into the ring, sees Sabur crotched and starts to swing the top rope up and down, taking away any chance Sabur had of scoring tonight that he didn't lose with his sexist remarks earlier in the week. He does this for too long, however, as Razor Ryan drops him with a clothesline. Diana is to her feet and takes a page out of STJ's book, hitting the ropes and using them to springboard into an STO on Razor Ryan. Sabur catches Tara running towards him and whips her heavily into the ladder set up in the turnbuckle, he sees Diana getting up, kicks her in the gut and hoists her into the air for a Powerbomb, sending her crashing into the setup ladder as Ryan sees Tara's predicament and launches himself at her, splashing her and folding the ladder in two. Hardcore Kid sees Ryan bouncing away from that and grabs him, nailing a backbreaker before Sabur drags him onto his shoulder, lines up Tara and the busted up ladder, the former of which moves, and drives him into the steel with a running Powerslam, if that ladder wasn't unusable before, it is now. STJ starts to stand but Sabur hits her with a heavy clothesline taking the pair of them out of the ring.
Seeing the ring fairly empty of moving bodies, Ryan sets up one of the undamaged ladders and begins to climb, possibly the freshest of the competitors. Royce drags himself onto the ladder from the other side with his back to the hellish setup of glass and wood outside the ring. On the other side of the ring, Tara opens Hardcore Kid up with a blast to the face with a chair, Sabur grabs her hair but gets a face full of red mist for his trouble. Tara slides into the ring, taking a moment to take stock and then set the other ladder up as Royce wobbles the ladder hitting Ryan with a heavy right hand, Ryan returns the favour and, with Royce stunned, reaches up for the belts, brushing them with a hand but needing one more rung. Slowly, Ryan takes that extra step onto the very top rung but a backflipping STJ catches him by the head, the two collect Royce as they start to fall and with a cacophony of noise, glass and wood splinters all over the place as Ryan is driven head first through the glass, Royce takes it back first at the same time as STJ goes through that also and then one of the tables on the bottom tier! The fans are in shocked silence for a moment before breaking into a passionate chant of Please Don't Die! Please Don't Die! Please Don't Die!
Chase: I...don't quite know what to say.
Harvey: EMT's are swarming the scene but there's still a match going on in the ring. It's safe to say that Tara, Ryan and Royce are out of this one leaving it to their partners.
Diana is the first to make it groggily to her feet and the sight outside of the ring is the first thing to catch her eye. She starts to walk over to the ropes to check on her partner but the sound of a stampeding Hardcore Kid brings her back to the match. She turns, ducks a Clothesline from Hell which would have put her out for the count at this late stage and Sabur catches Hardcore Kid and takes him down with a Cloverleaf Slam. Sabur turns his attentions to Diana and runs at her with a Big Boot, but Diana ducks, Sabur gets his foot caught in the ropes and Diana dropkicks him so that he is hanging from the ropes upside down! Diana looks down at the wreckage that the other three got caught up in for a moment and then heads straight for the ladder, setting it up and slowly climbing the rungs. Sabur struggles and gets his foot free while Hardcore Kid remains unmoving. Diana looks down to see Sabur rolling into the ring, puts on a last burst of energy and jumps the last of the distance, holding on to the looped wire as the ladder is tipped from beneath her and unhooks the belts.
Winner: “The Girl” Diana Steel & “Spirit” Tara Jacobs
Chase: And there you have it. The first ever APW Tag Team Champions.
Harvey: A close match this was.
Chase: Congratulations to the new champs.
Spirit and Diana celebrate as we go to a commercial for Test for the Best next month where the winner will get a guaranteed title shot at Shockwave.
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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 14:53:44 GMT -4
The camera goes to the ring for its next match
Ding Ding Ding
Tony: The following Contest is for the Overdrive championship
Limp Bizkit "Eat You Alive" blares throughout the arena as a ring of flames ignite from the floor, when the hooded figure of The White Lion raises from the center of the flames. He lifts his head and flips his hood off revealing himself to the crowd.
Tony: Making his way to the ring first is the Challenger. Weigning in at 225 pounds. He is the White Lion, Michael Lively
The man runs to the ring jumping onto the apron grabbing the top rope and flipping himself forward into the ring, as he feet plant on the canvass, bright white sparks shoot up from the ring posts.
Tony: And his opponent
Just ‘’N-Time2’s’’ music hits, as he makes his way out onto the stage. He raises his left arm, as pyro shoots of behind him. The camera pan’s out to the crowd, to the signature ‘’everyone needs a Job-ber’’ posters, in which the fans excitingly hold up.
Tony: He is the Current APW Overdrive Champion, he is...JUSTIN JOB!
Justin springs down to the ring, and slides in under the bottom rope
OVERDRIVE TITLE MATCH
Justin Job © Vs “The White Lion” Michael Lively
The bell rings and the two guys circle one another and then they lock up with Justin quickly slipping on a side headlock. Lively throws Justin off into the ropes and Justin comes back and takes Lively down with a shoulder block. Justin bounces off the ropes and jumps over Lively who then gets up to his feet. As Justin comes back, Lively goes for a hip toss but Justin blocks it. Justin swings his arm for a big clothesline but Lively ducks it, gets his arms around Justin waist and gets him with a German Suplex.
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Chase: This match was almost over before it even started.
Harvey: Lively just took Justin off guard with that pin attempt.
Michael pulls Justin up and throws him into the ropes but Justin holds the ropes when he hits them. Lively runs at Justin and Justin pulls the ropes down and Lively goes over and onto the floor. Lively slowly gets up to his feet and Justin runs off the opposite ropes, and does a cartwheel and moonsaults over the top rope and lands on Lively and the fans jump up and cheer and Justin slaps a few fans hands.
Harvey: Impressive high risk move by Justin Job. The Overdrive Champion.
Chase: Justin is pulling out all stops to win this match Darren.
Justin rolls Michael back into the ring then jumps on the ring apron. Michael gets to his feet and Justin spring boards off the top rope and Justin gets caught with a drop kick from Michael.
Chase: Nice drop kick!
Lively lifts Justin up and gives him a few forearm shots to the face and then throws him into the ropes. Lively runs and hits Justin with an avalanche slash. The Overdrive champ stumbles out of the corner. The White Lion kicks the champ and then lifts him up for a Vertical Suplex, but Justin counts by landing behind Michael and gives Michael a diving inverted DDT and then covers him.
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Justin pulls Michael up and throws him into the ropes and gives him a tilt-a-whirl back breaker and then goes for the cover.
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Harvey: Michael Lively isn’t going to go down that easy with a title on the line.
Justin picks Lively up and slams him down hard and then bounces off the ropes and connects with a leg drop. Justin covers.
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Chase: We expected a fast paced match between these two and this is exactly what we got.
Lively pulls Justin up and gives him a few punches and pushes him back first into the side of the ring. Justin holds his back and Michael charges at Lively and Justin lifts Lively up for a backdrop, but Lively hits the drops with his back and comes back down into a DDT.
Harvey: Justin’s Skull just bounces off the mat.
Chase: This could be the end of Justin title reign.
The ref is up to a 5 count and Lively rolls Justin into the ring and covers him.
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Justin stomps on Lively as Lively gets up. Lively then starts punching back when he gets to his feet and Justin goes to kick Lively, but Lively catches it and Lively gets caught with an enzurgri to the back of the head. Justin quickly pulls Lively to the corner and Justin climbs up. Justin jumps off and nails a 450 splash and covers Lively.
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Chase: That was close.
Justin is up and signals for one of his finishers. He picks Lively up and sets him up for the “Unemployed” Before doing the backflip, Lively starts elbowing Justin in the side of the head. Four elbow shots later, Justin lets go and backs off. Justin charges with a clothesline and Lively ducks. Both boys guys having their backs to one another, both guys goes for the Pele kick and kicking each other in the groin. Both guys are down holding their groin.
Harvey: Both guys have been studying each other so much that they both had the same idea.
The ref starts a 10 count. 1...2...3...4..5...6...7....They both get up and Justin goes for a punch but Lively blocks it and comes firing back with punches of his own. Lively punches Justin to the ropes and then throws Justin into the ropes. Michael goes to pick Justin up, but Justin lands behind Lively. Michael then throws a kick behind, getting Justin in the gut. Michael grabs Lively’s head and drops him with a Stunner. Justin stays on his feet and Lively runs off the ropes and takes Justin down with a Spear. Lively hooks the leg.
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Harvey: What a match
Lively signals for Prelude. Lively pulls Justin near the corner and climb to the top rope. Lively jumps off for the Prelude but at the Last second, Justin rolls out of the way. Lively gets up and so does Justin. Justin grabs Lively and nails him with the “Unemployed” Justin hooks the leg.
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Chase: HE KICKED OUT.
Harvey: Unbelievable
Justin gets up and looks at the ref and starts to tell the ref that it was a 3 count. Lively is slow to get up. Justin goes over to pull him up, but Lively quickly kicks Justin in the stomach and then nails the Lions Bite out of no where. Lively covers.
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Chase: What a match
Harvey: Justin Job got lucky..
Michael Lively can’t believe that Justin got his foot on the rope. Justin is slow to get up and Lively starts punching him. Lively backs up and clothesline Justin over the top rope, but Justin holds on and lands on the ring apron. Livey goes to grab Justin, but Justin grabs Lively’s head and drops it down across the top rope. Michael falls back to the middle of the ring. He gets up and Justin jumps off the ropes with a 720 DDT and connects it. Justin Covers.
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Chase: How?
Harvey: Michael Lively isn’t going down without a fight.
Justin again is shocked that Lively kicked out. Justin pulls Lively up and gives him a few punches and throws him towards the corner, but Lively reverses it and then runs at Justin who backdrops Lively onto the ring apron. Justin turns and is met with a few shots to the jaw. Justin stumbles back and Lively springboards off the top rope with a flying clothesline, but at the last second, Justin grabs Lively arm and brings Lively down hard to the mat and then locks in the Crippler Crossface.
Chase: What a counter.
Harvey: Lively is in trouble now.
Justin has the submission hold in the middle of the ring and is pulling back on the head of Lively. Michael reaches for the ropes and isn’t near close to it as he creams in pain. Lively tries to pushes Justin’s hands off his face but it’s not working. It looks like Lively is debating if he should tap. His hand in the air bobbing up and down in the air. Just as Lively is about to tap, Lively some how rolls over and has Justin on his back and Justin still holding on to the cross face. Justin shoulders are pinned.
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Winner and New Overdrive Champion: “The White Lion” Michael Lively.
Lively gets up and both he and Justin are in shock.
Chase: He did it. He beat Justin Job!
Harvey: Such a close match, it could have gone either way.
The ref hands Lively the belt and he takes it, slides out of the ring and gives his mom a hug. He then slides back into the ring and climbs the top rope and celebrates.
Chase: I never seen anyone so happy.
Lively jumps down and Justin is standing there. Justin extends his hand. Lively looks at him and debates if he should shake it or not. Lively then Shakes it and Justin lifts Lively’s arm in the air and exits the ring leaving Lively to continue celebrating as Mayhem goes to a commercial for next week’s Overdrive.
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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 15:31:24 GMT -4
We come back to ringside.
Chase: I still can’t believe that Michael Lively is the new Overdrive Champion.
Harvey: Maybe now Justin can focus on bigger and better things.
The camera goes to the ring
Tony: The following contest is an Xtreme Rules match for the Xtreme Championship.
The lights go black in the arena; as the opening monolog of his entrance starts, the music drops, and multiple white illumination pyrotechnic strobes fire off to the first measure of beats. The second monolog starts as a lone spotlight shines down on VIN who starts breaking several glow sticks attached to strings and securing them around his neck, wrists, and ankles. Upon the second beat drop the light goes out and you see VIN “rave” his way down the ramp toward the ring. Multi colored swirls make there way to the ring.
Tony: Introducing first, the challenger. From Brooklyn New York. Weighing in at 175 pounds. Submission Technician, Vin E Lambardo!
He climbs to the top turn buckle and the glow sticks create an open five-point position, holds it for a second and does a crucifix summersault with a 900 corkscrew, and lands in a break dance split as the lights turn back on, the music cuts and the ring posts explode with blue pyrotechnics.
Tony: And his opponent
The arena goes dark, and smoke billows in from the rafters as the soft sounds of the intro to Slipknot’s “Wait and Bleed” fill the souls of all in attendance. The lights flash on, and the song goes into a Hardcore beat that brings the fans to their feet, cheering to welcome none other than “The Xtremist” Tony Blackwell. Tony appears under the Titontron striking a Blackwell Trademark Crucifix pose. In his right hand a bottle of Jeiger. In his left a lit zippo. The Xtremist takes a shot from the bottle, and brings the lit zippo to his lips unleashing a dragon’s flame above the roaring crowd.
Tony: From Long Island New York. He is the APW Xtreme Champion. The Xtremest, Tony BLACKWELL!
Tony makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans, and even sharing the end of his bottle with one lucky guy, before throwing it at the cameraman. Tony slides in the ring, and goes half way up the turnbuckle, striking another crucifix pose. He pulls two more bottles from his jacket, and goes at them a la Steve Austin before chucking what’s left into the crowd. He continues to the other three turnbuckles, before finally making his way to the middle of the ring, and handing off the Blackwell Armor. A leather “Sons of Carthage” jacket.
APW XTREME TITLE MATCH
Tony Blackwell Vs Vin E Lambardo
The Submission Technician’ Vin E Lambardo runs towards the ring like a freight train, and sliding underneath the bottom rope. ‘The Xtremist’ Tony Blackwell boots Lambardo in the back of the head, and helps him to his feet while adding a few punches for good measure. ‘The Xtremist’ pushes Vin back into the ropes, and whips him across the ring. Vin E comes running back, and gets slapped by a Blackwell’s Big Boot. Vin E Lambardo is back to his feet, and the two turn to face each other. Tony lands a boot into the technician’s gut, and shakes the ring with a Sit-Out Powerbomb. The Xtreme Champion keeps for the pin, and the ref makes the count…
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Harvey: The Xtreme Champion, Tony Blackwell adjusting to a new strategy here folks.
Chase: Yes. The strategy is called ‘The Blackwell Beat Your Opponent until He Stops Moving Tactic’!
‘The Xtremist’ exposes a steel chair, and raises it to the cheering crowd, only to get a Vin’s boots in his face as the little Lambardo Baseball Slides out of the ring. Tony stumbles onto the announcer’s table, and Vin E grabs Tony by the beard, and slams him face first into the table.
Harvey: Why do matches like this always end up right in front of us?
Chase: Why do you always ask such dumb questions?
With hand still on Blackwell’s long strangely beard, ‘The Submission Technician’ rears back, and whips him into the steel post. Tony Blackwell’s head bounces off the steel, and releases a river of blood to cover his face. Tony hunches over the steel steps, as Vin finds that Steel Chair. He swings the Hardcore Weapon with all his might, and Tony rolled out of the way at the last second. The chair collided with the steps at ringside giving off a loud clang. Vin turns with the chair again, but takes a Spear to the gut that drives him into the ring apron.
Harvey: Tony Blackwell is looking to pick back up that lost momentum.
Chase: You know something, I was always curious, what is momentum?
Harvey: You know… Uh… It’s momentum…
Chase: You’re so helpful, thank you Harvey.
The Xtreme Champion retrieves the steel chair, and the crowd cheers as Tony slams the thing down into the head of the technician. He strikes again, and then again until the chair has been bent in half. Vin’s bleeds, leaving a trail behind him as ‘The Xtremist’ rolls him into the ring.
Chase: Now what is he getting?
Harvey: Anything that he wants to under that ring…
First thing that Tony slid into the ring was a table. He then found another steel chair, a steel nightstick, a zippo, a Singapore Cane, lighter fluid, and a bottle of ‘Blackwell Blend’.
Harvey: Do you think that they are going to use it all?
Chase: We’ll we’re going to find out!
Inside the ring Vin E was to a knee, and ‘The Xtremist slid under the bottom rope with the bottle in hand. He approached the little Lambardo, and grabbed him by the hair, but Vin got in a Low Blow.
Harvey: Why Vin E, why?
Chase: He’s trying to end the Blackwell line…
Harvey: Blackwells versus Lambardos… When will it end?
Chase: When either Kenny or Trevor are dead.
Tony Blacwell doubles over in pain. Vin E Lambardo seizes the bottle from the Xtreme Champion, and shatters it over his bald head, creating yet even more blood for your enjoyment. Tony collapses to the mat, and Vin rolls him over. Vin E covers, and the ref goes for the count…
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Harvey: Oh my god what is he doing???
Chase: Making a flaming table to put Vin through…
Harvey: Thank you, Chase. You’re so very informative.
Tony pulls out his zippo, and kisses the table with the flame. The fans cheer as ‘The Xtremist’ smiles. Vin E makes it to his feet. Tony Blackwell turns, and kicks Vin in the gut before putting him through the flaming table with a vicious Snap Suplex. Tony goes to make a cover amongst the fiery wreckage, but only ignites himself instead.
Harvey: What the hell just happened to Tony Blackwell? Did he just spontaneously combust?
Chase: He’s still covered in the contents of that Blackwell Blend bottle from before.
Harvey: Oh…
Tony rolls on the mat in an attempt to extinguish the flames, as Vin begins to get to his feet with some aid from the ropes. Tony Blackwell lays on the mat after finally ridding himself of the fire, and Vin quickly goes in for a pin…
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Winner: Tony Blackwell
Harvey: Tony Blackwell retains the APW Xtreme Championship!
Chase: And at the same time ended Vin E Lambardos two month win streak!
Harvey: Don’t know how well this is going to go for Tony though, now that he has left his brother’s stable to make a name for himself…
Chase: I don’t think this will be the last time we see these two in the ring together.
Tony celebrates and then a video appears on the titantron
Chase: Who the hell is coming to APW and when?
Harvey: I hope he comes soon. That video creeeps me out.
Chase: Lets go to our next match up.
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Post by President Jeff on May 25, 2008 15:51:12 GMT -4
Tony (emphatic tone): The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit and is an APW Grudge Match!
The Titantron shows a "Now Loading..." screen with traveling ellipses from The Devil May Cry. At the same time the crowd hears a familiar voice blaring from the speakers. It's the serene voice of the woman who lets everyone in America know that, "She's sorry, but the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected," and you should "Please try your call later." She vocalizes the "Now Loading" that is on the Titantron. The woman cuts out after the third time and you hear, "It's time to play the game! Time to play the game!" followed by a strange laugh.
Tony (emphatic tone): Making her way to the ring...weighing 127 pounds and hailing from Tijuana, Mexico...THIS is ARCADIA!
The beat drops and the song immediately jumps to the chorus of "When Worlds Collide". As the crowd listens to the lyrics, "Are you ready to go/ Cause I'm ready to go/ What you gonna do baby baby" Arcadia walks into the ring in her black with silver luchadora costume and mask. She looks at the crowd, shrugs lightly and brushes some invisible speck of dirt off of her shoulder. She shouts, "Are you ready to play the game?" The audience erupts in a unifed "Hell Yeah!" as Arcadia nods her head cockily at their response.
Tony (emphatic tone): And her opponent....
The lights in the Phillips Arena dim as "Thoughtless" by Evanescence plays throughout the venue as fireworks shoot upward in a wall of incredible force. The fireworks die down as Kalayla stands on the stage giving the fans a sick smirk the spotlight reflecting off two ninja sais.
Tony (emphatic tone): Hailing from Dallas, Texas....THIS is FYRE ANGEL!
Kalayla makes her way down the ramp stopping at the bottom of the ramp. She reaches up, grabbing the middle rope. Pulling herself up and turning to face the stage Fyre Angel proceeds to kick her long legs up over her head and back flip into the ring posing for the fans.
Harvey (ready for the contest): The last time we saw both of these ladies Fyre Angel left Arcadia on Dream Street with the Solar Flare!
Chase (agreeing): Like Arcadia needed more fuel for the fire! These two have had quite an intense rivalry and that Solar Flare after last week's Overdrive officially brought things to a head.
Harvey (agreeing): This match is gonna be really physical, folks, so you might want to put the kids to bed!
Kalayla "Fyre Angel" Mitchell vs. Katrina "Arcadia" Olivetti
Arcadia and Fyre Angel meet in the center of the ring, their faces etched with anger as they begin mouthing off to one another. The referee calls for the bell for this contest to start...but not before both women begin tearing into one another with a vengeance! Arcadia dazes Angel with a hard forearm shot to the jaw line, forcing Angel to respond in kind! The women continue exchanging heavy blows until Fyre Angel suddenly gains the upper hand, laying into Arcadia's chest with a stiff Knife Edge Chop and stopping Arcadia in her tracks. Before Arcadia can recover Angel slashes her with another Knife Edge Chop, the force backing Arcadia into the nearest corner clutching her chest! Allowing her no time to recover, Fyre Angel pulls Arcadia's hands out of the way and begins laying in Knife Edge Chops! 1 chop! 2 chops! 4 chops! 8 chops! The fans begin counting along as Fyre Angel's hand almost becomes a blur against Arcadia's breasts!
Harvey (cringing from each blow): Geezus! Fyre Angel is, well, on fire!
Chase (cringing): Someone get Arcadia an ice pack! Fyre Angel is trying to chop off the first layer of skin!
The fans continue counting as Fyre Angel continues chopping! 100! 101! 102! 103! 104! 105! 106! The chops just won't stop, the force of the blows and the pain they ellicit sending Arcadia seemingly in and out of consciousness! 127! 128! 129........130! ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY KNIFE EDGE CHOPS! Arcadia slides down to the canvas in the fetal position as Fyre Angel yells at her fallen foe! the fans explode with an "APW" chant!
Chase (impressed): 130 chops to the chest?!?! Un-believeable!
Pulling Arcadia up to a vertical base, Fyre Angel Irish Whips her opponent, springs off the ropes, and goes for the Clothesline From Hell...which Arcadia ducks under! Fyre Angel turns around out of anger and gets caught with a lightning-fast Springboard Dropkick to the face! The velocity of the move sends Fyre Angel to the outside of the ring! Angel gets up off the arena floor, shaking her head to get out the cobwebs - and Arcadia comes flying out of the ring and onto Angel with The Dragoon (Slingshot over the top rope into a corkscrew dragonrana)! Angel lands on the back of her neck! Arcadia hops up and shouts at the nearby fans, "Are you ready to play the game NOW?" The fans explode with an emphatic "Hell Yeah!" as Arcadia, holding her chest, begins putting the boots to the downed Fyre Angel!
Harvey (in awe): Beautiful Dragoon! High-risk personified!
Arcadia, allowing Fyre Angel to pull herself up via the guardrail, hops up onto the ring apron and springs off with a nice Asai Moonsault...that Fyre Angel evades! Arcadia's ribs and chest hit the guardrail with a nasty crash! Draped across the guardrail, Arcadia tries to gather herself...until Fyre Angel hits her in the temple with a Yakuza Kick, that is! Angel's heel pops off the side of Arcadia's head, sending Arcadia forehead-first into the arena floor! The audience goes into a massive "Holy Shit" chant as Angel looks down at her opponent with vengeance in her eyes!
Chase (shocked): Big Boot to the temple! Arcadia is out!
Harvey (agreeing): Out is possibly an understatement - her consciousness just took a vacation!
Throwing Arcadia into the ring under the bottom rope, Fyre Angel slides in and immediately goes for the cover!
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Arcadia gets her shoulder up at the last second, much to the Angel's chagrin! Angel pulls Arcadia up to her feet and levels her with another Knife Edge Chop to the chest, making Arcadia recoil and shield her breasts once more from Angel's assault! Angel blasts Arcadia with a Kick To The Gut before forcibly cinching the defensive Arcadia up and popping her with a quick Vertical Suplex, floating over for the pin!
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Harvey (into the match): Arcadia's still got a little life left in her!
Chase (agreeing): No matter how severe the pain Arcadia's way too tough to pin this early in a match.
Angel, annoyed, grabs Arcadia's head and neck before she can recover and locks in a tight grounded Cobra Twist. Arcadia's battered stomach and back are stretched to the limit as Fyre Angel torques the hold.
Chase (into the match): Applying that Abdominal Stretch on the ground allows the Fyre Angel to really secure good leverage.
Harvey (agreeing): Very much so. With the damage already done to Arcadia's back and midsection this has got to be killin' her right now.
Arcadia, the audience clapping her on, slowly makes her way to a vertical base, tossing Angel over with a nice Hip Toss! Fyre Angel bounces off the canvas but recovers quickly and charges at Arcadia - who leapfrogs her and tumbles through to the opposite corner! Angel, enraged, charges Arcadia once again - and Arcadia stops her cold with a well-placed Drop Toe Hold! Angel finds herself draped between the top and middle ropes...and Arcadia swiftly smacks Angel right between the eyes with a Tiger Feint Kick! Angel goes down, holding her face!
Harvey (impressed): Six - One - Ni - - wait! What's the area code in Mexico?
Chase (annoyed by Harvey): ....
Harvey (impressed): It doesn't matter because it connected flush! That's the beginning part of Arcadia's Sonic and Tails! Will she go for the second part?
Arcadia, seemingly reading Harvey's mind, decides to finish her patented Sonic and Tails maneuver (Tiger Feint Kick into a Springboard SSP from the tope rope). Arcadia springs off with the Shooting Star Press - and Arcadia comes down stomach-first across Angel's knees! Fyre Angel has blocked the move and knocked the wind out of Arcadia in the process! Arcadia, her ribs and back already battered, lays on the mat in the fetal position from the agony! Angel, amused by her ring savvy, smiles as she mockingly shouts, "Let's play a new game now!" before locking Arcadia in her own Torque Bow submission (Crossbow cradle into a body triangle)! Arcadia screams in anguish as her own weapon crushes her ribcage courtesy of Fyre Angel!
Chase (impressed): Angel's been watching some game tape because she has the Torque Bow locked in like a pro! Arcadia's midsection has to be screaming for her to submit right now!
Harvey (agreeing): I can hear it from here! How interesting would it be if Fyre Angel beats Arcadia with her own move?!?!
Arcadia tries fighting back, pushing Fyre Angel's legs apart...but Fyre Angel pops Arcadia with a nasty downward Knife Edge Chop to the chest! Arcadia winces in pain, allowing Angel to tighten her grip once more! The referee goes in to ask Arcadia if she gives up....Arcadia seems to be winding down....Arcadia's almost unconscious....the referee lifts Arcadia's right arm...Arcadia's right arm drops...1!....the referee lifts Arcadia's right arm...Arcadia's right arm drops...2!....the referee lifts Arcadia's right arm...Arcadia's right arm dr - - NO! Arcadia's arms stays up! The fans begin cheering her on as Arcadia begins pushing Angel's legs open once again to escape the Torque Bow! Arcadia pushes...and pushes...and Angel headbutts Arcadia between the shoulder blades! The headbutt stops Arcadia from fighting back and the Torque Bow is re-tightened by Fyre Angel!
Chase (feeling Arcadia's pain): I think this one is all over, folks! There's no way Arcadia can bounce back from the pain now!
Arcadia, her energy being sapped more and more with each passing second, suddenly pulls her legs in, plants her feet, and pushes Fyre Angel back! All of Arcaida's weight shifts onto Angel, forcing Angel's shoulders to the mat while she still has the Torque Bow locked in! Arcadia for the pin!
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THR - - NOT A CHANCE! Angel gets her shoulders up, reluctantly breaking the Torque Bow and setting Arcadia free! Both women roll to opposite corners of the ring, Angel fuming while Arcadia stares her opponent down while holding her midsection!
Chase (impressed): Great last-minute counter!
Harvey (agreeing): Arcadia's mind was definitely hard at work to get herself out of that situation and her Plan C paid off big time!
Angel, angered, walks to the center of the squared circle and motions for Arcadia to bring it! Arcadia pulls herself up to a vertical base, walks to the center of the ring to meet Fyre Angel, then SPITS IN ANGEL'S FACE! The warm liquid hits Angel's face with a splat - - and Angel explodes, launching a vicious left-legged Middle Kick to Arcadia's midsection - but Arcadia catches Angel's leg, drops into a split with Angel's leg on her shoulder, and blasts Fyre Angel with the Johnny Cage Ball Breaker! Angel doubles over...and Arcadia takes the opportunity to grab Angel in a quick rear facelock and run up the nearest corner, nailing Angel with the Ego Crusher (rear facelock into a run up the turnbuckles into a corkscrew RKO)! Both women are down, Arcadia holding her ribs and Angel holding her head and neck!
Harvey (impressed): EGO CRUSHER! EGO CRUSHER!
Chase (into the match): Sgt. Lambardo would be proud! Both women are down!
The referee begins counting to ten as both women struggle to regain their footing. Both women utilize the ropes and regain their stance by the count of eight....and Arcadia suddenly springboards off the closest top rope and hops lands on Angel's shoulders! Arcadia is perched atop Angel's shoulders in the Electric Chair position....Arcadia leaps off of Angel's shoulders, springboarding off the nearest second rope and nailing Angel with a Springboard Spinning Heel Kick! Before Angel can fall to the canvas Arcadia expertly transitions from his Spinning Heel Kick and springs off the closest bottom rope with a sick Springboard Elephant Knee! Arcadia's knee connects with the point of Angel's jaw! Angel goes down hard, clutching her face! The audience erupts into an "APW" chant, damn near blowing the roof off!
Chase (impressed): My god - that was some MEAN PINBALL!
Harvey (agreeing): "Mean Pinball" combo by Arcadia and Fyre Angel is down! Looks like Arcadia's going for the pin!
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THR - - KICKOUT!! The audience can't believe it! Arcadia can't believe it!
Chase (into the match): These women are pulling out all the stops tonight, Harvey! Incredible fortitude shown by both women!
Both women are winded and bruised yet somehow coherent as they both make it to their feet simultaneously. Fyre Angel and Arcadia lock eyes...and both women unleash primal screams before charging one another! Angel goes for a Clothesline From Hell....Arcadia ducks and goes for a Clothesline of her own....Angel dodges and launches Arcadia with a Monkey Flip...Arcadia lands on her feet, spins, and drills Angel with the The Sublimely Magnificent Jechtshot Mark 3 (Corkscrew Shining Wizard) to the back of the head! Angel smacks the canvas face first! Arcadia goes for the pin!
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THRE - - NO!! ANGEL SOMEHOW KICKS OUT! Arcadia sits on the mat in a mixture of awe and anger as the fans chant "She Won't Die" in unison!
Harvey (shocked): She damn near got de-brained with a Shining Wizard - how in the hell did she kick out of that? How is she not dead!?!?
Arcadia, favoring her tender ribs, grabs a hand full of Fyre Angel’s hair and pulls Angel to her feet before Irish Whipping Angel to the far-end of the ring. Angel puts on the brakes, grabbing the top rope! Arcadia charges in…Angel Back Body Drop’s Arcadia over the top rope…Arcadia adjusts and lands on the ring apron….Arcadia pops Angel in the jaw with a forearm shot…Angel stumbles back…Arcadia leaps to the top rope, turns, and flies into the ring with a Corkscrew Moonsault Press..…Angel catches Arcadia in the reverse fireman’s carry position in mid-Moonsault and drills her in the back of the cranium with an inverted Solar Flare (Go To Sleep)! Arcadia is in need of some serious smelling salts as a groggy Fyre Angel falls onto Arcadia for the pin!
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Harvey (into the contest): Arcadia survived the Solar Flare!! These women will not quit!
Chase (agreeing): This’ the greatest women’s wrestling match I have seen in YEARS!! Arcadia and Fyre Angel are setting the bar for every woman in this company tonight!
Arcadia looks to be barely conscious but somehow gathers enough ring awareness to roll out to the arena floor before Fyre Angel can grab her! Angel slides out of the ring in pursuit, grabbing Arcadia and Irish Whipping her into the farthest guardrail. Arcadia hits the guardrail stomach first, forcing a pained yelp from her lips! Angel charges in…and gets destroyed with a flying steel chair to the face thrown by Arcadia! Angel’s feet come out from under her as she hits the floor in a painful heap! The audience member who handed Arcadia the chair gets a rare smile and thumbs up as Angel writhes on the ground in pain! Blood begins trickling from Angel’s forehead as the audience begins a raucous “Holy Shit” chant!
Chase (cringing): That is NOT the proper way to do fan interaction, Arcadia!
Harvey (amused): My god – she’s not called hardcore for nothing! What a Smash Mouth!
Sliding in for a moment to break the count, Arcadia makes her way back to the arena floor, pulling Angel up and hooking Angel’s head from behind for an Inverted Suplex. Arcadia lifts Angel up with the Inverted Suplex… and Arcadia drops Angel on the guardrail head and neck first with a variation of her dangerous Bellmont Stake maneuver (Steiner Screw Driver)! Angel comes down on the cold steel on her neck and shoulder as the fans all shudder in horror! A “Please Don’t Die” chant makes its way throughout the crowd as Fyre Angel twitches on the floor in unconscious anguish!
Chase (shocked): Call for the EMTs – there’s no WAY Fyre Angel is getting up from a Bellmont Stake on a guardrail!
Arcadia slides back into the ring, breaking the count while crawling to the nearest corner to pull herself up. The referee begins to count Fyre Angel out!
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TE - - NOT THIS TIME! Fyre Angel somehow pulls herself into the ring! Arcadia, shocked, waits for Angel to rise slightly before doubling her over with a kick to the midsection. Arcadia pulls Angel into powerbomb position…Arcadia signals for her patented Bob-omb (Slingshot Sit-out Powerbomb)….Arcadia lifts Angel up….Arcadia bounces Angel’s back off the top rope….Arcadia goes for the Sit-Out Powerbomb – but Angel flips out of it! Landing on her feet, Angel suddenly locks lips with Arcadia! Arcadia, taken aback, pulls away in disgust…leaving her guard open for a vicious Reverse Roundhouse Kick to the temple!
Harvey (into the match): Long Kiss Goodnight! LONG KISS GOODNIGHT!!
Arcadia goes down with extreme prejudice and Angel automatically pounces on her for the pin!
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.THRE – NO!! Somehow Arcadia kicks out of the Long Kiss Goodnight! Angel and Arcadia lay on the mat in a mixture of anger and exhaustion as the fans erupt with an “APW” chant followed by “This Is Awesome”!
Chase (shocked): This match will never end! Both of these women WILL NOT DIE!
Angel and Arcadia, battered, winded, and wounded, make it to their feet…and Arcadia suddenly charges in and takes Angel over for a Crucifix Pin! Arcadia for the pin!
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THRE – NOT AT ALL! KICKOUT! Arcadia quickly kips up to her feet - - and Angel nails her with a nasty standing Clothesline From Hell! Arcadia lands on her neck hard…but rolls to her feet with her back to Angel like nothing happened! Angered, Arcadia turns around and gets hit with a RUNNING Clothesline From Hell courtesy of Fyre Angel! Arcadia once again lands on the back of her head and neck…and she once again gets up with her back to Fyre Angel like nothing happened! Angel, enraged, slaps the mat before running at Arcadia full speed! Angel goes for the Clothesline From Hell…Arcadia ducks, springs off the nearest second rope, and connects with the Grand Theft Auto (Corkscrew into a jumping lariat takedown)! Angel goes down in a folded mess….but rolls through and makes it to her feet like nothing occurred! Both women, holding their necks, scream obscenities at one another before charging one another one last time! Arcadia goes for a running Spinning Heel Kick….Angel ducks…Arcadia gets up….Angel nails Arcadia with a Super Kick to the jaw….Arcadia falls back from Angel’s kick, bouncing off the ropes and flying back toward Angel…Angel catches Arcadia in the fireman’s carry position…Angel goes for the Solar Flare (Go To Sleep) – but Arcadia wiggles out of the back and rolls Angel up! Arcadia for the pin!
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Harvey (impressed): There goes the Halo! What agility!
Chase (agreeing): But she hurt herself in the process, Darren. It may not have been the smartest move to go for, especially this late in a contest.
Harvey (agreeing): Not to mention those possibly broken ribs! Looks like Arcadia’s crawling over for the pin!
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Harvey (into the match): Angel won’t die! Arcadia won’t die! This match is insane!
Tony (emphatic tone): Five minutes! Five minutes remaining!
Chase (into the match): Time is ticking away and neither of these women seem to know the word ‘quit’!
Arcadia, her ribs damaged and her breathing weakened, pulls the bloodied Angel up off the canvas and scoops her into a fireman’s carry. Arcadia places Fyre Angel on the nearest top turnbuckle, climbing up after her. Arcadia hooks Angel and motions for her patented Game Over (Avalanche Jackhammer into an Inverted Codebreaker)….Arcadia gets Angel up for the Jackhammer - - and Angel finds a way to flip out, leaving Arcadia perched on the second rope! Landing on her feet, Angel lands behind Arcadia, chicken wings Arcadia’s arms, and flings her overhead with an elevated release Tiger Suplex! Arcadia lands hard on her neck, the force popping her body back up to a vertical base – and leaving her wide open for a Running DDT courtesy of Angel! Arcadia gets spiked like a lawn dart as Angel goes for the pin!
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Tony (emphatic tone): Two minutes! Two minutes remaining!
Harvey (into the match): Bloodied, battered, bruised, and leaving it all in that ring! Fyre Angel and Arcadia are looking to go down in history with this one!
Chase (agreeing): They’ve only got two minutes to accomplish that or we’re going to have a draw game!
Fyre Angel grabs Arcadia’s right arm, pulling her to her feet the hard way. Arcadia stands in a daze….Angel goes for a right-handed Spinning Back Fist…and Arcadia catches Angel’s arm, sweeping Angel to the canvas and locking in a Reverse Anaconda Vise! Angel struggles for the ropes to break the hold – but Arcadia suddenly transitions the Vise into her infamous Solid Snake Submission (Cloverleaf with Reverse Anaconda Lock)! Arcadia has it locked in and in the center of the ring to boot! There’s nowhere for Angel to go as she screams in horror!
Chase (into the contest): Fyre Angel’s locked in the Solid Snake!
Harvey (agreeing): With the beating these two women have taken I think this is the end! There’s no way for Angel to get out of this hold!
Fyre Angel struggles valiantly, trying to free her arm….until Arcadia pulls Angel’s limbs inward even tighter!
Tony (emphatic tone): Thirty seconds! Thirty seconds remaining!
The audience begins counting down as the referee checks to see if Angel is planning to submit! Fyre Angel emits a primal “no” as time ticks ever so closer to the finish!
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TIME’S UP! TIME’S UP! The bell rings signaling the time limit! Fyre Angel finally taps after time expires!
Harvey (shocked): A draw! Who woulda thunk it?
Chase (agreeing): Fyre Angel wouldn’t tap and Arcadia wouldn’t let go of the Solid Snake!
Tony (emphatic tone): This match…has been declared a DRAW!
The audience in attendance boos their disapproval, beginning a racous chant of “Five More Minutes” as both Arcadia and Fyre Angel sit on the mat in exhaustion and agony! The referee makes an executive decision, motioning for Tony and whispering something in Tony’s ear. Tony hops off the apron, microphone in hand, and clears his throat slightly before making his announcement.
Tony (emphatic tone): This match….is not over! There will be five minutes overtime!
Chase (into the match): This war is NOT over!
Harvey (into the contest): Great choice!
The referee calls for the bell for the impromptu overtime to begin! The fans erupt in approval as Fyre Angel and Arcadia pull themselves to their feet, intensity mingling with pain and jutting from their enraged gazes. Both women stumble to the center of the ring, Fyre holding her head and neck and Arcadia favoring her midsection. Both women smirk at one another, allowing themselves a moment of amusement…before both women begin nailing one another with stiff forearm shots! Both women have left hands full of hair as they tee off on one another with right forearms! Angel with a forearm! Arcadia with a forearm! Angel with a forearm! Arcadia with a forearm! Angel with a forearm! Arcadia with a forearm! Angel with a forearm! Arcadia with a forearm! Angel with a forearm! Arcadia with a forearm! Angel with a forearm! Arcadia…with Muy Thai knee to the point of Angel’s jaw! Angel never sees it coming and the knee knocks her for a loop! Angel backs up…Arcadia runs in…Angel recovers and hits a Snap Frankensteiner – and Arcadia rolls the Frankensteiner through into a Sunset Flip-style pin! Arcadia for the pin!
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THRE – KICKOUT! Angel kicked out – but Arcadia automatically transitions her pin into the Solid Snake! Fyre Angel is trapped…..Fyre Angel is fading…..and Fyre Angel reluctantly taps out!!
Winner: Katrina "Arcadia" Olivetti
Chase (impressed): My god! That was the greatest women’s wrestling match I have ever seen in my life!
Harvey (agreeing): These fans were treated to a real gem! Arcadia might have won the match but both of these women have won the respect of these fans tonight!
Arcadia leaves the ring, hobbled and busted up but smiling sadistically as she walks up the ramp and takes in the standing ovation from all those in attendance, her ribs in dire need of medical attention! Fyre Angel is helped to her feet by the referee, pain in her face and a tear in her eye as she bows to the fans before making her way up the ramp, blood streaming from her hairline.
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Post by President Jeff on May 26, 2008 9:05:29 GMT -4
APW WORLD TITLE LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
Kenny Lambardo Vs Trevor Blackwell
The scene cuts to yet another arena and yet another show that the Misfits of Action Packed Wrestling sold out minutes after tickets went on sale. The energy running through the crowd is nothing short of electric as they wait for the main event. The match that everyone here truly came to see. The end of a grudge that has torn APW apart at its seams... Or is it just a new beginning? The fans quiet a bit as the voice of Action Packed Wrestling's Ring Announcer, Tony Ferrari echoes across the arena.
Tony Ferrari: Ladies and Gentlemen... Children of All Ages... It is now time for our Main Event!
The crowd just explodes. Tony Ferrari can't help but smile and waits for them to calm.
Tony Ferrari: This match has no Time Limit and is The Last Man Standing Match for The APW World Heavyweight Championship!!!
Again the crowd explodes to a fever pitch and the camera comes in on APW's Commentators for a moment.
Harvey: That's right... This is a Last Man Standing Match. Pins mean nothing. Submissions mean nothing. No Count Outs. No Disqualification. The first man to not be able to answer a 10 Count from our referee will be declared the loser.
Chase: We've seen Last Man Standing matches in the world of Sports Entertainment before... But what happens when you take two men like Trevor Blackwell and Kenny Lambardo and give them these rules?! Both men have built their legacies on being the last man standing. How do you do this match when neither man will ever stay down??
The cameras return to the ring and the Announcer.
Tony Ferrari: Introducing first... The Special Guest Referee....
Suddenly the camera pans out as the arena is then plunged into darkness and blue lights shine down much like Mr Undertakers entrance. Then on the screen with some operatic music appears the old and empty CWF arena, and a dark figure being lowered down into the ring and then standing in the ring as the camera zooms forward from the back of the audience seats, round in circles until it is face to face with the dark figure. The camera is suddenly then flashed with a wave of blue and white lights as suddenly those now famous words are uttered…..
"You can't Stop….Nu Metal….On the Block."
Suddenly the arena lights go up and then die back to the blue lighting, but not as heavily, just think rock from 2002. Then on the stage the curtain is thrown back and walking out is Matt Metal, with his hair wet and loose, a striped referee's shirt on and a pair of baggy jeans and wrestling boots. Metal then stomps out onto the stage as "Come with me" by P Diddy plays over the P.A system. Metal then walks out and then stands on the ramp looking around as the audience gives out another resounding chorus of boos. Metal just smirks and then slowly starts to walk to the ring as the ring announce does his job.
Tony Ferrari: From Surrey, England... weighing in at 240 lbs... The Innovator of Metalmania... The former WWC and CWF Champion….Matt Metal!!!
Metal cringes after hearing the former WWC and CWF Champion remark and then begins to stare out the announcer. Metal climbs into the ring and stands in his position which is where the game does his water spit pose, but inside the ring, poses by raising both hands in the air and holding his index finger out. Upon doing this blue pyro's similar to Kane's, fire up from all four corners of the ring The lights shoot up and then Matt Metal walks over to the edge of the ring and his music fades out. Metal starts to walk round the ring as the fans start to chant rude phrases at him…
Harvey: Matt Metal is truly one of the great legends of this industry... But his former accomplishments... however great as they may be... mean nothing here in Action Packed Wrestling.
Chase: Yeah... I don't see him getting this World Title Shot... But he's just the first piece of Jeff and Kenny's plan to keep that belt securely around The Ego Crusher's waist.
Tony Ferrari takes a deep breath as "Raining Blood" by Slayer assaults the loudspeakers and the crowd launches into a nostalgic chant.
Tony Ferrari: On his way to the ring... It is my pleasure to annouce... The Special Guest Enforcer For Tonight's Main Event... The Owner of Action Packed Wrestling... The Man... The Myth... The Legend... President Jeff!!!
President Jeff stops outside the ring... posing for a booing crowd as he waits for the entrances of the Challenger and Champion. He points at Matt Metal, yelling at him that he better do his job tonight and not try to pull anything funny... Matt Metal just smiles to the President and makes a motion with his hands that says there's nothing to worry about.
Harvey: Here is the next piece of the puzzle... President Jeff has agreed to be Special Guest Enforcer... He only made this match because Blackwell had him by the balls with some secret our owner seems to be holding over our Champion's head. Being here personally he can make sure this match goes exactly the way he wants it to.
Chase: But can Trevor Blackwell beat the odds? He's been beating them his entire career. I don't know if even Kenny Lambardo, Matt Metal, and President Jeff will be enough to keep him from being The Last Man Standing...
Harvey: And lets not forget, earlier tonight, Trevor said, if he doesn’t win, he’ll reveal the secret.
"Revolution Is My Name" by Pantera assaults the loudspeakers as the lights go down and blue and white strobe lights illuminate the stage. Everybody's Hero, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell appears, his Singapore Cane clutched in his hand, his arms outstretched in the Trademark Blackwell Crucifix Pose as gouts of blue ghost flame erupt from the stage on either side of him, His APW Faithful exploding to a deafening roar as they embrace their Hardcore King and the red and blue strobes spread out across the arena.
Tony Ferrari: Introducing first... The Challenger... From Long Island, New York... weighing in at 275 lbs... The King of Hardcore... The Excellence of Extreme... "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell!!!
The fans break into a chant of "TREVOR'S GONNA KILL YOU!!! TREVOR'S GONNA KILL YOU!!!" as their idol rushes down the aisle and rounds the corner, catching the President unawares and laying Jeff out with a Singapore Cane shot that shatters the weapon over his skull. The fans explode as The Hardcore Icon strikes a Blackwell Trademark Crucifix Pose for his APW Faithful and Matt Metal just seems to keep his place in the ring, a smirk spreading across his lips as he secretly gets some satisfaction from that shot with Trevor's music fading.
Harvey: HOLY CRAP!!! TREVOR BLACKWELL JUST LAID OUT PRESIDENT JEFF!!!
Chase: That doesn't seem too intelligent... take out the Special Guest Enforcer of your match the first chance you get. I guess with the odds stacked against him... first blood is first blood... everyone here is his enemy right now...
The camera returns to Tony Ferrari who seems frazzled by all the goings on.
Tony Ferrari: And his opponent... From Brooklyn, New York... weighing in at 195 lbs... The APW World Heavyweight Champion... The KaotiK God... "The Ego Crusher" Sgt. Kenny Lambardo!!!
The Champion's Entrance Music starts to play but The Ego Crusher sprints down the aisle to a chorus of boos and obscenities from Trevor Blackwell's APW Faithful... He tosses the World Title belt aside and jumps up onto the guardrail at the end of the entrance ramp, stopping for a moment to strike an offensively arrogant "I Am God" pose before soaring off with a twisting, spinning masterpiece of ungodly grace.
Harvey: INVERTED TOPE SUICIDA CORKSCREW CHALUPA!!!
Chase: Is that really what that move is called???
Harvey: How the hell do I know? Ask Katrina and Kalayla...
But Trevor Blackwell knows Kenny Lambardo better then any man on the planet... He just smiles and ducks as the Ego Crusher goes flying over him and eats the unforgiving steel guardrail behind him. The fans break into the predictable, "HOLY SHIT!!!" chant as the hated Lambardo nearly knocks himself out cold. The bell rings and Trevor turns towards the ring only to meet a smiling President Jeff who kicks a surprised Hardcore Icon in the gut, causing him to drop the shattered Singapore Cane and lifting him up to hop up onto the edge of the ring apron and leap into the air... only to bring "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell crashing through the Spanish Announcers' table with a brutal Hurri-Driver. Trevor Blackwell just lies there motionless. The APW Faithful's hatred of everyone involved in their hero being in this state can almost be felt physically. Jeff rushes to Kenny's side and helps the dazed Champion to his feet before screaming at Matt Metal to start counting. Metal shrugs his shoulders and raises his hand...
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Harvey: This is ridiculous! This is a mugging! How is Trevor supposed to fight both his opponent and the Special Enforcer at the same time???
Chase: That's a question that Trevor Blackwell had to know was coming! He knew that the odds were stacked against him and that this would be nothing like a fair fight! He still signed the contract for this match, didn't he?
Matt Metal is now out of the ring, trying to restore some order by pushing President Jeff off of Trevor and lecturing him about the rules and fair play. Jeff just pushes Metal and starts screaming in his face for him to shut the fuck up and just do his job and start counting. Metal puts up his hands as if to say, "Ok... Ok..." and starts counting.
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Both tables are decimated now and Matt Metal goes to start counting again but Kenny is already back on his feet and pulls Trevor to his by his blood matted hair. Knowing that the outside of the ring isn't really where he wants to be with "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell and rolls him into the ring, telling the Boss that he's got this under control now. Kenny brings the chair with him and climbs the top rope with it in his hand, hoping another Strong Island Facebuster will finish his hated opponent off. But as the late, great Gorilla Monsoon would say if he saw this... Kenny Lambardo goes to the well once too often as he lands with the Steel Chair underneath him and nobody home to absorb his impact. Kenny Lambardo is up to his knees scurrying across the mat, holding his ass as the crowd chants, "YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP!". The Marine leans against the turnbuckle, still holding his quite possibly fractured tailbone as Trevor Blackwell rushes behind him and crushes Kenny's skull between the third turnbuckle pad and a steel toed shitkicker with a Big Boot. Kenny drops to the mat and Trevor drops all 275 lbs of his weight across his former "brother"'s throat with a Jumping Kneedrop, threatening to crush his windpipe... Maybe now Kenny will finally shut the fuck up... I doubt it though... Trevor walks to the middle of the ring and positions the Steel Chair that Kenny used to try to kill him before dragging Lambardo with him and hoisting him up onto his shoulders.
Trevor Blackwell points to the sky, paying tribute to a deceased former colleague named Louie Spicolli before drilling Kenny head first into the chair with a Spicolli Driver/Death Valley Driver with a sickening CRASH. The Career Killer backs up and catches his breath as Matt Metal starts to count.
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Kenny slowly focuses his eyes and gets up to his hands and knees. Not waiting to see what happens next, a tired Trevor Blackwell stalks over to his opponent and lifts him to his feet. But Kenny was merely playing possum in that last half of a second. He spins on his heels and cinches up Trevor's neck, bringing him crashing face first into the Steel Chair with a sudden RKO as the crowd explodes with boos. Knowing this won't be enough to keep The Hardcore King down for long and already feeling the APW Faithful start to chant for his return, Kenny rolls Blackwell onto his back and scales the top rope, facing the crowd. He then launches off with a backflip, corkscrew 360 Semper Fi Splash... landing flawlessly on Trevor Blackwell's stomach... knocking the wind out of him and possibly bruising a few of both men's ribs. He rolls to his feet and strikes another, "I Am God" pose just for the fans' hatred before pointing to Trevor and demanding for Matt Metal to count. President Jeff looks on from ringside pleased.
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Trevor Blackwell rolls onto his side, holding his ribs, staining the mat with his blood...
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Kenny Lambardo thinks ahead and slides out of the ring for another Steel Chair to replace the badly dented one in the ring...
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Trevor Blackwell coughs up some blood, most likely bleeding internally now...
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President Jeff gives his Corporate Champion a high five before Kenny slides back into the ring...
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The Hardcore King rolls to his hands and knees, shaking off the darkness that threatens to consume him...
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Kenny hops up to the top rope with the Steel Chair in his hands again...
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Trevor Blackwell is back up to his knees, breaking Metal's count as the crowd cheers. The Ego Crusher soars off the top rope and throws the Steel Chair at his opponent. Trevor catches it, still seeing double as Kenny Lambardo throws his body into a Corkscrew S.A.M. Site Dropkick but Trevor Blackwell flattens himself to the mat. Kenny lands on his feet and turns as The Career Killer jumps to his feet and swings for the fences, slamming Kenny Lambardo in the face with the Steel Chair with every ounce of Trevor's considerable strength behind it, opening up The Champion's forehead and sending him to the mat with a bloody heap. Not even waiting for Metal to count he grabs The Marine by the back of the head and tosses him over the second rope and straight into the Special Enforcer, President Jeff. The crowd explodes as both men hit the concrete and break into a chant of, "FUCK 'EM UP, TREVOR... FUCK 'EM UP" followed by deafening unanimous stomps.
Chase: Trevor just got his second life here.
Harvey: One thing you want to avoid, and that’s piss off a blackwell.
Never one to disappoint the crowd, Trevor Blackwell steps out to the ring apron and sprints across it as Jeff and Kenny get to their feet. He sends the Champion back to the concrete by leaping off the apron and bringing the Steel Chair down across the top of Kenny Lambardo's skull. He instantly spins around and catches a shocked APW Owner in the ribs with the end of the chair before dropping to the concrete with a loud CLANG and cinching his arm around his Boss's head, drilling him face first into the steel with a DDT that now makes Jeff bloody too. He gets to his feet amidst all the carnage, truly the Last Man Standing and strikes a Crucifix Pose for his adoring fans. Pressing his advantage, Trevor lifts the Cruiserweight World Champion over his head in a Gorilla Press before dropping him stomach first over the steel guardrail. The Ego Crusher howls in pain and kicks his feet, momentarily stuck on the barrier. Trevor backs up to the ring... gives President Jeff a stomp to the back of his head for good measure and charges the still struggling Kenny... leapfrogging him and bringing an elbow down on the back of his head that sends both men into the ringside seats.
Chase: For an Enforcer, Jeff been getting beat up quite a lot from Trevor.
Harvey: Trevor needs to eliminate him to stand any chance at winning.
Kenny Lambardo tries to crawl through the crowd to regroup but Trevor Blackwell is right behind him... field goal kicking him in the nuts from behind and sending The Champion rolling through the crowd in pain. Hey... now the world may just be spared the chance of seeing any Kenny Lambardo/Diana Steel offspring. Matt Metal hops out of the ring and helps President Jeff to his feet. Angrily, the APW Owner pushes the Nu Metal Master off of him, spitting some blood onto the concrete and wiping away his quickly growing Crimson Mask. Both The Referee and Special Enforcer quickly follow after the two combatants... hopping the steel guardrail and pushing through the rabid APW Faithful to get to the Champion and Challenger. Jeff and Metal are pushed back and forth like pinballs by random fans trying to block their way. Jeff gets angry and pushes one of the fans who goes sliding onto his ass, screaming something about a lawsuit. Matt Metal hits the floor on his knees, holding the back of his head and coming back with a hand covered in blood and reeking of Budweiser... the shattered remains of a broken beer bottle littering the ground around him.
Harvey: Where on earth are they going now?
President Jeff gets a hotdog thrown in his face by a random fan... the ketchup from the foot long adding to the blood running from his forehead... making his face even redder then before.
Back to the action, a fan has given up his seat for The Hardcore King and hands it to his hero with adoring eyes. Trevor smile and gives the fan a pound before bringing it down on the back of the KaotiK God... flattening him to the concrete. He turns the chair sideways and brings it down edge first into the small of Kenny's back three times as The Ego Crusher grits his teeth in pain and refuses to give Blackwell the satisfaction of him crying out. Seeing Matt Metal and President Jeff finally pushing through the crowd, Trevor smiles. He lifts the possibly injured Ego Crusher... dazed from the chair shots and other blows he's taken to the head during this match... his ribs most likely broken... his unborn children shriveled up inside his testes... and now the world is spinning as Kenny Lambardo is hoisted in the air and spun upside down. Trevor Blackwell smiles to President Jeff and strikes a Crucifix Pose before DRILLING The APW World Champion to the concrete with a Hurri-Driver.
Chase: Trevor just used one of the Bosses signature moves on Kenny.
Trevor gets up and smiles as Kenny lays motionless just like he did earlier. The APW Owner rushes at Trevor angrily but Matt Metal holds him back... reminding the Boss that this isn't his fight and he's just the enforcer. Matt Metal nonetheless makes the count.
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Kenny Lambardo is good and truly out cold... seemingly unaware of the referee counting...
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President Jeff stares a hole through "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell... the APW Faithful starting a chant of :"JEFF SUCKS COK!!! JEFF SUCKS COK!!!"...
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The KaotiK starts to scream and taunt Kenny inside his skull calling him weak and useless if he doesn't get up...
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Sex and Violence sit in their locker room... cheering for the concept of Trevor Blackwell finally walking out World Champion...
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Trevor goes and sets up a table just in case this isn't really the end...
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A tear runs down the cheek of "That Goddess" Diana Steel as she watches the match on a monitor backstage quietly whispering under her breath, "C'mon Kenny... get the fuck up..."
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Kenny stirs and gets to his hands and knees... Was it the KaotiK's taunting? Was it Diana's tears? Was it the concept of no longer being Champion? Was it just the ability to tell Trevor's APW Faithful to go fuck themselves?
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The fans explode into a chant of "NEW WORLD CHAMP!!! NEW WORLD CHAMP!!!" but are quickly silenced as Kenny Lambardo staggers to his feet... The chants turning into boos as Trevor Blackwell charges the nearly dead Ego Crusher and receives a Super Kick in the mouth that sends both men to the concrete. President Jeff rushes his protege and helps him to his feet and Matt Metal descends on him, violently pushing him on his ass.
Chase: Matt Metal is doing his best to call this match down the middle.
Harvey: And I think what Jeff meant as down the middle was help out Kenny and that’s something Metal isn’t doing.
Kenny looks at the table and a sick smile creeps across his lips as possibilities flood his concussion addled mind.... The KaotiK whispering evil, psychopathic things into his psyche... Kenny lifts Trevor to his feet and throws him face first into the stairs leading up into the first tier of seats off the floor. Trevor gets up to his hands and knees on the steps. Lambardo rushes him, wrapping Trevor's own arms around his chest and falling backwards with his knees up... completely knocking the wind out of the already pain filled Career Killer with a vicious Coward's Mark. He strikes another "I Am God" pose as the fans start to throw garbage at him. Kenny screams, "FUCK ALL OF YOU!!!" He grabs Trevor by the hair... no longer wanting to play around... wanting to finally end this once and for all... this match... this grudge... Trevor's fucking career... He drags The Hardcore King up to the cheap seats... a good 40 ft above the arena floor. But Trevor finally seems to wake up! That trademark Blackwell Adrenaline Rush courses through his body and the two gladiators start to trade punches like Superman and Doomsday... one final brawl that must lead to at least one of their death's. But brawling with a Blackwell rarely ever lets you come out on top... Trevor ends up with the upper hand and spins Kenny around, grabbing a Steel Chair and wedging it behind his head before hooking his leg and snapping backwards with a Reverse Russian Legsweep that splits the back of Kenny's skull with a sickening sound. Rage burning in his eyes... his body running on fumes... Trevor Blackwell pushes that last mile and lifts the semi-conscious Ego Crusher up onto his shoulders. Blood flowing from both his face and the back of his head, Kenny Lambardo is helpless as Trevor steps up onto the guardrail, looking down 40 ft at the table below them. President Jeff and Matt Metal scream for Trevor to stop... that the World Title just isn't worth this but Trevor screams "FUCK YOU!!!" and leaps off the balcony. They almost hit terminal velocity as The KaotiK tires of Kenny's weakness and takes over, spinning out of Trevor's grasp as he swings him around for The Full Throttle that threatens to end both men's careers and turning it into a beautiful Ego Crusher as both men make the wooden table explode from their impact. The APW Faithful do the unthinkable... they go silent... the lack of noise is deafening in the arena as Trevor Blackwell lays there with his head at an odd angle. Kenny Lambardo just lays there as well... The KaotiK having spent his control for the moment with that last move... Both Trevor and Kenny truly unconscious... Matt Metal's count echoes across the arena in the absence of crowd noise.
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Chase: THAT WAS INSANE!
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Harvey: The only person ever who countered the Full Throttle like that was President Jeff. Jeff must have taught Kenny that counter.
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Chase: These two might be dead.
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Harvey: Just stop the match and get EMT’s out here
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Winner and still APW World Heavyweight Champion: Kenny Lambardo
The fans boo as Jeff picks Kenny up and Metal just looks on and the fans boo.
Chase: Metal wanted to call this match down the middle. Trevor had it won, but President Jeff again helped Kenny retain the title.
Harvey: Wasn’t Metal suppose to help Kenny though.
EMT’s rush to Trevor’s aid as Kenny and Jeff all head back to the ring with Metal following them. Kenny rolls into the ring and Jeff grabs the title and gives it to the champ.
Chase: I wonder what will happen at Overdrive now that Metal didn’t do his job as referee the way Jeff wanted and Metal is the Overdrive GM.
Harvey: And Trevor said, if he didn’t win, he’d reveal Jeff’s secret.
Chase: I think Kenny and Jeff beat Trevor to the point where he would be put in a hospital bed for a very long time.
Kenny and Jeff are celebrating in the ring and then Matt Metal grabs Trevor’s beat up singapore Cane and slides into the ring. Kenny turns towards Metal and gets a head full of Singapore Cane and the fans cheer loudly. Kenny rolls out of the ring and Jeff’s see’s this and he slides out and helps Kenny up the entrance ramp. They look at Metal who is standing in the middle of the ring with his arms raised and the fans cheer.
Harvey: I think we know where Matt Metal stands in all this.
Chase: Metal Maina is alive and strong here in Atlanta.
Harvey: We’re out of time, We’ll see you at Overdrive.
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