Anarchy Presents

Coming to you live from Syracuse, NY
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Jack Spade Defeated Prozac with a 1..2..3... Extreme entertainment at its best.
Max Cameron and The Nameless somehow managed to work together long enough to gain an impressive win over the new Tag Champs, The Moose and Gerard Angelo.
Hoshi Yakamoto proved she means business by defeating Ritalin with sensational style.
Myst appears in the middle of the ring dressed in her usual attire. Black skirt, black suede boots, red silk skirt and her hair is pulled back away from her face in a neat ponytail. Myst picks up a mic. and begins to speak to the crowd.
Myst - I'm sure you all enjoyed last week's Pay Per View Something Else...and we are pleased to be in your city tonight with another outstanding show. But, before we get started I'd just like to let you all know that next week the show is going to be ........Something Else.
Myst smiled and gave the fans her trademark *wink*
Myst - Confused? Well, you haven't experienced confusion till you experienced the kind of confusion I am going to orchestrate with my roster next week right in the middle of the ring!
ONE NIGHT!
ONE MATCH!
A ONCE IN A LIFETIME OPPORTUNITY AWAITS......
FOR THOSE WHO DARE TO ENTER......
THE
CHAOS
With that Myst tossed the ring to Xandra and left the ring without another word.
Emily Blackstone Vs. Bombshell
"Child Pray" by Dir En Gray plays as Emily Blackstone comes out from backstage and she crowd gives her a mixed response as she makes her way towards the ring. The Nameless is close behind her as she makes her way up the ring steps and then steps through the ropes into the ring. Her music then fades and we hear "I Am the Body Beautiful" by Salt N Pepa and Bombshell gets a mixed reaction as she makes her way out and then she runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. The bell sounds as Emily and Bombshell start brawling.
Kosmic Kitty - This should be interesting.
Henry Lesher - Only if Nameless takes them both out with one shot.
Emily whips Bombshell off of the ropes. Emily goes for a Clothesline but Bombshell slips through Emily's legs with a Baseball Slide. Emily turns around and Bombshell kicks her in the gut. As Emily bends forward, Bombshell grabs her head and proceeds to drive her face into the mat with a Facebuster - THE QUEEN BEE STINGER!!!! Bombshell then goes for the pin. 1...2... Emily manages to kick out. Bombshell then stands Emily up, whips her off the ropes and misses with a clothesline as Emily ducks it and then gives Bombshell a bulldog to the mat before going for the pin. 1...2... kick out by Bombshell.
Kosmic Kitty - Boy, that was close.
Henry
Lesher - How does this qualify as wrestling or entertainment? It's neither
really. Why hasn't The Nameless taken them both down?
Emily stands Bombshell up, whips her off the ropes and then gives her a dropkick
to the mat. Emily then goes for a rolling thunder on Bombshell, but Bombshell
manages to roll out of the way. Bombshell then kips up to her feet and then
stands Emily up. Bombshell whips Emily into the corner. Bombshell steps back and
executes a Back Handspring Elbow into the corner, but Emily rushes out with a
Clothesline to the back of Bombshell's head, sending her down to the canvas.
Emily lifts herself up onto the top turnbuckle in a seating position as
Bombshell stands up. The crowd cheers wildly as Bombshell runs up and flips
forward with a modified Stratusphere ... the Bottoms Up! Emily crashes to the
mat on her back. Bombshell then goes for the pin. 1...2... kick out by Emily
Blackstone.
Kosmic Kitty - This Emily girl is tough.
Henry
Lesher - No she isn't.
Bombshell stands Emily up and takes a vicious knife edge chop from Emily and
then another, driving Bombshell into the corner. Emily then goes for a
Clothesline, but Bombshell grabs her arm and twists it into an Arm Wrench into a
tie-up from behind. Emily swings her free elbow behind her in an attempt to hit
Bombshell, but she ducks and Bombshell ties up the free arm and falls to the mat
with Emily in a modified Crippler Crossface, Bombshell's patented Iron Maiden!!
Emily quickly grabs the ropes and manages to force the break and rolls herself
out to the floor for a breather.
Kosmic Kitty - Lucky for her she was close to the ropes.
Henry
Lesher - Not lucky for me. I want this madness to end.
Emily pulls herself into the ring where Bombshell greets her by putting the
boots to her. Bombshell then stands her up and takes a series of forearm smashes
to the jaw. Emily then whips Bombshell into the corner and misses with a
shoulder block when Bombshell side steps it. Bombshell then sends Emily to the
outside with a Hip Toss over the top-rope. As Bombshell leans on the top-rope,
The Nameless comes around and grabs the Diva by her hair. Bombshell screams as
The Nameless tries to pull her from the ring as the ref checks on Emily. The
crowd cheers as Gerard Angelo comes barrelling out from the back, jumping on The
Nameless and throwing wild punches in an effort to save his ex-wife. Nameless
lets go of Bombshell and begins brawling with Nameless as Bombshell catches her
breath. Bombshell falls to the mat and Emily rolls herself into the ring.
Bombshell quickly gets to her feet and then gives Emily a Botch Kick and then
goes for the pin. 1...2...3! Bombshell gets the win over Emily Blackstone this
week!
Kosmic Kitty - That was great!
Henry Lesher - No, it's not great. It's just over. Let us never speak of this match again.
Sal Clemenzo Vs. Jakob Sykes
The
arena is silent as Jakob Sykes begins walking out to the ring from the backstage
area. He ignores the callings from the fans, and steps over the top rope,
turning to face the entrance ramp as "Halls of Fear" by Nino Rota begins to
play. The new Anarchy Champion, Sal Clemenzo steps out, gaining a mixed reaction
from the fans, some cheering loudly for him, and some booing him for his less
than nice actions as of late.
Kosmic Kitty: "Mixed reaction for the new Champion here."
Henry Lesher: "They should be booing him out of the
building for taking Ryan's title away."
Kosmic Kitty: "I totally agree, Henry."
Henry Lesher: "You... agree... no. You don't get to agree.
If you agree with me, then the world stops making sense. I just can't have
that."
Sal hands his championship belt to the timekeeper, and steps through the ropes.
Before he can get his second leg into the ring, Jakob rushes forward, attempting
a running kick to start the match early. But, Sal sidesteps the attack, and
Sykes' leg ends up going between the top and middle ropes. Clemenzo moves
quickly, getting behind Jakob, and landing several hart shots to the larger
man's ribs as Sykes pulls his leg free from the ropes. Sykes turns to face
Clemenzo, returning a few punches, before finally kicking the Champion in the
stomach, and pushing him away.
As Sal stumbles back, Jakob rushes forward, hitting a hard clothesline, and
knocking Clemenzo to the ground. Sykes grabs Sal's hair, and pulls him to his
feet, before driving a hard knee into Clemenzo's midsection. Sal doubles over in
pain, even as Jakob pulls him up, and hits the same spot again with his knee.
Again, and again, Sykes lands the hard knee to Sal's stomach, before picking the
Champion up for a scoop slam. Instead of simply dropping Clemenzo, Jakob turns
the slam into a reverse DDT, bouncing the back of Sal's head off the mat.
Kosmic Kitty: "Sykes using his size advantage here to hit
some high impact moves."
Henry Lesher: "Well, it's the only chance he's got. He'll
never be able to actually out wrestle Sal Clemenzo, now will he?"
Sykes goes for the pin, and the referee counts out 1...2, but Sal kicks out.
Sykes pulls Clemenzo to his feet by his hair, and sets him up for a gut wrench
suplex, sending the Champion to the mat again. Jakob takes a few seconds to walk
around the fallen Clemenzo, apparently deciding just what the best tactic would
be in this case. As he steps forward, Sal kicks out, catching Sykes in the knee
with the heel of his boot. Jakob stumbles back as the Champion kicks out once,
twice, three times more. Sykes stumbles back, barely able to keep on his feet as
Clemenzo slowly gets to his own.
The Anarchy Champion ducks under a sloppy clothesline attempt from Sykes, and
kicks the big man in the back of the knee, dropping him to one leg. Clemenzo
then grabs one of Jakob's arms, and twists it behind his body, locking on a
cross face chicken wing, in an attempt to drag the larger man down to the mat.
Jakob fights to stay upright, reaching over his back with his free arm, trying
to fight off the submission hold from Sal.
Sykes' free hand searches for Clemenzo's throat, hoping to strangle his
opponent, but, instead, he opts for jamming his fingers into Sal's eyes. The
Champion winces in pain, loosening the hold just enough for Sykes to power his
way out, pushing Sal away, and getting to his feet, wincing at the pain in his
leg as he stands. Sal stands, just as Jakob steps forward, and wraps both arms
around Clemenzo's torso, squeezing the champion in a harsh bear hug. He lifts
Clemenzo up, applying pressure to the hold.
Sal tries to slip his arms between Sykes' own, to relieve some of the pressure,
but the bear hug is too tight. Clemenzo punches Jakob in the side of the head,
driving his fists into the larger man's temples, with little effect. After a few
such blows, Sykes pulls back, twisting and falling, dropping Clemenzo with a
belly to belly suplex. Sal lands hard, with Jakob's full weight crashing down on
top of him.
Henry Lesher: "Our Champion is getting flattened by his
first opponent after winning the title. That's just great."
Kosmic Kitty: "Maybe Sal will snap in half during the
match."
Henry Lesher: *surprised* "Meow! What happened to the
happy, always nice to everybody Kitty?"
Kosmic Kitty: "I just don't like people that make Ryan
sad, is all."
Henry Lesher: "Rated R was sad that Sal took his
belt?"
Kosmic Kitty: "Yup. He cried about it a bit."
Henry Lesher: "Rated R can cry?"
Sykes quickly stands, pulling Sal to his feet, still holding on to the bear hug.
Again, he lifts Sal off his feet, and squeezes. This time, the referee comes in
to check if Sal wishes to give up, or continue. The Champion shakes his head,
wincing as Sykes squeezes harder. When it's apparent that Sal has no intention
of ever giving up, Sykes twists, falls, and hits another belly to belly suplex.
Sal practically bounces off the mat this time, landing several feet from Sykes.
Jakob stands, looks down at the fallen Clemenzo, and steps through the ropes,
grabbing a folding chair from ringside. He slides the chair into the ring as the
referee is checking on the Champ, and steps over the top rope himself, and picks
up the chair. As Sal very slowly gets to his feet, Jakob approaches with the
chair raised high over his head, ready to bring it down. The referee shouts a
warning to Sykes about being disqualified, but the big man ignores it.
Henry Lesher: "Well, it's all over now. The chair will put
an end to this match."
Just as Sykes gets near, Sal snaps to attention, and delivers a kick to Sykes
stomach, stopping him for a second. Clemenzo kicks again, and again, pushing
Jakob back a few steps, before the Champ rushes forward, and chop blocks Sykes'
knee. Jakob drops the chair as he falls, and Sal immediately goes on the
offensive, attacking the larger man's legs, hooking a leg lock, and twisting to
the point that the lower half of Jakob's leg almost appears to be on backwards.
Sykes yells, and starts kicking out at Sal, hoping to break the hold before the
Champ breaks his leg. He catches Sal hard across the face with a couple of well
placed boots, and manages to scramble away from the hold, slowly getting to his
feet, and facing down a rather angry looking Anarchy Champion.
Sal rushes forward, but Sykes kicks Clemenzo in the stomach, immediately
grabbing his arm, and pulling the Champion up to his shoulders, before dropping
him to the ground with a Death Valley Driver. He turns on the mat, and starts
landing heavy punches to the side of Sal's face, trying to knock the Anarchy
Champion's head clean off. He pulls Sal to his feet by the hair, and delivers a
massive body slam, before picking the champion up once again, and setting him
down in the corner on the top rope. Sykes climbs up to the second rope, hooking
Sal up for a suplex, but as he pulls back to land the move, Clemenzo hooks his
legs around the corner post, locking himself in place.
Kosmic Kitty: "Sal showing his technical skill, blocking
the superplex from Sykes."
Jakob tries twice more to hit a superplex, but Sal keeps his legs locked in
place, not letting himself be pulled down. After the last attempt, Clemenzo
pulls one arm free, and lands a stiff shot to Sykes ribs, followed by another,
and another. Eventually, Sal loosens Jakob's grip enough that he can push the
larger man down off the ropes, sending him flat on his back on the mat. Jakob is
quick to get to his feet, but Sal is just as quick to stand up on the top rope,
and take aim.
Sal leaps from the top rope, landing a missile dropkick on the larger Sykes.
Jakob falls to the mat, as Sal springs up to his feet, taking in the cheers that
the fans send his way. Sykes rolls to the side, near the chair he brought to the
ring earlier, and starts getting to his feet as the ref stands between the two
men.
Jakob Sykes fumbles on the mat for a few moments, before standing, grabbing the
discarded chair as he does so. As Sal Clemenzo approaches, pushing past the
referee, Jakob swings, bringing the chair down over Clemenzo's head. It connects
with a satisfying crunch, and Sal goes down as the referee calls for the bell,
disqualifying Jakob Sykes.
Sykes smiles wickedly as he backs away from the fallen Clemenzo, and slides out
through the ropes as the ref checks on the Anarchy Champion.
Henry Lesher: "I'm not sure if Sykes ever even intended on
winning the match, or if he just wanted to reshape Clemenzo's head."
Kosmic Kitty: "Sal looks better with one side of his face
flattened in like that, anyway."
Henry Lesher: "Wow. I could actually enjoy sitting here a
little bit if you keep up this mean streak!"
Kosmic Kitty: "Really? Then we can be friends!"
Henry Lesher: "Never mind. You just ruined the fun."
Tune in next week we will
becoming to you live from Jacksonville, FL.
for a little bit of Chaos, Anarchy Style.