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Violation 61
Sunday, April 19th, 2009
Color Line Arena in Hamburg, Germany
A MATTER OF RESPECT?
Written by: Jake, Paul, and Andrew
(The show cuts back from commercial break as "I Wear My Skin” is heard playing over the PA system, and Terminus is shown standing inside the ring, acknowledging the cheers of the fans with a slight grin through his mask as he raises the microphone that he has in his hand to address those in attendance.)
Terminus: Good evening. I hope that you're enjoying the show, and I'll try not to take up too much time with this address, but I do feel that there is something that needs to be stated about the main event match that occurred last week at Violation 60.
For thirty minutes, I sat at ringside and watched Jake Keeton and Jason Sandman beat the holy hell out of one another, and produce an effort that will be remembered for quite some time. In doing so, they both earned the right to call themselves the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship that I currently have draped across my shoulder...And, they also earned something else from me, something that I didn't think that they could possibly gain...Even more of my respect than they already had.
And, the reason why I'm speaking about this topic right now is that, tonight, that I'll be facing two individuals who wouldn't know the meaning of the word "respect" even if they developed the basic reading skills necessary to look up the definition in the dictionary.
(The fans cheer their approval of this statement, causing Terminus to smile through his mask.)
So, I think that it's important for me to prove to them, this evening, that while their blatant show of disrespect for the PWA will soon be forgotten, the two men that I'll be facing at Mob Rules II for the PWA World heavyweight title will produce an effort that will be remembered for quite some time...And earned an even greater amount of respect from those who witnessed the match in the process.
(“Hunt You Down” by Saliva rings out from the PA and a smiling Jake Keeton emerges through the curtain with a huge smile on his face due to warm reception from the crowd and the things Terminus said. Jake walks up the ring steps and stands in front of the World Champion, the two men share a smile and a nod of the head before Keeton calls for his own mic and is handed one by a ring attendant as his music fades out. He walks back to the center and stands face to face with the Champion.)
Keeton: Respect is a word that gets tossed around pretty loosely around this place, but I don't think you have any idea how much respect I have for what you've done as PWA World Champion and the all out wars you've been in inside this ring. I respect you as a man and as wrestler. It will be one of if not the biggest honors of my career to give you another war the will never be forgotten.
(The crowd goes absolutely nuts at The All American Nightmare's comments. Jake smiles and looks out at the crowd, a completely positive response is something he's unaccustomed to, there's always a few boos but not this time.)
Keeton: I've been claiming to be the best fucking wrestler that ever walked this planet for a few weeks now, on May 20th, I prove it.
(Live Your Way comes on the speakers and as it begins Deal With It Bitch Productions Presents logo come on the Teletron. When the opening words are heard the name of Jason Sandman shows up on the teletron. Jason Sandman comes out of the entranceway. Jason stares down the ramp at his Mob Rules opponent. He makes his way down the ramp and slides under the ropes before pulling a microphone out of his pocket. )
Terminus: Hey, Jason. We've heard what Jake has to say about our match at Mob Rules II. Anything you want to add?
Jason: No Evan by all means. I respect our champion enough to let his word lead.
Terminus, looking a bit perplexed: Surely you have something you want to say about the match. It's not like you've ever been at loss to talk about anything that's on your mind in the past...And, if I know you as well as I think I do, then this match is just as important to you as it is to me and Jake.
Jason: Oh I have a thing or two to say, but out of respect for you and our friendship I wanted you to have first or I guess second thoughts. I can wait to give my address.
Terminus, looking a bit annoyed: Jason, if there's something you want to say, then you should damned well say it, so that we can deal with whatever might be bothering you. This is as good a time as any to talk about anything that's on your mind.
Jason: You spoke of respect as you came out here, but more and more it has become apparent that respect may not be your top priority. Walking away when a brother needs you. Not fighting for said brother when you saw the bullshit of last week.
(Jason looks over at Keeton.)
Jason: I mean no disrespect to you Jake. Thirty minutes we went strong and we went hard, but even if it took twenty nine minutes and fifty nine seconds we both know it was done. But things are the way they are and there is nothing that can be done about that.
(Jake raises an eyebrow at Sandman's comments and can't help but offer his rebuttal.)
Keeton: Hold up just a second...Jason I know you think you should be the lone number one contender, but I kicked out of everything else you threw at me last week so who's to say I wouldn't have done it again if the match had continued. You might not be happy with a draw, but if it means me getting a chance to be World Champion I don't give a damn if there's two other people in the ring or twenty, I'll go through every single one of them. I'm at the top of my game right now, I've worked my ass off for nearly four months and I earned this shot. I've never wanted anything this much in my professional life.
Jason: Just don’t get too disappointed if it doesn’t happen. Only one man can walk out of Mob Rules with the strap, and I have already proven that I am willing to die for what I want, and for some reason I think your heart just goes short of that. I will leave it to you to prove me wrong.
(Jason extends his hand to Keeton who slowly accepts.)
Jason: Back to the point I was making. Terminus we both know that you and I have taken each other through hell and back. Hell the world nearly watched our death about six months ago. But as of late it has become clear that the bond we once shared may not be what it was. Just a thought I think you should maul over.
Terminus: It's odd that you made no mention of this any earlier, Jason. It's odd that you chose this precise time to make your feelings known...If this is the way that you feel, then so be it. I'll take the steps needed to address that situation. But, if this ISN'T the way that you feel, and nothing more than a bit of gamesmanship, then I will be less than impressed.
Terminus: This match doesn't have to be about hatred, guys, or about jealousy or envy. But, if either of you want to make it about those things, that that's your call, not mine
Jason: This has nothing to do with any of those things. This has to do with finally having an open forum to speak. Maybe this wasn't the right place and maybe it was, but we have a match with Dade and Michaels in a few minutes and I need your head in the game and not on your belt or your new wife. I hope you find your place because if not I don't know what will happen next.
(Jason looks over at Terminus and Jake Keeton before walking next to the ropes and flipping out of the ring and making his way to the back. Keeton takes this opportunity to make one final statement to the World Champion.)
Keeton: I'm not sure what the issue is with you two, and it might not be the most fan friendly thing to say after the kind of reception I got when I first walked out here but after standing here and seeing the tension between two guys who call themselves brothers you (pointing at Terminus) need to know that while I want to prove myself above anything else, if you guys are content with destroying each other and letting me stand back and watch I'll be more than willing to swoop in and pick up the scraps... and your belt.
(Jake drops the mic and rolls out of the ring with a confident look leaving Terminus by himself inside the ring.)
REGULAR RULES
Fire vs. Tony Field vs. Red Dragon
Written by: Jake
Ferdinand: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is our opening bout, introducing first from “The Fiery Pits of Hell”, weighing 228lbs, Red Dragon!
(The arena becomes pitch black and smoke starts to fill the arena as red spot lights move across the crowd. “I am the thorn” by Cradle Of Filth, starts to play over the PA system as flames erupts up from the stage and Red Dragon walks out from behind the curtain and stops at the top of the ramp. Dragon walks through the flames as the crowd starts to boo the returning Red Dragon. The flames split and move to the sides of the ramp and he starts walking down the ramp. The red spotlights come together on Dragon as they follow him walking down the ramp but stops in the middle of the ramp as he glares around at the crowd before running his thumb across his throat. Dragon starts to head back towards the ring he looks back at the big screen and flame appears on the screen and an image of a Red Dragon flies through the flames. Red Dragon turns back around and heads toward the ring. When he arrives at the ring, he slides in and goes to the middle of the ring. The image of the Red Dragon appears again in the middle of the ring as he glares around at the crowd and announcers and flips them off. The spotlight goes off and flames come from all four-ring post. The lights are back on Red Dragon is found leaning against a ring post waiting for his opponent.)
Carl Franks: What a match to kick off Violation 61! We've got two returnees and one debut in this Three Way Dance.
Ray Quadros: I think the one debut will far out shine the two returns, I've heard a lot about this guy.
Ferdinand: And his first opponent, hailing from St. Louis, Missouri, coming in at 227lbs, here is “Real Deal” Tony Field!
(The lights go out and green and gold lighting comes on. Steaming fountain pyro flows as “30/30-150” by Stone Sour blares from the PA and Tony Field steps through the curtains. Field confidently strolls towards the ring taunting the crowd along the way. He jumps up on the apron and hops over the top rope goes to the far corner towards the crowd and raises his index finger towards the sky. The music dies down and Field looks focuses for his PWA debut.)
Franks: Field looks ready to make a serious impression over two PWA veterans who've been out of action for some time.
Quadros: My money is on The Essence of Perfection tonight.
Ferdidnand: And the final competitor in the match, from Jersey City, New Jersey, weighing 295lbs, this is FIRE!
(“Gossip” by Lil' Wayne hits the PA and Fire wastes no time running towards the ring where he slides in and is immediately met by a Sinning Wheel Kick from Tony Field as the bell sounds.)
Franks: This one is underway and Tony Field has already taken the biggest man in the match off his feet right when the bell sounded.
(Fire quickly gets back to his feet and Tony ducks a big boot from him but Fire walks right into a stiff clothesline from Red Dragon. Dragon begins putting the boots to Fire stomping him from head to toe. Field climbs to the second turnbuckle and yells at Dragon to move, he does so and Tony leaps off with a big Leg Drop on Fire. Tony goes for a quick cover but before the ref can even drop down to count Red Dragon pulls him off. Field gets to his feet and Dragon gets in his face and the two begin shoving each other. Tony snatches Dragon into a side headlock. Three quick shots to the gut and Red Dragon shoves Field into the ropes and Field flies of with a flying elbow that staggers the former Gundan RTO member. Dragon quickly shakes it off and motions for Field to bring it on.)
Franks: We've got some fast paced action here, Ray.
Quadros: We sure do, the two Light Heavyweights are really going at it but the big man has been no factor at all.
(Field hits the ropes again but is caught by a power slam from Red Dragon who makes the cover. The referee drops down to count 1...barely a count of one before Field gets the shoulder up. Tony gets back to his feet and Red Dragon does as well. Field blocks a hiptoss attempt from Dragon and flips backwards and nails one of his own. Dragon a little slower getting up this time and Field is ready for him, big Belly to Belly Suplex from Field sends Dragon over the top rope and to the floor.)
Franks: Oh my! Red Dragon hit the floor hard, nice suplex from Field.
(Field looks out at Dragon who holds his lower back and makes it to one knee. Tony hits the ropes on the opposite side and nails a baseball slide drop kick sending Dragon into the barricade. Fire finally returns to his feet after getting the brunt of the attack from both men in the early going and snatches Field off his feet with a two handed choke. The ref looks away for a split second and Field rakes the eyes of Fire causing him to drop him. Field takes a step back and almost takes Fire's head off with his REAL DEAL superkick.)
Franks: Did you hear that snap! It sounded like a gun shot when Field's foot connected with Fire's head.
Quadros: He might as well have shot him, he's not getting up either way.
(Tony Field, knowing he has the match won but looking to make a statement look outside to see Red Dragon still down, drags an almost lifeless Fire to his knees and hooks him in position for the pedigree he calls FIELD ENVY. Field flashes a smile basking in the glory and plants fire face first into the mat. He rolls the big man over and hooks the leg although it wasn't necessary. 1...2...3!)
Ferdinand: The winner of the match in two minutes and seventeen seconds, “Real Deal” Tony Field!
Franks: What an impressive debut for Tony Field, he made quick work of Fire while Red Dragon was on the outside recovering from that beautiful Belly to Belly suplex.
Quadros: I see big things for Field in PWA, mark my word.
A QUEST DENIED
Written by: Justin
The scene switches backstage where we find Omar Owens conversing with a couple of staff members. It looks like it's a rather light-hearted conversation, that is until Wren Chesney walks up to the group.
Wren: Underlings, run along, I have some business to attend to with Mr. Owens.
The staff members all scatter in different directions, doing their best to look busy. Omar rolls his eyes a little bit at having to deal with Wren.
Wren: Now, Omar...
Omar cuts her off.
O2: Ah, ah, ah...Sir Omar.
Wren: I will not call you that!
Omar gives an overly fake smile and turns to walk away. Desperate, Wren does the only thing she can.
Wren: I'm sorry! Sir Omar, I'd like to make a request for your services. You see, I have suffered a great injustice and I'd like your help to make it right.
Omar gets a big grin on his face and puffs out his chest, very proudly.
O2: It is always my pleasure to provide justice for a lady, even if we do not always see eye-to-eye. What is this mission you would have me complete?
Wren: We have to humiliate Jostrodomus. I want you to beat him physically. I want you to destroy him emotionally and psychologically. I want your help to make him a shell of his former self.
O2: Sorry, can't do it.
Wren: What? But why? Don't you want to help a damsel in distress? And I know there is no love lost between you and Joz.
O2: I'm sorry, Wren, but it's not injustice when you bring it on yourself.
Omar leaves Wren to think about this for a moment, walking away from her. Instead of reflecting on what he said and deciding to take responsibility for her actions, it just gets her even more steamed. She stamps her foot and walks away.
REGULAR RULES
Valentine Lionheart vs. Va'aiga
Written by: John
FREDDY: This next match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Rotorua, New Zealand but residing in Sunnyvale, California, he is “The Maori Badass,” VA’IGA!!
*The arena lights dim, the entranceway fills with smoke and the spotlights home in on the entrance gate. The loud shouts of Samoan gangsta rappers Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. fill the arena with a familiar battle cry
Boo-Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa (HA!)
Boo-Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa (HA!)
Boo-Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa (HA!)
Boo-Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa Yaa. (BOO-YAA!)
And Va'aiga walks out into the entrance gate, decked out in one of his familiar red and black entrance robes. As "All Mighty Boo Yaa" continues, Va'aiga throws the Boo-Yah Combination in time with the music.
West Coast LUV!
Play y'all HUH!
Comin' thru YAA!
BOO-YAA!
*BOOOOM!"
Pyro fires off in the entrance gate, behind The Maori as Va'aiga finishes the combination by throwing the Shaka sign, tilting his head back and throwing the hood of his robe back with the action, revealing his heavily tattooed face. Va'aiga walks down to ringside slowly, handing his robe to an attendant before stepping into the ring, climbing one of the corners and staring out into the crowd, throwing the Shaka Sign again.*
JACK: Hey—now this guy has my kind of fighting spirit!
RAY: What the hell!?
CARL: Well ladies and gentlemen Jack Gaither has joined us here for commentary in what is shaping up to be a slugfest.
JACK: That’s right Carl! I love a good slugfest every now and then; you’re not going to see any semblance of classic wrestling, but you’re going to see a good ol’ fashioned brawl here tonight!
RAY: You’re gonna have a helluva time tonight; I don’t think you’ll be alive by the time this night’s over.
JACK: Ray, just shut your face.
FREDDY: And his opponent, now residing in Minnesota, he is “Darkside,” VALENTINE LIONHEART!
*The lights dim in the arena as the Violation-Tron, A spot light appers in the centre as Valentine Lionheart walks out on stage accompanied by his theme music, "Salt on Everything" By Sole, he slowly walks down to the ring, his eyes locked forward and his focus on nothing other than the match ahead, Valentine rolls under the ropes and into the ring before standing dead centre, awaiting his opponent.*
JACK: What can I say about this guy? I don’t know what you guys think, but he does seem kind of scary-looking.
RAY: You’re right for once Jackie-boy.
JACK: Ray, if you keep egging me on, I swear to God I’ll personally—
CARL: Please guys! Show a little decorum!
*Referee Mickey Vann calls for the bell.*
(DING!)
RAY: Let’s see whether or not Jackie-boy sees a slugfest!
*Indeed, the match does become a slugfest early on when Va’iga and Darkside lock up and begin trading punches.*
JACK: There we go—it’s game time now!
*Va’iga takes control of the contest early on with some forearm shivers to the face of Darkside, who staggers for just a bit before being sent for the ride by the The Maori Badass. Darkside bounces off the ropes and is met with a hard Va’iga clothesline which sends the London native to the deck. Va’iga shows his strength when he gets down and grounds the versatile Lionheart with a series of hard stomps and punches to the face. Trying to end the match early, the New Zealand native picks Darkside up and attempts a vertical suplex, but Lionheart counters with a rake to the eye.*
RAY: HA! Stopped him right in his tracks!
JACK: Cheater, cheater, pumpkin-eater!
VANN: WATCH THE EYES DARKSIDE!
*Darkside uses the illegal move as his own stepping stone to gain momentum; after delivering a series of palm strikes that don’t even faze the Maori Badass, Darkside sends Va’iga for the ride. Darkside attempts a clothesline, but Va’iga ducks underneath; Va’iga bounces off the ropes a 2nd time and attempts a clothesline of his own, but Darkside ducks it this time. Finally, the Maori Badass runs off the ropes a 3rd time…and runs right into a Darkside spinning back kick. With Va’iga grounded on the deck, Darkside assumes the mounting position and begins to smack the Maori Badass around with a series of left hands and forearms. As Lionheart begins using closed fists, Mickey Vann begins his own five-count.*
VANN: WATCH THOSE FISTS! ONE…TWO…THREE…FOUR…
*Darkside lets go at the last second. Seizing the opportunity, Darkside picks Va’iga up by the hair and attempts a vertical suplex. The 350-pound mammoth Va’iga blocks it and sends Darkside up and over with a high-angle bodyslam that bends the London native up like an accordion.*
JACK: WHOA! You talk about high impact—there’s some high impact for you!
CARL: Va’iga’s got the momentum now.
RAY: Yeah right; it won’t last.
*Ray is proven wrong when the Maori Badass continues to smack Darkside around with some more stomps and punches. Meanwhile, Darkside is sent for the ride once again; this time, he’s met with a spear tackle—sending Lionheart head over heels and onto his own head.*
RAY: Oy vey.
JACK: HA! Did I prove you wrong or what Ray!?
RAY: Shut up asswipe.
JACK: Who’re you calling asswipe, asswipe!?
CARL: GENTLEMEN!
*Va’iga picks Darkside up and throws some more punches into the face before sending the London native to the corner. Va’iga attempts a running clothesline, but Darkside counters it with a boot to the face of the Maori Badass. Va’iga staggers and is met by a clothesline from Darkside that nearly decapitates his opponent. With his opponent grounded, Darkside puts the boots to Va’iga before picking him up and sending him down again courtesy of a snap suplex. Once again, Darkside takes the mounting position and starts punching the crap out of the Maori Badass with a series of lefts and rights, but Va’iga pokes Darkside in the eyes before getting some punches in as well. It’s an all-out battle on the deck as both Va-iga and Darkside are trading punches, rolling around, and basically kicking the shit out of each other. The slugfest on the ground ends when Darkside takes the arm of Va’iga and BEGINS BITING ON IT!*
JACK: HEY! Who the hell does Darkside think is he—Mike Tyson!?
RAY: Gotta win the match someway Jackie-boy.
CARL: That’s just disgusting!
*Meanwhile, Mickey Vann is having one helluva time trying to pull Darkside off of Va’iga’s arm, but he manages to do so and gives Lionheart a stern warning.*
VANN: YOU BITE YOUR OPPONENT AGAIN, I’M GONNA DISQUALIFY YOU!
*Faced with the threat of getting himself DQ’d, Darkside, picks Va’iga up once again and sends him for the ride. Va’iga bounces off the ropes and takes Darkside down with a hard spear!*
JACK: There we go buddy!
CARL: A spear from Va’iga, and let’s see if he can capitalize!
*Va’iga stands alone in the ring and delivers a huge “BOO-YAH,” which excites the German crowd some more. Darkside is returned to a vertical base before he is sent down with a standing Samoan Drop. Darkside is in deep trouble now as Va’iga points to the west end of the Color Line Arena before punting the London native in the head with his foot with the Dan Carter Kick!*
JACK: Nice kick there!
RAY: This is not rugby!
JACK: This is fun Ray!
*Va’iga stands alone as he salutes his fans one more time as Darkside slowly gathers himself up and gets back on his feet. The Maori Badass winds up and delivers a left jab.*
FANS: ONE!
*Va’iga delivers a second left jab to Darkside’s skull.*
FANS: TWO!
*The Maori Badass delivers yet ANOTHER jab to the face of Darkside, who’s already suffering from a bloody nose.*
FANS: THREE!!
*Va’iga salutes the crowd by kissing his own fist and giving another shaka as Darkside realizes that he’s in deep shit.*
FANS: oooooooooAAAAAA....
*Darkside can only muster a large gulp as he gets plastered with a Va’iga right hook!*
FANS: BOO-YAH!
*The crowd goes wild for the New Zealand native as he is about to signal that this match is over. The Maori Badass sets Darkside up for the Va’iga Stinger, but Darkside wiggles free! Low blow attempt by Darkside is caught and Va'aiga PLOWS through Darkside with the LARIAT!*
JACK: Ouch!
RAY: NO! Not Darkside! Demitre isn't going to be happy!
[ONE…TWO…THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
(DING-DING-DING!)
FREDDY: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner: "The Maori Badass" Va'aiga!
*"All Mighty Boo-Yah" by plays as the crowd begins to Boo-Yah!*
CARL: Big victory for Va'aiga in this match!.
JACK: I'm looking forward to facing him tonight in the main event!
RAY: I hope he smushes you!
JACK: You know what!?
*Jack slams his headset down and SMACK! A straight right hand from Jack Gaither sends Ray Quadros to the floor, busting his lip in the process.*
CARL: Ray got what he deserved!
JACK: Thanks! I have to go see Max Porter in just a second. I’ll see you guys later.
BRAND NEW FUTURE
Written by: John
*Max Porter stands next to Jack Gaither and his manager Jewel as they are about set for a rare interview.*
MAX PORTER: Well fans, we are just moments away from the Light Heavyweight Title match featuring Jack Gaither and Natalie Snow. So Jack, is it really true that your luck in PWA has been bad as of late.
*Jack snatches the mike from Max, causing him to scurry out of harm's way.*
JACK: You know what Max, just shut your face and go home. I do have the crappiest luck in this organization; in fact, I'm a guy who's had more bad luck than the New York Mets as of late. The fact is this: do you really think I'm a liar Natalie? Do you REALLY think I'm a [BLEEP]-ing liar!? The truth is that I remember what you did to my wife a long time ago, and you know damn well that I never forget the past. You go out there and say to the entire world that my fortune and prestige have come back to haunt me, and you say that my bad luck is due to me alienating every single roster member in PWA? Let me tell you something you dumb BITCH: you will regret the night you laid your hands on my wife during Violation 42, and you will regret the night you called me out and labeled me as a liar! You think I sat there and [BLEEP]-ed around until I got my multi-million dollar contract!? Here's a news flash for you, you dumb broad: I was starring in TV commercials and endorsing products long before I came into this organization. Let me take you back to Houston, Texas--to June of last year to be precise. It was the biggest pay-per-view in the history of the old AWG, and I was scheduled to face a guy named Sage Christensen for that company's top prize. Guess what?! My heart overcame skill to lead me to my very first World title victory, and that's what led the PWA to scout me and sign me in the first place once AWG shut its doors last August. The simple truth is that you have NEVER EXPERIENCED the thrill of becoming a World Heavyweight Champion, you have NEVER signed endorsement deals or appeared on game shows like "Cash Cab," and you have NEVER experienced pain and suffering firsthand...yet. Tonight, in front of 20,000 German "Golden Eagles," I will finally end my run of bad luck and become PWA's next Light Heavyweight Champion, and as God Almighty is my Witness, once I'm through with you, you'll think twice about challenging me. A brand new future awaits me Natalie, and I will see to it that you become history's latest statistic! Jewel, what's our mission for tonight?
JEWEL: FLAWLESS...VICTORY!!
JACK: That's the spirit--let's go babe!
*Jack slams the mike down as he gets ready to do his warmups and final preparations for his upcoming fight with destiny.*
REGULAR RULES
Freddy Fandango vs. Captain Howdy
Written by: Justin
"Do you wanna" by Franz Ferdinand begins to blast through the P.A and Freddy pops out from behind the curtain.. Freddy gets on his knees and lifts his arms up in the air expecting getting cheers, but get boos instead. He leaps like a ballerina over the ramp onto the walkway. He slings his boa over his shoulder as he shuns the fans around him.
Franks: Freddy Fandango is making his way out here, wearing a ridiculous outfit.
Quadros: It's called style, Carl. You should be taking notes. You've worn the same suit to every event since we've started working together.
Freddy walks up the steel steps and uses the ropes to spin to the middle of the apron. He gets on his knees and flashes his jazz hands or "spirit fingers" as confetti shoots out of the turnbuckle around him. He hops over the ropes and starts doing spins and twirls in the middle of the ring. He heads to the turnbuckle and points towards himself as the boos continue. Freddy gets back down in the center of the ring and prepares for his match by lounging on the turnbuckle.
Franks: What is Freddy's deal, anyway. Is he a little...
Quadros: Charismatic? No, he's a lot charismatic.
Franks: No, I mean, don't you think he he exhibits some tendencies that could be construed as...
Quadros: Entertaining? Of course! He's the most entertaining person on the roster.
Franks: I'm just saying that I don't think he's like the rest of the guys in the locker room.
Quadros: I agree with you there. He's far too talented to be lumped in with them.
The lights dim, as "Captain Howdy" begins to play. He walks out from the back, by himself, neither looking into the crowd, or back the way he came. The Captain slides under the bottom rope, then stands, glaring out into the distance, head cocked as if he is listening to someone. He nods once, then removes his jacket and hands it to the attendant, along with his walking stick, giving them stern instructions to take care of it. He then puts his back into the nearest corner, and watches and waits for the match to begin.
Franks: Captain Howdy gives me the creeps.
Quadros: He reminds me of American Psycho. Charming and suave one moment, then a cold-blooded killer the next.
Franks: Only he doesn't have Christian Bale's good looks.
Quadros: Nice to know you're checking out Christian Bale. What were you saying about Fandango a minute ago?
The banter between the announcers is interrupted by the ref calling for the bell and the match beginning. The two men circle each other, with Captain Howdy advancing on Fandango, looking to get this thing going. Fandango, however, is more interested in prancing around, spinning overdramatically away from Howdy each time he lunges for him. With each evasive maneuver comes a pirhouette and preening for the fans.
Franks: Is Fandango here to wrestle or to dance?
Quadros: He's just showing us he's a double threat.
Howdy is none too amused with Fandango is correctly predicts one of his steps, catching him in a collar and elbow tie-up, finally. Howdy's got the strength advantage here and is able to back Fandango into the ropes. The ref tells him to break it up and he does, however, he quickly follows it that up with a European uppercut that stuns Fandango. Howdy grabs Freddy by the arm and whips him across the ring to the ropes on the other side. Fandango bounces off of the ropes and comes right back at Howdy with a springboard back elbow, which causes Howdy to stumble backwards. Fandango doesn't hesitate to follow that up with a spinning heel kick that drops Howdy to the mat.
Franks: I have to admit, Fandango does move around the ring quite gracefully.
Quadros: I heard he was a back-up dancer for NSYNC.
Franks: That's not true...is it?
Fandango is ontop of Howdy in a flash and tries to get him into a double ankle-lock submission hold. Before he's able to secure it, though, Howdy grabs onto the ropes and the ref makes sure that Fandango lets go. Both men climb to their feet and Fandango wants to remain on the offensive, so he charges at Howdy. The former #1 contender to the world championship sees this coming, however, and takes Fandango down with a quick drop-toe hold that slams his face against the mat. Fandango quickly brings his hands to his face to check to see if his nose is broken.
Quadros: Not his face! That's his meal ticket!
Franks: I don't think Howdy cares one bit about Freddy's acting career.
Just as Carl said, Captain Howdy isn't feeling sympathetic towards Fandango at all. He's looking to pounce on Fandango. He's up in a flash and grabs Freddy by the arm and neck, pulling him up to his feet, as well. Once there, he lines Fandango up and hits him with a short clothesline, which drops him straight to the mat. With Fandango down, Howdy takes aim and drops down to his knees, planting a heart punch to his chest. Fandango reacts wildly to the blow, clutching at his chest and rolling around on the mat. Howdy gets up and stalks Fandango, who struggles to get to his feet. Once there, Howdy scoops him up and twists him around so he's holding him upside down. He takes a few steps before dropping down and bringing Fandango down shoulder first onto his knee. After the shoulder breaker, he lets Fandango fall to the mat, clutching his shoulder in pain.
Franks: Captain Howdy seems to have every single move calculted before he does it.
Quadros: It's rare to find someone who always seems like they're in such control.
Howdy is, indeed, in control of the match at the moment. He again helps Fandango up to his feet and hooks him in a reverse facelock. From here, he lifts Fandango up, looking to go for a brainbuster, but Fandango is able to float over Howdy and break free, landing on his feet behind him. Howdy spins quickly, trying to fell Fandango with a discus lariat, but Freddy ducks it and then hits Howdy with a standing dropkick, which sends him sprawling backwards into the turnbuckle. Fandango is up quickly and charges at Howdy in the corner. Howdy is able to get his wits about him in time, however, and when Fandango reaches him, Howdy is able to use his momentum to toss Fandango up to the top rope. Howdy then places him ontop of his shoulders and takes a few steps out of the corner and falls forward, slamming Fandango down on his back.
Franks: Captain Howdy showing some improvisation there with sort of a reverse electric chair drop!
Quadros: I think we should all give Fandango a little credit for performing all of his own stunts.
Franks: This isn't hollywood, Ray! That rolling around in pain you're seeing? That's not acting! He's really hurt!
Howdy isn't giving Fandango any chance to rest after that move and is quickly standing over him, grabbing his legs and twisting them into a standing figure four. At this angle, he has all the leverage, so just the slightest bit of pressure results in the greatest of pain for Fandango. The referee asks him if he wants to submit, but Freddy waves him off. It's difficult to tell if Howdy is disappointed in this or if he's happy he gets to dole out more punishment. He maneuvers Freddy's legs a bit and turns the standing figure-four into the makings of an Indian deathlock. He's able to get it locked in and Freddy yells out in even more anguish. Again the referee asks him if he gives, but Freddy shakes his head no.
Franks: Captain Howdy is proving he's no mere circus clown here.
Quadros: Could a circus clown land a hottie like Nadia Snow?
Franks: I don't know, she seems like a bit of a freak.
Quadros: You better hope Captain Howdy has the sound off when he watches this match.
Howdy seems a little frustrated that Fandango won't submit, despite the painful hold. He reaches forward and gouges Fandango's eyes, which catches the ire of the referee. He forces Howdy to let go of the hold after the blatant disregard for the rules. Howdy is reluctant, but eventually complies, freeing Fandango. Howdy remains in control, however, getting Fandango up to his feet. He's a bit unstable on them after all the pressure that was just ont he joints, but he has no choice but to keep his feet as Howdy whips him into the ropes. On the comeback, Howdy wraps his arms around Fandango. He lifts him up and then brings him down in a violent belly-to-belly suplex. He holds the pin and the referee counts 1...2...No! Shoulder up by Fandango!
Franks: That was a close one.
Quadros: Howdy might be a little surprised he can't put away Fandango, but he's going to need more than a belly-to-belly to finish him off.
Franks: I have a feeling he's got a few more tricks up his sleeve.
Howdy wants to continue to target the legs he's been working on and tries to lock Fandango into an STF. He's unable to lock the move in, however, and Fandango is able to kick him off of him. Howdy is tenacious, though, and comes back to grab Fandango by the legs again, but Fandango wants none of that. He extends both of his legs right into the chest of Howdy, sending him backwards against the ropes. He bounces off the ropes and comes back at Fandango, who has hopped up to his feet and begins charging himself. They meet in the middle of the ring, with Fandango giving Howdy a running Swiss uppercut, knocking Howdy down to the mat.
Franks: Fandango has taken Howdy out with his Fist of Fame!
Quadros: One day, Captain Howdy is going to brag to his grandkids about having his jaw broken by the global icon Freddy Fandango.
Franks: Something tells me he has a better shot at being an infamous international war criminal than a global icon.
Fandango is looking to take advantage of the fallen Captain Howdy and quickly scampers to the nearest turnbuckle, climbing to the top rope.
Franks: It looks like Freddy is looking to deliver his Jumping the Shark!
Quadros: Jumping the Shark has jumped the shark. The new term should be Lesbian Kissed.
Franks: What are you talking about?
Quadros: Every show that's over the hill and trying to gain ratings has a lesbian kiss as a last ditch desperation.
Franks: Really, can't you think of a better time to talk about this?
Fandango leaps off of the top rope and twists through the air, going a full 630 degrees and landing a senton on Captain Howdy. Both men feel the brunt of the high impact maneuver, but Fandango is able to shake away the cobwebs enough to drape a hand over Captain Howdy. The ref counts 1...2...3!!!!
Franks: That's it! Fandango has won! What an incredible upset!
Quadros: This is the role Fandango was born to play...Winner!
Franks: I don't think anyone saw this coming. Quite a notch in his belt.
TRUST ME, NO REALLY, TRUST ME
Written by: Okori & Andrew
As Nighthawk knocks on the door of Natalie Snow's locker room, placing a white towel in front of his face, he waits to hear the sound of enter before walking into the room. Clad in a black Chicago Blackhawks jersey, blue-and-white shorts, and black work boots, the "Wrestling Machine" waits for Natalie to turn around.
Natalie: WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
Nighthawk, smiling behind the towel: 1: I'm waiting for you to finish getting dressed. and 2: I'm cornering you tonight. Didn't Evan tell you?"
Natalie, grabbing a roll of wrist tape: "Yeah.... he told me. But i did not believe him. why would you want to corner me Tristan? do you want to see me beaten and injured so you can come in and snatch the championship from me?"
Nighthawk, sighing as he hands Natalie her boots: "No that's not it. if i wanted your championship.... i would have walked out to the ring, grabbed a microphone and asked you for a shot at it like a man. No,. Natalie, i don't want your title."
Natalie, putting on her kickpads: "So what ARE you doing it for, Tristan?"
Nighthawk: "Well, to be perfectly honest, I think you can do this championship proud. And I wanted to show the fans, and Wren, that you can be just as good of a champion as all of the other greats who held the title before you. is that ok?"
Natalie, sighing: "Sure thing."
Nighthawk, smiling: "Ok. Let's go over strategy. You have an eagle's wings to clip."
REGULAR RULES
Jostrodomus vs. Kaito
Written by: Josh & Andrew
Franks: What a match up we have in store for you next ladies and gentlemen. Jostrodomus looks to stay on track after a wonderful performance last week with partner Va’aiga and Killer Kaito looks to unleash hell once again.
Quadros: Something about Kaito’s new attitude sends chills up and down my spine. The guy is a loose cannon right now and whether or not Joz has size on him…Kaito is going to unleash hell by any and all means.
Franks: I think you are right there Ray. This is going to be one for the ages. Both of these guys have struggled until recently when they’ve come into their own again.
Eerie music begins playing over the loud speakers, causing the lights to turn red and go into a strobe effect. An off-key piano chord strikes several times, causing the lights to flash red with every chord. After the notes play, a low ominous growl can be heard throughout the arena. Just then, "Trash" by Silverchair blares over the arena speakers as white lights go into a strobe effect in tune with the music. Fog emits from underneath the ring, almost engulfing it. Amidst the fog, we see Kaito crawl out from underneath the ring and slink his way into it under the bottom rope. He then crawls to the center of the ring as the bass drum hits, making the lights flash from red to white and back with every drum beat. A voice shouts "ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! FOUR!!!" and sends the lights into a red and white strobe frenzy as the music becomes faster and heavier. At the same time, Kaito slowly rises to his feet and assumes a zombie-like stature once upright. Blood drips from his mouth as he looks out at the cheering fans through a blank stare. He hobbles his way over to the turnbuckles and ascends them to the middle turnbuckle. He then hunches over the corner while continuing to stare blankly out at the fans and letting the blood drip from his mouth onto the top turnbuckle and ringpost.
Franks: Crazed is the only word I can use to describe this man right now.
Quadros: Scary as hell works as well, but that’s three words.
"Mother Fucker of The Year" by Motley Crue blasts over the PA system as the fans start to cheer. Smoke fills the entrance way and Jostrodomus emerges from the smoke arms in the air, fist clinched, ready to fight. He walks down to the ring with that shit eating grin on his face that we've all become accustomed to and arrogantly gets into the ring as the fans continue cheering. He throws his arms in the air for one last firework show and pop from the fans before leaning against the ropes before the match starts.
Franks: I must say Joz looks ready to give it hell against Kaito, but I think even Joz is going to be surprised about the recent tenacity of Kaito.
Quadros: Joz is in for a beating…Plain and simple. I wouldn’t be surprised if Wren paid Kaito extra to just destroy him.
Franks: I’ll believe that one when I see it.
Inside the ring the bell rings and the match is underway. Joz wants to lock it up to start things out but Kaito has a different agenda and instantly begins to kick away at the legs of Jostrodomus trying to chop him down. After a couple swift kicks Kaito has Joz to his knees and counters it up with repeated kicks to the chest area of Jostrodomus, kicking the wind right out of him. Joz hunching over now and Kaito delivers a vicious kick to the face of Joz that sends the big man falling face first to the mat.
Franks: I think Kaito may have knocked him out with that.
Inside the ring Kaito rolls Joz over for the cover…1..2….and Joz is able to kick out. Kaito quickly jumps to his feet and helps Joz to his who throws a wild punch that Kaito is able to duck out of the way of…Kaito with a kick attempt, but Joz catches his leg only to find another planted square on the side of his head. Joz down to the mat once again here in the early going as Kaito looks to add to the assault and quickly goes for a standing moonsault…connection…Kaito with the cover…1…2……2.55555 and Joz is able to kick out. Kaito helping Joz to his feet here and Joz is able to get a couple of elbows in…Joz bouncing off the ropes now and connect with a vicious clothesline to the former Premiere Champ. Both men to the ground here as the crowd cheers for Joz to get to his feet. Meanwhile Kaito seems to be coming around as is Joz…Both men to their feet here and Kaito connects with a quick right hand, but Joz counters with one of his own…Killer Kaito standing and trading blows with the big man!
Franks: Kaito has lost his mind!! Trading blows with Jostrodomus.
Quadros: Hey…I like it…He’s got balls.
Joz starting to gain control of Kaito now as he’s got a headlock locked on and seems to be wearing Kaito down a little bit. Kaito trying to fight his way out of it and is able to use his gifted talents to get to the ropes, but Joz isn’t breaking the hold…The ref forcing Joz to break the hold and OH MY….Kaito with a hell of a slap to The Number One Stunner.
*POP FROM KAITO FANS*
Franks: I think that may have angered Joz…
Quadros: Well I think Kaito showed what he thought of Joz’s words coming into this match right there!
Back inside the ring Joz and Kaito are trading blows once again before Joz is able to connect with a clothesline that sends Kaito to the ground…Joz waste no time in continuing the assault on Kaito as he delivers a series of stomps to various areas of Kaito’s body hoping to slow the guy down. Finally Joz picks Kaito up off the mat and whips him into the ropes…Kaito bounces back and Joz connects with a spine buster…Joz with the cover…1….2…and a kickout by Kaito. Joz picking Kaito up off the mat here…He lifts him up into the air and holds him for a couple of seconds before connecting with a vertical suplex. Joz with the quick cover…1..2…..2.3333 Kaito with the kick out. Joz showing signs of frustrations as he’s trying to put Kaito away here…He gets back to his feet and helps Kaito to his…Kaito with a couple of quick elbows that send Joz staggering back a little bit…Kaito getting some momentum as he bounces off the ropes…He leaps for a cross body splash but Joz is able to catch him in mid air and slam him back down to the mat. Joz to his feet now as he looks to climb the ropes…He’s to the top as kaito starts to move around on the ground…Kaito to his feet but he doesn’t quite have his senses about him yet and Joz connects with an double axe handle smash that sends Kaito stumbling backwards and to the ground. Kaito on his back here as Joz bounces off the ropes and connects with a quick elbow drop…Joz with the cover again..1..2….and a kickout by Kaito!
Franks: Joz finally getting some offense going here.
Quadros: It won’t last for long!
Inside the ring Joz has just whipped Kaito into the turnbuckle and is in the process of delivering a series of knife edged chops as you see the chest of Kaito getting brighter and brighter from the chops. Joz lifting Kaito up appearing to getting ready to place him on the ropes for a high risk move, but KAITO COUNTER!!! ASAI DDT!! KAITO WITH THE COVER!! 1…2……3..NO!!! JOZ KICKED OUT!!!
Franks: What a counter there by Kaito!
Quadros: That’s what makes him so dangerous!
Kaito helping Joz to his feet now and kicks him the chest a few times before Joz falls to a knee. Kaito follows up with mixed striking combo that puts the big man to his back. Kaito climbing the top ropes now…He’s at the top, he leaps, and connects with a split legged moonsault…Kaito with the cover…1…2….2.9999999999999999 and Joz is able to kick out at the last split millisecond. The fans raising hell now as these two continue to put on one hell of a show. Kaito once again helping Joz to his feet here and whips the big man into the ropes…Joz bounces off the ropes and sends Kaito to the mat with a desperation spear….Joz drapes an arm over Kaito…1….2….and Kaito kicks out. Both men slow to get to their feet as the fans are all but split in half here with this match.
Franks: Neither man is wanting to give up and lose this match Ray!
Quadros: Oh…But Joz will…Wren’s going to play a role before this thing is over!
Back inside the ring Joz is the first to his feet, but Kaito’s right behind him…Kaito’s punch is ducked by Joz who’s able to spin around behind Kaito and connects with a reverse ddt….Joz rolls over into the mount position and begins to rain down punches on Kaito as the fans count along…
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Joz gets to his feet and picks Kaito up by the back of his head before connecting with a quick forearm smash that sends Kaito stumbling back into the turnbuckle. Joz picking Kaito up and setting him on the turnbuckle now…Joz with a couple of punches before lifting Kaito into the air…and he connects with a gorilla press slam!!! Joz with the cover…1…2…..and a kickout once again by Kaito. Joz picking Kaito up here and slaps him across the face showing a sign of disrespect to Killer Kaito which seems to wake up a beast inside the crazed man!! Joz connects with a right hand trying to hold off the assault that’s about to occur but Kaito pushes through the punch and lands one of his own staggering Joz. Kaito with a running start and ducks under a Joz clothesline attempt…Kaito bounces back and hits a spiral clothesline…Kaito jumps to his feet and picks Joz up off the mat he whips Joz into the ropes, but The # 1 Stunner gets caught up in the ropes and Kaito seizes the opportunity. He get s a full head of steam and connects with a flying high kick that breaks Joz free from the ropes and sends him tumbling to the outside!!!
Franks: Kaito is a man on a mission tonight!!!
Quadros: Yes he is!!! I’m loving every minute of this!
Franks: Just the other week you were cheering for Joz Ray! Why the change of heart?
Quadros: Gonna tell you something you don’t know about me Carl Franks….I smoke rocks!
Killer Kaito's eyes blaze with murderous intent as he stares from his vantage point in the ring down at Joz as the latter shakes his head in an effort to regain his bearings and then springs off the other set of cables ; The Number One Stunner begins to slowly rise to his feet...just in time to be caught flush by his opponent's Handspring Moonsault as Kaito goes flying over the top rope directly onto the prone form of his rival! HOLY SHIT! The referee quickly takes up the count as Kaito climbs back to his feet as if nothing had happened, and then lets out a beastial growl as assumes the rear mount and applies a grounded full nelson to his rival before bouncing his head off of the floor a few times before lifting him up and taking him over into a Deadlift Dragon Suplex that sends Joz crashing stomach first into the steel stairs at ringside!
Franks: Joz may have some broken ribs after that one!!!
Quadros: I like the sounds of that!!!
Killer K watches Joz dangle helplessly for a moment across the stairs, and then rolls in to the ring, which causes the official to break the count. As it turns out, his stay inside the ring is short-lived, for Kaito grabs the onto the top stand and slingshots over the rope into a Diving Double Foot Stomp onto the back of Joz's shoulders, casuing him to flip forward helpless and land hard on his back! OOOOOOH!!!! Kaito isn't content to leave it at that, for he immediately pulls the LA native back to his feet by the arm, and into a nasty shoot kick to the gut! Letting out a prial yell, the Killer then spins Joz around and sends him hurtling over the barricade and into the first row of the crowd, sending chairs and spectators flying all over the place!
Franks: This is getting out of control!!! Kaito is on a RAMPAGE!!!
Quadros: I bet Wren is loving this!!!
Kaito watches Joz lie amidst the wreckage, looking dead to the world and then hops over the barricade to inflict more damage to his rival. Pulling Joz back to his feet, Kaito grabs him around the neck once more, and then charges forward with the intent of ramming Joz's head into the guard-rail! No! Joz blocks, and then elbows Kaito a couple of times in the gut to release his grip and then proceeds to bounce the Killer's head off the guard-rail instead! Joz rams Kaito's head into the barricade again! And again! WAIT! Are you kidding!? All that appeared to do was to piss off Killer Kaito, who takes out his anger upon Joz by kicking him in the gut to double him over and then ramming Joz's head into the barrier as hard as he possibly can! Joz slumps helplessly against the guardrail, and isn't in any position to defend himself when Kaito pulls him up and nails him with a Standing Round Kick to the back of the head that causes the Number One Stunner to tumble helplessly over the guardrail and back to the ringside area. Kaito sees that Joz looks to be knocked silly, so he quickly pulls his rival to his feet and rolls him roughly into the ring before sliding in behind him so that he can finish him off!
Franks: Brutal!!!!
Quadros: Indeed!!!
Killer Kaito is out in full force now as Joz gets to his feet…Kaito grabbing a hold of Joz and whips him into the turnbuckles!! YAMIKAZE CONNECTION!!!! Kaito with the series of boots that looks to have Joz all but down and out…Kaito pounds the mat and sizes Joz up as he helps him to his feet…KAITO SETTING HIM UP FOR THE JIENDO!!! He motions to the crowd that it’s time, but Joz reverses and flips Kaito up and over his shoulder…Joz turns around and is able to avoid the drop kick attempt from Kaito…Kaito jumps to his feet to find himself the victim of a clothesline from the big man, but bounces right back up to his feet to have Joz catch him with a fisherman suplex into a pin…1…2…..2.88888888888 Kaito with the kick out. Joz gets to his feet as he helps Kaito up…Joz whips Kaito into the ropes and Kaito ducks another clothesline attempt from Joz…Kaito able to stop his speed and whips Joz around…Kick to the midsection…Kaito going for the JIENDO AGAIN!!!! WAIT!!! JOZ GETS PULLS HIS HEAD FREE….# 1 STUNNER!! # 1 STUNNER!!!! JOZ WITH THE COVER…..1…2……THREE!!!!! JOZ WITH THE WIN!!!!
Franks: Jostrodomus picks up the victory here!!!
Quadros: Damnit! Killer dominated that match!!!!
Franks: He may have, but Joz was able to get his head free and hit his trademark move there!! What a match!! What a singles win for The Number One Stunner!!! He looks to be back on track, but Kaito still has some more hell to raise tonight!
Quadros: I’d be scared if I were those other guys in that match…Kaito’s going to be pissed…He wants that cure and he wants his god damn belt back!!! Wait a second!!! Here comes WREN!!!!
Franks: Kaito just clobbered Joz!!!
Kaito begins an attack on The Number One Stunner as Wren rushes down to the ring smiling!! She gets into the ring and begins to order Kaito around as he continues kicking and punching away at The Number One Stunner.
Wren: Get him!!! Take him out!!!! Now!!! YOU’D BETTER LISTEN TO ME!!!
Kaito picks Joz up off the mat as if he’s going to continue his assault when out of no where he blast Wren in the face with a hellacious kick that knocks her out cold!!!! He steps out of the ring and walks to the back as Joz gets to his feet and looks down at Wren and smiles. He starts to head out of the ring when he turns back around and takes the wig off her head to reveal her still fairly bald head…
Quadros: That bastard will pay!!!
Franks: Which one?
Quadros: Both of them!! The little Jap and that worthless Jostrodomus!!!!
HIGH HEELS?
Written by: Okori and Andrew
(An impatient looking Nighthawk is shown lingering outside the locker room of Natalie Snow, awaiting the stort of her first defense of the PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship against Jack Gaither.)
Nighthawk: She should be out here by now. What on earth could be keeping her?
(At that moment, the door to Natalie's locker room opens, and Natalie emerges, wearing a wide grin on her face, a flashy low cut red and black pantsuit, and a pair of stilletto heels.)
Natalie: Sorry, Tristan. Wasn't feeling the white outfit this evening so I decided to change.
Nighthawk: Umm...you decided to change this close to the match?
Natalie, shrugging: Yeah...why not? I think that it's important for a champion to look the part, don't you?
Nighthawk: Personally, I think acting the part of champion is a little more important, to be honest.
Natalie: Well, that's important, too, I suppose....but, I think that it's important for a competitor to feel as comfortable as possible with themselves prior to the match, and, I dunno, I just feel more comfortable wearing this outfit right now.
Besides, bloodstains are bitch to wash out of white clothing, and something tells me that a lot of Gaither's blood is going to be shed in this encounter.
Nighthawk: Uhh...OK...But, Natalie, do you really think that it's a good idea to be wrestling in high heels? It may not be such a good idea, given how reliant you are upon your speed and agility to win matches.
Natalie, after considering that for a moment: Yeah, I suppose you're
right. I guess I'll wrestle barefoot...
*Slips put of her shooes* I find that I have better footing like that than I do with those boots, anyway. Still, I think I'll take these heels with me...A girl never knows when she'll have need for a good set of shoes.
Nighthawk, under his breath: Oy vey...
Natalie: What was that?
Nighthawk: I said "OK"
Natalie: That's what I thought. *Begins to skip happily toward the entrance* Come on, Tristan, let's go! I can't wait for this match to get started...It should be a LOT of fun...!
Nighthawk, shaking his head and muttering as he begins to follow her: Yeah...fun...great. Oh well, seemed like a good idea at the time.
TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT
(#1) Jake Keeton & Ryan Shane vs. (#8) Criminal Intent
Written by: Sam
Franks: Here is yet another match in PWA’s tag team tournament, where former PWA tag team champions Jake Keeton and Ryan Shane take on a tag team that have dominated the scene in other federations.
Quadros: And that domination continues tonight, because Criminal Intent are INTENT on leaving here with a win.
Franks: I wouldn’t right Keeton and Shane off if I were you, there matches with the Likes of Wing Zero will go down in PWA history, although the tag team titles were only around briefly the feud that raged between those two teams was immense, Keeton and Shane went undefeated until the tag titles were vacated.
Quadros: Only because Criminal Intent wasn’t around back then.
Franks: Please! Lets just get to the match shall we?
The camera moves over to the ring announcer who holds the microphone to his lips.
Announcer: The next match is scheduled for one fall! Weighing in first at a combined weight of 544Lbs we have CRIMINAL INTENT!
A siren goes off. Then a loud pyro goes off in the center of the stage as the siren shuts off to give way to "Jambi” by Tool. Pierce Cavanaugh and Jackboot enter from behind the curtain. Jackboot kisses each of his biceps, Justice and Order, as Pierce preps by throwing spinning heel kicks and punching the air in front of him. After both are through, they look at each other and nod as they begin a sprint into the ring. Jackboot slides under the bottom rope as Pierce launches himself onto the apron and does a flip over the top rope. They both catch their feet in the ring and give each other a double fist pound.
Announcer: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 427Lbs they are the team of Jake Keeton and Ryan Shane!!!
A mix between Hunt You Down" by Saliva and “Right Now" by Van Halen begins to play as the former PWA Tag Team champions make their way down to the ring and ready for battle.
Franks: This should be a show stealer if ever I saw one!
Quadros: Nah, Criminal Intent will wipe the floor with those two posers.
Franks: Are you referring to Keeton and Shane as posers?
Quadros: Quite frankly yes, one of them needs his hair cut and the other has two first names!
Franks: I think you will find that RYAN is his first name and SHANE is his surname, and looking at that do you got there I wouldn’t be judging anyone’s hair.
In the ring the ref signals for the bell, and it looks like Jake Keeton and Jackboot are about to start up, Jackboot pounds on his chest and then raises his arms in the air.
Franks: The fans don’t seem to have a lot of time for Jackboot.
Quadros: What? They are booing Keeton for being less of a psychical specimen.
Keeton smiles with a cocky grin he has been known for and then calls the big man on, Keeton raises his arm and looks to be going for a power struggle.
Quadros: Ha, ha...How stupid!
Jackboot reaches in to take Keeton by the hand but Jake quickly drops with a sharp drop kick to Jackboots right knee, taking the bigger man down to one knee , Keeton quickly hops back up and delivers a sharp kick to the side of Jackboots head before darting back against the ropes and drilling him with another drop kick, this time hitting Jackboot square in the face.
Quadros: That’s pure speed right there!
Franks: SPEED? Don’t we drug test these guys?
Keeton who is known for his technical offense quickly applies an arm-bar, he wrenches back tightly leveraging his enter body weight so that he can try to pop out Jackboots elbow joint.
Quadros: Seems like cheating to me!
Jackboot looks ready to tap out when out of nowhere his partner Peirce Cavanaugh leaps from the top rope down onto Jake Keeton with a splash, Ryan Shane attempts to enter the ring but the ref quickly stops him, allowing Cavanaugh to hit some harsh stomps to Keeton.
Franks: How about that, is that cheating?
Quadros: No, that’s called teamwork!
Cavanaugh quickly rolls out of the ring leaving Keeton down thus allowing his partner time to regroup, Jackboot still sensing a sting from his arm decides to continue with what his partner started by stomping down on Keeton, after some hard stomps Jackboot takes Keeton by his hair and lifts him up.
Quadros: It’s over now Keeton!
Jackboot lands a harsh forearm to Keeton’s chest followed by a European uppercut that almost knocks Keeton out cold, Jake falls to his knees, but his held still by Jackboot who places Keeton’s head between his legs and Power bombs him straight to the mat!!!
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Quadros: I think the only way Keeton kicked out then was because he had a convulsion where Jackboot planted him so hard!
Jackboot looks pissed and then turns to his partner who is brimming to get in, Jackboot then looks at an electrified Ryan Shane before standing up and slowly walking over and tagging in Cavanaugh! PC laughs while pointing down at Keeton before swinging his hips and torso with and Elbow Drop, but Keeton rolls out of the way and straight into his corner where he uses all his strength to tag in Ryan Shane!
Franks: Here comes trouble!
Quadros: Trouble? I have a hard time with this kid, first he was “Some Day” and now his “Right Now!” What’s next? “Maybe tomorrow? I’ll wanna settle down...”
Franks: Did you just sing the lyrics to 80s kids cartoon The Littlest Hobo?
Quadros: That I did...
Shane runs in and before Cavanaugh can even get to his feet he hits him with a picture perfect Shane-ing Wizard, almost decapitating the Adrenaline Rush.
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Shane darts up and runs fall speed at Jackboot and knocks him off the corner to the outside, Shane turns to Cavanaugh who is staggering around the ring and plants him with DDT followed by a float over.
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Franks: Shane is on fire!
Quadros: I wish he was...
Shane lifts PC up and then Irish whips him to the corner, where he charges and hits a body splash, Shane then Tag’s in Jake Keeton who hops over the ropes, the two former PWA Tag Team Champions then hoist Cavanaugh up and drill him with a double Suplex!!!
Franks: Now that’s real team work.
Keeton and Shane turn only to be blind sided by Jackboot with a double clothesline, Shane hits the back of his head hard and then rolls out of the ring.
Quadros: NO THAT’S TEAM WORK!
Jackboot takes Keeton by his hair and tosses him out of the ring also, he then checks on his partner despite the Ref yelling at him to leave, but Jackboot ignores him and lifts his partner up, And then Jackboot hoists Cavanaugh up in a gorilla press position.
Quadros: What? That’s your partner, surely he hasn’t turned on him?
Jackboot with a sinister smile on his face then launches The Adrenaline Rush over the top rope and down onto both Keeton and Shane!!!
The fans erupt with a chant, which sounds a lot like “holy shit” Jackboot stands in the ring and raises his arms as a replay is shown...But on the reply you can see that Cavanaugh only landed on Ryan Shane, he didn’t even tough Jake Keeton.
Franks: This match has had it all so far...
Keeton slides into the ring as Jackboots back is turned and runs at him hitting a forearm to the back followed by a full strength Dragon Suplex!!!!
Franks: Oh my god! That must have taken everything Keeton had!!!
Keeton rolls you can see his face has turned red where he exhausted so much of his strength, but he isn’t finished, Keeton manages to regain position and lift Jackboot for a second time and plant him with a huge Tiger Suplex!!!!
The fans go insane chanting “TRI-PLEX” Over and Over as Keeton goes for his third and final Suplex, Keeton locks it in read to lift Jackboot for the final time...WHEN...Cavanaugh slides into the ring and cracks Keeton across the back of the head and neck with what looks like a super-kick!!!
Quadros: Ha, ha!!! Would you look at that!?
Jackboot and Keeton crumble as Cavanaugh begins to climb the top rope, as the ref tries to get the fallen Jackboot out of the ring, but as PC is on the top rope Ryan Shane jumps up on the turnbuckle and pushes him...Cavanaugh falls landing groin first on the ropes.
Franks: Ooh that’s gonna hurt!
Quadros: Cheating again, I just hate these cheats!
Franks: Unless you happen to be cheering for them!
Keeton begins to drag himself to the ropes as PC hangs holding onto his balls, Keeton gets a tag...Ryan Shane runs into the ring takes hold of the rope straddling Cavanaugh and drills him to the mat with a variation of the RIGHT NOW-Thern lights suplex!!!
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Announcer: Here are your winners!!! RYAN SHANE AND JAKE KEETON!!!
GOING OLD SCHOOL
Written by: Will
Spotlights swirl around the arena as the trademark sound of Tom Morello's guitar judders into life. The members of the WKN walk out as the main riff hits, and on the last four crunching chords, the pyro begins with the small explosions
*POP* *POP* *POP*
KNOW YOUR ENEMY!
*BOOOOOOOOOOOM!*
The lights fade back in as Zack De La Rocha's vocals kick in and the big pyro dies down. The four men approach the ring, The T2SF sliding in and climbing on the far corners, Joz and Va'aiga stepping into the ring and taking their positions on the two free corners. All four pose for the crowd before climbing back down and standing in the middle of the right. Va'aiga signals down for a mic to be tossed up, which The Maori catches one handed. Va'aiga addresses the crowd...
Va'aiga: I guess you've all been hearing the rumours. I guess the buzz around the world about this new unit in Premiere Wrestling, this new stable of talented, experienced guys that may be running together has got to you. I guess you're all wondering, "Va'aiga... what's up with you, Jostrodomous and A Tendency 2 Start Fires." Well we are here to inform you that those rumours are true. What you have here before you are four people, four WRESTLERS dedicated to doing business, and doing business the right way. Tell 'em J-O-Sizzle.
The crowd pops huge and starts an arena wide "JOS-TRO-DO-MUS" chant, complete with clapping in time at the end. Va'aiga hands the mic to Joz' who is the picture of calm, collected style. Joz pauses for the crowd volume to die a little before continuining.
Jostrodomus: When I got paired with The Maori in a tag match, when the bookers had the foresight to put The Number 1 Stunna and The Maori Badass together, we got talking. Talking about the old days. Talking about how things used to be done, how things SHOULD be done. And I realised, there's so many people out there who want to make a name for themselves at the expense of the big names in this industry. So many shortcut takers and cheap shot artists. So when The Maori told me that there were more people who thoughts like us, not just people in the crowd but wrestlers in the back, I was interested. Then when he mentioned two guys both me and The Maori go WAY back with, straight away I told him, "I'm in." So from now on all of those con men and shortcut masters need to be warned. We ARE coming for you. We WILL teach you what being a veteran in this business means. Take it Cody.
Jostrodomus hands the mic over to the more talkative member of A Tendency To Start Fires who confidently ocntinues the mission statement of this new stable.
Cody: For the last few weeks people have been asking me, "Cody? Why are you and T-Man jumping to the defence of Va'aiga and Jostrodomus?" Why? Because it needed to be done. You see when Va'aiga came asking for me, when he told me how he wanted to make the young guys on the roster understand what Old School Wrestling was all about, he was preaching to the converted. There are too many guys who want to make a name for themselves without putting the effort in. There are too many guys who think wrestling is about something other than getting that pinfall, that submission, that clean victory. Well those wrestlers are about to see how business should be done. These four wrestlers, the smashing machine from just outside San Jose, the icon of professwional wrestling from the City of Angels and this talented tag team from San Fran... we are going to make a difference.
Va'aiga takes the mic back off Cody to round off the promo. The crowd are buzzing already at the four men in the ring and Va'aiga rides the wave of crowd noise as he finishes up.
Va'aiga: You see Joz mentioned something way back when we were preparing for Fandango and Recoba. He talked about how we always used to get things done and about how we can expect each other to get things done now. He talked about how a mob runs tight. Then as I was chilling, listening to a little music, I realised we ARE that tight. We get things done West Coast Style. We get things done like the f**king Cosa Nostra. And so, this little unit has not only a purpose, but a name. PWA, Mob Rules isn't just the next Pay Per View. Mob Rules is what will happen to anyone, ANYONE who crosses Va'aiga, who crosses Joz, who crosses A Tendency 2 Start Fires. Mob Rules is what will happen to those foolish enough to cross the... WEST! KOASTA! NOSTRA!
Jostrodomus: Damn straight.
As Jostrodomus adds his seal of approval to the newly formed stable, the crowd roars into a huge "DUBYA! KAY! ENN!" chant. Va'aiga nods along with the chant before the four men take their positions on the corner posts again.
Quadros: The West Koasta Nostra announcing their presence to the rest of the PWA roster. This could be fthe formation of a new power base in Premiere Wrestling. Stay tuned for more after the break!
TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT
(#3) Cornerstone Wrestling vs. (#6) Chris Michaels & Dade Davis
Written by: Bob & Neil
Ferdinand: This next match-up is for the PWA Tag Team Championship Tournament! Introducing first from…
“Plowed” by Wax Ecstatic begins to play, cutting off Freddy Ferdinand in the middle of his announcing job. Fat Ferdinand looks around asking who the hell would interrupt his greatness. Out steps Cross Recoba and Freddy Fandango, the 21st Century Rat Pack!
Franks: What the heck do these two want? We have a match going on here!
Quadros: They’re just livening thing up, Carl. I need…I mean, the PEOPLE need entertainment!
Recoba and Fandango make their way down to the ring waving out to their fans and being as entertaining as one can be walking down to the ring. They’re both wearing ‘CW #1 Fan’ t-shirt as they walk around the ring and head towards Freddy Ferdinand. The ring announcer is quite outraged as he starts giving the two shit about screwing up his gig. Recoba pushes the bell ringer aside and grabs the hammer.
Quadros: Ha! Yes! We’re going to have ourselves a special guest bell ringer in Cross Recoba!
DING! DING! DING!…um, DING! DING!
The crowd roars as Cross Recoba is having a bit too much fun with that ring bell. Freddy Fandango approaches Freddy Ferdinand and asks for the microphone. The big Freddy stares down Fandango and looks like he’s about to take out both men or at least eat them!
Franks: Looks like there’s only room for one Freddy to announce matches, Ray.
Quadros: I wouldn’t mess with Ferdinand. He has about 200 pounds on anybody.
Recoba makes Freddy Fandango back down as Ferdinand is just a straight up brawler and you don’t want that. Instead Fandango pushes a cameraman aside and takes control for our viewing displeasure. There’s a reason why he is in front of the camera instead of behind it.
Freddy Ferdinand: Introducing team number one, at a combined weight of 495 pounds, making their tag-team return to PWA...the team of the “HotShot” Chris Michaels and “The Franchise” Dade Davis…THE ERA!!!
"Back in the day....I dedicated my life to becoming a big rock and roll star....."
"Bait & Switch" by Saliva hits the PA and out from the curtain comes The Era, "The Franchise" Dade Davis, followed by "HotShot" Chris Michaels as blue pyro showers down from above. They have arrogant smiles on their faces, as they are both wearing t-shirts that mock Cross Recoba's popular t-shirt, but instead with the words "One and Done Ratpack." They stroll to the ring, forgoing the outstretched hands of fans in the arena.
Carl Franks: Look at this, this is terrible. These two mocking the 21st Century Ratpack's early exit from this tournament.
Ray Quadros: I guess Recoba and Fandango shouldn't dish it out if they can't take it.
As Davis passes a camera man at ringside, he hold out the front of his shirt and says "Sorry boys" to the camera. Fandango drops the camera and shows his face only for Davis to smile. The Era and 21st Century Rat Pack start to share some unkind words at ringside.
Franks: Looks like we could have an explosive situation here at ringside, Ray.
Quadros: This seems like a cheap plug for PWA merchandise!
Davis slides into the ring under the bottom rope while Michaels makes his way in up the steps. Michaels goes to the near corner, climbs to the second rope and raises his arms in the air. Davis heads to the far corner, climbs to the second rope and arrogantly raises his chin to the crowd as yellow pyro shoots from the vacant corners.
Franks: You have to believe that the odds might be against The Era with the 21st Century Rat Pack hanging around ringside for this match.
Quadros: We can see a match between these two teams break out during this… match!
Sanctuary by Cavalera Conspiracy blasts through the PA system as Jason Sandman and Terminus appear from behind the curtains with Natalie Snow trailing behind them. The Era stares down at them from the ring. Cornerstone Wrestling doesn’t hesitate and just keeps moving towards the ring.
Ferdinand: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 485 pounds, being accompanied by Natalie Snow. Jason Sandman and Terminus… CORNERSTONE WRESTLING!
From behind the camera, Freddy Fandango claps for them as Cross Recoba gives them the thumbs up. Terminus and Jason Sandman pay them no mind as they slide into the ring.
Franks: I don’t think Terminus and Jason Sandman like having the 21st Century as their biggest fans.
Quadros: They should be everything that Cornerstone Wrestling should look up to.
Franks: Oh, give me a break!
The two teams stare each other down in the middle of the ring. Sandman and Terminus turn to decide who is going to start for each team. Michaels and Davis attack them before they can come up with a decision. Davis targets Jason Sandman and starts pelting him with lefts and rights. Michaels grabs Terminus by the head and hits knee strikes to the chest. The bell is called and both teams are going at it. Michaels hits the atomic drop on Terminus while Davis lands a bulldog on Jason Sandman!
Franks: All hell has broken loose in the very first seconds of these matches. The champion and one of his contender seem to be getting it handed to them by the two men who tried to take PWA down just last summer.
Quadros: Oh, you make it sound worse than what it was. Both men are championship material, so they definitely belong in the ring with these two men.
Michaels irish whips Terminus into the turnbuckle, soon Davis whips Sandman into the same turnbuckle crushing Terminus. Davis then irish whips “Hotshot” into both men with a big splash. Sandman stumbles forward as Terminus falls down for a few seconds. Davis hits the stumbling Jason Sandman with a European uppercut knocking him down. Both members of The Era stomp on Cornerstone Wrestling as the referee goes to break them up.
Franks: FINALLY! These two are being broken up so we can actually have a fair fight.
Quadros: This is a tag team match. The Era was doing nothing wrong!
Michaels and Davis fight with the ref as Michaels finally decides to go to the corner. Davis looks at both of his opponents and chooses to focus on Jason Sandman. He kicks him in the gut a few times as Terminus rolls out of the ring. He grabs Sandman by the ear. He puts Sandman up on his knees then runs to the ropes, bounces off and knees Sandman in the face. He pulls Jason Sandman up and attempts a Perfect plex, but Sandman doesn’t budge. Davis tries again, but again, Sandman keeps his feet firmly planted. Sandman reverses it into a full nelson slam as the crowd goes wild. He picks up Davis and hits a high angle side slam on him!
Franks: Sandman making a comeback for his team Terminus is back in his corner.
Quadros: I doubt Davis is going to give Sandman a chance to get to Terminus.
Sandman irishwhips Davis into his corner and tags in Terminus. Jason Sandman takes Terminus and irishwhips him towards Davis for a dropkick with even more power behind it. Dade Davis falls forward. Terminus follows with a 450 roundhouse kick to Dade! Terminus goes to his corner and hits a diving double foot stomp! Terminus picks Davis up and whips him into the ropes and hits a hurricanrana on him.
Franks: Terminus helps with the come back for his team as Davis is far from his corner. This might be the end of The Era.
Quadros: Again, I say that is very unlikely!
Davis quickly gets up to his knee and ducks a shining wizard attempt and runs to his corner tagging in Chris Michaels. Michaels ducks a roundhouse kick attempt and instead hits a neckbreaker on Terminus! He follows up with a second rope springboard moonsault! He goes for the quick cover. 1… Terminus quickly kicks out. He quickly rolls out of Michaels grasp and springboards off the ropes. He ducks a superkick attempt by Chris Michaels. Once again he bounces off the ropes, Michaels ducks another 450 and heads to the ropes bouncing off them as well. The two men attempt a dropkick at the same time! Both are down are the referee gives a count! 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! Michaels and Terminus get back to their feet at the same time and tie up. Both men grapple and Michaels wins the test of strength and hits a snap suplex on the World Champion.
Franks: Michaels really proving right here that while Cornerstone might be the favorite to win, that The Era are clear cut contenders for the tag team titles.
Quadros: I think they are still upset that their seed is so far back.
Franks: Yeah, and I’m sure they are claiming that management is biased against them.
Quadros: They aren’t?
Chris Michaels pulls him back up and goes for a German suplex, but Terminus gets out of it and lands on his feet. He then follows up with a flipping neckbreaker to Michaels! He goes to his corner and tags in Jason Sandman. Michaels back on his feet but gets welcomed with a big boot from Sandman right to the face! Sandman follows up with a curbstomp to Michaels as the camera focuses on Fandango and Recoba both cheering the #1 Contender on. He picks Michaels up and sends him to the turnbuckle hitting a follow up forearm smash. Michaels falls down, still leaning on the turnbuckle. Sandman goes for a running knee but Davis runs out from his corner and hits a clothesline to the back of Sandman‘s head from the apron! Terminus runs across the apron and bounces off the ropes to hit a springboard round house kick on Davis!
Franks: Once again, the rules and regulation can’t keep these two teams in their place.
Quadros: Rules and regulations don’t matter when moving onto to the next round in the tag title tournament is involved.
Davis and Terminus both roll out at opposite sides of the ring as Michaels gets back up and hits an atomic drop on Jason Sandman! Burnt out, he goes to his corner, but realizes that Davis is not there. Frustrated, he goes back to stomping on Sandman. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and hits Sandman with a flying elbow drop!
Franks: What a beautiful elbow drop from Michaels!
Quadros: And LOOK! Davis is back in his corner allowing Michaels to make the tag.
Dade Davis enters the ring and starts hammering Sandman with rights and lefts. He follows up with a lou thesz press to Sandman. He follows with several stomps to his gut. He then lands a rope assisted fist drop. He pulls him up and sets him up for the Franchiser!
Quadros: We could be see the beginning of the end here. He is going for the Franchiser!
Franks: This isn’t over yet, remember four men in the ring makes it really hard to get a pinfall.
Sandman blocks the Franchiser and kicks Davis in the gut. Power slam by Sandman rocks the ring! He pulls up Davis and sets him up for rolling vertical suplexes but Davis blocks it and sends him to the ropes. Davis tries for a clothesline but Sandman ducks it. Davis turns around right in time to get hit by The Venom Strike!
Franks: VENOM STRIKE! BRUTAL MOVE BY JASON SANDMAN! He makes the tag to Terminus!
Quadros: It’ll take more than that to take down The Era.
Franks: This might do it!
Terminus runs to The Era’s corner and knocks Michaels off the apron as Jason Sandman places Dade Davis between the bottom and middle turnbuckles. Sandman then lifts Terminus up on his shoulders and he hits the DANGEROUS power bomb stomp on Dade Davis! Terminus quickly goes for the pin!...1…2!
Franks: Michaels pulls Terminus off Davis and hits a release German suplex on him.
Quadros: That’s teamwork.
Michaels suddenly gets hit with a GORE from behind from Jason Sandman! Jason looks around at the three men that are down and pulls Terminus up to his feet before going back in his corner. Terminus takes a moment to come to then stalks a Dade Davis who is barely getting up! Terminus attack with the triangle lancer!
Franks: The world champion with the submission applied here.
Quadros: Here comes Michaels.
Franks: But Sandman sends him back down with another big boot. No one is staying their corner tonight.
Davis finally reaches the ropes and the hold is broken. Terminus backs up as Dade hangs between the bottom and middle ropes for a while. Terminus goes to kick him in the back of the head but Davis moves out of the way and Terminus gets caught in between the ropes! Davis pulls Terminus off the ropes and hits the Franchiser!
Franks: The Franchiser! Dade Davis hits the Franchiser out of desperation!
Quadros: And here comes the fresh Chris Michaels!
Dade tags in Chris, who begins working on Terminus’s leg with a few stomps. He follows up with a kick to his chest. Michaels pulls Terminus up and sets him on the top turnbuckle. He goes for the superplex but Terminus refuses to move. But Michaels hits him with lefts and rights and then lays him out with the superplex! Chris Michaels makes the pin…1…2!
Quadros: That would have been three if Jason Sandman didn’t break it up.
Franks: Great teamwork by both sides in this match so far.
A frustrated Chris Michaels starts yelling at the ref to “Control the situation!” Suddenly, Terminus rolls him up in a small package …1…2 Michaels kicks out and both men roll away. Terminus tags in Jason Sandman who immediately kicks Chris Michaels in the gut and hits the first Deadly Sin vertical suplex! The fans count out the other six, then he releases Michaels. Michaels lays on the mat holding back in pain. With Michaels down, Sandman goes to the top turnbuckle and hits the moonsault on Chris Michaels! Oh!
Franks: This match has been back forth so far, let’s see if any of these teams can keep some momentum.
Quadros: It hasn’t been even. The Era has been dominating Cornerstone Wrestling. They should be in the Mob Rule Main Event.
Franks: It doesn’t seem that way right now as Jason Sandman is in control of Hotshot!
Sandman hooks the leg. …1…2.., Dade Davis breaks the count, picks up Jason Sandman and hits a perfectplex on him! The ref forces Davis back into his corner. Michaels and Jason Sandman both come to. Quickly, Chris Michaels grabs Sandman and goes for Why Me which Sandman reverses it, kicks him in the stomach and attempts the Honorable Death but when he tries cradling him, Michaels lands on his feet and then sets him up for “Why Me?” again! This attempt reversed into the Snake Vice Grip. Michaels rolls around on the ground before the move is locked in and instead manages to toss Sandman over with an arm drag to save his skin. Sandman with a single leg takedown. He then goes for punches to the temple of Chris Michaels! Chris rolls him and puts him in an armbar. Sandman another reversal into the Snake Vice Grip again! With the move fully locked in, Chris Michaels is in the middle of the ring struggling!
Franks: After a hard fought back and forth, Sandman finally puts Chris this brutal submission.
Quadros: Hold on Hotshot!
Franks: I don’t think he will! Look at the strain on his face.
Before he can tap, Davis runs in and kicks Jason Sandman in the face. Suddenly, Terminus runs out of his corner and kicks Davis in the gut and performs the Sands of Time small package driver!
Franks: Once again, chaos has broken out and Terminus takes out Dade for the time being.
Quadros: I don’t even know who the legal man is anymore.
Chris Michaels hits Terminus with the superkick He pulls him back up and irish whips him into the corner. He follows up with a corner elbow strike! He then puts Terminus on the top turnbuckle and goes for another superplex, but suddenly Terminus repositions himself and Jason Sandman gets back up from behind and they perform a move known as …
Franks: FACE IT…CHRIS MICHAELS IS FUCKED!
Quadros: At this point, I am going to have to agree.
Chris hits the mat hard as Jason Sandman quickly hooks the leg. …1…2…
Franks: DAMMIT! Dade breaks it up again!
Quadros: He’s doing just fine!
Both the illegal men, Terminus and Dade lock up and Terminus hits a hangman’s neckbreaker across the knee. Terminus goes back to his corner as Dade slowly rolls to his as well. Sandman pulls up Chris Michaels as both men are worn out. Michaels fights back, but Sandman throws a punch at the same time and they both fall backwards. The two begin to crawl to their corners where their partners are waiting for them.
Franks: Dade and Terminus now in legally as the two trade blows
Terminus and Dade Davis are looking for the advantage to win this thing! Forearm to the face by Terminus! Right hand punch by Davis! Forearm by Terminus! Punch by Davis! Terminus looks for an Irish whip but it’s reversed by Dade Davis! Terminus off the ropes into the waiting arms of Davis for a spine buster! And NO! Terminus uses his momentum for a hurricane rana! Davis goes flying! Here comes Chris Michaels into the ring illegally! He tries an ax handle from behind but Terminus dodges it. Muay thai kicks to the knees of Michaels until he falls out with a face breaker!
Franks: Oh what a face breaker by Terminus on Chris Michaels!
Cross Recoba and Freddy Fandango go wild for CW! Here comes Dade Davis with his legs wobbling underneath him. Spinning backfist by Terminus rocks Davis backwards against the ropes! Irish whip by Terminus is stopped short as he pulls Davis back in for a northern lights suplex! Bridge! 1!…2!…THRE…KICK OUT!
Franks: This match continues!
Quadros: These guys are bringing some importance back to the Tag Team Titles.
Jason Sandman wants a tag in but Terminus isn’t done yet. The PWA World Heavyweight Champion drops Davis on his head one more time with a Tear Drop suplex! Up to the top turnbuckle goes Terminus as the flash photography goes off! Shooting star press by Terminus on Davis! He hooks the leg as the crowd counts! ONE!…TWO!!….THREE! NO! NO! The Chris Michaels is able to make the save one more time!
Here comes a pissed off Jason Sandman into the ring clubbing Michaels from behind! Sandman tosses Michaels over the top rope and down to the floor before telling Terminus to tag out! Terminus has had about enough of Dade Davis as he picks him up only to drop him again with an STO! This time Terminus tags out to Jason Sandman with a harder than normal tag.
Franks: Here comes Sandman again as he looks to finish this match!
Quadros: He’s the new New Age Punisher, Carl.
Sandman grabs Dade Davis by the head and looks poised to finish the man off with the Honorable Death! But there’s Chris Michaels again, getting up and ready to slide back into the ring to break up the cover. Terminus sees this and runs across the apron. He hops up onto the top turnbuckle and in one fluid motion jumps off with a springboard roundhouse kick that takes HotShot out before he can even get into the ring!
The referee can’t believe what he just saw and looks outside of the ring to see if both men are okay! Dade Davis hits Jason Sandman with a desperation but blatant low blow while the referee isn’t looking! Sandman crumples to his knees where Davis executes the Franchiser inverted reverse DDT again! The crowd boos as 21st Century Rat Pack look heart broken! Dade Davis stumbles to his feet and goes towards a corner. He hopes to the top turnbuckle and jumps off with the SILVER SPOON swanton bomb! CONNECTS! He hooks the leg of Jason Sandman! 1!…2!….THREE!! Recoba is so disgusted he doesn’t even ring the bell.
Ferdinand: The winners of the match and moving on in the PWA Tag Team Tournament….THE ERA!!
Franks: Oh I think I’m going to be sick!
Quadros: They’re back!
As the boos rain down, Dade Davis puts the boots to Sandman just to rub it in. But here comes the 21st Century Rat Pack! Into the ring slides Cross Recoba! Here comes Freddy Fandango! And there goes Dade Davis out of the ring before they can even lay a finger on him! ‘HotShot’ Chris Michaels meets up with Dade Davis on the entrance ramp as they seem to be the only two celebrating their victory. Recoba and Fandango point out to the Era, trying to spur them back into the ring but that won’t be happening.
Terminus is on the outside of the ring trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Sandman is up and doesn’t seem to be looking for answers, only somebody to beat up. He spins Fandango around and gives him the Venom Strike! Recoba turns around and looks to reason with Sandman, even showing off he’s his #1 fan tonight! Yeah Sandman doesn’t buy into that as he kicks Recoba in the stomach only to give him the Long Drop and Quick Stop brain buster!
Franks: Damn it, Sandman! There’s no need for this! They helped you!
Quadros: Does it matter? Wrong place, wrong time. Where they were was convenient for him.
Sandman leaves the ring and blows past Terminus who keeps asking his partner what the heck just happened?
HERO FOR HIRE
Written by: Justin
The scene switches to a furnished library in an office building. Sitting at a rather large oak desk in a very big executive's chair in front of shelves and shelves of leather bound books is Omar Owens, wearing a sharp pinstripe suit.
Voice Over: The following is a pre-recorded paid advertisement.
O2: Have you been the victim of a personal injury? Been injured at work or while on a job? Suffered emotionally at the hands of someone else? You may be entitled to justice, retribution or even revenge.
The camera pans back a little bit as Omar gets up from the chair he was sitting in and comes around to the front of the desk. He leans back against the desk, slightly sitting on it.
O2: I'm Sir Omar Owens, PWA's white knight and I want you to know that you have options. If someone has wronged you, you can count on me to do whatever it takes to make sure that you get what you deserve. I will work tirelessly to see to it that you receive justice. So please, if you need help, give me a call. Do not go it alone. Thank you.
The scene fades out with Omar looking directly into the camera.
LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Jack Gaither vs. Natalie Snow ©
Written by: Andrew
Ferdinand: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the PWA World Light Heavyweight Championship. And, we have just been informed that Comissioner Teague-Gaither has declared this this match will be fought under Extreme Rules!!!!!
*ANTICIPATION OF VIOLENCE POP!*
Franks: Well, I think Samantha Tegue Gaither shows who she's rooting for in this encounter by turning this match into an Extreme Rules match, which would certainly seem to favor Gaither, given the way he's been wrestling and acting recently.
Quadros: Maybe not...I think this might also be of benefit to Natalie...given the fact that she's Natalie.
Franks: You could be right.
~ The opening phrase "God works in mysterious ways..." from Queen's "One Vision" is played, but the lights go out, and the intro to Motley Crue's "Kickstart My Heart'" starts up. Various images of Jack Gaither's matches flash by on the big screen; at the height of the intro, the words "THE GOLDEN EAGLE FLIES AGAIN!" appear on screen. Suddenly, the cameras catch "The Golden Eagle" standing just underneath the roof of the arena. Jack hooks himself up to a zip line, then glides down to the ring as confetti and flashbulbs go off. ~
Ferdinand: Introducing first, he weights 181 lbs, and hails from Corpus Christi Texas, he is the challenger...who wishes to state that he dedicates the match to the memory of his late college football coach, Tom Reilly...He is the Golden Eagle, Jack Gaither!!!!!
~ The opening strains of Santana's "Black Magic Woman" begin to play over the PA system, and the crowd rises to to their feet and bursts into cheers as the arena lights grow dim, and a single snowflake symbol appears on the screen of the PWA-Tron overhead. As soon as the first notes of the main guitar line kick in, a single burst of white pyro shoots up from the ramp, heralding the arrival of Natalie herself, followed by Nighthawk trailing a couple of steps behind her. Ignoring the last-second advice that the Wrestling Machine wishes to give, Natalie instead chooses to acknowledge the cheers with a wide grin and impressed nod of the head, and then sashays toward the ring, giving members of the crowd a friendly wave as the shout words of encouragement. ~
Ferdinand: And, his opponent, hailing from Halifax, Nova Scotia by way of Brandenburg, KY, and weighing in at 125lbs....she is the PWA World Light Heavyweight Champion...making her first defense of the title....she is Natalie Snow!!!!!
~ Once she reaches the ring, Natalie vaults up so that she's in split-legged position on the top rope, and then backflips off into the ring with a flourish. Landing gracefully on her feet, she turns to face her opponent...just in time to be caught by a running Spear that connects with such force that it sends both competitors tumbling through the ropes to the arena floor! Referee Sasha Brown shakes her head in disbelief, but can only shrug and signal the time keeper to ring the opening bell, given the rules of the match! ~
*DING!*
Franks: What a spear by Gaither, and this match has already spilled to the outside!
Quadros: I can't recall another time when I've seen Gaither be this aggressive during the beginning of the match, and that includes his encounter against Pierce Cavanaugh at Playtime's Over! If he keeps it up, I may actually start to like him!
~ Nighthawk looks aghast at what he's just witnessed, and begins to berate Gaither about it as the latter dusts himself off. Gaither tells Hawk to shut up and mind his own damned business, and that he shouldn't have come down to ringside because he's going to wind up getting hurt. Looking unimpressed, the Wrestling Machine tells the Texas native that he's not going anywhere because he wants to help Natalie to become the type of champion that he knows Gaither never could be! Oh oh! Jack did not like that comment, and responds by spitting directly in Hawk's face! Before Nighthawk can react Jewel makes her presence known by leaping onto the Wrestling Machine's back and raking at his eyes! A bewildered, blinded Nighthawk manages to shrug her off, but as he blinks desperately in an attempt to regain his vision, spins him around and nails him with a brutal kick to the groin that drops him like a stone! ~
Franks: Come on! There was no need to do that!
Quadros: Of course there was! There's always a need to treat Nighthawk like the whipping boy that he is! Anyone who spits in Nighthawk's eye is OK by me, and I think I might be in love with Jewel given the way that she's acting!
~ Meanwhile, Gaither has been continuing his assault upon Natalie by stomping down repeatedly onto her ribs; after a moment, he backs up and watches her struggle up to her hands and knees before charging forward into a field goal kick that connects flush against her ribs! THWACK! Natalie is lifted into the air and then flops back down to the floor, whimpering as she curls into fetal position and clutches her rib cage. Jack smirks as he admires his handiwork for a moment, before rolling her over contemptuously with the sole of his boot and then placing his foot on top of her chest while motioning Brown over for the first pin fall attempt of the match: 1...2...Kick Out! ~
* WHAT'S WITH THE ATTITUDE HEEL POP! *
~ Not looking terribly surprised about this, or concerned about the fact that sections of the crowd are starting to boo him for his use of these tactics, Jack simply pulls Natalie up by the hair and then lifts her up into Vertical Suplex position before dropping her down hard onto her stomach across the guard rail! Gaither then lets out a loud battle cry as he measures Natalie before leaping into a Fame Asser that connects hard across the back of Mrs. Snow's neck and causes her to flip foward to the floor! Gaither then rolls on top of her for the cover: 1....2....T-Kick Out! Undaunted, Gaither quickly gets to his feet and then flips backward into a Standing Moonsault Double Knee Drop onto the prone champion's rib cage! Natalie screams out in agony as she rolls around on the floor, holding her gut, and Jack breaks out into a sadistic grin as he watches her for a moment before forcing her onto her back and then hooking the leg after applying the lateral press: 1.....2....TH-Shoulder Up! ~
Franks: I still can't believe the way Gaither is acting tonight! He actually looks like he's enjoying every second of decimating Natalie!
Quadros: Yeah...and it looks like Jewel wants to join in on the action, the same way that she does outside the ring and in between the sheets!
Franks: Was it really necessary to mention that?
Quadros: No...but it sounds pretty hot, so I couldn't see the harm!
~ Jack glares at Natalie in annoyance as he reaches down and grabs her legs before calling his manager over to assist him with the matter of putting her away. After a quick discussion about tactics, the Golden Eagle then lifts Nat into a Catapult, where she's met with a stiff Running Clothesline by Jewel that causes her to fall back directly onto her opponents upraised knees! Suspended helplessly across the knees, Natalie is in no position to defed herself when Jewel leaps up into the air and nails the champion with a wicked Double Stomp to the chest that causes her to flip off the knees and land hard upon the floor, where she lies gasping for breath as Gaither and Jewel smirk down at her stricken form. ~
*NASTY DOUBLE TEAM HEEL POP!*
~ The Golden Eagle then drops down and applies another cover, breaking out into a confident smile as he hooks the leg: 1.....2.....THRE-Kick Out! Gaither and Jewel let out twin groans of frustration, and vent their anger upon Natalie as they double team her with a series of stomps. Additional sections begin to jeer the two, and Jewel tells them to go to hell while Gaither regards Natalie with a predatory glint in her eye as he watches her struggle back to her feet. Stepping forward, the Golden Eagle picks her up onto her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry, and then walks forward to where the steel steps are located and then shouts "This is for you, coach!" as he twist her off his shoulders, looking to connect with the SAMBA SLAM directly onto the steel steps! ~
Franks: THIS COULD BE BAD...!!!
Quadros: FOR GAITHER! NATALIE COUNTERS!
~ Indeed, Natalie is somehow able to use the momentum of this move to spin herself into a DDT that causes Gaither's head to bounce directly off of the steel steps! THUMP! OOOOH! Natalie remains on the floor, trying to gather her wits and recuperate from the beating that she's sustained, while Jack flops onto his back, with blood gushing from the brand-new laceration along his forehead. The only person left standing out of all of this is Jewel Palacios, and after taking a moment to regard the scene with a look of horror on her face, lets out an angry war cry as she barrels forward, looking to clock the rising Natalie with a Running Yakuza Kick! No! Natalie arches back into a Matrix to avoid the attack, and then, in one fluid motion, bridges up and spins herself into her version of Kaito's K.O. Kikku that catches Gaither's manager flush in the face as the latter turns around to face her! ~
Natalie: That's for you Kaito! I'll make these insipid idiots understand that it's never a good idea to disrepsect you!
~ Natalie climbs back to her feet and after taking a moment to regard the scene of carnage that surrounds her, lets out a wild battle cry that earns a huge pop from the fans! Natalie breaks out into a slight smile as she pulls Gaither off of the mat by the hair and then doubles him over with a Mule Kick to the groin! She then hooks her arms around her rival's and then drops down into an Unpretter that spikes her rival's face to the floor! Keeping her arms hooked around her opponent's Natalie rolls backward into a grounded full nelson, and then repeatedly rams his head into the floor from this position, screaming curses at him all the while! Releasing the full nelson, she then leaps into the air and drives the soles of her feet directly into the back of his head with a Double Stomp! Not satisfied at that, Natalie proceeds to apply a Reverse Deathlock to her stricken rival and then pulls him up by the arms and drives him face-first into the floor with a savage Curb Stomp!OH!
Franks: Natalie is really targeting the head of Gaither, isn't she?
Quadros: You mean his face, don't you? Of course, if she keeps it up, there just won't be any of Gaither's face left to target!
~ Keeping the death lock applied, Natalie Snow then grabs her rival's arms and falls backward, pulling Gaither up with all of her might into a Surfboard! As a malicious smile flickers across her lips, Mrs. Snow keeps the submission hold cinched in for a moment and then flips Gaither backward with her legs to execute a Surfboard Driver causing him to fall backward out of the hold and land head-first on the steel steps once again! OOOOH! As the crowd cheers this sick, sick move, Gaither collapses to the floor in a heap, and Natalie rolls back to her feet and then follows up by propelling herself into a beautiful Standing Shooting Star Senton that connects flush across her rival's chest! Natalie then applies the cover, while grinding her forearm into her rival's very bloddy face: 1....2....THR-Kick Out! ~
Franks: It will take more than that to put Gaither away with this much on the line, but, then again, Natalie 's the type to keep launching herself at an opponent no matter how many times they kick out. So, I don't think that she'll be too fazed by that, and will continue to focus upon staying on the offensive!
~ Undeterred, Natalie Snow simply pulls her rival back to her feet by the hair and then delivers a sick head butt to the nose that sends Gaither reeling backward against the barricade! Natalie then follows up with by stepping forward into a beautiful Dropsault that causes the Golden Gaither to flip forward over the guard rail! Natalie climbs to her feet and then hops onto the ring apron ducks into the ring as watches Jack begin to struggle back to his knees and crawl toward the barricade. Just as he manages to pull himself back to his feet, Natalie leaps onto the top rope and sails off into an insane Springboard Missile Dropkick that connects flush against his face and sends him flying several rows back into the crowd! ~
*HUGE HIGH RISK MOVE POP!*
~ Gaither looks dead to the world as he lies amidst a pile of discarded chairs, and Natalie doesn't look all that much better as she clutches her rib cage after landing hard on her side as a result of that last high-risk move. Still, she's able to pick herself off the floor and then hops onto the top of the barricade, staring down at Gaither as the latter slowly begins to roll over onto his stomach. Letting out another way cry, Natalie leaps off, looking to connect with a Flying Splash across the back...NO! Gaither somehow had the presence of mind to grab a chair and place it on top of his knees as he rolls over, casuing Natalie to land torso first against the steel before crumbling to the floor! ~
Quadros: Oh oh! Natalie crashed and burned on that last high risk move, and judging from the look on Gaither's face, I think he'll do everything possible to make her pay for this mistake!
~ Gaither has a sick, pissed-off expression on his bloody mask of a face as he climbs back to his feet and stares down at his sobbing opponent, and then he takes the chair in his hand and rams the butt end of it down his rival's rib cage! THUNK! And again! THUNK! And a third time! THUNK! Natalie despertately tries to cover up and crawl away, but Jack his having none of that as he pulls her up by the hair and drags her up to her feet before applying an Abdominal Stretch and then adding his dreaded Iron Claw to the stomach. Natalie squeals in pain as Jack digs his fingers into her midriff, and Sasha asks her if she wants to quit! NO! Gaither digs in a bit deeper, but Natalie still won't give up! Realizing that he's not going to draw the submission, Jack then takes her up across his shoulder in a Pumphandle then drive her down gut first across the steel barricade the guard rail with a nasty Flapjack! Natalie slides off the guardrail and lies motionless on the floor, and Gaither quickly hops over and applies the cover: 1.....2.....THREEEEEEEE!!!NEW CHAMPI-NO! NOT QUITE! NAT KICKS OUT! NAT KICKS OUT AT 2.9999999999999999999999!!!!~
*INSANELY CLOSE NEAR FALL POP!*
~ Gaither lets out a loud roar of anger as he pulls Natalie up to her feet and then whips her back first into the guard rail near the announcer's table! Jack then screams "THIS IS FOR WHAT YOU DID TO SAMANTHA! THIS IS FOR WHAT YOU DID TO JEWEL! AND THIS IS BECUASE YOU'RE NOTHING MORE THAN A FUCKING BITCH!" and then grabs a steel chair and races forward with the chair raised over his head....directly into a very pissed off Nighthawk's Running Palm Strike to the face after the latter steps in front of Natalie! Gaither crashes hard onto his back, and the now-recovered Wrestling Machine picks up the Golden Eagle and rolls him into the ring before glancing in Natalie's direction and mouthing the words, "All Yours." ~.
* PAYBACK IS A BITCH FACE POP!*
Quadros: There was no call to do that! There was no need for Hawk to get involved!
Franks: Gaither spit in Nighthawk's face!
Quadros: Well...so would I in that situation!
Franks: No you wouldn't!
Quadros: Well, I'd think about it...
~ Natalie smiles and nods her head, and then hops onto the ring apron and waits for Gaither to stumble drunkenly to his feet before springboarding into a Rider Kick that catches the challenger flush in the back of the head! Gaither crashes to the mat, and Natalie scrambles over and applies the cover: 1....2....THRE-NO! Shoulder Up! Taking a deep breath to keep her cool, Snow pulls her rival up by the hair and cinches in front facelock before twisting her rival around and snapping him down into a Hangman's Neckbreaker across the Knee! Once again, Natalie applies the cover, this time making certain to hook the leg: 1......2......THREEENO! Gaither gets his shoulder up again at the last moment! Natalie shakes her head, but keeps her emotions in check as pulls her rival off the mat and takes him over into a Snapmare, before racing off the ropes and nailing him with a nasty low-altitude Flipping Neckbreaker! Rolling through the move and to her feet, Natalie then propels herself into a Front Handspring off the ropes and then connects with a fabulous Moonsault Elbowdrop onto her rival's face! Natalie then rolls over and applies the cover as her eyes go wide with glee: 1.......2.......THREEEEEEEENOOO! Gaither kicks out again! ~
* SO CLOSE AND YET SO FAR GROAN OF FRUSTRATION FROM THE CROWD!*
~Natalie curses under her breath, but manages to pull herself together as she makes her way over to the top rope and waits for Gaither to make his way back to his feet. Once that occurs, Natalie leaps off and connects with a perfect Diving Hurricanrana that sends Gaither sprawling upside down into the nearest corner! Mrs. Snow breaks out into a wide grin as she stares down at Gaither as he hangs upside down, and that grin grows a little bit wider as she spots the stilletto heels that she took with her to the ring and left in her corner. ~
*THE GIRL LOVES HER SHOES, AND WE LOVE WHAT SHE'S ABOUT TO DO WITH THEM ANTICIPATION POP!*
~Natalie quickly grabs then and puts them on and then saunters over to where Gaither is and begins to stomp away at his face with her high heeled shoe! STOMP!! "Think I'm just the wife of Terminus!?" STOMP! "Think I'm nothing more than a little bitch!?" STOMP! "I'm more than that..." STOMP! "I'm more than you'll ever be in your entire life!" STOMP! "I'm the World Light Heavyweight Champion" STOMP! Natalie then climbs up the ropes, and as the crowd goes ballistic, balances on the top strand and then flips backward into a Moonsault Dropkick, driving the heels her her stietto shoes directly into Gaither's nearly unrecognizable face!~
Natalie: I'm Natalie Snow, bitch, and don't you forget it!!!
~ Natalie slips out of her shoes and then near the edge of the ring, but not before propping Gaither back up into a seated position, and then taking one in each hand and bell clapping the challenger so that the heels are driven once again into his face! Gaither slumps to the mat, and Natalie climbs up the turnbuckles, obviously looking to finish matters once and for all. But, just as she reaches the top, JEWEL appears from out of nowhere, and tugs Natalie down by the pant leg, causing her to fall backward and crash hard to the canvas! Nighthawk pulls Jewel down off the apron and then intercepts her attempted kick to his groin before scooping her up over his shoulder before she can attempt to interfere any more in the match! ~
Franks: Who does Jewel think that she is by interfering so much?
Quadros: And who does Nighthawk think that he is by stopping her!? If he doesn't like the fact that she's interfering than he should interfere more often on Natalie's behalf!
~ Meanwhile, Jack Gaither and Natalie have managed to dag themselves back to their feet at roughly the same time; despite taking that nasty bump, Natalie still seems in better shape and takes advantage by nailing Gaither in the face with a Bitch Slap to the face! Gaither takes a step backward and then stands straight up, glaring at Natalie with a maniacal expression on his face. Natalie sneers in response and then slaps him for a second time! Nothing! Rolling her eyes, Natalie then launches a Spinning Back Fist, only to have Gaither catch the arm! Before Natalie can react, the Golden Eagle whips her into the ropes and then scoops her up on the rebound and drives her down hard with a Bridging Samoan Drop for another pin fall attempt: 1....2....THRE-Shoulder Up! ~
Franks: And the momentum swings back in favor of the Golden Eagle! Both of these competitors are putting on a memorable show this evening, aren't theY?
Quadros: They certainly are...but I think Gaither wants to end it sooner, rather than later.
~ Gaither growls in frustration as he hauls Mrs. Snow back to her feet by the hair, and then doubles her over with a kick to the gut, and hoists her upside down into the air, holding her...and holding her some more.....and still some more...before finally dropping down into a Delayed Vertical Suplex and rolling over for another pin fall attempt: 1...2...THRE-Kick Out! Gaither looks like he wants to end matters once and for all as he grabs Natalie's legs and tries to twist her into a Boston Crab. Natalie desperately tries to squirm free but Gaither won't be denied and manages to turn her over! Natalie's shieks of pain can be heard throughout the arena as she desperately tries to resist the effects of the submission, even as Gaither sits down on the hold to exert more pressure on the hold. As Jack breaks out into a sadistic grin, he then converts the hold into the STF that he refers to as the DOUBLE WHAMMY! ~
*SUBMISSION FINISHER POP!!*
Crowd: PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON
Quadros: This is it! We've got a new champion!
Franks: Maybe not, Natalie is still trying to reach the ropes!
Quadros: Gaither's got that hold cinched in, and even if Natalie can make it to the ropes, Jack doesn't have let go of the hold!
Franks: Well, Natalie's trying to reach something...!
~ Indeed, Natalie desperately reaches out with wide eyes, obviously searching for something to help her break the hold. After a couple of moments, she's successful when she manages to grasp onto one of her discarded shoes...which she then grabs with both hands and uses to drive the point of the heel into her rival's face! Gaither yells out as he releases the hold and grabs his face, allowing Natalie the opportunity to roll to the outside and attempt to recuperate from the effects of the hold. Gaither slams the mat with fury as he climbs back to his feet, and then unleases it upon Natalie but propelling himself over the top rope into a Corkscrew Plancha that connects flush against her just as she begins to rise off the floor! Poor Natalie finds herself being squashed into the floor, and Gaither breaks out into a maniacal grin as he picks himself up and stares down at her with an evil expression on his face. ~
* NO GOOD CAN COME OF THIS HEEL POP! *
~ Hauling Natalie to her feet, the Golde Eagler picks her up, and for a moment, it seems as though he'll attempt the Samba Slam. Instead, he merely dumps her on top of the announcer's table, and then ducks underneath the apron and emerges with a massive, 20 foot tall ladder. As the crowd volume increases to ear-splitting levels, Gaither sets up the ladder so that it looms over the announcer's table, and then begins to scale the rungs, as that sick, manical grin goes ever wider!~
Franks: You have to be kidding me! He's going for the Shaka!?
Quadros: He won't just win the match if this connects, he'll end Natalie's career! And, judging by the way that she looks at the moment, I'm not sure if there's anything that she can do to prevent that from happening!
~ Gaither finally reaches the top and stares down at the prone form of Natalie Snow and then lets out a wild roar as the crowd voices a mixture of displeasure with the fact that he wants to destroy a fan favorite, and anticipation about what he's about to do to himself and to Natalie! Jack shouts "THIS IS FOR YOUR COACH! THIS IS FOR KATHERINE! THIS IS MY DESTINY AND I WILL NOT BE DENIED!" And, with that, Gaither sails off into his signature Corkscrew Moonsault....DIRECTLY ONTO THE FORM OF NIGHTHAWK AFTER THE LATTER RELEASED HIS GRIP AND JEWEL, SHOVED NATALIE OFF THE TABLE, AND TOOK THE BRUNT OF THE BLOW HIMSELF!!! Jack Gaither and Nighthawk both go crashing through the table, and lie motionless amidts the wreckage as the crowd goes APESHIT over what they just witnessed!!!~
Franks: NIGHTHAWK JUST TOOK THE SHAKA INSTEAD OF NATALIE! NIGHTHAWK JUST SACRIFICED HIMSELF!
Quadros: YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING!
~ As the "Holy Shit" chants continue to circulate, Natalie Snow stares wide-eyed down at the downed forms of Gaither and Nighthawk, and then hears the primal scream of Jewel as the latter charges toward her with a look of anger on her face! Natalie leapfrogs over the charge, and then backflips into a Pele Kick that catches Jewel flush in the face and causes her to drop like a stone. Natalie then makes her way over back to the ring, and after checking on the condition of Nighthawk, manages to drag him away from the vicinity of the badly winded Gaither before grabbing the discarded chair and swininging down hard across his prone form! CRACK! And again! CRACK! Once more! CRACK! Gaither lies quivering on the floor and Natalie uses her husband's signature taunt as she draws her thumb across her throat while hopping onto the ring apron. As the crowd goes BALLISTIC, she then proceeds to leap onto the top strand, and then flip backward once...and then twice...onto the prone form of her battered opponent!
*FINISHER POP!*
Franks: SNOW FALL! SNOW FALL! NATALIE SNOW JUST CONNECTED WITH A SPRING BOARD SNOW TO THE OUTSIDE!
~ Natalie winces upon impact, and clucthes her ribs as she flops down beside her challenger, but is somehow able to will herself to roll over and drape an arm across his chest as the crowd begins to count along with Sasha Brown: ~
Crowd: ONE......................TWO.......................THREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Ferdinand: Here is your winner...and STILL PWA World Light Heavyweight Champion......NATALIE SNOW!!!!!!
~ Natalie Snow climbs to her feet and breaks out into a wide smile as Sasha Brown raises her arm and hands her the belt, and then stares at the rising form of Nighthawk and extends her hand to him, mouthing the word "thanks" as he accepts the handshake and smiles his approval. The two make their way up the entrance ramp, acknowledging the cheers of the fans with grins as the official checks on the condition of her opponent.
Franks: What a match! Natalie Snow makes the first successful defense of her title and overcomes a spirited effort by Jack Gaither in order to do so.
Quadros: Yeah, it sucks for Gaither that he lost a hard fought match, and missed out on the chance to become Light Heavyweight Champion, it sucks that he now has to say that he lost to not only one, but two chicks, but what really sucks is that he now has to go out, and wrestle in the draw for the Premiere-Atlantic titles.
Franks: Yeesh...the man reallyd does have (censored) luck, doesn't he?
DOUBLE DOWN
Written by: Rich
::The camera switches to the backstage area, where we see the man known as Captain Howdy walking down the hallway. He spins his walking stick like a baton, as he whistles a happy little tune. He reaches a door that is marked "Nikki Cortez" and stops. His smile fades a bit, but then he knocks on the door and waits.::
NC: Come in.
::The Captain opens the door and walks in. Nikki is dressed nicely tonight, and she looks somewhat surprised to see the Captain in her office.::
NC: Hello James, what can I do for you?
CH: Were you asking anyone else that question, Nikki, it could get you in trouble.
NC: (Blushing a bit) I'm sorry. I...never mind. What do you need to see me for?
CH: There's the small matter of the fine you've levied against me for my actions against Jostrodomus last week.
NC: Yes, that. You have to understand, James, that I cannot allow that sort of behavior to go on. It isn't personal. It's just...
CH: Business. Yes, I know. I'm not here to fight you on it. I'm here to pay it.
::The Captain reaches into his jacket, and pulls out what looks to be a cashier's check. He walks over to Nikki's desk, and hands it to her before walking back toward the door. He gets it open, before Nikki speaks up.::
NC: James, you do realize that this is double what I fined you?
CH: Of course it is, Nikki. The extra is for what I do next. Saves you the trouble of having to ask me for it. Have a good evening, and say hello to James for me when you see him next.
::The Captain walks out the door, leaving Nikki wondering what he could possibly be thinking of doing next, as she looks at the check in her hand before the camera switches back to the ringside area.::
PREMIERE-ATLANTIC DRAW MATCH
Written by: Neil
The camera pans around the arena as eight versions of the Premiere Championship hang over the ring while four set-up ladders stand tall outside of the ring near the corners. We head over to Freddy Ferdinand for the introductions.
Ferdinand: The following contest is under Ladder Match rules for the eight vacant slots in the Premiere Tournament! The eight wrestlers who grab a slot hanging above the ring will be entered into the Premiere Tournament. The remaining wrestlers will receive Atlantic Title bids. Introducing the participants….
“Stronger” by Kanye West starts to play as London McCormack steps out from the back to a nice cheer. The Irishman waves out to the fans, especially the ladies, before sliding the ring and getting instructions from Referee Andy Sheppard.
Ferdinand: …fighting out of Dublin, Ireland…London McCoooormack!
“Man in the Box” by Alice in Chains starts to play and out steps ‘The Natural’ Bryce Michaels to a mixed reaction. He slides into the ring and slaps hands with London McCormack.
Ferdinand: …from Nashville, Tennessee he is ‘The Natural’…Bryce Michaels!
Franks: McCormack & Michaels are coming off what many consider an upset victory last week over 21st Century Rat Pack, Ray. They could do some damage here working together.
Quadros: It’s gonna be great watching them kick ass again.
“Holding Out for a Hero” by Emery kicks up as the crowd pops for Nighthawk. The King of Europe stops on the way down to the ring and salutes the crowd.
Ferdinand: …from Chicago, Illinois he is the King of Europe…the ‘Wrestling Machine’ Nighthaaawk!
“All Mighty Boo-Yaa” starts to play next as the 350-pound Maori Badass Va’aiga steps out and looks ready to do some damage tonight after a brutal contest with Valentine Lionheart earlier.
Ferdinand: …fighting out of Rotorua, New Zealand…Va’aiga!
“Prayer Without a Refugee” kicks up as Pierce Cavanaugh steps out while the crowd boos loudly. He stands on the entrance ramp with his arms crossed and not looking too happy tonight.
Ferdinand: …from Spokane, Washington he is ‘the Adrenaline Rush’…Pierce Caaavanaugh!
“Death Blooms” starts to play as the crowd pops big time! Out steps Germany’s very own Jackboot in his protective mask. He stands and waves out to the crowd while Pierce Cavanaugh looks like he wishes he got that pop.
Ferdinand: …hailing from Manheim, Germany….Jackboot!!
Franks: Geez, these German fans are all excited over Jackboot!
Quadros: They love the ‘Boot and so do I!
“Salt on Everything” by Sole starts to play as the crowd instantly turns to boos while Valentine Lionheart steps out. He’s huffing and puffing and looking like he’s going to ruin this match just for the fun of it. He steps into the ring and shares a nasty stare at Va’aiga.
Ferdinand: …fighting out of Greenwich, London…Valentine Lionheart!
“Captain Howdy” by Twisted Sister starts up as more boos fill the arena. Out steps the torture specialist Captain Howdy. He steps down to the ring twirling his walking cane with a sneer on his face.
Ferdinand: …from Coney Island, he is….Captain Howdy!
“Do you wanna?” by Franz Ferdinand starts to play and out steps Freddy Fandango. He doesn’t look to be in much of an entertaining mood right now as he stops off by one of the ladders and counts each step with anxiety painting his face. Captain Howdy sneers out towards him and waves the walking cane around.
Ferdinand: …from Miami, Florida please welcome the jerk who tried to steal my microphone…Freddy Fandango.
Quadros: Hey that’s hardly professional, Mr. Ferdinand!
Franks: I’m interested to see how Freddy does in this match, Ray. He’s fighting a fear of heights!
“Right Now” by Van Halen kicks up and the crowd starts to give the sophomore wrestler some crap. Ryan Shane waves them all off and steps into the ring, trash talking Nighthawk and especially Criminal Intent.
Ferdinand: …from Allen Park, Michigan he is…’Right Now’ Ryan Shaaane!
“Trash” by Silver Chair plays as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. Out steps Kaito in his zombie-esque form as KILLER Kaito.
Ferdinand: …fighting out of Naha, Okinawa, Japan…Kaiiiiito!
Franks: Oh geez I think this all started when Kaito lost the Premiere Title match at Vow 2.
Quadros: Are you kidding? He’s always been this way.
“Kick Start My Heart” by Motley Crue kicks up and the crowd cheers loudly as a bruised and tired but not out Jack Gaither steps out from the back with some help from Jewel Palacios. Pierce Cavanaugh points out towards Gaither and starts laughing at him for losing to a girl again.
Ferdinand …from Corpus Christi, Texas….he is Jack Gaither!
Franks: What a match we just witnessed with Jack Gaither and Natalie Snow putting on a show. Does he have enough left in the tank to get a spot here, Ray?
Quadros: Has he ever had anything in the tank?
“Bait & Switch” by Saliva begins to play as the crowd boos loudly. But nobody steps out as the camera pans onto the video screen. Looks like we’re heading backstage where Dade Davis and Chris Michaels are standing by. Michaels taps on the screen with a smile.
Chris Michaels: Is this thing on?
Dade Davis: Well look what we have here, PWA jumping through hoops again for who, Chris?
Chris Michaels: ‘The powers that be.”
Dade Davis: Sorry to inform you all but The Era is going to have to decline you invitation to this little thing, whatever it is. See, we all ready put in our shift tonight and accomplished step one of our goal. So if you’ll excuse us, we’re going to take the rest of the night off.
Chris Michaels: Don’t hurt yourselves, boys.
The Era chuckles as they disappear off the scene, bringing the crowd to another set of boos. Everybody else in the ring could care less as this match is about to start!
Franks: All right then, stay in the back and hide!
Quadros: Yeah okay, Carl. You can believe that but I know for a fact they are too busy trying to be the next PWA Tag Team Champions to even care about this match.
Referee Andy Sheppard calls for the bell and we’re going to get this match underway! Ding! Ding! Va’aiga and Valentine Lionheart start off all ready tussling back and forth as if to continue their match from earlier in the night! Pierce Cavanaugh keeps laughing at Gaither’s expense and is too preoccupied to see Kaito’s brutal kick to the side of the head coming! Now Jack Gaither is laughing at Cavanaugh until Jackboot comes over and gives Gaither a right and left hand! The crowd pops for the German Jackboot! Both M&M members take Ryan Shane by the arms and whip him towards the ropes. Off comes Shane right into a double back elbow from McCormack & Michaels! Double elbow drop by M&M on Shane! Here comes Nighthawk with a series of knife edge chops on the rising Bryce Michaels!
Freddy Fandango is still out of the ring and seems to be testing out one of the ladders to see if he can climb in. One rung! Two rungs! Three! And here comes Captain Howdy out of the ring and just simply pushes the ladder over! Fandango falls chest first across the barrier while the ladder leans backwards into the crowd! Howdy takes Fandango by the trunks from behind and pulls him off the barrier unto a backdrop onto the floor! Freddy Fandango clutches his head in pain!
Franks: Freddy Fandango dropped on his head all ready!
Quadros: He all ready fell off the ladder, Carl. There’s no hope for him now.
Back in the ring Va’aiga and Darkside are over in one of the corner having a head butting contest! Va’aiga with a head butt! Darkside returns with a head butt of his own! Va’aiga with another! Darkside with one more! Va’aiga! Darkside! Va’aiga! Va’aiga! Va’aiga! Darkside steps away with a little wobble in his step only to turn around and get plowed over by a Maori spear!
Nighthawk takes Bryce Michaels by the arm and goes around the back for a hammerlock. Michaels throws a back elbow to get free but Nighthawk had that scouted. Bryce ducks out of the way as London McCormack executes a standing dropkick that nails Nighthawk right in the kisser! The crowd continues roaring for Jackboot as he stomps and stomps and stomps and stomps on Jack Gaither who continues to have back luck lately. Jackboot and Pierce Cavanaugh both pick up Gaither and toss him out of the ring with a vertical suplex! The Criminal Intent members shake hands while Jewel Palacios swears up and down at them.
Franks: That Jewel Palacios sure is something, Ray.
Quadros: You have a thing for her don’t you, Carl?
Kaito has Ryan Shane up in a corner and is doubling Shane over with accurate kicks to the midsection! Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick! Shane looks like he’s going to lose his lunch! Snapmare out of the corner by Kaito and here he comes with a follow up kick to the back of the head! Dragon Clutch applied by Kaito as he looks to see what Ryan Shane’s limits are! Shane waves his hand in the air and tries to break himself free while the crowd cheers on Kaito!
Back outside of the ring Captain Howdy is all ready putting the ladder in ladder match. He takes the one Fandango was climbing and drops it on Fandango’s face! Follow up beast double knee drop across the ladder by Howdy as he crushes Fandango! And look at Freddy Ferdinand over there loving every minute of it. Howdy pulls the ladder up off Fandango to look at his work.
Nearby Jack Gaither is running his mouth at Criminal Intent, specifically at Pierce Cavanaugh. He wants a piece of Pierce again in a bad way. Cavanaugh steps out of the ring but with that comes Jackboot who continues to want to make this a handicap match on Gaither. Criminal Intent cracks their knuckles, poised to take Gaither out for good. Oh! Captain Howdy comes out of no where with a javelin ladder shot right to the surgically disfigured face of Jackboot! The German crowd gives Captain Howdy hell for that!
Franks: Oh man! Jackboot just ate that ladder!
Pierce Cavanaugh looks to deal with Captain Howdy but Jack Gaither grabs him by the hair! Jewel Palacios pumps a fist as Gaither bounces Canvaugh’s head off the ring apron again, and again, and again! Reverse hair pull X-Factor onto the floor by Gaither on Cavanaugh! Captain Howdy picks up Jackboot by the mask and twists through the eyeholes! Backwards faceplant by Howdy snaps Jackboots’ head off the barrier! Booo!
Back in the ring Ryan Shane is battling tooth and nail to get out of Kaito’s Dragon Clutch. London McCormack and Bryce Michaels run towards the ropes and come off on different ends will a well timed stereo dropkick to the sides of Kaito’s head! Kaito releases the clutch and falls to the mat holding his head like it was nearly squished like a tomato! McCormack & Michaels climb the turnbuckles and play the crowd as they are rolling in this match!
Here comes Nighthawk again, targeting Bryce from behind with a forearm to the lower back! Michaels recoils on the turnbuckle in pain! Here comes London McCormack to help his tag team partner! And NO! Va’aiga steps in the young lad’s path and bounces him off the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex! Shaka sign by Va’aiga is thrown as the crowd yells BOO-YAH!
Quadros: I hate that!
Nighthawk with a school boy roll on Bryce right off the turnbuckles with a slam. He rolls Bryce Michaels over into a La Cruceta leg submission! Darkside gets back up and kicks Va’aiga in the groin as he was playing the crowd! The Maori falls to his knees only to get blasted in the face with a follow up big boot by Darkside! Darkside takes London McCormack and tosses him out of the ring! Darkside steps out and stomps McCormack in the face just for the hell of it before looking under the ring for some weaponry.
And look at that, Freddy Fandango is finally back up. He walks over to another set-up ladder and starts to climb it just to test his limit one more time! One rung! Two rung! Three! Oh it’s too much! He jumps off the ladder as he’s had about enough of that! Nearby fans laugh at his phobia but Fandango can only smile as he’s entertaining the fans! Now he starts acting like a mime stuck in a box!
Franks: The hell?
Quadros: Someone put a force field around Freddy Fandango, Carl! That’s not fair!
That force field isn’t very protective as Darkside bashes Fandango upside the head with a steel chair! There’s some heat for Darkside as he turns his attention back to London McCormack and bashes him the chair too! Over on the other side of the ring Captain Howdy is trying to pry the mask off of Jackboot to expose his hideous face once again. Jackboot is fighting back with all his might until Howdy just simply sinks in a mandible claw! Now he wants the man’s jaw!
Back in the ring Va’aiga rolls over onto his side to get up. Here comes Kaito! He runs towards the ropes, bounces off, springboards off Va’aiga’s back, and lands out on the outside of the ring with a full body plancha that wipes out Darkside! The crowd pops Kaito being suicidal!
Still in the ring, Nighthawk is trying to claim Bryce Michaels’ leg for a prize with the La Cruceta leg submission! If anything he wants a tap-out just for the record on Bryce! But those dreams are dashed by Ryan Shane who yanks Nighthawk out of the hold with a nasty hair pull! Bryce rolls to the side, clutching his knee in pain! Ryan Shane takes the match right to Nighthawk with a stomp fest, then a series of elbow drops, and then a leg drop to finish it all off! Shane puts Nighthawk’s neck across the bottom rope and tries to choke out the ‘Wrestling Machine’ with the extra leverage! Referee Sheppard can only stand there and do nothing as he’s basically out here to watch.
Back on the outside of the ring, Jack Gaither is holding Pierce Cavanaugh up so Jewel Palacios can slap him across the face! Pierce falls to the floor while Gaither retrieves the ladder Howdy threw. Gaither slides the ladder into the ring and slides in himself! He wants that Premiere slot so he can get out of here for the rest of the night. He sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring!
Franks: Jack Gaither is making an attempt to retrieve a Premiere Tournament slot!
Quadros: Somebody stop him! The Premiere Title is cursed! We don’t need it retarded too!
Jackboot is gagging on Howdy’s mandible claw still on the outside of the ring. He’s reaching into his trunks though and pulls out his brass knuckles! With just one blow to the head he sends Howdy sprawling! Howdy turns around to come back but no! Jackboot knocks him in the head again! Captain Howdy is down!
Back in the ring Jack Gaither is climbing the ladder! He’s getting closer to one of the fake Premiere Title’s hanging above the ring! But here comes Va’aiga! He grabs Gaither by the trunks from behind! Gaither kicks him in the face! Va’aiga returns a clubbing blow to the spine! Va’aiga turns around and powers Gaither on his shoulders! Gaither loses the ladder as he struggles to break free from Va’aiga! The Maori Badass dumps Gaither over the top rope down to the floor below with a power bomb! Pierce Cavanaugh and Jackboot are quick to pounce on Gaither and beat him down with brass knuckles and stomps to the face!
Quadros: Ah ha ha!
Franks: Gaither’s luck continues to be terrible!
Va’aiga turns around and finds Bryce Michaels still rolling around holding his leg. Nighthawk is over in the corner gasping for air but Ryan Shane has gone missing. No he hasn’t! Shane from behind puts a shoulder low into Va’aiga’s left leg! The Maori’s knee buckles and Shane starts taking the beating to Va’aiga! Kick to the side of the head! He takes Va’aiga’s leg and twists it across his own foot! Stomps to the knee of the Maori that will surely keep the big man down in this match! Shane climbs the ladder a little bit and drops an Allen Park Elbow onto Va’aiga! Bryce Michaels gets up slowly only for Ryan Shane to hit him with the Someday Snap backbreaker! Here comes Nighthawk with his feet not entirely there yet! NO! Ryan Shane gets Nighthawk with a Southpaw Shuffle!
Franks: Ryan Shane is rolling here!
Quadros: Damn right.
Standing dropkick by Shane sends Nighthawk sprawling over the top rope and onto the floor! Once again Criminal Intent jumps on the scraps like hyenas and start giving ‘the Wrestling Machine’ a criminal beat down! Brass knucks and stomps! Ain’t nothing technical about that!
WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! On the other side of the ring London McCormack and Kaito are going back and forth with chops! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! WHOOO! Darkside is up though and comes from behind to ram both their heads together! NO! McCormack and Kaito with a double kick to the midsection of Darkside! Double snap suplex! Before McCormack can even celebrate, Kaito kicks him in the midsection! He bounces McCormack’s head off a 3rd ladder! Final rolling wheel kick by Kaito drops McCormack to the floor!
Meanwhile, Ryan Shane has started to climb the ladder to grab one of the fake Premiere Titles! He’s halfway up the ladder and he keeps climbing! He can almost touch one of those belts now! Freddy Fandango has wandered into the ring now and is looking up at how high those belts are. This is going to be tougher than he thought! He sees Ryan Shane trying to grab one of the titles. How he wishes he could be Ryan Shane. He can act like Ryan Shane, but be him? That’s a bit more difficult.
Fandango: Get me one!
Shane: Screw you!
How rude ya little punk! Shane reaches out for a belt and that’s when Freddy Fandango ever so politely pushes the ladder out from under him! Shane falls backwards as the title gets even further away! Ryan Shane lands hard on the entrance ramp and the crowd pops loudly!
Franks: Rough landing for Ryan Shane!
Quadros: Oh what the hell Freddy!
Darkside stumbles his way over to the other side of the ring and clocks Howdy with a blow to the face! Howdy returns the favor! Right hand by Darkside! Left by Howdy! Right by Darkside! Left by Howdy! Head butt by Darkside! Head butt by Howdy! The two start brawling back and forth is close quarters! Jewel Palacios jumps on Pierce Cavanaugh’s back! He shucks her off without a care in the world! Gaither nips up and blasts Pierce in the face with a forearm! Cavanaugh returns the forearm! Here comes Jackboot to even it up! Nope! Nighthawk stops him with a standing hammerlock and facelock!
Everything is getting a bit too close for comfort down at ringside! Va’aiga gets back up in the ring and pushes Freddy Fandango aside. The Maori runs towards the ropes, bounces off, continues running until he jumps over the top rope onto the riot at ringside with a FAT MAORI OUTTA CONRTOL PLANCHA ONTO…Howdy, Darkside, Jackboot, Gaither, Nighthawk, Pierce Cavanaugh, and Jewel Palacios…ONTO SEVEN VICTIMS!! OH!
Quadros: 350-pound belly flop, Carl!
Franks: Goodness!
It looks like a bomb went off at ringside as bodies are laid out everywhere! The crowd gets into it and gives Va’aiga some props! “Boo-yah! Boo-yah! Boo-yah!” Freddy Fandango dusts himself off while Referee Andy Sheppard goes to check and see if everybody is all right! Fandango sets the ladder back up and looks to the sky! What a long way it’s going to be! One rung! Two rungs! Fandango is shaking all ready! Three rungs! Four! Oh! A personal best! Five! Six! The crowd is cheering him on! They have to be!
Franks: Freddy Fandango is doing it! He’s facing his fear of heights!
Quadros: Don’t look down!
Sure enough he looks down and there goes his legs, shaking like a freezing Alaskan hooker! The crowd starts chanting “Don’t look down! Don’t look down! Don’t look down!”. As if a director was screaming in his ear, Freddy Fandango looks up and tries to calm his nerves! One more rung! Yes! Face your fears! “Don’t look down! Don’t look down! Don’t look down!” Another rung! He’s reaching up and can almost reach the a fake title! Whoa! The ladder starts shaking and Fandango almost loses it! Steady! Steady! One more rung big guy! “Don’t look down! Don’t look down! Don’t look down!” Freddy Fandango reaches out and grabs one of the Premiere Titles!
Ferdinand: Freddy Fandango has entered the Premiere Tournament!
Franks: He did it! He did it!
Quadros: It’s the greatest story ever told, Carl! He faced his fears head on and climbed the ladder to success, completely ignoring his opponents around him! There was only one opponent for Fandango tonight and he claims victory!
Now for the next part, getting down! Actually, that’s quite easy as Bryce Michaels just pushes the ladder and makes Fandango land hard onto the mat! Still, he’s clutching the fake Premiere Title belt like he just won the Academy Award! Bryce picks up Fandango and tosses him out of the ring! Bryce limps along with his hyper extended knee and resets the ladder for his own climb to fame! He steps onto the ladder and starts climbing, really only with one leg it seems. But here comes Kaito! Onto the top turnbuckle climbs Kaito! He runs across the top rope and jumps off, knocking Bryce Michaels off the ladder with a Jirai dropkick!
Here comes Captain Howdy into the ring while everybody else seems to be feeling a bit flat after the Maori plancha. Still, he stumbles into the ring with his hair flopping around and looks to reset the ladder. Kaito and Howdy have a stare down as they remember their tag team days and matches against one another. Howdy waves off Kaito, saying they both can get a shot at the Premiere Title with no harm done. Kaito seems to nod in agreement as Howdy extends his hand in friendship.
Quadros: See now this makes sense! Forget this crazy ass war going on and work together to get those shots so we can all go home happy.
Franks: The only problem is, Kaito isn’t himself!
Kaito takes Howdy by the hand and pulls him in for a firm shake. The alliance doesn’t last long as Kaito SPITS BLOOD into the eyes of Howdy! Never trust the Japanese! Especially when they’re pissed off! Howdy recoils and covers his face! Kaito with a kick to the stomach! He twists the arm of Howdy and steps over the arm, hitting Howdy right in the bloody face with a Matrix-like kick!
Outside of the ring Va’aiga slowly gets up holding his head. He leans against the ring but raises his hand in the air for his fans. He waits for both members of Criminal Intent to get up so he plow over them with a double lariat! But no! Jackboot and Cavanaugh duck the lariats! They catch him in the gut and power lift Va’aiga up into a vertical suplex onto the floor! Darkside looks to capitalize on this and drops a knee right into the Maori’s nether regions! Darkside with a follow up roll over into an Indian Deathlock! Here comes Criminal Intent kicking Va’aiga in the face like a couple of goombas!
Quadros: Ha! There’s some revenge on the fat one!
Franks: Real brave, Ray. I’ll laugh if Va’aiga comes over here and squashes you.
Quadros: He’ll have to catch me first!
Back in the ring Kaito has started climbing the ladder to retrieve his piece of the Premiere Tournament action. But Captain Howdy, he isn’t in much of a cheerful mood after being spit on and kicked in the face. He yanks Kaito off the ladder and punches Kaito in the throat! Up onto the shoulders goes Kaito but not for long. Captain Howdy drops Kaito on his head with a sheerdrop brain buster right into the ladder! WIDOWMAKER!! Oh! Kaito clutches his neck as that ladder was bent by the weight and violence of the move!
Franks: Oh man! That’s one ladder they can’t use anymore!
Howdy wipes some more blood out of his eyes and looks for a new ladder. Hey! It’s London McCormack! Yeah, he’s still in this match! He was just sort of chilling out of the ring and taking a poll on who else hates Daz Van Dyke. But back to work goes London as he takes one of the free ladders and slides it into the ring for Captain Howdy! Interesting…
Quadros: What the hell is Irish doing over there? Stop helping the competition!
Franks: It must be a Daz Van Dyke thing, Ray.
Howdy thanks Mr. McCormack for all he’s done and sets up the ladder for a climb! Darkside is trying to make Va’aiga tap-out for the heck of it with an Indian Deathlock. But here comes Nighthawk to save the day with a knife-edge chop on Darkside to break it up! WHOOO! Another by Nighthawk! WHOOOO! Another! WHOOO! Darkside lunges forward for a clothesline! NO! Nighthawk catches the arm for a wheelbarrow arm drag!
Captain Howdy is climbing the ladder and reaches out with nobody to stop him! YES! He’s got it! Premiere Title slot for Captain Howdy! He climbs back down the ladder as Ryan Shane sneaks into the ring. He wants to climb too but wait! London McCormack is feeling a bit flighty as he springboards into the ring and takes out Shane with a seated senton! Michaels and McCormack pick up Shane and whip him towards the ropes. Off comes Ryan Shane with a leaping double superman punch while Captain Howdy makes his exit.
Ferdinand: Captain Howdy has entered the Premiere Tournament!
Franks: Oh look at Ryan Shane catching both members of M&M with a punch!
Quadros: We’re getting down in people, Carl. Two tag teams left that could dictate who gets those last six spots.
Captain Howdy heads backstage and waves out to all his German fans. The man has a bit of a following out here from his TV show days. But wait! There’s Jostrodomus coming running out from the back! He spins the unaware Howdy around and plants him right onto the ramp with a #1 Stunner!
Franks: Jostrodomus comes out of no where and takes out Captain Howdy!
Quadros: Damn it! That’s not right!
Jostrodomus disappears just as quick as he came with that hit and run! Back in the ring Kaito is making his presence felt as he bitch slaps Shane in the back of the head! Forearm to the face of Shane! Another! Another! Kick to the right kidney! Kick to the left! Kaito whips Shane to the ropes and collects him with a back body drop! NO! Ryan Shane somehow lands on the ladder! Kaito turns around and there’s Shane! He jumps off the ladder and connects with his Shaning Wizard kick to the left temple on Kaito!
Out of the ring Criminal Intent whips Va’aiga hard into the barrier. Jackboot whips his tag team partner Pierce Cavanaugh right into Va’aiga! Cavanaugh with a lighting leg lariat that sends the Maori sprawling over the barrier and into the crowd! Back in the ring M&M are getting back up only for Ryan Shane to slam them both in the head with the busted ladder!
Nighthawk stalks Darkside and kicks him in the arm to soften him up! Forearm to the face of Darkside! Carl Franks and Ray Quadros look to get out of the way as the action is headed towards their table! Rolling wheel kick to the face of Darkside by Nighthawk! Darkside falls against the commentators’ table! Nighthawk takes Darkside by the head and looks for the Deliverance onto the floor! NO! Darkside powers back and plows Nighthawk through the commentators’ table!
Quadros: Good thing I’m wearing pants tonight, Carl!
Look! Ryan Shane is nearly up the ladder in the ring! He reaches out and grabs one of the fake Premiere Titles! ‘Right Now’ Ryan Shane climbs halfway down the ladder and jumps off! Just as Kaito is getting up, Shane blasts him in the head with the fake Premiere Title! Now he starts yelling at Kaito!
Shane: I’m the real Premiere Champ! Not you!
Ferdinand: Ryan Shane has entered the Premiere Tournament! Five slots remain!
Franks: That dirty rotten Ryan Shane just hit Kaito with the belt he picked up!
Quadros: He’s right! He is the real Premiere Champ. He was never beaten for it! What a night for Shane!
Ryan Shane leaves the ring proclaiming his greatness as a Premiere Champion and tag team wrestler. Oh look at Jack Gaither climbing to the top turnbuckle! He jumps off back to the outside with a missile dropkick right into the chin of Darkside! Jewel Palacios pumps her fist with a little celebration. M&M get themselves back up and take the broken ladder Shane used against them and throw it out of the ring! Enough of that thing! In comes Criminal Intent as it looks like we’re going to have a little tag team showdown! London McCormack pushes over the standing ladder because he has no intention of climbing it. M&M and Criminal Intent lock up in the middle of the ring, Pierce on Bryce and McCormack on Jackboot! M&M win out with headlocks! But wait! Criminal Intent reverses into stereo backdrops! Cavanaugh and Jackboot get up and run towards the ropes on opposite ends of the ring. Here they come with double elbow drops! NOPE! M&M roll to the side! McCormack & Michaels nip up and collects the rising Criminal Intent members with knife-edge chops! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! Another! WHOOO! Backed against the ropes, whip Jackboot and Cavanaugh into each other!
Franks: Criminal Intent collision!
Standing double dropkicks by M&M! McCormack and Michaels get up to slap hands but here comes Kaito out of no where collecting London McCormack with a Sunset Powerbomb over the ropes and out of the ring! CRASH! London McCormack lands hard back first onto the broken ladder! OH! Bryce Michaels is left wondering what the hell happened to his partner! Into the ring slides Jack Gaither with a SAMBA SLAM on Bryce Michaels! Bryce lands spine first across the ladder leaning against the ropes!
Franks: M&M was just taken out!
Quadros: No! Not Bryce Michaels! He’s my hero!
Here comes Va’aiga out of the crowd after he just shared a beer with some German! The Maori Badass is feeling powered up as he takes one of the good ladders and throws it into the ring. Gaither dodges it as his luck is changing! Va’aiga steps into the ring and Gaither comes at him with a punch that the Maori deflects! Va’aiga responds as the crowd counts the shots! Left jab (ONE!), left jab (TWO!), left jab (THREE!), Kiss The Fist (oooooooooAAAAAA....), big right hook…BOO-YAH! Gaither is down! Here comes Pierce Cavanaugh and Va’aiga catches him! Left jab (ONE!), left jab (TWO!) Here comes Jackboot to break it up! NO! Va’aiga gets him too! Left jab (THREE!), Kiss The Fist (oooooooooAAAAAA....), big right hook…BOO-YAH! Jackboot is down! Headbutt finishes off the wobbling Pierce Cavanaugh! Va’aiga grabs the ladder he threw into the ring and sets it up. He starts climbing both ladders!
Franks: The Maori Badass Va’aiga is picking up steam to get a shot!
Quadros: Ha ha ha! He’s so big he has to use two ladders!
Va’aiga keeps climbing until Darkside slides back into the ring. He’s got that steel chair again! CLANG! Chair shot to Va’aiga’s spine! The Maori holds on! CLANG! CLANG! BANG right off the hard head! Va’aiga falls off the ladders and crashes onto the mat! Darkside throws the chair down on Va’aiga and starts to climb the ladder! Darkside is reaching for that Premiere title spot now!
Franks: Wait!
Quadros: No you selfish little man!
Kaito has hopped up onto the turnbuckles! He jumps off onto the ladder Darkside is climbing! He lands on Darkside’s shoulders and cuts in line! Darkside tries to pull Kaito down but the Seiryuu kicks Darkside square in the face! Another kick! Another! Darkside is barely holding onto the ladder! Jackboot is back up and grabs the steel chair! CHAIR SHOT off the spine of Darkside this time! Darkside falls down to the mat and Kaito keeps on climbing freely! Kaito reaches out and grabs a fake Premiere Title as the crowd pops!
Ferdinand: Kaito has entered the Premiere Tournament! Four slots still remain!
Kaito stands on top of the ladder which sure as hell isn’t safe! He looks down at all the bodies below him and takes off with an unnecessary RYUBAKUDAN dragon bomb landing on top of Jackboot, Darkside, and Va’aiga! “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” The ladder falls over!
Franks: My God! Kaito with a RYUBAKUDAN off the top of the ladder for no reason at all!
Quadros: That zero crash landed!
Bryce Michaels is finally up after the Samba Slam and stalks Jack Gaither. Jewel Palacios tells Jack to watch out but he doesn’t hear her over the loud crowd! Gaither turns around and Bryce catches him! C-4!!! Oh how we’ve missed that! That gets him back for the Samba Slam! Jewel Palacios hops up onto the apron to get involved but no! London McCormack grabs her from behind and yanks her down into his arms. Jewel slaps McCormack across the face! With that he just drops her on her rear end onto the floor!
Quadros: London McCormack is having women problems again, Carl.
Bryce Michaels is making his way up the ladder now! He wants a Premiere Title spot! But here comes Nighthawk after finally extracting himself from the shattered commentators’ table! He springboards onto the other side of Bryce’s ladder! McCormack yells for Bryce to look out! Bryce starts climbing higher and Nighthawk is catching up on the other side! Nighthawk looks possessed as he wants something from Bryce Michaels that has eluded for far too long. The two meet on the top of the ladder and brawl it out! Bryce with a southpaw punch! Nighthawk with a forearm! Another punch from Bryce! Another forearm from Nighthawk! Bryce with another punch that rocks Nighthawk back! Another punch from Bryce! Another! He goes for one more to finish but Nighthawk grabs the arm! He’s trying for the Hangman’s Clutch on top of a ladder!
Franks: Nighthawk is trying to sink in that Hangman’s Clutch up high!
Quadros: Don’t you tap, Bryce! You’ll never live it down!
Bryce Michaels jumps off the ladder! He wants nothing to do with that Hangman’s Clutch attempt! The crowd is shocked Bryce would pass up a shot at the Premiere Title rather than face the Hangman’s Clutch! Nighthawk grabs a spot in the tournament and the crowd pops for the King of Europe!
Ferdinand: Nighthawk has entered the Premiere Tournament! Three slots remain!
London McCormack comes in with a slingshot dropkick that takes out the ladder, sending Nighthawk landing hard on the floor! Nighthawk clutches his chest in pain from the nasty fall! Va’aiga picks up the steel chair Darkside used on him and looks it over. Just as Darkside is getting up, the Maori BLASTS him with the chair! Darkside wobbles but doesn’t go down! Another Va’aiga chair shot! Again Darkside doesn’t go down! One more chair shot sends Darkside to the mat! Va’aiga throws the folded chair out of the ring!
Va’aiga resets the dual ladders and starts to climb one more time! Pierce Cavanaugh gets up and tries to push one of the ladders over but Va’aiga is just too heavy at this point in the match! Here comes Jackboot to help out but Gaither hops on Jackboot with a chokehold! Jackboot tries to shake the man off but no he won’t go! Pierce Cavanaugh grabs Gaither by the legs and tries to pull him off too! Jackboot sits out as Pierce holds up Gaither, creating a bit of a modified neck breaker on the ‘Golden Eagle’!
Franks: Va’aiga is almost there! Yes! He’s got it!
Quadros: Oh damn! Please don’t say it!
Va’aiga grabs a Premiere Title spot and stands on both ladders giving the Shaka sign as the crowd yells. BOO-YAH! Jackboot bulls himself into the ladders with a shoulder block, knocking down the Maori Badass with a massive BOOM into the ring!
Ferdinand: Va’aiga has entered the Premiere Tournament! BOO-YAH!
The crowd pops for Freddy Ferdinand’s response as two spots remain. Pierce Cavanaugh and Jackboot start booting the boots to Bryce Michaels. Then London McCormack. Then Jack Gaither. Then Va’aiga just for the hell of it. Boots to Darkside too as the two eye the final spots. They set up the ladders and begin climbing one each! Darkside pops up with his busted open head and starts rocking Cavanaugh’s ladder back and forth! The ladder falls over against the ropes but Pierce jumps onto the back of Jackboot!
Franks: Oh! What a show of athleticism by Pierce Cavanaugh!
Quadros: Jackboot is going to carry them to victory!
One more rung up for Jackboot and Pierce! Darkside is up and looks to climb the ladder himself now! He reaches up and grabs Jackboot by the foot! The German kicks Darkside away! Darkside holds onto the ladder and reaches up one more time! This time he gets a hold of Pierce Cavanaugh’s trunks! He yanks back! Pierce grabs onto Jackboot’s neck! He’s choking Jackboot! Darkside gives another yank! Pierce keeps choking Jackboot by accident! One more yank by Darkside and both Criminal Intent members fall back to the canvass!
The crowd groans as their country lands on top of Pierce! Darkside keeps climbing the now vacant ladder, leaving a trail of his own blood behind! He’s reaching the top as Bryce Michaels and London McCormack are getting back up! Darkside reaches out and grabs a tournament spot!
Ferdinand: Valentine Lionheart has entered into the Premiere Tournament! One more spot remains!
Franks: Hey! He can’t do that!
Quadros: Ha ha! Darkside you greedy bastard! I love it!
Darkside is up on the ladder with his spot but now he’s taking the other one down too! He pays no attention to Referee Andy Sheppard telling him he can’t do that! Oh screw the rules! He’s taking it anyway! Bryce Michaels and London McCormack look at each other and then at Darkside up on the ladder. Yeah, let’s dump him! The two start rocking the ladder back and forth as Darkside tries to hold on for dear life! He grabs onto the ladder so M&M just push it over and send Darkside sprawling to the floor below! The final spot falls out of his hands and lands on the chest of Jack Gaither! Gaither gets up holding his head and suddenly clutches the fake Premiere Title for his spot in the tournament!
Ferdinand: Jack Gaither has entered into the Premiere Tournament!
Franks: My God! The luck! The luck of a Premiere spot falling right in his lap!
Quadros: Oh no!
Jewel Palacios grabs Jack Gaither as he rolls out of the ring holding his neck and the spot in his hand! Pierce Cavanaugh and Jackboot look back and start yelling it’s not fair! It’s not fair! London McCormack and Bryce Michaels just shrug their shoulders as shit happens.
Franks: All the rotten luck Jack Gaither has had the past few weeks is reversed tonight it seems as he is headed to the Premiere Tournament without even climbing the ladder at all!
Quadros: This is terrible. What a waste…
Franks: Oh man! We’re overtime, Ray! We’ll see you all next week for stop two in Germany as the European Tour continues! For Ray Quadros, I’m Carl Franks! Good night everybody!
Jack Gaither is seen heading up the entrance ramp hardly able to walk after all of the action he’s gone through tonight.
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