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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:02:50 GMT -5
We start Clash with the lights down low and a spotlight on the center of the ring.
We see a figure sitting on the turnbuckles with a figure sitting on the canvas in the corner underneath him. In the spotlight we see someone sitting on something.
As the camera changes we can now see it's a gold throne in the middle of the ring with Bozo sitting on it looking down at his feet. The crowd has been booing for minutes. Bozo in full clown gear pulls the microphone off the canvas and puts it to his lips.
Bozo: Everything has been taken from me.
The crowd boos as Bozo takes a breath with his deep graspy slow voice.
Bozo: The last two months.. I have felt broken and defeated. I feel incomplete.
The crowd is no selling all of this shit as Bozo still sits on this gold Throne in the middle of the ring.
Bozo: So last Sunday night I had an uprising of my own.
The crowd boos as Bozo looks up and smiles wide.
Bozo: I want to feel.. better.
Bozo stands up.
Bozo: SO PLEASE! I DEMAND.. THE KING!
The crowd cheers as the lights all come on in the stadium! We now can tell the two figures in the corners are Baron and Doxx. They stay put, motionless just about, as Bozo paces around the throne in the ring.
Bozo: COME ON KING! PLEASE! I THROW MYSELF AT YOUR MERCY!!
The crowd cheers for Corey Black to make his appearance.
Bozo: I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!! PLEASEEEEEE KING MAKE YOUR PRESENCE KNOWN!!
Bozo drops to his knees facing the ActionTron!
Bozo: I AM ON MY KNEES! I BEG OF YOU! I BOW TO YOU! KING, PLEASE MAKE ME FEEL WHOLE AGAIN! MAKE ME COMPLETEEEEE.. MAKE ME FEEL.. BETTER!
Bozo stops yelling as he bows his head down to the canvas in a serious plea towards the ActionTron. He lifts his head up one more time in a desperate cry for help..
Bozo: DONT LET MY CRIES FALL ON YOUR DEAF EARS MY KING! MY LORD! PLEASE!! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I BELIEVE IN!! KING!! I CRY FOR YOU!
Bozo drops the microphone and drops his head back down to the canvas while he's on his knees. Looks like he's legitimately crying.
The crowd has no response to this but finally Bozo slowly raises his head towards the ActionTron and he's smiling wide. We see some of his clown makeup ruined with tears that were streaming down his face.
While Bozo smiles wide towards the ActionTron.. a loud PYRO blast behind him from the Throne!
Billy: WHOA!
Chris Avery: THE THRONE JUST BLEW UP!
The Throne falls apart like cheap wood and something falls out of it.
The crowd is confused as the camera pans on the figure that just fell out of the Throne. It's Corey Black with his arms and legs tied together. Corey Black is knocked out cold with green dyed hair and clown makeup on his face.
Bozo slowly turns around on his hands and knees towards Corey Black. He grabs the microphone.
Bozo: Hahah hah ahahAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHha hahahhaa
The crowd is booing as Bozo keeps laughing as he crawls closer to Corey Black.
Doxx and Baron leave the turnbuckles as they stand behind Bozo now. Bozo stays on his knees as he inches closer to the lifeless Corey Black.
Bozo: LONG! LIVE! THE KING!
Bozo starts laughing uncontrollably as he kneels up to lean on Doxx and Baron standing behind him.
We see refs and officials slide in next to Bozo and his Circus to check on Corey Black.
The scene fades to a commercial as Bozo just keeps laughing.
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:03:32 GMT -5
We come back to Monday Night Clash and it's still quiet in the arena.
We see officials who have cut the rope keeping his hands and feet tied together, trying to get Corey Black onto a stretcher next to the ring apron.
Billy and Chris welcome us into Clash but are clearly shaken up.
Billy: Welcome.. Welcome fans, and right now what you're seeing is Corey Black being assisted onto a stretcher.
Chris Avery: We saw him beat down and taken at Uprising by Bozo and his .. Circus Animals? That what they calling themselves?
Billy: They should be JAILED! FIRED! JAILED! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Chris Avery: Easy, Billy. But, that's when we last saw Corey Black taken.. and then we see tonight Bozo making a plea for help from Corey Black calling him the KING over and over and well, we found Corey Black.
Billy: And who knows how long he's needed medical assistance?! Who knows how long Bozo has had him in that COMA-like state?! Ugh!
Chris Avery: I know, folks, this is tough to see.
The crowd is yelling out support and trying not to be sad as Corey Black is tied to this stretcher, not moving, barely breathing. His dyed green hair, his clown makeup painted on face. Just about lifeless. They push the stretcher up the ramp and they roll through the curtain.
Billy: We're going to take one more commercial break, folks, we'll be back on Monday Night Clash.
Chris Avery: I hope Corey Black is going to be ok.
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:07:24 GMT -5
Scotty Donovan vs. Claire Hawkins
Kick in that ZZ Top guitar opening, because every girl goes crazy for it and for a sharp dressed man. As the song kicks into gear out from the back steps out ‘No Diggity’ Scotty Donovan. Tonight he’s dressed for the occasion as he wears a sleeveless black t-shirt, his wrestling gear and of course to match the song that plays out over the PA a black tie. Scotty D stops around the ring side and gives his personal stunt granny in the front row a high five as he mouths “I hope nobody pushes this nice old lady over!” towards the camera. Scotty D makes his way into the ring and steps up onto corner turnbuckle playing to the crowd as he pulls the tie over his head and tosses it into the crowd to one of the lucky ladies. Billy: This boy is makin' his Action Wrestlin' debut against a living legend… and I don't like his chances.As the world falls; wider grows disaster's maw Desperate the thralls call; thee three crows caw As those words faded to black, a shrill Banshee’s Wail rang out through the stadium and everything went as dark as it possibly could. A moment later, the beginnings of Orbit Culture’s Nensha began to play; a light layer of smoke appeared upon the stage as the lights began to frantically flash in sync with the music. As the music increased in pace, so did the flashing of the lights; a silhouette of a person appearing upon the stage, hunched forward. PICK UP THE BONES! Abruptly, the lights return to normal in time to see the person lean backward and release a deep guttural scream upwards to the heavens from parted lips painted black. Upon finishing the guttural growl, the person titled their head down and fixated their fiery crimson gaze upon the ring; the Action Wrestling crowd letting out a sizable pop. With skin as pale as porcelain and clearly dressed to compete within the squared circle, the person was none other than the Witch of Action Wrestling; Claire Hawkins! Adilene Floyd: Making her way to the ring, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 145 pounds, she is......... "The Witch".....CLAIRE.....HAWKINS!!Once she reached the ringside area Claire paused for a moment to look at the cameraman that had dared to get close enough to get a good shot of her face. With a vicious snarl, Claire let out another one of those screams and forced the cameraman to quickly backpedal. Feeling pleased with herself, Claire made her way over to the steps and into the ring. Once she was in the ring she walked to the side of the ring where the hard camera was and stepped onto the second rope, leaned forward a little to keep her balance, and held her arms up while she held up in the "Devil Horns" gesture as pyro shot up from the ring posts. All the while bellowing out that same savage, guttural scream. Chris Avery: That scream haunts my nightmares.The opening bell sounds and Hawkins walks to the center of the ring, showing the newcomer that this is her domain. Donovan proudly meets her in the middle with a smile on his face. That smile sets her down a dark path and she lights him up with strikes. He manages to fight back and gets in a spinning back fist that sends her back to the corner. He comes in hot for a splash but she dropkicks his knee and he goes recklessly into the corner. Chris Avery: A well-placed dropkick can turn momentum in a match in a heartbeat.Billy: And also end a man's AW career before it even begins. He don't look okay, man.Donovan reaches for the ropes and Hawkins continues her attack in the corner. She pulls out at the rest of the referee, only to charge in with a running knee once Donovan caught his breath. She pulls out again and lets out a savage, guttural scream. Once finished, she sees that Donovan has pulled himself up. She approaches… and he acts quickly with a surprise leaping dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane. Billy: SHITFIRE!Chris Avery: There's the cover!ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! Billy: I'm dang surprised he got a two from that. Hell of a dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane from Scotty D.Chris Avery: How can you - of all people - pronounce that word?!Billy: I's smarter than I look.Donovan gets to his feet and he methodically claps his hands. The fans join in with the clapping of hands. Hawkins pushes up to her feet, while holding her head. Once she is to her feet, Donovan leaps onto her shoulders from behind and then plants her with a reverse hurricanrana. Chris Avery: Back Adjust-rana!Billy: Spiked 'er right on-a-top-a her dang head!Chris Avery: There's the cover!ONE! TWO!! THR--KICKOUT!!! Donovan doesn't let the kickout get him down. He goes to the corner and slaps the turnbuckle pad, then looks back at Hawkins on the mat. He climbs up the ropes and soars off with a top rope moonsault. Billy: CRASH AND BURN!Chris Avery: YOU GOT THAT RIGHT! HAWKINS ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY!Donovan's attempt at Crash and Burn really did make him crash and burn. Hawkins is first to her feet with Donovan slowly following after. Hawkins capitalizes by pulling him in and wrecking him with a cut-throat neckbreaker. Billy: SPIRITBREAKER!Chris Avery: There’s the cover!ONE! TWO! THR--KICKOUT! Chris Avery: So close!She transitions to a solid armbar, dragging him off of the mat. She whips him off the mat and goes for a clothesline but he counters with something/something. No. Really. That's one of his moves. So I put it into the match. You're welcome. Chris Avery: What a maneuver!He reaches down and pulls her off the mat, only to get a jumping knee to the jaw from her. She starts to let out a savage, guttural scream… but he surprises her with a spinning back fist. He pulls her head in and hooks her arm over his head. As he reaches to hook her leg for his fisherman brainbuster finisher, she spins out and connects with a wind-up overhead kick. Billy: TOUCH OF EVIIIIILLLLLLL!!!!!3Chris Avery: THERE’S THE COVER!ONE! TWO! THR--KICKOUT?! Billy: It takes a helluva fighter to withstand Hawkins' Touch of Evil!Hawkins picks up Donovan, but he rolls her up! ONE!! TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING
Billy: SCOTTY DONOVAN WINS!!
Chris Avery: WHOA HOLY HELL!!
Donovan rolls out of the ring as Hawkins gets up confused and flustered! She kicks the ropes and wipes her hair back as the ref says Scotty is the winner..
Billy: I can't believe what just happened!
Scotty is laughing as we cut to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:08:45 GMT -5
Max Daemon Intervention
We go backstage where Max Daemon is seen with a bandage over his forehead, a crutch under his right arm, and a scowl on his face. He is garbed in his usual skinny jeans, wifebeater, hooded jacket combo, and suspiciously absent is that of a red Solo cup. He is joined by AW interviewer Jade Riley who has a mic in hand. Jade Riley: Max Daemon, you went through a war against the Hardcore Champion at Uprising. Unfortunately, you did not walk away the winner that night. Tell me, what is on your mind heading into the future?Max holds his free hand, and Jade, understanding the meaning, simply hands him the microphone. They share a quick nod before Jade steps off camera. Max Daemon: I'm going ta' keep this brief as my doctor has informed me that I should be restin. However, I felt it pertinent ta' say some words on what occurred at Uprising. I said it on Twitter and I'll say it here: Johnny Bacchus has earned my respect. I don't like him. Hell, I might even still hate him...but he's off my limited list of people who I would leave ta' immolate in a burnin buildin.This doesn't get much of a response from the crowd, more focused on his words and less on thinking about the meaning behind what was just said. Max Daemon: I am here tonight ta' simply say...that just because I lost at Uprising...does not mean my future is any less guaranteed ta' rise. I am here, wounded, yes, against my doctor's orders, yes, but I am here ta' observe. I am here ta' see who does what and figure out where my future is headed. When I am 100%, and I have figured out where I am ta' go...you will know. And ta' any naysayers or doubters or people who just get a boner or get wet off ridiculin me and lowerin me or even just doubtin me...Max glances up at the camera, his purple, bruised, black eyes showcasing exactly how unfit he is right now. Max Daemon:...remember that I'm still Max fuckin Daemon. And if I can still stand after everythin that me and Bacchus went through...then trust me...this is nothin compared ta' what I...can do...to this whole...fuckin...fed.Max tosses the mic back to Jade and the cameras fade to the next segment. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:09:29 GMT -5
Markus Michael vs. Clarence Hendricks
“Nothin’ But A Good Time” by Poison plays over the speakers as a vibrant, 80s-esque light show illuminates the arena. “DTF” Markus Michael springs out on to the stage with a kneeling air guitar flourish. Adilene Floyd: On his way to the ring, from Macon Georgia…”D! T! F!” MAAAARKUS MICHAELLLLLLLLL!!!Markus Michael makes his way to the ring with the crowd booing him straight to hell. Billy: Markus Michael made his debut on the All-In Pre Show! This is our first look on Clash.Chris Avery: You know something dude, he seems familiar, brother.The lights fade to dark and the lights begin to strobe as Young MA's Henny'd Up hits for about 10 seconds. During this ten seconds the smoke fills the stage and then the beat drops and the verse begins! As Young MA raps over the loudspeakers, Clarence Hendricks comes walking out raising his hands up to a small chorus of cheers. The lights come back on when the beat drops and comes in a bit harder with the hook. Clarence walks down the ramp mouthing some of the words to the song and getting the crowd hype. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and just runs the rest of the way sliding under the ropes into the ring.. Adilene Floyd: Fighting out of Las Vegas, Nevada, the Henny Boy... CLARENCE HENDRICKSSSSSS!!Clarence gets up and spins in a circle hopping up and down on one leg and then blasts to the ropes where he poses again in front of the hard camera! Pyro blasts off the two back ring posts as the music continues. Finally the music fades as Hendricks gets into his corner. Billy: Clarence Hendricks is here! Last time we were scheduled to see him on Clash, he was attacked backstage by Team Extreme. Then at All-In he was part of an elimination tag match on the losing side.Chris Avery: Quite a test in DTF!DING DING DING! The two men saunter out of their corners and proceed with a traditional collar and elbow tie up. Markus breaks, grabbing a headlock. Clarence with one - two - three shots to the body, he shoots Markus off to the ropes and a shoulder tackle doesn't phase him! Billy: Evenly matched here in the beginning!Clarence, being smaller, hits the ropes this time and comes back driving his shoulder into Markus and the bigger man doesn't even flinch. A right hand bu Clarence! Chris Avery: There we go, get in there!Markus shakes it off and points at Hendricks! Some of the crowd says "youuuu" whatever that means. Hendricks goes for another but it is caught, the left now, caught as well! Markus EXECUTES THE TEST OF STRENGTH! Billy: HOW PRESTIGIOUS!Hendricks is no match for Michael, Clarence drops to a knee and is begging off the Test fo Strength, brother dude. Markus breaks the left, irish whip with the right, Hendricks with a cross body - no it's caught! Picture perfect scoop slam! Michael off the ropes himself now - LEG DROP - MISSED! Hendricks up, Michael on his hands and knees! He's calling for it! Chris Avery: Can he hit his signature axe kick?!Hendricks flies through the air with grace and poise but lands hard on the mat as Markus Michael moves out of the way! They're both back up - MARKUS WITH THE RING RAT! THE SPINNING SIDE SLAM! Billy: He's feeling it!The crowd is too, booing away as Markus lifts Clarence Hendricks off the mat and into a pumphandle backbreaker sending a crunch through the arena! Chris Avery: He hits the Screw Job! It's over!Michael pins! 1! 2! 3! DING DING DING! Billy: What a display by this veteran of the sport!"Nothin' But a Good Time" hits the PA again as DTF rolls out of the ring and shimmies his way back up the ramp playing air guitar. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:10:09 GMT -5
Madhouse
We enter on a backdrop, a neon light through the window of a hotel room, before slowly panning out to reveal the Hotel Gracery Shinjuku, a high class singles suite. On a desk next to the window sits the XIII Deathmatch Medallion, and next to that the DTW Eternal Warfare Championship, a subsidiary of Yamashi Pro. The clues seem to hint to one person, and we see that person leaning back in a chair, cigarette in his lips, eyes focused dead ahead on the ceiling. We see a side profile. Graham Baker: Lissie, I am...disappointed, to say the least. I had a group of goons ready to go-names like Vergo, Williams, Bacchus, the like. Real hard motherfuckers who were gonna accompany me to ringside, make sure that bag of rats that you're dating didn't get involved and fuck my shit over. Instead, I called them off. I figured you would be a woman of your word, figured you would actually have my fucking back. You talked about how much you wanted this, how much you wanted to get me person to person, man to man, and you got your opportunity. You got my championship on the line. You got me. Baker chuckles. Graham Baker: Unfiltered, unabridged, uncensored me. You put up a hell of a fight, but you and I both know that win was nothing in the realm of decisive. If Cassidy hadn't gotten involved, you'd not be eating much right now. Shattered teeth, broken trachea, a splintered skull. Atom Splitter, Half Life Bomber, the names go on and on, all the implements of torture, the vicious evils that I could've inflicted upon you had I gotten the chance in the end of that match. Instead, I got my foot grabbed. Stopped me from running. Stupid fuckin' ref didn't see it, either, but that ain't on Action. You locked in that double underhook and you drove me down. Crown of Thorns, what you said was too good for me, and you still had to use it. Twice. You put me away, sure. You took my belt after sixty-three days. You ended the meteoric return of the Guillotine. Congratulations. Baker regains silence as smoke drifts around his face. He seems to be contemplating his words. Graham Baker: Now you expect me to run off, right? Go back to my cabin and destroy my shit once again, like I did after ZMac put me down last time? You expect me to come out and whine and cry on Action about how good I am so you can say that you beat me, hang my title above my face. I'll be expected to move along, right? Just like last time. Take umbrage in still being booked as I move onto some trios tournament or other fucking nonsense. You'll stand atop my division until you falter once again, or until Blake gets tired of you having something that she doesn't. Not this time, Lissie. I'm fuckin' disappointed. I'm fuckin' bothered by the fact that I thought, even if you lost me, you could become more. Rise to the occasion and become that old Lissie Hope, become that woman that I admired. I'm sad to be proven wrong. I'm frustrated to be proven wrong. I'm frustrated that you haven't fucking gleaned the point of what I was saying, and that the entire lesson I tried to impart on you was for NOTHING. Baker breathes. In, out. He sighs. Graham Baker: So, we'll need another. Something more brutal, locked away from the world, locked away from Cassidy Adler and all of Philidor Holdings. I trusted your word once, and clearly, I can't do it again. But in the interest of not ruining Action and burying it under a shit-pile of invading forces...I'm going to take this alone. Next time, there'll be measures in place. Next time, I'll be more sound in my negotiations. I may be in Japan right now, indisposed with other commitments, but I'll be back around soon. And next time you see me, Lissie? Baker's face remains neutral. Graham Baker: I'll be taking what I deserve-a rematch for my championship, an opportunity once again. No matter the cost. Baker stares dead ahead, and then. Graham Baker: Be seeing you soon. We focus on the neons outside the window, and then cut to black. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:22:56 GMT -5
"Hippo" Harry Diderot vs. C! V! O!
Cue those lights dimming and changing towards a violet hue. Yeah.. YEAH! As the sounds of "Smack a bitch" by Rico Nasty queue up, red and blue fireworks shoot down the edges of the walkway, creating a spectacle of deep, vibrant, purple explosions that completely mask the titantron screen for a full moment before CVO walks down that very same ramp that was just lit up! Hair down, eyes forward, her stride is deliberately slow, she doesn't make an exception for who her opponent is as she makes the journey to the ring! Waltzin' right up the short walk up those steel ring steps, she makes it a point to hike her leg up, swing it around, and step over the top rope of the ring despite being just under six feet in height. Booted feet on the apron, she checks her gloves, and then makes it a point to tighten up her headband, waiting for the bell. Billy: Folks, this is C! V! O!, making her debut in Action Wrestling here tonight.Chris Avery: She’s got a tall order here for her first match in AW, Billy. Let’s see if she can prove herself tonight!Purple lights flash at the ring with a thick spotlight. Fans get to their feet as “Hard In Da Paint" begins to play. Moments later, enveloped in the flashing lights, and sporting an Atlanta Hawks jersey and glittering chains appears The Hippo at the entrance ramp holding a power fist high. Adeline Floyd: Hailing from Atlanta GA … weighing in at 325 pounds … “Hippo” Harry Diderot!Harry plays to the fans with a big grin on his face. As he passes the first corner barricade, Harry tosses his Hippo Harry branded hat into the audience before logrolling under the ropes. Hippo takes to the far turnbuckle and gives the people a raised fist. Harry then marches across the ring for a second power fist on the turnbuckle before taking his corner to prepare for the match. Chris Avery: It’s good to see the Hippo back in an AW ring!Billy: I just hate to see it under these circumstances!Harry and C!V!O! stand in their opposite corners as the referee completes his pat downs. He checks with both before calling for the bell. Ding Ding Ding! BAM! Straight out of the gate, C!V!O! shoots from her corner with a beautiful bicycle knee strike, sending Hippo Harry straight down. Billy: Whoa! Explosive first look at C!V!O!, rocking the big man! Chris, if this is what we will continue to see from this young lady, she’s got the energy to outlast the entire roster here!C!V!O! mounts Harry and delivers several stiff strikes, until the referee is forced to pull her off. He keeps her back until Harry is to his feet. The two competitors stare each other down as the ref steps out of the way. Chris Avery: It seems like this match is getting a restart of sorts! The ref is giving Hippo Harry a fair start.Harry and CVO lock up in the middle of the ring. After a quick test of strength, Harry takes control, shoving CVO to the ground. Hippo Harry looks out to the crowd, basking in the joy of his return. He walks around the ring and signals to the crowd to get them off of their feet. CVO is to her feet, and sees Harry with his back turned. She charges, but Harry turns around just in the nick of time and moves out of the way, sending CVO straight into the turnbuckle. Harry grabs CVO and lifts her up in a suplex position, one arm locked… And throws her right down to the ground, face first! Billy: Hippo calls that the Half-Chicken Suplex, an ode to his late brother Richie Diderot!Hippo goes straight for the pin! 1! 2! No! CVO kicks out at 2! Hippo gets to his feet quickly, and examines the ring. As CVO stays down, nursing her stomach, Harry shoots off the ropes and goes for a senton splash! Only for CVO to roll away at the last second, Harry sending his full weight hard into the mat. CVO jumps to her feet and immediately mounts Harry again, sending another flurry of fists to his head. Before the referee can stop her, however, she gets up. She walks to the corner, stalking Harry as he turns over and gets to a knee. Billy: BEST FUCKING SUPERKICK YOU’VE EVER SEEN! HOLY SHIT SHE JUST ABOUT TOOK THE HIPPO’S HEAD CLEAN OFF!CVO goes for the pin. 1! 2! NO! Hippo gets his shoulder up at the last minute! Frustrated, CVO delivers a few more jabs to the downed Harry, then looks to the top turnbuckle. Chris Avery: She’s going up, Billy! What is she doing up there?!Firm on the top rope, CVO bides her time, playing to the crowd a bit as Harry gets to a knee, then straight to his feet. NO! HARRY CATCHES CVO MIDAIR! Harry spins a full 360 degrees and plants CVO flat on her back! Billy: A-TOWN! A-TOWN!The referee slides down for the count! 1! 2! 3! DING DING! Harry gets to a knee and raises his arm! Adilene Floyd: Here is your winner: “Hippo” Harry Diderot!Billy: Beautiful return here for the Hippo!Chris Avery: Absolutely, Billy! Hippo is back, and he may be better than ever!Billy: CVO put up a hell of a fight, and she proved that she belongs here in AW, but it just wasn’t enough to put down the big man!The referee holds Hippo’s arm up as he celebrates and Clash goes to commercial. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:26:20 GMT -5
Goodbye ol' friend.
The haunting intro to "The Warmth" by Incubus is met with an electric pop as the arena lights partially dim. As the bass and drums kick in, QDT ventures assuredly out onto the entranceway, hand in hand with his fiancé Jenna Bauer. There's some scattered boos for her but they are overpowered by the love for him. A blue, white and red roundel target spotlight illuminates their trail as they walk towards the ring with confident poise. They kiss before simultaneously jumping up onto the apron. Jenna passes through the ropes as Quixote walks all around the ring apron, stopping momentarily at each side. Quxiote raises his arms to the adoration of the people as Jenna props up on the bottom rope, embracing him from behind. QDT calls for a mic. QDT: We have an announcement to make...Jenna Bauer: We got married! I'm now Mrs. Jenna Della Torre!There's boos as Jenna bashfully holds her wedding ring up in the air. Quixote raises his hand like a stop sign, chiding their disapproval. QDT: Look, I know tha...Jenna takes the mic off him apologetically. Jenna Della Torre: No I get it. I've been a real bitch lately, right?They cheer in agreement. Jenna Della Torre: I'm really sorry. I lost myself for a while back there. I let the darkness of the war with the Nightingales consume me. It won't happen again. I'm not looking back; I'm focusing forward to growing old with this guy.A pop. They raise each others arms as "The Warmth" comes back on. A large figure stands up from the commentary box and grabs a mic. Billy: WAIT!The music stops and they wait, looking with confusion at the rotund commentator. Billy: Jenna, you were the finest broadcast colleague I ever had. A little birdy told me about your good news so I took the liberty of purchasing you and Quixote a wedding gift... LAMB TACOS!!!From under his table, he pulls out the fast food delicacy to a huge roar from the crowd and passes it to Jenna. She holds it awkwardly. Chris Avery: Wow, what an honor. What better start to a marriage than devouring lamb tacos topped with your finest Shitfire Sauce.Billy: The real way to consummate. YOU MAY NOW KISS THE BRIDE!Just as they are about to kiss, the lights go out. Sickman by Alice in Chains begins to play over the Arena PA. As the lights return on, QDT and Jenna find that their puckered lips are planted on both sides of the cheeks of an intruder that stands between them... FLOP! Chris Avery: What the heck has he got in that box?QDT and Jenna recoil in disgust as Flop grins like a naughty schoolboy. Flop: I bought you a wedding gift too!Quixote cautiously takes the box from him. QDT: Don't tell me... a tarantula? A severed head Seven style? Baby shit sculpted into a dolphin?Flop shakes his head, seemingly hurt by the insinuations. Jenna takes the box from QDT. Jenna Della Torre: I can see by the wrapping that you have taken great care in this. Thank you Flop!QDT: Be careful...Jenna opens the box as QDT flinches. However, when it opens, he seems actually rather pleased. Jenna Della Torre: What is it?Flop: LAMB TACOS, silly!QDT: Thanks man, I love lamb.QDT shakes Flop's hand. He pulls Quixote in for some sugar as the fans go nuts. Billy gets back on the mic. Billy: This is an outrage! Plagiarism! There's only room for one wedding gift of lamb tacos in this town!Jenna smells both batches of lamb tacos; her nostrils twitching in delight. Jenna Della Torre: There's only one way we can resolve this! LAMB TACO TASTING CONTEST!As the people explode in excitement, Billy mouths "mine first". The newly married couple oblige. QDT: Yummm... not too salty, bit heavy on the shitfire sauce, melt in your mouth texture. 9 out of 10!Jenna nods in agreement. Billy: That's a 10 all damn long damnit!Flop: Now mine! Try mine!QDT tucks in; totally a million miles away from his previous disgust. He absolutely loves it. QDT: INCREDIBLE. A 10, EASY!Flop: Good. I mean... our buddy Derrick the Goat gave his life for those tacos... and his balls!There's hysterics throughout the arena as QDT spits it all out on the mat! Jenna suppresses giggles. QDT gags and sticks his hand up his throat. Billy: That's karma for cheating on my lamb tacos, you sick son of a bitch!Suddenly, as Quixote keeps coughing and spluttering, a mysterious figure crashes the ring and takes him out with a curb stomp. Chris Avery: THAT'S JILL PARK! SHE JUST HIT CANCEL CULTURE ON QDT!!!Jenna tries to save her new husband but Jill Park kicks her and executes the "Hot Girl Summer" Pedigree. Billy: STOP IT! I KNOW THEY DISSED MY LAMB TACOS BUT THEY DON'T DESERVE THIS!!!Flop slides out the ring. Jill Park follows him out, seemingly coming for him next, but pivots as she sees something out the corner of her eye; inspiring a glint in these eyes. Chris Avery: Oh no, she picked up a chair! The newlyweds need help out here!She takes the chair back in the ring and whacks Jenna on the back. The sound of the impact is sickening. She proceeds to wrap the chair around QDT's leg as the heat from the crowd is deafening. Billy: DON'T DO THIS!She runs to the ropes and performs another curb stomp, this time on QDT's chair tangled leg rather than his head. She's booed out the building but even this isn't loud enough to diminish the blood curdling din of Quixote's screams. Chris Avery: That knee is shattered. This is sick.Billy: ILL, EVEN!Smiling through a maniacally snarled toothy grin, she picks up a fallen mic. Jill Park: Congratulations on gettin' hitched. BREAK A LEG!
PARK PICKS UP THE LEG OF QDT AND TWISTS THE ANKLE!! SHE HITS THE CANVAS WRAPPING HER LEGS AROUND QDTS LEG AND KEEPS IT LOCKED IN!!
Billy: SHE CALLS THAT THE FRANKLE LOCK!!
Chris Avery: THIS MOVE BASICALLY ENDED FRANKS CAREER AS WE KNOW IT!!
Billy: AND NOW SHES ENDING QDTS CAREER!!“Therefore I Am” by Billie Eilish rings out but is barely audible past a chorus of vitriol as a part smug, part furious Jill Park strides to the back. Chris Avery: I can't believe this. We won't be seeing QDT for a long time... but WHY? Why did Jill Park do this?!Billy: She's gone off the deep end. A dangerous, dangerous woman. Plus she trod on my lamb tacos, damnit!The EMTs rush the ring and carry out QDT and Jenna on stretchers. They are clapped out as the fans watch on in grave concern. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:29:45 GMT -5
Jason Cain & Rampage vs. Byron Bathory & Zolton
Adilene Floyd: The following match is for one fall!War Ready by Def Rebel hits and the ActionTron strobes and lights up with RAMPAGE logos. Rampage walks out from behind the curtain and poses on the top of the stage. Adilene Floyd begins to introduce Rampage as he brushes off the few fans who are trying to reach out and touch Rampage. He doesn't let them get close and gives them a snarl just for thinking about it. Adilene Floyd: Standing at 6'1, weighing 328 pounds, he is the Brick Wall.. RAMPAGE!Rampage stomps his one foot down on the steel steps and looks menacing out at the crowd. He climbs up the steps onto the apron and wipes his feet before getting into the ring where he quickly turns and yells out towards the crowd and the camera letting everyone know Rampage is here and he's born angry. Billy: Rampage always casts an intimidating shadow!Chris Avery: Rampage is big. Rampage is bad. Rampage is SCARY, Billy!"Animals" by Architects plays over the PA, and Jason Cain appears on the stage. Chris Avery: Cain showing his focus! He is business as usual here tonight!Adilene Floyd: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 560 pounds, they are RAMMMMMMMMMMPAGE AND JAAAAAAAAAAASON CAINNNNNNNNN!Cain marches toward the ring as both he and Rampage step into the ring. Adilene Floyd: And their opponents...An unsettling hush comes over the crowd, just before the lights are cut off like someone blowing out a candle. A red strobe pulsates to life as The Duchess of Bedlam methodically walks out to center stage draped in a white sheer veil, his hands bound in a prayer with a red rope as "The In-Between" by In This Moment starts to play. he sings slowly along and as he inches closer to the ramp, the song kicks up and Byron steps out from behind the curtain dressed in his black trunks with crimson trim, black boots with black wraparound kick pads, and his hands and wrists taped up with black tape. Chris Avery: Bathory kinda creeps me out, Billy.Billy: The Duchess makes my pants get tighter. Chris Avery: ...He moves slowly around The Duchess, eyeing his up and down, he goes in to lift his veil, but instead grabs a hold of the red rope. He turns toward the ramp and gives a cocky smile as he slowly pulls The Duchess along with him. Fans reach out, but Byron blows them off and jaws at them for their trouble. Byron gets to the ring and he leads The Duchess to the stairs, where he slowly unties his hands. The two enter the ring and Byron stands in the center as The Duchess circles him, offering his finely chiseled physique to the crowd. The Duchess lowers herself to his knees at Byron's side, he looks up at him as he grabs onto his leg and he slowly pulls up his veil, revealing a demonic smile. Byron nods with his own crazed look before the lights cut back off. The arena darkens as the "F8" by Five Finger Death Punch plays. The peak of the song is reached and the arena begins to flash almost as though an electrical surge flows through the arena. "F8" bleeds into "Rise Cover" by State of MINE and a blue spot light shines on the stage as it is covered with smoke/mist. A moment passes and into the spotlight stands Zolton facing away from the ring. His head lowered, hair silhouetting his face. The chorus flows from "Rise Cover" and he turns and walks down the ramp. Ignoring the crowd up against the entrance ramp. Mist covers the ring now as he climbs the steps and enters the ring as it fills with blue lighting. He leans in his assigned corner after removing his long leather trench coat. The music fades out as the arena lights rise into normalcy. Adilene Floyd: At a combined weight of 510 pounds, they are THE SIN EATER BYRON BATHORRRRRRRRRRRRRRY AND “MAN OF CHAOS” ZOLLLLLLLLLLTONNNNNNNN!All four men approach the center of the ring jawing at one another. The referee steps in to send one man from each team to the apron, and the match is swiftly underway. Billy: We’re starting with Rampage and Zolton!The bell rings, and we’re underway. Rampage and Zolton start by locking up. Rampage has the strength advantage and takes Zolton over with a side headlock. Both men immediately bounce up to their feet. Rampage connects with a European uppercut and reaches for a Russian leg sweep, but Zolton dips out of the move and Rampage tags his partner out of frustration. Before exiting, Rampage blasts Zolton with a clubbing forearm shot and then lifts Zolton up on his shoulders. Cain climbs up to the top rope in an apparent attempt to connect with top rope tag offence. Chris Avery: Wow! These men are all over this ring like Cruisers!Billy: Like a ring full a’ spider monkeys!Bathory charges down the apron to break up the tag offense, but Cain dives off the top toward Bathory! Cain lands a flying forearm which sends Bathory down hard on the apron as Cain hits the mats outside and immediately shoulder rolls and hops back to his feet. Chris Avery: High impact move there! Bathory thought he was getting the best of Cain, but Cain cut him off at the pass!Zolton, still up on Rampage’s shoulders, starts to attempt to regain control. Zolton is attacking Rampage' face and eyes. Cain slides back into the ring, and Rampage falls back taking Zolton with him in an Electric Chair position. Cain jumps in and grabs Zolton’s shoulders as he falls, driving Zolton down into his knees from the Electric Chair! Billy: SHITFIRE! That’s some remarkable tag team offense! These men really seem to be in the groove!Chris Avery: Yeah. That was outstanding teamwork!Bathory climbs up to his feet and gets back to his corner. He stands there shouting to Zolton. As Zolton struggles to his feet, Rampage rolls to the apron and grabs his tag rope. Cain is back to his feet and allows Zolton to tag Bathory. Chris Avery: What is he doing?! Tag wrestling means isolating one opponent and cutting the ring in half! Cain is just letting his opponent tag out?!Billy: I just don’t think Cain is afraid of the challenge, Chris!Chris Avery: That’s just arrogance, Billy! It’s bad strategy, plain and simple!As Bathory climbs into the ring, Cain charges and hits a stiff clothesline that drives them both up and over the top rope to the outside. The referee starts counting them both out. One! Two! Three! Four! Cain is up attempting to return to the ring, but Zolton keeps kicking him back down to the mat below. Five! Billy: Come on Ref! It can’t end like this! We need a true finish, damnit!Six! Bathory rolls back into the ring. Rampage sees this probable count out and hops over the top rope before charging. Rampage slams into the ropes in front of Zolton and sends him flying off the apron toward the announce table. Billy: OH SHIT! Chris Avery: LOOK OUT! Zolton crashes into the announce table, but even with all of his weight driving into the table, IT DOESN’T BREAK! Seven! Bathory looks on and lets out a scream. Cain is finally able to get into the ring and break the count. Zolton is letting out hollow groans as he writhes on the announcer’s table. Cain and Rampage stand side by side sizing up their opponents while Bathory slides out of the ring to tend to Zolton. Bathory helps Zolton off the table, while Rampage and Cain charge their opponents from the inside of the ring, diving to the outside to connect with sick looking suicide dives that drive each of Bathory and Zolton into the announce table. Chris Avery: The referee can't control this!Rampage picks up Bathory and Cain picks up Zolton. Rampage hands Zolton to Cain and retreats to the ring. Cain runs Zolton and Bathory’s heads into one another before rolling each of them onto the announce table, laid out for Rampage who has climbed the turnbuckles in the closest corner. Billy: NO, DON’T DO IT!Chris Avery: HERE HE COMES!Bathory fights off the table by kicking Cain in the head repeatedly and Rampage jumps down from the top back into the ring much to the crowd’s displeasure. Billy: Thank you, Sweet Baby Jesus! I thought we was gonna die!Finally the referee attempts to exert some control of the chaos and begins the count. One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Cain recoils from Bathory’s kicks and the men drag each drag themselves to the ring, breaking the count. Rampage steps out of the ring to pursue Zolton who has remained on the outside but rolled himself off the announce table. Billy: I think Zolton might be leaving his partner hanging out to dry!Inside the ring, Bathory swiftly grabs Cain and drives Cain into the mat with his stalling lifting reverse DDT finisher! Chris Avery: FEAST OR FAMINE! FEAST OR FAMINE! IT’S OVER!Bathory makes the cover! One! Two! Thre- NO! Billy: SHITFIRE! WHERE DID HE COME FROM?! RAMPAGE FLEW INTO THE RING OUTTA NOWHERE TO MAKE THE SAVE!Bathory rolls out of the ring and under it. Rampage helps Cain up and Cain follows Bathory. Chris Avery: We’re in the middle of this match and the only man even visible in the fight is Rampage! Billy: It’s been a long time since I’ve seen anything like this!Zolton sits up at ringside as Bathory appears from under the ring! Rampage sees Bathory and Zolton standing on the mats outside the ring and swiftly charges them. As Rampage dives through the ropes, both Bathory and Zolton side step and Rampage crashes into the guard rail! Chris Avery: What an impact! My god! Rampage might have just taken himself out of this one!Cain flies out from under the ring like a man possessed, but he fairly quickly falls to the superior numbers of Bathory and Zolton! Billy: Cain likes to be the tough guy, but a 2 against 1 scenario is never good for the man on the 1 side!Bathory and Zolton take turns clubbing Cain down into the mats outside of the ring as the referee throws his hands up in frustration. Chris Avery: I think the ref has given up on the count out! What the hell?! This is anarchy out here!Bathory picks Cain up and throws him back into the ring before following immediately thereafter. Billy: Who’s the legal man for each team now? I lost track!Chris Avery: I think that’s why our esteemed referee gave up on counting these guys out, Billy! I’m not sure anyone knows who is legal now! Bathory attempts to pick Cain but, but Cain hits a number of solid kicks and chops to the legs and body of Bathory. Rampage slowly makes his way back to his corner while Zolton hops up into his corner to beg Bathory for the tag. Cain is able to recover enough from the hanicapped beat down to hit a surprise lifting knee strike that crumples Bathory. Cain reaches out to make the tag, and Rampage is immediately up on the top rope. Chris Avery: Again with the high risk maneuvers! Rampage drops an fist into the heart of Bathory, and Cain picks him up off the mat as Rampage returns to his feet slowly. Rampage is clearly feeling the impact of his high risk offensive moves. Cain throws Bathory into Rampage's grip, and while Rampage struggles to get Bathory up, he gets The Sin Eater into a fireman’s carry. Rampage drills Bathory with a Death Drop Driver! Billy: SHITFIRE! DEATH DROP DRIVER! It’s over! It’s over!Rampage drapes an exhausted arm over Bathory. 1! 2! 3! DING DING DING!! Billy: THATS IT! RAMPAGE AND CAIN WIN!!Chris Avery: WHAT A WIN! THIS TAG TEAM MATCH WAS FIRE!Rampage and Cain celebrate but not exactly together. The two get out of the ring. Billy: We got more dope matches coming up on Monday Night Clash! |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:31:28 GMT -5
Hardcore and Obnoxious!
"Flagpole Sitta" by Harvey Danger hits the P.A. as the lights flash red and the Actiontron is lit up with the fresh Chimp in a Suit with a Handgun.jpeg. The background is vaguely psychedelic with shifting fractal overlays. The curtain parts, and out steps Johnny Bacchus. The Hardcore Title is around his waist, and his American flag-print bandana is pulled over his nose and mouth. He rips the bandana off and whips it into the crowd before pointing down the aisle with a double-barrel finger gun, letting off a shot, and pantomiming blowing smoke off the barrel to the roar of the audience. Chris Avery: And he’s still standing!Billy: Unfortunately.Chris Avery: Last week at Uprising, Johnny Bacchus and longtime foe, Max Daemon, finally stepped into the ring together, and needless to say, Billy, it was an ugly and emotional match.Billy: Practically killed each other.The screen cuts to a replay of highlights from Uprising: Max and Johnny nailing each other with signatures and finishers, neither staying down for the three count – Johnny bludgeoning a grounded Max until the referee signals for the bell – Johnny limping up the ramp with the title raised as Max attempts to deny medical help. Chris Avery: This was a new side we’ve seen of Johnny Bacchus, a typically jovial and playful person here in Action Wrestling. What do you make of this match from the Champ?Billy: Like all Commies, Chris, they always seem like they’re just good guys and dreamers at first blush. But you dig a little deep – you see them kangaroo courts and firing squads – you see them Gulags – you se–Chris Avery: Okay, okay, let’s not go that far.On his way down the ramp, he slaps hands ad takes a moment to take some pictures – Yung Toon Summoned Skull is for the children, after all. When the couple reach the floor, Johnny’s expression takes a less goofy and more determined look as he regards his opponent. The Champ slides into the ring then pulls himself onto the turnbuckle and tears the Hardcore Title off his waist to raise above his head, pulling himself up onto the middle ropes to the roar of the crowd. Returning to the middle of the ring, Johnny takes a microphone… and takes a seat.
Johnny Bacchus: Fresno, California… this is not a message to you. I know where we stand – I heard you from the moment my music hit, all the way down that ramp and into this ring. And I thank you – it goes without saying that the love is mutual. But I’m here tonight with a message – it’s a message for people in the back – and even then it’s not for all of them. They know who they are. It is a simple, concise message, and it goes like this:
Johnny looks from the crowds and directly into the hard camera, his hair hanging down to curtain his face as he stares intently. Johnny Bacchus: Are you paying attention now?The crowd explodes! Bacchus looks up from the hard cam to the crowd, the roar of appreciation cracking his façade and teasing out a smile. Johnny Bacchus: Guys, it’s hard for me to stay angry if you’re going to treat me like this!Another roar of appreciation from the California crowd!
Johnny Bacchus: Those of us who live here in the Golden State are strong. We have been through Hell – we go through Hell every year, and right now we’re watching as our brothers and sisters have to evacuate Lake Tahoe – we’ve seen Apple Hill, where I have memories as fresh as visiting last year, evacuate. But no matter what, we will be back, and we will be stronger and better than we were before. This state is where the Oregon Trail ended – this was where El Dorado was discovered – this was the final frontier that turned those wandering, vagabond hearts and souls up to the stars, down to the ocean depths, into the internet to continue to build and explore and dream. The California Dream will never die – California will never stay down – and I am my motherland’s son: I will never stay down.Another roar of appreciation from the crowd! Chris Avery: Powerful words from the Champ to this crowd. And earlier this week, Fox Sports’s John Thomas that Johnny Bacchus has quietly put his money where his mouth is and donated his entire paycheck from Uprising to relief funds for those affected by the fires here and the hurricane in Louisiana.Billy: Credit where it’s due, Chris.The crowd quiets down and the intensity overtakes Johnny once more as he looks back into the hard cam. Johnny Bacchus: Last week at Uprising, I went to a dark place. It is a place that I have never been before – it’s a place I wish I would never have to go again. But I know that’s all it is: a wish. Because I could remain Achilles in his tent, stay in my lane, and lord atop my throne as the Clown Prince of Toon World where the sun’s always shining and land is technicolor… but that’s not the reality of our situation.
See, when I readied myself and then stepped into that ring with Max, I stepped out of that comfort zone. I faced the reality and faced the music… and I learned and realized that I can and should do more. I have been critical of the actions and motivations of others in this company in regards to a particular problem, but I, too, have not done more than talk. I could try to justify why that’s the case, but I’ll be honest: I was comfortable, and I was scared. I had things to lose – I could play it safe, keep my head down, and just let my mouth run from the peanut gallery. But after stepping out of the ring with Max, the Hardcore Title still in my possession even with blood running down my face and every part of me pushed to the limit – I don’t feel so scared any more. I don’t feel content with expecting others to rise to the occasion and fight the fight I could be.
So, I hope you’re paying attention right now… Philidor Holdings.THE CROWD EXPLODES! Johnny’s face doesn’t so much as twitch, his gaze strong and stoic into the camera as the building shakes around him. Johnny Bacchus: I have watched in the wings, time and time again, as competitors have stepped to your hydra and fallen. I have watched you take licks, only to bounce back twice as strong every time. I have watched brave but stupid men walk into your lion’s den and be torn apart. And I know that I can’t do this alone, so for the rest of you watching this in the locker room, this is my call to arms. I will walk alone if I must, but that is how every person before me has been destroyed. And for anyone who may be questioning my desires and motivation…Johnny gives a pat to the Hardcore Title draped over his shoulder. Johnny Bacchus: Carter, you can keep your belt. Lissie, you can keep yours, too. I already have one, thank you very much. My interest isn’t in securing myself another award or accolade. My interest… is in your heads. I’m prebooking the churches – me versus three hearses…
And if we all go to Hell? It’ll be worth it.Johnny flicks the microphone up into the air and lets it land with a thud on the mat before him as “Flagpole Sitta” hits the P.A. once more to the roar of the crowd. He rises to his feet, lifts the title in the air, and blows a kiss to the adoring California audience. Chris Avery: A strong statement of intention by the Hardcore Champion here tonight, Billy. What do you make of it?Billy: I’ll tell ya – it would’ve been easy to write this off a little over a week ago, Chris. I ain’t this kid’s biggest fan, but after seein’ him dig deep and put down Max Daemon? Kid’s got a fire burnin’ in him.Chris Avery: The question remains, Billy: will that fire consume Philidor Holdings or will it consume the Hardcore Champion? We’ll find out soon! |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:33:42 GMT -5
Bam Miller vs. Diego Tesoro
Adilene Floyd: The following is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he weighs in at 235 lbs... the self-professed wealthiest Mexican superstar in Action Wrestling... DIEGO TESORO!!RICH GREEDY feat. Peso Peso's Ese Talk hits and an engine noise is heard when a brand new Tesla Series X drives up next to the stage and Diego Tesoro hops out of the driver’s seat and poses next to the car. The crowd boos as Diego jogs around the front of the car and hops onto the stage and stands at the top directly under a shower of pyro from above him and he points to his smiling face. Diego fists pumps and makes his way down the ramp smiling and talking trash to all the disgusting fans in the rows around him. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and makes his way up the steps to the apron and looks back out at the crowd who continue to all boo him. He dips through the ropes and spins in a half circle and jumps to the middle turnbuckles and points back at his face with a huge smile. The crowd loves to boo him again as he makes fun of them for not having as much money as he has. He hops down off the turnbuckles and is ready to wrestle. Billy: I know this guy's entire shtick is being smug and unlikeable, but I have to draw the line at him arriving to the arena in a Tesla. That's just another layer of unbearable.Chris Avery: He's flaunting his wealth and affluence while driving a more environmentally friendly alternative!Billy: You think that makes him better'n me?? I drove here in a Honda Civic with a leaky exhaust!!Adilene Floyd: And his opponent, he weighs in at 225 lbs... "The Top Guy Slayer"... BAM MILLER!!"No One Will Survive" by CFO$ starts to play over the speakers as the sound of a motorcycle is heard as it rolls on stage with Bam Miller on it. He points around to all the fans before riding down the ramp and riding around the ring. He parks his bike and high fives a fan in the front row, then gets a Miller Lite beer tossed to him. He walks up the Steele steps, and walks slowly into the middle of the ring. He opens the can up and as soon as the can touches his lips pyro goes off behind him. As the pyro stops Bam Miller walks over to the corner to wait for the match to start. Billy: Now THIS GUY I like, he comes out here, pollutin' the environment and bellowing smoke, and drinkin' a beer! I can relate to this person and his values!!Chris Avery: The smoke emissions from his bike do not fit regulations from the fire marshall, and they're making the people at the entrance ramp really queasy.Billy: A MAN OF THE PEOPLE!!Miller and Diego do the awkward dance, circling around one another in the ring. Diego goes in for a shoot on Miller, but Bam manages to scurry out of his reach and back against the ropes. Miller scurries around, trying to find an edge and get underneath the self professed wealthiest Mexican superstar, but he's not having much luck. Miller steps forward, underneath a collar and elbow tie up, swings around the right arm of Diego and tries to hook the left. He falls backwards in a crucifix pin, but Diego rolls through and flings Miller with an arm drag, before nipping up to his feet and yelling some choice phrases in Spanish. To say that Miller is flabbergasted would be an understatement. Chris Avery: Tesoro comes from a storied lineage of lucha royalty in his country, he certainly has a unique skillset.Billy: Come on, Genuine Draft!!Miller rolls to his feet and edges out of the corner, not wanting to be trapped. Diego moves forward again, looking for any kind of clinch, but Miller lands a leg kick and sticks Diego with a jab on the side of the head. Tesoro barely looks fazed by the blow and tries to grasp his rival, but to no such luck. Miller ducks underneath his outstretched arms, and he fires off a standing dropkick to the chest, which sends Tesoro stumbling backwards. Miller looks to the side for a moment before getting to his feet. Miller sprints to the ropes, and hurls himself at Diego Tesoro with a crossbody. Tesoro catches him and spins him into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Miller slides off, cringing and holding his back. Chris Avery: Rompe espaldas!!Billy: WHAT??Diego Tesoro turns to the crowd, mocking them in Spanish and telling them all "I am very, very rich!" and the crowd responds with general dislike because, like, fuck that guy. He turns back to his adversary, and the boots come in quick and painful to Miller, who is left with no choice but to roll out of the ring and down to the floor. Never one to back down from a fight, Diego rolls out and meets Miller with a right hand. Before Miller can strike back, Tesoro grips Miller and gives him a Russian leg sweep into the guardrail. The crowd lets out an "OOOOOH" of sympathy as Bam hits with the back of his head first, falls into an uncomfortable position on his neck. He's writhing around on the floor, trying to figure out if everything is still in place. On top of all that, the lucha villain is coming in with the intent to do even more damage. A fist finds Miller forehead and makes him roll over. When he sees the injured body part, Diego is all too happy to drop an elbow and listen to the ungodly sounds Miller makes. Diego rolls over and gets back to his feet. He moves about five feet away from Miller. Diego Tesoro leaps into the air, and lands an elbow drop on the lower back. Chris Avery: Diego starting this match off with a bang and taking it at his pace. There is no way Miller can stand this kind of brutality for much longer.Billy: And I think it's going to get a lot worse.The referee admonishes Diego Tesoro to get it back in the ring. Diego Tesoro waves him off arrogantly. Diego Tesoro takes a moment to stomp Bam a few times, then he lifts the smaller man up and slams his head off the apron. Then, with Miller dazed, and only then does Diego roll him into the ring, following along behind. Diego shoots Miller into the ropes and lands a nasty spinning Alabama slam. Diego goes for the cover. One... Two... Kickout. Miller shoots the shoulder out. Miller rolls onto one shoulder, blinking and trying to get back in the swing of things. Diego lifts Miller off the mat and goes to throw a punch, but Miller manages to get a jab in. A stunned Diego is caught off guard as Miller grabs his head and drives a few stiff knee lifts, followed by dirty elbows. One of the hard hitting elbow strikes split Diego's lip open and make him turn his head. Miller releases the clinch, backs up and lunges forward with a clothesline that floors Diego. He transitions down toward the knee of the luchador. This move, when done correctly, can cause a significant amount of pain. Diego is feeling every bit of that, contorting and throwing his arms in the middle of the ring. He lunges towards the ropes, but Bam isn’t making it easy. Finally, Diego manages to make it to the ropes and the referee forces Miller to break the hold. Chris Avery: Now you know if the roles had been reversed Diego wouldn’t have broken the hold.Diego tries to stand on his now sore leg, but Miller is like a shark that smells blood and quickly goes back to work. He drives a shoulder into the back of the injured knee and forces Diego to collapse on the bad knee. He quickly backs up and executes a side kick to the back of Diego’s head. Diego falls, and Miller scoots in, dropping an elbow on the bad leg. Diego tries to pull himself up again but Miller, picking up the tempo, charges in and hits a swinging neckbreaker on the fly. Then, Miller drops down for the cover. One... Two... Kickout. Miller looks annoyed, but he goes to pick the leg and stomps it several times. Diego yells in pain and holds his limb, and he pushes himself up. Miller lifts Diego up, trying to support the weight on the bad side, but suddenly Diego breaks free with a stone fisted uppercut. Diego huffs, and shakes his knee out as he begins climbing his way to his feet. Bam Miller, holding his jaw, turns around and he is grabbed by Diego. Diego launches Miller into the corner buckles and he gives it less than one heartbeat before coming in with vicious clothesline that almost puts Miller into the front row. Diego turns to hold his arms up arrogantly to the crowd. Bam slumps out of the corner, breathing heavily. Tesoro sprints across the ring and levels Miller with a corner enziguri that lands so hard Miller's head whiplashes back. Diego decides to free Miller from his entrapment, lifting him by the head and slamming him into the canvas with a brutal spike DDT. He flips Miller over and goes for a cover. Chris Avery: Cash Kick and then that DDT, this may be it!!One... Two... Kickout. Miller finds a way to throw a shoulder up. The cocky, yet slightly tunnel visioned Diego chuckles and shakes his head, grabbing Miller by the shoulder and bringing him to his feet. A forearm finds the temple and Diego’s massive arms wrap around Miller’s back. Tesoro brings Miller off the ground and locks him in a massive bearhug, strategically placing the knuckles against the small of the back so Miller will scream that much louder. Chris Avery: Diego has got Miller exactly where he wants him. This could be the end for him right here.Miller grimaces and tries to reach out for the ropes, but Diego isn't letting him get anywhere other than next to the special referee. The ref asks if Miller gives up, and Bam shouts with a resounding "NO" that riles the crowd up. Diego leans his shoulder in and applies more pressure, forcing Miller to let out another yelp of pain and again fight for the ropes. Chris Avery: Diego taking this methodically slow. He'll well aware that Miller is no where near strong enough to fight him at such a rate. Isolating the back is going to make it that much harder for him hit his offense as well.Miller reaches out for the ropes one more time, but Diego bends him forward and digs his knuckles in even tighter. The crowd is getting behind him with a "Miller" chant. Bam feels a shot of adrenaline through his body and tries to resist against Tesoro. He fires off an elbow to the head, but it barely registers with Diego. Miller goes for another. A third. Fourth. And fifth. Diego finally realizes Miller is trying to break from the grip and reapplies the pressure. Miller isn't about to let up, bell clapping his hands around Diego's ears and finding a little breathing room. Another elbow finds the head. A right hand next. Miller finally figures a way to use Tesoro's strength against him, shifting his legs around, hooking the neck, and pushing down, sending Diego over in a DDT. The crowd explodes. Chris Avery: Miller managed to get out of the hold. Now is going to be able to do something with the available time?With a hand firmly attached to his back, Bam Miller finally gets up to his own feet without Diego assistance. Although, he does find Tesoro rushing over with angry intentions. A right hand recoils the luchador. Miller takes a hold of his wrist and launches Diego into the cable. He easily gets reversed, but ducks underneath the clothesline, hits the middle rope behind Diego and leaps into the air. Turning 180 degrees, Miller blasts Tesoro with a Knee trigger. Miller doesn't go for a cover, noticing how quickly Diego rises up to his feet. The man can take a lot of abuse and keep on ticking. Miller steps between the ropes and hops up top, a step ahead of the rebounding Diego who looks around the ring wondering where his opposition is. Pushing from his legs, Miller flies into the air and barely manages to get over the outstretched arms of Diego, landing a cross body with just over two hundred pounds crashing down on the neck. Miller makes sure to land on his side and rolls away from Tesoro, putting himself at the opposite side of the ring. Immediately when he reaches the ropes, Miller gets to the corner, and hitting a second Knee Trigger. Diego finally stays down and Miller hooks the leg. One... Two... Kickout. Diego presses Miller off and onto the side of the ring. Miller looks over at him, and rolls to the apron. Miller waits for Diego to get to his feet, and then he thrusts between the top and middle rope, looking for a shoulder block that doubles Diego Tesoro over. A few more half hatch knee strikes find their mark on Diego while Miller has him in a clinch. Bam Miller lifts Diego from the mat and lifts him in his arms before dropping his lower back against his knee and press down on Diego’s head as he stretches the body out. Diego manages to roll off the knee and trips Bam Miller grabbing his foot. In a flash Diego locks in an ankle lock and wraps his legs around the affected leg to inflict more pressure. Billy: Diego showing some real acumen in this match. I'm not sure if I'm impressed by him, or worried for Miller.Several agonizing seconds tick by with the grapevined hold in. Miller howls in pain and grimaces, biting down on a knuckle to keep from yelling. At length, Bam is able to kick with his free foot, and it comes across the lip and chin of Diego several times, enough to make blood flow a bit more freely from the lip. Diego Tesoro releases the hold and rolls away, squinting in confusion at the sudden claret. With Diego on the outside, blood dripping down his bottom lip, Miller has time to catch his breath and get to a sitting position. Throwing himself off the ropes, Miller charges ahead and nails a suicide dive, pushing Diego against the barricade. Tesoro goes down onto his hands and knees once again. Miller gets to his feet, holding his hands up to receive a burst of energy from the crowd. Miller rushes across to the adjacent side of the ring, charges back, and lands a head kick. Miller grabs Diego by the head, slams him into the ring steps, and shovels him back into the ring. After taking such a nasty shot to the head, most men would be down for the count. Although, Diego is already getting back up to his feet and preparing for even more punishment, all of which Bam Miller is more than happy to provide, as he comes in with a boot to the gut and a Stunner. Chris Avery: IT'S MILLER TIME!!Billy: But... just like that, Miller's adrenaline shot seems to be spent!It's true, Miller is laying on his back inches away from Diego Tesoro, who is spread eagled with his eyes closed. Miller takes a second to blink, ands wipe the sweat out of his eyes, trying to gather his wits. He crawls over to pin but Diego flips Bam to his back and covers!! ONE!! DIEGO PUTS HIS FEET ON THE ROPES FOR EXTRA LEVERAGE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING
Chris Avery: HIS FEET WERE ON THE ROPES!!
Billy: HOLY HELL!! DIEGO BEAT BAM MILLER!!
Bam is up and he's pissed! Diego is laughing but selling his entire body in true pain. He's stumbling up the ramp as a winner. Diego raises his own arm but falls down in pain.
Bam Miller is PISSED.
We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:34:40 GMT -5
The World Title Heats Up
“Angry Heart” By Otherwise hits on the P.A. system as the lights turn green, the spotlights hit the stage, and the crowd starts BOOING relentlessly. Out from behind the curtain walks the AW World Champion, Carter Shaw. Dress slacks and black t-shirt, the champ is looking sharp as he raises the gold above his head, never stopping his walk across the stage, down the ramp and towards the ring. Billy: How nice of our World Champion to grace us with his presence.Chris Avery: Was that sarcasm, Billy? How dare you, the Champ is ALWAYS here. Every week, he said it himself.Billy: He managed to survive the SEVEN-MAN World Championship match at Uprising:All-In. I don’t know how he did it but he did it.Chris Avery: He’s a lying, cheating Philidor snake...but he’s also one hell of a fighter.Shaw has entered the ring, microphone already in hand as he slings the World Title up over his shoulder and lets the boos rain down on him as the music cuts. He lifts the mic up to his lips, increasing the volume of the boos around him. He lowers it, but quickly resumes his plan despite the crowd noise. Carter Shaw: Corey Black...twice.BOOOOSSSS Carter Shaw: Spencer Adams...three times.BOOOOSSSS Carter Shaw: Ash Blake...twice.Mm. Crowd indifference, unsure if they’re happy or pissed off at that statement. Carter Shaw: QDT...Odin Balfore...DUNE...THIS is how the stat line is shaping up for my reign as YOUR AW World Champion, and if you want to sit there and say that’s not impressive, that’s perfectly fine. That’s your right. It’s your right to deny the plain and simple truth, and that is that YOU are looking at one of your BEST AW World Champions of ALL time.He raises the gold up confidently, a smug smirk on his face, as...you know it, BOOS. Carter Shaw: In all the struggles that the company had to name a proper #1 Contender for Uprising, it didn’t matter in the end. Pasternak and Torture threw the gauntlet my way and still stand here holding the gold. And now they’re back there, tossing papers side to side, scurrying in a panic, wondering just who in the hell deserves a crack at this now? I mean, at this point, any name that comes into your mind...I’ve beaten. And the company certainly risks the accusations of a monopolized contendership spot if they keep slotting the same damn names against me. AW originals? I’ve beaten ‘em. I’ve beaten ‘em ALL.He paces a bit, the crowd just stirring in passionate dislike. Shaw re-adjusts the title and slaps it proudly. Carter Shaw: Carter Shaw is your AW World Champion, Lissie Hope is your AW United States Champion, so much for extinguishing the Philidor flame, huh? It’s burning BRIGHTER than EVER. Philidor IS AW. WE are the f’n monopoly. And this title? Sitting on THIS shoulder? This is a weekly image you’re stuck with for a lonnggg tiiimmmeee.The taunting words draw IRE from the crowd, but just like that, “Dead Cell” By Papa Roach hits on the P.A., prompting the crowd to pop with cheers for the invited interruption. Shaw looks up with a cocked eyebrow towards the stage as out from the back walks Corey Bull. His music cuts off quickly as the big man has a mic in hand. Shaw sticks his arms out as if to say “What?!” Corey Bull: It’s pointless to question who’s next in line, Shaw. WE KNOW who is next in line, and you’re looking at him. September 13th. AMERICAN MADE. BOSTON. CARTER SHAW defends his AW World Championship...against COREY BULL.The crowd cheers for the anticipated next match-up between the two. Shaw lifts his mic. Carter Shaw: Yeah, great, just as I was talking about all of the AW Originals I’ve beaten, here comes the bottom of the totem pole. I’m glad you, at all of 7 feet tall, were able to beat a bunch of cruiserweights to earn this opportunity, Bull. I’m glad you’re next in line, because I think you’re just about overdue for another spanking courtesy of YOUR...AW...WORLD…--Corey Bull: I’m glad it’ll take place in Boston, Shaw. It’s only appropriate that we do battle on your Earth that I scorched. But that was a long time ago…I’ve changed. You’re lookin’ at a different Corey Bull, Shaw. I’ve seen the error of my ways, although looking back at the things I did to you? I don’t think any of that was an error. I think it was foreshadowing of exactly what you would come to deserve. I was just ahead of my time.Bull takes a few steps down the ramp, Shaw standing still in the ring watching on. The crowd cheers Bull as he advances. He stops a quarter way down the ramp. Corey Bull: I can smell it from here, Shaw. You still fear me. I left one hell of an impression on you, didn’t I? I’m your biggest tattoo. When you look back almost one year ago, when we last went to war...you didn’t really beat me, did you? The ‘win’ isn’t what you remember…Bull takes a few more steps down the ramp, the crowd building a ‘ooOOO’ chant as he gets closer to Shaw in the ring. He stops, halfway down the ramp. Corey Bull: Time’s up for Carter Shaw. You’ve had your fun running around here like it’s your own corporate playground. I’M going to lead AW into the future. A future that relies on TALENT. A future with much less of you, Shaw, and the corporate asskissers you call business partners.Bull begins his walk again, cueing the ‘ooooOOOOO’ chant once again, as Bull is now at ringside. Shaw hasn’t moved, staring down Bull with his arms crossed over the title belt. His facial expression hasn’t budged. Bull looks up towards him from ringside. Corey Bull: At American Made, Shaw? I collect my debt. And you, Shaw? You meet your maker.Bull climbs up onto the ring apron and swings a leg over the top rope. He swings the second leg up and over, and the SECOND his boot hits canvas, Shaw drops and rolls out of the far side of the ring to a massive drop of BOO’s. Billy: He’s leaving?! Just like that?!Chris Avery: Shaw’s not dressed to compete here, what’s Bull doing getting in the ring in the first place?Shaw walks around the ring, title high up in the air, as Bull and Shaw never ONCE lose eye contact from the other. Bull points slowly to his nose, mouthing “I smell your fear”. Shaw shakes his head side to side, yelling out from the bottom of the entrance ramp. Carter Shaw: This fight ain’t for free, Bull. I’ll see you in BOSTON.“Dead Cell” by Papa Roach hits, as Corey Bull looms tall in the ring, watching Carter Shaw slowly backstep his way up the ramp and back to the curtain. Billy: Man, this is gonna be intense! Corey Bull! Carter Shaw! American Made, next week, for the AW World Title!Chris Avery: So much history between these two, Corey Bull probably wouldn’t rather have it be anybody else he gets the chance to take his first AW World Championship reign from. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:36:15 GMT -5
Roman Gunn vs. Chase Jackson
The opening riffs of HERE TO SHOW THE WORLD hits and Chase comes hopping out on one foot to some cheers. He lands on the stage and spins around and puts his arms out wide letting the cheers soak in from the sold out arena! Adilene Floyd: Making his way to the ring, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 225 pounds, he is.. CHASEEEE JACKSONNN!! Chase smiles as his name is called and he walks down the ramp slapping some skin with some of the fans in the crowd. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and raises his arms getting everyone hype. He jumps onto the apron and walks around the ring post to the hardcam side and then bounces his back off the ropes twice while facing the crowd and raises his arms once more! The crowd pops again as Chase gets into the ring and stretches his legs and taps his knees and is ready for the match in his corner. The music fades. Billy: This is some overrun from Uprising in that six man elimination match! Chase tried his hardest but fell short to Roman!Chris Avery: He's getting one more opportunity here tonight to right that wrong!The hook to Jesus Walks by Kanye West hits and the lights dim as a spotlight hits the curtain where Roman Gunn slowly walks through and raises his head to the sold out crowd. They all begin to boo as he stands perfectly still at the top of the ramp and stares out at the disgusting people below him. Adilene Floyd: From Miami, Florida.. he's ROMAN! GUNN! Roman walks down the ramp looking to his left as everyone continues booing him but then he looks to the right and it's much of the same story. He turns towards the steel steps and gets onto the apron but before entering the ring he sets his foot back down on the apron and stares back out at the crowd. They just flip him off and continue booing. He finally steps through the ropes and walks over to the far corner and puts both hands on the top turnbuckle tapping it twice and then pulling himself up to the middle turnbuckle rope and slowly raising his arms into the air. The crowd boos as Roman begins to trash talk the crowd back. He finally steps off the middle turnbuckle ropes and the lights go back to normal as the music slowly fades. DING DING DING Roman tries for a clothesline but Chase ducks under and hits a clothesline of his own! Roman stumbles back but then grabs Chase and throws him over the top rope to the outside! Billy: GOOD GOD! HE JUST SENT CHASE FLYING!Roman is on the outside and Chase slides into the ring! Roman rolls in but Chase stomps on him! He kicks him! Roman is in the corner and Chase runs and jumps onto the turnbuckles and hits a right hand! Another right hand! Another right hand! Another right hand! Roman throws Chase back and Chase crashes onto the mats! Billy: HOLY SHITFIRE!!Chase is back up but Roman grabs him and throws him into the corner turnbuckles! Roman walks over to the turnbuckles and hits a side elbow to the head! Another side head elbow! He sends Chase flying with another flip down onto the canvas! Chris Avery: The power! The strength!Chase gets up and Roman hits a running boot to the side of the head of Chase sending him crashing down and Chase leans his head on the bottom rope.. which Roman is already telegraphed as Roman runs around on the outside and hits his shotgun dropkick jumping onto the apron and kicking Chase in the side of the head! Billy: Damn those boots! Those boots do so much damage!Chase is back in the ring and Roman hits the ropes and comes back with a spear! Roman covers!! Billy: THATS IT!ONE!! TWO!! THR- CHASE KICKS OUT! The crowd pops as Chase rolls to his stomach and Roman sits up. The crowd starts to chant! CHASE! CHASE CHASE! CHASE! CHASE CHASE! CHASE! CHASE CHASE! CHASE! CHASE CHASE! CHASE! CHASE CHASE! CHASE! CHASE CHASE! Roman picks up Chase for a powerbomb BUT CHASE LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND ROMAN! HE HITS THE ROPES! THE CROWD GOES CRAZY! ROMAN POPS UP CHASE AND HITS A SITOUT POWERBOMB!! Billy: THE DECIDER!!Chris Avery: DAMN IT!!Roman covers! One! Two! THREE! DING DING DING Billy: AND JUST LIKE THAT ROMAN GUNN PINS CHASE JACKSON!Chris Avery: ROMAN WINS.. AGAIN!Roman gets up and demands a microphone. He wipes his hair back and cracks his neck as he grabs the microphone from Adilene Floyd. Chase rolls to his stomach as Roman walks back to him and puts his foot on the back of Chase pushing him down onto the canvas. Roman Gunn: Acknowledge me.The crowd boos as Roman drops the microphone and Roman steps onto Chase and then exits the ring as his music hits. Billy: Roman is on a roll here in Action Wrestling, I can't believe it!Chris Avery: I can! Look at him. He has the power and strength, and he won't stop until he feels he has the awknowledgement from our AW universe! Billy: Great, I hate it!The scene fades out. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:37:09 GMT -5
TIME. TO. PARTY.
The opening power chords of "Carry The Flame" by Unleash the Archers hit on the PA, and on the tron the shield motif of the Vanguard comes on the video, interspersed with footage of Downfall and Dionysus' team hitting several moves in the Havoc match, and their clasp of hands in the middle of the ring. "All the time we had is wasted and gone, and all I ask is one moment more Hold fast onto that flickering flame, or tell me what has all this been for But I need you to remember, the power was in you all along You must remain despite all the pain and bring hope to those who have none Promise me you will be the one..." Downfall and Dionysus walk out onto the stage from opposite sides, and they meet in the middle of the stage and clasp hands, then turn to the ring and extend their other hand out with a fist as they shout out towards the crowd. Both men are proudly holding on their shoulder the AW Tag Team Championship belts, and they hold them up to the crowd, posing to the crowd as camera flashes go off. Chris Avery: THE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!Billy: The roof is coming off for these two men!The crowd is building a huge face reaction as Downfall and Dionysus, smiling broadly, walk down to the ring, slapping hands. They both go to opposite corners and climb up on the apron, and hold the belts up to another HUGE pop! Downfall looks to the sky, and streamers come in from the crowd, and confetti begins to shower down from the ceiling, and he looks over at Dionysus, who is beginning to get emotional. Dionysus holds his Tag Title belt in his arms as the confetti and streamers cover his suit. Chris Avery: What a celebration for the new champs, they have earned this from their efforts at Tokyo Fite and Uprising.Billy: You talk about cathartic, you talk about dreams coming true, watching this happen live at Uprising was something special.As the reaction is beginning to die down and the shower of confetti is slowing, Downfall has walked over and taken a mic, and he smiles, standing in front of Dionysus and holding his Tag title belt. Downfall: Dion, man... I know that we had to come out here and have our celebration for being the NEW Tag Team Champions, but I have to tell you..... as much as you gave me credit for partnering with you... this moment, right here, it belongs all to you.The crowd cheers, and starts a "YOU DESERVE IT" chant. Dionysus looks around, touched by the crowd's elation. Downfall: You said it yourself, these past four years, you felt like you didn't belong. You felt like you didn't get taken seriously. And you turned to me, one of your biggest rivals. But Dion... that goes both ways. You see, when I came here in July 2020, I was only looking out for myself.Downfall looks off to the side, expression growing stormy and darker. Downfall: I was arrogant, and entitled, and narcissistic. I thought this shit was all owed to me for the time I spent not in the spotlight, competing on a national level. And when we first met and butted heads, I was still in that mindset. But you pushed me harder... even when we were rivals. You pushed me to think outside of the box.He steps closer to Dion, passion increasing in his voice. Downfall: And you showed me, as an adversary, and as a damn partner, that nobody is going to hand you this success. That you aren't entitled to it. That at the end of the day, we are who we are because we saw that we both wanted respect. You brought that out of me, Dion... and you've made me better. And you made yourself better. This arc isn't just about me, you did the work too.Dionysus nods, and smiles, and says something to Downfall the mic doesn't pick up. The crowd is wildly applauding both men. Downfall: You did the work to show you belong here. That you deserve to be a champion. And that you deserve respect. So that's why I was dedicated to getting us to the Tag Titles... because I've been a Tag Champion before, Dion. I've helped random partners I've had nothing in common with to the gold four, five, six times now... so if it was just about the gold, I could have just won the belts and carried myself as the star of the team. But it wasn't. It was about so much more. It was about helping YOU, realizing YOUR potential and getting BOTH of us there. About winning that match and standing beside you, RIGHT HERE, with both of us holding up these belts and proclaiming ourselves the BEST. IN. THE WORLD.These fired up words make the crowd erupt into a huge amount of applause and "YOU DESERVE IT" chants that don't die down for over a minute. Dionysus smiles, looking around the arena and taking it all in. Dionysus takes the mic and nods for a second, before taking a wicked grin. Dionysus: Thank you for that sentiment, Daniel... and you're right. You're absolutely right, this was a hard journey that challenged us every step of the way. We both had moments where we thought that it might never come through. But we both had to find the strength in us to keep fighting. And now, we get to share this moment. But while Uprising, was amazing... the work is not done.Downfall nods, and stands silent for a moment. Dionysus puts the Tag title belt over his shoulder. Dionysus: If we wanna be the best in the world, the work is going to have to keep going on. And we can't count on facing just that one tandem of Dandy and Kidsgrove every week, we have to open up the challenge to EVERYONE. We have to be ready to take on ALL COMERS! And we will!Downfall, feeding off the energy, nods and flexes his hands, itching for a fight. Dionysus: We don't just want to hold these belts, we want to be ones who ignite the torch, who carry the flame of this Tag division!The crowd starts a "YES" chant! Downfall and Dionysus look around, soaking it up in the middle of the ring. Dionysus: We'll start right now - by taking on the first team to challenge us!Downfall suddenly stops and softly mouths "what" and cocks a look back at Dionysus, who is smiling like the cat who ate the canary. Dionysus grins cheekily at Downfall, and has a knowing twinkle in his eyes, as Downfall throws his arms out at Dion like "wtf are you doing". The crowd cheers wildly. Chris Avery: It looks like, to reinforce his point about taking on all challengers, Dionysus has invited someone out to the celebration right now to confront the Tag champs!Dionysus: When I put the word out that I wanted the Vanguard to take on all comers, the first people who stepped up to me were two men who we owe a big debt to.Suddenly, "Carry the Flame" by Unleash the Archers hits again, and Downfall looks even more confused. Two figures walk out onto the stage, dressed in the ring gear and entrance attire of Downfall and Dionysus in ring action, and going through the motions of running out onto the stage and clasping hands, celebrating with the crowd. And then, the camera zooms in close on them, and we see as they walk down the ramp it's the two stunt doubles of Dionysus and Downfall walking down to the ring, who had done the Vanguard's entrance two weeks ago as a ruse for Dandy Divito. Chris Avery: Dion invited the stand-ins!Downfall is staring at Dionysus in abject chagrin as the stunt doubles march down to the ring. They get in the ring, and immediately the Faux-Downfall gets face to face with Downfall. Downfall turns his head to look at Dion. The stand-ins are making title signs around their waists. Downfall's face becomes a friendly, toothy grin and he holds up a finger to say "One moment" to the stunt doubles and then he turns to the real Dionysus, gritting his teeth. Downfall: ...Are you kidding me right now?Dionysus just shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly and motions to Downfall to look at their competition. Downfall sighs, and pinches the bridge of his nose as he turns to look at the stunt doubles. The Faux-Downfall is really going for it, skewering Downfall's mannerisms down to the tee, flapping his hands aggressively in the manner of someone itching for a fight, cracking his neck to the side, flinching his muscles and trembling. The real Downfall just stands there watching, and he runs his tongue around the inside of his lips in the way of someone increasingly frustrated, then he mutters "okay". Dionysus: There's something to this, if we can overcome our own baser instincts, our own worst impulses, then there's nothing that can stop us.Downfall: Dion..... stop talking.Faux Downfall: Inside this ring are two wolves, and they're going to EAT you, Vanguard. Welcome to the school of p -Downfall headbutts Faux-Downfall, and knocks him down, and then grips him by the back of the head and flings him bodily over the top rope to the outside. The stunt double doesnt move. Downfall turns to Faux-Dionysus, and sighs for just a fraction of a second before kicking him in the gut, knocking his wig off. He grabs the back of Faux-Dion's head, and nods at the real Dionysus, who gets in position behind him. He throws Faux-Dionysus into the ropes, and Dionysus throws the stunt double in the air with a pop-up powerbomb before bringing him down across Downfall's knees on the way down. Chris Avery: TWO WOLVES!!The second stunt double bounces off to the side, and Downfall and Dionysus both get to their feet. The crowd is building a bigger "YES, YES, YES" chant, and Downfall, despite himself, has a smile on his face as he's giving in to the infectious energy. Dionysus holds his hands up to the crowd. Together, Downfall and Dionysus pick up the Faux-Dion by the back of his head and send him over the ropes to the outside as well, landing in a pile of confetti and streamers. Chris Avery: It may be unconventional, it may not be the way other people would do it, but these two have the chemistry, they have the support, and they have the motivation to be a force in this Tag division.Downfall and Dionysus pick up their belts and go to opposite sides of the ring, posing with them in a visual of the ring covered in streamers and confetti, and the crowd cheers for them! Billy: What a surreal and awesome moment! |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:38:43 GMT -5
HUNTER vs. Katherine Hastings(c)
Adilene Floyd: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL (...) and is for the AW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!Linkin Park hits as Hunter slowly strolls out from the back and stops to look around him at the crowd cheering (and some booing) his entrance. He shakes his head and throws those in attendance a smirk before making a b-line for the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope, and finding the nearest turnbuckle to sit atop while he awaits his opponent. Billy: HUNTER is looking READY for another crack at the English Rose. He’s had his ups and downs in making a mark in AW, but boy is he talented.Chris Avery: You don’t just stumble into a TV Title match. He’s proven his skill in the ring and will look to end the Battle Kat’s reign one week in.The vocal beginning of "Kiss With A Fist" by Florence + The Machine starts to play over the PA system. The crowd turns to the stage with excitement as a dozen closed red roses appear on the ActionTron. One after another, the rose heads begin to open up until the final larger flower in the center of the screen finally spreads its petals, revealing… "𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄" 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 The crowd cheers and begins to clap along to the beat of the drum as Katherine Hastings runs out onto the stage, being met with a massive ovation. With the AW Television Championship secured around her waist, she greets them all with a radiant smile, acknowledging the crowd's reaction before stopping at the top of the ramp, posing with both her arms out wide, her palms facing upwards. After closing both hands and relaxing her arms back down to her side, she proceeds to march confidently towards the ring. Katherine high-fives multiple fans as she approaches the ring apron closest to the hard camera. She climbs up, standing on the apron as she poses for the crowd once again. Katherine sidesteps to her right, wiping both feet on the mat before finally bending over to enter into the ring, signing the cross as she passes through the ropes. Once inside the ring, Katherine bounces around on the spot for a few moments until she removes the AW Television Championship from around her waist. Adilene Floyd: Originating from the City of Westminster, London, England... weighing in at 132 pounds... she is your REIGNING!... DEFENDING!... ACTION WRESTLING TELEVISION CHAMPION!... THE ENGLISH ROSE!!... give it up for... KATHERINE HASTINGS!!!Holding the AW Television Championship with both hands, Katherine raises it high in the air, receiving yet more loud cheers from the crowd. After finally lowering her arms back down, she folds up the championship belt, kissing the faceplate before handing it over to the match official. Katherine then retreats into the corner, where she proceeds to remove her entrance attire and inserts a mouth guard, commencing her final preparations ready for the match ahead. Billy: It is so great to see someone so PROUD to hold this TV Title. It is the title that we get to see every single week and Katherine Hastings knows the challenge ahead of her.Chris Avery: She’s number 42. She knows her place in the history of Action Wrestling, and HUNTER is staring her down right now...he wants to be 43 here tonight.The bell rings as the two size each other up from opposite corners. Hastings is ready, fists up, as Hunter watches her for a moment. He makes the first move towards the center of the ring, Hastings accepting the step up. Hunter appears to go for a tie-up, but Hastings takes advantage of the motion IMMEDIATELY with a whipping hip toss to the mat. She steps back and lets him to his feet, waving him on. He’s unfazed, but decides this time to charge at Hastings, who drops low, catching his leg and lifting him up, pancaking him flat to the mat with authority. Billy: The English Rose is READY for this one, my god. Is HUNTER telegraphing his moves, Chris?Chris Avery: I think Kat Hastings has watched so much tape, combined with her ring experience with him, that she knows all of his initial moves. Hunter is gonna have to mix it up here.Hunter starts to get up, but the BATTLE KAT doesn’t let him stand this time, as she starts WHIPPING kicks into his hips and ribs. Right, left, right, left. Hunter, somewhat impressively, continues to his feet, covering up what parts of his body he can. He stands, but Kat catches a rib shot with the side-kick, and the moment Hunter caves in towards the side, Kat whips her entire body around, the boot to follow with the KISS FROM A ROSE! Billy: SHITFIRE!!! Kat just practically kicked HUNTER’s head into the 3rd row!Chris Avery: He’s OUT, Billy! PERFECT form from Hastings with that spinning kick!The English Rose is PUMPED, waving her arms up to the crowd as everyone cheers for the clear fan favorite. She walks in a circle, pumping up all sides of the crowd, before turning back to Hunter who HAS...NOT...MOVED. She slowly lifts him up to his knees, the crowd building a ‘oooOOO’ chant as she does so. She gets him up and rests him into the turnbuckle as he begins to come too. As he lifts his head forward, remembering where he is, Kat is already unleashing several backhand chops. “WOO” “WOO” “WOO”. She runs to the opposite ropes as Hunter STUMBLES out of the corner, and Hastings launches legs-first, bringing him down with a beautiful hurricanrana. Billy: I have a feeling that the Television Title is going to be defended like it’s the WORLD Title by Hastings every week, look at her go.Chris Avery: She’s on fire and, uh oh, she’s sizing him up! This could be it!Hunter stands slowly...he has no idea which direction he’s facing as he slowly turns around into a leaping Hastings, who locks both arms in the air and BOOM!!! A GNARLY BATTLE OF HASTINGS, SPIKING HUNTER RIGHT on the top of his dome. She rolls him over in transition towards a pinfall… 1… 2… 3…!!! Billy: And just like that, Katherine Hastings RETAINS the TV Championship!Chris Avery: Man, you woulda thought HUNTER would’ve really wanted to avenge his last loss to her but Hastings just took him to school!Billy: He’ll be going into concussion protocol after that SPIKE into the mat by Hastings, my god.Chris Avery: The gold stays with Number 42! |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:40:10 GMT -5
The Return of Jayson Price!
We come back to Monday Night Clash and Alexander Pasternak is in the middle of the ring. The crowd settles down. Alexander Pasternak: Thank you for joining us here tonight on CBS and folks, it's time to get loud and proud! He was well on his way to a huge Tag Team Championship match at Evolution IV before it was derailed by his personal addiction, please welcome..The crowd gets on their feet.. Alexander Pasternak: WCF HALL OF FAMER.. JAYSONNNNN PRICE!!The crowd pops! "The Cell" by Gojira hits the arena speakers as the lights dim down. When the drums kick in, pyro goes off from the big screen and stage. The crowd lets out a mixed reaction as a spotlight comes down onto the stage and Jayson Price walks out from the back. The crowd cheers as Price gets closer to the ring. Billy: He was in a coma for quite some time, he was on so many drugs and booze, it's a miracle he's walking right now!Chris Avery: But he does look healthy! And thats saying something!Price is in the ring as the music cuts out and Pasternak and Price shake hands. The crowd is still cheering for Price. Alexander Pasternak: Than-Jayson Price takes the microphone from him. Jayson Price: Oh does it feel good to be here in.. Price leans in to Pasternak to ask what city they're in. Pasta tells him. Jayson Price:.. IN FRESNO!The crowd pops but then starts to boo realizing Price is being a dick. Jayson Price: Now that I'm back, lets talk match ups, Pasternak! Lets talk about this headline..Price makes a motion with his hand.. Jayson Price: JAYSON PRICE VS CARTER SHAW FOR THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!The crowd boos as Price smiles and thumbs up. Pasternak takes the microphone back as Price tries to get the crowd rallied up for this dream match. Alexander Pasternak: Ok, Price, I get it.. you're having fun, but no. That's not happening. Price opens his mouth like shocked Pikachu. Alexander Pasternak: Listen, lets get down to some facts. We need to talk about your future in Action Wrestling..The crowd oooooohhs. Price tilts his head. Alexander Pasternak: The new AW Health Plan is great, you're covered, as long as you stay as an active competitor in Action Wrestling..Price thumbs up and is mouthing he wants some Championship matches. Alexander Pasternak: However, there is a catch to you being out here.The crowd oohs again as the fans buzz. Price raises an eyebrow. Alexander Pasternak: Because of your addiction and to properly insure you and to make sure you stay on course for your Sober lifestyle.. You have to have "buddy" to be with you 24/7..The crowd buzzes as Price grabs the microphone. Jayson Price: Hell yeah! This sounds exciting! I'm ready for this! Who is it?! Is it .. Jill Park?!The crowd laughs. Jayson Price: Is it Ash Blake?! Ohhh, let me guess? ITS KATHERINE HASTINGS!Pasternak takes the microphone back. Alexander Pasternak: No, Price. We need to be serious. This buddy has a lot riding on them. They have to ensure you stay sober, they have to ensure you are on the right path. This is serious, Price. Jayson Price nods and rolls his eyes. Alexander Pasternak: So, let me introduce to you.. Your "sober buddy".. come on out!God's Plan by Drake hits. The crowd pops. Price turns to the ActionTron and is shaking his head no. Billy: ITS MASON JONES!Chris Avery: OH MAN!!Mason Jones comes on down the ramp and gets into the ring. The music cuts and the crowd is cheering. Mason is super smiling and happy. Pasternak shakes Masons hand. Price is shaking his head no. Price throws his hands at this shit and exits the ring but he only gets halfway up the ramp. Alexander Pasternak: Price! Listen! You have to do this.. We have stopped your Paramount+ bonus deposit.Price stops and turns around. Alexander Pasternak: You're owed $100,000 dollars AND we can keep your AW contract salary going every month IF you accept Mason Jones as your Sober Buddy! But you get NONE of those benefits if you don't accept this offer.Price lowers his head as Mason exits the ring and follows Price up the ramp. Pasternak shrugs and the segment ends with Mason trying to get Prices attention as they walk back through the curtain. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:41:06 GMT -5
The United States Of Lissie
“I’m the baaaaad guuuuuy…
DUH!”The downtempo bass drops. The trap-heavy outro of Billie Eilish’s “bad guy” floods the arena, the booming shaking the seats underneath each audience member. They rise to their feet in anticipation of the arrival of Action Wrestling’s United States Champion, Philidor Holdings’ own, "The Blackheart" Lissie Hope! “I like when you get mad.” The crowd jumps out of their seats as the booming bass of the song continues. The anticipation is growing, and the boos start to crescendo. Adeline Floyd: Ladies and gentlemen… The United States Champion… LISSIE HOPE!“You said she’s scared of me?
I mean…” Finally, the curtains spread and Lissie Hope emerges at the top of the entrance stage, standing for a moment and taking in the fan response before she is joined by Cassidy Adler. The two of them casually stroll down the ramp, hand in hand, as Lissie taps the nameplate on the belt. She faces the hard-cam and shows off the belt. I’m the bad guy.
Ha! Lissie and Cassidy climb the staircase and Cass holds the ropes open for her. He then starts pantomiming shooting photos of her as she holds the World Championship off to the crowd. Cassidy grabs the microphone from Adeline Floyd, and both Lissie and Adeline have a look of awkward distrust in their faces. Chris Avery: What’s already been an explosive night is sure about to get a little more combustible!Billy: This unlikely pairing - they’d been kept under wraps for months before John Thomas broke the news of their dating a few weeks ago in Oslo. And now, there’s no turning back!Chris Avery: Cassidy Adler made his presence felt in the United States Championship a week ago, doing just enough to distract Graham Baker and ensuring that Lissie Hope won their showdown!Billy: It was an incredible match until that moment, but the ends justify the means. For the first time in a year -- THE CHAMP IS HER!Lissie Hope waits for the crowd to die down a little before raising the microphone up to her lips. Lissie Hope: I’d forgotten a little what this felt like; to have my name on an Action Wrestling Championship belt; to strap the gold around my waist. I’d forgotten how it sounded to hear my name declared… AND NEW! And it’s exhilarating. It’s everything I want, everything I fight for.Lissie checks her emotions as she’s starting hear a scattering of applause. Lissie Hope: When you can pop a barbaric asshole in the mouth and take away the only thing he has - that makes it all worth it.Cassidy feeds into the fan disapproval as it swells in volume. Lissie Hope: This United States Championship is MINE. The Triple Crown… is MINE! I don’t care what anyone says - I didn’t go back on my word. I told him that Philidor Holdings would not get involved… and they DIDN’T. But there’s one thing I’ve learned in my time with Philidor Holdings, and it’s something I’ve never been taught by anyone else in Action Wrestling. It’s a lesson that everyone should see - and appreciate.A pause. Lissie Hope: You’ve got to have an “insurance policy.”She smiles and reaches for Cassidy Adler, engaging him with a kiss in the center of the ring. Lissie Hope: I’m not a coward. I simply righted the injustices done against me every time I’ve had something important robbed of me. And now? I’m waiting to hear the words that have evaded me every time I’ve put my title up for grabs. I want to hear the words… AND STILL!She raises the belt up. Lissie Hope: You want this back, Graham?The crowd continues to swell, as Graham Baker put out his intentions to win the belt back. Lissie Hope: You want to deprive me of hearing those words?The arena is rocking now. Lissie Hope: You think I’m going to let you?Lissie and Cassidy are in awe of how loud the crowd is chanting now: “BAKER! BAKER!” Lissie Hope: You want your rematch?Lissie Hope waits for an extended period now, waiting for the crowd to silence before a smile cracks on her lips and she raises the microphone back up to hers. Lissie Hope: No.Chris Avery: WHAT?Billy: SHE’S JUST SCREWING WITH US NOW!Lissie Hope: I never got mine, and I want you to know what the fuck that feels like. Moving on.Chris Avery: UNBELIEVABLE! HOW IS THAT GRAHAM’S FAULT!Lissie Hope: We all need to move on, right? That’s the theme of every pay per view. After a big event, there’s a bit of a reset. Things change, new contenders emerge. Not lately when Spencer Adams and Corey Black need to be humbled by Carter Shaw over and over again, but as a whole - you all want to see something different. You want to see a new struggle for power, you want to hear a new voice, see a new face. You want to see someone’s balls finally drop as he steps up from his pit of mediocrity and to give the bad guys a taste of their own medicine, don’t you?Billy: Is she referring to--Chris Avery: I think so!Lissie Hope: I heard it. I heard every word. I heard every chant. I… was listening. And... I’m still listening.Cassidy palms his ear to the crowd, who have gone dead silent. Lissie walks up to Cassidy and touches his face lovingly, before turning her back and grinding on him very seductively. Lissie Hope: Don’t you all wanna see me go... a little… Hardcore?Billy: MAMMA MIA!Lissie Hope: Don’t you want to see me swing for the fences… and hit that Grand Slam?Chris Avery: That was about as direct as it could go without mention of his name!Lissie Hope: I was paying attention.Lissie stops seducing Cass, and she looks directly into the hard-cam. Lissie Hope: Are you?“I’m the baaaaad guuuuuy…
DUH!” Billie Eilish hits the speakers again as Lissie Hope drops the microphone. She kisses Cass on the way out, before dropping to the mat and walking back up the steps, leaving Cassidy in the ring for his upcoming match. |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:43:48 GMT -5
John Black vs. Cassidy Adler
Adeline Floyd: The following match is scheduled for one fall! In the ring, he hails from Rye, New York… standing 6’1 and weighing 183 pounds… former Tag Team Champion… the Show Stealer… Cassidy Adler!With every pause in his introduction, Cass Adler tries to encourage the crowd to get louder. But instead of cheering for the 2021 Prince Jimmy Dean Memorial winner, the crescendo of boos echoes throughout the walls of the arena. Chris Avery: We saw Cassidy Adler come out here to support his girlfriend, the US Champion Lissie Hope, and thankfully he just stayed out here so we didn’t have to witness his behavior twice!Billy: Did you notice that he comes out with her, but she leaves when it’s his turn to take the stage? We see who wears the pants in that relationship!Chris Avery: I think anyone who enters a relationship with Lissie Hope understands that she’s not like most women, Billy. And Cass? I don’t think he minds.The lights goes out, and we hear the record scratching, then once "I get Real Raw" is heard JB comes out to the stage with the lights on as the song plays on the iron. Adeline Floyd: And his opponent, from Baltimore, Maryland! Standing 5’8 and weighing 260 pounds… he is Mr. Underground… JOHN BLACK!He then stands at the entrance way, looking at the crowd and walks down to the ramp and gives everyone some daps. Then he slides into the ring, and stands at the corner and taunts to everyone. Then he stands in the middle of the ring as his theme cuts off. Chris Avery: Listen to this crowd, Billy! John Black has always been about the people, and they love him out here in California!Billy: There’s no east-coast west-coast rivalry anymore!Chris Avery: There… uh… hasn’t been. For like two decades, Billy.Billy: Really?Chris Avery: The only rivalry we see right now is between the fan-favorite John Black, and one of the most morally-repugnant creatures to ever grace this ring. Did you hear him earlier this week, saying why he’s fighting John Blade again?Billy: Cass Adler just oozes disrespect! Anyone that would end his own’s sister’s career would have to.The referee calls for the bell as Cassidy stalks forward, flapping his gums like he usually does. Black doesn't really seem amused with Cassidy's antics, so he goes for a double-leg takedown, taking Cassidy down hard before immediately getting into a mount and raining down several clubbing blows to Cassidy's face. Cassidy goes for the cheap eye rake and shoves Black off. The two get back to their feet and immediately lock up, only for Black to pull Cassidy into a side headlock. Cassidy reverses the headlock with a sloppy vertical suplex that ends with Black landing awkwardly on his shoulder blades. Chris Avery: That was the worst suplex I have ever seen!Billy: That had to hurt, Chris. Cassidy's clearly looking to send a message tonight!Chris Avery: What? That he can't wrestle?Cassidy grabs Black by the back of his head and helps him to his feet. Grabbing a handful of the metal mask, he tries to pry it off Black’s face, but Black counters, and sends Cassidy into the ropes. Cassidy comes off, looking for a thesz press but Black sidesteps and catches Cassidy, dropping him over his knees with a pendulum backbreaker. Black grabs another handful of Cassidy's hair, yanks him to his feet, and kicks him in the gut, doubling him over. He steps to the side and locks Cassidy into a pump handle, lifting him up on his shoulder but Cassidy slips out the backdoor. He throws a knee into the small of the back, slaps on an inverted face-lock, and delivers an inverted DDT. Floating over he hooks the leg. ONE! Chris Avery: Looks like Cassidy Adler is brushing up on his wrestling! That inverted DDT was landed perfectly.Billy: I hear he has a full-time membership to PHitgym!John Black kicks out with authority and Cassidy argues with the referee, trying to accuse him of a slow count. Enraged, Cassidy gets up and stomps on Black's shoulder before grabbing him by the beard and pulling him up to his feed. Lifting him, Cassidy pulls Black to a vertical base, and sets him up for a shoulder mount. Before he could pull off any move, he loses his grip and Black slips behind him, gets him in a pump handle again, and nails him with the Jiggy Piggy Slam! Chris Avery: All of air was just crushed out of Cassidy’s lungs!Billy: And it blew straight out of his ass, Chris!Chris Avery: That… is a weird visual. Never say that again, Billy.The cover! 1… 2… ...but Cassidy kicks out! Black staggers back up slowly, pulling Cassidy to his feet. An irish whip follows, but just as Cassidy springs off the ropes, he leaps in for a short-armed clothesline that Black manages to dodge. He grabs Cassidy's arm, and drops backward with a crucifix hold, pummeling Cassidy with elbow strikes. Cassidy is roaring in pain, trying to break free from Black's clutches. Black is pulling on Cassidy's shoulder as he transitions into an armbar, torquing it as though he wants to rip Cassidy's arm out of its socket. After a bit more punishment, he relinquishes the hold and rolls backward onto his feet, only to have Cassidy reach out and grab his ankle. Cassidy pulls him back down, and goes for an anklelock. Black strains for the ropes, but he's too far away to reach so he grabs the back of Cassidy's head and turns the lock into a kneebar. Chris Avery: John Black has an out for everything Cassidy is attempting!Billy: He’s just too strong for this bird-chested toothpick!Cassidy rolls over, reversing the pressure on the kneebar, forcing Black to break the hold before it does damage to his own legs. Both men roll to their feet, sporting identical looks of hatred. Black is intense, rolling his shoulders as he stalks towards Cassidy. Once again Cassidy goes for a clothesline but Black ducks and immediately cinches in another armbar takedown before moving into a cross armbar. Black cinches the hold in expertly, using his sheer mass to try and crush Cassidy's bones into submission. Screaming in agony, Cassidy manages to power up to his knees, and then his feet, grabbing Black around the waist with his other arm. Desperately, Cassidy rocks back, dropping Black with a belly to back suplex, but the armbar is still locked on. Cassidy drags himself up again, teeth bared in pain as he tries again, rocking Black with a side suplex. The hold is broken, and Cassidy rolls away, cradling his arm to his chest. Chris Avery: I think John Black is softening up Cassidy’s arm as he looks for his crossface, the Black Man’s Kryptonite!Billy: It’s a brilliant strategy if he can pull off!Black charges in and locks his arms around Cassidy before he can shake off the pain, putting him into the Black Man’s Kryptonite! Billy: Right on queue!Cassidy struggles, clearly in pain, trying to fight out of it! Chris Avery: This could end it if he locks it in!But Cassidy is able to poke at his eyes, breaking free, turning around and driving Mr. Underground back with a few stiff chops before dropping to his knees and connecting with a vicious uppercut low blow that gets the fans booing loudly. Chris Avery: Are you kidding me!?Billy: That could have been a disqualification, but instead he’s just getting an earful from the referee!Following up before the momentum is lost, and blatantly ignoring the referees warning, Cassidy kicks Black in the gut and hooks his arms for the Sugon Dese pedigree, but Black reverses it. He catches Cassidy's head and lifts him up onto his shoulder, looking for the Black List! The crowd goes absolutely mental. Before John Black can drive Cassidy’s head into the mat with the death valley driver, Lissie Hope appears at the top of the ramp, providing just enough of a distraction! Chris Avery: Well, look at that! The US Champion is returning the favor!Billy: C’mon Lissie, get the hell out of here!
Adler slips out and rolls Black up!!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING
Billy: ADLER WINS!! ADLER WINS!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Chris Avery: THANKS TO THE US CHAMPION LISSIE HOPE!!
Billy: ADLER HELPED LISSIE WIN AND NOW LISSIE HELPS ADLER WIN!! YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!
Adler dabs and spins around as he rushes up the ramp to join Lissie Hope.
We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:45:16 GMT -5
Fight Forever Exit Interview
The shot opens at ringside at the announce table with Billy and Chris Avery. Billy: At Uprising, we saw the most recent chapter in the saga of Dandy DiVito and Sam Kidsgrove come to a close.
Chris Avery: I don’t know, Billy. Are they champions? No. But is this “Fight Forever” tandem through? I… I’m not sure!Billy: Well, let’s throw it backstage to Jade Riley where she’s standing by with Dandy and Sam right now!The shot shifts backstage to Jade standing with Fight Forever, as promised. Jade is smiling, but Dandy and Sam both look pissed off. Zooey is standing behind Sam comfortingly rubbing his shoulder as Jade starts in. Jade Riley: Sam. Dandy. Last week, you lost the Action Wrestling Tag Team…Dandy DiVito: We were there, Jade. Ya ain’t gotta fuckin’ remind us. Jade Riley: My apologies. Well, uh, anyway… Tonight, you’re here to conduct your exit interview with me. Dandy DiVito: Yeah. And who’s fuckin’ idea was that shit anyway?Jade Riley: I would assume it was Torture or GM Pasternak…?Dandy DiVito: But you don’t know?Jade Riley: I, uh, I guess I don’t know for sure. Hmm… Sam Kidsgrove: Can we get on with this? The team is done. We have no further business here. Is that all you need, Jade?Zooey smacks Sam on the shoulder, and he looks back toward her as she cocks her head to the side and silently chastises Sam. Sam Kidsgrove: What? I drafted me to defend the tag team titles, and they’re gone now. Transaction completed. End of the line. I don’t have to spend my time waiting for him to screw me over, and he doesn’t have to try to convince me his colors have changed. Dandy looks genuinely wounded and upset by Sam’s comments as Zooey chimes in. Zooey Deschanel: SAM! That’s enough! If you two don’t team anymore, fine. I don’t like it, but fine. That’s your call. But I will not stand by and let you treat him or anyone else like… like this! He is a changed man, and whether or not you believe it, I am going to do what I can to help him just like I promised. Dandy smiles, comforted by Zooey’s kindness. Dandy DiVito: Thanks, Zooey. Dandy redirects his attention to Jade. Dandy DiVito: Jade, I thought I picked Sam ‘cause he was a warrior. Turns out I picked ‘im, ‘cause the fuckin’ universe knew I needed to meet an’ get ta know Zooey. I mean, shit, I’d still have my fuckin’ tag title if…Sam barks out to interrupt. Sam Kidsgrove: Don’t even fucking say it, DiVito!Dandy laughs and shakes his head. Dandy DiVito: Wasn’t my fuckin’ shoulders on the mat, Sammy! What the fuck you want me to say?!Zooey looks at Dandy sternly. Zooey Deschanel: Enough, boys! You don’t have to team, but you do have to be cordial. Jade Riley: Jade Riley: So… Fight Forever is over?Sam and Dandy simultaneously and enthusiastically confirm. Sam Kidsgrove: YES!/Dandy DiVito: YUP!Jade Riley: Wow.Dandy DiVito: You surprised?Jade Riley: Honestly? No.Sam Kidsgrove: Good. Jade Riley: So what’s next?Sam Kidsgrove: No idea. Dandy DiVito: Oh, unlike my ol’ teammate here, I got plenty a fuckin’ ideas, Jade. Jade Riley: Care to share?Dandy smirks. Dandy DiVito: Let’s just say I’m gon’ hold these cards close to my chest, li’l lady.Jade Riley: Hmm… Interesting.Jade turns her attention from the interview back to the camera itself. Jade Riley: Well, with Dandy and Sam Kidsgrove are going their separate ways, it would seem Fight Forever was not exactly forever, but all hope it not lost! Billy, Chris, back to you!The shot goes back to ringside. Billy: He’s playing his cards close to his chest? What the hell does that mean?Chris Avery: It just means he’s keeping it to himself.Billy: I don’t know, Chris. I think Dandy’s up to somethin’!Chris Avery: He always seems to be, Billy.Billy: EXACTLY! |
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Post by Action Reel on Sept 6, 2021 23:45:45 GMT -5
CJ Phoenix vs. Beefer
"Break My Baby" Echoes through the stadium as the camera rotates around. Seconds later, CJ Phoenix walks out and stops at the middle of the ramp, stretching his arms out while lowering his head. Adilene Floyd: Making his way to the ring, from Baton Rouge, Louisiana...weighing in at 201lbs...he is the HAAAARRRRRDCOOORRRREEE CHAMPION...CJ PHOENIX! As the chorus begins, he raises up his head and lifts the Hardcore Title above high in the air. Then, he slowly lowers his arm and looks around at the arena. A sinister smile grows on his face as he walks to the ring. Once inside, he hops on the turnbuckle and holds his title in the air once more. Finally, he hops down, looks into the camera lens, and covers one side of his face with his hand for a second while mouthing the word "despair". Billy: CJ Phoenix with a HUGE showcase at Uprising! I thought he was about to win All-In!Chris Avery: I'm telling you, he was about to win it! Park had it, but then Phoenix stopped her and was grabbing the briefcase! He had it in his hands!Billy: Tonight, he has a rematch with Beefer! We've seen them go at it before!Crimson Valley's Open the Gates hits and the speakers immediately blow out when the song hits hard and heavy. Shane Striker and Bam Beefer walk through the curtain and out onto the stage to a chorus of hellraising boos. The two raise their arms as Striker smiles like the cocky bastard he is. Beefer begins yelling out at the crowd as Adilene Floyd introduces them. Adilene Floyd: Being accompanied by Shane Striker, it's BEEFER!! Striker jumps on the apron and gets through the ropes into the ring as Beefer hoists himself up on the turnbuckles over the top rope! Striker stands up on the middle turnbuckle and lifts up both arms and continues to point to himself on the chest as Beefer is leaning against the ropes yelling out at the crowd. The two come together in the corner and double fist pump as the music fades and they prepare for war. DING DING DING Shane exits the ring as Beefer hits Phoenix from behind! Beefer stomps, kicks and punches at Phoenix in the corner! He whips Phx to the other corner and lets him stumble out and Beefer hits a HUGEEEEE powerslam! Beefer pins! One! Chris Avery: Phoenix kicks out!Billy: Surprising! Phoenix was attacked from behind!Chris Avery: Team Extreme always doing things their way!Phoenix is up but Beefer hits a headbutt on him! A second headbutt! He whips Phoenix to the ropes and picks him up hitting another powerslam! He covers again! One! Billy: He kicked out again! Beefer picks up Phoenix and throws him to the corner! Beefer runs at him hitting a HUGE body splash into the corner! Chris Avery: Damn that could have killed him!!Phoenix stays put as Beefer poses and taunts! He hits a high-five on Striker and Beefer sizes up Phoenix again! He charges into the corner BUT PHOENIX ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!! Beefer SMASHES into the turnbuckles and stumbles back! Phoenix springboards off the middle rope and hits a knee to the head of Beefer sending him down!! Billy: PHOENIX WITH SOME FIGHT BACK!Beefer gets up and Phoenix hits a spear taking down the big fat Beefer!! Chris Avery: What is Striker doing?!Striker jumps onto the apron but Phoenix charges at him hitting a huge dropkick knocking Striker off the apron and CJ lands on the apron right after! Billy: Oh, hell yeah!Phoenix charges up to the top rope and jumps off! Billy: PHOENIX SPLASH!!He covers Beefer! One! Two! Three! Billy: HE GOT HIM!!DING DING DING Chris Avery: PHOENIX WINS OH WAIT!!Striker SLAMS a chair down on the back of Phoenix before he can get off Beefer! Billy: WHAT THE!!The official tries to ring the bell again but Striker slams the edge of the chair into the stomach of the ref knocking him down!! Striker takes the edge of the chair and slams it down onto the back of Phoenix! Chris Avery: This is BS! Come on!Beefer is helped up to his feet by Striker and they stomp on Phoenix BUT THE CROWD COMES ALIVE!! Billy: WHO IS THAT?!Chris Avery: DAMIAN KAINE!!KAINE RUSHES DOWN THE RAMP AND SLIDES INTO THE RING!! HE DUCKS THE CHAIR FROM STRIKER AND HITS A FOREARM ON BEEFER!! KAINE TURNS AROUND AND DROPKICKS STRIKER!! THE CHAIR FLIES OUT OF HIS HANDS AND STRIKER FALLS THROUGH THE ROPES!! BEEFER TRIES TO HIT KAINE BUT KAINE BACK BODY DROPS BEEFER OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!! Billy: WHAT IS KAINE DOING HERE?!Chris Avery: IS HE ON CLASH!?Damian Kaine drops down and is checking on Phoenix and helping him up! Striker and Beefer are PISSED OFF beyond fucking measure! They're talking trash as they're heading up the ramp! Kaine and Phoenix are on their feet as Kaine gives him props and coaches him up. Billy: KAINE HELPED PHOENIX?! WHATS THIS ABOUT!Chris Avery: Either way! Kaine saved Phoenix from a world of pain, I can guarantee that!We fade out as DK an Phoenix are in the ring together. |
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