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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:06:35 GMT -5
We're live on CBS! It's Monday Night Clash! The Fans are hyped... Adilene Floyd: Ladies and gentlemen... introducing now...The arena goes dark, and quiet. There's a building, electric buzz of anticipation, and then, finally, the opening drum rhythm of "Carry the Flame" by Unleash the Archers hits on the PA. And the crowd. Comes. UNGLUED. Dionysus comes out onto the stage, wearing a tailored white suit and cravat, and carrying his Tag title belt. He motions for the entrance, beckoning his partner to come out, and he does! Downfall steps through the curtain, and holds his arms out wide, a huge grin on his face. Adilene Floyd: The winner of the 2021 WOTY Tournament... THE WRESTLER OF THE YEAR... DOWNFALL!!!Downfall does a turn and lets the roar of the crowd wash over him. Dionysus stands and bangs his hands together in rapturous applause, and Downfall looks over at him with some emotion. Downfall is an asshole, and an aggressive prick, but he has also been through a lot this year and he has seen the value of working as a team with a friend, and fighting to redeem his name. All of this shows on Downfall's face as he looks around at the fans, who are giving him a standing fucking O. DOWNFALL! DOWNFALL! DOWNFALL!Chris Avery: The fans are on their feet, showing love to the Wrestler Of the Year!YOU DESERVE IT!YOU DESERVE IT!!Downfall is looking slightly choked up, as he makes his way to the ring, and there's a hesitance in his step, as if he wants to stop just in this moment and take everything in. All of the tears, all of the pain, all of the times he's been performing a solo journeyman act scratching and clawing for a spot on indy cards, and losing out on contracts. He stares at the people at ringside. Some are making fanning bowing motions, some are cheering wildly and losing their minds. All eyes are on him. He stands on the apron, and he climbs in the ring. Taking another, halting step, he looks to the turnbuckle, then he takes a second to climb up it... and he stands on the top rope, and he holds his arms out in a V, tilts his head back and just takes in a massive wave of reaction from the crowd. And then, Dionysus makes a signal to the back, and streamers and confetti shower down on the ring! The crowd applauds wildly, as for multiple seconds of TV time, the figures in the ring are a blur of falling confetti. Billy: IS THIS THE BLIZZARD OF AUGHT SIX??Chris Avery: Dionysus with a massive show of support, arranging a celebration for his partner tonight!The confetti slows, and Downfall grins and wipes some confetti out of his face. Finally, after a few moments, Downfall looks back at Dionysus and nods, and he hops down. The crowd is still going so loud that it's hard to get a word in, but Downfall takes a mic. Downfall: There's - this is gonna be emotional, and I usually try to keep my rep pretty tight, but this has been a LONG time coming. Even before this year. So, South Carolina! Is it alright if I talk my shit??The crowd roars back to the call-and-response. Downfall: I have been a part of this game for over twenty-three years, counting my training in wrestling schools and hitching rides as a bag boy. This past year, July 2021, marked twenty years exactly that I made my debut on American soil, in a little known indy fed known as the League of Fury. It's alright if you've never heard of it, it only held enough shows to crown one champion - yours truly.Downfall smiles a little as he reminisces. Downfall: Next year, April to be exact is gonna be twenty more years from my first big, mainstream television appearance. Some of you may remember the IEA, some may not - that part isn't important. What it is, though... means that it's been decades at this game. I rose up in the ranks as time went on. I moved from the IEA, to it's rebrand in the IEW, to the XWF, to others. I fulfilled my promise and I WON the IEW World Title, in 2006... and I defended it with a ruthlessness and a meanspirited aggression that was only the beginning. I lived lavish in my ego and pride... but that came before a hell of a fall. I've lost my spot multiple times. Been cut from the roster. Been told that my asking price was too high, and I wasn't worth it. I've seen the absolute most rockest of bottoms, and got thrown a shovel... but I never stopped doing what I loved. And that's...Downfall hesitates. He looks over at Dion, who nods supportively. The crowd is building a "THANK YOU DOWNFALL" chant. Downfall: That's brought me in a roundabout way to this. To here. And it wasn't easy... I got my ass kicked multiple times. I started out scrapping with this idiot right here, clashing and butting heads.He nods at Dion. Downfall: And I got smacked pretty hard in my first forays into trying to hang in here. But there is something about this place... something about, AW, that kindled a fire in my I've never felt. And I started pushing back on the opposition who wrote me off... because the fire inside me burned hotter than the fires they held me to... because I was NOT going to be denied anymore!! I was going to start writing my own destiny! I was going to finally get back to doing what I loved... to giving everything I have to the only lady I've ever let in enough, that she sometimes loved me back. To god damn WRESTLING!!His words are rising in cadence and pitch, and the intensity is showing. Downfall: Twenty years. TWENTY. YEARS! Over those years, I've let the promise slip through my hands, I've let myself get in my own way, but as I fought through the WOTY tournament, I didn't let ANYTHING hold me back anymore! Step by hard step, I stood up. Superkick by superkick. Godkiller by Godkiller, until one by one I knocked them all down. Kidsgrove. Ash. Bacchus. Regan... I cut through them because I HAD to, there is no other option for me. I'm not letting this go another twenty years... not another ten, or five, I'm not letting ONE MORE YEAR GO BY!! And I fought to the finals of the WOTY, and I WON! And now, I'M going in to January 3rd and finally getting one more shot at redeeming my legacy. At reclaiming my pride, and what I love!The crowd is roaring, booming "YOU DESERVE IT!" This goes on for a moment, and Downfall takes the beat until he lets it die down enough. Downfall: One more match. For the AW World Championship. Against Dandy DiVito.The crowd boo's a little bit, there are some cheers still as people are hype for the match. Downfall: Dandy... I'm coming for the AW World Title... and if you think I'm going to let anything stand in my way; You, your hopes and dreams, your goofy looking family, any of that, from claiming a prize, and doing it the right way to actually redeem myself and fulfill the promise of being the best that I've craved, of getting the moment in the sun that I've been chasing like a hungry hellhound for TWENTY. THREE. YEARS... of doing it in honor, in pride, in fulfilling a legacy and a dream... well, Dandy, I don't think you quite understand.His voice drops an octave, and is reaching a cold, measured pitch. Downfall: I'm fighting with more spirit, more heart, less shortcuts and less assistance than I did in my twenties, but any one in that tournament can tell you, they've never seen someone so determined. So focused. Look me in my eyes, Dandy, and see the run I've been on in just the back half of this year... from the moment Dion and I pinned Sam Kidsgrove-He jerks the Tag title belt up to eye level, but his eyes, staring guns down at the camera are intense. Downfall: It's been nonstop... I've gone from, in your own words, someone who should be fighting in the main event, to un-god damn-DENIABLE. I've been on a run that I've never equalled, not even at my peak in the IEW seasons where I won all of the gold, because I'm taking on everyone put in front of me, and just winning. So you hear this, Dandy -The PA interrupts with lyrics blaring: NOW IS THE TIMEFOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEETWIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACEWIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYESThe tone of the crowd immediately shifts and they boo the shit out of the apparent arrival of the Action Wrestling World Champion. Billy: The crowd was always a little unsure of how to handle Dandy’s attempts to change himself.Chris Avery: Well, after he resecured the AW Title by hook and by crook, they sure seem to be 100 percent against him again!Billy: All is right in the world, Chris.Downfall walks to the ropes facing the ramp and leans over them as if he’s sick of waiting for Dandy. The crowd’s energy stays peaked as Dandy’s music plays on, and they continue to boo the hell out of him. Chris Avery: Where’s DiVito?Downfall scoffs and shakes his head as the music fades out to silence. Somehow the crowd gets even louder in voicing their displeasure. Still clearly annoyed, Downfall lifts the mic back to his mouth. Downfall: Dandy, this is all -The PA interrupts again with lyrics blaring: NOW IS THE TIMEFOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEETWIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACEWIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYESThe crowd becomes unhinged and rains nuclear heat onto the heel move. A chant breaks out and becomes undeniably loud. FUCK-YOU-DAN-DY!
LET’S-GO-DOWN-FALL!
FUCK-YOU-DAN-DY!
LET’S-GO-DOWN-FALL!
FUCK-YOU-DAN-DY!
LET’S-GO-DOWN-FALL! Dandy’s music once more fades out and Downfall reacts much the same. Downfall: DiVito! This is weak shit even for trash like you!YET AGAIN, the PA interrupts again with lyrics blaring: NOW IS THE TIMEFOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEETWIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACEWIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYESThe crowd boos wildly yet again! Billy: Oh what the hell?! This is just ridiculous! Is this how Dandy’s going to silence THE WRESTLER OF THE YEAR?!Chris Avery: It sure looks like it, Billy!An unfamiliar voice pipes up through the PA this time though. ?-?: Wait just a minute, Downfall! Wait a damn minute!Billy: Is that…it is! It’s Richard DiVito, Dandy’s rat faced little manager!Chris Avery: And little brother!Billy: Somebody oughta take a chainsaw to that damn family tree, Chris!Richard waltzes out onto the stage with a mic in hand. Richard DiVito: First and foremost, I want to apologies for those little technical difficulties. Chris Avery: I’m not buying that story!Billy: If you are, I’d have a bridge in New York to sell you!Richard DiVito: Now, look, Mr. Fall…[/i][/b] Billy: MR. FALL?! Richard DiVito: …you’ve earned a shot at my brother’s title. Torture said those were the stakes. He made the match. The DiVito Family - The Empire Business - well, we don’t dispute that. It’s fine. My brother is unquestionably ready to dismantle you on that first Clash of the New Year.The crowd breaks out in another straight up “Fuck you, Dandy” chant which causes Richard to pause. Richard DiVito: Wow. Got some classy people in this humble little shitberg of a state, huh? The crowd’s chant switches to “Fuck you, Richard” as Downfall laughs. Richard DiVito: ANYWAY, AS I WAS SAYING… Mr. Fall, the Empire Business would like to congratulate you on your outstanding win over that, uh, little lady…Billy: Shitfire! What blatant disrespect for Regan Voorhees there!Richard DiVito: …but I regret to inform you that while you’ve apparently earned your match for the title, you don’t deserve to speak to the champion himself until you step into his ring and eat your pin like a man!The crowd explodes on Richard and a few of the folks close enough to the stage to do so start throwing trash at the stage. “I Will Be Heard” plays again and Richard bows to the audience as they continue to pelt him with garbage. Chris Avery: We thought we were in for a confrontation for the ages, but it was really just a tease for what’s to come!Billy: I hate that Dandy DiVito! Such a damn scoundrel! Always hidin’ behind somethin’! Waitin’ to strike like a damn snake!We fade to commercials. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:07:10 GMT -5
Bentley Unlimited vs. Mason Jones & Jayson Price
Billy: Welcome back to Monday Night Clash and our first match up here is tag team action!Chris Avery: Always a competitive tag team division, and you can see Price and Jones in the ring already! Price of course having to have his sober-buddy with him!Billy: I'm tellin ya, I don't think Price likes having Mason around!The two don't seem to communicate much as Price is moving to the apron and hotdoggin' in front of the fans. Whole Lotta Money by Bia hits and Steve Bentley comes out throwing up money in the air and he adjusts his tie and coat as Scott and Mike come out behind him. Steve Bentley smiles like a wealthy billionaire as Mike and Scott behind him raise their arms up and high five above their heads and then bring their arms down and fist pound. The music hits with some super bass and the trio come down the ramp. Adilene Floyd: Being represented by Steve Bentley, they are Scott David and Mike Wheeler, BENTLEEYYYY UNLIMITTEEDDDD!! Bentley gets up to the apron and he brings down the ropes as Scott and Mike slide into the ring under the bottom ropes and Bentley smiles and gets into the ring. Mike and Scott go to opposite corners as they jump to the middle ropes and taunt as Bentley leans against the ropes and points to each of them! They come off the turnbuckles and high five one more time and get into their own corner as Bentley jumps to the outside of the ring and coaches up his clients. Billy: Victorious at Turmoil, looking to turn up the heat and stay undefeated here!DING DING DING Mason starts out and ties up with David and the two circle around until Mason gets the advantage and whips him to the ropes! Mason puts David in a headlock but David picks up Mason and hits a back suplex! Both men crash down on the middle of the canvas as Price jumps down off the apron and starts flirting with some fans in the front row! Billy: What is Price doing!?Chris Avery: He's talking to some fans!Mason goes to tag him in but no one is there and Scott pulls him back before tagging in Wheeler! Scott picks up Mason as Wheeler hits a neckbreaker! Billy: They're really doling out damage to Mason!Jones staggers around as David picks him up on his shoulders.. He turns him around and Wheeler jumps off with a lariat! Chris Avery: The Boom!Mason is out and Wheeler covers! One! Price turns around and notices! Two! He comes over to the apron throwing his hands in the air! Three! DING DING DING Price slaps the apron and looks disappointed at Mason! Billy: Bentley Unlimited win again!Chris Avery: What a win for Bentley Unlimited!Bentley Unlimited roll out of the ring as Steve Bentley raise their arms up in celebration as Mason is trying to wake up and Price stumbles back to the fans and just pays more attention to them. Billy: Price didn't want to be in this match did he!?Chris Avery: I don't think so!Billy: Bentley Unlimited continue winning here in AW!
Chris Avery: Tag Team division is looking good!
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:07:49 GMT -5
Jill Park is HERE
Click-Clack.
Click-Clack.
Click-Clack.Jill Park’s stiletto heels echo through the parking lot as the Californian socialite traipses her way towards the back entrance of the Colonial Life Arena. Clutching her gucci handbag under her right arm she peered down as if she was looking for something. As she looked back up, she saw something that clearly made her angry.
Jade Riley, camera crew in tow, was standing at the door, awaiting her arrival. Her fists clenched as she drew closer to the staff and her eyes told the story a thousand words couldn’t. She was irate.Jade Riley: Jill!Jade, however, was as enthusiastic as ever, as she eagerly waited on Jill. As she finally reached within inches of Jade, it was clear she was in no mood whatsoever to engage with whatever Jade had up her sleeve. Jade Riley: Jill Park!Jade turned towards her cameraman.
Jade Riley: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m here with Jill Park. Jill, the AW universe is BUZZING following what many are claiming was a star-making performance by you at Turmoil! You submitted Kyle Kemp! You pinned Carter Shaw! You had current World Champion, Dandy DiVito dead to rights. Many would argue that if it weren’t for Richard DiVito, you would be the AW World Champion RIGHT NOW. Do you have any comments after the events of Turmoil?The question hangs as Jill does nothing but GLARE into the eyes of Jade Riley. Time feels as if it were standing still. You could hear a pin drop. Just when Jade seems to be visibly uncomfortable, Jill huffs and walks past her.Jade Riley: Well folks, I guess Jill Park isn’t in a talkative mood tonight. Back to you guys at ringside. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:08:08 GMT -5
Pepsiman vs. Picante Person
We see Pepsiman rockin' and rollin' on his way to Gorilla when he turns the corner and a flashbang stops him dead in his tracks! Pepsiman stumbles backwards! Billy: Wow! What the hell was that!?Chris Avery: This gets more and more strange by the week!Pepsiman is waving his arms trying to clear the air and it's two small bottles of Picante Hot Sauce. Found at your local stores. Pepsiman goes to pick up a small bottle but another flashbang happens and Pepsiman stumbles backwards miming a coughing action. He turns around and the bottles of Picante Sauce are gone. Billy: What is happening!?Pepsiman tries to give a thumbs up but he keeps coughing. He stops coughing and gives a big thumbs up. The fans cheer. A giant Pepsi logo appears. We fade out. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:08:51 GMT -5
Chase Jackson vs Joey Scala
Chris Avery: Billy. I have good news and I have bad news.Billy: Whats the good news?Chris Avery: We have one of our many debuts here tonight with The Brawla, Joey Scala.Billy: I like it. Whats the bad news?Chris Avery: He’s going against my boy, the best in the business today, CHASE JACKSON TWO POINT OOOOOHHHHHH!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: So what about Joey Scala?Chris Avery: Doesnt matter. This right here in the middle of the ring is the pinnacle of human performance and skill. The only other wrestler better than Chase Jackson is his shadow.Billy: I heard good things about Scala though.Chris Avery: What, did he get a four star review on yelp? Listen, Scalas daddy runs a pizza shop. That man right there, he runs the world of pro wrestling.Billy: I wouldnt be so proud of your boy, Chris.Scalas music hits and the lights darken in the arena as Scala comes out onto the stage and stands at the top of it. He pounds his chest twice and kisses his necklace wrapped in his fist and then points to the sky. Scala comes down the ramp. Adilene Floyd: From the mean streets of Yonkers, weighing in at 249 pounds, JOEYYYYY SCALLAAAAA!!Scala rolls into the ring and gets to his feet and leans on the ropes towards the crowd and yells some trash talk. Scala fades back into his corner and takes his necklace off and is prepping for his fight. Billy: Joey Scala, newly acquired talent. Don’t listen to the man to my left. He’s an idiot.Chris Avery: Yah, don’t listen to me, I only trained Chase Jackson. I only taught him every move in the book.Billy: Must have been a pop-up book.Chris Avery: Stand back, Billy. The greatest wrestler needs the greatest play-by-play. So if you want to get some Nachos, I heard papa Scala needs the business.DING DING Chris Avery: And Joey Scala is off to a sluggish start, standing there like hes waiting for a bus. Oop, he’s movin, must have seen a PPP loan on the ground. Those New Yorkers, they’ll do anything to cheat the system. He’s trying to go after my man but look at him, he’s slick. Ducking that head outside the ring That's right ref, back that bum up, he doesnt know what he’s doing.Jackson gets back inside the ring but Scala is there to meet him with hard rights that back Chase up into the corner. The punches land with a thud as The head of Chase whips around violently. Chase pops out of the corner only to get planted with a spine buster. Billy: The hands of Scala. So heavy and powerful. Chase Jackson was a dream street. That Spine Buster was text book.Chris Avery: three out of five at best. I’ll be generous.Billy: No, that was great.Scala picks up Chase and slams him down with a scoop slam followed by an elbow drop. Scala goes to pick up Chase again but Chase small packages him. The pin. 1.. 2.. KICKOUT! Both men to their feet as Chase grabs Scala from behind and hits a bridging german. Chases foot slips out and he releases the hold. Scala gets to his feet hits a shoulder tackle. Chase goes down but quickly gets up again into a sidewalk slam! Scala grabs Chase and starts to headbut him followed by an obvious throat choke. The ref counts the hold: 1..2..3…4.. Scala lets up as Chase gets to his feet. Scala goes after him but Chase with a toe kick and snap suplex. Chris Avery: beautiful rear chinlock applied. This is wrestling. This is what its all about.Billy: You’re supposed to be neutral.Chris Avery: I am. I’m indifferent to Joey whats-his-face.Billy: Joey Scala and Joey Scala has been in control this entire match.Scala gets to a vertical base and hits some elbows to the ribs of Chase before shooting chase off of him and connecting with a yakuza kick! Scala stays with Chase and sets him up for a stalling suplex … and powers him down. The pin. 1.. 2… KICKOUT! Scala picks up Chase and sets him up for a powerbomb but Chase slides out and hits a bicycle kick! Chris Avery: Cupids Arrow! You know, he can hit that from anywhere. Anytime.The pin. 1.. 2.. 3.. NOOO!!! Billy: Scala with the big time kick out!Chase picks up Scala and tries for a belly to belly but Scala blocks and counters with one of his own! Billy: Boston Crab applied! He calls that the Hudson Lockup!Chris Avery: Joey Scala should be locked up!Chase is struggling for the ropes, reaching for the break. He’s fighting and clawing. HE GETS IT! ROPE BREAK! The ref counts the hold: 1..2..3..4 Chris Avery: That's the second time Scala held the hold past four. The second time.Billy: It’s four exact.Chase gets to his feet and throws a kick but its caught by Scala…. Dragon screw! Billy: Whens the last time we saw a dragon screw? Scala applying further pressure with modified leg hold..Chris Avery: But Chase kicks him away!Drop kick by Chase as Scala is backed up into the turnbuckle. Chase now with some mounted punches and showmans-ship. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9…..10! Chris Avery: WHHHAAA!!Scala hooks onto Chase and walks him out of the turnbuckle… WHAM!! HUUGEE POWERBOMB! The pin.. 1.. 2… 3… NOOO!!! Chase kicks out! Scala picks up Chase but Chase hits a belly to back suplex… Chase goes to the adjacent corner, winded and exhausted. He waits. He calls. He dares Scala to get to his feet.. WHAM! THE L SHOT! Chris Avery: It’s over! Pin him!Both men are down as the ref counts 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8.. Chase with the arm over the chest… The pin. 1.. 2.. 3.. NOOO!!! Billy: Scala with the big time kick out!Chase gets to his feet and calls for the Jackson Driver… He picks up Scala and brings him up for the fisherman…. NOOO!!!! Scala floats over and he grabs Chase the waist… Hes got him up for a piledriver… Billy: SPANO - DRIVER!The pin! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Billy: He did it! Joey Scala beats Chase Jackson with an amazing piledriver!Chris Avery: What? No way. The piledriver is banned! The ref needs to reverse that.Billy: He’s not and Joey Scala is your winner here tonight!Scala throws up a middle finger to Chase as he dips out of the ropes to the outside. The crowd sort of booing Scala but he don’t give a shit. Scala walks up the ramp as Jackson rolls in the ring to try and get up. We take a commercial. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:10:44 GMT -5
Backstage at Clash
Mason Jones is shoving gear into a backpack as Price is trying to calm him down. Jayson Price: Mason, talk to me, man.Mason continues shoving gear into his backpack and starts to zip it up. Jayson Price: Can you say some-Mason Jones: NO!Price stops. Mason puts his backpack on and turns towards Price. Mason Jones: I don't need to say shit to you! I try helping you, I try working with you, I want you to be sober, I want you to be good again..Jayson Price: I know, I was just-
Mason Jones: You were just what? Ignoring me so I could get my ass beat?! You were talking to those fans and not paying any attention! I needed to make a tag, Price! You may not take this serious, but sure as hell do!Price has nothing to say as Mason goes to leave the room. Price tries to stop him.. Mason Jones: No, don't. I'll be your Sober-Buddy but that's it. I don't need your help, your advice, or anything anymore. We're done being friends. Its clear that I'm just your Buddy, right?Price has no words again.
Mason Jones: Goodbye, Jayson Price. Mason closes the door and leaves. Price sighs. End of scene. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:11:31 GMT -5
The Frumious Benderstretch vs. Cassidy Adler
Chris Avery: The next match will not only be a showcase opportunity for one of the most hyped big men ever to grace an Action Wrestling ring, but it’s also an opportunity for the worldwide public to see something they’ve been clamoring for.Billy: And what’s that, Chris?Chris Avery: It’s something we all deserve, something we’ve all hoped for.Billy: AND WHAT’S THAT, CHRIS?Chris Avery: For Cassidy Adler to be folded up into a pretzel like the spineless little cretin that he is!Billy: THERE IT IS! I’m with you there, Chris, this guy deserves to have his face pounded like a tenderized slab of Billy’s Juicy Baby Back Ribs! Chris Avery: And if anyone can do it, it’s the Big Frum himself! Billy: But before we get to it, I’m hearing that Jade Riley is backstage with the weasel himself!The scene cuts backstage and, indeed, Jade is standing in gorilla with a smug-looking Cassidy Adler, who’s immediately met with boos. He smiles and welcomes it, before looking Jade up and down and moving his sunglasses down to the bridge of his nose. Jade Riley: You don’t seem to have a lot of fans here tonight.Cassidy Adler: Oh, you mean those two failed pukes sitting with their little headsets and playing with their little monitors? Please, Jen.Jade Riley: It’s Jade. And Chris Avery is one of the most respected voices of professional wrestling. And Billy…Cassidy Adler: Billy? Ugh. He’s so fat. Disgusting.Jade Riley: I wanted to get your thoughts on the upcoming match with the Frumious Benderstretch, and possibly some reaction to losing - The fans erupt with cheers, and Jade smiles, rubbing salt in the wound. Jade Riley: Yes, losing - the CBS X-Championship last week at Turmoil.Cassidy Adler: Listen Jen, it obviously doesn’t mean much since I get my shot at the Hardcore Title next week at the Corey Bull funeral! And if anyone’s knows hardcore, it’s me… Cee-Radler, the Optimus Pound-her-snatch himself!Jade Riley: …what?Cassidy Adler: Now that Ash ain’t busy playing footsie with my little plaything, the clouds have parted. As water is as wet as Lizzie’s roast beef lips when the Rad-man shows her a little attention, I can set my sights on what I came back to do. And that’s win gold– A pause. Cassidy Adler: And take back what she’s taken from me.Jade Riley: I’m sorry, Cassidy… but what the hell are you talking about?Cassidy Adler: THAT STUPID FUCKING BITCH COST ME MY DOCUMENTARY.Cassidy’s outburst is met with silence, which is then broken by the opening notes of his theme song starting up over the loudspeakers. He shakes off the emotional tirade and pushes his sunglasses back up on his face. Cassidy Adler: Anyway, toots, I’m being summoned. Time to go clown on the biggest sped on the short bus. He slaps Jade Riley on the ass on his way through the curtain. You hear the sick intro to “U Mad” by Vic Mensa start to play, and you’re immediately mesmerized by the display of flashing lights and the titantron presenting to you Action Wrestling’s Show Stealer. “Ooo I don’t need y’all either. “Ooo don’t wanna talk about it. “Ooo like I don’t, like I don’t know nobody. “Like I don’t know nobody. “I guess I don’t!” “Oh you mad, huh? ‘Oh you mad, huh? ‘Oh oh you mad, huh?” You spot the smug look of the Show Stealer, Cassidy Adler, as he struts onto the ramp and begins to make his way down to the ring, adjusting his baggy shorts and beaming a pearly-toothed smile at you, causing you to immediately feel the need to get his number and find out when he’s next available. Unfortunately for you, this is the Adler show and he’s here to slap a hoe, not find his next sexploit. Cassidy brushes his blonde hair out of his eyes, slicking it back and blowing a kiss at the camera, followed by a wink as his music fades out. You can feel your heart racing from his mere presence in the ring as the 6’1, 183 pound specimen seems to have not only stolen the show, but everyone’s hearts. Even Adilene Floyd is swooning. Adilene Floyd: N… n- now in the ring, from Rye, New York… the “Show Stealer” C-Cassidy Adler!Don’t worry, Adilene. Cassidy forgives you. He’s used to it.Chris Avery: My god, this guy makes me nauseous. Billy: You know what would settle your nerves? The best pair to a baby back rib smothered in Billy Sauce! It’s a fresh glass of Billy’s Sweet Caroline Iced Tea! Chris Avery: Iced? You know some of our colleagues backstage are flooding your YELP reviews as we speak.Billy: I don’t care, Chris! THIS IS AMERICA! WE DRINK OUR TEA COLD!The lights dim. The opening chords to “Circus Envy” play through the venue’s speakers.LYRICS: “HERE COMES THAT AWFUL FEELING AGAIN!!”
Benderstretch stalks out from behind the curtain. Dropping to his knees, he assumes the classic ‘orans’ pose, arms out, palms up, head back, in reverence for whatever pagan gods he worships.Adilene Floyd: Out of The Tugley Wood at 285 pounds: “The Frumious Benderstretch”!!Big Frum bounds to his feet and moves towards the ring. When he reaches the apron he makes the leap up and then ducks between the ropes. Once inside and the lights come back up he turns towards the hard camera, pantomimes rending and tearing something (limbs, spine, neck, pick a body part!), and sticks out his tongue. He then goes to pace in his corner; like a jungle cat eager to pounce.Chris Avery: My god! This physical specimen is just unnatural!Billy: He’s worked hard at crafting that body, Chris!Chris Avery: So you mean he doesn’t slam a rack of your ribs for breakfast like you do?Billy: Probably not, Chris! But he looks like he wants to break some tonight!The bell rings and Cassidy looks completely overmatched. He’s trying to use his speed and paces quickly and aggressively, looking for an opening, Frum stands ring-center and circles defensively. Cassidy shoots for the ankles but Frum sidesteps and tries to clobber his back, but Cassidy shifts away in time. Cassidy then tries to corral him with a waistlock but Frum quickly defends it, gunning for another overhand chop that misses Cassidy by an inch! The fear in Cassidy’s face grows as Big Frum charges forward with a double axe handle but Cassidy evades it, slipping behind Frum and pushing him chest first into the corner post. He attacks with a flurry of forearms to the back but Frum just eats each one, before turning back to stare Cassidy down, tilting his head and sticking his tongue out from the opening in his mask!Chris Avery: Cassidy looks terrified in there!Billy: Wouldn’t you be??Cassidy is frozen in fear and Big Frum swings a short arm clothesline that completely upends Cassidy, tilt-a-whirling in the air like a rag doll! As Cassidy tries to crawl away, Frum places a boot on the inside bend of his knee, trapping him. He then transitions into a surfboard, his big boot in the small of Cassidy’s back and stretching his arms backwards! The skin on Cassidy’s abdomen stretches over the boney ribs but Frum relents, removing his boot and pulling Cassidy back with one swift motion into a pumphandle, finishing it off with a gutbuster! After impact, Cassidy rolls away to regain his composure as Frum stares at him with evil intent!Chris Avery: Big Frum is dominating here in the early going!Billy: I don’t see that changing, Chris!Cassidy pulls himself up with the corner as Frum takes a running start, looking for a kitchen sink knee strike! But Cassidy moves out of the way literally a split second before getting crushed in the corner! Cassidy throws some elbows into Frum’s back, and then slams his head on the post. He delivers a kick to Frum’s midsection, trying to soften him up with strikes. He lets Frum turn to face him, and on Frum’s charge, he drops to the canvas and drop toe holds Frum, his throat catching on the bottom rope! Cassidy quickly slides out and pulls Frum’s throat down on the bottom rope with an illegal choke! The referee starts counting, threatening disqualification, as Cassidy headbangs for momentum! But Frum… once again sticks his long tongue out of the opening, and that scares Cassidy enough to break the hold!Chris Avery: This man is impervious to pain! Is he even alive??Billy: Cassidy’s trying his best and it’s still not paying dividends! I love it!Cassidy nopes the fuck out of there and starts circling the ring to hightail it backstage! But the loud boos of the fans distract him just enough to give Frum a chance to roll out and give chase! He catches up to Adler and pounds him on the back, before slamming his face into the guardrail! He then irish whips him right into the entrance stairs, Cassidy screaming in agony! After a knee to the gut, Big Frum rolls Cassidy back in the ring and pounds on him some more with kicks to the back of the neck, driving his forehead into the canvas. As Cassidy rolls to his back, Frum grabs him with a two-handed choke and lifts him straight up in the air!Chris Avery: He’s dangling!Billy: Look at his little legs kicking! AHAHAHAHA!But the choke is technically illegal and Frum is forced to drop him! As the referee argues with Big Frum, he doesn’t see Cassidy Adler deliver a low blow! With Frum doubled over, Cassidy leaps into the air for a Fameasser-style facebuster… but Frum catches him in mid-air! He walks him over to the edge and launchess him clear out of the ring! Adler lands on his back outside! Frum rolls out of the ring, not giving Cassidy any time to recover. With his arms around Cassidy’s waist, he drives him backwards, his spine nearly severing on the ring apron! Cassidy rolls back into the ring to create some distance, but Big Frum is relentless! He climbs up on the apron and in a show of intimidation, he steps over the top rope to reenter! But Cassidy sees him straddled, the first error in judgement tonight, and leaps at Frum’s boot, pulling him up and down over the top rope! Even as dominating as Frum has been, and how he doesn’t seem to feel any pain at all… no man can hide the effect that one has!Chris Avery: If Cassidy has any chance, this is it!Billy: I’m gonna be sick!Cassidy leaps into the air and dropkicks Big Frum in the face, but he doesn’t fall off the apron… he foot gets trapped in the rope and he’s hanging by his knee! Cassidy drops to the mat and grabs Frum’s face and stretches his head underneath the bottom rope, his body in an awkward position and every ligament in his knee tearing under his flesh! Cassidy is forced to break the hold and he argues with the referee as Frum releases himself from the bear trap, pulling himself up with the ropes. His knee buckles as he places weight on it and Cassidy bounces off the ropes and shoulder blocks the knee, chopping him down. A smile starts to spread on Cassidy’s face as he sees the end in sight. He BITCH SLAPS Big Frum!Chris Avery: WHO IS YOU?!Billy: …what?Chris Avery: That’s what he calls it.Billy: You literally know every single move in the history of wrestling.Chris Avery: I don’t get paid the big bucks to peddle baby back ribs.Cassidy does a SUCK IT sign and kicks Frum in the gut, hooking both arms for the SUGONDESE! But before he can drop him with the Pedigree, Frum back body drops Cassidy overhead to a big pop! Cassidy bounces back to his feet and tries to respond with a quick clothesline, but Frum ducks under and drops Cassidy with a Samoan drop! The crowd starts chanting “FRUM! FRUM! FRUM!” as Frum pulls Cassidy up by the arm. He whips Adler to the ropes… AND ABSOLUTELY LEVELS HIM WITH THE BIG BOOT!Chris Avery: THE VORPAL BOOT! HOLY CRAP!Billy: HE TOOK HIS GODDAMNED HEAD OFF!But he planted on his injured leg, and it buckles underneath him! He crawls over to make the pin!
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–KICK OUT!
He took too much time with that injured leg! But still, he wants to finish this match and put Cass away! He lifts Cassidy up over his back, looking to lock on the torture rack!Chris Avery: JABBERWRACKED!Billy: I TOLD YOU! IF ANYONE ENJOYS PEELING MEET OFF A RIB IT’S THIS MAN RIGHT HERE!…but NO!
Cassidy escapes!
He rolls up Big Frum!
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HIS FEET ARE ON THE TOP ROPE!
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HE HAS THE LEVERAGE!
…3!!!
The referee didn’t see it! Cassidy Adler stole one tonight, and the universe fucking groans. Cassidy quickly rolls out of the ring and celebrates ringside as Big Frum looks on in disbelief!Chris Avery: This is unreal! The Frumious Benderstretch completely dominated tonight but Cassidy Adler found a way to pull it off!Billy: It wasn’t easy, and it sure as hell wasn’t clean, but a win is a win!Chris Avery: Let me tell you though, Big Frum is the real deal! He nearly gave us all an early Christmas gift tonight by squashing that gnat that just won’t go the hell away!Billy: But Cassidy Adler has a long list of enemies and you know his time is coming! You can just feel it! |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:12:58 GMT -5
Meeting of Legendary Ladies
Backstage, a quick cut shows Jill Park walking through the locker room area. Much like earlier in the show, she wears a scowl that could make your blood run cold, and send shivers up your spine. Everyone seems to be leaving her alone, although that’s probably not much different than usual; she was not exactly universally liked among her peers. A door just a step or two ahead of her slowly opens and Lissie Hope steps out.
As the two ladies make eye contact, Lissie’s expression is telling. Like everyone else, she saw how the final moments of the World Championship match played out. She knew the heartbreak Jill felt, because she’s felt it herself. Especially at the hands of Dandy DiVito.“Jill…” She began, as Jill looked away despite not shifting her feet at all. “Listen…” She continued, as Jill’s gaze slowly moved to meet hers. “I know. I’ve been there. I know the heartbreak. The emotional fucking toll it plays. I get it.”
A lingering pause, and Jill says nothing. Her face turns cold and her scowl remains. She walks past Lissie without another word. Before she gets too far from her, Lissie says one more thing to her friend. “I’m proud of you.”
That stops Jill, but only for a moment. Still not a word comes from Jill as she continues walking until she’s out of sight. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:13:33 GMT -5
Tatiana Jolee Vs Kancer
Adilene Floyd: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL (...)Red lights flash as "The Sickness" by Disturbed begins to play. Kancer slowly makes his way down the ramp, he enters the ring then goes and sits upon his corner's top turn-buckle; he waits for the bell. Billy: Kancer’s here, lookin’ as miserable as ever. Did Adilene even introduce him?Chris Avery: Very straight forward in his approach, Billy. No wasted movement, no wasted energy. A natural born killer.Billy: Kancer and Der Metzger lost to Bentley Unlimited at Turmoil last week, so you know Kancer is determined to get back on the right track here after a multitude of loses have really killed his mission statement.Chris Avery: Is there even a song called “The Sickness” by Disturbed, Billy? I think it’s Down Wi-...nevermind, it’s Tatiana TIME!“Anticipate” by Metric begins to play over the P.A system, bringing the fans to attention. The camera pans from the ring and up the ramp as TJ makes her way out, dressed in her traditional ring gear and an unzipped black A-Dub Wrestling logo hoodie with the hood up over her short hair. Adilene Floyd: “Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 113 lbs, and hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia… Tatiana Jooooleee!”Stopping at the top of the ramp to look out at the fans, Tatiana flips the hood back off of her head and gives a salute to the crowd with a little wink before making her way down the ramp and to the ring. After climbing up the ring steps, she enters through the middle rope and jumps up onto the turnbuckle to pose once more before settling back into her corner to await the start of her match Billy: Tatiana Jolee means business!Chris Avery: She went to war with Holden Ross last week on Turmoil, and BOTH competitors showed that they belong here in Action Wrestling.Billy: She certainly does, a very smart in-ring competitor. Tactical. The wins will start coming in droves for this great newcomer.Chris Avery: You know what they say, Billy, every end is another’s beginning. While Turmoil feels like it ends our year, things are just getting STARTED for Tatiana Jolee.The bell rings as Kancer finally hops off of the top turnbuckle, the face-painted destruction machine looking disinterested a bit in the match, underestimating TJ from the get go. TJ stands in ready-to-go posture, watching as Kancer slowly removes his trench coat. The ref yells for Kancer to get started, but TJ doesn’t wait, approaching step by step and pulling Kancer into an elbow and collar tie up. She drags him down immediately with an arm drag. Kancer gets up and takes on the challenge again, TJ ripping him even harder to the mat, almost pulling the arm out of the socket. Billy: Well, toe to toe, it looks like Tatiana Jolee has a strong advantage here!Chris Avery: I think it’s because Kancer actually lost one of his toes when he was a kid. Crazy story, something with his sister and an axe, they were playing…Billy: How do you know this?Chris Avery: He told me the story. He didn’t tell you?The two are at their feet again, but Tatiana is feeling confident on the vibes of the match, spearing forward and shoving Kancer hard into the corner. She brings some strong fists, right and lefts into the ribcages of Kancer, and a couple right hands to the temple for good measure before running him out of the corner and planting him with a Running Bulldog. The crowd is FIRMLY behind her, cheers surrounding the ring as she hypes herself up. Billy: Jolee is FEELIN’ IT, Chris, and the crowd is feeling her!Chris Avery: That’s about 20,000 citations right there.Kancer is slow to his feet but TJ takes him RIGHT down with a leg drag, dropping elbows into the crease of the left knee. Again. And again! Kancer manages to wiggle away, and Tatiana lets him as the face-painted goth guru pulls himself up with the ropes…only for Tatiana to grab him from behind and CHUCK him up and over with a picture perfect german suplex, folding Kancer over. Billy: WHAT a german suplex!Chris Avery: Call Jolee Chemotherapy, because she is systematically destroying Kancer.Before Kancer can even get up, Jolee is back at the leg with stomps, wrapping in a Drop Toe Hold that has Kancer trying to escape once more. She wraps it in tight, looking up to the crowd for more noise. They respond appropriately. She lets go of the leg and Kancer crawls to the corner in a panic. He sits upright, leaning forward and rubbing at his knee. Tatiana gives him no recovery time, as she sprints towards him and sends BOTH boots into his face with a jumping dropkick. She pulls him out from the corner, as he reaches for anything to grab. Nothing saves him. Billy: Kancer’s like a kid getting dragged by Tatiana Jolee!Chris Avery: This isn’t good, not good…Jolee has the legs wrapped up and…LOCKS IN THE NORDIC CROSSOVER! It’s locked in TIGHT!Kancer writhes in pain on his stomach as Jolee has his legs ALL twisted up in the submission move. Kancer raises his hand several times to tap, but doesn’t let himself. Not yet. As he lets out a yell in pain, Der Metzger shows up at ringside, yelling into the ref. The big man rolls under the rope and enters the match as the ref threatens disqualification. Jolee releases the hold on Kancer and jumps up to her feet to face the distraction. Billy: Oh come on! Der Metzger’s out here trying to save Kancer!Metzger yells at the ref before turning to face…A RUNNING TATIANA JOLEE, who DRILLS HIM with the BULLY CHOKE shotgun dropkick! Metzger flies into the corner as if he weighed 50 pounds, rolling outside the ring immediately from the impact. Jolee yells something at him, shaking her head, as she turns to Kancer…who is up to his knees, but can’t bring himself to a standing position. Billy: Uh oh…Chris Avery: It’s about to be LIGHTS OUT for Kancer.Tatiana forces him up to his feet, but only for a second before grabbing hold of his head, leaping up with both knees and…the DOUBLE CLUTCH! Billy: She nails the Double Clutch on Kancer! He’s out cold! Get this man a bag of ice for his knee AND a bag of ice for his face!Tatiana rolls over into a cover, hooking the leg and holding up fingers with the free hand to count along. The crowd joins in… 1…! 2…! 3…! DING DING DING Billy: And she does it, just like that Chris! What an impressive showing by Tatiana Jolee!Chris Avery: Like I said, Billy, surgical. It may have seemed easy, but the greats always make it seem that way. She made sure that knee was primed for the Nordic Crossover submission straight out of the gate. She had Kancer beat in two ways.Billy: And she’ll have renewed confidence rolling into 2022. Look out, Action Wrestling. Tatiana Jolee…means…business!She takes in the cheering crowd response with a victory lap, holding fists in the air before rolling to the back, waving off both Kancer and Der Metzger on her way. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:14:43 GMT -5
Odin Talks The Talk
Backstage at Clash we can see Odin sitting alone in the dark. A source of light illuminates him in the front yet casting deep and dark shadows. The AW Television Championship rested on the inside of his forearms with his fingers curled up over the top. Again he speaks as if he’s talking to himself as if there is someone out in the darkness that we cannot see. Odin Balfore: John Black. At Turmoil, I tried to warn you. After it was over, I told you to believe a man when he tells you who he is. Then what did you do but spit in my face? You told the world that you are a man who's ready to pull the trigger. Yet at Turmoil, you hesitated. You flinched. I saw what IS inside me. I saw what was inside you and we both know that you are not ready.These hands, John. These hands. I tried to be Lord Protector of the Realm. These hands, John, would not allow me to do that. These hands, John, they do not allow me to hide you anymore. I cannot warn you anymore, John. Walk away, John. Walk away before you can no longer walk on your own strength.I’m not a good person, John. God knows that my quest for revenge was misguided and impure. I’ve been broken down, ridiculed, and - now here I am.Here WE are, John. This is a quest that you wanted to embark on. For fame. For glory. For the Action Wrestling Television Championship. It didn’t have to be you, John, Unfortunately, regrettably, now - Now it HAS to be you, John.In this hour, I am contrite. I could not rescue you, and now, nobody can.I’m trying to be a better man, John. Truthfully, I am. Maybe next time you’ll believe a man when he tells you who he is.I didn’t want you to be next, John but my hands, they do not lie and my hands - they tell me that you are next.And that breaks my heart. For I know what is going to transpire.I’ll see you later, John.Be well. Be Safe.We fade to the next segment. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:15:06 GMT -5
Kyrie King vs. "Psycho" Vindel
Chris Avery: Billy, we have an interesting match up. Psycho Vindel comes off a tough loss at Termoil, he faces the debuting Kyrie King.Billy: I heard about Kyrie, he’s a tough submission expert. He was banned from MMA and you know Torture, he loves those guys. So now we have Kyrie King making his Action Wrestling debut against the unpredictable Psycho Vindel.HUMBLE by Kendrick Lamar plays out through the speakers as smoke feels the the entrance stage, The big screen lights up with the word Black Mamba as Kyrie King steps out in his ring gear and black hoodie, he points to the sky and then does a straight punch as the pyro goes off behind him as he makes his way down the ramp, He jumps up the apron and steps inside the ring and does a standing back flip and comes down in a fighter stance. He walks over to his corner and waits for the match to begin. Chris Avery: The self proclaimed Black mamba of MMA. This is the night to make something happen. Could this be the start of an amazing AW career?“Subterfuge” comes over the PA as Vindel walks out to the ring. Billy: Psycho Vindel, he just wants to fight.Chris Avery: But King is a professional fighter. He’s trained to be a fighter.Billy: But has he trained to fight Psycho Vindel, that's what I’m looking forward to.DING DING Psycho and King lock up in the middle of the ring. Psycho is loose and sloppy while King is tight and measured. Psycho goes behind and bulldogs King to the ground and starts punching him in the back of the head. King, however, is able to get to his knee and then to his feet, hitting a back body drop on Vindel followed by an ankle lock. Chris Avery: King, already showing that he has the presence of mind to get out of danger and locks in that ankle lock.Billy: Psycho comes back with a Ghetto Blaster. King is dazed but still on his feet.King hits a shoot take down followed by an Armbar. Chris Avery: Cross Armbar applied! He calls that Mamba Mentality!Billy: Psycho fights it. He’s trying to break it.Psycho is frantic, trying to reach for the ropes. Reaching… Reaching… Chris Avery: No! Psycho rolls over and scoops King up for a powerbomb…WHAM! It connects! A pin. 1.. 2.. KICKOUT! Billy: King kicks out at two!Psycho shoots King off the ropes and hits a roaring elbow but King just eats it and hits one of his own in return! Chris Avery: He just dropped psycho like a ton of bricks.King goes to pick up Psycho but Psycho with the possum pin! 1.. 2.. KICKOUT! Billy: I think Psycho is trying to play the mind games.Both men get to their feet but King comes hard with a series of headbutts that rock Psycho all the way back to the turnbuckle. King wrenches Psycho’s arm around the top rope and starts hitting kicks to the gut before taking a few steps back and hits a flying drop kick. Psycho pops out of the corner and takes a few steps and wild swings at the air before flopping to the mat. Chris Avery: King taking to the top rope.. Whats he going to do?WHAM! Flying headbutt! The pin! 1.. 2… 3.. NOOO Billy: Psycho kicks out.Chris Avery: Psycho rolls out of the ring.Billy: And out comes the pistol!Chris Avery: And here comes AIR MAMBA!! Suicide dive by Kyrie King.King picks up Psycho but Psycho comes back with a series of pistol whips followed by bouncing Kings head off the apron. Psycho takes to the top rope and runs across it, trying to hit a shooting star press! Billy: KING CATCHES HIM!WHAM! Chris Avery: Then rams him into the post before rolling him back into the ring.King picks up Psycho.. WHAM! VINDEL-IZER! The pin.. 1.. 2.. 3.. NOOO!!!! Billy: King kicks out!Psycho picks up King and throws him into the turnbuckle. Chris Avery: He’s setting up for the Psycho-Lizer!Billy: He hits it!NOOOOO!!! King rolls out of it. WHAM! Billy: superkick by King..King hits the ropes with a back spring elbow and comes back with a jaw breaker! Chris Avery: Venom Injector!Billy: SHITFIRE!The pin. 1.. 2.. 3 !!!! Billy: Kyrie King, the Black Mamba of Action Wrestling picks up his debut win!Chris Avery: Psych tried to out play King but he ended up out playing himself. King knew exactly what he was doing. King has a big career ahead of him! |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:15:37 GMT -5
Vanguard on Guard
The scene switches backstage, to show Downfall, and Dionysus, walking through the backstage area after their celebration a few segments earlier. They're both carrying their Tag title belts, and Dion is chatting away in Downfall's ear, excitedly. Dionysus: - And so what if Dandy wants to act like an ass, this is your night, Daniel. We're going to go back to the foundation headquarters and order up all of the sides, all of the appetizers, a few bottles of bubbly, and -Downfall: Dion, don't you finish that thought.Dion grins widely, holding his hands up. Dionysus: Perish the thought. We just -Both of them stop dead in the middle of the aisle, and Downfall's eyebrows knit with a mildly perplexed expression, before he tenses up, jaw squaring. He straightens his Tag title belt on his shoulder and steps forward. The camera follows along with him... and pans over, to find a surprising guest to Clash. Regan Voorhees is waiting, her arms crossed over her expensive white fake-leather jacket, rimmed at the arms and hood in faux-fur. She glowers. Downfall: Wasn't expecting to see you here tonight. I thought your excursion was done when I beat you at Turmoil.Regan doesn't take his mild jab as an insult, she smiles calmly. Regan Voorhees: I'm extending it. Bit of a bonus sabbatical to reward myself and close out a stellar year. And to satisfy some curiosity.Downfall and Regan step closer, coming eye to eye. Downfall: You know, I'm actually glad you're here, Regan. I want to tell you that I do respect you for the fight you put up at Turmoil. You came in, raised hell, you knocked off three elite-level talents, and you made an impact that nobody can deny. If you just park the spoiled little girl act, and fight like the tigress you showed in that ring, there's no telling how far you'll go. Next year could be yours... Except, if you came face-to-face with me.Regan smirks. Regan Voorhees: Agreed, fantastical performance by me and yet... Still second place. I'm not in the habit of being a particularly good loser. Though I'm sure you know I'm being honest when I say that it's nothing personal. Beating me, winning Turmoil, cinching wrestler of the year... All quite impressive. An historic year for Downfall. I really do suppose I should congratulate you, Mr. Fehl. But...But then, Regan's expression turns bitter. Regan Voorhees: Pass.Regan sneers at Downfall, and walks off down the hall, staring coldly at him and Dion. Downfall's eyes move up to meet Dion's. Dion shrugs. Dionysus: What, you thought she was going to bake you a cake?Downfall: Brother, that cake would be a nasty vegan monstrosity shaped like a dead pig's head. No thankyou.Downfall and Dion keep walking, and Dion starts making calls to his people as the scene switches back to ringside.
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:16:05 GMT -5
 John Black vs. Odin Balfore(c)
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. 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. Billy: The former Television Champion! He's looking to gain the belt back!Chris Avery: We'll have to see! Anything can happen in Action Wrestling!“ With Oden On Our Side” Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus. Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won! Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won! The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes.. Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part. Crowd: The battle is.. already won! Odin stares down his opponent as he waits for the match to get underway. Billy: Here comes Odin! A Triple Crown winner!Chris Avery: The TV Champion had success with the US Title, AND the World Championship!DING DING DING Black grabs Odin and hits a few chops before sending him back into the turnbuckle with a boot to the gut and a huge right hand. He whips Odin out of the corner into the opposite turnbuckle and lets Odin stumble out and hits a scoop slam! Black stomps on Odin and lifts him back up hitting a suplex! Black goes for a cover! ONE! TWO! Odin kicks out. Black grabs Odin and hits a few chops and sends him to the ropes and goes for a clothesline! Odin ducks and lets Black turn around and hits a dropkick! Black goes down to the canvas before rolling to his knees where Odin meets him with a kick to the head! Odin pins Black! ONE! TWO! Black gets a shoulder out and rolls to the corner where Odin helps him to his feet just to whip him out of the corner into the other turnbuckles hitting a powerslam! Odin pins Black! One! Two! Black gets another shoulder up. Billy: It was almost over!Chris Avery: I thought it was!This time Odin picks up Black and goes for a suplex but Black gets out of it and hits a few strikes on Odin before just picking him up and slamming him down with a belly to belly! Odin is out! Black covers! One! Billy: ODIN GETS A SHOULDER UP!!Chris Avery: Black needs to get back on the offense in a hurry!Black whips Odin to the ropes and goes for a kick but Odin catches the boot and whips Black around and hits a HUGE sidewalk slam!! Odin has him down for the count! ONE!! TWO!! Black KICKS OUT!! Billy: BLACK GETS A SHOULDER UP!Chris Avery: THEY GO BACK AND FORTH WITH MOMENTUM!Odin lifts Black to his feet and goes for another suplex but Black gets out of it one more time! This time Black turns Odin around and picks him up on his shoulders.. Odin drops out of it and just hits The Ragnarok! Billy: Ragnarok! Oh my!Chris Avery: Its over!One! Two! Three! DING DING DING Billy: Still Television Champion, Odin Balfore!Chris Avery: Wow! Odin can hold that Television Championship for a VERY long time, I bet! He's one tough son of a bitch!Billy: Don't take anything from John Black either, Black has already stated he's looking to focus on a lot of stuff going forward.. he'll be makin' moves, I'm sure!We fade to a commercial as Odin lifts up the TV title. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:16:29 GMT -5
Olive Adler Segment
We cut backstage, opening on the smirking face of Clash Assistant General Manager Olivia Adler, an all-too-familiar ill-intentioned glimmer in her eyes. She adjusts her sling before resting her good arm on her desk, tucked into the corner of the GM's office, shooting a glance towards Pasternak's empty desk before returning her gaze to the lithe graying man seated across from her — the head of AW's medical staff. Olivia Adler: I'm so glad you've found the time to meet with me. I know you're a busy man, so I promise to not take any more of your time than needed, Doctor…Her eyes dart down, glancing at one of the papers loosely strewn across her desk. Olivia Adler: S. Larkin.
The trainer clears his throat, an uneasy smile on his face. Larkin: Please, call me—Olivia shushes the trainer with a quick gesture, her grin bearing teeth. Olivia Adler: Save it, Doc. Words cannot express how little I care.Larkin's nervous smile falters, his lips twitching downwards as his hands ball into fists in his lap. Olivia Adler: Let's cut to the chase.Her eyes shoot down once more, towards a different paper in the pile. Olivia Adler: I hear you've come to a decision regarding the status of our Hardcore Champion, Ms. Ashley Blakesley.Larkin: That's correct! You have the report in front of you; it is my professional opinion that Ash—Olivia Adler: Ms. Blakesley, please. Let's keep this professional, yeah?He blushes as her eyes bore through his, and looks away momentarily to break her stare. Larkin: Right, ma'am. Of course.Olivia tries to stifle a snicker, but fails. Larkin squirms in his seat, gritting his teeth. Olivia Adler: That's more like it, Doctor.Larkin: Anyway, as I was saying, it is my professional opinion that, due to the scope of her ailments, that Ms. Blakesley ought to be held out of competition for the foreseeable future.Olivia nods, holding up the copy of Larkin's report and scanning it over with her eyes, clearly pretending to read it. Olivia Adler: Right, right. And is this an opinion shared by Ms. Blakesley herself?Larkin: Again, given the scope of her ailments, I don't believe that to be particularly relevant.Olivia Adler: We take the autonomy of our wrestlers very seriously, Doctor Larkin; I think it's very important to factor in Ms. Blakesley's views on the matter.Larkin's hands migrate to the armrests of his chair, his nails digging into the pads. Larkin: All due respect, she's suffering from a dislocated shoulder, second-degree burns on her scalp, multiple wounds that required suturing, and two chipped teeth. And this isn't even mentioning the perforated eardrum and likely concussion she refused to let us examine two months ago.Olivia frowns, cocking her head. Olivia Adler: All due respect, Doctor…Her words drip with contempt. Olivia Adler: —Ms. Blakesley is an active champion with an already-scheduled and advertised marquee matchup for the 2022 premiere of Monday Night Clash.Larkin: I understand that, but I can't in good conscience clear her—Olivia Adler: You are just full of shit I don't care about today, aren't you? Do it in bad conscience, then. Unless you'd like to have this same sit down, this same exact conversation with Mr. Pasternak.Larkin: I'm sure he'd—Olivia Adler: Hell, I could even call up Torture so you can tell him to his face that one of the marquee matchups for one of our biggest television events of the next year can't happen. And then he gets to call up our advertisers and tell them that match isn't happening, and you can look him in the eye when he hears the new market price for the ad slots border what would have been that match's spot on the card.Larkin sighs, face red with frustration. Larkin: I know this won't be a popular decision but—Olivia Adler: —But, I don't really have to do either of those things. I do oversee non-roster personnel, after all. Tell me Doctor, what's your record?Larkin: I get it, ma'am.Olivia scoffs, shaking her head. Olivia Adler: How about we start from the beginning?In a flash, her demeanor changes. Her posture straightens, and the smile returns to her face. Olivia Adler: I hear you've come to a decision regarding the status of our Hardcore Champion, Ms. Ashley Blakesley.Larkin sighs, defeated. Larkin: Yes, ma'am. It is my professional opinion that Ms. Blakesley—Olivia Adler: Call her Ash. We're all friends here, right?Larkin: —Ash is unequivocally in ring shape and ought to be cleared for competition, effective immediately.Olivia leans forward, reaching over the desk and snatching his hand. His eyes dart to the floor as she gives his hand a reassuring squeeze. Olivia Adler: Wonderful news! I'll be sure to inform Mr. Pasternak as soon as possible.Her smile fades as she releases his hand. Olivia Adler: You can go now. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:19:26 GMT -5
Torture Is Doing Work
Torture is texting someone on his phone when Roman Gunn is standing in front of him. Torture: Okay, it's official. On January 3rd, Roman you're getting one United States Championship match against CJ Phoenix on the Season Premiere of Monday Night Clash.The crowd boos. Roman Gunn: Finally.
Torture: Yeah, our meeting is done.Roman slicks back his hair and leaves the office. The door swings close but is opened back up again when Mason Jones walks into the office. Torture: What can I do for you?Mason Jones: I don't need to be in tag matches with Price anymore.Torture: Alright, thats easy enough.Mason Jones: I'm looking to make a statement for 2022, I need to prove something to myself.Torture takes a beat to size him up mentally and physically. Torture: Alright, I think I have something for you actually. Pasternak and I have talked, and he's booking a 4 way Hardcore match on January 3rd. You want in?Mason Jones: Yes. Sir. Mason stays confident. Torture keeps his look into his eyes.
Torture: Then I'll make sure you're in. Good luck.Mason Jones: Thanks.Mason tightens his backpack and leaves the office. The door closes as Torture goes back to texting on his phone. Trying to get work done when the door opens back up. Standing in front of him is Steve Bentley. Torture: Sigh, whats going on?Steve Bentley: My clients deserve some Tag Team recognition. I believe you're the man to talk to about that, yeah?Torture: My son, Pasternak, the General Manager of Clash is making a decision for the Tag Team Championships for Revolution five. A match will be made on January 3rd..Steve Bentley: Sir, it is to my understanding that you're higher on the totem pole than your son. I'm here to do business with you.Torture: Yeah, I get that, and St-Steve Bentley: It's Mr. Bentley.Tort looks annoyed as the crowd oohs. Torture: Mr. Bentley... I'm telling you, you'll hear from Pasternak soon.Steve Bentley: Well, if that's how it works.. then thats how it works! Bentley doesn't like the answer but takes it anyway and smiles. He leaves through the doorway as Torture shakes his head. Torture: WhatabunchofdouchebagsThe scene fades out. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:20:49 GMT -5
Fortitude vs. Dangerous Gentlemen
Adilene Floyd: The following is a tag team match, and it is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 432 lbs... Robert Benedict and Hector Crowley... THE DANGEROUS GENTLEMEN!!HERE WE ARE, BORN TO BE KINGS, WE’RE THE PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE! Chris Avery: Both of these men seem a bit subdued since, at Turmoil, they had a chance at the Tag Team championships and were beaten by the defending champs.Billy: They can't let that get them down! They took the champs to the limit! Now's the time to get back on the saddle and RIDE IT! YEEHAW!!Queen’s “Princes of the Universe” belts out over the PA system and heralds the arrival of Benedict and Crowley, both dressed to the nines in button-downs and slacks. They take a moment to shake hands with each other and then play to the crowd while they make their way down the ramp to ringside. Before they get into the ring they remove their shirts and accessories, leaving both in their slacks. Crowley puts in his mouth guard and Benedict shares a few words with a fan at ringside. They hop up onto the apron and scale the outsides of the turnbuckles to get the crowd going before they step between the ropes. Billy: I just wanna note this once while I've got the chance, I've always thought it was weird and private for them to come out wearing full suits and then strip down to their gear, like get a changing room!Adilene Floyd: And their opponents!The powerful opening riff to “Unstoppable” by Ad Infinitum sends shockwaves throughout the arena as the audience draws its attention immediately to the entrance stage. As soon as the drums begin to beat, fire shoots up from the sides of the stage much to the crowd’s amazement. Walking out of the back together, wearing matching FightSmart ring attire, is all three members of Fortitude: Katherine Hastings, Zooey Deschanel and Sam Kidsgrove. They stand side-by-side on top of the stage as they look at their adoring fans, their faces beaming with positive energy. Adilene Floyd: Approaching the ring… KATHERINE HASTINGS!... ZOOEY DESCHANEL!... SAM KIDSGROVE… together they stand united as FORTTTIIITUDDDE!!!The crowd’s cheers pick up momentum once more following their ring introduction. Katherine presses forward down the ramp whilst Kidsgrove puts an arm around Zooey, kissing her on the cheek before they follow Katherine’s lead. They all interact with the fans on the way down towards the ring, high-fiving as many hands as possible. Katherine approaches the ring apron closest to the hard camera and climbs up. Meanwhile, Kidsgrove jumps onto the apron facing the ramp before Zooey and just like the gentleman he is, lowers the rope for her to get into the ring. When she does, they both immediately go to the corners flanking Katherine and stand on the middle turnbuckles. In unison, all three team members perform their signature taunts: Kidsgrove performs the “Double Guns” and Zooey waves at the crowd whilst Katherine poses with both her arms out wide, her palms facing upwards. Once finished, Sam and Zooey both hop down from their respective middle turnbuckles whilst Katherine closes her hands and relaxes both arms back down to her side. After a moment, she 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 together, all three team members remove their entrance attires. Kidsgrove plants another kiss on Zooey’s cheek whilst Katherine inserts her mouth guard and then begins bouncing around on the spot eager for the match to start. Chris Avery: This unique trio came together to take on Team Extreme at Turmoil, and... much to... EVERYONE's surprise, Zooey came out of the gate with an impressive display of ring skill!Billy: She's been partnered with Kidsgrove for years at this point! She may need some polishing, but she's been training hard! And this gives us the opportunity for a fresh tag team of two up-and-coming boss babes. It's about time. *Nods, gives thumbs up*Chris Avery: This trio does seem to work as an interchangeable unit, using a rule I'm not sure if we're legally allowed to say on our show, but what that means is tonight, Zooey and Battle Kat are the team to beat.Hastings and Zooey are seen talking strategy a little bit, while there’s no obvious exchange between the Dangerous Gents. As if they know one another’s thoughts already, it’s Benedict that kicks things off for his corner. Zooey chooses to start off the match against Benedict. They circle each other and tie up, with Benedict getting the upper hand. The taller and stronger Benedict soon backs Zooey up against the ropes, both still grappling for position even in this position. He shoves Zooey into the ropes. She bounces off right into a kick to the stomach. He grabs her arms and flings her into the corner. Before he can follow up, she launches herself out of the corner and fires off a barrage of elbows and kicks. She flails away doing whatever damage she can. Kidsgrove at ringside shouts for Zooey to remember to keep focused. Zooey finishes off the barrage with a dropkick that sends Benedict into his own corner. Benedict tags in Crowley who springs over the top rope and waits as Zooey decides to tag in Kat. Kat mocks Crowley by spring over the top rope, asking him if a man in his "advanced age" is feeling alright or if he needs some Metamucil; a move which draws a smirk from Crowley. The two tie up in the center of the ring with Crowley easily shoving Kat to the ground. He tries to follow up but Kat kicks him in the knee, causing him to stumble. She leaps up and nails a stiff kick to his stomach before bouncing off the ropes and landing a low dropkick to the side of his head. She makes the cover. One... Two... Kickout. Kat transitions from the pin into a headlock using her legs to wrap around his neck. Crowley struggles for a second before shoving her legs apart. Billy: ... I swear I had something for this.Chris Avery: DON'T.Crowley drops a knee on Kat's leg. She cries out in pain before he follows up with a second one in an obvious attempt to ground the tough newcomer. He drops down and locks in a leg-lock. Kat shakes her head in pain, teasing a tap out. She tries her best to crawl to the ropes as Zooey stomps the apron,, getting the fans into it. Finally, Kat reaches the ropes, forcing Crowley to release the hold. To prevent Crowley from re-applying the hold, Kat slides out of the ring. Crowley follows, falling into Kat's traps. As soon as he is on the apron, Kat grabs his foot and pulls it out from under him causing him to fly forward face first into the apron drawing a huge “Ooooooh” from the crowd. Crowley collapses to the ground as Kat slides back into the ring. She tags in Zooey who doesn’t bother stepping into the ring. Instead she waits for Crowley to stand and launches herself onto him with a front-flip senton. Chris Avery: 2021 was the wildest year, but did you ever, EVER think you'd see Zooey doing dives out of the ring?Billy: Well, there was this dream I had once -Before the ref can start his count Zooey slowly picks Crowley up and rolls him into the ring. Kidsgrove bangs on the mat and tells Zooey to stay on him. As she follows him in, Crowley spins around and lands a kick to her head. Zooey stumbles back into the corner, allowing Crowley the time to recover. Crowley charges and lands a running kitchen sink knee to Zooey’s midsection, and Zooey actually flips over the knee. Zooey falls over, holding her stomach in pain. Crowley doesn’t let her get her breath though. He props her back up in the corner and lands a vicious chop to her chest. The crowd lets out a loud “WOOOO” as Zooey holds her chest tightly. Billy: How could anyone... ANYONE look at that angelic face and want to raise a hand against her??Chris Avery: I mean, he sorta has to, she's his opponent in a match.Crowley grabs her arm and irish whips her into the opposite corner. He gathers a full head of steam, but at the last second, she dives out of the way letting him run chest first into the turnbuckle. Crowley staggers backwards, holding his sternum. Zooey stands up and shoves Crowley into the corner. She runs to the opposite corner and pumps herself before charging and landing a sick corner dropkick to Crowley’s face. Crowley collapses and Zooey covers. Chris Avery: Zooey is lighting Crowley up!!Billy: I think she even turned his mustache sideways with that one!One... Two... Kickout! Zooey sits up after being told her opponent kicked out, and there is a moment, albeit brief where her relative inexperience shows, as she stares at Kidsgrove with a flustered "what do I do next" look, and her partners remind Zooey of her training. Crowley, breathing heavily and blinking some of the stars out of his eyes, nonetheless shoves Zooey away from him and crawls over to tag Benedict in. He makes the tag but before Benedict can climb into the ring, Zooey hits him with a dropkick, sending him to the floor. As soon as Benedict gets up, Zooey flies through the ropes with a suicide dive. Benedict dodges at the last second and Zooey goes flying into the barricade! The crowd gives a sympathetic "Ooooooh" at the crash and burn as Zooey lays brokenly in the aisle, and Kidsgrove's hands fly to his hair in panic. The Dangerous Gents take this time to regroup. Robert Benedict picks Zooey up by the back of the head, walks her over, and slams her head into the apron. He does it one more time before he tosses her back into the ring. Benedict climbs in after he and drops a elbow followed by a pin. One... Two... Kickout. Benedict looks over at Crowley, the expression on the Young Lion's face showing some hesitance. Crowley sneers at him, telling him to stay focused. Robbie sighs glumly, before standing back up. He picks Zooey back up and lands a snap suplex. He covers again, but doesn’t even get a one count before she kicks out. Benedict goes for her legs in attempt at a submission but Zooey counters with a small package. Chris Avery: This is a unique matchup in that, Benedict is still young into his career as well, and he's had some training in notoriously stiff dojos as well as the tutelage of a fairly well-travelled British grappler, but in terms of road miles he's just as new as Zooey.Billy: Yeah, but I prefer to look at her!Chris Avery: Wait a minute - Zooey with the reversal! She might have him!!One... Two... Kickout Both competitors pop out of the pinning predicament. Before Zooey can recover fully, Benedict surges back to his feet and lands a stiff kick to Zooey’s back. Zooey cries out in pain as she tries to stand up. Benedict grabs her arm and attempts to drag her back to his corner, but Zooey counters with a high kick to his arm, removing his grip. She then hits a single legged codebreaker, and his jaw nails the shin and knees and he pops up, sending him stumbling backwards. Zooey launches herself into her own corner for a hot tag to Kat who waste no time climbing up to the top rope. As soon as Benedict regains himself, he is met with a missile dropkick, causing him to roll backwards into his own corner. Crowley tags himself in. Crowley climbs in the ring and he and Kat begin throwing right hands at each other. The crowd starts a "BATTLE KAT, BATTLE KAT, BATTLE KAT" chant as the striker begins eating into Crowley's offense with harsh, quick jabs. Kat ducks a right hook and lands a stiff elbow to Crowley’s face causing him to stumble backwards, using the ropes to hold himself up. Chris Avery: Hastings as always putting on an exhibition, making herself the face of the Fightsmart brand with her offense!Kat sees Crowley hanging on to the ropes, and she goes to charges at him. Crowley has it scouted and backdrops her over the top rope. BattleKat manages to hang on the rope and grab it, landing on her feet on the apron. Crowley turns around, finding Kat standing there. She hits an roaring elbow on him sending him staggering back, turning in a circle, and his head bobbing in all different directions from the sudden impact. Kat goes to climb back in the ring, when BAM! Out of nowhere Benedict lands a superkick the side of Kat's temple. Kat, midway through climbing in the ring, suddenly is hanging limply over the ropes. The referee admonishes Benedict for the, while not technically illegal (but still, uncool bro) move, Kat slumps out of the ropes and falls on her back into the ring, where Crowley is opportunistically waiting to make the pin. Billy: Hey, that was a cheap shot!!Chris Avery: That superkick to an unsuspecting opponent is very reminiscent of the kick that Downfall gave to Benedict himself, not two weeks ago.Billy: What, you think Simba the Young Lion is still trying to call Downfall out?Chris Avery: I think the Dangerous Gents want back in the Tag Title hunt in a big way.One... Two... Th- Zooey breaks up the count with a kick to Crowley’s head! Benedict hops into the ring and charges at Zooey over by the ropes. Zooey sees Benedict coming and yanks the top rope down, low-bridging so that Benedict goes flying over the ropes to the outside. Crowley, taking the opportunity, turns Zooey around and punishes her with a very British catch wrestling European uppercut. He takes a moment to catch his breath before turning his attention back to Kat... but as soon as he pulls her back to her feet... she springs to life with a devastating spin kick that nearly knocks his mouth guard into the sixth row! Chris Avery: KISS FROM A ROSE!Billy: And that's not the Seal song from that Batman movie!!Crowley topples forward like a tree crashing in the forest. Kat wastes no time in going for a cover. One... Two... Thr- Kat is suddenly pulled feet first out of the ring by Benedict. Chris Avery: Benedict saving his mentor!Billy: That yank wasn't very gentle, man!He tries to clothesline Kat but she ducks, and Benedict runs head first Zooey who comes flying off the ringsteps with a flying forearm. The ref is trying to contain the chaos but it is useless as Crowley comes flying over the top rope with a senton crashing into everyone, including Kidsgrove. Everybody is down and out as the ref is forced to start the count. Billy: SHITFIRE!!Chris Avery: These two teams are laying it all on the line! The Tag division is getting super competitive, with everyone wanting to take their shot at the Vanguard! One... Two... Three... Four….. Kat starts to stir. Five….. Crowley begins to stir as well. Six… Both Kat and Crowley struggle to their feet. Seven... Crowley throws a weak punch at Kat, making her stumble backwards a few steps. The ref is still counting them out, and Benedict is also starting to pull himself up on the apron... Eight... Kat lands an elbow to the incoming Benedict, who is trying to hold Kat's arms and pin her so that they can double team. She peppers Benedict with several more strikes, making him stumble away. Then, Kat turns her attention back to Crowley. Nine...Both competitors have the same "oh shit" reaction all over their faces as they hear the referee's count of nine and they sprint towards the apron. Te- Kat and Crowley hurl themselves into the ring just in time. The crowd applauds the fighting spirit of the competitors. Well... there is one guy who seems to be booing, but nobody cares about him. As Kat and Crowley struggle to their feet, Benedict and Zooey are following suit. The ref orders them back into their respective corners and they begrudgingly follow his command. As soon as they are up on the apron, their respective partners tag them in. Benedict and Zooey are still hurting from Crowley’s kamikaze and seem weary to make the first move. Zooey decides it should be her and slaps Benedict who responds with a knee to her stomach. He whips around behind her and lands a Saito suplex, popping his hips to get the necessary amount of impact. Zooey arches her back in pain. Benedict huffs a breath and tries to regain his composure, before crawling over for a cover. One... Two... Thr- Kickout! Benedict's face shows all of his frustration and exhaustion, and he runs his hands over his face, in a bind as to what to do next. He looks over for Crowley, but he decides this is all up to him. He starts slowly rising to his feet, and the annoyance is telling on his face. He yells at her to “GET UP!” over and over again. Zooey rolls onto her back and throws the bird at Benedict, and yells “FUCK YOU!” which causes a large pop from the crowd. Benedict is less amused as he grabs Zooey’s legs and locks in a Boston crab. Zooey screams in pain. Struggling to crawl, struggling to turn over, struggling to not tap out in the hold. Kidsgrove yells for her to hold on. Zooey tries to pull herself forward, to grab on to the ropes. Benedict sits back on it to an evil degree, getting more and more malicious as he sinks in the hold. Several agonizing seconds tick by, and Zooey seems to be losing strength with each moment that passes. Kat cheers her on from the apron as does Kidsgrove from the outside. Zooey pounds her fist into the canvas and begins the painful crawl toward the ropes, but as soon as she gets close, Benedict loosens the hold just enough to pull her back to the center of the ring and reapply the hold in full. Zooey says to heck with the ropes and tries to roll her body. She struggles to do it, but after several seconds of struggling, she finally does it and frees a leg in the process. She uses her free leg to kick Benedict in the face. He doesn’t let go at first, but after three more hard kicks, he finally falls backwards. Chris Avery: Zooey doing everything she has to do to get out of that hold, but as grueling as this match has been, is there anything left in anyone's tank?Billy: Someone's gotta dig deep! Like to China!!Zooey gets to her feet using the ropes as leverage. Benedict comes at her but Zooey, using the ropes as to assist her, uses her feet to shove Benedict back and send herself backwards over the top rope onto the apron.. Before Benedict can recover Zooey leaps up and springboards into a blockbuster. She seems to land awkwardly though as it takes her a few seconds to gather herself. By the time she gets to her feet, Benedict begins to stir. Zooey leaps up and lands a double foot stomp to his chest, before walking back to he corner and tagging a refreshed Kat in. At the same time Benedict tries to tag Crowley but is unable to when Kat pulls him into the center of the ring. Kat goes for a heel hook, but Benedict uses his free boot to shove her off. Robbie dives for his corner, making the tag to Crowley. Crowley leaps up over the ropes and charges at Kat landing a clothesline that levels her. Crowley, fully refreshed now begins to put the boots to Kat. One after another, with some malice. Chris Avery: Seems like Crowley wasn’t expecting this much of a war. He’s showing sure signs of frustration.Billy: I thought these guys were all about manners, about genteel British classicism and barely contained elitist snobbery! This isn't very Marquis of Queensbury of them!Chris Avery: Both teams are trying to pull out all the stops, to get themselves placed higher in the rankings and get a shot at the Tag Team titles!Crowley pulls Kat to her feet and delivers a high knee to her torso before tossing her half way across the ring with a Chaos theory, before shoving her over for the cover. One... Two... Three - Kickout! Crowley begins to pound the mat in frustration. He yells at Kat to stay down before going to the corer and climbing to the top rope. He perches himself on there, waiting for Kat to get to her feet. After several seconds she does and Crowley launches himself off the top rope going for a crossbody, but is met by a dropkick in mid-air by Kat. The crowd pops huge as both stars are out of it on the mat. Kat is the first to her feet. She props herself up in the corner and signals for Crowley to stand, as soon as he does, she spins him around, going for a second Kiss From the Rose. Crowley counters, ducking under the arc of the kick to go-behind, grip her in a waistlock and take her over for a German suplex, but Kat pops out of it, lands on her feet, though she stumbles backwards. Unknown to Crowley, Zooey makes a sneaky tag to Kat. Crowley goes for a superkick on Kat who ducks it, sending Crowley off balance. She whips him around and lands the spin kick with authority. Quickly she leaps up and charges at Benedict, knocking him on the apron. Then, Zooey paces over, tagging Kat back in, and both girls go to opposite sides of the ring. Crowley, dazed and his head bobbing and weaving, starts pulling himself up, not knowing where he is. He's in the middle of the ring, and he starts pulling himself up to a kneeling position. Kat and Zooey are in opposite corners, with him in the middle, and they both point double finger guns in Crowley's direction. Chris Avery: THEY'RE CALLING FOR IT!Rushing in from opposite corners, from opposite sides of Crowley's head, Zooey and Kat rush in and nail him with a combination running double knee smash from Zooey and a running spin kick from Kat, nailing Crowley simultaneously from the back and the front! Chris Avery: THE IRON WILL! THE IRON WILL TO CROWLEY!Billy: His head might have just gotten smashed flat as a penny!Crowley sits upright for just a second, then he flumps over. Kat goes for the pin, as Zooey stands at her back, watching out for Benedict. Benedict is holding his leg on the floor. One... Two... Three!! Ding Ding Ding Adilene Floyd: Here are your winners... Zooey and Kat Hastings... FORTITUDE!!
Fortitude get up and all three celebrate together as the crowd pops. Dangerous Gentlemen roll out of the ring and let the Fortitude team have center stage.
Fortitue keep celebrating as they start to leave the ring.
Dangerous Gentlemen look around in disgust and just walk away.
We fade out to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:23:42 GMT -5
THE POLLS ARE STILL OPEN!! CONTINUE VOTING!!
BEST FINISHER OF THE YEAR IS A TIGHT RACE!!
SO IS FAN VOTE WRESTLER OF THE YEAR!!
THE NAMES ARE ANNOUNCED FOR ALEXANDER PASTERNAKS KING OF VIOLENCE MATCH FOR JANUARY 3rd! ON AWARDSCLASH! |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:24:00 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:25:19 GMT -5
Main Event
Christmas Deathmatch
Robby Bigg Dick vs. Zolton
We look around the ring and we see a Christmas tree on the outside next to the ramp. We see some presents underneath. We see some presents in front of the announcers table and a box of giftwrap unoppened, tape, bows, etc. The announcers welcome us into our main event. Billy: It's time for a Christmas Deathmatch!Chris Avery: Zolton, the man of Chaos was unsuccessful in his Hardcore Championship bid against Ash Blake at Turmoil, but shitfire if he didn't put up a fight!Billy: Thats my phrase! But you are correct! Robby is coming off a team loss at Turmoil too, so both men love to fight, love that Hardcore violence, and tonight they'll look to get back on the winning track!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 way. 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. Robby jumps the railing and slides into the ring!! DING DING DING Billy: WHOA, WHERE DID HE COME FROM!!Zolton turns around and Robby hits a spear pushing him into the turnbuckles and Robby hits lefts and rights! He whips him across the ring and Zolton crashes into the turnbuckles and Robby hits a powerslam in the middle of the ring! Robby grabs some of the ribbon that goes around gifts hanging in the turnbuckle and unwraps it! He wraps it around Zoltons throat and begins choking him! Billy: Jesus!Chris Avery: It's all legal in this Christmas Deathmatch!Robby keeps choking Zolton and then hits a Russian Leg Sweep onto Zolton with the giftwrap ribbon. That's when Robby gets up and grabs the Christmas Wreath hanging in the turnbuckles. Billy: What is he doing with the Christmas Wreath?!Robby comes back over to Zolton and puts the Christmas Wreath around Zoltons neck.. Robby gets on the bottom turnbuckle and jumps off stomping on the back of Zoltons head with the Christmas Wreath wrapped around for dramatic effect! Billy: Shitfire!!Chris Avery: That could leave a mark!Robby goes to the outside of the ring and gets a table from under the ring! Billy: What is he going to do with that table?!Robby picks it up and slides it into the ring but before anything else can happen, Zolton rushes off the apron and just kicks RBD in the head sending him back! RBD stumbles back and Zolton jumps off with a big crossbody taking him down!! Chris Avery: Damn what a crossbody! Zolton gets up and grabs one of the presents and throws it at RBD! It connects! RBD stumbles back and Zolton throws another one! It connects! Finally, Zolton grabs RBD and throws him into the ring post! Billy: Wow! Robby eating all sorts of damage!Zolton kicks RBD in the gut and then picks him up over his head and drops him on the ring apron! RBD rolls into the ring holding his gut and ribs! Chris Avery: Z is now back on offense!Zolton grabs one of the biggest gift boxes there is and pulls up the bottom rope and slides it in. Z gets into the ring and RBD throws a gift back at him but Z ducks and the gift flies out of the ring! RBD rushes but Zolton hits a boot to the chest of RBD reeling him back! Zolton picks up the big 4 foot box and smashes it over the head of RBD!! The box stays on and the crowd erupts in laughter/cheers as RBD stumbles around the ring with a big wrapped giftbox covering up his upperhalf. Billy: What a gift!!Chris Avery: Imagine waking up and opening RBD under the Christmas Tree!RBD stumbles around and Zolton slides out of the ring and goes towards the ramp. The crowd is cheering for this insanely hilarious Christmas Deathmatch. Z walks over to the Christmas Tree on the ramp and the crowd is cheering. However, in the ring RBD comes to! RBD BLASTS HIS ARMS THROUGH THE BOX!! HE BLASTS HIS HEAD UP THROUGH THE BOX!! Billy: WHOA!!Chris Avery: LOOK OUT!!RBD RUSHES ACROSS THE RING AND JUST FUCKING LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CRASHES DOWN ONTO ZOLTON!! Billy: WHOA!! WHAT A DIVE!! WHAT A GOD DAMN GIFT BOX DIVE!!Chris Avery: WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THIS MATCH!?RBD keeps the box on like it's a protective shield now and climbs up on the apron and starts to climb up on the turnbuckles.. Billy: What is he doing now!?Z gets up and RBD is on the top rope.. Chris Avery: LOOK OUT BELOW!!RBD LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE BUT Z SIDESTEPS AND THROWS THE CHRISTMAS TREE IN THE AIR!! RBD CRASHES INTO THE CHRISTMAS TREE AND BOTH CRASH DOWN ONTO THE RAMP!! Billy: OH MY GOD!Chris Avery: WHAT A WILD CRASH AND BURN FOR ROBBY BIGG DICK!RBD tears off the gift box as he's holding his ribs and he's laying on the Christmas Tree.. Z rolls into the ring and sets up the table and then exits the ring and grabs some Christmas Lights. He wraps it around RBDs throat and starts to choke him as RBD stumbles onto the ring apron! Zolton gets RBD up on the apron and then he's on the apron as well.. Zolton pulls the lights tight and flips RBD over the top rope back into the ring! Billy: God damn!Zolton rips the lights in his hands and just picks up RBD.. ... Zolton just hits a crucifix powerbomb .. and turns.. RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!! Billy: WELCOME TO THE GATES RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!Zolton pins! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING Billy: Z WINS THE CHRISTMAS DEATHMATCH!Chris Avery: WHAT A FIGHT! Z IS A WINNER AGAIN ON CLASH!Zolton gets his big ass up as the ref raises his hand in victory. A Christmas image appears as Zolton is the winner and the fans go crazy. Billy: What a Christmas Deathmatch!Chris Avery: I loved every bit of it!RBD is rolling around trying to get up and Zolton keeps celebrating.. We fade out to one last backstage segment.. |
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Post by Action Reel on Dec 13, 2021 20:27:29 GMT -5
What does the future hold?
Back in the catering area, a multitude of staff and AW roster members sit at various tables, mostly broken into small cliques. One table near the back has just one occupant. Jill Park, with nothing but a cup of coffee in front of her, stares dead ahead. Perhaps she was watching the other people in the room, perhaps she was deep in thought about everything that has transpired in the last few weeks. She was suddenly thrust in the limelight and it was, seemingly, just as quickly taken away. She clasped the coffee cup with her right hand and lifted it to her lips, drinking the last bit from the cup.
As she leans back and sighs, the metal scratching the floor shrieks next to her as someone slowly pulls out the next chair from the table, and sits down. Jill says nothing, but turns to acknowledge them. The camera slowly pans over to reveal…
Regan Voorhees.
A pregnant pause follows, as both women glare at one another.
Finally, the silence is broken.“Jill.” Regan says, casually. Jill leans back in her seat again, a devilish smirk finding its way onto her features for the first time all night.“Regan.”
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