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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 0:55:03 GMT -5
OOC: Our hearts and thoughts go to Holden Ross and his family after the passing of his father just a few short weeks ago.
Rest in Peace.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 0:58:01 GMT -5
Pyro blasts inside the arena in Houston! Clash is LIVE on CBS! Suddenly, the opening bassline and drum rhythm to "Mainlining Murder" by Lars Frederiksen hits on the PA, and after a slight delay, Downfall comes power-walking onto the stage. He is wearing a ratty DIY leather jacket with patchwork assembled shoulderpads on one side, spikes, and patches on the lapels, and he carries both the AW World Heavyweight Title in one hand and the AW Tag title in the other one. Fired up, he paces over to the edge of the stage, facing the crowd, and holds both belts up to receive an immense positive reaction. Then, Downfall nods to the back, and motions for his partner to join him, and Dionysus does, wearing a nicely tailored suit and carrying his Tag Title belt as well. Downfall and Dionysus walk down to the bottom of the ramp. Chris Avery: What a way to kick off Clash, the AW World Champion is making his way out here and it looks like he has something on his mind!Billy: I wonder if it's mainlining murder, after last week!Downfall slides in the ring, as Dion goes around and takes the stairs, and they both stand and go to opposite ropes and hold their belts up, gaining another massive pop. Chris Avery: These men overcame a wild fatal fourway for their Tag titles last week on Clash, but a brutal attack by Regan Voorhees once again left the champion with no cause for celebration.Downfall, fired up, paces over and takes a mic, as he sets both titles on each one of his shoulders. Downfall: You know, there was a discussion between myself and Dion, if we should be out here throwing a celebration this week. Because last week on Clash, once again, the Vanguard did what many thought was going to be impossible, and came out of that fatal fourway STILL the AW Tag Team champions.He paces around a little, frowning. Downfall: Now, when I was younger, I was always told that my biggest failing was my ego; that being the cockiest and most arrogant was my defining trait. But now, in this moment, I don't think it's ego to point out the fact that since Turmoil - since Spookyclash... hell, going all the way back to Uprising, people have been betting against us.He leans in closer, growing intense. Downfall: Specifically, betting against ME. And every single time, Dion and me have overcome everything thrown at us. We've been double-booked and come out on top. We've fought Philidor and clean swept them. I fought through the toughest road of anyone in the tournament and came out the Wrestler of the Year. With Dion there to back me up, I cut through Dandy Divito's little VC Andrews family affair and I became your AW World Champion. No matter what's been put in my way, I've risen to the occasion.He runs his tongue under his upper lip, as if he's tasting something disgusting and he grimaces. Downfall: But the problem is, that as I've continued to beat the odds. As I've continued to rise. There's been one spiteful little minx that's tried to undermine these achievements and keep all of the focus on her. So, no, I'm not going to celebrate retaining our Tag titles, and I'm not going to celebrate standing out here being a dual champion. I'm going to come out here, and call out a little girl that thinks she deserves this spot.He turns towards the entrance ramp, growing more intense. Downfall: Regan Voorhees, I hope you felt satisfied after Clash. I hope the sweet satisfaction of yet another chair attack, leaving me bloody and unable to stand when I should have been up there holding my hand up was the kind of cold comfort you needed to feel alright about yourself after you fell short yet again. 'Cause here's the secret, Regan, that I don't think you understand.He snarls, shaking his head a little. Downfall: It doesn't matter how many times you beat me down after a match. In fact, the more you do it, the more it hangs a lampshade on your own bitterness, your straight-up envy and greed. But you know what, Regan, I'm inviting you to bring it. Bring more, I want your attacks.Caustically, he turns his back to the entrance, his back to the camera, and spreads his arms out wide. Downfall: Maybe this is the only way I can get you to fight me. I'll stand here and wait for you to take your shot, Regan.Still keeping his back turned to the entrance tunnel, he takes the mic and speaks close in. Downfall: But if you want to fight me for real, maybe you can meet me at Revolution. Come on. Take your shot. I'm waiting.Downfall looks back over his shoulder, expectantly. The crowd is cheering for this, as he's daring Regan to come out and accept his challenge. For a long period of time, nothing happens, and Downfall, showing brash impatience, turns to Dion, and is just about to motion that she isn't going to show. The Action Tron alights with an image of a black-and-white claymation pig. The swine, clad in top hat and tailed-tuxedo puffs greedily on a cigar, a porcine robber baron. A buzzsaw screams through the scene, teeth rending the wealthy swine in two as red splatters the screen. Blood trickles down, sullying the white background to spell out... REGAN VOORHEES
The buzzsaw screech stops as the lights go red, turning the arena to a killing floor. Amid the crimson sea of humanity, a pristine white spotlight tracks up the aisle to the entryway, where it finds Regan sitting crosslegged, her head bowed beneath the hood of her translucent white raincoat. Regan is carrying a mic, and looks down the ramp at Downfall. Regan Voorhees: Hi, Daniel. Glad you're enjoying the attacks as much as I am. I confess, I'm still dwelling on our Turmoil encounter. What I did wrong, what I should've done differently, why I'm not the one who won the tournament. Don't think I'm making excuses. You were the better competitor there, just like you were last week. But!She holds up a single finger. Regan Voorhees: One big but. My career's dawning, yours is dusking. You might be better than me today or even tomorrow. But a week from now? A month? A year? It won't last forever. You won't last forever. And as your skills and body and brain keep eroding, I'll still be here getting better every week. Have you considered the fact that I haven't even peaked yet? But I will, eventually. In the end, I'm going to outlast you, Daniel. You're just meat. And all meat spoils.Downfall: That's what I figured you'd say, Regan. And in light of the fact that I don't see Jill out here with you, I'm still waiting on you to show your usual colors and attack. But my ultimatum remains the same for right here, and right now. You want your shot, you take it. You. Me. Revolution.Regan Voorhees: Daniel, I'm not about to honor you with the respect of anything so crass as replying to your "ultimatums". What I will say is that your confidence in even making it to Revolution in one piece is misplaced. You see, when you have the privileges I have, if affords you certain benefits that someone of your low cunning just can't measure up to. And if there's one thing I know perfectly well, it's that the lowest dregs of society such as yourself are always spurred into action when someone dangles a big enough brass ring over their heads.Downfall: You're out here talking about brass rings, while I'm holding the gold standard, baby. We ain't the same.Regan laughs mirthlessly, and smiles as if his rejoinder was cute. Regan Voorhees: I'm talking about the fact that I've placed a sizeable bounty on your head for tonight, Daniel. Anyone who takes you out and leaves you injured tonight will get a check for $60,000, among other bonuses. I can think of quite a few people who would jump at the chance for that kind of seed money.Dionysus and Downfall stand together, ready for a fight. Suddenly, two masked figures in black hoodies jump in the ring, charging at Downfall and Dion. Downfall turns, seeing one coming, and he drops his title belts, so that he can sidestep the goon and send him flying over the top rope to the outside. Billy: WHO THE HELL IS THIS!? Chris Avery: OH LOOK OUT!!Dionysus throws the other one in the corner, peppering him with right hands until the black hooded goon is laying limply, then Dionysus throws him up in the air and brings him down in a powerbomb. Chris Avery: TWO WOLVES!Billy: Regan's already got people trying to take Downfall out tonight! She's put a lot of money on the line!Downfall and Dion both stand up, pissed off and staring at Regan. Regan is laughing and walking backstage, taunting Downfall as she exits. Chris Avery: Regan's mind games with Downfall continue! She's trying to wear him down and get him too tired to compete effectively!Billy: Luckily Downfall has Dionysus out here to help him out, but Regan has set a price on Downfall's head! You know people are gonna be coming for it!Downfall can be seen talking to Dionysus and discussing strategy as we go to commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 0:58:43 GMT -5
No-Tag Rematch SFG vs. Team Extreme
Billy: Monday Night Clash startin' off hot with this one!Chris Avery: This is a rematch from last week and Bam Beefer and Shane Striker are in the ring ready to go!Alice Gemini enters first running to each side of the stage getting the crowd hyped up with the beginning of the song and as the song "drops" Cherry Vega SPRINTS out straight to the ring, Full send. Alice aggressively walks to the ring behind her, sliding in and slams the mat several times before hopping up. Meanwhile Cherry is running from one corner to the others trying to get everyone hyped up. Billy: LOOK OUT!!DING DING DING, the bell sounds as Beefer hits a clothesline knocking Vega down!! Striker hits a crossbody on to Gemini and pins! ONE!! TWO!! She kicks out and Striker picks her up and hits a right hand! Another right hand! He hits a clothesline and both Striker and Gemini crash over the ropes to the apron to the outside! Beefer picks up Vega and whips her into the corner and Beefer hits a running body splash! He picks her legs up and dumps her out of the ropes to the outside! Chris Avery: No tagging in this one! Tornado rules!Beefer picks up Gemini as Striker picks up Vega and whips them towards each other but they reverse it and Beefer is whipped into a crossbody and takes down Striker!! Billy: WHOA!!Chris Avery: OH SHIT!That's when we see Mini-Beefer running down the ramp!! Billy: HERE COMES THE BABY SAUSAGE!!Mini-Beefer rushes around the ring and GEMINI KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE HEAD AND PUTS HIS ASS DOWN! Chris Avery: BABY GRIDDLE IS OUT!Vega and Gemini pick him up by his hands and legs and swing him.. one.. two.. and three and toss his ass onto the announcers table! Billy: RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF US!Beefer rolls into the ring and hits the ropes but Gemini and Vega slide in and Gemini somehow uses Beefers momentum and Vega hits a codebreaker! Billy: THE FLAPJACK INTO A CODEBREAKER!!Striker rolls in and Vega hits a ghetto blaster right onto Striker knocking him down! Chris Avery: Uh oh!Gemini hits a shining wizard onto Striker and Vega is already jumping off the top rope with a coffin drop!! Billy: THAT HAS TO BE IT!!They pin Striker and Beefer at the same time! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING! Billy: SFG WINS!Chris Avery: WHAT DOES SFG MEAN!?Billy: YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS!!Chris Avery: I DON'T!Billy: HAH I DO!Chris Avery: I DOUBT YOU DO!SFG get up and celebrate a win over Team Extreme and the ref raises their hands. Billy: Starting off Clash strong here in Houston, what a win for SFG!Chris Avery: They can move forward in the Tag Team Division with two big wins over Team Extreme!We fade to a commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 0:59:44 GMT -5
Gerard Angelo Calls Out Texas
We open to Jade Riley standing backstage. Jade Riley: "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Gerard Angelo!"The crowd boos as Gerard steps into the shot, dressed in his ring and entrance gear. He smirks a bit hearing the boos as he stands next to Jade. Jade Riley: "Gerard, tonight you’re facing Odin Balfore *crowd pops* in the second round of the Trials of Despair. What’s your game plan heading into this hardcore match?"
Jade holds up the microphone for Gerard and he raises an eyebrow. Gerard Angelo: "Game plan? Why would I tell you my game plan before the match? Give me that."Gerard takes the mic out of her hand and points over at the side. Gerard Angelo: "Take your cute self over there and watch how the best in the business does it."Jade makes a face but walks out of the shot. Gerard turned to the camera with a smirk. Gerard Angelo: "Wooo, Houston Texas!"Cheap pop from the crowd. Gerard Angelo: "Houston, I’ve been all over the country and all over the world. I’ve been to New York. I’ve been to LA. I’ve been to Paris. I’ve been to Rome. And believe me when I tell you this. Houston absolutely sucks!"The crowd boos loud and Gerard just smirks. Gerard Angelo: "If Texas is the ass of the United States, and it is, then Houston is the asshole. And there’s proof because all of your sports teams are sh*bleep*. Texans suck. The Rockets suck. The only good team you have is the Astros, and they cheat more than Offset does."The crowd is booing even louder now. Gerard Angelo: "Hell my close, personal, friend, James Harden couldn’t wait to get out of this godforsaken place and go to a real city like New York! He even called me up when he left and said…."Gerard mimes a phone to his ear with his free hand. Gerard Angelo: " 'Gerry, I couldn’t wait to get out of that hell hole. The men are ugly, the women are uglier, and the food sucks! The only good part of Houston was the strip clubs we both know New York is far superior!'"The crowd is teetering on nuclear right now as Gerard drops the fake phone. Gerard Angelo: "They say everything is bigger in Texas, but so far I’ve only seen big guts, big mouths, and big pieces of sh*BLEEP*. Wait, sounds like I’ve perfectly described Odin Balfore. Odin, as I’ve said before, this tournament isn’t a redemption story for you. This isn't about you clinging to your shred of glory. This is about me going on to become United States champion. I’m not some run of the mill wrestler you’re going to impose your will on. No no. You’re going up against The Man Without Peer."Gerard takes his sunglasses off and stares into the camera, anger simmering behind his eyes. Gerard Angelo: "I heard what you said about me, and I’m tired of nobodies making things up. Out there, in that ring, I’m going to take you out. I’m going to put you down in front of your hometown. You’re going to be a message to the rest of the roster. You don’t mess with me."Gerard started to get angry but he composes himself. His trademark smirk comes back and he puts back on his glasses. Gerard Angelo: "Kind of poetic though. To go out where it all started for you. Your demise won’t be in vain though. Your loss will propel this company forward. Because it will be the catalyst that ushers in the Era of Angelo. Learn to love it."Gerard turns and tosses the mic back to Jade Riley. Gerard Angelo: "That’s how it’s done, sweetheart."Gerard walks out of the shot very proud of himself leaving an annoyed Jade Riley behind.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:03:27 GMT -5
Falls Count AnywhereTatiana Jolee vs. Kyrie King(c) Billy: We gon' git round three of two of the finest young'nes on the Clash roster.Chris Avery: Round three?Billy: Yessiree. First one also had Odin Balfore. Tatiana Jolee done won that one. Then last week, Kyrie King done won that one.Chris Avery: Now they can hopefully finish the saga with a Falls Count Anywhere Match.Billy: Finish the saga?! No way, man! I wanna see ‘em fight forever!Adilene Floyd: The following is a Falls Count Anywhere Match for Action Wrestling Television Championship!The opening piano chords for Van Halen's Iconic song “Right Now” begin to play over the P.A system, bringing the fans to attention. The camera pans from the ring and up the ramp as the elaborate light show spellbinds for the audience… Finally, after the moment of anticipation and as the lyrics begin to bellow from the P.A system. Tatiana 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 head. Don't wanna wait 'til tomorrow Why put it off another day? One by one, little problems Build up, and stand in our way, oh! One step ahead, one step behind it Now you gotta run to get even Make future plans I'll dream about yesterday, hey! Come on turn, turn this thing around (Right now) Hey! It's your tomorrow (Right now) Come on, it's everything (Right now) Catch your magic moment Do it right here and now It means everything Adilene Floyd: “Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 113 lbs, and hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia… Tatiana Jooooleee!”Miss a beat, you lose the rhythm And nothin' falls into place, aah Only missed by a fraction Slipped a little off your pace, oh! The arena rumbles with energy, the passionate A-Dub fans bellowing out with excitement for the Canadian veteran, a one time journeyman who was now one of their own. The more things you get, the more you want Just trade in one for another Workin' so hard to make it easy Whoa, got to turn, come on, turn this thing around Stopping at the top of the ramp to look out at the fans, TJ flips the hood back off of her head and gives a salute to them all with a little wink before making her way down the ramp, giving out high fives and even a hug or two on the way down to the ring. (Right now) Hey! It's your tomorrow (Right now) Come on, it's everything (Right now) Catch that magic moment Do it right here and now It means everything It's enlightened me Right now What are you waitin' for? Ohh, yeah Right now After climbing up the 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: Though she be but little, she is fierce!Chris Avery: Wow! I’m impressed, Billy!Billy: Why’sat?Chris Avery: That is one hell of a Shakespeare quote.Billy: Who’sat? I done quote my Uncle Cleetus right there.Chris Avery: Oh… kay…Adilene Floyd: And her opponent…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. Adilene Floyd: He is the current, reigning, defending Action Wrestling Television Champion… KYRIE KING!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. He hands the championship to the referee, who holds it up in the air. TJ keeps her eyes on the prize that she only held for a week, and hopes to hold again at the conclusion of this encounter. She steps to the center of the ring and so does he. They stand face to face… err… chest… Billy: Only in pro rasslin do ya see a big ol’ man fightin’ a tiny girl!! Or at the local waterin’ hole!!Chris Avery: What kind of places do you hang out at?The referee reminds them that falls count anywhere in existence, and then he calls for the opening bell. Billy: BING BONG!Chris Avery: Huh?Kyrie starts things off strong roundhouse kick that TJ ducks under. She goes behind and grabs him in a waistlock. He takes a step forward toward the ropes but she drops down and rolls him up from behind. ONE! TW--KICKOUT!! Billy: Dang! Imagine if it’d been over with!Both get up. Kyrie throws a wild punch and she rolls under it, grabbing onto his ankle and tripping him up. She locks in a grapevine ankle lock but it isn’t long before Kyrie reaches onto the rope. The referee counts to four before she releases the hold. Both get up. TJ lights him up with some strikes until he breaks free and blasts her with a devastating headbutt. She drops to the mat by the ropes. He rubs his forehead and goes after her, but she rolls out of the ring just in time. Kyrie steps between the ropes and to the floor, only to be caught off guard by an attack from TJ. She mollywops him with some dope stikes before going to his side and-- Billy: SHITFIRE! SIDE RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP INTO THE GOT-DANG RING!!!The impact to his spine from the hard edge of the ring and he drops to his knees. She pulls him into a front face lock and plants him on the floor with a dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane. She struggles to roll him over and then covers him. Chris Avery: There’s the cover!We know. ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! She can’t believe it, having looked into his eyes before covering him and seeing nothing there. She gets to her feet and stomps away at him while he’s down, then climbs to the ring apron. She looks out to the crowd for approval before going for an elbow drop off of the apron… but he moves out of the way. She crashes down hard on the floor and the referee checks on her. Chris Avery: OH NO!!!Billy: SHE MIGHTA DONE MESSED HER ELBOW UP REAL BAD!!!While the referee checks on TJ, Kyrie slowly gets to his feet. He shows concern for her as he approaches. The referee tries to back him up, and such a distraction is enough for sweep the leg and she again locks in a grapevine ankle lock. Chris Avery: Oh! That was clever!He uses all of his might to roll over and pry her off his his leg. They both get to their feet; TJ favors her arm while Kyrie favors his leg. They charge into battle and engage in a lopsided battle of fistacuffs. It isn’t long before they get to the guardrail, where Kyrie breaks free and clocks her with a roundhouse kick… sending her tumbling over the guardrail. The fans at ringside back up as Kyrie climbs over the guardrail to continue the action-packed action. Billy: Sure is strange seein’ two fighters who ain’t done nothin’ like this kinda match before doin’ this here in that---Chris Avery: Stop. Please. Just… stop…Kyrie drags TJ up off of the concrete floor and he Jessica Biel tosses her as far as he can, but the fans catch her and crowd surf her around. Kyrie just shakes his head and walks further into the crowd. They crowd surf her back and then launch her in the air, and she connects with a dropkick. Both fighters tumble to the concrete and the fans go fuckin’ bonkers yo. She crawls over and covers him. Chris Avery: THERE’S THE COVER!We know. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!
DING DING DING
Billy: SHE GOT IT!! SHE JUST WON THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP BACK!!
Chris Avery: TATIANA JOLEE IS A TWO TIME TELEVISION CHAMPION!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!
Billy: MY GOD WHAT A FIGHTER!!
Kyrie wants to continue but the ref is telling him that the match is over..
She stumbles over with her Championship belt and the crowd is reacting.
Billy: We'll be right back, but Jolee is now a two time Television Champion!
We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:04:18 GMT -5
Cedrone Hype Train! Billy: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re going to take you backstage where I hear that Jade Riley is standing with a man who makes his Action Wrestling in-ring debut tonight in the most caustic of situations as he’s teaming up with his arch nemesis.Chris Avery: Billy, I think we’re all about to bear witness to Hell breaking loose in this arena in just a few moments when this man and Zolton reach the ring. Will we even see a match take place? Will the two men surprise us all and actually coincide long enough to try to pick up a victory? Will they even make it to the ring at all or will they just have a fight in the entranceway before the match?Billy: Well let’s send it to Jade who’s with one of the men who could possibly shed some light on the situation. Jade?The scene cuts to the back where we see Jade Riley standing with Jonny to her left and Gloria to her right. The fans in the arena cheer loudly for the Cedrones which sends a smirk across Jonny’s face. Jade Riley: Billy and Chris, thank you very much! As you’re well aware I’m here with a man that needs no introduction as his career has spanned across the nation for fifteen years so far.Jonny Cedrone: Oh, I’m sure I need an introduction to a few fans out there. So just a short introduction, I’m the man who’s here to make one man’s life a living hell! It just so happens that that one man is my tag team partner tonight. Kind of a messed up situation isn’t it Jade?Jade Riley: Just a little bit. Do you think that the two of you will get along at all long enough to get a win?Jonny shoots Jade a confused look Jonny Cedrone: Have you been paying attention to what’s been happening? We can’t stand each other. I’d go so far as to say that if one was on fire, the other wouldn’t even spit on him. There’s that much hatred.Jade Riley: How did this hatred start between the two of you and how did it turn so volatile?Jonny Cedrone: On my end, it was all professional. He had what I wanted and I was gunning for it and wasn’t going to stop until I got it. That is…it was professional until he turned it personal. Jade honey, I’m nothing if not honest. I am madly in love with this beautiful woman right here, Miss Gloria. She is the apple of my eye and the best thing that’s ever happened to me without a doubt! She knows that I love her and only her. She also knows that within the wrestling business and all of my other ventures, I have made good female acquaintances along the way. In our last place of employment Zolton alleged that a fellow competitor in said company, Miss Jonae and I were a little more than friends – if you know what I mean. He was so adamant about it that for the first time in our blissful marriage, a seed of distrust was planted and it almost drove a wedge between Gloria and myself. So yeah, this is so much more than just professional rivalry; it’s about so much more than Championship belts as well! To me, this is personal. The man thinks he likes chaos? The man thinks he creates chaos everywhere he goes? He ain’t seen nothin’ yet.Jade Riley: That’s your side of it. Where do you think his problem is with you?Jonny Cedrone: Professional jealousy. He knows I’m a better wrestler than he is so he’s done his best – and admittedly, he’s succeeded – to get into my head to knock me off course and be vulnerable so I’m an easy prey for him. He’s a smart man Miss Riley. He knows how to take a person’s weakness and turn it to his advantage. Well, two people can play that game.Jade Riley: So how do you think your opponents will fare tonight though, Jonny?Jonny gives a slight chuckle Jonny Cedrone: Ha, honestly pretty well probably. Between the animosity between my partner and myself and their abilities in the ring? They probably stand an excellent chance to win the match tonight. I know that’s not something a wrestler is supposed to say in these types of situations. We’re supposed to stand here and scream from the rooftops that we’re going to kick our opponents’ butts and bring home the victory for our fans. Miss Riley, as much as I would LOVE to do just that…I just can’t stand here and make that promise to you, to myself or more importantly to the fans.Standing across that ring from us tonight are two athletes that have everything that it takes to win. I mean just look at Miss Blake alone. She’s the Action Wrestling Hardcore Champion! If my research is correct, she ended Johnny Bacchus’s four month reign as Champion and is currently embarked on an impressive Championship reign herself! She’s been the Hardcore Champion for three months now and has turned away challenge after challenge proving that she is more than worthy to hold that Championship!Some spattering of cheers of respect for the Hardcore Champion Johnny Cedrone: Then we have Mr. Jones. A man who is able to adapt to any style in that ring whenever he sees the necessity. He can wrestle a technically-sound wrestling match but if you wanna fix it up and you wanna have a fist fight, he can punch and kick harder than the biggest brute you can find! I don’t know how long he’s been in the wrestling business but with those abilities, I can see a huge and bright future in front of him! And tonight could very well catapult him into the stratosphere if he plays his cards right – and with him being from Vegas he should know how to play his cards right!Jonny actually turns his complete attention into the camera Jonny Cedrone: Could there be a miracle and Zolton and I actually get the win?! Absolutely! In this business you NEVER say never! As I stand here right now, I can tell you that whenever I go out to that ring I have one goal in mind and one goal alone…and that’s to win. I haven’t spent this long in the business to perfect and hone my skills to arbitrarily go out there and lose on purpose. But…if Zolton gets outta line in any way; if Zolton oversteps any boundary whatsoever; if Zolton even breathes the wrong way…I cannot promise you that Hell won’t break loose again.Some cheers from the fans Jonny Cedrone: Houston! Tonight’s going to be a night you do not want to miss!Jonny and Gloria walk off screen leaving Jade to throw it back to the announcers at ringside Jade Riley: Billy, Chris…what a situation we’re about to witness. Will they coexist long enough to get the win or will they not even make it to the ring before they’re at each other’s throats? We’ll find out in just a few moments. Back to you at ringside.Billy: Chris, it’s the same ol’ wrestling cliché, “the tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife!”Chris Avery: You got that right Billy. To say that these two men hate one another would be an unbelievable understatement. This is going to be very, very interesting that’s for sure!Billy: I’m sure it’s safe to say that they’re not on each other’s Christmas card list.Chris Avery: For sure!Billy: Ladies and gentlemen, in just a few moments we will see how this situation unfolds! Don’t go anywhere!
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:09:01 GMT -5
A LEGENDARY Confrontation!
"Born Legendary" by Emanuel Vo Williams hits. The crowd explodes. Billy: He's here, Chris! JC Keeton is in the house and we've been hearing rumblings that the legendary "Chronic" Chris Page is in the building as well. I crawled out the gutter I rose to the top My reign everlasting I can’t be stopped I was made for the throne Rise up til I moan You been waiting on a ruler Well I’m home Chris Avery: THIS CROWD IS LOSING THEIR SHIT! As soon as he says the word "Home" pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain dressed in jeans and a t-shirt that has the image of a much younger, thinner version of Chris Page than the current old broken down one who's whoring himself out to the highest bidder to support his unhealthy lifestyle. As he makes his way to the ring he's all smiles and has a returned bounce to his step. He slides under the bottom rope and pulls a microphone from his back pocket. Billy: I can't hear a damn thing. Chris Avery: Me either partner but I'm sure once the former two time Cruiserweight Champion starts speaking these rabid fans will want to hear what he has to say. As if they heard what Avery said the crowd falls hush as JC raises the mic to his lips. JC Keeton: Y'all like my shirt? The crowd pops and Keeton laughs. JC Keeton: Well you're in luck cause you can get one for yourself on Ebay for $3.99 with free shipping. I guess somebody in China must have found a box of these in a dumpster or something. I mean considering that it's older than I am, it's pretty well preserved. Billy: Well Shitfire, you reckon they make those in my size? Chris Avery: Are you that big of a Chris Page fan Billy? Billy: No but a $3.99 t-shirt is a $3.99 t-shirt. JC Keeton: Last time I was in this ring I was pretty pissed off and not in the mood for jokes. Now that I got what I wanted though and that's a match with a guy who prior to his little jealous stunt at Cruiser Havoc I had a lot of respect for I'm truly able to look at the lighter side of the situation. Granted it's been years since the word light and Chris Page has been mentioned together but I'll be damned if that old fat tub of shit ain't a blast to make fun of, and it's just so easy. The crowd quickly erupts with a huge reception as all attention hits the top of the ramp with anticipation of seeing The Man himself, live and in living color. The countdown clock ticks away to zero before breaking into Fozzy’s “Judas”. There’s a spotlight that hits the top of the ramp, yet there’s no Chris Page. The sounds of solo clapping can be heard as the music fades away where we see Chris Page who appears on the Action-Tron to be the source of the isolated clapping. Chris Page: Ladies and Gentleman let’s give it up for Mr. Originality, JC Keeton, everybody! Chris, sitting comfortably backstage elsewhere, presumably in the arena. Chris Page: There’s nothing more that screams “worth my time” than a kid that’s stuck on the same material from goddamn October 2021 here in January of 2022. Truly inspiring. Unfortunately for you, the deal I inked with Action; while lucrative, is a charity case deal, those don’t require weekly or biweekly attention. The crowd starts to boo the tron as the arrogant Page continues. Chris Page: So let’s get down to the meat and potatoes, as they say, for unlike guys like you… ya know, guys that actually WORK for what we’ve accomplished, the guys that aren’t complacent, that are actually talented enough to be successful under Fight, under the XWF, under PWE, under Sin City, under UGWC, under TPW at the same time; but did you just say about light? Nah, brah. You’re just one of those kids that won’t have the luxury of a Clauson to save you from what should have happened on that cruiseship many months ago. Chris laughs directly at the idiocracy and logic of this little pup as the crowd has now completely shifted against Chris Page. Chris Page: While this is a big deal for you; this is lower tier business to me. January 30th, you’ve indeed signed a contract to face me live on Pay-Per-View right here under that Action umbrella; just so we’re clear, when I do these charity shots it’s really simple, if I don’t go on last, I go on first because this old, fat dude wants the entire roster to sit back and watch as I do what I do wherever I go… steal the show. I just hope for your sake that you come to the dance with better material than you’ve tried to display.Chris looks like he’s catching eyes on that t-shirt. Chris Page: Can’t help but notice that shirt of yours. I have one too. Chris gets out of his seat as he unzips his jacket, takes it off to reveal a very fat JC Keeton on it. There’s some laughter from the crowd as Chris dusts off the shoulders before rubbing the massive belly on the t-shirt it self before sitting back down in his chair. Chris Page: The floor for excuses is now open. JC nods in acknowledgement of the picture on the shirt and gives a sarcastic clap. JC Keeton: You already made that joke on Twitter, guess you forgot since it's obvious dementia has started to set in. You managed to somehow find the one picture in existence of me not being in peak physical condition like I am right now… He rips the shirt off and tosses it into the crowd revealing his normal chiseled frame as always. JC Keeton: I was gonna wipe my ass with that later but someone just got a piece of history instead. The fact that you wake up every morning looking like a busted can of biscuits and still have the audacity to insult someone else's physique is as comical as you thinking that the fact that I pinned Graham Clauson instead of you on that boat changed the outcome one damn bit. What's your excuse gonna be this time Chris? Over worked? Spreading yourself too thin… shit I did it again I was gonna try to refrain from insulting your weight gain over the years but it's such a glaring thing it's hard to overlook. You're traveling to all these different companies surrounding yourself with younger, more talented stars because you think that'll help you cling to your ever fading fame but it just makes you look sad. Chris Page: Blah, blah, blah… it’s cute that you try to rip me for making the same joke when that’s ALL you’ve done since day one. It’s cute, truly it is, but yet another failed attempt per usual, congratulations on proving my point when it comes to you in general. Chris winks at the younger lion. Chris Page: As far as excuses go, that’s never my bag. Yet again, this false narrative that you’ve created in your mind? It sounds cool and all, but begs to question if you truly know who I am? Don’t get me wrong, I love the enthusiasm, it’s commendable at best… but a loss to you, a legitimate loss to you doesn’t effect me in the slightest for two reasons; one, it’ll never happen, and two, my world moves on towards people that matter. That’s kinda what happens when you’re a big deal versus being a big fish in a small pond. Don’t you worry bud, I have no issues on January 30th, live on Pay-Per-View to crush this notion that you’ll ever be in my league. Suddenly a voice is heard calling from off camera. “Hey Chris, it’s time.” Chris motions for them to come over. They step into frame where Chris introduces: Chris Page: JC Keeton, Sebastian Everett-Bryce. Sebastian Everett-Bryce: Who? Chris Page: Exactly. Chris shifts his attention back towards the camera. Chris Page: Be careful what you wish for… The tron cuts to static and JC just shakes his head. JC Keeton: These people know who I am Chris, and so does Sebastian. We were on the same show in October and I was there to watch my good friend The Raven beat his ass a month later just like I'm gonna do to the leech that's riding his coattails. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:10:11 GMT -5
John Blade Returns! Holden Ross vs. John Blade
Air raid sirens begin their cries of warning as the arena is plunged into darkness. As they reach their crescendo, and begin their fall, a single spotlight cuts through the dark, illuminating Holden who is standing statuesque, just this side of the threshold of the entrance curtain. Chris Avery: There he is! The Human Wrecking Ball!Billy: Those sirens are appropriate…Just like their signal of warning in the real World, in A.W. they are a warning that the “Bastard” is making his way to the ring. When the spotlight first shines on him, he has his head down, chin on his chest and his eyes closed. The sirens begin winding up their pitch for the second round of screaming. He lifts his head and his face is void of emotion, his eyes black pools of nothing, similar to a great white's eyes. Adilene Floyd: Making his way to the ring; standing at six feet, five inches tall and weighing in at just over three hundred pounds! He hails from San Luis Obispo! He is “The Bastard!” Hoooooldennnnnnnn RRRRRRRRRRoosssssssss!The sirens are relentless as he strolls down to the ring. He takes his time climbing the ring steps and wipes his feet before entering the ring. When the referee attempts to check him for contraband, Holden gently pushes him away and leans into his corner, apparently bored. Billy: And now its time for the return of John Blade!Chris Avery: This should be good!The lights dim down and the ActionTron lights up with Blade smiling in a pre-taped scene. He starts moving his hand in front of his face and the crowd lights up as pyro blasts off the stage! bbrbbrbdbbrbrbbdbbdbbbrbrbd ABBBOO DDOOO!! The crowd erupts as John Blade rushes through the curtain and stands on the stage with his arms raised way up high. He talks into the camera and says hes back and its go time! Blade tells the camera to follow him and he runs down the ramp... RIGHT INTO A HOLDEN ROSS LARIAT!! The music cuts as the crowd boos! Billy: OH SHITFIRE!!Chris Avery: HE JUST TOOK HIS HEAD OFF!!Holden stomps on Blade over and over and over and then picks him up and flips him upside down into a vertical suplex but just throws him from the standing position down onto his back! Billy: SHITFIRE!!Chris Avery: HOLDEN ROSS HAD A HORRIBLE WEEK AND HES TAKING IT OUT ON BLADE!Blade gets up and Holden picks him up by the under arms and just throws him back onto/into the ring apron! Blade slumps down in tremendous pain! Billy: God damn!!Blade is lifted up and thrown into the ring over the bottom rope and Holden climbs in! DING DING DING Blade turns around and Holden picks up Blade and spins into the air and just back slams him down onto the canvas! Holden pins him! One! Two! Blade gets a shoulder up! Billy: Whoa! It's not over yet!Holden picks up Blade and Blade hits a right hand! A left hand! A right hand! A left hand! Blade hits the ropes and rebounds back with a shoulder tackle and Holden goes down! Billy: WHOA!Blade gets back up as Holden stumbles up to his feet and Blade leaps into a second shoulder tackle! Holden goes down as Blade fires up! Chris Avery: He has this crowd eating all of this up!Holden stumbles up and goes for a clothesline but Blade picks him up on his shoulders for the Razor Blade! Billy: ITS OVER!!Chris Avery: Holden gets out of it!Holden stumbles and grabs the ref from hurting his knee and Blade turns around and Joey Scala is on the apron and he clotheslines Blade! Billy: HEY! WHERE DID HE COME FROM!?Chris Avery: THATS GRINDHOUSE TEAMMATE JOEY SCALA!Scala leaps off the apron and fist pumps as Holden picks up Blade and hits the GONZO BOMB! Billy: THE H-BOMB!!Chris Avery: HE JUST SPIKED JOHN BLADE ON HIS HEAD!!ONE!! TWO!! THREE! DING DING DING Billy: THATS IT!! HOLDEN ROSS IS VICTORIOUS!!Chris Avery: THE RETURN OF JOHN BLADE WAS ALL HOLDEN ROSS FROM THE GET GO IF YOU ASK ME!Scala and Holden celebrate on the outside of the ring as Holden raises up his arms in victory... but we're not done. Holden slips two fingers down his boot and pulls out a fork?! Chris Avery: Is that a-a fork?!Billy: Does he think he’s at a Hometown Buffet?Holden grabs a handful of John’s hair with his left hand and buries the business end of the fork into Blade’s forehead. Blade bellows and fight to break free and Holden responds by dragging the fork across his victims forehead, opening him up. Billy: SHITFIRE! John Blade is bleeding like a stuck pig!Blade rolls out of the ring and Holden follows him out. Holden grabs him and rams him face first into the ring post before kneeling next to his victim and rains down right hands, opening up Blade further. Security and medics flood the ringside area and are able to separate the two. As Holden backs up the ramp with his arms spread wide, he relishes in the crowds boos and even stops to take a bow. Chris Avery: Holden Ross made a point out here.Billy: Yeah, that guy’s a bit unstable!At the top of the ramp, Holden is joined by Joey Scala, and the two head to the back. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:10:53 GMT -5
Vanguard Handles Regan’s Ripple Effects
Downfall and Dionysus are seen walking backstage towards their locker room. Downfall is peering closely into the eyes of every backstage worker who passes by them, seeing if any of them are going to try to attack him to claim Regan's bounty. Dionysus, seeing him agitated, grips his arm. Dionysus: Daniel, we just need to calm down and think about this logically.Downfall: Hell with that, you heard Regan, she's putting up a lot of money for some of these freaks to take me out. And I can think of a list of people who would want to take her up on it for free, let alone with $60,000 on the line. I can't trust anyone backstage.Dionysus: Do you trust me at least?Downfall exhales, sounding a little like a growl, but he nods. Downfall: I know you've got my back.He squints at him, eyes narrowing. Downfall: Or do you...Dionysus: Don't start that up again.Downfall: I don't like this, it feels like we're running away.Dionysus: We aren't running away from anything. Listen, I think that most of the roster is already occupied tonight, so if we just go hang out in our the locker room and stay out of harm's way, it won't get too -As they round the corner, Dion's words stick in his throat, as he sees the figure looming before him. The exclamation point for his year of wine and roses. The figure of MosCOW stands before them, clenching and unclenching his fists, snorting. Dionysus: ...Well. This is udderly ridiculous.Downfall, not wanting to wait until the opportunists gunning for Regan's bounty come to him, tackles into the gut of MosCOW and starts peppering him in the gut with right hands. MosCOW fights back, and the two begin throwing punches at each other. Downfall, firing up, begins getting the better of MosCOW, peppering him with right hands and knocking MosCOW silly so that he goes stumbling. And then, Downfall grips the back of MosCOW's head and runs with him down the aisle, until he sees a PEPSI vending machine! Downfall throws MosCOW, hard, into the plastic display of the Pepsi machine, smashing it, and MosCOW falls into the hallway, not moving. Downfall, panting and keyed up as if he's ready for more fighting, looks around him in quick, snapping motions. Dionysus walks over. Dionysus: You feel better now?Downfall: You can joke about it, but these guys are trying to take me out.Dionysus: I'm going in the showers. Will you be alright getting your bag by yourself?Downfall nods. Downfall: But first, I'm gonna go back to MosCOW and kick him until he stops moving.Dionysus sighs a little bit. The partners split up, and Downfall walks away down the hall, still eyeing everyone around him with suspicion. The camera follows Dionysus as he goes into a shower room and shuts the door, which swings inside. This becomes important, as we see a forklift come backing in to the frame of the shot, blocking the door, completely obscuring it, and the camera pulls back to show Jill Park driving the forklift. She turns and gives a thumbs up to Regan Voorhees, standing off to the side. The camera switches back to ringside.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:13:04 GMT -5
Carter Shaw Confronts Jill Park
The crowd sits amongst their own murmurs for a bit until the swell of a guitar hits over the P.A. system, the stage lights switching over to green strobes. “Angry Heart” By Otherwise blasts as the crowd erupts into boos, “CARTER SHAW” filling the ActionTron screen. Billy: Getting a visit from a former AW World Champ! Carter Shaw is in the house!Chris Avery: Shaw has certainly fallen on rough times as of late, hasn’t he. And other then that awesome Tag Team Title match last week, he’s been mostly silent since the start of the year.Billy: Well the end of 2021 saw a lot of…changes come Shaw’s way.Shaw finally appears at the top of the ramp, walking straight through the curtain and towards the ring. No theatrics on tap for this one, as he pulls the hoodie down from the top of his head and makes a walking beeline for the ring. Billy: No more Philidor, no more World Championship…I think Shaw kinda feels like he’s back at square one quicker then he could’ve ever imagined.Chris Avery: You’re projecting an awful lot of things towards the man. From what I can tell, he is still every bit of the scumbag we’ve come to know him as.In the ring, Shaw takes an offered microphone from Adilene, walking in a bit of a circle before settling dead center, his eyes finally lifting to the sea of fans. There’s much less of a ‘relaxed, cocky’ demeanor to him as expected, as his eyes are a little more wide with intensity. His music dies out, and he’s left with nothing but the negative crowd response. This only seems to piss him off more. Carter Shaw: You people…The boos increase in volume, just at the simple tone of the address. Carter Shaw: You people don’t even know why you’re booing me at this point, do you? All I’ve ever done is bring everything I have to this ring week in and week out. All I did throughout last year was become your 2021 World Champion Of the Year by giving that title EVERYTHING I had. You boo’d Philidor Holdings because you didn’t like what you didn’t understand. You boo’d Ash Blake because she’s a pompous bitch with her chin so high up in the air she doesn’t even see the path in front of her. You boo’d Samson Saltair because you know he was pure evil. Me? What, boo’d by association? All I EVER wanted to do was make this COMPANY better! All I ever wanted to do was make MYSELF better. I’d apologize for offending you all so much, but it wouldn’t be a genuine apology. Because all I’ve done is everything you all wish you had the will to do.He starts walking in a pacing movement, every word out of his mouth growing a bit more heated then the last. Carter Shaw: I made decisions with the opportunities that were provided for me. And you can’t sit there and TELL ME that I made the wrong ones, because I became your damn World Champion and ran through name after name that you all considered better than me. I’ve EARNED my spot every single damn step of the way. I’ve EARNED a place at the TOP OF ACTION WRESTLING. And I’ve earned the right NOT to have my title reign swept under the rug of distant memory. I’ve earned the right to be RESPECTED by you, but that’s not what internet memes and popular opinion tell you to believe so you go ahead and you boo me. Boo me every damn time. That does NOT mean that what I’ve done is wrong…Billy: Shaw is not a happy camper, Chris.Chris Avery: Ironically, there’s rumors that at this point Shaw is actually living in a camper, so…good one Billy.Billy: Is it a fair gripe he has though?Chris Avery: No.Carter Shaw: I’VE EARNED my spot, I’ve climbed through these ranks more thoroughly and undoubtedly then just about anyone who has risen through the biggest wrestling company on the planet. And then you have Jill…Park. Who thinks that every pedestal anyone is on is equally fragile and ripe for the taking. And it is, to a certain extent, but it doesn’t just happen at the whim of a bullshit attack. I watched Jill Park sneak attack the RIGHT people at the RIGHT time all throughout 2021. Whether it was taking a legend down a peg or 4…or just going after a hot name riding momentum, it was calculated and a very impressive way to make a name for one’s self. BUT…she ain’t about to Frankle Lock her way to some perceived dominance, not any more. She’s hit that ceiling. This is as far as that schtick will take her and she knows it. That’s why she ended up getting that pathetic phone call from Regan Voorhees. “Let’s help each other, because we’ve run out of rungs on our own ladders.”
Shaw stops pacing, his body whipping towards the hard camera with anger. Carter Shaw: IT AIN’T HAPPENIN’. Jill Park made a name for herself, well done, but the way you remove those pedestals that sit so stubbornly in your path is by beating them. Again. And Again. Ask Spencer Adams…ask Corey Black…they still hold their name value, but as far as sitting on some sort of spot ahead of Carter Shaw? Nah. Not anymore. Because I didn’t just come and try and pull a carpet out from under them, I brought a cannonball right through their WALLS. JILL PARK will NOT SUPERSEDE ME. She will not USURP me from MY EARNED SPOT. YOU CAN GRAB ANKLES ALL YOU WANT, but let’s not forget, despite Max Daemon’s upcoming fight, who the guy is around here that’s been SUCCESSFUL in that UFC World. BEFORE I decided to conquer this sport as well. Jill Park, I will outfight you AND outwrestle you. And despite what you THINK…I will outthink you, just as I did everybody else in Action Wrestling over the past year. I’m clingin’ on to my spot the same way I earned it. By fightin’ tooth and nail and willing to sacrifice my LIFE for it.“I’m not your friend”Before Shaw can yell anymore words into the microphone, “Therefore I Am” by Billie Eilish hits and a loud mixed reaction erupts as “ILL'' Jill Park comes out to the entrance ramp, the smirkiest of smirks on her face as she stares down right at the temperamental Carter Shaw. She stops at the top of the entrance ramp as her music cuts. From behind her comes Regan Voorhees, slowly pacing in the background to trail Jill. Jill turns to the camera with that smirk and says “and they think I’m emotional.” In the snarkiest tone she could muster. She slowly walks down the ramp, her eyes not leaving Shaw’s, as the former paces around the ring eagerly. Regan follows from a distance, just a watchful eye. ‘backup’. Billy: This could explode at any moment! Affluenza is here!Chris Avery: and with the two egos of Park and Shaw? You’re damned right it could.Jill opts not to enter the ring, but instead walk around to the announce position, grabbing a microphone for herself. Jill Park: Wahhh wahhh wahhh…She takes her left hand and rubs under her eye, mockingly. Jill Park: You almost had me fooled, Shaw.She steps up onto the apron, but doesn’t enter through the ropes just yet. Jill Park: You built up this reputation as a premier player, a main event star. But…that’s not what I see here. You can talk all day about my shortcomings and you can make your little accusations about MY ceiling and where my career is going…but at the end of the day? If you were REALLY convinced of all that, would I even be on your radar?No, I wouldn’t be. I know that, and you know that. You can spin this however you please but it comes off in the same vein as Spencer Adams and Corey Black holding people back. It’s the same self-indulgent bullshit that you claimed to be fighting against all this time. It’s a new year, how about you do something new, Shaw. Instead of saying you’re the real deal, why don’t you actually BE real?A huge reaction from the crowd at that last line, Shaw goes to respond but Jill once again interrupts. Jill Park: You are truly daft if you think anybody at all is buying this schtick. We ALL know what this is about. It’s about Turmoil. It’s about ME putting you down for the three. You can name a who’s who of Action Wresting and you beat em all in 2021. Except for Jill Park.Because I stomped you out of the World Title picture when seemingly nobody could.In the ring, Shaw rolls his eyes, the clenching of his fists evident as he finally lifts the mic to his own lips and Jill appears to allow it. He steps closer to Jill, who is still standing on the ring apron. Carter Shaw: …but where’s the gold, Jill? Still the only belts you ever have around your waist is to keep your pants up. I can gloss over the fact that you got one over on me in that 4-way World Title match if you can also gloss over the fact that it led you to the same result that awaited you all along. Failure. And Dandy DiVito got to end another night with half-earned bragging rights and a damn title to bring home for Dick to spitshine. We’re not in some ‘similar position’, Park, because I’ve proven time and time again that I can get the job done while you’ve yet to earn an OUNCE of the confidence you carry yourself with around here. You can call yourself ill all your want, Jill, but you just don’t pass the wellness check. Not yet. And the moment you seek will not come at my…fuckin…expense.Jill twirls the microphone in her hand, taking a moment to look over at Regan, and the two share a smirk. Jill Park: Alright, Shaw. Maybe, MAYBE I could take this bit a little more seriously, had we not already watched this play out before. See, I guess you don’t remember. But that’s okay, because I do. I remember when you said this EXACT same thing a month ago. You wanted to hold me back; hold me down. I get it Shaw, I do. Your whole world is crumbling around you. Philidor has been wiped from the collective minds of Action Wrestling, and you are SCARED that you will have a similar fate.And with good reason.Yeah, I don’t have possession of the World Title. Welcome to big brain time by Carter Shaw. But see, that don’t mean a damned thing right now. This whole charade is being exposed now, isn’t it? For months you claimed you WERE Action Wrestling. That YOU and you alone were going to make this company better. That you MADE that title mean something. And I actually believed you. But now? As you stand before me? It’s as evident as ever that you didn’t make that title mean something.That title made you mean something. And now without it, you’re a shell of yourself. Fluttering in the wind, praying you can find a semblance of worth.Shaw snaps forward, for a moment looking like he’s about to start swinging wildly at Jill, but he gets just close enough for the two to grow SUPER tense. Carter Shaw: Worth…like the worth you felt when the Frankle Lock won that “Finisher Of The Year” award? Did you feel…worthy of that? While your buddy Regan over here locked down Rookie Of The Year and Wrestler Of The Year? I’m sure that had nothing to do with you hitching your wagon to this one over here, right?
Shaw starts gesturing towards Regan, who remains a motionless overseer. Carter Shaw: I know a thing or two about hitchin’ wagons, right? But this one? Affluenza? This fuckin’ CRIES OUT as a perfect example of two people who don’t know where the fuck to go from here. “Team lift” mentality, right? But if I’ve learned anything about you, MS. PARK, it’s that you have an ego like a banana. And no matter WHAT you do to try to overcompensate for that, you spend more hours doubting yourself then you do filming yourself. So instead of talking to you, maybe I should talk to this one…He turns and moves away from Jill, turning complete attention to Regan on the outside. The crowd ‘ooo’s a bit at the change of focus. Carter Shaw: Congratulations, Regan, way to keep your head above water at the expense of the entire CruiserClash roster. Do you really think that Jill Park is the one to show you how this is gonna go in the big leagues. When you’re outweighed and outmatched? Nice to see you’re just as impulsive as your new friend here, as Downfall beating your ass sent you down the same immediately well of self-doubt, huh? Affluenza was a great name to come up with from your brain storming session, but let’s be real, when this all comes crashing down quicker then either of you anticipate? The reality is-SHAW GETS TAKEN DOWN MID-SENTENCE FROM BEHIND. While Shaw spewed words at Regan, Jill entered the ring in stealth-mode, sweeping BOTH of Shaw’s feet out from under him! Billy: JILL ON THE ATTACK!Chris Avery: That’s one way to cut Shaw’s mic!Shaw faceplants to the ring in surprise, and before he can even move a muscle, Jill wraps the leg and LOCKS IN THE FRANKLE LOCK! Billy: THE FRANKLE LOCK! JILL PARK HAS THE FRANKLE LOCK CLAMPED ON SHAW!Chris Avery: Shaw is writhing, look at the torque Jill has on it!!Shaw yells out, reaching out in every direction for an escape! Regan still has not even moved until she starts back tracking up the ramp while shaking her head at Shaw. The crowd is HOT for the moment, as Jill wrenches Shaw’s ankle to the side again and again before letting go and rolling out of the ring quickly. Shaw reaches down at his ankle, going right into a stretch to limit the damage. He glares up ANGRILY at Jill Park, who reaches back into the ring for the microphone and takes it with her as she joins Regan by the entrance ramp. Jill Park: I don’t want to cripple you, Shaw, I just want you to know that I can…how’s that Finisher Of The Year feel?On her last word, she tosses the microphone back in the ring as it bounces around Shaw. Billy: Wow!Chris Avery: All the words these two have exchanged and Jill sends the PHYSICAL message to Shaw!Billy: Do you think he still wants to hate on the Frankle Lock?Shaw gets up to his feet, shaking off his ankle as he GLARES up the ramp as Affluenza admires the handy work on their way up the ramp and to the back. Billy: The tension between Shaw and Jill Park is real, that’s for sure.Chris Avery: Shaw took his eye off the ball and I think Jill may have given him a taste of his own medicine in that regard after the amount of times Philidor Holdings used to play the numbers game in such a fashion.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:14:31 GMT -5
Houston Astros Cheat Match Chase Jackson vs. Joey Scala
We come back to Monday Night Clash and we see Chase Jackson pacing back and forth in the back. Behind him is a metal baseball backstop you can get at a sports store and the crowd boos and cheers as we see Joey Scala appear in the same area.. Billy: We heard this was a Houston Astros Cheat Match!Chris Avery: I think it means you can do whatever you want and no one is going to stop you!DING DING DING Scala charges and Jackson and Scala start trading strikes! Jackson throws Scala into the garage rollup door and charges with a spear pushing him back into it and smashing him across the back a few times with a forearm and then turns around and knocks over a trashcan full of baseball bats, baseballs, gloves, and other baseball accessories. Billy: Jackson grabbing a baseball!Jackson wings that motherfuckin' baseball and it hits Scala in the gut! Jackson grabs another baseball and speed pitches another one hitting Scala in the midsection! Jackson comes over and grabs Scala and suplexes him right on the cement! Chris Avery: God damn, what a suplex!Jackson gets up, holding his back but he grabs a baseball bat as Scala grabs something that fell out of the trashcan, Jackson sizes up Scala and swings the baseball bat down but Scala rolls out of the way and Jackson slams the concrete floor! Scala puts on a baseball glove and pie-faces Jackson shoving him back into the garage rollup door. Jackson shoves Scala off, but Scala slams the glove into the head of Jackson and throws him into the baseball backstop, crashing into it and taking an awkward fall! Scala picks up the baseball bat and grips it tight. He swings it down but Jackson rolls out of the way and crawls towards a hallway and Scala throws the bat just missing Jackson! Jackson turns the corner and notices a curtain and walks through it and he's next to the stage! Billy: Whoa! Making their way out here!Chris Avery: Hey, the ref is keeping up!Jackson turns around and Scala rushes at him with the trashcan full of baseball stuff and smashes it into Jackson knocking him against the side of the ramp! Scala dumps the trashcan out and grabs a catcher vest and slides it on and laughs. Jackson stumbles over and Scala back body drops Jackson onto the cement floor and Scala comes up to the ramp. He's just about 3 feet off the ground and Scala leaps off and hits a splash with the catches vest! Billy: What a splash!He pins on the outside! One! Two! Jackson kicks out! Scala picks up Jackson and throws him onto the ramp and Scala grabs the trash can. Chris Avery: Look out here!Jackson kicks Scala as he picks up the can over his head and he drops it. Jackson grabs the head of Scala and drops him with a DDT onto the trash can! Billy: What a DDT!Jackson pins! One! Two! Scala kicks out! Billy: This fight continues!Jackson gets to his feet and grabs one of the baseball bats on the ramp and comes over to Scala and smashes it down onto the lower back of Scala! Scala continues crawling towards the ring and kneels up against the apron and Jackson slams the end of the bat into the lowerback of Scala! Billy: Damn what a shot!Jackson lifts Scala into the ring and rolls him in! Scala gets to the corner as Jackson slides in and Jackson kicks him in the chest shoving him down to a seated position in the corner. Jackson walks to the middle of the ring and acts like he throws up an imaginary baseball and swings the bat! He must have nailed a grandslam cause he acts like he can see the ball go flying into the second deck! Jackson tosses the bat out of the ring and runs to the open turnbuckle and runs to the next turnbuckle and then the third turnbuckle.. Billy: He's running the bases!Jackson charges at Scala and just kicks him in the head! Chris Avery: HOME RUN!!Jackson signals for the end as the crowd gets hype but Holden Ross rushes down the ramp and slides into the ring! Jackson goes for a lariat, but Holden ducks and Jackson bounces off the ropes and Holden picks up Jackson using his own momentum and swings him around and just fucking slams him down in the middle of the ring! Billy: DAMN!! THE GRINDHOUSE HOLDEN ROSS!! JUST SLAMMED JACKSON DOWN!!Chris Avery: HE JUST CHANGED THE MOMENTUM OF THIS MATCH!Scala starts to get up as the ref allows all of this, since there is no such thing as cheating, and Jackson tries to get to his feet but Scala kicks Jackson in the gut and pulls him into his legs.. Holden gets out of the way, slides out of the ring as he cheers Scala on and Scala picks up Jackson and piledrives him into the middle of the ring! Billy: WHAT A PILE DRIVER! SHITFIRE, THAT HAS TO BE IT!Jackson is out and Scala pins and hooks both legs! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING Billy: Thanks to Holden Ross, Joey Scala is victorious tonight!Chris Avery: What a night for Grindhouse, right?Scala and Holden are now standing up in the middle of the ring as they pose together. They talk shit on Jackson who rolls out of the ring slowly and he's hurt. Billy: Grindhouse will do anything, and that includes a lot of violence to pick up wins here in Action Wrestling!Chris Avery: Scala is victorious, and he can put Chase Jackson in his rear view mirror!We fade to a commercial as Joey Scala and Holden Ross make their way up the ramp still talking trash.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:15:37 GMT -5
Steve Bentley Has Some Cash
Back on Monday Night Clash that's live on CBS and Alexander Pasternak notices his door opening up. It's Bentley Unlimited and the crowd boos and Steve Bentley looks off camera as if he's noticing the crowd booing and he just smirks. Alexander Pasternak: What can I do for you two!?Steve Bentley: Lets talk business, Pasternak. My tag team was undefeated, my boys here ran through your division and they won a rightful number one contendership match to face the Tag Team Champions and you threw them into that hell hole last week because you wanted to impress daddy with your ratings get.Alexander Pasternak: AlrightSteve Bentley: No, you shush right now while I'm talking.The crowd boos. Steve Bentley: You wanted to bury my boys, you wanted to throw your weight around and last week was a disaster, was a mess! You threw my boys into your drama-fueled, chair swinging, Jerry Springer garbage and I don't think it's fair that my boys don't get another chance at Vanguard and the Tag Team Championships.Alexander Pasternak: Alright.Steve Bentley: Now it's your turn to talk. And it better be worth my time.Alexander Pasternak: First of all, you won't ever step into my office and disrespect me that way, I don't care what you own or how much money you have, and second of all, your guys got pinned! What do you want me to do!?Steve Bentley: BENTLEY UNLIMITED HAD TO FACE OFF AGAINST FOUR OTHER SUPERSTARS WHILE FIGHTING THE VANGUARD AND ONE OF THEM WAS A MYSTERY DIVITO AND WE HAD NO IDEA WHICH ONE TO TRAIN FOR!Alexander Pasternak: Lower.. your voice.Steve Bentley: Grow.. some balls.The crowd fucking gasps as the two step closer. That's when we see Wheeler and Scott trying to pull Bentley back. Alexander Pasternak: I don't like your attitude Mr. Bentley.Steve Bentley: And I don't like your booking.. Mr. Pasternak.The two stare at each other for what feels like minutes, but it's just a few beats before Pasternak breaks the tension. Alexander Pasternak: I can't give you a Championship match, but I can give you another number one contendership match.Bentley leans his head in and raises an eyebrow. Alexander Pasternak: At Revolution V, you guys can be placed into a #1 contendership match for the Tag Team Championships..Bentley nods as Wheeler and Scott nod and get hyped.. Alexander Pasternak: However, if you win the match, you won't be in Battlebowl.Bentley's eyes lower down to the floor, completely sizing up Pasternak. Steve Bentley: Sounds good to me.Alexander Pasternak: So we got a deal?Bentley looks back at his boys and then back to Pasternak. Steve Bentley: Deal.. and I didn't even have to break out the checkbook.Bentley winks at Pasternak and turns to take his boys out of the office. Pasternak shakes his head no slowly as the scene fades to a commercial.[/b][/font]
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:17:58 GMT -5
Ash Blake & Mason Jones vs. Jonny Cedrone & Zolton
The arena goes pitch black as the audience are abuzz with excitement, then the jumbotron and the PA system comes to life as white strobe lights flicker with the be riffs of the guitars and beats of the drums of the opening moments of “Now That We’re Dead” by Metallica. The fans erupt into loud, almost deafening cheers because they know who’s about to make their appearances. First through the curtain comes his wife, Gloria with a huge grin on her face. The fans in attendance, especially the guys, go completely nuts at the sight of the lovely Gloria. She stops at the top of the ramp, turns and points towards the curtains and almost as if on cue, out comes “The King of Sexy” Jonny Cedrone sending the fans into such a frenzy that they almost blow the roof of the place. Jonny stands at the top of the stage for a moment, looking out at the crowd, soaking it all in. With smiles on their faces they make their way down the aisle, slapping some of the outstretched hands of the fans along the way. Once they reach the ring, Cedrone holds Gloria’s hand as she walks up the steel steps and walks along the ring apron. Jonny hops up onto the apron, stands on the bottom rope and pulls up on the middle rope to let his wife into the ring. Jonny follows suit, wipes his feet and makes his way into the ring. Once inside, Jonny climbs each turnbuckle and plays to the crowd as Gloria follows him around, smiling, applauding and waving to the crowd. Once he’s done, Cedrone hops down from the final turnbuckle where he and Gloria talk a little bit as he waits for the match to begin. 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. Billy: They're arguing already! They won't last!Chris Avery: Of course they won't!God's Plan by Drake hits the speakers and Mason Jones just walks right down the ramp from behind the curtain. He's more driven and focused now so he rolls right into the ring and raises his arms in the air and is ready for this match up. He stretches his neck and is pretty serious. Billy: Mason Jones wants another extreme moment, I guess!The distorted guitar that opens Rilo Kiley's "Jenny, You're Barely Alive" blares over the PA system as the house lights die, the ActionTron displaying nothing as a lone spotlight focuses on the stage. As Jenny Lewis' vocals come in, Ash Blake emerges from behind the curtain to the center of the spotlight with an unsteady gait, the Hardcore Title slung over her shoulder. The spotlight follows her as she half-stumbles, half-sways down the ramp, distant gaze fixed on the center of the ring as around her the jeering of the crowd goes in one ear — literally. Adilene Floyd: Making her way to the ring, from Cottonwood Falls, Kansas! Standing five feet, seven inches tall and weighing in tonight at one hundred, twenty-five pounds. She is the Action Wrestling Hardcore Champion of the World, Ash Blake! The crowd hurls another wave of jeers at the mention of her name as she pauses for a moment at the base of the ring stairs. Shaking her head and inhaling deep, she gingerly ascends the stairs and steps under the middle rope, handing off the belt the official and making her way towards her corner as "Jenny, You're Barely Alive" slowly fades out and the house lights slowly come back to life. DING DING DING Ash goes after Zolton as Cedrone is taken off guard by Mason spearing him into the corner! Mason hits rights and lefts and suplexes Cedrone down onto the canvas! One! Cedrone kicks up but Mason gets him into an armbar, that Cedrone rolls out of but Mason picks him up on his shoulders and flips him out of the ring with a Death Valley Driver! Ash hits Zolton with a spinning backfist knocking Zolton out of the ring through the ropes to the apron! Ash hits a spear taking Zolton down and they both crash to the outside as well! Billy: This match is already insane!Mason pulls out a table from under the ring and slides it into the ring! Mason rolls in as Cedrone is up and Ash hits him with a punch to the side of the head! Ash ducks as Cedrone returns the favor but he punches Zolton! Billy: OH BOY!Chris Avery: OF COURSE WE SAW THAT HAPPENING!Cedrone and Zolton start trading lefts and rights before Ash hits them with a steel chair jumping off the apron taking both of them down! Mason sets up the table inside the ring and rolls out! Ash is telling Mason to pick one of them up but Mason decides now is the perfect time to be stubborn. He yells at Ash for telling him what to do. Ash turns Mason around and demands another order once more! Mason shoves Ash back and then turns around and Cedrone kicks Mason in the gut and Zolton hits a superman punch knocking Mason stumbling back and ASH SWINGS THE CHAIR DOWN AND SMASHES MASON JONES OVER THE HEAD WITH IT! Billy: OH MY GOD!!Chris Avery: SHE JUST TURNED ON MASON JONES!!Jones is out on the ring and Ash just walks away from it all as Cedrone and Zolton pick up Mason and hurl him under the ropes into the ring.. Cedrone picks up Mason as Zolton sits on the turnbuckles and Cedrone gives Mason to Zolton who powerbombs Mason off the middle turnbuckle through the table! Billy: SHITFIRE!!Cedrone pins Mason with a boot on his chest! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING Zolton is sliding out of the ring as Ash Blake realizes what Zolton is doing.. He's going for the Hardcore Championship belt at the timekeepers area! Billy: Zolton and Cedrone win but Zolton has the Hardcore Championship!Chris Avery: LOOK OUT!Ash jumps onto Zolton with right hands and the two start trading strikes and going at it! The crowd erupts as Cedrone is on the turnbuckles and jumps off! Billy: OH MY!!Cedrone crashes down with a straight plancha right down onto Ash Blake and Zolton! The three superstars crash to the mats! Billy: OH MY GOD THEY WON'T STOP!Ash, Zolton and Cedrone get back to their feet and start brawling again as Security members and producers are now breaking them up! Alexander Pasternak: Stop, stop, stop! Thats enough!Billy: Our General Manager is out here!Alexander Pasternak: At Revolution Five, Jonny Cedrone and Zolton will have a Hardcore Championship opportunity in a three way dance!The crowd erupts! Alexander Pasternak: But next week, Ash Blake.. you will defend your Hardcore Championship against Mason Jones!Mason is smiling as he's being worked on by a medical staff team member with a huge cut over his forehead. Alexander Pasternak: Good luck!Pasternak drops the microphone as Ash grabs her Hardcore Championship and Cedrone and Zolton still try to kill each other! We fade to a commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:18:29 GMT -5
Odin Hypes His Match
Odin is backstage in from of the action set piece, ready to give a pre-match promo against Gerad Angelo. Odin Balfore: Hollywood, this is you. THIS, is your moment. All the titles you've won, all the matches you've been in - lead you to the biggest match of your career. A second round hardcore match against the unwanted legend, WAR BALFORE, isn't the rub you think it is.
This won't take me twenty minutes. There will be no bell to save you. There will be no double count-outs, no one throwing up that stupid "X." You moved on because of two fluke technicalities. That's how you should know that all this isn't meant for you.
When the company wants to mop up scum and wastes on the system, they bring me in. Second match in and already, I'm here to destroy you. That's fucking sad, Hollywood. I suppose you didn't impress enough against Kidsgrove.
He dragged you into a drawer - for fucking nothing.
You got into the second round on a double technicality.
And that's all you got from Action Wrestling. Me, I get to move onto the finals of these trials; trials that I've been. Living for years now internally.
I'm not myself, Hollywood. I'm- someone else. The unwanted legend. I'd apologize, but I'm starting to like this. Maybe He and I can come to an agreement on things.. and you know what; I think we already have.
We'll see you in the ring.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:22:19 GMT -5
Our New United States Champion..
Kanye West hits and the crowd boos because it's Tobias Hoffman and Roman Gunn. Tobias has a bag that looks like a fancy pillowcase with him and they make their way down the ramp. Billy: Here comes Roman Gunn who, two weeks ago, lost to CJ Phoenix in the United States Championship match! His first loss, too!Chris Avery: Last week Roman hired this attorney, Tobias Hoffman and he has a 17 page document in which he has told Action Wrestling and CJ Phoenix that Roman Gunn is the legitimate United States Champion!Billy: How! I don't get it! I just don't get it!They get into the ring as they stand there when their music fades. That's when we notice Alexander Pasternak in the ring. The crowd stops booing as Pasternak begins. Alexander Pasternak: Thank you for coming down, and I reviewed this 17 page document.Pasternak takes a deep breath and then looks at Roman and Tobias. The crowd boos as Pasternak looks like he may just agree. Alexander Pasternak: Before we continue, I don't want to do this without him.. so please, CJ Phoenix! I know you're back there..The crowd cheers.. Alexander Pasternak: Come on out here, brother!We have to wait a few beats but then his music hits and the crowd goes crazy! Chris Avery: CJ Phoenix!! The United States Champion is here!The Luminary of Despair walks out in a black and white suit with the United States Title around his waist. He has a microphone in his left hand. In his right hand is his cellphone that he's texting on. Billy: He's...TEXTING!? At a time like this!?CJ enters the ring and looks directly at Pasternak. Phoenix: You called for me....and so I appear.The crowd finally quiets down with the loud eruption as Phoenix stands in front of Roman and Tobias. Tobias Hoffman: Well, well, well, well.. Look what the dirty, grungy, homeless, sick, disgusting cat dragged in!The crowd boos as Tobias smiles with his swarmy face looking right at Roman who smirks. Tobias Hoffman: Give my client the United States Championship!Before he can even finish the crowd is booing as Alexander Pasternak steps in between the two superstars. CJ shakes his head as he sends another text message. Phoenix: No thanks. If you REALLY want me to give your client something, I'll gladly give him a Talon Kick and feed him more of his teeth.The crowd cheers in approval. Phoenix: I'll even feed you a few of yours as an added bonus.Alexander Pasternak: Wait a minute, wait a minute, hold on! Now, I read this 17 page document, and I believe there are many processes we can fix going forward, and I believe there is a point or two.. thats all im saying, a point or two that is made in this very long and damn near boring read.The crowd is booing and getting restless. Alexander Pasternak: I think there is a case to be made... when it comes to you holding the United States Championship, CJ Phoenix..The crowd boos.. Billy: What?!Chris Avery: No way! Come on! Phoenix beat Roman, CLEAN as a whistle on Clash two weeks ago! This is insane!CJ Phoenix glances over at Pasternak with a raised eyebrow. Tobias Hoffman: So come on, Phoenix! Give that United States Championship a kissy kissy and tell it goodbye because it belongs around the waist of ROMMMAANNN GUNNN!!The crowd boos as Tobias laughs to himself! Roman smirks and is nodding his head up and down, he wants that belt around his waist. CJ simply returns to texting on his phone. Phoenix: Not even in your wildest dreams.Alexander Pasternak: But! I have to make a decision and I don't believe CJ Phoenix needs to give up the United States Championship..Tobias begins to scream at Pasternak in law-terms.. Alexander Pasternak: and I believe he's STILL the United States Champion!The crowd erupts as Tobias stops talking trash and Roman looks over at him. The crowd buzzes as Tobias reaches into the fancy pillowcase and pulls out a Championship belt. Roman grabs it as the crowd boos.. Billy: NO WAY!Chris Avery: WHAT THE HELL!Roman has his own United States Championship belt. Tobias laughs as is praying to Roman as if he's a god. Pasternak is pissed. CJ Phoenix just shakes his head in disgust. Alexander Pasternak: What are you doing, Tobias! Roman, put that away!Tobias Hoffman: MY CLIENT! IS THE UNITED STATES CHAMPION! WHETHER YOU RECOGNIZE HIM OR NOT, ITS NOT UP TO YOU! ITS UP TO THESE GREAT STATES.. THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!The crowd boos as Roman adjusts the Championship belt on his shoulder. Tobias just laughs in the face of the chorus of boos raining down. CJ checks his phone one last time before putting it in his pocket. Phoenix: Sorry for the wait, but it appears MY attorney has finally arrived, and he has a few words of his own to say. Chris Avery: CJ has an attorney as well!?Billy: So that's who he's been texting.*DING DONG BING BONG* The fans get loud with their cheers once more. Billy: Uh oh.Chris Avery: Hold on a minute. That normally plays BEFORE CJ Phoenix appears, but since he's already in the ring...who could this be?It doesn't take long for that question to be answered. A figure appears on the ActionTron. It's a bird! It's a plane! It's........MONOKUMA!?!?!? In a suit!? And boooooyyyy is he furious! Monokuma: My client's innocent, your honor!Billy: What the hell is happening!?Monokuma: I've been listening to that sleazeball talking and I almost vomited out of disgust and then died of boredom! Him and that moron with the fake belt he keeps brown nosing should be ARRESTED! All my client did was walk down to the ring to talk to Judge Pasternak. That's when that monstrosity over there verbally harassed him for no reason. And speaking of monstrosities, arrest Roman Gunn for impersonating the United States Champion!Although they were initially confused, the audience is on board with the idea of Tobias and Roman getting arrested. Monokuma: No no, wait! I have a better idea! How about a little democracy? What do you call these humans again? Despairicans, right?Phoenix folds his arms and nods. Monokuma: Despairicans! We're gonna put this to a vote! Make some noise if you believe that Roman Gunn is the rightful United States Champion!*silence.....* Chris Avery: Wow. You could hear a pin drop in here.Billy: That's zero votes for Roman, right?Monokuma: Alright. Now, make some noise if you believe that CJ Phoenix is the rightful United States Champion.The roof nearly gets blown out of the Toyota Center from the cheering fans. Billy: HOW MANY VOTES IS THAT!?Chris Avery: ENOUGH TO WIN! THAT'S FOR SURE!Monokuma: Well then. That settles it! In a total landslide, your winner, AND STILL your rightful United States Champion, the Luminary of Despair, CJ PHOENIX! Democracy at its finest, ladies and gentlemen!Tobias Hoffman: NO NO NO NO NO, NOOO!! That's not how this works! The crowd boos. Tobias Hoffman: My client is holding the REAL United States Championship, he is to be recognized as THE United States Champion, and that 17 page document proves it! Everyone in here knows who the real Champion is. Pasternak knows who the real Champion is.. and CJ Phoenix, deep down.. and I mean deep down.. you know who the United States Champion is.Phoenix steps towards Tobias who was getting too close and Roman steps in front of Tobias to get into CJ Phoenix' face. Tobias Hoffman: Ohhh hahahha how fitting, now you want to get physical. Let me ask you, are you even cl-CJ Phoenix smashes the microphone out of Tobias hands as it hits the canvas to a loud cheer. Billy: He had enough of that!CJ Phoenix: If you think you're the real Champion then fight me for it, right here, right now.The crowd cheers as Roman wants to but Tobias holds him back and is shaking his head no. Alexander Pasternak: Thats not a bad idea, actually! Come on, Roman! If you think you're a Champion, fight him! CJ Phoenix has been nothing short of an amazing fighting Champion giving everyone a chance.. You can do the same!The crowd cheers as Phoenix is taunting at Roman to agree to a match. Roman grabs Pasternaks microphone. Roman Gunn: You got it... The crowd erupts! Roman Gunn: Next week.The crowd boos as Roman and Tobias smile and leave the ring. CJ Phoenix watches them walk away... Billy: Next week, they're going to compete again!?Roman and Tobias are on the ramp and Roman holds his United States Championship up to a large chorus of boos.. Alexander Pasternak: Wait though. Nah, not just like that. No, next week won't just be a match.. no, next week I'm going to hang BOTH United States Championships 20 feet in the air and Roman Gunn.. CJ Phoenix.. you'll fight each other.. IN A LADDER MATCH!Billy: WHOA!!Roman shakes his head no as CJ Phoenix raises an eyebrow towards Pasternak.. Chris Avery: A LADDER MATCH NEXT WEEK? ROMAN AND PHOENIX ONE MORE TIME!! BOTH BELTS HIGH IN THE AIR? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!Billy: WOW!!Chris Avery: Not only do we see the finals of the Trials of Despair tournament.. but the tournament could name a #1 contender and CJ Phoenix may not even be the United States Champion!Billy: This is getting wild! Next week is a huge show! We'll be right back for MORE here on Monday Night Clash on CBS!We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:23:22 GMT -5
Pepsi Match of the Night Trials of Despair Hardcore Match Odin Balfore vs. Gerard Angelo
Billy: Welcome back to Monday Night Clash and we have to thank Pepsi for our next match up!Chris Avery: It's the Pepsi Match of the Night! When you're thirsty, grab an original, grab Pepsi!The lights go out in the arena and the sound of a synth starts playing. “I CAN’T STOP!” The lights start to flash as “STOP” repeats over and over from different speakers in the arena as the beat starts to build and then it drops. BOOM A small explosion of gold fireworks goes off “I CAN’T STOP!” The lights come back on as Kanye West’s voice serenades the people as they give loud boos (Accompanied by a small smattering of cheers) as Gerard Angelo is shown standing on stage, back to the crowd, the hood of his hoodie pulled up, right arm raised above his head at an angle, one finger extended. He throws his hood back with the same hand and spins around to the crowd, arms extended, like he’s absorbing another wave of booing, a cocky smirk etched across his face as he surveys the crowd behind his trademark sunglasses. He makes his way down to the ring slowly, brushing off fans and taunting them. Adilene Floyd: From Hollywood, California, weighing in at 225 lbs, "The Living Legend", GERRRRRARD ANGELOOOOOOOOO! He stops at the ring stairs and slaps the top step before climbing them, and walking to the center of the ring apron.Angelo surveys the arena crowd once more, before slipping through the middle and top rope into the ring. He walks to the opposite ring post, leaping up onto the second turnbuckle. Gerry points to the crowd before unzipping his hoodie, which gets more than a few ladies in the audience to scream out, before pulling it off and pretending to toss it to the fans, before just dropping it on the floor with a smirk. "The Hollywood Hero" hops down and removes his trademark sunglasses, placing them in the corner neatly before leaning back against the turnbuckles, still mouthing off to the fans as he starts to stretch. Billy: Hardcore match coming up! Winner goes to the finals next week.. Where it's a Last Man Standing match!Chris Avery: Very interesting and it's all leading to a match to face the United States Champion at Revolution V!Billy: Which should be CJ Phoenix!“ 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: Both super experienced!DING DING DING Odin goes for a clothesline but Angelo ducks and hits strikes after strikes! Shoving Odin back into the corner but Odin grabs Angelo and throws his ass over the ropes, crashing down to the apron to the outside! Odin steps over and gets off the apron but Angelo has a kendo stick and swings it wildly! Smashing it into the body of Odin over and over and over again! He keeps swinging and Odin is eating all of them before grabbing the stick and bringing Angelo into him and picking him up and hits a sidewalk slam on the outside! Billy: Damn what a move! We've seen Odin use that move to put down many superstars!Odin gets back up as Angelo rolls to his stomach and starts crawling towards the ring. Odin is on his feet already and stalks after him. Angelo pulls something from underneath the ring and sprays it into Odins face causing him to stumble back! Chris Avery: What was that?!Billy: No idea! But it worked!Odin leans against the announcers table and Angelo flies at him with a smashing somethingoranother and the two crash ontop of the announcers table but not breaking it! Angelo continues throwing punch after punch into Odin before Odin shoves Angelo off and crashes him down to the mats once more! Odin tries to walk off whatever the hell is in his eyes and he turns around and Angelo hits a running crossbody onto the 7 footer and they crash over the railing into the time keepers area! Billy: Wow!! Holy shit!Chris Avery: That was intense!!Angelo pops up and he grabs the steel chair and he puts the edge of it choking Odin! He keeps it there for nearly 5 seconds but Odin is already lifting the chair off of him and pulls it down causing Angelo to come down ontop of Odin and Odin tries to lock him into a triangle chokehold! Billy: They're fighting in the tight confines of the time keepers area!Chris Avery: This is insane! It's hardcore though!Angelo breaks out of it and stumbles back as Odin kicks him off once more! Odin gets up and Angelo jumps on Odins back and tries to put him in a sleeper! Odin just jumps backwards and up into the air and the two crash back over the railing right onto the mats, fucking HARD, knocking the wind out of both of them! Billy: Holy shitfire!! That impact!Chris Avery: Say what you want but Angelo has been keeping up the pace! Odin looks like he's struggling just a bit!Angelo tries to get up but Odin is already up and he grabs Angelo by the throat! Chris Avery: OH SHIT!Angelo is lifted off his feet and Odin grabs him by the crotch and throws his ass OVER the ropes into the ring!! Angelo crashes down onto the canvas.. Odin rolls in, after sliding a chair into the corner of the ring.. and Angelo comes at him but Odin picks him up, spins around and hits another sidewalk slam on the canvas!! He pins! One! Two! Angelo kicks out! Billy: What a kick out!Chris Avery: My god! This is intense!Odin gets to his feet and walks over to the steel chair and bends down. He gets his hands on it but Angelo leaps into the air and jumps on the back of Odin! Billy: ANGELO WITH A SLEEPER!Angelo locking it in deeper and deeper as Odin stumbles around the ring.. Odin falls to one knee! The crowd boos for their hometown native but Odin keeps trying to grasp for something, gasping for air! Angelo locks the sleeper in deeper as Odin is about to fall asleep! Billy: Could this be how it ends?Chris Avery: This would be INSANE!Odin falls further, until his eyes open wide, and he stands up, swings Angelo off his back into his grasp and hits another sidewalk slam!! Both men are out on the canvas! Billy: Jesus! Odin with a desparation move!Chris Avery: This is wild! Odin gets up first because OF FUCKING COURSE he does and he's in the corner as Angelo crawls to the corner holding his back and trying not to cough up blood and Odin charges at him! Billy: LOOK OUT!!Odin hits the running big boot! BUT NO! ANGELO ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND HE HAS THE STEEL CHAIR! ODIN TURNS AROUND AND ANGELO SMASHES THE CHAIR INTO THE HEAD OF ODIN!! Billy: GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!! HE JUST CRACKED ODINS HEAD!!ANGELO SMASHES THE CHAIR A SECOND TIME, THIS TIME BENDING IT AROUND THE SKULL OF ODIN AND HE FALLS DOWN ONTO HIS FACE!! Chris Avery: MY GOD!Angelo drops the chair as Odin tries to push himself off the canvas with his hands but Angelo us running back, leaps into the air and hits the CURBSTOMP onto the chair!! Billy: THE HOLLYWOOD ENDING!!Angelo covers! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Odin convulses but gets a shoulder up but its over! Billy: HOLY SHITFIRE!! GERARD ANGELO BEAT ODIN BALFORE!!Chris Avery: GERARD ANGELO JUST DEFEATED ONE OF THE ALL TIME GREATS!! ANGELO IS MOVING TO THE FINALS!!Billy: HOLY HELL THAT WAS INSANE!! WHAT A MATCH!Odin is already rolling out of the ring holding his head as a small drip of blood runs down as Angelo is a bit surprised but turns it into cocky behavior as if he meant to do all that. And Angelos arm is raised once more.. Billy: The Trials of Despair have been nothing short of shocking or crazy, and this just adds to it! What the hell did we just see?!Chris Avery: We saw what some could say a major upset, but Angelo has all the right tools and past success to be a winner tonight and he proved it! Angelo is going into the Last Man Standing match next week on Clash!Billy: He's one away from facing the United States Champion at Revolution Five!We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:24:40 GMT -5
Regan Voorhees vs. Max Daemon vs. John Black
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: This next triple threat match is one to watch!"Dead Bite" by Hollywood Undead blasts out on the arena's speakers. Once the guitar riffs begin to form, Max comes out with his hooded jacket zipped up tight. He's also wearing the custom Reebok Ex-Oh-Fit Pure Platinum Hi-Daemons shoes! He holds his hands apart, making them into finger guns. As he points them towards the sky, fireworks go off on his left and right. Max gives off a faux "shot" with the finger guns, making a huge firework blast go off behind him. He stares towards the ring, nodding his head and focusing intently on what's ahead. He ignores any of the fans trying touch him, male or female. The look on his face is one more of apathy than annoyance or anger. Adilene Floyd: On his way to the ring. Currently residing in a version of San Mateo, CA. Weighing in at 180 lbs. He...is Max...DAEMON! Once Max reaches ringside, he takes the steps up onto the apron. He falls in between the top and middle ropes, rolling through and landing on his feet. He throws a finger gun to the camera, "shooting" it off before walking back and jumping onto a nearby middle rope. He gives a quick finger gun "shot" off to the crowd before hopping into the ring, ready for the fight to come. Chris Avery: We're just about ready to begin!The Action Tron alights with an image of a black-and-white claymation pig. The swine, clad in top hat and tailed-tuxedo puffs greedily on a cigar, a porcine robber baron. A buzzsaw screams through the scene, teeth rending the wealthy swine in two as red splatters the screen. Blood trickles down, sullying the white background to spell out... REGAN VOORHEES
The buzzsaw screech stops as the lights go red, turning the arena to a killing floor. Amid the crimson sea of humanity, a pristine white spotlight tracks up the aisle to the entryway, where it finds Regan sitting crosslegged, her head bowed beneath the hood of her translucent white raincoat. Beneath the see-thru fabric is her sanguine-tinted ring gear, accented with a pattern of weaving white vines adorned with blossoming black camellias. Her pre-match meditation over, the Duchess' eyes snap open as she vaults limberly to a standing position. On her way to the ring she ignores the crowd, instead taking the time stretch her arms and neck. With a saunter, she climbs the ring steps, pausing at the ropes to pull her hood back and shake loose a mane of shoulder-length blond hair. One hand over the ropes, she glances to the crowd, offering them the slightest of photogenic smirks. From there, she removes her raincoat, neatly folding it on the top rope for the ring attendant, before finally entering the ring. Finding her corner, Regan does a quick stretch of each leg, before hooking her elbows under the top rope. Leaning forward, she gives her opponent's corner a dagger's stare as she waits for the opening bell. Billy: The Cruiserweight of the year for 2021, and was in the finals for Wrestler of the Year! How insane! Regan Voorhees is on a tear right now!Chris Avery: This match is ready to begin!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. DING DING DING Black takes the immediate offensive and hits a running DDT on Regan. Regan rolls out of the ring, pissed off as Daemon clotheslines Black. Black is back up and runs at him and receives a hip toss. He’s back up, ducks a big boot attempt and dives through the ropes, taking out Regan. Billy: Damn! Black is quick!Chris Avery: This match off to a hot start!Regan arches his back in pain and Daemon plays to the crowd inside. Black picks up Regan and rolls him into the ring and Daemon stomps away at him before letting Regan get to his feet. He whips Regan across the ring and puts him down with a big kick. Daemon turns around into a running lariat from Black who was waiting and sizing him up! Billy: Wow! What a shot!Chris Avery: Big impact there!Regan is finally in the match as he spears Black to the mat. Regan dodges a clothesline from Daemon and starts throwing haymakers at Daemon, backing him into the corner. He whips Daemon across the ring, but Daemon reverses it. Daemon hits a facecrusher, but is again floored by Black who hits a spearing takedown! Black holds on for the pin. Billy: He might have him here!ONE!! No! Regan doesn’t even let it get much past a 1 count before she stops the pin. Chris Avery: I don’t think that pin break was even necessary, I doubt Daemon was going down that fast!Regan stomps away at Black, but Black works his way to his feet. Regan whips Black across the ring and catches him with a sidewalk slam. He applies a single leg Boston crab, but Daemon kicks him off of Black. Daemon grabs Regan and chokeslams him to the mat. He pulls Regan to his feet and executes a tiger suplex. Daemon notices Black this time and ducks a flying forearm attempt by Black who slides under the ropes, but catches himself before he falls out. He gets to his feet quickly and springboards off for a flying head scissors on Daemon, but Daemon catches him! Billy: WHOA!! He just powered Black up and powerbombed him to the mat! Daemon is on fire!Chris Avery: This match is so damn good!Black gets back to his feet and avoids an avalanche in the corner. He grabs Daemon’s head and drops him for a neckbreaker. Black hits a standing moonsault and goes for the pin. ONE!! TWO!! Regan is back up and stops Black from pinning Daemon. Black elbows Regan in the face as he goes to grab him from behind. Black whips Regan across the ring and catches him for a powerslam. Black hits a back suplex and goes for another cover right away! ONE TWO NO!! Daemon stops the pin attempt. Daemon knees Black and tosses him through the ropes to the outside. He turns as Regan gets to his feet and Regan hits a BELLE RINGER! Billy: BELLE RINGER FROM REGAN VOORHEES!Chris Avery: SHE GOT THE COVER!ONE!! TWO!! NO!! Black slingshotted himself over the ropes into a leg drop on the back of Regan to break up the pin! Black, Daemon and Regan are down and out! Who can get up first?! Chris Avery: Whose going to take advantage!?Billy: This is anyones game!Regan stumbles up and Black picks her up and hits the Black List! Regan rolls to the corner as Daemon picks up Black and hits Leaping Dragon Sleeper Backstabber! Billy: DEVIL TRIGGER!!DAEMON COVERS BLACK!! ONE!! TWO!! REGAN POKES THE EYES OF DAEMON!! DAEMON ROLLS AROUND IN EYEBALL PAIN.. REGAN COVERS!! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Daemon turns around but it's too late!! Billy: SHE GOT EM!!Chris Avery: Regan Voorhees is victorious tonight!Billy: Regan with a win here on Monday Night Clash!Chris Avery: Affluenza is still in the drivers seat tonight!Regan celebrates on the outside and takes her hand away from the ref as the ref just points to her as the winner. Daemon is in the corner mouthing off, and Black is trying to get to his feet. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:25:28 GMT -5
BOZO SPEAKS TO THE ACTION WRESTLING UNIVERSE ABOUT HIS ACTIONS FROM LAST WEEKS CLASH!
...NEXT WEEK ON MONDAY NIGHT CLASH!
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:27:22 GMT -5
The Sins of a Father
Inside the ring from the commercial return is a well-secured ring in the Toyota Center of Houston, Texas. Security officials are posted around the ring facing the audience on all four sides along with a handful that stands in line dividing the ring in half. Monday Night Clash general manager, Alexander Pasternak, has the attention as he looks very focused but on the cusp of an angered warpath considering the events from last week. Alexander Pasternak: Last week on Monday Night Clash, we had to witness a terrible moment that happened to my father, and also the co-president of Monday Night Clash. Let’s take a look.REPLAY OF LAST’S WEEK EVENTS The audience of Houston, Texas would welcome Andre Holmes as they did before in the past but now they have a brand new perspective on their hometown “hero”. Multiple boos and insults shower the ring after the replayed footage of The Heritage attacking Torture who was hired by Holmes in the end. Pasternak closes his eyes and his grip on the microphone tightens. Billy: I’ve been telling everyone around the world how much of a jackass Andre Holmes is and no one believed me until now! I would say I told you so but it’s clear that Billy is always right!Chris Avery: You’d have to imagine the anger our general manager must be feeling. To witness his own father be at the mercy of a grand scheme by who he considered a friend? Andre Holmes has a lot to answer for tonight.Billy: He better has a good explanation, Chris!Alexander Pasternak: Andre Holmes! Get out here NOW!!!Pasternak is seething but security maintains protocol on keeping the area secure. While the general manager paces back and forth, the newly themed music of Andre Holmes begins to hold over the atmospheric tension followed by the thunderous boos. “All Is Gone” by Kandia summons the camera to transition to the backstage area where Andre Holmes walks down the hallway surrounded by security among the midsts of stares from staff and other wrestlers too. Chris Avery: The WCF Hardcore Champion has returned home to Houston, Texas but not as their beloved hometown hero but as the most hated person in Action Wrestling right now. This man has turned every supporter against him and he doesn’t seem phased. He threw away his friendship with Torture because of the championship?!Billy: That’s Andre Holmes for you! He’ll do whatever it takes and no matter the cost to be the absolute best! What an asshole!The security team escorting Holmes is now center stage for the entire audience to channel their negative reactions to. Andre watches the crowd through his dark shades as he simply raises the hardcore championship belt high above his head. He hangs the belt over his right shoulder and walks down to the ring fixing his blazer with the protection of security. He has absolutely no emotion as Pasternak and him lock eyes with another. Chris Avery: The pure emotion that Alexander must be feeling is justified. Andre doesn’t even seem to care. He may be enjoying this new atmosphere especially knowing the things he did.Billy: Of course he does Chris! Andre Holmes is one of the most sadistic assholes in this industry but everyone pretended he was a great person until it took him hiring a bunch of thugs to take out our co-president.Divided into both sides of the ring, security maintains its ground. The music has faded away and both men are in their respective corners staring each other down. The audience continues to boo their hometown villain as he looks unphased by Alexander’s unsettling pacing. Alexander Pasternak: You better have an explanation for the things you did! Torture was not only someone who respected you but he was your friend. He has a company to run and you just show up into Action Wrestling demanding things?! It doesn’t work like that!Houston goes crazy in support of Pasternak. Andre keeps a firm grip on the belt around his right shoulder. Alexander Pasternak: And then you had the nerve to pay off those savages to attack my father! He’s at home working and couldn’t make it tonight because of what you did! You better have a damn answer to prove why you are the biggest coward I’ve ever met!Billy: Woah! Holy shit!Andre’s right eyebrow cocks up at the mention of him being a coward. For a mere moment, he looks around to the audience chanting the word at him until receiving a microphone. Pasternak’s patience is running thin but Andre pushes the shades up his nose a little before chuckling. A sinister smile is on his face which intrigues the general manager even more. Andre Holmes: Thank you.Chris Avery: What…?Andre Holmes: Thank you, Mr. Pasternak. I really appreciate you inviting me to the ring and even having the common courtesy to escort with me your semi-useless security. I am even flattered by the security measures you had to enforce for your protection and the protection of all those employed under Action Wrestling. It’s safe to say that after last week’s events, I am the biggest threat to this company after all.Pasternak’s fists are clenching and the audience is booing. Andre keeps his ground and continues to speak on the matter. Andre Holmes: However, this is all new to me. I’ve never experienced being the center of all this hate. I guess it would be the trend since I did do some very terrible things to the co-president but I’m not here to brag. I’m here to explain because I think this is all a misunderstanding on everyone’s part except for me.Billy: Is he trying to really spin this?! That’s fucked up!Pasternak’s demeanor changes to more emotional than before. Security’s attention diverts to their general manager as the chaotic scenery from the audience starts to unravel. Andre Holmes: When I came back to Action Wrestling, I came back for one thing and that was to defend my WCF Hardcore Championship against the man who was argued to be the greatest hardcore champion of all time. I made the decision because I wanted to ensure that if I was going to be crowned the final WCF Hardcore Champion, it would mean silencing anyone who would have something to say. Your father, Torture, was the only defense left and I made the challenging closing the year of Action Wrestling 2021.He taps the belt over his shoulder. Andre Holmes: We both understood what it means to be in this ring Pasternak but being a champion is much more different. I demanded Torture’s answer and he came out here, looked me in the eyes, and said no. What else did he do? He sent security to escort me out of the ring which I did peacefully. I looked your father in the eyes as he did mine and for the first time, Torture said no to a challenge that would have solved the ultimate problem between us.Chris Avery: You got to be kidding me!Andre Holmes: So what did I do? I simply returned the favor. He sent his men on his payroll to answer my question and I hired The Heritage to answer his. The only difference is when I do things, it leaves a message. Your father knew the consequences of denying a challenge and he paid for them so don’t blame me for doing what is right and justified as he has shown me disrespect as the WCF Hardcore Champion.The sheer explanation has Pasternak and Houston even more upset at Andre Holmes who doesn’t budge from their reaction. He shakes his head and continues on. Andre Holmes: But to call me a coward? Pasternak, that’s disrespectful as well. May I remind you that it was I who came into your company and challenged your father? I walked in and set the terms but he walked away. Do you want to discuss who truly is the coward? Let me explain because you don’t know Torture the way I do! When he said no, I finally saw the real Torture which meant that I made the decision to throw away our friendship as everything became crystal clear in front of me.The general manager steps forward but security keeps him at bay. Andre closes the distance but is at arm’s length away from the security wall. Andre Holmes: Torture created Action Wrestling not because he believed in the future but out of a rebellious nature to how he was treated in the WCF. Do you remember WCF and the owner, Seth Lerch?The air is still from the mention of that name. Andre smirks and continues. Andre Holmes: Torture was a multiple world champion, former hardcore champion, and had accomplished many achievements in WCF. He had a clear place in the WCF Hall of Fame but at every corner, there was always an issue. The controversy between Torture and Seth Lerch. Torture hated how Seth ran things so what did he do during the prime of his career? He left. He quit. He was completely gone and Seth continued without him. Not convinced? Allow me to explain more since your own father wasn’t there to give you the birds and the bees.Pasternak’s really on the verge of losing his shit. The audience has taken shock from the mere low blow to the general manager’s life. Andre chuckles but continues on. Andre Holmes: WCF went under during the Mexico incident. Who convinced Spencer Adams to open UCI Wrestling? Torture. Who was there to open the promotion that would rival WCF and give birth to the first inductee to the UCI Hall of Fame? Torture. Torture, instead of facing Seth Lerch like a man, was the whispers in Spencer Adams which led to him closing and selling UCI Wrestling to Action Wrestling. Action Wrestling was created because of Torture’s unwillingness t face Seth Lerch as a man and by manipulating Spencer Adams to join Action Wrestling so he could profit off UCI Wrestling!Andre shakes his head and begins to lower his shades. He’s now looking Pasternak in the eyes as he continues on his verbal rampage. Andre Holmes: But you’re still angry? Let me cross the ultimate boundary. Do you want to call me a coward? How about this? How did it feel to see the look on Torture’s face when you finally broke the long overdue news that he was your father?Pasternak’s pacing comes to a halt and he freezes. Andre’s hazel eyes don’t let off. Andre Holmes: After you and him both realized he was your father.. instead of coming to you, man-to-man, father-to-son, he asked you to be his tag team partner and fight side by side with him for ratings. He avoided the long family talks to use it as a story to help boost his ratings. You had to fight your own father for his attention and what did he do? He made you the general manager of Action Wrestling!Pasternak’s eyes are now twitching. Andre paces back and forth with his eyes locked directly on Pasternak. Andre Holmes: I’ve never backed down from a challenge! I’ve never turned my back on family and I’ve damn sure never sent my children to do a job for me. I’m the one who has the hall of fame, the better career, the better family. I’m everything Torture isn’t but did I come in with the statement, no? I simply came to Action Wrestling and laid down a challenge. Torture has been through the worst in Action Wrestling where his former opponents even went to hurting you, his only son, to get a match but I just come in with a challenge, and all of a sudden, he backs out?!The audience continues to boo him and Andre speaks with the most demonic gesture to Pasternak. Andre Holmes: Then there is no doubt. If you want to really know who is the biggest coward, look no further. The man who ran from WCF, manipulated the end of UCI, created Action Wrestling because he was never recognized in his career, fought you and bribed you to stay, and most importantly, backed away from my challenge. The biggest coward of them all isn’t me, it’s your father, Torture!Pasternak explodes into a sprint straight towards Andre Holmes who stands still. Security holds him back where they become face to face for seconds until security holds him down on the canvas. Houston starts to hammer down their negative reactions and Andre simply leaves the ring before walking up the entrance path as Pasternak is in an enticing rage for Holmes’ blood. Billy: My God! This is by far the vilest and disrespectful thing Andre has ever done in his career! I’ve never seen this side of Andre but it’s safe to say he truly is a man who does not deserve to ever step foot in the ring again!Chris Avery: I don’t know how the officials of Action Wrestling will do but I will say there have to be consequences for Andre Holmes. He cannot be allowed to roam freely like this and do whatever he wants. We need to take a break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jan 18, 2022 1:31:38 GMT -5
Main Event Trials of Despair Hardcore Match Lissie Hope vs. Sam Kidsgrove Chris Avery: The crowd is electric as we’re closing towards the end of the night here in Houston, Texas!Billy: You can feel the fire in every single one of these roaring voices!Chris Avery: You can see the intensity in every single one of their eyes, Billy!Billy: I think we’re about to bring in the fire marshal, Chris! This is off-the-charts, loud!There’s a delay in the ring as Adeline Floyd paces, and the growing anticipation in the crowd as they rumble in their seats. They erupt in a chant of “LISSIE! LISSIE! LISSIE!” while they wait. Chris Avery: This is quite the homecoming, Billy!Billy: They just want someone to believe in, Chris!Chris Avery: It’s been a long two years - the pandemic has made EVERYONE evaluate what is important to them. People will leave tonight and head home to hug their families and kiss them goodnight, because tomorrow is never promised. But this is now, and THESE PEOPLE ARE READY!Billy: Listen to them, Chris!“LISSIE! LISSIE! LISSIE! LISSIE! LISSIE!”The heavy synths of "You'll Miss Me When I'm Not Around" by Grimes begins. The child-like adlibs and the booming bass shakes the seats underneath each audience member. Everyone who wasn’t already standing has jumped to their feet as she exits the curtain! Raising her arms to the hometown crowd, it’s "The Blackheart" Lissie Hope! I shot myself yesterday / got to Heaven anywayThe cheers begin to crescendo as she stands on the entrance ramp, patting her heart in appreciation for everyone in the audience! If you don't bleed / then you don't dieCross my heart / and hope to flyShe’s truly appreciating all of the cheers being lobbed in her direction! She acknowledges each of the signs in the front rows, particularly of the young girls who scream with tears in their eyes. She pauses to high-five a few of them, before sprinting down the rest of the ramp! If they could see me now / smiling six-feet undergroundShe circles the ring, stopping at a young blonde woman in the front rows! She talks for a moment with her before giving her a hug and peck on the lips. She disengages before sliding under the bottom rope. She bounces to her feet and raises her arms to the crowd. You'll miss me when I'm not aroundAdilene Floyd: Ladies and gentlemen, from just outside HOUSTON, TEXAS... standing 5'5" and weighing 144 pounds... "THE BLACKHEART"... LISSSSSSIEEEE HOOOOOOPE!Chris Avery: Shades of when her brother Robbie used to sit front-row at every match, Lissie Hope – the one we all fell in love with, who’s been through the god-damn ringer –Billy: THAT LISSIE HOPE… IS BACK!!!Chris Avery: And it’s like she never left!Billy: DAMN YOU, PHILIDOR HOLDINGS! DAMN YOU TO HELL!Lissie’s knees buckle as she stands in the corner, listening to all of the roaring from the crowd. She’s overcome with emotion and gratitude, thanking all of them. Even Adeline wipes a tear from the corner of her eye. Chris Avery: HOW DO YOU FOLLOW THAT ARRIVAL??Billy: This is what Sam Kidsgrove was worried about, Chris! The music fades – and the cheers dissipate. All of a sudden, they turn to BOOOOOS! As the opening riff to “Unity” by Shinedown echoes around the arena. Strobe lights pulse along with the beat. As soon as the drums begin, fire shoots up from the sides of the stage in time with them. Zooey Deschanel, wearing a cute dress and looking like sunshine walks out first, she looks out at all sections of the crowd and nods in time with the music, her face beaming with positive energy. BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! The light begins to drain from her eyes as she notices the reception! Kidsgrove joins her and puts his arm over her shoulder, bringing her in for a tender kiss. But still, they are being showered with boos from the Houston crowd! BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOO! They then start to walk down the ramp, speaking to people in the front row, signing autographs, taking selfies, kissing babies, hi fiving and generally making sure that everyone can get a memento of meeting them. This takes a while. Adilene “Justin Roberts” Floyd: And making his way to the ring, accompanied by Zooey Deschanel… standing 5’11 and weighing 210 pounds… from Los Angelas, California… SEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM KIDDDDDDDDDSSSSSSSSSGROOOOOOOOOOVEEEEEE! BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! Eventually they make it to the ring area. Kidsgrove jumps to the apron first and lowers the rope for Zooey to get into the ring. When she does, they both immediately go to opposite corners and stand in the middle turnbuckle, posing for the crowd. BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! Kidsgrove tries to encourage an obviously frazzled Zooey Deschanel, mouthing to her “we expected this.” Zooey nods her head in acceptance before leaning in to kiss Sam. Sam’s eyes are burning with anger as he stares over at Lissie Hope in the corner of the ring. Even Lissie is surprised by this fan reaction. BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! BOOOOOOOO! Deschanel then exits the ring after Kidsgrove again holds the rope for her as she stands quietly in his corner. She begins getting yelled at by so many fans in the front rows that it becomes MUCH too distracting for Sam and too difficult for her! He slides out of the ring and gives her a hug before asking her to watch the rest of the match backstage! He yells at the crowd - “WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU??” Chris Avery: Sam Kidsgrove is NOT happy with how this is starting out, Billy!!Billy: Can you blame him?? Zooey is out here to be his support and she’s getting chased out of town by this rabid crowd!Chris Avery: You can tell Lissie feels terribly about this, but this crowd is going to do what they’re going to do!Lissie steps out of the ring to apologize to Sam, but he brushes her concern off and slides back into the ring! He’s yelling at her to get in there! Chris Avery: Sam Kidsgrove is pissed as hell! Maybe this is what he needed to get his head in the match!Billy: And this is Hardcore Rules, Chris! Anything goes! Weapons, violence… Lissie might regret this later!Lissie is cautious as she slowly slides into the ring. Kidsgrove stalks her like a lion, ready to pounce. Sam exhales and takes a step backwards, politely giving Lissie room to crawl to her feet. Chris Avery: A consummate professional…Billy: The perfect gentleman…And Kidsgrove’s friendly smile fades as he delivers a stiff soccer punt to Lissie’s sternum! Chris Avery: OH SHIT!The fans immediately pelt Kidsgrove with boos as Lissie struggles to catch her breath. Kidsgrove starts driving his boot into her neck and chest as she crawls to the corner to create some separation. Kidsgrove grabs her by the arm and lifts her to her feet, straight into a fall-forward hip toss! Lissie grabs at her lower back and Kidsgrove wastes no time, bouncing off the ropes and landing a sliding drop kick to her back. She crawls out of the ring to regain her composure. Chris Avery: This is all Kidsgrove so far and he’s hearing it from the crowd! Billy: It doesn’t seem like it’s distracting him anymore! He’s laser-focused!Kidsgrove follows her out and hits her with a forearm. He slams her head on the ring apron, pushing her head forward with disrespect. Lissie fires back with an elbow, which stuns Sam for a second, until he drives a European uppercut into her throat. With a short-arm whip, he tosses her shoulder first into the steel steps! BOOOOO! BOOOOO! Chris Avery: This is all legal, Billy! But he’s certainly not endearing himself to the crowd.Billy: I don’t think he cares! The finals of Trials of Despair are on the line!Lissie tries to be aggressive but runs right into a powerslam on the mat outside! That takes the oxygen out of the arena, and out of Lissie herself. He hovers over her, glaring, the sweat pouring from his head. The boos get louder again as Sam begins to lose his composure, kicking the downed Lissie until she crawls to the announce table for reprieve. Sam reaches under the ring and pulls out a fire extinguisher. He holds it over his head, ready to slam it on her! Lissie looks at him, and mouths “do it!” Chris Avery: Oh man, he looks conflicted here!Billy: These fans will not let him concentrate!But he hesitates, and drops the extinguisher! He reaches for her but she thumbs him in the eye, before driving a knee into his gut! Lissie positions him for a suplex onto the table… but Sam holds himself down, and counters into a face dropping suplex onto the table instead! It doesn’t collapse under her body, thankfully, and Sam drags her by the hair, clearing her off the table and onto the mat below. He yells at the crowd a little more before turning his attention back to the continued attack on Lissie— SHOOOOOOOOSH!! A cloud of extinguisher dust erupts into the air and blinds Kidsgrove, much to the crowd’s delight! Lissie rises to her feet and slams the metal into his stomach, and then again over his back! Kidsgrove grabs at his back in pain as Lissie drops him with a DDT on the mat outside! Lissie then reaches behind the announce table and grabs a steel chair, before tossing it into the ring! The fans are going crazy! Chris Avery: Sam Kidsgrove could’ve turned out her lights but he gave her just enough of an opening to turn it around!Billy: Lissie isn’t hesitating to use these weapons, that’s for sure!Lissie softens Kidsgrove up with a knee to the stomach, before rolling him in the ring. But she holds onto his head, using the apron as a guillotine, and uppercuts right into his throat! She then reaches under the ropes and pulls out… a cookie sheet! Billy: OH WE’RE BAKING NOW?A quick shot with the cookie sheet doesn’t do too much damage, as it’s tin-foil and just bends a little bit. But Lissie reaches back under… and she’s got the aluminum trash can! She spills it out into the mat to rummage through the contents before tossing the can into the ring. Lissie is digging through the assortment of items on the ground but doesn’t notice that Sam has recovered, and he grabs her by the hair! He lifts her all the way up to the apron, but she cleverly counters it with a neck-breaking guillotine over the top rope! Lissie springboards up onto the top rope and flies through the air… but has to get in a defensive posture to protect herself, as – SMACK! Kidsgrove levels her with the steel chair mid-flight! Luckily, she was able to cover her face and her shoulder encountered the brunt of the impact! Kidsgrove then drops her with a running bulldog, hooking a leg for the first cover of the evening! 1… 2… But Lissie kicks out! Chris Avery: We’re starting to get violent here, Billy! I think we’ve crossed the point of no return now!Billy: He’s getting the trashcan! Indeed, Kidsgrove traps her in the trashcan and pushes her into the corner! He then steps to the midway point of the ring for a running start, driving his shoulder into the aluminum! Lissie crumbles to the mat, trying to shake herself loose. Kidsgrove pulls it off of her and slams a boot into her softened ribcage, before picking her up and into a snap suplex! The impact sends Lissie sprawling all the way out of the ring for safety. But Kidsgrove is a man-possessed - without wasting any time, he runs and leaps through the ropes for a suicide dive! …but Lissie swings the cookie sheet FORCEFULLY this time, and the mid-air impact leaves a dent in the aluminum! Chris Avery: SHE’S GOT A MOLD OF SAM KIDSGROVE’S FACE INDENTED IN THAT THING!Billy: BATTER IT UP! LET’S MAKE SOME KIDSGROVE COOKIES!Lissie reaches back under the ropes and pulls out… a baseball bat! Chris Avery: BATTER UP?? THAT’S NOT WHAT YOU MEANT!But it’s red. And plastic. Billy: THAT MUST BE LEFTOVER FROM SAM’S MAKE-A-WISH VISIT THIS AFTERNOON!SMACK! Those plastic baseball bats hurt a lot more than anyone imagined! It leaves an immediate red welt on Kidsgrove’s lower back! She then tosses a small bag into the ring, one of the contents of the trash-can from earlier. And then she… tosses Kidsgrove a wiffle-ball? SMACK! ACROSS THE STOMACH! Chris Avery: SHADES OF JOSE ALTUVE!AGAIN! Billy: WITHOUT THE CHEATING! BECAUSE THIS IS HARDCORE RULES, THERE IS NO CHEATING!Lissie grabs the wiffle ball off the floor and tosses it to herself and SWINGS, knocking it into the stands! The fans are going apeshit now and Lissie smiles before tossing the bat aside. But she runs right into a power lariat from Kidsgrove which nearly decapitates her as she flips from the impact! Kidsgrove is done playing games now. Wrenching her arm at an awkward angle, he drives it around the turnbuckle post. He then leaves his feet, using the stairs to brace himself, pulling her arm for a modified armbar, trying to tear her shoulder out of her socket! Lissie is screaming in agony until Sam relents, letting her catch her breath. But with a big jerk, he slams her face-first into the post! Chris Avery: That busted her lip open!Lissie spits out a mouthful of blood as Kidsgrove climbs up onto the apron. When she turns to face him, he dives off and knocks her down with a flying forearm! Now Kidsgrove is looking through the toys evidently planted by Zooey Deschanel earlier this evening. And he grabs a light-saber! Chris Avery: THAT’S NOT A LIGHT SABER!Billy: THAT’S A LIGHT TUBE!Sam Kidsgrove swings the tube - CRASH! IT EXPLODES! Chris Avery: SHE DUCKED!THROUGH THE BIT OF SMOKE AND SHATTERED GLASS, SAM REALIZES HE JUST CONNECTED WITH THE RING POST! AND HE TURNS RIGHT AROUND AND INTO A BIG SPEAR FROM LISSIE, WHICH SENDS HIM CRASHING INTO THE BARRICADE! The camera catches a look of concern on the faces of the front row crowds, including Lissie’s new girlfriend, Emma! But Lissie eases it by giving her a kiss on the lips, which makes the arena explode with cheers once again! Chris Avery: LISSIE MIGHT BE DISTRACTED!Kidsgrove back body drops Lissie straight over the barricade and onto the concrete in the middle of the front rows! But as Kidsgrove tries to hop over to continue the assault, the fans create a barricade for Lissie, standing guard, not letting Kidsgrove through! “GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY!” he screams, but they’ve formed a wall! Billy: TALK ABOUT THE 12TH MAN! THE HOMEFIELD ADVANTAGE!Chris Avery: THIS IS SURREAL! I’VE NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE!Kidsgrove backs up in anger, complaining to the referee. But out of nowhere, the wall of fans part like the Red Sea, and Lissie flies into a springboard off the barricade, connecting with a flying superkick to Kidsgrove’s jaw!! Chris Avery: HOLY SMOKES!Kidsgrove rolls back into the ring and Lissie enters with a thick, heavy rope, knotted at the end! Chris Avery: WHERE THE HELL DID SHE GET THAT FROM?Billy: WE ARE IN TEXAS, CHRIS! SHE PROBABLY PULLED THAT FROM THE CROWD!Chris Avery: AND SHE USED TO LIVE ON A FARM, BILLY!Billy: I’M SURE SHE KNOWS HOW TO WRANGLE HERSELF A STEED!But she doesn’t use it as a lasso… THAT THICK BRAIDED KNOT, SHE USES AS A WEAPON, WHIPPING IT ACROSS KIDSGROVE’S BACK! AND THEN SHE WRAPS IT AROUND HER FIST, AND DELIVERS A JAW-BREAKING RIGHT HOOK TO HIS FACE! Chris Avery: SHE SAID SHE HAD A MEAN RIGHT HOOK!!Kidsgrove collapses to the mat, his face red and his mouth bloody, as Lissie hooks the leg for her first pinfall attempt of the night! 1… 2… KIDSGROVE KICKS OUT! Lissie clutches at her hair but shakes out the frustration quickly, rolling back under the ropes. On the other side of the ring, her face contorts into a HUGE smile… and that screeching metal is easy to identify! She pulls out a ladder! Chris Avery: OH MY GOD! ARE WE GOING TO SEE SOME HANG TIME NOW?Billy: WE HAVE SOME HOUSTON ROCKETS IN ATTENDANCE TONIGHT! YOU KNOW THOSE GUYS CAN FLY!Chris Avery: WHEN WILL WE GET THE FOOTBALL REFERENCES??Billy: WELL, THE TEXANS AREN’T VERY GOOD…Chris Avery: Touche.Lissie starts to slide the ladder into the ring… but Kidsgrove baseball slides the ladder back into her face! Lissie falls backward into the barrier and Kidsgrove pulls the ladder into the ring. He sets it up in the corner, at an angle… but Lissie scales the apron, runs, and leg drops the ladder up and into Kidsgrove’s face! Lissie takes a moment to rub her sore thigh before entering back into the ring. She runs at Kidsgrove… but he counters into a back body drop, dropping her right onto the ladder with a HUGE CRACK! Chris Avery: THAT BACKFIRED!Billy: THAT BACK–HURTED!Chris Avery: …wot.Billy: Her back… it hurts.Indeed, Lissie is grabbing at the small of her back now. Kidsgrove reaches down and grabs the bag Lissie threw into the ring earlier! He’s getting a sadistic smile on his face! Chris Avery: ARE WE ABOUT TO DO SOME HOME IMPROVEMENT??Billy: TASTELESS JOKE, CHRIS!Chris Avery: …wot.Billy: HER HOUSE BURNED DOWN! Chris Avery: …I’m just talking thumbtacks, Billy. Or nails or something… OR SOMETHING IT IS!Sam’s grin fades… as he pulls out a handful of Legos!! Billy: ZOOEY STRIKES AGAIN!A frustrated Kidsgrove throws the bag of legos on the ground and they scatter all over the ring! He then grabs the steel chair and sets it in place, taking a seat to watch Lissie climb to her feet. As she rises, so does he… and she charges, but Kidsgrove drop toe holds her face-first onto the chair! She bounces up from the impact, seeing stars, and Kidsgrove tries to connect with the Take 2 Helluva kick… but Lissie ducks underneath it and drops him with german suplex… ONTO THE LEGOS! Chris Avery: THOSE THINGS STILL HURT! HAVE YOU EVER STEPPED ON THEM BAREFOOT??Billy: I HAVE… BUT I AM IMPERVIOUS TO THE PAIN INFLICTED BY CHILDREN’S TOYS!Chris Avery: That’s because your giant club feet are shaped like marshmallows, Billy.Kidsgrove rolls around the ring with the Legos sticking into his skin! Lissie then pulls up the ladder in the corner… she climbs the top rope… and SHE DIVES UP AND OVER THE LADDER, GOING FOR HER SWANTON BOMB WITH EXTRA LIFT! Chris Avery: CHERRY BOMB!Billy: NO! KIDSGROVE MOVES! SHE CRASH LANDED!Kidsgrove is in the corner and lifts himself up.. he sizes Lissie up and charges across the ring! BOX OFFICE SMASH!! Lissie moves and lets Kidsgrove crash into the corner! She picks up Kidsgrove and puts him right into the pedigree!! Billy: CROWN OF THORNS!!Lissie covers! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING
Billy: LISSIE HOPE WINS!! HOPE IS IN THE LAST MAN STANDING MATCH NEXT WEEK ON MONDAY NIGHT CLASH!
Chris Avery: HOLY SHIT WHAT A MATCH!
Hope kneels up and the ref points to her and raises her arm up.
Billy: Angelo! Hope! Next week! In a Last Man Standing match! Holy shit!
Chris Avery: And the winner faces the United States Champion at Revolution Five!
Billy: Which could be Roman Gunn OR CJ Phoenix!
Chris Avery: We've been on the road to Revolution, this is wild!
We fade to a commercial as Hope goes to the corner and raises her hands up to a huge pop!
Billy: We'll be right back on Clash! Don't go anywhere!
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