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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 17:57:14 GMT -5
Chris Avery: Welcome to Monday Night Clash, and we're starting out with our Hardcore champion, Downfall commandeered the ring before we went on air, and -The wave of boos washing over the ring from the crowd is so deafening that it overtakes everything else. Downfall is standing in the middle of the ring, and two things set this scene apart from a Monday night Clash opening, Downfall is standing in front of an old metal trash can with an open top, and he's holding the Hardcore title belt in one hand, and a mic in the other. Wearing a slashed, distressed DIY denim jacket with discolored patches and cuts that look like claw marks, Downfall looks around at the crowd, growing agitated as we've joined this scene in media res. Downfall: ALRIGHT, SIT DOWN AND SHUT YOUR MOUTHS, BECAUSE WE'RE STARTING THIS SHOW OFF WITH A CLEAN SLATE. ALL OF YOU NECKBEARDS AT HOME WATCHING THIS, TAKE YOUR TWITTER FINGERS OFF THE KEYBOARD, 'CAUSE I'M GONNA TELL YOU HOW IT'S GONNA BE.The crowd boos even louder, more vociferously, and Downfall's look of disdain for what they care about or think is palpable. He lets it go on for another moment, before looking around. Downfall: THIS SHOW DOESN'T START UNTIL I SAY IT DOES, NOW SHUT YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTHS.More antagonized, outraged boos. Despite his irritation, there's a small smile formed at the corners of Downfall's lips that indicate he's enjoying this. Finally, the crowd is starting to die down enough that he can speak. Downfall: Listen up, fuckers because this is how it's going to be. I'm sure there was a small, yet vocal contingent of you that were watching Evolution and revelling in Max Daemon talking his shit to me. And this, right here, is where I close the book on that. That's right, Max, I'm doing a promo last to "GET THE LAST WORD!" Go on and heap some snarky teenage attitude on me and tell me you hate the performer and human being I am with a passion for that, you beta, ass-kissing sycophant bitch. But this, right now, is where I clear up all accounts and I'm about to tell you all how it is.He holds the Hardcore title belt by the faceplate, looking at it with consideration, and finally, puts it over his shoulder. Then, he reaches into the pocket of his DIY denim and pulls out a cannister of lighter fluid, uncaps it, and with wild abandon he begins to straight up dump lighter fluid into the trash can. Downfall: So much of our leadup to Evo was centered around stories, about narratives, so let's talk about stories. A story that was being told, a picture painted, of a champion walking into Evolution that was so god damn disillusioned by the state of the Hardcore division that he took it firmly in hand. A champion that was disgusted by the WEAK, pathetic challenges put forward by Joey Scala, by Al Nally, by RBD, and who sneered with disdain at opportunities GIFTED to people like the Pure Cup. Like Glory. Who vowed, if given a chance, he could do it better. A champion who wanted to ELEVATE the Hardcore championship... And who was rapidly losing faith, because he was being given a choice between Harper and Robbie Bigg Dick in return for an Evo opponent. A champion... who vowed, if he didn't have a worthwhile challenger, he would take this division he loved, this title that formed the nucleus of his legacy and that he made his own, and he would cast it into the trash.He pauses, and the crowd, despite their invective for him, are actually hanging on his words. Downfall considers the Hardcore title belt on his shoulder, and the can of lighter fluid... His mouth puckering into a thoughtful moue for a moment, he thinks about it... And then... he reaches into ANOTHER pocket... and pulls out a flip lighter! Downfall snaps the cover, spins the wheel, produces a gout of flame, and touches it to the trash can... and the interior of the trash can ROARS into a fireball! The trash can is burning in the middle of the ring!! Downfall: That he would cast it into the motherfucking fire.And he takes the Hardcore title belt off of his shoulder, holding it in one hand again, by the faceplate. Downfall: And what did I get, in return? Max Daemon (with, let's not forget, the assistance of a heavy doing 85% of the actual work and providing him a shortcut), knocked out Harper, Nally, Scala. Max Daemon, (with, let's not forget, the assistance of a heavy running 92% of the interference and doing the beating down) would go on to kick me in the balls, hit me with barbed-wire steel chairs, and proclaim that he DID want this challenge, instead of stepping back and taking an easy, wasteful and cheap Evo payday fighting Conor Part 2, which he would've no doubt gone on to lose. Max Daemon slotted into the story. And, you know, that's fair. If Max Daemon had ACTUALLY been stepping up to me, that's what the STORY could have been. We could have had a challenger, that SHOWS that champion, the disillusioned, bitter champion who'd rather kill his own creation rather than give another shot to the Scalas and RBD's of the world, that there IS someone that brutal, that unforgiving, that COULD give him a good fight. THAT coulda been the STORY we told. But it wasn't the story. Was it Maxy?He looks up into the camera, and the camera catches an astounding shot of Downfall staring coldly over the flickering fire coming out of the trash can. When he speaks, it's with such sickened disdain that it's as if he's addressing a roadkill skunk that he's just backed up and run down again, just to hear it crunch. Downfall: No, you; You wanted to spew vitriol, get real nasty, and make it about how much you hated getting in the ring with me for segments. You made it how you hated the advertising that broke up commercial breaks - Hi Burger King, pay for this space too, make Max Daemon REALLY big mad. You wanted to talk about how you REALLY hate me as an actual person and not the persona I play in the ring as if you were trying to part a curtain and speak through the TV screen but I shut that down by calmly and coldly telling you that this is who I am right down to the core. You talked that shit first, when all I did to try and get you to hold your end of the Evo bargain up was dare you to try. In doing that, you proved yourself the lowest of the low. Lower on the evolutionary ladder than brain dead RBD could ever be. You think you're a fucking MARTYR? Is that why you went out here, puffed your chest out and repeatedly claimed that a litany of people I do not give a shit about anymore were ALWAYS better Hardcore champions than me? Max... BY WHO'S FUCKING RUBRIC?He's so disgusted by this that he takes the Hardcore title belt and, for a long second, he holds it strap first over the flaming trash can. The implication is clear. Fuck anyone else that's held the belt. Downfall would rather cast it in the fire first. Downfall stares guns down into the camera as he holds the Hardcore belt over the fire, not caring about the flames licking near the belt, or his hand. Daring. Defiant. Pissed the fuck off, and putting a nail in this. Downfall: No, you made it into a story where you obviously knew you weren't getting by me with that shitty "I beat you down and left you laying twice" nonsense, so you tried to make it a moral victory. A moral victory, by saying what nobody else would DARE to a man you profess to hate more than life itself, a moral victory by being the one to stand up to the schoolyard bully and speak for ALL of your absent friends! But it's not a fucking moral victory, you won nothing, you burned literally all of your bridges and you disrespected the FUCK out of EVERY single person that works their ASS off for Action Wrestling! He disrespected people, even that I dislike, like Jill fucking Park who DO bust their ass every week to give you people their best effort every time! He disrespected the people that burn their weekends up producing TV content FOR him, FOR you fans, FOR even the absent friends that still watch our show. He disrespected you, and you, and you.He looks from face in the crowd to face in the crowd as he says all of this, and the camera takes in a few faces of people; They want to boo him for saying this, but deep down, they know Downfall's right, and they're kind of chastised for thinking different. Downfall: And you brush it off, you go from getting your shit pushed in at Evolution right back to the same stupid bullshit of trying badly to hit on female wrestlers like a creep talking to himself in the comments of an e-girl, try to fuck Driller Jaworski's mom on social media and play yourself off as some kind of lothario when everyone sees in the light of day that you're nothing but a weak bitch. Even if you're interested in anything except vainly trying to see if Mrs. Jaworski will post feet on main; You'll walk around these halls, accomplishing nothing, blaring your shitty emo music that whines "I DON'T WANNA BE HERE" whenever they remember to even book your bitch ass until the day you retire. So retire! Peace out! Get the fuck out! So this is me closing that door, Max. You were NOT the one to step up, and for one brief second I was NEVER closer to taking this belt off the board to fucking spite you. To show you something you will never fucking have, you, Max Daemon, will NEVER have this.He dips his hand dangerously down into the fire, and the strap of the Hardcore belt falls into the flame. The flames kiss the leather, working their way up the strap, which begins to blacken and curl... But then, he pulls the title from the fire, and holds it up. The belt is smoking, and one end of the strap is burned. It has never looked so ragged, distressed... and so like HIS belt, a blackened, twisted and disturbing symbol of anarchy incarnate. Downfall: You said that if I DID retain this belt... that nothing would change, Max. And THAT is where I am going to leave it because for once, you're right. You're absolutely right. I fucking smashed your head open and bled you like a stuck pig at Evolution, and I walked away STILL. YOUR ACTION WRESTING HARDCORE CHAMPION... And THAT has not changed, it will never change.He holds the burned Hardcore belt up, putting it next to his face. Fire lights him from below, sinisterly. Downfall: So you get no more chances. But the rest of you? The ones that watched that back and forth between me and Max, and gulped, the ones that watched me beat the fucking bricks off of Max Daemon and humble his ass with the quickness? The ones that went backstage and said "Do not ever sign me up for the Hardcore division?" If you're scared to come into the Hardcore division now, good. If I get no challengers anymore, not even RBD or Scala, good. If by my actions I have made people too afraid to step up to me and try me, then fucking GOOD. I don't want them near me. I WILL hold this belt. This damaged, blackened, cursed and burned belt... It's mine now and it'll be mine until someone real, NOT some fucking beta cuck that can't even touch a real tit unless he pays, NOT some bitchboy that's gonna run back and tell his buddies all the mean things I say about him, until someone ACTUALLY comes to me and is able to shut me down. It'll be mine until this fire goes out. And let me tell you. It's burning white hot. But I will NOT step aside and let someone UNWORTHY. Like Max Daemon, like ANYONE get their hands on it. That is my fucking bonded word.He puts the Hardcore title belt over his shoulder, and takes a long, last look into the fire. Downfall: Consider this book closed.Flippantly, he holds the mic up between two fingers, and then drops it, and it falls into the fire. Downfall takes the Hardcore belt, still smoking and it's one strap burned, and exits the ring, and the crowd boo's. Chris Avery: Strong, controversial words from our Hardcore champion.Downfall reaches the top of the ramp, and holds his hands up in the air, arrogantly. The camera shows that ringside crew are rushing in, trying, vainly, to douse the rapidly spreading fire leaking out of the trash can. Downfall stares at the glow of the fire, a smile spreading over his face.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 17:58:34 GMT -5
Billy Ray Cash vs. The Sitcom(c)
Guitar riffs of the greatest sound on earth; Nashville Country hits. The original music recorded in 2005 continues to play as Billy Ray Cash comes through the curtain and lifts his guitar way up in the air. He yells out "IM THE GREATEST!" and then stands on top of the ramp for a few seconds soaking in the beautiful sounds of the crowd! Adilene Floyd: From Nashville, Tennessee, one of the GREATEST wrestlers of all time.. BILLY! RAY! CASH!Cash continues down the ramp holding the guitar up over his head in one hand and waving at everyone else with his other hand. He climbs up the steps and into the ring and sets his guitar down. He bounces off the ropes and does his strut in the middle of the ring and then looks directly into the hard cam and points both double deuces into the air as he yells out "DAMN, IM THE GREATEST!" He takes off his amazing pair of sunglasses and sets his guitar down onto the mats and is ready to start the match. Billy Ray Cash: Shut up, all of you! You need to listen to this!The crowd boos! Billy Ray Cash: I know we're in Los Angeles, home of TELEVISION AND MOVIES, well let me tell ya something you dickasses! I'm the greatest actor you've ever seen!The crowd boos! Billy Ray Cash: Put me in your new big Netflix box office flick and you got yourself 10 million subscribers! Apple TV needs to call me up cause I got the recipe for success! ITS THIS FACE!Billy Ray Cash smiles as the crowd boos. He gets upset. Billy Ray Cash: Ohhh what the hell do you dumb DICKSHITS know about looks?! You're all plastic, fake tits and ugly looking bitchasses!!The crowd boos! Billy Ray Cash: Give me that fatass and when ya watch me MOP the damn floor with his big, dorky dickshit ass, I want someone from this crowd put that Television Championship around my waist and watch me SKYROCKET to the top of Hollywood!Cash throws the microphone out of the ring as "Welcome Back Kotter" by John Sebastian begins to play over the sea of fans. The video feed begins fade to nothing but static. By the time the video feed comes back to live action we see Johnny "Money Bags" Beckman leading the The Sitcom towards the ring. Fans reach out for high fives from the big man, but he is only focused on the ring. Meanwhile, Johnny is swatting away the fan's arms, while pointing at the ring in order to keep his monster focused on the match coming up. Adilene Floyd: Coming to the ring....from Hollywood, California, weighing in at extreme 400 pounds, and an impressive 7 feet tall...he is The Sitcom.Johnny enters the ring first, giving himself a chance to bask in the spotlight as boos rain down upon him from the crowd. Meanwhile, the fans actually cheer The Sitcom but he shows no appreciation as he climbs the metal staircase, steps over the top rope, and slowly finds a ring corner. The ref checks him for foreign objects as he slowly leans against a turnbuckle. Johnny then pulls the ref aside to make sure The Sitcom gets every advantage possible. Finally the Ref gets Johnny ringside and the show is able to move on. Billy: TV title match! Here we go!DING DING DING Sitcom charges and Cash moves and Sitcom crashes into the turnbuckles! He hits a kick! Another kick! A third kick! Cash whips Sitcom out of the corner but Sitcom reverses it and Cash hits chest first into the turnbuckles! Billy: Whoa!Cash backs up and Sitcom hits a SIDEWALK SLAM! Chris Avery: WHAT A SIDEWALK SLAM!He pins! One! Two! Cash kicks out! Billy: This match continues! Sitcom didn't put him away!Cash rolls out of the ring and he moves the timekepeers and grabs his guitar! Billy: He can't use that!Cash gets into the ring and goes to swing his guitar but the official stops him! Cash goes to kick Sitcom in the dick! Chris Avery: OPE!Sitcom blocks it and grabs Cash and hits THE CHOKESLAM!! Billy: SEASON FINALE!!Chris Avery: OH MY GODNESS THE AIRBRONE HEIGHT CASH JUST GOT ON THAT!Sitcom pins! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING! Billy: Sitcom with another defense! He retains that Championship belt!Sitcom grabs the belt and hoists it into the air and goes to the turnbuckles holding it up. Billy: Whats Johnny Beckman doing?!Beckman grabs the guitar as Cash is stumbling up and BECKMAN HITS A SMASHING SUCCESS AND SMASHES THE GUITAR ALL OVER BILLY RAY CASH!! Chris Avery: OHHH MY!!Billy: THE GUITAR IS SMASHED TO PIECES!!Sitcom turns around and can't believe it but Beckman is scooting Sitcom out of the ring and up the ramp! Chris Avery: What a match! Billy Ray Cash is out, a normal Monday night! We'll be right back with more Clash after these words!We fade to a break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:00:23 GMT -5
The Champ Is Here
A video begins to play, showing the remnants of a mostly destroyed world. Partial buildings, blackened earth, and barely any trees remain standing. As the camera pans around this world, there appears to be no survivors. The sky is one enormous black cloud of pollution. A single roar of a thunderstorm looms, before a bolt of lightning appears to shoot down from the sky. The video abruptly ends as a familiar song booms through the arena. I-I-I have a heart I swear I do Just not baby, when it comes to you The capacity crowd inside the Crypto.com Arena boos loudly as the Action Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Jill Park, walks onto the stage, with the Championship belt wrapped around her waist. Billy: At Evolution, we saw one of the biggest Main Events in Action Wrestling history! We saw Jill Park SURVIVE the challenge of Lissie Hope!Chris Avery: That’s one way of putting it. We saw Jill Park and Lissie Hope wage war. We saw a fantastic match, for much of the match. But, as usual, such a bad…TERRIBLE ending, especially for Lissie Hope. We saw JAKE PAUL return and COST Lissie the match. Absolutely disgraceful, and I’m honestly surprised we don’t see him out here to gloat alongside Jill Park.Jill, dressed in all black, makes her way down to the ring. She promptly waltzes up the steel ring steps and steps between the ropes to enter the ring. As to be expected, she has a huge grin on her face as she grabs a microphone from the ring announcer, Adilene Floyd. The music quickly fades. Jill Park: Evolution 6 was supposed to be different. The writing was on the wall. Lissie Hope had my number, almost hitting me with a Crown of Thorns multiple times. She had my number, she was going to be the one to deliver to you all what you so desperately wanted…my destruction.You all so desperately wanted someone…anyone to believe in. So much so, that you HONESTLY believed in Lissie Hope. She was supposed to represent my end times. The apocalyptic event of my Championship reign. What is it that so many of these losers like to say?Oh, that’s right. “A Champion you can believe in”. You’ve had one all along. You’ve had a GENERATIONAL TALENT in front of you all along. Your own jealousy just can’t accept it. You all wished for the apocalypse, you all craved the END TIMES for me.Park unbuckles the World Heavyweight Championship, holding it high above her head. Jill Park: But I’m STILL HERE. I’m STILL World Heavyweight Champion! Regardless of what any one of you think, what any of you WANT, I am still here. I am still standing tall.By myself.Chris Avery: “By herself”? What a crock!Jill Park: Torture played an instrumental role in helping me topple the status quo, when I became Champion. Since then, he’s been a little more than a CRUTCH for which my opponents have attempted to use against me. He has USED me and Jake Paul for his own doing. He finally got shut up at Evolution. He was annihilated by Tatiana Jolee.And I honestly couldn’t care any less. For months I had this crutch. Everyone trying to tell me that I did ALL OF THIS on the back of Torture, when the opposite is true. I saved him, and I saved this entire company. I AM ACTION WRESTLING.Every single time. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I defend this title, pundits, fans, the very LOCKER ROOM I professionally matured in, they chastise me. They doubt me. They fucking WISH for my demise. And EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I prove them wrong. I prove ALL OF YOU FUCKING WRONG! I have been THE ONE CONSTANT in this company. The DRAW OF ACTION WRESTLING. While deadbeats exercise their twitter fingers, I am HERE. I am here DEFENDING this place, I am here BEING number one. NOBODY can deny it, but NOBODY wants to accept it. The question that remains is, who in the hell is left, that you could possibly believe can stop me?Chris Avery: Jill Park has reached a new level of delusion.The crowd kicks alive again, with chants for “Saint Shaw” reverberating throughout the arena. Jill doesn’t look the least bit impressed by it. Jill Park: Carter Shaw. We’ve been through this before, this whole song and dance. You’ll merely be the next person these fans are CERTAIN will topple my kingdom. The next man who is expected to deal my mortal wound.Just know it’s all a lie, just as it has been every other time. It’s been nonstop doomsaying, ever since I raised this title for the first time. They thought the doubts would stop but they only intensified. In a lot of ways this all started with Carter Shaw.But that’s NOT where it’s going to end.Directly on cue, “Angry Heart” By Otherwise hits on the P.A. system and the crowd…goes…surprisingly ballistic.
Billy: As expected, CARTER SHAW IS HERE! The number one contender’s not gonna waste any time at all putting his eyes on Jill Park!Carter Shaw explodes from the curtain, clearly excited from his own big Evolution win. He’s wearing a new thick black and green leather jacket over a white t-shirt, the back of the jacket with a graffiti-style “Saint Shaw” slanted across it. He waves on the reaction with open palms, as he smirks down the ramp at Jill Park, who responds with the dagger of an eyeroll. Chris Avery: Jill Park. Carter Shaw. How many times have we seen this, Billy, and it seems that any time these two meet, the stakes are higher.Billy: Yeah, and the tension is always higher too, Chris!The music fades out, as Shaw shows he already has a microphone in hand, holding it out towards the crowd. The cheers take over, bits of “Saint Shaw” chants scattered throughout, as Jill crosses her arms over the shoulder-draped AW World Championship, looking down at it several times and back up at Shaw in a boastful manner. Carter Shaw: Jill…Park…it’s been a while. Shaw speaks through his smirk, looking up to his left and right towards the bleachers in the arena. Carter Shaw: First and foremost, Jill, I have to say one thing…congratulations on your win at Evolution.The crowd rains down boos, Jill giving a deadpan smirk back to Shaw. Carter Shaw: I liked the way you said that…”In a way, this all started with Carter Shaw.” It did, didn’t it? Before you found a ‘way’ to beat Lissie Hope in the Main Event of Evolution, before you managed to monopolize Action Wrestling and its title belts, before you managed to win an All-In briefcase…there was me. And rewinding back a year and a half, Jill…back then, did I doubt you? Yes. And now? I hear you talk about all your doomsayers and how you’ve constantly emerged victorious from what was always supposed to be your ‘end times’...Do I doubt Jill Park? No. No I don’t. The crowd boos a bit at the sentiment. Billy: Was that a…compliment?Carter Shaw: I don’t doubt Jill Park and anybody who does needs to really question whether or not they’re watching the show. Gerard Angelo, Spencer Adams, Sam Kidsgrove, Regan Voorhees, Addy A, Lissie Hope…and these are just the names Jill Park has defended the WORLD Title against in her reign of terror, that’s not even mentioning the U.S. Title she never lost or the Women’s title…Jill, It’s not just that I don’t doubt you anymore…I’m. I’m. Proud of you. Jill hates every word, as she leans forward now upon the top rope, giving Shaw the most ‘whatever’ look one can give, as Shaw smirks while pointing down at the Champ. The crowd’s mixed, not sure how to react yet. Carter Shaw: I’m proud of you for seeing your plans through, I’m proud of you for thriving after Affluenza, I’m proud of you for taking advantage…of an advantage. I’m proud of you for taking advantage of Torture’s little investment leg up. I’m proud of you for looking your millions of haters in the eyes every week and saying “I told you so.”Sarcastic nods of agreement come from the ring, while Jill also rolls a finger in a request for Shaw to ‘get to the point’. Carter Shaw: I’m proud of you for taking advantage of the biggest advantage you’ve had since the start of last summer. I’m proud of you for taking advantage of a scenario you never dreamed would come your way. Jill Park, I’m PROUD of YOU…for taking advantage of No. Carter. Shaw.The crowd catches on with cheers as Jill grimaces. Carter Shaw: Because for all the doubt that you repel, there’s one seed of doubt in you that has germinated unlike any other. More so than staring down the barrel of the Lissie Hope gun. More so then “Would I be able to do this without Torture? Without Jake Paul?” I know that the biggest seed of DOUBT within YOURself is the burning question of…”Would Jill Park have been able to do this…WITH Carter Shaw in the picture. Jill Park: Alright, alright, alright, enough. Jesus christ. Cut off, the crowd boos as Jill throws her hand up. Shaw lets his microphone drop slowly as Jill becomes animated in the ring. Jill Park: We get it, Shaw, Jesus, the predictable ‘Shaw script’ is so goddamn tired and weathered that we’re already clamoring for your next injury to spare us from your insufferable schtick. Nobody cares that you were on the shelf, nobody cares that you “weren’t around to stop the Jill Park train”. I know you’ve been beating that drum to yourself ever since I won All-In last year, and now you get the grand stage to drum on. You AREN’T IT, Shaw, at least not anymore. You had your time, it passed, you failed to get it back, and you’re about to become exactly what you hate, just another AW guy trying to rekindle former glory. You’re practically Frank Patrick Venable himself, I don’t think it mattered WHICH one of you managed to eek out a victory in Evolution’s Battle Of Jill Park’s Ankle Graveyard. Shaw laughs softly from the entrance ramp, wagging a finger towards Jill as the crowd both ‘ooo’s and boos. Carter Shaw: Jill, that hurts. I’m out here, paying you the respect you so desperately seek from the AW universe, and you’re gonna…shut it down like that? I’m not even sure you know what you really want. Is it respect, Jill? You hate the doubters so much, but if you didn’t have the doubt, where would your will to fight even lie? Do you even want respect? Because I respect you a hell of a lot more now than I did a year ago. And to think that even when I didn’t respect you…Carter Shaw was already Jill Park’s ceiling. What do you think it’s gonna be like this time around when I actually respect you. When I don’t underestimate you. When I don’t doubt you, Jill. You want the haters to stop hating? Doubters to stop doubting? Is that what you really want?Jill actually seems to take a step back and think, as the crowd buzzes all around them. They stand an entrance ramp away from each other but the distance feels like 2 feet. Chris Avery: Well, certainly no surprise that the mind games would start up right away between these two. It’s like no time has passed since these two were the obstacle of the other.Jill Park: You wanna know what I really want, Shaw? What I really really want? Well, tonight I want to properly continue to celebrate my HISTORIC VICTORY OVER LISSIE HOPE AT EVOLUTION, you don’t get to supersede that as much as you wanna try. Tonight I want to watch what’s left of Torture try and get himself out of this one. Tonight, I want everyone to continue trying to scrape and claw in MY ACTION WRESTLING. But to change the scale for you? What do I really want? I want to get to GUTS/GLORY. I want to get in the ring with my old nemesis Carter Flaw and I want to HANG YOUR WHITE BREAD HEAD ABOVE A MANTLE LIKE THE DOE EYED DEER YOU WERE WHEN YOU FIRST WALKED INTO THIS COMPANY.Jill almost spikes the microphone down but transitions seamlessly from a passionate yell to a calm adjustment of the title on her shoulder. Billy: WOW!Carter Shaw: You have every right to feel confident. JILL PARK IS ON TOP OF THE WORLD, and rightfully so, you keep winning to keep yourself there. But while I won’t doubt your reign, every soul in this arena including you knows…that Lissie Hope was about to walk out of Evolution with that World Title.The crowd cheers this notion like crazy. Carter Shaw: And Jake Paul saved your ass whether you wanted him to or not. But without him, you wouldn’t have anything hanging over your shoulder right now and I’d be standing in that ring with Lissie Hope. You feel on top of the world, Jill? Enjoy every ounce of that feeling tonight. Enjoy it for all of this week. But once you start to turn your focus towards our match. You’re gonna feel a familiar feeling. Because you would feel as confident as ever against any name on the AW roster right now. But that’s because none of them have beaten you. None of them have even been able to show you that they can beat you. Except for me. And that familiar feeling? Is what you felt when I won BattleBowl and you realized that you would feel confident against anybody in that Havoc Rumble…except for Carter Shaw. That feeling? Shaw leans forward slowly, peering down daggers at Jill, who sends them right back. Carter Shaw: It’s called nerves, bitch. Welcome back to reality. Shaw flings his microphone down the ramp so that it slides towards the ring for a while. Jill looks away for a brief second but otherwise, has her eyes LOCKED on the target. Shaw turns his back on her and heads back through the curtain to massive cheers. Jill, still with microphone in hand, yells one more thing at Shaw as he flutters the curtain behind him. Jill Park: Welcome back to reality?? I AM THE REALITY!“Angry Heart” By Otherwise plays over the P.A. as Saint Shaw chants start up once more. Jill is pissed, leaving the ring quickly with the World Championship in grasp as she too makes her exit, looking around and yelling back at some front row fans. Billy: It looks like Carter Shaw has successfully gotten under the skin of World Champion Jill Park!Chris Avery: Seems like he’s always been there, Billy. If there’s a sore spot for Jill Park, it’s Carter Shaw. Revolution and Havoc 2022 still feel like they were yesterday for Jill Park.Billy: Meanwhile, Carter Shaw has been firing on ALL cylinders since his return!Chris Avery: We’ve got a hell of a match to look forward to at Guts/Glory!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:03:05 GMT -5
Backstage with the Champion!.. The TV Champion!
Jade Riley: Here I am with The Sitcom, who just defeated Billy Ray Cash earlier tonight to retain the Television Title. Tell me, how are you currently feeling about your manager Johnny Beckman, and his brother, former multiple time WCF World Champion, Natural ICE Beckman?The Big man, with a big smile and a shiny belt on his shoulder leans in to speak into the microphone when he pauses as the crowd begins to chant.
SITCOM! SITCOM! SITCOM! SITCOM! SITCOM!
The Sitcom is about to speak into the mic when Johnny Beckman dashes in front of the camera! Johnny: Let us first talk about the current disrespect my client is facing. The Sitcom has been the only successful fighting champion on the roster over the past few months. And how has he been rewarded? By being left out of this current joke of a tournament, this subpar Glory tournament!Jade Riley: The Sitcom, do you think you deserve a U.S. Title shot?Johnny grabs the mic away from The Sitcom. Johnny: Of course he does. Ortiz never deserved a shot in the first place. Dionysus is clearly forever lost, both in and out of the ring. And Cedrone’s title reign mimicked his sexual performances; short, embarrassing, and unmemorable.Jade Riley: Sitcom, I would love to hear your thoughts about Action Wrestling’s newest U.S Champion, Jessie Lee.The Sitcom adjusts his Television belt, smiles at Jade and leans in to speak into the microphone when Natural ICE Beckman jumps into the spotlight. ICE: Jessie Lee could possibly be the worse wrestler to ever represent the United States Championship. She is the Blunder from Down Under, the Goth shaped like a Sloth. Americans pride themselves as the leaders of the free world, Australians pride themselves by using the word Cunt affectionately.Jane Riley: Sitcom, do you share these beliefs about Jessie Lee?Johnny Beckman pulls the mic towards his million-dollar smile. Johnny: Of course he does, let’s not forget that The Sitcom has faced, and defeated Jessie Lee in their one and only meeting. A defeat so dominate by this 400-pound, 7-foot monster that Jessie is still feeling the effects of it, if not physically, at least emotionally. For it was The Sitcom that exposed the world to the truth about Jessie Lee and her disgusting Recapping Syndrome.ICE Beckman pulls the microphone away from his brother, again leaving The Sitcom without a chance to chime in. ICE: In fact, The Sitcom is so damn confident he could beat that Tanker of a Wanker, That Ingrate of a Mate, that he is willing to put up his Television Title in a title versus title match against Jessie Lee for the U.S. Championship.Johnny: Wow, Sitcom, that is an incredibly honorable challenge for you to make. Not only did you just prove you deserve that match, but you deserve the respect of every damn wrestler back in that locker room. I CE: Don’t you think that is a damn courageous move to make by The Sitcom, Jade?Jade Riley: I suppose so.ICE: Speaking of moves, what’s your plan for after the show Jade?Jade Riley avoids eye contact with Natural ICE Beckman, as Johnny takes back the microphone for some final thoughts. Johnny: Jessie Lee, I hope you listen better than you talk, and I hope you just clearly heard the words of The Sitcom. And for your own good, and more importantly for your already extremely tarnished reputation, I hope you do the honorable thing and accept this big man’s challenge for a title versus title match. For one way or another it is going to happen, weather you accept the challenge, or I use my vast connections with Torture to ensure the match gets booked.ICE: What are you talking about? You don’t have any connections with Torture.Johnny: Actually, I have many vast connections with him, but I’ve already revealed too much. Now come on Sitcom, you’ve talked enough.The Sitcom just shrugs his shoulders, before the Beckman brothers usher him aside, leaving Jade Riley slightly confused about what just happened. Jade Riley: Well, Sitcom, thanks for interview...I guess.The show goes to a McDonald's commercial for the Grimace birthday shake.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:04:52 GMT -5
6th Annual Prince Jimmy Dean Memorial Battle Royal
Billy: The Jimmy Dean Memorial of course is a match that happens every year at Evolution, but this year was a bit odd!Chris Avery: Either way, its happening now! The winner receives this 5 foot 10 Prince Jimmy Dean lifelike trophy! I love it!Billy: Of course pst winners include Hajeet, Chase Jacson, Hot Shot Wayne Austin, Cassidy Adler and Thon Maker!Chris Avery: The ring is full of superstars, who do we go!?Billy: Looks like both Supermarks are in the ring! Tommy Alpha from Omega Championship!Chris Avery: Mason Jones, Chase Jackson, Marcus Collins, newcomer Cipher, Holo Make as well!Billy: Doc Holiday just joined us! I see Freddy Whoa Jr from Omega in there as well!Day 1 from Tee Grizzley hits and the lights begin to strobe as the spotlight hits the stage and Tuma and Von come through the curtain and pose on the stage together. Billy: Whoa! The Omega Tag Team Champions are joining us?!Von slowly lifting his right hand into the air with his one finger up and Tuma pounds the ramp below him a few times with the palm of his hands and then pounds his thighs twice and pounds his fists together before raising his left hand into a number one pose. The two smash their hands together like a fist bump and make their way down the ramp! Roman Gunn joins Billy and Chris.. Billy: Oh, I guess we're being joined by Omega Champion, Roman Gunn!Chris Avery: I'm moving over, sheesh!Roman sits down at the table as the official rings the bell! DING DING DING Everyone in the ring starts brawling and throwing strikes! Roman Gunn: I figured after that stinker of an Evolution, I should get my family into this match and I should join you two out here and livin' this show up!Billy: Well, I don't agree but I do thank you for joining us!Just then The Gunners hit double superkicks on Collins! He stumbles back as Tuma clotheslines Collins over the top rope and eliminate hims! Chris Avery: Collins is out! Roman Gunn: That's what my family does! Those brothers are DAMN good at what they do!Alpha hits a strike on Holo but Holo picks up Alpha and slams him down with a Urinage slam! Von and Holo go face to face like they're looking in a mirror! Roman Gunn: Von is a lot beefier, a lot stronger!Von goes for a strike but Holo hits a headbutt knocking Von back! Holo picks him up but Von gets out of it and shoves him right into Cipher hitting a spin kick knocking Holo down! Meanwhile, Supermarks pick up Chase and throw him onto the ropes! Chase hits throat first and falls back! Billy: This match is fast and furious and you gotta keep your eyes on everything!Mason is up and hits a back rake on Cipher before throwing him head first on the top turnbuckle! Cipher bounces back and Mason hits a knee to the back and goes for another strike but Alpha picks up Mason and hits a snap dragon suplex! Billy: Whoa!!Alpha gets up and Chase goes for a spear but Alpha leapfrogs as Supermarks hit a double superkick on Chase! Alpha hits a knee strike on Chase! Then Mark picks up Chase as Marc springboards back into a beautiful disaster kick and Mark hits a snap german suplex while Alpha hits a running yakuza knee to Chase as he rolls up! Chris Avery: Whoa! Those three with super CRAZY synergy!!Alpha and Supermarks pose together for the first time as Alpha gives a big thumbs up! Chase stumbles up and Holo hits a clothesline on Chase and sends him over the top rope! Freddy Whoa Jr goes for a flying strike but Holo catches him and tosses him over too! Billy: And there goes two superstars!Chris Avery: Holo not messing around! He has Max Daemon watching on from the back I'm sure!Roman Gunn: Who cares about Daemon or Holo. I'd crush them with EASE.Holo hits a running headbutt on Mason and sends him down into the corner! Doc Holiday kicks Cipher down into the opposite corner and climbs up to the top rope but it's Von the Don who hits a flying clubbing blow knocking Holiday over! Billy: Whoa! Doc is out!Chris Avery: Look out!Mark springboards off the ropes but Von catches him on his shoulders and Tuma jumps off the middle turnbuckles and hits a crossbody crashing Mark down! Marc goes for a strike but Von throws him over! Roman Gunn: Come on!Marc lands on the apron but Tuma hits a forearm knocking him down! Roman Gunn: Success! Haha Yess!!Mason picks up Holo and throws him to the ropes and hits a dropkick sending Holo down and Mason taunts but Cipher grabs Mason from behind and just throws him over!! Billy: WHOA!!Chris Avery: AND THE NEWLYWED MASON JONES PRICE IS OUT!Mason stomps his hands on the mats but he knows he's done. Alpha hits a reverse hurricanrana on Cipher sending him down! The crowd pops for Alpha as he gets up and GUNNERS HIT A SUPERKICK IN STEREO!! ALPHA IS STUNNED! THEY GO FOR ANOTHER ONE BUT MARK BLOCKS ONE SUPERKICK AND HITS A BICYCLE KNEE TO THE FACE OF TUMA! VON HITS THE SUPERKICK ON ALPHA! Von turns around and Mark goes for a superkick but Von ducks and picks up Mark on his shoulders and flips him over the apron! Roman Gunn: YEssss do it!!Mark hangs on the top rope but Tuma comes over and hits a kick to the hands of Mark dropping him off! Billy: And The last of Supermarks is out!Alpha slaps Tuma across the face and then hits a hurricanarana and they both flip over the ropes to the apron! Chris Avery: WHOA! THATS DANGEROUS!Roman Gunn: I don't like this!!Von goes for a move but Alpha blocks it and brings Von over the top rope too! Alpha is in the middle and hits a superkick on Tuma! He turns around and Von clobbers him just as Tuma goes for a response strike AND ALL THREE SUPERSTARS COLLIDE! Roman Gunn: NOOO!!They all three crash off the apron and fall out! Billy: AND GUNNERS ARE ELIMINATED ALONG WITH TOMMY ALPHA!!Chris Avery: Down to the final two!Roman slams his headset on the table and gets up as Roman, Gunners start fighting and brawling with Alpha and the Supermarks! Billy: Holo! Cipher! The final two!Cipher goes for a kick but Holo catches him and picks him up on his shoulders and tosses him over to the apron! Cipher blocks Holos punch and hits a knee to the midsection! Cipher gets back into the ring! Billy: That was close!Holo hits the ropes and goes for a huge lariat but Cipher ducks and catches Holo behind and hits a backstabber! Holo stumbles and Cipher dropkicks him in hte back of the head sending him over the top rope! Chris Avery: HOLO IS OUT!Billy: CIPHER WINS IT!!DING DING DING Billy: THE DEBUT OF CIPHER AND HE WINS THE PRINCE JIMMY DEAN MEMORIAL BATTLE ROYAL!! Chris Avery: WHAT A NIGHT!The crowd reacts as Cipher stands in the ring and his music hits and he poses. Billy: I mean, I don't know if he really cares for a trophy.. he doesn't seem like one to give a shit about trophies but its a big one and he goes down in history!Chris Avery: Cipher is a Prince Jimmy Dean winner in his DEBUT! I love that! What a night for him! Cipher stands outside of the ring and strikes his signature pose next to the almost 6 foot trophy. The lights flicker as his theme music hits and the crowd is reacting to all of it. Billy: We have more Clash coming up after this!We fade to commercials.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:07:30 GMT -5
Backstage With Pasternak!
We come back to Clash with Alexander Pasternak standing in front of an AW logo speaking directly into the camera. Alexander Pasternak: Tonight, I have other special announcements and all sorts of things to get to but I must address something very specific and important to not only me, but to all of you. On August 27th, we'll be coming to you live on Paramount+ for Uprising!
The crowd pops! Alexander Pasternak: I'm here to officially announce that we'll be going to CANADA for this special event! On August 27th, Uprising for the first time ever will be taking place from the Rogers Arena in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada!The crowd pops! Alexander Pasternak: Now, you may realize that Tatiana Jolee is from Vancouver, British Columbia.. after he complete DOMINANT performance over the Co-President of AW; Torture..The crowd ERUPTS.. Alexander Pasternak: I think it's ONLY fitting that Tatiana Jolee will have a WORLD TITLE SHOT on August 27th at Uprising.. in her own backyard!Billy: WOW!!Chris Avery: HOLY SHIT!! HELL YEAH!!Billy: WOW WOW WOOOWWIIEE!!Pasternak smiles as we cut into the arena and the crowd chanting!! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE! JO-LEE!
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Billy: WE HAVE SHAW GOING AGAINST PARK FOR THE TITLE AT GUTS GLORY AND NOW WE HAVE THE CHAMPION, THE WINNER OUT OF THAT MATCH DEFENDING AGAINST TATIANA JOLEE AT UPRISING IN JOLEES BACKYARD!! HER OWN HOMETOWN! I CANT WAIT FOR THAT! Chris Avery: I LOVEEEEE THE WEEK AFTER EVOLUTION! ITS ALWAYS THE BEST!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:07:53 GMT -5
A Gerard Segment! The Best.
Billy: And Welcome back to Monday Night Clash folks! Next up is our-”
Billy is cut off by the Crypto Arena’s lights going black and plunging the inside into darkness causing a nervous murmur to flush over the crowd. The ActionTron lights up suddenly, reflecting the night sky over water when stars start flying at the screen with the familiar orchestra music. They turn on the water and fly toward a familiar mountain with the sunrise behind it. The 21 stars form two-thirds of a circle over the mountain but instead of “Paramount”, the cursive font reads “Gerard Angelo” and the crowd fucking boos. “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 house lights come back on as the hook of “Who Gon Stop Me” rings out through the jam-packed arena as the crowd continues to boo. Gerard Angelo walks out onto the top of the stage, dressed in one of his expensive suits and trademark sunglasses. In his hand, however, he’s holding a twisted and mangled steel chair. Billy: Oh god! He’s got that chair that he used at Evolution to end Dandy DiVito’s career! Chris Avery: The same one he sickeningly bent over Richard DiVito’s head!
A red carpet has been rolled out down the ramp as Angelo strides down it, a smirk splitting his lips as the Los Angeles crowd lets him have it. Gerry slaps the top of the ring steps before climbing them and moving to the middle of the apron opposite of hard cam. He surveys the crowd as they continue to jeer at him but he just tosses the bent chair into the ring before slipping in through the top and middle ropes. Gerard grabs the chair and sets it up even though the twisted metal looks like it could topple over at any moment. He demands a mic from ringside and stands next to the chair as the music fades out. Angelo goes to raise the mic to his lips but he’s drowned out by a chorus of fresh boos. He laughs to himself. Gerard Angelo: It’s one thing for those idiots in New Jersey to boo me but et tu, Los Angeles? I had higher hopes. But I’ve seen you morons flip-flop with who you cheer for so many times, your support is pretty much moot. Those are perils of being the realest man amongst a sea of fakes and that’s what all of you are.
Fakes.
At Evolution, I did what ninety-nine percent of what you people wanted. I got rid of Dandy DiVito.
The crowd boos this. Gerard Angelo: This is exactly what I’m talking about. You all spent the last six years begging, hoping, and praying for someone to come along and shut Dandy up. I did exactly that at Evo. I shut Dandy DiVito up. For good. The cockroach infestation of Action Wrestling finally ended and instead of thanking me like you should’ve, you have the nerve to boo me? All of a sudden you all love Dandy?
Angelo flexes his jaw as he stares out at the crowd. Gerard Angelo: Y’all are some fake ass motherf*BLEEP*rs. Especially this FAT F*BLEEP* over here!
Gerry whirls around and stares at the announce table, narrowing his eyes at Billy. He leans on the top rope as he glares daggers at the voice of AW. Billy just holds his hands up, trying to diffuse the situation. Gerard Angelo: You spent YEARS yelling about how Dandy needs to get his comeuppance. And when I finally gave you what you wanted, you dumb hick, what did you call me? A bastard? No, no, an ABJECT BASTARD. I have half a mind to come over there and choke you to death. Chris Avery: Come on now! He was just doing his job.
Angelo turns his glare towards Avery. Gerard Angelo: You shut the f*BLEEP* up, Avery. Or Dandy won’t be the only Hall of Famer eating out of a tube for the rest of his life.
Gerry turns away as the crowd boos his verbal attack on the popular commentary duo. Gerard Angelo: I’m tired of this. I’m tired of the disrespect shown to me by every single level of this company. It stops now. Dandy disrespected me and I ended him. You see this chair right here? This is the same one I used to send the DiVito brothers to the ICU. What happened at Evolution is the fate of anyone who disrespects me in the future. I don’t care about fines. I’m rich. I don't care about suspensions. Management doesn’t have the balls to take me off TV. I will no longer stand the disrespect to me by my lessers.
I’ll put it simply.
If I don’t start getting the respect I god damn deserve, this is the fate of anyone who steps in my way. It won’t be a Hollywood Ending, it will be your ending.
Gerry tosses the mic to the mat and turns exiting the ring as his theme plays. He leaves the chair in the ring, a monument to destruction.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:08:39 GMT -5
Winner Gets Into Glory Tournament Jonny Cedrone vs. Niobe Martin
Adilene Floyd: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL, and the winner gets into the 2023 GLORY Tournament at Guts/Glory!! Chris Avery: The road to Glory will take shape tonight, as the winner of this match and the winner of the main event will fill out the first round!Billy: IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEARRRAs the opening of "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play over the arena, a video flashes on the big screen of a camera shot panning up a grassy hill at night, slowly until it gets to the top. Panning from left to right, lighting flashing in the sky as the opening guitar riff begins to sound. Adilene Floyd: "Introducing to the ring from Anaheim, California, weighing in at one hundred twenty five pounds and standing five feet, seven inches tall! She is the "Living Nightmare", NIOBE MMAARRTTIINN!!!" The video on the screen then switches to a video package of Niobe in the ring, flashing and moving in time with the drum beat. "Nightmare! Now your nightmare comes to life.." Niobe comes running out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp briefly to extend her arms out to the sides as a blast of pyro goes off on either side of her. "Dragged you down below... Down to the devils show... To be his guest forever... Peace of mind is less than never.." As the lyrics of the song continue to play, she drops her arms and walks down the ramp, a smirk on her face as she sneers at the crowd as she passes before sliding under the bottom rope of the ring. She stands up and throws off the hood of her jacket, glaring at the crowd with a smirk on her face. Chris Avery: Big opportunity for Niobe to move up in the rankings here, she really impressed in the scramble match for the Women's title at Evolution!Billy: Definitely a smarter move to champion the US over Women's, it's almost as if the United States treats women poorly!Chris Avery: .....Billy: Did you know white women ages 21-45 make 75 cents to every DOLLAR made by a man? If they're minorities, that statistic is even lower -Chris Avery: I feel like this isn't the forum we should be discussing this in so we're moving on!Billy: Chris Avery HATES WOMEN, alert Lissie Hope, light the Hope Signal in the sky! Women are being oppressed and we need a staunch feminist to take over the story and promote how much they're doing for them!!Adilene Floyd: And her opponent... The opening guitar riffs of “Fight Fire with Fire” by Metallica plays over the PA system. A ghostly image is shown on a black background of a woman dressed in a colonial style dress riding on a white horse. At first the horse is riding slow, but once those opening guitar riffs finish, the music fades into “The Thing That Should Not Be” also by Metallica. With the opening riffs of “The Thing That Should Not Be” the horse comes to a complete stop. The woman looks confused. The music begins to really ramp up and the woman and horse are both drenched in blood which angers both. The horse goes on a full-on sprint with the woman sporting a fearful and enraged grimace as she keeps looking behind her every so often to figure out what happened. Adilene Floyd: .... From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 240 lbs, accompanied by Gloria... JONNY CEDRONEEEE!! Back in the arena, there is only the spotlight pointing at the entranceway. When Papa Het begins singing fog starts rolling through the entranceway and engulfs the entire stage and rampway to the ring. When James Hetfield starts bellowing the chorus for the first time, Gloria comes walking through the curtains, much to the delight of the fans. But she doesn’t look to be in the same joyful mood that she’s usually in when she makes her appearance. After she walks through the curtains and surveys the audience, she steps to the side and waits for Jonny to make his arrival. After a few moments of tension building, a shadowy figure steps through the curtains wearing dark cargo pants and a black hoody with the hood completely covering his face. He stops at the top of the rampway and looks towards the ring. After a few moments, he slowly but intensely makes his way to the ring, never playing to the crowd once. He stops at the end of the rampway and allows Gloria to make her away in front of him. She climbs the stairs and walks the apron to where she’s standing in front of Jonny. She looks out over the crowd then down towards Jonny and with a motion of her hand, she commands him to make his way up the stairs. Following orders, Jonny slowly makes his way up the stairs and walks towards Gloria who’s now sitting on the middle rope to allow him to get into the ring. He makes his way into the ring and just stands in his corner, stoically, then Gloria makes her way into the ring and stands by her man, putting her arm on his shoulder. The music fades away and the fans still try to figure out what to think of this presentation. Jonny never takes off his hoody or anything. He just stands there waiting for the bell to ring to unleash his Hell. Chris Avery: Really different, and moody presentation for Cedrone tonight, he looks like a man confronting a lot of inner darkness.Billy: I mean, what does he have to be emo about, he's got Gloria, Glory, Gloria - huh? Huh? He's presumably already deep inside of -Chris Avery: STOP THAT TRAIN RIGHT WHERE IT'S AT.Billy: ...You went from oppressing women to oppressing me.The bell rings and both competitors circle each other, Niobe moving quickly, Cedrone taking his time and pacing around. Niobe shoots in and secures a side headlock on Cedrone. Cedrone backs into the ropes and tries to push Niobe loose, but Niobe, in a bulldog like maneuver jumps to the mat, keeping the lock sealed tight. Cedrone struggles for a moment, then fights his way back to his feet, in which he staggers to the nearby ropes and wraps his arm around the top rope. The referee forces Niobe to break, and she takes a second to scrape Cedrone's face against the ropes. The referee shoots Niobe a warning look and Niobe holds her hands up innocently. Cedrone looks up at Niobe, wiping his mouth grimly as if taking the snub of having his face scraped up a little bit and committing it to memory, then they go to lock up again, this time Niobe floats around behind Cedrone looking for a rear waistlock, but Cedrone reverses as he floats around behind Niobe, strapping on a rear waistlock. Niobe moves around trying to break Cedrone's grip loose but Cedrone muscles Niobe to the mat with a belly to back amateur takedown. Cedrone then floats over and straps a front facelock on Niobe. Niobe after a moment is able to work her way to all fours and then fireman's carry Cedrone to the mat. Niobe goes back to locking on a side headlock. Chris Avery: Outstanding ring acumen from Niobe, who's trying to keep Cedrone grounded.Billy: Niobe weighs as much as a wet mop and has the stringy hair to match, if she isn't careful Cedrone will snap her over his knee! She has to keep him on the mat!Niobe shrieks like a banshee, telling Cedrone to give up as she grinds the side headlock in, taking him to the mat. Several seconds pass by in the hold, and finally, Cedrone begins moving, spinning to the side, and brings his legs up and clamps a headscissors around Niobe's head with his thighs, pulling her loose and muscling her over into a pinning predicament. Niobe struggles in the hold for a moment, and then pops out, uses her leg strength to bridge over with a jackknife pin. The referee counts. The ref: One... Kickout. Niobe beats Cedrone to their respective feet, and locks him in a side headlock again. Cedrone gets to his feet as he flares some elbows into Niobe's midsection, breaking the hold. Cedrone then runs off the ropes and on the return, Niobe flings Cedrone to the mat with an arm whip. Niobe holds onto Cedrone's arm, twisting it into an arm wrench. Cedrone grimaces in pain, then he grips Niobe's grabbing hand and twists it behind Martin's back with a hammerlock. Niobe yelps in pain, and flails her free arm around, and then she begins throwing elbows to the side of Cedrone's head, and after a monent elbows her way loose. Niobe runs off the ropes. On the return he is caught by an explosive powerslam from Cedrone. Billy: Thank fucking god, I was beginning to think the only move Niobe knew was a headlock.Chris Avery: HUGE momentum shift from Cedrone!!Cedrone grimaces as he gets to one knee, rolling his elbow to get some feeling in his arm. He walks over, lifts Niobe up, and clubs her over the back several times, until Niobe falls to her knees. Cedrone whips Niobe by the arm into the ropes, and on the return, swings for a clothesline. Niobe ducks under it. Cedrone turns, and Niobe surprises him with a quick jawbreaker, making Cedrone stagger away. Niobe quickly begins giving him a few knees strikes backing him into the corner. He goes to irish whip Cedrone into the opposite corner, and Cedrone hits, chest first. As he stumbles out backwards Niobe rolls him up in a schoolboy. The ref counts... The referee: One... Two.. Kickout. Chris Avery: Niobe Martin is putting up a good fight this week!Billy: Well, if Cedrone steamrolled right over her, then the Glory tournament would be kind of a letdown, but yeah, she's holding her own and we should golf clap her for that.Niobe goes to lift Cedrone up, but the bigger man boots her in the gut, grips her by her hair and the back of her tights and runs with him a short distance, throwing Niobe forward so that Niobe goes crashing into the steel ringpost between the top and middle ropes. Niobe grimaces and yells in pain, and holds her shoulder. Cedrone pulls her out and hits a dragon screw neck whip, and then pins Niobe. Chris Avery: ROLL OF THE DICE! IT COULD BE OVER!The referee: One... Two... Thr- Kickout. Cedrone blows out a breath, frustrated, and looks over at Gloria, seeming to gain strength from his love's affirmation. He lifts Niobe up and gives him a few clubs to the back as he holds him in a front facelock. Niobe sinks to one knee. Cedrone lifts Niobe up, and in a display of strength, he gives Niobe a stalling vertical suplex, even freeing one arm to motion to the crowd to get behind him as he holds Niobe up in suplex position with the other arm. Then he violently brings Niobe back down to earth. Chris Avery: Did you see that display of strength by Jonny Cedrone?Billy: He's been eating his Wheaties! Is that- does that track, does that reference still land, is eating one's Wheaties still something that people -Chris Avery: WORKSHOP MATERIAL ON YOUR OWN TIME!Cedrone lifts Niobe up and irish whips him into the corner, following it up with a corner spear that cuts Niobe in half. He then pulls Niobe out and attempts to give him a german suplex, but Niobe grabs on to the top rope to block it. Niobe hangs on to the top rope, and the ref makes Cedrone separate from Niobe, who is still hugging the rope. Niobe slowly turns around, and Cedrone comes back towards him. Niobe boots him in the gut, and then runs off the ropes and takes Cedrone down with a bulldog. She then attempts to follow it up with an Asai moonsault, but Cedrone rolls out of the way, and Niobe hits the mat chest first. Cedrone calmly grips Niobe's injured arm and attaches a keylock, painfully wrenching the arm and wrist. Niobe groans and tries to pull herself free, or to pound on Cedrone to make him loosen the hold, but Cedrone refuses to let go. Several long seconds pass by in the basic, yet excruciating hold, and finally, Niobe has no choice but to pull herself over inch by inch to the bottom rope, and she reaches out and grabs it. Niobe hangs on to the bottom rope for dear life. The official tells Cedrone to release the hold. Cedrone at first refuses to, with a cold look on his face, but finally does. Niobe pulls herself out to the apron as he tries to regroup. Cedrone walks over to lift Niobe back into the ring, but Niobe pokes him in the eye. Niobe then grabs Cedrone's head and pulls down, across the top rope. Cedrone's head flies back with a snap, and he falls into the ring, holding his throat. Chris Avery: Oh come on, dammit! Niobe went for the lowest common denominator!!Billy: I LOVE and support women who go for the lowest common denominator; Yaaaaas queen, give us absolutely nothing!!Niobe then gets back in the ring, and boots Cedrone in the gut. She gives him a quick spinning enziguri while Cedrone is doubled over. Niobe then motions that it's over, and with a confident grin she springs to the ropes and comes off with a split legged moonsault. Niobe pins arrogantly. Chris Avery: TORMENT!The referee: One... Two... Thre - Kickout! Niobe sits up, a shocked look on her face, and she looks as if she's having an existential crisis not putting Cedrone away after those two quick moves. Gloria Cedrone yells at Jonny, banging on the mat and waiting for him to get up. Niobe shrieks at the crowd to shut up, but they're firmly behind Cedrone. Niobe waits until Cedrone gets to his feet, and then tries to grab him and turn him for a Gory neckbreaker, but Cedrone is way too big for her to lift effectively for this, and he quickly begins fighting his way out of it, elbowing Niobe in the side of the head repeatedly and with machine-like intensity until Niobe's arms fall away. Cedrone turns, and then he grips Niobe in a standing side choke. He slams Niobe to the mat with an STO, keeping the side choke applied. Chris Avery: ONE ARMED BANDIT IS LOCKED IN! NIOBE HAS NOWHERE TO GO!!Niobe holds out as long as she can, her free arm flailing around, but Cedrone bobs his head, yelling for her to tap out, and finally Niobe taps. Cedrone's head sinks as he lets the hold go. Ding ding ding Adilene Floyd: Here is your winner, and going into the first round of Glory... JONNY CEDRONE!!"The Thing That Should Not Be" by Metallica hits on the PA, as an emotional Cedrone sits up, staring up at the lights and wiping his face. Gloria is celebrating, and he moves over to the apron to take her in his arms and embrace her. Chris Avery: Cedrone has done it! Cedrone is one step closer to Glory, and one step closer to possibly regaining the US title! He's in GLORY and thats what matters!Niobe is gripping her neck in agony as she is helped up, but Cedrone and Gloria exit the ring, walking up the ramp.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:09:24 GMT -5
Segment!
The camera shows a darkened backstage area, with only the glow of a purple light shining against a black backdrop. A person whistling can be heard, and as they come into frame, the melody of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" is recognized. The silhouette stops in the middle of the purple light, and leaning in is the face of Dionysus, now illuminated by a clear light. Dionysus: Glory. Glory, Hallelujah.Dionysus let out a dark chuckle. Dionysus: At Evolution, fate smiled upon another. And yet...it still smiled on me. For it gives me the humbling opportunity to show that, indeed, our mission is not one of pure domination, but rather of determination. To not give in to the failures that have been set before us. And the opportunity presents itself once more in the form of the Glory tournament. A tournament in which I secured an immediate inclusion. No need for me to show that I belong here; my own track record is proof enough of that. As for the competition? A challenge, but manageable.Dionysus then held up a piece of paper with the official bracket printed on it. Dionysus: As you all know by now, I am a man of strategy and observation. So when the tournament and entry matches were announced, I began to watch the tapes. I observed what I could given the field that is available, and while it will still prove a challenge, it will likely lead to triumph for myself. Of the challenges before me, the notable are, of course, my previous opponents at Evolution. Cedrone will be hungry for his title back, but as an opportunist he will need to set aside his desire to deal with me as his most immediate threat. Ortiz is proving to be a rising star, and will need to overcome her green nature in order to do well. As for Jessie Lee...well, you know my position there. Though we may see a surprise out of whomever is challenging her later on. And with the addition of Frank in the win-and-you're-in matches, one can only wonder how much of a mountain we will all need to climb. Dionysus: But I am not concerned. I have been more than prepared to take my place at the top of this mountain. I have proven time and again that I AM ready for this. I am coming like the glory of the morning on the wave. I am Wisdom to the mighty and Succour to the brave. Elysium has only just begun to answer the call. Glory, glory hallelujah...our truth is marching on.Dionysus smiled, his eyes emitting a purple glow, as he straightened himself back out of the light, allowing only his silhouette to be illuminated. He walked off-camera, continuing to whistle "The Battle Hymn of the Republic," before the cameras faded to black.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:10:24 GMT -5
SITCOM WILL ENTER THE GLORY TOURNAMENT!
THE TELEVISION TITLE AND UNITED STATES TITLE WILL BE ON THE LINE FOR THE ONLY TIME IN GLORY TOURNAMENT IN A BELT FOR BELT MATCH!
JESSIE LEE WILL DEFEND THE UNITED STATES TITLE AGAINST SITCOM DEFENDING HIS TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP IN THE SEMI-FINAL BRACKET IN 2 WEEKS!
LIVE ON CLASH!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:11:02 GMT -5
Main Event Winner Gets Into Glory Tournament Frank Patrick Venable vs. Vic Vagabond vs. Joey Scala
The hopeful chiptune noises of "Hopes and Dreams" begins to fill the arena, as the fans scream loudly for the man about to make his entrance. As the hits it's stride, a set of pyro goes off and former World Champion Frank Patrick Venable emerges from the curtain, ready to go. Adilene Floyd: From New Orleans, Louisiana, FPV, FRANK! PATRICK! VENABBLLEE! A burst of energy hits him and he rushes to the ring, slapping as many hands as he can before effortlessly sliding into the ring. Franks gets up, climbs up to the nearest turnbuckle and energetically roaring along with the audience, ready to take on this week's challenge. Billy: FPV came so close to becoming the number one contender for the World title, narrowly losing to Carter Shaw at Evolution!Chris Avery: I’m sure Frank is disappointed but he has a chance here to continue on his quest to become Mister Every Title as the winner of this triple threat gets entry into GLORY, the one-night tournament for Jessie Lee’s United States Championship! Venable has never held the US title and he could change that! It all starts here.“Rambling Man” by Hank Williams and the Drifters plays on the PA system. Vic Vagabond appears from the back with a cardboard sign: “Will Wrestle for Beer”. He shows it to fans hoping for a beer before finally discarding of the sign and rolling into the ring, sitting in a corner, waiting for his opponent. Billy: I dunno what to make of this guy, Chris. He’s been pretty silent since showing up last month.Chris Avery: Well he has a chance to make a statement here tonight if he can upset former World champ FPV and the guy who beat him at Evolution, Joey Scala!Scala's music hits and the lights darken in the arena as Scala comes out onto the stage and stands at the top of it. He pounds his chest twice and kisses his necklace wrapped in his fist and then points to the sky. Scala comes down the ramp. Adilene Floyd: From the mean streets of Yonkers, weighing in at 249 pounds, JOEYYYYY SCALLAAAAA!! Scala rolls into the ring and gets to his feet and leans on the ropes towards the crowd and yells some trash talk. Scala fades back into his corner and takes his necklace off and is prepping for his fight. Billy: Scala the Brawla got a big, much-needed, win at Evolution on his home turf! He’s gonna try to ride that momentum into making it into GLORY!Chris Avery: Scala with his IDGAF attitude would be quite dangerous in GLORY, Billy.The bell rings Scala immediately grabs Vagabond and spins him around and drives a right hand into his face. Vic stumbles back but Joey grabs him and just starts headbutting the shit out of him over and over. FPV watches, leaning back in the corner as Scala puts the boots to Vagabond before tossing him out of the ring. Scala turns to FPV and points at him, yelling “I’M GOIN’ TO FAWKIN’ GLORY!” Frank smirks and starts to circle as does Joey. They go into a collar and elbow but Scala stomps on Venable’s foot, making him hop. Scala grabs FPV by the hair and drills him with a headbutt before turning Frank inside out with a vicious lariat. Scala drops into a cover. ONE! TWO! FPV kicks out. Joey Scala gets to his feet, stomping down on FPV. Billy: Joey Scala in firm control since the bell rang! He wants that US title!Chris Avery: He’s doing it for his late father!Joey grabs FPV by the hair and pulls him up, stuffing his head between his knees, looking for the piledriver. FPV stands up though and back body drops Scala. Joey holds his back trying to get to his feet but FPV runs in and nails Scala in the side of the head with a running knee. Vagabond slides into the ring and goes after FPV but Venable sidesteps and slaps him in a full nelson before dropping him on the back of his neck viciously with a Dragon suplex. Vic grabs his neck and rolls out of the ring. Billy: Vagabond is just eating high-impact moves here!Chris Avery: I don’t like his chances, to be honest. FPV and Scala are operating at a different level!This has given enough time for Scala to recover as he sneaks behind FPV and tries to roll him up with a schoolboy! ONE! TWO! FPV kicks out. Scala is up to his feet first and nails a kneeling FPV in the chin with a running boot. Scala poses and drags a thumb across his throat calling for the end but Vagabond jumps on his back, putting him in a sleeper hold. Scala thrashes around, trying to throw Vic off his back but he just yanks back, locking the hold in tighter. FPV takes this chance and runs in, nailing a flailing Joey with a huge lariat! Both Scala and Vagabond fly back, bouncing off the mat. Vagabond is up first but Venable is there and hooks him before driving him into the mat with a T-Bone suplex. Scala gets up but FPV is in there to take him down with a T-Bone as well. Billy: I hope you like steak, Chris! It’s T-Bones for everyone!Chris Avery: I’m more of a prime rib guy myself.Billy: That sounds soooo good. Are we going to Fleming’s after the show?Chris Avery: Sure. Just don’t try to order a whole cheesecake again.Vagabond is up on unsteady legs and FPV gets behind him and waist locks before popping his hips and drilling Vic on the back of his neck with a German suplex. FPV holds on and rolls back to his feet and drills him with another German. He keeps the hands locked and rolls up to his feet and delivers another German but bridges into a pin! ONE! TWO! TH-NO! Scala breaks it up with a double axe handle to FPV’s gut! Joey grabs Frank by the neck and tights and tosses him out of the ring. Scala pulls Vagabond to his feet and tucks his head between his thighs, lifting him up before jumping and driving him into the mat with the Spano Driver! Billy: Shitfire! Vagabond got dropped right on the top of his head!Chris Avery: He’s out, Billy! Scala is going to GLORY!Joey covers Vagabond! ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! FPV pulls Scala out of the ring! Billy: FPV WITH THE SAVE! IT WAS OVER!Chris Avery: Venable at the last second yanking Scala out of the ring! FPV wants to go to GLORY so bad he can taste it!FPV slams a fist into Scala’s jaw before throwing him recklessly into the barricade. He slides back into the ring as Vic is trying to push himself up. FPV grabs him from behind and lifts him onto his shoulders before driving him into the canvas with the Frankle Slam! FPV covers! ONE! TWO! THREE-NO! SCALA YANKS FRANK OUT OF THE RING! Billy: SHITFIRE! THE REF’S HAND WAS A HAIR’S WIDTH OF HITTING THE MAT!Chris Avery: Scala saving the matchup at the last possible second.The two get nose-to-nose arguing before they start trading rights and lefts at ringside. FPV goes to drive Scala’s head into the apron but he blocks and slams FPV face-first into the apron before throwing him into the ring post! Venable bounces off and lands on the mats. Joey slides into the ring after Vagabond who’s just coming to on the mat after taking back-to-back finishers. Scala pulls down the straps of his singlet, calling for the end. Billy: Scala is calling for another Spano Driver. It’s over if he hits this.Chris Avery: I think he could cover Vic with a finger poke of doom at this point!Scala pulls Vagabond up for another piledriver... AND SMASHES HIM DOWN!! Billy: SPANO DRIVER, SCALA DRIVER, WHICHEVER!! HE GOT IT!Chris Avery: AND HE GOT ALL OF IT!!Scala pins!! ONE!! TWO!! FPV HITS A FROGSPLASH TO THE BACK OF SCALA!! Billy: WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!Scala rolls around as Frank pins Vagabond!! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Billy: WOOOWWW FRANK PATRICK VENABLE IS IN GLORY!!The crowd pops at the hellacious ending to a fun match in the main event of Clash. The crowd is going crazy as Frank gets up and his arm is raised! Chris Avery: Glory officially starts next week! Jonny Cedrone and Dionysus will meet in the first round while Joule Ortiz and FPV meet in the other first round match up! Billy: If Glory is like anything we just saw here, we know we're in for a barnburner of a tournament!The crowd keeps reacting as FPV is on the turnbuckles celebrating and the camera pans in slowly to Scala sitting in the corner shaking his head and mouthing "I fuckin' had it, man" to himself. Scala pulls himself out of the ring as FPV keeps celebrating.. Billy: Don't go anywhere, we'll be back with more Clash when we come back!We fade to a commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:15:42 GMT -5
The Pay Off
We come back to the arena in Los Angeles, crowd buzzing, Kings of Leon hits and the crowd boos. Billy: Well, he's really here isn't he..?Torture walks through the curtain and stands on the stage holding a microphone in his nice, finest suit. The crowd just roaring into him with boos. Chris Avery: The Co-President of Action Wrestling is on his way to the ring!Billy: Just 2 weeks ago, he was pinned by Tatiana Jolee at Evolution six. You can catch the replay anytime, anywhere, on Paramount+!Chris Avery: And the news broke this morning, Torture was forced into a Leave of Absence by the board of directors for over a 100 days!Torture climbs into the ring and bends through the ropes as his music fades out and he stands in the middle of the ring. Torture is looking around at the arena booing him. They just continue to roar down boos on him. He turns 180 to the crowd behind him and they just continue to boo him. Torture: This is my home, huh? This is how you treat me in my home?!The crowd just goes crazy and continues to boo down on Torture! Torture: I mean, come on!Torture puts his arms down at his side as they continue to boo and he feels as if they won't let him speak his mind! Billy: Sorry, but you've done this to yourself, boss-man! This crowd just doesn't give a shit about what you got to say!Torture: If you give me 2 minutes I can apologize!The crowd just continues booing as he walks over and leans on the turnbuckles. Billy: Los Angeles not giving him a single second to spit this out!Chris Avery: I can't blame them!Torture finally lifts the microphone to his mouth! Torture: I'm SORRY!!The crowd boos! Torture: I'm SORRY! SORRY! SORRY!! SOOOOORRYYYY!!As he spins around the ring yelling at everybody as he continues to pace around inside the ring. Torture: IM! SORRY!He stands in the middle of the ring as the crowd finally fades down.. Torture: I'm sorry...He takes a breath.. Torture: I'm sorry.. THAT I DIDN'T DROP THAT BITCH ON HER HEAD!!He starts to laugh and the crowd boos hard! Billy: That son of a bitch!Chris Avery: Sigh, what a dick! Torture: IM SORRY THAT I DIDN'T RELEASE HER WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE! IM SORRY THAT YOU HAD TO WATCH THAT SHITTY MATCH AT EVOLUTION AND I DIDN'T BREAK HER FACE!! BBUWAHAHAHHA!Torture laughs off microphone and is pointing at everyone and laughing at them as they all continue to boo! Torture: I've seen the rumors! I've seen the news! It's not true! NO ONE CAN DO A DAMN THING TO ME! IM THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!The crowd is booing! Torture: ACTION WRESTLING IS A BILLION DOLLAR COMPANY BECAUSE OF ME! ALL ME! I DO ALL THE WORK! I TAKE ALL THE CREDIT! THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF ME! YOU'RE PAYING MONEY TO SEE ME! YOU'RE WATCHING ON TV TO HEAR ME TALK!I AM ACTION WRESTLING!
SO BOW DOWN AND GET USED TO SEEING THIS FACE EVERY SINGLE GOD DAMN WEEK!Just then Silversun Pickups hits and Tort's son, the General Manager of Clash comes through the curtain! Billy: Here comes Alexander Pasternak!Pasternak has his music cut off with a hand signal and he goes to speak. Alexander Pasternak: Da- Torture: NO! WHY ARE YOU OUT HERE? THIS IS MY TIME! THIS IS MY SHOW! THIS IS MY HOME! The crowd boos as Pasternak continues walking down the ramp.. Torture: STOP! YOU TELL ME WHY YOU'RE OUT HERE!Alexander Pasternak: Dad, I wanted to be the one to tell you, relax.Torture paces back and forth in the ring as Pasternak climbs up and gets into the ring but stays apart from his dad. Alexander Pasternak: Listen to me, carefully. Dad. The news .. is true..The crowd pops! Torture: NO ITS NOT!Alexander Pasternak: Dad. Listen. The board of directors voted, Gravedigger voted!The crowd pops for GD's name. Alexander Pasternak: You have to take a leave of absence! Torture: HORSESHIT!The crowd is cheering! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
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Alexander Pasternak: Dad. As of this morning... you're suspended..Torture: What?Alexander Pasternak: You don't technically have any power right now.. and honestly? You have to leave the arena.The crowd pops! Billy: Oh my god! Hell yeah!Torture drops the microphone. He just stands in disbelief. Alexander Pasternak: Dad, I'm sorry but I wanted to be the one that told you, I didn't want this to be crazy, I don't want this to be anything more and I didn't want this to be so public!Torture just stares at his son.. as the crowd pops when six security guards step onto the stage. Torture raises an eyebrow.. Alexander Pasternak: God, damn it, I told you guys to stay in the back! We didn't need to do it this way! Pasternak looks back at his dad. Alexander Pasternak: Listen to me, Dad, they're here to escort you out. You can't come around for quite some time, probably the rest of the year!The crowd pops! Torture looks out at the crowd and then back to his son and a single tear starts to form in his eye.. Billy: Oh my god, is he crying?!Chris Avery: Oh my god.Torture stares at his son and mouths "come on.." and then a single tear drops. Alexander Pasternak: Dad. You don't have the authority to be here anymore, I'm going to ask you to leave..Torture yells out.. "IM NOT GOING ANYWHERE, THIS IS MY RING! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"Just then Plowed by Sponge hits!
Billy: OHHHHHHH HERE WE GO!!Chris Avery: AND UPRISING'S NUMBER ONE CONTENDER!! TATIANA JOLEE IS COMING OUT HERE?!She stands on the stage with the security guards splitting down the middle to her left and right. She walks down the ramp as the crowd is going crazy for her! Billy: LISTEN TO THIS OVATION!!Pasternak stands in the corner as Torture is seething at the mouth! Chris Avery: Torture is NOT happy!Pasternak is trying to tell his dad to relax, to calm down, to breathe but he has locked eyes on Jolee who is coming up the stairs.... She bends through the ropes and gets into the ring as her music fades! Torture is literally spitting at the mouth he's so pissed... Jolee walks up to Torture and extends a hand.. Torture goes to SWING Billy: WHOA!SHE BLOCKS IT AND THEN HITS TORTURE WITH A CODEBREAKER!! Chris Avery: DOUBLE CLUTCH!!The crowd fucking ERUPTS! Billy: JOLEE JUST PUT TORTURE DOWN.. AGAIN!!Jolee gets back up and her music hits and the crowd erupts as Pasternak kneels down next to his Dad and is trying to wake him up. Tatiana gets out of the ring and highfives some fans in the front row as she makes her way up the ramp. Billy: WHAT A FINISH TO THIS STORY! TORTURE JUST GOT A DOUBLE CLUTCH AFTER HE TRIED TO ATTACK HER!Chris Avery: HE WANTED A MOMENT AND HES NOT GETTING IT!Torture is pushing himself off the mat holding his face. Pasternak is trying to help him up. Torture shoves his son off of him Billy: My god, he's still a douche!Torture sits there in the middle of the ring as Jolee gets to the top of the stage and “ALL MY LIFE! BEEN GRINDING ALL MY LIFE!”... Billy: The hell!?"Grinding All My Life" Nipsey Hustle hits and Gerard Angelo is heading straight down the ramp..
Billy: HOLLYWOOD'S BABY BOY!!Chris Avery: GERARD ANGELO IS ON HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP WHAT IS HE DOING?!Jolee just watches him walk by as he heads down the ramp and climbs up the steel steps! The music cuts as he bends through the ropes and Torture is stumbling up to his feet and Torture shoves Pasternak back into the corner again.. Pasternak sighs and tells his father to turn around.. The crowd ERUPTS as Angelo gets in position and does a little framing shot with his hands and fingers and then turns into a 360 spin.. Torture turns around AND ANGELO NAILS HIM WITH THE ROLLING ELBOW!! Billy: HERO'S WELCOME!!Torture is flat on his back as Angelo goes straight to the turnbuckles and raises his arms into the air! Chris Avery: GERARD ANGELO JUST PUT TORTURE DOWN!!Torture is holding his jaw as his eyes are in the back of his head and Gerard Angelo exits the ring! Billy: HOLY SHIT WHAT A NIGHT! THIS JUST MIGHT BE MY FAVORITE SEGMENT EVER!!Chris Avery: THIS IS WILD!! I LOVE ALL OF THIS!!Gerard Angelo raises his arms up into the air one last time on the stage as the crowd erupts!! Billy: THE HOLLYWOOD MOVIE STAR, THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION, HE WAS SCREWED BY TORTURE BACK IN JANUARY AND HE JUST PUT TORTURE DOWN FOR GOOD!Pasternak kneels down next to his Father and is trying to wake him up.
Megan thee Stallion - "Her".
Billy: OHHHHHHHHH SHITFIRE!!Chris Avery: LISSIE HOPE!!Hope walks through the curtain and stands on the stage. The security guards once again stay in place as Lissie starts to head down the ramp. The crowd is going CRAZY as Angelo stares at her and the two share a quick glance of intensity.. and then he heads through the curtain as Hope walks down the ramp.. Billy: AND LISSIE IS ON HER WAY DOWN THE RAMP, WHAT COULD THIS BE FOR?!Chris Avery: I HAVE NO IDEA! WE HAVE HEARD WHAT SHE HAS THOUGHT AND SAID ABOUT TORTURE!In the ring as she's heading down the ramp, Pasternak is lifting Torture up to a seated position but Torture is pushing Pasternak off. He doesn't want any help. Lissie gets into the ring and her music fades! The crowd is a BUZZING!! Billy: LISSIE IS IN THE RING!!Lissie tells Pasternak to back away, now! Pasternak gets up and walks back as the crowd boos. Billy: Ohh, come on! SHes out here to stop this?!Torture turns and puts his hands on her hips and is spitting out of his mouth, crying, slobbering and he's thanking Lissie. She reaches down and pulls him up. Chris Avery: This is a shocker!!Lissie stands Torture up and he thanks her a hundred times.. until she puts the middle finger to the top of his nose! Billy: OHHHHHHHH YEAHH!!THE CROWD ERUPTS!! Chris Avery: LISSIE HOPE JUST GAVE TORTURE THE MIDDLE FINGER!!LISSIE KICKS TORTURE IN THE GUT!! Billy: OHHHH!!LISSIE WRAPS THE ARMS OF TORTURE AND HOLDS HIM IN PLACE.. SHE ENSURES SHE SPINS 360 DEGREES LETTING EVERYONE SEE IT! Billy: SHES GOING TO DO IT!!Pasternak has nothing to say but he's just watching on shaking his head.. Lissie Hope DROPS TORTURE WITH A PEDIGREE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!Chris Avery: CROWN OF THORNS ON TORTURE!!Lissie stands back up and fires the fuck up and the crowd erupts! Lissie Hope rolls out of the ring and goes right to the crowd as they're chanting YES! YES! YES! Torture is flat on his stomach in the middle of the ring as Pasternak kneels down next to him a third time and tells the guards to come get him. The guards start to come down the ramp as the crowd erupts and Torture is having a hard time coming back to life, basically. Pasternak is trying to help him up as the guards get to the ring. Torture stumbles forward and falls back down onto his face as the crowd laughs and pops again. The guards grab Torture underneath the ropes and drag him underneath and pick him up like he's a toddler. LET GO OF ME!! GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF OF ME!!Pasternak is in the ring just shaking his head as the guards are carrying Torture like a wild animal up the ramp! Billy: HES OUT OF HERE!! HES GONE!! GOODBYE!! SEE YA!Chris Avery: I HATE TO SAY IT, BUT GOOD RIDDANCE! MAYBE WE'LL SEE YOU AGAIN!! LOSE THAT ATTITUDE, BUD!!Torture is on the ramp looking back at the sold out arena just booing him.. YOU WILL REGRET THIS!! ALL OF YOU!! I HATE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH!!The guards carry Torture through the curtain as Pasternak is in the middle of the ring and Lissie is still highfiving fans in the front row.. Alexander Pasternak: Fans! We're almost out of time here on Monday Night Clash, but Lissie!She turns around.. Alexander Pasternak: Don't go anywhere just yet.. I have one more final announcement to make.. and I need you out here... The crowd pops Alexander Pasternak: We'll be right back, lets take one final commercial and when we come back, we'll finish tonight out strong!Lissie continues to highfive some of her fans in the front row and is taking pictures with young female fans as the crowd is HYPE as fuck. We fade to our final commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 10, 2023 18:17:10 GMT -5
The Ending of Monday Night Clash
Alexander Pasternak: Welcome back to Clash, and Lissie, if you don't mind, come on into the ring please for my final announcement!Lissie steps into the ring as we come back to Clash. Alexander Pasternak: I would like to bring out Cruiserweight Champion Serenity Holmes!The crowd reacts as her music hits! Billy: Oh, this must be the internet poll Pasternak ran earlier this week!Chris Avery: I didn't see it! Hmm!Serenity comes out through the curtain moving her Championship belt to her shoulder. She's holding her head just a bit. Billy: And as we saw 3 hours ago, Serenity was attacked with her own Championship belt by Z-mac! Chris Avery: She takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin'!Serenity gets into the ring with Lissie and Pasternak. Lissie and Serenity nod and fist-pound as the crowd pops. Alexander Pasternak: Now, earlier this week I ran an internet poll asking for two challengers to step up for a Tag Team Championship match in the near future..The crowd buzzes.. Alexander Pasternak: And your names were at the top! Well, near the top! A lot of people were voting for 2 dead guys, but.. I'm going to make it official!The crowd pops! Billy: OH?! Alexander Pasternak: The Tag Team Champions Ban Bros will defend their titles against YOU TWO, Serenity Holmes and Lissie Hope at Guts/Glory on July 30th live in Denver, Colorado!The crowd reacts as Lissie and Serenity smile! "The Pursuit of Vikings" by Amon Amarth hits the PA system.
Chris Avery: BUSINESS IS ABOUT TO PICK UP!Everyone in attendance collectively loses their shit. Odin Balfore and Corey Black walk out on stage in matching black, red and white colored gear. Odin's a full getup of boots, pants and double strap singlet. Corey's the usual bicycle shorts and kickpads. They begin walking down the ramp.. Serenty and Lissie go side by side and welcome the challenge.. Billy: The Tag Team Champions! Ban Bros! They're on their way to the ring!The Ban Bros get into the ring as Odin steps over the top rope and Black hops over the ropes and the four superstars go face to face in the middle of the ring! Billy: OHHHHH YEAH!! CAN YOU FEEL THE EXCITEMENT?! THE ENERGY?! THIS IS INTENSE!Chris Avery: SERENITY! LISSIE! BLACK! ODIN! THE TAG TITLES ON THE-Just then the lights begin to flicker. Billy: What the hell?!Two figures come through the curtain and stand on the stage. Chris Avery: What is this? The figures stand next to each other as the spotlights come on and we can see it's Bozo and his sidekick Marshall. Billy: What the hell? What is Bozo doing out here?Bozo kneels down and puts his finger tips on to the stage below him. He runs his fingers over the steel grate and nods his head up and down. The spooky music goes away and the spotlights just stay on. Marshall reaches into a small bag he has on his back and pulls out another small marble like bag. Bozo reaches into the bag as Marshall kneels down and removes some of the grate flooring on the stage. Billy: What is he doing?!Chris Avery: I'm not sure, Billy. This is odd.Bozo pulls his hand out of the small marble bag and has bright neon green and blue dust in his hand. Bozo stands above the hole in the stage as Marshall drops down on his knees and pulls out a book. Chris Avery: What the hell is going on?The book reads "C. Hawkins Crafting". Marshall begins to read out of it as Bozo sprinkles the two different colored dust into the hole. Billy: This is so strange. This is ... What is this?Just then a bright red light shoots from under the stage through the hole. Chris Avery: What the? How did he do that?Marshall continues reading out of the book and closes it tight. He holds the book to his forehead as he begins repeating a 5 word sentence. Bozo rubs his hands together over the hole in the stage and brings his hands apart.. Bozo claps his hands once and the light flickers from under the stage. Billy: What?Bozo claps his hands a second time and the light goes out and then comes right back on shooting even brighter. Marshall gets up and slowly creeps behind Bozo.. Billy: Wait, if he's scared of .. what the hell is going on?!Chris Avery: I DONT KNOW!Bozo smiles as he claps his hand a third time over the hole. A BLAST OF FIRE SHOOTS OUT FROM THE HOLE!
Billy: HOLY SHIT!The lights in the arena flicker as Bozo and Marshall are now stumbling back into the ActionTron video screen. They've taken a few steps back from the hole as the fire slowly dies out and the light shooting from under the stage into the hole begins to flicker. Bozo is looking at the hole almost as if he's shocked at what he just did. Chris Avery: I don't g-Billy: WHAT THE?!The spotlights go out on the stage and just then two figures slowly begin raising from the hole under the stage. The arena begins to roar at whatever this is... The figures are finally standing on the stage and the lights flicker in the arena and come back on. Bozo and Marshall's jaw drops. We're looking at Raging Dead and Der Metzger standing on the stage.
The five people in the ring.. Lissie and Serenity's jaws are dropped. Corey Black and Odin look at each other before looking back at Raging Dead and Der Metzger on the stage. Alexander Pasternak is rubbing his eyes and steps back. The crowd is chanting.. HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT
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Der Metzger and Raging Dead slowly look at each other and then look back at the ring. Billy: WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!Monday Night Clash goes off the air.
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