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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:37:29 GMT -5
After a 2 minute video showcasing and reflecting on everything that happened last week, pyro shoots off inside the arena in Mexico as we're on a Super Clash this Monday! The rosters are combined for one giant 4 hour block of television! Pyro blasts have faded out and we cut to our announcers! Billy: WELCOME EVERYONE TO MONDAY NIGHT CLASH! LIIIIIIIIIIIVE FROM MEXICO CITY!Chris Avery: WE HAVE A STACKED CARD FOR YOU TONIGHT! NIGHT ONE OF TRIOS! A MEXICO STREET FIGHT BETWEEN TEO BLAZE AND TREY BOUCHET! AND SO! MUCH! MORE!Billy: WE HEARD WALTER IS IN THE HOUSE AND AFTER CLASH 100 I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SORT OF DESTRUCTION IS UPON US!Chris Avery: ALMOST EVERY MATCH TONIGHT FEELS LIKE A MAIN EVENT, THE NEW WORLD CHAMPION, THE NEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION AND THE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS ARE IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT!The lights go out in the arena as the synths of “Midnight City” by M83 begin. Billy: Whats this?!Footage of the Stock Exchange floor, taxis bustling through the streets of Manhattan, and corporate training stock footage featuring suited individuals in white masks flash across the screen. As the drums hit, the lights flash white in rhythm, and as the song kicks into gear the images are devoured and replaced by a massive swarm of scarabs emanating from a white mask in the center. The Philidor Holdings, LLC logo is displayed as the curtains part. The seven members all enter wearing their white Tragedian masks, though all but the two massive men quickly remove them. Ash Blake sits upon the shoulders of one of them men, holding the Television Championship in the air. Cranley, Shaw, and Mudd grin like hyenas, slapping hands and clapping each other on the back. Derrick Vayden takes up the rear, a reluctant smile on his face. Billy: Look at this group. So smug, all of ‘em.Chris Avery: Wouldn’t you be if you just took out two of the biggest stars in Action Wrestling?When the entourage reaches the ring, Peter Garvey leans forward to let Ash off his shoulders and onto the apron as Samson reaches up and pulls the middle rope down to allow her entrance. Mudd, Cranley, and Shaw slide into the ring from various sides as Vayden climbs the stairs and wipes his feet on the apron before entering. The two members of the HR Department enter last, keeping close to Ash and handing her a microphone as she takes center stage, approaching a draped pedestal in the center of the ring. Ash Blake: Friends, romans, countrymen, lend me your ears!The Mexico City crowd erupts with a chorus of boos! Ash shakes her head, concealing a grin. Ash Blake: Y'know, that wasn't exactly a call for response.Another wave of boos. Ash Blake: Never-the-less, it would seem that in the mess and spectacle, the pomp and circumstance of our formal introduction just one week ago, the message was lost. Of course, I should've known that would be the case. We get so caught up in the moment, the pandemonium, the bombs falling from the sky and viscera exploding upwards to meet them, that the gnawing raison d'etre just slips away. Out of sight, out of mind.Another chorus of boos for good measure. Billy: What in the sam hell is she on about?Chris Avery: I would say she’s gone mad with power but she’s always kind of been like this...Ash Blake: So maybe we should take this a moment to refocus, to re-align ourselves with the forces at play and lay out the consequences of this roster's actions in recent memory. Because remember, we couldn't have done any of this without you. Every broken prop, every brawl that arena security couldn't contain, every expensive piece of equipment our esteemed former World Heavyweight Champion burst through like drywall brought us all just one step closer to this moment. To this reckoning. And for all your hard work, I think you deserve the chance to see the fruits of your labor. Peter? Show 'em.Peter Garvey lifts the draped fabric off the pedestal. Beneath is revealed the All-In Briefcase, now tastefully branded with the Philidor Holdings logo. Ash turns to Shaw and motions in presentation. Shaw crosses and grasps the briefcase, lifting it triumphantly over his head. Billy: Wow!Chris Avery: That is very impressive, I can’t lie.Ash steps aside and offers the microphone to the rest of her team. Vayden holds a hand up, politely declining, as Cranley swaggers forward and snatches it. He loops arms around the necks of Shaw and Mudd, Shaw quickly unlooping himself. Cranley glares at him for a moment before pulling Mudd in with him as he speaks into the microphone dangling from his hand next to his face. Cranley: Hey Shaw, just to make sure, I wouldn’t be wearing that and I don’t like you.Noris points to Shaw beside him, who rolls his eyes, mouthing ‘I don’t like him either’ while pointing back. Cranley: Yes. Philidor Holdings has acquired the most viral and online sensation who recently became the new and defending Pure Champion, Noris Cranley. When Philidor Holdings made the offer, I couldn’t turn it down despite the names already in. I am The Influencer and where opportunity provides a chance to prove why I am the most watched individual in Action Wrestling today, I had to take it. Ever since then, my social media has been blowing up and it’s been a pleasure watching you all contribute because that’s all you ever do. You all contribute and I get paid at the end of the day which means that Noris Cranley has solidified himself with the most dominant faction in all of Action Wrestling!Billy: They just formed! How could they be dominant already?!Chris Avery: Well, they have a chance to prove it in this trios tournament.Noris hands the microphone over to Carter Shaw as the crowd responds in a loud mixed reaction. He nods while looking around to the fans. Shaw: I understand the uncertainty you all view this with. I understand that some of you don’t like me very much based on the sole fact that I decided to agree to this partnership. Your questions are fair, but let me ask you all a question...what if it was Walter?A buzz starts around the crowd in confusion as Shaw lets a moment of silence build the wonder. Shaw: What if, last week, at the end of Clash 100, when Philidor security started making its impactful statement after the World Championship match concluded and unveiled to the world who was involved...what if it was Walter that had won beforehand? What if the mongrel, the scum of the Earth piece of shit Walter had kept the title? Would you have been so angry at the beatdown? But because it was Corey Black’s moment, a dream ending to Clash 100...WE become the scum of the Earth. If Walter had won, we would be heroes. But because Corey Black won that World Championship, it was a tragedy...just think about that.His eyes squint tight as he looks around the crowd some more, handing the microphone back over to Noris. Cranley: Because that’s what they do best Shaw! They choose their heroes and when they do, all of their past sins and mistakes have been wiped away. We made a plan that was set in stone and it didn’t matter who became World Champion, what mattered was us taking the atmosphere and ripping every breath from you all. Philidor Holdings is not the enemy, it is the next stage of evolution in Action Wrestling and evolution does not care about your feelings, it only cares about the strongest leading the pack. Considering that the strongest had fallen the moment he became World Champion, Corey Black may not be the one to lead this company at all.Jim: Ya know, money is goddamn powerful. It makes ya feel good, opens you up to a whole world of possibilities. It’s somethin’ I wasn’t ever meant to have and now..I have a whole hell of a lot of it and if that means I got stand up here and exchange pleasantries with people I’d never consider friends otherwise, then you best believe that I’m here for it. The first step was sendin’ a message to Walt and Corey. Next, it’s everyone else.Mud pulls Shaw in and plants a stank ass kiss on Cranley’s glistening dome. Jim: I love you, ya bald bastard.Shaw reaches over, asking for the mic one more time from Mud. He happily obliges, as Shaw takes a step out towards the ropes with it. Shaw: And you all wanna know why I didn’t cash in the All-In briefcase as we ALL stood tall over your new World Champ?He looks down at the new briefcase in his hand. Shaw: Your World Champion has some power, sure. Corey Black is the GOD, right? He deserved that main event last week and he deserves the gold he now holds in his hands. But in the balance of World Champ and All-In briefcase holder...Do I even need to explain where the real power lies? I don’t need to watch my back each and every single week in fear of someone taking my briefcase. Corey Black, however, does not have that gift of lack of concern. He has to keep this briefcase in the back of his head every single Clash. He has to keep ME in the back of his head. The real power isn’t in the World Championship. The POWER is in the ability to TAKE that World Championship at any point in time. That’s a power that belongs to Philidor.Carter Shaw slowly lifts the brand new briefcase in the air over his head as he speaks the last few words, this time bringing down more boos than cheers. He slowly reaches behind him to hand the microphone to Noris Cranley one more time. Cranley: Philidor Holdings has come for a corporate takeover! For years, we’ve had to watch Action Wrestling struggle to keep the company safe and sound when it has allowed many inconspicuous things to unfold under management’s poor performance of maintaining peace. Where Torture and Gravedigger, two selfish men had succumbed to corruptive power used their abilities to hold Action Wrestling hostage for their own agendas, all of that ends tonight! We are here for one reason and that is to restore balance through terminal cleaning of everyone who has ever disgraced this ring, and this company. The days of freedom are over, welcome to the era of a monarchy set to rule Action Wrestling as we see fit and we damn sure will do it without any significant opposition in our way!The three are cut off as the massive paw of Samson Saltair falls on Cranley’s shoulder. The color briefly flushes from his face before an apologetic smile returns. He sheepishly offers the microphone which Peter Garvey snaps up and turns back to Ash. Billy: ...That guy is genuinely scary.Chris Avery: Terrifying.Ash Blake: Action Wrestling, I wish it didn't have to go like this. But, you left us no choice. This is not a tragedy, it's not an accident. It's simply a harsh and inconvenient reality ensuing. And for those of you not so stubborn to stand against us? Why not start your new life today?She smiles as Peter and Samson lift her up onto their shoulders, parading her out of the ring as Shaw, Cranley, and Vayden follow. Shaw holds the All-In briefcase high in the air once more as Cranley does the same with his AW Pure Title. Mudd jumps around behind them, gesticulating like a methed-out hype man as the four follow Ash and the HR Department out of the ring. At the top of the ramp, the two men turn to allow Ash to look back at the ring one last time, a stare of cold confidence on her face. We fade into a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:39:29 GMT -5
Randy Buster vs. Blaze Freya
The arena darkens and fans erupt into loud cheers as “Collapsing” by Demon Hunter blasts through the speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid succession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as none other than The Blackpool Bombshell herself, Blaze Freya comes out from behind the curtain, walking backwards onto the stage with a charismatic strut. Her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten to reveal her gorgeous face as she removes the hood, headbanging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roar of the crowd, feeding off of their excitement then rolls her shoulders a few times, sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring, humping it briefly. Blaze then leans back on her knees running her fingers through her long black hair, flirtatiously winking at the nearest camera before standing up to her feet and walking back to her corner to await her opponent with a determined look on her face. Billy: Another match for this newcomer!Chris Avery: Right on!The arena darkens and fans erupt into loud cheers as “Collapsing” by Demon Hunter blasts through the speakers. Red, pink and purple lights flicker on and off in rapid succession creating a beautiful strobe effect over the stage as none other than The Blackpool Bombshell herself, Blaze Freya comes out from behind the curtain, walking backwards onto the stage with a charismatic strut. Her black hood covers her lowered head until she spins around triggering the lights to brighten to reveal her gorgeous face as she removes the hood, headbanging with the fans a bit. She nods in approval hearing the roar of the crowd, feeding off of their excitement then rolls her shoulders a few times, sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the center of the ring, humping it briefly. Blaze then leans back on her knees running her fingers through her long black hair, flirtatiously winking at the nearest camera before standing up to her feet and walking back to her corner to await her opponent with a determined look on her face. Billy: And here comes Randy Buster! An old vet who had a huge moment at Clash 100!Chris Avery: Former World Champion Sidney J. Warwick came out to help him fiend off Talent Enhancers!Ding ding ding! Buster and Blaze fire off at each other but Blaze ducks underneath and hits the ropes catching Buster with a leg scissor takedown! Buster gets back to his feet and Blaze hits a clothesline stumbling him backwards against the ropes! She hits a knife edge chop and whips him to the ropes where he bounces off and she hits a flying crossbody! She pins! One! Two! Buster kicks out! Blaze is up and moves to the turnbuckles and jumps off the second turnbuckle and lands on Busters shoulder with both of her knees and takes him down! She hooks a leg for a cover! One! Two! Buster kicks out! Blaze is back up and waits for him to get to his feet, she picks him up but he floats over as agile as he can be and shoves her into the turnbuckles but she climbs up and moonsaults back and lands on her feet behind him! She hits a backstabber! Buster rolls to his stomach and she hits a jumping leg drop to the back of his head! She hooks another leg! One! Two! Buster kicks out! Billy: I thought she had him!Chris Avery: It was close!Buster is lifted back up and she has him in a headlock! Wearing and tearing him down! She backs him up to the turnbuckles and goes for a running bulldog but Buster stops her! She backs Buster up and goes for another bulldog but Buster stops her again! Shes lifted off her feet and Buster slams her down ass first on his knee! She flies forward into the turnbuckles! She turns around and Buster hits a body splash! Crowd comes alive! Billy: Buster firing back!She stumbles out of the corner and Buster picks her up and hits a big scoop slam! Chris Avery: Oh yeah!Buster gets to his feet and she stumbles back up and Buster hits a pretty slow but effective 360 discus clothesline knocking her down! The crowd pops again as he's twirling his finger in the air and signaling for the Brain Buster! He lifts her up and goes for it but she rolls him up! One! Two! Buster kicks out! Blaze gets to her feet and rushes over but Buster ducks and she crashes into the turnbuckles chest first! She turns around! Buster hits the Brain Buster in the middle of the ring! Billy: Thats it!Chris Avery: Its over!One! Two! Three! Billy: Randy Buster is victorious again!Chris Avery: I love it!Metallica hits and Buster leans against the ropes feeling pretty happy and smiling with the crowd. Billy: This old dude sure can rock it, still!Chris Avery: Damn right, I was thinking of inviting him to Avery Wrestling School for some seminars!Billy: Randy Buster wins again in Action Wrestling, putting together quite the streak!We fade out as Buster is high fiving some of the old school fans in the front row.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:41:12 GMT -5
"Start Seeing MAX Mahoney"
We're in the middle of a pause in the action when the cameras shift to the backstage area. We're treated to a view of MAX Mahoney walking through a doorway blessed with his name on a placard. He's looking good, he's rocking a leather jacket, his ridiculously tight wrestling trunks with just the right amount of gut protruding out over the top of the waist band. Don't go thinking he's fat though, the dude's got guns and just the right amount of chest hair. Seriously, when the ladies see this guy, they go crazy. Especially older ladies. More specifically, older ladies at bars. Drunk old ladies. Wow. So drunk that they pay his way. It's a shocker that he's even made it here tonight. Considering that he was wasted in Mexico City and has no Passport. Anyway, anyway, digression aside - back to cool wrestler stuff. MAX starts making his way down the hallway and he pulls his wicked cool shades down long enough to wink at the camera. MAX: Tonight, it all begins. Alex Scott thinks he's going to get into my head and he's so wrong he's sitting at negative dollars on an episode of Jeopardy. Seriously, what a rude guy this Alex Scott is - talking to me the way he did. I said mostly nice things about him and this is the treatment I get? Well, if you ask me, if anyone needs to get something beaten into him - it's Alex Scott! And what he needs 'beaten' into him are manners. So, I'm going to do both.MAX flicks the lapels on his leather jacket and it mists droplets of sweat into the air like he's shaking a cold can of Coke in the desert. MAX: This is the beginning of something big. Regardless of how things go down tonight, this is the beginning of the MAX Mahoney ERA at Action Wrestling. I say 'ERA' mostly because I'm still searching for a word that vibes better with my name. MAX Mahoney Era, MAX Mahoney TIME, MAX Mahoney Experience, something like that. I need a thesaurus probably. That aside, tonight, Alex Scott is going to get a taste of his own medicine when I help him get familiar with this FIST!MAX makes a fist and walks past the camera, heading somewhere, potentially aimlessly. He just knows that he needs to keep walking to keep the intimidation factor up. All of the most imposing figures in history really knew how to walk away. Am I right? Except for historical figures who couldn't walk, but they rolled away, so somehow it was even cooler. Before MAX vanishes, he turns around abruptly and snaps his fingers. He barks, MAX: MAX Mahoney MILLENIUM! That's it! The MAX Mahoney Millenium! Alliteration is the best.Then he finally vanishes.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:42:16 GMT -5
Red White and Blue Are In A Match!
Adilene Floyd: The following contest is a Mexican Deathmatch and is for the Mexican Tag team titles, introducing the Challengers from Mexico City Mexico, they are Parkman and Parkman junior. JJ Biggs: Here comes the father son team, Parkman is a legend here in Mexico, and vowed earlier to bring the tag titles back to the Mexican people.Adilene: And their opponents they are the reigning Mexican tag team champions Red, White and Bruised. Karlie and Nikki make their way to the ring ignoring the boos of the Mexican fans. Jimmy Garcia: Karlie and Nikki have entered hostile territory here tonight.The referee raises the title belts then gives them to ringside attendant and calls for the bell Karlie and Nikki jump Parkman and Parkman jr from behind and beat the living hell out of them, Nikki tosses Parkman out of the ring. Karlie picks Parkman Jr. up and cracks him with a headbutt she whips jr into the opposite corner and follows in with a huge clothesline Jr falls into the corner, Karlie chokes him with her boot Parkman comes to the aid of his clubbing Karlie across the back Karlie engages Parkman is strikes as Nikki chokes Jr with a kendo stick. Karlie whips Parkman with the ropes Parkman ducks the clothesline attempts and springboards off the ropes with a back elbow that drops Karlie. Parkman pumps up the fans as Karlie stumbles to her feet parkman connects with a spinning heel kick. Jr and Nikki are fighting outside the ring, Jr whips Nikki into the crowd barrier he charges towards Nikki both eats a big boot Nikki lifts Jr and drops him chest first on the barrier. Parkman attempts to pick Karlie up only to be dropped by a low blow. Nikki hits Jr with a steel chair laying him out then tosses him back in the ring. Parkman struggles to his feet as Karlie kneels in the corner, he turns as Karlie charges out of the corner and destroys him with Unsportsmanlike conduct. Nikki meanwhile has set up a table in the corner, she sits on the top rope as Karlie lifts jr. Nikki delivers the bitch bomb on Jr. through the table. Karlie delivers a second unsportsmanlike conduct to Parkman then smirks as she hooks him and delivers the upper body injury they taunts the crowd as the referee begins his count. One Two Three Four Five The crowd began to try and encourage the Parkmans. Junior stumbles to his feet and is dropped by the kick of perfection.. Karlie delivers an upper body injury to Parkman on a steel chair. The referee counts to ten , the crowd boo as Red White and Bruised are announced as the winners. They take their titles and exit, then stop as the crowd begin to cheer, the turn around to see the parkmans getting to their feet, Nikki and Karlie enter the ring and lay them out nailing them with the Mexican tag team titles, then begins to remove the parkman’s masks, Hilda cuts off several wrestlers trying to enter the ring, karlie and Nikki remove the Parkman’s mask to the boos of the crowd. Karlie and Nikki make their way up the ramp and stand at the top posing with their opponents masks before exiting the arena. JJ Biggs: What a total disgusting act by Red White and Bruised, they just spit on the entire history of Lucha Libre and the culture of Mexican wrestling.Jimmy Garcia: The mask is sacred to luchadores, and your right this is totally disgusting and disrespectful.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:46:19 GMT -5
Lost Breed's Matthias Mintzel and NATE
We’re backstage in Matthias Mintzel’s locker room where he’s stretching before his trios match tonight. There’s a knock on the door. A staff member from the arena is standing there with a huge parcel, taller even than Matthias. Matthias Mintzel: What the fuck is this?The staff member is English and speaks with a broad Yorkshire accent, surprisingly. Staff Member: It’s addressed to you Mr Mintzel. It’s come direct from the USA Matthias Mintzel: It’s not gonna explode is it?The staff member shrugs his shoulders, Matthias nods and he walks off, Matthias goes to drag it into the room but it’s far too heavy. Matthias’ heart sinks, he knows exactly what’s inside. He unwraps it, and sure enough in the crate is NATE. NATE: HighMatthias Mintzel: Why didn’t you just come on a plane like a normal person?NATE: Eye Dyd Kum On A PlaynMatthias Mintzel: In the passengers seats.NATE: Eyem Band Fromm MeksikoMatthias doesn’t really know what to say, shockingly enough he’s managed OK in his time in Mexico without his bodyguard’s protection. NATE: Eyem Eksited 2 B Ringsied 4 Owr Mach 2 NytMatthias Mintzel: Our match?NATE: Owr Teem Da Lossd BriedMatthias Mintzel: You’re not in The Lost Breed NATE.NATE looks sad. NATE: Butt Eye FortMatthias Mintzel: Thought what? People like David Sanchez, James Nightingale and Claire Hawkins would want you on their side? That’s your problem, when you think stupid things pop into your brain.NATE: Eye Fort Wi Wer A TeemMatthias Mintzel: We’ve never been a team, I agreed to employ you and that was it.NATE: Amm Eye Stil Yor Bod E Gard An Yoo Arr Mi MentawMatthias looks at poor NATE who looks devastated by the news he’s not in The Lost Breed and, from nowhere, a pang of sympathy hits him. Matthias Mintzel: Yes NATE, you’re still my bodyguard, I’m still training you aren’t I?NATE: Eye Nyoo Yoo Wood Olwaze B Mi Bessd FrendMatthias Mintzel: I will never be your best friend, now stand outside and keep guard… in case… the cartels come for me…NATE: Yess Bos Eye Wil Kiip U SayfMatthias slams the door closed as NATE dutifully takes his post.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:48:03 GMT -5
Kolya vs. Jim Mud
Adilene Floyd: And introducing, from Chelyabinsk, Russia, weighing in at 200 lbs...Kolya!As the music hits Kolya sprints down the ramp to the ring with a wide grin, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He takes a lap around the ring to slap more hands. No one seems to be as happy to be there as he is. He sprints to the ring and slides smoothly under the bottom rope, rolling forward to his feet. He takes the top of the turnbuckle in one leap and again axknowledes the crowd. He lraps gracefully off the turnbuckle and uses the ropes to warm up as he waits for the match to start. Jimmy Garcia: This should be an interesting match up!The stage lights dim dramatically as a single bass note echoes through the arena, a large wave of boos rushing over as the speakers fall silent for a moment before the full bass line to My Name is Mud kicks in. When the full instrumental kicks in, Jim Mud pushes through the curtain and takes his place center stage, staring ahead with the camera zooming in to focus on dilated dark pupils. The audience litters the stage, entrance ramp, and ringside area with trash in disapproval as Jim continues his march, stepping slowly down the aisle. He steps through the ropes and takes a deep, eyes closed inhale before returning his gaze to the hard cam as he waits for the opening bell. JJ Biggs: Philidor Sponsored Jim Mud, he showed up at Clash 100 with the rest of them and showed their hand if you will.Jimmy Garcia: I couldn't believe what we saw!DING DING DING Kolya comes over and grabs Mud but Mud hangs onto the ropes and elbows Kolya away and then hits a spear and starts punching at him! Kolya rolls out of the ring to get away and Mud follows after him! He grabs Kolya and throws him into the steel steps! Mud rolls into the ring but breaks the count and rolls right out of the ring and picks up Kolya and drops him on the steel steps! Jimmy Garcia: Mamma Mia Mamma MYA!Kolya is lifted to his feet and whipped into the railing! Mud walks over and stomps on him a few times and rolls back into the ring and rolls right back out. He breaks the count again and he puts his foot to the throat of Kolya and starts choking him out! The ref is trying to stop him but Mud doesn't want to fucking stop. He lets go of the choke with his boot and slaps Kolya a few times and then picks him up and hits a suplex on the outside! JJ Biggs: Damn! This Mud feels like a whole new person!Mud rolls in the ring to break the count and rolls back out and picks up Kolya and throws him into the ring. Mud slides in and rolls him up. One! Two! Kolya kicks out! Mud gets frustrated and whips him into the corner and Mud rushes in but Kolya charges out and hits a slingblade! Mud gets back to his feet and Kolya hits another slingblade! Mud gets to his feet again but Kolya hits a scoop slam! Mud is down and Kolya bounces to the top turnbuckles and hits a split legged moonsault! Kolya pins! One! Two! Th- MUD kicks out! Jimmy Garcia: Kolya almost had it done!Mud rolls out of the ring as Kolya gets out to follow him and Mud rolls back in! Kolya rolls into the ring and Mud drops a knee to the back of his head! JJ Biggs: OHHH he set that one up!Mud picks up Kolya and hits a stiff DDT in the middle of the ring! Jimmy Garcia: God damn!Kolya is lifted up and Mud hits the stiffest headbutt we've ever seen! Jimmy Garcia: GOD GOD ALMIGHTY!JJ Biggs: Leaving Chiefhawk!Kolya crumbles down and Mud pins. One! Two! Three! DING DING DING Jimmy Garcia: The Philidor Holdings Jim Mud picks up a win here tonight!JJ Biggs: I'm not sure if I'm scared of this Jim Mud or he's completely unhinged, but my god, this is insane.Jimmy Garcia: Philidor Holdings off to a hot start tonight..We fade out.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:49:34 GMT -5
WILD CARD ENTRY: STUART SLANE
#11 SEED: CARTER SHAW
TURMOIL FIRST ROUND KICKS OFF ON MONDAY, NOVEMBER 2nd!
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:51:40 GMT -5
Part One of the Great Sandwich Feud
We open back to the AW ring after break where the music for Orret “the Time Bandit” cuts off, right as he takes up the mic. Next to him, in towering fashion, stands his oversized private investigator, Detective Debose, holding a list of names—as promised last week—for Orret to read aloud to the crowd. Orret: What a day to be in Mexico! I swore after what happened in the 70’s with Santa Ana’s leg, and other transactions, I’d never step a foot past Chihuahua… but, here we are, Action Wrestling.That cheap pop works to stunning effect. Orret basks in the attention while his compatriot remains stoic. Orret: We sold out shares of history on this program, but tonight, Orbids.com makes its historic climb into prime time. That’s right, Action Heroes, and before we can get to the good part. We need to get down to a pressing matter. Something so heinous I can barely put a word to my tongue. A crime many of you might have missed last week in the chaos of Clash 100.There’s a dull silence. Orret: Someone ate the sandwich I was going to sell! This is not going to stand! Tell them Debose.Debose leans down into his mic. Debose: Whoever did this should confess. It’s not cool. Orret: Not cool at all—and I’ll turn on this whole room until I find what villain has wronged me! Debose… the list, for it seems no one is going to make this easy on us.He snatches the folded sheet of college-ruled stationary and puts on a pair of coke bottle glass from inside his jerkin’s pocket. Debose grimaces during the hold procedure, awaiting the names in question as someone would awaiting the results of a blood test—or worse. Orret: We have analyzed over three hours of backstage footage with at least a dozen interviews of staff in and around the event with no conclusion. That left us with no choice but call out three names… and this won’t be pretty because if you are the transgressor—THERE WILL BE GREAT CONSEQENCES!He waits for the stunned audience to quiet down before announcing the first name. Orret: We summon Trey Bouchet!"Higher Ground" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers cues up on the speakers. Trey bounds out with the plexuburance of a St. Bernard broken free of it's tether. He slaps hands with the fans, enters the ring through the steps, and does his "Up but not Over" taunt to the hard camera. Orret and Debose stand still as Trey finishes his play off the crowd, when Debose produces a chair he had propped in the corner. He then powers the smaller man into the chair. Orret snaps his fingers, and with that cue, all the light go out—all except a spotlight focused directly on Trey and the interrogators. Orret: Where were you last week before the show?Trey blinks. Trey Bouchet: The whole week? That's a lot of ground to cover. I'd have to check my plexecutive planner! Oh! But right before the show I was hanging out with my Boo Fabunni. Orret: All right, but why did we catch you on camera snooping around the fridge?Trey Bouchet: Snooping's kind of a loaded term, isn't it? If my lawyer was here they'd no doubt raise an objection. Not that I have a lawyer. Should I get a lawyer? I really don't know how much authority you and High Pockets over there have. You can't arrest me right? I mean, we're in Mexico now anyway, and that seems like it would be out of your jurisdiction. Though I suppose there are plextradition treaties and- Orret: Fine! Fine! But forget what’s these people have to say. Are you, in fact, lying to me? Because you are my prime suspect.Trey Bouchet: Look, here's the deal, Orret: I ate a lot of sandwiches last Monday at Clash 100. Like, an embarrassing amount. Sandwiches are the perfect food. You can have them for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. There's salad sandwiches, soup and sandwiches, even ice cream sandwiches for dessert! I am a sandwich fiend. But I swear, last Monday at Clash 100 I did not eat a sandwich that a Hobo took a bite out of. Even I have my limits. Besides, I'm allergic to mayonnaise. If I ate that sandwich I would have plexhibited swelling in the face and hives. I wouldn't have been fit to compete in that match to become King of Clash 100, a match I almost won! So, there's my alibi, your Honor! The defense rests! These charges should be plexpunged from my record post haste, for I am an innocent man!Chris Avery: Look out!Billy: Orret’s such a trickster! He’s got those brass knuckles!Orret goes into his purse and pulls out a shining pair of brass knuckles. Trey, the right second, ducks the lunging sucker punch. Orret rolls and rebounds off the ropes. Trey Bouchet answers with an exploder suplex that sends the Time Bandit ricocheting off the steel chair and rolling out of the ring. Billy: And there goes Orret “the Time Bandit”!Chris Avery: Don’t blink now. That gorilla Debose is on the attack!That’s when the giant tries to seize him. Trey ducks the monstrous hands going straight for him, and with the ropes—and a huge assist from gravity—double underhook suplexes Debose over the third rope. Billy: Shitfire! He just suplexed that giant man! How did he do that!?!Chris Avery: Expert reversal from the master of a 1000 suplexes.He celebrates in the ring to his theme while Orret and Detective Debose argue up the ramp. Billy: Well that didn’t go to plan.Chris Avery: The honor of the suplex goes above all. Words never truly spoken, Billy.Billy: Heck yeah, and now Orret needs to refine his search. Because I doubt they’ll try and surprise someone like Trey Bouchet again.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:54:22 GMT -5
Jaice Wilds Has To Say Goodbye..
We open up in the office of Alexander Pasternak, the Monday Night Clash General Manager. Jaice is standing in front of him with a disappointed face. Pasternak puts his hands on his own hips. Alexander Pasternak: I think its time, Jaice. You gotta do it.Jaice sighs heavily and turns around to face the dozen or so children he has dressed in Army clothes. Jaice Wilds: I hearby formally announce as it's my official decision... and therefor I must conclude, and state that the conclusion I've come to..Alexander Pasternak: Come on, Jaice!Jaice turns around to face Pasternak with a sad face. Alexander Pasternak: Just do it.Jaice turns back towards the kids. Jaice Wilds: You guys are fired.The crowd sort of boos and sighs. The kids all look dejected. The kids all leave the office with their heads hanging down. All but the main child. He stares at Jaice. The two slowly nod and then quickly hug like brothers who have seen some action overseas. Pasternak has the most confused look on his face. The kid pulls apart from Jaice and takes his Army jacket off but Jaice stops him. Jaice Wilds: No, Justin... Keep it.The Army child hugs Jaice one last time. The Army child lets go and salutes Pasternak. Pasternak goes to salute back but then realizes what the fuck is he doing this isn't a real Army this is a god damn kid so he just goes back to confused look again. The child goes to exit the room.. Jaice Wilds: Wait!The child turns back as Jaice goes to his bag. Jaice Wilds: I want you to have something..Jaice pulls out the sickest looking Batman Fedora ever. It's all black firm cotton, it's bright yellow Batman logo from the 50's era, Jaice holds it delicately. The childs eyes brighten up.. Justin: Are you sure?!Jaice Wilds: Yeah, this Batman Fedora got me a lot of girls. 2 of them... I hope it does for you what it did for me.Jaice hands it to the Child who takes it like it's the most delicate item in the world. Pasternak standing behind them mouths "what... the... fuck.." Jaice stands straight up and salutes the Child one last time. The child salutes back. He leaves the office. Jaice watches him leave as the camera pans in slowly on Jaice. Jaice Wilds: Grow up, my son... No fear.Alexander Pasternak: Jaice.. JAICE.Jaice snaps out of it and turns back towards Pasta. Alexander Pasternak: We have some room in the budget, if you can hire actual security, that'd be great. That's all. With this Philidor stuff, Walter stuff, Lost Breed, god, it's like I'm starting to lose control. Just do your best and if ya can, beef up a real team.Jaice Wilds: Sure, boss. I'm gonna take a walk..Pasternak turns to his laptop, as Jaice leaves the office to collect his thoughts.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:56:07 GMT -5
Dionysus vs Nidrah
Billy: A bear, Chris! He wrestled a bear!Chris Avery: Be that as it may, I’m not sure Dionysus is quite the same competitor he once was.Billy: A FREAKIN’ BEAR CHRIS!In the ring stands Dionysus, looking as powerful as ever, albeit in somewhat of a haze. He’s snapped out of it when “Destiny” starts playing and Nidrah comes down to the ring. She high-fives the fans. She enters the ring and poses for the fans and they cheer for her. Adilene Floyd: Ladies and gentlemen from Olympia Washington standing five feet eleven inches and weighing in at one hundred fifty pounds. This is NIDRAH!!! Billy: Shit………….fire.Chris Avery: Umm...nothing has even happened yet, Billy.Billy: Oh something’s happening over here…Chris Avery: What are you talking about?Billy: Look at her!Chris Avery: Okay, take it easy Billy.She turns her attention to Dionysus who nods at her as the referee calls for the bell. The two meet in the center of the ring as Dionysus extends a hand. Nidrah hesitates a moment but then reaches out and shakes it. Chris Avery: His memory might not be great but at least he hasn’t forgotten his manners!They stop the handshake and snap into a collar-elbow tie-up. Without much effort, the much larger Dionysus reels back and shoves Nidrah backwards, rolling. She pops up quickly and they tie up again. This time, Dionysus hoists her and tosses her back into the turnbuckle. Plucky as ever, Nidrah comes charging out and Dionysus clutches at her for another tie up but she ducks under and slips behind him. She hits him with a dropkick to the back of the knee sending him down to one and then plants him face first with a bulldog. Dionysus isn’t down long though and as he gets up Nidrah hits the ropes and jumps at him with a cross body block only to be caught by Dionysus. He holds her for a moment before tossing her over his shoulder and then drilling her into the mat with an air raid siren. Billy: What power by Dionysus!Chris Avery: Into a cover!ONE! TW--Kickout by Nidrah! Billy: A lotta fight in her yet!Dionysus stands up and then drops back down with a fist drop onto the downed Nidrah. Up again and he hits another. Finally, he pulls her back up to her feet and then sends her into the turnbuckle. She stumbles out and he sends her into the opposite one. The time, she stays in and he charges in after her but she hits the mat with a drop toe hold, sending Dionysus’ face slamming into the middle turnbuckle. Dionysus tries to shake it off and is immediately pulling himself up with the corner ropes but the smaller Nidrah comes flying in with an elbow to the back of Dionysus forcing him into the corner again. Now she slaps on a waistlock and drags him to the center of the ring. Nidrah goes for a german suplex but Dionysus bears down and she can’t get him up. She strains again but just can’t get Dionysus up. Billy: This has gotta be the first time Nidrah has ever had a problem getting a man up!Chris Avery: Thanks, Jerry.Dionysus reaches down and breaks the waist lock by slowly pulling apart her hands, simply overpowering Nidrah. Her arms shake as Dionysus spreads them out and then suddenly connects with a vicious back elbow to Nidrah’s face. He turns, grabs her, and nearly breaks her in half with an STO backbreaker. He covers her again. Billy: ONE!TWO! THREENO! Nidrah got a shoulder up! Chris Avery: This man is nearly twice her size and she’s taking everything he’s giving her!Billy: Yeah she looks like she can really take it!Chris Avery: Is this what we’re doing now, Billy? C’mon…Billy: I’m just saying. I heard that when Torture signed her contract he had to take a half hour break! For some, uh, one-handed research!Chris Avery: WE ARE ON CBS, BILLY!Billy: Two and a Half Men was VERY risque!Dionysus can’t believe Nidrah kicked out again and picks her back up and calls for his spinning death valley driver. Chris Avery: FINAL CURTAIN TIME!He gets her up on his shoulders as the crowd roars and he pauses a moment. Then as he goes to drive her into the mat, Nidrah slips off into a DDT position and uses all his momentum to drive his head directly into the mat. Billy: WHAT A REVERSAL! SHE THROWS A HAND OVER DIONYSUS!ONE! TWO! THRICKOUT BY DIONYSUS! HE JUST BARELY KICKED OUT! Dionysus is still out, seemingly having kicked out on instinct alone. Nidrah heads to the top rope and then dives down onto Dionysus with a moonsault and another pin. ONE! TWO! Kick Out by Dionysus! Chris Avery: That one wasn’t nearly as close, looks like Dionysus is coming to.Billy: Speaking of com--Chris Avery: NO!In the ring, Nidrah has gotten to the second rope and is measuring Dionysus who is now getting to his feet. The moment he does, she sends him back down with a nasty blockbuster. She immediately follows him to the mat and goes to lock on a half nelson which she gets and then she grabs that dangling arm. Chris Avery: Nidrah-mission! She’s got it! This move is inescapable! But Dionysus is scooting away, not allowing her to get the bodylock with her legs she needs to finish this match! She’s holding onto that half nelson now as Dionysus fights to his feet. He’s up now and she hops on his back with the half nelson still applied!Billy: I’ve never been jealous of Dionysus’ back before!Chris Avery: Dionysus just SLAMMED himself backfirst into the corner crushing Nidrah between the turnbuckles and himself! She releases the hold and slumps into the corner.Billy: Hands of Aggression!Dionysus nails her with a nasty six punch combo in the corner. Her knees buckle but before she can lose her feet Dionysus hoists her up to the top rope. He softens her up with a couple of right hands before climbing to the second rope himself. Chris Avery: A precarious position! Dionysus nails her with another right hand and then throws her arm over his head. He’s got set up for a superplex.Chris Avery: He’s pulling out all the stops to finish the job on Nidrah!He hoists her up over head and begins to fall backward but she manages to shift her weight and slide down into a cross body position falling right onto him. Dionysus hits the mat with Nidrah on top of him. Chris Avery: Another reversal! And another pin!ONE! TWO! Billy: Kickout by Dionysus!Chris Avery: Nidrah slaps the mat in frustration but is slow to get to her feet. Dionysus joins her on his feet but is met with a haymaker by Nidrah! Answered by a right hand from Dionysus! Another haymaker from Nidrah! Dionysus cocks back for another but she ducks it and hits another haymaker on Dionysus! He stumbles back to the ropes but comes firing back with a clothesline! She ducks under and slips behind him and goes for that half nelson again!Billy: NIDRAH-MISSION!Chris Avery: Dionysus grabs her wrist before she can lock it in! He spins out of it, still holding her wrist then yanks her back in and ABSOLUTELY DECAPITATES HER with a clothesline!Billy: GRAPEVINE! GRAPEVINE!Chris Avery: He hooks the leg!ONE! TWO! THREE! Billy: Nidraaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! NOOOOO!Chris Avery: A solid return here by Dionysus who rolls off of Nidrah and struggles to his feet to have his hand raised by the referee!Billy: But what a showing by Nidrah! I can’t wait to see more of her! If you kno--Chris Avery: Yes we all know what you mean, Billy.As the horny police close in on Billy’s location, “Bazelgeuse” hits the speakers and Dionysus begins making his way back up the ramp.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 17:56:28 GMT -5
Do Not Get Too Excited, All Will Be Made Clear
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:01:08 GMT -5
Stella Slater Introduction!
We cut backstage where Jenna Bauer is waiting for the AW universe with a bright-whitey smile! Jenna Bauer: Viva Mexico!The Mexico City crowd cheers. Jenna Bauer: Amigos and Amigas, please join me in welcoming Stella Slater, a newcomer to the CrusierClash division.The crowd gives the buxom blonde a decent pop as she steps into frame, towering over Jenna by at least six inches. Stella is draped in full Girl Scout regalia complete with heaps and heaps of merit badges and patches, and is standing at parade rest position. She smiles pleasantly. Stella Slater: Thank you, Ms. Bauer, but please refer to me as Scoutmaster Slater.Some cat-calls ring in from the males when they hear the slight, sweet Georgia twang in her voice. Jenna nods. Jenna Bauer: Absolutely. Scoutmaster Slater, would you do the honors of introducing our next guests?Stella’s lips part with a proud grin and nods. The camera shot widens to show a platoon size element of girl scouts. They are also dressed in full Girl Scout attire with heaps and heaps of badges and patches. They are gathered around a long table stacked full with neat and orderly columns of girl scout cookies. The girl scouts are excited and bellow out some “Viva Mexico” and “Hola Mex-he-ko” while waving at the camera. The crowd cheers them on. Stella Slater: These are my scouts from troop 891 out of Georgia.She gives a quick run down of their names and summary of their individual accomplishments. Jenna Bauer: Wow. Very impressive. Seems like we are in the presence of our future doctors, lawyers, and scientists.Stella, back to the parade rest stance, nods in agreement. Stella Slater: Or future Presidents of the United States and Senators.Jenna Bauer: I can definitely see that happening. So, Scoutmaster Slater, it was rumored that you’re an ex-scoutmaster, yet you corrected me on your official title as Scoutmaster Slater, and you have an entire troop here under your command. Care to clear any confusion up that fans might have?Stella Slater: Uhm, it’s complicated.Jenna pauses and waits for Stella to reveal the complications of it, but she doesn’t. There’s an odd moment of silence between them before the GOAT of interviewers moves on. Jenna Bauer: Fair enough. I see you’re selling cookies? Hmm?Stella Slater: Yes ma’am. All wrestlers and staff members are welcome to buy them. It’s for a good cause. Jenna Bauer: Well then, I’ll grab some in a minute. But first, I have to do my job, and ask the hard hitting questions. Starting with why are you here tonight? You’re not scheduled for a match.Stella Slater: Action Wrestling pays for my traveling expenses and I’ve always wanted to work with the Girl Scouts of Mexico, especially now that the Girl Scouts of America are a dying breed due to the evil laws forcing them to merge with the Boy Scouts of America, so I scheduled some segment time with you to facilitate aforementioned travel.Jenna Bauer: Oh, that was pretty slick. You just mentioned Boy Scouts though, and I can’t help but give you fair warning. Stuart Slane and Stella Slater. It’s getting shipped. I’m just letting you know ahead of time.Stella looks at her with genuine plexation. Stella Slater: I’m afraid I don’t understand Ms. Bauer.Jenna giggles, thinking Stella is goofing around. Jenna Bauer: Oh come on. Looking at you is like I’m looking into a mirrored universe or dimension where you are Stuart Slane, just, you know, female of course. Hehehe.Stella looks legitimately befuddled. Jenna is starting to realize Stella isn’t goofing around after all. Jenna Bauer: Well, there’s also the parade rest position you’re standing in. That’s Stuart Slane’s trademark stance.Stella Slater: There’s not a sliver of similarity between myself and Mr. Slane. I have no idea what you are talking about, Ms. Bauer.The pretty interviewer judges Stella briefly, still not sure if this is a low-key bit of trolling by the buxom blonde. Jenna Bauer: Hmm. Interesting then. Others still might give you flak over it, so be ready to weather that storm.Stella Slater: If others want to hurl unfounded accusations against me, then they can be prepared to kiss my a-a-a-Stella stutters, can’t get it out. Jenna Bauer: See? Stuart stutters when trying to say a naughty potty-mouth word too.Stella Slater: A-a-a- Butt! My butt gosh darn it. They can kiss my butt. Next question please.Jenna Bauer: Okay. We haven’t heard the opinions our fresh signees have on the shocking formation of Philidor Holdings at Clash 100. What are your thoughts on it?Stella Slater: Action Wrestling is terribly mismanaged. It’s sad that people have to form factions like Philidor and the Lost Breed due to the lack of competent management. Action Wrestling allowed a murderer to retain employment here and he was awarded a Hardcore title shot which he won. Can you blame people for faction stacking? The only good thing to come from Action Wrestling is that they have more money than all the gods and they bleed it all over the place. I’m here to absorb as much of that “green bleed” as I can so I can help my girl scouts fight the evil laws being placed against them.
Jenna Bauer: That’s certainly a noble reason to go into the Lion's Den. Scoutmaster Slater, can I now trouble you for some girl scout cookies?The girl scouts squeal with joy! Stella smiles and nods. Jenna selects some Caramel Crunch and Peanut Butter Cookie Bears! Jenna Bauer: Ouch! $34 for a six pack? I don’t carry that much cash on me. I’d have to use my card.One of the girl scouts holds out a debit card reader. They are prepared. Jenna chuckles and happily makes the purchase. The girl scouts then point to a sign that reads “Free hugs and a funny joke with each purchase”. They swarm Jenna with a big group hug that makes Jenna smile and just feel so joyful about this interview. Stella Slater: And now for the joke. Where do you take someone who was injured in a peek-a-boo accident?Jenna giggles and shrugs cluelessly. Girl Scouts (in unison): TO THE ICUJenna giggles louder. The whole thing is just too adorable for Jenna and she saunters away grinning but forgetting to close out the interview like she normally does. The scene remains on the girl scouts. When Jenna is gone, Stella huddles with her troops and they giggle mischievously. They take another glance in the direction Jenna left and giggle more mischievously. Stella Slater: Where are we eating tonight, scouts?Girl Scouts (in unison): TORO’S TACO PALACE!Stella signals to them and they pack up their stuff in a quick but efficient way.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:05:05 GMT -5
Sierra HECKIN Silver
(Long live the Reckless and the Brave I don't think I want to be saved My song has not been sung So long live us) As All Time Low begins playing over the arena speakers, green and white lights begin strobing around the arena. The local Mexico City fans erupt into cheers as Sierra runs out onto the stage, waving her diamond sword toy in the air, tracing an “S” in the air similar to Zoro before beginning to bounce down the ramp. She high fives some young fans on her way down before sliding into the ring. She runs over and yells “GIVE ME A MIC BEFORE I DESTROY YOU!” to the timekeeper’s area. Someone takes their sweet time bringing one to her. She snatches it and skips to the center of the ring and begins speaking. Sierra Silver: ¡Hola! ¡Soy yo, Sierra Silver! ¡El supervillano más malvado de la historia de todo!The Mexico City crowd goes bananas for their native tongue. Sierra Silver: Y’know, A LOT of my dad’s family hails from south of the border, I was raised speaking Español as a second language, yet I have NEVER been to Mexico myself until right now! So it’s kinda super duper cool to finally be here!!!Another pop from the crowd. Sierra Silver: But! As cool as it is and as STOKED as I am to be in Mexico, I have some bidness to tend to while I’m here! Now, I’m sure you have all seen me hyping up my super duper wicked cool awesome amazing announcement all week! And I’m also sure that you are just DYING to know what that announcement is!Billy: I hope her announcement is that she’s retiring…Chris Avery: Billy be nice.Billy: What? I saw it on Twitter. Was kinda funny.Sierra Silver: Well! You know how I am one half of the most evilest supervillain group of all time, The Super-Villains in Training, yeah?? Well, I’ve decided I am going to take my training up a notch! How does one do that? By hiring a mentor, of course! And I’ve chosen the evilest of them all! Wanna know who it is??Curious murmurs spread throughout the crowd, Billy: An evil trainer?Chris Avery: Who on earth could it be??Billy: Oh! II bet it’s Thanos!Sierra Silver: Men and gentleladies… Please welcome my brand new EVIL mentor…Sierra makes a grand sweeping motion towards the stage. Anticipation building with each moment passed until... Sierra Silver: WALTER!!!The Mexico City crowd blows the roof off of the arena. They can’t believe it! Billy: WHAT??Chris Avery: The former AW Champion?? THAT Walter?? No way!Silver looks up the ramp expectantly for a few moments until the deafening pop from the crowd dies down. Sierra Silver: I said… my brand new EVIL mentor… the 2020 Havoc Rumble winner, two-time ADub champion… WALTER!!!More cheers from the crowd! Chris Avery: Is he here??Billy: Where is the mongrel??More silence… Sierra looks around awkwardly. Billy: I… don’t think he’s-Clutch’s “Electric Worry” hits, sending the crowd into hysterics again. Chris Avery: Did she actually get Walter to train her?!From behind the curtain steps Etta Bennett with no Beast in tow. She pulls a microphone to her mouth as the crowd quiets and the music fades. Etta: Sarah, listen.Sierra: Sierra!Etta: Don’t care. Listen, we got your d**n emails, letters, and a singing telegram this week. And--interrupt me if I’m wrong here--we ignored the ever-loving s**t out of you in hopes--Sierra (interrupting excitedly): You did! Etta: I do believe I said interrupt me if I’m wrong, which I was not. So why did you flap your gums?Sierra is hesitant to speak again. Etta: You can answer.Sierra: I was just exci--Etta (immediately interrupting): What I’m saying is we ignored you because that is the only response you deserve: none at all. We were hoping for that Tinkerbell effect where you die a slow death without the attention you crave but now you come out here, playin that Mongrel’s music and you think he’s gonna dance? You weren’t worthy a reply all week and you ain’t worth one now.
I’m here to point out that Sarah down there is doing the same d**n thing Philidor did at the end of Clash100. They’re trying to use Walter’s importance here to give them some semblance of meaning, to pretend for two damn seconds that they matter. News for you is that you don’t matter no matter how loud you say his name. And news to Philidor is that they won’t matter in six months time. Your “empire” will be lost to in-fighting or frequent failure or to the collective realization that trains running on time don't mean s**t if nobody likes where they’re going.
So Sarah, let me make it crystal: Walter ain’t training you. His sights are trained on bigger targets.With that Etta turns to walk off the stage but the ever-bubbly Sierra is undeterred. Sierra: How about a match?The crowd murmurs in disbelief and Etta looks back at her incredulously. Billy: WHAT?!Sierra: I’ll prove to Wally that I’m a REAL villain and then he’ll have to train me!Etta: Against all odds, Sarah, you’re stupider than you f***ing look. Walter ain’t gonna take the thirty seconds he’d need to rip your innards through your c**t. He’s got an “empire” to tear down.The crowd boos as “Electric Worry” hits again and Etta walks back behind the curtain. A disappointed but still determined Sierra Silver exits the ring and bounds up the ramp.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:07:58 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:11:04 GMT -5
Well, shit.
The ActionTron snaps to life and we see Etta Bennett for the second time tonight. Etta: Well I can’t guarantee she’s going to heed the warning but I promise it was delivered plain as day. Silver don’t seem the brightest bulb, truth told. So either way, that’s that. What now?The camera pulls out and we see Walter sitting, a folding chair disappearing beneath his massive frame. The crowd boos. Billy: WALTER IS HERE!He utters one word. Walter: Philidor.The crowd gives a loud, albeit mixed reaction. Etta: What’s the plan here? You’re just gonna waddle into their locker room and try to teach whatever the hell lesson you think they need? What, six on one?Walter: Seven.The crowd pops at the thought of the carnage. Chris Avery: He’s going after Philidor! And he doesn’t give a damn about the numbers game!Walter lumbers past her and pulls open the door. On the other side are a sea of security guards--we can make out about a half dozen in the space of the door but the blockade doesn’t seem to end--security guards in polo shirts. One extends a tri-folded piece of paper to Walter. He doesn’t move, eyes locked on the man. Etta grabs the note and skims it. Etta: Aw, f*** off. Walt, these boys say that you're persona non grata on Monday Night Clash if you ain't booked. Something about a “liability” to the property and talent.She holds the paper so he can see it. He glances at it and speaks one word again. Walter: Philidor.He looks up at the men and the few in front place their hands on tasers they have on their belts. One takes it off his belt and presses the button as we hear it zap to life. One of them speaks. Security guard: We’re here to escort you from the premises, Walter. Etta, you can stay if you wish to.Etta: You can suck my c*** if you wish to.She looks up at Walter and shows him The Device, silently offering to unleash him. Walter looks up again at the men and then shakes his head “no” slowly. She puts away the leash. Etta: Alright, we’re going.Walter steps toward the men and they part for him as Etta follows. The duo heads toward the arena exit and the camera can now make out nearly two dozen security guards that were sent to their locker room. Billy: Wow...I can’t believe they’re really leaving. Chris Avery: The Beast is a lot of things, Billy, but dumb isn’t one of them! He’s not about to plow through two dozen guys with tasers!Billy: Says you.Chris Avery: Well we’ve still got plenty more action tonight on--wait a second, what is this.Sierra Silver has bounded into the scene on the ActionTron, holding a giant gift basket as the crowd cheers her appearance. Billy: BE CAREFUL SIERRA!The Super Villain In Training presses the gift basket toward Walter who has stopped walking. Sierra: Wally! I understand you don’t want to train me and Etta said I’ve been SUPER annoying so I just wanted to give you this apology basket!Walter doesn’t move. Etta: Hey you f***in tween t**t, I told you to drop it. One of us is gonna lose our patience in another few shakes.Sierra: This is the last you’ll hear from me, promise! Just open it!Walter still has not moved an inch, his eyes fixed on Sierra. Etta sighs in frustration and takes the basket. Etta: Fine.The basket appears to entail a stuffed animal, some chocolates, and one, single enormous flower. As soon as Etta pulls back the plastic, an absolutely rank odor takes over the entire area. Etta pulls her shirt up over her nose as she drops the basket, the security guards all scatter and one even begins dry heaving. Even Walter winces at the smell. Sierra has placed a clothespin on her nose. Sierra: HA! What Villainy! It’s a corpse flower! HAHA! Sierra Heck’n Silver: SUPERVILLAIN EXTRAORDINAIRE! Now you HAVE to train me bec--With a frightening speed Walter has his hand around Sierra’s neck and has lifted her off the ground entirely. He pulls her to within inches of his face as the crowd gasps. Walter: No.His eyes break from her face; he looks her down and then up again. He pulls his nose to her ear and then inhales deeply, eyes closed. He pulls her back and looks into her eyes again. Walter: A match. Next week.The crowd pops as Sierra squeaks out a response. Sierra: I’m...I’m gonna wear you like a hat.The former World Champion drops her onto her feet and then walks past her as Etta follows. The security guards gather their bearings and begin escorting him again. Ecstatic, Sierra calls after him. Sierra: AND WHEN I WIN YOU HAVE TO TRAIN ME TO BE A SUPER VILLAIN!Without looking back, Etta responds. Etta: Sure, Sarah.Sierra begins celebrating with absolutely cringe-worthy Carlton dance. Chris Avery: I do not believe I would be dancing after getting a match with Walter…Billy: Oh my sweet Sierra!Chris Avery: Well we know she’s been having trouble getting TV time and apparently Walter isn’t going to be allowed in the arena if he’s not booked so...maybe they’re both getting what they want?Billy: Nobody WANTS to be in the ring with that Mongrel!
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:14:34 GMT -5
The United States of Howard Black
The lights in the arena go to black, with only the giant screen above the stage displaying intensifying white streaks as the violins beginning "Endzeit" by Heaven Shall Burn swell. Chris Avery: Wonder who this could be?As the guitar and screams blare through the speakers, words splash themselves across the ActionTron: "It's Such a Long Way Down" From the curtain emerges Howard Black in a black hooded sweatshirt and black wrestling pants. White lions decorate the sides of his legs - a silver crucifix hangs from his neck. In one hand, he carries the United States Championship by one strap, the other loosely dangling at his side. Billy: SHITFIRE! New music for the Champion!Chris Avery: Last week on Clash 100, Howard Black made the impact he outlined in his manifesto, throwing Stuart Slane over the top rope to capture the United States Championship! But he certainly doesn’t look in a celebratory mood.Howard makes his way down the ramp, his eyes focused on the ring and his attention largely removed from the roar of the crowd around him. At the base of the ring, he looks up and stares into the center of the squared circle. The crowd is a mixture of cheers and boos as he slides into the ring and plants the belt under him, pushing off it to stand up. Looking around at the crowd, he lifts the title in the air above his head, his face a mask of grim determination. Billy: Howard Black’s path in AW has been rocky, but THIS was the moment he’d been fighting for. THIS is what we knew he was capable of.Chris Avery: We only have to wonder at what cost.As the music fades, Black raises a microphone to his mouth. Howard Black: No, this is not going to start with a rant about “you ungrateful fans”. I always thought it was funny when someone in this business finally snaps and gives someone in the back the ass kicking they deserve, they feel the need to also turn around and blame the audience. Like it was somehow your fault that Stuart Slane decided to get an attitude or Bonnie Blue would think she’s better than me. Or that Alexander Pasternak and Gravedigger and the rest of the front office would choose to give us Nightingale vs. WALTER III and Corey Black instead of me the opportunity that I deserved. Let me put to rest any apprehension and say I have no issues with you, the fans. In fact, I look out at the crowd of you and remember scratching together some hard earned pay to go to a wrestling show with my son as a rare treat, and I say that this win is all of us.The crowd pops a bit. Chris Avery: Okay, not too bad so far.Howard Black: And in a similar Maverick vein, you’re not going to see me just take up some big patriotic gimmick just because I won this belt. I’m not Mikey Xtreme. I’m not Stuart Slane who would’ve held his America People rally at our first show in Mexico City during a time when relations could not be more fraught. More than anything, I’ve said it before and will say it again - and if you’re in the back, America Jackson, I hope you’re listening - that I’m not gonna take up that mantle or smile too wide about this belt because I don’t think that America is a country worth being proud of right now.A pop from the Mexican audience! Howard Black: Uh oh, here comes the controversy. The little Nebraska boy is getting a little too William Jennings Bryant. But the symbolism could not be any more appropriate: here you have a man who has fought his entire career for scraps thrown lazily to him by the people in charge as they groom their favorite sons - the man who’s got more grit, heart, and tenacity than any Joey Flash or Ryan Lockhart but is a few inches too short or doesn’t have that perfect Good Ol’ Boy Aryan look - and you slap the Stars and Stripes over his shoulders as a f***in’ consolation prize. Well listen up Torture, Gravedigger, Olive Adler, whoever the hell else is in charge: I accept your albatross, and I WILL make this great in a way that isn’t hollow or saccharine, and you’re goddamn right I’ll make you regret giving me this platform.Howard raises the belt defiantly, his mouth pulled tightly with a cold stare of intensity. When “Hero” by Skillet hits the PA, that stare turns to a snarl as he wheels towards the entering Sam Kidsgrove. Kidsgrove spends a lot of time with Zooey interacting with the crowd. They take selfies, sign autographs, and make-a-wish stuff. At one point Kidsgrove speaks to a kid for a whole ad break as he and Zooey take their time making it to the ring. Eventually they do, and as always, Kidsgrove enters first, then lowers the rope for Zooey to enter. Pointedly ignoring Howard Black, he then poses on all 4 corners with Zooey on the alternate corners, drinking in the cheers from the crowd. Eventually, Zooey obtains a microphone and hands it to Kidsgrove. Sam smiles at Howard and puts his hand out to shake. It’s refused. Sam doesn’t let his smile falter, but he withdraws his hand, noting the hostility. Kidsgrove: Congratulations man, you deserved it. I got a little headstrong, maybe under-estimated Slane and, well, you deserve the credit for surviving. If anyone was to take on what I started, I’m glad it’s you. I hope you go on to defend that title with honour, to continue the legacy of the championship and to ensure it carries on being a beacon of hope for the downtrodden in this world.Howard Black: ...Excuse me? How dare you come out here with your condescending little act as if you’re gracious and wish me all the best, what the hell is that all about? How dare you tell me how to defend MY title, one that I beat 9 others for. Where the hell do you get off?Kidsgrove uses his acting training method to try and soothe the situation, his body language and tone immediately changing to diffuse mode, Zooey looking on in concern. Kidsgrove: OK. Howard, calm down. I’m here giving you congratulations, I’m not an enemy.Howard Black: You are a disingenuous piece of work. You’re not an enemy, but you come out here with this? Fuck. You.As the words barely finish leaving Howard’s lips, “Conquistador” by Procol Harum blares over the P.A. The Champion stares in exasperated rage as Kidsgrove regards the entering Stuart Slane with amusement. Slane appears from Gorilla clad in his gear. He immediately begins stomping down the ramp, speaking into his mic as he approaches the ring. Stuart Slane: No! Nonononononono! No. Not again. Think back, Howard: May 11th, 2020, 8:10 pm Eastern Standard Time . It was the moment I accepted your open challenge on social media. You can look it up! That was 161 days ago. 23 weeks! Five months! Over a third of a year!Stu reaches the apron and stops. He glares up at the United States Champion, and begins pacing along the outside. Stuart Slane: And what did you tell me, Howard, 161 days ago? Hm? Do you even remember? ‘We’ll see each other in a few months. Lookin’ real forward to it, Scoutmaster.’Slane’s speech becomes simultaneously high in pitch and corpone as he throws Black’s words back at him, his impression portraying Howard as a Munchkin-esque yokel, at least in his mind. When Stu continues it’s in his normal voice. Stuart Slane: Well, sir, it has been a few months. And I am done waiting! I, more than anyone, deserve a shot at you ONE ON ONE for your championship! I was the last man eliminated in the Clash 100 Battle Royal! I eliminated him!Stu finally acknowledges Sam, pointing a finger at the bemused Hollywood A-Lister. Stuart Slane: Kidsgrove, you effete popinjay! You grandstanding fraudster! Why are you here? You have no claim to this title! You have no right to this match! Yet here you are, flinging your usual horse hooey, trying to wheedle your way into something that does not concern you! You’re ALMOST as big a bigfooter as Widdle. Howie. Bwack.Slane’s focus returns to the current US champ. He enters the ring, grabbing onto the middle rope and pulling himself up, then going between the cables to confront both men. Stuart Slane: No more ducking, Howard. You are out of excuses! Give me what I want, what I and my people are entitled to, or I swear you will regret it. And, Sam, you best extricate yourself from this situation, and fast, before I decide you ARE worth my time, and risk suffering a similar fate.
With a sneer Stu raises three fingers. Stuart Slane: Scout’s Honor.The snarl on Howard’s face rises into a smirk. He strides confidently before Slane as he raises the microphone to his lips, looking up at his adversary. Howard Black: Well I’m glad you took your encouragement better than Dandy did.Slane continues to sneer as the arrogant smirk only intensifies on the lips of the Champ. He raises a hand and motions to him. Howard Black: Look, Stu, you’re sticking up for yourself! I mean, this is a far cry from getting beaten up by Carnivore in your first week back!The smirk stretches into a grin, the brow of the Lost Boy furrowing wolfish glee. Howard Black: You want a match with me one on one?The crowd explodes! Howard Black: ... No.A storm of boos. The Champion wheels around towards Kidsgrove. Howard Black: I’m not finished with you. Even if Slane had dumped me over the top rope and was holding MY belt in his sap-stained hands, I’d be after YOU, Sam. I might not even be finished with you half a year from now, still wanting to kick your ass.Howard pauses and turns back to Slane. Howard Black: But I’m a man of my word. I want you, too, Stuart. I want both of you. Turmoil. Take it or leave it, but that’s my final offer.Howard looks back at Slane, matching his stare. He raises three fingers of his own. Howard Black: Scout’s honor.Howard leans back against the ropes and skins the cat out of the ring as Slane angrily approaches in vein. “Endzeit” by Heaven Shall Burn blares over the P.A. Howard backs up the ramp, sure to not turn his back to the two men in the ring as he raises the US Title. Chris Avery: Well the new champion is wasting no time at all, and the gauntlet is thrown for Turmoil!Billy: And Slane isn’t happy at all!Chris Avery: He’ll have to deal with it, Billy! More Clash coming after this commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:16:10 GMT -5
RWB Maxin', Relaxin', Hangin' Out
Karlie and Nikki are making their way to their locker room as Jenna comes running over. Jenna: About what just happened out there, are you aware of the significance of the mask.Nikki: Of course we know we’re not idiots Jenna.Karlie: We know the importance of the history of Mexican wrestling and the importance of the mask, what we just did was show that we don’t give a damn about Mexican wrestling or what the masks mean, was what we did disrespectful, to these idiots here in Mexico yes, to Nikki Vaughn and Karlie Nash it was spitting on heritage and culture of wrestling that no one outside this third world crap hole cares about. Nikki: If nothing else they will look great in our trophy cases. Now if you will please excuse us.Karlie and Nikki smirk as they walk off.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:17:12 GMT -5
Jaice walks slowly down a long hallway in the Arena. He leans his back against the cement wall and looks down. The scene fades into a slow-motion of when Jaice hired the Child Army and he looked at his right hand man, the 10 year old boy and he winked. The child smiled back. Jaice touches the cement wall and thinks back to when Jaice and the Child Army were mowed down by Walter backstage back in July or something. The kids were flying everywhere and Jaice is in mid-air and he looks over at the kid and they both share a nod. They crash land onto some catering table. Jaice walks down the hallway and hits his knees and pounds his fist on the cement floor as we cut back to Chaos when Jaice made the decision to just end the pay per view with a non-finish in the main event and Jaice was getting booed out of the building as he was making his way up the ramp but the kid patted him on the back and coached him up. Jaice lays on the cement and turns his head to the ceiling. His crying eyes. He closes them and oliver sudden we're in a music video. Jaice is playing guitar on a stage sitting on a stool. His white cowboy hat and thick bushy mustache stand out as he's singing along his own lyrics to Remember When.
(Jaice singing..) Remember when.. we were the best security team We gave our all, together we lived our dreams Felt like forever, but it wasn't long Philidor debuted, now you're gone Remember when..
Remember when, the time we hugged really tight It was great, I wish we could have another night You gave me your heart, you're my brother I gave you my favorite Fedora Rememeber when..
Jaice strums the last few final notes and lowers his head as the spotlight over him fades to dark and then we see Jaice and the child hug one last time from 39 minutes ago in Pasternaks dressing room. The music video cuts out. Jaice Wilds Remember When Remix Directed by: Titan Jax AW: The Music 9
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:19:32 GMT -5
Karlie Nash vs. Carnivore
Adilene Floyd: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Atlanta Georgia, Carnivore. "Cult of Personality" blares over the PA system as Carnivore comes down the entrance ramp. Carnivore only even acknowledges fans who are wearing Carnivore masks or shirts as a holy ray of light shines from his being. Knuckle Up by Snowgoons blasts in the arena as Karlie steps on the stage with her back to the crown. Adilene Floyd: Introducing from St. Paul Minnesota and accompanied to the ring by Tracy Dixon and Hilda Meyer weighing one hundred and seventy two-pounds, The Premier Athlete Karlie Nash. Karlie walks to the ring ignoring the crowd, she climbs the ropes from the outside, and gives a thumbs down to the fans, then lowers her hood and smirks at the crowd, she steps down from the ropes inside the ring, removes her hoodie and stretches in the corner. Billy: Here we go with Cruiserweight action, Church leader vs cult leader.Chris Avery: Both are looking to move up the rankings.Ding, Ding. Karlie and Carnivore circle each other then lock-up. Carnivore backs Karlie into the ropes and breaks and the count of four. They lock-up again. Karlie backs Carnivore into the corner, the ref counts to four Karlie smirks then breaks, Carnivore charges from the corner tackling Karlie to the mat, he grabs Karlie by the hair and slams her repeatedly to the mat, the ref begins her count, Carnivore breaks at four. Carnivore boots Karlie in the head then picks her up, she sends her across the ring with an overhead Belly To Belly suplex, Karlie slides out of the ring, and conferences with Nikki who had arrived at ringside. Carnivore slides and rams their heads together then tosses Karlie back into the ring. Carnivore kick attempt is blocked, she sweeps the other the drops down driving her elbow unto Carnivore knee. Karlie locks in a knee bar and wrenches the knee of Carnivore, Carnivore pulls himself to the ropes forcing a break. Carnivore drives his head into Karlie’s gut, then drops her with a DDT and covers. One Kickout. Carnivore lifts Karlie and connects with a Back Suplex and covers again. One Kickout. Carnivore attempts to pick Karlie up, Karlie grabs his tights and drops him throat first into the ropes. Karlie kneels on the back of his neck and the ref counts. Karlie breaks at four. Karlie argues with the ref allowing Tracy to choke Carnivore on the ropes. Billy: Come on. Chris Avery: I didn’t see anything.Carnivore stands and turns into a stiff kick to the gut, then connects with a headbutt. Karlie whips Carnivore into the ropes, on the rebound Karlie drives him to the mat with a thunderous Spinebuster and covers. One. Kickout Karlie clubs and stomps Carnivore then chokes him in the ropes, she breaks at four and argues again with the ref allowing Nikki to sucker punch. Billy: Again with the outside interference. Chris Avery: What?.Karlie drops carnivore with a dropkick and goes for a cover. On…. Carnivore has his foot on the rope. Karlie picks Carnivore up he pushes her back and they begins to exchange fist cuffs, Carnivore gains the advantage backing Karlie into the ropes, he throws a hay maker that Karlie ducks, she knees Carnivore in the back and he bounce off the ropes Karlie delivers and German suplex and covers. One Two Karlie picks Carnivore up and whips him into the ropes, he ducks the clothesline attempt and bounces off the ropes and catches Karlie with a running crossbody and covers. One Two Kick out Carnivore catches Karlie with a double running knee and again covers. One Two Kickout Carnivore kicks karlie in the ribs then picks her up and stuns her with a headbutt, he runs the ropes and is tripped by hilda who is caught by the ref. Hilda, Tracy and Nikk, begin to argue with the ref she motions with her hand and ejects them from ringside, Karlie kicks the ropes as they stomp up the ramp, Karlie turns and is nailed by a Jumping cutter. Carnivores and hooks the leg. One Two The ref breaks the count seeing Karlie foot under the ropes. Carnivore tosses in the corner and connects with a clothesline, dropping karlie. Carnivore goes to the opposite corner and prepares to rush across the ring, only to find someone holding his leg, he breaks free then turns and runs out of the corner and his destroyed by a Karlie Unsportsmanlike Conduct, Karlie lifts his up and hooks him and lifts in vertically in the air then drives him to the mat, Upper Body Injury. Karlie covers. One Two Three Adilene Floyd: Here is your winner Karlie Nash. The unknown person is in the ring, as Karlie turns, the person kneels before Karlie before being dragged out of the ring by security.
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Post by Action Reel on Oct 19, 2020 18:23:42 GMT -5
Claire Hawkins vs. Ash Blake(c) Adilene Floyd: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Action Wrestling Television Championship! Introducing first from Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, weighing in at 125lbs. She is the reigning AW Television Champion… ASHHHHH BLAKEEEEEE!!!The arena lights go dark and a hushed whisper overtakes the crowd as they eagerly await whomever's set to come out next. For a split second, the ActionTron lights up, displaying an indiscernible shape before... "How are things on the west coast?" Interpol's "The Heinrich Maneuver" hits the PA and the lights flash back on, the image on the screen long gone as Ash Blake emerges from behind the curtain, all smiles as usual. She seemingly bounces down the ring, offering elbow taps to ringside fans on the way down the ramp. Billy: Ash Blake making her way down to the ring now with the Television Championship around her waist! Chris Avery: She sure is Billy and she is hot right now! Coming off a HUGE successful defense against Dandy Divito in what has to be considered her biggest win to date at Clash 100.Ash hurriedly ascends the steps at ringside and enters under the middle rope, retreating towards her corner. Billy: What a night it was for the young Miss Blakesley on Clash's centennial celebration show. Not only did she retain her title against a former World Champion...Chris Avery: … as if that wasn't enough for her. The show closed with the huge announcement that she was in fact the brilliant mind and driving force behind Philidor Holdings. Action Wrestling's newest faction made a huge statement by laying waste to both Walter and new AW World Champion, Corey Black!As the world falls; wider grows disaster's maw Desperate the thralls call; thee three crows caw As those words faded to black, a shrill Banshee’s Wail rang out through the stadium and everything went as dark as it possibly could. A moment later, the beginnings of Orbit Culture’s Nensha began to play; a light layer of smoke appeared upon the stage as the lights began to frantically flash in sync with the music. As the music increased in pace, so did the flashing of the lights; a silhouette of a person appearing upon the stage, hunched forward. PICK UP THE BONES! Abruptly, the lights return to normal in time to see the person lean backward and release a deep guttural scream upwards to the heavens from parted lips painted black. Upon finishing the guttural growl, the person titled their head down and fixated their fiery crimson gaze upon the ring; the Action Wrestling crowd letting out a sizable pop. With skin as pale as porcelain and clearly dressed to compete within the squared circle, the person was none other than the Witch of Action Wrestling; Claire Hawkins! Adilene Floyd: Aaaaaand the challenger! Making her way to the ring, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 145 pounds, she is "The Witch".....CLAIRE.....HAWKINS!! Once she reached the ringside area Claire paused for a moment to look at the cameraman that had dared to get close enough to get a good shot of her face. With a vicious snarl, Claire let out another one of those screams and forced the cameraman to quickly backpedal. Feeling pleased with herself, Claire made her way over to the steps and into the ring. Once she was in the ring she walked to the side of the ring where the hard camera was and stepped onto the second rope, leaned forward a little to keep her balance, and held her arms up while she held up in the "Devil Horns" gesture as pyro shot up from the ring posts. All the while bellowing out that same savage, guttural scream. Billy: Claire Hawkins will be looking for revenge here tonight after Blake brought an abrupt end to the Metal Witch's second 'spell' as Television Champion in the Summer.Chris Avery: Indeed Billy and you've gotta think Hawkins has just been biding her time, lying in wait for a chance like this to remind people why exactly she is a name that's become synonymous with the very strap Miss Blakesley holds so dearly.The match starts off with an intense stare between the former and current Television Champions. Hawkins is first to instigate a lock-up and the two jostle for position in the center of the ring before Ash fluently escapes the grapple with a go-behind before snapping off a quick-fire bulldog. This doesn't keep Hawkins down for long though and the two women make it back up to their feet mere seconds apart. Blake is quicker off the mark though and follows up with a snap suplex that she bridges into a pin. Before the official can even hit the canvas once though Hawkins breaks free and the two scramble back up to a vertical base. This time though as Ash looks to quickly capitalize she's met with a knee to the abdomen and a lightning quick DDT that Claire uses to create some separation between the two. Billy: Not much of a feeling out process between Blake and Hawkins tonight. This match is pretty much just picking up where their original encounter left off as though nothing's changed.Chris Avery: You said it Billy but a lot has changed between the two. Their roles as champion and challenger for one. Right down to their positions within two opposing factions on an indefinite collision course. Hawkins is the first recruit and only female member of The Lost Breed while Ash Blake last week revealed herself as the mastermind behind the Philidor Holdings grouping.Blake scuttles to the ropes and uses them to accelerate her climb back to a vertical base where she takes a few forearm shots from the Witch for her troubles. Ash returns fire by grabbing the arm and applying a hammerlock but Claire slips the back of her skull beneath the champion's chin and drops down to her knees, forcing release with a jawbreaker. The two competitors shake off the initial lumps they've taken before squaring off again in a traditional test of strength. Neither seems to be getting the better of the other after a few moments of trash talking and so Blake swoops low, dragging Hawkins own locked arms through her legs and folding her shoulders to the canvas with a unique bridging pin. 1 . . . 2 . Billy: Hawkins gets the shoulders up! That might not have been a Rat Trap persay but it was as quick and agile of a pinfall as I've ever seen.Chris Avery: Ash used Hawkins' own arms to fold her up there and the woman who surpassed Graham Baker's title reign in terms of longevity this week is able to get the first 2 count of the contest.Hawkins lets out a sigh of relief as Ash closes in on the kneeling challenger, connecting with a running low dropkick to the face. Claire clutches at her jaw, barely getting a second to work out what's happening here before Blake rips her up to a vertical base and shoots her into a far turnbuckle with an Irish whip. The Witch is able to stop herself from hitting the corner though by springing off of it instead, rebounding with a springboard back elbow that catches the champion off guard. Ash is dazed as the Witch takes a handful of her hair in one hand while assuming full mount and bringing the point of her elbow into the top of Blakes skull a few times with her free arm. The referee quickly intervenes to break the hold but the two women continue to try to top one another's performances thus far, rolling around exchanging forearms and elbows for a few moments before order is restored. Billy: This match between two of the top women in our industry is getting ugly in rapid fashion tonight, Chris!Chris Avery: Can't imagine there's what we'd call an experiential overlap between these two. Blake has held onto that title against some huge names recently. While Claire's coming off a strong showing in the King or Queen of Clash match last week.Not known for her striking prowess, Ash allows for a clean break and expects the same from her counterpart only to receive a mule kick to the chest as she backs off. Hawkins quickly scrambles back to her feet and executes a fireman's carry before delivering a stiff kick to Blake's spine. The audience lets out a sympathetic 'oooohhh' as the shot echoes throughout the arena but the Metal Witch hushes them silent with a second and third strike, each finding the same spot on the champion's back. Confident Ash is softened enough to go for something more spectacular Claire scoops her opponent up and looks for a pump-handle slam but just as it looks as though she's about to execute the move perfectly Blake slips out the backdoor and delivers a fallout reverse DDT. Billy: This is as back and forth of a match as we've seen tonight by two people to whom that Television Championship means the world. Blake takes advantage of her agility there but this is still anybody's contest.Chris Avery: Right there with you Billy, it's been as close of a contest thus far as I've ever called. Blake just out maneuvering Hawkins there with another flawless transitional move.Blake picks her spot carefully and waits for her opponent to get back to her feet before slingshotting off the second ropes with a springboard frankensteiner that throws Hawkins through the ropes will a thud as she hits the floor at ringside. The crowd pops as Ash now finds her alone in the ring with bad intentions, she offers them a smile before building up momentum and vaulting her body over the ropes and onto Hawkins on the outside with a corkscrew senton. Fans are losing their shit left, right and center as the champion dizzily gets back to her feet and tosses Claire back into the squared circle before following suit herself. She wastes little time in hooking the outside leg as she goes for the pinfall. 1 . . . 2 . . . Hawkins gets her shoulder up at the last possible interval and forces Blake's weight from atop her. Ash doesn't let this flatten her curve though and quickly drags the former champion back up to her feet, unfortunately for the Philidor Holdings matriarch though Hawkins has other ideas and rakes the eyes, stunning and staggering Blake where she stands. Claire wastes no time and charges against the fat ring ropes, building up enough speed to bowl through Ash with a clothesline before she can even identify where she is in relation to her opponent. The Witch lets out a banshee's wail as she hits the ropes again but this time as she hurdles towards Blake she damn near beheads the champion with a step-up big boot! Billy: … SHINING WITCH! This match could be over! New Television Champion!Chris Avery: Ash Blake might've just fallen victim to her own ideals and a fingernail to the eyes! Professional wrestling 1-oh-1 Billy, don't expect the same from your opponent as they can expect from you! Hawkins isn't looking for the cover though, The Witch looks like she has something else in mind.Hawkins looks down at Blake and then over to the turnbuckle before dragging the champion's prone body closer to the corner. Claire draws her throat and climbs the ropes facing the crowd as she does so, keeping her back to Blake all the while. The Witch lets out another guttural roar as she backflips off the top rope, looking for her 'Spellbound' diving moonsault but finding only Ash's knees upon her landing. Blake rolls backwards and pops up suddenly, positioning herself behind the challenger before locking in a crossface chickenwing on the breathless Metal Witch who coughs and splutters as she struggles against the hold. Before too long though, Blake wraps her legs around the waist of Claire Hawkins and drags her down to the canvas. Billy: Blake has the challenger locked in the Icaruswing! The Icaruswing is applied and Hawkins is dead center of the ring with nowhere to go!Chris Avery: Claire's a tough customer, a two-time TV Champion and has a pretty solid submission game herself but she's fading Billy, if she can't break the hold soon this match is over!Claire can't roll anywhere and is so fucking frustrated with her self and just taps out! DING DING DING Ash lets go and rolls back to her feet. Billy: ASH BLAKE DEFENDS THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP SUCCESSFULLY! WOW!Chris Avery: THIS IS A STRONG RUN!Ash rolls to the outside as the HR Department is already there and lift her up. Ash raises the Television Championship in the air as she sits on the shoulders and is walked up the ramp. We fade to a commercial.
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