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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:39:28 GMT -5
Pyro shoots off once again inside the arena and the crowd goes crazy as we cut to Billy and Chris Avery!
Billy: Welcome to Monday Night Clash and tonight, 8 HUGE matches to determine who moves on out of the first round of Turmoil.. That's right fans we're on the road to Thanksgiving where we will crown Wrestler of the Year for 2020.
Chris Avery: Huge matchups, you're essentially getting 8 MAIN EVENTS tonight, What a Clash!
We cut backstage to Philidor Holdings lockerroom where we see all of them game planning. Mud holding the back of his head as he was just in the CC main event 5 minutes ago but they're all listening to Ash Blake and that's when Shaw smiles and taps on the briefcase as the camera slowly zooms into it..
and then the camera zooms out and it's the AW World Championship and it's sitting on the lap of Corey Black. Black and Baker going over their game plans for tonight..
Billy: Tonights main event is the World Champion Corey Black in a NON-TITLE match up against the All-In Briefcase holder Carter Shaw! And we know the implications, we know the rammifications, so do we see what we're all thinking.. tonight?
Chris Avery: HMMMM
We see Kaz jumping up and down getting his wrists tapped up holding the Cruiserweight Championship around his waist.
We then see Lockhart sitting in a chair in the corner of his locker room.
We then see Pasternak and Torture talking in the office. The crowd goes crazy.
Billy: Whoa!! I didn't know Torture was in the building!
Chris Avery: I guess he's here!
Billy: We have a huge night, lets get it started!
Chris Avery: iNNN HEEEEREEEEEEEEEE /Fergie
Billy: What?
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:42:52 GMT -5
The Storm vs. Indie Rebellion
Indie Rebellion enters the stage as the drum intro begins. They sneer at the crowd, with resounding boos. The fist bump and begin their walk to the ring, Laurens cracking his knuckles and neck. Martinez goads the crowd on the way down the ramp. Adilene Floyd: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 339 pounds. The team of Mason Martinez and Christian Laurens, INDIE REBELLION!Billy: Normally a CruiserClash team, Martinez and Laurens are moving up for a big opportunity this week.Chris Avery: I'm not sure they are going to like what they find across from them this week. This could be bad.“La, la, la, la Wait till I get my money right” “Can’t Tell Me Nothing” by Kanye West pulses through the arena, as America Jackson and Zaigon Carter walk out side by side. Prosperity sits on Mr. Carter’s shoulder, while Jackson sports a smile as he’s trailed by The Troops. They enter the ring on opposite sides, posing as the Troops surround the outside of the ring. Adilene Floyd: Their opponents, Mr. Zaigon Carter and America Jackson...the Storm!Billy: These two put up a Hell of a fight last week for the tag team titles against Lockhart and Spencer Adams but couldn't quite get the job done.Chris Avery: And from my backstage sources they are NOT HAPPY and are looking to make an example of somebody. Which means bad news for their opponent this week.DING DING DING Jackson goes to start, but Mr. Carter puts his hand in his chest sending him back outside. Martinez stays inside the ropes, as Laurens goes to the outside. Laurens tries to tell Martinez something, but as he turns his head Mr. Carter crashes into him with a vicious clothesline to the back of his head. The move sends Laurens off the apron to the floor and Martinez to the mat. Mr. Carter gets on top of him, smashing Martinez's head into the canvas as the referee admonishes him. Eventually Mr. Carter gets up, but drags Martinez to the middle of the ring. With a swiftness, Mr. Carter gets down on the ground and ties up Martinez in Red Line! Martinez starts howling, as Mr. Carter lifts himself up with his hands spreading his opponent's legs hard locking in the pressure. After about fifteen seconds, Martinez has no choice but to tap out slapping the mat with both hands. Billy: Well that didn't take long at all. We heard Mr. Carter say leading into this match that he was going to make a statement.Chris Avery: Yeah, but this wasn't THAT new. Just another team they've beaten in an opening match. This is standard fare for them now. Still impressive, but c'mon.Kayne West blares as the referee raises the arms of both Mr. Carter and Jackson in the center of the ring. Jackson goes to embrace Mr. Carter, who brings him in for a slightly awkward looking hug. The two break apart, and as Jackson goes to leave Mr. Carter keeps a hold of his arm. Before Jackson can turn around, Mr. Carter pulls him back in AND DRILLS HIM IN THE FACE WITH A HEADBUTT! Jackson goes down to the canvas in shock and pain! Billy: What the Hell!?!? He just assaulted his own tag partner!Chris Avery: This is it! Remember, he said if you were in the ring with him to be prepared and it looks like America Jackson wasn't!Mr. Carter has mounted Jackson, who is bleeding on the side of his forehead, and delivering forearms to the open wound. "You cost me those tag titles you stupid son of a bitch!" Mr. Carter yells in between strikes. "I brought you up from fucking nothing and this is what I get?!" The blood is now flowing freely from the head of Jackson, as the bell is ringing and referees come down to try and separate the two. Mr. Carter throws them all aside, with a wild look in his eye. Bringing up the now crimson masked Jackson, Mr. Carter throws him up on his shoulders...AGENT ORANGE! Jackson's head bounces off the mat as a crazed Mr. Carter remains seated staring at the motionless body of his tag team partner. Billy: Good God, he's lost his mind! He's brutalizing America Jackson for what happened last week, and for what? He lost too!Chris Avery: Jackson was the one Lockhart and Adams threw through the table. It WAS his fault, and he's getting what he deserves for it.As Mr. Carter just sits there, medical personnel come down to look at Jackson. They're checking on the cut in his head, while Mr. Carter watches with a far away look on his face. As the EMTs look to move him out of the ring, Mr. Carter charges them throwing them off Jackson. Dragging Jackson out of the ring, Mr. Carter slings him onto the hard floor outside the ring as the fans are now loudly booing to the point where it's competing with the bell being rung to stop this. "You like tables huh, you like going through tables?" Mr. Carter spits at Jackson, who can't respond because he's probably unconscious. Mr. Carter throws the ring apron up, reaching under the ring and pulling out a table. Mr. Carter sets it up, looks back at Jackson, before going under the ring one more time. This time he comes up with a cloth sack, that he quickly dumps all over the table revealing it to be BROKEN GLASS! Billy: Oh no someone needs to stop this, Zaigon Carter is a maniac beating up a defenseless man.Chris Avery: Well go up there and stop him then big man. I bet he'd LOVE to get his hands on you too. Referees surround Jackson but they scatter as Mr. Carter grabs him, bringing him back to his feet and walking him over to the table. They stand there, Jackson only on his feet because Mr. Carter is holding him up. "I gave you all of this, you hear me? You did NOTHING without me, and I'm sending you back to that farm where you fucking belong you third rate shoot fighting piece of shit!" As everyone ringside pleads, Mr. Carter hooks up Jackson lifting him high in the air, holding him for a moment... BEFORE HITTING HIM WITH THE EAGLE ARROW THROUGH THE BROKEN GLASS TABLE! Mr. Carter stands over his partner, who is now covered in cuts from the glass and still bleeding from his head. Dusting his hands off and mouthing "Good riddance," Mr. Carter walks off as the EMTs and referees swarm over Jackson doing their best to avoid the pieces of broken table and glass both. Billy: Unbelievable, the Storm has imploded tonight at the blood stained hands of Zaigon Carter.Chris Avery: MR. ZAIGON CARTER Billy, Christ almighty. Do you want him to come for you next? Look what he did to someone he used to like, I hate to think what he'd do to you if he set his mind to it. Billy: Obviously we'll do our best to get an update on America Jackson who is in extremely bad shape whenever we can. Good God, the carnage.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:44:53 GMT -5
An Update
Billy: Hello folks, welcome back to Clash and we don't have an update on America but we do have an update on Indie Rebellion..Chris Avery: That we do!Billy: They're being released from Action Wrestling as the two were involved trying to sext a board of director via Snapchat recently.Chris Avery: Big yikes.Billy: We wish the best to Indie Rebellions future endeavors. We fade back out.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:47:29 GMT -5
Zaigon Carter Segment
Backstage, we see Jenna Bauers with a microphone looking in every room of the arena. Eventually she turns down a hallway, and sees Mr. Zaigon Carter standing against a wall staring directly across at the opposite wall. Jenna Bauer: Mr. Carter, everyone is talking about what you did to your tag team partner and friend America Jackson to start the...Zaigon Carter: He's not my tag team partner or my friend anymore. He's someone who was holding me back. I found that waste of space in a small Texas town fighting for meager money, and I thought I saw talent. Yet ever since we got here, all he's done is make mistakes and cost me my rightful place on the ladder. It's his fault we lost last week, it's HIS fault I'm not standing here right now one half of the tag team champions. He learned a valuable lesson tonight: do not fuck with Mr. Zaigon Carter.Jenna Bauer: You do realize you could be punished for this? You essentially tried to kill an Action Wrestling superstar. Management is probably going to be quite unhappy.Zaigon Carter: What are they going to do? Book me against more cupcakes, not enter me in big tournaments, continue to treat me like some sort of god damn second class citizen? They already don't seem to give a fuck about me, so hopefully tonight opened some eyes. It damn well should, because that can be anyone on the roster. Doesn't matter if you're the newest person to strap on a pair of boots or Corey Black himself. Every single last one of you should consider yourself on notice. This is not the end of the violence, only the beginning.Jenna Bauer: Well assuming you'll probably not be in the tag team ranks anymore since your now ex-partner is heading to the hospital, what are you intending to do now?Zaigon Carter: Well that's not really up to me in total is it? I know the Turmoil tournament is happening right now, we've got some group of idiots called Philidor Holdings running around, the Lost Breed looks like they're trying to cause some chaos, there's just a whole lot of shit happening around here at the moment. So this is what I'll say for now: Mr. Zaigon Carter is out to claim titles, reclaim respect, and if you stand in the way of that no matter who you are or how many of you there are you will be one sorry son of a bitch for it. I'm done worrying about anything except my trophy case, my bank account, and my standing. That's it. Now get the fuck away from me. Without much hesitation, Jenna Bauers takes her microphones and scurries away from Mr. Carter. He walks down the hall, pausing for a moment on a posted bracket for the Turmoil tournament on a bulletin board. Staring at it for a moment, he breaks his gaze before continuing his walk. Zaigon Carter: It should have been me. They'll regret that it isn't.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:48:47 GMT -5
Max Daemon Segment
We go backstage, where Nate Burleson is standing with a mic in his hand. We’re in one of the hallways of the building where we can see Max Daemon by his side, getting his wrestling uniform (so his pants and boots) ready and cracking his neck. Nate Burleson: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest right now, the number one contender of the Pure Championship, Max Daemon.This gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, with most of the higher pitched, female audience reacting fondly with the deeper, louder male audience reacting poorly. Nate Burleson: Max, over this past week, you and Noris Cranley have gone back and forth. Tonight, all of the words the two of you have traded will come to a head. What are your thoughts heading into your second match in Action Wrestling?Max smirks, allowing himself a few more stretches before speaking. Max Daemon: As a man who comes…from a purer class of wrestling…I am quite ashamed to see a man like Noris Cranley claim himself to be ‘pure’. I’m the purest guy on the fucking roster. I’m innocent. I’m a man is honest in everything he does.Nate quickly takes the mic back. Nate Burleson: Max we know your exploits. Last week you attacked Stella Slater on behalf of Trudy Lindbergh. Do you really believe you’re pure?Max takes the mic back from Nate. Max Daemon: Fuck no. I don’t give a shit about Noris or his girlfriend or anything of that sort. I DO care that Noris has this ridiculous notion that I’m not good enough for him. I DO care that Cranley believes he has this in the bag. He’s had this stupid idea in his head that he knows everything about me and everything I’m capable of. Bitch, I don’t even know what I’m capable of.The crowd takes a few moments to give a mixed reaction to this. Max Daemon: This match is all about proving you’re a better FIGHTER than you’re opponent. I’ve been fighting nonstop since I lost my memory. An asshole of a mayor? Fought and won. My memory? Got that shit back, didn’t I? Legions of soldiers the likes of which none of you has ever seen? I’d rather not, but I served their asses on a plate. So Cranley…if you really think you scare me, or if you really think I don’t stand a chance in this match…than maybe you DIDN’T cheat on your girlfriend…because you’re too dumb enough to get away with it.Max looks back towards Nate. Max Daemon: You’re such a lamewad. I want Jenna to interview me next time.With that, Max walks off screen. We then fade to the next segment.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:49:34 GMT -5
Max Daemon vs. Noris Cranley
"Dead Bite" by Hollywood Undead blasts out on the arena's speakers. Once the guitar riffs begin to form, Max comes out with a smirk on his face and a pumped up step in his legs. He briefly pauses at the top of the ramp to point a pair of finger guns to his side. As he raises them above his head, white fireworks from the left and black fireworks from the right start to go off behind him. Once they meet in the middle, Max brings both hands down in front of him to fire off one shot which coincides with a huge blast of of white and black fireworks behind him. Once that is complete, Max makes his way down the ramp. He ignores the men in the audience trying to touch his greatness, but does acknowledge a few ladies he finds worth his time. Once the descent down the ramp has ended, Max slides under the bottom rope into the ring. He gets to his feet and looks to the hard camera, giving them a quick finger gun shot before getting ready for the fight to come. Billy: Pure Championship on the line!Chris Avery: This should be good!Billy: They've been talking a lot of shitfire as of late!"Butterfly Effect" kicks off around through the arena's public surround systems ordering a rave-like flashing of purplish lights to shine around the audience. From there, the young Noris Cranley is center stage watching the audience with a confident smile on his face as the music continues to turn up the environment into a pumping one. Fumes of smoke emerges from the stage on each side of his presence in accordance with the music's beat tempo as he walks down to the ring nodding his head to the beat while enjoying the attention from the fans although it isn't a welcoming one. Adilene Floyd: "Introducing at this moment! Hailing from Miami, Florida! At five feet, nine inches tall; Weighing in at 188 pounds, he is "The Influencer" Noris Cranley!Standing in front of the apron facing the stage, he bends down to a knee giving thanks to the man above. Noris takes off to the steel steps, climbing them to the apron and then standing on the middle turnbuckle on the outside of the ropes. He looks off to the fans at ringside then to every person around the interior of the arena before raising both his arms up in an cross 'X' shape. Smoke fumes explode higher from the stage area before he drops down over the ropes into the center of the ring to look at the audience with another smile on his face. The lights return to their brightening glow illuminating every detailed piece within the vicinity as he finds refuge in his corner to prepare for the match. Billy: The Pure Champion, Noris Cranley, felt a bit snubbed he wasn't in Turmoil but can really showcase his talents with this match here tonight!DING DING DING Max and Noris meet in the middle of the ring and Max takes down Noris! He starts swinging but Noris rolls him over and is pounding the back of his head against the canvas! Max kicks Noris off of him and gets up but Noris catches Max and sambo-slams him down! He gets back on top for a more ground and pound approach but Max catches the arm of Noris and flips him down for an armbar but Noris rolls out of it and gets up and stomps on the legs of Max and Max gets to the ropes getting to his feet! Noris hits a few gut/rib punches and whips Max to the ropes and goes for a back body drop but Max leapfrogs over Noris and continues to the ropes, Noris turns around and Max goes for a clothesline but Noris ducks it and Max continues back to the ropes one more time and Noris finally hits a back body drop sending Max to the canvas! Noris grabs the legs and flips Max over into a boston crab! Billy: This could be it!Chris Avery: Max could tap out right here!Max reaches to the corner turnbuckles and grabs them breaking the hold and Noris has to let go. Max pulls himself up and Noris comes rushing in but Max kicks Noris in the head! Noris stumbles back and Max hits a jumping crossbody from the bottom turnbuckle! Max takes him down and rolls to his side to get to his feet. Noris stumbles back up and Max hits a superkick to the legs of Noris sending him down to his knees! Max hits a superkick to the face of Noris sending him to his back! Max adjusts himself and jumps into the air for a moonsault! He hits it! Max gets on top of Noris going for a ground and pound! Billy: Max trying to win it right here!Noris grabs the eyes of Max and runs his fingers into them and Max has to get off! Noris rolls to his stomach and then to his back and Max is up but goes for another moonsault! Noris gets the knees up! Chris Avery: OHH!!Max stumbles to his knees and Noris gets up and runs to the corner turnbuckles and springboards up and lands on Max shoulder with his arm and hits a springboard tornado DDT! Max goes down! Noris hops up and grabs the legs of Max and locks on the Figure Four! Billy: FIGURE FOUR!!Chris Avery: THIS IS IT!Noris is yelling at Max to submit! He has it locked on perfectly in the middle of the ring! Noris is really wrenching it in even deeper! The ref asking Max, he's right on top of Max, any submission/give up will be known right away! Billy: Max's legs! They have to be in tremendous pain! He can't take it much longer!Noris is yelling out for Max to submit! Max isn't giving up just yet but he might be fading fast! He lays back on the canvas cause Noris is WRENCHING IT even harder! The fans are booing as Max isn't going to last much longer! Billy: This is it!Chris Avery: He has to tap!Noris is all smiles as Max sits up one last time and is grabbing at his legs and they're just in too much pain. Noris grits his teeth and wrenches it but Max spins his one arm for leverage.. Chris Avery: COULD HE?!Max keeps spinning the arm and starts to turn his body! Billy: IS HE REVERSING IT?!Max spins it completely and Noris is now in trouble!! MAX HAS IT ON!! NORIS IS STRUGGLING TO REACH TO THE ROPES!! Billy: MAX JUST REVERSED IT!!NORIS CANT BELIEVE IT but he finally gets out of it! Max slides to the ropes to get up! Noris stumbles up to his feet! Max turns around and is up.. Noris rushes across the ring but Max grabs him for a Dragon Sleeper! HE THEN HITS DEVIL TRIGGER!! Billy: OH MY GOODNESS!!Noris looks out! Max jumps on the chest of Noris and starts bringing down a fire fist to the face of Noris! Billy: HES NOT COVERING UP!!Max keeps bringing the fist down and then the ref jumps in the middle of it!! Chris Avery: ITS ALL OVER!!Billy: NEW PURE CHAMPION!!DING DING DING Max gets off and rushes to the turnbuckles and jumps up and down!! Billy: MAX DAEMON JUST WON THE PURE CHAMPIONSHIP!!Noris is throwing his arms around as the ref and additional medical personnel tend to him in the corner! Chris Avery: I can't believe it! Max has done it!Max is given the Pure Championship and he holds it up over his head in the middle of the ring as the ref points to him. Billy: Max Daemon, the new Pure Champion! What a night!Chris Avery: What a fight!Billy: You know damn well Noris isn't done with this!Chris Avery: I have a feeling this is just getting started!We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:50:43 GMT -5
The Lost Breed Segment
Clash returns from a short commercial break; moving straight into a pre-recorded video. THIS BROADCAST HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU COURTESY OF THE LOST BREED
The feed starts with The Lost Breed members James Nightingale, David Sanchez, Matthias Mintzel, Downfall and J.C. Keeton, all dressed in tailored suits, standing on the banks of the South Platte River. David Sanchez: Greetings Action Wrestling, this week we have the honour of being in the fine state of Colorado. Here we stand on the banks of the mighty South Platte River ready to perform some much needed ‘housekeeping’.James Nightingale: Last week we, The Lost Breed, stood in the ring whilst both my business partner, David Sanchez, and myself unveiled our completed lineup. Weeks had been spent recruiting what we unanimously agreed was four superstars with more upside than any other members of the Action Wrestling Roster.David Sanchez: But despite that upside, results would not go in our favour, last week we went 0-3, through a sheer fluke. An opportunity to face Frank Lowe for the Hardcore Title at Turmoil has slipped from my grasp, and both Downfall and Keeton were unsuccessful in their first matches as official members of The Lost Breed. With Nightingale facing Lissie Hope in the first round of Wrestler of the Year tonight… something needs to change.James Nightingale: Yes it does David. Since I arrived here in Action Wrestling one year ago, it has been my mission to eradicate the weak that has festered away within this company, so that the strong can reign supreme. Unfortunately, you sometimes have to look closer to home to eradicate the weakness holding us back.A reverse warning beep starts to sound; a pickup truck soon backs up into the shot, with a barrel in the cargo bed. Adrian and Brookes both exit the pickup; Adrian proceeds to open the tailgate whilst Brookes climbs up into the cargo bed. After a slight struggle, he lifts the barrel onto the side and rolls the barrel out of the cargo bed. It crashes to the floor with a thud; Adrian rolls it towards Sanchez and Nightingale, finally lifting it back upright. David Sanchez: It would appear that one of our own was conspiring against us, by cursing us with her black magic.Sanchez pulls the lid off, revealing Claire Hawkins inside the barrel, tied up and gagged yet staring daggers through both Sanchez and Nightingale. James Nightingale: It’s a pity it had to come to this Hawkins, we could have created greatness together, but once again, you have got in your own way of reaching your potential.Sanchez places the lid back on the barrel, Hawkins still staring at her former stablemates with evil intentions. The barrel is once again sealed. Adrian knocks the barrel back onto its side with a thud and looks at both Nightingale and Sanchez. They both nod at Adrian, and without hesitation, he pushes the barrel away with his foot. It rolls past Mintzel, Downfall and Keeton, before dropping off the bank and plummeting into the water with a splash. It begins to move down the river, staying afloat for a moment before finally slowly sinking, bubbles releasing from the barrel as it sinks under the water. Nightingale, Sanchez and the remaining members of The Lost Breed turn back to the camera. David Sanchez: Tonight The Lost Breed gets back on track.James Nightingale: Let this be a lesson learned to those who remain by our side, that we will not tolerate such treachery. And to you Lissie Hope; if I was prepared to do this to my own, imagine what I’ll do to you tonight.Nightingale smiles sadistically as the feed fades to black.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:53:10 GMT -5
Turmoil First Round Sam Kidsgrove vs. Teo Blaze Chris Avery: It’s time for the first round of the Action Wrestling Wrestler of the Year Tournament!Billy: Oh shhhhhhhhheeeeeitfire! And we’ve got Teo Blaze facing off against Sam Kidsgrove!Chris Avery: These are two absolute mainstays of Action Wrestling, men on whom the foundation of Action Wrestling has been built! And this tournament is exactly the type of opportunity they both want to take their careers to the next level!The lights begin flashing wildly, alternating between plain white light and dark red shades, as a haunting, almost sinister sound fills the arena. Suddenly, a roaring guitar riff echoes throughout the arena as a crash of static appears on the screens, followed by a message: Technical Difficulties, Please do not Adjust your Set. Then, without warning, the static is consumed by a smiling, dark red face as the ramp lights up with a burst of flame! The instant the flames fade, standing in the center, as though the flames themselves had summoned him, is Teo Blaze. He wears a bright red and gold mask over his face, matching the face that appeared on the tron moments ago. He turns towards the ring, his head hanging slightly to one side limply, even unnaturally, then slowly, he reaches up, and with his left hand...he removes the mask to reveal his face, an expression of wild abandon etched across it, a crooked smile showing a row of bright teeth. With a sinister laugh, he begins walking purposefully towards the ring, his eyes wild with anticipation- yet there is a determined swagger in his step, and as he walks up the stairs to the ring, he holds out the mask in front of him with one hand, the smile on his face matching the mask's smile perfectly. Finally, he steps into the ring, stretching loosely and preparing for the match. Chris Avery: Teo has been making hay over on Cruiser Clash for some time now but the size advantage in this particular match isn’t much. Kidsgrove has only 15 pounds on Teo and Teo is actually a few inches taller!Billy: Ya know, I’ve been told a few inches is all you really need!Chris Avery: Billy…As the opening riff to “hero” by Skillet echoes around the arena. Strobe lights pulse along with the beat. As soon as the drums begin, fire shoots up from the sides of the stage in time with them. Zooey Deschanel, wearing a cute dress and looking like sunshine walks out first, she looks out at all sections of the crowd and nods in time with the music, her face beaming with positive energy. Kidsgrove joins her and puts his arm over her shoulder, bringing her in for a tender kiss. They then start to walk down the ramp, speaking to people in the front row, signing autographs, taking selfies, kissing babies, hi fiving and generally making sure that everyone can get a memento of meeting them. This takes a while. Eventually they make it to the ring area. Kidsgrove jumps to the apron first and lowers the rope for Zooey to get into the ring. When she does, they both immediately go to opposite corners and stand in the middle turnbuckle, posing for the crowd. Kidsgrove doing the “Hey, I know you” or the “Double guns” where Zooey is blowing kisses and waving at people who have their signs or look friendly. They do this again on other turnbuckles and high five each other when they go past. Deschanel then exits the ring after Kidsgrove again holds the rope for her and proceeds to take selfies and high five people at ringside as Kidsgrove smiles at her, then winks and gets ready for action. Chris Avery: The competitors are in the ring and the crowd is at a fever pitch for these Action Wrestling favorites!Billy: There’s the bell, the Wrestler of the Year Tournament is under way!The two meet in the middle of the ring and exchange a quick, cordial handshake. The moment they break it off, Teo throws a roundhouse kick but Kidsgrove sways back and out of the way. Teo follows up with a step side kick which catches Kidsgrove in the gut doubling him over. Teo comes flying in with a knee but Kids grabs it and sends him down with a dragon screw leg whip. Chris Avery: Was that the Blazing Knee?! He can’t be looking for that already can he?!Both men are back up quickly and Teo comes flying in again with another knee but this time Kidsgrove snatches him with a capture suplex and launches Teo overhead and to the mat. Kidsgrove is quick to follow up with a few stomps to the knee of Teo. Billy: Teo does a lot of damage with those legs! Kidsgrove trying to stop it before the damage can start!Kidsgrove goes to lock a figure four in on Teo but Teo grabs his head and rolls him backwards into a small package and a pin. Chris Avery: ONE!TWO! Kickout by Kidsgrove! Teo almost stole one in the first minute here! Both men to their feet and Teo rushes Kidsgrove who has his back to the ropes. Kidsgrove back body drops Teo up and over the ropes but Teo manages to shift his weight and land upright on the apron. Teo pops Kids with a forearm to the back of the head and follows it with a roundhouse kick from the apron. Kidsgrove stumbles forward a moment and Teo is about to springboard but Kidsgrove explodes towards Teo with a flying knee of his own. Billy: Teo dodged it! He leapfrogged the ropes and Kidsgrove just as he was flying in! And kidsgrove is caught up in the ropes now!Chris Avery: Wait, was that The Box Office Smash?! These competitors are both looking to end it at any moment with one of their absolutely deadly knee strikes!Before Kids can get out of the ropes, Teo comes sliding under him and drives him to the mat with a sliding german suplex. Kids clutches the back of his head while Teo climbs back up to the apron and measures his down opponent before springboarding to the middle of the top rope and launching himself sky-high. Chris Avery: HABANERO HIGH DIVE!Billy: Thatz-a-spicy-cruiserweight!Chris Avery: Sam got his knees up! He just barely got his knees up in time but it probably just saved him the match!Kidsgrove gets back to his feet and pulls Teo up to his then smashes him under the jaw with a european uppercut. Teo stumbles back but Kidsgrove follows up with a second one, sending Teo into the corner. Kidsgrove is immediately on him and begins laying on STIFF chops to the chest. As the crowd “WOOS!” after every crack of skin on skin, Teo’s chest turns lobster red and some welts even begin to form. Chris Avery: Kidsgrove in control now! He whips Teo toward the opposite turnbuckle and comes immediately charging after but no! Teo bounces to the second rope and flips back toward Kidsgrove with a cross body!Billy: Caught by Kidsgrove!Sam stumbled back upon the initial impact but regained his footing and caught Teo mid-air before driving him into the mat with a Michinoku Driver. Chris Avery: ONE!TWO! THRE-Kickout by Teo! Kidsgrove thought he had him but he stands back up and waits for Teo to do the same. Kidsgrove slaps his knee, calling for the Box Office Smash as Teo uses the ropes to get up. Teo is up and Kidsgrove charges him but Teo quickly drops down and meets him with a drop toe hold which sends Kids’ neck down across the second rope. Kidsgrove is hung there a moment and Teo hops to the apron and then drills Kidsgrove in the face with a shotgun dropkick on the apron. Kidsgrove is again on the mat inside and Teo sees an opportunity for the Habanero High Dive. The moment Teo hops up to the top rope, Kids lunges to the ropes and and Teo crotches himself on the top rope. Billy: MIERDA FUEGO SUS HUEVOS!Kidsgrove half consciously bounces off the far ropes and then tattoos Teo across the face with a helluva kick launching him off the rope and to the arena floor. Kidsgrove falls to his hands and knees himself. The referee starts the ten count on the downed Teo outside. ONE! TWO! THREE! Chris Avery: Kidsgrove is up but Teo has not moved! Will Kidsgrove take this one by countout?FOUR! FIVE! Billy: Teo is stirring!SIX! Teo is using the guard rail to get himself up. SEVEN! Chris Avery: OH MY GOD SAM KIDSGROVE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!Kidsgrove just rocketed himself in a suicide dive over the top onto Teo who was still leaning on the guardrail, bulldogging the cruiserweight face first into the guardrail but launching himself into the front row in the process. Chris Avery: Kidsgrove has disappeared into the front row of fans and Teo is absolutely out cold! The referee is now sliding out there to check on both competitors…Wow...Kidsgrove apparently trying to match Teo’s disregard for his own safety!Billy: This is the Wrestler of the Year, Chris! Whatever it takes to win!The referee finally finishes checking on both competitors and slides back into the ring. Chris Avery: Looks like he’s not even going to consider a double count out here...We’ve got to have a winner!A chant of “HEY-O TEO!” begins swelling from a section in the rafters which is quickly answered by a “LET’S GO KIDSGROVE!” The two chants take turns, getting louder and louder as the competitors begin to stir. Teo is up to his knees when we see a hand reach up onto the guard rail from out of the crowd. Kidsgrove pull himself up and Teo gets to his feet. Kids throws a right hand but Teo ducks it then nails him with a spinning back elbow. Teo grabs Kidsgrove and through some miracle of willpower, gets him into a vertical suplex taking Kidsgrove over the guard rail and onto the arena floor. Both men are slow to get up again and Kidsgrove is pulling himself back up with the ringpost. And here comes Teo flying in after him…. Billy: Stunt Double! Kidsgrove sidestepped him and Teo just ate the ringpost! But he doesn’t go down...he’s just hanging onto it, barely conscious! Here comes Kidsgrove with a Helluva kick!Chris Avery: NO! Teo moved! Or did he just stumble out of the way fortuitously?! Either way, Kidsgrove just caught nothing but ringpost himself and is now dazed!Teo takes the opportunity to slide himself into the ring and get himself up to his feet. The referee starts to count on the dazed Kidsgrove but Teo stops him and signals for Kidsgrove to get in the ring. Chris Avery: Teo wants to finish this in the ring! These two men have laid it on the line here tonight and they’re going to finish it right in the middle of the Action Wrestling squared circle!Kidsgrove rolls in and Teo hits him with a few strikes and whips him into the corner! Kidsgrove stumbles out.. BLAZING KNEE!! No, Kidsgrove moves and Teo crashes into the turnbuckles and Kidsgrove pins him!! ONE!! TWO! TEO KICKS OUT!! Kidsgrove lands a few strikes and picks Teo up and shoves him back into the corner. He whips him out of the corner to the other turnbuckles and Teo crashes into it and stumbles out and Kidsgrove goes for.. BOX OFFICE SMASH!! Teo sidesteps and grabs the legs of Kidsgrove and powerbombs him down, sort of, He hooks the legs!! ONE!! TWO!! THRE- SAM KIDSGROVE KICKS THE HELL OUT. Teo can't believe it! He gets up and puts Kidsgrove between his legs and picks him up for a powerbomb but Kidsgrove floats out behind Teo and grabs the neck and goes for a neckbreaker, but Teo spins and goes for a suplex but Kidsgrove floats out of that and lands behind Teo and shoves him forward into the turnbuckles chest first! Teo stumbles back and Kidsgrove takes a few steps and hits a BOX OFFICE SMASH to the back/side of the head of Teo sending him down! Billy: BOX OFFICE SMASH!!Chris Avery: THATS IT!!Kidsgrove pins. One! Two! Three! Billy: KIDSGROVE ADVANCES TO THE NEXT ROUND!Chris Avery: WHAT A WIN FOR KIDSGROVE!DING DING Crowd reacts as Kidsgrove kneels up in the corner and the ref raises his arm in victory. Billy: A defeating loss for Teo, no doubt. Thats the issue with this first round.. so many losers tonight deserve so much success here!Chris Avery: Thats what makes Turmoil so damn good! Its intense from start to finish!Kidsgrove is on the turnbuckles celebrating as Teo has rolled to the apron. The show is Teo hanging his head on the apron and behind him is Kidsgrove on the turnbuckles across the ring celebrating. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:53:58 GMT -5
Turmoil First Round Stuart Slane vs. Wesley
"Conquistador" by Procol Harum plays through the venue's sound system. Once the opening strings section ends and the guitar riff cuts in, Stuart walks out from gorilla. Adilene Floyd: Hailing from Grant, Iowa; weighing 270 pounds: Stuart Slane!Stuart smugly acknowledges the boos of the crowd, and proceeds to slow march to the ring and up the steps. After wiping his feet on the apron he then enters between the ropes. Stuart moves to his corner, where he loosens up by engaging in some old time calisthenics Chris Avery: Slane! Wesley! The anticipation here is huge, and both these men have something to prove!Billy: I know, Chris, but the question is-who walks away with the win?The arena goes quiet as “Power” by Kanye West starts to play and a chorus of cheers rings out throughout the crowd. Golden lights strobe to the beat of the song until Wesley walks out onto the stage, an all business grin plastered on his handsome face. He walks down the ramp, relishing in the rain of cheers from the hot ass crowd. Adilene Floyd: On his way to the ring, from Atlanta, Georgia...he is “The IllumiDaddy”...WESLEEEEEEY!!!He walks down the ramp, handshakin', high fivin', shuckin' and jivin. He rotates his shoulders as he walks up the steps, climbing in between the top and middle rope. He paces the ring before stepping into the middle turnbuckle and leering towards the peasants in the crowd. DING DING DING There’s no love lost as the bell rings, and both men immediately rush forward into a harsh lockup. Wesley looks to drive Slane down to the canvas, but Slane catches himself on a knee and tries to force back up. He drives his knee into Wesley’s face as he starts to lift off the ground, before trying to get Wesley in position for a pumphandle for his Pumphandle Gutbuster, but Wesley fights out of it with repeated elbows! Both men break away, and Wesley claps Slane with a brutal lariat across the chest, but Slane fires back with a nasty chop! Wesley fires off another lariat, Slane another chop, and both men are trading blows in the center of the ring! Wesley eventually nails Slane with a harsh lariat and whips him into the corner, but as he comes in hot for a rebound-Slane BOOTS him in the skull and sends him down! Chris Avery: A nasty Big Boot from Slane there may have ended Wesley’s brief streak of momentum!Slane falls onto Wesley and hooks the leg! ONE! TW-NO! Wesley kicks out! Billy: But that’s not enough to put away the former US Champion!Slane grabs Wesley and pulls him up, looking for a Powerbreaker, but Wesley fights out and slaps Slane across the face before pulling him in for a Snapped Dragon Suplex! Slane lands on his neck, and Wesley hits the ropes, looking for a sit-out dropkick to a kneeling Slane, but Slane ducks out of the way at the last moment! Slane manages to get to the ropes and rebound for a dropkick of his own, but Wesley cuts him off with a running lariat that stuns him for a moment, before pulling him in for a deluge of forearms to the skull, followed up by a released Butterfly Suplex! Slane crashes to the canvas, and Wesley hits the ropes as Slane starts to pull back to his feet-SPRINGBOARD BACK ELBOW to send Stuart Slane crashing back down to Earth! Wesley dives onto him for a pin! ONE! TWO!!-NO! SLANE KICKS OUT! Wesley drags Slane back to his feet and slaps him across the face, before looking for another Butterfly Suplex, but Slane counters the double underhook into a single underhook and rapid fire knee strikes to the skull, before pulling Wesley in for a Throat Thrust Uppercut and then a Bear Hug! Stuart presses Wesley into the corner, putting more pressure on his back as he tightens the bear hug, trying to force the IllumiDaddy to tap or pass out! Wesley fights against it, trying to reach for the ropes, but as he gets close Stuart shows immense strength by dragging him out of the corner and pulling back-before snapping DOWN with a bearhug spinebuster! The move looks to have taken a lot out of both men, and Wesley tries to recuperate just long enough to avoid the pin, but Slane has other ideas as he hits the ropes and CLOCKS Wesley with an absolutely ridiculous big boot to the back of the skull! Wesley goes down hard, and Slane rolls him over, hooking both legs and going for a cover! ONE! TWO!! THR-NO! Wesley kicks out! Despite his best efforts, Slane can’t keep Wesley down! He tries for the Slane Slam, but Wesley belts him in the skull with repeated elbows as he tries to lock the half nelson in, forcing Slane off! Wesley hits the ropes and CLAPS Slane with a brutal lariat across the chest, before following up with rapid fire alternating forearm strikes to send him into the ropes! Slane appears to be slightly bloodied from a cut above his right eye, but Wesley’s looking to capitalize on his momentary blindness with a massive dropkick that sends Slane screaming out of the ring! Slane crashes down to the outside, nearly going through the barricade as he hits the ringside area! Chris Avery: Holy shit! The force of that dropkick!Billy: You’re not kidding-Wesley may have regained control here!Slane tries to pull himself back up on the apron, but Wesley’s quick to cut him off with a nasty Baseball Slide Dropkick that sends Slane crashing into the barricade. Wesley follows up with a big running lariat that sends Slane out into the crowd, and both men brawl as Wesley comes over, with Slane managing to get a brief advantage by slamming Wesley’s head into the barricade! The crowd’s going wild as Slane throws Wesley back over the barricade, following up with a leaping Boot that sends Wesley crashing back into the apron head-first! Both men make it back to the ring by the count of eight, with Slane throwing Wesley back in and rolling to a standing position. He lines up for the Runaway Slane, but Wesley counters with a well placed knee that sends Slane staggering-AND HE TAKES SLANE DOWN WITH THE ILLUMIKICK! Slane crashes to the canvas, and Wesley covers! ONE! TWO!! THREE-NO! SLANE KICKS OUT! Wesley looks frustrated as he drags Slane up to his feet, battering him with heavy overhand forearm strikes! Chris Avery: Wesley’s out for blood now-and look, you can see the damage to Slane’s face worsening!Billy: No joke!Wesley drags Slane into the corner, and pulls him up to the top rope before going to the ropes for a springboard, springboarding for the IllumiSteiner-BUT SLANE CATCHES HIM WITH A DIVING FOREARM AS HE SWINGS UP INTO POSITION, SENDING BOTH MEN CRASHING TO THE CANVAS! Slane goes for the bearhug again, this time from a grounded position, but Wesley manages to counter it into a snap pin that Slane almost immediately breaks! Slane rolls to his feet and rushes for a boot at the same time that Wesley rushes for a lariat, but Slane CLOCKS Wesley-ONLY FOR WESLEY TO FOLLOW THROUGH AND TAKE SLANE DOWN TO THE GROUND! Both men hit the canvas in an impressive display of force, and the crowd pops heavy! Billy: Both men fatigued as hell!Slane gets up first and lays a right hand into Wes and picks him up FOR THE SLANE SLAM. But Wes floats out of it and backslide pins him! On- Slane kicks out immediately and rolls to his feet but Wes kicks him and hits the ILLUMIHOOK He pins Slane! One! Two! Three! DING DING Billy: Wesley of the Following moves on in Turmoil!Chris Avery: What a match!Billy: Slane showed promise for sure, I thought he had it one multiple times! Wesley comes out on top.We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:54:52 GMT -5
Circe Cicero & Trudy Lindbergh Segment
Scene opens with Circe Cicero stepping inside the arena from the parking lot and immediately bumping into a very aggravated General Manager Pasternak. Alexander Pasternak: There you are! Get your damn pigs under control. We're not running a farm here.Circe Cicero: Pigs? Where?She's just as confused as the audience. Pasternak sternly directs her to follow and they come upon a shitload of pigs running around in the hallways causing a clusterfuck of commotion. Some are pissing. Some are shitting. Some are trying to eat the shoes and pants off of backstage staffers and wrestlers. Circe Cicero: What?! These aren't mine!Alexander Pasternak: That's not what I heard. I don't really care if they are or aren't. You're the pig lady around here so do some pig whispering or some shit and get them the hell out of here.The GM stomps away ticked off while Circe tries in vain to get them under control. She sees a note taped to her dressing room door and she reads it while the camera shows the words too. The Note Reads: "Ms. Cicero. I was spirited by your recent message in my internet board, the part where you said the 25k I spent to have Max attack Stella could've been spent to save some pigs. I did just that. I spent 25k and saved these precious pigs on your behalf. I know you will treat them well and provide them a good and safe home. I hope this means we can be cordial toward each other from now on and make a truce. Best Regards, Trudy Lindbergh, PETA Liaison to Action Wrestling." Cicero rips the note off the door and scrunches it in her hand. She opens the door to her dressing room and is appalled to find it trashed by pigs galore pissing, shitting, eating furniture and the complimentary food baskets arena staff gives out. Circe Cicero: You poor things!Yes, Circe is more concerned over the pigs' general welfare than the damage they're causing, because Circe is cuckoo. Deciding the first thing she must do is provide the abandoned swine sustenance, she begins barging into other dressing rooms to 'commandeer' their food baskets. Taking what she can, she dumps their contents in the hallway for the pigs to consume. She tips over the Craft Service tables as well. Finding a fire ax and sets to work demolishing a pyramid of water cooler bottles so her new charges have something to drink. Finally a contingent of arena security descend on her. They take the ax and escort her kicking and screaming from the premises. Circe Cicero: No! They've already been abandoned once!Security dumps her outside, and then drives the swine out as well. The scene ends with Circe running around the parking lot trying to keep members of newly acquired brood from being run over, clutching one particularly defenseless piglet to her chest as she does.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:55:28 GMT -5
Turmoil First Round Kaz Mazy vs. Graham Baker Billy: Chris, We’ve already watched two first round matches for the Turmoil Wrestler of the Year tournament and this one is just as hotly anticipated as the previous two!Chris Avery: Yeah, the cruiserweight champion Kaz Mazy takes on the former United States and Tag Team Champion, Graham Baker!!Graham Baker emerges from the crowd, slapping hands with the fans before he throws himself over the barricade. He immediately steps into the ring and jaws with his opponent. If they're someone who he's got a great deal of heat with, he'll either taunt them with a middle finger, a finger-gun to the head, or he'll spit into their face. Billy: Last week, Graham Baker was pinned to cause the elimination of Man Made Gods from the Trios tournament.Chris Avery: Yeah, so you know Baker wants to get past Kaz Mazy in this matchup to advance in the tournament and represent the Man Made Gods!“Sunlifter” by Misery Signals blares through the arena as fire erupts from the stage and Psycho Vulcan Sentai rises from a lift in the center of the stage. He stands in the middle of the fire as it blazes out from the stage, eventually it recedes and he makes his way down the ramp. Adilene Floyd: On his way to the ring, PSYCHO VULCAN SENTAIIIIIIIIII!!!Psycho Vulcan Sentai leaps up to the apron and stands menacingly staring into the ring. He jumps up and over the top rope, landing on his feet and rolling into the center of the ring. He holds his arms out and his head down. He stands up as his music begins to fade away and awaits his opponent. Billy: Kaz’s team with Howard Black and Crow McMorris may have been a dream team, but the dream ended at the hands of The Following in the finals.Chris Avery: What a notch in Kaz’s belt would it be to win this entire tournament surrounded by heavyweights and members of the main roster while holding the cruiserweight title though!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. Kaz immediately backs Baker into the corner with a series of palm strikes. Baker is floored with a spinning backfist and dropped with a spinning heel kick. Kaz drops Baker with a backbreaker before applying a crippler crossface. Billy: Kaz is trying to put Baker away quickly!Chris Avery: He wants no part of this battle with one of the Man Made Gods!Kaz whips Baker across the ring, but Baker holds onto Kaz’s arm and pulls him into a hook kick. Kaz is tossed across the ring with a dragon suplex. Baker charges into the corner and executes a running knee strike, crushing Kaz with the knee. Kaz wisely rolls out of the ring. Baker slides out beside Kaz who turns around into a hard chop from Kaz. The crowd OOOHs as Kaz yells out in pain, staggering away. Baker flies across ringside with a flying forearm. Baker rolls Kaz back into the ring, but Kaz rolls away from Baker before he can go for a pin. Billy: Kaz keeps moving like the veteran that he is and making Graham Baker give chase.Chris Avery: Yeah and Baker seems to be falling for it, looking frustrated.Baker goes for a roundhouse kick but Kaz ducks it and connects with a springboard crossbody. Baker is back on his feet but goes down to a thrust kick. Kaz grabs Baker by the head and bounces off the second turnbuckle and executes a tornado DDT, taking Baker back to the ground before locking in a STF. Baker pulls the pair over to the ropes and forces Kaz to release the hold. Kaz quickly bounces up and nails Baker with a big enziguri, the smack heard in the nosebleeds. Billy: OOF! What a hell of a kick that was!Chris Avery: Yeah and he’s going for the pin!ONE!! TW---NOOO! Baker kicks out before the referee can count to two. Both men are back on their feet with Baker appearing dazed from that kick still. Kaz smirks before charging at Baker, but he was playing possum and catches Kaz in a big powerslam! Kaz bounces back up but goes down to a roundhouse kick. Baker grabs Kaz from behind and launches him with a big german suplex. Baker runs across the ring and nearly takes Kaz’s head off with a running elbow. Baker sends Kaz across the ring and catches him for a sitout powerbomb and holds for the pin! ONE!! TWOO!! TH--NOO Kaz gets his shoulder up right after the two count! Billy: WHOA!! Graham Baker almost got Kaz Mazy there with that series of moves!Chris Avery: Yeah, Baker caught Kaz by surprise and got a near fall!Baker whips Kaz across the ring as he gets to his feet, but Kaz hops up and executes a hurricanrana on Baker out of nowhere and goes for the pin! ONE!! TWOO!! THRE--NOOO!! Billy: SHITFIRE! He almost got the three count on Baker!Chris Avery: Baker’s pissed! He goes after Kaz but eats a sitout facebuster!Kaz runs to the ropes and springboards for a moonsault. He grabs Baker and hefts him up onto the top turnbuckle and climbs off for a frankensteiner! Kaz runs the ropes and connects with a running senton splash onto Baker. Kaz waits for Graham Baker to get to his feet and nails a springboard facebuster!! Billy: GORENGER TO GRAHAM BAKER!!Chris Avery: Kaz has the leg hooked!!ONEE!! TWOO!! THRE---NOOO! Baker gets the shoulder up!! Billy: Kaz isn’t happy that was a near fall!Chris Avery: Yeah, he’s looking to start off this Road to Turmoil with a victory!Kaz goes to grab Baker to hit his finisher, but Baker delivers a big headbutt, staggering Kaz. Baker powerbombs Kaz to the mat and helps him back up only to deliver a big brainbuster in the center of the ring. Baker pulls Kaz up into the piledriver position and drops him on his head. Billy: Graham Baker going old school with the piledriver!Chris Avery: He’s got him up on his shoulders now! Death Valley Driver to Kaz Mazy. Baker looks like he’s ready to finish this match off!Graham Baker runs the ropes… Billy: SACRED HERITAGE TO KAZ MAZY!!Chris Avery: He folds him up like an accordion with the legs hooked!!ONEE!! TWOOO! THREE---NOOO! Kaz Mazy gets the shoulders up! Baker pulls Kaz Mazy to his feet and hooks his arms. Chris Avery: GROUND ZERO TO KAZ MAZY!!Billy: Baker has the leg hooked again! Is this enough?!ONE!! TWOO!! THREEE!! DING DING DING Graham Baker gets to his feet, victorious. Billy: Big win here tonight for Graham Baker, defeating the Cruiserweight champion!Chris Avery: Graham Baker may be on the main roster, but Kaz Mazy is a multi-year veteran and the cruiserweight champion because he’s one of the best, so this is definitely a great win for Graham Baker!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:57:53 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 22:58:44 GMT -5
Matthias Mintzel Segment Billy: OK, I’m sure you’ve seen the news on Social Media by now that a VERY exciting young superstar is joining Action Wrestling?Chris Avery: I’ve been waiting for his debut all week since it was announced!Billy: We’re told this kid is the real deal.Chris Avery: People who have seen him have said he’s a future world champion here FOR SURE!!!!The lights in the arena go out, the crowd grows into a crescendo of noise and excitement at the imminent debuting superstar. The lights flash on and the arena is filled with a bright gold light and an angelic choir… Billy: History in the making here folks, here he comes!A perfectly sculpted and tanned superstar walks out from the back. His perfect head of thick dark hair seems to flow in a non-present air machine and the crowd go wild, finally getting a glimpse of this megastar in waiting. Billy: Here he is, I can’t believe we’re seeing this moment!Chris Avery: History in the making!He poses at the top of the ramp as golden pyro goes off at either side of him. He has a wonderful pout on his face, the women and most of the men in the front rows go faint. Even Adilene’s voice is cracking slightly as she announces: Adilene Floyd: This match is scheduled for 1 fall. First, making his way to ring weighing 220 pounds, making his action wrestling debut….The wrestler is attacked from behind. Matthias Mintzel stomps on his head, over and over again, crashing it in to the steel ring entrance, the debuting wrestler is out cold. Matthias picks up his body nevertheless and lifts it up into a powerbomb position, he lifts him up a few extra inches from a standard bomb and walks to the side of the entrance ramp and throws him down with some force onto the bare concrete. Billy: What the hell!Chris Avery: He’s going to ruin this kids career before it’s even started, Matthias is sick!Matthias’ stone cold expression hasn’t broken once during the entire assault and it stays the same as he jumps down to where the exciting new star’s body is lying lifeless. Some EMT’s come out to tend to him but as they see Matthias approaching he flashes a look of pure fury towards them and they stop immediately in their tracks, not daring to get near him. He picks up a steel chair which someone nearby has vacated in panic and wraps it round the young wrestler’s leg as he climbs back onto the entrance ramp which is a good 4 or 5 feet higher up. Billy: No! This will cripple him!Matthias jumps down and stomps on the chair with both feet and his full weight. Chris Avery: This is sick, he’ll never wrestle again.Billy: He’ll be lucky if he ever walks again.Matthias looks at the body, the leg now at an angle it should never be possible to get a leg, satisfied his work here is done he walks out of the arena without taking even a second to look back. Billy: This should’ve been the first night of this young man’s glittering career here, but Matthias Mintzel has ruined it!Chris Avery: Why?!Billy: We’ll never even find out what his name was!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:02:27 GMT -5
Turmoil First Round Spencer Adams vs. Odin Balfore Billy: So far tonight, we’ve watched three other participants advance in the Turmoil Wrestler of the Year tournament and now we’re about to watch two legends go at it.Chris Avery: Yeah, Odin Balfore versus Spencer Adams is sort of a dream match for many and they're getting to see it here in one of the hottest matchups of the first round!“With Oden On Our Side" Hit’s the PA system. The arena grows dark as the fans get to their feet to catch a glimpse of the stage. The fans stand and cheer an once the vocals starts, the arena lights flash back on and there stands Odin Balfore, centre stage. Odin stares down at the ring with a sinister grin as the fans sing along with the chorus. Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won! Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... the battle is.. already won! The fans pop insanely right after as Odin begins to walk down the ramp at a slow an methodical pace. Once he gets to the foot of the ring, he steps up on it and looks around the arena again before stepping over the ropes.. Crowd: Futile to resist! You know why we have come! Futile to resist... Odin cuts off the fans as he raises his hand in triumph. Odin turns back to the ring as the fans finish their part. Crowd: The battle is.. already won! Odin stares down his opponent as he waits for the match to get underway. Chris Avery: Two legends going at it here tonight and there’s no bigger legend than Odin Balfore!Billy: Odin is currently the number one contender to the hardcore title, but you know he wants to advance in the Turmoil WOTY tournament as well.A panoramic view scans around the viewing audience in the midst of lively partying, dancing, and drinking throughout the arena. They simultaneously start chanting in unison: “WE GON' BE ALRIGHT! WE GON' BE ALRIGHT! WE GON' BE ALRIGHT! WE GON' BE ALRIGHT!” We hear Pharrell’s signature four beat stop as a mock illustration of Mt. Rushmore comes on screen, one face added per beat stop with each of them being Spencer's. “Alright” by Kendrick Lamar starts playing throughout the arena. As the chorus drops, the lively partying, dancing, and drinking from the viewing audience picks up as Spencer Adams appears on stage. He looks straight up into the camera and strolls down the aisle before jogging up the steps. He hits the post with an exchange of right and left palm strikes before using the ropes to springboard himself to the top turnbuckle where he leans his head back and thrusts his arms out to both sides to a monster pop from the crowd. Adilene Floyd: Making his way to the ring, from Chicago, Illionis weighing in at 170 pounds...Spencerrrr Adams!!Spencer leans down, smacking both hands against the ringside padding once he hits the end of the ramp. He charges forward and slides into the ring. Once inside, he ascends the turnbuckle and brings both palms to his chest as he exhales before extending his arms outward once more. Billy: So last week Spencer teamed with Lockhart to defend the tag team titles against The Storm.Chris Avery: Spencer and Lockhart are a strong tag team and Spencer is just as good at singles wrestling!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. Spencer peppers Odin with some quick elbow strikes, but Odin responds with a strong headbutt, sending Spencer to the mat. Odin jumps forward and nearly takes Spencer’s head off with a big boot. Odin stands in the corner as Spencer gets up, shaking the cobwebs loose before going down to a running knee lift. Odin drops a huge elbow across the chest of Spencer before helping him to his feet and sending him into the corner. Odin presses a boot to Spencer’s neck, choking him against the ropes. Odin waits until the referee counts four before pulling his boot away and Spencer collapses to one knee, a hand to his throat as he coughs. Billy: Odin Balfore taking it to Spencer Adams here in the early going.Chris Avery: Yeah, Spencer needs to be careful in there with a big man like Odin. I’m sure Spencer has felled many giants in his career but there are none like Odin Balfore!Odin goes to grab Spener, but Spencer stuns Odin with a spinning backfist. Spencer kicks Odin in the midsection and hits a DDT. Odin is back up and Spencer dives forward with a flying forearm, taking Odin down again. Odin is taken down again as he goes to get up with a running knee to the gut. Spencer quickly hooks the leg. ONE!! NOO! Odin immediately bench presses Spencer Adams into the air. Spencer lands on his feet with some cat like reflexes. Spencer comes at Odin, but Odin nails him with a big right fist. Spencer looks out of it as he falls to the mat, but the momentum rolls him out of the ring and to the outside. Odin steps over the top rope and hops down to ringside and pulls Spencer to his feet before chokeslamming him to the mat. Billy: SHITFIRE! That was a hell of a chokeslam! Spencer had to be damn near 10 feet in the air!Chris Avery: Yeah AND it was on the outside.Odin pulls Spencer back up to his feet and executes a stalling suplex. Spencer yells out, arching his back in pain. Odin drops a knee across the head of Spencer and he rolls around yelling in pain. Odin pulls Spencer to his feet and rolls him into the ring before pulling himself up onto the apron and stepping over the top rope back into the ring. Odin grabs Spencer and whips him into the corner before crushing him in it with a corner avalanche. He pulls Spencer away from the corner and goes for the pin. ONE!! TWOO! THR---NOOO! Spencer gets the shoulder up! Chris Avery: Wow! That was a close one! Spencer was nearly eliminated just like that!Billy: Yeah, that was a brutal series of moves by Odin. He was hoping to put away Spencer and move on.Odin pulls Spencer up and hammers away at him in the corner. The fans start rallying behind Spencer and he finally ducks one of Odin’s big rights and rolls out of the corner. Odin is staggered into the corner by a dropkick. Spencer stomps away at Odin who finally shoves him across the ring. Spencer rolls backwards and back onto his feet, just in time to duck a huge big boot by Odin. Spencer runs the ropes and nails a hurricanrana on Odin. Spencer hits a flying clothesline on Odin, taking him down before executing a standing moonsault and hooking the leg! Billy: Spencer’s turning this match around!ONEE!! TWO---NOO!! Odin kicks out right as the referee’s hand hits the mat a second time. Chris Avery: Still not enough to put away Odin though!Spencer runs up as Odin gets to one knee and cracks him upside the head with an enziguri. Odin immediately rolls out of the ring and Spencer quickly scales the turnbuckles. He flies off, taking Odin down with a crossbody! Billy: HIGH RISK!Chris Avery: HIGH REWARD!The crowd pops at Spencer’s big move. Spencer climbs back into the ring as Odin slowly gets to his feet and climbs back into the ring. Spencer’s already charging at Odin, but Odin was ready and spears Spencer nearly out of his boots. Odin grabs Spencer’s legs and applies a Boston Crab. Spencer yells out but uses an inhuman amount of strength to pull the pair over to the ropes, forcing Odin to break the count at four. Odin pulls Spencer up to his feet and folds him in half for a powerbomb! The ring shakes from the impact and Spencer is looking out of it. Odin pulls Spencer up and into a piledriver. Billy: Odin going old school with the piledriver!Chris Avery: Spencer’s gotta do something here because he’s about to be eliminated from this tournament! And Odin has just locked in a sleeper hold!Billy: Odin’s so massive he could just twist the wrong way here and Spencer would be paralyzed or even dead. He’s trying to wear Spencer down here with these submission holds.Chris Avery: It looks like it’s working as the referee is checking on Spencer. His arm has fallen twice and here it comes for a third time...NOOO! The crowd rallies behind Spencer and Spencer fights his way out of the sleeper. But he runs right into a kick to the midsection by Odin and is hoisted up on Odin’s huge shoulder. Odin runs across the ring and nearly puts Spencer through it with a huge running powerslam!! Billy: LAWMAKER TO SPENCER ADAMS!!Chris Avery: Billy, I’m afraid that’s it for Spencer!ONE!!! TWOO!! THRE---NOOOO! Spencer gets the shoulder up!! Billy: SHITFIRE! Chris, there was ZERO daylight between the referee’s hand and the mat! THAT was a three count!Chris Avery: Yeah and I think Odin agrees with you as he’s arguing with the referee now.Spencer has time to recover and quickly scales the turnbuckles and flies off for a missile dropkick to the back of Odin. Odin crashes into the turnbuckles chest first hard and falls onto his back. Spencer runs and hits a running senton flip and bounces right back up and is on the ropes as Odin gets to his feet slowly. Spencer flies off for an asai moonsault, taking Odin down again. Spencer hits a standing star press. Billy: Spencer’s on fire right now!Chris Avery: it’s that never say die attitude of Spencer’s!Spencer snaps off a superkick as soon as Odin goes to get to his feet, catching him on the chin. Odin collapses and Spencer quickly hooks the leg! Billy: THE RANGE TO ODIN BALFORE!!Chris Avery: I think he’s out, Billy!ONE!! TWOO!! THREE---NOOO!! Odin gets the shoulder up. Billy: Spencer can’t believe it and neither can I!Chris Avery: Only in the Turmoil Wrestler of the Year tournament can you get action like this, Billy!Spencer quickly scales the turnbuckles and waits for Odin to get up before flying off. Billy: QUARANTINE TO ODIN BALFORE!!Chris Avery: Spencer has the leg hooked!!ONE!! TWOOO! THREE!! DING DING DING “Alright” by Kendrick Lamar starts playing throughout the arena as Spencer Adams uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Chris Avery: Wow! What a win by Spencer Adams over Odin Balfore!Billy: Yeah, these two went to WAR and Spencer had to pull out all the stops to get a win over Odin!Chris Avery: Yes he did and Spencer advances to the next round of the Turmoil Wrestler of the Year tournament!Spencer gets up and reels back to the ropes. Absolutely impressive win for Spencer. We fade out to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:12:46 GMT -5
NATE vs. Frank Lowe Adilene Floyd: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!Cheers erupt from the crowd. Chris Avery: We've gone through half of the first round matchups in the Wrestler of the Year Tournament and it's been a wild ride already, but now it's time to shift the focus to the Hardcore Title match about to happen. These bouts bring the violence out of everybody inv-Billy: SHITFIRE!!! THEY'RE ALREADY BRAWLING!Sure enough, NATE and Frank Lowe didn't even want to wait until they met in the ring to start fighting. Frank even has the Hardcore Title around his waist still. Billy: They're trading shots on the stage! Back and forth they go and neither man is backing down!Chris Avery: The challenger, NATE, is starting to get the upper hand on the champion, Frank Lowe. I know these hardcore matches can be wildly unpredictable, but I wasn't expecting a melee to break out before either man could be introduced!Billy: Me neither! I don't think this match has officially started yet, but the crowd is already into it!Frank starts to fend off his challenger with a few well-timed punches, but the monstrous NATE responds with a wicked clothesline onto the middle of the ramp. Chris Avery: It's not every day you see a 6'3, near 300 pounder like Frank have a size disadvantage. I'd hardly call him a David, but that 7'3 tower of anger he's up against is definitely Goliath.Billy: I agree. Frank's already back on his feet and they're back to clubbing each other.Chris Avery: The challenger seems to be slowly overpowering him, and OHHH a knee to the champ's stomach by NATE.Billy: NATE's got him in the ring now. He follows and there goes the bell for match to star-DAAAAMMN! Frank took the title off his waist and clocked his opponent with it!Chris Avery: Might as well in a match like this! The fans don't like it, but it's legal! And now he's going for the cover!ONE! T- Chris Avery: NATE powers out with authority! He just got clobbered by the Hardcore Title, but I think that just made him upset.Billy: I don't think that's what he had in mind in terms of getting a title shot.Frank grabs the top rope and pulls it back, helping him push NATE out of the ring with his feet. The grounded giant immediately starts to get up, so Lowe decides to go for a suicide dive. The impact is like a train crashing into a tank as NATE gets sent into the barricade. The behemoth of a man refuses to stay down, however, so Frank goes for it again. Chris Avery: Lowe's gonna roll the dice again and NATE counters with a thunderous powerslam! That impact could've set off a car alarm! Wait, he's going under the ring.Billy: Frank used a weapon first, and now it's NATE's turn. He's found a chair and it looks like he has some bad intentions with it.NATE raises the chair high in the air before slamming it down onto Frank's torso. Then, he lands a sickening chair shot onto the champ's back that causes many of the fans to cringe. The challenger drops the chair so that he can raise Frank up to his feet. Instead of getting him back into the ring, NATE Irish whips his foe into the steel steps, knocking them over in the process. Chris Avery: NATE's starting to take over the match here in the early going. On top of that, he's chosen to inflict more pain outside the ring instead of sending Frank Lowe back inside.Billy: He's got that chair again. He's making his way over to Frank. Chair's going up....OHHHHH! Frank Lowe with the low blow! The big man is down! And now Frank's adding injury to injury with the Lowe Blow! He's laughing! He's really taking the time to laugh at the pain he's inflicting. Uh oh, now Frank's going under the ring.Frank retrieves a table and leans it up against a corner of the barricade. A smirk grows on his face as the wheels keep turning on a sinister plan that he's brewing. The champ ventures under the ring once more. This time, he comes out with a ladder. He leaves the ladder on the ground and walks over to NATE who has managed to make his way up to a kneeling position. Chris Avery: NATE brought back up to his feet by Frank Lowe and OHH NATE's fighting back with a shot to the gut! Frank responds with a stiff strike to the head. NATE comes back with a knife-edge chop to the chest that staggers the champ.Billy: Frank lands another shot to the head. And another. And a-NATE with a surprise headbutt! He follows it up with a clothesline that sends Frank to the floor!NATE grabs his own head, trying to shake off the effects of Frank's strikes. When he does, he grabs Frank and throws him inside the ring. The challenger follows him inside and covers him. ONE! TW- Chris Avery: This time it's Lowe with the emphatic kick out. NATE goes back outside of the ring and he's got an old favorite again.Billy: He's growing real fond of that chair, Chris!Chris Avery: Meanwhile, Frank's struggling a bit to get to his feet. NATE tosses the chair inside. And now he's entering the-whoa whoa whoa hold up!Frank manages to catch NATE with a surprise cradle pin. ONE! TWO! THR- Billy: He almost had him!Chris Avery: Frank took advantage of the situation and caught NATE off guard, but it wasn't quite enough to pick up the three. OH, and a kick to the knee by the champ who follows it up with a standing leg drop. You can hear the fans booing wildly as Lowe picks up his title and holds it in the air.Billy: Back on offense Frank goes with a few stomps to NATE's chest, and then he's back to taunting again.Chris Avery: The champ's slowing things down now so that he can bask in being in control of the match. Look at him. Slapping his opponent in the face as he's getting up.Billy: I don't think that was wise.Chris Avery: Uh oh, NATE caught Frank's hand....and now he's got him in the air! Look at the power of NATE on display! I think he's going for it!Billy: SHITFIRE!!! A RING THROW ONTO THE LADDER ON THE OUTSIDE!! That has GOT to hurt!Chris Avery: I'm certain it does, Billy! Remember, that was the ladder that Frank brought out from under the ring that he just landed on.Frank Lowe writhes in pain outside of the ring. Meanwhile, NATE exits the ring and grabs hold of the knocked over steps from earlier. Chris Avery: Frank's got his hands on those steps and MYYY GOODNESS did you hear that!? NATE just slammed the steps onto Frank WHILE he was still on the ladder!Billy: That's it. He's gotta be done for! NATE's bringing him back into the ring. Here's the cover!ONE! TWO! THRE- Billy: WHAT!? How did he manage to get a shoulder up!?Chris Avery: It may be instinct. It could be pride! It might even be stubbornness. No matter what, Frank's still in this match!NATE yells in frustration at the near fall and starts hammering away at Frank with numerous punches. He tries another pin. ONE! TWO! THR- Billy: Lowe kicks out at 2 and a half!Chris Avery: NATE's shaking his head in frustration now. He feels like he's close to winning that title, but how much more will it take? How much more punishment will NATE dish out in this match?Billy: Frank's starting to back away a bit, reaching for his title, but NATE cuts him off and stomps on his arm!Chris Avery. And now the challenger's got a hold of the champion. Billy: I think Frank just grabbed a chair.Chris Avery: Bearhug! NATE'S got him in the bearhug! He's trying to squeeze the life out of him!Billy: Frank's fading. Frank's fading! Frank's....WOW! What a shot by Frank Lowe with that chair!Chris Avery: Yeah, but NATE still has a hold of him. OHHH a second strike with the chair.....and now a THIRD one connects, sending the big man reeling as he drops the champ!Billy: Frank rolling, almost falling out of the ring to get some separation.Chris Avery: He's trying to get the wind back in his sails while NATE's trying to recover from that hat trick of head shots with the chair.Both men take a few seconds to recuperate before NATE makes his way out of the ring. He and Frank start trading strikes as soon as they meet. Back and forth. Hit for hit. NATE lands devastating kicks while Frank connects with brutally stiff punches. It's a stalemate until NATE blocks a punch from Frank and counters with an elbow that causes Lowe to stagger. Chris Avery: NATE going for a clothesline.....but Frank avoids it. NATE turns around and now Frank's got him and look at the strength of the Hardcore Champion! He just dropped NATE with a fisherman's suplex!Billy: Now he's looking at that table again that he set up earlier in the match.Chris Avery: He's bringing the challenger to the table, and now he's got him leaning against it.Billy: He's going for the ladder!Chris Avery: He's got the ladder, and running straight towards NATE and crashes the ladder into his stomach! That's gotta hurt!Billy: My stomach hurts just watching that collision!Chris Avery: Hold on, he's not done. What's he doing now?Billy: He's got the ladder sideways and he's placing it up on top of the barricade with NATE and the table behind it. He's got something vicious planned for sure.Chris Avery: He's backing up. What could he be...no. Oh no. He's getting in a running stance. Don't tell me he's about to charge into all of that!Billy: That's what it looks like!Chris Avery: Off he goes! He's picking up speed!Billy: HOOOLLLLLYYYYYY SHITFIRE!!! A FLYING CROSSBODY INTO THE LADDER...INTO NATE....AND THROUGH THE TABLE! THAT'S INSANE!Chris Avery: That's exactly what it is, but it's more than that! It's a showing to the great wills of these two competitors! It takes digging deep and pulling out all the stops to have a chance against someone like NATE! It takes creativity and devotion like Frank Lowe has shown in order to be Hardcore Champion like he is! Both of these men want to walk out of here as champion, even if that walk ends up being a crawl!Billy: They're both a mess out there, but neither one refuses to give up! They just keep trying to tear each other apart!Chris Avery: Which one of them has that last spark of firepower left in them to win this match!?Lowe crawls into the ring as Nate follows him. Nate stands up and Lowe is on his knees watching Nate come closer and Nate gets to him and Lowe unleashes a STIFF uppercut straight to the fucking COCK AND BALLS of Nate! The crowd OOOOOOOOOOOOOHs. Lowe just DDTs Nate onto the canvas Lowe pins. One! Two! Three! Billy: Damn it! Lowe is still your Hardcore Champion!Lowe and the Hangmen celebrate in the ring together. Chris Avery: Nate put up the best fight I've EVER seen from him! I mean that. I've never seen Nate try and fight as hard as he has like he just did tonight. Hangmen pick up Lowe and his Hardcore Championship and they continue to celebrate.. BUT WAIT Lowes music suddenly cuts out and instead 'DARKBREED' by Robert Slump thunders over the speakers in its place. Billy: Shitfire Chris, that's the Lost Breed's music and Frank Lowe looks pissed! This could be his chickens from last week coming home to roost.Chris Avery: He had to have seen this coming after the Hangmen beat down Sanchez last week after his match with Odin Balfore.The Hangmen immediately form an intimidating defensive line at the bottom of the ramp. David Sanchez gingerly walks through the curtain alone and in formal attire, at first glance. Lowe mouths off in the ring, shouting obscenities as he directs Shooter and Noose to attack. Before the Hangmen can make it this far up the ramp though, other members of the Lost Breed: J.C. Keeton and Downfall have ran ahead of the Mayor to meet the threat. Billy: J.C Keeton from CruiserClash and Downfall taking it to big Noose now, this is where the Lost Breed is at their most dangerous.Chris Avery: It sure is Billy, we've already seen them use the numbers to their advantage tonight. Shooter meanwhile is heading straight for Sanchez himself.The two superstars single out Noose and drive him back towards the ring, where Frank Lowe is heard simultaneously shouting instructions to his friend and subsequently blaming him for getting beatdown by: 'a bunch of pussies.' He holds the Hardcore Championship like a weapon, ready to meet the skull of the first man who enters the ring. Shooter continues up the ramp, meeting Sanchez with rights and lefts to drive him back to gorilla position as Lowe sings his praises, overlooking Noose who by now is getting driven back towards him. Billy: Shooter managing to push Sanchez back to the curtain and it doesn't look like the Mayor wants anything to do with Lowe's entourage tonight.Chris Avery: You said it Billy, the veteran's eating hands for sport up there and he doesn't seem to be dishing many out in response.Suddenly, Sanchez waves off the attack, backs off through the curtain and Shooter is just about to follow when suddenly Matthias Mintzel walks through the curtain this time instead of the Mayor, lunging with a haymaker of his own, rocking Shooter back a few feet at first. But ultimately to one knee, where Sanchez delivers a running Yakuza Kick to the temple. Billy: Shitfire again Chris, Matthias Mintzel is out here too now and he just knocked Shooter down to his knee with a huge right hand.Chris Avery: Sanchez scuttles out from behind the big German powerhouse and hits One Last Hit on the Hangman now that the hard work is done for him.Before too long, Adrian and three other MS-13 gang members are rushing the set from the backstage area, out and down the ramp. A few joining Sanchez and Mintzel who fasten a set of handcuffs to Shooter's wrist on one side and the other to Mintzel's own wrist. Lowe meanwhile holds the ring, yelling at Noose to intercept on the ramp as Downfall and Keeton quickly turn the numbers to their advantage on the big man. Billy: This is not a fun place to be right now if you're Frank Lowe. The longer this goes on, the more guys that seem to appear from the back.Chris Avery: The Lost Breed really throwing everything but the kitchen sink out here and now Shooter's handcuffed to Mintzel!Noose is herded back into the ring by Downfall, Keeton, Adrian and a few other MS-13 thugs who shove him back under the ropes at Lowe's feet, cheap shotting him with rabbit punches to the body all the way. The five men create a dam of separation between Lowe, Noose and the unfortunate Shooter who finds himself yanked up to his feet by Mintzel who uses the 'cuffs to execute an assidted spin on a short-arm spinebuster, driving the Hangman spine first into the steel ramp with a clatter and bang that echoes throughout the arena. David Sanchez: That should suffice Matt, now get this big fucker's arm, as we discussed.Mintzel keeps up the attack, quickly rolling Shooter over and applying an unorthodox Fujiwa armbar, using the handcuffs to apply further torque to the out-stretched limb which bends in a manner most unhealthy as Sanchez is handed a woodworking hacksaw from one of the MS-13 members who now surround the scene. The Mayor calmly and collectively leans down to where Mintzel holds Shooter's arm prone and holds the saw against the big man's arm while Mintzel keeps the submission locked in. David Sanchez: Frank… what happens next here is completely up to you. You can stand in there and watch as I sever your boy's hand off and throw it into the crowd. OR! You can do the right thing and add another name to that title match along with Odin's. You could have avoided all of this of course by just minding your own business after the damn match this week but eh, hingsights a bitch. I get it, you wanted to make a statement, it's heavy, that bag you're carrying. I mean, how does one KEEP his name on the people's lips after he had to outright kill a guy to generate some buzz around the water-cooler to begin with. In the ring, Frank Lowe holds the microphone away from his mouth but can still be heard saying: "fuck no." Noose on the other hand pleads with his benefactor, not wishing to see his running buddy lose an appendage on live television. The stalemate drags on for a full two minutes of Frank dragging his metaphorical feet before finally he rolls his eyes and caves to the Lost Breed's demands. Frank Lowe: FINE! You're in the match too Dave. Now let him go!Sanchez smirks but shakes his head disapprovingly as the crowd boo everybody involved in this gang beating, victims and attackers alike. David Sanchez: Me? Nah… I mean, I appreciate the offer and all but I was thinking things over in the back and I decided that while I'd very much enjoy taking your toy belt and pushing your face into the dirt. That wouldn't really send the right message, ya know? Now Matthias on the other hand… he just watched you smack his mentally challenged mate around for a hot minute and he wants nothing more than to do the same to you. Why settle for simple vengeance when I can watch you get sodomized by an angry, German wrecking ball? It's a no-brainer really.The crowd pops for this announcement. And Frank gulps as he consults with Noose who still shouts for Lowe to save Shooter's hand. Frank Lowe: Okay, FINE! Whatever! You made your point. He's in, just call off your dogs and put the damn hacksaw down!Sanchez nods, taking the saw away from Shooter's wrist and tapping Mintzel on the shoulder to let him know its okay to release the hold. Matthias wastes no time in doing so, quickly releasing the move by turning a tiny key in the handcuffs to let Shooter's arm fall limply to the ramp, clearly hurt but very much still attached. David Sanchez: Thanks Frank! It's been a pleasure. Okay guys, that about covers it, let's bounce. Good talk, Hangmen! We'll be in touch again soon. For now, let's go see if James has managed to wash the smell of blood, thirst and feminist values off of his hands yet.Sanchez drops the microphone on the ramp with a pop of static as the hulking Mintzel towers over Shooter, standing on his wrist for good effect. Downfall, Keeton, Adrian and the other anonymous MS-13 manpower all start to head back up the ramp where Sanchez leads them through the curtain as Clash goes to a commercial on commentary reactions. Billy: That's huge Chris, the Lost Breed just threw their weight around and ended up getting Matthias Mintzel added to the Hardcore Championship match set to take place between Frank Lowe and Odin Balfore.Chris Avery: We've gotta go to commercial Billy, but fans, don't you dare change the station. There's still a lot more to come tonight including the 'All-in' winner Carter Shaw taking on World Champion Corey Black in the main event!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:17:04 GMT -5
Well, well, well..
Cut to an office. The nameplate and the man behind the desk easily inform viewers just whose office it is. Torture: All things considered, I wasn't sure if I'd ever see you in this office again. And I definitely couldn't have imagined the circumstances.He presses his hands on his desk and peers over it, looking over the woman seated across from him. Torture: I won't lie and say that doesn't look good on you.Olivia Adler's eyes dart from Torture's to the floor, reflexively adjusting her sling and pulling her injured arm closer to her body. Torture: What, no wise-ass retort?Ash Blake, flanked by the hulking frames of the HR Department, stands behind Olivia with her hands atop the back of the chair, mimicking the co-president's posture, clears her throat and draws his attention. Ash Blake: She's shy.Torture: Right, that's the word I'd use.Ash Blake: Since.Torture: Riiiiiight.Ash Blake: That's kind of why we're here, actually.Torture raises an eyebrow. Ash Blake: Well, that and I figured it'd be better for you see a friendlier face than Mister…?Torture: Metzger.Ash Blake: Oh, Der Kommissar! Well aren't you special? He doesn't usually pop up on this side of the ol' Berlin Wall.Torture: I definitely felt the love.Ash Blake: And I do apologize again for how things went down a couple weeks ago. Unfortunate, but necessary.Torture: Get to the point.Ash cocks her head, a sly smile on her face. Ash Blake: Very well. I don't think I remind you about Miss Adler's contract situation.Torture: No, I'm pretty well-aware.Ash Blake: And I'm sure it frustrates you, seeing that chunk of cash set aside for a woman who, realistically speaking, will never compete again. Almost makes you wish for a way out, a cord to pull and open the parachute.Torture: Money's still flowing, in no small part thanks to your employers.Ash Blake: And yet, even if it doesn't hurt it still stings. Your propensity for overspending precedes you, unless you still think that Shadowlove contract was fair market value—Torture: Get to the point.Ash Blake: What if we made this black-eye of a contract go away?Torture: Out of the kindness of your heart, I'm sure.Ash Blake: No, this isn't a gift. It's a bargaining chip. We're open to renegotiating Olivia's contract if you agree to a change in job description.Torture: And there's the catch.Ash Blake: No catch, just hardly seems appropriate to keep a woman who can't wrestle on the roster.Torture rolls his eyes, shaking his head. Torture: And what position did you have in mind?Olivia slowly raises her good hand, catching Torture's eye. Olivia Adler: Assistant General Manager of Monday Night Clash.A beat. Another. A third. Torture bursts into laughter. Torture: Yeah, ok. What else do you want: a briefcase of money? The nuclear launch codes?Ash Blake: I don't know if mockery is wise at this point, sir.Torture: How the hell else am I supposed to process such a patently insane request?Ash Blake: A yes would suffice.Torture scoffs. Torture: And why the hell would I agree to this?Ash Blake: Because it's either this or—Torture: I'll gladly keep Olive's contract on the books to remind me to never to business with snakes again.Ash Blake: Tell me, when is Shaw's contract up? Cranley's? Vayden's? Are you ready for those negotiations?Ash leans over the chair, smiling down at Olivia. Ash Blake: And are you ready for my employers to hit your shareholders with a wave of FUD until we can swallow up enough of a stake in this company to put Olivia on the board of directors?Ash suddenly pulls back, turning towards the door. Ash Blake: Two options. One right, one wrong. I'm sure you'll make the right one. Peter, Samson? Stay here and make sure the paperwork gets signed.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:19:19 GMT -5
Turmoil First Round Lissie Hope vs. James Nightingale Billy: What a match this is going to be.Chris Avery: 4th seed V 10th seed but I tell you know, there is NO WAY of calling this one…The downtempo bass drops. The trap-heavy outro of Billie Eilish’s “bad guy” floods the arena, the booming shaking the seats underneath each audience member. They rise to their feet in anticipation of the arrival of Action Wrestling’s former two-time World Champion and All-In Briefcase holder, Lissie Hope. I like when you get mad. The crowd jumps out of their seats as the booming bass of the song continues. The anticipation is growing, and the chants of "LISSIE! LISSIE!" start to crescendo. You said she’s scared of me? I mean... Finally, the curtains spread and Lissie Hope emerges at the top of the entrance stage, standing for a moment and taking in the fan appreciation. Draped along her sternum is the silver plate of the Action Wrestling Tag Team Championship. She taps the plate, runs her finger along the name, and sprints down the ramp. Sliding under the bottom rope, she bounces to her feet and raises her arms to the crowd. I’m the bad guy. Ha! Adilene Floyd: Ladies and gentlemen… "THE BLACKHEART"... LISSSSSSIEEEE HOOOOOOPE!She enters the ring, wearing a cut-off "Villain" tee-shirt, and black and red workout pants. Handing the Tag Team Championship to the timekeeper, she follows it up by removing the Villain t-shirt and tosses it the front rows, watching the fans fight over the memorabilia. Climbing the corner to acknowledge the fans, the song fades to a hush and she awaits the opening bell. Billy: The Swallowing have been having trouble the last few weeks.Chris Avery: Lissie needs to forget that tonight though and focus on the man in front of her tonight or she’s going to have a rough night!“In the House, In a Heartbeat'' by William Morris begins its slow-burn introduction as the arena falls into darkness upon the sound of the song's iconic piano chords. Soon the piano is accompanied by the rumblings of bass guitar and in time with each note, a flash of strobe lighting appears; revealing a figure in the darkness standing in the centre of the entrance stage as his appearance is slowly revealed by the strobe lighting... it is James Nightingale. Nightingale remains still on the stage; his face half-covered by his intimidating goth-style entrance mask with his eyes focused intensely on the ring. As the tempo begins to increase he slowly unbuttons his trench coat without breaking his intense gaze on the ring; revealing “The Lost Breed” in blood-stained lettering written across the chest of his T-shirt. The music pauses and the strobe lighting ends; returning the arena to darkness once again. The music returns with an edgier tone; accompanied by electric guitar as the arena is now illuminated with blood-red lighting and “The Angel of Death” appears on the ActionTron, again in blood-stained lettering. Nightingale continues to stand on the stage; he cracks his neck from right to left before finally beginning his intimidating march to the ring whilst his intense soulless eyes never break away from his destination. His pace quickens as the drumbeat intensifies the unsettling theme music. He stops for a moment when he reaches the edge of the ring; before continuing his menacing walk around the outside, marking his territory for the war ahead whilst continuing not to break away his attention from the ring. Nightingale arrives at the side of the ring closest to the hard camera; he tilts his head and climbs up onto the apron before finally pulling his intense gaze away from the ring. Adilene Floyd: From The King’s City, England, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is a founding member of The Lost Breed...this is THE ANGEL OF DEATH!!... JAMES NIGHTINGALE!!!As his introduction is being made he slowly removes his entrance mask and drops it to the floor. Just before the music meets its climactic crescendo, he performs a slow throat slash gesture. The crescendo comes and he sprays a red mist into the air whilst throwing his arms out wide to form a crucifix shape as his name is called. His head drops back down as he smiles sadistically to the crowd whilst the red mist falls onto his face; resembling splatters of blood. He turns slowly and climbs into the ring; marching over to the turnbuckle to his far-right and climbs up onto the second rope. He again performs his signature pose whilst he smiles sadistically at the crowd with his blood-stained face. Nightingale jumps down and retreats to his corner; slowly removing his trench coat and T-shirt. He begins to loosen himself up; pulling violently on the ropes. Once he is finally prepared for the match, he begins to pace back and forth inside the ring ready for the fight ahead. Billy: Nightingale has come so close to the world title. Now, with The Lost Breed behind him, can anyone stop him?Chris Avery: He’ll be one of the favourites for this, no question.Billy: But so will Lissie Hope, that’s why this tournament is so crazy!The bell rings. Neither competitor hesitates as they march to the middle of the ring and start throwing shots at one another. Nightingale catches Lissie with a big elbow and he seizes his chance to throw her into a corner. He follows her to it and aims a right hook at her head but she ducks out the way and as he begins to turn he is hit with a right elbow from Lissie. She whips him into the opposite turnbuckle and runs after him, she kicks him hard with stiff shots to his legs and throws in a few punches for good measure. Nightingale defends himself and eventually pushes Lissie back to the middle of the ring, though she stays on her feet. Billy: We knew it’d be an even match!Chris Avery: These are 2 people who’ll thrive in such a tight encounter!Billy: They love it!Nightingale tentatively steps out of the corner which Lissie allows him to do and they engage in the middle of the ring. Momentarily, Nightingale appears to overpower Hope but she cleverly drops down and throws him to the floor with an arm drag. A frustrated Nightingale gets straight to his feet and Lissie hits him with a dropkick! Billy: Damn, that kick almost took his head off!Chris Avery: And James ain’t short, Lissie in the mood tonight.She goes to grab Nightingale and picks him up, only to put him back on the mat with a snapmare which she follows up with a kick to the spine. Nightingale yells in pain but his face breaks into a sadistic smile… Billy: He looks like he enjoyed that!Lissie backs off for a second and Nightingale rolls out of the ring. She attempts to follow him, frustrated at this move, but stays in the ring as he takes a second to regather himself. He walks slowly around the ring as the referee starts to slowly count. Chris Avery: Nightingale one of the most methodical guys we have in Action Wrestling.Billy: He’s in no hurry, he’s seen a bit of Lissie Hope already, you can see the cogs in his brain trying to work out what’s his next move.He stops walking and, looking right at Lissie and puts both arms out wide in a crucifix pose. Lissie gives up on waiting for him and rolls under the top rope and makes a beeline for him! Billy: Lissie frustrated with Nightingale’s tactics.Lissie connects with a couple of punches quickly but without much direction and Nightingale manages to grab her and throw her into the barricade to the crowd. She slumps into a squat position and Nightingale looks at her and laughs. Chris Avery: Smart tactics though, maybe Lissie’s focus isn’t 100% tonight.Billy: Well we know what’s happening with The Swallowing, maybe you’re right.Chris Avery: James Nightingale is the perfect man to take advantage though, huh!Lissie keels over forwards, still on the outside of the ring and finds herself on all fours. Nightingale stamps on her right arm. She yelps in pain and takes it off the ground, no sooner has she done so as James Nightingale stamps on the left arms. She kneels up, but Nightingale penalty kicks her in the face! Lissie slumps backwards as Nightingale grins to himself. He crawls back into the ring as the referee’s count reaches 7… Billy: I’m not sure Lissie is answering this count, has Nightingale’s tactical approach stolen him this…8… Lissie begins to stir. 9… Lissie gets up off the floor and in one motion rolls into the ring! Billy: Just in time!Nightingale approaches her as her momentum brings her into the ring, he grabs her body but from nowhere Lissie rolls him up! 1… 2… Nightingale kicks out! Billy: Woah, both wrestlers incredibly close to losing in quick succession.Lissie gets to her feet first and hits a snap DDT on Nightingale. He tries to roll out of the ring again but this time Lissie is wise to it and stops him, she grabs his legs and appears to try and lock in a Texas Cloverleaf but Nightingale uses his legs to power out of the move before she can lock it in. Nightingale whilst getting up attempts a European Uppercut but Hope dodges it and grabs him from behind, hitting a big German Suplex! Chris Avery: Lissie getting on top!She picks up Nightingale and throws him into the ropes and follows him with a running European Uppercut of her own! It connects, so much so that Nightingale over balances and gets tangled up in the ropes. Lissie takes a step back and looks at her entangled and dazed opponent. Billy: Uh oh, trouble for Nightingale here!Lissie walks towards Nightingale’s prone body and takes a few seconds before launching a Muay Thai style knee into his midriff. Again she takes a step back and enjoys herself for a moment before engaging again and hitting the same move which seems to knock the wind out of James Nightingale! Chris Avery: It’s Lissie’s turn to take her time and be methodical now!She walks towards Nightingale and grabs him, she rams her knee into him in quick succession, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 times! Gasping for air Nightingale tries to get out of the ropes but Lissie rears up and hits him with a huge Roundhouse Kick! Billy: Damn!The impact actually knocks Nightingale off of the ropes, although possible at the expense of being unconscious! Chris Avery: Nightingale is free, but maybe he was better off where he was.Billy: He may be out cold, Lissie could be on the verge of winning!Lissie positions Nightingale nearer the middle of the ring and climbs up the turnbuckle her opponent was just trapped in. She takes a deep breathe and NIGHTINGALE GETS OUT THE WAY OF THE CHERRY BOMB! Chris Avery: 100% over if that hit.Billy: Nightingale has SOMETHING left in him.Lissie writhes around in pain as Nightingale, still in a lot of discomfort himself tries to get to his feet. He turns to look at Lissie and and she also crawls to her feet a furious Nightingale grabs her and throws her down with an Uranage! He doesn’t stop for a second picks her up, he sets her up and HITS WHEN DARKNESS FALLS!!!! 1… 2… Lissie Hope kicks out! Billy: So close!Chris Avery: Lissie not done yet!Nightingale quickly leaves her body on the ground and he himself goes up to the top rope. Billy: What is he trying?!HE CONNECT WITH A FLYING LEGDROP!!! 1… 2… Lissie kicks out again!!!!!! Billy: What more does Lissie Hope have in the tank?!Chris Avery: I thought that was it, I think James Nightingale did too.Nightingale picks up Lissie and goes to attempt a snap suplex but she blocks it. She elbows him in the midriff, he lets got for a brief moment to try and attack her but she somehow locks in a Chickenwing Crossface! Billy: SHITFIRE! She might have got him trapped!The hold is locked in pretty well but they’re not too far from the ropes. Nightingale yells in agony and Lissie, though exhausted desperately holds onto the move. Nightingale flails his arms a little as he tries to find the ropes, his momentum taking them towards them, though! Chris Avery: Can he get there in time?!He pulls with an almighty heave and JUST gets to the ropes! Billy: She has to break the hold.Both wrestlers lie in the ring, exhausted. The refere starts to count and by 4 both are starting to get up, though both look as though they’re on autopilot having given so much already in this match! Lissie kicks Nightingale in the crotch and tries to set him up for the Crown of Thorns but Nightingale drops to his knees and swipes her legs knocking her onto her feet. He gets up and picks her up, again trying a suplex but again Lissie fights out. Billy: This is a brutal encounter!Nightingale frustrated pouches Lissie in the face but she barely flinches and returns the favour. The exchange punches and Lissie knocks Nightingale to the floor. He punches the floor and gets to his feet himself, they again start attacking each other but Nightingale overpowers Lissie this time, he kicks her in the groin and sets her up for the Mercy Killing! He takes a deep breathe and HITS THE MERCY KILLING!!! One! Two! Three!! Billy: He did it.Chris Avery: What a match, the Mercy Killing Piledriver was enough!Billy: Either of these could’ve got through, but it’s Nightingale who picks up the win!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:19:48 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:34:34 GMT -5
Downfall Segment
Scene switches backstage, to show Downfall, sitting by himself. No Lost Breed teammates, nobody but him. He's backlit by a red EXIT sign hanging over his head in the darkened hallway, but he's sitting on the steps in front of the exit, hands resting on his knees, face obscured by shadow, only the corona of red light highlighting him and giving it a sinister, yet contemplative air. Downfall: I don't owe you, or anyone any backstory, in these last moments before our match, Ash, but I feel compelled to tell you in more detail exactly why it's only right that it's going to be me, Downfall, the one nobody gave a chance to, the one everyone has been writing off for weeks, that unseats the undefeated Ash Blake and end her Television title reign at 78 days, just shy of passing the record set by Estrella Luiz. To tell you exactly why it's me that sees you for what you are, and why I am uniquely positioned to be the one who brings you down.In the darkness, he brings his hands together, palms clasped. Downfall: In the beginning, there was a young, cocky kid named Downfall. And I'm talking old history, pre-2004, even further back into history than Corey Black tried to dig and still got wrong. And I was physically, given all of the tools necessary to make it. Genetically, I was given every gift even surpassing my forebears. But it wasn't quite enough.He holds his finger and thumb an inch apart just to make the that close gesture in emphasis. Downfall: So I recruited, and I went out and hired the nastiest gang of thugs I could find. I was a tiny cruiserweight, and I hired legbreakers and hitmen all north of the super-heavyweight class. My Inner Circle. I had men at my back, and paid them so well they didn't question me for anything. They bought in, and parroted my propaganda when I began speaking out of my Baby's First Book of Anarchist Teachings. I could go real inside baseball, tell you their names, but getting into specifics would lose the gist of the story. Whatever. Point is, Ash. I've seen what you're doing.Now he's looking up, and his features start to swim out of the shadow. Downfall: When the Inner Circle failed me, and I went out into the world on my own, I had to redefine everything about myself, I had to work without the safety net for the first time. And I see that pattern repeated in you. You have the physical tools that got you to your starting point, but you knew that it wouldn't get you to where you needed to be. Because you weren't good enough, because you ultimately were lacking. And you surrounded yourself with easily bought mercenaries, weak minded muscle men, and idiots who'll parrot whatever stupid fucking thing you tell them to. Hi, Samson Saltair.His smile, in the darkness, is wickedly acidic and cutting. Downfall: So Ash, it's only right that it's me that sees where you've allowed this sense of security to envelop you, even as you put down every challenger to your TV title and remain undefeated, even as your Philidor Holdings runs roughshod over the competition. You've done everything you can to keep yourself safe, but you're still weak. Because rather than take risks, and risk falling on your ass and being made a fool of, you've kept yourself protected. I'll be the one who shows you how weak you are.He nods to his back, and then you can see his other Lost Breeds mates behind him. Sanchez, Nightingale, Mintzel, standing by and watching. Downfall: This is where we are now. You have your army, and I... have my crew. We've come together for this one moment in time. If you pass by me, you'll make history. If you can get past me, Philidor Holdings will have done something huge, and your TV title reign will go down as the best. But this is about more than just your record, and your legacy. Tonight is going to be the first shot of a war. And you are going to be the first to fall.His eyes blazing from the shadows as his lips curl into a sneer, he looks guns drawn straight at the camera. Downfall: Welcome to the school of punishment, Ash. Sorry about the record.The scene switches back to ringside.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 2, 2020 23:35:34 GMT -5
Television Championship Downfall vs. Ash Blake(c)
The arena lights dim, as the crowd goes silent and a blazing neon-red Anarchy symbol appears on the tron, which then transitions into the symbol becoming the A in Downfall's name. Then, as the jumbotron begins playing images of shots of Downfall hitting various kicks and signature moves, the opening drum rhythm to "Mainlining Murder" begins. "Well don't touch me baby your finger tips they feel like pins across my skin Just light another cigarette so I don't regret, inviting you over Well don't hold my hand or I'll punch your face I'm a hungry rat in this hole I waste There's no blood to taste in this awful place I'm mainlining murder! I'm mainlining murder!!" As the music is kicking in harder, Downfall's head is bowed, and he kneels one knee on the stage, tracing the fingers of his right hand across the ramp, then he slowly raises his head to look at the ring. He then shoots his fist towards the ring and shouts out to the crowd. The arena lights brighten, and then, he begins his walk down to the ring, holding his arms out to take in the reaction of the crowd. He's earned a respectful pop from the smart marks in the crowd. He cracks his neck to the side in an aggressive manner and flaps his hands out at his sides in the manner of someone just itching to get their hands dirty, and as Lars' voice reaches the roughest note of the bridge he slides in the ring, walks over to the ropes and balances himself on the second rope, and then he holds his arms up in a crossed-wrist X symbol. Then he hops down, takes off his vest, and stretches for the match. Billy: Huge Championship opportunity!Chris Avery: Absolutely! He can end the near-record long reign right now!The arena lights go dark as the opening piano lick of Will Wood's "Greetings from Mary Bell Township!" hits the speakers, the ActionTron flickering to life with a collection of letters and shapes converging until they meet in the center of the screen. The letters and shapes form into the Philidor Holdings logo as the sound of the doorbell hits, and the boos almost drown out the doo-wop riff. As the first verse comes in, Ash Blake emerges from behind the curtain, the Action Wrestling TV Championship slung over shoulder. Billy: Shes by herself tonight!Chris Avery: She wants that record on her own!She gets into the ring and gives the Television Championship up as the crowd boos. Billy: Ash Blake stepping up and getting Philidor Holdings to spend massive amounts of money to sponsor these superstars and use them, it just makes me sick.Chris Avery: They seem to want to stick together, though, Billy. Weird, I know.DING DING DING Blake and Downfall start off in opposing corners, Blake trying to scout her opponent-but he’s on her with a Beast Kick early! Blake goes down hard! Billy: Shitfire! Blake might be out early!Chris Avery: No chance!Downfall hooks the legs! ONE! TWO!! THR-NO! Blake kicks out! Downfall drags Blake back to her feet and tries for a rebound whip into the Beast Kick, but Blake manages to counter him with a flying ‘rana that sends him crashing to the canvas! Downfall tries to recover as Blake’s on him with a nasty meteora that sends him head-first back into the corner! She rolls out and rushes Downfall with a dropkick that sends him scuttling to the outside, but as the Challenger tries to regain momentum, Blake hits the ropes and dives, looking for the Conference Call, but Downfall CATCHES HER with the Beast Kick to the skull! Blake slams into the apron hard, and Downfall roars into the crowd. Billy: Holy shitfire! Another lethal Beast Kick! Blake’s taking a hell of a beating early!Chris Avery: But don’t count the TV Champion out yet!Downfall drags Blake to a standing position, laying her against the ringpost and rushing forward for a nasty Busaiku Knee to send her skull into the post! She stumbles off of the apron, and Downfall hits her with a nasty Snapped Suplex back into the apron before rolling her onto the canvas! He drags her up to her feet, setting her up in the corner once again, and looks for the Basilisk Glare, but Blake counters with a massive running elbow of her own that staggers Downfall! She rushes forward and hits a nasty double stomp to his ribcage, causing an awful noise to come forth from his lungs before she goes high, looking for the Conference Call again-AND SHE HITS IT, COMING DOWN HARD ONTO DOWNFALL’S CHEST! She hooks both legs! ONE! TWO!! THR-NO! DOWNFALL KICKS OUT! Billy: She got the Conference Call, but that wasn’t enough to put Downfall away!Chris Avery: OF course not! He’s a legend-it’s gonna take more than one big move to end his night!Downfall coughs as Blake rolls off of him, but Blake doesn’t appear to be done yet as she drags him over to the ropes. She hangs him off the middle rope and traps his arms in them, before getting a running start and STOMPING up his back before going for a diving elbow drop to the outside that sends Downfall’s head smashing down into the apron! Appearing to wish to soften up Downfall’s neck and ribs for the Icaruswing, Downfall’s ragged breaths coming forth from his lungs show a bit of success on the part of Blake! Blake pulls herself back up on the apron and goes for a Dropkick, but Downfall catches her with a brutal roaring elbow that catches her off guard! Blake staggers, and Downfall hits her with a decapitator into the ropes before dragging her back into the ring with a BIG INVERTED SUPLEX! Blake goes down hard, and Downfall covers! ONE! TWO!! THREE-NO! Blake kicks out! Downfall drags Blake up and sets her up in the corner, looking for another attempt at the Basilisk Glare, but as he runs forward, Blake counters again with a big dropkick, but Downfall stays up! The two enter into a strike exchange, and Blake looks for the advantage, clobbering Downfall with heavy kicks and strikes before sending him back with one final dropkick. Downfall remains down on a knee, and Ash runs up to the corner, looking for the Chapter 11, but as she comes back-DOWNFALL CATCHES HER MID DDT WITH IMMENSE STRENGTH! He gets her in position, securing her-CROWN OF THORNS GOTCH STYLE PILEDRIVER! Blake’s head condenses against the canvas, and Downfall covers! ONE! TWO!! THREE!!-NO! Blake kicks out!! Downfall signals to the entrance ramp quite sneakily and Blake is up in the corner! Downfall rushes in with a knee to her gut and throws her down! Downfall grabs the ref and distracts him.. AS J.C. KEETON is at ringside and slides brass knucks into the ring! Billy: WHAT THE HELL!?Downfall lets the ref go and slides over to the corner where the Brass Knucks are; he picks them up and puts them on his fist and Blake is up and stumbles around and Downfall goes for it but the ref stops his arm! Chris Avery: He just tried to hit her!The ref pulls his arm back and Downfall and the ref argue as the ref throws the Brass Knuckles to the timekeeper. Keeton is going crazy on the outside and kicks the steel steps! Blake smiles and bumps super hard on her own in the middle of the ring! Billy: What was that about?!Blake is sitting up holding her head.. Downfall turns around as does the ref and Downfall goes for a move but the ref stops Downfall again, and this time the ref asks Blake what happened.. Blake is holding her head and pointing at Keeton saying he came into the ring and smashed her over the head.. The ref looks at Keeton.. He's shaking his head violently no.. Downfall is pissed.. The ref turns around.. DING DING DING Billy: WHAT?!Blake is all smiles as she rolls out of the ring.. Adilene Floyd: Due to outside interference, the ref has disqualified Downfall and thus the winner and STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION.. ASH BLAKE!!Downfall is ARGUING hardcore with the ref! Chris Avery: SHE PLAYED HIM ON THAT ONE!!The #1 contender to the Cruiserweight Championship is in the ring and pissed off as well as Blake is walking up the ramp winking at them. Downfall and Keeton are telling the ref that Keeton didn't do SHIT. The ref shrugs them off. Blake is on top of the stage and shows off the Television Championship as the graphic behind her on the ActionTron lights up.. NEW RECORD:
CURRENTLY THE LONGEST REIGNING TELEVISION CHAMPION IN AW HISTORY
Blake holds up the TV title.. Downfall is shaking with fury.. We fade to a commercial break.
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