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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:04:53 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 BY GOD, we're just 4 nights away from THIRTEEN but TONIGHT, we have four huge Turmoil matches where we will see FOUR winners that will meet next week and we knew each week would be intense but I never knew it was THIS intense!
Chris Avery: Tonight Graham Baker faces off with Walter WHO by the way they will be on the same TEAM this Friday Night at the Filmore for THIRTEEN!
Billy: And we can't forget Spencer Adams and Howard Black, we also have the former 3 time United States Champion facing off against the CURRENT World Champion Corey Black!
Chris Avery: As we inch closer to Turmoil, everybody is beginning to step up and step forward, this is intense like you said!
Billy: And right off the bat we're starting off hot! Pure Championship time!
Chris Avery: This should be good!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:07:49 GMT -5
Petrov vs. Max Daemon(c)
Petrov's voice can be heard over the PA saying in a calm but intimidating voice "Total. Fucking. Badass." as Blind by Korn starts to play. The crowd begins to talk amongst themselves in anticipation as the intro plays out before the words "ARE YOU READY!?" are shouted and the song drops in as Petrov emerges from the curtain and leans back and let's out a deep voiced shout and walks to the ring with a serious look on his face. He runs up the steps and climbs between the ropes as he paces about while shadowboxing and waiting for his opponent. Billy: Pure Championship time!Chris Avery: Petrov returning to the ring, he's the half-robot-full-wrecking-machine!Billy: He absolutely is!"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: Confidence from the Pure Champion!Chris Avery: Won the #1 contendership in his debut match, wins the Pure title in his second match last week ending with a ref stoppage over Noris Cranley!Billy: Now he has to defend the title against Petrov here tonight!DING DING DING Petrov shoots across the ring and hits a knee to Max!! Billy: WHOA HES HURT!!MAX STUMBLES BACK AND BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND RETURNS WITH A SUPERMAN PUNCH!! Chris Avery: HES DOWN!! PETROVS DOWN!!MAX GOES TO LAND ANOTHER HAMMER FIST BUT HE REF STOPS IT!! Billy: PETROV IS KNOCKED OUT!!DING DING DING Billy: DAEMON IS STILL PURE CHAMPION!!Chris Avery: WAS THAT THE FASTEST KNOCKOUT WE'VE EVER HAD?! IT WAS!!Max Daemon turns around and is given his Pure Championship and he shoots up to the turnbuckles and continues celebrating. Petrov is rolling out of the ring with officials aiding him. Chris Avery: Oh my god!! Check these replays!!Billy: Petrov comes out with BLAZING speed and hits that flying knee PERFECTLY on Daemon who stumbles back into the ropes but fires back with a superman punch and look at that.. WOWWWWWWW connects to the face smashing Petrovs nose in!Chris Avery: He's out instantly!Billy: WOWWWWW I can't believe it!! The ref was so great, right on top of it, he knew Petrov was hurt and hurt bad!Chris Avery: Max Daemon has the fastest knock out in AW History! What a run!Max reaches his feet and clutches his Pure Championship close. He stumbles towards the ropes, requesting and receiving a microphone. A few referees roll Petrov out of the ring as "Dead Bite" fades off the speakers. Max points towards his defeated opponent. Max Daemon: Many of you wouldn't know...but fights like these...they aren't shit to a guy like me.He nods his head as the crowd starts to give a mixed reaction, though it is still subdued. Max Daemon: I've fought bigger...badder...better...and all because that was the job I was given. So when I say that the guys in this ring, and in that locker room, do not compare, that isn't me being arrogant. Sure...I'm a cocky son of a bitch, I'll straight-up admit that. I toot my own horn, I think my shit doesn't smell, and whatever...cliche you want to add in, the point is: I don't believe I'm that good because I have to compensate. I believe I am the best...damn...thing...in this company...because I have history to prove it.This gets a fairly louder mixed reaction. Max spits another lob away before continuing. Max Daemon: The only reason I'm bringing this up is because I am currently the champion of a division that relies on beating your opponent's ass until they can't continue. And quite frankly...that's something I'm damn...good at. So if I need--and I've said this before, but it bears repeating--if I need to dominate this division in order to move up to bigger and better things, than you can damn well make sure that I'm going to be the best fuckin Pure Champion this company has ever seen or will ever see.He looks down the camera lens as he gives his last moment of monologue. Max Daemon: And to whomever is next in that locker room who wants a fight, I'm calling my shot right now: I don't care who you are. I don't care if you're Action Wrestling, PCW, WGWF, XWF, FWA, Splat, EWC, Carnage, LAX, UWL, ECWF, Alpha, I don't give a FUCK. If you think you're good enough to step into this ring and challenge me for this Pure Championship, I will be perfectly happy to hand you your head on a silver platter, because you're going to have to do a lot more than knock me out to make me lose this title.Max slams the mic into the canvas before making his way out of the ring. Billy: Intense words by Max Daemon!Chris Avery: He's called out anybody who was listening to come after that Pure Title! What do ya say Billy? Wanna give it a shot?Billy: No I like my head attached to my body and my ass attached to this chair. Max Daemon, winning his third match and retaining the Pure Title!We then fade away to the next segment.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:08:06 GMT -5
Flop Segment
Flop corners Jaice in the men's restroom. Flop: Jaice Wilds they tell me you can put me into contact with Alexander Pasternak, a man that can things done.Jaice Wilds: You don't need Pasta.Flop: Why not?Jaice Wilds: Pasta only thinks he does things. Monday Night Clash is a great show because of me. I make it all happen. Flop: So you're the man?Jaice Wilds: I'm the man, I'm the god.Flop: What about Torture and Gravedigger.Jaice Wilds: They go through me.Flop: But they are co-presidents.Jaice Wilds: And they let Philidor take over.Flop: So you're going to fix that.Jaice Wilds: I'm going to take more bodies than Liam Neeson in Taken.Flop: So if I want something I need to see you. You're the big deal around here.Jaice Wilds: I'm the biggest deal.Flop: Get me a helicopter.Jaice Wilds: Done.Flop: Get me a million dollars.Jaice Wilds: That might take time.Flop: Can you get it done?Jaice Wilds: Yes.Flop: Cause you're the man?Jaice Wilds: Cause I am the man.Flop: Get me D-Day's puppy.Jaice Wilds: D-Day has a puppy?Flop: Yes. And I want it.Jaice Wilds: Done. Now, what am I going to get out of this?Flop: You're the man. Take what you want. I don't care. Good by Jaice.Flop walks out of the restroom and straight into Cormack. Flop: I think Jaice shit himself.Cormack MacNeill: Nah. He always smells like that.Flops walks away please with his negotiation ability.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:10:04 GMT -5
Dionysus vs. Steve Ryder Adilene Floyd: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!“Feel Invincible” by Skillet suddenly sounds throughout the building and the crowd erupts into a reasonably positive response. After a few seconds pause Steve Ryder strolls out onto the ramp area, he smirks in a self-satisfied and confident manner at the reaction from the fans and begins his walk down to the ring. Steve acknowledges a good few fans and slap hands as he wanders down the ramp with many others, he continues to receive the positive crowd response as he ascends the ring steps. He enters between the middle and top rope and instantly wonders other to the far corner, Steve climbs up and poses for the crowd whilst taking in the response from the fans. He soon steps down to the canvas and stretches his arms in the air before readying himself for action. At this stage the music dies away. Chris Avery: Steve Ryder debuted in a Triple Threat Match to determine a Number One Contender for the Pure Championship. He came up a little short then, but tonight he’s got a chance to put himself right back into the title picture.Dionysus comes out to the “Bazelguese” theme in his gladiatorial garb which he takes off before the match. Billy: Dionysus’s another one who was interested in making a run at the Pure Title before his mind went kaflooey.Chris Avery: He might have amnesia but you got to figure muscle memory still makes him a threat to anyone in the ring.The referee gets Ryder and Dion together to go over the rules before calling for the bell. The two lock up, Dionysus originally has the advantage, forcing Ryder back to the corner. The official tells the two to bring it back to the middle of the ring. They comply. Another elbow and collar tie up. This time Ryder is able to get behind Dion and try for a waistlock takedown but the bigger man counters with an elbow. He gets behind Ryder and puts him in a hammerlock. Ryder escapes by tripping Dionysus with a drop toe hold. He tries for a heel hook but Dion kicks him away. The two scramble to their feet. They try for a third grapple with Dion putting Ryder in a wristlock. Steve is able to escape by doing that flipping and flopping spot that shouldn’t work but it does because this is pro wrestling. He doesn’t try to reverse the hold though, instead kicking Dion in the gut then running the ropes to try for a clothesline on the comeback, only to get levelled by a shoulder block from the much more doughty Dion. Chris Avery: Oof.Billy: Yeah. Dion’s not one of the real monsters in Action, but he’s still strong as an ox.Dionysus pulls Ryder up and whips him to a corner. He tries to follow through with a body avalanche put eats a pair of boots to the face as Ryder gets his legs up. Dion turns away while Ryder jumps up on the second rope, leaps, and takes Dionysus to the mat with a springboard crossbody. Ryder pulls him up and hits a reverse DDT. He covers, but gets thrown off with authority after One! He backs into the ropes, uses the momentum from the carom to charge at Dion, ducking out of the way of his clothesline and then connecting with a spinning heel kick. Then a dropkick that knocks Dion on his back. Another cover. One! Two! Dion kicks out. Chris Avery: Ryder starting to put together a nice string of offense here.Billy: He’s showing off those educated feet.Ryder runs the ropes again and tries for a Lionsault, but Dion gets his knees up. He pounces on Ryder and puts him in a surfboard submission. He holds Ryder aloft for several moments, twisting back his arms and torquing his back. Ryder is in agony but refuses to submit. In desperation, he’s able to shift his weight enough and free his arm so he can reach out and grabs the middle rope. The referee orders the break and Dion complies. Ryder tries to catch his breath leaning into the ropes but Dion moves to pull him away. Ryder hits a stiff headbutt and follows through with several forearm strikes, forcing Dionysus back. He doubles Dion over with a kick to the gut and tries for a snap suplex, but Dionysus blocks it and counters with an air raid siren. Cover. One! Ryder kicks out. Dion flips him over for a cloverleaf backbreaker. He then applies a Boston Crab. Chris Avery: Looks like Dion’s strategy is to target Steve Ryder’s back. Maybe softening him up for the Final Curtain?Ryder gets to the ropes breaking the hold and Dionysus gets to his feet. Ryder comes over and DION HITS THE FINAL CURTAIN! ONE TWO THREE! Billy: And just like that! Its over!Chris Avery: What a win!We fade out.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:11:02 GMT -5
The Lost Breed Segment
The lights go down in the arena, and everything falls into a nervous silence as “DARKBREED” by Robert Slump begins its impactful introduction; followed by powerful guitar riffs echoing through the PA system. The lighting inside the arena dims and the camera focuses on the ActionTron which slowly reveals “THE LOST BREED” in large white letters. A chorus of boos erupts from the crowd as members of The Lost Breed individually walkout from the entranceway; each taking their place on the centre stage. Firstly; David Sanchez, the current serving Mayor of Chicago. Next out; Downfall, a savage sneer on his face as he adjusts his DIY punk vest. He is followed closely by Matthias Mintzel; who walks out wearing a plain grey hoodie, he looks dead behind the eyes as he ignores the crowd’s reaction. JC Keeton follows suit dressed as he was to open CruiserClash. Finally; they are joined by James Nightingale; in a custom tailored suit, not yet dressed for his match later tonight with Wesley. Together they stand united; soaking in the hostility from the crowd. In unison; they begin their intimidating march to the ring, with members of MS-13 following along to provide security. Billy: The Lost Breed are on their way to the ring, flanked as always by their contingent of MS-13.Chris Avery: You know that Nightingale and Sanchez like to travel in a pack, Billy.Boos are raining down on the Lost Breed members as they take their place in the ring. Downfall, standing in front of the ropes and pacing back and forth like a caged lion, is the first one to have a mic in his hand, as Sanchez and Nightingale stand at his sides, watching approvingly. MS-13 members form a ring around the apron. Downfall takes a moment to grip the ropes. Downfall: I’m going to let my brothers have their say, but first… I wanted to talk about the Television title match last week. And the champion, Ash Blake.The crowd actually registers their displeasure with the Philidor Holdings’ member, and Downfall laughs to himself. Downfall: Now Ash Blake is acting really proud of herself right now, going so far as to facetiously offer to send the Lost Breed a gift basket for the way things played out last week on Clash. And, I’ll admit it Ash, you did get one over on me. You did “outsmart” the game plan. When Keeton and I worked together, to try and sneak a win past you, I was engaging you thinking I was sparking a dialogue between Philidor and Lost Breed, and engaging you the way I assumed you would. But you, Ash… you went an even more cowardly route than that. You see, Ash… only TWO people in the last four months have managed to BEAT me in a straight up fight.You were not one of them. When the time came to put up or shut up, you took the easiest way out possible. He shakes his head in disgust. Downfall: And, Ash… you talked a lot, about my not being the one to beat you. But you look at the list of people you’ve dealt with up until now, and it’s just been a series of one-offs with also-rans and people who have been fired from this company. You have been given an easy schedule that you can HIDE in, where your opponents, myself included, have all gone into it with a short-sighted, it-would-be-great-if-I-could-grab-this mindset. And you have NEVER pissed someone off who is dangerous enough, and now plain angry enough, to chase you down for it. And bring it to its conclusion. You fucked up.Nightingale and Sanchez are smiling and nodding their heads approvingly. Downfall turns back to them. Downfall: So, Nightingale, Sanchez… I’m asking for The Lost Breed’s support in this. I am going hunting for Ash Blake, and at Turmoil, inside the steel cage, I am going to do what no one, not even Claire Hawkins was able to do… I’m going to drag Ash Blake straight to fucking hell.Sanchez, amused, applauds his teammate. Downfall hands the mic over to Nightingale. James Nightingale: Two weeks ago, the world was doubting the true threat of The Lost Breed, results perhaps hadn’t gone our way. Well if I’d known that all it took was to drown a witch then damn we would have sent Hawkins sailing down the river long ago. Three of my brothers here have title opportunities at Turmoil and I intend to headline the show as I continue to conquer those who are laid in front of me on my path to become the Wrestler of the Year.He stops to soak in the disdain from the audience. James Nightingale: Formal apologies have been sent from Lissie Hope, who after the beating she suffered at the hands of The Angel of Death last week, is unable to be here tonight. We couldn't fit her ego in a barrel so can only assume she's in the bath with a toaster. You’re welcome Adelaide, I’ve left you with a broken mess ahead of your match with Lissie at XIII, I’m sure she’ll pass out from blood loss from a freshly made wound on her inner thigh because I shattered her dreams, yes I did, James Nightingale. I slayed Lissie Hope, pinned her to the mat, shattering her dreams of being Wrestler of the Year, just as FPV had done the year before.The boos get more intense. James Nightingale: And that brings us to tonight's victim, “The RevolutiDaddy” Wesley. Tonight I’m going to show your two boys, Ash and Jackson what a real man looks like. They’re missing a strong father figure Wes, how about I fill the void that you left empty.Nightingale smiles sadistically as he passes the mic to Sanchez. David Sanchez: … Funeral expenses aside, I'd call that a clean sweep for us last week. We are neither the faction this place needs or the brood it truly deserves. Not 'Gods' not 'Followers' not fuckin' corporate Mr Robot references rolled into dainty little characters to parade around on TV. Last week we cut Claire Hawkins, gave her a sweet ass severance package and showed her the price of producing consistent failure...The crowd boos, a lot of Hawkins fans in the building tonight for some reason. David Sanchez: Yeah, keep booing fuckin' progression you tools. A whole city of you like-minded fuckwits just voted me in for another fucking term after I burned half of it to the ground. So yeah, you'll forgive me if I don't take your opinions too seriously. As long as somebody else takes the blame though, right? That old mantra. Haha, I've been doing this fuckin' dance for years, decades even. Barrels wasn't my vibe though, you can thank Mr. Nightingale for that courtesy. If it was up to me, the Claire Witch Project would have been five guys gangbanging you to death and leaving Nate to throw the lifeless body from a cliff… 'to see if you can fly.' While we dangle that 'honorary membership' carrot like good friends do.The crowd boos as Sanchez and Nightingale share a chuckle. James Nightingale: If by some miracle poor little Claire Hawkins hasn’t drowned, and someone can be arsed to pull her out of that barrel, if she decides to show up for the Final Girl Battle Royal at XIII, rumour has it there will be another certain girl returning who will throw her out the “HARD” way.The crowd hums and haws, speculating what exactly Nightingale has just announced. David Sanchez: Stop thinking so hard before the impending aneurysm hits full gear. Mental Health Matters, remember? Haha, if only. Shut your gaping faceholes for a second though because this ain't gonna relate… Hi 'Howie' by the way, still wearing second place like a glove I see and sucking that dick so fine in gratitude. 'ATTABOY. Sorry, back on track… last week, you people watch a moustachioed wifebeater wreck a mentally handicapped, physically juiced representative of yourselves for fun and cheered the fuckin' affair every time he 'didn't actually die.' So… I was sitting back there, watching Ike beat on Tina in 4K and had this plan to bum rush Frank, right? Swing my political dick around, call a sports commissioner or two, get myself added to the impending Lowdin snoozefest. When I suddenly had a better idea, turned around to do Mayorly shit or whatever then, boom! I walked into the Berlin fuckin' Wall itself, Mr. Matthias 'Murders Only' Mintzel.Sanchez smiles as he pasees the mic off to Mintzel who, as always, looks incredibly pissed off. Matthias Mintzel: How the Hardcore title has fallen. From Corey Black being unstoppable… to this... QDT bumped his head and couldn’t get up in the morning so Derrick Vayden got a pity party token reign and now an angry parody act who made NATE look semi-competent is somehow champion.The crowd cheers at the mention of NATE, Matthias looks even angrier. Matthias Mintzel: Don’t cheer that fucking idiot, he doesn’t need any encouragement from you losers.All you do is prove my point, a once proud division has become a laughing stock. In fairness to NATE he’s not the cause, it’s been dying on it’s arse for months, he’s just shown it up by nearly winning the damn thing.The crowd boo at Matthias being mean about NATE. Matthias Mintzel: Frank, when we see something we like, we take it. We like the look of the Hardcore title and it’s coming to us. I thank my brothers for allowing me to be the one to do the deed and I swear to god as a group we’re gonna restore some fucking pride into that belt. It won’t be long until we’re all wearing the gold we deserve. If we want it, we’re having it and no one here can stop us. Speaking of which, it’s my pleasure to introduce the Cruiserweight Champion-elect, Mr JC Keeton.Keeton smiles arrogantly before adjusting his tie. JC Keeton: I would say we saved the best for last but my face was the first thing any of you in the crowd or anyone watching at home saw when they turned their TV on tonight to catch the A show. The wrestling show. No longer is Cruiser Clash just little flippy comedy guys. I didn’t have a match this week so I didn’t have to cut any weight and I’ll be honest if I flexed hard I’d bust out of this $7000 suit. The point I’m trying to make is that when you see me next to James, David and Daniel I don’t LOOK like your typical Cruiserweight. Matty’s different, we all look tiny next to that guy. I belong in the Lost Breed. I belong amongst the elite of Action Wrestling which is why I’m standing here aligned with these fine gentlemen. The five of us are feasting come Turkey Day and I’m leaving a two time Cruiserweight Champion.Sanchez drops his mic as “DARKBREED” by Robert Slump begins to play throughout the arena. Clash moves to a commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:16:26 GMT -5
Zaigon Carter vs. Randy Buster
In darkness, the intro drums of “Don’t Tread On Me” by Metallica bang out loud through the arena. They continue to bang like the sound of war before the initial shout “DON’T TREAD ON ME” A single spotlight activates at the top of the entryway, showing Mr. Zaigon Carter with his eagle on his shoulder. “I SAID DON’T TREAD ON ME” Most of the lights come up now, as the pair walks to the ring. They’re taking their pace, as fans boo their presence. LIBERTY OR DEATH, WHAT WE SO PROUDLY HAIL ONCE YOU PROVOKE HER, RATTLING OF HER TAIL NEVER BEGINS IT, NEVER, BUT ONCE ENGAGED NEVER SURRENDERS, SHOWING THE FANGS OF RAGE I SAID DON'T TREAD ON ME Once in the ring, the eagle takes off his shoulder flying a lap around the ring as Mr. Carter climbs the second rope. Posing with both arms crossed, the eagle lands on the turnbuckle in front of him with wings spread. Zaigon Carter is in the ring and smiling wide. Billy: Whats he so happy about?!Chris Avery: He's refreshed! He turned on his partner last week and he's set for a huge singles push, he believes!Some Kind of Monster by Metallica hits and it takes a second but Buster finally stumbles out from the curtain and falls to one knee. Billy: What the?!Buster gets up and he's holding his ribs and kidneys and we see Zaigon Carter smiling and laughing in the ring. Chris Avery: Buster looks busted up!Buster gets down to the ring apron and leans against it and the ref rolls out of the ring to stop him but Buster gets onto the apron and through the ropes and his music stops as he stumbles into the corner turnbuckles to hold himself up. Billy: I think Carter attacked him backstage!Carter is smiling as the ref is asking if Buster can continue and Buster says he can! DING DING DING Buster stumbles out of the corner but Zaigon hits a clothesline sending him down! Carter walks around the ring brushing his hands together like he's about to be DONE with him. Chris Avery: This isn't fair! Kudos to Buster but he can't do this! He can't compete!Billy: He's trying!Buster kneels up and Zaigon grabs Buster from behind and talks shit to his face before dropping him with that Stinger Deathdrop type DDT. Zaigon kneels up next to Buster holding him up by the hair and talking shit to the crowd. He pulls Buster up to his feet.. Billy: Come on, Carter! Come on!Carter hits the Eagle Arrow on Buster! Carter sits on the chest of Buster. One! Two! Three! Billy: Thank god its over!DING DING DING The music hits as Carter rolls out of the ring and sits on the apron. The camera panning around and then zooming in on his face. Billy: Zaigon Carter victorious here tonight over Randy Buster..The music stops as Carter hops off the apron and walks around the corner of the ring to the timekeepers area. Billy: Hey, whats he doin?!Chris Avery: He's going towards Adilene Floyd!He yells at her to get her ass up and he grabs the steel chair and folds it closed. Billy: Oh no! Come on!Chris Avery: Don't do it!Zaigon smiles as he slides into the ring under the bottom ropes and crawls up to his feet. Randy Buster is leaning against the ropes trying to pull himself up. Billy: PUT THAT CHAIR DOWN, CARTER!! YOU PUT IT DOWN!!Buster stands up completely and turns around and stumbles towards him and Carter swings that chair down and DESTROYS the head of Buster in one fell swoop with a sickening THUD! Billy: GOD DAMN!Buster is out and Zaigons dented chair is dropped next to Buster on the canvas. Chris Avery: BUSTER IS OUT COLD!Zaigon smiles as he puts his arms in the air and rolls out of the ring. He walks up the ramp as his music hits once again. Billy: Yeah, he won alright, but he didn't have to go that far!Chris Avery: For what seemed like such a great season for Buster it has turned into a few weeks worth of nightmares!Mr. Carter has yet to leave the ring, still staring at the downed Randy Buster. The referee is instructing him to leave, and after a moment Mr. Carter does. But he doesn't head for the ramp, instead he goes to the timekeeper's area grabbing a steel chair. He re-enters the ring; the referee sees him and begins shouting for him to stop. Mr. Carter ignores him, instead swinging the chair high above his head and slamming it into the back of Buster as the bell rings. Billy: Oh no not again! A second straight week where Mr. Zaigon Carter is assaulting someone post match!Chris Avery: He's sending that fossil back to the museum, and looks like in a few pieces.Mr. Carter continues to blast Buster in the spine with the chair, loud THWACKS echoing through the arena as the bell rings rapidly and other officials run down to ringside as the shots continue. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! The back of Buster is now dark red, with small tears in his skin starting to create trickles of blood where the chair tore away at it. Mr. Carter stares down at Buster, writhing on the mat as he's attended to by officials. Bending down, Mr. Carter gets real close to Buster's head and says clearly enough to be heard "I hope your granddaughter enjoyed that." The statement gets more boos from the crowd, as Mr. Carter picks up the chair and unfolds it in the middle of the ring before slamming it down. He walks over demanding a microphone, receives one, and sits down on the chair as the fans boo. Billy: Oh good, we're going to hear from this...Chris Avery: No go ahead, say it. I want to see him come over and beat you up next. I'll get a raise!Billy: How you figure?Chris Avery: Two jobs, one guy, two paychecks!Mr. Carter leans back on the chair, crossing his right leg over left staring at the crowd. They continue to boo him, so he sits there not saying anything. Just staring at them more. They start to boo more, louder this time. Finally, he uncrosses and leans over holding the microphone in both hands not looking at the crowd but the canvas. Zaigon Carter: I told you all that this week, I was going to end the comeback of Randy Buster. That I was going to send him back home to his pathetic family, so they can wait for him to relapse and eventually die like the useless, helpless junkie he is. I've beaten him as a man in the match, and now you've all watched me beat him again like a dog. I've drawn blood, I've drawn fear, but most of all I've drawn your attention again. I am not looking at you, but you all are looking at me. Which is the point.More boos from the crowd, but Mr. Carter doesn't break eye contact with the canvas. Zaigon Carter: See while everyone else gets looked at, even rotting has beens like Randy Buster, I've been largely ignored. I've been held in the shadows, by both my former associates and the people responsible for my paychecks. The people charged with creating matches you want to see, tournaments and titles and all those things. Those people ignored me when I did things one way. So I changed. I sent America Jackson to the hospital and then to the house. I hope for all our sakes I did the same to Randy Buster. But most of all, I want everyone but especially the people in the back to understand that this isn't going to stop. I like this attention, I like this feeling of power. I like the violence, and I'm going to continue it. For as long as I deem fit.Billy: This man is going off his rocker, someone get that microphone away from him.Chris Avery: He's not off his rocker, he's finally thinking just right. This is a new side of Mr. Zaigon Carter, and you have to admit early returns are strong.Zaigon Carter: I want more opponents, better opponents. I want champions, I want legends. I want the best you have, because I want to leave this ring week after week the same way I did tonight. With my hand in the air, the winner's share of the purse, and my opponent incapacitated at my feet because they couldn't keep up with the brutality. That's what I want. Give it to me, or else. Don't say I didn't warn you.Mr. Carter lets the microphone slip out of his hands, hitting the mat with a thud as he leaves the ring. The fans continue booing him, as he walks past the small spots of Randy Buster's blood drying on the mat from where the officials took him out of the ring earlier. Billy: That's a pretty stark challenge from Zaigon Carter. He wants competition, and he intends to leave them laying.Chris Avery: I love this new intensity, this new confidence out of MISTER Zaigon Carter. It's a whole shift from what he used to be, and I'm a big fan.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:16:54 GMT -5
Carter Shaw & David Sanchez Segment
The cameras cut to the main backstage hallway, Jenna Bauer standing by in front of the glowing blue CLASH sign Jenna Bauer: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I’m joined by…As she speaks, the camera is slowly panning back from her close-up, revealing the steel of the “Philidor” branded ALL-IN Briefcase being held to the side. Jenna Bauer: Mr. All-In himself, Carter Shaw.Shaw enters view fully, slowly turning his body to face the opposite way, the trademark tragedian mask of Philidor Holdings backwards on his head, providing a quick creepy image before he turns back to face forward. Jenna Bauer: Mr. Shaw, after a loss in your match with Corey Black last week, you attacked him by using that briefcase as a weapon and it certainly appeared like a cash-in was about to happen…Carter Shaw: And both bullpens emptied and Philidor and Man Made Gods swung fists. Yes. I was there and everybody saw it. Toss a pissed off WALTER in the mix and it would seem a solid group of guys are not very happy with our business dealings. But what you’ll never know, what our dear World Champion will never know...is whether or not I was actually going to do it. Was that contract actually going to be handed in? Or is it a continued attempt to keep Corey Black on his toes? At XIII this Friday, I bet we'll see the World Champ doing his best ballerina impression. Because it might just happen again...Jenna is put off a bit, as the vibe given from Shaw continues to change a bit week to week. She swallows as she prepares to ask another question, but a voice from off-camera cuts their interview short David Sanchez: Excellent.Shaw looks up sharply, anger taking over his expression, as The Mayor Of Chicago David Sanchez slowly walks into the shot, Jenna Bauer takes a step back. David Sanchez: Here I was, skulking around corners looking for kids to groom and… boom! Outta nowhere a glorified wretch appears, talking stick in hand. That microphone looks heavy in your green hands though man. Lemme take some of that focus for you...The two share an intense stare. David Sanchez: … 16 fuckin's TUMIs got reduced to rubble and ash. Several sole suitcase traders and small business suffered looting and will likely, hopefully at least never again open their shutters. All just so you could be carried from show to show and paraded out on camera as this fuckin' 'symbol' of servitude. 'Keep on trucking kids, if you suck the right dick you'll get a shot!' Fuckin' precious motherfucker.Shaw lifts the microphone to address the Mayor's interruption but as he does so, Sanchez blatantly violates his personal space, shoving Jenna Bauer further to the side so that the two end up nose to nose, snarling obscenities at one another. Shaw speaks quietly, a sharp whisper that the camera gets close enough to catch. Carter Shaw: You wanna talk about ‘motivation’, Sanchez? Setting an example? How’s your LOSS Breed doin’, huh? You’re lookin’ a little lonely walking down this hallway. I think the message to join your group of nightwalkers is loud and clear from this side of things. Just lining up people to shove the blame on when you and Nightingale fail. You take the loss to Odin Balfore and Claire Hawkins ends up in a barrel floating down the fucking river. If that’s not a glaring invite to join, I don’t know what is. I can feel the heat of regret of Mintzel and Downfall from here.Sanchez backs off a bit, smiling at Shaw all the while. That smile turns to a bit of a snarl, however, as the words cease and the two are locked at the eyes. Both are clenching their fists a bit, but both of their eyes lighten up a bit, both gazes drawn up and over the other to something off-camera. They both nod at each other confidently as they begin to take steps back. As they separate, Sanchez backs into Matthias Mintzel and Downfall, standing there watching his back. At the same moment, Shaw backs into the H.R. Department, the towering Saltair Samson and Peter Garvey. Everyone goes their own way as the cameras cut back to inside the arena.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:22:25 GMT -5
Odin Balfore vs. Matthias Mintzel
“With Oden On Our Side” hits 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: Last week, Odin Balfore fell to Spencer Adams in the first round of the Turmoil Wrestler of the Year tournament!Billy: Yeah, it was a great match, but this week is a different week and Odin is going head to head with one of Action Wrestling’s big names!The song starts slowly as Matthias Mintzel walks directly to the ring. He looks dead behind the eyes as he ignores any crowd reaction. As he approaches the ring he slows further and comes to a stop as the heavier chorus kicks in. He closes his eyes and takes a deep sigh, before walking to the ring steps and slowly making his way up them and into the ring. He walks to his corner and starts shadow boxing before settling down with the same dead look in his eyes, pulling off his hoodie and throwing it to ringside. Billy: We haven’t seen Matthias in action in a few weeks ever since he took the pin against The Following in the Trios tournament.Chris Avery: Yeah, that was a big blow for Matthias and he’s looking to recover and defeating Odin Balfore would be HUGE!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. Matthias hits some clubbing blows on Odin, backing him into the corner and delivers a headbutt that staggers Odin, but Odin answers back with a bigger headbutt, sending Matthias to one knee. Odin grabs Matthias and hits a chokeslam out of nowhere! Billy: SHITFIRE! Odin’s already laid out Matthias with a chokeslam!Chris Avery: Big boot takes Matthias down now!Matthias rolls up into the corner but Odin crushes him in the corner with a corner avalanche! Odin doesn’t let up though and executes a foot choke, taking a full four count before releasing. Matthias falls to the mat and Odin drops a huge elbow across his chest and hooks the leg. ONE!! TWO!! Matthias kicks out right at the two count. Billy: SHITFIRE! Odin just got a near fall right away on Matthias!Chris Avery: Yeah, Matthias may be in trouble here, Billy!Odin hammers away at Matthias. Odin whips Matthias across the ring, but Matthias reverses and catches Odin on the rebound with a huge spinebuster that shakes the ring! Chris Avery: Holy shit! Great move by Matthias!Odin goes to get up but Matthias floors him with a shoulder charge and then a clothesline and finally a big boot to the head. Odin is rattled and rolls to the outside. Matthias follows him outside and hammers away at Odin who finally hits him with an elbow to the face. Odin whips Matthias into the ring post which Matthias bounces off of. Odin hits a running knee lift before pulling Matthias back to his feet and rolling him back into the ring. Billy: It looked like for a moment there Matthias had Odin on the ropes, but Odin has rebounded again.Chris Avery: Yes, you’re right. Stalling suplex by Odin and he goes for the pin attempt.ONEE!! TWOO!! THR--NOOO! Matthias gets the shoulder up. Odin drops a knee across the forehead of Matthias and he bounces around on the mat, holding his head. Matthias staggers up to his feet but Odin nearly cuts him in half with a huge spear! Billy: SHITFIRE! A man that size shouldn’t be spearing people, he may impale him!Chris Avery: I think that was his goal, Billy!Odin scoops Matthias up and onto his shoulder and runs across the ring for a running powerslam!! Chris Avery: LAWMAKER TO MATTHIAS MINTZEL!!Billy: I don’t know if he’s going to kick out of this one, Chris!ONEEE!! TWOOO! THREE----NOOOO! Matthias gets the shoulder up! Billy: Odin looks surprised but he shrugs.Odin pulls Matthias up to his feet and slaps a huge hand around the throat of Matthias and goes for a chokeslam, but Matthias leaps into the air instead and lands beside Odin. Odin turns and Matthias hits a belly-to-belly suplex on Odin! Chris Avery: WOW! What power that took to lift a man Odin’s size!Billy: I’m surprised Matthias still has something left in the tank after this onslaught from Odin.Matthias drops a knee across the forehead of Odin and pulls him up and body slams him before executing an elbow drop. Matthias hurries over to the nearby turnbuckle and leaps off for a moonsault!! Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT Billy: SHITFIRE! I can’t believe Matthias just hit a moonsault!Chris Avery: Odin looks out of it, too! That’s some damage coming from a big guy like Matthias Mintzel!ONEEE! TWOO!!! THREEE-NOOOO! Odin gets the shoulder up! Billy: Odin just barely gets the shoulder up!Matthias is on one knee catching his breath, watching as Odin stirs and gets to his feet. Matthias cocks his fist and swings. MATTHIAS WIN SCENARIO Chris Avery: KNOCKOUT PUNCH TO ODIN BALFORE!!Billy: Odin looks unconscious!!ONEE!! TWOO!!! THREEE!! DING DING DING “Mein Herz Brennt” by Rammstein hits the speakers as Matthias Mintzel gets to his feet, victorious. Billy: WOW! Huge win by Matthias Min
Just then! A steel chair across the back of Mintzel before he can even get up!
Billy: WHOA!!
The Hangmen start brawling on Odin not letting him get up!
Lowe has the steel chair and he folds it open and sits it down inside the ring.
Lowe picks up Matthias and grabs him by the head and DDTs him on the OPEN chair!
Billy: OH MY GOD!!
Chris Avery: THIS NEEDS TO STOP!!
Odin is picked up and hit with a double DDT from the Hangmen!
Lowe grabs the Hardcore Championship and shines it up as he straps it back around his waist standing over Matthias and Odin who are knocked out on the canvas.
The crowd boos as Keeton and Downfall comes running down the ramp but Lowe and his Hangmen are already out of the ring and the damage is done.
We fade into a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:23:29 GMT -5
Dionysus Segment
Backstage, we see Dionysus standing in gorilla, ready to step out onto the stage. His gaze is focused on the entrance, so much so that he hasn't noticed the production assistant standing next to him. Assistant: ...Uhh...Hello?Dionysus: Yeah, what is it?Assistant: ...What are you doing?Dionysus gave the assistant a bemused look. Dionysus: I'm waiting for my music to hit. I have a match tonight.Assistant: Right. You HAD a match tonight.Dionysus: Right.Assistant: In this arena.Dionysus: Yes.Assistant: Earlier.Dionysus: ...Earlier?Assistant: Yeah, it happened a while ago. You were there. ...You okay?Dionysus's stance slackened as he looked around the room. Dionysus: ...Yeah, I'm...fine...Just gotta make a quick call...Dionysus quickly moved off-camera, as it panned around to follow him back to the locker room. Chris Avery: ...Wow, I didn't really know how bad his head injury was. I really hope he's okay.Billy: Hey, that's nothin'! One time, I fell into an empty barbecue sauce vat, and damn near-Chris Avery: Yeeeeeah, John Thomas is gonna have a field day with this isn't he? Anyway, more action coming up tonight on Clash!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:24:20 GMT -5
Turmoil Second Round Spencer Adams vs. Howard Black
The scene cuts to inside of the Clash arena as 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: We got another second round match up for the Turmoil Wrestler of the Year Tournament happening right now!Chris Avery: Next up on the bracket is Spencer Adams versus Howard Black!Billy: Both men had strong words for each other, but there still seems to be love between the two.Chris Avery: Tough love, Billy, tough love!Billy: Spencer looks fired up! This match could go either way!The lights in the arena go to black, with only the giant screen above the stage displaying intensifying white streaks as the violins beginning "Endzeit" by Heaven Shall Burn swell. As the guitar and screams blare through the speakers, words splash themselves across the ActionTron: "It's Such a Long Way Down" From the curtain emerges Howard Black in a black hooded sweatshirt and black wrestling pants. White lions decorate the sides of his legs - a silver crucifix hangs from his neck. In one hand, he carries the United States Championship by one strap, the other loosely dangling at his side. Adilene Floyd: Make his way to the ring from Lincoln, NE and weighing 215 lbs... he is the United States Champion... "the Lost Boy" HOWARD BLACK!Howard makes his way down the ramp, his eyes focused on the ring and his attention largely removed from the roar of the crowd around him. At the base of the ring, he looks up and stares into the center of the squared circle. A moment of contemplation passes before he turns and crosses to the stairs, climbing them and entering the ring between the middle and top rope. Once inside, he sweeps his hood from his head crosses the mat to the far turnbuckle. He climbs to the second rope and looks over the crowd, his face stern and stoic. With deliberate purpose, he raises the title above his head and takes a moment to absorb the crowd reaction. Dropping back to the mat, he crosses to his corner and removes his sweatshirt and crucifix necklace, which he gives a kiss before carefully storing it away. Turning back to the ring, he wait for the match to begin, leaning back in repose until the bell rings. Billy: And Howard Black is a house of fire to...Crowd: SPENCER ADAMS! HOWARD BLACK! SPENCER ADAMS! HOWARD BLACK! SPENCER ADAMS! HOWARD BLACK! Chris Avery: The crowd is split right down the middle!Billy: And the referee calls for the bell!Ding! Ding! Ding! Spencer and Howard immediately lock up in the center of the ring! Howard pulls Spencer in for a headlock, but Spencer rolls underneath and takes Howard’s waist! Howard looks for a way out until Spencer goes for a back drop suplex...but Howard rolls through and lands on his feet! He takes the headlock and takes Spencer down to the mat with a crash! Spencer lifts his leg up and over the throat of Howard, but Howard shoves him off! The two immediately whip to their feet and go for another lock up! Spencer rolls through with a school boy pin! One! Billy: Howard kicks up!They roll to their feet and Spencer throws a lariat, but Howard catches his arms and rolls him down for a back slide pin! One! Billy: Spencer rolls to the side!He lifts Howard up and goes for a back slide of his own, but Howard rolls over his back and hits him a sunset flip pin! One! Two! Billy: Spencer with the boot to Howard’s face!Spencer pushes forward and grabs the leg of Howard for a pin of his own! One! Two! Chris Avery: Howard with the shoulder up!Howard rolls backwards as Spencer leaps to his feet! They both land in a fighting stance and square up in the middle of the ring as the crowd heats up for the two superstars! Billy: The Action Wrestling fans are absolutely lovin this SHITFIRE!!!Chris Avery: Spencer Adams and Howard Black are both in ring generals, masters of the squared circle!Spencer throws a high kick, but Howard ducks underneath! Spencer whips around into a leaping kick from Howard Black but manages to push his attack to the side! Spencer hits the ropes, but Howard follows behind him and comes with with a huge roaring elbow!...but Spencer ducks at the absolute last second! They both turn around and throw a massive dropkick but they ping off of each other like two swordsman caught in a duel! They whip quickly up to their knees and square off one more time. Billy: Neither man willing to give an inch tonight!Chris Avery: They feel like one wrong move might cost them the match...and they might be right!Howard brushes his hair back and Spencer cracks his neck. They share a smile of respect before catching each other in another lock up!...but Howard rolls behind and takes Spencer’s waist! Billy: Looks like Howard had it scouted!Howard rushes Spencer into the ropes, but Spencer grabs on and pushes Howard away! Spencer springs off the ropes as Howard gets to his feet...but in a feat of remarkable strength, Howie catches Spencer mid flight and holds on to him! He lunges forward and then tosses Spencer to the mat with a massive fall away slam that rocks the ring! The crowd heats up as Howard gets to his feet! Billy: Howard Black with the first big move of the match!Chris Avery: He has to capitalize on the momentum he just gained!Spencer rushes to the ropes, but Howard is already on top of him pulling him to his feet! He lays a few hammering shots into the back of Adams and then throws him into the turnbuckle! He hits a few forearms and then whips Spencer into the opposite corner, chasing after him with a massive crossbody splash! The force of the move rocks the arena again. Spencer comes stumbling out of the corner directly into a gut kick from Howard, and then a butterfly suplex to top it off! They both crash into the mat and Howard rolls over for the pin. One! Two! Billy: Spencer with the shoulder up!Chris Avery: It’s going to take a lot more than that to put down this former world champion!Billy: It looks like Howie knows that!Howard mounts Spencer and starts hammering him with forearms! Spencer throws up guard! He finally shakes free from Howard and rolls him off to the side! Howard barrel rolls through and Spencer climbs to his feet! Howard throws a quick kick to the gut of Spencer, but Spencer catches his leg and whips him around 360 degrees! Howard catches him self but Spencer throws a huge elbow to the face of Howard! Howard bounds against the ropes, comes off, and Spencer catches him in a big body slam! Howard crashes into the mat and Spencer uses the few seconds he has to get his bearings. Billy: Spencer’s trying his best to shift the tide of the match!Chris Avery: It looks like that elbow to the face of Howie did some damage!Howard gets to his knees, his lip busted open. He checks his teeth but Spencer is on top of him with a headlock from behind! He throws a few quick rights to the head of Howard, but Howard throws up guard and fight out! Howard rushes away...but Spencer catches him by the tights and pulls him back in! He lifts him up for a German suplex, but a well timed elbow rocks Spencer causing him to drop Howard! Howard springs off the ropes and hits a dropkick, sending Spencer reeling into the turnbuckle! Howard rushes in and hits a lariat, before pulling Spencer out and hitting a uranage knee drop! Spencer backflips off Howard’s knee and hits the mat! Howard goes for the pin. One! Two! Th... Billy: Shoulder up from Spencer!Chris Avery: What a serious move! That one doesn’t just do lasting damage for the match...it could do lasting damage for life!!!Howard is nursing his knee as he gets to his feet. Spencer is rocked and is trying to push up to his knees, but Howie seizes the moment and pulls him up by the neck! He pushes Spencer into the ropes and starts yelling something inaudible into his face! Chris Avery: Howard with more tough love!Billy: Is it tough love...or disrespect?Chris Avery: Either way, Spencer isn’t having it!Spencer pushes Howard off of him. Howard stares him down but Spencer slaps him across the face and then throws a gut kick! Howard doubles over and Spencer hits the ropes, then flies back with a huge knee to the face of Howard Black! Howard hits the mat as Spencer climbs to the top turnbuckle! He points out to the crowd before getting to the top and leaping off with a huge splash onto Black! Spencer hooks the leg and goes for the cover! One! Two! Billy: Howard with the shoulder up!Chris Avery: Spencer may have just shifted momentum here!Howard starts to climb to his feet, shaking off the splash! But Spencer comes flying in with a huge clothesline! Howard bumps and gets back to his feet quickly! He rushes Spencer again, but Spencer hits a massive elbow dropping Howard to the mat once more! Howard bumps up and goes for a right hook, but Spencer catches his hand, rolls underneath... Billy: LEONARDS LEGACY!!!Chris Avery: Howard ate it all there!Howard flies backwards and hits the mat. Spencer quickly covers him for the pinfall. One! Two! Thr... Billy: SHOULDER UP!Chris Avery: Howard kicks up and this match continues!Spencer slaps the mat out of frustration as he starts to slowly climb the turnbuckle again...but Howard gets to his feet as Spencer makes it to the top! He rushes the ropes and hits a huge kick to the side of Spencer’s head! Spencer loses balance and falls into a seated position on the top buckle. Howard starts to climb up and hooks him for a suplerplex...but Spencer throws some shots to his ribs! He pushes Howard off the buckle. He lands on his feet and falls down to a knelt position as Spencer jumps off the turnbuckle... Billy: MOLLYWHOP!!!Chris Avery: OH MY GOD!!!The clubbing blow stops Spencer in his tracks and he stumbles on wobbly legs. Howard hits a gut kick and grabs the arm of Spencer. Billy: TREE OF NO CARES!!!Chris Avery: Howard rolls through!Billy: KIMURA LOCK!!!Chris Avery: Spencer barely with the wherewithal to hold his arm tight! Now Howard is trying his hardest to cinch in the lock!Billy: Spencer Adams is fighting with all of his might! He can’t give anything to Howard Black right now! If Howard locks in the KIMURA it’s all over for Spencer Adams!The two roll around on the mat as Howard tries his best to get control of the hold, but Spencer is hanging on to his own hand for dear life. He inches towards the ropes but he can’t quite reach them. He gives Howard his arm so he can reach out and grab the ropes. His hand locks around the bottom rope but Howard cinches in the Kimura lock! Billy: Spencer has the ropes!Chris Avery: But Howard isn’t releasing the hold!Billy: The referee making the count!One! Two! Three! Four! Billy: Howard releases the hold before the count of five...but look at Spencer!Chris Avery: The damage is done!Spencer is writhing in agony holding his arm! Howard is staring him down with a blood thirsty look in his eye. He wipes the blood from his own mouth as he approaches Adams! Billy: By any means necessary is Howard Black willing to win this match!Chris Avery: This is more than just the Wrestler of the Year tournament to him! This is vindication! This is proving everyone wrong!Billy: Spencer Adams needs to rally! His arm is in bad shape!Spence is trying to shake the pain out of his arm, but he’s nursing it now, extra guarded. Howard approaches him and throws a huge right forearm to the face of Spencer! Spencer bounds back into the ropes and comes back with a huge right hand from the injured arm! Howard rocks backwards as Spencer holds his arm in pain once more! Howard throws another forearm! Spencer with another right hand! Billy: These two going back and forth now!Chris Avery: NEVER QUIT! NO RELENTING! THESE TWO ARE PUTTING IT ALL ON THE LINE IN THIS TURMOIL TOURNAMENT!!!Billy: Spencer with the right hand has Howard on the ropes!!!Howard stumbles forward and Spencer lifts him up on to his shoulders!!! Billy: THE VACCINE!!!Chris Avery: ...but Howard grabs Spencer’s right arm!!!Howard like a pit bull drags Spencer down to the mat! Spencer fight back! He tries to hold his arm from the Kimura lock, but Howard takes one last desperation pull and breaks Spencer’s guard! He locks in the Kimura tight and wraps his legs around Spencer’s waist! Billy: KIMURA LOCKED IN TIGHT!Chris Avery: SPENCER CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!Billy: ...Chris Avery: ...... Billy: SPENCER TAPS OUT!!!Ding! Ding! Ding! Spencer slaps the mat and Howard releases the hold! “Endzeit” by Heaven Shall Burn hits the PA as Howard jumps to his feet and celebrates the hard fought victory. Spencer is nursing his arm in the corner! Billy: Howard’s done it! He’s on to the next round of Turmoil and one step closer to Wrestler of the Year!Chris Avery: Both men gave everything they had to this match, but Howard Black gave just a little bit more!Billy: We can’t discount Spencer here! He may not be moving on in Turmoil but he’s still one of the best in Action Wrestling, period.Howard holds his United States Championship up high. He looks down at Spencer, then moved to check on him. He puts his hand on Spencer’s shoulder, but Spencer shoves it away and rolls out of the ring. The quiet is eerily silent as Howard watches Spencer walk up the ramp and towards the back. The scene fades to black on a close up shot of Howard Blacks face.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:27:01 GMT -5
Addy A Segment
Voiceover (Addy A) People place an expectation on you, from that see, from they hear. There's a reason they first impressions last. Yeh, I get it I fuckin' swear a lot. Yeh, I run me words toegether when I ain't thinkin' 'bout. It is what is - don't like it fuck off. Wimmen shouldn't do that shit, right. We should all curtsy an' shit. It ain't tha Fifties. I weren't born fah no kitchen. I weren't born fah no fuckin' man openin' tha door for me. Hell, sometimes I reckon me mother wishes I wasn't born at all. I've done shit. But despite all'a that I found one person to believe in me for me.His name was Robbie Hope.He's dead.And I made him a promise.I made that promise MY truthHis sister, Lissie, someone I see as me family, my own blood refuses to see ANY truth. She wants to hear the lies or half-truths of people that just don't understand. Fuck, I made mistakes. I should'a told her the hows and tha whys when it all happened. But I didn't want to put in the same position that I put her brother.I'm ain't gonna fight ya at Thirteen, Lissie.Not as a Hero.Not as a Villain.You can do whatever you need to make yourself feel accomplished. You can claim it's revenge for his death. An' ya'd be right?But ask ya'self Lissie is that really why?What do you believe in when the whole is watching, Elisabeth?Family or Fame?
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:34:06 GMT -5
Turmoil Second Round Wesley vs. James Nightingale
“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. 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. Adeline 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. As soon as our heated Turmoil contest starts, Wesley turns his back to Nightingale-AND EATS A RUNNING KNEE FROM THE ANGEL OF DEATH! Wesley hits the ropes hard, and Nightingale throws him out onto the apron before chasing after him, blasting him with rapid fire close ranged knees before trying for a Gutwrench Powerbomb, but Wesley fights back and drills him with a roundhouse kick that sends Nightingale stumbling! Wesley lunges forward for a spear to send Nightingale off the apron, but Nightingale counters with a knee strike followed up with a downward stomp! Wesley almost falls off the apron, but Nightingale catches him and whips him into the ringpost before looking for a dropkick-BUT WESLEY POPS BACK WITH A BACK ELBOW THAT SENDS NIGHTINGALE DOWN-AND THEN A BRUTAL PUNT KICK THAT SENDS NIGHTINGALE OFF THE APRON! Nightingale pulls back to his feet, but Wesley’s already on the ropes AND BACK WITH A NASTY SPRINGBOARD BACK ELBOW! Both Wesley and Nightingale crash to the ringside area early, but Wesley looks to whip James back into the ring and spring onto him for a cover! He hooks both legs! ONE! TW-NO! JAMES KICKS OUT! Wesley tries to spring to his feet and maintain his advantage, but Nightingale locks in a brutal sleeper as Wesley’s throat comes near his grasp! Nightingale slams his knees into Wesley’s back to try and drive him into the canvas, but Wesley fights against it! Wesley tries to power to his feet, but Nightingale continues ramming his knees into Wesley’s back! Wesley falls to a knee again, and Nightingale releases the choke, trying to haul Wesley up for a Gutwrench Powerbomb! He hauls him high-AND DROPS HIM ONTO HIS KNEE FOR A POWERBOMB BACKBREAKER-BEFORE ROLLING HIM THROUGH AND HITTING THE ROPES-METEORA! Nightingale slaps Wesley in the skull as Wesley tries to get back to his feet, and as Wesley tries to power through again and go for a lariat, Nightingale takes him out with a jumping knee into a Backdrop Driver! Wesley goes down, and Nightingale bridges into a pin! ONE! TWO!! THRE-NO! WESLEY KICKS OUT! Nightingale rolls through into another Backdrop Driver attempt, but Wesley fights against it with back elbows before he gets back to his feet! Wesley nails Nightingale with a brutal standing lariat that sends James back, and James tries to fight forward with a running forearm, but Nightingale counters with another brutal standing lariat that sends the Angel of Death back into the ropes! Wesley pops Nightingale up, stacking his feet on the ropes-AND HE BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A HEADLOCK LARIAT NECKBREAKER INTO THE KNEE! He rolls Nightingale over for a pin, but Nightingale tries a snap counter into an inside cradle! Nightingale tries to get to the ropes, but Wesley takes him out with a brutal dropkick to the skull! Wesley drills him with alternating forearms, and then whips Nightingale into the ropes, but as Nightingale comes back around for a strike Wesley catches him with a suplex, drops him, pops him up and then NAILS him with a brutal IllumiKick! He rolls Nightingale back and covers! ONE! TWO!! THREE-NO! James kicks out! Wesley tries again to get Nightingale back to his feet, but Nightingale counters with an elbow shot to the skull, an inside cradle, and then he rolls over and into his Sleeper again-but Wesley gets to the ropes! Nightingale shifts to a German Suplex, rolls through into a Full Nelson, and then hits Wesley with a brutal Dragon Suplex! He hits the ropes and NAILS Wesley in the chest with a penalty kick, before coming back around for a brutal PUNT KICK to the back of the skull! Nightingale tries to drag Wesley to his feet again for the choke, but Wesley once again makes it to the ropes! He blasts Nightingale with a wicked back elbow that catches Nightingale on the temple, stunning him, and Wesley hits him with a wicked snapped suplex into the corner! Wesley follows up with a sliding elbow attempt, but Nightingale manages to evade it and roll out of the ring, sending Wesley’s elbow into the ring post! Nightingale grabs his elbow and shoulder and drags them through the ropes-before STOMPING down on them hard! Wesley falls to his knees in pain, and Nightingale takes the advantage to slot himself up onto the ropes-DOUBLE STOMP to the back of the neck of Wesley! Wesley goes down hard, and Nightingale rolls him over and hooks both legs! ONE! TWO!! THREE!-NO! WESLEY KICKS OUT! Nightingale tries to get Wesley up on his shoulders for a Running Death Valley Driver into the corner, but Wesley fights back with brutal elbows to the skull, forcing James to drop him! Nightingale turns into a forearm from Wesley, and then a roundhouse kick, a superkick, a knee strike, and then a brutal lariat that sends the Angel of Death down to the canvas! Wesley drags James back to his feet and throws him into the corner before getting a running start for a big boot to the skull that sends his jaw smashing into the turnbuckles! He follows up with a massive rolling German, before pulling him in once more as he rolls through into a big Brainbuster! Nightingale looks to be on the receiving end of an especially brutal beating. Wesley grabs Nightingale and hauls him up to the top rope, looking for a modified version of the IllumiHook from the top rope, but Nightingale counters and blasts him with heavy forearms! Both men trade blows back and forth, and Nightingale leaps up onto the top rope, looking for a double stomp-BUT WESLEY CATCHES HIM-TARANTULA FROM THE TOP ROPE! BOTH MEN CRASH TO THE CANVAS, AND BOTH SEEM TO BE AT ODD! Billy: Who the hell is going to win this!?Chris Avery: We know Howard Black has advanced, who is next?Nightingale gets up first and grabs Wesley from behind and ripcords him into a forearm! He then hits DAYLIGHT DIES! Billy: AS DAYLIGHT DIES!!He pins Wesley! One! Two! THR-
Chris Avery: WESLEY KICKS OUT!
Nightingale picks up Wesley and throws him into the corner!
The crowd reacts as we see Chase Jackson at ringside and Nightingale looks pissed!
BUT SANCHEZ APPEARS!
Chase turns around and Sanchez hits a few strikes on Chase! He throws Chase over the railing!
Nightingale turns around!
WESLEY KICKS HIM IN THE GUT!
ILLUMIDADDY HOOK!
Billy: HE GOT THE HOOK!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!
Billy: HOLY SHITFIRE! WESLEY DEFEATED NIGHTINGALE!!
The crowd reacts as Wesley pops up and Sanchez is FURIOUS! He slides into the ring but Wesley dips out quickly! Chase comes over and catches up with Wes and Wes brings him in and rubs his head. Chase is coughing and holding his head and chest but Wesley is happy.
Chris Avery: Wesley capitalized and advances into the next round!
Billy: What a win! Wesley advances!
Chris Avery: We know Howard Black and we know Wesley has advanced! Two matches down, two to go!
Sanchez picks up Nightingale as they're PISSED off.
Wesley keeps smiling as Chase Jackson is still embracing Wesley.
We fade out.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:35:33 GMT -5
Lissie Hope Segment
Lissie Hope (Voiceover): Imagine standing absolutely still in the middle of a crowded subway. Everyone around you is flying past, bumping into your shoulders, tethered to invisible strings leading to their ultimate destinations. They’ve lost all control, married to their phones, to their schedules, to their homes. Maybe they’ve got a family waiting for them, the aroma of freshly cooked dinner rewarding them for a long day at the office. Imagine the flickering fluorescent lights, and the screeching sounds of metal scraping against the tracks. The crushed gravel under the soles of your shoes, kicking up the dust with every step. The dark, brick walls trick your eyes, appearing as if the tunnel converges at a distance, encasing you like a cocoon.
And finally, you see the light.
The train appears from beyond the pitch black horizon. It approaches quickly. The horn blares, and in the window, you see the panic in the eyes of the operator. But you don’t move; your feet are sunk in the middle of the tracks, as if you’re trapped in quicksand. A part of you doesn’t want to move.
It’s coming.
Closer.
Faster.
The whistle gets louder.
The air gets colder.
Everyone is watching.
Nobody helps.
And it passes through you, as if your soul levitated for just a moment, leaving your body transparent and impenetrable and impervious to the pain. Because nothing can hurt anymore than it already does.
And in a flash, you’re alone, standing in the middle of the tracks, and everyone has disappeared. No longer are there passengers waiting on the platform. The siren of the train fades to a hum, and you’re standing in silence, knowing the world continues to roll along without you.
Tournaments will conclude. And championships will be won. But you’re left with the one thing that gives you solace. One last motivation to keep you going. You’re left with tunnel vision.
People will say I wasn’t focused last week; and they’d be right. People will say I’ve abandoned my championship spirit; and they’d be right. People will say I don’t know what I’m fighting for anymore.
They’d be dead fucking wrong.
I’m not seeking revenge. I’m not righting a betrayal. I’m not even doing this for personal gratification. Championships were never a part of this story.
I’m doing this for justice.
I’m doing this for my brother.
You don’t want to fight, Adelaide, and neither do I. We’re beyond that. I’m not focused on a victory. I’m preparing for war.
When anything goes, there are no rules.
There are no heroes and there are no villains at XIII.
There’s life, and there’s death.
What will you choose when the whole world is watching, Adelaide?
Do you understand now?
You don’t have one.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:37:36 GMT -5
Corey Bull vs. Ash Blake(c)
The lighting throughout the arena slowly fades into darkness evoking a sense of fearsome and suspenseful apprehension over the viewing audience as the opening riff of “Cry Little Sister" by Gerard McMann begins to play throughout the arena. Eerie grayish black strobe lighting starts cascading throughout the arena as a series of grainy black and white video images shows Corey Bull laying out Spencer Adams, Casey Holliday, Oblivion, Scott Slayer and two other no named jabronies on the screen of the ACTIONtron. “The Hatebringer” Corey Bull appears to rise up in slow motion from the depths of hell in front of the ACTIONtron screen, live and in living color, on stage wearing a silver metal death mask, an oily bloodstained gray fleece hoodie with a bandolier bullet belt wrapped around his waist under a zipped up full grain heavy duty black leather motorcycle jacket,oil-stained, grimy jean pants, and heavy duty tan steel-toe work boots. Standing next to him, in a pair of jeans and a devilishly gorgeous top, is Loa. In her hands she holds the voodoo skull that she uses to drive Bull to greater heights. The eerie grayish black strobe lighting catches Corey Bull looking a little off-kilter and more and more unsettling like a monster-lurking-in-the-shadows while holding in his bloodstained taped wrapped hands the four feet of steel loggers chain, tainted with the dried blood of those that have felt its bite before. Loa chuckles and runs her hand down the leather of the jacket. Her smile is both seductive and malicious as she nods towards the ring. Loa starts for the ring, Bull walking behind her and dragging the four feet of loggers chain behind him. Adilene Floyd: And making his way down the aisle, being led to the ring by the voodoo princess Loa...standing 6'10", and weighing in at 385 pounds, hailing from the Great Northwoods, here is, “The Hatebringer” Corey BBBBUUUUULLLLLL! He very crudely drapes the four feet of loggers chain over the ring post and turns to Loa. She raises the skull and Bull looks over he, seemingly absorbing her beauty as if he will never see it again, before staring at the skull and taking a moment of appreciative fascination for his prize possession, seeming to take power from it as it stares back at him. Bull climbs up on the apron and climbs over the top rope like a small fence and begins pacing back and forth like a predatory animal trapped in the confines of a cage in a zoo. 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, closely flanked by both members of the HR Department. All smiles despite the jeering, she saunters down the ramp, beaming, singing along to her theme song. White picket fences. Barbed wire and trenches Trick or treat. Merry Christmas. Howdy neighbor. Thank you Jesus What is he building in that painted lady? A participation trophy wife or blonde, blue-eyed baby? As the trio make their way towards ringside, the beefy boys climb onto the apron first as Ash takes a moment to go for a photo op with a fan at ringside, though she's harshly rebuffed. A glib smile on her face, she ascends the ring steps and enters under the middle rope as both men pull it up for her before dropping off the apron. Ash hands her belt off to the referee before settling in the corner. DING DING DING As soon as our TV Title Match starts off, Corey Bull immediately SENDS ASH BLAKE ASS OVER HEAD WITH A MASSIVE LARIAT! He pulls her up and powerbombs her into the canvas, before throwing her into the corner and following up with another big lariat! She stumbles out of the corner, and Bull catches her- Billy: SHITFIRE! Bull might want to take this one home early!Chris Avery: You said it, Billy!-and slams her to the canvas with a massive Samoan Drop! Blakes body bounces off the canvas as it hits it, and Bull rolls her over and hooks both legs! ONE! TW-NO! Blake kicks out! She tries to regain her breath for a moment, but Corey yanks her up and lays her out with a massive ripcord lariat! She crashes to the canvas, and Bull pulls her up for another powerbomb, but Blake fights back with rough forearms that cause Bull to drop her to the canvas! She runs forward and hits a brutal knee strike to the head of Bull that sends him to the ropes, before she follows up with a dropkick that sends him out onto the apron! She climbs to the top rope as Bull turns around, looking up at her- -AND HE RECEIVES A MASSIVE DOUBLE STOMP TO THE RIBCAGE FROM ASH BLAKE THAT SENDS HIM CRASHING OFF OF THE APRON! Blake grabs Bull by the wrist as they both hit the ground, and looks to align his ribcage with the barricade, looking for a sliding knee strike to the ribcage of Corey Bull! Blake runs forward-but Bull pulls up at the last moment and sends Ash’s knee into the barricade, followed up by a massive release suplex from Corey Bull into the apron! Ash tries to pull back to her feet, but Bull’s on her with a nasty big boot that sends her skull back into the apron! He grabs her and rolls her back in, looking to come back into the ring, but Ash Blake is playing possum and rolls him up! ONE! TWO!-NO! BULL KICKS OUT! Ash Blake turns the match around with a wicked falling Enziguri to Bull, followed up by another double stomp to the ribcage! She sets him up between two of the ropes in the corner as she drags him over, before going to the top rope and HITTING A DOWNWARD STOMP TO HIS CHEST! He lets out a horrific exhale and crumples to the mat as Blake heads up to the top rope, looking for the Conference Call, but Bull manages to roll out of the way at the last second and send Blake crashing and burning! Bull rolls to his feet and tries for another boot, but Blake catches him with the mouse-trap, but breaks it! She hits the ropes and looks for another 450, but Corey catches her as she comes back AND SPIKES HER WITH A NASTY GERMAN! HE BRIDGES! ONE! TWO!! THR-NO! BLAKE KICKS OUT! Bull and Blake pull to their feet, but Blake is a tad bit faster and sends Bull over the top rope once again with another massive dropkick! Bull tries to hang onto the apron as Blake looks for another double stomp over the top ropes and to his throat, but Bull catches her onto her shoulders-MASSIVE SAMOAN DROP! Bull slams Blake into the apron once more, but as he tries for a killing boot against the ring-post, Blake manages to counter into an armdrag! Blake drags Bull back into the ring and looks for a double stomp to Bull’s neck, but Bull catches her with a powerbomb, plants her, and then pops her back up for a Death Valley Driver-BUT SHE COUNTERS IT INTO A SATELLITE DDT! Bull goes down hard, and tries to recover, but she rebounds off the ropes INTO A JUMPING DDT! SHE SPIKES COREY BULL! ONE! TWO!! THREE-NO!!! COREY BULL KICKS OUT! Blake looks to the top rope, and tries for go for her Shooting Star DDT, but Bull catches her at the last minute with immense strength into a falling Suplex! Both competitors go down hard! Bull gets up and lifts Blake by the hair and grabs her by the throat. He lifts her up but she grabs the neck of Bull with her legs and grabs his arm and squeezes his throat into a submission! Bull is still standing as Blake keeps the hold on tighter. Bull drops to one knee and Blake lets go and gets to her feet and grabs the head of Bull and smashes him into the canvas with a DDT! Blake gets back to her feet and jumps to the top rope and hits an imploding 450 splash! Billy: CONFERENCE CALL!One! Two! Three! Billy: SHE GOT HIM!! BLAKE RETAINS!!Blake gets up and the ref gives her the Television Championship and she raises her arm in victory! BUT JUST THEN DOWNFALL IS IN THE RING!! HE HITS HER FROM BEHIND!! Chris Avery: WHAT THE?!Downfall picks her up but Blake slides out of the hold as MS13 members got in the ring with Downfall. The HR Department and Olive Adler grab Blake and her TV title and are on the ramp. Downfall has a microphone. Downfall: I told you, that you have never had someone chase you down. That you have never had someone hunt you wherever you go. Ash Blake, at Turmoil I am COMING for your ass.Downfall throws the mic down as him and his MS13 boys stare down Blake on the ramp. We cut to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:38:30 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:39:47 GMT -5
The Swallowing Vignette
Narrator: It all began in February 2020.
The titantron opens up showing a a bunch of cuts from the action for the Baddest Bitch Crown on Feburary 3rd edition of Monday Night Clash. Lissie Hope drills Karlie Nash with the Crown of Thorns, but Addy Ainsworth opportunistically throws Lissie out of the ring and makes the cover herself.
Narrator: Their paths converged that night, but it was only the beginning.
We are then shown a few clips of Addy and Lissie addressing one another, and though there’s some obvious seeds of tension, there’s a level of respect that is demonstrated. It culminates when Addy Ainsworth faced off against Odin Balfore and Stepan Malikov for number one contendership to the AW World Championship, at the time held by FPV.
Narrator: The lines were blurred. Were there ulterior motives at stake?
Addy defeated Malikov that night, and before Balfore had a chance to intervene, Lissie held him outside of the ring. That set up a date between Ainsworth and Venable at Battlefield for the World Championship.
Narrator: But Lissie Hope’s All-In briefcase still lurked in the shadows.
When Ainsworth and Venable were signing their contract for the match on March 23rd, Lissie saw the perfect opportunity to cash-in her briefcase on a distracted champion. She successfully became a two-time World Champion, setting the stage for a triple-threat match for the AW World Heavyweight Championship at Battlefield. A clip shows of Lissie screaming at Addy: “you will not replace me!”
Narrator: The desperation of Lissie Hope became evident, feeling the pressure of Addy Ainsworth’s meteoric rise threatening her status as the premiere female wrestler in Action Wrestling.
It was an incredible match, one of the most even and hard fought championship matches in history. Frank Venable ended up pinning Addy Ainsworth to win the championship for a record third time, leaving Lissie Hope in absolute agony.
Narrator: It was expected that this result would drive an insurmountable wedge in between the two, but much to their surprise, there was a common thread that binded the two together.
Clips of social media Instagram stories and twitter updates show the closeness of Lissie and her brother, Robbie. On the opposite side of the screen, mirroring clips show that a blossoming relationship had begun brewing between Addy and Robbie as well.
Narrator: Much to Lissie’s initial objection, a partnership formed.
Following Havoc, Lissie and Addy formed the team the Swallowing, mostly as a troll attempt to get under the skin of their rivals, The Following. This led to the most competitive and star-studded four way tag team match at Evolution in tag team history, as the Swallowing, the Following, Kill or Cure, and the Adler Twins competed in a TLC match for the straps. That match was won by Kill or Cure, but they only grew stronger as a result.
Narrator: Their chemistry was irrefutable. Their attitude was infectious.
Clips of their friendship and tag team chemistry display on the screen. They are hitting their trademark moves, “No Teeth” and “Pearl Necklace” on teams like Kennedy Matthews and Estrella Luiz, as well as Derrick Vayden and Raging Dead. Slowly, they begin to climb up the tag team rankings and find themselves on the heels of another showdown with Kill or Cure and the Following at Chaos. Clips are shown of them cutting funny, combined promos where they feed off each other brilliantly. A tweet by John Thomas runs across the screen, excitably saying that he “hopes the Swallowing are together forever!”
Narrator: But tragedy struck their hearts, and they no longer were only fighting for themselves, but for the memory of Robbie Hope.
Once again, we are treated to some clips and photos of the three of them together, celebrating, having a great time. But it shifts into a more somber tone with a photo of Robbie in a hospital bed, and then the news article breaking the news that he had perished. It changes into clips of the action at Chaos, where Lissie and Addy stood tall as the AW Tag Team Champions, their arms emblazoned with the name Robbie Hope.
Narrator: He held them together…
Clips of The Swallowing storming the ring during Amelia Abernathy crashing Raging Dead’s memorial, still honoring the fallen wrestling legend and Lissie’s dearly departed brother. Victories over Shadowlove and Miss Miyamoto, along with AberSlane.
Narrator: They soon met a challenge they couldn’t quite overcome.
Hype package of their feud with the Man Made Gods, culminating in the loss of their Tag Team Championships after Corey Black pinned Addy Ainsworth. Addy tried to take responsibility for yet another error that undermined the trust Addy had been trying to earn for six months. Lissie attempted to look beyond that, because they were still connected by Robbie Hope.
Narrator: The United States Championship ended up being the final wedge.
Clash 100, both members of the Swallowing are competing in a 10-person battle royale. They’ve reached the top five, and Lissie inadvertently tosses Addy from the ring to eliminate her. While clearly a mistake, it’s evident that Addy saw it differently, as she reentered the ring and threw Lissie out, eliminating her, much to everyone’s surprise. Even Addy herself doesn’t know what came over her.
Narrator: They tried to move past it…
A clip shows them enlisting Sara Pettis as a third member for their Trios partnership. They take a trip to Mexico, evidently to get back on the same page.
Narrator: But the damage had been done.
Midway through the match, Lissie turns on her former tag team partner, driving her feet into Addy’s face. She then pummels her repeatedly with right hands, leaving blood pouring out from her mouth and cuts all along her own knuckles. She screams at Addy - “I know what you did!” - and walks off, leaving the entire arena stunned in silence.
Narrator: It’s been bubbling to the surface, but it all comes to a boil in just a few weeks. Narrator: Lissie. Addy. XIII. ANYTHING GOES 2! Chris Avery: Oh my god! There’s so much personal animosity, so much intensity - someone is going to leave XIII with broken bones, or worse!Billy: We saw how brutal Anything Goes last year was between Lissie and Dandy DiVito! It’s going to be a shitfire of epic proportions!Chris Avery: I’m so sad to see how far these ladies have come in their friendship, only to be fractured by the United States Championship!Billy: I think it goes deeper than this, Chris! I don’t think this is about the titles at all! Chris Avery: Are we going to find out what Addy did?? Why Lissie decided to turn on her after all this time??Billy: I’m sure we will, Chris! But you’re going to have to tune into XIII to find out! Chris Avery: November 13th, live from Miami!
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:40:16 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:41:21 GMT -5
Turmoil Second Round Graham Baker vs. Walter Billy: Another second round in Turmoil!We see Baker walking down the steps in the crowd as the fans all are trying to get a piece of him, touching him on his way down. He gets to the barricade and hops over and stares out at the crowd and then slides in to the ring. Chris Avery: This is a big time match up!Baker paces around the ring stretching before taking off his entrance attire and throws it out of the ring. Billy: Corey Black, Bakers stable-mate defeated Walter just a month ago at Clash 100 to win the World Championship.. what does Baker have in store for Walter tonight?The southern-twanged opening riff of “Electric Worry” reverberates through the arena as the crowd rises to their feet, hissing and booing with every ounce of their beings. The lyrics kick in and out steps Etta Bennett at "You made me leave my happy home," eyes empty and gait full of purpose. She's alone until the drum fills and the lyrics belt: I get satisfaction...Everywhere I go Where I lay my head, that's where I call home Whether barren pines or the mission stare Take tomorrow's collar and give 'em back the glare The mammoth Walter emerges from behind the curtain and the crowd intensifies its hate. Walter strides behind Etta, eyes fixed on the ring, as she leads the Beast down the ramp. Four loud pyros thunder from the stage timed with the theme's "Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Adilene Floyd: Entering the ring at this time...Standing six foot, seven inches tall and weighing 340 pounds...
being accompanied by Etta Bennett....
He is the MAN EVOLVED....
that they call THE MONGREL...
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALTER!Walter ascends the stairs slowly and then steps gingerly through the ropes, lumbering over to Adilene who backs to a corner quickly. Walter calmly unbuttons his shirt, removes it and folds it before placing it under the bottom turnbuckle in the corner. Man Evolved then takes his tiny round spectacles off and places them on top of the folded shirt. The barrel-chested beast glances toward Etta who snarls back. With his Device disengaged, he extends his arms in either direction, massive palms turned up to the sky, and bellows toward the rafters in anticipation of the violence to come. Billy: Defeating Addy Ainsworth last week, he now has Graham Baker standing in front of him!Chris Avery: Don't forget, this Friday at XIII they're on the same team when they face off against Philidor Holdings!Billy: This is a very layered match up!DING DING DING Baker and Walter meet in the middle of the ring BUT ITS BAKER WITH A JUMPING KNEE!! ANOTHER JUMPING KNEE!! WALTER STAGGERS!! BAKER JUMPS UP HITTING A THIRD KNEE!! WALTER DROPS TO ONE KNEE!! BAKER HITS THE ROPES AND HITS A FOREARM!! Billy: WALTER IS IN TROUBLE HERE?!BAKER HITS THE ROPES AND HITS A RUNNING KNEE!! Chris Avery: JESUS!!WALTER STANDS UP!! BAKER GOES FOR ANOTHER JUMPING KNEE!! WALTER GRABS BAKER BY THE THROAT!! CULLING!! Billy: THE CULLING!!Chris Avery: BAKER IS OUT!! WALTER HITS THE CULLING!!Walter kneels over Baker with his hands on his chest for a pin. One! Two! Three! Billy: WHAT THEChris Avery: AND JUST LIKE THAT. WALTER ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINALS!Walter stands back up as Etta is in the ring with him. Billy: You know he wants Philidor Holdings bad!Chris Avery: He's going to get them this Friday at XIII!Billy: Walter is a god damn beast.Chris Avery: The Man Evolved moves on to the final four!We see some replays and we come back to live action as Walter and Etta are on the ramp as Baker is crawling around trying to reach the ropes to get back to his feet. Walter eyes him and then goes back to the curtain. We fade out.
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:42:09 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Nov 9, 2020 20:44:06 GMT -5
Main Event Turmoil Second Round Sam Kidsgrove vs. Corey Black
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. Billy: Main event time!Chris Avery: This should be good!"Blood and a Siren" by Index Case hits the PA as the lights fade to black, causing the crowd to go into a frenzy of cheers. A few moments pass before the song kicks into gear, a white spotlight fires off from the far reaches of the venue casting its light upon the stage where Corey Black stands. The Action Wrestling World Championship is strapped around his waist, glistening in the light. Wearing a black leather vest adorned with "ALL HAIL," a skull with a crown and "LAST KING" on the back, Corey walks down toward the ring, looking out into the crowd on his way down the ramp. He reaches the apron and places his hands upon it, gliding along as he heads for the steps. He climbs up and enters through the ropes, rushing toward the hard camera side of the ring and throwing devil horns into the air as he hits the ropes chest first! Corey removes the vest and Action Wrestling World Championship, dropping them down to a ringside worker, then positions himself in his corner and begins moving back and forth, awaiting the upcoming battle. Billy: The World Heavyweight Champion defeated All-In Carter Shaw last week to advance and now he has the former United States Champion Sam Kidsgrove!DING DING DING Kidsgrove comes over with some knife edge chops! Black eats them and Kidsgrove whips Black towards the corner but Black reverses it and whips Kidsgrove into the corner and he flips into the turnbuckles up onto the apron! Kidsgrove walks down the apron and runs up the other turnbuckles but Black catches him while he's up there and flip throws his ass off! Kidsgrove lands on the canvas and holds his back as he sits up on his knees but Black comes in with a kick! A strike! Another strike! He whips him to the other corner and hits a stinger splash in the corner! Kidsgrove stumbles out and Black hits Taka Driver! Black covers! One! Two! Kidsgrove kicks up! Billy: What a combo from Black! Thats why he's World Champion!Kidsgrove rolls out of the ring and Black sizes him up! He hits the ropes going for a suicide dive but Kidsgrove hits him with a clubbing forearm! Black stops through the ropes and hangs and Kidsgrove jumps to the apron and hits a leg drop to the back of Blacks head knocking him out of the ring! Kidsgrove jumps down andpicks up Black and rolls him into the ring. Black stumbles up to his feet and rushes at Kidsgrove in the corner but Kidsgrove sidesteps and throws Black shoulder first into the ring post! Chris Avery: STUNT DOUBLE!Black stands up in the corner and KIDSGROVE HITS THE HELLUVA KICK!! Billy: TAKE 2!Black falls on the mat and Kidsgrove pins! One! Two! Black kicks out! Kidsgrove picks up Black by the hair and lifts him to his feet and goes for a suplex but Black knees him while he's in mid-air. Black lands back on the canvas still ahold of kidsgrove and hits a brainbuster! Black gets up and picks up Kidsgrove and whips him to the corner where Kidsgrove smashes into the turnbuckles and stumbles out and Black hits a running spear! Black covers! One! Two! Kidsgrove kicks out! Black picks him up and goes for a fisherman brainbuster but Kidsgrove blocks that whack ass shit and gets out of it getting behind Black and hitting a back suplex! Kidsgrove gets to his feet finally as Black starts to stir up and Kidsgrove hits a dropkick to the back of Blacks head knocking him into the corner! Black turns around sitting in the corner as Kidsgrove brings in a HUGE running knee to the face! Kidsgrove drags Black out of the corner and pins! One! Two! Black rolls up and Kidsgrove stomps on him a few times before picking him up and going for a German Suplex! Black backflips and lands on his feet! Kidsgrove thinks he hit it! Billy: He better turn his ass around!Kidsgrove notices and Black hits a superkick to the gut! He hits a superkick to the knee! Black hits the ropes and comes up from behind on Kidsgrove! Billy: THE ROYAL BEHEADING!NO! KIDSGROVE TELEGRAPHED IT AND DUCKED! BLACK FALLS ONTO THE MAT RIGHT INTO KIDSGROVE ROLL UP!! ONE!! TWO!! THRE Billy: DID HE GET IT?!Chris Avery: NO!! BLACK KICKS UP!!Black rolls up and Kidsgrove hits BOX OFFICE SMASH!! Billy: NO!!BLACK SIDESTEPS AND KIDSGROVE LANDS ON HIS BACK!! BLACK JUMPS IN THE AIR AND HITS A DOUBLE STOMP TO THE CHEST AND FACE OF KIDSGROVE! Billy: GOD DAMN!!Black stumbles back into the corner as Kidsgrove sits up and Black hits THE ROYAL BEHEADING! Chris Avery: THERE IT IS!!Black pins! One! Two! Three! Billy: ITS OVER!!Chris Avery: COREY BLACK ADVANCES IN TURMOIL!!Billy: WHAT A MATCH!Black rolls up to his feet as the ref helps him sit up. Black looks at Kidsgrove rolling out of the ring and nods. Billy: I think Kidsgrove may have taken the World Champion to a healthy limit here!Kidsgrove rolls out and exits as Black grabs the Championship and holds it high! Billy: What a night!Chris Avery: We have XIII this Friday Night live on AW Net-Billy: WHAT THE HELL?!Jim Mud, Derrick Vayden and Noris Cranley are in the ring and they jump Corey Black from behind!! The music stops, the crowd boos! Chris Avery: OH MY GOD!!Black is on the mat trying to fight them off.. THE FUCKING CROWD POPS!! Billy: HERE COMES GRAHAM BAKER AND FRANK!!THE MAN MADE GODS HIT THE RING AND START BRAWLING!! Its an all out war between Man Made Gods and Philidor Holdings but HERE COMES CARTER SHAW!! Billy: WE GOT MORE ON THE WAY!!Shaw slides in and ducks Bakers clothesline and takes down Frank all in one move!! Mud grabs Baker and slams him down!! Noris and Vayden are still brawling on Black in the corner!! Thats when we see Olive Adler next to the ring with Television Champion Ash Blake! Billy: She's orchestrating this whole thing again! God damn!THE CROWD COMES ALIVE AS THEY STAND UP AND TURN. WALTER IS ON THE STAGE AND HIS EYES ARE LOCKED ON PHILIDOR HOLDINGS. ETTA PRESSES THE BUTTON TO UNLOCK WALTER.. Billy: THE MAN EVOLVED!!Chris Avery: THE BEAST..Walter begins walking down the ramp.. Chris Avery: .. IS UNLEASHED!!Walter gets to the bottom of the ramp WHEN OUT OF NOWHERE HES BLINDSIDED BY HR DEPARTMENT!! Billy: WHERE THE HELL DID THEY COME FROM!?WALTER TRIES FENDING OFF PETER AND SAMSON BUT THEY'RE JUST TOO STRONG.. TOO MUCH!! SAMSON PICKS UP WALTER LIKE A SPINEBUSTER!! Billy: HOLYSHITTTT LOOOK OUT!!!AND HE DRIVES HIM THROUGH THE GOD DAMN BARRICADE!! Chris Avery: WHAT THE HELL?!!Billy: OH MY GOD!!PETER AND SAMSON ARE CELEBRATING OVER WALTER.. SHAW PICKS UP BLACK AND DROPS HIM ON HIS HEAD WITH A DDT ONTO THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP BELT!! NORIS AND VAYDEN PICK UP BAKER AND THROW HIM INTO MUDS SUPERKICK KNOCKING HIM DOWN!! FPV IS PICKED UP AND DROPPED WITH ANOTHER SHAW DDT!! Billy: JESUS CHRIST!!Philidor Holdings all stand in the ring as Man Made Gods and Walter are completely out... Blake and Olive celebrate lowkey in the middle of the ring with the rest of them and they all turn to the hard camera. Ash Blake holds up the Television Championship and stands in front of Philidor Holdings. The camera pans through each one of them as they all are happy as fuck. Billy: XIII THIS FRIDAY NIGHT!!Chris Avery: CAN PHILIDOR HOLDINGS BE STOPPED?!We pan to see FPV out cold. We see Baker coughing in the corner trying to regain conscienceness.. We see Walter buried under the barricade.. We see Black laying on top of his World Championship knocked out. We then see Philidor Holdings celebrating in the ring. Billy: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING TO HAPPEN BETWEEN THESE TWO STABLES?!Chris Avery: WARFARE AT THE FILMORE... XIII IS GOING TO BE CHAOTIC!We fade out.
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