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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:06:02 GMT -5
Billy: Welcome to Monday Night Clash! We have a huge show on tap for you tonight!
Chris Avery: The World Championship match at Timebomb is set! The Elimination Chamber has Corey Black, Trey Bouchet, Kyle Kemp, Hardcore Champion Spencer Adams, United States Champion Der Metzger, and Ash Blake defending her belt! What a match!
Billy: And tonight we have huge implications abound, we have Championship matches as well!
Chris Avery: I can't wait!
Just then the crowd buzzes as Joe Smoke, General Lee and Bobby Ray Cash jump the railing! They slide into the ring, the SCW World Champion Joe Smoke grabs the microphone.
Joe Smoke: This doesn't look like an A-Show to me! You know, we've tried doing things your way, our way, every way, but what I'm getting at is; everyone here is afraid to get smoked!
Crowd boos.
General Lee: It looks like it's coming to an end! Rumor is it that SCW's final show is sometime in April, so I'm assuming your dumb president Torture is already signing on the dotted line and taking over our company and merging it with yours and putting all of us out of business!
Crowd cheers.
General Lee: Oh shut up! What next?! Take Rev1's roster of 4 again!? Take APW's Netflix deal!? I'm sick and tired of this bullshit!
The microphone cuts out as security and officials come down the ramp being led by Cormack and Jaice. The SCW Outsiders slide out of the ring and jump the barricade and exit through the crowd.
We cut to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:06:45 GMT -5
Street Fight Bam Beefer vs. Christos Rousakis
Light Go Out As Intro Playing out through out The Arena with the lyric’s Balls to the wall, man. Balls to the wall. You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall, balls to the wall Out On Entrance Ramp is Christos Rousakis arms in the air as he throws Double Fist into the air with Athina as his Giving High fives with the fans some patting him on the back as some Fans singing Balls To Walls in unison as they get to Ring Athina walks up The Steps first followed by Christos Rousakis as Christos Hold ropes Open for Athina as she step in under middle rope as Christos enters in under top rope as pumps his right fist. Billy: Well this street fight should be interesting!Chris Avery: God damn what an entrance!Christos looks around but Beefer slides in under the bottom ropes and Christos turns around and Beefer hits him with a clobbering clothesline knocking him down! Billy: Guess he doesn't have an entrance!Chris Avery: He wants a Hardcore Championship opportunity! He's doing things his way now!Beefer slides out of the ring and walks past an array of weapons and picks up a trash can. He throws it in! He slides in a table as well! Beefer rolls in and Christos hits a few strikes to the back and whips Beefer to the ropes but Beefer comes back with a flying crossbody taking Christos down! Billy: GOD DAMN! WHAT A SLAB OF BEEF WITH A HUGE CROSSBODY!!Beefer gets up and grabs the trash can and Christos gets to his feet and Beefer slams the trashcan over his head knocking Christos down! Chris Avery: What a shot!Beefer slams the trash can down another time across the back of Christos! Billy: Wowzers!Beefer picks up Christos and throws him to the corner where he rushes in with a big fat beefy dropkick to the chest of Christos knocking him to a seated position! Beefer goes for another running butt-strike but Christos rolls out of the ring and Beefer slams into the turnbuckles! Beefer falls down and Christos grabs Beefer and rolls him onto the apron and picks him up latterally like a slam and turns slamming him into the railing!! Chris Avery: THESE TWO BEEFY BOYS ARE SLAMMING THEIR BEEFS!!Billy: What!?Beefer rolls up and Christos runs hitting a big spear knocking him into the ring post!! Christos grabs a Keureg coffee maker and picks it up and rolls it into the ring. Christos picks up Beefer and whips him into the apron and then picks his fat beefy ass up and rolls him into the ring. Christos rolls in and stomps on Beefer and then puts the Keureg coffee maker in the middle of the ring. He turns and picks Beefer up and bends him forward.. Billy: NO WAY HE CAN POWERBOMB HIM!Christos tries to powerbomb Beefer but Beefer kicks his feet and stands back up but Christos knees Beefer in the gut and then bends him forward again, and hits a PILEDRIVER on the KEUREG COFFEE MAKER!! Billy: OH MY GOD WHAT A PILEDRIVER!!Chris Avery: JESUS WHAT A PILEDRIVER!!Christos rolls over and taunts as he picks up the table and unfolds the legs. He sets it up near the corner on the canvas. Billy: Setting up that table, this could be trouble for Beefer!Christos turns and picks up Beefer and whips him into the ropes but Beefer holds the ropes as Christos goes for a big boot! Beefer then rushes at Christos and hits a ghetto blaster knocking Christos down!! Beefer picks up Christos and takes the remaining piece of Keureg coffee maker and slams it against the head of Christos! Billy: Jesus christ!Chris Avery: Jesus Christos!Billy: What?Beefer positions Christos on the table and then walks around the table and spits on him. Beefer climbs up the turnbuckles.. to the middle turnbuckle of course. He's facing Christos and looks down. Billy: Don't do it!Beefer jumps off the middle rope and hits a SPLASH through Christos THROUGH the table!! Chris Avery: BAMSLAM!!Billy: Thats it!The ref hits the canvas! One! Two! Three!! DING DING DING Billy: Bam Beefer uses violence to get the job done here tonight!Chris Avery: Bam wants a Hardcore Championship match but to do that he has to win!Billy: He won here tonight, we'll see if he can keep his violent streak alive!Beefer rolls out of the ring taunting up the ramp yelling vulgarities at Christos who is still trying to get to his feet in the ring. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:07:50 GMT -5
Carter Shaw Segment
The ActionTron fills with the PHILIDOR HOLDINGS logo, the crowd erupting boos in response. It sits tall for several moments before, instead of any music hitting, none other than Carter Shaw fills the screen from a back room. The boos lighten...a little. Shaw is dressed sharply here early in the night, a back collared shirt, sleeves rolled up. Black dress pants are even visible as the man’s piercing blue eyes reach out to the public. Carter Shaw: Tonight we’ve got ourselves quite a headliner of a 6-man tag match, when Lissie Hope and I represent Philidor alongside Howard Black to take on The Following’s Kyle Kemp and Dandy DiVito alongside Trey Bouchet.He leans in a little closer to the camera, his bright expression lending towards a tension. Carter Shaw: But let’s talk about one man specifically in that match. One man who wants to end me. And that man is Dandy DiVito. DANDY. I know you’re counting on tonight’s match being your chance to choke the life out of me but let’s just go ahead and assume that what be the case. As we both took part in a match that fell off the rails last week...and as we both got shoved off of that entrance stage by Matthias Mintzel to share bruised bodies and bruised egos...I think it’s safe to say that your visions of ‘what’s to be’ aren’t exactly turning out.B-Roll takes over the screen as Shaw’s voice still booms over the P.A. Various shots of playing cards being slapped down on the table, dice rolling down a craps table and dealers pulling away chips from players take over the screen. Carter Shaw: Next week, Monday Night Clash comes to LAS VEGAS. Vegas. My city. My turf. And let me tell you, DiVito, what awaits you...because I’ve got a little pull, believe it or not. I don’t know if the Philidor cufflinks gave that away. Let me tell you what is in store for you next week in little ole’ Las Vegas.The B-Roll fades out, the view returning to a hyped Shaw. His hands smack together randomly as he speaks. Carter Shaw: Next week, I want you to show up to the basement of the SAHARA Casino. Don’t worry, it’s quite large. I want you to show up and face me in a little creation of mine that I have decided to contribute to Vegas lure with. Dandy DiVito...Carter Shaw...one on one…He leans in tight to the lens. Carter Shaw: IN A SHAW VEGAS DEATHMATCH.A large mixture of various reactions from the crowd. Carter Shaw: That’s right. And the rules of the Shaw Vegas Deathmatch are simple. One Pinfall. One Submission Victory. One Knock-out Victory to the tune of a 10 count. And the first one to check all 3 boxes against the other? Is the VICTOR.Entangled with Shaw’s video feed is more Vegas B-Roll, now mixing in heavy gambling and a few visions of cage fights as well. Carter Shaw: Meet me in the basement of the SAHARA, Dandy, and we can finish this. Once and for all. That’s what you want, right? But just incase you can’t accomplish your mission tonight of putting me on the useless I.R. shelf next to your buddy Wesley.Shaw speaks clear even though he’s already turning his body to walk off down the locker room. Carter Shaw: Another chance will await you. Vegas will be taking PLENTY of bets on this one. Prop bets galore. But right now? In this moment? The only question is, Dandy…He spins back towards the camera and reaches his hand out towards it, the visual filter of the live camera switching to a fisheye lens of 2 red dice in Shaw’s hand. Carter Shaw: Are you willing to roll the dice?He tosses them up in an exact moment the screen cuts to the Philidor Holdings logo once more before cutting the feed all together.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:15:10 GMT -5
Mr. Abraham vs. Jayson Price vs. Dionysus
Several long notes cull the audience towards the ramp where every available spotlight focuses on the entranceway, wherein a sudden blast of a fog machines, emerges the large and imposing shape of Mr. Abraham. “Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition” announces him to the audience with grandiose prominence. Adilene Floyd: Entering the ring from Locus Grove, Georgia… weighing 255 pounds… Mr. Abraham!Mr. Abraham adjusts his coat on way to the ring, sporting the energy of a Kentucky colonel combined with the class of an antebellum gentleman. He ignores the cheering fans while extending halfhearted “blessings” onto any that wish to greet him with grace. He then uses the stairs to enter the ring looking smug about his chances. Once in the ring center, Abraham holds his arms high as if to feel the anointment of holy spiritual energy entering his body moments before readying for the match in his corner. Billy: Mr. Abraham looked pretty strong last week where he pinned BOTH of his opponents, Chris!Chris Avery: Well yeah, but they were both rookies and Price and Dion are NOT rookies at all. For a big man, Mr. Abraham may have his hands full this week!"The Cell" by Gojira hits the arena speakers as the lights dim down. When the drums kick in, pyro goes off from the big screen and stage. The crowd lets out a mixed reaction as a spotlight comes down onto the stage and Jayson Price walks out from the back, staring out at the crowd and then focusing on the ring. Adilene Floyd: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania... weighing in at 260 pounds... JAYSON PRICE!Price starts walking down the ramp, ignoring the outstretched hands of the fans, until he reaches ringside where he rolls into the ring under the bottom rope and heads for his corner. Price stays leaning against the turnbuckles until the bell rings. Billy: I’m gonna say it now. Jayson Price is a shell of his former self, Chris!Chris Avery: Yeah, I’m not sure what’s been up with Jayson Price lately but he’s been losing a lot of matches that he should have won without breaking a sweat. This isn’t the former multi-time WCF world champion that we’re all familiar with!"Bazelgeuse" by Falkkone begins to play throughout the Arena. "The Legion", 20 Centurion guards march down the aisle, lining up 10 on one side and 10 on the other leading down to the ring and stand at attention. A quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold appears carrying "The Crimson Gladiator" Dionysus and makes its way down the aisle as if entering the Roman Colosseum ready to do battle and circles the ring and stops. As Dion enters the ring, the quadriga of four Clydesdale horses pulling a chariot made of gold makes its way back up the aisle and disappears followed by The Legion. "The Crimson Gladiator" Dionysus, standing in the middle of the ring, raising a scepter of Dionysus toward the crowd and starts banging the shaft against a custom made Vibranium/steel alloy Spartan shield calling out his opponent to engage him into a fight to the death. Dionysus's fans stand in unison to cheer their warrior as gold coins in his likeness rains down on him in the center of the ring. He looks out to his fans, who give Dionysus the thumbs up and gives his opponent the thumbs down, meaning "Death!" Dion raises both arms holding the scepter and custom made Spartan shield wide out over his head in praise to the crowd and let's out a Gladiator bloodcurdling scream. Chris Avery: I gotta say it that Dionysus isn’t at his best as of late either.Billy: I guess management wants to see how these two vets will do against Mr. Abraham. Somebody’s gotta shine here tonight! Will it be Dionysus? We’re about to find out, Chris!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. Dion comes charging out and takes Price down with a clothesline and ducks a big boot from Mr. Abraham only to nail a big boot of his own taking the big man down. Price goes for a clothesline of his own, but Dion dodges and grabs Price’s arm, falling to the mat and locking in a crossface! Price’s eyes nearly pop out of his head as he flails his free arm. Billy: Dion has a crossface locked in already!Chris Avery: Price is trying to fight it! Here comes Mr. Abraham!Mr. Abraham drops a big elbow across the back of Dion, crushing Price underneath as well. Dion and Mr. Abraham are back up. Mr. Abraham whips Dion across the ring and catches him with a powerslam. Price gets to his feet, but Mr. Abraham is behind him and locks in a full nelson. Price’s eyes bulge again as he’s in another submission hold! Billy: Price is not having a good night, Chris!Chris Avery: No, he’s not, but he shoves his foot off the nearby turnbuckles and falls onto Mr. Abraham who releases the hold.Jayson Price nails a snap DDT on Dion and bounces off the ropes, taking Mr. Abraham off his feet with a rolling elbow. Price is up and running again, smashing his knee in Dion’s face. Dion bails outside the ring. Mr. Abraham also bails out and goes after Dion. Price runs the ropes and takes to the air with a suicide dive, taking out both opponents! Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!! Billy: Shitfire! Price has come alive!Chris Avery: He’s taken out both Dionysus and Mr. Abraham in a huge flurry of moves!Price taunts the crowd and pays for it as Mr. Abraham almost takes his head off with a huge big boot. Dion charges at Mr. Abraham who executes a stungun. Abraham pulls Price to his feet and tosses him with a choke toss across the ring. Dion is on his feet and receives a kick to the midsection. Mr. Abraham lifts him up for a vertical suplex. Mr. Abraham waits for Dion to get to his feet as Price rolls out of the ring. Mr. Abraham grabs Dion by the neck and chokeslams him to the mat! Billy: CHOKESLAM TO DION!! This might be it, Chris!Chris Avery: Mr. Abraham has the leg hooked!ONEEE! T--NOOO! Price is back in and stomps at the head of Mr. Abraham, knocking him off of the pin attempt. Mr. Abraham and Price start slugging it out in the ring. Mr. Abraham whips Price across the ring and he gets dropped with a spinebuster from Dion. Dion catches Mr. Abraham and hits him with a chokeslam of his own! Price is back up but Dion hits a tiger suplex and pulls Price to his feet again, sends him across the ring, and drops him with a pop-up cutter. Billy: Price wisely rolling out of the ring! He’s on the verge of getting pinned!Chris Avery: Are you sure you should be using wisely and Price in the same sentence, Billy?Mr. Abraham gets to one knee and eats a shining wizard followed by a lionsault from Dion!! Chris Avery: ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO MR. ABRAHAM!!Billy: Dion hooks the leg!ONEEE!! TWOOO!! THR--NOOO! Price makes the save again! Price sends Dion across the ring with a release german suplex. He steps up on the second rope and delivers an elbow drop to Dion. Mr. Abraham gets to his feet but Price locks in a standing guillotine choke! Mr. Abraham flails about and finally slams Price back first into the nearby turnbuckles, crushing him. Mr. Abraham takes a few steps out, crossing the ring and charges in for a splash, but Price rolls out of the way! Billy: PRICE CHECK TO MR. ABRAHAM!!Chris Avery: He looked knocked out cold as he fell to the mat! Price has the leg hooked!ONEEE!! TWOOO!! THRE---NOOO! Dion dives in at the last second and makes the save! Chris Avery: What a match from these three!Billy: I don’t know who is going to win?!Price picks up Abraham but Dion bicycle kicks the FUCK out of Abe knocking him out of the ring! Price goes for a clothesline but Dion ducks it and rolls Price up! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING Billy: What a win!! Dionysus is the winner!Chris Avery: Dion just beat a WCF alum once again!!Abraham gets up but is PISSED!! Price can't believe it! Dion just laughs! We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:15:40 GMT -5
Johnny Bacchus Segment
The camera is in the parking lot. A screeching of tires off screen precedes the whipping of a white AMC AMX into the frame. The car skids precariously into an open spot, stopping mere inches of a side-to-side impact with the car in the next space. Muffled music can be heard bumping from inside, increasing in volume and clarity as the driver side window rolls down and a cloud of Juul vapor pours out. From the fog, a glint of gold betrays the presence of the Pure Title, now held out the window by the Pure Champion pulling himself from the vehicle. Johnny Bacchus: HEY CAMERA! I SEE YOU OVER THERE, COME CHECK OUT THE THRIFT STORE BURBERRY I’M ROCKING!As the camera man zooms in on Bacchus, Trey Bouchet takes the opportunity to sheepishly step out of the passenger side, content to allow his friend to soak in the attention. Johnny Bacchus: I MADE TWENTY-FIVE GRAND LAST WEEK, BOUGHT A USED SPORTS CAR, FAKE YEEZYS, AND A SECOND-HAND DESIGNER COAT! AND WE AIN’T DONE UNTIL TREY’S DOING THE SAME!Bacchus kicks his legs out and lands on the pavement beneath him, his bright red shoes matching the hair sticking out from underneath the floppy ushanka on his head. His eyes are covered by a pair of oversized white women’s sunglasses, and his Burberry trench coat billows in ridiculous contrast to the ratty “FOLLOW THE FOLLOWING” t-shirt he’s cut into a bro-tank. He leans into the camera, holding the title up. Johnny Bacchus: Can I talk my shit again? Oh, I can. We’ll see you in the ring, baybee.He blows a kiss to the camera before leaving the camera lingering on the car.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:16:13 GMT -5
Randy Buster & Julian Park vs. Big Bubba & Darren Marsh
Some Kind of Monster by Metallica is playing loud and the older fans react and the newer fans are still getting used to this old man, however Randy Buster walks himself down the ramp high-fiving some of the fans along the way. He walks up the steel steps and wipes his feet on the apron and steps through the ropes a bit gingerly but still pulls it off with the same pizzazz from his early years. He goes to the turnbuckles and climbs up to the middle rope and poses and smiles for the camera phones. He misses the flash bulbs popping off but he's still happy to be in the ring where he belongs. He's ready for the match up. "It's either them or you. It's sort of like, survival, y'know? Survival of the fittest, y'know? You do what you do to stay alive." The opening of "Survival Tactics" hits the PA system as the lights cut out, the tron pulsing to life with clips of the man of the hour training intercut with drone shots of the city of Chicago. As Joey's verse starts, Julian Park emerges from behind the curtain, eyes focused directly on the ring with seemingly nothing going on behind them. Adilene Floyd: Making his way to the ring now, from Albany Park in Chicago, Illinois…Julian rolls his neck before making his way briskly down the ramp. Adilene Floyd: Weighing in tonight at two hundred, thirty pounds, Julian "The Wolf" Park!Once down the ramp, he wastes no time ascending the steps and entering the ring. Billy: Interesting tag team to say the least, but this all started last week!Chris Avery: Yes, Buster and Park wanted to have a fun respect-type one on one match but it was ruined when Marsh came out to cut a seething promo about being a piece of shit and then he debuted his Jail-mate; Big Bubba!Billy: Right on the head!The sirens of Marshs theme song hit and Big Bubba walks through the curtain and yells and right behind him is Darren Marsh who comes out with his nightstick and handcuffs. The two walk down the ramp and to the steel steps yelling at the marks, smarks and opponents. Park rages at Marsh from inside the ring as Marsh and Bubba get into the ring. DING DING DING Marsh and Buster start out and tie up but its Marsh getting the upperhand and whipping Buster to the ropes but Buster comes back with a clothesline! Marsh goes down but stumbles back up and Buster hits a second clothesline! Buster turns around tagging in Park and Marsh goes for a clothesline but Buster hits a gut punch and Park goes for a dropkick but Marsh stumbles back before any contact is made and tags in Big Bubba! Buster gets on the apron as Park signals for Bubba to get in! Bubba climbs over the top rope and comes to Park who hits a few strikes but Bubba swats it all away and whips Park into the turnbuckles and picks up Park hitting a running crushing something into the turnbuckles. Bubba hits a few headbutts knocking Park to a seated position. Marsh wants the tag so Bubba tags him in and Marsh gets into the corner and starts to jaw at Park and begins to choke him with his boot! The crowd boos as Marsh pulls Park to his feet and hits a sidewalk slam! Billy: Marsh and Bubba have done so much damage to Park already!Marsh covers with a boot on the chest of Park! One! Park kicks out but Marsh bends down and chokes Park before dragging him to the corner and tagging in Bubba. Bubba gets into the ring and hits a few more headbutts to Park and then hits a wtf clothesline. Park goes down and Bubba goes for a cover! One! Two! Park kicks out. Bubba picks up Park and goes for a slam but Park gets out of it and shoves Bubba into Marsh! They hit heads and the ref counts it as a tag! Bubba flails his arms and falls down! Park dives but can't reach Buster just yet! The crowd going crazy! Chris Avery: BUSTER WANTS THAT TAG!Billy: THIS IS IT!!Park jumps and dives and TAGS IN BUSTER!! Bubba gets up and Buster hits a running clothesline but Bubba doesn't go down he just falls back into the corner! Buster hits another running clothesline in the corner!! Buster hits a third running clothesline in the corner! Buster signals for the biggest brainbuster of all time! Chris Avery: I don't think he realizes Marsh is the legal man!Billy: The ref is trying to tell him!Buster grabs Bubba but Marsh is in the ring AND HE HAS A CADDLE PROD! Billy: WHAT THE HELL!BUSTER GETS THE CADDLE PROD IN THE RIBCAGE/CHEST!! DING DING DING DING DING DING Billy: THIS MATCH IS THROWN OUT!!Chris Avery: SOMEONE STOP THIS!!Park is up and hits Marsh from behind knocking him down! The crowd pops for Park but Bubba hits him from behind knocking him down!! Bubba hits a jumping SPLASH crushing Park!! Billy: COME ON!! THE MATCH IS OVER!! COME ON!!Marsh is frustrated and grabs the caddle prod and pushes it into the chest of Park!! Chris Avery: COME ON!! STOP THIS!!Park is kicking in tremendous pain but Marsh isn't letting up! Bubba is up and hits the ropes coming back with a huge jumping splash!! Marsh is still holding down the prod into the chest of Park as Bubba hits a third jumping splash!! Chris Avery: THIS HAS TO STOP!! YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM!!Bubba gets up and hits a fourth jumping splash!! Buster is up and Bubba crushes him with a running jumping crossbody!! Marsh is yelling at Park who is now bruised instantly and marks all over his chest from the caddle prod! Billy: Jesus christ!! Theres officials in there thank god, they're putting a stop to this!!Marsh and Bubba get up and pose as the crowd fucking boos and begins to throw trash. Bubba gets out of the ring as Marsh climbs out as well. Buster and Park are laid out in the ring but it's Buster trying to crawl towards him. Officials need medical attention on Park, badly! Marsh and Bubba keep posing at the top of the stage. Billy: This is out of order! This is over the line!!Chris Avery: Darren Marsh is a no good son of a bitch who continues to throw his power and stature around like we give a shit! BUD WE DONT GIVE A SHIT!Billy: Easy, Chris!Chris Avery: NO IM SICK OF IT!Marsh and Bubba continue to yell at the crowd as garbage is being thrown their way. Medical officials and refs continue to help Park in the ring. We cut to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:18:12 GMT -5
Johnny Bacchus, Trey Bouchet, Debra Monroe Segment
The cameras are on the stage as “Flagpole Sitta” by Harvey Danger hits the P.A. Chris Avery: Who’s this?Billy: Harvey Danger, Chris. Love this song.Chris Avery: I know THAT, I mean…The curtain parts as the Pure Champion, Johnny Bacchus steps out with a briefcase in one hand, the belt in his other raised triumphantly over his head. Chris Avery: Chimp Mode, or should we say Champ Mode, is in the house! And a new theme to go with his new belt!The Pure Champ pauses at the stage, throwing the belt over his shoulder and pointing at the curtain. His own music fades before being replaced by “Higher Ground” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers to a wild pop from the crowd! With Debra Monroe in close step, “the Cajun Catapult” Trey Bouchet steps out to thunderous applause. Billy: SHITFIRE! Listen to the love for these three!Chris Avery: Love or hate the Pure Champ, but how can you not be awed by Bouchet’s incredible upset over Sam Kidsgrove last week?! And since her debut, Debra Monroe has been nothing but a beacon of joy and positivity backstage! Johnny Bacchus has been proclaiming his “lower card revolution” for the past month, and this trio may just exemplify it.Bacchus stands between the two, draping his arms over their shoulders and pulling their heads in for a triple side-hug. They soak in the reaction of the crowd before Bacchus bounces ahead of them, a ball of pure wild energy as he slides the briefcase into the ring and rolls in after it, more careful to keep his ushanka on his head than to not barrel roll over the title. He takes to a turnbuckle and raises the Pure Title overhead to a mixture of cheers, boos, and laughs from the crowd as Trey and Debra make their way in a much more mannered but just as enthusiastic fashion to the ring, Trey giving high-fives as Debbie gives hugs. Once assembled, Bacchus walks to the ropes to request a microphone. The music dies as he retakes the center of the ring. Johnny Bacchus: THE REVOLUTION WILL BE TELEVISED!The crowd pops! Johnny Bacchus: I have been saying it – I said one month ago I was gonna win the Pure Title at Battlefield. Two weeks ago, I said Trey was on his way down the yellow brick road of his own. I don’t know about you, Trey, but I’m sure as hell we aren’t in Kansas anymore!The crowd pops again! A big, dopey grin spreads over Trey’s face as Debbie encourages the crowd on. Johnny Bacchus: And we’re gonna get to Trey, but before we do – CAN I TALK MY SHIT AGAIN?!The crowd pops! Chris Avery: He may be loud, he may have absolutely no off switch, but man if his attitude doesn’t rub off on you. The crowd even here in Mississippi is feeling the champ.When the cheers die down, the Pure Champ raises the microphone to his lips again. Johnny Bacchus: I want y’all to look at this bitch. Take a good look at that plate and look at the man holding it. You’re lookin’ at a guy who’s been in those bleachers alongside you – been paying however much for the pay-per-views – was sleeping on couches two months ago and only isn’t now because I’m sleepin’ in motels on the road as the ACTION WRESTLING PURE CHAMPION. You can be in the back or even out there in the bleachers, and you don’t gotta like me – hell, you may want nothing more than to shut my mouth – but you can’t deny that I walk just as hard as I talk, I bite like I bark, and now I got the big gold plate to prove I’m just as worth of the belt as the champion I buried as a warm-up. That, my friends – and we are friends – is a February Revolution.A mixed reaction! Billy: Y’know… in spite of that, Chris, it’s a bold move to make references to the Bolsheviks in this state. It takes real balls.The Champ shrugs and mouths “Tough crowd” to his two compatriots before continuing. Johnny Bacchus: So I wanna address those folks in the back right now who do want me to shut-up – the ones who think I had a cakewalk because I worked the champ into a shoot and was rewarded by having to symbolically beat up a priest.Bacchus pauses, taking a moment to lower his sunglasses and look directly into the camera. Johnny Bacchus: I wouldn’t be a real dyed-hair Es Jay Dub if I wasn’t inclusionary, and let me tell you baybee I’m takin’ aaaallllll comers. I don’t care who you are, what your resume is – Hall of Fame, uppercard, midcard, brand-effin-new – take your best shot. Because I’m not just holding this belt to Evolution to stamp my pass there, I’m holding it to the next one, and the one after that – and the one after that – and the ONE AFTER THAT BECAUSE THIS IS TOON WORLD AND Y’ALL JUST LIVING IN IT!Another mixed reaction but the majority positive! Bacchus turns to look at Debbie Monroe. Johnny Bacchus: But I’m not the only one here. I’d be remiss to not take this belated International Women’s Day to give props to the next queen of Action Wrestling… a woman with wins over a living legend, a hall of famer, and a degenerate – I’ll let you guess which one was Jayson Price … she’s the Spartan at the gates between us and those SCW geeks, the Countess of Monte Hug-sto – David Lynch’s Embracerhead, Squeeze in the Trap, the Hug-ilist… DEBRA MONROE!Bacchus points to her as the crowd goes wild! Allowing the applause to continue he walks over to the briefcase on the mat and picks it up. Johnny Bacchus: But… we’re not here to talk about myself – nor Debbie Moe. We’re here to talk about the Man of the Hour. The Cajun Catapult, the double-underhook underdog, and… the next Action Wrestling Champion. Trey. Bouchet. Trey, I want you to come here – I have a gift for you.Bacchus loops the arm with the microphone around Trey’s shoulder. With his free hand, he pops open the briefcase… and removed the toy replica Pure Title. A piece of duct tape is affixed over the “Pure” on the plate with “AW” sharpied on it. Johnny Bacchus: Trey, you and I both know this plastic children’s toy I bought at Walmart for $15 while incredibley drunk is blessed. It has that Toon World Chimp Mode juju, and I would be a terrible friend to keep in from you on the road to glory, so… in the words of a terrible person: try it on, see how it fits.He hands the child’s toy title to Trey to the laughter of the crowd. The thing is far too small to wrap around his waist – Trey drapes it over his shoulder instead as he and Debbie openly laugh at the absurdity of the display. Johnny Bacchus: Look at that – lookin’ absolutely beautiful, King.Bacchus turns back to the camera, looking directly into it behind his big ridiculous sunglasses. Johnny Bacchus: I can’t even state enough that the Cruiser-Great didn’t even want to be on Clash, something I’ve been listening to every guy tryin’ to punk Trey say, week in and week out since he got here. That ain’t arrogance, baybee, and Trey’s not locked in here with you – you’re now locked in here with him. Last week, I watched my man throw Sam Kidsgrove around like a medicine ball and send him flying like he was headed to another banquet with Bono, and in two weeks I’m gonna watch him walking out of the Elimination Chamber with the top prize in the company. SO… as the self-appointed mouthpiece for this dimepiece, lemme address the rest of the room.The Pure Champ pauses, a smirk on his face as he walks to the ropes and leans on them, looking back towards the locker room. Johnny Bacchus: Spencer Adams, the absolute GOAT and a first-ballot Hall of Famer, no introduction needed and no trash talked here, I’ll just say this: you’ve had the longest and most storied career of anyone in this match – and that story will keep going, but it’s not gonna have a chapter involving you walking out of Time Bomb the champ, at least not yet.
Der Metzger, ich kann keine Deutsche aber ich spreche dir das: don’t worry about beating Ash Blake or walking out of here with the W, worry about the Eastern Front opening up when one of us comes to liberate that US Title from your hands very soon.
Kyle Kemp, I actually got nothing but love for you and yours, hence why I’m rockin’ the merch tonight. We’ll touch more on this, but all I gotta say is if you aren’t a believer now, you will be after tonight.
Corey Black, the King of All Wrestlers and another first-ballot Hall of Famer – man, this ain’t been your year. They say the definition of madness is trying the same thing and expecting different results: pardon me if I’m not placing any bets on you for this, but here’s a lesson in consistency: not a single damn person is kicking out of the Com-plex and just maybe the next one is you.
And, of course, Ash Blake…Bacchus pauses, reaching up to remove his sunglasses and look directly and unobstructed at the camera. Johnny Bacchus: I hope you’re watching right now. Because if not, you’re dumber than the people who’ve signed the souls to you. In less than half a year, you’ve shed that bubbly act you were keeping up to show us the reptile you really are – so I know you know that looks and demeanor can be deceiving. I’m gonna tell you this once now, so if you don’t listen that’s on your shoulders: Trey isn’t the crocodile you’ve made yourself out to be, but he also ain’t the rubber crocodile you actually are. You’re gonna see that tonight when this man…Bacchus jabs the sunglasses at Trey for dramatic emphasis. Johnny Bacchus: …The Cajun Catapult, Trey Bouchet puts the Following on his boulder shoulders and carries them to a victory through that undersized, overpriced, and overplayed offensive line you’re fielding tonight. Lissie, Carter, Howard – some people think Trey will beat the Champ with pigs fly, and tonight he’s got three lined up to catch air. Trey’s coming: plexpect him.Bacchus drops the mic as “Higher Ground” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers hits the P.A. Bacchus and Debbie grab Trey’s arms and lift them into the air, Bacchus slapping the toy belt across his friend’s shoulder for good measure. Chris Avery: An incredible edict the Pure Champ has thrown down on behalf of Trey Bouchet tonight! A lot of eyes on that Trio Tag match later tonight.Billy: But can Trey cash the checks Johnny’s mouth is writing on his behalf?!Chris Avery: There’s a lot on the line tonight. Stayed tuned for more Clash after this.The show goes to commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:19:32 GMT -5
Lost Breed Segment
Clash moves backstage to The Lost Breed locker room. Matthias Mintzel is working out using a punching bag and Downfall is stretching ready for his upcoming title defence against Twiztid Insane, whilst Adrian, Brookes and several other members of MS-13 are sat playing a game of poker. The door bursts open, Alice walks in, an anxious look on her face. James Nightingale quickly follows her, an agitated expression on his face, he begins mumbling to himself. Everyone stops what they are doing and looks over to Alice and Nightingale, the latter taking a deep breath and lets out a sigh as she closes her eyes. Nightingale marches into the middle of the locker room, his hands on his hips. After a moment he loses control and flips over the poker table. Adrian stands up to attention. Adrian: Are you ok, boss?A look of disdain spreads across Nightingale’s face as he begins shaking his head. James Nightingale: Why would I be ok, Adrian? Hmm? How could I possibly be ok following the events of last week? What do I pay you all for? TO SIT BACK HERE AND PLAY POKER!! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE OUT THERE AT RINGSIDE TO ENSURE NO ONE CAN INTERFERE IN MY MATCHES! WHERE WERE YOU ALL WHEN NATE COST ME MY MATCH!!A young member of MS-13 lets out a slight laugh at the sound of NATE’s name, the room turns and looks at him with dagger eyes. Nightingale slowly walks over to him. James Nightingale: Oh, was that funny, son?The young member immediately realises that he’s royally fucked up. Adrian: Boss if I can…Nightingale extends his arm out towards Adrian without looking at him, he holds out his index finger, silencing him. James Nightingale: What is your name??: Umm… my name is… Before he can even answer the question, Nightingale grabs the young man by the lapels of his biker cut and pulls him up to his feet. Nightingale then attacks, striking the prospect with several repeated brutal headbutts to the face. After the third headbutt, Nightingale releases the young man, and he falls to the ground leaving him in a bloody mess on the floor. After taking a moment to recompose himself, Nightingale attempts to wipe the blood from his face, but merely spreads it further. He then walks over to Downfall. James Nightingale: Where were you, Danny? Where have you been recently, huh? You have been so self-absorbed in yourself that you have failed me. You take all the perks I afford to you by being a member of my faction, yet you have offered little to offer our cause recently.Nightingale taps on Downfall’s TV Title belt, yet Downfall continues to stare at James. James Nightingale: The success has gone to your head, you were so busy focusing on your match against Corey Black, that you failed to show your allegiance to me.Downfall isn’t fazed, nor does it look like he cares for Nightingale’s statement. Nightingale turns away from Downfall... James Nightingale: Get out of my sight.Downfall picks up his TV Title and heads for the exit. Downfall: With pleasure.After a moment... James Nightingale: Oh Danny boy…Downfall stops and turns his head slightly back towards Nightingale. James Nightingale: I will put your fist bump with Corey Black down to the brain trauma you received as a result of the Royal Beheading. But if I ever see that kind of behaviour from you again, you will suffer severe consequences!Downfall shakes his head and leaves the locker room. Nightingale finally walks over to Mintzel. James Nightingale: Where were you, Matthias? You dropped your guard, NATE was your responsibility, and now your negligence has cost me my opportunity at winning the World Title at Timebomb. Once again The Lost Breed are wrongfully left watching from the outside whilst The Following, Philidor, even The Man Made Gods have representation inside the chamber.Mintzel looks directly back at Nightingale with a steely gaze whilst James continues. James Nightingale: You were nothing before I took you under my wing, Matthias. And your most recent failure to do your job has cost me what I deserved more than any other. Is this how you repay the faith I have shown in you? What do you have to say for yourself?Matthias Mintzel: I’ve told you already, it’s on me. I shouldn’t have let my guard down and let him work with me, I shouldn’t have brought him anywhere near this group. I was weak with him, I should’ve got rid of him when I had the chance months ago. But he’s dead to me now, do what you want with him, I don’t give a shit.Nightingale looks directly into Mintzel’s eyes whilst he listens to Mintzel’s plea. After a moment, he extends his hand out to Mintzel. James Nightingale: I accept your apology, this time. You’ve been there for me when I’ve needed you in recent weeks, I am a fair man, I can tolerate one mistake, even one this size.Mintzel accepts Nightingale’s handshake. Matthias Mintzel: Like I say, I appreciate everything I’ve got right here in this group. I’m not risking that for that clown NATE. Anyone who’s an enemy of yours is an enemy of mine too.Nightingale breaks away from the conversation with Mintzel and begins walking to the exit. James Nightingale: Just make sure you don’t disappoint me again Matthias.He steps over the downed young prospect, who has not yet moved since Nightingale’s attack. James Nightingale: And someone tidy up this mess!He leaves the locker room with Alice following on behind him. The camera focuses on Mintzel’s face, a frown forms as Clash moves to another commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:21:29 GMT -5
Debra Monroe vs. Byron Bathory
“Girls Just Want To Have Fun” blares through the PA and the lights dance into multicolored strobes. The crowd cheers as Debra bounces out from gorilla on feet fueled by the energy of the fans. Needles to say, she’s pumped up. She unzips her flamboyant, bright multi colored jacket straight out of Macho Man Randy Savage’s wardrobe, and throws up a military salute before storming down the aisle toward the ring. She dishes out heaps of hugs and glad-handing then slides into the ring under the bottom rope and pops up to her vertical base. As the fans dance to the strobes and music, she peels off her jacket and tosses it to a lucky fan in one of the nearby rows, then jogs over to her corner in preparation for the match and hugs the referee. Billy: This next match could favor Debra Monroe!Chris Avery: We'll have to see! Anything can happen in Action Wrestling!A unsettling hush comes over the crowd, just before the lights are cut off like someone blowing out a candle. A red strobe pulsates to life as The Duchess of Bedlam methodically walks out to center stage draped in a white sheer veil, her hands bound in a prayer with a red rope as "The In-Between" by In This Moment starts to play. She sings slowly along and as she inches closer to the ramp, the song kicks up and Byron steps out from behind the curtain dressed in his black trunks with crimson trim, black boots with black wraparound kick pads, and his hands and wrists taped up with black tape. He moves slowly around The Duchess, eyeing her up and down, he goes in to lift her veil, but instead grabs a hold of the red rope. He turns toward the ramp and gives a cocky smile as he slowly pulls The Duchess along with him. Fans reach out, but Byron blows them off and jaws at them for their trouble. Byron gets to the ring and he leads The Duchess to the stairs, where he slowly unties her hands. The two enter the ring and Byron stands in the center as The Duchess circles him, offering his finely chiseled physique to the crowd. The Duchess lowers herself to her knees at Byron's side, she looks up at him as she grabs onto his leg and she slowly pulls up her veil, revealing a demonic smile. Byron nods with his own crazed look before the lights cut back off. Billy: They look ready to go!Chris Avery: This should be good!DING DING DING Monroe grabs Bathory and hits a few chops before sending him back into the turnbuckle with a boot to the gut and a huge right hand. He whips Bathory out of the corner into the opposite turnbuckle and lets Bathory stumble out and hits a scoop slam! Monroe stomps on Bathory and lifts him back up hitting a suplex! Monroe goes for a cover! ONE! TWO! Bathory kicks out. Monroe grabs Bathory and hits a few chops and sends him to the ropes and goes for a clothesline! Bathory ducks and lets Monroe turn around and hits a dropkick! Monroe goes down to the canvas before rolling to his knees where Bathory meets him with a kick to the head! Bathory pins Monroe! ONE! TWO! Monroe gets a shoulder out and rolls to the corner where Bathory helps him to his feet just to whip him out of the corner into the other turnbuckles hitting a powerslam! Bathory pins Monroe! One! Two! Monroe gets another shoulder up. Billy: It was almost over!Chris Avery: I thought it was!This time Bathory picks up Monroe and goes for a suplex but Monroe gets out of it and hits BUTT TRUCKING!! Bathory is out! Monroe covers! One! Two! Thre- NO!! Billy: Bathory GETS A SHOULDER UP!!Chris Avery: THIS MATCH IS EVENLY MATCHED!Monroe whips Bathory to the ropes and goes for a kick but Bathory catches the boot and whips Monroe around and hits BRAIN BUSTER SUPLEX! Bathory has her down for the count! ONE!! TWO!! Monroe KICKS OUT!! Billy: WOW! I DIDNT THINK MONROE COULD KICK OUT!Chris Avery: THEY GO BACK AND FORTH WITH MOMENTUM!Bathory lifts Monroe to his feet and goes for another suplex but Monroe gets out of it one more time! This time Monroe whips Bathory to the ropes but both superstars hit a clothesline sending the other one down! Billy: Both of them are down!Chris Avery: Who can take advantage!Bathory gets up but Monroe rolls him up from behind!! One! Two THREE!! DING DING Bathory gets up and can't believe it as Monroe gets to her feet and celebrates the win! The ref is saying it was a three and Bathory is arguing the pinfall! Monroe shrugs it off and exits the ring celebrating up the ramp! Billy: What a win! Monroe is the victor, we'll be right back!
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:22:17 GMT -5
Devil's Gate Segment
Pete Harper, representative of Devil's Gate, is in a VIP suite looking out over Tide Arena in Meridian, Mississippi. He hears some rustling and turns back quickly to see United States Champion Der Metzger entering the suite, pushing a hot dog cart. Pete Harper: We've got a full buffet available… and you wanted… hot dogs?!Der Metzger nods his head, then opens the lid to prepare a plate. Pete Harper: And where is Twiztid Insane?Twiztid strolls into the suite, with a stack of t-shirts in his arms. He sets them down on a table. Pete Harper: What is this?Twiztid Insane: Check this out, Petey. ADub superstars get a deal on merch. So... I bought out homie down the hall. Then I also get a cut per shirt. It's like I'm paying myself!Pete Harper: Okay… but now you're stuck with a stack of shirts. What about the fans who may have purchased the shirts?Twiztid Insane: That's the trick, see. Now I can go out and sell these to fans for more than ADub was chargin' and even autograph 'em for mooooore money!Pete Harper: You're such a carny.Twiztid Insane: Aaawww. Thanks, fam.Pete shakes his head. Metzger takes his plate to the corner, facing away so he can remove his mask to eat. Pete Harper: Shouldn't you be getting ready for your match with Downfall?Twiztid Insane: Ready? Ha! Don't I look ready?! The paint is dry. My boots are laced. My waist is just itchin' for that belt of his. Don't worry, Petey. I'll make ya proud.Pete Harper: It's not me you should worry about.With that, we return to the regularly scheduled program.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:25:09 GMT -5
John Black vs. Harvey Marx
The lights go out, and we hear the record scratching, then once "I get Real Raw" is heard JB comes out to the stage with the lights on as the song plays on the iron. He then stands at the entrance way, looking at the crowd and walks down to the ramp and gives everyone some daps. Then he slides into the ring, and stands at the corner and taunts everyone. Then he stands in the middle of the ring as his theme cuts off. Billy: John Black may have lost the TV title contendership match last week, but he’s been looking real good as of late!Chris Avery: Yeah, his war with Darren Marsh has been turning some heads!Harvey uses fog machines and an elaborate light show that call back to his time as a stage magician. Likes to build anticipation for a moment before appearing in the crowd and making way to the ring. Chris Avery: Harvey debuted last week against Byron Bathory, but it was a loss.Billy: Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be looking for some revenge here tonight!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. JB hits Harvey with a headbutt, taking him down to the mat and drops an elbow across the chest. Harvey fights his way back up but is DDT’d to the mat. JB whips Harvey across the ring and drops him with a samoan drop! JB goes for the cover. ONEE!! T--NOO! Harvey kicks out with some authority. Harvey runs the ropes and takes JB down with a shoulder block and hits him with a standing double axe handle as he goes to get to his feet. JB is grabbed and tossed towards the corner by a fallaway slam. Harvey delivers some corner body shots before dropping JB with a bulldog headlock. Harvey hooks the leg! ONEE!! T--NOOO! JB kicks out. Chris Avery: Both men vying for the upper hand here.Billy: Yeah, both men want to make up for their losses last week.JB hits a suplex on Harvey and pulls him up and drops him with a big piledriver. Billy: JB going old school here tonight!JB grabs Harvey and rolls him over into a crippler crossface. Harvey yells out as JB wrenches on his neck, putting major pressure, but Harvey pulls them both over to the ropes! JB grabs Harvey from behind and puts hin a torture rack and drops him into a DDT!! Chris Avery: BLACKA JACKA TO HARVEY MARX!!Billy: JB hooks the leg!ONEEE!! TWOOO!! THR--NOOO! Harvey gets the shoulder up. JB whips Harvey across the ring, but Harvey takes him down with a spear. Harvey hits a stomp flurry in the corner on JB before grabbing his legs and executing a giant swing!! Billy: He’s swinging JB around!!Chris Avery: JB looks disoriented and Harvey rolls him up from behind!!ONEEE!! TWOOO!! THREEE!! DING DING DING Billy: WHAT?! THAT GOT HIM?!Black pops up! Harvey rolls out of the ring and waves his arms around and then celebrates! Chris Avery: HE STOLE ONE!! WHAT A WIN! WOW!! BLACK CANT BELIEVE IT!!Billy: What a crazy night tonight! Thats all it takes in Action Wrestling to lose! Just the slightest of slight-mistakes!We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:35:46 GMT -5
Twiztid Insane vs. Downfall(c) Adilene Floyd: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL! And it is for the AW Television Championship!As "Raw Deal" queues up on the arena speakers, the lights in the pulse until the song hits the 11 second mark and Twiztid bursts through the curtains, vibing to the song, bobbing his head to the beat of the song in the background, as he makes his way down the ramp, high fiving the fans that do want to high five him, the announcer makes their introduction. Adilene Floyd: Making his way to the ring... from Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in tonight at 230 pounds, THE CLOWN PRINCE!... TWIZTID... IN... SANE!After the introduction is done, Twiztid slides under the bottom rope and goes to a corner, posing on the second rope before hopping down and getting ready for the match. Billy: WOOP WOOP, PARDNERS!!Chris Avery: Your country ass is struggling to recite that. Be that as it may, the crowd is returning the call of the Insane One, Twiztid, who's been well on his way to building an impressive resume here in AW.Billy: I LIKE THIS GUY'S TEEVEE SHOW! YEEHAW!Adilene Floyd: And his opponent... from Chicago, Illinois... weighing in at 222 lbs... he is the LONGEST REIGNING AW Television Champion!Chris Avery: Oh yeah!! Downfall has passed the mark set by the woman he defeated, the World Champ herself, Ash Blake!!Adilene Floyd: DOWNFALL!!The arena lights dim, as the crowd goes silent and a blazing neon-red Anarchy symbol appears on the tron, which then transitions into the symbol becoming the A in Downfall's name. Then, as the jumbotron begins playing images of shots of Downfall hitting various kicks and signature moves, the opening drum rhythm to "Mainlining Murder" begins. "Don't touch me baby your fingertips, they feel like pins across my skin Just light another cigarette so I don't regret, inviting you over Well don't hold my hand or I'll punch your face I'm a hungry rat in this hole I waste There's no blood to taste in this awful place I'm mainlining murder! I'm mainlining murder!!" As the music is kicking in harder, Downfall's head is bowed, and he kneels one knee on the stage, tracing the fingers of his right hand across the ramp, then he slowly raises his head to look at the ring. He then shoots his fist towards the ring and shouts out to the crowd. The arena lights brighten, and then, he begins his walk down to the ring, holding his arms out to take in the reaction of the crowd. He's earned a respectful pop from the smart marks in the crowd. He cracks his neck to the side in an aggressive manner and flaps his hands out at his sides in the manner of someone just itching to get their hands dirty, and as Lars' voice reaches the roughest note of the bridge he slides in the ring, walks over to the ropes and balances himself on the second rope, and then he holds his arms up in a crossed-wrist X symbol. Then he hops down, takes off his vest, and stretches for the match. Chris Avery: Big ask of Twiztid tonight, he has to level up to bring down the now longest reigning Television Champ in AW's history. But he doesn't look nervous.Billy: Can you imagine if he brings the TV title to Juggalo TV? That would be shitfire!!Twiztid and Downfall slowly circle each other before locking up center ring which see's Downfall latch on to a side headlock. He cranks down on the head of Twiztid before being diven back against the ropes and fired across the ring with an irish whip, Downfall bounces off the ropes delivering a dropkick which sends Twiztid to the mat. Downfall looks to follow up with a quick elbow drop. Twiztid rolls out of the way, sending Downfall crashing to the mat in return. Downfall holds his elbow, grimacing, and looking up at his opponent.Twiztid quickly reaches his feet followed by Downfall who swings with a right hand, Twiztid blocks before hammering Downfall with a right hand, he follows up with a chop across the chest which backs Downfall up against the ropes. Twiztid fires Downfall across the ring. Downfall bounces off the ropes, Twiztid ducks his head only to have Downfall counter with a swinging neckbreaker! Downfall quickly makes the cover hooking the leg. The referee: One... Kickout Twiztid throws a shoulder up off the mat to a huge pop from the crowd. Downfall looks over, before shaking his head with a grin. Chris Avery: Downfall and Twiztid have met before, and you know that Downfall has Twiztid scouted... but just the same, Twiztid is more motivated than ever before to bring him down a peg.Downfall reaches his feet before reaching down picking Twiztid up off the mat before driving him back into the corner. Downfall lays in several stiff chops to the chest, with enough vinegar behind them that you can feel Downfall's arrogant disdain. Twiztid holds his chest as Downfall looks at him with a pitiless expression. Billy: Got damn.Gripping the arm, Downfall whips Twiztid across the ring into the opposite corner. Downfall charges after Twiztid, but just as he reaches he's met by a boot to the face. Downfall stumbles backwards towards the center of the ring. Twiztid explodes towards Downfall taking him down with a double leg take down. Twiztid mounts Downfall before hammering down with right hands. The crowd roars as Twiztid reaches his feet before delivering a football kick to the back. Twiztid quickly executes a cover on Downfall. Billy: Just a hair too slow and damn it cost him!!Chris Avery: Downfall has been burning the candle at both ends to gain this record-setting run... it's led to a string of successful defenses, but is it starting to slow the champ down?The referee: One... Two... Kickout. Twiztid looks at his opponent, and immediately transitions into a rear chinlock. Several long seconds pass by, as Twiztid cranks back on the submission. The crowd is starting to get invested, and after the referee asks Downfall if he gives up, Downfall instead starts working his way to one knee with Twiztid still hanging on. Another few seconds pass as Twiztid tries to wrangle Downfall, before the champ counters the chin lock with a jaw breaker. Downfall takes a few breaths, trying to refocus and squinting over at Twiztid with some perturbance. At length he picks his way back to his feet, and Twiztid gets to his feet as well only to be plowed into by a running Downfall who nails a double-footed dropkick to the chest, sending him back into the turnbuckles like unto a pinball. Chris Avery: LOCK... STEP... & GONE!!Perhaps Avery's words had something to them, as Downfall is taking another second to regain his composure and strength before standing. He seems to look down at Twiztid and take some offense to this dude. He lays in a few savage kicks to the ribs, as is his wont to be uncomfortably stiff. He lifts Twiztid up to his feet, irish whips him into the corner so hard that he bounces out, and then Downfall meets him with a spinning backfist, a sweep kick to the midsection, and then he buries a roundhouse kick right in his temple. This furious combo rocks the young Juggalo, who stumbles forwards on spaghetti legs into Downfall's arms, unable to support himself. Downfall throws TI to the mat by the back of his head, and he goes for an armbar submission, but Twiztid quickly and furiously elbows free. Twiztid blinks and shakes his head, rocked by that lightning fast combo still, and Downfall rubs his jaw as he sits up. Chris Avery: One thing Twiztid retained, hardwired into his muscle memory at this point, is he does NOT want Downfall to bear down on him, because that ground game is vicious AF.Both men make their way to their feet. Twiztid fires away with forearm shots that stagger the veteran back. However, this offense only lasts so long as Downfall hammers him with a knife edge chop of his own, before looking to scoop Twiztid up for a cradle piledriver. Twiztid uses his size to counter being pulled up by becoming deadweight, dropping down and then flipping the champion over him with a backdrop. Downfall catches himself, and bounces off the ropes into a quick powerslam by Twiztid which brings the crowd to their feet! Twiztid makes his way to a vertical base before picking Downfall up off the mat. He scoops him up over his shoulder before delivering a shoulder breaker, then throwing Downfall to the mat. Downfall grimaces, and holds his arm, as Twiztid motions for him to get up, stalking him. Downfall slowly makes his way up, and Twiztid boots him in the gut and crushes him with a swining fisherman neckbreaker! Chris Avery: The Gathering connects!!Twiztid makes the cover hooking the nearest leg. The referee: One... Two... Thr- Kickout. Twiztid pulls Downfall to his feet again, whipping him into the corner. He follows in right after, jumping up and hitting double knees to the chest. Falling out with the monkey flip. Downfall flies out of the corner and lands on his lower back and tailbone, recoiling into a seat. Twiztid takes a handful of hair and delivers a series of sharp kicks to the back. Downfall takes each and every one of these with a grimace, as Twiztid dishes out a receipt of Downfall's own incredibly snug medicine. Finally, he lifts Downfall up off the mat by the hair. Twiztid drives Downfall back into a neutral corner before scooping him up and tying him to the tree of woe. Twiztid starts delivering kicks to the chest of Downfall before making his way across the ring, he charges full speed before delivering a baseball slide dropkick to the face of Downfall which knocks him off the buckles and to the mat! Twiztid scores the cover hooking the nearest leg. The referee: One... Two... Thr- Kickout Twiztid reaches a vertical base before reacking down picking Downfall up off the mat. The Juggalo grabs onto the arms in a surfboard. Downfall pushes himself up on his feet, with Twiztid coming up with him. Unable to keep Downfall sitting for a surfboard stretch, Twiztid headbutts him between the shoulder blades and snaps off a tiger suplex. Just when Downfall thought that he could get out of that submission he fell victim to a crisp wrestling hold. Now Twiztid maintains his double chickenwing. He stands up with Downfall and lifts him into the air for an elevated submission. The referee asks Downfall if he gives up, but even while clamped in the excruciating hold, Downfall grimaces and shakes his head, refusing to give Twiztid the satisfaction. Billy: He's gonna snap them wings off and dunk em in delicious smoky BBQ sauce!!Chris Avery: Leave it to your inbred ramblings to take away from the drama unfolding right now, the Television champion is in DEEP trouble!As several long seconds pass in the hold with Downfall unable to get free, and the referee asking if he gives up, finally, Downfall tucks in his legs, whereas before they were wrapped around the waist/thighs of Twiztid. Downfall slams his heels down into the gut of Twiztid, causing the drop. Twiztid maintains his grip, but Downfall's feet are set onto the mat now. Downfall stomps on the man's foot, then cracks the shin with a back heel kick. Finally, the heel nearly kicks in at the knee of Twiztid, just an inch below. Twiztid falls to a knee, and Downfall performs a standing somersault to free himself, kicking Twiztid in the jaw as he rotates. With Twiztid still stunned on a knee, Downfall beheads him with a buzzsaw kick. Downfall shakes his arm out, snarling at the young Juggalo to just stay DOWN, and as Twiztid starts almost defiantly getting up again, Downfall takes to the ropes in front of him and comes off, running right into a spinebuster! Twiztid roars at him as he's flat on his back!! Billy: SHIT FUCKIN FIRE!!He hoists Downfall up before setting the champ on a top turnbuckle. Twiztid hammers Downfall with a right hand before stepping up to the middle turnbuckles where he locks a front facelock on Downfall. The crowd is solidly behind Twiztid as he looks to deliver a superplex. Downfall blocks by latching on to the top rope before countering with several jabs to the ribs before delivering a headbut across the nose of Twiztid that sends Twiztid falling to the mat! Downfall quickly stands up on the top turnbuckle where he delivers a missile dropkick! Chris Avery: What a MATCH!!Downfall makes the cover hooking the closest leg. The referee and crowd: One... Two... Thre - Kickout! Downfall slowly works his way to his feet where he shakes off the damage that's been done before picking Twiztid up where he fires him into the ropes. Downfall charges across the ring where he delivers a running knee to the face of Twiztid before bringing him out of the corner with a bulldog head lock driving Twiztid into the mat face first. He screams out to the crowd, getting fired up, and as Twiztid gets up Downfall hits a running knee lift, then twirls around and hits an axe kick to crush Twiztid into the mat. He motions that it's over, and then he goes up to the turnbuckle, getting set to fly himself off. However, before the intended elbow drop or what have you connects, Twiztid jumps to his feet and dropkicks Downfall out of midair. The crowd gives a pop for that! Billy: Downfall mighta just shown why he don't go to the top rope too often!!Chris Avery: Downfall still retains enough of the mindset he had as a younger man to try and pull something out when he's in the heat of the moment... but it was a mistake in this match. As we noted, he has been pushing it to hold on to the TV title this long.Both competitors are down on the mat, sucking wind and trying to recuperate. Downfall blinks, stunned. The referee checks on both men as they're down, and at length he begins to count. The referee: One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Twiztid starts pushing himself up... Six... Downfall rolls onto his stomach, breathing heavily... Seven... both men are pushing themselves up on their knees... Eight... Twiztid is up first, tries to go for the bicycle kick to a rising Downfall, but as he is coming down his opponent twists and hits a leg sweep kick throwing his balance off. Downfall snarls, and now is apparently going into beast mode, because he begins giving a succession of knee strikes to the neck and temple area of the downed Twiztid, each successive hit coming off increasingly stiff and unprotected. The ref is counting him down to disqualification, but Downfall keeps pummelling the Juggalo. Finally, the ref attempts to pull him off, and Downfall snaps on the official and throws his arm off, telling him to mind his business. He lifts Twiztid up and punishes him with a snap dragon suplex, done so hard and fast it looks like he purposely dropped Twiztid on his neck, in character with how vicious he's been throughout this whole match. Chris Avery: Eden's Demise, and god DAMN, Downfall is really laying his stuff in.Downfall measures Twiztid as he slowly starts pushing himself up off the mat and to a vertical base. Downfall extends his arm out slowly, a gunslinger expression in his eyes, and he extends two fingers to mimic a pistol before dropping the thumb to pantomime pulling the trigger. Twiztid staggers around in a semi circle before Downfall drives a boot to the midsection. He positions Twiztid on his shoulders for the Godkiller! Billy: This is the way it ended last time!!Twiztid scrambles not to get dropped off the shoulder by kicking his feet furiously, before slipping down off his shoulders and flattening Downfall with a back suplex to a thunderous ovation from the crowd! Downfall pops back up to his feet where he walks into a double underhook brainbuster! Twiztid rolls Downfall over hooking the leg! Chris Avery: TWIZTID COUNTERED IT! TWIZTID COUNTERED DOWNFALL'S GODKILLER!! TWIZTID HITS THE MAJIK NINJA!The referee and crowd: One... Two... Three - KICKOUT! Downfall shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a loud gasp from the crowd. Chris Avery: You talk about close!Twiztid falls onto his back, winded from the energy he'd just expended, and he runs his hands over his face, as if he can't believe just how close he was to knocking off Downfall. He looks up at the referee, holding three fingers up but the referee lets him know how close the two-count was. Twiztid looks absolutely shook by the resilience on display, yet he doesn't stop, he pushes himself to reach his feet. The crowd is solidly behind Twiztid as he reaches down picking Downfall up off the mat before shooting him into the corner. Twiztid charges in looking for a body splash! Downfall side steps Twiztid sending Twiztid crashing sternum first into the buckles! Downfall quickly rolls Twiztid up, starting in position for a schoolboy, but then... no! He has the arm twisted behind Twiztid's back and he applies all the pressure he can to a kimura lock! The excruciating hold on Twiztid's forearm and wrist is locked in so tightly that a single shove could snap the bone. Chris Avery: NO! REGIME CHANGE! DOWNFALL GOT THE REGIME CHANGE IN DEEP!!Billy: Twiztid is reaching for the ropes, but he's a second away from getting that arm snapped clean off!!Downfall cranks the kimura in with a fiendish grimace, yelling at Twiztid to tap. The bottom rope is just within Twiztid's reach, and he stretches his fingers out, but he is in so much pain that it looks like he can't take anymore. He reaches out for the bottom rope with all his might... AND HE REACHES THE ROPES!! The ref breaks the hold!! Billy: He got there!! He got there!Downfall lets go and pulls Twiz to the middle of the ring and goes for a cover! One! Twiz kicks out! Downfall gets frustrated and stomps on Twiz a few times and picks him up and throws him to the corner! Twiz crashes into the turnbuckles and Downfall comes rushing in but Twiz kicks him in the face! Downfall stumbles back and Twiz goes for a spear but Downfall kicks him! He lifts him up for a suplex! Twiz floats out of it and shoves Downfall into the ropes but Downfall holds onto the ropes and Twiz goes for a kick! Downfall walks back to Twiz but Twiz catches him with a right hand!! Downfall spins around and Twiz lifts him up for a back suplex!! HE DROPS HIM DOWN!! Downfall is on the canvas as Twiz rolls up! Downfall stumbles up to his feet.. Chris Avery: HES CALLING FOR IT!!Twiz turns Downfall around and hits.. Billy: HATCHET PARTY!! HE HIT IT!!Chris Avery: WE HAVE A NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION!!Twiz pins!! ONE!! TWO!! THRE-
Billy: NO!! DOWNFALL KICKS OUT!! DOWNFALL KICKS OUT!!
Twiz wastes no time and gets to his feet and picks up Downfall and hits..
Chris Avery: NAIL IN THE COFFIN!!
Billy: RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!!
Twiz collapses onto Downfall!!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING
Billy: HE GOT HIM!! THE RECORD REIGN HAS COME TO AN END!!
Chris Avery: TWIZTID INSANE BECOMES THE NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION!!
The crowd is stunned and Twiz stands up and the ref raises his arm in victory. He grabs the Television Championship as we cut to replays..
The replays show the high impact spots and the back to back finishers. We come back to Twiz.
He's leaning on the ropes smiling holding the Television Championship up!
Billy: I can't believe it!! Downfall beats the record reign and then loses in a shocking fashion!!
Chris Avery: He has to be upset with himself! He had to be thinking of what Nightingale said to him earlier, Lost Breed might be in trouble!
We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:42:38 GMT -5
Sam Kidsgrove Golden Globes Segment
“Hero” By Skillet blasts through your eardrums as the familiar riff that announces the arrival of Sam Kidsgrove and Zooey Deschanel plays throughout the arena. Kidsgrove and Zooey come through the curtain at the same time, holding hands but neither of them are smiling. In fact Kidsgrove looks weary and Zooey looks nervous. Zooey is also holding a briefcase in her hand. Billy: THE S TIER PHILANTHROPISTS ARE HERE CHRISChris Avery: Aren’t they A-List?Billy: I DON’T KNOW WHAT KIDS ARE SAYING NOW, I JUST KNOW THEY ARE HERE WITH US!Chris Avery: Doesn’t look too happy about it though.Billy: WHY SHOULD THEY CHRIS? THEY’RE IN A SLUMP, LIKE THE LOCAL SPORTS TEAM OF THE ARENA WE’RE IN TONIGHTChris Avery: Great heel work there Billy.Billy: SPORTSBALL!Kidsgrove and Deschanel are in the ring and Kidsgrove has a mic. He looks at the hard cam and around to the audience in attendance. They are all cheering him, nowhere near as much as usual. They are worried. Sam Kidsgrove: I am sorry. We are sorry.The crowd starts a small round of applause, the tension in the air is palpable, it distinctly gives the vibe of a concession speech. Sam Kidsgrove: We tried our best, you know? This year, well ever since November we’ve been on a downward trajectory and, no disrespect to Trey back there, I’ve never felt so low after a defeat. So, to everyone who looks up to us, to everyone who expects the best from us, who thinks we’re superheroes who are invincible,
I’m sorry. We just aren’t. I’m just a regular guy from the UK who got lucky and achieved a dream through hard work, determination and guts.
Some might say I achieved the ultimate American dream. I definitely achieved the American dream girl.He looks at Zooey and smiles, the crowd applauds this gesture and chants for Zooey. Sam Kidsgrove: This woman has done more for me in the few years that I’ve known her than anyone has ever done for me in history. She’s helped me find my centre, she helped me rebalance and she definitely helped me become the man I am today.CROWD: Thank you Zooey! Clap clap clap clap clap. Sam Kidsgrove: So here I am, a man who’s been rebuilt more than once with the woman of his dreams, my body is broken and battered, my form has no signs of coming out of its slump.
I have no mortal enemy ready to kill me and/or fight me with planes at the moment though, so that’s a nice bonus.
But while the rest of the roster have a plan, while the rest of the roster have a direction or momentum. I currently don’t have anything lined up for, well, the rest of 2021. Management has said they have nothing for me. So, where do I go from here? I’m at a crossroads right. Do I call it a wrap? Is it time for me to just take my gal and ride off into the sunset?The crowd have a smattering of booing, then it changes to a Thank you Kidsgrove chant. Kidsgrove looks around, stunned and silent, tears welling in his eyes. Sam Kidsgrove: I mean it’s tempting, right? I wouldn’t have to wake up in excruciating pain every morning, I could sleep in. I could go work out in the gym for 12 hours a day and become one of the muscle guys and go join the Fast and Furious franchise.The crowd don’t like this idea, again more upset booing punctuates the silence. Another chant goes up “please don’t go” Kidsgrove thinks for a moment, then for the first time in the night he smiles. He puts his head up high, his shoulders broad, his back straighter and there is fire in his eyes. Sam Kidsgrove: Yeah, a lot of the roster would like that. Thing is, I got more shit to do.The crowd pops! Sam Kidsgrove: So let’s start with Timebomb. Now, as I said, the management “has nothing for me”, which is fine. You know what else they have nothing for?
The US title.
Let me tell you something about that title, and why I have won it more than any other person on this roster. When I first won the strap, I was congratulated by Tort backstage. But the one thing he said to me - keep in mind it was a barely established title at the time - was that he wanted the title to be about honour, about being a workhorse, to represent America and the American dream, where if you work hard, be consistent and show courage and guts you’ll go places. That’s what the title represents, that’s what most champions throughout history have shown.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not here to stake a claim to that title, that is Der Metzger’s title, that he won in a hellacious match and he has challengers already. I assume.
So, that being said. If the US title is about hard work, honour, being a workhorse and representing the American dream. Why is it not defended at timebomb?
Sure, Metzger is in the Elimination chamber match and people would say it’s unfair to ask him to also defend the US title on the same night. They might have had a point too if the precedent hadn’t already been set.
You see, Howie, despite him being an unmitigated jackass and proving the whole world I was right about him all along at least knew what the US title was about. He bought into it and defended it with honour, which is why there was absolutely no surprise at all in my mind when Howie defended the title in a goddamn brutal triple threat match and then won the Wrestler of the Year tournament in the same night. Then you got Metzger up here going “Nah thanks, I’ve got a shot at a bigger belt, so no defence for me”.
Imagine if that was Howie. Imagine if that was Wesley or KOS. Hell imagine it was Dandy if you like, he’s an absolute train wreck but they would have all done the same thing.
As soon as they were confirmed to be in the Elimination Chamber they would have still arranged a US title defence with management. Why? Because they knew what the belt was about, they knew what it represented and they had the honour, the guts and the work ethic to show it. I would have, they would have, every single United States Champion until 2021 would have done the exact same thing. The champions of this division are the who’s who of fortitude.
So why not Metzger?
We might never know the answer, so you know what?Zooey opens the briefcase and hands Kidsgrove a small statue, it’s a Golden Globe award. Sam Kidsgrove: I’m gonna be here every week to accept a challenge for Timebomb. If you want to have in your collection a Golden Globe award for Best Actor then come and try to take it off me. I will defend this award with the honour, work ethic and fortitude as if it is the United States title. After all, if our actual champion doesn’t want to step up then someone has to, right?Zooey takes the mic now, she smiles her cute as a button smile, looking radiant as always. Zooey Deschanel: And that someone is us. If you want to challenge for this Golden Globe award at Timebomb, you can challenge either one of us. We’re OK with that, after all we’re fighters. Unlike Metzger. So yeah, the Sam and Zooey Golden Challenge is on. We’ll see you next week.“Hero” hits the PA again as the couple stand in the ring, posing for photos. We fade out to commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:44:32 GMT -5
Corey Bull vs. Mason Jones Billy: I don’t envy the man ‘bout to make his debut against The Hatebringer Corey Bull.Chris Avery: Mason Jones enters the professional wrestling business after his family's C-List Hollywood studio (that featured in lame horror films or softcore adult films) has been sold off. Nearing his 30th birthday, Mason Jones is ready to slay some of his rivals and lay with their wives and girlfriends.Billy: Okay… cool...God's Plan by Drake hits the speakers and the girls swoon as the men hate with jealousy. Mason Jones comes out with a bath towel wrapped around his lower half and poses on the ramp. He takes the towel off and spins it around his fingers and throws it in the crowd after wiping his body with it. He runs the rest of the trip down the ramp and slides into the ring and humps the canvas twice and then pops up. He goes to the turnbuckles and points out at the crowd and then points at himself and declares him one of the best to ever do it. He jumps down and stretches his leg one at a time on the middle turnbuckle and winks at some of the woman. Billy: No Adilene again? Dang.The opening guitar riff of “If You Want Blood” by AC/DC hits the PA, and The Hangmen walk out onto the stage with Corey Bull following behind them. Corey snears at them both as the group walks down the ramp Adilene Floyd: And making his way down the aisle... being led to the ring by The Hangmen… standing 6'10"... and weighing in at 385 pounds... hailing from the Great Northwoods... here is... “The Hatebringer” Corey BBBBUUUUULLLLLL!The trio reaches the ring and Bull argues with them to stay out of his way. They back off and nod, while also gazing threateningly at Mason Jones. Billy: Why them boys even out here?Chris Avery: Maybe Frank Lowe wants them to keep an eye on him.Billy: This all some bizarro stuff.Chris Avery: Bizarro is Action Wrestling’s middle name.Billy: Action Bizarro Wrestling?Chris Avery: Yup.Billy: Okay… cool…The opening bell tolls. Jones meets Bull in the center of the ring and gets brave. He chops Bull's chest. Bull doesn't even flinch. Jones nods and gives it another try, and meete the same result. Jones goes for a third but Bull catches his arm, then brings him in and takes him down with a short-arm clothesline. Bull pulls him back up and Jones jabs Bull in the jaw. Bull takes a step back, holding his chin. Chris Avery: What's the matter with him?Billy: He ain't been punched without the mask ina while.Jones capitalizes and continues to rock Bull on the dang jaw. Eventually Bull has enough and he swats away Jones' punch. He pulls Jones in and wrecks him with a blaue donnerbombe, then covers him. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Bull gets to his feet and he places one boot on Jones' chest, then pushes down. Billy: Corey Bull gonna squish Mason Jones like a bug!The official warns him and eventually he removes his boot. Jones rolls toward the ropes. At this point, Shooter climbs up on the apron on the opposite side. The official goes over, thus becoming distracted while Noose punches Jones in the back of the head. Bull doesn't look happy with the interference. Shooter drops down from the apron. The official returns to the action as The Hangmen shout at Bull to finish Jones. Bull sighs and he pulls Jones away from the ropes. He covers Jones. ONE! TWO! THR--HUH?! Chris Avery: Why did Corey Bull just pull Mason Jones' shoulder up?!Billy: He gonna do it for him and not cuz The Hangmans told him to!Bull gets up and stares at The Hangmen as they yell commands at him. Jones gets to the corner and pulls himself up. Bull charges in and goes for a big boot… but Jones rolls out of the way just in time. Bull crotches himself dangerously on the top turnbuckle. Chris Avery: OOOHNOOO!!!!Billy: My cousin Willie done that one time and tore his taint! Our mama had to put 37 stitches in him!Chris Avery: DAFUQ?!Bull pulls himself off the turnbuckle and he limps toward the corner to his left, seeing Jones sitting on the top turnbuckle. Jones is blowing kisses to the ladies in the crowd, and he doesn't see a punch from Bull coming. He nearly falls off but holds on loosely... because if he clings too tightly... he'll lose control. Bull reaches up to grab Jones by the throat but Jones drives a knee into Bull's jaw again. Jones stands up and soars off the middle rope, devastating Bull with a flipping neckbreaker. Jones covers him, hooking his leg in the process. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Jones can't believe it and neither can The Hangmen, who are shouting at him. He gets up and goes to the ropes to jawjack with them. Moments later, Bull surprises him by clotheslining him from behind… forcing him over the top rope. He crashes to the floor below, where The Hangmen surround him. Bull exits the ring and pushes them both back, because this is his damn fight and not theirs. When he turns around, Jones surprises him with a punch to the jaw. Bull staggers back but then lunges forward with a punch of his own. They trade shots while the official counts. Bull charges and Jones moves, forcing Bull to crash into a ring post. Jones slides into the ring so as to not get counted out and all. Billy: That ref just 'bout done! Get in there, Bull!Bull looks dazed and as he is nearly counted out, The Hangmen help roll him back into the ring… where Jones is ready with a cover. ONE! TWO! THR--KICKOUT!!! Billy: BULL GOT HIS GOT-DANG SHOULDER UP!Jones pounds his fists on the mat. Chris Avery: He's still gotten further than most against Corey Bull… and it's only the guy's first match in Action Wrestling!Mason Jones goes for a 360 lariat but Bull grabs him by the throat! He pulls him up into the air and catches him for a chokeslam-to-sitout-powerbomb! He covers Mason! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING
Billy: And just like that!.. Bull wins!
Chris Avery: Damn, he's just as vicious as ever!
Bull gets up as the Hangmen get inside the ring and pose in front of Bull. He's very annoyed as we fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:45:07 GMT -5
James Nightingale Segment
Clash moves backstage to show Nate Burleson standing alongside James Nightingale and Alice, ready to conduct an interview. Nightingale still has blood stained on his face following his assault earlier in the night on the MS-13 young prospect. Burleson looks noticeably uncomfortable. Nate Burleson: I am stood here James and Alice Nightingale. Mister Nights, if I may - Alice looks on angrily at Nate. Alice: Excuse me! Who the hell do you think you’re talking to? This isn’t “Mister Nights”, this James Nightingale, The Angel of Death. You will be wise to show him the respect he deserves!Nate Burleson: I am sorry for…Suddenly, Nightingale charges for Nate, driving him up against a wall with his hand around Burleson’s throat. He moves in close to Nate, their faces almost touching. James Nightingale: Is it funny now, disrespecting me? Am I still a big joke to you, hm? I thought you were a big tough footballer.Nate struggles to breathe, he tries to pries away Nightingale’s hand but fails. James turns to Alice. A sadistic smile crosses his lips. James Nightingale: Oh look, dear, I’ve caught myself a NATE! Sure, he looks a little different to the other one, but…Nightingale again moves close to Nate’s face, the smile fading as his face becomes deadly serious. James Nightingale: If you ever disrespect me again, I’ll crush your windpipe with my bare hands. Do you understand me?Nate nods frantically. Nightingale throws Nate down to the ground, who quickly staggers to his feet and runs away. The cameraman looks to leave but Nightingale shoots an extended arm and finger in his direction. James Nightingale: NO! You. Stay. I need you to deliver a message for me.Nightingale looks deep into the camera. Upon his face is a cordial smile. James Nightingale: Hello, NATE.... You were foolish enough to cost me my opportunity at Timebomb. Very foolish. And now? You’ve made an enemy. But not just me – oh no. Nightingale chuckles, the smile spreading into a grin as his voice lowers. James Nightgale: Mintzel, too. And he will stand by my side as he always has, and as he always will. You see, you have now activated your own time bomb, one set to detonate very, VERY soon… and when it goes off…The smile fades as the Angel of Death’s eyes go wide and wild, his voice a snarl. James Nightingale: …the trauma to your body will be so extensive that an open casket will not be an option at your funeral. I will watch on in glee as your poor mother sobs all by herself because Mintzel not only abandoned you, but he abandoned her too. It doesn’t matter how many petitions you get signed, it won’t save you, Mintzel won’t save you…Nightingale pulls the camera close to his own face, the look of anger and disdain for NATE again on full view to the audience. James Nightingale: NATE… The Angel of Death is coming for you… He pauses, the anger openly causing his face to twitch. A small chuckle escapes his lips, as though laughing at a joke in his head. His voice is low. James Nightingale: Pray for mercy.Nightingale chuckles again, now hardly holding back before it explodes into begins to hysterical laughter. He shoves the camera man to the ground who shoots up on the laughing mad cap as Clash moves to another commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:46:09 GMT -5
Matthias Mintzel vs. Max Daemon
“Mein Hertz Brennt” by Rammstein 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. Adilene Floyd: From Rostock, Germany, weighing 266 pounds… Matthias Mintzel!He walks to his corner and starts shadow boxing before settling down with the same dead look in his eyes, pulling off his hoody and throwing it to ringside. Billy: Matthias has been a thorn in the side of a few big names recently, he’s helped James Nightingale to beat FPV.Chris Avery: Yeah but he’s had his own thorn in side recently!Billy: Yep! But here’s a change to forget NATE for a little while and focus on his own business inside the ring."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. Adilene Floyd: And his opponent, from Tucson, Arizona, weighing 180 pounds… Max… DAEMON!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: Max has a big challenge on his hands tonight.Chris Avery: He gives up a lot of size to Matthias, can he make up for that?Billy: He’s a great wrestler and hella tough, is that gonna be enough?The bell rings. Daemon skulks around the ring, trying to make himself hard to grab for the much larger Mintzel. Mintzel though follows him, they engage and Mintzel pushes Daemon to the ground. Daemon bounces back up and throws a punch at Mintzel who shows surprising speed to dodge it, grabs Max’s arm and pulls him to the ground using brute force. Billy: Matthias establishing the size difference already.Chris Avery: I notice James Nightingale isn’t in his corner despite not being on the card tonight…?Billy: I promise you he’s watching, he’ll be about to help out if needed.Mintzel picks up Daemon and throws him into a turnbuckle, he slumps into it… Matthias charges at him but Daemon gets out of the way! Matthias bounces back off the corner and Daemon is ready with a dropkick that takes Matthias off his feet for the first time! Billy: Size isn’t everything.Chris Avery: You would say that…Billy: I’ll ignore that.Matthias, shocked more than hurt instinctively starts to get to his feet but, with a kick, Daemon cuts him straight back down again. Daemon drops a couple of knees and a couple of forearms onto Mintzel who tries to fend them off but struggles due to the intensity of Daemon’s flurry. Matthias senses a brief break in the assault from Max but as he gets to his knees takes a running knee to his head. Billy: Being 80 pounds heavier means nothing if you can’t get off the floor…Matthias rolls out of the ring to try and get some respite. He stumbles around the outside, attempting to collect himself but Max Daemon hits a Suicide Dive! Chris Avery: You’re right, to be fair! No escape for Matthias there.Daemon does take a second to get back up, the high impact of the move does take something out of him but he’s to his feet much before Matthias. The referee has started a double count out but is only at 4 when Max, with an almighty heave, rolls Matthias back into the ring. He gets up to the apron and hits a senton off the middle of top rope. He makes the cover… 1… 2… Matthias kicks out! Billy: That wasn’t far off!Chris Avery: Matthias can’t get a handle on Max at the moment!Daemon ponders the best way to continue his assault and wastes no time with more knees and elbows to Matthias, who’s noticeably less energetic in trying to fight him off. Daemon picks up Matthias and gets him in a headlock for a DDT but Matthias manages to dump him over his head onto his back! Billy: Finally, a moment for Matthias, back on top!Matthias lets out a roar and takes a deep breathe, the impact of the onslaught from Daemon very clear to him. He turns around RIGHT INTO AN ENZIGURI! Billy: Oops, spoke to soon.Daemon tries the pin again… 1… 2… Matthias kicks out! Billy: Daemon’s had a couple of goes at winning this.Chris Avery: If Matthias wasn’t expecting a war he’ll know he’s in one now! He’s lucky this match is still going on!Billy: Does Max Daemon have another gear to finish this off though? It’s one thing getting on top, it’s another winning the match!Max does show a flicker of frustration but doesn’t let it slow him down. He backs up into a corner and waits as Matthias slowly comes to his senses and starts to get up. Billy: He’s setting up!As Matthias gets onto his knees Daemon hits him with a big knee! With Matthias dazed he runs into the ropes behind Mintzel and MATTHIAS DUCKS OUT THE WAY OF THE SECOND KNEE! Chris Avery: He went for Ebony and Ivory, but Mintzel finds something to stay in this match!Matthias rolls out of the ring again, now Max shows some real frustration at Mintzel’s tactics, particularly as this time Matthias makes sure he’s hiding at the ring steps, effectively blocking off another suicide dive. Daemon decides the best approach is to follow him and climbs over the ropes, runs down the apron and hits a running crossbody onto Mintzel on the floor! This time the impact on Max himself is very clear and the referee starts a count. 1… 2… 3… Max Daemon pulls himself to his feet but is showing some after effects. Mintzel is stirring and is obviously going to beat the count, but what’s the best way to get him in the ring to try and pin him? 4… 5… 6… Matthias crawls to his knees and draps himself over the ring apron. Max decides to get into the ring and across from Matthias, with Mintzel just trying to beat the count and not paying attention to where Daemon is. 7… 8… An unaware Mintzel crawls under the bottom rops and uses the ropes to get to his feet, he turns round INTO ANOTHER CROSSBODY FROM DAEMON. BUT MATTHIAS CATCHES HIM IN MIDAIR. AND HITS A HUGE POWERSLAM. Billy: Shitfire! I felt that from here!Chris Avery: The arena shook! I’m amazed the ring is still standing.Billy: He must’ve crushed Max Daemon!Matthias can’t make the cover straight away though, exhausted from the exertion of the match he tries to reach out and get an arm over Daemon. After a few seconds delay he gets an arm over Max’s chest… 1… 2… Max Daemon kicks out. Chris Avery: He got his shoulder up!Daemon rolls away from Mintzel. Slowly they both start to drag themselves to their feet on opposite sides to the ring. Billy: Surely this is where Matthias’ size makes the difference now?Chris Avery: Nah, Matthias won’t get close to Daemon, he’s been chasing shadows all match.A fan in the front row falls over the barrier causing a stir. He clumsily gets to his feet, he’s got a big moustache and some oversized glasses. Also he’s 7 foot tall. Billy: Oh no.NATE clambers to his feet. Max, who’s focus has been so perfect all match, turns to look at NATE, completely bemused as to what’s going on. AND MATTHIAS HITS THE ROSTOCK BOMB! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! Billy: Matthias wins it!Chris Avery: This week NATE’s accidentally helped!Billy: Matthias is down on the floor, exhausted. Max Daemon is out cold!NATE, panicked that James Nightingale might appear, jumps back into the crowd. Chris Avery: A bit of daylight robbery in my opinion, Max Daemon deserved that.Billy: Makes no difference now, Matthias has capitalized on a moment and got the win. What impact will this have on their relationship going forward?
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:46:33 GMT -5
Jenna Bauer & Claire Hawkins Segment
We go backstage again as Jenna Bauer continues her search for the "desecrator" down the arena corridor. She checks random doors, finding no one behind them. Finally, she opens a door and finds Claire Hawkins standing alone in an empty room staring intently back at her. Jenna jumps in fright. Eventually she regains composure to ask... Jenna Bauer: Is it you? Did you desecrate me?Claire stares at her. Jenna Bauer: Hey, it's not like you've never desecrated anything.Claire continues staring, eerily. Jenna gulps. Jenna Bauer: Alright.Jenna crosses her off her "SLUTspect List". The feed cuts.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:51:21 GMT -5
Carter Shaw, Lissie Hope & Howard Black vs. Dandy Divito, Kyle Kemp & Trey Bouchet
“Midnight City” by M83 hits the speakers and the fans immediately erupt with boos as the Philidor Holdings graphic appears on the tron. The curtain spreads open and first out is Lissie Hope, who is followed by Carter Shaw. The two stand on the top of the stage, listening to the crowd reception. Adilene Floyd: The following is a three-versus-three tag team contest! Introducing first, representing Philidor Holdings--Lissie gets Adeline’s attention from the stage, telling her to wait. Carter has a smirk on his face as they both look up at the curtain, and out from gorilla pops Howard Black! Chris Avery: I can’t believe they’ve gotten Howard Black to come out with them!Billy: Now, I don’t think this is anything more than Howard showing unity!Chris Avery: Whatever this is, it’s not something I want to see!Adilene Floyd: --Introducing first, at a combined weight of 585 pounds… LISSIE HOPE… CARTER SHAW… AND HOWARD BLACK!The trio make their way down the ramp and slide in, the two members of Philidor flanking their partner. They cruise past a disappointed Adeline Floyd and talk strategy in the corner, as the opening chords of “Higher Ground” by Red Hot Chili Peppers hits the speakers. Adilene Floyd: And their opponents--But now it’s Trey Bouchet’s turn to interrupt Adeline Floyd! He stands at the top of the stage, and his music begins to fade. The lights in the arena dampen to a soft black as purple spotlights and flashing bulbs erupt on the stage. “New Dominion” by BASK hits the speakers and the crowd roars with a smatter of cheers and boos. As the flashes calm, the purple spotlights rest on the curtain. Kyle Kemp and Dandy DiVito saunter out from the back and walk on to the stage with their tag team titles slung over their shoulders. They stop about halfway across and the purple spotlights illuminate the duo. They each raise their hands straight into the air, their fingers extended wide, and stand there as the music continues to play. Adilene Floyd: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 629 pounds.. TREY BOUCHET… DANDY DIVITO… AND KYLE KEMP!!!The tag team champions come out and flank their own partner, Trey. Kyle whispers some strategy in his ear, and Dandy smiles and licks his lips, slapping Trey on the shoulder. Then, without warning… THE THREE OF THEM RUN DOWN THE RAMP! Chris Avery: Oh wow, they aren’t wasting any time!Billy: This is going to be an an all out war!Dandy and Trey slide in first, with Trey immediately gunning for Howie and Dandy targeting Carter. The four of them exchange right hands, and Lissie starts helping Howie dispatch Trey, as Kyle leisurely strolls up the ramp, observing his teammates take on the three opponents. Dandy and Carter punch their way all the way out to ringside as Howie and Lissie take turns laying down boots on Trey’s back. Kemp enters the ring and Howie turns his attention to Kemp, who takes him out with a running big boot, planting him on his back! Chris Avery: What smart, crafty veteran savvy there by Kyle Kemp!Billy: This referee needs to restore some order now!As Lissie notices Kemp’s attack on Howie, she runs at Kemp who dips a shoulder and sends her crashing out with a back body drop! Kemp lays some boots into Howie as the referee finally calls for the bell, with Kemp and Black officially starting the match. Chris Avery: And in a rematch from last week, Kyle Kemp is going to start this off with the reigning Wrestler of the Year!Billy: He has nearly a foot height advantage on Howie and he’s making good use of it!Kemp indeed uses his height as leverage, extending a long leg and pushing his boot into Howie’s neck. Howie crawls into the corner, looking for safety but finds himself boxed in. Kemp grabs Howie by a boot and drags him towards the middle of the ring. He tries to step over into a figure four but Howie uses his free foot to push Kemp into the corner. He bangs into the turnbuckle and stumbles backwards into a trap gut wrench suplex, flattening Kemp in the center of the ring. Trey and Dandy are now on their ring apron, and Lissie and Carter are on theirs, cheering on their teammates. Chris Avery: Some stats for the math junkies - combined, all six of these competitors weigh 1214 pounds… divided by six, the average weight of everyone in this match is 202 pounds!Billy: Lissie is surrounded by a bunch of SMOL BOIS, you know she’s in heaven right now!Chris Avery: Please don’t slut-shame the only woman in this match, Billy. For chrissakes.Howie bounces off the ropes and takes a leap, going for a running dropkick, but Kemp rolls out of the way in time, with Howie crashing and burning on the mat! Howie pulls himself up quickly, having caught himself, but Kyle’s already on the attack, landing strong right hands to move Howie backwards into the corner. Kemp takes a couple of steps back, then charges, connecting with a brutal lariat that lands perfectly! Howie sags in the corner, with Kyle dragging him back out and taking him over with a belly to belly suplex! Howie slides towards his corner, trying to recover, with Lissie checking on him. Kyle Kemp stands up, smirking at them with a swagger. Chris Avery: Not many people are hotter than Kyle Kemp right now, Billy! He’s flying high after the runner up at BattleBowl and a blistering disposal of Howard Black last week to qualify for the Chamber!Billy: He’s on his game right now, for sure! It looks like Carter wants a piece of him!Indeed, Carter reaches over and tags in. Kemp smiles as Carter approaches, and the two of them trash talk each other, the tension building up. Carter shoves Kemp back a step and follows it in, trying to connect with an overhand right, but Kemp ducks underneath and drives a knee into Carter’s sternum. He kicks up with a knee, colliding with Carter’s face, and tags in Dandy. They combine for a Kemp backbreaker and Dandy crashing down with a jumping knee. Dandy climbs on top of Carter and starts dropping a flurry of right hands, and before he gets to a final one, he turns to Lissie and flips her the bird, before landing a final right hand! Dandy hops to his feet and antagonizes Lissie, who tries to enter the ring to confront one of her bitter rivals, but the referee jumps in front to intercept her. Dandy strolls back to his corner and tags Kemp back in. Dandy sweeps Carter’s legs from under him as Kemp comes flying in with a big dropkick! Chris Avery: The teamwork by the tag team champions is on a different level, Billy!Billy: They’ve really grown to know each other since capturing those belts!Kemp lifts Carter up and whips him to the ropes. He wraps his arms around Carter’s neck for an inverted facelock, transitioning more into the traditional sleeper hold that has put out so many before him! He contorts his bicep under Carter’s jaw but Carter, having MMA experience, knows how to defend it, using his fingers to pry himself to safety. Carter drives an elbow into Kemp’s gut, and out of nowhere floats over with a jumping roundhouse kick! Kemp stumbles backwards and Carter is on the offensive, landing a snap brainbuster. Carter has Kyle in the corner now, popping away at him with powerful right hands. He drags Kyle out, lifting the taller, but lankier man up as if to toss him overhead. But Kyle manages to shift out of it, landing on his feet, and immediately spins into a leg sweep, taking Carter down! Carter gets up, rubbing his jaw, and goes back to his corner, tagging in a very eager Lissie Hope. She comes in a hurry, launching a superkick at the recovering Kemp! But Kemp manages to knock it away, then swings into a backhanded punch, which Hope manages to evade. The two start exchanging shot after shot, with Kemp sticking with his fists while Hope opts for quick-fire kicks, but both are having trouble connecting with their opponent. Kemp finally manages to grab Lissie, trying to drag her backwards towards his corner, but Lissie gets a rising kick from the grip, knocking Kemp back. Lissie then turns and leaps up onto Kemp, scoring a headscissors takedown! Chris Avery: That sent him sprawling on the mat!Billy: And he reaches up, tagging in Trey Bouchet!Chris Avery: Trey Bouchet and Lissie Hope have been jawing at each other for weeks since she joined Philidor… here they go now!Trey enters the ring, looking absolutely motivated to get going. Lissie looks at him with mocking dismissiveness. Lissie points at Dandy, telling Trey “I want him!” but Trey shakes his head no, mouthing “You’re getting me!” Trey comes in strong with a huge forearm that gets a pop from the crowd. Lissie bounces back up and Trey drops her with a clothesline. She pops up again and Trey sends her down with a hiptoss. Lissie bounces up and tries running at Trey, who drops her with a snapping powerslam! Trey hooks a leg! 1… 2… But Lissie kicks out! Trey gives her some space as Lissie climbs to her knees, surprised by the outburst of offense. They lock up and Trey powers her into a side headlock. He flips her over with a snapmare and locks in a rear camel clutch, pulling her spine back on his knee. Howard is hopping up and down on the apron as Lissie reaches over, finding his hand just beyond reach. Lissie is able to fight her way to her feet, breaking herself free with a rake to the eyes, before leaping towards Howie and tagging him in! Chris Avery: If that exchange meant anything at all, it’s that Lissie Hope needs to stop discrediting Trey Bouchet! He was all over her from the get-go!Billy: Her arrogance has gotten in her way time and time again, and if anyone can be there to pop her in the mouth for being foolish, it’s Trey Bouchet!Howard Black hops in and comes face to face with Trey Bouchet. They are sharing some words, but there’s obvious respect in the air. Bouchet comes in fast with a double ax handle smash. Howie sidesteps and waits for the bounce back off the ropes by Trey. Trey bounces off the ropes and returns with a flying back elbow. Howie ducks under,.connecting with a leaping uppercut under Bouchet's jaw. Howard quickly goes to work on the upstart with am arm drag takedown, working on the shoulder of the Suplexpert. He starts to work the arm as Bouchet puts his foot on the ropes and the referee tells Howie to break the hold. Howard lifts the arm up and slams it hard before he lets it go. Howard punts him hard in the back before he picks him up and throws him into the ropes. He waits for the bounceback and wraps his arms around, sending Trey over the top with a release belly to belly suplex! Chris Avery: Nice suplex!Billy: Even Trey agrees!Indeed, while grabbing the back of his head, Trey shows appreciation for the suplex. The two tie up again, and Howard pulls him in with a modified standing crossface, but without it locked in tight, Trey circles out of it and drops Howie with a high-angle belly to back suplex! Trey bounces up, waiting for Howard to get to his feet. He tries to pull him into a full nelson, obviously looking for a dragon suplex, but Howie counters out of it and delivers a pumphandle suplex! Trey is flattened on his back as Howie looks to Carter, tagging him in. Carter climbs the top rope and jumps off, connecting with a flying elbow drop! Carter makes the cover! 1… 2… ...but Dandy runs in and slams his boot on Carter Shaw! This draws in Lissie Hope, who flies at Dandy and delivers a big clothesline, sending both of them sprawling outside of the ring! They’re fighting out there, as Kemp now enters the ring and drops Carter with a flapjack! Howard Black is back in the ring, and they collide with a spear takedown! Bouchet and Carter are now exchanging right hands, and all hell has broken loose in this absolute melee! Bouchet goes for a German Suplex but Shaw breaks the hold and turns to Trey and hits a German Suplex of his own! Bouchet bounces out of the ring to the outside! Shaw turns around and Dandy hits the kick and goes for a Carnage Stunner but Shaw shoves Dandy away and back pedals to the ropes where Kemp lowers the ropes and Shaw trips to the outside! Lissie slides in and shoves Dandy out of the way and goes for a move on Kemp but Kemp picks up Lissie and hits JUSTICE!! Lissie colapses back onto the canvas as Howie gets into the ring but Kemp locks on a submission as Dandy pins Lissie!! Shaw grabs the briefcase but is already on the ramp! One! Two! Three! DING DING DING
Billy: WHAT A MATCH UP! WHAT A WIN!
Dandy gets up and looks out at Shaw who is holding his All-In backing up the ramp talking mad shit! Shaw is telling him to accept the challenge from earlier!
Dandy, Kemp and Bouchet get their arm raised and Dandy is nodding at Shaw!
Billy: Is he accepting?!
Chris Avery: I believe he is!
Kemp and Bouchet stare at each other..
Billy: They'll be opponents at Timebomb, in the Chamber in two weeks!
Lissie and Howard Black roll out of the ring together to regroup.
We take a commercial break..
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 0:52:01 GMT -5
Der Metzger Segment
CURRENT WORLD CHAMPION
TWO FORMER WORLD CHAMPIONS
UNITED STATES CHAMPION
TAG TEAM CHAMPION
...AND THE SUPLEX GUY
FIVE OF THEM ARE NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD AND DER METZGER IS FATED TO BE THE SOUL SURVIVOR AT TIMEBOMB. THE REST OF THEM WILL BE SHADOWS, HAUNTING DER METZGER AS HE REIGNS OVER ACTION WRESTLING.
ER IST DIE ZEITBOMBE.
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Post by Action Reel on Mar 16, 2021 1:03:12 GMT -5
Main Event
Claire Hawkins vs. Spencer Adams(c) Billy: It’s main event time and we’ve got a hell of a main event for you here tonight, folks!Chris Avery: Right you are, Billy! Spencer Adams will defend his hardcore title against Claire Hawkins!Billy: We’re about to see two warriors go at it!"As the world falls; wider grows disaster's maw Desperate the thralls call; thee three crows caw" As those words faded to black, a shrill Banshee’s Wail rang out through the stadium and everything went as dark as it possibly could. A moment later, the beginnings of Orbit Culture’s Nensha began to play; a light layer of smoke appeared upon the stage as the lights began to frantically flash in sync with the music. As the music increased in pace, so did the flashing of the lights; a silhouette of a person appearing upon the stage, hunched forward. PICK UP THE BONES! Abruptly, the lights return to normal in time to see the person lean backward and release a deep guttural scream upwards to the heavens from parted lips painted black. Upon finishing the guttural growl, the person titled their head down and fixated their fiery crimson gaze upon the ring; the Action Wrestling crowd letting out a sizable pop. With skin as pale as porcelain and clearly dressed to compete within the squared circle, the person was none other than the Witch of Action Wrestling; Claire Hawkins! Adilene Floyd: Making her way to the ring, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 145 pounds, she is "The Witch".....CLAIRE.....HAWKINS!!Once she reached the ringside area Claire paused for a moment to look at the cameraman that had dared to get close enough to get a good shot of her face. With a vicious snarl, Claire let out another one of those screams and forced the cameraman to quickly backpedal. Feeling pleased with herself, Claire made her way over to the steps and into the ring. Once she was in the ring she walked to the side of the ring where the hard camera was and stepped onto the second rope, leaned forward a little to keep her balance, and held her arms up while she held up in the "Devil Horns" gesture as pyro shot up from the ring posts. All the while bellowing out that same savage, guttural scream. Billy: Claire had a great win over Dionysus last week.Chris Avery: Yeah, it was a hell of a match, but she lost the TV title shot she had at Battlefield, but tonight could be different.Billy: Yeah, it’s been a while since Claire Hawkins held gold here in Action Wrestling.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. Chris Avery: Spencer’s held this belt since Revolution and he looks like he has a tight enough grip on it!Billy: Yeah, well if there’s anyone that can pry his fingers from around it, it might just be Claire Hawkins, Chris!The referee signals for the bell to begin the match. Claire comes swinging out the gate with a running elbow and knocks Spencer down again with a dropkick before dropping Spencer a third time with a float-over DDT. Spencer goes to grab Claire but eats a sit-out facebuster instead. Spencer wisely rolls out of the ring to slow down Claire’s momentum, but looks up just in time to see Claire fly from the top rope with a diving crossbody, taking Spencer down at ringside. Billy: SHITFIRE! Claire is on a tear right now, taking it to the hardcore champion!Chris Avery: Claire is damned determined not to lose another title opportunity!Claire barks at Adilene to get out of her chair and folds it up. She walks over to Spencer, but he hits her with a forearm to the midsection. She doubles over but holds onto the chair. She boots Spencer in the chest, knocking him back down again and swings for the fences, cracking him over the head with the chair. Claire brings the chair down across the back of Spencer several times before pulling him to his feet. Claire whips Spencer hard into the ring post and he bounces off. Billy: HOLY MOLY! Claire is on FIRE tonight!Chris Avery: This match has been all Claire Hawkins so far and whoa! Look at Spencer’s face!Spencer sits up and blood is trickling from his forehead where it hit the ring post. Spencer staggers up, not sure where he is. Claire clotheslines him to the mats and pulls him to his feet and rolls him into the ring. Claire slides in after him and hooks the leg. ONEE!! TWOOO!! THR--NOOO! Spencer kicks out. Billy: NEAR FALL ALREADY!!Chris Avery: Claire Hawkins is a woman on a mission here tonight, Billy! I think Spencer kicked out of that pin attempt on pure instinct alone.Claire quickly scales the turnbuckles and goes for a missile dropkick but Spencer sidesteps the move. Spencer connects with a running knee to the gut and DDTs Claire to the mat. Chris Avery: Spencer is alive!Billy: The hardcore champion is still in this!Spencer takes Claire down with a spinning backfist before tossing her out of the ring. Spencer slides out and whips Claire hard into the barricades before whipping her again into the ring steps. Claire collides with her knee and flips over the steps! Spencer grabs a chair of his own and brings it down over the head of Claire as she gets to a kneeling position. Claire falls to the mat. Spencer slides the chair onto her ankle. Billy: NO NO!! Don’t do it! Don’t do it, Spencer!Chris Avery: Claire rolls out of the way!Claire kicks the chair off her foot and gets to her feet, but Spencer takes her down with a dropkick. He executes a running neckbreaker before dropping Claire with a clothesline. Spencer rummages around under the ring and pulls out a trash can and brings it down over the head of Claire as she goes to get up. Spencer lays it on Claire’s midsection and quickly gets on the apron and runs across it and executes a running senton flip! Spencer clutches at his back. Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! THIS IS AWESOME!! Billy: THIS IS AWESOME!!Chris Avery: Yes it is! What a move by Spencer! He nearly hurt himself as much as Claire!Spencer kicks Claire in the midsection and body slams her onto the already bent trash can. Before she can roll off of it, Spencer hits a standing moonsault, further impacting Claire with the trash can. Billy: This man is bleeding and STILL going!Chris Avery: There’s no quit in Spencer Adams!Spencer rolls Claire into the ring and hooks the leg. ONEEEE!! TWOOOO!! THRE--NOOO! Claire gets the shoulder up. Billy: There’s no quit in Claire Hawkins either, Chris!Chris Avery: She wants this title bad! And a win over Spencer Adams, a former world champion, is huge, too!Spencer grabs Claire and sends her across the ring, but Claire reverses it and catches Spencer in the stomach with a kick and executes a fisherman suplex. Next she hits a tiger suplex, and then one more suplex with an exploder suplex! Billy: Claire’s coming back!!Chris Avery: And she’s putting on a suplex clinic here, BIlly!Claire quickly scales the turnbuckles and leaps off, taking Spencer down with a missile dropkick. She quickly transitions into a crucifix armbar on Spencer and he yells out in pain, but makes it to the ropes somehow! Chris Avery: That looks to be draining on Spencer!Billy: Yeah, I’m not sure how much more punishment he can take!Claire hits a swinging neckbreaker on Spencer but he rolls out of the ring when she goes for the pin. Claire runs at Spencer for a Shining Wizard, but he catches her with a spinning sidewalk slam! Spencer locks in a dragon sleeper, but Claire rallies back and kicks him in the head until he releases the hold. Spencer flies off the apron with a crossbody, taking Claire down again. Spencer pulls a ladder out from under the ring. He rolls Claire onto it and goes for a standing star press, but Claire gets the knees up! Billy: I don’t like where things are going with this ladder in play, Chris!Claire rolls Spencer onto the apron and climbs up beside him, glancing over at the ladder. Chris Avery: What’s Claire going to do with the ladder??Spencer elbows Claire in the face though and grabs her. He goes for a suplex off the apron, but Claire kicks for all she’s got and brings herself down into the ring. Spencer goes to grab her but Claire headbutts him in the midsection. She looks out at the crowd before diving over the top rope and executing a sunset flip powerbomb onto the ladder!!! Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!! Billy: SHITFIREEE OH MY GOD!!!Chris Avery: I can’t believe that move from Claire! Spencer has to be dead!Medical officials run over to check on him and give the commentators a thumbs up. Billy: The officials say he’s ok to continue, but I’m not so sure about that!Claire picks Spencer up and rolls him into the ring, slides in and hooks the leg. ONEEEE!! TWOOOO!! THREEE--NOOOOO! Spencer gets the shoulder up again! Chris Avery: HOLY CRAP! I can’t believe he kicked out of that!Billy: I can’t either!Claire looks frustrated but runs over to the ropes and executes a springboard moonsault. She locks in a Kimura lock but Spencer fights it and gets to the ropes, forcing Claire to release the hold. Claire pulls Spencer to his feet and hits a wind-up overhead kick!! Billy: TOUCH OF EVIL TO SPENCER ADAMS!!Chris Avery: This has to be it, Billy!ONEEEE! TWOOOO!! THREEE!! --NOOOOO!!! Spencer gets the shoulder up at the last possible second!!! Billy: HOW??!!?Chris Avery: Claire is wondering the same thing!!Claire runs at Spencer as he gets to his feet, but Spencer catches her with an enziguri. Both competitors lay on the mat, catching a breather but then they both stir, but Spencer snaps off a superkick out of nowhere!! Chris Avery: THE RANGE TO CLAIRE HAWKINS!!ONEEEE!! TWOOOO!! THRE---NOOOO! Claire gets the shoulder up! Billy: What is it going to take for either person to finish this match!Chris Avery: Spencer is outside grabbing another chair and slides back into the ring.Claire gets up and goes for the MIST but Spencer blocks it with the chair! He smashes the chair over her head!! He then hits The Vaccine!! He pins her!! Billy: VACCINE!! VACCINE!!ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Chris Avery: SPENCER ADAMS IS STILL YOUR HARDCORE CHAMPION!!Billy: WHAT A FIGHT FROM CLAI- WAIT A MINUTE!!Just then the music stops as Der Metzger slides into the ring and Spencer turns around and Metzger spears Spencer back into the turnbuckles!! Chris Avery: WHAT THE HELL!Metzger smashes his head into Spencers, once, twice, three times!! He then throws him across the ring!! Billy: COME ON!!Metzger runs at Spencer who is getting up in the turnbuckles and Metzger just smashes him into the buckles!! Spencer collapses! Billy: WHAT THE HELL IS THE UNITED STATES CHAMPION DOING?!Chris Avery: DONT DO IT!Metzger picks up Spencer Adams and hits Todesklinge!! Billy: HOLY SHIT!!Spencer is out in the middle of the ring.. Twiz rolls into the ring with his Television Championship.. Void rolls into the ring.. Der Metzger rolls Spencer Adams to his back and then puts a boot over him.. and holds up the United States Championship.. Billy: Holy shitfire!! Metzger, in one fell swoop, just DECIMATED Spencer Adams!!Chris Avery: If Metzger can do that at Timebomb, we might be looking at a new World Champion!!Billy: I mean look at this group!! They're holding two major belts right now!! The three of them stand directly over Spencer and stare into the camera.. Billy: We're out of time!! We gotta go!!
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