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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:40:17 GMT -5
The opening strains of Will Wood's "Welcome to Mary Bell Township!" hit the speakers and the crowd reflexively erupts into a chorus of boos. Chris Avery: Out comes the World Champion!Billy: Which means the rest of her Philidor droogs can't be far behind.Chris Avery: Droogs?Billy: Yeah I just seen A Clockwork Orange this weekend. That Lumbago Technique was messed up man.As the first verse begins, Ash emerges from the back, a wide smile on her face and the AW World Heavyweight Championship slung over shoulder. However, as she makes her way down the ramp, it becomes increasingly clear that she is completely alone. As she nears the ring, the jeering only intensifies. She circles the ring, first grabbing a microphone from the timekeeper's area before ascending the ring steps and entering the ring, serenaded more by the disapproval of the audience than her own fading theme music. With the audience showing no signs of ceasing, Ash slowly brings the mic to her lips. Ash Blake: Rowdy bunch tonight, aren't you?The crowd explodes with another wave of boos. Ash shrugs, pursing her lips. Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Ash Blake: The type to cut off your nose to—The explosive jeers of the crowd drown out Ash's words as she speaks, effectively silencing her in the center of the ring. Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Chris Avery: A little poetic justice here: Philidor silenced Spencer Adams last week, and now the crowd's doing the same to Ash Blake tonight!Billy: And they don't gotta do no tricky dicky nerd stuff to get the job done!Ash Blake: I don't think this is accomplishing what you think—Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Ash Blake: And I really don't think it's the karmic just—Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Ash rolls her eyes, a defiant smile forming in the corners of her mouth. Ash Blake: I can do this all night—Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Ash Blake: —really doesn't bother me any—Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Chris Avery: They're really letting her have it! She can barely get a word in!Ash Blake: —don't even need to talk, I can just—Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Ash loosens her grip, letting the microphone fall out of her hand as she stands in the center of the ring, arms out wide, grinning at the audience, whose jeers reach a fever pitch. Monday Night Clash's intro song and video plays, and we get ready for the final episode before Evolution IV!
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:42:45 GMT -5
Jill Park Segment
I'm not your friend or anything, damn
A chorus of boos accompany the beginning of “Therefore I Am”, which of course signified the arrival of “ill” Jill Park. She walks through the curtain in a black sequin dress, always dressed to impress. She was immediately trash talking the fans who were giving it right back to her. She quickly became tired of that though, waving them off as she continued down the ramp. She swiftly walked up the ring steps and into the ring. She demands Adilene Floyd hands over a microphone, which she sheepishly hands over, before scurrying out of the ring. Billy: Well Chris, looks like Jill Park is in a MOOD tonight!Chris Avery: When isn’t she? That’s part of her erm...charm.The fans are still hissing and booing at Jill as her music dies down. She rolls her eyes and lifts the microphone up so she can speak, anyway. Jill Park: I’m sick of this disrespect.
But don’t get me wrong, I ain’t even talkin’ about you marks out in the stands here tonight, or any other night, for that matter.
Nah, I’m speakin’ on the FACT that I was tossed to the wolves last week. I was expected to trip and fall and get DEVOURED.The fans cheer at the very thought. Jill Park: I was expected to be post-Havoc fodder for Odin Balfore.The fans cheer once more. Jill Park: But that ain’t what happened. I showed you all I ain’t some stupid flash in the pan hack. I’m here to stay. I proved that when I DEFEATED ODIN BALFORE. But, what happens? I’m asked to jump through hoops and ONCE AGAIN beat a man that NOBODY believes I will, just to get INTO GLORY!
John Black….The fans cheer loudly in support of Black. Jill Park: Another hurdle. Another well-known AW star that I will beat on my crusade to the top. Another-Jill is interrupted by a familiar record-scratch, followed by Real Raw by Craig Mack! Billy: Hold up it’s John Black in the buildin’ tonight!Chris Avery: Billy… no… but it’s kinda shocking to see him here tonight to be honest.Then we see him come out in a red jacket, black jeans, and a “Heartless” shirt with his red mask on as he stands at the entrance way. Then he looks at her down the ring, as she taunted him to come down, then he walks down the ramp doing the Sid fist bumps to the fans then he walks around to the RA, and he gets a mic tossed to him. Then he climb ino the ring, then his theme dies down as the crowd was chanting “JB” in unison. John Black: Well Well Well… if it isn’t the wrestling sensation herself, “ill Jill Park”... the girl who was handed to her since you came out of your mother's pussy. Yes, I can go nasty right now, but I won’t want to deal with censors on my ass, plus it’s been awhile since i’ve done a real life stare down against a chick like you.
I wonder why they hatin on you?... is it because of your clothes?... your in ring work ethic?...
Or maybe because they don’t see any faith in a woman like yourself, you do know that while you have beaten this guy named Odin… doesn’t really resonate with these so-called “marks” you pointed out. Maybe, you might not get your GLORY hole any time soon.Then Jill looked angry at that comment he made, as he backs up a bit, trying not to laugh as he hovered his mouth over his hand. Billy: Heh.. Glory hole.. He said it.Chris Avery: Billy, you know what, JB has a point though.John Black: But let me give you the benefit of the doubt, you white, you got the money, you got connections that a brotha like me could even dream of. You have so many opportunities that someone I know in my neighborhood couldn’t get at this moment. As you stand here tonight in your fancy dress, and your cute earrings… you know that it won’t mean shit at the end of your life. You just rot away, asking yourself… “why didn’t I just work at a high end job in Paris or being a wannabe T-Swifty type rappa who’s gon be turned into a Krayshawn”... and many more.
You see Jill, I understand that you have all this shit figured out, and already had a step on me before the EVO PPV. That’s pretty cute on you, since you aren’t much on my radar as a person I should be afraid of. Even if I don’t make it to GLORY and you do…
These so-called “Marks” are still going to treat you like an afterthought in a sea of random talented or talentless broads, that even I would consider you as a person who fell inside the heartless man games.Then JB puts his hands in the air, and signals her to speak. While she was trying to get her thoughts across, the fans kept chanting “JB” which seemed to piss her off even more. Jill rolls her tongue around in her mouth, seemingly speechless, if even for a moment. She paces back and forth across the ring before stopping in front of Black once again. She looks out to the fans, still chanting “JB”, and she rolls her eyes. Jill Park: While that’s the perception: that I don’t deserve anything I have, it’s a false narrative. You aren’t going to just sit there and attempt to psycho-analyze me.
You think you’re on this high horse. That I am the villain here, just as these people do. Yet, you do the same thing as everyone else. You attempt to put me in this box. Because I’m a woman. Because I’m well-off. It’s all just a complex dismissal of everything I bring in this ring. Just like Odin; just like everyone else. You despise what I am so much, that you will deny everything I’ve already exhibited.
This ain’t about the tone of my skin or the tone of yours. This is about GLORY. And when you think of that word, who comes to mind?She points to herself. Jill Park: Jill Park.Chris Avery: Jill has her point here, she knows her own worth and potential in the long run.Billy: That’s for certain, she is full of confidence.JB then looks at her directly, and he smiles at her, then he points to the fans in the front row and they all start to chant her name, which got her all flustered for a moment. Then he speaks on the mic. John Black: I am going to say this, you got a lot of supporters here tonight. I can’t even blame them in the slightest, I will say that you are the most overconfident lady I’ve seen in the company. Maybe, I am saying you don’t deserve shit, just to get under your skin. It looked like it worked, because you managed to think I was playin’ the therapist route.
You can believe in your own mindset that I hate your skin, the fact you have vagina and all these other things that I can’t bear to mention. But I do know that you think you have a shot against me to advance to GLORY, which is fine by me. If I got tossed out in a Rumble by a lady, then I won’t lose any sleep over not being in GLORY, since you have that covered.
But I will tell you this, Jill Park, you can have the GLORY all you like, but you will learn what it means to be in PAIN by a man like me. You may want to reconsider your time here, when I take you out of your element. I anit no Odin, so don’t expect me to go easy on you at the PPV.
Now, can you dig it?Jill, again, looks exasperated. She stares a hole into Black, but doesn’t say a word for a good minute. Then, she swiftly raises the microphone. Jill Park: You know what? I don’t need this disrespect. Not from you; not from them; not from anyone.She briskly storms past Black who can only shake his head. All of a sudden, Jill turns on a dime and spikes Black in the back of the head with the microphone! Chris Avery: A cheap shot by Jill Park!Billy: She ain’t stupid, Chris! She’s looking to soften up John Black ahead of their match at Evolution!Jill kicks off her heels and is SCREAMING at John Black as he struggles to his knees, and Jill runs up to him...CANCEL CULTURE! NO!Black catches her in the middle of her leap, she’s in a fireman’s carry position on his shoulders! Chris Avery: John Black is looking to plant Jill Park with the Black List!Black moves forward but Jill squirms and escapes, falling to her feet behind Black! Jill wants no more of this altercation as she quickly drops to her back and out of the ring! As Jill retreats up the ramp, Black is up against the ropes letting her know just how close she came to eating the “Black List”. We fade to a commercial break!
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:44:12 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:47:37 GMT -5
The Colonnade vs. Team Extreme Adilene Floyd: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL! Accompanied to the ring by Lady Envy "The Duchess of Bedlam"... And entering the ring at a combined weight of 525 pounds... Representing The Colonnade... "The Sin Eater" Byron Bathory and Lester Parish!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. 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. A flowing priest stole with the red pillar-shaped insignia of The Colonnade gives him a mark of authority. 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. Suddenly, "Everybody Knows" by Wild Fire begins. As the song picks up, Lester Parish appears behind him in a road-worn white button up shirt with faded pinstripes and black slacks. A black leather mask covers his face as the lights dim to back to normal levels. Bathory 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. Parish takes to the opposite staircase and walks into the ring with no theatrics behind his powerful, lumbering gait. Byron gets to the ring, leading The Duchess up the stairs, where he slowly unties her hands. The two enter center stage 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. Parish leers from over them for a moment before the team disperses to their corner. Chris Avery: These two men have been trying to make a mark on the Tag division, but I can never figure out if they're supposed to be on the side of angels or not.Billy: All I know is Parish comes out here dressed in his Sunday best like he's on one of those church specials after the 700 Club my meemaw watches, and Bathory and Envy look like they'd be into swinging Eyes Wide Shut style.Adilene Floyd: And their opponents... Coming to the ring with a combined weight of over 550 pounds, they are Shane Striker and Bam Beefer... TEAM EXTREME!!Crimson Valley's Open the Gates hits and the speakers immediately blow out when the song hits hard and heavy. Shane Striker and Bam Beefer walk through the curtain and out onto the stage to a chorus of hellraising boos. The two raise their arms as Striker smiles like the cocky bastard he is. Beefer begins yelling out at the crowd as Adilene Floyd introduces them. Striker jumps on the apron and gets through the ropes into the ring as Beefer hoists himself up on the turnbuckles over the top rope! Striker stands up on the middle turnbuckle and lifts up both arms and continues to point to himself on the chest as Beefer is leaning against the ropes yelling out at the crowd. The two come together in the corner and double fist pump as the music fades and they prepare for war. Chris Avery: These two men have bonded over a mutual love for hardcore and causing pain!Billy: BAM BEEEEFER!! <3 ...sorry, that's my favorite name for some reason.Shane Striker and Bam Beefer begin to discuss the arrangement of who will start off this contest, Lester Parish explodes out of the Colonnade’s corner like a ball fired from a cannon, obliterating both Beefer and Striker before they have a chance to formulate a counter. Striker is knocked to the ground by the force of the shoulder tackle, whilst Bam Beefer is forced into the turnbuckle. Parish delivers a furious delivery of punches to the chest and head of Beefer ,each blow hitting their mark with tremendous force. Beefer is able to regroup for just enough to shove Parish brutally backwards. Parish rolls head over heels, but lands on his feet, planting one hand against the mat in a crouched position before firing himself at Beefer again, this time hitting a shoulder thrust right to the ample midsection of the super-sized Bam. Chris Avery: The Colonnade are wasting no time here in asserting themselves as to just WHY they want to be in the title picture.Byron Bathory watches on, leaning on the top rope casually as he admires Parish’s destructive rampage. Parish leads Beefer out of the corner as the referee orders Striker to the apron. Parish yanks Beefer’s neck with a downward thrust into position and wraps his arms around the hunched Beefer. With an incredible display of raw power, Parish lifts Beefer effortlessly into the air, holding him as though he weighed no more than a toddler. With an almighty throw, Parish flings Beefer over his head and sends him crashing spine first into the mat. Chris Avery: Bam isn’t exactly the lightest side of beef. He's billed at 300 pounds, but I think he may have just had one foot on the scale.Before Beefer even has a chance to pick himself back up, Parish rushes in with a heavy stomp to the face, literally kicking Beefer’s head to the mat with his head. Parish makes the quick tag to Byron Bathory. Parish plucks Beefer into the air and holds him in a full nelson as Bathory gives him some heavy looking body shots to the liver and kidneys. The referee does well to force a sadistic looking Parish to release his hold, the responding glare makes the referee shudder. Striker complains to the referee, and Bathory walks over to give him an intimidating warning. Bathory runs at Beefer and nails a European uppercut, punching Bam back into the corner; No sooner than the Bam’s back impacts the padded turnbuckle, Bathory runs in for a corner boot. Beefer falls to his knees as Bathory wraps his arms around Beefer’s head with a facelock, driving his knees into the face of the kneeling Bam. Billy: The Colonnade have started this match at a high pace, and they're mugging Bam right now.Chris Avery: This is when The Colonnade are most dangerous, when they are is packs. They’re potent enough in singles competitions, but putting them together is a dangerous proposition.Beefer covers up, as if trying to shield it from any further harm. With Beefer still on his knees, he tries to crawl along the canvas towards Shane Striker, who is reaching over the top rope at full stretch. Before this can come to fruition, a forearm from Byron Bathory sends Striker flying off the apron and crashing to the concrete below, the momentum of the fall sending him even further, right into the barricade. His attention primed once more on Beefer, Byron Bathory takes his spot to scout Bam. As Beefer slowly realises that Striker is nowhere to be seen, he clambers back to one feet and looks out, blissfully unaware of where Bathory is position. The second Beefer begins to turn, Byron Bathory dives and a dropkick hits its mark and knocks Beefer flat onto his back. Bathory makes another swift tag to Parish, who is only more than happy to take over. He charges at Beefer, not giving Beefer even a second to recuperate as he dives on top of Beefer with a double axe handle. Mounting Beefer, he clubs at Beefer with more vicious double axe handles. However, Beefer’s eyes dart open and he finds enough power to throw Parish off of him. Chris Avery: I think Beefer has had enough!Parish rolls onto his feet and charges at Beefer, who is getting up to his feet at a rate much faster than he had done before. He goes for a spear, but Beefer sidesteps and grabs him by the waistband, sending him right between the turnbuckles and into the steel ring post. Parish roars with pain as Beefer finally makes his way to his corner. Striker is back up and is waiting for him with the anticipation of a caged lion. He gets tagged in. The Face of Violence wastes no time in going after the immobolised Parish, yanking him out of the corner and holding him upright for a moment, before scooping Parish into the air and planting him with a scoop slam. Parish arches his back and rolls over. Striker makes the cover… The referee: One... Two... Kickout. Billy: It's gonna take more than that to put the preacher man down!Striker hauls Parish back up onto his feet by the head and hits a BIG right hand that sends Parish all the way into the turnbuckle. Then Striker begins unloading with a chop that draws a "WOOOOOO" from the crowd, and a second, and a third; before long he's beating the former Mr. Abraham down with rapid-fire alternating chops and punches coming so ferociously that Parish can only take it so long. Parish stumbles way, clutching his chest from all of the consecutive sharp impacts. Suddenly, Bathory appears behind Striker, charging him and going from behind, but Striker sidesteps, and grabs Bathory by the back of the head, HURLING him over the top rope and sending him like a cannonball to the outside! Striker holds his arms up to the crowd, letting out a yell. Billy: Keep your eyes on the ball!!As Striker pumps himself up in the ring, Lester Parish is stealthily crouched behind Striker, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike like a serpent. As Striker turns, he spins behind him to remain out of view. Parish grabs Striker with a full nelson. The steel-cable muscles of Parish contract, and he throws Striker around like a ragdoll. Striker struggles in the hold, and he begins to go limp. The referee asks him if he gives up, but Striker lets out a defiant yell. Several long seconds pass by in the hold. Finally, Striker begins vibrating with energy, and hee starts moving his feet, dragging them around. At length, Striker's feet touch the turnbuckles, and he uses them to push them both backwards! Parish is taken off-guard but holds the full nelson in, even as Striker shoves them both off-balance with the ropes and uses them to stack them both up into a pin! Chris Avery: Wait a minute, he may have Parish!!The referee: One... Two... Kickout. Parish tries to recapture the wind that was knocked out of him from the submission being reversed and lays on the mat as Striker grimaces and tries to recover some feeling. Both competitors are laid out for a moment, and then they begin moving. Bathory, frustrated, yells at Parish, but he isn't in position to make a tag... but Striker is! Striker, dazed, crawls over to his corner as Parish is still trying to pull himself to all fours. Striker makes the tag to the nearby Bam Beefer, who receives a pop from the crowd as he enters the ring. With Parish pulling himself back up with the ropes, Beefer drags Parish into some sort of embrace, before delivering a series of rapid headbutts to the skull of Parish. With Parish clearly dazed, Beefer crouches a little, before lifting Parish high above his head. But the second that Beefer had thrown Parish up, Byron Bathory had slipped into the ring and sweeps Beefer’s legs from beneath him with a chop block. Beefer groans in pain and holds his hamstring. Striker immediately starts to give chase to Bathory, who moves around to the adjacent side of the ring. No sooner than he turns the corner, Bathory is gone. Puzzled, Striker moves around to the next side of the apron. Without warning, Bathory appears from beneath the ring with something in his hands. In the ring, Parish clotheslines Beefer, stiffly. Bathory sees his chance and presses something lightly against Striker’s back before pressing with much for force! On the outside, Bathory sticks a black handheld device into Striker’s back, it makes a loud snapping noise, followed by a scream each time. Chris Avery: Are you kidding me? Byron Bathory is using a taser on Shane Striker!Striker falls to the floor convulsing. Bathory slides the offending weapon to Lady Envy and hits the ring. The referee is busy questioning Lady Envy and demanding to know what she's got in her hands, but behind the referee's back Lester hits a reverse atomic drop on Beefer. Parish lifts the bulk of Beefer up and feeds him in so Byron can lock on a reverse facelock. He then points to Envy before smirking and dropping his opponent on the back of their head with a reverse DDT. Chris Avery: The Colonnade firing on all cylinders now, no miscommunication here.Finally, the referee establishes some kind of order, forcing Byron Bathory out of the ring. With Parish and Beefer back on their feet, Parish signals for the beginning of the end. He sets up Beefer for a chokeslam, but Beefer struggles with him, before he reaches a MASSIVE paw across and locks around the throat of Parish with a goozle of his own! Both men are locked in a struggle with both set for a chokeslam, grimacing and grunting with effort. It's a contest of wills at this point. Finally, Parish gives an axe handle to the wrist of Beefer to break the hold on his throat, and swatting Beefer's arm away fully, he boots Beefer in the gut and runs off the ropes into a shoulder block from Beefer. Beefer stands his ground, flexes his muscles and roars at Parish, shaking with adrenaline, his eyes opening up with intensity. Beefer drops Parish with a headbutt that makes the preacher fall and roll to the other side of the ring, before pacing over and tagging in Striker. With all the momentum in his favour, Striker begins to unload on Parish right hands, making the monolithic preacher stumble back to the ropes on spaghetti legs. Striker grips the arm, whipping Parish into the ropes and goes for a Yakuza kick, but Lester is able to duck under it. Unbeknownst to Parish, Beefer is also on the charge, as the hunched over near-seven footer feeds right into him Beefer scoops him up while he's doubled over and drops him with a sitout Rikishi driver. Chris Avery: BEEFER GOT HIM! PARISH BEEN COOKED!Striker drops to make the cover as Beefer excitedly counts along with the referee… The referee: One... Two... Three - Kickout Bathory charges at Beefer, but he simply sends Bathory sailing over the top rope. Bathory lands on his feet on the apron having grabbed the top rope in the process. Instead of going back on the attack, Bathory hops down and slinks back towards his corner. Billy: I'll bet Parish is gonna be a little hot that Bathory's priorities weren't there.The referee orders Beefer out of the ring and Striker returns his vision to the legal man, Lester Parish. Striker picks up Parish, but a sharp thumb the eyes out the referee’s line of sight is enough to create a bit of distance between him and Shane. Beefer protests to the referee, trying to get him to look at what has just taken place, but the referee is having none of it. Beefer steps out and Lester rolls up Shane! The ref turns around!! ONE!! TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING
Billy: Lester and Batho-
Just then Bathory kicks Lester in the back of the head!!
Chris Avery: WHAT THE HELL?! THEY'RE TEAMMATES!!
Bathory stands over Lester talking trash to him!
Billy: WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?!
Chris Avery: I HAVE NO IDEA!! THIS HAS BEEN STEWING FOR WEEKS IT SEEMS!
Bathory continues standing over Lester not giving a single shit.
Team Extreme roll out of the ring.
We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:52:54 GMT -5
Odin Is Backstage!
We come back to Monday Night Clash where we see Odin arguing with a dozen security members as Jaice and Cormack are keeping him at bay! Odin: PUSSY!! YOU AFRAID OF ME!? GIVE ME ALEXANDER PASTERNAK NOW!!Pasternak shows up on screen and he's yelling and demanding Odin to calm down. Odin: GIVE ME WALTERRRRRR!!!Everyone is screaming as Odin is barely being held back by a dozen security guards. Pasternak is trying to calm him down. Pasternak: Odin! Stop! Walter isn't apart of our roster anymore! We released him!Odin begins headbutting security guards and grabbing them and throwing them off of him! Pasternak: THATS ENOUGH!!Jaice, Cormack and a few guards left have Odin by the arms. Pasternak: Fine! It'll be unsanctioned, and Action Wrestling isn't responsible for any damage you or Walter do to each other. Odin: GIVE ME. WALTER.Pasternak: YOU HAVE HIM! AT EVOLUTION! NOW GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!Odin shrugs everyone off of him and steps to Pasternak and looks directly into his eyes. Odin just turns and leaves the arena and he big boots the door completely off the hinges.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:56:17 GMT -5
John Blade vs. Darren Marsh
John Blade is already in the ring and ready to battle! Sirens ring out and Darren Marsh and Bubba show up through the curtain.. The music fades as Marsh begins to cut his promo while on his way to the ring. Darren Marsh: John Blade, you're a god damn joke, kid!Crowd boos. Darren Marsh: You can't and won't make it here in Action Wrestling because you don't have what I have.Marsh points his big fat index finger to Big Bubba behind him. Darren Marsh: You don't have a bruising equalizer like Big Bubba!Crowd boos. Darren Marsh: So Blade, listen up and listen well. You can't outrun the law, kid, and tonight, THE LAW WINS!Marsh rolls into the ring and the bell sounds!! DING DING DING Billy: Singles action here tonight!Blade and Marsh hit a few strikes but Blade gets the upperhand and whips Marsh to the ropes but Marsh ducks the clothesline and then shoves Blade into the ropes and distracts the ref! Bubba hits a forearm to the back of Blade! The ref turns back around and Marsh hits a rock bottom type move on Blade and pins! One! Two! Blade kicks out but Marsh distracts the ref again and Bubba starts choking on Blade under the ropes! Billy: Come on! Stop this!!Chris Avery: This is flat out cheating!The crowd pops as Clarence Hendricks comes running down the ramp!! Billy: THATS CLARENCE HENDRICKS!! WE MET HIM LAST WEEK!!Chris Avery: HES COMING DOWN AND HES ATTACKING BUBBA!!Hendricks is hitting Bubba over the back with huge forearms as the ref rings the bell because he knew Marsh and Bubba were cheating!! DING DING DING Billy: Looks like Blade picks up an easy win!Marsh rolls out of the ring and hits Hendricks from behind and rolls him into the ring! Marsh picks up Hendricks but Hendricks ducks and hits a right hand!! Billy: HES HITTING MARSH!!Hendricks hits another right hand but Marsh ducks through the ropes and out of the ring into the arms of Big Bubba! Chris Avery: HENNY BOY GETTIN SOME TONIGHT!Marsh grabs a microphone as he's PISSED as fuck on the ramp! Darren Marsh: DAMN IT BOY!! YOU PUT YOUR NOSE IN MY BUSINESS FOR THE LAST TIME!!Crowd boos. Darren Marsh: YOU WANT A MATCH AT EVOLUTION!?Crowd cheers as Hendricks is hyping the crowd up wanting a Yes! Darren Marsh: BOY, WHEN IM DONE WITH YOU, YOU'RE GONNA BE EMBARRASSED! I SHOULD HAVE BROKE YOUR JAW AND NECK WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE! FINE!!Crowd pops Darren Marsh: YOU GOT YOUR WISH AT EVOLUTION!!Hendricks smiles as the crowd cheers. Darren Marsh: YOU CRIMINAL THUG! ONCE IM DONE WITH YOU AT EVOLUTION FOUR IM PUTTING YOUR THUG ASS BACK IN JAIL!!Marsh throws the mic down and continues talking trash to Henny Boy who is inside the ring. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:56:48 GMT -5
Spencer Adams Segment
The crowd pops as we cut to the backstage area where a focused looking Spencer Adams is standing next to Nate Burleson. Nate looks toward Spencer who continues staring ahead as the lead interviewer raises his microphone. Nate Burleson: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, Spencer Adams.The pop continues as Spencer’s straight stare continues. Nate Burleson: Spencer, last week we saw your Havoc Rumble victory speech ended prematurely by one of the competitors you’ll find yourself up against at Evolution, Carter Shaw. It would seem that the deck is being stacked against you. Are you at all concerned over the way recent events have played out?Spencer Adams: Nate, I’ve seen this before. It’s not my first rodeo and I’m sure it won’t be my last. Deck stacked against me? Maybe, but-Nate Burleson: I’m sorry?Spencer looks at Nate curiously as the interviewer’s hand comes up towards his left ear and he jumps to another unheard conversation. Nate Burleson: Right now? I mean, I’m kind of in the middle of a-.....yeah….okay…Nate shakes his head and motions to cut. Spencer Adams: What’s going on?Nate Burleson: Sorry, but I….I guess we’re done here..Nate exits right, removing his ear piece as he does so and throws it off towards an adjacent wall. He’s heard grumbling while his distance from the scene grows. The camera remains still and Spencer too storms off the scene before the feed cuts away.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 21:59:45 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:01:12 GMT -5
Howard Black Segment
We return to Clash as “Sunlifter” by Misery Signals blares through the arena as fire erupts from the stage and Kaz Mazy rises from a lift in the center of the stage. He stands in the middle of the fire as it blazes out from the stage, eventually it recedes and Buddy Roman makes his way from behind the curtain to Kaz’s side. They make their way down the ramp. Chris Avery: Last week we saw the return of the former Cruiserweight Champion and wrestling journeyman Kaz Mazy, answering Howard Black’s challenge for Evolution.Billy: After a cowardly attack on an injured man. Don’t forget that.Chris Avery: We’ll see what more these two have to say. Kaz has not formally accepted the match yet.Kaz leaps up to the apron and stands menacingly staring into the ring. He jumps up and over the top rope, landing on his feet and rolling into the center of the ring. He holds his arms out and his head down. He stands up as his music begins to fade away and Buddy Roman lifts his microphone. Buddy Roman: Ladies 😘 and gentlemen. My name is Vincent “Buddy” Roman, and MY SON is the LONGEST, MOST DOMINANT CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION OF ALL TIME: KAZ MAZY!The crowd boos long and hard. Buddy Roman: But we come not to take back what is rightfully ours - while she was a beautiful gal with a face of gold, we have moved onto pastures as green as my son’s hyperforce battle aura and Ninja Turtle sheet set! So to Regan Vorhees, Salad Fingers, and Aidelaide Aintworthhercontract, you may all rest easy knowing that your dreams of joining Kaz Mazy in Cruiserweight Valhala do not end at Evolution IV!
But we have come to address someone whose journey in this industry will. You may remember him from such shining career moments as being beaten by Alex Richards, having his elbow snapped on national television, being unceremoniously dethroned by the All Father, spawning a million new Lissie Hope ship blogs, and needing his wife to help him lose a match! I refer, of course, to one Badger Black!Roman grins as the crowd lights up in booing. He seems to revel in it - Kaz does not react. Buddy Roman: Last week, Badger Black, you had the AUDACITY to challenge MY SON to your final match at Evolution IV, to which I say: be careful what you wish for. For the Kaz you see in this ring before you is not the same Kaz who drank you under the bar on Poon Glorious Vodka - is not the man who bought your son the complete collection of UCI action figures with twenty-four points of articulation - is not even the man who stood by your side as you went to war with the Following half a year ago! And while I speak for many when I say we wish James Nightingale HAD finished the job to spare us this paltry conclusion, Kaz Mazy will more than be willing to ensure you never step foot in this ring again! HE ACCEPTS!The booing of the crowd swells until “Lost Boys” by Death Grips hits the P.A. It immediately explodes into cheers as the curtain parts and Howard Black shuffles onto the stage. Chris Avery: My oh my, you truly can’t keep this man down, Billy.Billy: I told ya, Chris, Howie won’t stay down.Howie walks with a prominent limp, his arm still in a sling. About halfway down the ramp, Buddy Roman raises his hand and microphone. Buddy Roman: No, that’s quite alright Howie Badger! We’d hate for you to overexert yourself and not be medically cleared!Roman cackles at his own joke. Howard stops in the center of the ramp and raises his own mic. Howard Black: You’d like that, wouldn’t you?Howard’s gaze turns to Kaz. Howard Black: But what about you?The two men keep eye contact. Kaz’s expression doesn’t waver. Howard Black: I need to confess something: my motives for wanting this match aren’t entirely transparent. You see, I’ve thought back a lot to those nights in Mexico half a year ago. Do you remember them, Kaz? It was just the three of us passing around bottles of Mezcal on a motel balcony - almost felt like the old days.Howard limps down the ramp, his eyes never leaving Kaz’s. Howard Black: But it wasn’t like the old days, was it? Yeah, we can still get back-to-back and bar brawl with the best of ‘em - but that’s not it. And for a long time I couldn’t put my finger on it. It wasn’t until after that match we lost, when I was packing my things and Crow told me he was going home to Taylor that we spoke. I didn’t think much of your words at the time - just internalized them. It was a rough part of my career. But it’s different now, and I’ve thought more.Howard slides into the ring and tenderly pushes himself to shaky feet. Howard Black: “We fought for ourselves.” That’s not the Kaz I knew. And I don’t mean that in some jilted or disenchanted way. I’m being quite perfectly literal: there’s something wrong with you.Howie pauses to look Kaz directly in the eye. Howard Black: And at Evolution, I’m going to beat it out of you on my way out the door. A parting gift to my brother.The crowd explodes! Kaz’s lips twitch, as if fighting back a snarl. Buddy Roman looks aghast. Buddy Roman: I’m sorry, son, did I HEAR what I think I heard? That the arrogance of Badger Black, after already subjecting us to a year of prattle about legacy and career, would like to tell YOU - THE MOST dominant Cruiserweight Champion in AW history - that you need to be FIXED like a glitching computer?Roman turns to Howard Black, a grin on his face. Buddy Roman: Unfortunately, Badger Black, that is not -Roman is cut short as Kaz steps past him and directly up to Howard. His look is cold and murderous. Kaz Mazy: How noble. If it wasn’t boring and predictable. But I suppose the definition of madness is repeating the same thing and expecting different results. You couldn’t “save” Dandy… nor Stuart… nor Lissie. You can hardly walk right now. But you’d like to carry your cross up the hill one last time.Kaz leans in close to Howard’s face. Kaz Mazy: Die if you want to, you misguided martyr.A smile spreads across Howard’s face. Howard Black: I have another confession… I didn’t come alone.The crowd swells as “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” by Marilyn Manson hits the P.A. Billy: SHITFIRE!Kaz turns towards the stage, incensed. Buddy Roman’s face is a mask of caricatured anguish and betrayal. The curtain opens and Crow McMorris steps onto the stage. In his hand, he holds a referee shirt. Chris Avery: WE HAVEN’T SEEN THE MURDER MACHINE SINCE TRIOS! AND NOW THESE THREE MEN ARE REUNITED IN ACTION WRESTLING ONCE MORE!Billy: AND IF THAT SHIRT MEANS WHAT I THINK IT MEANS?!Crow charges down the ring and slides in, immediately putting himself between the two men. The crowd noises has reached a fever pitch. Howard steps back and allows himself to lean on the ropes, a smile on his face. Crow McMorris: He’s right, you know. Father. Brother. We didn’t talk about it, but that month in the desert wasn’t lost on me either. I cannot insert myself into this as I wish I could. But I can do what I can. And that’s why at Evolution IV, I will step back in the ring one last time to referee this match.The crowd explodes! The music hits again, as Kaz’s eyes go between Howard and Crow. The scene fades to commercial with the tableau of Crow standing between his two brothers, the two ready to fight.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:03:28 GMT -5
Roundtable with Nate Burleson
We head into the ring where we see Nate Burleson in front of a horseshoe table. The table is covered with a black cloth and has five microphones sitting on it. Nate Burleson: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first ever Clash Roundtable. Tonight our participants are those in the United States Championship match at Evolution. Whenever those five men have entered the ring and found their place, I will each ask them one question. That question will be: why are you going to win the match at Evolution? So without further adieu, introducing the first participant: Max...Daemon!The camera cuts to the stage as "Dead Bite" by Hollywood Undead hits on the PA. Max stumbles out from the back. He has a plastic cup of something in his hands and his hooded jacket loosely hangs off his shoulders. Despite his state, Max just looks angry. He drinks what's left in the red Solo cup before tossing it to the side. He spits out a bit of it off the stage before beginning his descent. Billy: Max Daemon looking to capture his second ever title at Evolution.Chris Avery: Something tells me Max has a lot more on his mind than just the US Title.Max fixes his jacket back on his shoulder and ignores any fans who wants a high-five and clap him on his shoulder. He reaches ringside and slides under the bottom rope. Max walks up to Nate, getting in his face and locking eyes. Nate looks down for a few moments before matching Max's. The two enjoy a little staring contest before Nate moves aside to gesture towards one of the mics. Max shakes his head and approaches the pointed-to microphone. He stands behind the table and grabs the mic. He looks behind him and yells something at Adilene Floyd. Sure enough, she hands him her chair. Max unfolds it and pops a squat on the metal folding chair, putting his feet on the table and waiting for his opponents. Nate Burleson: Introducing the next challenger: Harvey...Marx!"Gold Lust" plays on the PA and Harvey Marx enters the arena in a puff of smoke at the stage. After too long, he saunters down to the ring, locking eyes with Max. Once he enters the ring, he takes his place next to Max. They continue staring for a few more moments before Max focuses his attention back on the stage. Harvey shakes his head and grabs the mic on the table. Nate Burleson: The next challenger: Sam...Kidsgrove!"Unity" by Shinedown hits on the PA system and before too long, Sam Kidsgrove enters, accompanied by Zooey Deschanel. The two of them waste no time and head on down to the ring. Sam attempts to go for Harvey, but Nate gets in between, telling him to keep it civil. After a bit of trading words, Sam makes his way to the mic in the middle, making sure to always keep an eye on Harvey. Zooey stays on the outside, watching the two of them closely. Nate Burleson: The final challenger...welcome back...Graham...Baker!Unlike the others, no music plays. Instead, the crowd serves as enough of a reaction. Max, Harvey, Sam, and Nate follow the noise and see Graham Baker approaching through the crowd. Once he reaches ringside he hops over the barricade and slides into the ring. He grabs a mic off the table and stares at a lackadaisical Max, who, to his credit, locks eyes with him over his feet still on the table. Nate Burleson: And last but not least...the current...United States Champion...Der...Metzger!“Ora Pro Nobis Lucifer” by Behemoth hits and Der Metzger steps out from the back. Much like the others, he doesn't waste anytime approaching the ring. With the United States Title over his shoulder, Der Metzger heads up the steps and enters the ring. He and Graham are the first to spot each other and they go head-to-head and toe-to-toe. Nothing transpires though and Graham backs away at Nate's behest. Metzger grabs a mic off the table. Just then, a group of security guards surround the ring, making sure to keep things nice and controlled. Once all five men are settled and holding microphones, Nate raises his own back to his mouth. Nate Burleson: Gentlemen...all five of you will be competing at Evolution for the prize that Der Metzger currently holds. Max I will start with you...why are you going to win that championship at Evolution?Nate drops the mic, but Max doesn't move. He keeps his feet on the table for a few more moments before speaking. Max Daemon: Drive. Anger. Motivation. Take your fuckin pick, Nickelodeon.Nate doesn't verbally respond, but the way his mouth frowns and his face twitches is enough to show his response. Max gets his feet off the table before standing. Max Daemon: I look at the four of you and I see potential. Potential future World Champions...potential future Hall of Famers...potential future winners...the thing about potential is that it's all bullshit. The more you want the less you will get. You can want to rule the world but you will get nothing but a pink slip. You can want to win a match but you will get nothing but failure. You can want revenge...Max looks to Graham. Max Daemon:...a false trophy...Then to Harvey. Max Daemon:...success in this ring...To Sam. Max Daemon:...or dominance anywhere you can go.To Metzger. Max Daemon: And all you will get...is me beatin all ya' sons a' bitches. I might have failed to beat all of you, but with the exception of that piece of shit right over there...Max points to Graham. Max Daemon:...my losses to you assholes are bullshit. And that was when I didn't have anythin ta' fight for or to lose. Now? The way I see it this is all I got. And I don't like it when people try to take what I have. So unlike all of you motherfuckers, all I give a shit about is family, my friends, and this. My friends and family aren't here and won't pay the bills. So the way I see it: I finally beat all of you, I get that fuckin championship, and I prove to AW, I prove to CBS, I prove to every piece of shit on this roster who thinks I ain't shit--and I can only...HOPE...they're watching--and then go on to prove why having nothing to lose...means you have everything...to gain.Max tosses the mic on the table before sitting back in his seat. He folds his arms in front of him on the table and buries his face in them. Nate Burleson: Harvey, You have the least wrestling experience of anyone in this match. Do you have what it takes to be the US Champ?Harvey Marx: I hear you Nate...But I'm more comfortable with this than you might think. I'm new to wrestling, but I'm an old pro when it comes to circus acts like what this has turned into. I never wear the same thing twice but I'll make an exception for this match. I can't think of anything better than my old ringmaster costume! What's gonna happen when The Big Ticket steps into the ring with
*Looks to Max*
Harvey Marx: A whiner.
*At Sam*
Harvey Marx: A diva
*At Baker*
Harvey Marx: A jackass
*At Metzger*
Harvey Marx: And a COWARD?
We'll find out at Evolution IV.Harvey puts the microphone back on the table. Nate Burleson: Sam, you have the chance to make history and become the first ever 4 time champion, how do you feel?Sam Kidsgrove: Well Nate, I'd be lying if I didn't say I was a little humbled at the idea that I, a nobody from a little village in the middle of England can make history like this. It's truly a blessing.It's just a shame that it's a little tarnished by the company I have to keep to win it again. We have a thief, a cuck, a charlatan and a guy who won the title and then refused to defend it for so long that we had to create a new division just so the fans could have something to look forward to. I am excited about winning that title again, removing the stench of this so called reign of his and once again representing the people as their champion against all and sundry. The fact it hasn't been happening is nothing short of a disgrace and I absolutely can't wait to get it back. I can't wait to get the title back, I can't wait to get my Golden Globe back, I can't wait to get Zooey's ambassador status at PETA back and I can't wait to challenge myself against Graham Baker again. You see, I was denied my rematch with him, sure I won the title from him but I wanted a rematch because you have to prove yourself against the best and put any doubt of luck or whatever to bed. I was denied that when he refused the request and set up in the tag division. He's got nowhere to hide now, same as Metzger, same as Max, same as Harvey. All of them have a reckoning, it's not gonna be pretty and I'm not gonna play nice. Nate nods his head and turns towards Graham, who simple tosses the microphone out of the ring. He nods his head and starts cracking his knuckles. Max rises to his feet, folding up the steel chair. Nate turns towards Metzger, who wastes no time and starts punching at Graham. Graham holds his own and the two starts exchanging blows. On the other side, Harvey and Sam starts trading shots. Billy: Shitfire! We're breakin down big here Chris!Chris Avery: These 5 men have been unable to coexist for longer than 10 minutes, what the hell did Nate think this would accomplish?!Metzger punches Graham to the mat, backing up a bit long enough for Max to try and throw his chair at Metzger from across the ring. Unfortunately, he catches it and sends it back into Max's face. Max slides out of the ring just as security bum rushes in to try and break everything up. Four men try to keep Metzger back while two men each separate Harvey and Sam who still want to go at each other. Billy: I think we have order here!Graham comes back out of nowhere, hopping from the table onto Der. At that same time, Sam gets lose and tackles Harvey over the table. All four men soon meet in the middle, trading shots with each other. As security attempts to intercede, they too are taken down with shots from the four wrestlers. Down the hard cam, we can see Max climb back on the apron. Chris Avery: This is absolute chaos!Max springboards up to the top rope before diving down onto the security, his opponents at Evolution, and any other entity in between. On the outside, we can see Nate calling for more security. He gets his wish as more guards slide into the ring. Billy: We're gonna need the National Guard! The Army! The Navy! The marines!Chris Avery: Nobody's gonna be able to keep them apart!Billy: The Coast Guard! The Air Force! The local Hell's Angels!A couple of guards manage to drag a fighting Graham out of the ring whilst they do the same for Max and Harvey. In the ring, we see Sam in one corner being held down by guards and Metzger in the opposite corner finding himself in the same position. On the outside, Graham and is sent over the crowd, being dragged away by guards who aren't finding it easy. Around ringside, Harvey is being stuck into one corner barricade, finding his eyes unable to conjure up an escape whilst Max is being dragged up the ramp. He isn't fighting much beyond trying to not be touched, but the smirk on his face tells us. Billy: It's Evolution! A 5-way match for the US Title! Metzger, Kidsgrove, Marx, Baker, and Daemon! Who the hell's walkin out with the championship?!With that, the feeds fades to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:04:10 GMT -5
QDT, Jenna Bauer, and James Nightingale Segment
We move to the parking lot. A black Sudan pulls up. The drivers’ door opens and out jumps QDT. The crowd cheers for the recently returned Havoc standout. He runs eagerly around to the passenger side of the car, helping to assist Jenna Bauer out of the car. He lands a tender kiss on her cheek, they are both radiating with love as the crowd continues to cheer at their arrival. Billy: QDT AND JENNA BAUER ARE IN THE HOUSE!!Chris Avery: They will be desperate to find out if the challenge they laid down to The Nightingales will be accepted.The camera then moves backstage to Alice walking down the corridor, her baseball bat rested over her shoulder. The crowds cheers quickly descend into a chorus of boos upon the sight of The Hard as Fuck Girl, who is being flanked by MS-13. Billy: And there is Alice, last week she appeared ready to answer her former love interest's challenge.Chris Avery: But where is her husband? Last week also showed that there is trouble between Alice and The Angel of Death.Billy: This war of Alice’s, Nightingale appears reluctant to get involved, even though it ended up destroying his chances of winning Havoc. Is this the end of the couple?The camera then shows James Nightingale, sitting on his own in a dark room. The door opens, light entering causing James to turn his face away. James Nightingale: Leave me be…Thomas Gray, Nightingale’s lawyer, puts his head through the door. Thomas Gray: Here you are.He ignores Nightingale’s demand and enters the room, with a sealed envelope in his hand. Nightingale turns to Thomas. James Nightingale: I said leave me be, Thomas.Thomas smiles then continues to disregard Nightingale’s command and proceeds to stand by his side. Thomas Gray: If I may say so sir, Adrian and the men, they are… concerned... about your mindset. Whispers are beginning to creep in that you no longer have the desire for your campaign.Thomas’s words cut Nightingale deep, he winces and turns his head. Thomas raises the envelope. Thomas Gray: Perhaps this will help refocus The Angel of Death…He passes the envelope to Nightingale, who reluctantly takes it. He proceeds to stand as he opens the envelope and removes the contents. He stares at the contents: pictures, as a frown forms across his brow. He grits his teeth as a vein can be seen pulsing in his forehead. He returns the photo to the envelope. James Nightingale: Are these real?Thomas remains seated; he presses his glasses back over his nose. Thomas Gray: I’m afraid they are… how will you deal with this?He turns his head to Nightingale, who is now standing with his head against the wall, deep in thought. He appears to be talking to someone else when suddenly he bangs his right fist against the wall. James Nightingale: I presume they are all at the arena already?Thomas Gray: They are, Adrian has checked in already.Nightingale turns and heads to the exit, opening the door, he stops in the doorway. After a moment of reflection, he turns his head back towards Thomas. James Nightingale: I am acutely aware that I made Alice change from the sweet, loving mother she once was… into the BITCH she’s become… I think it’s about time I teach my wife a lesson. Do not inform Adrian of my impending arrival, do you understand?Thomas nods at Nightingale; he has always been fiercely loyal. James exits the room with purpose, his destination… The Midwest Arena!
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:05:42 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:06:16 GMT -5
Carter Shaw Segment
The camera switches over to the inside of an AW production truck where the crew is seen wearing black polos with Philidor patches embroidered on their left sides. Carter Shaw: Excellent work, gentlemen, excellent work! Keep it going! I want tonight to run as smoothly as possible!Crew Member: We’ll do our best.Carter Shaw: What’s your name again?Crew Member: Reid.. Reid Johnson.Carter places his hands firmly on the man’s shoulders and leans over, his volume dropping to a loud whisper as he gets closer. Carter Shaw: Don’t disappoint me, Reid.Carter releases and gives a couple of playful smacks against his shoulders before starting a slow pace around the inside of the truck. The tension in the air stays thick as the camera cuts.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:07:09 GMT -5
Downfall & Dionysus Segment
Scene switches backstage to show the interior of a locker room, and a discussion, already in progress. Dionysus: -How about the Double Dip?Dionysus and Downfall are both in the locker room, in their ring gear. Downfall is winding black wrist tape around his hands, and he bites it off quickly. But when he hears Dion's suggestion, he looks up at him incredulously, eyebrows knit in consternation. Downfall: Would you stop talking about Tostitos for fucksake and FOCUS?Dionysus: ...No, I meant for our finisher...Downfall blows a breath out, closing his eyes and mentally starting a count. When he opens his eyes, they're narrowed, and he snarls a little. When he speaks, he bites off words between every breath as if he's straining to push them through clenched teeth. Downfall: Dion. You have. Already contributed. So much to this partnership. You suggested the Vanguard name, the aesthetic, put together the social media, you are very good at all of that, and I recognize the power of branding. But, I am telling you this right now, if we go out there, and perform a move called the Double Dip, I won't have to worry about stepping up to face the Following, I'll just beat the shit out of you.Dionysus looks amused. Downfall stands, looking up at Dion with his muscles tensed. Dionysus: Touchy, touchy.Downfall: I'm bout to slap you. Focus. Tonight we go out there and prove ourselves by kicking ass and putting the Tag division on notice. The Tag Team titles themselves are being contested by Caps Lock tonight, and that unworthy team getting a rub while the titles aren't even being defended at Evolution makes me sick. And it should you, too.Dionysus still chuckles, but then he looks Downfall in the eye, getting serious. Dionysus: You don't have to worry about me. I fought hard to get where I am, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let anyone else crush my dreams. I'll do the salsa all over their faces. I'll -Downfall: GOD DAMMIT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT CHIPS AGAIN.Dionysus: Maybe Frito Lay could sponsor our team, we wear the logo out there on our -Downfall: Enough!Downfall starts to walk out of the locker room. Dionysus, still fucking around with Downfall, keeps pace, mocking him. Dionysus: Okay, how about the Toboggan as a signature move name, that's not directly Tostito's related...Downfall: ...I've already got something good picked out name-wise... just like we practiced.Downfall and Dion walk down the hall towards the ring.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:09:08 GMT -5
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:30:56 GMT -5
The Vanguard vs. Devils Gate's Dwade and Kuraim
An eerie hum fills the earholes of the tens of thousands in attendance. The ActionTron5000 lights up with violent and possibly satanic images. The hum morphs into “Ora Pro Nobis Lucifer” by Behemoth and two masked man emerge from the smoke filled stage. Billy: DEVIL'S GATE IS HERE!The lights spookily flicker and start to illuminate the arena as the acolytes of Der Metzger make their way down the ramp. Once they get to the ring, Kuraim slides in while Dwade climbs onto the ring apron. He enters the ring and paces back and forth, while Kuraim starea threateningly at Adilene, who is avoiding them like der schwarze tod. Adilene Floyd: This destructive force... already in the ring… now residing in Castle Rock, Maine… DWADE AND KURAIM... WELCOME TO... DEVIL'S... GATE!!!The fans boo, not because of anything they have done yet, but because they are creepy. Chris Avery: This team was successful… albeit not in the way they were hoping for… a few weeks back when they teamed with Der Metzger against Harvey Marx, Sam Kidsgrove, and Max Daemon.Billy: Thanks, Captain History Lesson!Chris Avery: I was just trying to give some context to this mostly unknown team. What’s your problem?Billy: My got-dang sugar is crashin’, man.The opening power chords of "Carry The Flame" by Unleash the Archers hit on the PA, and on the tron the shield motif of the Vanguard comes on the video, interspersed with footage of Downfall and Dionysus' team hitting several moves in the Havoc match, and their clasp of hands in the middle of the ring. "All the time we had is wasted and gone, and all I ask is one moment more Hold fast onto that flickering flame, or tell me what has all this been for But I need you to remember, the power was in you all along You must remain despite all the pain and bring hope to those who have none Promise me you will be the one..." Downfall and Dionysus walk out onto the stage from opposite sides, and they meet in the middle of the stage and clasp hands, then turn to the ring and extend their other hand out with a fist as they shout out towards the crowd. The people at ringside give a huge show of respect for the two of them as they walk down side by side, Dionysus raising his arms to get the reaction of the crowd, Downfall cracking his neck to the side in an aggressive manner. They both climb onto the apron and stand next to the ropes with one fist extended to the crowd, before entering the ring. Chris Avery: Where’d Adilene go?Billy: She went to get me a deeeluxe slurpee.Both teams are ready for action packed action and the opening bell tolls. Dwade and Dionysus start things off in the middle of the ring. Dwade recklessly charges at Dionysus, who sidesteps and Dwade hits the ropes. On the way back, Dion connects with a great hip toss. Dwade lands hard on his hip and has trouble getting back to his feet. Chris Avery: Rough landing for Dwade. Yikes.Dion measures Dwade and then hits him with a big boot. Dwade hits the mat hard and Dion sits him up, then hits the ropes and boots his head once again. As he goes to cover Dwade, Kuraim comes in hot but trips on the rope getting in… sending him face first into Dion’s ribcage. Billy: I don’t think these Devil’s Gate boys is ready for the big leagues. They already makin’ mistakes.Kuraim rolls to the apron and Dion gets to his feet, feeling the effects of that hazardous headbutt. Downfall waves at him and he walks over. They make a tag and Dion goes to the apron. Chris Avery: Hopefully he’s okay. Looks like he’s already starting to bruise.Downfall pulls Dwade up from the mat, and gets a jawbreaker from the Devil’s Gate goon. Downfall takes a step back and reaches out for Dwade, but not in time… as Dwade is stumbling toward his own corner. He tags Kuraim by slapping him across the chest. Kuraim sighs and steps between the ropes, looking in a direction that Downfall is not standing in. Billy: See what I mean! He can’t even see straight! How’s he gonna fight the Beast Unleashed in that condition?!Kuraim shakes his head and gets his focus back, then charges at Downfall. The two lock up in the center of the ring. Downfall starts with an arm twist, then he hammerlocks Kuraim behind his back. He uses his free hand to swing for a devastating lariat. Billy: BABY-LON BURNIN’!Chris Avery: It’s Babylon Burning, Billy.Billy: That’s what I said!Chris Avery: There’s the cover!ONE! TWO!! THR--NOOO!!! Just in time, Dwade makes the save by double axe handling Downfall’s back. He clubs away at him until Dionysus pulls him off. The two engage in fistacuffs before Dionysus gets in some serious strikes. He pulls Dwade in and hoists him up in a stalling brainbuster. Downfall comes in with a Black Mass style roundhouse kick to the side of Dwade’s head, then Dionysus completes the move by dropping him with a brainbuster. Billy: OUT! ON! YOUR! SHIEEEEEELD!!!!They rolls Dwade out of the way and pull Kuraim up off of the mat. They northern irish whip him off the ropes. On the return, Dionysus throws him in the air and catches him with a popup powerbomb, as Downfall catches him on the way down with double knees to the back, culminating in a devastating powerbomb onto a double knee backbreaker. Chris Avery: TWO WOOOOOLVES!!Downfall covers Kuraim. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! Billy: SHITFIRE! THEY DONE DID IT!
They get up and celebrate as an ActionTron lights up on screen.
Billy: Whoa!! Check that out!! A three way #1 contender for the Tag Team Championships at Evolution IV!
Chris Avery: And we know later tonight, Mason Jones will ask someone officially to be his partner!
Billy: What a match! Evolution IV is shaping up to be amazing!
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:32:35 GMT -5
Frank Lowe Seg
Backstage, Raging Frank Lowe is standing before the curtain in Gorilla Position flanked, as he had always been for the past year, by Shooter and Noose. Lowe checks his wrist tape and does some light neck stretches. Lowe narrows his vision as he thinks, and when he speaks, the surprise on the faces of the Hangmen is brutally obvious. Raging Frank Lowe: You boys can take tonight off. I’ve got this one.Shooter cocks his head to the side like a dog. Shooter: You serious?Lowe turns his head just enough that Shooter can see the side eye Lowe’s giving regarding the second guessing. Shooter: Sorry, I just… Bull is here, uh, somewhere…Noose: He could…Lowe barks gruffly. Raging Frank Lowe: ENOUGH! Lowe scowls. Raging Frank Lowe: I’ve got this. I beat this old man like a fucking dog once already; it’s not gonna be too difficult to do it again. I want Bull to see me destroy this motherfucker. I want him to see the preview of Evolution. I want him to know just how fucked he is.A perverse smirk crawls across Lowe’s face as he thinks silently for a beat. Raging Frank Lowe: One more thing…A long pause. Noose gets impatient as he waits. Noose: What is it, boss? What’s the thing?Lowe’s smirk becomes a twisted, toothy grin. Raging Frank Lowe: I pulled some strings. You two will be the enforcers for the match at Evolution, you’ll be legal officials, and most importantly, you will help me teach Bull his final fucking lesson. Shooter and Noose look at each other with a shared concern. Shooter speaks up. Shooter: Are you…Lowe’s head whipped around so the men’s eyes locked on one another. Shooter’s question changed to a statement. Shooter: Alright. Got it.Noose nervously throws in his two cents. Noose: Uh, yeah, um, good, uh, plan, boss. Lowe nods. Raging Frank Lowe: Good. That’s what I fucking thought. A long pause allows the silent tension to fester and grow even less comfortable. Raging Frank Lowe: My match is up. You two should get outta here. As soon as I beat this geriatric, I’m leaving, too. Shooter: Ok.Noose: Good luck, boss. Lowe’s face contorts to a look of disgust. Raging Frank Lowe: Get the fuck out of here with that luck bullshit. I don’t need luck to beat this AARP posterboy, Noose. That motherfucker has ball hairs older than I am. I’ll probably break his fucking hip with a nasty stare.The scene fades back to ringside for entrances.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:33:57 GMT -5
Randy Buster vs. Frank Lowe
We cut back to the ringside area where Randy Busters music hits and he begins coming down to the ring. Billy: Wow, and tonight we see Randy Buster and Frank Lowe go one on one in a singles match!Chris Avery: Randy Buster was announced as an entry in this years Prince Jimmy Dean Memorial Battle Royal! Of course, Prince Jimmy Dean a great superstar from the past who sadly passed away a few years ago. Billy: And we know Frank Lowe will be trying to teach Corey Bull a lesson at Evolution IV! A Student vs. Teacher match!Chris Avery: Bull was forced to join Lowe's Hangmen but it just didn't work out!Frank Lowes music hits and he comes down the ramp with The Hangmen following close behind. Obviously, we don't see Bull, but Frank leads them down and gets into the ring. Billy: This could be a hard hitting afair!DING DING DING Buster and Lowe tie up but Lowe gets the upperhand hitting a headlock takedown! Buster fights back up but shoves Lowe into the ropes and hits a chop! A second chop! Another slap to the chest and whips him to the ropes following him in with a knee to the gut! He goes for a DDT but Lowe hangs onto the ropes and Buster hits his back on the canvas! Billy: Wow! What impact!!Corey Bulls music hits and PYRO blasts off the stage!! Chris Avery: WHOA!! The Hangmen go up the ramp as Lowe spits outside of the ring! The ref leans through the ropes to calm everyone down BULL IS IN THE RING!! HE SLIDES IN AND HITS A 360 LARIAT ON LOWE!! BULL SLIDES OUT OF THE RING!! Lowe stumbles up and Randy Buster grabs Lowe and hits the BRAINBUSTER!! The ref turns back around!! Randy covers him!! One! Two! Three! Lowe kicks out but its too late!! Billy: BUSTER WITH AN UPSET!!Chris Avery: BUSTER WINS! BUSTER WINS!!Buster rolls out as Hangmen slide into the ring! Billy: Bull just cost Lowe the match!!Lowe gets up and is pissed off beyond measure!! The Hangmen don't understand what happened! Bull is on the ramp now and he's pointing at Lowe telling him he's the one thats going to be taught! Lowe is pissed and kicks the ropes! We fade to a commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:35:17 GMT -5
Lissie Hope Segment
We open up backstage in Alexander Pasternak’s office. He’s on the telephone, nearing the end of presumably an important phone call. Jaice Wilds sits across from him, rolling a strip of packing tape across the brim of his fedora, trying to remove the lint and dust. The sound of the tape being pulled on and off breaks the quiet nature of the call, and you can see Pasternak getting progressively more annoyed - oblivious Jaice finds it amusing. Alexander Pasternak: Jaice…He mouths his name, trying to get his attention, hoping to shut him the fuck up. Jaice doesn’t notice. Alexander Pasternak: ...fantastic, we’ll see you soon. I’m glad you’re signing on for Evolution, we’re happy to have you…Pasternak hangs up and just stares daggers at Wilds. Wilds has a goofy grin on his face and never looks up. Alexander Pasternak: Do you have to do that right now? Right this second?Jaice Wilds: What? I wanted my hat to look sharp for tonight!Alexander Pasternak: ...why? You’re not going out to the ring for anything.Blinks. Alexander Pasternak: Couldn’t you just use a lint roller?Blinks. Alexander Pasternak: Nevermind.There’s a loud knock at the door. Jaice Wilds gets up to answer it but the person on the other side doesn’t wait. The door opens right into Jaice’s face and the fedora falls to the ground, the brim bent. Wilds grabs it and sits in the corner, fuming. Alexander Pasternak: Hello Lissie, welcome. I’m glad you’re here.Lissie nods to Pasternak but just looks over at Wilds, who is trying to fix the bend in his hat. Lissie Hope: Is he alright? He looks like he’s going to cry.Alexander Pasternak: Please, sit.Lissie sits across from Pasternak, a gritty smirk on her face. Pasternak fixes some papers on his desk, folds his hands in front of him and stares into her dark eyes. Alexander Pasternak: I didn’t like what I saw last week, Lissie.Lissie rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, like a petulant child in the principal’s office. Alexander Pasternak: I don’t know what you’re trying to prove, who you’re trying to scare -- but it’s time you remove that boulder from your shoulders if you ever want to be taken seriously in this industry again. I will not allow you to embarrass this company or subject us to lawsuits. You are never to purposely injure departing talent ever again, you hear me?Lissie Hope: Maybe you should ask daddy if what we did last week was out of line. I’m not sure he’d be on your side.Alexander Pasternak: What is that supposed to mean?Lissie Hope: Someone needed to take out the trash, Alex. Maybe you should stop giving these opportunities to people who don’t deserve them, and stop neglecting the people who do -- namely…Alexander Pasternak: You?Lissie shrugs her shoulders. Alexander Pasternak: No one has been a bigger cheerleader for you back here than me, Lissie. You know that. But I also won’t allow you to make a fool of me.Lissie Hope: Did you get me a marquee match?Alexander Pasternak: You will not represent Action Wrestling like this anymore.Lissie Hope: DID YOU GET ME A MARQUEE MATCH?Lissie’s anger is punctuated by a pound of the fist on his desk. Alexander Pasternak: Yes… I did.Lissie Hope closes her eyes and exhales, shaking the anger out from her fingertips. Her facial expression changes from frustration to catharsis in an instant. Lissie Hope: Thanks, Alex.Lissie scoots out from her chair and starts to leave the office. Before she does, she “accidentally” steps on Jaice’s fedora. Jaice Wilds: MOTHERF---The door closes behind her and we get back to ringside.
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Post by Action Reel on Jun 14, 2021 22:37:54 GMT -5
Billy: And we know Hajeet and NATE will be in it too!
Chris Avery: I can't wait! Prince Jimmy Dean Memorial Battle Royal will be dope!
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