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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:00:04 GMT -5
Before Clash can begin we see footage from earlier in the afternoon. Pyro blasts off inside the arena and the crowd is going crazy for this Post-Evolution show! Billy: WELCOME... EVERYBODY.. TO MONDAY NIGHT CLASH!!Chris Avery: TONIGHT! FOUR SUPERSTARS WITH A HUGE OPPORTUNITY!! A #1 CONTENDER MACH BETWEEN MASON JONES, REGAN VOORHEES, SPENCER ADAMS AND LISSIE HOPE! ONE OF THEM WILL BE FACING BRAND NEW WORLD CHAMPION CARTER SHAW IN TOKYO, JAPAN AT TOKYO FITE! Billy: TONIGHT IS SORT OF A NEW SEASON FOR ACTION WRESTLING, RIGHT? UNOFFICIALLY OF COURSE, BUT TONIGHT IS LIKE KICKING OFF A NEW ERA! LAST NIGHT WE HAD BAKER AND KIDSGROVE IN THE FINALS OF THE UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP GLORY TOURNAMENT AND BAKER WENT HAYWIRE! BAKER LOST HIS MARBLES!Chris Avery: HE STRUCK TWO OFFICIALS, HE SHOVED ZOOEY DOWN AND HE BEAT KIDSGROVE TO A BLOODY PULP! WILL WE HEAR FROM EITHER OF THESE TWO MEN AND WILL ALEXANDER PASTERNAK INFORM US WHO OFFICIALLY WON GLORY?!Billy: WE HA-
The ActionTron lights up with Jaice holding the new Championship..
Pasternak tells him to take it off and Jaice gets sad.
Alexander Pasternak: What are you doing? You're never going to be Champion.. ever.
The crowd laughs.
Alexander Pasternak: Now help me decide a #1 contendership match for this new CBS All Access Championship.
Jaice Wilds: The X Championship!
Alexander Pasternak: Yeah, you can say that I guess? Anyways it's cross-branded, so Biggs is putting together a match.. we need to as well.
Jaice and Cormack put their thinking caps on.
We take a commercial break.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:02:12 GMT -5
Johnny Dangerously vs. Lester Parrish
Johnny Dangerously just strolls down the ring with the briefcase like he's casing the joint and the crowd on the way to the ring Billy: Johnny has that Old Vegas about him.Chris Avery: Ohhh, I was thinking he had a Newark feel about him.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: Parish full of calm intense violence!Chris Avery: Is that an oxymoron?DING DING DING Dangerously grabs Parish 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 Parish out of the corner into the opposite turnbuckle and lets Lester stumble out and hits a scoop slam! Dangerously stomps on Parish and lifts him back up hitting a suplex! Dangerously goes for a cover! ONE! TWO! Parish kicks out. Dangerously grabs Lester and hits a few chops and sends him to the ropes and goes for a clothesline! Parish ducks and lets Dangerously turn around and hits a wicked back elbow! Dangerously drops down to the canvas before rolling to his knees where the man formerly known as Mr. Abraham meets him with a kick to the head! Parish pins Dangerously! ONE! TWO! Dangerously gets a shoulder out and rolls to the corner where Parish helps him to his feet just to whip him out of the corner into the other turnbuckles hitting a powerslam! Lester Parish pins Dangerously! One! Two! Dangerously gets another shoulder up. Billy: Whoa I thought he almost had it!Chris Avery: I thought he did!This time Parish picks up Dangerously and goes for a belly to belly suplex but Dangerously gets out of it smashes Parish in the gut to double him over and hits DDT!! Lester is out! Dangerously covers! One! Two! Thre- NO!! Billy: Lester gets a shoulder up!Chris Avery: He got the big man down! Impressive for a 5'10 maniac!Dangerously whips Parish to the ropes and goes for a kick but Lester catches the boot and whips Dangerously around and hits a leaping sidewalk slam! Parish has him down for the count! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Billy: WOW! LESTER WITH A BIG WIN!Chris Avery: JOHNNY WAS CLOSE BUT IT WAS LESTERS NIGHT!!Parish is up and posing for the win. Dangerously rolls out of the ring. Chris Avery: MASSIVE Victory!Billy: Johnny will come back from this stronger than ever!We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:04:01 GMT -5
Byron Bathory v Hilbert Horton V.
The opening riff of Bad To The Bone by George Thorogood hits the PA as the tron shows videos of Hilbert Horton V laughing maniacally. Hilbert Horton V strides out, smirking and twirling his mustache, while Niles No-Good creeps behind him, nervously grinning. He lets out a maniacal laugh to the sky, arms outstretched, then begins marching down to the ring, Niles racing ahead of him to ringside. As Hilbert walks down the ramp he pranks kids and feigns punching adults. Babies cry at his mere presence. Adilene Floyd begins to announce Hilbert, but is stopped by Niles who takes the mic. Niles No-Good: Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you, the Arch-Nemesis of Action, grappling out of the great land of Hortonshire, England, weighing a beastly 240 pounds, the one and only Hilbert! Horton! The Fifth!Hilbert proudly stomps up the stairs to the ring, twiddles with his moustache again, then steeples his fingers as he looks towards his opponent, an evil grin on his face. Niles retreats to the corner, shouting at the opponent or crowd as he does so. Chris Avery: This match seems to be about a choice between who's the evillest of the up-and-comers here in AW, the Arch-enemy of Action or the Sin-Eater.Billy: Ah, but what makes someone truly "bad", is their inclination towards wickedness innate or is there some series of reactions that lead them to make the choices they do in life? Are we the sum of our experiences, or is the human quandary of morality little more than a facile lie that is contradicted by the darkness in our hearts?Chris Avery: Billy, I -.... WHAT??Billy: I mean. Shit fire! Lamb tacos! Catchphrases!!Adilene Floyd: And his opponent... accompanied by Lady Envy... he weighs in at 245 lbs... "THE SIN EATER"... BYRON BATHORY!!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. As the bell rings, and Lady Envy goes down to the floor, neither competitor is making the first move, with the knowledge that both of their respective opponents are too good (or, perhaps, wicked) that mistake is one too many. Finally, Bathory approaches Horton with a confident grin and stands in front of the villain. He says something disgusting no doubt and looks back to the legions of fans who hate him. When he turns his attention back to Hilbert it’s already too late, as Hilbert lays in a stinging knife edged chop right there. Bathory curses as he stumbles away from Horton, trying to catch his wind. The Dashing Do-Badder is more than willing to sit back and let the message sink into Bathory’s head. Chris Avery: Both of these men are nearly equal in terms of size and reach, so it's about to be a question of who's really the meanest here.Bathory finally turns back towards Horton and nods his head in mock approval as he claps his hands. His red chest obviously stinging, Bathory offers his hands for a show of strength. Horton cocks his eyebrows and reluctantly accepts the challenge and quickly realizes it was a bad idea. Bathory immediately pushes Horton back and into the corner. Breaking free from Horton’s hands, he fires off a few right hands before taking a few steps back and splashing into the corner with a clothesline that sits Horton down, and then Bathory comes back in, laying in mounted punches to the forehead. The strikes start coming with a rapid-fire speed and intensity, beating Horton down until his head is lolling limply like a rag doll. The referee pushes Bathory away after he counts to five and tells him something. Bathory flips him the bird and paces the ring as the boo’s rain down. Lady Envy laughs and applauds her chosen avatar of sin. Chris Avery: It may not be smart to take your eyes off someone as underhanded as Horton.Billy: Don't these two represent vastly different schools of thought, however, with Bathory representing the wickedness of dogma indoctrinated by religion that makes extremists out of believers and Horton representing the cartoonish villainy of unchecked capitalism.Chris Avery: Billy, I... what is going on with you? What was in your barbecue sauce today?Billy: Perhaps the questions of evil I'm being presented in this match have made me reflect inward philosophically and ask deeper questions.Chris Avery: .....Billy: Or maybe I wanna see someone get smacked in da mouth!!Bathory has finished antagonizing the crowd, turning his attention back on Horton, but the Dashing Do-Badder is already up. He lays in a blistering knife edge chop, and then another. A kick to the back of the knee that brings the slightly taller Bathory down a level, and Horton backs up, hitting a knee strike. Bathory has only begun to fall backwards when Horton turns that into a swinging neckbreaker on the way down. The fans cheer at the massive and lightning quick assault that Hilbert until the very instant that Horton turns and begins cartoonishly twirling his moustache and sneering at them. Horton goes for the cover. One… Two… Kickout. After a moment, Horton lets Bathory get back up. Lady Envy banggs on the mat, and Bathory shakes his head, eyes narrowing at Horton, and saying he won't get caught again. They circle around the ring, going again for a tie-up, and again Bathory with the power advantage, but Horton attacks the knee. Bathory falls to one knee and eats a hard right hand to the face. Bathory quickly rises and regroups in the corner. The cocky smirk is gone and replaced with a sadistic and sinister snarl. Bathory shakes his head and slaps his hands together as he approaches Horton. They go for the tie up again, but this time Bathory kicks him in the gut instead. Grabbing his arm he whips Hilbert into the ropes and knocks him to the ground with a shoulder block on the return. A few stomps has Horton reeling in pain as he tries to stand. Bathory headbutts Hilbert into the corner and follows up with a few shots to the body. An elbow to the face has Horton bleeding from his nose. Bathory grabs Horton and hoists him over with a vertical suplex. He quickly covers. One... Two... Kickout. Chris Avery: It's hard to say whether Bathory has a power advantage or not, but his general strategy is more about beating someone to a pulp, while Horton's reads more about using underhanded tactics.Bathory lifts Horton off the mat and goes to throw a punch, but Horton manages to get a jab in. A stunned Bathory is caught off guard as Horton grabs his head and drives a few knees into his forehead followed by dirty elbows that split his lip open. Horton releases the clinch, backs up and lunges forward with a clothesline that floors Bathory. He transitions down toward the knee of the Sin-Eater. Horton starts trying to wear him down with a knee bar. Bathory yells in pain in the middle of the ring. He lunges towards the ropes, but the Dashing Do-Badder isn’t making it easy. Several long second pass in the hold, and Bathory yells out every time Horton jerks the knee-bar in, flailing his free arms. Lady Envy looks on in concern. Finally, Bathory manages to make it to the ropes. The referee tells Horton to break, but Horton, being eeeeevil, holds the kneebar on. The referee counts to a disqualification... and gets to three before Horton lets go, holding his hands up innocently. Billy: Yeah, sure, we believe that one, Horton is the pinnacle of playing fair!Chris Avery: Now you know if the roles had been reversed, I'm not sure if Bathory would have broken the hold either.Bathory tries to stand on his injured leg, but Horton is like a shark that smells blood and quickly goes back to work. A quick and dirty chop block hits hard in the back of the knee and hamstring, and forces Bathory to collapse on the bad knee. He quickly backs up and executes a harsh boot to the back of Bathory’s head. Bathory falls forward. Horton, gloating, rolls him over for a cover. One... Two... Kickout. Horton looks shocked as Bathory, trying to put some distance between himself and the villain to recover, suddenly gets a burst of energy and slides out of the ring. Horton follows. Bathory turns and catches an off guard Horton with a thunderous clothesline. Horton's head bounces off the thin mats in a sick fashion. Horton holds the back of his head as Bathory continues to regain his composure. He finally approaches Horton, lifts him off his feet, and whips him into the steel post. Horton can’t stop his momentum and goes shoulder first into the cold steel. He ricochets off the post and collapses in a heap. Bathory stalks his prey and drives a few boots into the injured shoulder of Hilbert. He lifts Horton up and wrenches the arm around, manipulating the limb and extending it out fully, then driving the point of his own shoulder into the joint of Horton. A few shoulder blocks later and Horton is on the ground writhing in pain. Bathory smiles at the damage he’s inflicted and goes to work on the arm. He puts Hilbert in a chickenwing and wrenches forward with all his force. Horton shouts in pain as Bathory flings his legs around like a ragdoll, then he throws Horton down. Horton, gasping, is using one good arm to pull himself up on the apron. Bathory pounds Horton over the back until he falls limp. He rolls Hilbert back into the ring and follows suit himself, effortlessly sliding into the cover. One… Two… Thre - Kickout. The crowd reacts as Horton kicks out. Niles No-Good expresses relief that his client is still in this. Bathory smiles as Horton struggles to pull himself over to his side with his good arm. That means he can continue inflicting more pain. Bathory takes a few shots on the injured arm of Horton and lifts him up before slamming his hand onto the turnbuckle. As he goes for it again, Horton fights back and manages to land a quick elbow into the abs of Bathory. With himself free he uses his injured hand to deliver a vicious knife edged chop. Bathory reels backwards in pain and so does Horton as his injured hand feels the effects of the move. Billy: Now that’s an idiot right there, why would he do that? It probably hurt him more than Bathory.Feeling the life back in his hand, Horton executes the maneuver one more time and goes for a double leg takedown, only to find Bathory much more stout than he imagined. Bathory gets his hand in between Horton and his body and uses it to wrap himself around the neck of Horton. Horton rolls and escapes only to catch a right hook to the face. Bathory kicks out the back of Horton’s knees and once Horton topples to a lowered position Bathory rears back and delivers a punishing bicycle kick. One... Two... Thre - Kickout. Bathory stands and yells at the referee for a bit, which gives Horton enough time to stand up again. He charges and gets beneath Bathory from the back and lifts him on his shoulders. With the Sin-Eater on his shoulders, Horton squats and throws Bathory off his back and directly on top of the ring post. Bathory’s lower back hits the cold metal as he tumbles off and lands on the stairs before rolling onto the mats outside. Bathory is in serious pain on the outside. The Dashing Do-Badder doesn’t react at all and merely stands in the ring, waiting for Bathory to return. The ref begins to count. One... Two... Three... Four... Five... He finally makes it to his feet and into the ring, and Horton pounces on him immediately as he targets the lower back with shoulders and elbows and knees. Everything he can throw at Bathory’s back he does until the Sin-Eater is writhing in uncontrollable pain in the middle of the ring. Chris Avery: I don't think we've ever seen Hilbert Horton this relentless!Horton lifts Bathory up and is able to land a Gory Special facebuster. Niles No-Good motions that it's over. Lady Envy has her hands over her face in shock. Chris Avery: MDT connects!One... Two... Three - Kickout. Billy: If you had put James Bond in a trap that escapable, you might as well have tied him to a table with a laser cutting up towards his crotch while you explained your plan.Horton takes the time to do more dirty damage to Bathory while he's down, mounting him in a camel clutch position and punishing him with wicked crossface forearm shots and then using his fingers to fish hook stretch Bathory's mouth and nose. He thus pulls back on Bathory's face until Bathory's neck is arched, and he gives a wicked "NYAHAHA" villain laugh. Bathory lets out a muffled scream of pain, muffled since he has fingers in his mouth. The referee counts to disqualify Horton. Horton breaks the fish hook clutch and he gets to his feet. He lifts Bathory from the mat and lifts him in his arms before dropping his lower back against his knee and press down on Bathory’s head as he stretches the body out. Bathory manages to roll off the knee and trips Hilbert Horton grabbing his foot. In a flash Bathory locks in an ankle lock and wraps his legs around the affected leg to inflict more pressure. It’s now Horton’s turn to scream in pain as the sinews in his ankle are being wrenched and twisted. Chris Avery: Horton probably toyed with Bathory a little too long, and he is paying for it now.Several long seconds tick by as Horton flails his arms and reaches for the ropes. Bathory has made his center of gravity as low as possible to keep Horton from easily crawling over. It takes Horton a long time to finally make it to the ropes, and, as expected, Bathory doesn’t let go until the referee, counting for a disqualification, gets to a full four a half. Chris Avery: Neither of these men have any inclination towards following the rules now, come on, ref!Bathory drags Horton back into the middle of the ring Hilbert his leg and applies the same hold again, eager to break the ankle of Horton. Hilbert screams as his ankle is being Bathory and turned in directions it was never meant for. Again he crawls for the ropes and after what seems like an eternity, he reaches them. Again Bathory holds the submission as long as he possibly can without drawing a disqualification. At length, he does obey the referee, and Lady Envy tells Bathory "finish it my love!" With the hold broken Bathory draws the limp body of Horton to the middle of the ring and goes for a cover. One... Two... Three - Kickout. Bathory doesn’t seem upset in the least and simply goes back to work. He drives a few knees into the leg of Hilbert and mounts him for a series of brutal lefts and rights that shake the villain’s head left and right. He lifts him off the ground and drives an elbow into his face before shooting underneath him and lifting him over in a t-bone suplex. Horton bounces off the mat and rolls outside of the ring, but Bathory is right behind him and immediately continues the offensive. He lifts Horton off the mats and whips him into the barricade. Charging forward he gets a head of steam and spears Horton, or he would have if the Villain hadn’t moved. Bathory’s shoulder hits squarely against the barricade and causes it to shift slightly, but he bears the brunt of the impact. The two men roll around in pain on the outside as the referee starts his customary count. One... Two... Three... Four... Five... both men are starting to stir... Six... Seven... Bathory climbs to his feet barely beats the count. But his rest is short lived as Horton rolls back ready for action. Finally, they get up, and they begin exchanging right hands. They trade biggest shots they can for a second. Horton ducks a stiff right and instead rises with a European uppercut that sends Bathory into the ropes. He bounces off and runs forward only to flipped over with a belly to belly suplex. Horton maintains his grip, lifts Bathory off the ground, transitions behind him and executes a German suplex. He bridges for the cover. One… Two… Three - Still, Bathory manages a shoulder up. Horton has a shocked look, and his usually slicked back hair is noticeably sticking out. He looks over at Niles, and then shakes his head in annoyance. Horton gets to his feet, slapping Bathory over the back of the head and calling him weirdly condescending names like "peasant" and "mountebank". Bathory roars to life with a clothesline, taking Horton down. He jerks Horton back up from the mat in a reverse facelock before he points to Envy, smirking and dropping Horton on the back of his head with a reverse DDT. Chris Avery: Sin With a Grin connects!!Bathory covers... One... Two... Three - Kickout. Bathory takes a moment to breathe and recoup some energy. His eyebrows show consternation, he's still enjoying hurting someone, but how is it that Horton isn't staying down, they ask. Horton is laid out, gripping at his neck. After a few moments, Bathory gets to his knees slowly, pulling Horton up with him by the hair. Horton surprises him with a northern lights suplex and a pin. One... Two... Three - Kickout. Chris Avery: Neither one of these men wants to give an inch as they try to outdo the other.After another brief period of recovery, now both men are slowly getting to their feet. They swing for the fences until Bathory grabs the referee and pulls the ref in front of himself. The ref gets nailed in the face by Horton and dropped in a heap on the mat. Bathory takes the opening to jab Horton in the eye and kick him right in the dick. Chris Avery: Now that's EVIL!!Billy: Bathory may be eating the sin from that, but Horton's singing soprano!Horton falls to his knees, holding his groin and coughing loudly. Bathory has a look of intensity on his face as he grimaces, exiting the ring and pushing a cameraman out of the way. Bathory goes to rip the apron up and hunts around under the apron. There's no ref and the cops can't stop him. A few moments later he stands back up with a large chain in his hand. He slides it into the ring and climbs in. He smiles as he wraps the chain around his hand. Now Bathory laughs sadistically, looking at the chain he has. He looks into the ring with an evil grin. Bathory goes back in the ring. The referee is still out. Bathory waits until Horton is to his feet and whips the chain around him and lashes out at Horton. The chain slaps Horton across the face and floors him. Not waiting any longer, Bathory slams the chain onto Horton’s back repeatedly while the fans boo. Bathory wraps the chain around the neck of Horton and pulls backward as he puts his boot on the back of Horton and pushes forward. The Dashing Do-Badder struggles for breath as he tries to fit his fingers in between his neck and the chain. Chris Avery: I value my life, but we need another referee or someone out here quick.Bathory lets the chains come down across the back of Horton another few times, flogging him with it like some demented Ghost Rider. Horton writhes under the assault, but otherwise doesn't move. Bathory snarls angrily, and raises his hands and receives a chorus of boos in return. He tosses the chain out of the ring and goes to check on the referee who is still out. Meanwhile, a mangled and bloodied Horton rolls out of the ring. He's obviously in pain and moving gingerly, but his hands flip the apron up themselves, and he can be seen reaching underneath for something. Bathory can’t see and only notices Horton lying on his back outside. He follows Hilbert to the outside and as he lands, he’s immediately brought down by Hilbert giving him a chair shot to the knee. Horton stands quickly and crashes the chair over Bathory’s head. He continues hitting Bathory across the back and the head until the chair is deformed and useless. Chris Avery: And now Bathory is crumbling under this heinous assault with a weapon!!Billy: Does this not just explicate on the condition that, without a figure of authority maintaining control, E.G. our refereeing official, that men will devolve into savagery and aggression? Are we truly little better than beasts once you scratch beneath the skin?Chris Avery: Alright, this bit has gotten weird.Billy: I KNOW, RIGHT! MEEMAW'S MILK!!The fans cheer as they see the pain written on Bathory’s face. Horton tosses the chair and helps Bathory back into the ring. However, with Bathory down, Horton takes the chance to grip his arms and begin rapid-fire stomps to the head, until the referee comes to. Horton drops for a cover. Weakened, the ref slowly counts. One..... Two.... Three - Kickout. Horton falls backwards off the cover, looking winded and pained from the beating he's taken with the chain, and shocked and appalled that Bathory kicked out. Bathory is laying lifeless on the mat. It takes a lot of grit for Horton to roll slowly back to a vertical base. He uses the ropes to help him up, and motions, waiting for Bathory to stand as well. Bathory to his feet and eats a sharp knife edged chop followed by an elbow. He whips Bathory off to the ropes. On the return, Bathory ducks the clothesline and keeps going forward, but as he bounces back off he runs right into a drop kick. Horton stands and tries to regain himself from the move. His nose hasn’t stopped bleeding the entire match and has caused him to lose quite a bit of blood. Bathory isn’t any better as he’s bleeding from above his eyes and his mouth. Horton waits for Bathory to stand, kicks him in the gut, and grabs his head for the Gearbomb. Bathory blocks the attempt, wraps his arms around the back of Hilbert and drives his hips forward sending Hilbert over in a suplex. He lunges at Bathory, but is caught with a right and a quick knee to the gut. Bathory puts Horton’s head between his legs. Chris Avery: Bathory countered out of the World-Reknowned Gearbomb... now he's calling for the Devour!He tries several times to life Horton up, but the Dashing Do-Badder keeps his center of gravity low and falls to his knees, blocking it as well. Bathory hammers the back of Horton and instead falls back in a piledriver. Horton’s head bounces off the mat as he collapses in the middle of the ring. Bathory takes a few deep breaths before he rolls over for the cover. One... Two... Three - Kickout!! Bathory looks over at Envy, who can't believe it. Bathory shakes his head in disbelief. Grimacing, he stands and readies himself for Horton, who carefully stands to his feet and anticipates the charging Sin-Eater. He ducks out of the way and lands a boot to the gut, turning Bathory over and nailing a spinning tombstone piledriver. Chris Avery: Hilbert Driver!!Horton is laid out from the exertion of lifting (and spinning) Bathory, and Bathory's head jitters and spasms from the impact. Both men are down on the mat. Both men slowly push themselves up, exchanging a slow barrage of rights until they are to their feet again. Horton ducks a punch from Bathory, turns him over and locks him in the Liontamer! Bathory lets out a scream as the damage to his leg comes back into play, Horton puts all of his weight down on as he pulls back, putting a knee to the back of the neck. Chris Avery: Horton has Bathory TIED TO THE TRACKS!!Horton yells for Bathory to give up. Bathory yells in pain as he's bent almost double, with his neck, back, and legs seemingly crossing into the red. His hand wavers over the mat. Horton pulls back on the legs and sinks it in deeper. The referee asks Bathory if he gives up, but Bathory refuses. Still, he's starting to fade, the waving of his hand gets a little slower. Horton jerks the hold in more yet again, and Bathory yells and flails, having to bite his hand to keep from shouting. Horton is giving everything he has to keep the hold applied tightly. Bathory uses his upper body strength to push up, alleviating some tension, and he reaches out for the ropes. Horton walks him back away from the rope. Bathory yells in pain again. Lady Envy is begging Bathory not to tap. Chris Avery: IS HE GOING TO TAP??Horton almost has it finished but JUST WAIT THATS LESTER PARRISH IN THE RING! HE CLOBBERS HORTON!! DING DING DING Lester starts stomping on Bathory!! Billy: THIS ISNT DONE, YET!Chris Avery: COME ON!!Lester keeps stomping Bathory not letting him get up! Finally Lester smiles and just exits the ring as Horton is frustrated with the outcome as well! Horton is arguing with the ref as we fade out.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:06:37 GMT -5
Interview!
We see Jade Riley backstage staring into the camera. Jade Riley: Please welcome my guest at this time; Big Bubba and Darren Marsh.Bubba comes into frame first and is ready to speak. Darren Marsh just stares daggers through the camera lens. Big Bubba: It's come to our attention that this is a handicap match probably inspired to make Darren Marsh look bad, well that's not going to happen!Bubba shakes his head no. Big Bubba: Tonight-Darren Marsh: TONIGHT YOU THUG CRIMINAL PIECE OF CRAP!! YOU'RE GOING TO GET WHATS COMING TO YOU! FIND A TAG TEAM PARTNER, NO ONE WANTS TO TEAM WITH A ROOKIE! NO ONE WANTS TO TEAM WITH A CRIMINAL!Jade Riley: To be fair, you admitted to wrongfully pr-Darren turns to her and just shakes with frustration. She swallows and just stops talking. Darren Marsh: TONIGHT WHEN I END CLARENCE HENDRICKS, WHEN I END HENNY BOY, IM GOING TO DEMAND CHAMPIONSHIP GOLD BE AROUND MY WAIST OR I GO TO THE PAPERS!!Big Bubba: Yeah!! Darren Marsh: THE PAPERS!!Marsh and Bubba walk off as Jade Riley shrugs and shakes her head no. The scene fades out.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:09:14 GMT -5
Chase Jackson vs. John Black
No music or anything. Just a FOLLOWING logo and Chase Jackson emerges from the curtain and onto the stage. Adilene Floyd: From the Following.. CHASE.. JACKSON! He continues walking down the ramp and into the ring. Billy: What a wild entrance for a jobb--Chris Avery: No, Billy! That’s on the list of words we can’t say on the air!The lights goes 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 to everyone. Then he stands in the middle of the ring as his theme cuts off. Chris Avery: Well done, Ms. Floyd. On top of your game as usual.Billy: Uhh but she ain’t --- oh --- I get it.The opening bell tolls and both men meet up in the center of the ring. Jackson flexes and then runs his hands over his washboard abs. Black does not seem impressed. Jackson throws a wild punch and Black ducks it. Jackson turns around and gets a jab… jab… jabby jab from Black. Jackson tries to shake it off and he charges at Black, only to catch a scoop slam right in the center of the ring from Black. Jackson rolls toward the corner and then he uses the ropes to get up. He turns around and Black dares him to try that again. Jackson meets him in the center of the ring and he shoves Black, threatening him with some kind of legal action for that illegal use of a scoop slam. He then points a finger at Black’s chest. Billy: Shoooot. I don’t recommend pokin’ the Black bear like that.Chris Avery: Chase Jackson is no fool, Billy. He knows what he’s doing.Black lays him out with a thick clothesline and Jackson hits the mat with authority. He is quick to his feet and he runs into another clothesline from Black. Up again and before Black can follow up… Jackson drops down and rolls under the bottom rope, finding safety on the floor outside of the ring. The fans pop for Black as he taunts Jackson to get his ass back in the ring. Jackson slides back in and goes at Black with a-- Chris Avery: CUPID’S ARR--NOPE! BLACK DUCKS IT! BLACK HITS THE ROPES AND--Billy: SHITFIRE! HEADLOCK TAKEDOWN FROM CHASE JAAAAACKSON!!!Wow. What a headlock takedown. While down, Black makes sure to keep a shoulder off of the mat. He squirms to his side and pushes Jackson up, still with the headlock held on tight. Black delivers some snug shots to Jackson’s ribs, forcing him to loosen up the hold. Black then transitions behind him and he locks on a crossface chickenwing. Chris Avery: BLACK MAN’S KRYPTONITE!!!!Billy: Oh sure! YOU can say it! But when I say it… I get a call from HR!!!Chris Avery: That’s what he calls that submission hold, Billy.Billy: Oh. Damn.Jackson fights to stay in this, but he is fading fast. He goes down to his knees and Black keeps the hold locked on tight. While he does this, Lindsey climbs up onto the apron… which only briefly distracts Black. If anything, it encourages him to tighten his grip on Jackson. Instead of allowing him to tap out, Black lets go and he stands over Jackson. While he does this, Jackson gets somewhat of a second wind and he reaches up, clutching onto Black and rolling him up. ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! Both men are quick to their feet and Jackson wrecks Black with a brogue kick. Chris Avery: CUPID’S ARRRRROOOOWW!!! THERE’S THE COVER!ONE! TWO!! THR--KICKOUT!!! Jackson gets to his feet and he argues with the official briefly before stomping away at Black while he’s down. The fans boo this man to show their support for Black. Jackson backs up to the corner and he crouches down, stalking his prey like the apex predator he is. Black slowly pushes up to his feet and he turns toward Jackson as he charges in for-- Billy: THERE’S THE LOVE SH--Chris Avery: NOOOOO!!! BLACK CATCHES HIM WITH A DEVASTATING KNEE TO THE HEAD!!!Billy: HE’S GOT HIM CLUTCHED! WHAT’S HE--Chris Avery: THERE IT IS!!!Black hoists Jackson up and crashes him down to the mat with a brainbuster. Billy: CAN I SAY IT?! PLEASE??!!Chris Avery: SURE!Billy: NEGRO--Chris Avery laughs as he slips the headset off of Billy’s head. Billy: NEGRODAMUSSSSSSS!!!!John Black covers Chase Jackson. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! The final bell tolls and “I Get Real Raw” starts to play. Adilene Floyd: The winner of this match… JOOOOHHHNN BLLLAAAAACCCCK!!!!! Billy: John Black wins a big match here tonight against Chase Jackson!
Black rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp slapping five with the fans. Chris Avery: John Black back on his ish, my dudes, he’s back to his winning ways!Just then we see Jade rushing down the ramp and into the ring as Chase Jackson is getting to his feet. Jade Riley gets into the ring and wants an interview with Chase.. Jade Riley: Chase! I know you just had a hard-fought match but in my quest to be a true journalist, I have to know.. What is next for you, CJ Phoenix and Kemp? Whats next for The Following?Chase pauses, searching for the right answer. The crowd begins to cheer. Chris Avery: Chase looks so conflicted right now!The ActionTron lights up before he can respond...Kyle Kemp: Chase! Don’t discuss questions you cannot answer!Chase looks up quickly and we see Kemp is standing in front of the compound and has a stern look on his face. Billy: Things are about to get interesting!Kyle Kemp: Those questions are not meant for you. The only one that can answer what is next is me and here I stand in front of what I built.Kemp turns and motions to the compound behind him. Kyle Kemp: In this house I took hopeless men and women like.. Chase Jackson and Phoenix.. And I showed them a new way. I showed them how to better themselves. I did that! Not Dandy DiVito. Me! The Following was built by me! It was paid for by me! I did it! No one else. I made The Following.The crowd boos Chase look at each other with confusion. Kyle Kemp: And I refuse to watch The Following fall into the hands of a traitorous douchebag like Dandy. That is why, if I can’t have The Following….no one else can.The camera zooms out a bit and we see multiple gas cans sitting next to Kemp. He smiles as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lighter. The crowd is buzzing! Billy: Oh god.. What is he doing!?Kyle Kemp: The Following may “belong” to Dandy now but I will not allow him to once again use my success for his own gain. I won’t allow him to take what I’ve worked so hard to make successful and push me out. That is why The Following will end on my terms. It ends when I say it ends and today….Kemp flips open the lighter and ignites the flame. Kyle Kemp: The Following ends.He tosses it next to the gas cans and a trail of fire starts to burn towards the compound. It picks up speed, feeding off the gasoline until it gets to the front door and the entire building quickly lights on fire. The flames are hot and quickly engulf the entire compound. Chris Avery: I can’t believe that this is happening.Billy: So The Following is no more! Kemp, Phoenix and Chase.. Are still a team right?!Chris Avery: … I.. I don’t know!Chase lowers his head in shame. Kemp looks at the flames burning down the compound silently as we fade away.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:11:26 GMT -5
Handicap Match Clarence Hendricks vs. Darren Marsh & Big Bubba
Siren blast off as Marsh and Big Bubba just head down the ramp straight to the ring. Billy: This should be a good one! It was a handicap match, but Marsh insisted that Hendricks find a tag team partner!Chris Avery: I'd love to do it but I can't wrestle and I hope someone becomes Hendricks tag team partner!Big Bubba and Marsh are in the ring and just want some action right now! The lights fade to dark and the lights begin to strobe as Young MA's Henny'd Up hits for about 10 seconds. During this ten seconds the smoke fills the stage and then the beat drops and the verse begins! As Young MA raps over the loudspeakers, Clarence Hendricks comes walking out raising his hands up to a small chorus of cheers. The lights come back on when the beat drops and comes in a bit harder with the hook. Clarence walks down the ramp mouthing some of the words to the song and getting the crowd hype. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and stays put.. Clarence Hendricks: Ok, ok, ok, Mister Marsh, let me tell you.. finding a tag team partner was tough. I knew it would be. I'm green as goose shit and no one wants to team with a rookie, I get it.The crowd awws. Clarence Hendricks: Nah, don't even trip, listen up. Sometimes it aint about finding a tag team partner.. maybe ya gotta.. buy one.The crowd cheers as.. "Dead Cell" by Papa Roach hits!! Billy: WHOA!! DEAD CELL INC!!Chris Avery: HENDRICKS PAID DEAD CELL INC!!Corey Bull leads his new associates Noose and Shooter down the ramp along with Vixen.. Bull taps Hendricks on the back and they slide under the ropes together!! The music fades and DING DING DING!! Billy: HERE WE GO!!Hendricks ducks Marsh’s attack and hits right hands! Right hands! Right hands! Marsh is whipped to the ropes and gets a kick in the gut! Marsh stops Hendricks from going for his axe kick and shoves Hendricks down! He turns around and Bull whips Big Bubba into Marsh where they crack heads!! Chris Avery: OH MAN!!Bull grabs Big Bubba and hits a chokeslam of some sort! It was ugly but it was effective and just as that happens, Hendrick comes over with an axe kick to the back of the head of Marsh sending him down!! Billy: SHITFIRE!! I LOVE IT!!Chris Avery: BULL AND HENDRICKS PINNING!!ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING Billy: THANKS TO COREY BULL AND DEAD CELL, HENDRICKS HAS ANOTHER VICTORY OVER MARSH!!Hendricks gets up and gets a big bodacious high five from Corey Bull but Dead Cell ain't done yet! Hendricks is taunting on the corner as Noose and Shooter grab Big Bubba and Marsh and pull them out of the ring under the ropes! Corey Bull joins them quickly and grabs the two of them and they drag Marsh and Bubba up the ramp! Billy: What’s happening here?!Hendricks notices and starts smiling and exits the ring too! Hendricks grabs Marsh and helps him up the ramp!! The cameras keep following when they hit the curtain! Chris Avery: What are they doing?!Just then Noose and Shooter have Bubba, but it's Hendricks and Bull who have Marsh and Marsh comes to begging for them to stop! Darren Marsh: PLEASE LET ME GO!! DAMN IT!! PLEASE!! I NEED A WORLD TITLE SHOT!! I NEED A WORLD TITLE SHOT!! LOOK IM DEMANDING YOU PUT ME DOWN DAMN IT!!That's when they all stop. Marshs eyes grow wide. The camera turns and it's a big Dead Cell Inc. armored truck spray painted and owned by Corey Bull. Billy: WHAT ARE THEY DOING!?Chris Avery: WHO KNOWS!!Vixen opens the back doors and Noose and Shooter drag Big Bubba into the truck who is still knocked out. Marsh pleads with Bull but then looks at Hendricks.. Darren Marsh: YOU PIECE OF SHIT!! I KNEW YOU WERE DO-Hendricks his a RIGHT hand across the face of Marsh!! OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH YOU HURT MY TEETH!! Marsh yells as Bull throws him into the armored truck. Noose and Shooter close the back doors and lock it! Corey turns to Hendricks in front of the camera.. Corey Bull: Don't worry, Hendricks. Let's just say we have connections to a small jail that sits on an island 50 miles off the coast of Florida. Buwaha.. you're never going to see Marsh and Big Bubba again!Hendricks smiles as the crowd pops! We can hear Marsh kicking at the door from inside the truck! Billy: HELL YEAH!! WE NEVER HAVE TO SEE HIM AGAIN!!The arena is popping and cheering as Bull climbs into the truck and it drives off! Chris Avery: DEAD CELL INC LIVING UP TO THE NAME! THE FOR HIRE CLEAN UP CREW!Billy: Now Hendricks can focus on new goals for 2021!Hendricks walks off out of frame as the truck is driving off into the distance. The scene fades out.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:12:59 GMT -5
Secret Admirer
We come back from commercial.. theres another delivery driver looking yet again for the Television Champion Claire Hawkins, this time hes carrying a large note with some thing wrapped inside of it. The delivery driver sees her and hands the wrapped package with this inside of it. The Note:baby--
we have no reflection in the mirror,
it lowers its eyes
discreetly.
Honey,
there are times when I grow so homesick
for your hair,
your eyes,
your skin,
that my fingertips go still and sleep,
so that they can find, by touch, their dreams of you.
You are the only one I love,
but this is not the only poem that carries my love--
I will fold them,
and lay them,
in Wiccan patterns on my wooden floor to guide you.
Find them in the silver slant of moonlight.
Follow the night-bloom scent of jasmine.
Look for my room, softly lit and waiting.
- someone who dreams of you
Hawkins just stares at the note and the scene fades out.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:14:52 GMT -5
Contract Signing For Tokyo Fite
Chris Avery: Here we are folks, the ring is set, the stage is set and the time is now for the Tokyo Fite match between Odin Balfore and the God King, Dune.Billy: Now, we haven’t seen much of Dune but our fans and dedicated watchers of the Action Wrestling Network will know Dune quite well. Dune is not only a fan favorite, but he is a dangerous powerhouse. Let’s just say that I don’t envy Odin Balfore in the least.Chris Avery: Dune of course, attacking Odin Balfore after getting what he felt was vengeance and tonight, hopefully we’ll have some answers as to why.“Crawl” by Kings of Leon hits the PA system. Billy: I guess we’re going to be joined by the big boss, Torture here tonight for this signing.Chris Avery: You know, if things were to get out of hand tonight, then torture would be the man who can handle himself.Billy: There is a strong chance that this is just a giant powder keg.Torture makes his way to the ring as the crowd chant for him. Crowd: TOR-CHUR, TOR-CHUR, TOR-CHUR Once in the ring, he gets a mic from Adeline Floyd and addresses the crowd. Torture: St. Louis, how are we enjoying the show tonight?Crowd: YEAAAAA!!!! Torture: Are we ready to head overseas for Tokyo Fite!?Crowd: YEEAAA!!! Torture: Well you’ll be even more pumped after this contract signing between two of the biggest names in pro wrestling!! Because Torture delivers. I ALWAYS deliver. So without any further delay, let’s bring them out and make this TOKYO FITE OFFICAL!“With Oden On Our Side” comes over the PA system. Odin makes his way onto the stage in street clothes, dark blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a slate grey muscle shirt. He makes his way down the ramp as the fans chant for him. Once in the ring, he gets his own mic and talks with Torture. Odin: Tort, we go back a ways. You told these people that you deliver. You stand here and you play in their face. Lets face facts. Call a Spade a spade. We just crowned Carter Shaw as world champion and then you quickly flipped through your word of the day calendar and realized that Carter Shaw isn’t going to pack a house in Tokyo. Well, you got Corey Black verses The World but the problem with that is, Corey Black fighting a world full of no name jobbers isn’t going to pack the house either. So now that leaves you with me, one of the biggest draws in Japan and no one to fight. So what did you do, you called up Dune with a payday he was desperate for, promised it’d be worth his while. Well it won’t be, and he’s going to have to deal with it. He’s going to -
The lights fade as “sign of Evil” Hits the PA. A hulking silhouette steps out onto the stage, backlit as he parts the curtain. A blast of pyro reveals the shadow as Dune himself, his eyes set on the ring. Billy: Shitfire!Chris Avery: It’s Dune! Dune is here!The fans are going insane for Dune as he walks down the ramp, his eyes never leaving Odin. He gets in the ring and takes a mic from the table, again, his eyes never leaving Odin. Dune: “Deal with it…”The crowd pops, but he cuts them off. Dune: By all means, Odin. That’s why I’m here, to deal with it - to deal with YOU!The fans erupt again. Dune: You’re right about one thing, Odin - it’s desperation and greed that makes Torture and his stooges come knocking. But the truth is, they’ve been knocking for years, offering up opponents like lambs to the slaughter. Each time I turn them away. This last time though, it wasn’t them who offered up an opponent - it was ME who DEMANDED one. I wanted the best - a God, and no less. I’ve had my mind made up for a while, but at Evolution, I decided it was time I got your attention. I bided my time - just like I’ve been doing for weeks, months, years on end, waiting for the right opponent to show through - I waited until the final bell, waited until you were softened up and vulnerable for me to make my move. Right down that ramp. Right in your face. That was always the plan.
Try not to be a fool. I’m not here for money. The GOD KING is here to best a true God. I’m here to knock you down, Odin. I’m here to watch you fall.
So sign the contract and accept your fate.”
The fans go ballistic as the two men stare each other down. Chris Avery: The electricity is sparking in the ring already!Odin takes a step in, and Dune follows suit before Torture steps in and holds his arm out. Torture: Whoa, easy now! Come on guys, remember why we’re here! Let’s be civil for just a few more days!The two continue to stare each other down until Dune turns and snatches up the pen. Billy: He’s signing it! That’s one down, one to go!Torture raises his arms and the crowd erupts as Dune bends down and signs the contract. Billy: IT’S HAPPENING, IT’S REALLY HAPPENING!Chris Avery: But WILL Odin sign?!Billy: Of course he will! Why wouldn’t -Chris Avery: OH MY GOD!The ink is fresh as Dune turns and eats a colossal right hand from Odin, knocking him back a few steps. The crowd goes apeshit as Odin doesn’t let up, landing blow after blow to Dune’s head. Somehow Dune manages to break free, and he’s able to get a few stiff body shots in. Chris Avery: TORTURE OUT THERE TRYING TO REIGN THESE TWO MONSTERS IN!Billy: GOOD LUCK TRYING!The two continue to pummel each other before Odin finally lands a knee to the gut that keels Dune over. Odin snatches him up, lifts him high... Chris Avery: MARK OF ODIN! MARK OF ODIN!...and slams him through the table. The roof nearly blows off as the crowd noise becomes deafening. Billy: DUNE’S HEAD WAS IN THE RAFTERS! OH SWEET JESUS!Torture is frantic in the ring, his eyes wide in shock. Chris Avery: Torture doing everything in his power to keep Odin away from Dune! But it seems Odin’s lost interest!Odin backs off, looking out at the crowd as they cheer relentlessly. Chris Avery: Well, folks, it appears it wasn’t meant to be. You can’t have a match with only one signature on the - wait a second…The crowd goes quiet with eager anticipation as Odin shoves Torture out of the way and closes on Dune. A trickle of blood seeps out the bottom of his mask, and Odin bends down and uses it to ink his name on the contract. The crowd erupts. Billy: HE SIGNED IT! HE SIGNED THE CONTRACT!Chris Avery: WITH DUNE'S OWN BLOOD NO LESS!“With Oden On Our Side” hits and Odin makes his way out of the ring. Chris Avery: TOKYO FITE JUST GOT A LOT MORE INTERESTING! DUNE AND ODIN BALFORE WILL COLLIDE IN WHAT'S SURE TO BE ONE OF THE MOST ANTICIPATED FIGHTS IN AW HISTORY!Dune begins to stir, and he sits up in time to see Odin standing on the stage. Their eyes meet as the crowd noise remains deafening. Chris Avery: DON’T GO ANYWHERE FOLKS, WE’LL BE RIGHT BACK!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:17:49 GMT -5
Neo vs. Claire Hawkins
Chris Avery: Claire has continued her reign of domination in the Television Title!Billy: But that could all come crashing down tonight when she faces off against...Why Do I Love You So by Johnny Tillotson blares through the PA interrupting Billy midthought. Billy: ...the young Philidor prodigy!Neo enters with a look of indifference on his face as he walks down the ramp, mostly ignoring the fans who aren’t sure how to interact with him. He takes the steps up to the apron and steps through the middle rope, rocking his head from side to side and mouthing some words to himself, keeping himself to one corner of the ring. Chris Avery: Neo is looking focused, but here comes the champion! 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: And this title match is underway!The bell rings and the match begins with the two competitors slowly circling the ring while inching close to each other. Each of them is well aware of the other's ability to pick apart an opponent with submission moves and other offensive tactics. When they get in arm's reach of each other, Neo throws a punch, but Claire ducks under it and circles behind him. She tries to put him in a sleeper hold, but he grabs her wrists and lowers himself out of her reach. Neo follows up with a snapmare and a quick pin that doesn't quite get a one count. He tries to grab a hold of her after the kickout, but she catches him in an inside cradle. This time, he's the one that kicks out before one. The champion and challenger both get up and a back-and-forth display of creativity ensues as they spend the next minute trading counters. Neither one seems to be able to get the upper hand. Chris Avery: A well-matched contest here! However, the fast-paced series of moves provides an opening for the challenger to catch the champ off guard with a thumb to the eye just outside of the referee's view. Neo hastily follows up with a DDT and another pin attempt. ONE! Claire kicks out just after the one count. Neo puts her in a chinlock as he tries to slow the tempo of the match as much as possible. She takes some time to finish shaking off the thumb to her eye a moment ago. Then, she starts to fight her way out of the hold. Unfortunately, just as she's about to get to a vertical base, he knocks her back down with a bulldog. A stiff knee to the head follows before another pin attempt. ONE! T- Hawkins kicks out. Instinctively, she places her hands on her head in an attempt to alleviate the pain. Neo lifts her up and puts her in a front face lock. He starts to taunt the crowd while draining the life out of his adversary. This gives Claire a window of opportunity. She stomps on his foot, causing him to loosen his grip on her. Additionally, she wraps her arms around him and does a northern lights suplex. With Neo's shoulders down, the ref starts to count. ONE! Neo pops a shoulder up. Claire gets to her feet first and knees him in the stomach. However, he uses his power to drive her backwards into the turnbuckle. He chooses to choke his opponent, using the full count before releasing the hold at the last possible second. The champion tries to catch her breath as the challenger takes a few steps back. He charges at her, but she narrowly escapes at the last second, causing him to ram his right shoulder into the turnbuckle. Neo clutches his arm in pain and stumbles backwards. Hawkins is waiting as she grabs him and rolls him up. ONE! TWO! The challenger stays in the match with a kickout. Claire isn't done, though. Before Neo can get up, the champion grabs a hold of his arm and locks in a Kimura Lock! Seconds turned into centuries as shouts of pain can be heard from Neo. His arm feels like it's about to be broken into pieces. Fortunately for him, he was close enough to be able to drag himself towards the ropes and hook his foot on the bottom rope. This time, it's Hawkins who utilizes the full count. She maximizes the pain of the hold before finally releasing him to avoid a disqualification. Neo rolls out of the ring, still writhing in pain from the submission hold. Claire doesn't give him much time to recover as she quickens the pace of the match by going after him. She exits the ring and begins to stomp on the wounded arm. She then brings him to his feet and takes him down again with an American arm drag. After that, she does it again, this time with a Japanese arm drag. She rolls back into the ring and does a bit of taunting of her own. The ref continues to count. SEVEN..... EIGHT..... NINE..... Somehow, Neo manages to get up and fling himself back into the ring. Claire was waiting for him, and she goes right back to attacking the right arm with vicious stomps. She grabs his wrist and puts him in that MUHH FUGGIN ARRRRMBAAARRRR! However, Neo pushed himself to the side as she was dropping down, giving him just enough momentum to counter. Billy: A PIN!ONE! TWO! TH- Chris Avery: Claire breaks the hold so that she can escape the pin attempt!She gets back to her feet and grabs a hold of him, but he catches her off guard with a jawbreaker. The champion staggers back as Neo stands up. He goes for a suplex, but his arm gives out for a second, allowing Hawkins to grab the weakened arm and land a devastating Spiritbreaker! She goes for the pin. ONE! TWO! THRE- Right as the referee is about to hit the mat for the three count, Neo gets his left shoulder up. Claire argues with the ref, but it gets her nowhere, so she decides to ascend the ropes. She goes for a diving moonsault, but Neo gets his knees up at the last second, causing her to hold her stomach in agony. The challenger takes the opportunity to try and get the strength back in his right arm by fighting through the pain. He grabs Claire and lifts her up before hitting her with a knee-smash facebreaker. The champ looks out of it as Neo covers! Billy: This could be it!ONE! TWO! THRE- Not quite. Hawkins returns to her senses enough to kick out at the last split second. Neo goes about having a very unfriendly conversation with the zebra, who repeatedly tells him that it was only a two count. The challenger picks up a somewhat dizzy Claire Hawkins and sets her up for a jawbreaker, but she reacts first and kicks him in the stomach out of instinct. Then, she connects with an exploder suplex. While she tosses him too far to go for an immediate cover, it does give her, and by proxy Neo, a moment to recuperate. Chris Avery: Oh, man! Clare may have just cost herself a successful title defense there! What a shame!Hawkins fires up as the crowd starts to cheer and she walks over to the corner BUT NEO HITS BLACK FLASH! Billy: BLACK FLASH BLACK FLASHChris Avery: ITS OVER IF HE CAN COVER!!Neo turns over and puts an arm on the Television Champion! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING!! Billy: SHITFIRE WE HAVE A NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION! Chris Avery: OH MY GOD!!Neo barely can sit up but he notices he just won the TV title. Billy: HAWKINS RECORD REIGN.. IS OVER!Chris Avery: MY GOD! PHILIDOR HOLDINGS IS HOLDING ONTO ANOTHER CHAMPIONSHIP!Billy: THIS ISN’T GOOD!Neo stands up and is holding up the Television Championship and posing. The crowd raining down boos. We fade into a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:26:08 GMT -5
Love is a Beautiful Thing!
The crowd are restless as, momentarily, nothing seems to be happening. Then, they rise to their feet as "The Warmth" by Incubus blares out to a big pop and instant "QDT" chants. The man himself, clad in a smart but not flashy suit, walks out in an understated manner. For some, he gives off subdued vibes. For others, he's just plain nervous. Billy: Rampant online speculation has followed a Tweet posted by QDT yesterday that he is due to announce his retirement tonight. For real this time.Chris Avery: After all that's happened to the guy, can you blame him? It would be a huge loss but not entirely unexpected.He is handed a mic by the ring crew as he slides into the ring, signalling for his music to be cut. QDT: Thank you. Every single one of you showing me love right now is vastly appreciated. You're incredible.Applause. A few smiles on faces in the crowd sink in the suspicion that these words are a prelude to a farewell. QDT: As you know, Alice and MS-13 abducted me and kept me captive for 98 days. I don't know where I was held. When we escaped... sorry, when I escaped, I didn't dare to look back. All I know is that place was dark, that place was damned... and its ghosts haunt me still. Although I escaped physically in time for Havoc, I must confess that mentally, spiritually, heart and soul, I'm still lingering there in that infernal shithole. I need to leave. I must get out.He turns towards the entranceway. QDT: Jenna, I know you're there somewhere. I know you don't want to see me and your heart is scattered in many pieces. First of all, hear my heart - Despite what's happened, I am not the victim here. YOU are. And I'm so fucking sorry.Billy: We apologise for the language folks. He's referring to the revelation that Alice and he slept together in the lair where she entrapped him.Chris Avery: I've never seen QDT so heartfelt before.Jenna Bauer steps out onto the ramp, looking incensed. QDT: I didn't mean to do this publicly but you've rightly dodged all my calls, you've swerved me everywhere I've looked for you. I knew this was the one place you couldn't avoid because you love AW even more than I do, despite all it's taken from you. Not only that, I need these people to keep me accountable. After all, we all know I can be a major dickhead.She nods, restraining a slight smile. QDT: Call it trauma, call it Stockholm Syndrome, call it loneliness, hopelessness, whatever. There's no excuse. I DID sleep with Alice in that vile place. It was once and it was before she ordered Tawny's murder. Before she tried to kill you. But I cannot justify it to you because I can't justify it to myself.She turns her back to him, starting to shed a tear. QDT: I need you, Jenna. Emotional abuse was my childhood diet. As my star grew in this business, so did the monster that was arising within me. But you, you and Debonair my baby girl, and these people, gave me a glimpse that there was a better way. That I could be better. Yes, a big part of me never left that dirty lair they locked me in... but the reality is that I was imprisoned all my life. Now I see a way out. YOU ARE MY WAY OUT. YOU ARE MY FREEDOM. Please come here...She obliges, swelling in sentiment. QDT opens the ropes for her and passes her another mic. Billy: HE'S DROPPING TO ONE KNEE!Chris Avery: I'M NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING!Jenna is a mess of tears as QDT opens a ring box, revealing a mesmeric diamond. QDT: I am far from perfect but you give me every motivation to at least be... good. You are my light... please don't snuff it out and leave me in the darkness. We've been through so much and we've come so far. Sonora Azofeifa... will you marry me?Jenna's sobs intensify at the calling by her real name. She composes herself to speak. The fans yell "YES! YES! YES!" continuously. Jenna Bauer: Quixote, I'll level - you seem to change with the wind - good guy, bad guy, Guillotine, Fortress, Spitfire... how can I trust you to be my rock?QDT: You can't. You're MY rock... difference is, I know that now. I'm not going anywhere. I'm clinging to the rock because without it, without YOU, I'm drowning. I love you.Jenna Bauer: Til death do we part? In sickness and in health?QDT: Everything. Always. I promise.She kneels down on his level, delights him with a wet kiss and takes the ring from the box and puts it onto her finger proudly. Jenna Bauer: Let's do this!Huge pop! Suddenly, congratulatory clapping can be heard over the PA system, and soon, Alice appears on the ActionTron. QDT and Jenna both turn their attention to the screen, with QDT putting an arm around his new fiancé. Alice: What can I say to you both, Quixote and Jenna? I suppose I should congratulate you on this momentous occasion. It’s great you can both find happiness following your collective dire performance at Evolution, where my husband… The Angel of Death… James Nightingale, and yours truly, crushed your dreams… and proved to you both once and for all… THAT LOVE DOES REALLY HURT!She laughs hysterically as Jenna squeezes Quixote’s hand, then she turns to him and kisses him on the cheek. Billy: That congratulations felt very insincere to meChris Avery: Talk about rubbing salt into their wounds… QDT is still showing the effects of that hellacious battle last Sunday!Alice: Oh Jenna, let’s just hope you are not as disappointed as I was when I straddled your man in this chair…The camera zooms out, revealing the room in which QDT was held captive. The chair now burned, the floor charred following Nightingale’s fit of rage. Alice: I call this place The Sanctuary, a safe haven for the world… FROM QUIXOTE!! Locked away in my… HOUSE OF CORRECTION… you were reduced to the small, petulant child you always were… and always have been. I hope you have been humbled now… MY LOVE!Jenna is furious, she pushes off QDT’s arm and paces around with the microphone in her hand. After thinking to herself for a moment, she raises the microphone to her lips. Jenna Bauer: I’m sick of this… I’m sick of you... BITCH!!!The crowd cheers loudly… Jenna Bauer: Next week, on Monday Night Clash… I AM CHALLENGING YOU TO A SINGLES MATCH!... just me and you… WOMAN VERSUS WOMAN!!!The crowds’ cheers continue, followed by a “Jenna Bauer CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP” chant. Billy: Wow, what a match, folks!Alice pauses for a moment as she contemplates her answer. Soon, she nods her head whilst smiling seductively. Alice: I accept…Jenna looks pumped up; she looks ready to fight right now… Alice: ...it’s cute Jenna that you are stepping up for once. After all, you're now ‘MOM’. I can only imagine poor Tawny is screaming in hell right now… at the thought of this “SLUT” replacing her as Debonair’s mother. If I recall… it was yourself who got her killed… you're solely to blame!A furious QDT snatches the microphone from Jenna… QDT: LISTEN TO ME NOW… IT WAS YOU AND MS-13 WHO KILLED TAWNY… I WILL NOT STOP TILL I HAVE AVENGED HER DEATH… AND THE INDIVIDUAL WHO PULLED THE TRIGGER… WILL DIE!!!!Billy: A strong statement by the four-time former Cruiserweight Champion!Alice is unfazed by Quixote’s threats; she continues to smile away… Meanwhile, Adrian walks out onto the top of the stage with a microphone. Adrian: Yo homie… you need to watch your tongue. MS-13 were not the ones who pulled the trigger… those were not my boys in that old Dodge Charger, my crew's truck was sabotaged, they were not at the hit.QDT looks confused, he looks to Jenna then back at Adrian. Adrian: Bro, my boss has ordered me to find the actual killer, but from what I understand… LA PUTA was trash… and you had this coming!Billy: OH MY! QDT IS GOING TO SNAP!QDT drops the mic and brushes past Jenna. Dropping through the ropes, he runs towards Adrian and immediately begins to rain down lefts and rights on Nightingale’s Sergeant-in-Arms. But Adrian fights back, driving him into the barricade, following up with punches of his own. A desperate headbutt gives QDT the upper hand once more, and they continue their scrap… Meanwhile; James Nightingale, unbeknownst to Jenna, has slid under the bottom rope and stands primed ready to attack the former Action Wrestling backstage interviewer. Chris Avery: Billy, look in the ring!The crowd gasps in fear, Jenna looks left and right, then turns around… Billy: JENNA, BEHIND YOU!!!But it’s too late, Nightingale strikes… Billy: TO THE SWORD!!! GODDAMMIT!!Nightingale almost decapitates Jenna with a hellacious big boot, leaving her in a crumpled mess on the floor. He then poses over her fallen body. QDT notices something is wrong due to the crowds’ attention being drawn to the ring. He slams Adrian’s head hard against the side of the ramp, leaving him dazed on the floor. He then climbs up onto the ramp, noticing that The Angel of Death has struck. He immediately runs back to the ring, but it’s too late, as Nightingale has already escaped from the ringside area through the crowd, eventually stopping on a platform halfway up the bleachers. QDT cradles his unconscious fiance in his arm as he looks on ferociously at Nightingale, who reciprocates with a sadistic smile, and he clasps his hands in a sign of congratulations to the newly engaged couple. Billy: This rivalry is far from over, and there will be hell to pay… QDT will not rest until he has his revenge…Chris Avery: But at what cost?The camera focuses on Jenna, as she remains unconscious. Billy: The EMTs are on their way folks. We are going to give them a chance to work on Jen, so we are now going to show you a commercial for Action Wrestling’s upcoming new show, The Search, as we reveal some more contestants who have recently been announced.The camera shows Jenna one last time as the feed slowly transitions to a commercial for “The Search”.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:28:03 GMT -5
The Vanguard vs. 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. Adilene Floyd: Coming to the ring with a combined weight of over 550 pounds, they are Shane Striker and Bam Beefer and they are TEAM EXTREME!!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: The number one contenders for the Action Wrestling Tag Team Championship could have their momentum stalled by Team Extreme tonight.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. Billy: Let’s freakin’ go, y’all!Downfall and Beefer decide they’re going to start this one off as the opening bell tolls. Downfall feels big as he locks up with Beefer, who uses his massive size advantage to pull Downfall into three trapped headbutts. He release the hold and Downfall staggers right into a sidewalk slam from Beefer. Instead of going for the cover, Beefer turns over and he chokes Downfall. The official scolds him and threatens to disqualify him. Beefer drags him off of the mat and starts taking him to the Team Extreme corner, until Dionysus charges in and catches Beefer with a big boot. The official scolds him to get out of the ring but he helps Downfall up. Together, they whip Bam into their corner. Dionysus goes to the apron, then Downfall tags him in. Chris Avery: Solid teamwork from The Vanguard so far.Billy: Dionysus is in and hittin’ Beefer with some hard chops!While he does this, Strike gets in and charges at Dionysus. Downfall warns him of the impending attack. Dionysus sidesteps and Striker accidentally splashes Beefer in the corner. Striker hits the mat from the impact of the splash and he rolls out of the ring. Dionysus tags in Downfall, and the two bring Beefer to the middle of the ring. Downfall hits a basement leg sweep as Dionysus hits a clothesline, taking the big man down. Downfall covers Beefer. ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! Beefer throws Downfall off with a sudden burst of strength, then rolls over onto all fours. Downfall grabs him by the head and pulls him up, only for Beefer to grab him around the midsection and pull him up into a bear hug. Downfall squirms and Beefer backs up to his corner, where Strike tags himself in by slapping Beefer on the back. Beefer walks to the middle of the ring again and Striker gets in, running to the ropes before taking Downfall down with a jumping clothesline. Striker covers Downfall. ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! Striker is quick to pull Downfall up. He then whips Downfall off the ropes and hits him with a spinebuster in the center of the ring. Striker followers up by crawling over Downfall and choking him with his shin, while the official is unable to see the coke. Dionysus comes in to break it up, but Striker backs off. The official holds Dionysus back as Striker drags Downfall over to the corner of Team Extreme. Striker claps his hands together and Beefer gets back into the ring. Beefer gets in and Striker gets out. Dionysus goes back to the apron and the official turns around, somehow missing the blind tag. Oh. I get it. Because it was blind. That makes sense. Chris Avery: Team Extreme is really taking it to The Vanguard. If they are successful tonight, I wonder what happens to the contendership.Beefer goes right to work on Downfall, landing a heavy elbow drop before going to his knees. He turns his head to Dionysus and taunts him, just long enough for Downfall to get up and behind Beefer with a rear naked choke. Billy: ANARCHIST COOKBOOK!!As the lights start to go out in Beefer’s massive head, Striker gets into the ring… only to be caught with a space tornado ogawa backbreaker from Dionysus. Billy: SHITFIRE!Chris Avery: TOSTITOS DOUBLE DIP!!While Downfall still has the rear naked coke locked in and Beefer is struggling to stay conscious, Dionysus comes in with a punch combination to Beefer. Billy: DOUBLE SHITFIRE!!Chris Avery: HANDS OF AGGRESSION!!!!The official checks on Beefer and decides to call for the bell. Downfall releases the hold and Beefer falls motionless to the mat. “Carry The Flame” starts to play. Adilene Floyd: The winners of this match… THE VAN GUAAAAAARRRRD!!!Chris Avery: It wasn’t a pretty win… but they proved to get the job done no matter what.Billy: Now we just need to know who Dandys partner is and they’re off to face - The ActionTron lights up.It’s Caps Lock standing in front of an AW Logo. Caps: MMMMM YEAAAHHHHHH LIGHT THE MATCH, PUT IT TO THE GASOLINEEEEE AND WATCH IT GO BOOM, YEAH?!Lock: YA KNOW, JACK, TOSTITOS DOUBLE TRIPLE WHATEVER YA THINK YOU NEED BROTHER DUDES YOU GOTTA BRING TO THE PICNIC CAUSE WE’RE GONNA KEEP IT REAL CHIEF..Caps: THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS SHOULD BE FACING US!The crowd boos. Lock: SO WHY DONT WE PUT A LITTLE WAGER ON THE TABLE IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN BROTHER DUDE.. Caps: NEXT WEEK. ROCKET SHIPS TO THE MOON. IN THAT RING. VANGUARD. CAPS LOCK. TAG TEAM MATCH. YOU PUT YOUR NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP ON THE LINE BROTHER DUDES..Lock: AND WE PUT OUR CAREERS ON THE LINE JACK JUST LIKE THAT YEAH!The crowd cheers as the ActionTron fades out with both Caps Lock posing with pure strength. Billy: What?! That happening next week?!Chris Avery: The hell if I know!Vanguard look very confused in the ring but go back to posing as their music hits and the crowd going crazy. We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 1:31:02 GMT -5
Cassidy Adler's Prince Jimmy Dean Memorial Battle Royal Celebration
"U Mad" by Vic Mensa hits the stadium harder than a Cassidy Adler promo and the crowd goes wild... if wild means booing him relentless as he moonwalks his way out from backstage while a group of minimum wage workers hoist the Prince Jimmy Dean life sized trophy behind him. Billy: Oh no.Chris Avery: The winner of the Evolution 4 Prince Jimmy Dean Memorial Battle Royale has arrvied! Billy: I still don't know why Cassidy Adler has come back! Can't he just stay away?Chris Avery: That's what many people thought after he made a surprise return at Havoc! After his second top 10 finish in the competition in as many years, people suspected he might make a full-time return...Billy: Full-time?! Please, if there is a God...He begins to walk ahead of the pack, but notices that they are going far too slow for his liking. He scowls as he begins barking orders at the men, who hurriedly speed up their progress down the ramp as Cass cools himself down with a refreshing swig of his latest sponsor, Gatorade, to refill all the lost electrolytes he must have been suffering from after having to yell at his incompetent workers. He rips a microphone from a poor attendant at ringside and hits the "whoa" as he walks to the center of the ring. Before he begins speaking, he eyes the trophy that is now standing proudly at ringside. He smirks and goes to do his legendary signature move, slowly raising his arm in the air with a slight bend in the elbow... Chris Avery: Is he going to do it?HE HITS IT! Chris Avery: The slow-motion dab! It connects!The crowd boo loudly, not allowing Cass to speak. Eventually, he grows tired of the boos and just starts talking over the crowd anyway. Cass Adler: How about you scrubs quiet down and pay some respect to my favorite rapper of all-time, Prince Jimmy Dean! He didn't die and have legends like me win this beautiful trophy in his honor so that internet dweebs and ungrateful runts like the lot of you could spit on his name in disrespect! If you have any shred of decency in your system, you'll shut your goddamn mouth and listen to dat boi Cass RADler ADler spit some hot fire on this mic real quick. Chris Avery: Did... did he just call Prince Jimmy Dean a rapper?Billy: This can't be real. The boos only grow louder, but Cass carries on. Cass Adler: Now the real reason I'm out here is, well... pretty much just to flex on all of you guys if I'm being honest. Especially those chumps in the back who couldn't dream of touching an illustrious, prestigious, iconic achievement such as winning the toughest match of the year. I outlasted legends from both other sports and AW to secure the bag and I know people are jealous, because that's all people ever are when they're around me. There's a reason I sit around on my couch for most of the year and still placed top 10 in the most overhyped match of the year, Havoc. It's because it's too damn easy! There's a bunch of tryhards who put their heart and soul into that match and got dumped harder than all my ex-girlfriends. He laughs. Cass Adler: So with that in mind, I think it's about time I announced my intention to challenge for the World Title because I'm sick of seeing skinny nerds like Spencer Adams and unimposing midget girl scouts like Ashed Blake get the chances that ya boi Cass deserves on a weekly - no - DAILY basis. Ya feel me? And-BBRBRBBBBRBRBRBRBRBR AAABBBAAA DOOOOO!!The crowd pops as John Blade emerges from the curtain hyping the crowd up! Billy: JOHN BLADE IS HERE!!John Blade points and salutes at the crowd and runs down the ramp as the crowd sings along to his music.. BIG MATCH JOHN BLAAAAAADDEEEEE BIG MATCH JOHN BLAAAAADDEEEEE BIG MATCH JOHN BLAAAAADEEEE He slides into the ring and charges at the ropes and throws his hat into the crowd! They're going crazy and the music fades. John grabs a microphone as Cassidy Adler is confused on why Blade is in the ring. John Blade: I think someone needs an attitude ADJUSTMENT!The crowd pops! John Blade: Ya see, Prince Jimmy Dean was a man with pride and honor and he fought for the troops and thats what I do each and every week right here on Monday night Clash!The crowd pops. John Blade: You don't deserve that trophy, you don't deserve that big win and if I were you, I'd be steppin' out of this ring in the next three seconds or you're going to get a Razor Blade right here and now!The crowd pops as Cassidy realizes Blade is getting intense and serious. Cassidy takes a step towards the ropes to exit but then switches to SMASH MODE and runs at Blade, but Blade ducks and picks him up onto his shoulders for the Razors Blade.. But Adler grabs the ropes and pulls himself off and lands on the apron and gets the hell out of the ring! Billy: WHOA!! CASSIDY TRIED TO AMBUSH JOHN BLADE!Blade grabs the microphone he dropped.. John Blade: Nice try, Cassidy BADler but im STANDING RIGHT HERE AND IM NOT WALKING AWAY!!Cassidy keeps walking back up the ramp talking trash to Blade in the ring.. John Blade: NEXT WEEK, I'LL BE STANDING IN THIS RING, CASSIDY!!He takes a beat with the crowd cheering. John Blade: IF YA WANT SOME.. COME GET SOME!!Blade throws the microphone down and poses on the middle turnbuckle with his arms raised up high! Cassidy is talking trash for Blade ruining his celebration segment. Blade has the crowd hot! We fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:00:09 GMT -5
A Shadowy Return!
AW Monday Night Clash comes back live after a 2 minute and 28 second split-screen showing a mixture of multicolored laser lights and strobe lights illuminate throughout the arena with theatrical smoke and fog setting the scene as “POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME” by Def Leppard was ending on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system inside the arena and a commercial break played simultaneously so that AW can pay some overdue bills with… Adilene Floyd: …As the end of an era in the fashion industry with The Victoria Secret’s Fashion Show coming to an end, please welcome, back by popular and unpopular demand, THE SEDUCTIVE HANDSOME FASHION SSSSHHHHOOOOWWWW!!!…Your favorite and most polarizing modern day charismatic and charming, egotistical, narcissistic, politically incorrect, felicitating, self-righteous, vainglorious, second-generation megalomaniac and most efficient and effective apex predator, “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove, and his sweet and lovely femme fatale temptress, “The Fashionista Sensi” Miss Miyamoto, were exuding a great amount of self-confident supermodel energy as they strike an arrogant and conceited supermodel pose that was bar none, second to none, within this cutthroat world of Action Wrestling, in the middle of the squared-circle. She was mysteriously conjuring up a mystical spell over him just by her mere presence against his muscular body and moving very little, never turning her head, or revealing any kind of expression that gives the viewing audience at home a clue as to her innermost thoughts with the exception of a very sharp and penetrating affection and devilishly delicious, malevolent and pleasurable, mischievously smile coming from her very luscious and very alluring lips while caressing his muscular chest with her fingers. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her very luscious and very alluring lips: Miss Miyamoto: AW’s Hierarchy, every velveteen wrestler behind the curtain in the back, and AW’s Fandom huffed and puffed and blew the candle out on y’all’s birthday cake while rubbing one out on the magic lamp praying for the return of a magical one-eyed wonder genie granting you three wishes. Unfortunately…He crosses his arms over his chest and blinks like I Dream of Jeannie, crinkles his nose like Bewitched, and clicks the heels of his custom-made Calvin Klein stark white liquid leather wrestling boots together like in the Wizard of Oz… His low dusky voice rings out fully, with all the charm and charisma that one can muster, mister, as he gets down to business and starts painting his masterpiece: Shadowlove: I may be magically delicious, but as you can see, I’m all out of magical wishes. I came back to AW for one reason and one reason only. And that wasn’t to enjoy the sights and sounds of a shithole like ADu… Detroit. Each and everyone of you wanted this former member of The Hollywood Elite to properly induct Thaddeus Franklin King into the AW Hall-Of-Fame. And… Ta-Da…A touch of disappointment slowly washes over his fighter’s face as a sense of dissatisfaction with Sam Kidsgrove for not showing up to help induct T.F.K. into the AW Hall-Of-Fame. Whatever happened to #THE4LYFE!? Miss Miyamoto: But AW’s Hierarchy, every velveteen wrestler behind the curtain in the back, and AW’s Fandom wasn’t going to let US walk out of here without having one last special guest appearance at EVO4…She lowers her iconic Ray-Ban Wayfarer sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose of her angelic looking face showing off her intoxicatingly, incandescent almond shaped green eyes scanning the scene like The Terminator. Shadowlove: It seems nothing has changed between The Handsome Half-Breed and AW’s Hierarchy, every velveteen wrestler behind the curtain in the back, and AW’s Fandom’s clever marketing scheme to plunge AW back into the shadowy world of seductive handsomeness…A mixture of CHEERS & JEERS can be heard coming from the viewing audience inside the arena. Miss Miyamoto: AW’s Hierarchy, every velveteen wrestler behind the curtain in the back, and AW’s Fandom has always cheered and jeered The Handsome Half-Breed Shadowlove-san out of a trivial pursuit of jealous pettiness when trying to tell a very successful individual how to be a more representative byproduct product placement in this very ill-mannered and unruly organization…He wipes fake dust off the shoulder of his newly fresh and crisp custom-made Calvin Klein stark white liquid leather trench-coat with fringe with his fingers, after all, cleanliness is standing next to a 21st century female goddess samurai warrior. Shadowlove: They’ve always questioned the cleanliness of my seductive handsomeness because WE know how to successfully market ourselves in an organization that really doesn’t have any kind of marketability in the professional wrestling sports entertainment business when thinking that they possess no moral principles when living in their moment of doubt and pain in regards to having unscrupulous scruples, especially when it comes to having a sense of pride and privilege when living in the fashionable lifestyle world of a king, or a queen, or even a god, but not just a god, THE ONLY TRUE SEDUCTIVE HANDSOME GOD IN ACTION WRESTLING AND THE PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT BUSINESS!…He starts to funky strut around the square circle and when he’s about to scream out like an owl, instead, Lipton ice-tea plunges (celebrity endorsement) backwards onto the mat. Psych! Miss Miyamoto: No matter how much you try, each and every one of you will never walk the walk, or talk the talk, or even have the seductive handsome mannerisms of the perfect specimen known as The Handsome Half-Breed Shadowlove-san because he’s really never given the fuck what his critics, much less what the powers that be in this organization, thought when it comes to what comes shooting out of his mouth…He rises up in the middle of the squared-circle like a vampire rising up from a coffin but with his arms straight out to his sides and bowing his head, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, even Jesus wept! Shadowlove: Is this really my fight song, really take my life back song, and really prove that I’m right song? If AW’s Hierarchy, every velveteen wrestler behind the curtain in the back, and AW’s Fandom think that I’m supposed to climb the proverbial ladder, then you’ve got another fucking thing coming…He runs his fingers through his classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, down his neck, over his muscular chest and washboard abs, flicking fake beads of sweat off his fingers towards viewing audience inside the arena and watching at home while oozing God-given laissez-faire attitude and Hollywood Blockbuster Superstar Fashion Model Machismo. Miss Miyamoto: AW has struggled between a meteoric macrocosm of true lies and an unsubstantiated microcosm of persistent innuendo in our absence especially when it comes to the parade of AW Champions that currently reside within this organization…The AW World Heavyweight Championship title belt WASN’T perfectly wrapped around his efficient and effective streamlined waist but he’s always been just as respected as any World Champion or Hall-Of-Famer in the professional wrestling sports entertainment business. A simple image says it all appears on the AW ACTIONtron: Shadowlove: Corey Black, I didn’t get dressed up for nothing, pal…He raises his head up and double raises his eyebrows with an ice cold psychopathic stare radiating from his sparkling blue eyes as his patented malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appears on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face in a flamboyant, stylistic supermodel deus ex machina, shit-eating grin. She pauses. Then... She looks at the viewing audience at home with her intoxicatingly, incandescent almond shaped green eyes showing no emotion on her angelic looking face then slices her own throat from her left carotid artery to her right carotid artery with her right index finger and makes an imaginary blood explosion style gesture with her left hand. Then... The lights go out? A buzz in the crowd and then a booming voice over the PA system. "Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward. Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both. For a wounded man will shall say to his assailant. 'If I live, I will kill you. If I die, you are forgiven.' Such is the rule of honor." "Omerta" by Lamb of God begins and everyone leaves their seats, exploding enthusiasm throughout the arena! Billy: He's here! Shadowlove asked, and he was granted an audience with The King!Indeed, Corey Black steps out onto the stage to an even bigger reaction. He's not dressed to wrestle, plain black t-shirt, camo cargo pants, black Chuck Taylors but he marches down to the ring with the same purpose. Inside, Miss Miyamoto and Shadowlove lick their teeth in anticipation. Chris Avery: After - I guess some would call it an upset, maybe? - beating James Raven at Evolution IV, the locker room has been very curious to know who would be challenging Black at Tokyo Fite.Corey asks for a mic from ringside and climbs in to join Shadowlove and Miss Miyamoto inside. He walks back and forth a few times, then begins a circle around the two, they hardly even pay any mind. Black smiles. On the second lap, he quickly hits the ropes and charges in close to Shadowlove, sending him sailing backward with a Sparta kick right to the chest! Chris Avery: OH DAMN!Miss Miyamoto goes to lunge in but Corey puts a finger up, stopping her. She puts her iconic Ray-Bans over her almond shaped incandescent green eyes or whatever as Corey walks over and grabs Shadowlove by his perfectly sculpted but now messed up hair. With the mic in his left hand, he kneels down. Corey Black: ...no.In a flash the mic is tossed out of the ring and Shadowlove is hoisted onto the King's shoulders! The crowd loses it as Shadowlove is spiked with the Burning Hammer! Miss Miyamoto slides in to stabilize the neck and check on her beau, as The King simply rolls out of the ring and heads back up the ramp to a raucous crowd. Billy: Well I guess that settles that!THE SCREEN FADES TO A VERY EERIE SHADOWY BLACK
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:01:38 GMT -5
Donovan Rayne vs. Randy Buster
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. Billy: Randy Buster is ready for the match up.Chris Avery: I gathered that.The house lights dim down, and a single solitary spotlight shines on the entrance way. Suddenly, the sounds of All Good Thing's "For The Glory” hit over the speakers in the arena. The crowd’s silence instantly turns to jeers. From behind the curtain emerges The Stand Out Donovan Rayne. As he stands firmly into the spotlight, his head is looking down. Suddenly, the vivacious Delta Rayne walks out from behind the curtain and stands at her brother’s side. A devious smirk on her face, she quickly spins around in a complete three sixty. Then, as she slowly raises her right arm, Donovan raises his head with a confident smirk on his face. Putting her hands on the collar of his leather jacket, he pops it as the fans boo him. Billy: The people here in St. Louis really don’t like him.Chris Avery: I gathered that.With a confident swagger, the Rayne’s start to walk down towards the ring. With her hands firmly on her hips, Delta can be seen jaw-jacking the fans that are near the aisle way. While she does this, Donovan laughs as his sister verbally eviscerates the fans. As the two make their way to the ringside area, Delta stops walking. Donovan continues to the ring, and climbs up onto the apron of the ring. With the fans continuing their parade of boos, Donovan faces his back to the ring. With his arms now raised into the air, he throws up two peace signs, almost as an non-acknowledgement of the hatred of the fans. The Provocateur then makes her way over to the stairs, and makes her way up to the apron. The Stand Out enters the ring and stands next to the rope. Placing his foot on the bottom rope, and pulling the middle rope up, he lets his sister enter the ring. Billy: This ain’t no place for no fragile dames.Chris Avery: I dare you to say that to Lissie Hope.Letting the rope go, Donovan makes his way over to the turnbuckle. He stands up on the middle rope and again, throws the peace signs into the air. Delta then stands by her brother looking up at him with a smirk. Jumping down from the turnbuckle, Donovan sheds the leather jacket, and hands it over to his sister. With a smirk on her face, she exits the ring as Donovan awaits the action beginning. Billy: Here we go!Chris Avery: A styles clash. A generation clash. Right here on Monday Night Clash.The opening bell tolls and the two meet up in the center of the ring to lock up. Buster pulls Rayne into a headlock. Rayne pushes Buster off into the ropes. Buster goes for a clothesline but Rayne ducks it. They lock up again and Rayne pulls Buster into a headlock. Buster pushes him off the ropes and follows up close, ducking down and hitting Rayne with a back body drop. Rayne gets to his feet and sees Buster coming with a double axe handle, so he hits Buster with a spinning back kick to the gut. Buster doubles over and Rayne hits a running boot that sends Buster up. Rayne hits the ropes and then takes Buster down with a headscissor takedown. He pops to his feet and poses for the fans, who boo the heck out of this man. Billy: Donovan Rayne startin’ this one off hot as heck!Chris Avery: Don’t count Randy Buster out just yet. He’s a grizzled veteran with more than enough tricks up his sleeve.Mayhaps Rayne is showboating too long, because Buster is back to his feet. He clobbers Rayne from behind and lays in some heavy hands before turning him around and Irish whipping him into the corner so hard that Rayne is sent hurling over the top rope, near the feet of his sister. The official starts to count Rayne out as his sister tends to him. Billy: Randy Buster can’t win this by countout!Chris Avery: He’s been doing this for decades, Billy. You don’t have to explain the rules to him.Buster rolls out of the ring and he drags Rayne up, then rolls him back into the ring and covers him. ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! Buster grabs Rayne’s arm and pulls him up to his feet. Buster then clobbers him with a short-arm clothesline, then pulls him up and hits Rayne with another one. He goes for the cover again. ONE! TWO!! THR--KICKOUT! Billy: I can’t believe he kicked out!Chris Avery: That has never won Randy Buster a match in his entire career.Buster pulls him into a front facelock and drags him up. The fans are really into him. BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! BUS-TER! He hooks Rayne’s arm and lifts him up for his finishing maneuver, only to get a knee to the face from Rayne, who slides down to his feet and watches as Buster holds his instantly bloody nose. Rayne watches as Buster stands straight up, then he charges at Buster with a running forearm smash. Buster backs up and comes at Rayne with blood trickling down his face. Buster goes for a clothesline. Rayne ducks under and clutches Buster, face planting him on the mat before locking on a koji clutch. Billy: THE STAND-OUT HAS THE KOJI CLUTCH LOCKED IN TIGHT!Chris Avery: COULD THIS BE IT?!!Randy Buster struggles momentarily before he has no choice but to tap out. The final bell tolls and “For The Glory” starts to play. Adilene Floyd: The winner of this match… DONOVAAAANN… RRRRAAAAYYYNNE!!!!Billy: We know Randy Busters career is winding down as his contract is ending soon, but it looked like it wasn’t any inspiration this week against this one of a kind star!Chris Avery: Donovan Rayne a winner once more in Action Wrestling here on Clash. He’s a tough superstar and he’s going places!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:02:32 GMT -5
United States of Baker!
There’s no music, but the uproar from the crowd can only mean the arrival of one man as they part like the Red Sea! Chris Avery: Graham Baker is here, fresh off the controversial end of the Glory Invitational last night! Maybe Baker’s here to set the record straight! Billy: I don’t know about that, Chris-we saw how Baker reacted when he was pushed yesterday! He nearly took Sam Kidsgrove’s head off with that belt shot, and now Baker’s got the belt in hand! And is it still stained with-Kidsgrove’s blood?! [/b] Indeed, the championship in Baker’s right hand still has a great deal of blood across the front plate, nearly blotting out the American Flag plates. The Guillotine doesn’t look ready for a fight, or a rematch-dressed in a pair of slim black jeans, a white tanktop, and high-top Vans shoes, Baker looks as though he’s ready to relax. The crowd here has fully turned on Baker in the few hours since the end of the Glory Invitational, booing Action Wrestling’s Prodigal Son as he makes his way to the ring. As Baker reaches the ringside area, he slides the belt into the ring, face up, and slides in after it. He demands a microphone, and one is tossed to him. Graham Baker: There’s really no question about it anymore, is there? The crowd boos. Baker continues. Graham Baker: Metzger couldn’t make it to the finals, and he got further than Jill and Frank. I beat Max Daemon. Harvey Marx is nowhere to be found. And Sam Kidsgrove? He couldn’t get the job done. All my imminent challengers are out the fuckin’ gate. Undisputed. Undeterred. I came back to Action, and here I stand before you-inevitable. Your best couldn’t beat me, even with weeks to plan, two shots each.[/b] The crowd continues booing, and Baker laughs. Graham Baker: So there won’t be a rematch, because we don’t need to find out who won Glory. We don’t need to find out if Kidsgrove could crumple under the pressure once again. I’m not fighting tonight. I simply invite you to fall on your knees, and bow your head before…[/b] Baker takes a moment for effect. Chris Avery: I don’t know what’s gotten into Graham Baker, but this isn’t the former Man Made God that we saw before! Billy: Me neither, Chris-but it seems that he thinks he’s found his purpose!Graham Baker: THE UNITED STATES OF BAKE- [/b] “Unity” by Shinedown plays out through the arena speakers, cutting off Baker mid-sentence! He swings around with the belt in hand! Chris Avery: It looks like the other man in the Glory finals has something to say about this! Billy: AND THERE HE IS, CHRIS! Sam Kidsgrove slides into the ring, and NAILS Baker with a sucker punch to the back of the head! Baker drops, and Kidsgrove beats on him relentlessly, forcing the belt away from Baker! Baker, however, is able to use his mass to throw Kidsgrove to the ground! He gets a running start for a Bicycle Boot, but Kidsgrove ducks it! Kidsgrove rebounds for the Box Office Smash, but Baker ducks that! Both men hit their knees to the canvas and swing around! Chris Avery: SHITFIRE! Both of these men are ready to kill one another right now! Billy: BUT NOT FOR LONG! From the locker room area, members of the Action Wrestling roster as well as security officers are pouring out in droves! There’s a human wall being formed between both men, and the security team is holding them back! They’re being pulled from the ring! Chris Avery: As this is devolving-I’m getting word that both Baker and Kidsgrove will be banned from the building for the rest of the night! And next week, we’ll see a sit-down between the two to figure out this whole GLORY SITUATION! Billy: But can they let their tempers survive until that point?! We see Baker and Kidsgrove staring daggers into one another, screaming profanity as they’re pulled from the ring, and we cut to a commercial break!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:04:37 GMT -5
Back in the Back!
We cut backstage to Alexander Pasternaks office. We see Horton in the office with him. Alexander Pasternak: Yes, I know, I saw that you were basically taken out of your own decision in that match earlier so to make it up to you, you can be on Team Clash for Tokyo Cup!The crowd cheers as Horton nods and leaves the office. Just then we see Rampage come into the office looking intimidating as he stands in front of Jaice and Cormack. Alexander Pasternak: Ok, ok, easy Rampage! Easy! Look, I called you in here because I have a gameplan.. ya see, CruiserClash is coming up with their own team for this Tokyo Cup, and I have no doubt they're going to put their best on the team.. but I have a plan!Rampage is still in full-mode, barely listening.. Alexander Pasternak: Easy, big man. Listen, my gameplan is simple.. I put you on the team! You're like 3x their weight!The crowd laughs. Alexander Pasternak: I'm serious though, I think you're going to fit in just fine on this team! I got Horton and I got you! We're doing good!Rampage leaves the office as Jaice wipes the sweat from his brow. Alexander Pasternak: Damn, that was close guys. Also, I secretly put our next match as a special stipulation.. winner between Harvey Marx and Apolocwhatever his name is can be on the team too!Jaice and Cormack smile. Alexander Pasternak: I know! I'm going for the big boys!We fade out of the segment.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:06:21 GMT -5
Winner Is On Team Clash For Tokyo Cup Apocalypse vs. Harvey Marx
The house lights dim, and the arena fades to darkness, accompanied by red and black mood lighting. The cameras pan around the arena showing the sold out crowd waiting in anticipation. Soon a distinct sound of multiple horses galloping is heard. With this the cameras pan back to the stage as we see entrance graphics employing visuals of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The horsemen utter the words “Apocalypse Now”, when suddenly two columns of fire shoot from the sides of the stage as “My Apocalypse” by Metallica begins to play. 'Claustrophobic Crawl out of this skin Hard explosive Reaching for that pin' The flames on the stage continue to burn and an explosion is heard as a blast of smoke was set off at the back of the stage. Fog and dry ice begin to envelope the stage as the music continues to play. 'Feel thy name extermination Desecrating, Hail of Fire' Adilene Floyd: Approaching from Beyond The Grave! Weighing in at two-hundred and sixty pounds...... A-A-A-APOC-A-LY-Y-Y-P-P-S-S-S-EE-E!!Red strobe lights begin to flash throughout the arena as Apocalypse enters by a lift in the stage between the flames, and standing in the midst of the smoke. As the strobe lights reflect off the crowd, we see the faces of the mixed reaction by the crowd, some cheering, and some booing. APOC stands there staring over the crowd for a few moments and the fire, smoke, mood and strobe lights die down. 'So we cross that line Into the grips Total eclipse Suffer unto my apocalypse!' The house lights come on and Apocalypse then starts to head down the ramp, with a slow intimidating walk, as the fans marvel at his size. Some are brave enough to reach their hands out to touch him. Before he nears the end of the ramp the Wicked One stops and makes his way over to a young child. He stares at the child before him; suddenly he pulls out some of his hair, squeals, and hands over his hair to the child before flashing a goofy smile. He then reaches the end of the ramp, steps up onto the ring apron and over the rope with ease. Once in the ring he makes his way over to a corner, sits down, and starts rocking like a baby as “My Apocalypse” by Metallica fades out. Chris Avery: WHAT! AN! ENTRANCE!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. Billy: Oh…The opening bell sounds and these meaty dudes meet up in the center of the ring, eyeing each other up. Apocalypse has a slight height advantage but Marx has quite a bit of a weight advantage. They lock up in the middle of the ring and neither man gains much traction. They break it off and Apocalypse goes for a clothesline. Marx ducks it and… goes behind Apocalypse with a… roll-up. ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT!!! Chris Avery: That was uncharacteristic of Harvey Marx.Billy: Uhh yeah! And real weird, too!They get up and Apocalypse charges at Marx, who moves out of the way and hits the ropes as Apocalypse hits the opposite. They both go for a clothesline at the same time, and neither man is taken down. They hit the ropes again and… again… clothesline each other. This time the wind gets knocked out of both of them. Apocalypse yells one more time. They hit the ropes and before any contact can happen… Marx holds up his hand and tells Apocalypse to stop. He confusedly stops and Marx points up. Apocalypse looks up and Marx scoops him up in a fireman’s carry, then spins him around with an airplane spin. Chris Avery: Clever tactic from The Big Ticket!He spins until he gets dizzy, then sets Apocalypse down on his feet. He whips Apocalypse into the nearest corner and follows up with a splash. Marx backs out of the corner, still a bit dizzy. Before he can follow up, Apocalypse bursts out of the corner with a desperate discus clothesline. Billy: SECOND COMING!Chris Avery: HARVEY MARX GOES DOWN HARD!Apocalypse mounts Marx and unloads some gnarly forearms to the magician. Marx tries to cover himself but most of the shots connect. Apocalypse backs off and Marx rolls onto all four. Apocalypse follows up with a running boot to the side of the head and Marx goes down again. Apocalypse goes down and rolls him over, then covers him. ONE! TWO!! THR--KICKOUT!!! Apocalypse pounds the mat, mad as heck. He gets to his knees and wraps his arms around Marx’ neck, then drags him up. Marx connects with some gut punches on the way up, but not enough to knock Apocalypse off of his game. Apocalypse gets in some knee strikes to Marx’ midsection before putting him over in the nearest corner. He follows up with multiple forearm clubs to Marx before going back to the middle of the ring. Apocalypse comes in hot and goes for a jumping splash, but Marx catches him and slams him back down with a uranage outta nowhere. Billy: OOF! OL’ BOY LANDED ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!Apocalypse holds the back of his neck as he slowly gets to his feet. Once he is vertical, Marx bursts out of the corner with a shoulder block so powerful that Apocalypse nearly backflips from the impact. Marx looks out at the fans as they cheer the heck out of him. He smiles and nods at them, then he reaches down to pull Apocalypse up… as he reaches up and applies a mandible claw to Marx. Chris Avery: TOTAL DEPRAVITY!!Apocalypse pushes up to his feet with the hold still locked in. It doesn’t last long before Marx grabs Apocalypse by the back of the neck and he brings him into a headbutt. The mandible claw is released and Marx gags at how gross his hand tasted. Apocalypse tries to get his momentum back by charging at Marx, who scoops him up and slams him down with an American Samoan Drop in the center of the ring. Marx covers!! ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! DING DING DING!! Billy: What a win for Harvey Marx!Marx gets up and gets to the corner to celebrate BUT RAMPAGE OUT OF NOWHERE CRUSHES HIM INTO THE CORNER!! Billy: WHAT THE HELL!?Chris Avery: WHERE DID RAMPAGE COME FROM?!Rampage hits the ropes and hits a running splash on Harvey crushing him on the canvas!! Billy: GOD DAMN!!Rampage goes for the turnbuckles and climbs to the middle turnbuckle and leaps off with a VADER BOMB crushing Harvey Marx again!! Chris Avery: OH MY GOD!!Billy: DIDNT PASTERNAK SAY RAMPAGE WAS ON TEAM CLASH FOR TOKYO CUP?!Chris Avery: I BELIEVE HE DID!Billy: WHY WOULD RAMPAGE CRUSH HARVEY MARX!? RAMPAGE IS UNLEASHED AND THIS IS SCARY!Rampage is on the ramp and he raises his arms into the air as we fade to a commercial.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:07:40 GMT -5
Dandy Picks a Partner...?
Over the PA, lyrics scream out: NOW IS THE TIME FOR ME TO RISE TO MY FEET WIPE YOUR SPIT FROM MY FACE WIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYES Dandy DiVito appears on the stage with a tag team title slung over each of his shoulders. The crowd offers him a passionate mixed response, some cheering wildly and others booing but everyone reacting. Chris Avery: THE Tag Team Champion is making his way to the ring! Billy: And with a new entrance theme!Chris Avery: This is a new era in the career of Dandy DiVito! It only seems fitting that he would distance himself from his recent past.As Hatebreed’s “I Will Be Heard” continues to play, Dandy makes his way down the ramp holding each of his two tag team titles firmly in place on his shoulder. As Dandy reaches the ring, he removes each belt one by one, slides them into the ring, and rolls himself into the ring under the bottom rope. As Dandy climbs to his feet in the middle of the ring, he arranges each of his tag straps so that they are standing up facing the hard cam and flanking him on each side. He calls out for a mic and the folks at ringside fish on out for him. Billy: We were told that Dandy was permitted to select anyone he wanted to be his new partner. Who do you think he’s picked, Chris?!Chris Avery: I couldn’t begin to guess, Billy!Dandy picks the mic up to his lips and speaks. Dandy DiVito: Carter Shaw…Billy: SHITFIRE!Chris Avery: DID HE JUST DECLARE THE WORLD CHAMPION HIS NEW PARTNER?!The crowd’s mixed response turns decidedly negative as they boo the ever loving shit out of the implication that Shaw may be a double champion. A smirk spreads across Dandy’s face as he picks the mic back up to his lips. Dandy DiVito: Y’all gotta lemme finish. Carter Shaw CAN SUCK MY FUCKIN’ DICK!The crowd explodes in cheers as Dandy gives them a minute to calm down. Dandy DiVito: Rest fuckin’ assured that that piece of shit Shaw is gon’ get his one way or another, and I’ma be chompin’ at the fuckin’ bit to be the man to give it to him. For now though, I’ma do me an’ ‘cause this time is my fuckin’ time, Carter can gobble this knob on he own damn time later on. The crowd pops again. Dandy DiVito: I’m here, ‘cause I guess I owe y’all an announcement, huh? Look, my shit’s been blowin’ up all week. Got mo’fuckas I forgot was on the fuckin’ roster in my DMs beggin’ for a chance ta be named one half of the tag duo that’s held these straps longer than anybody else ever held ‘em. Gotta say, it’s been flatterin’. But… it’s also gave me a moment to think about exactly what the fuck I wanna do.Billy: That’s the Dandy we’ve come to expect! Always thinkin’ about the strategy. Chris Avery: Always playing chess with his gamesmanship!Dandy DiVito: The way I see it, I could use this choice to change shit up an’ just make myself happy...The crowd claps a bit. Dandy DiVito: Or I could use this shit as an opportunity to fuck somebody else’s fuckin’ day up…The crowd roars. Dandy DiVito: But earlier tonight, we heard that my next opponents won’t really be decided until next week when The Vanguard puts their status as number one contender on the line against CAPSLOCK, so since I don’t know who my challengers are for Tokyo Fite, I’m just gonna tell y’all right now that my partner is… a player to be named later!The crowd boos in disappointment. Dandy smiles a big shit eating grin as his music hits again. Billy: What a… what a let down!Chris Avery: I don’t like it anymore than you do, Billy, but I understand it. DiVito can’t be the only one with all of his cards laid out on the table!Billy: But is he going to play us all for fools again next week or not? Will we finally know who the other half of the tag team champions is next week?!Chris Avery: Only time will tell, Billy!
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:09:56 GMT -5
The ActionTron lights up with a medical update from Jayson Price.
It's a paragraph of text.
Jayson Price is in critical condition. He's deep in a coma state. He's responding slowly to medication and tests. He's trending up but it's very slow. We'll keep you updated as best we can.
- Detroit Medical Officials.
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Post by Action Reel on Jul 6, 2021 2:13:16 GMT -5
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