AUGUST 6th, 2014
BARCLAYS CENTER, BROOKLYN, NEW YORK
BARCLAYS CENTER, BROOKLYN, NEW YORK
The Ascension theme music begins to play as the camera makes rapid pans across the roaring crowd! A series of red and white pyros go off above the ring, up the ramp and then around the stage and screen leaving a haze of white smoke.
BUDDY ROBERTS: Welcome, everyone to the hottest & newest weekly television show in professional wrestling! Welcome to ASCENSION!
MICHAEL HEENAN: I am Michael Heenan along side Buddy Roberts and we are LIVE from a sold out crowd at the Barclay's Center here in Brooklyn!
The camera cuts to the broadcast table...
BR: It has been a long wait after our debut show of Revolution at Madison Square Garden where we crowned our first Hardcore Champion, got the World Heavyweight title tournament started and met most of our competitors!
MH: Yea, but who was that best of a man that interfered in the main event for no reason!?
BR: No reason? Yea right Michael. I suspect Bobby Crane has the answer to that, but we'll have to see if there are any developments tonight.
"Unbelievable" by EMF hits right as the lights fade. The crowd begins to boo.
BR: Speak of the devil!
A single red spotlight hits the curtain and after a few moments, the curtain flies open and "Beautiful" Bobby Crane comes bursting through. As he appears, the arena lights restore power and red and yellow spotlights shoot across the sea of fans in the Barclay's Center.
Clad in his signature shimmering red robe, sunglasses, and his latest accessory -- the AWS Hardcore Championship, held high above his head with one arm -- a shower of pyro rains down on him. He pauses, soaks in the hatred of the fans, and struts his way down the aisle, stopping at the ringside area to admire his reflection in the title belt.
MH: Here comes the FIRST EVER champion of any kind Buddy!
Climbing the ring steps, he wipes his feet on the apron, turns and holds the belt up for the crowd, and gets into the ring, snatching the microphone from the ring announcer. The music stops, and Bobby Crane walks right up the the camera, holds the belt up next to his face and poses with it for the fans at home.
BOBBY CRANE: You see this, AWS? You see this, New York? You see this, millions of decrepit old peons at home? While you fat slobs sat on your fat butts and stuffed your fat mouths with butter and sugar, watching AWS Revolution...Bobby Crane was busy making history.
Boooo!
BOBBY CRANE: Bobby Crane walked into Madison Square Garden and overcame the odds! Bobby Crane beat Marcus Polo in his own backyard! In front of his family and friends! In front of YOU savages here in New York!
The crowd begins to throw garbage at him.
BR: These fans don't like "The Beautiful One."
MH: I think they are sick with jealousy, Buddy!
BOBBY CRANE: That's right, stay classy, New York!
Booooo!
BOBBY CRANE: Bobby Crane beat Marcus Polo in a Hardcore match, a match fit for a barbarian like that giant goof...and the most impressive thing of ALL, is that Bobby Crane did it ALL...BY...HIMSELF!
BR: What!?
The crowd begins to chant "bull-shit! bull-shit!"
BOBBY CRANE: You kiss your mama's with those mouths? Well just as Bobby Crane made history last week at Revolution, tonight I will make history again. Tonight, the AWS Hardcore Championship is no longer! From this point forward, this championship belt has been re-christened the Bobby Crane Technical Wrestling Championship!
BOOOOO!
MH: Glorious! And what a Technical Wrestling Champion we have!
BR: I don't think he can just rename the titles Michael.
BOBBY CRANE: You disgusting, blood thirsty savages WANT to watch Bobby Crane get hit with steel chairs! Put through tables! Lit on fire!
The crowd roars.
BOBBY CRANE: Well SCREW YOU PEOPLE! When I defend this belt, you are going to see a technical wizard at work! You are going to see submission holds you never dreamed of! You are going to see mat wrestling at its finest, and do you know why? Because Bobby Crane is above this crap!
"We want hard core! *clap clap clap clap clap* We want hard core!"
BR: Seems these fans think the Hardcore Champion should be doing some hardcore matches!
MH: I like our first ever Technical Wrestling Championship holder, Buddy!
BR: Is he even going to mention the beast that won him the title? Who is he?
BOBBY CRANE: Tonight, the powers that be have booked me in another hardcore match, this time against a clown named EZ-Punk. Well EZ-Punk, you bring all the tables and chairs you need to stand a fighting chance, but Bobby Crane will do what he does better than everyone else, and that's overcome the odds and put you to sleep in the center of the ring! And Punky Boy, nobody needs their Beauty Sleep more than YOU. Now!...
Bobby Crane checks his hair in the reflection of the belt, and then leans against the turnbuckle as he continues.
BOBBY CRANE: About this World Title tournament. You know, it seems to me this is all just one big formality. Making this beautiful, picture of perfection scratch and claw his way through 11 other men and women to crown him the first ever AWS World Champion. It's a waste of Bobby Crane's time, but you know what? I am nothing if not a people pleaser and I will do what needs to be done.
MH: What a stand up guy!
On August 27th, we are in the good ol' State of... (in a mock accent) a huh! a hah! a hoo! Vur-jin-ya! For the 2014 AWS Syndicate Royale. Well Virginia, you've got it all don't you? You've got your State Parks, your ocean views, your fall foliage...but the most beautiful site of all is coming to win the World title and I just wanted to say...please, PLEASE...start the process of cleaning yourselves up now, because I would hate to go all the way to Virginia and find out you're all as putrid, disgusting, and smelly as these animals here in Brooklyn! Thank you and good night!
The crowd boos wildly as Bobby Crane drops the mic and heads to the back.
BR: You notice how he didn't even address the large assistance he got at Revolution?
MH: Yea I noticed, but he doesn't need to. He probably isn't even affiliated with the man, he clearly had no part in it.
BR: Is that right Sherlock?
MH: He's been denying that he even knows who the man is all week, Buddy.
BR: Well, tonight we have a double whammy of a main event for you folks! The main event is not only a highly anticipated World Heavyweight Championship tournament match, but it is also for the vacant Television Championship!
MH: That's right, Buddy! The GM said he was going to pick the two who impressed him and apparently he has. I can't disagree with the choices.
BR: Well, Kincaid won his match, that I understand, but Drago? He lost to Theo.
MH: No need to speculate, Buddy! The GM will be joining us later to explain his reasoning.
BR: I'm looking forward to that, but for now let's get to the action with our opening contest...
BUDDY ROBERTS: Welcome, everyone to the hottest & newest weekly television show in professional wrestling! Welcome to ASCENSION!
MICHAEL HEENAN: I am Michael Heenan along side Buddy Roberts and we are LIVE from a sold out crowd at the Barclay's Center here in Brooklyn!
The camera cuts to the broadcast table...
BR: It has been a long wait after our debut show of Revolution at Madison Square Garden where we crowned our first Hardcore Champion, got the World Heavyweight title tournament started and met most of our competitors!
MH: Yea, but who was that best of a man that interfered in the main event for no reason!?
BR: No reason? Yea right Michael. I suspect Bobby Crane has the answer to that, but we'll have to see if there are any developments tonight.
"Unbelievable" by EMF hits right as the lights fade. The crowd begins to boo.
BR: Speak of the devil!
A single red spotlight hits the curtain and after a few moments, the curtain flies open and "Beautiful" Bobby Crane comes bursting through. As he appears, the arena lights restore power and red and yellow spotlights shoot across the sea of fans in the Barclay's Center.
Clad in his signature shimmering red robe, sunglasses, and his latest accessory -- the AWS Hardcore Championship, held high above his head with one arm -- a shower of pyro rains down on him. He pauses, soaks in the hatred of the fans, and struts his way down the aisle, stopping at the ringside area to admire his reflection in the title belt.
MH: Here comes the FIRST EVER champion of any kind Buddy!
Climbing the ring steps, he wipes his feet on the apron, turns and holds the belt up for the crowd, and gets into the ring, snatching the microphone from the ring announcer. The music stops, and Bobby Crane walks right up the the camera, holds the belt up next to his face and poses with it for the fans at home.
BOBBY CRANE: You see this, AWS? You see this, New York? You see this, millions of decrepit old peons at home? While you fat slobs sat on your fat butts and stuffed your fat mouths with butter and sugar, watching AWS Revolution...Bobby Crane was busy making history.
Boooo!
BOBBY CRANE: Bobby Crane walked into Madison Square Garden and overcame the odds! Bobby Crane beat Marcus Polo in his own backyard! In front of his family and friends! In front of YOU savages here in New York!
The crowd begins to throw garbage at him.
BR: These fans don't like "The Beautiful One."
MH: I think they are sick with jealousy, Buddy!
BOBBY CRANE: That's right, stay classy, New York!
Booooo!
BOBBY CRANE: Bobby Crane beat Marcus Polo in a Hardcore match, a match fit for a barbarian like that giant goof...and the most impressive thing of ALL, is that Bobby Crane did it ALL...BY...HIMSELF!
BR: What!?
The crowd begins to chant "bull-shit! bull-shit!"
BOBBY CRANE: You kiss your mama's with those mouths? Well just as Bobby Crane made history last week at Revolution, tonight I will make history again. Tonight, the AWS Hardcore Championship is no longer! From this point forward, this championship belt has been re-christened the Bobby Crane Technical Wrestling Championship!
BOOOOO!
MH: Glorious! And what a Technical Wrestling Champion we have!
BR: I don't think he can just rename the titles Michael.
BOBBY CRANE: You disgusting, blood thirsty savages WANT to watch Bobby Crane get hit with steel chairs! Put through tables! Lit on fire!
The crowd roars.
BOBBY CRANE: Well SCREW YOU PEOPLE! When I defend this belt, you are going to see a technical wizard at work! You are going to see submission holds you never dreamed of! You are going to see mat wrestling at its finest, and do you know why? Because Bobby Crane is above this crap!
"We want hard core! *clap clap clap clap clap* We want hard core!"
BR: Seems these fans think the Hardcore Champion should be doing some hardcore matches!
MH: I like our first ever Technical Wrestling Championship holder, Buddy!
BR: Is he even going to mention the beast that won him the title? Who is he?
BOBBY CRANE: Tonight, the powers that be have booked me in another hardcore match, this time against a clown named EZ-Punk. Well EZ-Punk, you bring all the tables and chairs you need to stand a fighting chance, but Bobby Crane will do what he does better than everyone else, and that's overcome the odds and put you to sleep in the center of the ring! And Punky Boy, nobody needs their Beauty Sleep more than YOU. Now!...
Bobby Crane checks his hair in the reflection of the belt, and then leans against the turnbuckle as he continues.
BOBBY CRANE: About this World Title tournament. You know, it seems to me this is all just one big formality. Making this beautiful, picture of perfection scratch and claw his way through 11 other men and women to crown him the first ever AWS World Champion. It's a waste of Bobby Crane's time, but you know what? I am nothing if not a people pleaser and I will do what needs to be done.
MH: What a stand up guy!
On August 27th, we are in the good ol' State of... (in a mock accent) a huh! a hah! a hoo! Vur-jin-ya! For the 2014 AWS Syndicate Royale. Well Virginia, you've got it all don't you? You've got your State Parks, your ocean views, your fall foliage...but the most beautiful site of all is coming to win the World title and I just wanted to say...please, PLEASE...start the process of cleaning yourselves up now, because I would hate to go all the way to Virginia and find out you're all as putrid, disgusting, and smelly as these animals here in Brooklyn! Thank you and good night!
The crowd boos wildly as Bobby Crane drops the mic and heads to the back.
BR: You notice how he didn't even address the large assistance he got at Revolution?
MH: Yea I noticed, but he doesn't need to. He probably isn't even affiliated with the man, he clearly had no part in it.
BR: Is that right Sherlock?
MH: He's been denying that he even knows who the man is all week, Buddy.
BR: Well, tonight we have a double whammy of a main event for you folks! The main event is not only a highly anticipated World Heavyweight Championship tournament match, but it is also for the vacant Television Championship!
MH: That's right, Buddy! The GM said he was going to pick the two who impressed him and apparently he has. I can't disagree with the choices.
BR: Well, Kincaid won his match, that I understand, but Drago? He lost to Theo.
MH: No need to speculate, Buddy! The GM will be joining us later to explain his reasoning.
BR: I'm looking forward to that, but for now let's get to the action with our opening contest...
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TOURNAMENT MATCH
ROUND ONE
BEARDMAN VS MARCUS POLO
Beardman's music hits to massive heat and he shows up on stage about 10-15 seconds later, slowly walking to center stage to stop and calmly taunt while gold fireworks flood the stage from top to bottom. He continues to the ring occasionally taunting fans. He steps into the ring and flexes his right bicep arrogantly and points at it to the dismay of the fans.
RING ANNOUNCER: This is a first round World Heavyweight Championship tournament match scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit. Making his way to the ring, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 255 pounds... BEARDMAN!
BR: Both of these men were unsuccessful in their AWS debut's last week at Revolution.
MH: Marcus Polo lost his chance at the Hardco... I mean "Technical Wrestling" championship last week and now he is going to lose his change at the World Heavyweight title as well!
BR: I'm not quite that pessimistic. I think Marcus Polo has a real chance here to advance.
Marcus Polo's music hits as the crowd erupts in cheers. After about 30 seconds Marcus emerges on the ramp with white smoke flooding the entrance to another huge pop. After a few taunts he walks forward a bit to the ramp and hits some intense kicks and poses as gold pyro explodes right under him. As Marcus Polo walks down the ramp his manager Hollywood Skyes comes out on the ramp to the dismay of the fans. Hollywood follows Marcus to the ring. In the ring Marcus poses a bit for the crowd and awaits the start of the match.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, being accompanied by Hollywood Skyes, hailing from Bronx, New York, weighing in at 289 pounds... MARCUS POLO!
MH: Here comes the odd couple!
BR: Marcus Polo and Hollywood do seem to have clashing ideals, but maybe that is what he needs to get to the top?
The bell rings and Marcus Polo charges at Beardman with great zest... Beardman ducks, Polo bounces off the ropes and hits a diving shoulder tackler and takes Beardman down. Marcus Polo screams and flexes his biceps!
BR: I think Marcus may be a bit frustrated after last weeks loss...
Beardman climbs to his feet as Marcus Polo bounces off of the ropes and hits another shoulder tackle. Polo gets up and immediately runs at the ropes again... third shoulder tackle! The crowd is popping big time for this house of fire. Marcus Polo picks up Beardman and locks him in a headlock.
MH: Marcus Polo is hyped up tonight!
Polo uses his weight to bring Beardman to the ground while the headlock is still cinched in. Hollywood is yelling unsavory things at Beardman while he is locked into the hold. Beardman bites the side of Marcus Polo which causes him to scream and loosen his grip a bit, just enough for Beardman to slide out and kick Polo in the spine!
BR: I don't think the referee saw that blatant bite by Beardman.
MH: I think you're seeing things, Buddy.
Beardman hits a running knee to the abdomen to Polo. Beardman starts running and follows up with a running bulldog! Polo hits the ground like a ton of bricks and Beardman gets a smile on his face. Beardman runs over to the top rope and jumps off, going for a diving back elbow... but Marcus Polo rolls out of the way just in time!
BR: So quick for a big man!
MH: I couldn't agree more, Beardman is swift!
BR: I was talking about Marcus...
Beardman is rolling on the ground in pain while Polo gets up and grabs Beardman. Polo hits some short range elbows and forearms to the face of Beardman. Polo lifts him up... side suplex! Marcus Polo picks up Beardman and hits a swift side kick followed up by a back body drop sending Beardman down again.
MH: Beardman better get a game plan together!
BR: He should already have one, maybe it isn't working out so hot.
As Marcus walks over Beardman uses his feet to trip up Marcus Polo! Beardman grabs the ankle and starts wrenching on it... but Polo is able to flip over and kick Beardman with his free foot to release the hold. Beardman strikes Polo a few times as he gets up having little effect, Beardman locks up with Polo and is able to slip behind him. He lifts Polo up attempting a German suplex but Polo has too much resistance... but Beardman is able to parlay the move into a back breaker right over his knee!
MH: That was innovative!
BR: I don't like Beardman much but he does have a good skill set.
Beardman lifts Polo up as they lock up... both competitors reverse holds and chain wrestle from position to position.
BR: This is the second first round match overall and first one tonight.
MH: I wonder how the tournament is laid out?
Marcus Polo hits a big time suplex as Beardman gets up Polo bounces off of the ropes going for a Clothesline From Hell! WAIT! BEARDMAN DUCKS! Both bounce off the ropes again. Spear by Beardman!
BR: Spear! Spear!
Beardman is stalking Polo as he gets up. He lifts him up over his head. Downward Spiral! What a twisting tornado style slam!
MH: Downward Spiral!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner via pinfall... BEARDMAN!
RING ANNOUNCER: This is a first round World Heavyweight Championship tournament match scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit. Making his way to the ring, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 255 pounds... BEARDMAN!
BR: Both of these men were unsuccessful in their AWS debut's last week at Revolution.
MH: Marcus Polo lost his chance at the Hardco... I mean "Technical Wrestling" championship last week and now he is going to lose his change at the World Heavyweight title as well!
BR: I'm not quite that pessimistic. I think Marcus Polo has a real chance here to advance.
Marcus Polo's music hits as the crowd erupts in cheers. After about 30 seconds Marcus emerges on the ramp with white smoke flooding the entrance to another huge pop. After a few taunts he walks forward a bit to the ramp and hits some intense kicks and poses as gold pyro explodes right under him. As Marcus Polo walks down the ramp his manager Hollywood Skyes comes out on the ramp to the dismay of the fans. Hollywood follows Marcus to the ring. In the ring Marcus poses a bit for the crowd and awaits the start of the match.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, being accompanied by Hollywood Skyes, hailing from Bronx, New York, weighing in at 289 pounds... MARCUS POLO!
MH: Here comes the odd couple!
BR: Marcus Polo and Hollywood do seem to have clashing ideals, but maybe that is what he needs to get to the top?
The bell rings and Marcus Polo charges at Beardman with great zest... Beardman ducks, Polo bounces off the ropes and hits a diving shoulder tackler and takes Beardman down. Marcus Polo screams and flexes his biceps!
BR: I think Marcus may be a bit frustrated after last weeks loss...
Beardman climbs to his feet as Marcus Polo bounces off of the ropes and hits another shoulder tackle. Polo gets up and immediately runs at the ropes again... third shoulder tackle! The crowd is popping big time for this house of fire. Marcus Polo picks up Beardman and locks him in a headlock.
MH: Marcus Polo is hyped up tonight!
Polo uses his weight to bring Beardman to the ground while the headlock is still cinched in. Hollywood is yelling unsavory things at Beardman while he is locked into the hold. Beardman bites the side of Marcus Polo which causes him to scream and loosen his grip a bit, just enough for Beardman to slide out and kick Polo in the spine!
BR: I don't think the referee saw that blatant bite by Beardman.
MH: I think you're seeing things, Buddy.
Beardman hits a running knee to the abdomen to Polo. Beardman starts running and follows up with a running bulldog! Polo hits the ground like a ton of bricks and Beardman gets a smile on his face. Beardman runs over to the top rope and jumps off, going for a diving back elbow... but Marcus Polo rolls out of the way just in time!
BR: So quick for a big man!
MH: I couldn't agree more, Beardman is swift!
BR: I was talking about Marcus...
Beardman is rolling on the ground in pain while Polo gets up and grabs Beardman. Polo hits some short range elbows and forearms to the face of Beardman. Polo lifts him up... side suplex! Marcus Polo picks up Beardman and hits a swift side kick followed up by a back body drop sending Beardman down again.
MH: Beardman better get a game plan together!
BR: He should already have one, maybe it isn't working out so hot.
As Marcus walks over Beardman uses his feet to trip up Marcus Polo! Beardman grabs the ankle and starts wrenching on it... but Polo is able to flip over and kick Beardman with his free foot to release the hold. Beardman strikes Polo a few times as he gets up having little effect, Beardman locks up with Polo and is able to slip behind him. He lifts Polo up attempting a German suplex but Polo has too much resistance... but Beardman is able to parlay the move into a back breaker right over his knee!
MH: That was innovative!
BR: I don't like Beardman much but he does have a good skill set.
Beardman lifts Polo up as they lock up... both competitors reverse holds and chain wrestle from position to position.
BR: This is the second first round match overall and first one tonight.
MH: I wonder how the tournament is laid out?
Marcus Polo hits a big time suplex as Beardman gets up Polo bounces off of the ropes going for a Clothesline From Hell! WAIT! BEARDMAN DUCKS! Both bounce off the ropes again. Spear by Beardman!
BR: Spear! Spear!
Beardman is stalking Polo as he gets up. He lifts him up over his head. Downward Spiral! What a twisting tornado style slam!
MH: Downward Spiral!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner via pinfall... BEARDMAN!
WINNER: BEARDMAN (ADVANCES TO QUARTERFINALS)
BR: Beardman advances to the quarterfinals!.
MH: Two losses in a row for Marcus Polo... can he turn it around?
"Just Dropped In" by Kenny Rogers begins to play over the the arena as the crowd anticipates the arrival of the owner & CEO of the Apex Wrestling Syndicate. After about twenty seconds Mr. Troy appears on stage in a nice suite waving to the crowd with a large grin on his face.Mr. Troy walks down the ramp, shaking hands and, apparently, having a good time. Mr. Troy climbs up the stairs and steps into the ring for another round of posturing. He walks over and a stage hand gives him a microphone. The music fades out as he begins to speak.
RING ANNOUNCER: Please welcome the Owner and CEO of the Apex Wrestling Syndicate... MR. TROY!
BR: Here comes the boss!
MR. TROY: How's everyone doing tonight in Brooklyn!?
The crowd erupts in cheers!
MH: Listen to these sheep.
MR. TROY: Cool... cool. Hey guys, I just wanted to come out here and give you guys the details on the massive World Heavyweight Championship tournament! We have had two matches already so it's about time we learn the details, am I right?
Now, even though math was never my strong suite it doesn't take a genius to figure out that with twelve competitors there has to be some kind of bye round since we don't have eight or sixteen people. We have twelve.
We haven't been open long enough to do any kind of seeding system so the tournament, as promised, was seeded at random. Now out of these random selected the first four drawn out of a hat were given a bye round!
BR: Sounds like eight people are going to be unhappy!
MH: Sounds like four people are going to be ecstatic!
MR. TROY: The four competitors chosen at random to get a bye on round one are: EZ-Punk!
Booo!
MR. TROY: Melvin Brown!
Booo!
BR: So far the fans not fond of the choices for the bye round.
MH: Tough shit, it was random!
MR. TROY: "Beautiful" Bobby Crane!
Booo!
MH: Yes!
MR. TROY: and last but not least... Liam McAlllister!
The crowd erupts in cheers!
MH: This was clearly rigged...
BR: I might suspect you of that Michael, but not Mr. Troy.
MH: Suck up...
MR. TROY: There are four rounds total, including the championship match and we are finishing round one here tonight! Hey graphics guy... go ahead and put the bracket up on the screen.
MH: Two losses in a row for Marcus Polo... can he turn it around?
"Just Dropped In" by Kenny Rogers begins to play over the the arena as the crowd anticipates the arrival of the owner & CEO of the Apex Wrestling Syndicate. After about twenty seconds Mr. Troy appears on stage in a nice suite waving to the crowd with a large grin on his face.Mr. Troy walks down the ramp, shaking hands and, apparently, having a good time. Mr. Troy climbs up the stairs and steps into the ring for another round of posturing. He walks over and a stage hand gives him a microphone. The music fades out as he begins to speak.
RING ANNOUNCER: Please welcome the Owner and CEO of the Apex Wrestling Syndicate... MR. TROY!
BR: Here comes the boss!
MR. TROY: How's everyone doing tonight in Brooklyn!?
The crowd erupts in cheers!
MH: Listen to these sheep.
MR. TROY: Cool... cool. Hey guys, I just wanted to come out here and give you guys the details on the massive World Heavyweight Championship tournament! We have had two matches already so it's about time we learn the details, am I right?
Now, even though math was never my strong suite it doesn't take a genius to figure out that with twelve competitors there has to be some kind of bye round since we don't have eight or sixteen people. We have twelve.
We haven't been open long enough to do any kind of seeding system so the tournament, as promised, was seeded at random. Now out of these random selected the first four drawn out of a hat were given a bye round!
BR: Sounds like eight people are going to be unhappy!
MH: Sounds like four people are going to be ecstatic!
MR. TROY: The four competitors chosen at random to get a bye on round one are: EZ-Punk!
Booo!
MR. TROY: Melvin Brown!
Booo!
BR: So far the fans not fond of the choices for the bye round.
MH: Tough shit, it was random!
MR. TROY: "Beautiful" Bobby Crane!
Booo!
MH: Yes!
MR. TROY: and last but not least... Liam McAlllister!
The crowd erupts in cheers!
MH: This was clearly rigged...
BR: I might suspect you of that Michael, but not Mr. Troy.
MH: Suck up...
MR. TROY: There are four rounds total, including the championship match and we are finishing round one here tonight! Hey graphics guy... go ahead and put the bracket up on the screen.
BR: What a tournament! Those four must feel awful lucky!
BR: Oh stop it.
MR. TROY: There you have it folks! The complete tournament bracket. The quarter finals will take place right here in Ascension next week! I am totally pumped to find our first World Heavyweight Champion and hope you all enjoy the ride.
Thanks everyone!
BR: What a class act!
MH: I've seen better...
BR: Now we move on to one of two debut's here tonight. The floundering J.T. Williams will take on newcomer Melvin Brown, a former MMA Worlds Heavyweight Champion.
MH: This should be a hell of a matchup with J.T. Williams looking to recover after losing his World Heavyweight title tournament match last week. MH: Bobby Crane should be given a bye to the final match, Buddy.
SINGLES MATCH
MELVIN BROWN VS J.T. WILLIAMS
Melvin Brown's theme hits, the crowd boos as he walks out... he hypes up by jumping up and down shaking his arms and slams his arms down and the pyro flashes all around the arena. He walks slowly to the ring, accompanied by his manager Tommy McClinton. Once he gets in the ring, he jumps up to the apron and the ring pyro hits. He jumps into the ring and warms up.
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Tommy McClinton, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 287 pounds, a former MMA World Heavyweight Champion... MELVIN "THE CARNAGE" BROWN!
BR: What an intimidating son of a bitch. I sure as heck wouldn't want to be in the ring with him, but we will see if his manager's bark is bigger than the competitors bite!
MH: This guy is a beast, but J.T. Williams is no small man himself, Buddy.
J.T. William's music hits as the crowd rumbles with boos, mixed with cheers for the hometown boy. The rumbling of the crowd is soon drowned out by the rumbling of the black Yamaha YZF-R250 that Williams drives on to the stage and down the ramp. J.T. Williams parks the bike at the end of the ramp and slides into the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, currently in the ring, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds... J.T.Williams!
BR: A bit of a mixed reaction tonight for J.T. Williams for his hometown crowd!
MH: You'd think these idiots would show a little respect for the only good thing to come out of Brooklyn.
The two are pacing around the ring as the referee calls for the bell. J.T. Williams charges at "The Carnage" but Melvin Brown pushes him in the air and hits The Uppercut! J. T. Williams slams to the mat.
BR: He calls that Pop-Up European Uppercut "'The' Uppercut!"
MH: That about took his head off!
Melvin Brown screams as Tommy smiles and rubs his hands together. He picks up J.T. Williams and hits a big powerbomb right on J.T. Williams!
MH: What a forceful powerbomb!
Tommy screams "FINISH IT!" from the outside and Melvin smirks. Melvin picks up J.T. Williams. Melvin positions J.T. Williams and hits The Final! What a devastating move!
BR: What a swinging reverse STO, with some theatrics!
Melvin starts to go for a cover, but gets a horrendous look on his face...
MH: Cover him! What is he doing?
The Carnage mounts J.T. Williams and punches him as hard as he can right across the face. J.T. Williams nose starts bleeding immediately.
BR: I think he just broke his nose!
Tommy starts laughing on the outside and Melvin punches J.T. Williams again! And again, and again, and again, and again, and again... J.T. Williams goes completely limp.
BR: Oh my god, someone stop him! HURRY!
MH: He's killing him!
He punches again and again and again, over and over! The referee tries to pull Melvin off but gets pushed out of the way. The referee calls for the bell and calls for security at the same time!
MH: Is it over? The bell rang!
BR: The referee has stopped the match! Not sure of the technical result yet...
A team of backstage security and staff rush the ring and try to pull Melvin off of Williams but keep failing. Finally a dozen men are able to pull Melvin off which amuses Tommy McClinton greatly.
MH: Is he dead?
BR: God I hope not, what a terrible thing that would be for our first TV show!?
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner by knockout... MELVIN "THE CARNAGE" BROWN!
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Tommy McClinton, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 287 pounds, a former MMA World Heavyweight Champion... MELVIN "THE CARNAGE" BROWN!
BR: What an intimidating son of a bitch. I sure as heck wouldn't want to be in the ring with him, but we will see if his manager's bark is bigger than the competitors bite!
MH: This guy is a beast, but J.T. Williams is no small man himself, Buddy.
J.T. William's music hits as the crowd rumbles with boos, mixed with cheers for the hometown boy. The rumbling of the crowd is soon drowned out by the rumbling of the black Yamaha YZF-R250 that Williams drives on to the stage and down the ramp. J.T. Williams parks the bike at the end of the ramp and slides into the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, currently in the ring, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds... J.T.Williams!
BR: A bit of a mixed reaction tonight for J.T. Williams for his hometown crowd!
MH: You'd think these idiots would show a little respect for the only good thing to come out of Brooklyn.
The two are pacing around the ring as the referee calls for the bell. J.T. Williams charges at "The Carnage" but Melvin Brown pushes him in the air and hits The Uppercut! J. T. Williams slams to the mat.
BR: He calls that Pop-Up European Uppercut "'The' Uppercut!"
MH: That about took his head off!
Melvin Brown screams as Tommy smiles and rubs his hands together. He picks up J.T. Williams and hits a big powerbomb right on J.T. Williams!
MH: What a forceful powerbomb!
Tommy screams "FINISH IT!" from the outside and Melvin smirks. Melvin picks up J.T. Williams. Melvin positions J.T. Williams and hits The Final! What a devastating move!
BR: What a swinging reverse STO, with some theatrics!
Melvin starts to go for a cover, but gets a horrendous look on his face...
MH: Cover him! What is he doing?
The Carnage mounts J.T. Williams and punches him as hard as he can right across the face. J.T. Williams nose starts bleeding immediately.
BR: I think he just broke his nose!
Tommy starts laughing on the outside and Melvin punches J.T. Williams again! And again, and again, and again, and again, and again... J.T. Williams goes completely limp.
BR: Oh my god, someone stop him! HURRY!
MH: He's killing him!
He punches again and again and again, over and over! The referee tries to pull Melvin off but gets pushed out of the way. The referee calls for the bell and calls for security at the same time!
MH: Is it over? The bell rang!
BR: The referee has stopped the match! Not sure of the technical result yet...
A team of backstage security and staff rush the ring and try to pull Melvin off of Williams but keep failing. Finally a dozen men are able to pull Melvin off which amuses Tommy McClinton greatly.
MH: Is he dead?
BR: God I hope not, what a terrible thing that would be for our first TV show!?
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner by knockout... MELVIN "THE CARNAGE" BROWN!
WINNER: MELVIN BROWN
The camera shows a medical team loading J.T. Williams on a gurney as we cut to the broadcast table.
BR: I think we have just witnessed the most shocking thing to date here in the AWS folks... wow.
MH: J.T. Williams got his head whipped! Ha...
BR: This is no time for jokes damnit. He is seriously hurt! We are lucky we got people in there before he killed him! This is outrageous. The Carnage shouldn't be allowed to compete here.
MH: This isn't a fairy ballet, Buddy. Grow up and put your big boy pants on. This is Apex Wrestling.
BR: Well folks, the beating of the unconscious J.T. Williams resulted in match stoppage by the referee. This stopping of the match because one competitor is out cold is known technically as a knockout, something we rarely see in pro wrestling.
MH: We saw a technical knockout last week with Bobby Crane, Buddy...
BR: True, both are knockouts but that was from a submission hold, also rare, but not as extreme and rare as this display.
Buddy Roberts shakes his head left and right a few times.
MH: I understand that our interviewer Geoffrey James is backstage for an interview with the man who faces Bobby Crane tonight, EZ-Punk... Geoffrey?
The camera cuts to a back area shot in front of a curtain drop where Geoffrey James is with EZ-Punk.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Good evening everyone. This is Geoffrey James here with EZ-Punk who takes on the Hardcore Champion Bobby Crane later on tonight. How are you feeling tonight, Mr. Punk?
EZ-PUNK: Like a king Geoffrey. Like a king.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Both you and Bobby Crane had successful showings last week. How do you think you will fare against the current Hardcore champion?
EZ-PUNK: I am going to snap his pretty little neck right in half with my Electric Stunner and show the world that there is only room for one top dog, and that is me... "Electric" Zaahir Punk.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Are you concerned that the unknown beast that attacked Marcus Polo last week will strike again tonight?
EZ-PUNK: He better not if he knows what is best for him. That's what is so sad about Bobby Crane, that shell of a man can't do anything for himself so it doesn't surprise me that he needs another man's assistance to win... me? I am a self made king.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Thank you for your time...
The camera cuts back to the broadcast table as EZ-Punk walks away...
MH: The King versus The Beautiful One later tonight!
MH: No one can beat my Bobby, Buddy! Although I do like Punk's style as well.
BR: If Punk can knock off Bobby Crane he may be in line for a Hardcore title shot!
BR: I think we have just witnessed the most shocking thing to date here in the AWS folks... wow.
MH: J.T. Williams got his head whipped! Ha...
BR: This is no time for jokes damnit. He is seriously hurt! We are lucky we got people in there before he killed him! This is outrageous. The Carnage shouldn't be allowed to compete here.
MH: This isn't a fairy ballet, Buddy. Grow up and put your big boy pants on. This is Apex Wrestling.
BR: Well folks, the beating of the unconscious J.T. Williams resulted in match stoppage by the referee. This stopping of the match because one competitor is out cold is known technically as a knockout, something we rarely see in pro wrestling.
MH: We saw a technical knockout last week with Bobby Crane, Buddy...
BR: True, both are knockouts but that was from a submission hold, also rare, but not as extreme and rare as this display.
Buddy Roberts shakes his head left and right a few times.
MH: I understand that our interviewer Geoffrey James is backstage for an interview with the man who faces Bobby Crane tonight, EZ-Punk... Geoffrey?
The camera cuts to a back area shot in front of a curtain drop where Geoffrey James is with EZ-Punk.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Good evening everyone. This is Geoffrey James here with EZ-Punk who takes on the Hardcore Champion Bobby Crane later on tonight. How are you feeling tonight, Mr. Punk?
EZ-PUNK: Like a king Geoffrey. Like a king.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Both you and Bobby Crane had successful showings last week. How do you think you will fare against the current Hardcore champion?
EZ-PUNK: I am going to snap his pretty little neck right in half with my Electric Stunner and show the world that there is only room for one top dog, and that is me... "Electric" Zaahir Punk.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Are you concerned that the unknown beast that attacked Marcus Polo last week will strike again tonight?
EZ-PUNK: He better not if he knows what is best for him. That's what is so sad about Bobby Crane, that shell of a man can't do anything for himself so it doesn't surprise me that he needs another man's assistance to win... me? I am a self made king.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Thank you for your time...
The camera cuts back to the broadcast table as EZ-Punk walks away...
MH: The King versus The Beautiful One later tonight!
MH: No one can beat my Bobby, Buddy! Although I do like Punk's style as well.
BR: If Punk can knock off Bobby Crane he may be in line for a Hardcore title shot!
SINGLES MATCH
LIAM McALLISTER VS RIAN RAE
"Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits comes over the PA system and the fans began to rise to their feet. After a few moments, out steps Liam to a huge pop. McAllister wears a pair of black and yellow trunks with LM on the rear with matching knee pads and black boots.
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Currently on his way to the ring, making his Apex Wrestling debut, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 205 pounds... LIAM McALLISTER!
BR: Here comes Liam in his debut AWS appearance!
MH: Let's see if he can take out Rian who won her first match here in the AWS last week.
The Power Of Love hits over the arena as the crowd erupts in cheers. Rian comes out bouncing up and down to her adoring fans. She points across the crowd as she walks down the ramp. She rolls into the ring and bounces on the ropes while waving at her fans.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, currently making her way to the ring, from Vancouver, Washington, weighing in at 130 pounds... RIAN RAE!
MH: She thinks she's hot shit since she won her World title match last week, doesn't she?
BR: What on Earth are you talking about? She is a sweet girl.
MH: She looks sweet... in more ways than one! Hey-oh!
BR: Oh hush.
The two competitors wait in their corner as the bell rings. Rian kicks Liam in the gut and tries for a jumping DDT but Liam reverses pushing her in the air making her land flat on her face. Liam Picks up Rian and hits a snap suplex!
BR: High velocity there!
Liam follows up with a chin lock causing Rian to look for a way out. Rian is able to reach the ropes and Liam breaks the hold right away.
MH: He should have held that in! he had until the count of five!
BR: Not everyone is a jerk like you, Michael.
Rian is able to hit an elbow to the face and bouncers into the ropes launching herself toward Liam... but Liam hits a picture perfect dropkick out of nowhere!
MH: He just smashed that pretty face of hers!
BR: Helluva dropkick by The British Sensation!
Rian goes down hard and Liam makes a cover attempt.
One...
Two... Kickout!
MH: Only a two count.
Rian rolls to the ropes and uses them as leverage to lift herself up. As Liam charges she bounces off of the ropes and lands on his shoulders... hurricanrana! Liam looks dazed. Rian dashes and hits a running senton on Liam! She hooks the leg!
BR: Such lightning speed!
One..
Tw-KICKOUT!
BR: Not even a two count there.
MH: This has to be the toughest British man I have ever seen! Then again that ain't saying much!
Liam dodges a leg drop attempt by Rian, as she turns around he hits a hurricanrana of his own! As she stumbles on the ground Liam signals to the crowd! Rian Rae gets up and swings at Liam, Liam ducks and grabs her from the back. He positions her head between his arm and his torso.
BR: He may be trying to finish it here!
Rian is able to get her arm behind Liam and grasp on for leverage. She lifts herself up on top of his shoulder! She tries to hit The Power Of Love but Liam is able to use her momentum to throw her off of him!
MH: She almost had him!
Liam rushes over and flips her around and hits a inverted DDT! Liam runs over to the nearest corner and climbs the turnbuckle.
BR: High risk!
Liam steadies himself and leaps! Dire Straits! Liam nails his shooting star press and hooks the legs of Rian.
MH: Oh my god! Cover!
One...
Two...
THREE!
BR: That's it!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner by pinfall... LIAM McALLISTER!
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Currently on his way to the ring, making his Apex Wrestling debut, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 205 pounds... LIAM McALLISTER!
BR: Here comes Liam in his debut AWS appearance!
MH: Let's see if he can take out Rian who won her first match here in the AWS last week.
The Power Of Love hits over the arena as the crowd erupts in cheers. Rian comes out bouncing up and down to her adoring fans. She points across the crowd as she walks down the ramp. She rolls into the ring and bounces on the ropes while waving at her fans.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, currently making her way to the ring, from Vancouver, Washington, weighing in at 130 pounds... RIAN RAE!
MH: She thinks she's hot shit since she won her World title match last week, doesn't she?
BR: What on Earth are you talking about? She is a sweet girl.
MH: She looks sweet... in more ways than one! Hey-oh!
BR: Oh hush.
The two competitors wait in their corner as the bell rings. Rian kicks Liam in the gut and tries for a jumping DDT but Liam reverses pushing her in the air making her land flat on her face. Liam Picks up Rian and hits a snap suplex!
BR: High velocity there!
Liam follows up with a chin lock causing Rian to look for a way out. Rian is able to reach the ropes and Liam breaks the hold right away.
MH: He should have held that in! he had until the count of five!
BR: Not everyone is a jerk like you, Michael.
Rian is able to hit an elbow to the face and bouncers into the ropes launching herself toward Liam... but Liam hits a picture perfect dropkick out of nowhere!
MH: He just smashed that pretty face of hers!
BR: Helluva dropkick by The British Sensation!
Rian goes down hard and Liam makes a cover attempt.
One...
Two... Kickout!
MH: Only a two count.
Rian rolls to the ropes and uses them as leverage to lift herself up. As Liam charges she bounces off of the ropes and lands on his shoulders... hurricanrana! Liam looks dazed. Rian dashes and hits a running senton on Liam! She hooks the leg!
BR: Such lightning speed!
One..
Tw-KICKOUT!
BR: Not even a two count there.
MH: This has to be the toughest British man I have ever seen! Then again that ain't saying much!
Liam dodges a leg drop attempt by Rian, as she turns around he hits a hurricanrana of his own! As she stumbles on the ground Liam signals to the crowd! Rian Rae gets up and swings at Liam, Liam ducks and grabs her from the back. He positions her head between his arm and his torso.
BR: He may be trying to finish it here!
Rian is able to get her arm behind Liam and grasp on for leverage. She lifts herself up on top of his shoulder! She tries to hit The Power Of Love but Liam is able to use her momentum to throw her off of him!
MH: She almost had him!
Liam rushes over and flips her around and hits a inverted DDT! Liam runs over to the nearest corner and climbs the turnbuckle.
BR: High risk!
Liam steadies himself and leaps! Dire Straits! Liam nails his shooting star press and hooks the legs of Rian.
MH: Oh my god! Cover!
One...
Two...
THREE!
BR: That's it!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner by pinfall... LIAM McALLISTER!
MH: A big win in his debut here in the AWS!
BR: Rian gave it her all though, let's not forget that!
As Liam is getting his hand raised by the referee Rian is staggering to her feet in the middle of the ring. Rian faces Liam as their eyes lock!
MH: Here we go, this isn't over yet!
Liam looks on edge... Rian sticks her hand out looking for a handshake! The crowd roars.
BR: Oh man...
Liam shakes! The crowd erupts in cheers. They nod to each other and separate. Rian begins to head to the back and Liam plays the crowd a little bit more.
MH: That is gross.
BR: Damn fine act of sportsmanship to me, Michael. What was wrong with that?
MH: What kind of self-respecting competitor would tolerate heir opponent like that?
BR: I guess you're not used to people tolerating you, huh?
The focus shifts to titantron. AWS interviewer Geoffrey James is walking in AWS backstage area, apparently unaware that they are live. A cameraman is with him. After walking for some time they pass a corridor and enter a dark part of the backstage.They keep walking.
CAMERAMAN: Where the fuck are we?
GEOFFREY JAMES: How am I supposed to know?
CAMERAMAN: Goddammit, can't he talk in a nicer and more comfortable place.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Husshh...
They walk some more and enter a comparatively brighter, room type like area. There are large equipment boxes in the area. In the left corner, they see Jason Drago, who is sitting on one of big boxes, wrapping the tape around his forehand; getting ready for his match against Kincaid. Geoffrey tells the cameraman to stay there and reaches Drago. He says something which we can't hear. After a while, Geoffrey calls the cameraman. Camera goes near them. Drago is still doing his what he was doing
GEOFFREY JAMES: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome my guest of this time; The controversial, Jason Drago.
The camera zooms out and focuses on Jason Drago with an unimpressed expression on his face and starts shaking his head
JASON DRAGO: Before this interview starts I need to say two things straight away. First of all... Why do I always get stuck with a fatass interviewer like you? Not only that but it's like you haven't discovered deodorant yet! Second of all I am sick and tired of idiots like you constantly referring to me as "controversial". There's nothing controversial about me!
GEOFFREY JAMES: Well nonetheless it is great to be joined by you, Drago. The reason I and others call you controversial might be due to the fact that you used some dirty tactics during your match with Theo Optimas and even after losing your match you get included in the World Heavyweight Championship tournament and a shot at the Television Championship.
JASON DRAGO: I'm sorry? Was that a question or was it an opinion of which I do not care? You came here for an interview, It was supposed to be with a knowledgeable person but no, I'm stuck with you so forgive me if I'm not willing to listen to you complain and whine like all the other jerks in the crowd and sitting at home on their fat asses. Get to the questions, I'm a busy man!
GEOFFREY JAMES: Ok well I guess my first question is what are your thoughts on the Revolution PPV and your reaction to your loss to Theo Optimas?
JASON DRAGO: I don't care if I lost. I did my job. I outperformed Theo and the you know the rest. I'm fighting for both the World Title and the Television Title and Theo... he isn't.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Yes Television title. You lost your first match while your opponent Kincaid won his match. What if he beats you?
JASON DRAGO: You say that like it's a possibility. I can't be defeated-
GEOFFREY JAMES: That's debatable..
JASON DRAGO: Shut your mouth. Don't you ever interrupt me ever again when I'm speaking! You ever do that again and I'll knock you out quicker than Marcus Polo's pathetic career! As I was saying, I can not be defeated. I am not going to lose tonight. It's impossible for me to lose! Kincaid maybe be bigger and tougher than me, but he's not better than me.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Well, moving on.There's a man who I am sure you've heard about by now, Melvin Brown. As you know Jason after arriving here in the AWS, Melvin has been targeting you. This man is a former MMA fighter. Are you intimidated by his comments?
Drago's face gets a smug look. He jumps down and gets in Geoffrey's face.
JASON DRAGO: Hmm Melvin Brown. Melvin... Brown. Anyone who thinks I'm intimidated by those statements should be fired and shot on site. No, I'm not worried, I'm more disappointed than anything. I wanted a tough opponent, a man that a victory over would bring a credible excellent defense to my resume, but until we sign the Superman or Hulk, we will have to settle for this cream of the crap in the AWS roster.
He wants a match against me. Usually, I'm all for an easy match, but this is just ridiculous. I'd rather be sitting at my home, watching a documentary on National Geographic than be in a match against Melvin Brown. Which, is something that I actually do when I'm not on TV.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Melvin Brown's manager Mr. Tommy McClinton has been calling you boring and pathetic. Your response?
JASON DRAGO: Really? Well, if Tommy thinks I am boring, he needs to go on dictionary.com and look up the word "hypocrite." Back when Melvin was a MMA fighter, he was the type of guy that nobody paid attention to, and was just....there.
A dictionary would do both these men good, but that's beside the point! I am one of the most entertaining superstars in the world, both inside and outside the ring. Calling me boring is just like a schoolyard bully calling a kid "gay" cause he has no better insult. He knows his man can't win, so they are going for cheap insults. He is even worse than Theo Optimas but at least Theo can wrestle, but these two, they are like a sausage buffet after 11:00 AM, nothing but weak links.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Tommy has also-
Drago cuts him off.
JASON DRAGO: Ah nope. This interview is over. Just thinking about Melvin Brown makes me wanna shoot myself in head.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Alright. Thanks for your time Drago.
JASON DRAGO: That's another thing. You haven't earned the right to call me "Drago". It's 'The' Jason Drago for you. And for god's sake take a bath, man. And by god, I of course mean me. Now get lost!
As Geoffrey James and the camera man turn to leave Tommy McClinton walks into the room.
TOMMY McCLINTON: Where do you think you're going? You have to stay and capture THIS on film!
Tommy steps out of the doorway as Melvin "The Carnage" Brown comes running in! Geoffrey dives out of the way as the camera man steps back and records the action.
BR: There's Melvin Brown!
MH: He nearly killed J.T. Williams earlier tonight and now he is going for Drago!
Melvin tackles Jason Drago to the ground and starts pummeling him as Tommy laughs. Jason is just barely able to reach his kendo stick and smashes Melvin in the head with it. As Melvin is taken aback for a moment Drago springs up and starts ruthlessly attacking Melvin with the kendo stick!
BR: The kendo stick the equalizer here!
Melvin is able to get a few good punches in before a few dozen security and staff rush in to separate the two men. We cut back to the broadcast table.
MH: Sparks are going to fly when these two finally meet in the ring!
BR: You got that right, that's if Melvin Brown is even allowed to compete after what he did tonight.
MH: Next up we've got our second of three World Heavyweight tournament matches for the night.
BR: Rian gave it her all though, let's not forget that!
As Liam is getting his hand raised by the referee Rian is staggering to her feet in the middle of the ring. Rian faces Liam as their eyes lock!
MH: Here we go, this isn't over yet!
Liam looks on edge... Rian sticks her hand out looking for a handshake! The crowd roars.
BR: Oh man...
Liam shakes! The crowd erupts in cheers. They nod to each other and separate. Rian begins to head to the back and Liam plays the crowd a little bit more.
MH: That is gross.
BR: Damn fine act of sportsmanship to me, Michael. What was wrong with that?
MH: What kind of self-respecting competitor would tolerate heir opponent like that?
BR: I guess you're not used to people tolerating you, huh?
The focus shifts to titantron. AWS interviewer Geoffrey James is walking in AWS backstage area, apparently unaware that they are live. A cameraman is with him. After walking for some time they pass a corridor and enter a dark part of the backstage.They keep walking.
CAMERAMAN: Where the fuck are we?
GEOFFREY JAMES: How am I supposed to know?
CAMERAMAN: Goddammit, can't he talk in a nicer and more comfortable place.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Husshh...
They walk some more and enter a comparatively brighter, room type like area. There are large equipment boxes in the area. In the left corner, they see Jason Drago, who is sitting on one of big boxes, wrapping the tape around his forehand; getting ready for his match against Kincaid. Geoffrey tells the cameraman to stay there and reaches Drago. He says something which we can't hear. After a while, Geoffrey calls the cameraman. Camera goes near them. Drago is still doing his what he was doing
GEOFFREY JAMES: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome my guest of this time; The controversial, Jason Drago.
The camera zooms out and focuses on Jason Drago with an unimpressed expression on his face and starts shaking his head
JASON DRAGO: Before this interview starts I need to say two things straight away. First of all... Why do I always get stuck with a fatass interviewer like you? Not only that but it's like you haven't discovered deodorant yet! Second of all I am sick and tired of idiots like you constantly referring to me as "controversial". There's nothing controversial about me!
GEOFFREY JAMES: Well nonetheless it is great to be joined by you, Drago. The reason I and others call you controversial might be due to the fact that you used some dirty tactics during your match with Theo Optimas and even after losing your match you get included in the World Heavyweight Championship tournament and a shot at the Television Championship.
JASON DRAGO: I'm sorry? Was that a question or was it an opinion of which I do not care? You came here for an interview, It was supposed to be with a knowledgeable person but no, I'm stuck with you so forgive me if I'm not willing to listen to you complain and whine like all the other jerks in the crowd and sitting at home on their fat asses. Get to the questions, I'm a busy man!
GEOFFREY JAMES: Ok well I guess my first question is what are your thoughts on the Revolution PPV and your reaction to your loss to Theo Optimas?
JASON DRAGO: I don't care if I lost. I did my job. I outperformed Theo and the you know the rest. I'm fighting for both the World Title and the Television Title and Theo... he isn't.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Yes Television title. You lost your first match while your opponent Kincaid won his match. What if he beats you?
JASON DRAGO: You say that like it's a possibility. I can't be defeated-
GEOFFREY JAMES: That's debatable..
JASON DRAGO: Shut your mouth. Don't you ever interrupt me ever again when I'm speaking! You ever do that again and I'll knock you out quicker than Marcus Polo's pathetic career! As I was saying, I can not be defeated. I am not going to lose tonight. It's impossible for me to lose! Kincaid maybe be bigger and tougher than me, but he's not better than me.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Well, moving on.There's a man who I am sure you've heard about by now, Melvin Brown. As you know Jason after arriving here in the AWS, Melvin has been targeting you. This man is a former MMA fighter. Are you intimidated by his comments?
Drago's face gets a smug look. He jumps down and gets in Geoffrey's face.
JASON DRAGO: Hmm Melvin Brown. Melvin... Brown. Anyone who thinks I'm intimidated by those statements should be fired and shot on site. No, I'm not worried, I'm more disappointed than anything. I wanted a tough opponent, a man that a victory over would bring a credible excellent defense to my resume, but until we sign the Superman or Hulk, we will have to settle for this cream of the crap in the AWS roster.
He wants a match against me. Usually, I'm all for an easy match, but this is just ridiculous. I'd rather be sitting at my home, watching a documentary on National Geographic than be in a match against Melvin Brown. Which, is something that I actually do when I'm not on TV.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Melvin Brown's manager Mr. Tommy McClinton has been calling you boring and pathetic. Your response?
JASON DRAGO: Really? Well, if Tommy thinks I am boring, he needs to go on dictionary.com and look up the word "hypocrite." Back when Melvin was a MMA fighter, he was the type of guy that nobody paid attention to, and was just....there.
A dictionary would do both these men good, but that's beside the point! I am one of the most entertaining superstars in the world, both inside and outside the ring. Calling me boring is just like a schoolyard bully calling a kid "gay" cause he has no better insult. He knows his man can't win, so they are going for cheap insults. He is even worse than Theo Optimas but at least Theo can wrestle, but these two, they are like a sausage buffet after 11:00 AM, nothing but weak links.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Tommy has also-
Drago cuts him off.
JASON DRAGO: Ah nope. This interview is over. Just thinking about Melvin Brown makes me wanna shoot myself in head.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Alright. Thanks for your time Drago.
JASON DRAGO: That's another thing. You haven't earned the right to call me "Drago". It's 'The' Jason Drago for you. And for god's sake take a bath, man. And by god, I of course mean me. Now get lost!
As Geoffrey James and the camera man turn to leave Tommy McClinton walks into the room.
TOMMY McCLINTON: Where do you think you're going? You have to stay and capture THIS on film!
Tommy steps out of the doorway as Melvin "The Carnage" Brown comes running in! Geoffrey dives out of the way as the camera man steps back and records the action.
BR: There's Melvin Brown!
MH: He nearly killed J.T. Williams earlier tonight and now he is going for Drago!
Melvin tackles Jason Drago to the ground and starts pummeling him as Tommy laughs. Jason is just barely able to reach his kendo stick and smashes Melvin in the head with it. As Melvin is taken aback for a moment Drago springs up and starts ruthlessly attacking Melvin with the kendo stick!
BR: The kendo stick the equalizer here!
Melvin is able to get a few good punches in before a few dozen security and staff rush in to separate the two men. We cut back to the broadcast table.
MH: Sparks are going to fly when these two finally meet in the ring!
BR: You got that right, that's if Melvin Brown is even allowed to compete after what he did tonight.
MH: Next up we've got our second of three World Heavyweight tournament matches for the night.
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TOURNAMENT MATCH
ROUND ONE
HATCHET VS THEO OPTIMAS
Under And Over It By Five Finger Death Punch hits the airwaves as the lights dim down. Hatchet walks out from the back as the crowd stands and gives him their appreciation. Hatchet takes in the crowds cheers then runs down the aisle and slides into the ring. He walks over to the near turnbuckle and raises his arms up. As the music fades, Hatchet prepares for the match.. but squatting in the corner waiting for the match to begin.
RING ANNOUNCER: This is a first round World Heavyweight Championship tournament match scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. On his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 198 pounds... HATCHET!
MH: Here comes the big loser!
BR: He had that match won last week, he just made a few rookie mistakes which cost him dearly.
MH: Blah blah blah...
BR: This is Theo's rookie year as well mind you, that may factor in this match.
"Palladio" by eScala begins over the PA, accompanied by Theo's entrance video. At 6 seconds in, Theo makes his entrance onto the stage. After only a few steps, he stops, looks left and right, and rests his hands on his hips with an air of superiority. He continues to oscillate, looking around at the fans. At 16 seconds in, he continues walking across the stage and down the ramp. At 48 seconds into his theme, pyros ignite above the ring, raining down silver sparkles.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, hailing from Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom, weighing in at 210 pounds... THEO OPTIMAS!
The two lockup right as the bell rings, wasting little time. Hatchet and Theo exchange chops back and forth. Theo whips Hatchet but Hatchet slips to the ground sliding between Theo's legs Hatchet hops up and hits a big dropkick right to Theo!
BR: Both these men going with some enthusiasm here!
MH: Well a match for the World title is on the line in this tournament! I just feel bad for the guys that are just now signing contracts who weren't included in this tournament!
Hatchet drops to the floor and continues his assault on Theo. A series of quick elbow drops by Hatchet send the crowd into a frenzy! Hatchet hits a rolling knee and flips Theo over for a cover... but Theo jabs Hatchet in the eye!
MH: Smart!
Theo catches Hatchet and hits a German suplex on him. Theo taunts the crowd and bows. Hatchet charges at Theo and tries to hit a cross body! Theo catches Hatchet but Theo falls backwards. Theo uses the momentum to roll through and back onto his feet with Hatchet still in his hands!
BR: Good counter by Theo!
Theo lifts Hatchet onto his shoulders and hits a Samoan drop! Theo gets up and cockily covers Hatchet with one foot.
MH: Hahaha!
BR: Seems like a mistake to me.
One... KICKOUT!
Theo lifts Hatchet off of the ground and hits a suplex on Hatchet. Hatchet climbs to his knees and hits a diving chop block, taking Theo off of his feet. Hatchet runs to the ropes and charges at Theo with all of his might..
BR: Here we go!
Shining Wizard by hatchet! Theo is down! Hatchet jumps around roaring the crowd. Hatchet climbs to the top rope and points at his forearm again.
MH: This cheating again!
As Theo staggers around and turns Hatchet jumps off and... nails Theo with the Top Rope Diving Forearm Smash! He begins to go for a cover.
One...
Two...
Thr-KICKOUT!
BR: Oh my god!!! how did he kick out of that!
MH: Theo is a hell of a man, Buddy, that's how!
Hatchet is in disbelief as he lunges towards Theo. Theo ducks and as Hatchet turns around he kicks him in the gut... Theocracy! What a gutwrench powerbomb!
MH: This is it!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: This is a first round World Heavyweight Championship tournament match scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. On his way to the ring, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 198 pounds... HATCHET!
MH: Here comes the big loser!
BR: He had that match won last week, he just made a few rookie mistakes which cost him dearly.
MH: Blah blah blah...
BR: This is Theo's rookie year as well mind you, that may factor in this match.
"Palladio" by eScala begins over the PA, accompanied by Theo's entrance video. At 6 seconds in, Theo makes his entrance onto the stage. After only a few steps, he stops, looks left and right, and rests his hands on his hips with an air of superiority. He continues to oscillate, looking around at the fans. At 16 seconds in, he continues walking across the stage and down the ramp. At 48 seconds into his theme, pyros ignite above the ring, raining down silver sparkles.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, hailing from Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom, weighing in at 210 pounds... THEO OPTIMAS!
The two lockup right as the bell rings, wasting little time. Hatchet and Theo exchange chops back and forth. Theo whips Hatchet but Hatchet slips to the ground sliding between Theo's legs Hatchet hops up and hits a big dropkick right to Theo!
BR: Both these men going with some enthusiasm here!
MH: Well a match for the World title is on the line in this tournament! I just feel bad for the guys that are just now signing contracts who weren't included in this tournament!
Hatchet drops to the floor and continues his assault on Theo. A series of quick elbow drops by Hatchet send the crowd into a frenzy! Hatchet hits a rolling knee and flips Theo over for a cover... but Theo jabs Hatchet in the eye!
MH: Smart!
Theo catches Hatchet and hits a German suplex on him. Theo taunts the crowd and bows. Hatchet charges at Theo and tries to hit a cross body! Theo catches Hatchet but Theo falls backwards. Theo uses the momentum to roll through and back onto his feet with Hatchet still in his hands!
BR: Good counter by Theo!
Theo lifts Hatchet onto his shoulders and hits a Samoan drop! Theo gets up and cockily covers Hatchet with one foot.
MH: Hahaha!
BR: Seems like a mistake to me.
One... KICKOUT!
Theo lifts Hatchet off of the ground and hits a suplex on Hatchet. Hatchet climbs to his knees and hits a diving chop block, taking Theo off of his feet. Hatchet runs to the ropes and charges at Theo with all of his might..
BR: Here we go!
Shining Wizard by hatchet! Theo is down! Hatchet jumps around roaring the crowd. Hatchet climbs to the top rope and points at his forearm again.
MH: This cheating again!
As Theo staggers around and turns Hatchet jumps off and... nails Theo with the Top Rope Diving Forearm Smash! He begins to go for a cover.
One...
Two...
Thr-KICKOUT!
BR: Oh my god!!! how did he kick out of that!
MH: Theo is a hell of a man, Buddy, that's how!
Hatchet is in disbelief as he lunges towards Theo. Theo ducks and as Hatchet turns around he kicks him in the gut... Theocracy! What a gutwrench powerbomb!
MH: This is it!
One...
Two...
THREE!
WINNER: THEO OPTIMAS (ADVANCES TO QUARTERFINALS)
BR: No luck for Hatchet again this week!
MH: I'm not so sure Hatchet is cut out for this line of work, Buddy!
BR: In just a few moments I am told we are going to be joined by Apex Wrestling General Manager Alistair Mason with exclusive comments regarding the Television title.
MH: I can't wait!
"I've Got It All" by Jim Johnston hits causing the crowd to erupt in a rumble of boos and disapproval. We see a young handsome man step out onto the stage with a smug smirk on his face. He paces back and forth on the stage, looking out into the crowd. He steadily makes his way into the ring and the music fades...
RING ANNOUNCER: Please welcome the Apex Wrestling Syndicate General Manager... ALISTAIR MASON!
BR: The fans aren't all to impressed with our GM.
MH: They are jealous of his genius, Buddy.
ALISTAIR MASON: Good evening everyone!
The crowd boos.
ALISTAIR MASON: I'm doing well, thank you for asking! Now all week I keep getting asked about my decision on the Television title. Why hold it now? Why did I pick who I picked? People question me at every turn.
You want to know why I get to make decisions like this? Because I know what's best. I am smarter than all of you...
The crowd overflows with boos.
BR: Not exactly making it better, is he?
MH: Why would he, he is the man in charge here.
ALISTAIR MASON: Well it seemed pretty obvious to me that we needed to crown our first Television champion on our first television show, right? Right.
Then it just came to picking WHO, Unlike the World Heavyweight title where a tournament determines who gets a shot, I hand picked the two men who will get a shot at being the first Television champion.
Now Kincaid was a more obvious choice. The man has talent and he won his debut match here in the AWS, but then again I can't give the shot to everyone who won, now could I? Kincaid impressed me by being able to put away a former World champion.
Now the real hot-button issue is Jason Drago. Why Jason Drago? He lost against Theo. Why give him the shot? Well, I'll tell you why... BECAUSE I SAID SO.
Alistair begins to climb out of the ring as the ground roars with hatred.
MH: Good enough reason for me, Buddy!
BR: That isn't a real reason at all! What a joke. I guess what he says goes? Up next we have a hardcore match between EZ-Punk and Bobby Crane!
MH: Just to be clear, Bobby's Technical Wrestling Championship is NOT on the line here!
BR: True, but if Punk can win, he may be in line for a shot! ALISTAIR MASON: What? That's all you guys need to know. You pay us to entertain you and that is exactly what I have set up for the main event. Now drink the Kool-Aid and sit down!
MH: I'm not so sure Hatchet is cut out for this line of work, Buddy!
BR: In just a few moments I am told we are going to be joined by Apex Wrestling General Manager Alistair Mason with exclusive comments regarding the Television title.
MH: I can't wait!
"I've Got It All" by Jim Johnston hits causing the crowd to erupt in a rumble of boos and disapproval. We see a young handsome man step out onto the stage with a smug smirk on his face. He paces back and forth on the stage, looking out into the crowd. He steadily makes his way into the ring and the music fades...
RING ANNOUNCER: Please welcome the Apex Wrestling Syndicate General Manager... ALISTAIR MASON!
BR: The fans aren't all to impressed with our GM.
MH: They are jealous of his genius, Buddy.
ALISTAIR MASON: Good evening everyone!
The crowd boos.
ALISTAIR MASON: I'm doing well, thank you for asking! Now all week I keep getting asked about my decision on the Television title. Why hold it now? Why did I pick who I picked? People question me at every turn.
You want to know why I get to make decisions like this? Because I know what's best. I am smarter than all of you...
The crowd overflows with boos.
BR: Not exactly making it better, is he?
MH: Why would he, he is the man in charge here.
ALISTAIR MASON: Well it seemed pretty obvious to me that we needed to crown our first Television champion on our first television show, right? Right.
Then it just came to picking WHO, Unlike the World Heavyweight title where a tournament determines who gets a shot, I hand picked the two men who will get a shot at being the first Television champion.
Now Kincaid was a more obvious choice. The man has talent and he won his debut match here in the AWS, but then again I can't give the shot to everyone who won, now could I? Kincaid impressed me by being able to put away a former World champion.
Now the real hot-button issue is Jason Drago. Why Jason Drago? He lost against Theo. Why give him the shot? Well, I'll tell you why... BECAUSE I SAID SO.
Alistair begins to climb out of the ring as the ground roars with hatred.
MH: Good enough reason for me, Buddy!
BR: That isn't a real reason at all! What a joke. I guess what he says goes? Up next we have a hardcore match between EZ-Punk and Bobby Crane!
MH: Just to be clear, Bobby's Technical Wrestling Championship is NOT on the line here!
BR: True, but if Punk can win, he may be in line for a shot! ALISTAIR MASON: What? That's all you guys need to know. You pay us to entertain you and that is exactly what I have set up for the main event. Now drink the Kool-Aid and sit down!
NON-TITLE HARDCORE MATCH
EZ-PUNK VS "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY CRANE
“Hail To The King” hits while a video package showing his greatness is played on the big screen. After about 15 seconds, he graces the crowd with his presence. EZ-Punk makes his way down to the ring with an intense look on his face while a wave of hatred from the crowd flows over him. He slides into the ring and shows off his refined physique while posturing on the turnbuckle. “Wow these fans are sure lucky to see me” he thinks to himself.
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is a hardcore match scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit! On his way to the ring, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 250 pounds... EZ-PUNK!
BR: Here comes the man who beat Hatchet last week in his AWS debut!
MH: This is a tough choice but I gotta go with my Bobby.
The lights dim and a single red spotlight hits the entrance curtain. A rumbling bass line ripples through the arena for dramatic effect, and as the crowd boos wildly in anticipation of who they know is about to walk out from the back, "Unbelievable" by EMF hits. Golden pyro erupts in a steady stream as the song's opening "Ooooh!" echoes through the arena.
As the pyro rains down on the entrance way, out steps "Beautiful" Bobby Crane. His flowing red robe is adorned with silver glitter which shimmers in the spotlight, and "Beautiful" is hand stitched onto the back, which the camera gets a good shot of as he turns his back to the ring, holds out his arms to the side like a prophet, and soaks in imaginary adulation from the crowd, while in reality he is showered with boos. The red spotlight follows him all the way down the aisle, where a ring attendant passes him a hand mirror. Bobby Crane holds up the mirror, checks his hair, flashes a winning smile, and then leans in towards the camera.
"Don't hate me because I'm beautiful," he mockingly pleads with our viewers at home.
He climbs the ring steps, wipes his feet on the apron, and climbs through the ropes, spinning in a dramatic circle with his arms outstretched. The crowd sends louder jeers his way, which he ignores, and he bends his knee slightly and bows like royalty for the fans in attendance.
As he backs into his corner, a gorgeous young woman in a sparkling golden dress awaits him. He opens up his arms and allows the young lady to untie and remove his robe. After warning her to take care of it, he demands the referee hold the ropes for her.
Crane stands clad in dark red trunks, matching knee pads and boots, with "BBC" hand written in black on the sides of each boot.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, weighing in a 220 pounds... he is the current AWS Hardcore Champion... "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY CRANE!
MH: There's the champ!
BR: The champ with his ill-gotten championship!
The two veterans study one another as the bell signals the start of the match. Punk darts over and kicks Bobby right in the balls!
BR: That didn't take long!
EZ-Punk starts pulling on Bobby's hair! This causes Bobby to freak the fuck out and slash at Punk's face with his fingernails. Bobby jumps down on Punk and starts wailing on him.
MH: You don't mess with The Beautiful One's hair!
Bobby Crane regains his composure and stands up. He takes a deep breath and straightens his hair. Bobby picks up Punk and twists his arm around with a wristlock. Bobby forces Punk to the ground and locks in an armbar!
BR: The crowd wants to see a hardcore match!
MH: Bobby wants to show off why he is the Technical Wrestling champion!
Bobby Crane blows kisses to the crowd while the submission is locked in, only drawing the ire of the fans in attendance. Punk is able to reverse and hits a belly to belly suplex on Crane. Punk slides out of the ring and picks up a steel chair.
BR: Punk's going hardcore!
Punk slides in the ring and slams the steel chair into the back of Bobby Crane! Punk sets the chair on the floor and lifts Bobby up. DDT right on the chair!
MH: Why does everyone want to mess up Bobby's face?
Bobby Crane blocks an attempt to be Irish whipped with his own! On the return Bobby Crane his a beautiful drop kick on Punk. Bobby Crane walks over and locks in the sharpshooter! Punk is close to the ropes but can't quite reach them for the leverage.
BR: Again with a submission hold!
The crowd boos at the display as EZ-Punk reaches the ropes and is able to pull himself out to the floor. Punk lifts the curtain and tries to slide a table out! The crowd roars for the table and starts chanting "we want tables... clap clap, clap clap clap... we want tables!" The table is about halfway out as Bobby Crane comes up from behind and hits a clubbing blow to the back of Punk.
MH: Good think he stopped that barbarian from getting a table in the mix!
BR: God forbid weapons are used in a hardcore match!
Bobby Crane whips Punk back into the ring and tries to lock in a cross face variant.. but Punk is able to get to the ropes and reverse the leverage. Punk kicks Bobby Crane in the gut, then flips him around and hits the Perfect Reflection! Punk slides out of the ring...
BR: He should have went for the cover right there after that Cobra Clutch slam he calls the "Perfect Reflection!"
MH: He wants that damn table!
Punk once again goes for the table, but has to move some debris out of the way first. He has the table about three quarters of the way out when Bobby Crane grabs him from inside the ring and punches him in the face.
BR: Crane back up!
Bobby Crane takes a few steps and runs forward. Running baseball slide kick! Punk goes flying into the barrier then the ground. Bobby slides out of the ring and puts his hands on the table. The crowd roars with excitement and begins the tables chant once more!
BR: This crowd wants to see some table action!
Bobby shakes his head and slides the table all the way back under the ring. The crowd boos furiously at Bobby Crane. Bobby picks up Punk and puts him back in the ring. Bobby climbs to the top rope and mocks the crowd, but EZ-Punk is trying to get up! Punk shakes the ropes causing Bobby to lose his balance and crush his "Beautiful Parts" on the turnbuckle!
MH: Oh no!
Punk rushes over and hits a big dropkick to Bobby just as Bobby was trying to stand up on the turnbuckle! Bobby goes flying and slams right through the announcers table!
BR: Not again! Two damned weeks in a row!
Punk is on his knees in the ring trying to catch his breath and re-orientate himself. Out of nowhere the big unnamed beast from last week jumps over the crowd barrier and snatches the Hardcore championship on his way to the ring!
MH: There he is again!
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is a hardcore match scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit! On his way to the ring, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 250 pounds... EZ-PUNK!
BR: Here comes the man who beat Hatchet last week in his AWS debut!
MH: This is a tough choice but I gotta go with my Bobby.
The lights dim and a single red spotlight hits the entrance curtain. A rumbling bass line ripples through the arena for dramatic effect, and as the crowd boos wildly in anticipation of who they know is about to walk out from the back, "Unbelievable" by EMF hits. Golden pyro erupts in a steady stream as the song's opening "Ooooh!" echoes through the arena.
As the pyro rains down on the entrance way, out steps "Beautiful" Bobby Crane. His flowing red robe is adorned with silver glitter which shimmers in the spotlight, and "Beautiful" is hand stitched onto the back, which the camera gets a good shot of as he turns his back to the ring, holds out his arms to the side like a prophet, and soaks in imaginary adulation from the crowd, while in reality he is showered with boos. The red spotlight follows him all the way down the aisle, where a ring attendant passes him a hand mirror. Bobby Crane holds up the mirror, checks his hair, flashes a winning smile, and then leans in towards the camera.
"Don't hate me because I'm beautiful," he mockingly pleads with our viewers at home.
He climbs the ring steps, wipes his feet on the apron, and climbs through the ropes, spinning in a dramatic circle with his arms outstretched. The crowd sends louder jeers his way, which he ignores, and he bends his knee slightly and bows like royalty for the fans in attendance.
As he backs into his corner, a gorgeous young woman in a sparkling golden dress awaits him. He opens up his arms and allows the young lady to untie and remove his robe. After warning her to take care of it, he demands the referee hold the ropes for her.
Crane stands clad in dark red trunks, matching knee pads and boots, with "BBC" hand written in black on the sides of each boot.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, weighing in a 220 pounds... he is the current AWS Hardcore Champion... "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY CRANE!
MH: There's the champ!
BR: The champ with his ill-gotten championship!
The two veterans study one another as the bell signals the start of the match. Punk darts over and kicks Bobby right in the balls!
BR: That didn't take long!
EZ-Punk starts pulling on Bobby's hair! This causes Bobby to freak the fuck out and slash at Punk's face with his fingernails. Bobby jumps down on Punk and starts wailing on him.
MH: You don't mess with The Beautiful One's hair!
Bobby Crane regains his composure and stands up. He takes a deep breath and straightens his hair. Bobby picks up Punk and twists his arm around with a wristlock. Bobby forces Punk to the ground and locks in an armbar!
BR: The crowd wants to see a hardcore match!
MH: Bobby wants to show off why he is the Technical Wrestling champion!
Bobby Crane blows kisses to the crowd while the submission is locked in, only drawing the ire of the fans in attendance. Punk is able to reverse and hits a belly to belly suplex on Crane. Punk slides out of the ring and picks up a steel chair.
BR: Punk's going hardcore!
Punk slides in the ring and slams the steel chair into the back of Bobby Crane! Punk sets the chair on the floor and lifts Bobby up. DDT right on the chair!
MH: Why does everyone want to mess up Bobby's face?
Bobby Crane blocks an attempt to be Irish whipped with his own! On the return Bobby Crane his a beautiful drop kick on Punk. Bobby Crane walks over and locks in the sharpshooter! Punk is close to the ropes but can't quite reach them for the leverage.
BR: Again with a submission hold!
The crowd boos at the display as EZ-Punk reaches the ropes and is able to pull himself out to the floor. Punk lifts the curtain and tries to slide a table out! The crowd roars for the table and starts chanting "we want tables... clap clap, clap clap clap... we want tables!" The table is about halfway out as Bobby Crane comes up from behind and hits a clubbing blow to the back of Punk.
MH: Good think he stopped that barbarian from getting a table in the mix!
BR: God forbid weapons are used in a hardcore match!
Bobby Crane whips Punk back into the ring and tries to lock in a cross face variant.. but Punk is able to get to the ropes and reverse the leverage. Punk kicks Bobby Crane in the gut, then flips him around and hits the Perfect Reflection! Punk slides out of the ring...
BR: He should have went for the cover right there after that Cobra Clutch slam he calls the "Perfect Reflection!"
MH: He wants that damn table!
Punk once again goes for the table, but has to move some debris out of the way first. He has the table about three quarters of the way out when Bobby Crane grabs him from inside the ring and punches him in the face.
BR: Crane back up!
Bobby Crane takes a few steps and runs forward. Running baseball slide kick! Punk goes flying into the barrier then the ground. Bobby slides out of the ring and puts his hands on the table. The crowd roars with excitement and begins the tables chant once more!
BR: This crowd wants to see some table action!
Bobby shakes his head and slides the table all the way back under the ring. The crowd boos furiously at Bobby Crane. Bobby picks up Punk and puts him back in the ring. Bobby climbs to the top rope and mocks the crowd, but EZ-Punk is trying to get up! Punk shakes the ropes causing Bobby to lose his balance and crush his "Beautiful Parts" on the turnbuckle!
MH: Oh no!
Punk rushes over and hits a big dropkick to Bobby just as Bobby was trying to stand up on the turnbuckle! Bobby goes flying and slams right through the announcers table!
BR: Not again! Two damned weeks in a row!
Punk is on his knees in the ring trying to catch his breath and re-orientate himself. Out of nowhere the big unnamed beast from last week jumps over the crowd barrier and snatches the Hardcore championship on his way to the ring!
MH: There he is again!
The unknown beast slides into the ring as EZ-Punk turns around! Just a moment too late though as the unknown beast slams Punk in the head with the Hardcore title. The title and Punk thud to the ground. Bobby Crane starts to come to on the outside and is crawling toward the ring.
BR: Not again! Not again damnit! Damnit to hell!
The unknown beast picks up Punk and hits that tornado like spinning torture rack slam on Punk, who lands right on the Hardcore title!
MH: What a devastating move!!
BR: Here comes Bobby Crane! Like a vulture!
Bobby Crane slides into the ring and the unknown beast slides out of the ring. Bobby Crane locks in the Beauty Sleep! The referee checks Punk who is not responding. He lifts his arm and lets it fall.
One...
He lifts it a second time and drops it. It falls with a heavy thud.
Two...
MH: One more time and Bobby wins again!
The referee lifts Punks arm and drops it one last time...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner via knockout... "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY CRANE!
BR: Not again! Not again damnit! Damnit to hell!
The unknown beast picks up Punk and hits that tornado like spinning torture rack slam on Punk, who lands right on the Hardcore title!
MH: What a devastating move!!
BR: Here comes Bobby Crane! Like a vulture!
Bobby Crane slides into the ring and the unknown beast slides out of the ring. Bobby Crane locks in the Beauty Sleep! The referee checks Punk who is not responding. He lifts his arm and lets it fall.
One...
He lifts it a second time and drops it. It falls with a heavy thud.
Two...
MH: One more time and Bobby wins again!
The referee lifts Punks arm and drops it one last time...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Your winner via knockout... "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY CRANE!
WINNER: "BEAUTIFUL" BOBBY CRANE
BR: That damned beast of a man did it again! He got Bobby Crane the victory!
MH: Who are you talking about, there were only two men in this match!
Bobby Crane takes his title and runs around the ring with it once again! He parties up the ramp completely ignoring the un-ignorable man who is following him up the ramp. Who is this large man?
BR: Is he being hired by Bobby Crane or what?
MH: I told you last week that he doesn't need any help, Buddy! He is probably just a big fan.
BR: You're an idiot, you know what? Well folks... it has already been one hell of a night for our debut television show but we aren't finished yet!
MH: That's right! Up next is our main event! The final first round World Heavyweight tournament match AND the match to determine the first ever Television champion!
BR: Wait, what? Ok. Folks I have just been told that we have some footage to air, I'm not really sure what this is about...
DATE: Sunday, August 3, 2014. 1:56 PM
LOCATION: Reno, Nevada
The camera fades in to show the boots of someone who is clearly working out.
VOICE: Four-Nine-Seven, Four-Nine-Eight, Four-Nine-Nine…
He takes a deep breath before continuing.
VOICE: Five Hundred.
Two barbells, both weighing 100 pounds, drop to the floor on either side of him. This person then walks over to a mini-fridge in the corner and takes out a bottle of water. He takes a sip before climbing the set of nearby stairs. At the top, he opens the door to reveal the interior of a large, lush, and very expensive mansion. The view out the windows suggests that this is the first floor and that the gym is in the basement. The man walks over to one of the chairs and sits down, but one thing is oddly stagnant in the air. It is deathly quiet, everywhere except in the man's head. Memories flash of the things that used to go on here.
VOICE: Can't believe it's been five years.
The man leans forward and lifts the top of his coffee table to reveal a hidden compartment. He takes out a small metal pipe and a bag of pot. He loads the bowl, pulls out his lighter, and takes a hit. He lets it sink in before blowing out the smoke. A few seconds later his phone starts ringing, and he picks it up and answers it.
VOICE: Yes?...This is he…Uh huh…I see…okay…thank you.
The man ends the call and takes another hit. He then puts his pipe away and lets out a long sigh. The camera then pans up to reveal the face of this mystery man: Matthias Barrows.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Time for a little family reunion.
The scene fades to black until a screen showing the below date and location appears.
DATE: Sunday, August 3, 2014. 10:31 PM
LOCATION: Wild Orchid Strip Club. Reno, Nevada
Barrows walks into the Wild Orchid strip club and is met at the door by the bouncer.
BOUNCER: How’s it going tonight, man? Cover tonight is $6.00.
Barrows drops the money on the counter.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Hey man, is your head of security working tonight.
BOUNCER: He is.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Will you give him this and tell him I’m out here. I need to talk to him.
Barrows hands the man his business card.
BOUNCER: You got it.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Thanks, man.
Barrows enters the club to see a topless brunette pole dancing. He sits and watches for a few minutes until he hears a strange cackling noise behind him. He turns around to see a man standing only three and a half feet tall brandishing a cattle prod.
2nd VOICE: Someone ask for the head of security?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Hello Gary. It’s been a long time.
GARY: Cut the small talk. What do you want?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Come on now, that’s not the Gary I know.
GARY: The Gary YOU know died the day you left the wrestling business.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: I didn’t leave, I was forced into retirement when the doors were locked in Richland. But that’s why I’m here. There’s a new organization called Apex Wrestling Syndicate. I’m heading there in a couple of weeks to restore my honor, and I want you there when it happens.
GARY: Why?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Why do you think? You and I are a team.
GARY: But why should I just give up everything I’ve accomplished by myself to rejoin with you? I’m a success on my own here.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Oh please, Gary. You didn’t even teach that guy at the door to card me. Face it, you know that being on the road with me was greatest time in your life.
GARY: So what if it was?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Gary, you’re more than just my best friend. I consider you family. So we’ve been through a rough patch. Things like that happen. Isn’t there any way we can put all that behind us and get the good times back?
Gary sighs as he contemplates his choice.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Plus, I need you if I’m going to find the others. Just think about it, will ya? It’ll be just like old times. We go on the road, we do damage in the ring, then we fly home and get fucked up at nine in the morning, and repeat.
GARY: No promises, but I’ll give it some thought.
Knowing this is as far as he’s going to get, Barrows stands up and walks out the door.
DATE: Monday, August 4, 2014. 3:53 AM
LOCATION: Barrows Mansion, residence of Matthias Barrows. Reno, Nevada.
As Matthias Barrows lays in his bed, he is awakened by the sound of someone pounding on his front door and repeatedly ringing his doorbell.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Dammit.
Barrows rolls out of his bed and walks to his front door. On his way there, he picks up a strong scent.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Whew! Either someone’s having a party, or I need to do my laundry.
Barrows opens the door and, at first, finds no one there. A few seconds later, the man he met at the strip club, “Gary”, flies into his chest knocking them both to the floor. Gary’s eyes are red and squinty, and Barrows can practically SEE the aroma coming off of his body.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: You’re high as a kite, aren’t you.
GARY: I’m higher than Everest! Gary the Assassin has arrived!
A smile creeps on to Barrows' face.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Gary, we’re back!
The two friends hug.
GARY: So when do we get back into the game?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Slow down. It’s a different league than what we’re used to, but our strategy remains the same. We need to get the old gang back together. Say, what happened to the dragons?
GARY: When the bottom fell out, they said they were going home. But you know as well as I do that was a lie.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Yeah, they can’t go home. They were branded traitors. Going home would mean they’d be killed.
GARY: They’re wrestlers at heart, so my guess is that they’re back where they got their start.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Then it’s settled. There’s some spare beds upstairs. Get some rest Gary, because we’re going to Japan!
GARY: WHOOO!!
The camera fades to black.
MH: Who are you talking about, there were only two men in this match!
Bobby Crane takes his title and runs around the ring with it once again! He parties up the ramp completely ignoring the un-ignorable man who is following him up the ramp. Who is this large man?
BR: Is he being hired by Bobby Crane or what?
MH: I told you last week that he doesn't need any help, Buddy! He is probably just a big fan.
BR: You're an idiot, you know what? Well folks... it has already been one hell of a night for our debut television show but we aren't finished yet!
MH: That's right! Up next is our main event! The final first round World Heavyweight tournament match AND the match to determine the first ever Television champion!
BR: Wait, what? Ok. Folks I have just been told that we have some footage to air, I'm not really sure what this is about...
DATE: Sunday, August 3, 2014. 1:56 PM
LOCATION: Reno, Nevada
The camera fades in to show the boots of someone who is clearly working out.
VOICE: Four-Nine-Seven, Four-Nine-Eight, Four-Nine-Nine…
He takes a deep breath before continuing.
VOICE: Five Hundred.
Two barbells, both weighing 100 pounds, drop to the floor on either side of him. This person then walks over to a mini-fridge in the corner and takes out a bottle of water. He takes a sip before climbing the set of nearby stairs. At the top, he opens the door to reveal the interior of a large, lush, and very expensive mansion. The view out the windows suggests that this is the first floor and that the gym is in the basement. The man walks over to one of the chairs and sits down, but one thing is oddly stagnant in the air. It is deathly quiet, everywhere except in the man's head. Memories flash of the things that used to go on here.
VOICE: Can't believe it's been five years.
The man leans forward and lifts the top of his coffee table to reveal a hidden compartment. He takes out a small metal pipe and a bag of pot. He loads the bowl, pulls out his lighter, and takes a hit. He lets it sink in before blowing out the smoke. A few seconds later his phone starts ringing, and he picks it up and answers it.
VOICE: Yes?...This is he…Uh huh…I see…okay…thank you.
The man ends the call and takes another hit. He then puts his pipe away and lets out a long sigh. The camera then pans up to reveal the face of this mystery man: Matthias Barrows.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Time for a little family reunion.
The scene fades to black until a screen showing the below date and location appears.
DATE: Sunday, August 3, 2014. 10:31 PM
LOCATION: Wild Orchid Strip Club. Reno, Nevada
Barrows walks into the Wild Orchid strip club and is met at the door by the bouncer.
BOUNCER: How’s it going tonight, man? Cover tonight is $6.00.
Barrows drops the money on the counter.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Hey man, is your head of security working tonight.
BOUNCER: He is.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Will you give him this and tell him I’m out here. I need to talk to him.
Barrows hands the man his business card.
BOUNCER: You got it.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Thanks, man.
Barrows enters the club to see a topless brunette pole dancing. He sits and watches for a few minutes until he hears a strange cackling noise behind him. He turns around to see a man standing only three and a half feet tall brandishing a cattle prod.
2nd VOICE: Someone ask for the head of security?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Hello Gary. It’s been a long time.
GARY: Cut the small talk. What do you want?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Come on now, that’s not the Gary I know.
GARY: The Gary YOU know died the day you left the wrestling business.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: I didn’t leave, I was forced into retirement when the doors were locked in Richland. But that’s why I’m here. There’s a new organization called Apex Wrestling Syndicate. I’m heading there in a couple of weeks to restore my honor, and I want you there when it happens.
GARY: Why?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Why do you think? You and I are a team.
GARY: But why should I just give up everything I’ve accomplished by myself to rejoin with you? I’m a success on my own here.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Oh please, Gary. You didn’t even teach that guy at the door to card me. Face it, you know that being on the road with me was greatest time in your life.
GARY: So what if it was?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Gary, you’re more than just my best friend. I consider you family. So we’ve been through a rough patch. Things like that happen. Isn’t there any way we can put all that behind us and get the good times back?
Gary sighs as he contemplates his choice.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Plus, I need you if I’m going to find the others. Just think about it, will ya? It’ll be just like old times. We go on the road, we do damage in the ring, then we fly home and get fucked up at nine in the morning, and repeat.
GARY: No promises, but I’ll give it some thought.
Knowing this is as far as he’s going to get, Barrows stands up and walks out the door.
DATE: Monday, August 4, 2014. 3:53 AM
LOCATION: Barrows Mansion, residence of Matthias Barrows. Reno, Nevada.
As Matthias Barrows lays in his bed, he is awakened by the sound of someone pounding on his front door and repeatedly ringing his doorbell.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Dammit.
Barrows rolls out of his bed and walks to his front door. On his way there, he picks up a strong scent.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Whew! Either someone’s having a party, or I need to do my laundry.
Barrows opens the door and, at first, finds no one there. A few seconds later, the man he met at the strip club, “Gary”, flies into his chest knocking them both to the floor. Gary’s eyes are red and squinty, and Barrows can practically SEE the aroma coming off of his body.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: You’re high as a kite, aren’t you.
GARY: I’m higher than Everest! Gary the Assassin has arrived!
A smile creeps on to Barrows' face.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Gary, we’re back!
The two friends hug.
GARY: So when do we get back into the game?
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Slow down. It’s a different league than what we’re used to, but our strategy remains the same. We need to get the old gang back together. Say, what happened to the dragons?
GARY: When the bottom fell out, they said they were going home. But you know as well as I do that was a lie.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Yeah, they can’t go home. They were branded traitors. Going home would mean they’d be killed.
GARY: They’re wrestlers at heart, so my guess is that they’re back where they got their start.
MATTHIAS BARROWS: Then it’s settled. There’s some spare beds upstairs. Get some rest Gary, because we’re going to Japan!
GARY: WHOOO!!
The camera fades to black.
MAIN EVENT
JASON DRAGO VS KINCAID
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TOURNAMENT MATCH (ROUND ONE)
TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
Drago's music hits. Arena fills with boos as he enters through the crowd. His face has no expression as he is walking down the stairs. He enters the ring and goes to a turnbuckle. Climbs the middle rope and throws his hands up as crowd boos loudly.
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is a World Heavyweight Championship first round tournament match, AND is for the AWS Television Championship! This match is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Currently in the ring, from Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 221 pounds... JASON DRAGO!
MH: Huge, huge match right here, Buddy!
BR: Implications for TWO championships in this match alone!
As the voice of Queen's "I Want It All" play through the arena the lights dim. From the back, Kincaid emerges slowly as the guitar kicks in. He stares out over the jeering fans and sneers back at them. Behind him, his manager Alyssa walks up with a smile on her face. The reception for her is more kind and this seems to disgust him more. He walks down to ringside, jawing with the fans and mocking a few before rolling under the ropes into the ring. He heads over to the corner and gets up to the second buckle, yelling some more insults at the fans and awaiting the bell.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, being accompanied by Alyssa, hailing from Bearing, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 240 pounds... KINCAID!
MH: I'm not sure if Jason Drago is one hundred percent after that attack by Melvin earlier in the show!
BR: He may not be, Michael, but I guess time will tell. This match is such a large match. The loser not only doesn't get to be the TV Champion but he also is eliminated from the World Heavyweight title tournament!
The bell sounds as the two men stand and stare at one another. Kincaid locks up with Jason Drago into a stalemate. The two separate and lock horns again. This time Drago gets a few knee shots to the ribs and hits Kincaid with a neckbreaker.
BR: Which of these men will be the TV Champion!?
Kincaid is back on his feet right away and locks up with Drago once more. Kincaid grabs Drago's head and whips him into the ground followed up by an elbow drop. Kincaid stomps on Drago's face a few times before being pushed away by the referee. Kincaid picks Drago up and hits a back drop!MH: A few more drops like that and Kincaid may have this one wrapped up!
Kincaid picks up Drago and takes him to the second rope. He places Drago's neck on the rope and presses his knee into the back of the head of Drago! The referee begins to count off this illegal move.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Kincaid releases the hold and taunts the crowd.
BR: He better watch it! He's playing it awful loose for my likes with two titles that he is going for. One tonight and one in the future if he wins more matches!
Kincaid picks up Drago but Drago hits a big right hand on Kincaid knocking him back! Drago whips Kincaid into the corner and follows up with a running boot to the head! Drago wraps Kincaid's arm around the rope and pulls.
MH: Both of these guys are hungry to make it to the top of the Apex Wrestling Syndicate!
Drago whips Kincaid into the opposite corner and follows up with a running DDT! Kincaid is down hard. Alyssa looks worried! Drago goes for the cover...
One..
Two...
BR: He's got it!
T-KICKOUT!
Two count by Drago. Drago leaps off of the second turnbuckle and nails a double foot stomp on Kincaid! Drago picks up Kincaid and whips him into the ropes, Drago catches him on the return and hits a tilt-a-whirl slam! Drago eyes the kendo stick on the outside of the ring.
MH: Drago eyeballing that kendo stick!
BR: It didn't help him last week, it probably won't this week either!
Drago tries to lift Kincaid but Kincaid grabs Drago's legs and flips over him into a pinning predicament!
BR: What agility by Kincaid!
One...
Two... KICKOUT!
Kincaid gets up and wrestles Drago to the ground. Kincaid locks in a Boston crab on Drago who is frantically trying to reach the ropes. Kincaid drags him closer to the center of the ring and cinches it back in!
MH: Is he going to tap!?
BR: He can't be in that kind of hold much longer!
Drago is able to lift up enough to kick his foot under him and hit a big enzuigiri on the back of Kincaid's neck! Drago lifts up Kincaid and whips him into the ropes. Sidewalk slam by Drago! Drago jumps to the top rope and goes for a moonsault! Moonsault connects!
MH: Best moonsault in the business!
Drago goes for the cover.
One...
Two... KICKOUT!
BR: Solid two count!
Drago looks slightly frustrated as he lifts up off the ground. Drago runs at Kincaid but Kincaid hits the swinging neckbreaker! Alyssa begins to cheer for her husband. Kincaid walks over and picks up Drago. Spinebuster by Kincaid! Kincaid signals that this one is over!
MH: Drago's damn spine might broken, Buddy!
Kincaid heads to the top rope and jumps... From On High Kincaid connects with his big top rope splash! This one has to be over! Kincaid hooks the leg.
BR: He's got the leg!
One...
Two...
Thre-KICKOUT!
MH: He got him, He got him!
BR: NO!.. IT'S TWO... IT'S TWO!
Alyssa's face sinks after the kickout but yells to Kincaid to try again! Kincaid wraps the arm up and hooks the leg!
MH: Trying again!
One...
Two...
Kickout!
Drago kicks out again! Kincaid gets up and lifts Drago off of the ground. Short arm clothesline by Kincaid!
BR: What the hell is this!?
Melvin "The Carnage" Brown is running down to ringside! Alyssa runs to the opposite side of the ring to stay away as Melvin picks up Drago's kendo stick! Alyssa jumps up on the apron and is trying to tell the referee what is going on but the referee is distracted trying to get Alyssa off the apron!
MH: This could end badly!
Kincaid is walking over to the referee to tell him to get his damn hands off of his wife as Melvin Brown jumps on the apron! Melvin swings the kendo stick at Drago but Drago ducks! Drago takes the kendo stick and hits Melvin over the head with it which causes him to fall to the outside!
BR: Total mayhem here!
Before Kincaid can reach the referee Drago runs over and sweeps Kincaid's legs with the kendo stick! As Kincaid tries to get back up Drago smashes the kendo stock across the face of Kincaid! Kincaid tosses the kendo stick to the outside as the referee finally turns around.Drago lifts up the groggy Kincaid and hits his Drago Death Driver! What a over the shoulder back to belly piledriver!
MH: He's going for the cover!
BR: I think Melvin has accidentally assisted Drago!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: You're winner via pinfall and NNNNEEEWWWW AWS TELEVISION CHAMPION...JASON DRAGO!
RING ANNOUNCER: This match is a World Heavyweight Championship first round tournament match, AND is for the AWS Television Championship! This match is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit. Currently in the ring, from Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 221 pounds... JASON DRAGO!
MH: Huge, huge match right here, Buddy!
BR: Implications for TWO championships in this match alone!
As the voice of Queen's "I Want It All" play through the arena the lights dim. From the back, Kincaid emerges slowly as the guitar kicks in. He stares out over the jeering fans and sneers back at them. Behind him, his manager Alyssa walks up with a smile on her face. The reception for her is more kind and this seems to disgust him more. He walks down to ringside, jawing with the fans and mocking a few before rolling under the ropes into the ring. He heads over to the corner and gets up to the second buckle, yelling some more insults at the fans and awaiting the bell.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, being accompanied by Alyssa, hailing from Bearing, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 240 pounds... KINCAID!
MH: I'm not sure if Jason Drago is one hundred percent after that attack by Melvin earlier in the show!
BR: He may not be, Michael, but I guess time will tell. This match is such a large match. The loser not only doesn't get to be the TV Champion but he also is eliminated from the World Heavyweight title tournament!
The bell sounds as the two men stand and stare at one another. Kincaid locks up with Jason Drago into a stalemate. The two separate and lock horns again. This time Drago gets a few knee shots to the ribs and hits Kincaid with a neckbreaker.
BR: Which of these men will be the TV Champion!?
Kincaid is back on his feet right away and locks up with Drago once more. Kincaid grabs Drago's head and whips him into the ground followed up by an elbow drop. Kincaid stomps on Drago's face a few times before being pushed away by the referee. Kincaid picks Drago up and hits a back drop!MH: A few more drops like that and Kincaid may have this one wrapped up!
Kincaid picks up Drago and takes him to the second rope. He places Drago's neck on the rope and presses his knee into the back of the head of Drago! The referee begins to count off this illegal move.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Kincaid releases the hold and taunts the crowd.
BR: He better watch it! He's playing it awful loose for my likes with two titles that he is going for. One tonight and one in the future if he wins more matches!
Kincaid picks up Drago but Drago hits a big right hand on Kincaid knocking him back! Drago whips Kincaid into the corner and follows up with a running boot to the head! Drago wraps Kincaid's arm around the rope and pulls.
MH: Both of these guys are hungry to make it to the top of the Apex Wrestling Syndicate!
Drago whips Kincaid into the opposite corner and follows up with a running DDT! Kincaid is down hard. Alyssa looks worried! Drago goes for the cover...
One..
Two...
BR: He's got it!
T-KICKOUT!
Two count by Drago. Drago leaps off of the second turnbuckle and nails a double foot stomp on Kincaid! Drago picks up Kincaid and whips him into the ropes, Drago catches him on the return and hits a tilt-a-whirl slam! Drago eyes the kendo stick on the outside of the ring.
MH: Drago eyeballing that kendo stick!
BR: It didn't help him last week, it probably won't this week either!
Drago tries to lift Kincaid but Kincaid grabs Drago's legs and flips over him into a pinning predicament!
BR: What agility by Kincaid!
One...
Two... KICKOUT!
Kincaid gets up and wrestles Drago to the ground. Kincaid locks in a Boston crab on Drago who is frantically trying to reach the ropes. Kincaid drags him closer to the center of the ring and cinches it back in!
MH: Is he going to tap!?
BR: He can't be in that kind of hold much longer!
Drago is able to lift up enough to kick his foot under him and hit a big enzuigiri on the back of Kincaid's neck! Drago lifts up Kincaid and whips him into the ropes. Sidewalk slam by Drago! Drago jumps to the top rope and goes for a moonsault! Moonsault connects!
MH: Best moonsault in the business!
Drago goes for the cover.
One...
Two... KICKOUT!
BR: Solid two count!
Drago looks slightly frustrated as he lifts up off the ground. Drago runs at Kincaid but Kincaid hits the swinging neckbreaker! Alyssa begins to cheer for her husband. Kincaid walks over and picks up Drago. Spinebuster by Kincaid! Kincaid signals that this one is over!
MH: Drago's damn spine might broken, Buddy!
Kincaid heads to the top rope and jumps... From On High Kincaid connects with his big top rope splash! This one has to be over! Kincaid hooks the leg.
BR: He's got the leg!
One...
Two...
Thre-KICKOUT!
MH: He got him, He got him!
BR: NO!.. IT'S TWO... IT'S TWO!
Alyssa's face sinks after the kickout but yells to Kincaid to try again! Kincaid wraps the arm up and hooks the leg!
MH: Trying again!
One...
Two...
Kickout!
Drago kicks out again! Kincaid gets up and lifts Drago off of the ground. Short arm clothesline by Kincaid!
BR: What the hell is this!?
Melvin "The Carnage" Brown is running down to ringside! Alyssa runs to the opposite side of the ring to stay away as Melvin picks up Drago's kendo stick! Alyssa jumps up on the apron and is trying to tell the referee what is going on but the referee is distracted trying to get Alyssa off the apron!
MH: This could end badly!
Kincaid is walking over to the referee to tell him to get his damn hands off of his wife as Melvin Brown jumps on the apron! Melvin swings the kendo stick at Drago but Drago ducks! Drago takes the kendo stick and hits Melvin over the head with it which causes him to fall to the outside!
BR: Total mayhem here!
Before Kincaid can reach the referee Drago runs over and sweeps Kincaid's legs with the kendo stick! As Kincaid tries to get back up Drago smashes the kendo stock across the face of Kincaid! Kincaid tosses the kendo stick to the outside as the referee finally turns around.Drago lifts up the groggy Kincaid and hits his Drago Death Driver! What a over the shoulder back to belly piledriver!
MH: He's going for the cover!
BR: I think Melvin has accidentally assisted Drago!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: You're winner via pinfall and NNNNEEEWWWW AWS TELEVISION CHAMPION...JASON DRAGO!
WINNER: JASON DRAGO (ADVANCES TO QUARTERFINALS & NEW TV CHAMPION)
BR: Kincaid falls short to Drago with some inadvertent help from Melvin Brown!
MH: Drago makes a GREAT Television champion! The GM must be happy!.
BR: That's it for the first round of the tournament! On your screen now is what the tournament looks like at this point.
MH: Drago makes a GREAT Television champion! The GM must be happy!.
BR: That's it for the first round of the tournament! On your screen now is what the tournament looks like at this point.
MH: The ENTIRE Quarterfinals will take place next week, right here on Ascension!
BR: Until next week, this has been Buddy Roberts and Michael Heenan for the Apex Wrestling Syndicate... See you next time!
The camera fades to the AWS logo.