MARCH 18th, 2015
PNC ARENA - RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA, USA
PNC ARENA - RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA, USA
BEFORE THE OPENING VIDEO PACKAGE
-EARLIER TONIGHT-
The scene opens up outside the PNC Arena as fans are lined up waiting to get into the show. Owen is on the scene with a megaphone and a clipboard and pen with a petition.
ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG: This match is unjust! This match is unfair! I've been loyal to Apex since I came in and now I've been ordered into a match with Hex with my job on the line. And to top it all off I have to climb a pole! Hell no, I won't go! Don't fire Owen! Don't fire Owen! Don't fire Owen!
Some of the fans get into the chat which gives Owen a reason to smile for once. He joins the chants off the megaphone and walks up handing the clipboard and a pen around as a few fans sign the petition. Owen thanks each fan in turn for their support and finally gets the clipboard and pen back. He turns around and looks up to see something across the way. He jogs over and we see Cali-Kate walking in the back entrance of the arena.
OWEN: Hey, hey! Slow down please!
Kate stops and regards Owen with a smile.
CALI-KATE: Yo yo yigiddy yo Mr. Sir RockStar. What can I do for you?
OWEN: Yo yigiddy, yeah? Kay. Sooo, I've seen you around, you're like well nice and you've been well supportive over Twitter and we are like Twitter besties as well, but Cali you haven't signed the petition to keep me from getting fired! Can you sign it now? Pleaseeee.
Owen then does the puppy dog eyes.
KATE: Aaaawwwww, that's cute. Not the eyes, stop that, that's creepy. But this petition, totally epic. Trying to get support for yourself like Malcolm Reynolds. You really are kind of a rebel out here aren't you? I dig that. You got it, sweetie.
Kate takes the petition and gives it a quick sign. She hands it back to Owen, but before she can walk away...
OWEN: Hey so you never really answered me last week. I mean I was rude and stuff and I am kinda sorry, not all the way sorry though 'cause I was kinda serious too. Seriously, what are my chances? Because oh my God you've got an amazing rack.
KATE: Uh huh. Typical.
OWEN: Okay, okay. You got an even more amazing personality. No lie.
Owen crosses his heart.
KATE: Well... you need a lot of work first. Really rough around the edges kinda thing, you know? Like... hmm, if you got rid of that ridiculous haircut, tone down the arrogance, maybe just don't speak, like ever, you might just be downright presentable. Then, maybe you can bring up your chances again.
Kate gives Owen a light pinch on the cheek. As she walks away, Owen gives a smile and turns around right into the chest of Rocky Hollywood. Owen looks up at him as Rocky looks back. Rocky then looks where Kate just went and simply stares after her. Eventually, the petition is presented to him which Rocky snatches, signs and then tosses to the ground. A visibly afraid Owen then watches as Rocky walks off, before picking up his petition and fishing for more signatures.
-EARLIER TONIGHT-
The scene opens up outside the PNC Arena as fans are lined up waiting to get into the show. Owen is on the scene with a megaphone and a clipboard and pen with a petition.
ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG: This match is unjust! This match is unfair! I've been loyal to Apex since I came in and now I've been ordered into a match with Hex with my job on the line. And to top it all off I have to climb a pole! Hell no, I won't go! Don't fire Owen! Don't fire Owen! Don't fire Owen!
Some of the fans get into the chat which gives Owen a reason to smile for once. He joins the chants off the megaphone and walks up handing the clipboard and a pen around as a few fans sign the petition. Owen thanks each fan in turn for their support and finally gets the clipboard and pen back. He turns around and looks up to see something across the way. He jogs over and we see Cali-Kate walking in the back entrance of the arena.
OWEN: Hey, hey! Slow down please!
Kate stops and regards Owen with a smile.
CALI-KATE: Yo yo yigiddy yo Mr. Sir RockStar. What can I do for you?
OWEN: Yo yigiddy, yeah? Kay. Sooo, I've seen you around, you're like well nice and you've been well supportive over Twitter and we are like Twitter besties as well, but Cali you haven't signed the petition to keep me from getting fired! Can you sign it now? Pleaseeee.
Owen then does the puppy dog eyes.
KATE: Aaaawwwww, that's cute. Not the eyes, stop that, that's creepy. But this petition, totally epic. Trying to get support for yourself like Malcolm Reynolds. You really are kind of a rebel out here aren't you? I dig that. You got it, sweetie.
Kate takes the petition and gives it a quick sign. She hands it back to Owen, but before she can walk away...
OWEN: Hey so you never really answered me last week. I mean I was rude and stuff and I am kinda sorry, not all the way sorry though 'cause I was kinda serious too. Seriously, what are my chances? Because oh my God you've got an amazing rack.
KATE: Uh huh. Typical.
OWEN: Okay, okay. You got an even more amazing personality. No lie.
Owen crosses his heart.
KATE: Well... you need a lot of work first. Really rough around the edges kinda thing, you know? Like... hmm, if you got rid of that ridiculous haircut, tone down the arrogance, maybe just don't speak, like ever, you might just be downright presentable. Then, maybe you can bring up your chances again.
Kate gives Owen a light pinch on the cheek. As she walks away, Owen gives a smile and turns around right into the chest of Rocky Hollywood. Owen looks up at him as Rocky looks back. Rocky then looks where Kate just went and simply stares after her. Eventually, the petition is presented to him which Rocky snatches, signs and then tosses to the ground. A visibly afraid Owen then watches as Rocky walks off, before picking up his petition and fishing for more signatures.
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 to Ascension just ONE WEEK away from Red Alert!
MICHAEL HEENAN: The Anarchy better be on Red Alert! Especially Black Adonis. How can Lord Velvet have a chance at winning the World title next week with Scorch & Megaton breathing down their necks?
BR: Poor Owen doesn't feel like he deserves to be put in a career threatening match.
MH: That video from a little while ago shows why we need Owen. He's awesome! I can't blame the GM for having some fun though. These two haven't worked well as a team and it's time for one of them to go!
BR: What about Rocky creeping on Kate?
MH: He probably wants to smash her head in. I'd welcome it.
"Check....check"
"Check....check"
"Check out my melody"
My Way by Limp Bizkit hits through the speakers. The lights in the arena stays normal this time but the crowd erupts in boos as after a few seconds, Caine Adams appears on stage, sans Elena, wearing street clothes.
BR: And here comes Caine Adams. I'd like to think he owes an explanation to these fans after what he did last week.
MH: Please. He doesn't owe anything to these dumbasses you call fans. He has already said that it was all business. Can't you get that in your mind?
BR: Yeah, riiight.
Caine heads towards the ring ignoring the first row fans who extend their hands trying to get a handshake. He approaches the ring but instead of entering, he goes to the Time keeper's area and takes a mic and a folded chair. He enters the ring wearing a clever smirk on his face as the crowd continues to rain him with boos. He sets up the chair and takes a seat before speaking.
CAINE ADAMS: In case anyone...
Crowd interrupts him with boos.
CAINE: Utter disrespect here tonight. So as I was saying....
He has to stop again as the crowd make a huge "You Sold Out" chant.
CAINE: Really? Don't you people have any new chants. You chant the same old shit over and over again. Get over it. It has been one week. One freakin' week!
Caine leans forward slightly before continuing.
CAINE: So, in case if anyone doesn't know, my name is Caine Adams and right now I'm here in front of you to explain why I did what I did. You see the wrestling world is on buzz after last Wednesday. Social media is bursting out. Phone calls after phone calls, emails after emails and it is all because of yours truly. Because I 'helped' the Three Kings. But, see, it shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone. I said that I will make an impact. I said that I will prove my worth but since everyone is just dying to know the reasons that caused me to do so. So I am about to tell this. Listen closely because it's something you never expected.
.
.
.
It was. Just a. Business deal.
Caine smiles and mocks the crowd as they boo him again.
CAINE: What, too soon? Tell me this. Had Anarchy done the same thing. Had they contacted me to beat up Rory and Steele - and I have already said that if they had, I would've had no problems taking down Rory Blaze and Joseph Steele.- but wouldn't you people have cheered your lungs out if that had happened? So what's the problem if Liam McAllister did it? The Anarchy guys do it you cheer them, we do it and you boo. You people disgust me! You're the definition of hypocrites. What you don't understand is I didn't do it for Liam McAllister or Rory Blaze or Joseph Steele. I did it for myself. I helped them to benefit myself. I did it to show who I am and what I am made of. To prove that I am not your regular good new guy who's going to sit and wait for opportunities to come to him. Oh no, I search for opportunities. You can't just sit idly and wait for someone to give you a opportunity, a chance. No, everyday you wake up is an opportunity, a chance and you gotta seize it. You have got to strike when the iron is hot and that's what I did. I saw an opportunity and I grabbed it by both hands. It's not my fault that Liam McAllister recognizes talent when he sees it and you people don't! Black Velvet and Jake Adonis don't! Those in management don't!
Caine takes a long pause and studies the crowd and speaks.
CAINE: And yeah ,one more thing. I would like if people stopped calling me Liam's proxy because I am NOT his proxy. Because--
Crowd: Liam's proxy! *three claps* Liam's proxy! *three claps*
CAINE: Shut up! Shut up! I am not his proxy. I, in no way, have an alliance with Liam McAllister and his henchmen. Caine Adams would never, NEVER associate himself with a alcoholic! Everything that transpired last week was a part of a business deal just like working with Rory Blaze tonight is part of a business deal. I'm not here to make friends. My goal is something else. My motives are a lot more important than this! My purpose is a lot more deeper than this. I'm here to cause a change! I'm here to carry the movement that will help the world!
Caine stands up and looks in the camera.
CAINE: My journey, my uprising, my ASCENSION to the top started last week when I slaughtered Trenton York and it continues tonight as the Straight Edge Curse strikes the so-called hardcore warriors of Apex Wrestling Syndicate. As I, along with Rory Blaze, take down Samuel Hyde and M.A.C. in their comfort zone. In an hardcore match. Tonight I'll show them how it's done. It's time to hunt some heads.
With that, Caine drops the mic and kicks the chair away. My way by Limp Bizkit hits again as he stares into the camera.
BR: This guy has been here for one week and he is picking fights with the likes of Anarchy and Rocky Hollywood and now some words against Three Kings. I don't think that's a good idea.
MH: I love it! He's one cocky son of a bitch. But I don't think he and Rory can work together.
BR: I don't think Sam Hyde and MAC can work together.
MH: I don't think you and me can work together.
BR: We will be back with our opening match, right after these messages!
The camera fades to commercial...
BUDDY ROBERTS: Welcome to Ascension just ONE WEEK away from Red Alert!
MICHAEL HEENAN: The Anarchy better be on Red Alert! Especially Black Adonis. How can Lord Velvet have a chance at winning the World title next week with Scorch & Megaton breathing down their necks?
BR: Poor Owen doesn't feel like he deserves to be put in a career threatening match.
MH: That video from a little while ago shows why we need Owen. He's awesome! I can't blame the GM for having some fun though. These two haven't worked well as a team and it's time for one of them to go!
BR: What about Rocky creeping on Kate?
MH: He probably wants to smash her head in. I'd welcome it.
"Check....check"
"Check....check"
"Check out my melody"
My Way by Limp Bizkit hits through the speakers. The lights in the arena stays normal this time but the crowd erupts in boos as after a few seconds, Caine Adams appears on stage, sans Elena, wearing street clothes.
BR: And here comes Caine Adams. I'd like to think he owes an explanation to these fans after what he did last week.
MH: Please. He doesn't owe anything to these dumbasses you call fans. He has already said that it was all business. Can't you get that in your mind?
BR: Yeah, riiight.
Caine heads towards the ring ignoring the first row fans who extend their hands trying to get a handshake. He approaches the ring but instead of entering, he goes to the Time keeper's area and takes a mic and a folded chair. He enters the ring wearing a clever smirk on his face as the crowd continues to rain him with boos. He sets up the chair and takes a seat before speaking.
CAINE ADAMS: In case anyone...
Crowd interrupts him with boos.
CAINE: Utter disrespect here tonight. So as I was saying....
He has to stop again as the crowd make a huge "You Sold Out" chant.
CAINE: Really? Don't you people have any new chants. You chant the same old shit over and over again. Get over it. It has been one week. One freakin' week!
Caine leans forward slightly before continuing.
CAINE: So, in case if anyone doesn't know, my name is Caine Adams and right now I'm here in front of you to explain why I did what I did. You see the wrestling world is on buzz after last Wednesday. Social media is bursting out. Phone calls after phone calls, emails after emails and it is all because of yours truly. Because I 'helped' the Three Kings. But, see, it shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone. I said that I will make an impact. I said that I will prove my worth but since everyone is just dying to know the reasons that caused me to do so. So I am about to tell this. Listen closely because it's something you never expected.
.
.
.
It was. Just a. Business deal.
Caine smiles and mocks the crowd as they boo him again.
CAINE: What, too soon? Tell me this. Had Anarchy done the same thing. Had they contacted me to beat up Rory and Steele - and I have already said that if they had, I would've had no problems taking down Rory Blaze and Joseph Steele.- but wouldn't you people have cheered your lungs out if that had happened? So what's the problem if Liam McAllister did it? The Anarchy guys do it you cheer them, we do it and you boo. You people disgust me! You're the definition of hypocrites. What you don't understand is I didn't do it for Liam McAllister or Rory Blaze or Joseph Steele. I did it for myself. I helped them to benefit myself. I did it to show who I am and what I am made of. To prove that I am not your regular good new guy who's going to sit and wait for opportunities to come to him. Oh no, I search for opportunities. You can't just sit idly and wait for someone to give you a opportunity, a chance. No, everyday you wake up is an opportunity, a chance and you gotta seize it. You have got to strike when the iron is hot and that's what I did. I saw an opportunity and I grabbed it by both hands. It's not my fault that Liam McAllister recognizes talent when he sees it and you people don't! Black Velvet and Jake Adonis don't! Those in management don't!
Caine takes a long pause and studies the crowd and speaks.
CAINE: And yeah ,one more thing. I would like if people stopped calling me Liam's proxy because I am NOT his proxy. Because--
Crowd: Liam's proxy! *three claps* Liam's proxy! *three claps*
CAINE: Shut up! Shut up! I am not his proxy. I, in no way, have an alliance with Liam McAllister and his henchmen. Caine Adams would never, NEVER associate himself with a alcoholic! Everything that transpired last week was a part of a business deal just like working with Rory Blaze tonight is part of a business deal. I'm not here to make friends. My goal is something else. My motives are a lot more important than this! My purpose is a lot more deeper than this. I'm here to cause a change! I'm here to carry the movement that will help the world!
Caine stands up and looks in the camera.
CAINE: My journey, my uprising, my ASCENSION to the top started last week when I slaughtered Trenton York and it continues tonight as the Straight Edge Curse strikes the so-called hardcore warriors of Apex Wrestling Syndicate. As I, along with Rory Blaze, take down Samuel Hyde and M.A.C. in their comfort zone. In an hardcore match. Tonight I'll show them how it's done. It's time to hunt some heads.
With that, Caine drops the mic and kicks the chair away. My way by Limp Bizkit hits again as he stares into the camera.
BR: This guy has been here for one week and he is picking fights with the likes of Anarchy and Rocky Hollywood and now some words against Three Kings. I don't think that's a good idea.
MH: I love it! He's one cocky son of a bitch. But I don't think he and Rory can work together.
BR: I don't think Sam Hyde and MAC can work together.
MH: I don't think you and me can work together.
BR: We will be back with our opening match, right after these messages!
The camera fades to commercial...
MICHAEL FALCONE VS TRENTON YORK
SINGLES MATCH
Michael Falcone, coming out wearing mafia like attire complete with a matching hat and a cigar walks to the ring, caring not for the many boos he receives, walking up the steps and into the ring he looks to the crowd and flips them the bird before standing in the corner.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his AWS debut, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 242 pounds... "THE DON" MICHAEL FALCONE!
BR: This guy looks gruff and tough. We will see if he can back that look up tonight.
MH: Hah! He flipped off the crowd. I love it. He knows what's up.
BR: What? Disrespecting the people that paid good money to come see you?
As "Can You Feel My Heart" by Bring Me The Horizon began to play the lights in the arena began to flicker between black and purple as the crowd begins to cheer for the dark soul known as Trenton York as York came slowly walking out on the stage with his blonde hair in front of his eyes as he wore a black leather jacket over his his black ring pants. York posed at the top of the stage extending his arms and looking up to the sky before continuing down the ramp and towards the ring. Trenton slowly creeped up the ring and into the ring as he wears a dark confident smirk on his face.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 242 pounds... TRENTON YORK!
BR: I didn't realize both them men were from the windy city!
MH: Trent has been floundering but you are never completely out as long as you keep trying.
BR: This is amazing! They are both 6'3" tall and weigh 242 pounds!
MH: What!? This is nuts!
The bell sounds as both men stand nose to nose. Their equal stature and weight obvious. Trenton swings at Falcone, but he blocks, pokes Trenton in the eyes and slaps him across the face!
BR: Such disrespect!
MH: Falcone didn't even both to put out his cigar! It's still going sitting on the steel steps! So cool.
Falcone put Trenton in a headlock, but Trenton pushed him away and holds on to Falcone's arm and pulls him back in for a hard clothesline. Trenton stomps on Falcone several times and nails a big elbow drop followed by a cover.
One...KICKOUT!
BR: One count.
Falcone is up, but Trenton catches him with a big dropkick. Trenton goes for a grapple but Falcone stomps the toe of Trenton and nails a big suplex. Falcone lifts up Trenton and nails THE BREAKDOWN!
MH: What a backstabber!
Falcone covers Trenton!
One...
Two...KICKOUT!
BR: Two!
Falcone tries to pick up York, but gets an elbow to the face for his trouble. Trenton bounces off the ropes and hits Falcone with a SHINING YORK!
MH: Shining Wizard! Bam!
Falcone rolls over to the corner and scrambles around and tries to get up. Trenton walks over and grabs Falcone and tries to lock in TWISTED!
BR: He's trying to lock in the Anaconda Vice!
MH: Look!
Michael Falcone has the cigar in his hands... he jams it into the side of Trenton! Trenton screams in pain and lets go. In one smooth motion Falcone drops the cigar, kicks it out of the ring without the referee seeing, and pushes Trenton Away... THE HEADSHOT!
BR: Rolling elbow! He calls that The Headshot!
MH: Falcone covers!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... MICHAEL FALCONE!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his AWS debut, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 242 pounds... "THE DON" MICHAEL FALCONE!
BR: This guy looks gruff and tough. We will see if he can back that look up tonight.
MH: Hah! He flipped off the crowd. I love it. He knows what's up.
BR: What? Disrespecting the people that paid good money to come see you?
As "Can You Feel My Heart" by Bring Me The Horizon began to play the lights in the arena began to flicker between black and purple as the crowd begins to cheer for the dark soul known as Trenton York as York came slowly walking out on the stage with his blonde hair in front of his eyes as he wore a black leather jacket over his his black ring pants. York posed at the top of the stage extending his arms and looking up to the sky before continuing down the ramp and towards the ring. Trenton slowly creeped up the ring and into the ring as he wears a dark confident smirk on his face.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 242 pounds... TRENTON YORK!
BR: I didn't realize both them men were from the windy city!
MH: Trent has been floundering but you are never completely out as long as you keep trying.
BR: This is amazing! They are both 6'3" tall and weigh 242 pounds!
MH: What!? This is nuts!
The bell sounds as both men stand nose to nose. Their equal stature and weight obvious. Trenton swings at Falcone, but he blocks, pokes Trenton in the eyes and slaps him across the face!
BR: Such disrespect!
MH: Falcone didn't even both to put out his cigar! It's still going sitting on the steel steps! So cool.
Falcone put Trenton in a headlock, but Trenton pushed him away and holds on to Falcone's arm and pulls him back in for a hard clothesline. Trenton stomps on Falcone several times and nails a big elbow drop followed by a cover.
One...KICKOUT!
BR: One count.
Falcone is up, but Trenton catches him with a big dropkick. Trenton goes for a grapple but Falcone stomps the toe of Trenton and nails a big suplex. Falcone lifts up Trenton and nails THE BREAKDOWN!
MH: What a backstabber!
Falcone covers Trenton!
One...
Two...KICKOUT!
BR: Two!
Falcone tries to pick up York, but gets an elbow to the face for his trouble. Trenton bounces off the ropes and hits Falcone with a SHINING YORK!
MH: Shining Wizard! Bam!
Falcone rolls over to the corner and scrambles around and tries to get up. Trenton walks over and grabs Falcone and tries to lock in TWISTED!
BR: He's trying to lock in the Anaconda Vice!
MH: Look!
Michael Falcone has the cigar in his hands... he jams it into the side of Trenton! Trenton screams in pain and lets go. In one smooth motion Falcone drops the cigar, kicks it out of the ring without the referee seeing, and pushes Trenton Away... THE HEADSHOT!
BR: Rolling elbow! He calls that The Headshot!
MH: Falcone covers!
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... MICHAEL FALCONE!
WINNER: MICHAEL FALCONE
BR: Wow! The referee didn't see the cigarette burn!
MH: It cost Trenton! I think Trenton had this if "The Don" wasn't so underhanded!
BR: Big debut for The Don Falcone... but Trenton can make something of himself with more hard work!
MH: What a great start! This is going to be a great night.
BR: Well let's keep moving along! Up next ONE CAREER WILL END.
MH: Drama bomb! Hex and Owen have tagged together for a few weeks now, but it hasn't worked well.
The scene cuts to a training area and we see Kali Cate working out. She is in her usual wrestling attire and is training real hard, she is all drenched in sweat but is still looking focused. Currently she is jumping up and down from aerobic steps stacked 5 high. She is looking in a great shape and looks completely tired when she see realizes that she isn't alone in the training center. She turns around to see a big man dressed in a suit. He is wearing his usual 3 piece suit and he is looking great. He isn't seen much in the training center as he prefers his own gym to work out at but right now, he was there and he was dressed in a suit. A 3 piece wasn't the best attire for a gym but here he was. The 21 year old Cali looks at Rocky but doesn't show any signs of uncomfortableness or fear but keeps on looking at him.
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD: Are you checking me out? I know my physique is great and you can see my ripped muscles from my suit. Hey, there is nothing wrong in checking me out, even though I am seven years older than you. You wanna see something even more impressive?
Rocky doesn’t even wait for her reply, he moves towards the weight section, removes his blazer and looses his tie and lifts the 150 kg bar and starts squatting in a suit. He does about 30 squats but shows no signs of tiredness and he sees her looking at him again.
ROCKY: Twitter doesn't matter young lady, you can't deny you are impressed and you are checking me out again.
Kate rolls her eyes at him and goes to the aerobic weights and begins lifting those.
KATE: I was just wondering when the assclown circus got into town. Seriously, don't you have like a separate douchebag training area. I'm sure it's so much more superior with all the posters of half-naked you to look at. Just curious, if there was a true clone of you out there, like Jango and all the clone troopers, would you orgasm being near yourself so much? Like would you be trying to take them back to your quarters for some late night personal physical training?
Rocky just stared at her in disbelief.
ROCKY: God, your jokes suck. You know what I am actually doing you a favour by standing by your side. Getting stalked by a 6'5 262 pounder is wayyyy more better than interviewing with that neutered bitch or sharing drinks with a couple washed-up, delusional old shits and definitely better than being praised by a 5'3 small guy who dresses up like a hen. You know Cali, even though you and I aren't best friends, even though your age is near to a first year college girl even though you work out and the smell of your sweat is suffocating me, I still think you aren't a useless dumb bimbo. I think, if done correctly, you may amount to something so, here is my offer: you can join Hollywood estates tomorrow after you take a bath. A really long bath. Don't worry, you will wrestle for me and you will be paid for it. I mean seriously, you'll get to take care of dumbasses like Jon Rocks. So, what's your answer? Don't raise your hands because I can't bear your armpit smell.
Kate simply smiles at Rocky. He narrows his eyes at her.
KATE: So let's review, so far you've insulted me, berated me, condemned me and just generally put me down and I'm supposed to accept an offer at your estate for it? Seems like diminishing returns to me. I'll tell you what though, I learned a few things about the art of negotiation from my father so here's my offer: you go out there, beat Jon Rocks, on your own, like without your chain or your gold bricks or whatever else you got in that clown suit of yours, and I'll be in your corner at Red Alert.
Rocky tosses his head back laughing almost uncontrollably.
KATE: You jest but think of it like this, you haven't been able to beat Quinlan, much less take him down without something else, some kind of equalizer, but nothing you have done has gotten you shit except for more beatdowns. Basically, you're a camper, but you can't even do that right because you get fucked up anyway. So face, it you need all the help you can get. Not that you'll beat Jon Rocks, like ever, but that's my offer, take it or leave it.
Rocky glares at Kate. She simply poker face's him right back. He draws in a huge breath and walks off. As Rocky walks off, you can hear him mutter: "I never take no for an answer." As he disappears, Cali Kate continues working out, apparently oblivious to his muttering.
MH: It cost Trenton! I think Trenton had this if "The Don" wasn't so underhanded!
BR: Big debut for The Don Falcone... but Trenton can make something of himself with more hard work!
MH: What a great start! This is going to be a great night.
BR: Well let's keep moving along! Up next ONE CAREER WILL END.
MH: Drama bomb! Hex and Owen have tagged together for a few weeks now, but it hasn't worked well.
The scene cuts to a training area and we see Kali Cate working out. She is in her usual wrestling attire and is training real hard, she is all drenched in sweat but is still looking focused. Currently she is jumping up and down from aerobic steps stacked 5 high. She is looking in a great shape and looks completely tired when she see realizes that she isn't alone in the training center. She turns around to see a big man dressed in a suit. He is wearing his usual 3 piece suit and he is looking great. He isn't seen much in the training center as he prefers his own gym to work out at but right now, he was there and he was dressed in a suit. A 3 piece wasn't the best attire for a gym but here he was. The 21 year old Cali looks at Rocky but doesn't show any signs of uncomfortableness or fear but keeps on looking at him.
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD: Are you checking me out? I know my physique is great and you can see my ripped muscles from my suit. Hey, there is nothing wrong in checking me out, even though I am seven years older than you. You wanna see something even more impressive?
Rocky doesn’t even wait for her reply, he moves towards the weight section, removes his blazer and looses his tie and lifts the 150 kg bar and starts squatting in a suit. He does about 30 squats but shows no signs of tiredness and he sees her looking at him again.
ROCKY: Twitter doesn't matter young lady, you can't deny you are impressed and you are checking me out again.
Kate rolls her eyes at him and goes to the aerobic weights and begins lifting those.
KATE: I was just wondering when the assclown circus got into town. Seriously, don't you have like a separate douchebag training area. I'm sure it's so much more superior with all the posters of half-naked you to look at. Just curious, if there was a true clone of you out there, like Jango and all the clone troopers, would you orgasm being near yourself so much? Like would you be trying to take them back to your quarters for some late night personal physical training?
Rocky just stared at her in disbelief.
ROCKY: God, your jokes suck. You know what I am actually doing you a favour by standing by your side. Getting stalked by a 6'5 262 pounder is wayyyy more better than interviewing with that neutered bitch or sharing drinks with a couple washed-up, delusional old shits and definitely better than being praised by a 5'3 small guy who dresses up like a hen. You know Cali, even though you and I aren't best friends, even though your age is near to a first year college girl even though you work out and the smell of your sweat is suffocating me, I still think you aren't a useless dumb bimbo. I think, if done correctly, you may amount to something so, here is my offer: you can join Hollywood estates tomorrow after you take a bath. A really long bath. Don't worry, you will wrestle for me and you will be paid for it. I mean seriously, you'll get to take care of dumbasses like Jon Rocks. So, what's your answer? Don't raise your hands because I can't bear your armpit smell.
Kate simply smiles at Rocky. He narrows his eyes at her.
KATE: So let's review, so far you've insulted me, berated me, condemned me and just generally put me down and I'm supposed to accept an offer at your estate for it? Seems like diminishing returns to me. I'll tell you what though, I learned a few things about the art of negotiation from my father so here's my offer: you go out there, beat Jon Rocks, on your own, like without your chain or your gold bricks or whatever else you got in that clown suit of yours, and I'll be in your corner at Red Alert.
Rocky tosses his head back laughing almost uncontrollably.
KATE: You jest but think of it like this, you haven't been able to beat Quinlan, much less take him down without something else, some kind of equalizer, but nothing you have done has gotten you shit except for more beatdowns. Basically, you're a camper, but you can't even do that right because you get fucked up anyway. So face, it you need all the help you can get. Not that you'll beat Jon Rocks, like ever, but that's my offer, take it or leave it.
Rocky glares at Kate. She simply poker face's him right back. He draws in a huge breath and walks off. As Rocky walks off, you can hear him mutter: "I never take no for an answer." As he disappears, Cali Kate continues working out, apparently oblivious to his muttering.
HEX VS ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG
PINK SLIP ON A POLE MATCH
"Get Jinxed" hits over the sound system and Hex skips out onto the stage with her hands behind her back and an innocent looking smile on her face. She skips around in circles on the stage, looking over all of the in the crowd. Once the music hits the chorus she stops skipping and her smile turns to a sick and twisted grin. That grin stays on her face as she skips down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She skips in circles in the ring as she awaits her opponent.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is a pink slip on a pole match! The winner will grab the pink slip from the pole! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 165 pounds... HEX!!!
BR: Here comes Hex! This poor girl has been beaten and thrown around. I think she is only here because she likes to be thrown around!
MH: It's good in the bedroom... but not in the ring!
"Party Like Tomorrow is the End of the World" by Steel Panther hits loudly over the speakers, and shortly afterward RockStar Owen Young pops out from behind the curtain wearing his #DONTFIREOWEN sandwich board whilst holding his megaphone. Unusually Owen is not accompanied by fireworks, a confident swagger or a happy smirk, as instead hes looking ever so afraid. As he takes a slow walk down the ramp, Owen repetitively shouts "DON'T FIRE OWEN" into his megaphone, and continues to do so once inside the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 180 pounds... ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG!!!
BR: Here comes Rockstar! He has been adamant with his "Don't Fire Owen" campaign.
MH: This will be interesting for sure. One gets the boot!
The bell sounds as the two circle one another. Rockstar charges Hex but she jumps out of the way. Hex goes for a running knee but Owen catches her and lifts her and hits a snake eyes on the turnbuckle. Hex stumbles backwards holding her face.
BR: Owen is a quick little shit isn't he?
MH: Hahahahaha, Hashtag swag!
Rockstar walks over to Hex and slaps her in the face. Hex scratches at Rockstar's face and he hunches over holding his face. Hex walks over and taunts Owen and grabs his head. Out of nowhere he whips her arms off of him and gives her a firm cunt punt.
BR: Oh god!
MH: Not illegal in this match! There is no DQ!
Rockstar runs and nails THE SPINNING WHEEL KICK! Hex flops into the corner and back out again, Rockstar follows up with THE ROCKSTAR KICK! Hex falls on the ground.
BR: Sparta kick!
Rockstar bounces off the second rope and leaps... THE LIONSAULT!
MH: Hex is getting her ass pounded... and not in the good way!
BR: You are grotesque.
Rockstar gets up and struts over to the corner. He climbs the first turnbuckle then the second... he reaches for the pink slip on the pole... but can't quite reach it. He looks somewhat embarrassed as he reached with confidence.
MH: He's almost got it!
Rockstar climbs to the third turnbuckle and grabs the pink slip! The bell sounds.
BR: Rockstar got it! Rockstar wins!
Rockstar kisses the pink slip and looks down at Hex. He leaps and nails THE DIVING LEGDROP! right on Hex! Rockstar crumbles up the pink slip up and shoves it in Hex's unconscious body. He gets up and dances around a bit.
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner... Rockstar Owen Young.... Hex has been terminated from the Apex Wrestling Syndicate!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is a pink slip on a pole match! The winner will grab the pink slip from the pole! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 165 pounds... HEX!!!
BR: Here comes Hex! This poor girl has been beaten and thrown around. I think she is only here because she likes to be thrown around!
MH: It's good in the bedroom... but not in the ring!
"Party Like Tomorrow is the End of the World" by Steel Panther hits loudly over the speakers, and shortly afterward RockStar Owen Young pops out from behind the curtain wearing his #DONTFIREOWEN sandwich board whilst holding his megaphone. Unusually Owen is not accompanied by fireworks, a confident swagger or a happy smirk, as instead hes looking ever so afraid. As he takes a slow walk down the ramp, Owen repetitively shouts "DON'T FIRE OWEN" into his megaphone, and continues to do so once inside the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 180 pounds... ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG!!!
BR: Here comes Rockstar! He has been adamant with his "Don't Fire Owen" campaign.
MH: This will be interesting for sure. One gets the boot!
The bell sounds as the two circle one another. Rockstar charges Hex but she jumps out of the way. Hex goes for a running knee but Owen catches her and lifts her and hits a snake eyes on the turnbuckle. Hex stumbles backwards holding her face.
BR: Owen is a quick little shit isn't he?
MH: Hahahahaha, Hashtag swag!
Rockstar walks over to Hex and slaps her in the face. Hex scratches at Rockstar's face and he hunches over holding his face. Hex walks over and taunts Owen and grabs his head. Out of nowhere he whips her arms off of him and gives her a firm cunt punt.
BR: Oh god!
MH: Not illegal in this match! There is no DQ!
Rockstar runs and nails THE SPINNING WHEEL KICK! Hex flops into the corner and back out again, Rockstar follows up with THE ROCKSTAR KICK! Hex falls on the ground.
BR: Sparta kick!
Rockstar bounces off the second rope and leaps... THE LIONSAULT!
MH: Hex is getting her ass pounded... and not in the good way!
BR: You are grotesque.
Rockstar gets up and struts over to the corner. He climbs the first turnbuckle then the second... he reaches for the pink slip on the pole... but can't quite reach it. He looks somewhat embarrassed as he reached with confidence.
MH: He's almost got it!
Rockstar climbs to the third turnbuckle and grabs the pink slip! The bell sounds.
BR: Rockstar got it! Rockstar wins!
Rockstar kisses the pink slip and looks down at Hex. He leaps and nails THE DIVING LEGDROP! right on Hex! Rockstar crumbles up the pink slip up and shoves it in Hex's unconscious body. He gets up and dances around a bit.
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner... Rockstar Owen Young.... Hex has been terminated from the Apex Wrestling Syndicate!
WINNER: ROCKSTAR OWEN YOUNG (HEX IS FIRED)
BR: Wow! Hex got her ass handed to her!
MH: Rockstar's gotta be happy! He got a big win and proved that he deserves to be here.
The camera cuts backstage to see Johnny Anomaly and Quinlan Quail in Quail’s locker room. Johnny is standing in front of a sitting Quinlan. Quin’s crosses his arms and he looks as if there were massive amount of thoughts going through his massive head.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: Come on Big Q, this is something that we need to do together. We need to take care of this problem.
QUINLAN QUAIL: I don’t know Johnny… I would love to take care of that problem but I’m not so sure if Jon would be too happy with us doing, that after his match…
Quail trails off. Johnny sighs and pulls a chair and sits on it backwards. He props his elbows up on the backrest of the chair and points at Quinlan.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: That’s why we wait until Jon leaves the ring and heads to the back. Look I Jon is great, easily one of my best friends, but sometimes to take care of bad people we need to do bad things.
The man with no fear shrugs, still leaning forward. Quinlan extends his open hand, facing his palm to Johnny. He connects all of his fingers to his thumb, motioning for Anomaly to shut his mouth.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Johnny, you really just need to fugwonk right now.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: I- what?
Anomaly was going to retort with his next argument to take care of this problem he kept bringing up but was caught off guard by Quinlan.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: What the fuck is a fugwonk?
Big Q’s face lights up in that childish way we very rarely get to see any more.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Words are just sounds we give meaning to. So it could mean anything you want it to.
Johnny Anomaly couldn’t help but laugh. After his laughs subsided he tapped his own forehead and then his mouth with his index finger.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: So what you’re saying is that if I wanted fugwonk to mean beat the shit out of Rocky Hollywood alongside you to teach him a lesson, it could mean that?
Quail takes a second to think, then the jovial expression returns to his face.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Yes Johnny, yes it could.
Johnny’s signature grin dances on his lips.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: Great! In that case, I got you a present!
The man with no fear reaches behind him and has two black velvet bags. The first of which he hands to Quinlan Quail, who upon hearing the tinkling of small plastic pieces hitting against one another, almost bounces up in down in excitement. Anomaly takes the other bag for himself as the cameras cut back to the ring.
MH: Rockstar's gotta be happy! He got a big win and proved that he deserves to be here.
The camera cuts backstage to see Johnny Anomaly and Quinlan Quail in Quail’s locker room. Johnny is standing in front of a sitting Quinlan. Quin’s crosses his arms and he looks as if there were massive amount of thoughts going through his massive head.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: Come on Big Q, this is something that we need to do together. We need to take care of this problem.
QUINLAN QUAIL: I don’t know Johnny… I would love to take care of that problem but I’m not so sure if Jon would be too happy with us doing, that after his match…
Quail trails off. Johnny sighs and pulls a chair and sits on it backwards. He props his elbows up on the backrest of the chair and points at Quinlan.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: That’s why we wait until Jon leaves the ring and heads to the back. Look I Jon is great, easily one of my best friends, but sometimes to take care of bad people we need to do bad things.
The man with no fear shrugs, still leaning forward. Quinlan extends his open hand, facing his palm to Johnny. He connects all of his fingers to his thumb, motioning for Anomaly to shut his mouth.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Johnny, you really just need to fugwonk right now.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: I- what?
Anomaly was going to retort with his next argument to take care of this problem he kept bringing up but was caught off guard by Quinlan.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: What the fuck is a fugwonk?
Big Q’s face lights up in that childish way we very rarely get to see any more.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Words are just sounds we give meaning to. So it could mean anything you want it to.
Johnny Anomaly couldn’t help but laugh. After his laughs subsided he tapped his own forehead and then his mouth with his index finger.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: So what you’re saying is that if I wanted fugwonk to mean beat the shit out of Rocky Hollywood alongside you to teach him a lesson, it could mean that?
Quail takes a second to think, then the jovial expression returns to his face.
QUINLAN QUAIL: Yes Johnny, yes it could.
Johnny’s signature grin dances on his lips.
JOHNNY ANOMALY: Great! In that case, I got you a present!
The man with no fear reaches behind him and has two black velvet bags. The first of which he hands to Quinlan Quail, who upon hearing the tinkling of small plastic pieces hitting against one another, almost bounces up in down in excitement. Anomaly takes the other bag for himself as the cameras cut back to the ring.
CALI-KATE VS JOHNNY ANOMALY
SINGLES MATCH
"All About That Bass" hits the PA system and the lights begin to flash light blues and pinks throughout the arena. The men in the audience begin to hoot and hollee when from behind the curtain, Kate comes out with a big smile, dancing to the music. When the tempo picks up, she begins to skip down the ramp exchanging high fives with audience members. When she gets to ringside, she goes straight for the stairs and walks up to the apron. She waves to the audience then enters the ring posing in the ring. As her music fades, she goes to her corner and starts warming up for her match.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring first, from Laguna Beach, CA, weighing in at 136 lbs…..CALI KATE!!!
BR: She’s had such an amazing career so far here, though losing to Sam Hyde last week did put a small dent in those plans.
MH: Yeah and not to mention that Rocky Hollywood has been stalking her. It’s not enough that he killed Quinlan, pissed on Quinlan, tried to take the title from Quinlan….
BR: He really hates Quinlan, doesn’t he?
MH: Well the feeling is certainly mutual. You don’t pour your fat on people you like. It’s not enough to do all that, but to stalk one of the only females on the roster? It’s disgusting. He’s a pig.
BR: I thought you would like him!
MH: I like talented wrestlers. What he’s been doing doesn’t fall into the realm of wrestling.
Johnny Anomaly comes out onto the stage and once the second set of guitars starts. He seems a lot more optimistic this time around than he usually does, even smiling and high fiving the fans, clearly an influence of Jon Rocks. He gets into the ring and poses as Jon waits on the outside.
BR: He really does have a new direction!
MH: I really wish you would all stop saying that. It’s disturbing.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Jon Rocks, from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 225lbs… JOHNNY ANOMALY!!!
Johnny turns around and Cali-Kate is staring him down across the ring. She smiles and shakes her head, after watching Johnny pose. The referee rings the bell and Kate and Johnny lock up. Johnny backs Kate up into the ropes and she launches him off. He’s surprised at the force at which she launched him, and bounces off the other ropes and runs straight into a kitchen sink.
Johnny flips around Kate’s knee and lands on his back. He claps his hands in a slow clap from his back, and Kate takes the opportunity to bounce off the ropes, jumping and going for a leg drop. Johnny sits up, and Kate takes the full force of the blow on her behind.
BR: Johnny is impressed by Cali-Kate, clearly, but he wasn’t going to let her get that leg-drop off so soon!
MH: He would have been a novice to not get out of the way of that one.
Johnny hits a quick enzuigiri on Kate, and then covers.
1…
Kickout!
Johnny picks Kate up and bounces her off the ropes, and she jumps in the air, hitting a dropkick that sends them both to the floor. They quickly get up, and Kate hits another dropkick. A third dropkick and this time Johnny stays down.
BR: Wow! It took three dropkicks to keep Johnny down!
MH: But is she going to capitalize?
Kate rolls Johnny over and locks him in a surfboard stretch!
BR: Is Johnny going to tap out?
MH: I’m just surprised that she can hold him up in the air like that!
Johnny struggles in the hold, and tries to get out of it. Cali-Kate has him in the middle of the ring, holding hard to his arms, trying to get him to tap. Eventually the weight is too much and she has to roll over and release him.
BR: She couldn’t keep his weight up in the air any longer.
MH: That’s certainly going to be a factor in most of Cali-Kate’s matches.
Johnny rubs his arms, still hurting from the stretch that he was in. He stands up and Kate dropkicks him into the corner. THAT BASS!
1…
2…
Johnny kicks out!
BR: She almost had him there!
Johnny is looking up at the rafters seeing stars after that one. Kate grabs his legs again, trying to turn him over for another surfboard stretch. Johnny pulls his legs back and launches her back into the turnbuckle. She hits the turnbuckle and lands face first on the ground.
MH: WOW! That one really hurt. She hit the turnbuckle hard on that one.
Johnny gets to his feet, still wobbly from the surfboard stretch she had him locked in. He pulls Kate to her feet and lifts her onto his shoulder. He runs forward and drops her with a power slam.
BR: Huge power slam here by Johnny!
Johnny pulls her to her feet again, and picks her up for another huge power slam. He lifts her up again, and puts her onto his shoulder once again. She wiggles out of it, and pushes him away. He bounces off the ropes and she hooks him underneath the leg and goes for a cradle pin.
1….
2….
Kickout!
BR: Interesting that Johnny hasn’t tried a pinfall since the first few moments of the match.
MH: Maybe that’s because he’s trying to respect her as a woman. He did turn over a new leaf and all that.
BR: He still needs to try to win!
MH: Maybe tell that to him instead of yelling it in my ear!
Johnny and Kate both struggle to get to their feet, using the opposite ring side ropes. Johnny runs to the other side, and Kate pulls down the ropes, Johnny spilling to the outside. Johnny lands on his feet, looking pissed. He pulls Kate’s feet out from underneath her and she slams the back of her head against the mat.
BR: She might be unconscious.
Johnny looks incredibly disturbed by himself, and Kate hasn’t moved since he slammed her on her head. Jon is looking at Johnny unapproving. Johnny rolls into the ring before the referee starts counting and looks over Kate. She kips up suddenly. GEEK CHIC KICK!
NO!
Johnny ducked underneath it, and picks her up! CORRUPTED!
MH: OH my god! He countered! He countered!
Johnny goes for the pin.
1….
2….
3….NO!
BR: She got her hand on the ropes! She got her hand on the ropes!
Johnny slaps the mat in frustration, and looks at Jon. He has a wild look in his eyes, and Jon steps up on the ring apron and gives him a pep talk. Kate sits up using the ring ropes and walks up behind Johnny. Neither Jon nor Johnny notice.
MH: Be careful Johnny! She’s going to hit you with that Geek Chic Kick! Pay attention to your goddamned match!
Johnny turns around and Kate goes for the GEEK CHIC KICK! Johnny ducks!
BR: OH MY GOD! She hit Jon! She hit Jon Rocks with the GEEK CHIC KICK!
Jon falls off the apron and onto the floor. Johnny looks at Cali-Kate with a wild and pissed off look on his face. Kate looks horrified at herself for hitting Jon.
Kate tries to tell Johnny that she's sorry, but he swings at her face. She ducks down and tries to hook his arms for the STARSTRUCK... NO! Johnny reverses... he's got her! CORRUPTED!
MH: Cover!
1...
2...
3!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... JOHNNY ANOMALY!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring first, from Laguna Beach, CA, weighing in at 136 lbs…..CALI KATE!!!
BR: She’s had such an amazing career so far here, though losing to Sam Hyde last week did put a small dent in those plans.
MH: Yeah and not to mention that Rocky Hollywood has been stalking her. It’s not enough that he killed Quinlan, pissed on Quinlan, tried to take the title from Quinlan….
BR: He really hates Quinlan, doesn’t he?
MH: Well the feeling is certainly mutual. You don’t pour your fat on people you like. It’s not enough to do all that, but to stalk one of the only females on the roster? It’s disgusting. He’s a pig.
BR: I thought you would like him!
MH: I like talented wrestlers. What he’s been doing doesn’t fall into the realm of wrestling.
Johnny Anomaly comes out onto the stage and once the second set of guitars starts. He seems a lot more optimistic this time around than he usually does, even smiling and high fiving the fans, clearly an influence of Jon Rocks. He gets into the ring and poses as Jon waits on the outside.
BR: He really does have a new direction!
MH: I really wish you would all stop saying that. It’s disturbing.
RING ANNOUNCER: And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Jon Rocks, from Providence, Rhode Island, weighing in at 225lbs… JOHNNY ANOMALY!!!
Johnny turns around and Cali-Kate is staring him down across the ring. She smiles and shakes her head, after watching Johnny pose. The referee rings the bell and Kate and Johnny lock up. Johnny backs Kate up into the ropes and she launches him off. He’s surprised at the force at which she launched him, and bounces off the other ropes and runs straight into a kitchen sink.
Johnny flips around Kate’s knee and lands on his back. He claps his hands in a slow clap from his back, and Kate takes the opportunity to bounce off the ropes, jumping and going for a leg drop. Johnny sits up, and Kate takes the full force of the blow on her behind.
BR: Johnny is impressed by Cali-Kate, clearly, but he wasn’t going to let her get that leg-drop off so soon!
MH: He would have been a novice to not get out of the way of that one.
Johnny hits a quick enzuigiri on Kate, and then covers.
1…
Kickout!
Johnny picks Kate up and bounces her off the ropes, and she jumps in the air, hitting a dropkick that sends them both to the floor. They quickly get up, and Kate hits another dropkick. A third dropkick and this time Johnny stays down.
BR: Wow! It took three dropkicks to keep Johnny down!
MH: But is she going to capitalize?
Kate rolls Johnny over and locks him in a surfboard stretch!
BR: Is Johnny going to tap out?
MH: I’m just surprised that she can hold him up in the air like that!
Johnny struggles in the hold, and tries to get out of it. Cali-Kate has him in the middle of the ring, holding hard to his arms, trying to get him to tap. Eventually the weight is too much and she has to roll over and release him.
BR: She couldn’t keep his weight up in the air any longer.
MH: That’s certainly going to be a factor in most of Cali-Kate’s matches.
Johnny rubs his arms, still hurting from the stretch that he was in. He stands up and Kate dropkicks him into the corner. THAT BASS!
1…
2…
Johnny kicks out!
BR: She almost had him there!
Johnny is looking up at the rafters seeing stars after that one. Kate grabs his legs again, trying to turn him over for another surfboard stretch. Johnny pulls his legs back and launches her back into the turnbuckle. She hits the turnbuckle and lands face first on the ground.
MH: WOW! That one really hurt. She hit the turnbuckle hard on that one.
Johnny gets to his feet, still wobbly from the surfboard stretch she had him locked in. He pulls Kate to her feet and lifts her onto his shoulder. He runs forward and drops her with a power slam.
BR: Huge power slam here by Johnny!
Johnny pulls her to her feet again, and picks her up for another huge power slam. He lifts her up again, and puts her onto his shoulder once again. She wiggles out of it, and pushes him away. He bounces off the ropes and she hooks him underneath the leg and goes for a cradle pin.
1….
2….
Kickout!
BR: Interesting that Johnny hasn’t tried a pinfall since the first few moments of the match.
MH: Maybe that’s because he’s trying to respect her as a woman. He did turn over a new leaf and all that.
BR: He still needs to try to win!
MH: Maybe tell that to him instead of yelling it in my ear!
Johnny and Kate both struggle to get to their feet, using the opposite ring side ropes. Johnny runs to the other side, and Kate pulls down the ropes, Johnny spilling to the outside. Johnny lands on his feet, looking pissed. He pulls Kate’s feet out from underneath her and she slams the back of her head against the mat.
BR: She might be unconscious.
Johnny looks incredibly disturbed by himself, and Kate hasn’t moved since he slammed her on her head. Jon is looking at Johnny unapproving. Johnny rolls into the ring before the referee starts counting and looks over Kate. She kips up suddenly. GEEK CHIC KICK!
NO!
Johnny ducked underneath it, and picks her up! CORRUPTED!
MH: OH my god! He countered! He countered!
Johnny goes for the pin.
1….
2….
3….NO!
BR: She got her hand on the ropes! She got her hand on the ropes!
Johnny slaps the mat in frustration, and looks at Jon. He has a wild look in his eyes, and Jon steps up on the ring apron and gives him a pep talk. Kate sits up using the ring ropes and walks up behind Johnny. Neither Jon nor Johnny notice.
MH: Be careful Johnny! She’s going to hit you with that Geek Chic Kick! Pay attention to your goddamned match!
Johnny turns around and Kate goes for the GEEK CHIC KICK! Johnny ducks!
BR: OH MY GOD! She hit Jon! She hit Jon Rocks with the GEEK CHIC KICK!
Jon falls off the apron and onto the floor. Johnny looks at Cali-Kate with a wild and pissed off look on his face. Kate looks horrified at herself for hitting Jon.
Kate tries to tell Johnny that she's sorry, but he swings at her face. She ducks down and tries to hook his arms for the STARSTRUCK... NO! Johnny reverses... he's got her! CORRUPTED!
MH: Cover!
1...
2...
3!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... JOHNNY ANOMALY!
WINNER: JOHNNY ANOMALY
BR: Johnny got her!
MH: I think Kate could have had this one easily. Could have gone either way.
Back in the ring, Johnny is celebrating. Johnny walks over to Kate and helps her to her feet...
BR: Uh-oh... this is never a good thing.
Johnny raises Cali-Kate's hand and points towards her much to the delight of the fans. Johnny lets go as Kate leaves the ring.
MH: What? Where was the cheap shot!?
BR: Wow. I've gotta say I'm impressed. Jon is really doing a good job!
MH: I think Kate could have had this one easily. Could have gone either way.
Back in the ring, Johnny is celebrating. Johnny walks over to Kate and helps her to her feet...
BR: Uh-oh... this is never a good thing.
Johnny raises Cali-Kate's hand and points towards her much to the delight of the fans. Johnny lets go as Kate leaves the ring.
MH: What? Where was the cheap shot!?
BR: Wow. I've gotta say I'm impressed. Jon is really doing a good job!
SAMUEL HYDE & MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY
VS RORY BLAZE(C) & "LIAM'S PROXY" CAINE ADAMS
HARDCORE TAG TEAM MATCH
Vivaldi - Classic Music Dubstep begins to play over the sound system and a horse drawn carriage enters the arena, Lemmings, Mycroft's butler, steps off of the riding area and opens the door, and Mycroft makes his way out of it to the boos of the audience. He smirks at them, knowing he is better. He walks to the ring with an air of pomp and circumstance about him.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, and is a hardcore match! Introducing first, weighing in at 250 pounds, from London, England, MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY!!!
BR: Here comes MAC! I always find it interesting when opponents are forced to team together.
MH: This man has a bright future... it just takes time to climb the ladder.
The familiar grind of a guitar comes over the speakers. As the rhythm of Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crew, the lights start to strobe. The cymbal crashes and as the song picks up, Samuel Hyde, driving a hearse designed to look like a five horned rhino, comes out to the stage. Sam rocks out, a pair of sunglasses on his face. He steps out of the car as we hear the 'Yeeeeeeeah' from the vocalist. Sam slams the door behind him, throws his sunglasses into the crowd, and makes his way down the ramp, running around the ring before sliding in through the front. He cracks his neck and jumps around a bit, glaring at anybody daring enough to look him in the eyes.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his partner, weighing in at 212 pounds, from Providence, Rhode Island, SAMUEL HYDE!!!
MH: They couldn't drive together? Haven't they heard of carbon footprint?
BR: How does a horse drawn carriage affect global warming?!?
"Check...check"
"Check...check"
"Check out my melody"
The sold out arena escapes to darkness as the opening chords of "My Way" by Limp Bizkit begins to play through the speakers. The crowd rises to it's feet as lights begin to flash on the stage. After a few seconds, Caine Adams comes out through the curtain warming up a little. Follows him, his manager and love Elena Edwards. As the song picks up, he heads towards the ring with a determined look on his face. As the hook of the song arrives, he slides into the ring and throws his arms up. He goes to the turnbuckle and poses again as the lights go back to normal. Elena claps as Caine waits in the corner.
RING ANNOUNCER: And their opponents, introducing first, weighing in at 239 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia... CAINE ADAMS!!!
BR: Here comes Caine Adams... Liam's proxy!
MH: Don't call him that! He's just a business man!
BR: Yea, well... he took Liam's money so the World champ could sit on his ass this week, one week before he defends the World title... while Black Velvet has to be in a damn tag title match!
MH: He's getting paid more by Liam to take Liam's spot in this match than Apex would pay Caine to be in a lower card match.. the World champ gets to rest and Caine gets exposure. Liam keeps the remaining funds for himself... this is a win win situation! The only losers are the fans who don't get to see him compete.
BR: It's lazy and weak, what a World champion. He gets paid a ton of cash to be in any match and he sublets it out. What a joke. Let's see what Caine can do after his big debut last week.
Dillion Francais - Masta Blasta (The REBIRTH) hits over the speakers and the crowd erupts in boos for the Hardcore champion, Rory Blaze. Rory bursts through the curtains, still wearing the Krewsade mask, energetically and motions for the crowd to stand on their feet, amping them up, but they're having none of it. He stands at the top of the ramp and slowly removes the mask he wore as Krewsade to a blast of pyro, jolting the crowd. Rory pats the Hardcore title that is draped over his shoulder as he casually strolls to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his partner, weighing in at 238 pounds, from The Jersey Shore, he is the AWS Hardcore Champion, RORY BLAZE!!!
BR: I've been waiting for this one all week, Michael!
MH: You say that every week.
BR: But I really mean it... I can't get enough of this triangle of love over this Hardcore title between Mycroft, Hyde and the champion Rory Blaze.
As soon as Rory makes it to the ring, Hyde jumps on Blaze, Mycroft on Adams…and they immediately begin chucking knuckles around. Hyde gets the better of Blaze, Mycroft gets the better of Adams! Sam tosses Rory over the top rope! Mycroft clotheslines Adams out of the ring!
BR: Mycroft and Sam have cleared the ring!
Adams and Blaze stagger around the ring and meet up. Rory grabs his Hardcore title and the two start heading back up the ramp! They are leaving the area and the crowd boos them furiously!
BR: Adams and Blaze want no part of Mycroft and Sam and they are high tailing it out of here!
MH: Brilliant! You don’t need this! I was wondering how these two would work together tonight, and I'm loving the strategy.
Mycroft and Sam exchange glances and then immediately hop out of the ring and chase Adams and Blaze up the aisle… and they nail them both from behind! Mycroft grabs Adams and he drags him back up the aisle! Sam and Blaze brawling at the stage and Mycroft has Adams back in the ring!
BR: Adams and Mycroft apparently the legal men and Mycroft whips him to the ropes…back body drop! And Adams sails seven feet in the air and drops hard on his back!
He grabs his back in pain and Mycroft pulls him up and he whips Caine into the ropes, Caine on the return and Mycroft with a flying shoulder block! Adams hits the mat and flips backwards with a force. Meanwhile, Sam whips Blaze into the guardrail and then grabs him back the back of the neck and throws him into the ring steps!
MH: This is madness.
BR: It's no disqualification! Anything goes!
MH: Blaze is hurting on the outside right now... and I think on the inside!
BR: Hyde and MAC are cleaning house here and Adams and Blaze don’t have an answer for it so far!
MH: Come on, guys! Get in the game!
Sam leads Rory by the hair to the back of his hearse and he proceeds to slam Rory's face into the back bumper of the car!
BR: Rory's been busted wide open!
As Rory stumbles backwards, out of the back of the hearse comes LIAM MCALLISTER!!! Liam busts through the doors of the hearse and he shoves the casket that is in the back out into the chest of Hyde!!! Sam stumbles backwards and Liam makes his way out of back of the hearse... and he nails an unsuspecting Sam Hyde with a STARDOM STRIKE!
MH: YES! Liam's here! I knew he'd be here to save Rory!
BR: And he damn near decapitated Hyde with that superkick!
MH: Did you see that casket, though?
BR: What do you mean?
MH: It had flames on the sides and top of it. That... that thing reminds me of someone.
Hyde slumps to the ground and Liam helps Rory up from the floor and the two of them walk Hyde back to ringside. Sam tries to get his wits back while he stands in his corner while Rory and Liam walk to their side of the ring, settling things down a bit. Back in the ring Mycroft whips Adams to a neutral corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle…and unloads on him with fists of fury! The crowd counts along!
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4…
5…
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10!
Adams wobbles out to the center of the ring and flops to the mat as Mycroft works the crowd. Sam asks for the tag and he gets it! Adams gets to his feet just in time for Sam to take him down with an arm drag takedown! Adams bounces back up, and again gets taken down with an arm drag! Adams bumping all over the ring and Hyde whips him to the ropes…and gets caught with his head down! Adams catches him with a scissors kick to the back of the neck! And Caine quickly makes the tag to Rory Blaze!
MH: Wooo! Good job, Caine!
Blaze steps over the top rope and towers over Hyde. He pulls him up by the hair and whips him to the ropes…big boot! And Sam spits high into the air as the leather from the boot smacks him in the chin. Blaze pandering to the crowd as Hyde reels. He picks up Sam and heaves him over his head for a fisherman's suplex! Sam’s body twists upon impact and he arches his back in pain. Blaze pulls him back to his feet…and he hooks him in for a DDT! As Rory falls back for the DDT, Sam blocks it and pushes him to the mat!
MH: Ahhh!
BR: And that has to hurt! Normally with a DDT your opponent’s head breaks the fall but it’s a risky move, if it gets blocked you’re putting yourself in harm’s way and a veteran move by Sam Hyde there to block that attempt!
Hyde crawls over to Mycroft and makes the tag! Blaze backs up into a neutral corner and begs off Mycroft. Mycroft looks down at Rory begins stomping a mud hole in Blaze! Blaze frantically looking for a way out but Mycroft is a house of fire! He pulls the Hardcore Champ Blaze to his feet and whips him to the ropes… Rory on the return... powerslam!
BR: What a feat of strength! MAC picked up Rory Blaze and slammed him and the crowd roars!
Rory rolls out of the ring to collect himself as Liam runs over to check on his mate. Liam helps Rory back to his feet and Rory grabs a steel chair from ringside before sliding back into the ring.
MH: Remember it's no DQ here tonight!
Rory slides back in with the chair but Mycroft runs towards him with a head of steam... Rory tosses the chair to MAC, who catches it... Rory with a spinning back heel kick to the chair!
BR: What a shot! MAC is down!
Blaze gets to his feet, prompting Sam to step through the ropes but the ref holds him back. Blaze from behind Mycroft…LOW BLOW! He got him with a low blow and the ref had his back turned! And Blaze leaves the ring…there was no legal tag! The ref turns around and Adams insists a tag was made. The crowd boos loudly. Adams now mounts Mycroft and delivers stiff right hands into Mycroft’s forehead. Mycroft in trouble here and Adams gets up off him and pulls him up by the hair... and Caine whips him into the ropes, MAC on the return... Superman punch by Caine!
BR: That rocked Mycroft and Caine with a cover.
One...
Two...
NO!
BR: Sam with the breakup there!
Caine seems undaunted and he scoops up Mycroft before dropping him back to the mat with a dicuss lariat!
BR: This isn’t looking good!
MH: Caine stomping the living hell out of MAC now and Rory reaches over and tags himself in!
BR: Caine did not look too happy about that either.
Blaze mockingly tosses Mycroft into his own corner, and then holds Mycroft’s hand out as if to tag out to Sam Hyde. Mycroft fights back and throws a right hand! And a left! And a right! And a left! And Blaze is staggered…the crowd getting behind Mycroft…Mycroft off the ropes…clothesline! Blaze won’t go down! Mycroft off the ropes again…another clothesline! Blaze teetering now! Mycroft off the ropes again…wait a minute, Adams in the ring…SPEAR! He blindsided Mycroft and speared him and the ref screaming at Adams to get out of the ring!
BR: COME ON!
MH: HA!
Blaze shakes out the cob webs and makes a cover!
One…
Two…
TH-NO! KICKOUT!
BR: And there’s the heart of a warrior, Mycroft trying to stay alive here…
MH: Good! Punish him some more! Ha!
Samuel Hyde jumps off of the ring apron and angrily storms back up the ramp towards the casket that Liam shoved out of the back of the hearse at the start of the match. Sam opens up the casket and retrieves something residing in a brown paper bag and he heads back towards the ring.
BR: What in the hell is Hyde doing?
MH: What's in that paper bag?
Back in the ring Rory pulls him up and MAC, on what looks like spaghetti legs, gets lifted high into the air with a gorilla press slam! NO! Mycroft lands on his feet…Blaze turns around…INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY! Mycroft nailed it and the crowd erupts! A cover!
One…
Two…
Adams breaks the count!
BR: Come on! Against all odds Mycroft looked to have the match won there and Adams breaks it up!
SMACK!
As soon as Adams breaks the count, Samuel Hyde makes his way into the ring, in one swift motion he pulls out a bottle of Vodka from the brown paper bag and smacks it across the back of Caine Adams' head! The bottle shatters in half, leaving Sam with the bottom half of the bottle. Caine is busted wide open and Sam pours the rest of the Vodka in the wound!
BR: OH MY GOD!
The crowd roars with excitement as Adams rolls out of the ring holding his head in pain. Sam hops back up on the ring apron in his corner and MAC reaches out and tags him in. Sam scoops up Rory Blaze who is still out of it from the Investment Opportunity... Sam positions Rory... BRIMSTONE BOMB!!!
BR: He hit it! That's it!
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!!! LIAM MAKES THE SAVE!
BR: God damnit, it was over!
MH: Haha, I lov... NO!!!!
Liam makes the save but he takes a BANK ROLL for his troubles!! The crowd roars with cheers for MAC! Sam picks up Rory again, he positions him... BRIMSTONE BOMB!!! Sam makes the cover and hooks the leg...
One...
Two...
THREEEEEE!!!!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here are your winners.... SAMUEL HYDE & MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY!!!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, and is a hardcore match! Introducing first, weighing in at 250 pounds, from London, England, MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY!!!
BR: Here comes MAC! I always find it interesting when opponents are forced to team together.
MH: This man has a bright future... it just takes time to climb the ladder.
The familiar grind of a guitar comes over the speakers. As the rhythm of Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crew, the lights start to strobe. The cymbal crashes and as the song picks up, Samuel Hyde, driving a hearse designed to look like a five horned rhino, comes out to the stage. Sam rocks out, a pair of sunglasses on his face. He steps out of the car as we hear the 'Yeeeeeeeah' from the vocalist. Sam slams the door behind him, throws his sunglasses into the crowd, and makes his way down the ramp, running around the ring before sliding in through the front. He cracks his neck and jumps around a bit, glaring at anybody daring enough to look him in the eyes.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his partner, weighing in at 212 pounds, from Providence, Rhode Island, SAMUEL HYDE!!!
MH: They couldn't drive together? Haven't they heard of carbon footprint?
BR: How does a horse drawn carriage affect global warming?!?
"Check...check"
"Check...check"
"Check out my melody"
The sold out arena escapes to darkness as the opening chords of "My Way" by Limp Bizkit begins to play through the speakers. The crowd rises to it's feet as lights begin to flash on the stage. After a few seconds, Caine Adams comes out through the curtain warming up a little. Follows him, his manager and love Elena Edwards. As the song picks up, he heads towards the ring with a determined look on his face. As the hook of the song arrives, he slides into the ring and throws his arms up. He goes to the turnbuckle and poses again as the lights go back to normal. Elena claps as Caine waits in the corner.
RING ANNOUNCER: And their opponents, introducing first, weighing in at 239 pounds, from Atlanta, Georgia... CAINE ADAMS!!!
BR: Here comes Caine Adams... Liam's proxy!
MH: Don't call him that! He's just a business man!
BR: Yea, well... he took Liam's money so the World champ could sit on his ass this week, one week before he defends the World title... while Black Velvet has to be in a damn tag title match!
MH: He's getting paid more by Liam to take Liam's spot in this match than Apex would pay Caine to be in a lower card match.. the World champ gets to rest and Caine gets exposure. Liam keeps the remaining funds for himself... this is a win win situation! The only losers are the fans who don't get to see him compete.
BR: It's lazy and weak, what a World champion. He gets paid a ton of cash to be in any match and he sublets it out. What a joke. Let's see what Caine can do after his big debut last week.
Dillion Francais - Masta Blasta (The REBIRTH) hits over the speakers and the crowd erupts in boos for the Hardcore champion, Rory Blaze. Rory bursts through the curtains, still wearing the Krewsade mask, energetically and motions for the crowd to stand on their feet, amping them up, but they're having none of it. He stands at the top of the ramp and slowly removes the mask he wore as Krewsade to a blast of pyro, jolting the crowd. Rory pats the Hardcore title that is draped over his shoulder as he casually strolls to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his partner, weighing in at 238 pounds, from The Jersey Shore, he is the AWS Hardcore Champion, RORY BLAZE!!!
BR: I've been waiting for this one all week, Michael!
MH: You say that every week.
BR: But I really mean it... I can't get enough of this triangle of love over this Hardcore title between Mycroft, Hyde and the champion Rory Blaze.
As soon as Rory makes it to the ring, Hyde jumps on Blaze, Mycroft on Adams…and they immediately begin chucking knuckles around. Hyde gets the better of Blaze, Mycroft gets the better of Adams! Sam tosses Rory over the top rope! Mycroft clotheslines Adams out of the ring!
BR: Mycroft and Sam have cleared the ring!
Adams and Blaze stagger around the ring and meet up. Rory grabs his Hardcore title and the two start heading back up the ramp! They are leaving the area and the crowd boos them furiously!
BR: Adams and Blaze want no part of Mycroft and Sam and they are high tailing it out of here!
MH: Brilliant! You don’t need this! I was wondering how these two would work together tonight, and I'm loving the strategy.
Mycroft and Sam exchange glances and then immediately hop out of the ring and chase Adams and Blaze up the aisle… and they nail them both from behind! Mycroft grabs Adams and he drags him back up the aisle! Sam and Blaze brawling at the stage and Mycroft has Adams back in the ring!
BR: Adams and Mycroft apparently the legal men and Mycroft whips him to the ropes…back body drop! And Adams sails seven feet in the air and drops hard on his back!
He grabs his back in pain and Mycroft pulls him up and he whips Caine into the ropes, Caine on the return and Mycroft with a flying shoulder block! Adams hits the mat and flips backwards with a force. Meanwhile, Sam whips Blaze into the guardrail and then grabs him back the back of the neck and throws him into the ring steps!
MH: This is madness.
BR: It's no disqualification! Anything goes!
MH: Blaze is hurting on the outside right now... and I think on the inside!
BR: Hyde and MAC are cleaning house here and Adams and Blaze don’t have an answer for it so far!
MH: Come on, guys! Get in the game!
Sam leads Rory by the hair to the back of his hearse and he proceeds to slam Rory's face into the back bumper of the car!
BR: Rory's been busted wide open!
As Rory stumbles backwards, out of the back of the hearse comes LIAM MCALLISTER!!! Liam busts through the doors of the hearse and he shoves the casket that is in the back out into the chest of Hyde!!! Sam stumbles backwards and Liam makes his way out of back of the hearse... and he nails an unsuspecting Sam Hyde with a STARDOM STRIKE!
MH: YES! Liam's here! I knew he'd be here to save Rory!
BR: And he damn near decapitated Hyde with that superkick!
MH: Did you see that casket, though?
BR: What do you mean?
MH: It had flames on the sides and top of it. That... that thing reminds me of someone.
Hyde slumps to the ground and Liam helps Rory up from the floor and the two of them walk Hyde back to ringside. Sam tries to get his wits back while he stands in his corner while Rory and Liam walk to their side of the ring, settling things down a bit. Back in the ring Mycroft whips Adams to a neutral corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle…and unloads on him with fists of fury! The crowd counts along!
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3 …
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6…
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9…
10!
Adams wobbles out to the center of the ring and flops to the mat as Mycroft works the crowd. Sam asks for the tag and he gets it! Adams gets to his feet just in time for Sam to take him down with an arm drag takedown! Adams bounces back up, and again gets taken down with an arm drag! Adams bumping all over the ring and Hyde whips him to the ropes…and gets caught with his head down! Adams catches him with a scissors kick to the back of the neck! And Caine quickly makes the tag to Rory Blaze!
MH: Wooo! Good job, Caine!
Blaze steps over the top rope and towers over Hyde. He pulls him up by the hair and whips him to the ropes…big boot! And Sam spits high into the air as the leather from the boot smacks him in the chin. Blaze pandering to the crowd as Hyde reels. He picks up Sam and heaves him over his head for a fisherman's suplex! Sam’s body twists upon impact and he arches his back in pain. Blaze pulls him back to his feet…and he hooks him in for a DDT! As Rory falls back for the DDT, Sam blocks it and pushes him to the mat!
MH: Ahhh!
BR: And that has to hurt! Normally with a DDT your opponent’s head breaks the fall but it’s a risky move, if it gets blocked you’re putting yourself in harm’s way and a veteran move by Sam Hyde there to block that attempt!
Hyde crawls over to Mycroft and makes the tag! Blaze backs up into a neutral corner and begs off Mycroft. Mycroft looks down at Rory begins stomping a mud hole in Blaze! Blaze frantically looking for a way out but Mycroft is a house of fire! He pulls the Hardcore Champ Blaze to his feet and whips him to the ropes… Rory on the return... powerslam!
BR: What a feat of strength! MAC picked up Rory Blaze and slammed him and the crowd roars!
Rory rolls out of the ring to collect himself as Liam runs over to check on his mate. Liam helps Rory back to his feet and Rory grabs a steel chair from ringside before sliding back into the ring.
MH: Remember it's no DQ here tonight!
Rory slides back in with the chair but Mycroft runs towards him with a head of steam... Rory tosses the chair to MAC, who catches it... Rory with a spinning back heel kick to the chair!
BR: What a shot! MAC is down!
Blaze gets to his feet, prompting Sam to step through the ropes but the ref holds him back. Blaze from behind Mycroft…LOW BLOW! He got him with a low blow and the ref had his back turned! And Blaze leaves the ring…there was no legal tag! The ref turns around and Adams insists a tag was made. The crowd boos loudly. Adams now mounts Mycroft and delivers stiff right hands into Mycroft’s forehead. Mycroft in trouble here and Adams gets up off him and pulls him up by the hair... and Caine whips him into the ropes, MAC on the return... Superman punch by Caine!
BR: That rocked Mycroft and Caine with a cover.
One...
Two...
NO!
BR: Sam with the breakup there!
Caine seems undaunted and he scoops up Mycroft before dropping him back to the mat with a dicuss lariat!
BR: This isn’t looking good!
MH: Caine stomping the living hell out of MAC now and Rory reaches over and tags himself in!
BR: Caine did not look too happy about that either.
Blaze mockingly tosses Mycroft into his own corner, and then holds Mycroft’s hand out as if to tag out to Sam Hyde. Mycroft fights back and throws a right hand! And a left! And a right! And a left! And Blaze is staggered…the crowd getting behind Mycroft…Mycroft off the ropes…clothesline! Blaze won’t go down! Mycroft off the ropes again…another clothesline! Blaze teetering now! Mycroft off the ropes again…wait a minute, Adams in the ring…SPEAR! He blindsided Mycroft and speared him and the ref screaming at Adams to get out of the ring!
BR: COME ON!
MH: HA!
Blaze shakes out the cob webs and makes a cover!
One…
Two…
TH-NO! KICKOUT!
BR: And there’s the heart of a warrior, Mycroft trying to stay alive here…
MH: Good! Punish him some more! Ha!
Samuel Hyde jumps off of the ring apron and angrily storms back up the ramp towards the casket that Liam shoved out of the back of the hearse at the start of the match. Sam opens up the casket and retrieves something residing in a brown paper bag and he heads back towards the ring.
BR: What in the hell is Hyde doing?
MH: What's in that paper bag?
Back in the ring Rory pulls him up and MAC, on what looks like spaghetti legs, gets lifted high into the air with a gorilla press slam! NO! Mycroft lands on his feet…Blaze turns around…INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY! Mycroft nailed it and the crowd erupts! A cover!
One…
Two…
Adams breaks the count!
BR: Come on! Against all odds Mycroft looked to have the match won there and Adams breaks it up!
SMACK!
As soon as Adams breaks the count, Samuel Hyde makes his way into the ring, in one swift motion he pulls out a bottle of Vodka from the brown paper bag and smacks it across the back of Caine Adams' head! The bottle shatters in half, leaving Sam with the bottom half of the bottle. Caine is busted wide open and Sam pours the rest of the Vodka in the wound!
BR: OH MY GOD!
The crowd roars with excitement as Adams rolls out of the ring holding his head in pain. Sam hops back up on the ring apron in his corner and MAC reaches out and tags him in. Sam scoops up Rory Blaze who is still out of it from the Investment Opportunity... Sam positions Rory... BRIMSTONE BOMB!!!
BR: He hit it! That's it!
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!!! LIAM MAKES THE SAVE!
BR: God damnit, it was over!
MH: Haha, I lov... NO!!!!
Liam makes the save but he takes a BANK ROLL for his troubles!! The crowd roars with cheers for MAC! Sam picks up Rory again, he positions him... BRIMSTONE BOMB!!! Sam makes the cover and hooks the leg...
One...
Two...
THREEEEEE!!!!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here are your winners.... SAMUEL HYDE & MYCROFT ALISTAIR CHARLESWORTHY!!!
WINNErS: SAMUEL HYDE & MYCROFT ALISTAIR MASON
MH: Damnit! I can't believe it!
BR: MAC and Hyde worked well together during that match and it led to win. And... and what are they doing now?!?
MAC and Sam roll Rory Blaze out of the ring. Sam helps Rory up and MAC picks him up and throws Blaze over his shoulder. Sam and MAC walk with Rory in tow up towards the open casket. They quickly put Rory inside of the flame covered casket and shut it, slide it back in the rear of the hearse. In the ring, Liam has gotten back to his feet and he notices what's going on. McAllister runs towards the hearse but Sam and MAC hop in and speed off before he can get to it.
Liam yells towards the hearse as they speed off. Liam looks over at the horse and carriage that MAC entered the arena on and he springs into action. Liam hops in the carriage and speeds off at a much slower rate than the hearse!
BR: A day late and a dollar short, champ!
MH: Damnit, that's not what kind of horsepower he needs!
Cain is now by himself getting up holding his head.
BR: Caine Adams was damn impressive! I think if Rory was on his game tonight Caine and Rory would have won for sure.
Out of nowhere Jake Adonis comes flying out of the crowd and jumps on the announcers table! Just as Caine notices Adonis jumps and hits a flying shining wizard to Caine!
MH: Damn that cheap Adonis! Attacking a downed man!
Adonis lifts up Caine and nails the WORLD'S SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
BR: Good god!
The crowd is going nuts as Adonis gets up. Adonis spits on Caine's face... returning the favor from last week!
MH: This is awful.
BR: How is this different than what Caine did last week?
MH: Adonis is doing this on a personal level! Caine was just PAID to do that!
Adonis picks up Caine and walks him over to the Spanish announce table and sets him on top. Adonis runs over and jumps on the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He leaps... ADONIS ARROW!
BR: Adonis Arrow! Adonis Arrow! Adonis Arrow!
MH: Through the Spanish announce table!!! Good god!
BR: Boy! That escalated quickly!
MH: We've got to take a break! We will be back with Rocky Hollywood versus Jon Rocks!
The camera fades to commercial...
BR: MAC and Hyde worked well together during that match and it led to win. And... and what are they doing now?!?
MAC and Sam roll Rory Blaze out of the ring. Sam helps Rory up and MAC picks him up and throws Blaze over his shoulder. Sam and MAC walk with Rory in tow up towards the open casket. They quickly put Rory inside of the flame covered casket and shut it, slide it back in the rear of the hearse. In the ring, Liam has gotten back to his feet and he notices what's going on. McAllister runs towards the hearse but Sam and MAC hop in and speed off before he can get to it.
Liam yells towards the hearse as they speed off. Liam looks over at the horse and carriage that MAC entered the arena on and he springs into action. Liam hops in the carriage and speeds off at a much slower rate than the hearse!
BR: A day late and a dollar short, champ!
MH: Damnit, that's not what kind of horsepower he needs!
Cain is now by himself getting up holding his head.
BR: Caine Adams was damn impressive! I think if Rory was on his game tonight Caine and Rory would have won for sure.
Out of nowhere Jake Adonis comes flying out of the crowd and jumps on the announcers table! Just as Caine notices Adonis jumps and hits a flying shining wizard to Caine!
MH: Damn that cheap Adonis! Attacking a downed man!
Adonis lifts up Caine and nails the WORLD'S SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
BR: Good god!
The crowd is going nuts as Adonis gets up. Adonis spits on Caine's face... returning the favor from last week!
MH: This is awful.
BR: How is this different than what Caine did last week?
MH: Adonis is doing this on a personal level! Caine was just PAID to do that!
Adonis picks up Caine and walks him over to the Spanish announce table and sets him on top. Adonis runs over and jumps on the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He leaps... ADONIS ARROW!
BR: Adonis Arrow! Adonis Arrow! Adonis Arrow!
MH: Through the Spanish announce table!!! Good god!
BR: Boy! That escalated quickly!
MH: We've got to take a break! We will be back with Rocky Hollywood versus Jon Rocks!
The camera fades to commercial...
The scene cuts backstage to Jon Rocks walking down a backstage corridor alongside the AWS Television Champion, Quinlan Quail and Anarchy member Johnny Anomaly. The three are interrupted by the AWS World Heavyweight Champion, Liam McAllister who was not able to catch up to MAC & Sam. The three stop in their tracks and you can almost cut the tension in the air with a knife.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Well, well, well... if it isn't everyone's favorite bromance and fat ass.
Johnny goes to step up and attack Liam, but Jon Rocks motions for him to wait.
LIAM MCALLISTER: That's right, keep your bitch on his leash, Rocks.
Liam laughs as Anomaly grows enraged.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Easy, easy. I'm not here to cause trouble, I just wanted to talk to you Jon...
Liam looks at Quinlan and Johnny and back at Rocks.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Alone...
Jon smiles and nods in approval as Johnny and Quinlan reluctantly head off, leaving Rocks alone with Liam.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Look, I just wanted to tell you face to face that I appreciate what you're doing around here... cleaning up the AWS.
Jon Rocks doesn't look like he's buying the act.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Seriously, man. I mean it. I see the way you've turned around Johnny Anomaly's career and I'm amazed. I just... I wanted to know if you could... well you could help me turn over a new leaf.
Jon still looks like he's not buying the act.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Come on, Rocks... I can tell you don't believe me. How can I prove it? I mean, it's already working... You see, the old me would have just jumped you in the parking lot. The new me is telling you face to face that I'm about to knock you the hell out... that way you don't have any excuses that it was after a match or 5-on-1. So.. here's your warning... I'm about to punch you in the...
Just as Liam is about to finish his sentence, Joseph Steele comes from out of nowhere with a lead pipe in his hand... Steele cracks Jon across the ribs and Rocks drops to the ground. Liam and Steele stomp away at Rocks as security storms in and pulls them away...
MH: Haha! I knew Liam didn't need Jon Rocks help!
BR: Those bastards! And Jon Rocks has to compete next against the only man who is more vile than our World champ in Rocky Hollywood!
LIAM MCALLISTER: Well, well, well... if it isn't everyone's favorite bromance and fat ass.
Johnny goes to step up and attack Liam, but Jon Rocks motions for him to wait.
LIAM MCALLISTER: That's right, keep your bitch on his leash, Rocks.
Liam laughs as Anomaly grows enraged.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Easy, easy. I'm not here to cause trouble, I just wanted to talk to you Jon...
Liam looks at Quinlan and Johnny and back at Rocks.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Alone...
Jon smiles and nods in approval as Johnny and Quinlan reluctantly head off, leaving Rocks alone with Liam.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Look, I just wanted to tell you face to face that I appreciate what you're doing around here... cleaning up the AWS.
Jon Rocks doesn't look like he's buying the act.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Seriously, man. I mean it. I see the way you've turned around Johnny Anomaly's career and I'm amazed. I just... I wanted to know if you could... well you could help me turn over a new leaf.
Jon still looks like he's not buying the act.
LIAM MCALLISTER: Come on, Rocks... I can tell you don't believe me. How can I prove it? I mean, it's already working... You see, the old me would have just jumped you in the parking lot. The new me is telling you face to face that I'm about to knock you the hell out... that way you don't have any excuses that it was after a match or 5-on-1. So.. here's your warning... I'm about to punch you in the...
Just as Liam is about to finish his sentence, Joseph Steele comes from out of nowhere with a lead pipe in his hand... Steele cracks Jon across the ribs and Rocks drops to the ground. Liam and Steele stomp away at Rocks as security storms in and pulls them away...
MH: Haha! I knew Liam didn't need Jon Rocks help!
BR: Those bastards! And Jon Rocks has to compete next against the only man who is more vile than our World champ in Rocky Hollywood!
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD VS JON ROCKS
SINGLES MATCH
"Not Gonna Die" by Skillet hits over the speakers and the fans rise to their feet. Jon Rocks comes out to the ramp and looks excitedly out into the crowd as he stands at the very center of the top of the ramp. He points to a few members of the crowd and he tells them he's doing this for them all. He then makes his way very quickly to the ring and slides in.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Sunshine City, California, weighing in at 225 pounds, JON ROCKS!!!
"Longhorns" hits and the crowd starts to heavily boo as Rocky Hollywood's limo pulls out on stage. The driver quickly exits the limo and runs to the back to open the door for Rocky Hollywood. After a few moments it becomes apparent that Rocky isn't coming out of the limo.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, weighing in at 287 pounds, from Hollywood, California, ROCKY HOLLYWOOD!!!
BR: What's the coward doing now?
MH: Coward? Watch your tone, Buddy.
The limo driver shuts the door and opens it back again and still nothing.
BR: Where is he?
Jon Rocks stands in the ring motioning for Rocky to bring it.
MH: Look, Buddy...
The crowd begins to make a commotion and the cameras catch Rocky Hollywood coming through the stands... Rocky hops over the guardrail and sneaks into the ring but Jon doesn't see him.
BR: Turn around, Jon!
MH: Haha! I love it! Get him, Rocky!
Rocky sneaks up behind Jon and locks his arms around Jon's neck into a dragon sleeper hold position... and Rocky drops Jon with an inverted DDT! A stunned Jon Rocks tries to get his wits back about him as Rocky Hollywood just stomps away at the face of Jon. The referee tries to separate the two but Rocky seems to not care as he grabs Jon's head and slams it repeatedly on the mat!
BR: Come on, ref!
MH: Has the bell even rang yet?
The referee finally pulls Rocky off of Jon and gives Jon a moment to get himself together. The ref looks over at ringside and signals for the bell to sound for the start of the match. Jon gets himself back up off the mat and Rocky and Jon meet in the middle of the ring, face to face. Rocky jaws at him and reaches back and slaps Jon right across the face!
MH: Bitch slap!
Jon steps back and holds the side of face before shaking it off and returning fire with a European uppercut! Rocky steps back and regains his composure and he fires off another slap! And another! And a third! Jon swings wildly and Rocky ducks under it and boots Jon in the gut... snap DDT by Rocky!
MH: The early strategy paying off for Rocky Hollywood.
BR: Win or lose this man will be in a Lego Match for the Television title at Red Alert!
Rocky picks up Jon and whips him violently into the turnbuckle and Jon hits sternum first! Jon stumbles out of the corner and Rocky grabs a hold of him... Russian Leg Sweep! Rocky makes the cover.
One...
Tw-KICKOUT!
Rocky, undaunted, picks up Jon and lifts him high for a vertical suplex! NO! Jon wiggles free and drops behind Rocky... Jon with a neckbreaker! Rocky grabs the back of his head in pain as he climbs back to his feet... Jon runs towards him... clothesline! Jon rocks Rocky with another clothesline…and another! And Rocky is bumping all over the ring! Jon grabs him and whips him to the ropes... dropkick!
BR: And you can hear the smack as boot meets flesh there! What a dropkick!
MH: Rocky completely out of sorts and Jon's keeping up the pace!
Rocks whips Hollywood to the turnbuckle, and Rocky on the rebound…back body drop! Rocky hops back to his feet and Jon meets him with a step up enzuigiri!
BR: How is he doing this with busted ribs?
MH: The adrenaline is flowing and Rocky Hollywood had better get a grasp on this match or Jon Rocks is going to end it early!
Jon pulls Rocky back up, whips him to the ropes and Rocky on the return but Rocks leapfrogs over him. Jon drops to his back and Rocky again on the rebound... monkey flip! But Rocky somehow manages to land on his feet and he swings at Rocks with a clothesline! NO! Jon ducks under it… Float Over DDT! And Jon hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
Two...
NO!!
BR: NO! Rocky kicks out at the last second!
MH: Oh my God! I thought he had him!
BR: The meanest son of a bitch in the AWS is counting his lucky stars that he got out of that and Rocks is clearly favoring his ribs now…
Jon gets to his feet, wincing as he does, and tries to keep up the pace as he boots Rocky Hollywood in the gut and he drops him to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! But as Jon hits the mat on the follow through, his rib injury rears its ugly head and he grimaces on the mat. Jon tries to get up but it’s clear that it’s a struggle but he is able to pull Rocky to his feet. Jon whips Rocky into the ropes once more... powerslam!
BR: NO! He couldn't do it! It looked like Jon's ribs gave out there.
Rocky seizes the opportunity and he takes advantage with a belly to belly suplex! Jon hits the mat hard and his face turns beat red with pain as his ribs break the fall. Rocky takes a moment to collect himself and then like a shark smelling chum in the water, he immediately pulls Jon up and boots him in the ribs. Jon now breathing through his mouth and Rocky shoves him into the corner. Rocky follows in and he drives his shoulder into Jon's ribs! And again! And again! And Jon crumples and falls to his knees, clutching his mid section.
BR: This could be a lost cause for Jon. Those sick bastards, The Three Kings, really did a number on Jon early. Just sickening.
MH: But it was OK for Jon to get involved in Rory and Liam's tag team match two weeks ago, right?
Rocky grins menacingly to the crowd who boo him unmercifully. Rocky reaches down and pulls Jon back to his feet and whips him to the ropes… Jon on the return and Rocky drops to the mat, Jon leaps over him…
BR: Criss cross action here… now Rocky with a leap frog and Jon rebounds off the ropes once more and Rocky catches him... SPEAR!
MH: And look at the masterful, systematic attack on those ribs by Rocky!
BR: That took whatever wind that was left in Jon Rocks right out of him! There's the cover...
One...
Two...
THR-FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!
MH: Jon instinctively gets his foot on the ropes and stops the pinfall but he may have been wise just to stay down and take the loss, live to fight another day…
BR: It's not in his DNA! That's not what Jon Rocks is about! He'll never give up!
Rocky Hollywood slams the mat in frustration at the two count, and he reaches down and pulls Jon back up and Rocks out of nowhere with a small package!
One...
Two...
Kickout!
MH: Whoa!
BR: Jon Rocks with a surprise small package and He nearly caught Rocky Hollywood off guard again!
Rocky furiously gets up and stomps Jon in the head. Rocks gets to the ropes and the ref pulls Rocky off of him. Jon uses the ropes for leverage and gets to his feet, and Rocky charges at him, but Jon pulls down the top rope!! As he does, Rocky is unable to stop his momentum and he flips over the rope and to the outside!
MH: Ahh!
BR: There’s the resourcefulness of the former Hardcore and Intercontinental Champion!
The crowd roars with excitement as Rocky hits the outside. Jon looks out at him and then Jon looks to the crowd... the crowd roars again and Jon leaps over the top rope and lands on Rocky! NO!
BR: Jon with an attempt at a dive of some sorts, but Rocky catches him!
MH: And he carries him over to the guardrail…and drops Jon chest first across the guardrail!
BR: I heard that thud from over here!
Jon's ribs hit the steel and he remains draped over the rail. Rocky stands on the apron and leaps off, nailing Rocks in the back with a double axe handle! Jon drops to the floor and gasps, trying to get oxygen into his body. EMTs rush out to check on him as Rocky climbs back into the ring with a smirk on his face.
BR: Come on, the ref needs to stop this thing or we’re gonna have a serious injury on our hands…
MH: This wouldn't be the first time Rocky has done something like this, you know.
BR: How could we forget? And there's the referee starting the ten count...
One...
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Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Jon is having none of it and he shoves away the EMTs and struggles to slide back in under the bottom rope.
Seven...
Jon finally manages to climb back in the ring, but before he can get up, Rocky Hollywood is on him and drops and elbow into the small of his back! Rocky pulls Jon up and has him up in a suplex position… NO! Instead Rocky crotches Jon across the top turnbuckle! Jon slumps over in pain and Rocky meets up on the top and he has him up for a superplex!
MH: This will surely end the match!
BR: Down they come but Rocks twists in mid air and lands on top of Rocky!! He has a cover!!
One...
Two...
THR-NO!
BR: Shoulder up! Rocky barely gets a shoulder up!
MH: Wow! That was razor close!
Both men take a few moments on the mat to get back to their feet following the impact of that last move. Rocky and Jon use each other to get back to their feet and when they do Rocky boots Jon in the mid section! POVERTY CALL! NO! Jon grabs Rocky's arm and spins him around into the HARD PLACE!
BR: Talk about being between a rock and a hard place!
MH: Really? You're Jon Rocks with the puns now?
BR: I thought it was creative!
Rocks has Rocky Hollywood locked into the fujiwara armbar locked in tight, dead center of the ring.
BR: He's got to tap!
MH: Jon will break his arm if he doesn't!
BR: Tap, Rocky, tap!
MH: Just like Jon Rocks did a few weeks back to Joseph Steele!
Rocky Hollywood gets ready to drop his arm to tap but at the last moment he instead uses the mat to push himself up.
BR: He's going to break free...
MH: Rocky does have about a 70 pound weight advantage on Rocks, and he's using that strength here to overpower Jon!
Rocky finally crawls on his hands and knees to the ropes and the referee makes Jon break the hold. Jon lets go and Rocky feigns like his arm is to injured to continue. As the referee checks on Rocky, Jon Rocks walks over to check as well and Rocky reaches up with his free hand and pokes Jon in the eye! Rocky quickly springs to his feet and boots Jon in the gut... POVERTY CALL!!!
BR: That bastard!
MH: Make the cover, Rocky!
Rocky falls forward still clutching his arm in pain and he covers Jon, but is unable to hook his leg.
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!!!!
BR: KICK OUT! KICK OUT! KICK OUT!
MH: In case you missed it at home because of Buddy Roberts yelling over there... Jon Rocks throws his shoulder up at the last second and this match continues!
BR: Both men exhausted, both men laying it all on the line! It doesn't get better than this!
MH: Rocky wouldn't tap but Jon Rocks won't stay down! These two both want it so bad!
Rocky climbs to his feet at about the same time that Rocks gets up. Both men exchange big rights hands over and over for what seems like an eternity. Rocky kicks Jon in the gut and hooks the arms...POVERTY CALL!
BR: No! No!
Jon Blocks and somehow lifts Rocky off of his feet using his head and shoulders and converts it into some kind of emerald driver.
MH: Amazing!
HARD PLACE! Jon is trying to lock in the Hard Place!
BR: He can't quite get it!
Rocky rolls Jon up in a small package.
MH: Hollywood reverses the Hard Place into a roll up!
One...
BR: Rocky's got the tights!
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... ROCKY HOLLYWOOD!
RING ANNOUNCER: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Sunshine City, California, weighing in at 225 pounds, JON ROCKS!!!
"Longhorns" hits and the crowd starts to heavily boo as Rocky Hollywood's limo pulls out on stage. The driver quickly exits the limo and runs to the back to open the door for Rocky Hollywood. After a few moments it becomes apparent that Rocky isn't coming out of the limo.
RING ANNOUNCER: And his opponent, weighing in at 287 pounds, from Hollywood, California, ROCKY HOLLYWOOD!!!
BR: What's the coward doing now?
MH: Coward? Watch your tone, Buddy.
The limo driver shuts the door and opens it back again and still nothing.
BR: Where is he?
Jon Rocks stands in the ring motioning for Rocky to bring it.
MH: Look, Buddy...
The crowd begins to make a commotion and the cameras catch Rocky Hollywood coming through the stands... Rocky hops over the guardrail and sneaks into the ring but Jon doesn't see him.
BR: Turn around, Jon!
MH: Haha! I love it! Get him, Rocky!
Rocky sneaks up behind Jon and locks his arms around Jon's neck into a dragon sleeper hold position... and Rocky drops Jon with an inverted DDT! A stunned Jon Rocks tries to get his wits back about him as Rocky Hollywood just stomps away at the face of Jon. The referee tries to separate the two but Rocky seems to not care as he grabs Jon's head and slams it repeatedly on the mat!
BR: Come on, ref!
MH: Has the bell even rang yet?
The referee finally pulls Rocky off of Jon and gives Jon a moment to get himself together. The ref looks over at ringside and signals for the bell to sound for the start of the match. Jon gets himself back up off the mat and Rocky and Jon meet in the middle of the ring, face to face. Rocky jaws at him and reaches back and slaps Jon right across the face!
MH: Bitch slap!
Jon steps back and holds the side of face before shaking it off and returning fire with a European uppercut! Rocky steps back and regains his composure and he fires off another slap! And another! And a third! Jon swings wildly and Rocky ducks under it and boots Jon in the gut... snap DDT by Rocky!
MH: The early strategy paying off for Rocky Hollywood.
BR: Win or lose this man will be in a Lego Match for the Television title at Red Alert!
Rocky picks up Jon and whips him violently into the turnbuckle and Jon hits sternum first! Jon stumbles out of the corner and Rocky grabs a hold of him... Russian Leg Sweep! Rocky makes the cover.
One...
Tw-KICKOUT!
Rocky, undaunted, picks up Jon and lifts him high for a vertical suplex! NO! Jon wiggles free and drops behind Rocky... Jon with a neckbreaker! Rocky grabs the back of his head in pain as he climbs back to his feet... Jon runs towards him... clothesline! Jon rocks Rocky with another clothesline…and another! And Rocky is bumping all over the ring! Jon grabs him and whips him to the ropes... dropkick!
BR: And you can hear the smack as boot meets flesh there! What a dropkick!
MH: Rocky completely out of sorts and Jon's keeping up the pace!
Rocks whips Hollywood to the turnbuckle, and Rocky on the rebound…back body drop! Rocky hops back to his feet and Jon meets him with a step up enzuigiri!
BR: How is he doing this with busted ribs?
MH: The adrenaline is flowing and Rocky Hollywood had better get a grasp on this match or Jon Rocks is going to end it early!
Jon pulls Rocky back up, whips him to the ropes and Rocky on the return but Rocks leapfrogs over him. Jon drops to his back and Rocky again on the rebound... monkey flip! But Rocky somehow manages to land on his feet and he swings at Rocks with a clothesline! NO! Jon ducks under it… Float Over DDT! And Jon hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
Two...
NO!!
BR: NO! Rocky kicks out at the last second!
MH: Oh my God! I thought he had him!
BR: The meanest son of a bitch in the AWS is counting his lucky stars that he got out of that and Rocks is clearly favoring his ribs now…
Jon gets to his feet, wincing as he does, and tries to keep up the pace as he boots Rocky Hollywood in the gut and he drops him to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! But as Jon hits the mat on the follow through, his rib injury rears its ugly head and he grimaces on the mat. Jon tries to get up but it’s clear that it’s a struggle but he is able to pull Rocky to his feet. Jon whips Rocky into the ropes once more... powerslam!
BR: NO! He couldn't do it! It looked like Jon's ribs gave out there.
Rocky seizes the opportunity and he takes advantage with a belly to belly suplex! Jon hits the mat hard and his face turns beat red with pain as his ribs break the fall. Rocky takes a moment to collect himself and then like a shark smelling chum in the water, he immediately pulls Jon up and boots him in the ribs. Jon now breathing through his mouth and Rocky shoves him into the corner. Rocky follows in and he drives his shoulder into Jon's ribs! And again! And again! And Jon crumples and falls to his knees, clutching his mid section.
BR: This could be a lost cause for Jon. Those sick bastards, The Three Kings, really did a number on Jon early. Just sickening.
MH: But it was OK for Jon to get involved in Rory and Liam's tag team match two weeks ago, right?
Rocky grins menacingly to the crowd who boo him unmercifully. Rocky reaches down and pulls Jon back to his feet and whips him to the ropes… Jon on the return and Rocky drops to the mat, Jon leaps over him…
BR: Criss cross action here… now Rocky with a leap frog and Jon rebounds off the ropes once more and Rocky catches him... SPEAR!
MH: And look at the masterful, systematic attack on those ribs by Rocky!
BR: That took whatever wind that was left in Jon Rocks right out of him! There's the cover...
One...
Two...
THR-FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!
MH: Jon instinctively gets his foot on the ropes and stops the pinfall but he may have been wise just to stay down and take the loss, live to fight another day…
BR: It's not in his DNA! That's not what Jon Rocks is about! He'll never give up!
Rocky Hollywood slams the mat in frustration at the two count, and he reaches down and pulls Jon back up and Rocks out of nowhere with a small package!
One...
Two...
Kickout!
MH: Whoa!
BR: Jon Rocks with a surprise small package and He nearly caught Rocky Hollywood off guard again!
Rocky furiously gets up and stomps Jon in the head. Rocks gets to the ropes and the ref pulls Rocky off of him. Jon uses the ropes for leverage and gets to his feet, and Rocky charges at him, but Jon pulls down the top rope!! As he does, Rocky is unable to stop his momentum and he flips over the rope and to the outside!
MH: Ahh!
BR: There’s the resourcefulness of the former Hardcore and Intercontinental Champion!
The crowd roars with excitement as Rocky hits the outside. Jon looks out at him and then Jon looks to the crowd... the crowd roars again and Jon leaps over the top rope and lands on Rocky! NO!
BR: Jon with an attempt at a dive of some sorts, but Rocky catches him!
MH: And he carries him over to the guardrail…and drops Jon chest first across the guardrail!
BR: I heard that thud from over here!
Jon's ribs hit the steel and he remains draped over the rail. Rocky stands on the apron and leaps off, nailing Rocks in the back with a double axe handle! Jon drops to the floor and gasps, trying to get oxygen into his body. EMTs rush out to check on him as Rocky climbs back into the ring with a smirk on his face.
BR: Come on, the ref needs to stop this thing or we’re gonna have a serious injury on our hands…
MH: This wouldn't be the first time Rocky has done something like this, you know.
BR: How could we forget? And there's the referee starting the ten count...
One...
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Four...
Five...
Six...
Jon is having none of it and he shoves away the EMTs and struggles to slide back in under the bottom rope.
Seven...
Jon finally manages to climb back in the ring, but before he can get up, Rocky Hollywood is on him and drops and elbow into the small of his back! Rocky pulls Jon up and has him up in a suplex position… NO! Instead Rocky crotches Jon across the top turnbuckle! Jon slumps over in pain and Rocky meets up on the top and he has him up for a superplex!
MH: This will surely end the match!
BR: Down they come but Rocks twists in mid air and lands on top of Rocky!! He has a cover!!
One...
Two...
THR-NO!
BR: Shoulder up! Rocky barely gets a shoulder up!
MH: Wow! That was razor close!
Both men take a few moments on the mat to get back to their feet following the impact of that last move. Rocky and Jon use each other to get back to their feet and when they do Rocky boots Jon in the mid section! POVERTY CALL! NO! Jon grabs Rocky's arm and spins him around into the HARD PLACE!
BR: Talk about being between a rock and a hard place!
MH: Really? You're Jon Rocks with the puns now?
BR: I thought it was creative!
Rocks has Rocky Hollywood locked into the fujiwara armbar locked in tight, dead center of the ring.
BR: He's got to tap!
MH: Jon will break his arm if he doesn't!
BR: Tap, Rocky, tap!
MH: Just like Jon Rocks did a few weeks back to Joseph Steele!
Rocky Hollywood gets ready to drop his arm to tap but at the last moment he instead uses the mat to push himself up.
BR: He's going to break free...
MH: Rocky does have about a 70 pound weight advantage on Rocks, and he's using that strength here to overpower Jon!
Rocky finally crawls on his hands and knees to the ropes and the referee makes Jon break the hold. Jon lets go and Rocky feigns like his arm is to injured to continue. As the referee checks on Rocky, Jon Rocks walks over to check as well and Rocky reaches up with his free hand and pokes Jon in the eye! Rocky quickly springs to his feet and boots Jon in the gut... POVERTY CALL!!!
BR: That bastard!
MH: Make the cover, Rocky!
Rocky falls forward still clutching his arm in pain and he covers Jon, but is unable to hook his leg.
One...
Two...
THRE-NO!!!!
BR: KICK OUT! KICK OUT! KICK OUT!
MH: In case you missed it at home because of Buddy Roberts yelling over there... Jon Rocks throws his shoulder up at the last second and this match continues!
BR: Both men exhausted, both men laying it all on the line! It doesn't get better than this!
MH: Rocky wouldn't tap but Jon Rocks won't stay down! These two both want it so bad!
Rocky climbs to his feet at about the same time that Rocks gets up. Both men exchange big rights hands over and over for what seems like an eternity. Rocky kicks Jon in the gut and hooks the arms...POVERTY CALL!
BR: No! No!
Jon Blocks and somehow lifts Rocky off of his feet using his head and shoulders and converts it into some kind of emerald driver.
MH: Amazing!
HARD PLACE! Jon is trying to lock in the Hard Place!
BR: He can't quite get it!
Rocky rolls Jon up in a small package.
MH: Hollywood reverses the Hard Place into a roll up!
One...
BR: Rocky's got the tights!
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here is your winner via pinfall... ROCKY HOLLYWOOD!
WINNER: ROCKY HOLLYWOOD
BR: Rocky had the tights! He cheated again!
MH: He was just grabbing ahold. He didn't MEAN to cheat.
BR: Yea right. Johnny had this won for sure.
Jon Rocks has headed to the back, leaving Rocky Hollywood in the ring alone. Rocky grabs a microphone.
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD: Listen up. I’m the number one contender for the Television title because I killed that fat dumbass! Yeah… nobody else deserves this championship, and I certainly wasn’t going to let someone like Johnny Anobody take it from Quinlan before I had the chance to. I’ve been here longer than--
From the crowd, Quinlan and Johnny emerge, Quinlan holding a bag, Johnny with an elbow guard that has Legos glued to it. Rocky has yet to notice the two of them.
MH: Yeah! These two are going to do something bad!
BR: Jon Rocks would not condone this, but Rocky deserves it!
ROCKY: Anybody else but it seems like every time I get the chance at something bigger, some fat dumbass like Quinlan or Christine or even fucking Ninja takes the opportunity from me, I…urk.
Rocky falls face first to the ground as Quinlan smacks him in the back of the head with the large sack that he’s holding. Quinlan dumps it out and it’s a bunch of legos. He picks up the microphone that Rocky had been holding.
QUINLAN QUAIL: No more. No more you getting the last word. No more you telling me that I’m a fat dumbass. No more hitting me with bricks, gold chains and trying to take me out without actually being in a match. I’m taking you out this time, and then…I’ll see you at the match.
Quinlan drops the mic and picks up Rocky. Johnny rushes forward and spins around, slamming his elbow with the lego bricks into Rocky’s jaw.
BR: OH MY GOD! That was a hellacious spinning elbow!
Quinlan catches Rocky before he could slump to the floor, and lifts him up.
MH: CLASH OF THE GUMMY BEAR! Right onto the legos! He’s going to have legos practically imbedded into his body!
Quinlan stands over Rocky’s body holding the Television title high in the air. Johnny poses looking on, and then turns to stare at the Television title.
BR: I can't wait for Red Alert!
We cut backstage, Apex Wrestling Syndicate's head interviewer Geoffrey James is standing in a hallway just outside Mr. Troy's office for the evening. He looks like he's enjoying the show, smiling pretty cheerfully for a guy with a big cigar burn on his head from where Apex's newest arrival put it out on his head earlier in the week. He seems to be trying to move past it, and addresses the camera with his usual practiced professionalism.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Ladies and gentlemen, we are truly on the road to Red Alert! We are eagerly anticipating one of the most high profile main events in Apex Wrestling Syndicate's history as Liam McAllister defends the World Heavyweight Title against Lord Velvet in a Rage in the Cage match. Now you've got to be thinking that-
Behind him, the door opens and a woman steps into the hallway from Mr. Troy's office. She freezes in place, obviously not expecting the camera, and the cameraman and Geoffrey both turn when they notice her. For the first time in weeks, Alyssa Kincaid is on Ascension. There's a cheer from the crowd and she visibly gulps and tries to turn and make her way down the hallway. Geoffrey's too quick though.
GEOFFREY JAMES: What a surprise this is! Alyssa, we haven't heard from Alex or yourself in weeks. And here we find you coming out of Mr. Troy's office. Could this be a preview for the return of our former Intercontinental champion?
That question catches her. She looks away for a second. While Kincaid might have been a complete bastard during his time in Apex, it was hard not to be sympathetic to his wife. Alyssa's classic girl next door, even right now, dressed in denim and plaid. So when she looks back at Geoffrey with her big, brown eyes he cocks his head ever so slightly to the side and nearly asks her what's wrong.
ALYSSA: I don't have too much to say. But we will both be at Red Alert, and we'll both say our piece then.
Geoffrey smiles a little. He's been doing this long enough to know how the game is played.
GEOFFREY JAMES: So what? Your husband's going to show up and hit someone with the Finishing Touch? Pick a fight like he did with Jon Rocks? I think we all know a return is coming.
Alyssa looks hurt by the response. She turns and goes to walk away, but then catches herself. She turns back to face the interviewer and offers some final words.
ALYSSA: You know sometimes when you know the end's finally here. You just want to be in a place that makes you comfortable. No matter what you did before. Sometimes, you just want to be the old you again one last time... before you go away.
With that, she turns and walks down the hallway. The camera goes back to Geoffrey's confused expression for a moment before the camera cuts away to commercial.
MH: He was just grabbing ahold. He didn't MEAN to cheat.
BR: Yea right. Johnny had this won for sure.
Jon Rocks has headed to the back, leaving Rocky Hollywood in the ring alone. Rocky grabs a microphone.
ROCKY HOLLYWOOD: Listen up. I’m the number one contender for the Television title because I killed that fat dumbass! Yeah… nobody else deserves this championship, and I certainly wasn’t going to let someone like Johnny Anobody take it from Quinlan before I had the chance to. I’ve been here longer than--
From the crowd, Quinlan and Johnny emerge, Quinlan holding a bag, Johnny with an elbow guard that has Legos glued to it. Rocky has yet to notice the two of them.
MH: Yeah! These two are going to do something bad!
BR: Jon Rocks would not condone this, but Rocky deserves it!
ROCKY: Anybody else but it seems like every time I get the chance at something bigger, some fat dumbass like Quinlan or Christine or even fucking Ninja takes the opportunity from me, I…urk.
Rocky falls face first to the ground as Quinlan smacks him in the back of the head with the large sack that he’s holding. Quinlan dumps it out and it’s a bunch of legos. He picks up the microphone that Rocky had been holding.
QUINLAN QUAIL: No more. No more you getting the last word. No more you telling me that I’m a fat dumbass. No more hitting me with bricks, gold chains and trying to take me out without actually being in a match. I’m taking you out this time, and then…I’ll see you at the match.
Quinlan drops the mic and picks up Rocky. Johnny rushes forward and spins around, slamming his elbow with the lego bricks into Rocky’s jaw.
BR: OH MY GOD! That was a hellacious spinning elbow!
Quinlan catches Rocky before he could slump to the floor, and lifts him up.
MH: CLASH OF THE GUMMY BEAR! Right onto the legos! He’s going to have legos practically imbedded into his body!
Quinlan stands over Rocky’s body holding the Television title high in the air. Johnny poses looking on, and then turns to stare at the Television title.
BR: I can't wait for Red Alert!
We cut backstage, Apex Wrestling Syndicate's head interviewer Geoffrey James is standing in a hallway just outside Mr. Troy's office for the evening. He looks like he's enjoying the show, smiling pretty cheerfully for a guy with a big cigar burn on his head from where Apex's newest arrival put it out on his head earlier in the week. He seems to be trying to move past it, and addresses the camera with his usual practiced professionalism.
GEOFFREY JAMES: Ladies and gentlemen, we are truly on the road to Red Alert! We are eagerly anticipating one of the most high profile main events in Apex Wrestling Syndicate's history as Liam McAllister defends the World Heavyweight Title against Lord Velvet in a Rage in the Cage match. Now you've got to be thinking that-
Behind him, the door opens and a woman steps into the hallway from Mr. Troy's office. She freezes in place, obviously not expecting the camera, and the cameraman and Geoffrey both turn when they notice her. For the first time in weeks, Alyssa Kincaid is on Ascension. There's a cheer from the crowd and she visibly gulps and tries to turn and make her way down the hallway. Geoffrey's too quick though.
GEOFFREY JAMES: What a surprise this is! Alyssa, we haven't heard from Alex or yourself in weeks. And here we find you coming out of Mr. Troy's office. Could this be a preview for the return of our former Intercontinental champion?
That question catches her. She looks away for a second. While Kincaid might have been a complete bastard during his time in Apex, it was hard not to be sympathetic to his wife. Alyssa's classic girl next door, even right now, dressed in denim and plaid. So when she looks back at Geoffrey with her big, brown eyes he cocks his head ever so slightly to the side and nearly asks her what's wrong.
ALYSSA: I don't have too much to say. But we will both be at Red Alert, and we'll both say our piece then.
Geoffrey smiles a little. He's been doing this long enough to know how the game is played.
GEOFFREY JAMES: So what? Your husband's going to show up and hit someone with the Finishing Touch? Pick a fight like he did with Jon Rocks? I think we all know a return is coming.
Alyssa looks hurt by the response. She turns and goes to walk away, but then catches herself. She turns back to face the interviewer and offers some final words.
ALYSSA: You know sometimes when you know the end's finally here. You just want to be in a place that makes you comfortable. No matter what you did before. Sometimes, you just want to be the old you again one last time... before you go away.
With that, she turns and walks down the hallway. The camera goes back to Geoffrey's confused expression for a moment before the camera cuts away to commercial.
MAIN EVENT
SCORCH & MEGATON VS BLACK ADONIS(C)
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Megaton comes out first, though no music plays. Instead all is quite as the extremely large man stands on the stage, a single spot-light shines down on him. Slowly he brings a microphone to his lips.
"The master of flame,
A man filled with sin
the keeper of the monster
opponents run in fear
The god of the ring.
Inferior beings, watch in awe.
My brother, lacking flaw.
Fear the burn lit like a torch.
I present to you the immortal Scorch."
Scorch's music hits and he walks out onto the entrance ramp as fire erupts from all around the stage. With a nod to his monster of a brother the duo slowly and confidently walk to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the AWS Tag Team championship! Introducing first, the challengers, hailing from Somewhere You Don't Want To Go, weighing in at a combined weight of 686 pounds... SCORCH & MEGATON!
BR: Quite an impressive feat, dominating their debut tag match and earning a shot at the Tag titles right away... it's no secret that the GM has done anything he can to put Black Adonis and Anarchy in an unfavorable position.
MH: Oh hush. These guys are more than qualified as you saw last week. They earned this.
Black Adonis music hits and Black Velvet comes out to the ramp with a woman on each arm. When he gets to the ramp, the women leave, before they do, they do splits and point at the entrance. Jake struts out in a pair of sunglasses, and makes his JA symbol with his hands while Black Velvet throws up a fist. Purple pyro goes off behind them, and they walk to the ring together.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, representing The Anarchy, they are the current AWS Tag Team champions, weighing in at a combined weight of 695 pounds, BLACK VELVET & JAKE ADONIS... BLACK ADONIS!!!
BR: This is the threat of being TOO successful. They, quite rightfully, have to defend the Tag Team titles but this leaves little time for Adonis to prepare for his World Heavyweight championship match next week!
MH: Oh cry and make excuses about being too successful? Really?
The bell rings as Velvet and Megaton start. Megaton overpowers Black Velvet and roughly shoves him into the corner. Black Velvet fires out of the corner and attempts to take Megaton down with a shoulderblock, but the other monster merely takes a step backwards.
BR: I don’t think we’ve ever seen someone able to match Velvet so brutally. Megaton is just so much stronger. This guy makes Kodiak Winters look small.
Black Velvet comes forwards again and Megaton grabs him and lifts him as though he was a child between his arms. Black Velvet wiggles out of the hold and picks Megaton up.
BR: OH MY GOD! KING SIZE CRUSH!
Black Velvet plants Megaton with authority and hooks the monster’s leg.
One…!
Two…!
THRE-NO! Scorch grabs the referee and pulls him from the ring just as his hand is coming down for the three count. The ref turns to yell at Scorch is anger but Scorch gets tackled from the side by Jake Adonis. The two go down and resume fighting.
In the ring Black Velvet has returned to his feet and moves towards Megaton, who simply sits up and stares at Velvet. The crowd is in as much shock as Velvet is. Megaton gets up to his knees.
MH: That brute just simply sat up after the King Size Crush.
Velvet bounces off of the ropes and attempts to boot the sitting Megaton in the face but Megaton hooks Velvet’s leg over his shoulder. Velvet has a moment to look in surprise before Megaton begins to get to his feet, with Velvet on him.
MH: That’s….
The crowd is literally silent during the spectacle of super-human strength.
BR: How in the world?!
Megaton plants Black Velvet with a vicious sit-out powerbomb!
BR: That was Four-Hundred and Fifty pounds!
Megaton moves to pin Black Velvet but sees that Jake Adonis has the advantage over Scorch on the outside. Adonis is kicking away at Scorch with brutal kicks. Megaton slides out of the ring. Scorch laughs and points behind Adonis, who turns into a decapitating clothesline.
MH: And just like that Megaton and Scorch have complete control. These guys are brutal and I love it!
BR: Black Adonis has enough on their plate without these two.
Scorch walks over to the apron and hops up onto his corner, yelling at Megaton to come over. Megaton obediently walks over and Scorch tags himself in. Scorch walks over to Black Velvet and leaps in the air, bringing his elbow down hard right in the center of the chest of Velvet. Scorch quickly gets up and kicks Velvet in the ribs hard. Velvet rolls over and Scorch lightly kicks him on the head, tauntingly. Scorch walks back over to Megaton and tags his brother in by slapping him on the chest. He points at Velvet.
MH: Scorch is just toying with Black Velvet and Jake Adonis. The man is a mastermind. He had a plan and he’s executing it perfectly here.
When Megaton gets close to Velvet, Velvet springs up and clotheslines Megaton taking the big man down hard. Jake Adonis regains his position on the tag corner and reaches his hand out to Velvet.
BR: Velvet needs to tag Adonis in a big way!
Black Velvet begins to crawl on his elbows towards Adonis’ outstretched hand. Scorch goes through the ropes and roughly kicks Velvet in the back of the head and drags Velvet back to their corner. The ref walks over to Scorch as he gets out of the ring and back on the apron and begins to yell in his face as Megaton sits up and then gets to his feet.
BR: That was blatant cheating.
Megaton grabs Velvet and lifts him to his feet.
BR: OH MY GOD.
Megaton grabs Velvet and lifts him in a military press over his head. PURE STRENGTH!
MH: That was the most brutal military press slam I’ve ever seen. I’m not sure which Megaton just broke more, Black Velvet, or any number of records.
Scorch barks at Megaton as Jake Adonis just stares in disbelief. Scorch slaps Megaton on the chest and tags himself in. He hops over the ropes and grabs the prone figure of Black Velvet. Scorch lifts Velvet and positions him as if he’s about to pile drive him, but instead lifts his arms behind his back and locks them into place.
MH: Scorch calls that the AFTERBURN.
BR: We saw this last week against Hex! The poor girl couldn’t withstand the move for longer than a few minutes. It puts such strain on so many parts of your back, you run the risk of your arms popping from their sockets.
Black Velvet screams in pain and in a miraculous feat of strength lifts Scorch up and over. Both men are down in the center of the ring. Jake Adonis reaches desperately out for Black Velvet to make a tag whilst Megaton stands stoically on the ring apron.
Scorch is crawling over to the ropes to try to get up and somehow the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight championship leaps off the ground and forward just enough to tag Adonis!
MH: Adonis is in!
Scorch is reaching for Megaton but before Scorch can reach him Adonis pulls him back and hits a big German suplex. He doesn't let go! Adonis hoists Scorch up again and nails a second German suplex!
BR: I bet he's going for three!
Sure enough Adonis hoists Scorch off the ground and nails a third German suplex, but Scorch rolls through the third one back to his feet!
MH: What!?
Both men charge and Adonis leaps... PURE PERFECTION!
BR: What a fameasser!
Adonis hooks the legs of Scorch!
One...
Two...
THR-KICKOUT!
Adonis kips up and grabs Scorch and lifts him off the ground. He whips Scorch into the ropes and flings around with a WORLD'S SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSE KICK! No! Scorch held on to the ropes, narrowly avoiding Adonis' foot by mere inches! Scorch leaps and nails the SHOVEL KICK!
MH: Shovel Kick! He got his ass!
BR: I think Adonis made a mistake by putting Caine through a table earlier! It may have cost him!
Adonis tags out to Velvet from the ground as Black Velvet steps in the ring "Money For Nothing" hits over the PA system.
MH: Yes! More Liam! What a great night!
Liam and Kodiak Winters come storming down the ramp!
BR: Oh god. Not again!
Kodiak Winters jumps on the apron and grabs the referee and holds him in the air from the apron. Black Velvet goes for Kodiak as Liam smashes Adonis' head into the outside turnbuckle.
MH: Smash!
Liam rolls in the ring and spins Velvet around... STARDOM STRIKE! Liam rolls out of the ring as Kodiak suddenly turns passive and sets the referee down and jumps out of the way.
BR: What a damned superkick on Velvet!
Scorch is finally up and stumbles over to Velvet and covers!
MH: Pin him!
BR: Not this way!
One...
Two...
Adonis stands on the second rope and leans down and tags Velvet! The referee stops the count.
MH: Illegal tag!
BR: The referee is counting it!
Adonis spins and nails the WORLD'S SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSE KICK on Scorch! Scorch is down but Megaton is already running across the ring. POETRY IN MOTION on Adonis!
MH: Poetry In Motion black hole slam!
BR: Good god!
Megaton Lifts the body of Scorch and places it on Adonis before rolling out of the ring. The referee begins to count.
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here are your winners and NNNNEEEWWWW AWS Tag Team champions... SCORCH & MEGATON!
"The master of flame,
A man filled with sin
the keeper of the monster
opponents run in fear
The god of the ring.
Inferior beings, watch in awe.
My brother, lacking flaw.
Fear the burn lit like a torch.
I present to you the immortal Scorch."
Scorch's music hits and he walks out onto the entrance ramp as fire erupts from all around the stage. With a nod to his monster of a brother the duo slowly and confidently walk to the ring.
RING ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the AWS Tag Team championship! Introducing first, the challengers, hailing from Somewhere You Don't Want To Go, weighing in at a combined weight of 686 pounds... SCORCH & MEGATON!
BR: Quite an impressive feat, dominating their debut tag match and earning a shot at the Tag titles right away... it's no secret that the GM has done anything he can to put Black Adonis and Anarchy in an unfavorable position.
MH: Oh hush. These guys are more than qualified as you saw last week. They earned this.
Black Adonis music hits and Black Velvet comes out to the ramp with a woman on each arm. When he gets to the ramp, the women leave, before they do, they do splits and point at the entrance. Jake struts out in a pair of sunglasses, and makes his JA symbol with his hands while Black Velvet throws up a fist. Purple pyro goes off behind them, and they walk to the ring together.
RING ANNOUNCER: Introducing next, representing The Anarchy, they are the current AWS Tag Team champions, weighing in at a combined weight of 695 pounds, BLACK VELVET & JAKE ADONIS... BLACK ADONIS!!!
BR: This is the threat of being TOO successful. They, quite rightfully, have to defend the Tag Team titles but this leaves little time for Adonis to prepare for his World Heavyweight championship match next week!
MH: Oh cry and make excuses about being too successful? Really?
The bell rings as Velvet and Megaton start. Megaton overpowers Black Velvet and roughly shoves him into the corner. Black Velvet fires out of the corner and attempts to take Megaton down with a shoulderblock, but the other monster merely takes a step backwards.
BR: I don’t think we’ve ever seen someone able to match Velvet so brutally. Megaton is just so much stronger. This guy makes Kodiak Winters look small.
Black Velvet comes forwards again and Megaton grabs him and lifts him as though he was a child between his arms. Black Velvet wiggles out of the hold and picks Megaton up.
BR: OH MY GOD! KING SIZE CRUSH!
Black Velvet plants Megaton with authority and hooks the monster’s leg.
One…!
Two…!
THRE-NO! Scorch grabs the referee and pulls him from the ring just as his hand is coming down for the three count. The ref turns to yell at Scorch is anger but Scorch gets tackled from the side by Jake Adonis. The two go down and resume fighting.
In the ring Black Velvet has returned to his feet and moves towards Megaton, who simply sits up and stares at Velvet. The crowd is in as much shock as Velvet is. Megaton gets up to his knees.
MH: That brute just simply sat up after the King Size Crush.
Velvet bounces off of the ropes and attempts to boot the sitting Megaton in the face but Megaton hooks Velvet’s leg over his shoulder. Velvet has a moment to look in surprise before Megaton begins to get to his feet, with Velvet on him.
MH: That’s….
The crowd is literally silent during the spectacle of super-human strength.
BR: How in the world?!
Megaton plants Black Velvet with a vicious sit-out powerbomb!
BR: That was Four-Hundred and Fifty pounds!
Megaton moves to pin Black Velvet but sees that Jake Adonis has the advantage over Scorch on the outside. Adonis is kicking away at Scorch with brutal kicks. Megaton slides out of the ring. Scorch laughs and points behind Adonis, who turns into a decapitating clothesline.
MH: And just like that Megaton and Scorch have complete control. These guys are brutal and I love it!
BR: Black Adonis has enough on their plate without these two.
Scorch walks over to the apron and hops up onto his corner, yelling at Megaton to come over. Megaton obediently walks over and Scorch tags himself in. Scorch walks over to Black Velvet and leaps in the air, bringing his elbow down hard right in the center of the chest of Velvet. Scorch quickly gets up and kicks Velvet in the ribs hard. Velvet rolls over and Scorch lightly kicks him on the head, tauntingly. Scorch walks back over to Megaton and tags his brother in by slapping him on the chest. He points at Velvet.
MH: Scorch is just toying with Black Velvet and Jake Adonis. The man is a mastermind. He had a plan and he’s executing it perfectly here.
When Megaton gets close to Velvet, Velvet springs up and clotheslines Megaton taking the big man down hard. Jake Adonis regains his position on the tag corner and reaches his hand out to Velvet.
BR: Velvet needs to tag Adonis in a big way!
Black Velvet begins to crawl on his elbows towards Adonis’ outstretched hand. Scorch goes through the ropes and roughly kicks Velvet in the back of the head and drags Velvet back to their corner. The ref walks over to Scorch as he gets out of the ring and back on the apron and begins to yell in his face as Megaton sits up and then gets to his feet.
BR: That was blatant cheating.
Megaton grabs Velvet and lifts him to his feet.
BR: OH MY GOD.
Megaton grabs Velvet and lifts him in a military press over his head. PURE STRENGTH!
MH: That was the most brutal military press slam I’ve ever seen. I’m not sure which Megaton just broke more, Black Velvet, or any number of records.
Scorch barks at Megaton as Jake Adonis just stares in disbelief. Scorch slaps Megaton on the chest and tags himself in. He hops over the ropes and grabs the prone figure of Black Velvet. Scorch lifts Velvet and positions him as if he’s about to pile drive him, but instead lifts his arms behind his back and locks them into place.
MH: Scorch calls that the AFTERBURN.
BR: We saw this last week against Hex! The poor girl couldn’t withstand the move for longer than a few minutes. It puts such strain on so many parts of your back, you run the risk of your arms popping from their sockets.
Black Velvet screams in pain and in a miraculous feat of strength lifts Scorch up and over. Both men are down in the center of the ring. Jake Adonis reaches desperately out for Black Velvet to make a tag whilst Megaton stands stoically on the ring apron.
Scorch is crawling over to the ropes to try to get up and somehow the #1 contender for the World Heavyweight championship leaps off the ground and forward just enough to tag Adonis!
MH: Adonis is in!
Scorch is reaching for Megaton but before Scorch can reach him Adonis pulls him back and hits a big German suplex. He doesn't let go! Adonis hoists Scorch up again and nails a second German suplex!
BR: I bet he's going for three!
Sure enough Adonis hoists Scorch off the ground and nails a third German suplex, but Scorch rolls through the third one back to his feet!
MH: What!?
Both men charge and Adonis leaps... PURE PERFECTION!
BR: What a fameasser!
Adonis hooks the legs of Scorch!
One...
Two...
THR-KICKOUT!
Adonis kips up and grabs Scorch and lifts him off the ground. He whips Scorch into the ropes and flings around with a WORLD'S SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSE KICK! No! Scorch held on to the ropes, narrowly avoiding Adonis' foot by mere inches! Scorch leaps and nails the SHOVEL KICK!
MH: Shovel Kick! He got his ass!
BR: I think Adonis made a mistake by putting Caine through a table earlier! It may have cost him!
Adonis tags out to Velvet from the ground as Black Velvet steps in the ring "Money For Nothing" hits over the PA system.
MH: Yes! More Liam! What a great night!
Liam and Kodiak Winters come storming down the ramp!
BR: Oh god. Not again!
Kodiak Winters jumps on the apron and grabs the referee and holds him in the air from the apron. Black Velvet goes for Kodiak as Liam smashes Adonis' head into the outside turnbuckle.
MH: Smash!
Liam rolls in the ring and spins Velvet around... STARDOM STRIKE! Liam rolls out of the ring as Kodiak suddenly turns passive and sets the referee down and jumps out of the way.
BR: What a damned superkick on Velvet!
Scorch is finally up and stumbles over to Velvet and covers!
MH: Pin him!
BR: Not this way!
One...
Two...
Adonis stands on the second rope and leans down and tags Velvet! The referee stops the count.
MH: Illegal tag!
BR: The referee is counting it!
Adonis spins and nails the WORLD'S SEXIEST ROUNDHOUSE KICK on Scorch! Scorch is down but Megaton is already running across the ring. POETRY IN MOTION on Adonis!
MH: Poetry In Motion black hole slam!
BR: Good god!
Megaton Lifts the body of Scorch and places it on Adonis before rolling out of the ring. The referee begins to count.
One...
Two...
THREE!
RING ANNOUNCER: Here are your winners and NNNNEEEWWWW AWS Tag Team champions... SCORCH & MEGATON!
WINNERS: SCORCH & MEGATON (NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS)
BR: New Tag champions! New Tag champion!
MH: All hail Scorch & Megaton!
Scorch & Megaton are shown holding their respective titles and holding them in the air, as if they are telling the World that they are their new leaders... on the ramp Liam is laughing while holding up the World Heavyweight title.
BR: In part thanks to Liam & Kodiak! Velvet may have been able to put this away if it weren't for Liam!
MH: Not likely! Scorch & Megaton had their number!
BR: What a tough time for Black Adonis! They just lost the Tag Team titles and and now Velvet has to prepare for the World title match!
MH: Anyone would kill to have a shot at Liam!
BR: This is crazy, Black Adonis worked SO HARD to get those Tag Titles and now they are gone!
MH: Something tells me this isn't over.
BR: We are out of time folks, be sure to check with your local cable or satellite provider for ordering Red Alert!
MH: All hail Scorch & Megaton!
Scorch & Megaton are shown holding their respective titles and holding them in the air, as if they are telling the World that they are their new leaders... on the ramp Liam is laughing while holding up the World Heavyweight title.
BR: In part thanks to Liam & Kodiak! Velvet may have been able to put this away if it weren't for Liam!
MH: Not likely! Scorch & Megaton had their number!
BR: What a tough time for Black Adonis! They just lost the Tag Team titles and and now Velvet has to prepare for the World title match!
MH: Anyone would kill to have a shot at Liam!
BR: This is crazy, Black Adonis worked SO HARD to get those Tag Titles and now they are gone!
MH: Something tells me this isn't over.
BR: We are out of time folks, be sure to check with your local cable or satellite provider for ordering Red Alert!