Post by PWXonline on Dec 6, 2013 9:44:01 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: NEVER SAY DIE
PEPSI CENTER
DENVER COLORADO
WEDNESDAY , DECEMBER 4TH, 2013
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DARK MATCH
OVER THE TOP ROPE BATTLE ROYAL
RYAN JAMES DIO vs JAROME OWENS vs MUERTE DIOS vs SHAWN LESTER vs RICKY CRAVATE vs ALAN YOKER vs THADDIUS FRANKLIN GRAHAM IV vs THE ANAL PROBE vs THE MASKED BOB DOLE vs JERRY CLARK vs CHRIS SOLO
[The theme music from Rocky starts off as we pan out to see the other jobbers standing there for the jobber royale. The Masked Bob Dole enters the arena in a Rocky hoodie and in boxing gloves. He rushes for the ring and the bell immediately rings. The Masked Bob Dole immediately slaps Jerry Clark across the face and eliminates him without a second of a thought. The massive fight ensues with Jarome Owens and Shawn Lester immediately eliminating Alan Yoker as a tag team. More fighting continues to ensue and Noiz Nirad and Johnny Poz immediately eliminate Ryan James Dio. Both Team Wade and Shawn Lester and Jarome Owens try to have a tag team fight. Thaddius Franklin Graham the Fourth immediately gets in their way and starts to preach at the men, but both Team Wade and the team of Owens and the Black Snake go to eliminate him. Johnny Poz immediately backs both men up and Poz immediately eliminates Thaddius, but misfires and takes himself out of the Royale too.]
First Elmination: Jerry Clark by The Masked Bob Dole
Second Elmination: Alan Yoker by Jarome Owens and Shawn Lester
Third Elmination: Ryan James Dio via Team Wade (Johnny Poz and Noiz Nirad)
Fourth Elmination: Thaddius Griffin the Fourth by Johnny Poz
Fifth Elmination: Johnny Poz by accidental elimination
[Solo tries to low blow the Anal Probe next, but the Anal Probe immediately slides under Solo’s legs and slides under the first ring rope: NO ELMINIATION. The Anal Probe immediately reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a hockey stick. He slides into the ring only to get met by Ricky. Ricky stomps at him a few times, but immediately the Masked Bob Dole runs up behind him and depants him. Ricky’s pink bunny underwear gets exposed before both the Anal Probe and The Masked Bob Dole eliminate Ricky to the crowds delight. Both men get attacked by Muerte Dios. Muerte Dios tries to do a springboard moonsault, but The Masked Bob Dole catches him. The Masked Bob Dole holds Muerte Dios’s ass towards the Anal Probe and The Anal Probe immediately shoves a gigantic hockey stick up Muerte Dios’ ass (of course without physically killing the man). The Masked Bob Dole flings Muerte Dios over the top rope and immediately sends Anal Probe’s Hockey Stick out of the ring with Muerte Dios. The Masked Bob Dole takes an opportunity to clock The Anal Probe. The Anal Probe immediately catches his fist Hulk Hogan style. He sends The Masked Bob Dole out of the ring. He tries to eliminate him, but Noiz Nirad rushes to save the Masked Bob Dole (sans a yellow subtitle). As Noiz tries to help out, he’s met with Jarome Owen’s fist. Jarome sets him up for a Black Snake Slap and slaps Noiz Nirad over the top rope.]
Sixth Elmination: Solo by The Anal Probe and The Masked Bob Dole
Seventh Elmination: Ricky via depants by The Masked Bob Dole
Eighth Elmination: Muerte Dios by mass anal rapage double team of The Masked Bob Dole and The Anal Probe
Ninth Elimination: Noiz Nirad by Jarome Owens.
[Four men remain: The Masked Bob Dole, Jarome Owens, Shawn Lester, andThe Anal Probe. As The Anal Probe tries to eliminate the Masked Bob Dole, The Masked Bob Dole tries to pull him out of the ring with a hurricanarana, but The Anal Probe grabs Bob Dole and pulls him back in. He powerbombs The Masked Bob Dole. The Anal Probe immediately rushes towards Jarome Owens and Shawn Lester. Both men overtake The Anal Probe for a few moments. They lay out a fury of punches for a bit. Finally they try to set him up with a double DDT, but The Anal Probe grabs them and knocks their heads together. The Anal Probe hulks up for a moment. He balls his fist up and immediately PENETRATES Jarome’s ass to protect himself. Jarome reels in pain. Shawn Lester smirks for a moment, acting as if he’d been fed directions by the referee. Shawn Lester looks towards Jarome Owens and immediately hits him with the Delusions of Grandeur. He throws Jarome Owens immediately over the top rope without a second of a thought, much to the hatred of the crowd. The Anal Probe looks in shock as The Masked Bob Dole recovers.]
Tenth Elimination: Jarome Owens by Shawn Lester.
[The Masked Bob Dole immediately tries to go for the Anal Probe, but Shawn Lester low blows The Masked Bob Dole to bring him down. The Anal Probe goes upon the attack and immediately tries to lift Lester up for a suplex. Lester drops towards the ground and hits a shining wizard on The Anal Probe. He tries to toss The Anal Probe over the top rope, but The Anal Probe regains consciousness and grabs the ropes. The Anal Probe reaches down and grabs a handful of Shawn Lester’s balls. Lester pushes him away and hits an Executive Promise out of nowhere, as he’s learned that one from Brian Hollywood over the years, much of the hatred of the crowd. Shawn Lester immediately sends The Anal Probe into the corner. He climbs towards the outside. Shawn gets him up on the top turnbuckle. He tries to superplex The Anal Probe over, but he cannot. Suddenly, you see the Masked Bob Dole struggling up to his feet. Shawn continues to pull with all his might, but The Anal Probe continues to grab on to the turn buckle. The crowd starts to see what’s going on and starts to chant.]
Crowd: BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE!
[The Masked Bob Dole immediately gets to his feet, although he’s a bit groggy. He…smiles as he sees both the last to combatants fighting on the turnbuckle. The Masked Bob Dole immediately lunges towards them and causes the Anal Probe to lose his grip. Shawn Lester immediately loses his grip as well and super plexes the Anal Probe and himself to the outside of the ring.]
DING DING DING DING!
Alexis: The winner of the match and the winner of the 2013 JOBBER...ROOOOYAAAALLLLLEEEE: THE MASKED BOB DOLE!
Crowd: BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE! BOB DOLE!
[The Masked Bob Dole immediately climbs the ropes and…smiles as he celebrates his victory!]
Eleventh Elimination: The Anal Probe by Shawn Lester and The Masked Bob Dole
Final Elmination: Shawn Lester by The Masked Bob Dole
WINNER: THE MASKED BOB DOLE IN 8:23
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Pyro burst down from the rafters of the Pepsi Center and explode all over the stage as the fans go hardcore wild. More pyro shoots off right after that from the stage itself as the pryo shoots straight up in the air. The smoke clears and the cameras are panning across the arena at the happy fans as we go ringside.
Chris: Welcome everyone to PWX's biggest event of the year...NEVER SAY DIE!!! I'm Chris and this is Mr. Punk Bunny, Ricky....
Ricky: Shut the fuck up!
Chris:...Cravate.
Ricky: That was a bullshit kind of "jobber royal." At least I didn't get penetrated like that nobody Muerte Dios did.
Chris: Anyways, enough about penetrations and Ricky's underwear, we are LIVE in the Pepsi Center for NEVER SAY DIE!
Ricky: I'm already needing something strong for that embarrassment in that ring.
Chris: A strong penetration?
Ricky: Fuck you Caudill! You know, that could have been you in that ring.
Chris: I don't wrestle..
Ricky: Like I do?
Chris: Well, it was probably Zion's way of getting you back for all those times you've insulted him.
Ricky: Insulted him?! That's insulting!
Chris: Anyways, we've got a loaded night in store! It's going to be all out war...literally! It seems like its going to be a night of team battles.
Ricky: I gotta say that's got to be a record for Never Say Die in regards to tag matches. More tag matches than singles matches?
Chris: That it is. However, a lot of stories implicated in them. A best of five series finals, a six man and an all out war.
Ricky: The only singles match just happens to be for the PWX Championship. Troy Stone going to be defending his title against Abigail Lindsay.
Chris: It was Abigail Lindsay who won the Stone Cold Gauntlet contenders match in order to face Troy Stone for the coveted title.
Ricky: It will be a thriller indeed as Abigail and Stone do have some history together.
Chris: Let's waste not, though. Let's get to our first match of the night, the conclusion of the best of five series!
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BEST OF 5 TAG SERIES MATCH(FINAL MATCH-SERIES TIED 2-2)
STEEL CAGE MATCH
NIGHTHAWK/JASON ARIES vs ELIJAH BLACK/NIGHTMARE
Ring Announcer Alexis Lace: “This next contest is a steel cage match and is the final match in the best-of-5 series to determine the #1 seed in the upcoming PWX World Tag Team Cup.”
([Purple lights pulse around the arena as “Smash The Control Machine” thunders through the speakers…]
With the perfect hair
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...
[…before Elijah Black steps out on top of the ramp, surveying the arena around him with the hood of his black hoodie raised, standing with his fists clenched by his sides]
(Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game!))
[Black throws his head back, throwing the hood back around his shoulders, and shakes some of the excess water out of his hair as he begins to walk down the ramp]
Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
[Black walks down the ramp at a slow, deliberate pace, a smirk on the corner of his lips as he ignores the fans around him]
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out your banks
But billed me for the loss
[…reaching the bottom of the ramp, Black pauses at ringside to flick his attention to the ring for a moment, before he paces around the ringside area]
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machines
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
[Pacing around the ring, Black continues his deliberate pace around the ring, staying within his own headspace and blocking out the crowd’s reaction]
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
[Quick as a flash, Black breaks from his patrol of ringside and jumps onto the apron, waiting for a moment on one knee for the right moment in his theme…]
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
[Black quickly scales the turnbuckles from the ring apron, standing on the top rope and holds his fist in the air, looking out over the crowd and looking pleased with himself]
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves - for minimum wage
[Black jumps off the top rope into the ring, slapping himself on the chest a couple of times before standing with his arms spread wide, as he turns to invite the crowd’s reaction]
((The revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade wi-fi))
[…before removing his hoodie and chucking it into his corner of the ring]
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, from East Lansing, Michigan weighing in at 202 pounds, please welcome Elijah Black!”
(As "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold starts up on the PA system the lights go dark as a trail of fire starts up on each side of the ramp starting from the stage and going towards the ring.
Nightmare!
(Now your nightmare comes to life)
Dragged ya down below
Down to the devil's show
To be his guest forever
(Peace of mind is less than never)
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
(Burn the world your last endeavor)
Nightmare appears on the stage as the lights come back on, flashing white and red in rhythm with the music. Smoke starts to coat the floor of the stage and the ramp. Pushing a stretcher towards center stage as he grins looking out at the fans. He starts lining the stretcher up with the ring.
Flesh is burning
You can smell it in the air
Cause men like you have
Such an easy soul to steal (steal)
So stand in line while
They ink numbers in your head
You're now a slave
Until the end of time here
Nothing stops the madness,
Turning, haunting, yearning
Pull the trigger
Taking a few steps back from the stretcher he runs towards it and jumps onto to it body surfing it down the ramp towards the ring. Turning the stretcher side ways as it closes in on the ring it hits the ring with it's side and comes to a stop as Nightmare rolls under the ropes into the ring.
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare
(While your nightmare comes to life)
Standing up he moves to the ring ropes to his right, putting on foot on the bottom rope and his other on the second as he stands on the ropes, using one hand to keep balance. Bringing a fist up to his throat with the thumb extended he performs a slow cutthroat taunt before spitting a red mist into the air towards the fans with a grin on his face.
Can't wake up in sweat
'Cause it ain't over yet
Still dancing with your demons
(Victim of your own creation)
Beyond the will to fight
Where all that's wrong is right
Where hate don't need a reason
(Loathing self-assassination)
Climbing down from the ropes Nightmare makes his way to his corner of the ring and sits down in the corner as he waits for his opponent as his music fades out and the lights return to normal.)
Alexis Lace: “His tag team partner, from an unannounced location, wearing in at 287 pounds, Nightmare!”
(As their opponents stand in the ring, going over strategies with each other, the arena suddenly begins to buzz as the opening strains of "A Small Measure Of Peace (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)" by Hans Zimmer goes out through the arena before Nighthawk and Jason Aries walk to the ring, each man slapping hands with the entire front row before they slide into the ring and climb on the top turnbuckles.)
Alexis Lace: “And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 387 pounds, the team of ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk and Jason Aries!”
As both teams glare at each other as the cage lowers down around them, the respect that you might expect them to have for each other gone and replaced instead by as much contempt as it is humanly possible for 4 men to have for each other, the referee separates both teams and sends them back to their corners informing them both that he is in no mood whatsoever for anything approaching funny business. As Jason Aries and Nighthawk pound fists with each other before going over their final strategy as the bell rings to start the match Elijah Black and Nightmare snicker to themselves before heading to their corners, teamwork on their side noticeably absent. Turning around Elijah Black and Nighthawk find themselves standing in the center of the ring as the crowd buzzes for this temporary resumption of one of PWX’s most heated rivalries. Staring holes through each other with as much hate in their eyes as they can muster, both men finally lock up and quickly find themselves back to the ropes where Elijah Black gives a clean break but not before smirking and insultingly patting Nighthawk on the head, which the Chicago native responds to with a teeth-rattling european uppercut and a reminder to not try that ever again as he glares an absolute hole through Elijah Black for his insolence. Stepping back in the center of the ring, having made his point to his satisfaction, both men again go back to the collar-and-elbow lock-up and again jockey for position before Nighthawk takes him over with an armdrag right through into a short-arm scissors and holds onto it tightly as he reaches up to tag in Jason Aries who rather quickly takes control of the short-arm scissors himself as it is rather quickly becoming clear that the Nighthawk and Jason Aries side is trying very hard to keep their emotions under control. Reaching up to tag Nighthawk back in Jason Aries quickly lays the arm out flat allowing the “Wrestling Machine” to slingshot in with a double stomp to the left arm, before rolling through into a crucifix pin that gets a quick 1-count. Almost as soon as they pop up to their feet, though, Elijah seems to be getting frustrated as he shakes out his left arm and lets that frustration out with a hard forearm smash causing Nighthawk to wobble against the ropes. Gritting his teeth, as though he knew this was coming, the “Man of 1000 Holds” bombs the Michigander with another gigantic european uppercut before reaching over to tag in Jason Aries as Elijah Black does the same with Nightmare.
Chris: This match is damn physical!
Ricky: Aries and Nightmare in respectively looking fresh.
Chris: Black and Hawk both needed a breather after that flurry of offense.
Almost as soon as Nighthawk exits through the middle ropes and holds onto the tag rope Jason Aries shoots through the ropes like a bullet and immediately locks up with Nightmare who heaves him against the turnbuckle, a wide shark’s grin on his face as Jason Aries tries to think of what to do next while the crowd shows who they support by serenading the Minneapolis native with a particularly full-throated rendition of “On Minnesota” as Jason Aries stretches against the ring ropes, a wide smile on his face. Finally stepping back into the center of the ring Jason Aries again locks up with Nightmare and is this time whipped into the Nightmare\Elijah Black corner at a high rate of speed but somehow manages to hold onto the top turnbuckle and springboard back over an onrushing Nightmare before rolling back to his own corner where Nighthawk is waiting with a corkscrew armdrag on Nightmare right into a satellite headscissors on an onrushing Elijah Black. Quickly trying to take advantage of the situation they find themselves in Nighthawk and Jason Aries get to their feet and share a glance with each other before Jason Aries picks up Elijah Black and holds him in a reverse neckbreaker as the “Wrestling Machine” heads to the top turnbuckle. But as Nighthawk heads up Nightmare shoves him off the top rope to the floor, distracting Jason Aries long enough for Elijah Black to counter by hitting the hair-pull backbreaker he calls Delilah’s Revenge. Smirking as Jason Aries rises to his feet holding his back Elijah Black then lands a gorgeous vertical suplex and quickly goes for a cover, arrogantly and nonchalantly refusing to hook the leg. Glaring at the referee when he informs him that Jason Aries kicked out Elijah Black quickly pulls the “Phenom” to all fours and lands a series of hard short-range kicks to the forehead before hitting a basement dropkick to the face as Nighthawk slowly pulls himself up to his feet looking dazed and just about out of it.. Mockingly leading the crowd in claps and cheers Elijah Black then drives a trio of knees to the middle of the back before following up with an open-hand strike to the forehead before tagging in Nightmare.
Chris: Black mocking the crowd now. He's obviously feeling pretty confident now.
Ricky: There's a word for that. They call it overconfidence.
Chris: Hey, did I say that?
Ricky: You didn't have to. The way you said it was like it was an act of overconfidence.
Chris: Anyways, Black and Nightmare right now with obvious control of this match.
Taking advantage of the situation in front of him Nightmare picks up Jason Aries and slaps him insultingly across the face before hitting a Liger Bomb that gets a 2-count and then some artless stomps to the pit of the stomach followed by a falling headbutt to the chest. Picking Jason Aries up again Nightmare hits a hard clubbing lariat to the shoulders followed by a running open-hand forearm lariat to the chest, followed by a jumping double stomp to the abdomen and then another cover. Shaking his head in frustration when he can’t get the 3-count Nightmare again tags in Elijah Black, who saunters in and hits a falling fistdrop to the throat before picking the woozy Jason Aries up by his hair and hits him with a textbook side Russian legsweep, following that up with a 2nd-rope elbowdrop. Continuing to taunt Nighthawk who is only now coming out of it Elijah Black hits a double-underhook suplex followed by a kneedrop to the throat and another quick tag to Nightmare, who comes in and quickly fires Jason Aries face-first into the steel cage and punctuating it by rubbing his face against the steel mesh. Smiling as he releases Jason Aries who, by this point, is quite a bloody mess Nightmare quickly tags in Elijah Black who hits a headbutt to the lower back followed by a jumping knee strike to the middle of the back sending the Minneapolis native into the steel cage again, only for him to turn around and walk right into a power-drive backdrop suplex from Elijah Black who again nonchalantly covers and gets another long 2-count.
Chris: Nightmare and Elijah Black are really rolling here.
Ricky: So much on the line in this final match between these two very great teams.
Chris: That's right. The winner will walk out of Never Say Die the number one seeds in the upcoming tournament that will be in play next week!
Ricky: I can't wait for that!
Hitting a falling elbowdrop to the throat Elijah Black places his knee on the throat of Jason Aries before reaching up and tagging in Nightmare who grinds the bone of his forearm across the open wound of Jason Aries before locking in a sleeper hold as Elijah Black exults in their corner at the possibility of winning the series finale via submission. Finally coming around Nighthawk tries to exhort the sold-out crowd to make as much noise as they can, only to get nailed by a forearm shiver from Elijah Black as Nightmare continues to keep the sleeper on in the middle of the ring as Jason Aries slowly begins to fade. As the referee moves to check to see if Jason Aries is ready to give up Nighthawk pulls himself back to his feet and again climbs to the top turnbuckle to rally the crowd behind his side, which happens at about the same time as Jason Aries slumps forward and manages to grab the ropes with his hand. Exulting and pumping their fists in belief of victory Nightmare and Elijah Black are stunned when the referee pulls their arms down and informs them that Jason Aries grabbed the ropes. But as Elijah Black leaves the ring a bloodied and exhausted Jason Aries reaches the ropes and makes the tag to Nighthawk in full view of the referee. Rushing in like a bullet the “Wrestling Machine” takes out Nightmare with a slingshot clothesline before turning around and tossing Elijah Black face-first into the cage. Climbing up to the top turnbuckle as he sees Elijah staggering around the ring with blood trickling from a cut to his scalp, the “Man of 1000 Holds” glances down at a bloodied Jason Aries and hits a beautiful diving missile dropkick on Nightmare as he apparently has come to the decision that he is going to have to carry things for a little while.
Chris: Hawk and Aries trying to rally now!
Ricky: Yes, but has Black and Nightmare already done too much damage control for Hawk and Aries?
Heading back up to the top turnbuckle Nighthawk measures Elijah Black for a beautiful swandive headbutt to the chest and covering for a long 2-count. Picking Jason Aries up Nighthawk heads back up to the top turnbuckle as a bloodied Jason Aries picks up Nightmare and hooks him in a reverse neckbreaker which he holds long enough for Nighthawk to come off of the top rope with a bodypress as Jason Aries drops him down with the reverse neckbreaker. Grabbing Elijah Black Nighthawk hooks him in a powerbomb and guides him towards the turnbuckles where Jason Aries comes off with a Shiranui as they both decide to cover and gets a 2-count. Signaling that the match is over Nighthawk sets Elijah Black on the 2nd turnbuckle and prepares to go for a 2nd-rope hurricanrana only to be caught by Nightmare who drops him down with a blatant low blow and then a leaning powerbomb. Stepping down off of the top turnbuckle Jason Aries rushes Nightmare only to be caught with a chokeslam hold by Nightmare who holds on long enough for Elijah Black to sneak in the back door with a backdrop driver. Covering arrogantly Elijah Black gets the 3-count as both he and Nightmare smirk as they spit on Nighthawk and Jason Aries.
Alexis Lace: “The winners of the match, and of the series, the team of Nightmare and Elijah Black.”
Ricky: Looks like Black and Nightmare were too much to handle for Aries and Hawk.
Chris: Are you kidding me?! Nighthawk and Jason Aries did a wonderful job in this series! This series was amazing and it was entertaining!
Ricky: And FINALLY over! I will admit it was a lot of fun to watch, but watching these two teams mesh so many times, I had to convince myself it was the first time.
Chris: And it looks as if Nightmare and Elijah Black earn themselves the number one seed in the tag team tournament!
Ricky: I can say I can't wait for that!
WINNER: ELIJAH BLACK AND NIGHTMARE
STEEL CAGE MATCH
NIGHTHAWK/JASON ARIES vs ELIJAH BLACK/NIGHTMARE
Ring Announcer Alexis Lace: “This next contest is a steel cage match and is the final match in the best-of-5 series to determine the #1 seed in the upcoming PWX World Tag Team Cup.”
([Purple lights pulse around the arena as “Smash The Control Machine” thunders through the speakers…]
With the perfect hair
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...
[…before Elijah Black steps out on top of the ramp, surveying the arena around him with the hood of his black hoodie raised, standing with his fists clenched by his sides]
(Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game!))
[Black throws his head back, throwing the hood back around his shoulders, and shakes some of the excess water out of his hair as he begins to walk down the ramp]
Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
[Black walks down the ramp at a slow, deliberate pace, a smirk on the corner of his lips as he ignores the fans around him]
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out your banks
But billed me for the loss
[…reaching the bottom of the ramp, Black pauses at ringside to flick his attention to the ring for a moment, before he paces around the ringside area]
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machines
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
[Pacing around the ring, Black continues his deliberate pace around the ring, staying within his own headspace and blocking out the crowd’s reaction]
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
[Quick as a flash, Black breaks from his patrol of ringside and jumps onto the apron, waiting for a moment on one knee for the right moment in his theme…]
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
[Black quickly scales the turnbuckles from the ring apron, standing on the top rope and holds his fist in the air, looking out over the crowd and looking pleased with himself]
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves - for minimum wage
[Black jumps off the top rope into the ring, slapping himself on the chest a couple of times before standing with his arms spread wide, as he turns to invite the crowd’s reaction]
((The revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade wi-fi))
[…before removing his hoodie and chucking it into his corner of the ring]
Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, from East Lansing, Michigan weighing in at 202 pounds, please welcome Elijah Black!”
(As "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold starts up on the PA system the lights go dark as a trail of fire starts up on each side of the ramp starting from the stage and going towards the ring.
Nightmare!
(Now your nightmare comes to life)
Dragged ya down below
Down to the devil's show
To be his guest forever
(Peace of mind is less than never)
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
(Burn the world your last endeavor)
Nightmare appears on the stage as the lights come back on, flashing white and red in rhythm with the music. Smoke starts to coat the floor of the stage and the ramp. Pushing a stretcher towards center stage as he grins looking out at the fans. He starts lining the stretcher up with the ring.
Flesh is burning
You can smell it in the air
Cause men like you have
Such an easy soul to steal (steal)
So stand in line while
They ink numbers in your head
You're now a slave
Until the end of time here
Nothing stops the madness,
Turning, haunting, yearning
Pull the trigger
Taking a few steps back from the stretcher he runs towards it and jumps onto to it body surfing it down the ramp towards the ring. Turning the stretcher side ways as it closes in on the ring it hits the ring with it's side and comes to a stop as Nightmare rolls under the ropes into the ring.
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare
(While your nightmare comes to life)
Standing up he moves to the ring ropes to his right, putting on foot on the bottom rope and his other on the second as he stands on the ropes, using one hand to keep balance. Bringing a fist up to his throat with the thumb extended he performs a slow cutthroat taunt before spitting a red mist into the air towards the fans with a grin on his face.
Can't wake up in sweat
'Cause it ain't over yet
Still dancing with your demons
(Victim of your own creation)
Beyond the will to fight
Where all that's wrong is right
Where hate don't need a reason
(Loathing self-assassination)
Climbing down from the ropes Nightmare makes his way to his corner of the ring and sits down in the corner as he waits for his opponent as his music fades out and the lights return to normal.)
Alexis Lace: “His tag team partner, from an unannounced location, wearing in at 287 pounds, Nightmare!”
(As their opponents stand in the ring, going over strategies with each other, the arena suddenly begins to buzz as the opening strains of "A Small Measure Of Peace (Personal Jesus\Holding Out For A Hero Intro)" by Hans Zimmer goes out through the arena before Nighthawk and Jason Aries walk to the ring, each man slapping hands with the entire front row before they slide into the ring and climb on the top turnbuckles.)
Alexis Lace: “And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 387 pounds, the team of ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk and Jason Aries!”
As both teams glare at each other as the cage lowers down around them, the respect that you might expect them to have for each other gone and replaced instead by as much contempt as it is humanly possible for 4 men to have for each other, the referee separates both teams and sends them back to their corners informing them both that he is in no mood whatsoever for anything approaching funny business. As Jason Aries and Nighthawk pound fists with each other before going over their final strategy as the bell rings to start the match Elijah Black and Nightmare snicker to themselves before heading to their corners, teamwork on their side noticeably absent. Turning around Elijah Black and Nighthawk find themselves standing in the center of the ring as the crowd buzzes for this temporary resumption of one of PWX’s most heated rivalries. Staring holes through each other with as much hate in their eyes as they can muster, both men finally lock up and quickly find themselves back to the ropes where Elijah Black gives a clean break but not before smirking and insultingly patting Nighthawk on the head, which the Chicago native responds to with a teeth-rattling european uppercut and a reminder to not try that ever again as he glares an absolute hole through Elijah Black for his insolence. Stepping back in the center of the ring, having made his point to his satisfaction, both men again go back to the collar-and-elbow lock-up and again jockey for position before Nighthawk takes him over with an armdrag right through into a short-arm scissors and holds onto it tightly as he reaches up to tag in Jason Aries who rather quickly takes control of the short-arm scissors himself as it is rather quickly becoming clear that the Nighthawk and Jason Aries side is trying very hard to keep their emotions under control. Reaching up to tag Nighthawk back in Jason Aries quickly lays the arm out flat allowing the “Wrestling Machine” to slingshot in with a double stomp to the left arm, before rolling through into a crucifix pin that gets a quick 1-count. Almost as soon as they pop up to their feet, though, Elijah seems to be getting frustrated as he shakes out his left arm and lets that frustration out with a hard forearm smash causing Nighthawk to wobble against the ropes. Gritting his teeth, as though he knew this was coming, the “Man of 1000 Holds” bombs the Michigander with another gigantic european uppercut before reaching over to tag in Jason Aries as Elijah Black does the same with Nightmare.
Chris: This match is damn physical!
Ricky: Aries and Nightmare in respectively looking fresh.
Chris: Black and Hawk both needed a breather after that flurry of offense.
Almost as soon as Nighthawk exits through the middle ropes and holds onto the tag rope Jason Aries shoots through the ropes like a bullet and immediately locks up with Nightmare who heaves him against the turnbuckle, a wide shark’s grin on his face as Jason Aries tries to think of what to do next while the crowd shows who they support by serenading the Minneapolis native with a particularly full-throated rendition of “On Minnesota” as Jason Aries stretches against the ring ropes, a wide smile on his face. Finally stepping back into the center of the ring Jason Aries again locks up with Nightmare and is this time whipped into the Nightmare\Elijah Black corner at a high rate of speed but somehow manages to hold onto the top turnbuckle and springboard back over an onrushing Nightmare before rolling back to his own corner where Nighthawk is waiting with a corkscrew armdrag on Nightmare right into a satellite headscissors on an onrushing Elijah Black. Quickly trying to take advantage of the situation they find themselves in Nighthawk and Jason Aries get to their feet and share a glance with each other before Jason Aries picks up Elijah Black and holds him in a reverse neckbreaker as the “Wrestling Machine” heads to the top turnbuckle. But as Nighthawk heads up Nightmare shoves him off the top rope to the floor, distracting Jason Aries long enough for Elijah Black to counter by hitting the hair-pull backbreaker he calls Delilah’s Revenge. Smirking as Jason Aries rises to his feet holding his back Elijah Black then lands a gorgeous vertical suplex and quickly goes for a cover, arrogantly and nonchalantly refusing to hook the leg. Glaring at the referee when he informs him that Jason Aries kicked out Elijah Black quickly pulls the “Phenom” to all fours and lands a series of hard short-range kicks to the forehead before hitting a basement dropkick to the face as Nighthawk slowly pulls himself up to his feet looking dazed and just about out of it.. Mockingly leading the crowd in claps and cheers Elijah Black then drives a trio of knees to the middle of the back before following up with an open-hand strike to the forehead before tagging in Nightmare.
Chris: Black mocking the crowd now. He's obviously feeling pretty confident now.
Ricky: There's a word for that. They call it overconfidence.
Chris: Hey, did I say that?
Ricky: You didn't have to. The way you said it was like it was an act of overconfidence.
Chris: Anyways, Black and Nightmare right now with obvious control of this match.
Taking advantage of the situation in front of him Nightmare picks up Jason Aries and slaps him insultingly across the face before hitting a Liger Bomb that gets a 2-count and then some artless stomps to the pit of the stomach followed by a falling headbutt to the chest. Picking Jason Aries up again Nightmare hits a hard clubbing lariat to the shoulders followed by a running open-hand forearm lariat to the chest, followed by a jumping double stomp to the abdomen and then another cover. Shaking his head in frustration when he can’t get the 3-count Nightmare again tags in Elijah Black, who saunters in and hits a falling fistdrop to the throat before picking the woozy Jason Aries up by his hair and hits him with a textbook side Russian legsweep, following that up with a 2nd-rope elbowdrop. Continuing to taunt Nighthawk who is only now coming out of it Elijah Black hits a double-underhook suplex followed by a kneedrop to the throat and another quick tag to Nightmare, who comes in and quickly fires Jason Aries face-first into the steel cage and punctuating it by rubbing his face against the steel mesh. Smiling as he releases Jason Aries who, by this point, is quite a bloody mess Nightmare quickly tags in Elijah Black who hits a headbutt to the lower back followed by a jumping knee strike to the middle of the back sending the Minneapolis native into the steel cage again, only for him to turn around and walk right into a power-drive backdrop suplex from Elijah Black who again nonchalantly covers and gets another long 2-count.
Chris: Nightmare and Elijah Black are really rolling here.
Ricky: So much on the line in this final match between these two very great teams.
Chris: That's right. The winner will walk out of Never Say Die the number one seeds in the upcoming tournament that will be in play next week!
Ricky: I can't wait for that!
Hitting a falling elbowdrop to the throat Elijah Black places his knee on the throat of Jason Aries before reaching up and tagging in Nightmare who grinds the bone of his forearm across the open wound of Jason Aries before locking in a sleeper hold as Elijah Black exults in their corner at the possibility of winning the series finale via submission. Finally coming around Nighthawk tries to exhort the sold-out crowd to make as much noise as they can, only to get nailed by a forearm shiver from Elijah Black as Nightmare continues to keep the sleeper on in the middle of the ring as Jason Aries slowly begins to fade. As the referee moves to check to see if Jason Aries is ready to give up Nighthawk pulls himself back to his feet and again climbs to the top turnbuckle to rally the crowd behind his side, which happens at about the same time as Jason Aries slumps forward and manages to grab the ropes with his hand. Exulting and pumping their fists in belief of victory Nightmare and Elijah Black are stunned when the referee pulls their arms down and informs them that Jason Aries grabbed the ropes. But as Elijah Black leaves the ring a bloodied and exhausted Jason Aries reaches the ropes and makes the tag to Nighthawk in full view of the referee. Rushing in like a bullet the “Wrestling Machine” takes out Nightmare with a slingshot clothesline before turning around and tossing Elijah Black face-first into the cage. Climbing up to the top turnbuckle as he sees Elijah staggering around the ring with blood trickling from a cut to his scalp, the “Man of 1000 Holds” glances down at a bloodied Jason Aries and hits a beautiful diving missile dropkick on Nightmare as he apparently has come to the decision that he is going to have to carry things for a little while.
Chris: Hawk and Aries trying to rally now!
Ricky: Yes, but has Black and Nightmare already done too much damage control for Hawk and Aries?
Heading back up to the top turnbuckle Nighthawk measures Elijah Black for a beautiful swandive headbutt to the chest and covering for a long 2-count. Picking Jason Aries up Nighthawk heads back up to the top turnbuckle as a bloodied Jason Aries picks up Nightmare and hooks him in a reverse neckbreaker which he holds long enough for Nighthawk to come off of the top rope with a bodypress as Jason Aries drops him down with the reverse neckbreaker. Grabbing Elijah Black Nighthawk hooks him in a powerbomb and guides him towards the turnbuckles where Jason Aries comes off with a Shiranui as they both decide to cover and gets a 2-count. Signaling that the match is over Nighthawk sets Elijah Black on the 2nd turnbuckle and prepares to go for a 2nd-rope hurricanrana only to be caught by Nightmare who drops him down with a blatant low blow and then a leaning powerbomb. Stepping down off of the top turnbuckle Jason Aries rushes Nightmare only to be caught with a chokeslam hold by Nightmare who holds on long enough for Elijah Black to sneak in the back door with a backdrop driver. Covering arrogantly Elijah Black gets the 3-count as both he and Nightmare smirk as they spit on Nighthawk and Jason Aries.
Alexis Lace: “The winners of the match, and of the series, the team of Nightmare and Elijah Black.”
Ricky: Looks like Black and Nightmare were too much to handle for Aries and Hawk.
Chris: Are you kidding me?! Nighthawk and Jason Aries did a wonderful job in this series! This series was amazing and it was entertaining!
Ricky: And FINALLY over! I will admit it was a lot of fun to watch, but watching these two teams mesh so many times, I had to convince myself it was the first time.
Chris: And it looks as if Nightmare and Elijah Black earn themselves the number one seed in the tag team tournament!
Ricky: I can say I can't wait for that!
WINNER: ELIJAH BLACK AND NIGHTMARE
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We find Caliban deep in the arena shadow boxing and every now and then doing straight vertical leaps, he sees us but does not say anything continuing his warm up. He goes to an equipment box and starts practicing springing up onto it as if you would the ropes, after doing this once or twice he pulls himself up on it, legs stretched out and then up into a head stand coming back down and twisting onto his butt cross legged facing the camera.
I have been in a lot of places but I have never had the opportunity to wrestle on what is considered THE BIGGEST SHOW before, a lot of you who know about me know I am having a rather shitty few weeks, whether it be down in Seattle, New York or Colorado, things haven't exactly been going to plan lately. And there is a plan, oh boy is there a plan, that plan gets put into action tonight, Stone I hope you win or at least survive your date with the nutcase tonight because after I bitch slap your little troupe I am coming for that belt
He gets to his feet and thinks about what to say next
One of my partners asked for both mine and Valero's trust tonight, we have all crossed paths in one way or another, we all have scores we would like to settle and points we would like to prove. Last week at never say go home I laid down a challenge to Ricky Valero for a one on one contest for the number 1 contender-ship for Troy boy's title, since then things got a little bit more complicated
He stops again and thinks, it looks like he is remembering something
Sorry I forgot, I meant to open with this, Anton you have made statement that you came to the ring to help both myself and Ricky when the female brick wall got involved, don't fool yourself mate, you came in to get in Wilson and Bruce's face, you were just looking for a reason. Myself and Ricky know that very very well
Caliban lights a smoke
So Ill say it again and this time I want to sweeten the deal, boys if we wanna win tonight we need to leave the shit in the closet for a bit. So next time we are on TV Ricky, Anton I say we get in the ring and see which one of us is worthy of fighting for that title, either of you think I myself am not worthy or the other contestant in the proposed match isn't worthy then you can prove your dominance over us both in one night. Ill be waiting for that answer, Oh and Willow, INCOMING!
Out of nowhere Caliban jumps into the air and round house kicks the camera out of the Holders hands ending the video.
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SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
RICKY VALERO/JORDAN CALIBAN/ANTON CHASE vs DAVID WILSON/BRUCE BOWEN/WILLOW WILKES
Suddenly, the sound of bullets firing off sound off over the P.A. system and then immediately, "Testify" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to rain in the boos. David Wilson is the first one to walk out to the ramp; with a flag of the United Kingdom in his hands and soon Willow Wilkes and Bruce Bowen follow him. David stands in the middle as Willow stands to his right and Bruce to his left. Willow smirks as David scowls at the crowd before he makes a gun gestures towards the ring. Bruce and Willow do the same.
The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I'm empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
The three walk down to the ring and David immediately starts bad mouthing the camera man and the fans in the front row that's booing him. Bruce walks stoically as Willow screams at a few fans. David makes a gun gesture towards the camera and walks closer to it.
David: Cheers to the REAL man's country; the good ol' UK. This is the Shooters Gallery and we do what we want! Piss off!
David kicks the camera down and Willow then laughs. Willow soon slides into the ring as David walks over to the left and Bruce walks over to the right. Both jump on the apron at the same time and David provokes the crowd by flipping them off and cursing at them. David then enters the ring as does Bruce.
On the corner
The jury's sleepless
We found your weakness
And it's right outside our door
NOW TESTIFY!
David and Bruce walk towards each other and share a high five before David turns around in the middle of the ring with Willow and Bruce on each side. Bruce throws his arms up, Willow lips his lips seductively and David then lights up his jacket and then makes a gun gesture with one hand while holding the UK flag in the other. They hold this pose for a few moments before David puts the flag in the corner and turns off his jacket. Their music dies.
Chris Caudill: There you see the three who call themselves the Shooters Gallery and let's see if this newly minted alliance can make an immediate impact.
Ricky Cravate: They were going to last week but then Anton Chase stuck his nose in the Shooters Gallery's business!
The song starts and the intro plays through and finally as the tempo picks up this Dude just saunter out onto the center of the stage cocky as all that, singing along with his own theme song milking every second of it swaggering from side to side on the stage, finally a Beautiful red head appears as if from nowhere behind him and places her hand on his head calming him and then she steps back as he drops to his knees pounding on the ramp and then coming back up CM PUNK style screaming
INCOMING!!!!!!
He rolls back onto his feet, the girl is standing behind him smiling at his behaviour, he is basically bouncing as he makes his way from the stage singing along with his own theme song and getting in the face of the crowd, the song speeds up again and Jordan stops outside the ring, beginning to mouth off to the Shooters Gallery in the ring.
Chris Caudill: Jordan Calliban and the Shooters gallery have been having quite the spat on Twitter lately. Very evident that these four do not like each other.
Ricky Cravate: Because all Jordan does is make corny sex jokes. he's like the Simpsons. They used to be funny but now not so much.
Calliban continues to talk trash before As Faint By Linkin Park blasts over the pa system and the crowd roars. White smoke fills the entrance way as a person is seen behind the white smoke, as the person steps forward in front of the white smoke Anton Chase makes his way down the ramp way, with a cocky smile on his face and his arms out at the side, he soon joins Calliban outside the ring as David Wilson is trying to leave the ring to confront him. Bruce easily holds him back.
Ricky Cravate: Oh man look at David! He wants a piece of Chase and who can blame him? Chase hit him with a steel chair from behind last week!
Chris Caudill; There's no long lost between David Wilson and Anton Chase. There may not be two more people in this company that have so much disdain for each other than David Wilson and Anton Chase.
Chase tries to enter the ring as well but Calliban stops him and tells him there's one more person left to come out. "For the Love of the Game" by Pillar blasts throughout the arena. White and pink strobe lights flash as "Pretty" Ricky makes his appearance and stands through a cloud of fog turned to the side a bit and his arms out with a genuine smirk lightening his face.
Ricky makes his way towards the ring, high-fiving some fans as he does. He looks at both Calliban and Chase before nodding and all three enter the ring. Immediately Anton and gets in the face of David, who doesn't back down. Once again Bruce pulls back David as Valero and Calliban do the same to chance. once Valero's music dies, the crowd roars! The teams go to their respective corners and they decide amongst themselves on who goes first. The Shooters Gallery decide it'll be David that starts off and ironically enough, it's Chase that starts off for the other team. The crowd roars as they see the two standing across the ring from each other.
Ricky Cravate: Oh here we go! Chase and Wilson are going to start off!
Chris Caudill: And there they go! Not wasting any time!
Once the bell rings, David and Anton charged at each other and then started to unleash right hands after right hands. The crowd roars as David and Anton continue to throw right hands at each other. David places a knee to the mid-section of Chase and then leans him against the ropes and whips him across. When Chase runs back towards him, Chase decks him with a clothesline! David drops to the canvas and Chase quickly picks him up and whips him to the ropes. David runs back and Chase grabs him and throws him across with an Overheard Belly to Belly Suplex! David arches his back in pain as Chase drags him over to his corner and tags in Jordan Calliban.
Chris Caudill: Here comes Calliban and right now they are isolating David Wilson. It's safe to say no one in that corner likes the very provocative David Wilson.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah well they're hypocrites! They shouldn't be getting into his business!
Chase holds Wilson's ribs exposed and Calliban plants a boot towards the reign. David drops to the canvas as Calliban pulls Wilson up to his feet. Calliban lands a forearm that makes David stagger. Calliban lands another but David then thumbs the eye of Calliban. While Calliban is blinded, David lands a few shots to Calliban's mid-section before he goes to whip him to the ropes. When Calliban runs back, Wilson goes for a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker but Calliban beautifully reverses it into a Headscissors Takedown!Calliban grabs a hold of David and then tags in Valero. Once Valero enters the ring, David quickly crawls out of the corner and quickly tags in Willow Wilkes. Willow smirks as does Valero as the two circle each other in the ring.
Chris Caudill: Smart move by Wilson there to make the tag. Now we have Willow Wilkes and Ricky Valero in the ring.
Ricky Cravate: This should be interesting.
Once Valero and Willow go to tie up, Willow places a kick to the mid-section of Valero. Willow smirks as she then locks in a side headlock onto Valero. Valero easily pushes her to the ropes but when he goes to clothesline her, Willow slides underneath his legs. When Valero turned around, Willow jumps up and take shim down with a Standing Dropkick. Willow smirks and the crowd boos. Willow places a few stomps to the small of Valero's back before she picks him up. Willow whips Valero to the ropes and when she bends down and Valero runs back to her, he puts on the brakes a places a kick to the right shoulder of Willow. This causes Willow to stagger back and then Valero clotheslines her outside the ring! Valero then suddenly pushes David off the apron as does to Bruce. Bruce stand son his feet, David doesn't. Anton Chase and Jordan Calliban join Ricky in the ring as the place their next assault. At the same time, they run towards the three with Somesault Senton Planchas! Chase crashes onto Wilson, Calliban crashes onto Wilkes and Valero tries with Bruce but he catches him!
Chris Caudill: What a series of moves there but Bruce has managed to catch Ricky!
Ricky Cravate: Oh Ricky's in a bad way now!
Bruce holds Ricky in a Crucifix position and then sends him spine first into the ringpost! The crowd oohs and then boos as Valero holds his back in pain. Bruce turns around and clothesline a charging Calliban with malicious intent! Bruce then grabs Valero and throws him into the ring. He then helps Willow to her feet and cautiously slides her into the ring. Willow then slowly crawls onto Valero and scores a pin;
1!
2!
Valero kicks out at two. Willow soon goes behind Ricky and back rakes him a bit, causing Valero to yelp in pain. Willow smirks and even laughs before tagging in Bruce Bowen. Bruce enters the ring and immediately throws Valero into the corner. From there Bruce lands a powerful body blow to the mid-section of Valero. Bruce holds him up and lands a couple more and Valero drops to the canvas. Bruce throws his arms up in the air and the crowd boos. Bruce picks up Valero, scoops him up and then violently sends him down with a Scoop Slam! Bruce goes for a cover;
1!
2!
Ricky gets the shoulder up at two.
Chris Caudill: Ricky kicks out in time but right now the Shooters Gallery have taken control of this match.
Ricky Cravate: Duh! This is the Shooters Gallery here.
Bruce puts his foot on the the side of Valero's face and steps hard on it. The referee begins his count;
1!
2!
3!
4!
Bruce lets off. David then tags himself in and starts to stomp Valero repeatedly in the mid-section. He then walks over to Chase and hurls a spitball at Chase; which quickly angered the latter as he tries to barge into the ring. Wilson laughs as the referee pushes Chase back. Wilson meanwhile turns his attention to Valero and picks him up. Wilson shoves Valero into his corner and then charges in and lands a Corner Dropkick to the face of Valero! Valero drops to the ground and the crowd boos!
Ricky Cravate: Valero's done after that one. What a Dropkick!
Chris Caudil: Here's the cover;
1!
2!
Valero kicks out again. David snaps at the referee and argues with the count before tagging in Willow. Willow and David drag Valero to the middle of the ring and together they connected with a Double Snap Suplex! Willow crawls over and goes for another cover;
1!
2!
Jordan Calliban enters the ring and breaks up the count. Willow looks back and hisses at Calliban before turning back to Valero. She then jumps up to the second turnbuckle and connects with a Knee Drop! The crowd boos and Willow goes for another pin;
1!
2!
Valero kicks out again!
Chris Caudill: Valero showing off his resilience here; kick out after kick out.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah but he's fading fast. Not long before the end now.
Willow then tags in Bruce, who enters the ring. Bruce up Valero and drops him with a Headbutt. Chase and Calliban gets the crowd to chant Ricky's name as he desperately tries crawling to his corner. Bruce pulls him back and then brings him to a vertical base. Bruce then picks up Valero and holds him up there for a few seconds. Suddenly, Valero swings back downwards and then drops Bruce with a DDT!
Ricky Cravate: How did he just do that?!
Chris Caudill: A fantastic counter by Valero and he needs a tag in the worst way.
The referee begins his count. Bruce crawls over to his counter as does Valero. Bruce is the one one to tag David in but as soon as he did, Valero tags in Chase! Both men enter the ring and Chase clothesline Wilson and then clothesline him again. He picks up Wilson and whips him to the ropes but Wilson counters. Chase ducks a clothesline from Chase and when David turns around, Chase was there to meet him with a Spinning Wheel Kick! Chase went for a cover;
1!
2!
Wilson kicked out at two. Chase picks up Wilson; who shoves Chase away from him. When Chase comes back, Wilson jumps up and connects with the Bullseye! The crowd boos and Wilson scrambles to the pin;
1!
2!
Chase kicks out at two! The crowd roars and David signals for the end. He picks up Chase and goes for the Wilson's End but Chase slips behind him and then throws him across the ring with a German Suplex! He goes for another pin;
1!
2!
Willow Wilkes breaks up the count! Ricky Valero quickly enters the ring and clotheslines Willow to the outside. Valero follows her outside the ring. Meanwhile in the ring, Chase goes to pick up Wilson; who once again shoves him backwards. This time, Calliban blinds tags himself in and then he ascends the top turnbuckle. Once Wilson reaches his feet, he takes Wilson down with a Crossbody!;
1!
2!
Wilson rolls over and scores a pinning position while pulling he tights;
1!
2!
Calliban powers out! Both men reach their feet and Wilson is there to catch Calliban with an Enzigiri! Calliban staggers back to the corner where Bruce tags himself in. Wilson runs to the opposite corner and then runs back, connecting on a Corner Elbow Smash followed immediately by a Running Clothesline by Bruce! Bruce then picks up Calliban and violently sends him to corner with a Turnbuckle powerbomb! Bruce goes for a cover;
1!
2!
Calliban kicks out at two! Bruce is generally shocked as the crowd cheers Caliban on. Bruce looks at Calliban and then picks him up. He then places him between his legs and then lift him up in a Powerbomb position. Calliban punches Bruce repeatedly, causing Bruce to stumble towards his corner. Chase jumps up and tags himself in. Chase then grabs Bruce by the shoulders and holds his still so Calliban could use his momentum to bring him down with a Hurricanara! Chase then ascends the top turnbuckle and lands a beautiful moonsault! He scores a cover;
1!
2!
Bruce kicks out! The crowd boos. Meanwhile outside the ring, Willow and Valero are brawling and all of a sudden, a hooded fan, the same hooded fan seen previously a few times in recent weeks, jumps the barricade and then low blows Valero!
Chris Caudil: What the?
Ricky Cravate: how is this fan keep getting on this show?! Fire the security!
The crowd tells to tell the referee about the fan but when he turns around, the fan crawls under the ring and out of sight. Back in the ring; Chase tags in Valero, who just got back up on the ring apron, and Valero ascends the top turnbuckle. As Chase goes on the apron, sudden, the hooded fan resurfaces by him and then the figure violently side sweeps Chase and Chase lands face first on the beam of the apron!
Chris Caudill: That hooded figure just took out Chase! Where is the security?
Ricky Cravate: Who knows by whoever that is, they're making a run for it!
The hooded figure immediately runs towards the ramp as the other securities guards begin to chase after the figure. Meanwhile, Valero goes for the Franchise Tag but Bruce catches him and then throws him down. David tags himself in but waits for Bruce to make his move.
David(to Bruce): Kill em!
Bruce picks up Calliban and then drops him with the Ammo Drop! He sets David up as David ascends the top turnbuckle and then connects with a Diving Foot Stomp! David makes a cover;
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2!
Valero kicks out!
Ricky Cravate: WHAT?!! He kicked out?!
Chris Caudill: What a fighting spirit by Valero; basically going 2 on 1 here!
David argues with the referee before Bruce tells him to finish off Valero. Willow goes on the apron. David picks up Valero slowly and then scoops him up and then plants him on his head with the Wilson's End!;
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3!
"Fuckin' in the Bushes" blares over the PA system as David smirks.
Alexis Lace: Here's your winners, Bruce Bowen, Willow Wilkes and David Wilson!
Chris Caudill: An impressive victory by the Shooters Gallery but what a fight by Jordan Calliban, Anton Chase and Ricky Valero. They did not go down easily and if it wasn't for this...this obsessed fan that keeps interference with PWX shows, Valero wouldn't have basically went 2 on 1.
Ricky Cravate: Regardless, the Shooters Gallery ride high! i'm going to join them for Happy Hour!
David looks down at Valero and talks some trash to him before placing his foot on the side of his head. Bruce and Willow join in on doing so before Anton Chase enters the ring and pushes David Wilson off. David shoves back Chase and the two engage in a fierce shoving contest. Jordan Caliban enters the ring just as Bruce and Willow pull back David.
Chris Caudill: Safe to say David Wilson and Anton Chase's feud is not over.
Ricky Cravate: Not by a long shot.
David curses at Anton Chase form outside the ring as Bruce and Willow pull him to the back.
WINNER: DAVID WILSON/BRUCE BOWEN/WILLOW WILKES
RICKY VALERO/JORDAN CALIBAN/ANTON CHASE vs DAVID WILSON/BRUCE BOWEN/WILLOW WILKES
Suddenly, the sound of bullets firing off sound off over the P.A. system and then immediately, "Testify" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to rain in the boos. David Wilson is the first one to walk out to the ramp; with a flag of the United Kingdom in his hands and soon Willow Wilkes and Bruce Bowen follow him. David stands in the middle as Willow stands to his right and Bruce to his left. Willow smirks as David scowls at the crowd before he makes a gun gestures towards the ring. Bruce and Willow do the same.
The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I'm empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
The three walk down to the ring and David immediately starts bad mouthing the camera man and the fans in the front row that's booing him. Bruce walks stoically as Willow screams at a few fans. David makes a gun gesture towards the camera and walks closer to it.
David: Cheers to the REAL man's country; the good ol' UK. This is the Shooters Gallery and we do what we want! Piss off!
David kicks the camera down and Willow then laughs. Willow soon slides into the ring as David walks over to the left and Bruce walks over to the right. Both jump on the apron at the same time and David provokes the crowd by flipping them off and cursing at them. David then enters the ring as does Bruce.
On the corner
The jury's sleepless
We found your weakness
And it's right outside our door
NOW TESTIFY!
David and Bruce walk towards each other and share a high five before David turns around in the middle of the ring with Willow and Bruce on each side. Bruce throws his arms up, Willow lips his lips seductively and David then lights up his jacket and then makes a gun gesture with one hand while holding the UK flag in the other. They hold this pose for a few moments before David puts the flag in the corner and turns off his jacket. Their music dies.
Chris Caudill: There you see the three who call themselves the Shooters Gallery and let's see if this newly minted alliance can make an immediate impact.
Ricky Cravate: They were going to last week but then Anton Chase stuck his nose in the Shooters Gallery's business!
The song starts and the intro plays through and finally as the tempo picks up this Dude just saunter out onto the center of the stage cocky as all that, singing along with his own theme song milking every second of it swaggering from side to side on the stage, finally a Beautiful red head appears as if from nowhere behind him and places her hand on his head calming him and then she steps back as he drops to his knees pounding on the ramp and then coming back up CM PUNK style screaming
INCOMING!!!!!!
He rolls back onto his feet, the girl is standing behind him smiling at his behaviour, he is basically bouncing as he makes his way from the stage singing along with his own theme song and getting in the face of the crowd, the song speeds up again and Jordan stops outside the ring, beginning to mouth off to the Shooters Gallery in the ring.
Chris Caudill: Jordan Calliban and the Shooters gallery have been having quite the spat on Twitter lately. Very evident that these four do not like each other.
Ricky Cravate: Because all Jordan does is make corny sex jokes. he's like the Simpsons. They used to be funny but now not so much.
Calliban continues to talk trash before As Faint By Linkin Park blasts over the pa system and the crowd roars. White smoke fills the entrance way as a person is seen behind the white smoke, as the person steps forward in front of the white smoke Anton Chase makes his way down the ramp way, with a cocky smile on his face and his arms out at the side, he soon joins Calliban outside the ring as David Wilson is trying to leave the ring to confront him. Bruce easily holds him back.
Ricky Cravate: Oh man look at David! He wants a piece of Chase and who can blame him? Chase hit him with a steel chair from behind last week!
Chris Caudill; There's no long lost between David Wilson and Anton Chase. There may not be two more people in this company that have so much disdain for each other than David Wilson and Anton Chase.
Chase tries to enter the ring as well but Calliban stops him and tells him there's one more person left to come out. "For the Love of the Game" by Pillar blasts throughout the arena. White and pink strobe lights flash as "Pretty" Ricky makes his appearance and stands through a cloud of fog turned to the side a bit and his arms out with a genuine smirk lightening his face.
Ricky makes his way towards the ring, high-fiving some fans as he does. He looks at both Calliban and Chase before nodding and all three enter the ring. Immediately Anton and gets in the face of David, who doesn't back down. Once again Bruce pulls back David as Valero and Calliban do the same to chance. once Valero's music dies, the crowd roars! The teams go to their respective corners and they decide amongst themselves on who goes first. The Shooters Gallery decide it'll be David that starts off and ironically enough, it's Chase that starts off for the other team. The crowd roars as they see the two standing across the ring from each other.
Ricky Cravate: Oh here we go! Chase and Wilson are going to start off!
Chris Caudill: And there they go! Not wasting any time!
Once the bell rings, David and Anton charged at each other and then started to unleash right hands after right hands. The crowd roars as David and Anton continue to throw right hands at each other. David places a knee to the mid-section of Chase and then leans him against the ropes and whips him across. When Chase runs back towards him, Chase decks him with a clothesline! David drops to the canvas and Chase quickly picks him up and whips him to the ropes. David runs back and Chase grabs him and throws him across with an Overheard Belly to Belly Suplex! David arches his back in pain as Chase drags him over to his corner and tags in Jordan Calliban.
Chris Caudill: Here comes Calliban and right now they are isolating David Wilson. It's safe to say no one in that corner likes the very provocative David Wilson.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah well they're hypocrites! They shouldn't be getting into his business!
Chase holds Wilson's ribs exposed and Calliban plants a boot towards the reign. David drops to the canvas as Calliban pulls Wilson up to his feet. Calliban lands a forearm that makes David stagger. Calliban lands another but David then thumbs the eye of Calliban. While Calliban is blinded, David lands a few shots to Calliban's mid-section before he goes to whip him to the ropes. When Calliban runs back, Wilson goes for a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker but Calliban beautifully reverses it into a Headscissors Takedown!Calliban grabs a hold of David and then tags in Valero. Once Valero enters the ring, David quickly crawls out of the corner and quickly tags in Willow Wilkes. Willow smirks as does Valero as the two circle each other in the ring.
Chris Caudill: Smart move by Wilson there to make the tag. Now we have Willow Wilkes and Ricky Valero in the ring.
Ricky Cravate: This should be interesting.
Once Valero and Willow go to tie up, Willow places a kick to the mid-section of Valero. Willow smirks as she then locks in a side headlock onto Valero. Valero easily pushes her to the ropes but when he goes to clothesline her, Willow slides underneath his legs. When Valero turned around, Willow jumps up and take shim down with a Standing Dropkick. Willow smirks and the crowd boos. Willow places a few stomps to the small of Valero's back before she picks him up. Willow whips Valero to the ropes and when she bends down and Valero runs back to her, he puts on the brakes a places a kick to the right shoulder of Willow. This causes Willow to stagger back and then Valero clotheslines her outside the ring! Valero then suddenly pushes David off the apron as does to Bruce. Bruce stand son his feet, David doesn't. Anton Chase and Jordan Calliban join Ricky in the ring as the place their next assault. At the same time, they run towards the three with Somesault Senton Planchas! Chase crashes onto Wilson, Calliban crashes onto Wilkes and Valero tries with Bruce but he catches him!
Chris Caudill: What a series of moves there but Bruce has managed to catch Ricky!
Ricky Cravate: Oh Ricky's in a bad way now!
Bruce holds Ricky in a Crucifix position and then sends him spine first into the ringpost! The crowd oohs and then boos as Valero holds his back in pain. Bruce turns around and clothesline a charging Calliban with malicious intent! Bruce then grabs Valero and throws him into the ring. He then helps Willow to her feet and cautiously slides her into the ring. Willow then slowly crawls onto Valero and scores a pin;
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Valero kicks out at two. Willow soon goes behind Ricky and back rakes him a bit, causing Valero to yelp in pain. Willow smirks and even laughs before tagging in Bruce Bowen. Bruce enters the ring and immediately throws Valero into the corner. From there Bruce lands a powerful body blow to the mid-section of Valero. Bruce holds him up and lands a couple more and Valero drops to the canvas. Bruce throws his arms up in the air and the crowd boos. Bruce picks up Valero, scoops him up and then violently sends him down with a Scoop Slam! Bruce goes for a cover;
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Ricky gets the shoulder up at two.
Chris Caudill: Ricky kicks out in time but right now the Shooters Gallery have taken control of this match.
Ricky Cravate: Duh! This is the Shooters Gallery here.
Bruce puts his foot on the the side of Valero's face and steps hard on it. The referee begins his count;
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Bruce lets off. David then tags himself in and starts to stomp Valero repeatedly in the mid-section. He then walks over to Chase and hurls a spitball at Chase; which quickly angered the latter as he tries to barge into the ring. Wilson laughs as the referee pushes Chase back. Wilson meanwhile turns his attention to Valero and picks him up. Wilson shoves Valero into his corner and then charges in and lands a Corner Dropkick to the face of Valero! Valero drops to the ground and the crowd boos!
Ricky Cravate: Valero's done after that one. What a Dropkick!
Chris Caudil: Here's the cover;
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Valero kicks out again. David snaps at the referee and argues with the count before tagging in Willow. Willow and David drag Valero to the middle of the ring and together they connected with a Double Snap Suplex! Willow crawls over and goes for another cover;
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Jordan Calliban enters the ring and breaks up the count. Willow looks back and hisses at Calliban before turning back to Valero. She then jumps up to the second turnbuckle and connects with a Knee Drop! The crowd boos and Willow goes for another pin;
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Valero kicks out again!
Chris Caudill: Valero showing off his resilience here; kick out after kick out.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah but he's fading fast. Not long before the end now.
Willow then tags in Bruce, who enters the ring. Bruce up Valero and drops him with a Headbutt. Chase and Calliban gets the crowd to chant Ricky's name as he desperately tries crawling to his corner. Bruce pulls him back and then brings him to a vertical base. Bruce then picks up Valero and holds him up there for a few seconds. Suddenly, Valero swings back downwards and then drops Bruce with a DDT!
Ricky Cravate: How did he just do that?!
Chris Caudill: A fantastic counter by Valero and he needs a tag in the worst way.
The referee begins his count. Bruce crawls over to his counter as does Valero. Bruce is the one one to tag David in but as soon as he did, Valero tags in Chase! Both men enter the ring and Chase clothesline Wilson and then clothesline him again. He picks up Wilson and whips him to the ropes but Wilson counters. Chase ducks a clothesline from Chase and when David turns around, Chase was there to meet him with a Spinning Wheel Kick! Chase went for a cover;
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Wilson kicked out at two. Chase picks up Wilson; who shoves Chase away from him. When Chase comes back, Wilson jumps up and connects with the Bullseye! The crowd boos and Wilson scrambles to the pin;
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Chase kicks out at two! The crowd roars and David signals for the end. He picks up Chase and goes for the Wilson's End but Chase slips behind him and then throws him across the ring with a German Suplex! He goes for another pin;
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Willow Wilkes breaks up the count! Ricky Valero quickly enters the ring and clotheslines Willow to the outside. Valero follows her outside the ring. Meanwhile in the ring, Chase goes to pick up Wilson; who once again shoves him backwards. This time, Calliban blinds tags himself in and then he ascends the top turnbuckle. Once Wilson reaches his feet, he takes Wilson down with a Crossbody!;
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Wilson rolls over and scores a pinning position while pulling he tights;
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Calliban powers out! Both men reach their feet and Wilson is there to catch Calliban with an Enzigiri! Calliban staggers back to the corner where Bruce tags himself in. Wilson runs to the opposite corner and then runs back, connecting on a Corner Elbow Smash followed immediately by a Running Clothesline by Bruce! Bruce then picks up Calliban and violently sends him to corner with a Turnbuckle powerbomb! Bruce goes for a cover;
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Calliban kicks out at two! Bruce is generally shocked as the crowd cheers Caliban on. Bruce looks at Calliban and then picks him up. He then places him between his legs and then lift him up in a Powerbomb position. Calliban punches Bruce repeatedly, causing Bruce to stumble towards his corner. Chase jumps up and tags himself in. Chase then grabs Bruce by the shoulders and holds his still so Calliban could use his momentum to bring him down with a Hurricanara! Chase then ascends the top turnbuckle and lands a beautiful moonsault! He scores a cover;
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Bruce kicks out! The crowd boos. Meanwhile outside the ring, Willow and Valero are brawling and all of a sudden, a hooded fan, the same hooded fan seen previously a few times in recent weeks, jumps the barricade and then low blows Valero!
Chris Caudil: What the?
Ricky Cravate: how is this fan keep getting on this show?! Fire the security!
The crowd tells to tell the referee about the fan but when he turns around, the fan crawls under the ring and out of sight. Back in the ring; Chase tags in Valero, who just got back up on the ring apron, and Valero ascends the top turnbuckle. As Chase goes on the apron, sudden, the hooded fan resurfaces by him and then the figure violently side sweeps Chase and Chase lands face first on the beam of the apron!
Chris Caudill: That hooded figure just took out Chase! Where is the security?
Ricky Cravate: Who knows by whoever that is, they're making a run for it!
The hooded figure immediately runs towards the ramp as the other securities guards begin to chase after the figure. Meanwhile, Valero goes for the Franchise Tag but Bruce catches him and then throws him down. David tags himself in but waits for Bruce to make his move.
David(to Bruce): Kill em!
Bruce picks up Calliban and then drops him with the Ammo Drop! He sets David up as David ascends the top turnbuckle and then connects with a Diving Foot Stomp! David makes a cover;
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Valero kicks out!
Ricky Cravate: WHAT?!! He kicked out?!
Chris Caudill: What a fighting spirit by Valero; basically going 2 on 1 here!
David argues with the referee before Bruce tells him to finish off Valero. Willow goes on the apron. David picks up Valero slowly and then scoops him up and then plants him on his head with the Wilson's End!;
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"Fuckin' in the Bushes" blares over the PA system as David smirks.
Alexis Lace: Here's your winners, Bruce Bowen, Willow Wilkes and David Wilson!
Chris Caudill: An impressive victory by the Shooters Gallery but what a fight by Jordan Calliban, Anton Chase and Ricky Valero. They did not go down easily and if it wasn't for this...this obsessed fan that keeps interference with PWX shows, Valero wouldn't have basically went 2 on 1.
Ricky Cravate: Regardless, the Shooters Gallery ride high! i'm going to join them for Happy Hour!
David looks down at Valero and talks some trash to him before placing his foot on the side of his head. Bruce and Willow join in on doing so before Anton Chase enters the ring and pushes David Wilson off. David shoves back Chase and the two engage in a fierce shoving contest. Jordan Caliban enters the ring just as Bruce and Willow pull back David.
Chris Caudill: Safe to say David Wilson and Anton Chase's feud is not over.
Ricky Cravate: Not by a long shot.
David curses at Anton Chase form outside the ring as Bruce and Willow pull him to the back.
WINNER: DAVID WILSON/BRUCE BOWEN/WILLOW WILKES
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Jerry Clark is backstage with a microphone in his hands.
Jerry Clark; Ladies and gentleman please welcome my guest at this time, the reigning PWX World Heavyweight Champion of Divinity, Troy Stone!
The sound of boos can be heard as Troy walks onto the screen with his fiancee Ophelia Morganti and his JOAT assistant.
Jerry Clark; Now Troy later on tonight you're in the main event defending your World Championship against the winner of the very first Stone Cold Gauntlet. Your thoughts?
Troy: Wow. You actually mentioned that I was the World Champion of Divinity! This is unexpected. See I was planning on you to forget that det again so because of that, I'm going to ask you to give me your microphone.
Jerry: But i-
Troy: Yeah I know you finally got it down. but I didn't think you would so let this be a punishment of your previously errors. You've done surprisingly well. That should be "somewhat" appreciated. Thanks now lates. Vamos. Good bye.
Jerry looks at troy before giving him his microphone.
Troy: Alright Megan let's re-do this. biggest show of the year. Your time in the spotlight is right now. Here we go.
Troy gives Megan the microphone.
Megan: I'm standing here with the PWX World Heavyweight Champion of Divinity Troy Stone and Troy, tonight you're main eventing the biggest show of the PWX year. Your thoughts on your feelings about that?
Troy: You know for six years of my professional career Megan I've been waiting for a moment like this. Moments away from main eventing a show of this magnitude and doing it as the World Champion. Six years of sacrifice and hard work and here I am. Of course this shown be the feel good story but nah none of you dweebs see it that way. Whatevs because right now i'm on Cloud Nine! Not only is my babe right here Ophelia Morganti RETURNING to PWX next week and thus reuniting #StoneGanti, I'm the top guy in this company. Everyone's playing catch up ball to me and with that, i can do a lot of things than others because I have power. Like this!
Troy motions for something. Suddenly, the same House of Stone hooded figure enters the screen and then the figure drops down the hood, revealing a beautiful woman underneath. Her and Troy smirk before hugging.
Troy: Haha you idiots! You all honestly thought the person always jumping the barricade in a House of Stone hoodie was just a coincidence?! Haha once again Troy Stone fools you all. All along I knew of this because we planned this! So ladies and gentleman, please welcome the newest member of the House of Stone and the woman that fooled you all, formerly a rep but now she's officially patched in, Nikki Walton!
Nikki: Thank you Troy and how fitting is it that I show my face to all of you penniless people on the biggest show of the year. For those of you that don't know me, my name is Nikki Walton and unlike everyone here, i'm FLAWLESS!
Megan: Well Nikki explain your actions in the Six Man Tag match between the Shooters Gallery and Ricky Valero, Anton Chase and Jordan Calliban?
Nikki laughs.
Nikki: Simple; Ricky Valero has been walking around as if he's Flawless but he isn't. Anton Chase walks around thinking the same thing and he isn't either. I figured why not give those two simpletons a TRUE example of what it is to be FLAWLESS. And boys before you try to accuse me of screwing you guys out of your match, don't look at the House of Stone. What I did boys was of my own accord and if you want to point the finger, point them towards me. I'll be more than happy to once again give you two a lesson in FLAWLESSNESS!
Nikki smirks as Troy steps back up to the mic.
Troy: And speaking of House of Stone members, you know who else is one? My opponent! Haha that's right Abigail Lindsay? My friend? She's one of us too which means that this main event is a House of Stone main event and we will give all of you(not our intention) the most entertaining, cerebral main event to have happened been witnessed. Abi and I are going to STEAL THE SHOW and although i'm confident I will once again continue my path as the World Champion of Divinity, the World title by the end of the night, will still be under the umbrella of the House of Stone. So Abi, good luck, may the best entertain win. But tonight Abi it's about me becoming something greater than Divinity. Tonight, I become Absolute! Lates dweebs.
Troy walks off as Nikki, Ophelia and Megan do the same.
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[We fade in on Pariah's locker room. He's tapping his wrist, preparing for All Out War. A knock at the door is heard.]
John Pariah: Enter...
[He looks up, and turns white-like he's seen a ghost.]
John Pariah: Good day to you...
[He stands up, and we see Jason Parker Olesen standing before him. The crowd errupts like a bunch of fangirls any time Loki is on screen]
JPO: Are you ready.
John Pariah: Born that way.
JPO: Did you look over any of the information I gave you.
[He sighs, and grabs his shirt-pulling it on.]
John Pariah: Honestly? No. I've had my mind focused on tonight, and knocking Darin Zion out cold.
JPO: Trust me John, nobody wants to see that anymore than I do.
Female Voice: Except maybe us.
[The camera widens, as Lillith Morgan and James Silkk walk into the room.]
John Pariah: What are you guys are doing here?
Lillith: I want Zion to pay. You should spill some coffee on his limp dick.
James Silkk: We're here because we have your back John. It's high time that The Establishment faces the Family head on.
John Pariah: It is...
JPO: Tonight, you, Tyler and Brian will go to war-and you have the three of us in the trenches waiting to back you up. Tonight...we rise.
