Post by PWXonline on Apr 17, 2014 18:03:16 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 75: THREE QUARTERS HELL
AT&T CENTER
SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS
WEDNESDAY, APRIL 16TH, 2014
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The backstage area of ADR 75 is seen as new recruit Brock Whitworth is shown making his way to the dressing room. He is neatly dressed in a polo, blue jeans, and sneakers and looks a little uneasy as he walks past PWX’s biggest names. As he gets to the dressing room a voice calls out.
Voice: BROCK? Is that you?
Brock turns around and his face brightens as we see Adam Stryker comes into view.
Brock: Adam! What’s up mate? It has to have been at least 5 months since I last shared space with you!
Adam laughs as he and Brock share a quick hug.
Adam: It’s been too long brother, for sure. So looks like you took my advice huh? Decided to sign on with the big folks here at PWX?
Brock: Yeah mate, I just got restless again. After Sunrise closed out of nowhere I just took some time off to train and spend time with the family, but you know I can’t stay put for too long. Right after I got your tweet I contacted them and ta-da! Here I am!
Adam: I’m really glad to hear it man, so your first match is tonight?
Brock: Yeah, against some new girl, Siren I think her name is. I don’t know, I can’t find anything about her, totally came out of nowhere.
Adam: It shouldn’t be any problem for “The Pride of Brisbane” then right?
Brock chuckles at Adam’s joke.
Brock: That’s what I’m hoping mate, it’d be good to get a win under my belt and prove I deserve top competition!
Adam: Top competition huh? How about me?
The corners of Brock’s mouth curl up, he knows exactly what’s coming. He nods to tell Adam to continue.
Adam: Well I don’t have anything planned for next week, so why don’t two old Scars go at it for some old time sake huh?
Brock is full on grinning by now. He nods in excitement.
Brock: I wouldn’t miss it for the world. You want a match, you got it brother.
Adam: Glad to here it, now go focus on Siren. You have a whole week to worry about me.
The two men share a handshake before Adam leaves and Brock enters the dressing room.
I'd really love for this to be first, right before my match because it talks about my match. Thanks
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WELCOME TO PWX MATCH
SIREN vs BROCK WHITWORTH
Siren and Brock look each other over in the ring as they start to circle eachother when the lights go down.
Ricky: What is going on?
Chris: I don't know.
From the Outside by All That Remains kicks on the loudspeakers as both Siren and Brock turn and look to the entrance ramp. TJ Codair steps out from the backstage area and heads down to the ring, he circles around the ring and walks over to the announce table and has a seat, he grabs a head set and looks at Ricky and Chris and nods.
Chris: TJ, what are you doing down here?
TJ: Well I heard this Brock guy was someone to have a look at, and well Siren is gorgeous so I was quite curious, so here I am.
Ricky: Well it seems they both know who you are cause they are both staring at you right now.
TJ: What can I say, I'm fun like that.
Brock and Siren both turn back towards each other and lock up. Brock pushs Siren off as she hits him with a back hand slap.
TJ: OH SNAP.
Ricky: Oh Snap, what really.
Brock holds his face in shock as Siren quickly hits a back kick to the gut as Brock stumbles over, she drives a quick elbow to the jaw and then a European uppercut as Brock stumbles backwards towards the ropes. She immediatly unleashes a flurry of punchs to Brocks sides, and a forearm shot to the temple to the jaw as Brock is on the ropes. She then kicks at Brock as Brock catches her foot and she hits a quick ensiguri. Brock falls over, but catches himself on the second rope, as she drives a knee to the jaw.
Chris: Wow, Siren is going full bore. Completly catching Brock off guard.
TJ: I think im in love, does she need a bestie?
Ricky: TJ are you on drugs.
TJ: I wish, but ya know what. I figure uncle TJ can finally have a bit of fun.
Siren hits a couple of quick solid kicks to the back of Brocks thigh as he begins to stumble forward. She goes for a front quick, but Brock grabs the leg and hits her with a Short Arm Clothesline, she starts to get back to her feet. As he gets her with a rising knee lift as she is getting back to her feet, she kneels on the matt trying to get back to her feet, as Brock grabs her by the arm and pulls her back to her feet and irish whips her to the ropes, she springboards off the ropes and misses a diving back elbow as he catches her and hits a black hole slam. Siren lays on the matt stunned as Brock pulls her up and nails her with a european upperecut as she falls back into the ropes.
TJ: Looks to me like Brock here is all about putting Siren out early.
Ricky: I would say so
Chris: It is not looking good for Siren that is for sure.
Brock kicks Siren in the gut and pulls her out to the middle of the ring and picks her up into a crucifix as he starts to march around the ring a little bit.
Ricky: This is not good.
TJ: Uh oh.
Brock drives her down on her head and then quickly covers her for the pin. As the referee gets into position.
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The referee gets up and calls for the bell as the fans erupt.
Ricky: This one is over with.
Chris: He picks her off with the Outback Driver and does it with nice fashion.
TJ: Siren is out, that is for sure, she still aint moving yet.
Brock has his hand raised in the ring as he looks down at Siren.
WINNER: BROCK WHITWORTH
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[nothing is shown but darkness....]
Voice: I have been here longer then most, have tolerated the babbling of fools and ramblings of idiots and clowns for far to long. People that claim they are hear to save this god forsaken wasteland, people that claim that they love this place but then sit on top of a pile of thorns while he watches the place burn to the ground. I am no savior, never claimed to be, i am who i am for a reason.
[pause]
Voice: See the fact remains that the Establishment has run rampant in PWX for months, some people say they are going to stop it but have as of yet failed to deliver on their weak and empty promises. See i don't promise to do anything of the sort, i am just simply going to add a little chaos to the establishment. I am going to turn their clever little plans on their heads and make it all crazy. I said a while back that PWX deserves a better class of criminal and i'm gonna give it to em because i'm a man of my word.
[pause]
Voice: Zion and Hollywood have and their little whore Tyler and everyone that follows them are in for a rude awakening, it all starts with taking the monster, the head of the snake needs to be cut off for the rest of the snake to die....
[two faces appear from the darkness]
Voice: No cryptic messages, no buzzards to follow...just smoke from the fire of your dream burning to the ground...
[laughter is heard as the scene fades]
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SINGLES MATCH
SCHMEID vs JAROME OWENS
[As we come back from break we see Jarome Owens already in the ring as the massive Schmied is just stepping through the referee checks over Jarome to make sure that he doesnt have any foreign objects on him.]
Chris: Well Jarome might be better off if he brought a few things with him.
Ricky: Yeah I have no idea why this match was booked other then to give the big man a bone to play with...
[Schmied stands in front of the ref emotionless, cold just standing there as the ref orders him to allow him to examine his mask the ref slowly feels around the mask but then the big man quickly shoots a darting glare at the ref causing the ref to take to a step back and then signal for the start of the match.]
Chris: This is going to be bad.
Ricky: Maybe if Jarome just falls to the ground and doesn't move maybe Schmied doesn't do anything?
Chris: He's not a grizzly...
Ricky: Prove it....
[Schmied still hasn't moved and Jarome is very cautious as he moves around the big man and then finally runs and nails a superman punch which doesn't even faze the big man. Jarome rifles off a series of ten punches and then runs off the ropes and nails a dropkick that has no effect what so ever.]
Chris: Have you ever matched one of the documentaries where the lion stalks his prey...
Ricky: Yeah...
Chris: Wait...for....it...
[Jarome runs off the ropes and right into a massive boot to the face. Schmied stands over Jarome and reaches down and pulls Jarome up by the face with his massive hand covering Jaromes entire face. He sends Jarome into the ropes and tries a clothesline but Jarome ducks under and then on the rebound slides between Scmieds legs only to be caught with both hands around Jaromes neck, pulls him up and in one swift motion tosses him into the upside downand on the way down nails a devastating sit out power bomb. The crowd moans at the impact and the ref slides into position.]
1...
2...
[Schmied pushes Jarome away and off his back. Jarome tries to crawl away, struggling to reach for the ropes.]
Chris: Well the lion just went for kill...
Ricky: And now he's toying with his food....didn't his mother ever tell him not to play with his food?
[The crowd starts to stir as the cameras try to find the commotion.]
Chris: Look up towards the stairs in the corner in the right...wait and the left.
Ricky: We saw these two...wait there are more...three...four....five....and they are making their way towards the ring.
[Dressed in attire similar to the Jokers gang in “the Dark Knight” they make their way to ringside, fans patting them on the back, one leaps the rail, another climbs over and a massive one steps over and then turns and catches a smaller one that is dressed similar to Harley Quinn but with a mask on complete with ponytails, she runs and leaps onto the railing and then jumps and the biggest one catches her and sets her on the floor.] What can only be called as the one in charge motions for the massive one to do something and Jarome is near the ropes only for the massive one to pull him out of the ring and then holds him up and “Harley” kicks Jarome in the nuts. She cusps her hands to her face like she is mocking being upset and then points at Schmied as the ref signals for the bell disqualifying Schmied.]
Chris: Not sure why you'd want this guy pissed and to be completely honest how do you know if he is pissed.
Alexis Lace: The winner of the match by disqualification Jarome Owens!!!
Chris: Well Schmied hardly ever shows emotion but I would have to imagine he is livid.
Ricky: And a pack of Jackals at the door....
[While Schmied glares at the two in front of him, two more slip in behind him one holding a chair.]
Chris: Uh oh....
[The man winds up and plasters Schmied across the back of the head. He hardly moves but then slowly turns towards the one holding the chair and then gets greeted by a thunderous shot over the head denting the chair badly in the process. The crowd gasps as Schmied stands firm but a few seconds pass and blood starts to flow from under his mask and then down his chest. The man winds up for another shot and nearly connects but Schmied catches it with his right hand and yanks it away from the man and throws the chair down angrily. Then he grabs the man by the throat and slowly lifts him into the air. The man motions for his partner, who opens his duster and reveals a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat and nails a shot to the back of the monster. Schmied again doesn't seem fazed...]
Ricky: Ever see the Friday the 13th movies....here is the real deal here....
[The one with the bat looks at the bat like something is wrong with it and then looks at Schmied who is now turning towards him and then...]
Harley: HEY PUDDIN!
[Harley unzips her top and reveals a lacy red bra with a Joker face on each breast. Schmied stares then turns back to the man in his hand and is met with a pair of fingers to his eyes causing Schmied to release his hold, the man coughs a couple times and Schmied swings out in desperation trying to find his prey. The men in the ring regroup and strike hard and fast with a series of punches and then double clothesline Schmied over the top rope but he lands on his feet. The massive man and “Harley” stand where they are the the two in the ring stand united. Schmied motions towards his throat and then runs his thumb across.]
Chris: What are we seeing here?
Ricky: This is insane....
Chris: Wait one of them has a mic.
Smaller masked man: Schmied you're a man that is blinded by the master at the end of your leash. You wanna hurt me, you want to rip my head off but all I want is to free PWX....
[The lights go out briefly and when they come on the masked people are gone. But maniacal laughter can be heard all through the arena. Schmied walks backwards up the ramp and then turns and walks up the ramp. ]
Chris: Why do we always hire nut jobs..?
Ricky: Well there is an asylum around here right?
Chris: Makes sense...
WINNER: JAROME OWENS
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As nighthawk takes a quiet moment to prepare himself for battle, Elijah Black and Daniel Everett approach.
Everett: Well look what we have here, a great show of unity by Bad Company. Where's your partner at?
[Black holds up a hand to cut Everett off]
Black: You know, you and I, it's pretty clear that there's no point making pleasant conversation, so I'll get to the point: way back when, I was within a hair's breadth of regaining the PWX title from Troy Stone when his hangers-on and lickspitles got involved to keep the belt around his waist, and ever since I've been biding my time, waiting to take his "friends" out of the equation.
[Black points between himself and Everett]
Black: So what I'm asking, on the off chance you practice what you preach about holding the spirit of competition dear to your heart, step aside and leave Stone to us.
Everett: And when they're done...
[Everett looks Nighthawk in the eye]
Everett: ...then I guess that means we can knock the hell out of each other.
Nighthawk: we'll settle this out there. Deal? Good. Bye.
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As we cut backstage we see the new PWX World Tag Team champions Mascara Muerto who have not been seen since winning the titles. The two are making their way through the backstage before being stopped by none other than Brian Hollywood.
Hollywood: Well look who finally decided to show their faces! Or at least their masks. I was hoping you guys wouldn't stay hiding after winning those belts, congrats by the way.
Norte and Muerto exchange glances as Norte returns his attention to Hollywood.
Norte: Thank you for the congrats, but we haven't been hiding. After our win we decided to take some time to enjoy the show like all of the fans at ringside, so if we were 'hiding' we were doing it in plain sight as an ordinary fan.
Hollywood: Oh I mean no disrespect, when you're a champion you get special liberties around here. In fact if you were say an Establishment backed champion...
Norte: Look Mr. Hollywood, I mean no disrespect to you either, while me and Muerto are grateful of the shot you gave us allowing us to come here and take part in the tournament and now give us the chance to defend these titles, we do not wish to get involved with what has been going on. You are the boss so we respect your right to do with your power as you see fit, but we wish no part in your personal feuds and vendetta's. We just want the chance to defend these titles for all of the fans out there and around the world, to give them what they want.
Hollywood stares at Norte for a few moments, pondering what to do next before smiling and slapping him on the shoulder.
Hollywood: Just keep in mind there are benefits for joining the Establishment, and endless possibilities, why don't you think on that for a bit no need to rush into anything.
Norte: We will keep that in mind.
Hollywood: Before you go, tonight there is going to be a Four Way tag match to name your number one contenders who will face you at the Pay-Per-View. While you're thinking on my offer why don't you two be at ringside for that match, what happens may help you make the right decision.
With that Hollywood steps aside and watches as Norte and Muerto walk off-screen, grinning while he watches.
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NEXT GENERATION CHAMPIONSHIP
ALEXANDER ATWATER(c) vs NIKKI BLADE
The match kicks off with Atwater and Blade circling each other in the center of the ring. Hollywood stands on the outside watching and standing by the ring apron while the fans scream at him. Atwater shoots in and takes Blade down with a double leg. Blade immediately hooks Atwater into the open guard and starts to work her legs around Atwater. Blade slips loose and traps Atwater’s arm, hooking in a cross face in the process. Atwater struggles free of the cross face. He shifts his hand loose and then turns, dropping down on Blade’s arm with a fujiwara armbar. Blade struggles to get free, but Atwater sinches up even harder. Blade scrambles and gets her foot on the bottom of the rope. The ref starts his count to make them break up. Atwater breaks away after the four count and gets back to his feet. Blade gets up shaking her arm.
Chris: They’re starting off here and Atwater is using his size to his advantage. He’s got Blade on the mat pretty quickly. His MMA style offense seems to be doing a good job so far in PWX, but I get the impression that if he runs into a really talented wrestler, he’s going to have his hands full.
Ricky: Blade got loose and she’s got Atwater locked in. That’s her elusive abilities at work there Chirs.
Chris: Atwater is free and he’s got the fujiwara. He certainly doesn’t want to lose his title tonight.
Ricky: Yeah, but I don’t think Nikki Blade wants to go home without it either. After all, this is her rematch and she seems to think she has his number now.
Atwater takes a step forward and throws a jumping front kick at Blade, but Blade sidesteps is. Blade lays a dropkick to Atwater’s knee that drops him to his knees. She hits the ropes and nails Atwater with a shining wizard that drops him back flat on the mat in the center of the ring. Blade runs and hits the ropes with a springboard. In mid air she twists around as if to do a Phoenix Splash, but lands on Atwater with a front flip double stomp. Blade takes off and hits the ropes again with another springboard, but goes straight with the moonsault into a backflip double knee drop on Atwater’s chest. She rolls backwards off of him and then scrambles over to get the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Atwater kicks out.
Chris: Atwater went for a kick and whiffed and Blade took advantage of it.
Ricky: That girl must have a background in gymnastics, the way she flips around the ring.
Chris: She certainly knows how to turn it into offense Ricky. Did you see the moonsault double knee drop!? That was amazing.
Ricky: ONE! TWO! NO! Atwater kicks out!
Atwater gets up as Nikki Blade hits the ropes and comes in for a kick to his head. Atwater moves and catches Nikki from behind. He wrenches back and nails her with quick german suplex and gets back to his feet quickly. Nikki goes to get up and Atwater lays a kick to the side of her head that puts her on her ass. Blade scoots to her feet only to be greeted with a superman punch that connects. Atwater unloads with a flurry of rights and lefts that connect at a rapid pace to her body and head. With her half stunned, Atwater jumps up and nails her with the Dragon’s tail, the spinning hook kick dropping Blade to the mat. Blade rolls for the ropes and grabs onto the bottom rope. She starts to pull herself up and turns around, walking right into Atwater’s Oblivion Beckons. The Flash kick connects and knocks Blade flat in the ring, but far too close to the ropes. Atwater takes a moment and goes to cover Blade.
ONE
TWO!
Blade grabs the ropes.
Chris: Atwater has come back and he is going off with the strikes Ricky.
Ricky: That poor girl is getting her ass beat by the guy across from her. He’s swinging for the fences.
Chris: He nailed it! He hit Oblivion Beckons! He just flash kicked her out of her wrestling boots.
Ricky: She got the ropes! Smart play by Blade!
Blade rolls out under the ropes while Atwater argues with the referee. Blade gets to her feet and Atwater turns his attention to her. He goes to grab her, but Blade ducks under him and drives her shoulder into his gut. Blade grabs Atwater by the head and slingshots backwards, dropping Atwater’s throat across the top rope. Atwater drops back, gripping at his throat and gasping for air. Blade goes to climb to the top rope and signals that she’s going to hit Atwater with her finisher. Brian Hollywood jumps up on the ring apron and pulls Blade’s feet out from under her. Blade drops out on the turnbuckle and Hollywood steps into the ring. The referee rings the bell.
Alexis Lace: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH BY DISQUALIFICATION…. NIKKI BLADE!
Atwater gets up and Hollywood grabs Blade and pulls her out over the turnbuckle, so she’s hanging by her feet. Hollywood drops back and nails Blade with a hanging DDT. The crowd immediately starts to boo.
Chris: Oh this is just lovely! The boss is laying a beating down on someone that is against the Establishment.
Ricky: He just ended the match and protected the Establishment’s interest. It’s on!
Hollywood picks up Blade and shoves her towards Atwater. Atwater catches her and sends her back towards Hollywood. Hollywood winds back and nails Blade with the Executive Promise. Blade drops in the center of the ring and Atwater points at her. The crowd starts to boo and Hollywood picks Blade up. Atwater takes off towards the ropes and jumps to the top rope, springboarding backwards towards Blade. Hollywood whips Blade in the direction of Atwater and Atwater drives his knee into Blade’s face, hitting her with the Deep End of Nothing. Hollywood slides out of the ring and grabs the Next Gen title and a chair. Hollywood tosses the title to Atwater and slides into the ring. Just as he does, the crowd erupts as “The Crown Is Mine” by the Heavy Metal Kings hits the speaker and the sound of whirring comes from behind the curtain.
Chris: This is getting ugly! They’re beating the hell out of Nikki Blade!
Ricky: OH SHIT! I KNOW THAT SOUND!
Wrath comes out from behind the curtain carrying a weed whacker. He holds it up and revs the engine as the crowd erupts. He starts down the ramp, waving his arms, making the crowd whip into a huge frenzy. Wrath gets up and rolls into the ring. Wrath sees Atwater and Hollywood . Atwater charged with his title in hand. Wrath ducks the attempt to plaster him with the title and hits Atwater with the weed whacker in the gut. Atwater howls, drops and rolls out of the ring. Hollywood takes the hint and rolls out of the ring and both men head towards the ramp. Wrath drops the weed whacker and grabs a microphone.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Yeah, you bitches run off! This shit isn’t over Brian. Not by a long shot. You think you have all the answers to the game! You think you know what’s coming your way. Well you’re sadly mistaken. Because I know things you don’t know Brian. I know how to bring you down, I know how to beat you in the ring, and I’ve been given the go ahead from the patriarch to kick things into the next gear. So go on, pussy. The end of your reign of terror is coming to an end, and I’ll be happy to take credit for it.
Wrath throws the microphone down and kneels down to tend to Blade, who’s just starting to stir. The camera fades back to the announce team.
WINNER: NIKKI BLADE
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The scene opens to reveal Rhonin, standing alone in front of a backdrop, a serious look on his face.
Rhonin: "Another week goes by, and another title shot that belongs to ME is given out to another undeserving wrestler. In case you've forgotten, let me refresh your memories. Three weeks ago, at High Stakes, Ravenna and I earned a shot at the Next Generation Championship, yet almost every week this month, a new competitor has been granted this opportunity that I earned! What we have here, is failure to communicate. But that won't be an issue anymore, because I have finally figured out just what the problem is. I've learned what it is that holds me back, that distracts me from my goals here in PWX.
See, since my debut here, there has been one constant, one thorn in my side that has continued to hinder me, ever since getting involved in my business. I know now that there is no end in sight, until I remove this thorn, once and for all. There is one more week separating tonight from Initiative, and next week, I will relieve myself of all hindrance. I will remove the thorn, and continue on my path to the Next Generation Championship. But in order to do that, I need a match. So, I am laying out the challenge.
Next week, I am making it my goal to remove myself from a volatile situation. My only focus from here on is to become the Next Generation Champion, and I will do just that. But first...I need to defeat her. I need to beat Ravenna."
Rhonin stares into the camera, cold as ice, as the scene fades away.
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SINGLES MATCH
ANTON CHASE vs RAVENNA
The commercial break comes to a close as Mega Nug’s Afternoon Atombombs are being advertised. We are brought to a camera shot of the ring surrounded by fans standing on their feet in anticipation of the next match.
Ricky: Anton Chase is looking to rebound from his loss to upstart Matthew Prince last week.
Chris: Ravenna is looking add further momentum in her bid for a shot at the Hybrid Title
As “Faint” By Linkin Park blasts over the PA system, white smoke fills the entrance way as a shade is seen behind the white, billowing smoke. The shadow grows in size until finally a form emerges in front of the 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 climbs in the ring. Leaping up towards the closet set of ropes, he raises one arm into the arm to taunt the crowd.
Chris: Anton needs a win tonight if he has any hopes of being in contention for the Hybrid Title.
Ricky: Ravenna doesn’t seem like the kind of woman that takes no for an answer.
The PWX Arena's Stage lights up in a turquoise color! Florescent white lights flash the stage like a disco ball. "My Songs Know What you Did In The Dark" by Fall Out Boy hits the speakers.
A Female chuckle is heard over the speakers as Ravenna appears from behind the stage. The back of her leather black jacket reads a thick glittered letter "R." She slaps her black leathered gloved fist in to her other palm before whipping her dark hair from her mocha skin colored face. She is walking down the ramp and with a ferocious attitude. Army printed skinny jeans and army boots with belt clasps adorn her body. She turns to grab the bottom rope and she turns back to face the crowd. Ravenna then pulls herself up to the ring with a one armed smooth stroke and flips over the top rope in an acrobatic style.
Announcer: "And welcoming to the ring, she weighs in at 145lbs. Hailing from Oakley, California.... she is... RAAAVEENNNNNNAAAAA!"
Ricky: Ravenna will have to utilize her technical skills tonight if she hopes to dominate Anton Chase.
Chris: Anton is still reeling from his match last week against Matthew Prince.
The referee rings the bell and moves to the side. Ravenna and Anton square off in the middle of the ring. The two immediately lock up into a grapple. Ravenna spins around Anton and musters up an Armlock. She wrenches the arm of Anton back but Anton manages to maneuver out of the hold and comes to stand behind her. Locking his arms and legs around Ravenna, Anton snaps back and the two of the come crashing down into the canvas ring.
Chris: Ravenna needs to avoid Anton in close quarters.
Ricky: Anton knows that Ravenna strengths are in her speed technical prowess.
Standing up to his feet, Anton moves over and lifts Ravenna back up to her feet. Grappling with her, he snaps around in a circle and Irish Whips Ravenna into the ropes. Ravenna springs against them and turns back, rushing towards Anton how sought to close the distance. Ravenna springs into the air and delivers a Dragonrana to Anton. Anton’s body soars through the air and collides into one of the corner turnbuckles.
Ricky: That is going to leave a mark!
Chris: I thought Anton had Ravenna right there. This could prove to be a turning point for the match.
Anton Chase is crumbled up like a doll in the corner of the turnbuckle. Ravenna is back up to her feet and moving to the corner turnbuckle. Climbing up the ropes, she begins to pummel Anton with a series of punches. Each strike earns a call from the referee as he approaches four. Just as Ravenna goes to get off the ropes, Anton drives his head into her abdomen. Doubling over, Ravenna is hoisted onto Anton’s shoulders. Leaping off the ropes, Anton drives Ravenna down into the ring from the second rope with a Brainbuster.
Chris: Holy hell, he could have just killed Ravenna with that devastating Brainbuster
Ricky: No, she was too young!
Anton Chase rolls over and covers Ravenna for the pin attempt. The referee falls to the canvas for a pin attempt.
One!
Two!!
Ravenna kicks out at the last second!
Ricky: Yes, Ravenna lives to fight another day!
Chris: I can’t believe she was able to find the strength to survive that move
Anton sits back after being kicked away, looking to the referee in disbelief. Standing to his feet, he begins to jaw with the referee as Ravenna plays possum. Slowly she inches up to her feet and comes behind Anton. Leaping up into the air, she wraps her arms around the neck of Anton and brings him crashing down into the ring with Bulldog. Bouncing off the canvas, Ravenna springs onto the first, second and third rope, launching into the air. As she plummets back to the ring, she collides into Chas with a Triple Jump Moonsault.
Chris: I could barely follow that. Where did she get all that speed from!?
Ricky: She can sprint into my heart any day.
Ravenna waists little time in covering up Anton for the pin attempt. The referee falls to the ring to make the count for the pin attempt.
One!
Two!!
Thre - - - Chase kicks out at the last second!
Chris: Chase is absolutely refusing to lose matches in consecutive weeks.
Ricky: Ravenna is growing frustrated with Chase’s resiliency.
Ravenna sits back and shakes her head in disbelief. Standing up to her feet, he kneels down to pick Anton up from the canvas ring. Anton snaps back and breaks the hold, driving the tip of his boot into the stomach of Ravenna. As the woman staggers, Chase grapples with the woman and snaps off a T-Bone Suplex. Ravenna splatters into the canvas and litters the ring near the ropes across from Chase. Chase runs at Ravenna and jumps into the air, dropping down onto her body with a Senton Splash. Grabbing her leg, he immediately attempts to pin Ravenna once more.
One!
Two!!
Thre - - - Ravenna kicks out to the delight of the crowd!
Ricky: Yay, that’s my girl!
Chris: Dude. Man-Card. NOW.
Anton sits back with the look of shock on his face. He honestly can’t believe at this point that Ravenna has managed to once more break his pin attempt. Anton stands up to his feet and shakes his head while Ravenna is showing no signs of movement. Moving towards the closest corner, Anton climbs up to the top rope and turns to face the woman. Standing up straight, he spirals into the air towards Ravenna with a 450 Splash. At the last second Ravenna rolls out of the way, causing Anton to splat into the ring.
Chris: I’m not sure if that was luck or intention for Ravenna
Ricky: That was all skill, she is as smooth as silk in the middle of that ring!
Standing to her feet once more, Ravenna leans against the ropes and takes a moment to catch her breath. The fans cheering her on seems to provide the motivation she needs to get moving to her feet. Approaching Anton Chase, she lifts the man up and uses her shoulders to both push and lift Chase up to the second rope in the closest corner of the ring. Climbing up onto the third rope, Ravenna taunts the crowd and then launches off the turnbuckle with Anton in her hold. The two come crashing down with a thud as Ravenna connects with a Cradle DDT from the Top Rope.
Ricky: That has to be the match, no way Anton can walk away from that
Chris: Don’t count all your chickens before they hatch, Ricky
Ravenna flops over Anton Chase and covers his body. The referee moves for the pin count.
One!
Two!!
Thr - - - Anton kicks out and the crowd goes wild!
Chris: Love or hate either of these two wrestlers, they are certainly putting on a show tonight.
Ricky: I wonder how much Ravenna charges for private shows?
Ravenna sits back against the ropes and shakes her head in complete disbelief. Catching her breath, the woman stands to her feet and
approaches Anton. Wrapping up his legs, the woman begins to apply a Sharpshooter to Anton.
Chris: And here is our first submission attempt of the evening!
Ricky: Ravenna can tie me up anytime
Ravenna continues to apply the submission hold to Anton. She musters every ounce of strength and weight within her body to apply pressure to the hold. The referee moves to check on Anton, asking him if he wants to submit. Anton shakes his head in refusal. His entire body goes rigid as the man pushes his body up in a move similar to a push up. Forcing his entire body to roll around, he twirls Ravenna and slams the entire side of the woman’s body into the mat. She breaks the submission hold as she is seeing stars.
Chris: How much more of a pounding do these two wrestlers have to take in order to win this match?
Ricky: Ravenna? I’d p…
Chris: Shut up and call the match, ya pervert!
Lifting up Ravenna from the canvas, Anton hoists Ravenna up into the air and draws her across his shoulders. Locking his arms around her neck and knees, he carries the woman around the ring as he taunts the crowd with her. Finally, Anton spins her off his shoulders and slams the woman down into the ring with a F-5.
Chris: The Bad Situation! That has to be the end for Ravenna.
Ricky: Oh, the humanity!!
Anton Chase taunts the crowd yet again and moves over to cover Ravenna for the pin attempt. The referee shifts to the side to make the pin count.
One!
Two!!
Th - - - Ravenna manages to kick out of the pin attempt!
Ricky: Ravenna will not stay down!
Chris: Anton has to be livid!
And Anton certainly is as he steps back and can’t believe that Ravenna managed to once again break out of the pin attempt. The fans are standing on their feet and cheering the two competitors.
As Ravenna is still on the canvas, Anton chase moves over to the woman once more with the look of fire in his eyes. It is his intentions to bring an abrupt finish to the match. Reaching down with his hands, he picks up the woman from the ring. As Ravenna comes to her feet, he slaps Anton across the chest, snaps back against the ropes and springs into the air, driving her knee right into the nose of the man. Anton staggers backwards as Ravenna snaps forward and catches Anton in the chin with a Roundhouse Kick. Anton crashes down onto the canvas. Ravenna steps back and climbs up facing Anton as she reaches the top rope. Leaping into the air, she plummets to the Earth and crashes into Anton with a Shooting Star Press. Scrambling, she quickly coverers the man for the pin attempt.
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
Chris: Ravenna has won the match!
Ricky: Somebody get that woman a towel.
Rolling off the body of Anton Chase, Ravenna comes outside the ring and takes a moment to celebrate with the fans. Moving up the ramp,
she disappears to the back while Anton Chase is completely flabbergasted at what just happened.
WINNER: RAVENNA
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The scene opens up as Darin Zion is seen walking around the backstage area, as TJ Codair is seen hiding behind the wall holding a baseball bat. Zion stops before he makes it to the corner, realizing the camera man is looking towards Codair. Zion starts to look at the corner and leans forward as Codair jumps out swinging the bat catching him in the balls.
Codair: And the BATTER SWINGS.
Codair dances around holding the bat for a moment, as Zion falls over holding his balls. Breathing heavily, and kicking the floor,
Codair: Shit, it was a foul ball. OH ALRIGHT.
Codair grabs the sign and pulls it out from the corner holding it in front of Zions face. Public Service as the fans erupt, as Codair leans down and hugs Zion by the shoulder, like buddies.
Codair: THis is a public service announcement brought to you by TJ Codair, and............................
Codair looks at Zion and biffs upside the back of his head,
Codair: ANNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDD
Zion: You fucking psycho you hit me in the ba..........
Codair: Children see this show and be lucky i don't have a god damn sledgehammer handy. ANNNND YOUR NAME IS.
ZION: DARIN ZION
Codair: See kids, Darin is in a giving mood today, and today uncle TJ's public Service announcement is all about being a douchebag. Today, I wanna explain to you the concept of why you should not be a fucking douchebag, however it is so much easier to show you it aint funny, so Darin, your going to gimme this match and its going to be to my terms, do you understand.
Zion: FUCK YOU.
Codair: Fuck me, no buddy fuck you you dirty cunt.
Codair takes the bat and starts to lean on it right onto Zion's balls as he screams in pain.
Codair: Take it like a man you fucking bitch, take it, take it like you did from Brian and take like ya would if ya were in Prison, you little bitch. You gonna gimme my match now.
Zion: YES.
Codair: First Blood, Thumbtack Kickpads and Taipei Fists, and "whatever the fuck we can find in the back", three stages of hell, you understand.
Zion: First Blood, Thumbtack Kickpads and Taipei Fists, and whatever the fuck we can find in the back, that's Codair vs. Prince Hybrid best two of three match.
Codair: YAY, time to play Prince, we got a Three Stages of Hell Match, and your my BITCH, te he te he. oh and Darin, ya may wanna put ice on that, hahaha.
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#1 CONTENDER'S TAG TEAM ELIMINATION MATCH
TROY STONE vs KNOCK OUT KINGS vs BAD COMPANY vs VOX POPULI
Chris: Well it looks like we have everyone out here and ready for tonight's huge tag team elimination match!
Ricky: Hold that thought for a minute. Here comes Mascara Muerto!
Chris: What are they doing out here?
Ricky: Do you not pay any attention to what Mr. Hollywood has to say?! Ugh, you just need to be fired you fucking twat! Mr. Hollywood encouraged Mascara Muerto to come down to ringside to watch this match. Knowing Mr. Hollywood, he has something huge planned for this match!
The bell rings as the match is officially underway. All competitors are looking around at each other as they await who will start off this match. Troy Stone then pops in the ring and starts taunting everybody. This brings in John Pariah. Stone looks Pariah dead in the eyes as the two waste no time in locking up. Troy grapples quickly with Pariah as he is able to get a firm grip on him. Troy whips Pariah into the ropes and launches an elbow straight into the face of Pariah. Pariah dishes back with a move of his own as he sends Stone weaving backwards with a European Uppercut. Pariah charges at Stone but Stone is able to rebound quickly and maneuver from Pariah and grab him and deliver a thunderous back drop sending Pariah straight into the mat. Stone goes to make the cover.
ONE
TWO
Pariah with the kickout.
Chris: I can't say that I'm really surprised that Pariah and Stone are starting this match off.
Ricky: Pariah's a joke! Coming to you were LIVE in Indianapolis! Oh wait....
Chris: Your a douche bag.
Ricky: Wow..I don't know what's funnier, the joke I just attempted to make with Pariah or the joke Pariah made that was a complete joke made into an even bigger joke!
Stone gets up and appears to look like he's going to his partner to tag in. Problem is, he's all alone. He just remembered too. Stone rolls his eyes and turns around and gets a drop kick from Pariah. Pariah is able to tag in Adam Stryker. Stryker rushes the ring and kicks Stone in the gut. Stryker then delivers an Exploder's suplex that lays out Stone flat on the mat. Stryker goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
Stone powers out.
Ricky: How the fuck did Stryker deliver that much offense? Lately he's been getting his ass kicked.
Chris: Beats me. All I know is that Adam is one tough son of a bitch.
Stryker picks up a startled Stone and delivers a few vicious headbutts into him. Stone goes down again this time holding his head. Stryker heads to the top rope and eyes Stone. He then launches himself from the top and delivers a diving headbutt that connects perfectly. Stryker then locks in a crossface right in the middle of the ring.
Chris: Stone has nowhere to go!
Ricky: I don't know where Stryker is finding this display of offense!
Stone begins to crawl towards the ropes but is having troubles after the crippling offense that he received from Stryker. Stone continues his slow agonizing marching crawl towards the bottom ropes as he can almost sense escape. After a few moments of time, he does indeed get to the bottom rope. Stryker releases the hold and sends a couple of elbow drops to the back of Stone. Stryker then tags back in Pariah. Pariah comes in as Stone is pulling himself up with the ropes. He turns around as Pariah goes for a spear, but Pariah misses and flies through the second rope and to the outside. Stone falls back to the ground as he uses some time to regroup. Pariah gets back up and heads to the top rope. He prepares for a moonsault but Stone pops up and nails a missile drop kick that levels Pariah mid air as Pariah comes crashing to the mat. Stone crawls again this time getting more energy behind him as he starts to climb the ropes and to the top. He targets Pariah and then delivers the Flight of Divinity connecting to Pariah. Stone hooks the leg.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Alexis Lace: THE KNOCK OUT KINGS HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!
Ricky: HAHA! Stone with the pinfall on Pariah. Now do you believe me?
Chris: It was only one pin.
Ricky: I don't care..a pin is a pin.
Mascara Muerto look on from ringside as Adam Stryker helps Pariah up as they exit the ring and head to the back. Stone waves bye as he turns around and is floored by a clothesline from Jason Aries as he opts to come in and continue the fight next. Stone gets back to his feet as Aries goes for a Yakuza Kick by Stone dodges and takes Aries down with a swinging neckbreaker. Stone mounts Aries and begins to unleash a flurry of punches. Stone then dismounts and heads to the top rope again. Before he can get any further, Aries hops to his feet and meets Stone up at the top rope. Aries and Stone trade punches until Aries takes a hard swing at Stone's midsection making Stone appear vulnerable. Aries then grabs Stone and delivers a gigantic suplerplex from the top rope and down to the mat. Aries crawls to make the cover.
ONE
TWO
THR...KICK OUT!
Chris: Stone is taking a lot of punishment here.
Ricky: Stone should have thought about that before turning his back on Mr. Hollywood! He put himself in this position!
Aries gets to his feet and makes his way towards Stone. Stone then grabs him out of nowhere and rolls him into a small package.
Chris: Stone with the roll up!
ONE
TWO
THRE...
Ricky: No! Aries barely makes it out of that surprise.
Stone gets to his feet as he starts to create some momentum for himself. He bounces off the ropes and comes back at a stunned Aries and delivers an inverted DDT that plants Aries right into the mat. Stone gets to his feet as he starts to head to the top rope. As he gets to the top rope, he eyes Aries as he prepares for the Flight of Divinity. Suddenly, "Perfect Insanity" hits over the PA system as the crowd start erupting into boos. Stone gets distracted as he looks to the stage area as Mr. Executive, Brian Hollywood, makes his way out in his perfectly tailored black suit. He's not alone either as he's carrying what appears to be the "Executive Branch." Otherwise known as his barbed wire sledge hammer. Hollywood proceeds down the ramp slowly as he takes a good look at Stone.
Ricky: Mr. Hollywood has come!
Chris: I wonder what he's doing out here?
Ricky: Well I, for one, happen to know why and your not going to like it from your perspective.
Mascara Muerto's interest peak again as they see Mr. Hollywood coming down to the ramp. He takes his time as Stone points to him to back off. Hollywood shrugs at him like he doesn't know what he's talking about. Just then, Aries comes with a blaze of offense and hits an ensuguri on Stone that causes him to fly off and to the mat. Aries heads to the top rope as he targets Stone. He looks towards Hollywood with concern as Hollywood again just shrugs as he pays attention to the match. Aries targets his focus on Stone again and dives off and connects with the Aries Rage on Stone. Aries goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Alexis Lace: TROY STONE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Ricky: About damn time!
Chris: This is just "too convenient" for Hollywood.
Stone rolls out of the ring slowly from the side of the ring. Mr. Hollywood slowly turns his head to the right in Stone's direction as he walks that way. Hollywood looks at Stone and starts to look like he's concerned. He turns his head to the side as Stone makes his way to his feet. Hollywood smiles and nods and breathes a sigh of relief that Stone is ok. Stone then turns towards Hollywood as Hollywood charges at Stone and levels him straight in the head with the "Executive Branch". Stone is busted wide open as he falls down unconscious on the outside.
Chris: BY GOD! Hollywood just decked Stone with that barbed wire sledgehammer of his!
Ricky: I believe the response you were meaning for is DELIVERANCE!
Chris: There's just few times you have bad timing with that joke...
Hollywood smiles methodically as he just nonchalantly shrugs his shoulder's and starts to walk to the commentators area.
Ricky: Yes! Mr. Hollywood is going to be joining us here!
Chris: Great...
Hollywood puts on the headset as he looks over to Mascara Muerto and waves at them.
Ricky: Mr. Hollywood, I'm glad that you could join us here tonight!
Hollywood: It's good to be at here tonight. Apparently my presence has just been out here most of the night.
Ricky: That's fine by me!
Hollywood: Mascara doesn't look to happy down there. I can only wonder why.
Ricky: I'm sure it felt great to knock out Stone like that.
Hollywood: Stone did this to himself. He wants to show how high and mighty he is...oh how the mighty have fallen. Stone is in MY arena and he's going to realize he never had control in the first place. It's like PWX is full of deluted and delusional idiots lately.
Meanwhile, the action in the ring picks back up as we are now down to Bad Company and Vox Populi. Both teams look on to each other as Elijah Black smiles and nods his head. Aries awaits in the ring as Black gets into the ring. Both of them meet in the middle of the ring as Black offers a handshake. Aries looks confused for a moment before finally extending his hand out as well. Black doesn't really shake it, though, as he twirls Aries backwards and nails him with Delilah's Revenge. Aries cracks his neck as he gets to his knee but is again taken down by Black with the Blunted Affect. Black goes for the cover on Aries.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Chris: Black doesn't care which route he takes to try and win.
Ricky: That's because this match is a fight without honor dumbass!
Hollywood: Black is opportunistic and I expect things to be more personal between these two teams. A lot of history and a lot is on the line in this match up tonight.
Aries is brought back to his feet by Black as Black nails a few pot shots at Aries. Black tags in Everett as Everett hits the scene. Everett immediately starts to unleash a flurry of combo punches and kicks at Aries before grabbing Aries and dishing out a huge powerbowb that levels Aries hard. Everett now goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THR...
Chris: Aries with ANOTHER kick out!
Hollywood: That Aries sure has a lot of heart, I'll give him that.
Ricky: Yes, but Bad Company hasn't been in very good company against the Vox as of late. Especially the history between Black and Nighthawk.
Aries struggles to get to his feet as Everett ricochets off the ropes and comes as Aries. Aries is able to nail a desperate superkick that the entire arena can hear being delivered to Everett as he falls to the mat.
Ricky: Did you hear that?!
Hollywood: Aries just sent Everett back into next Tuesday...impressive.
Everett is down and Nighthawk is begging to be tagged in. Aries struggles a little bit as he crawls his way towards Hawk. Everett rolls and makes his way towards Black. Both men get the hot tags as both Hawk and Black come exploding into the ring. Black appears on the offensive first as he decks Hawk with right after right. Hawk eventually maneuvers away and dishes out a few elbow strikes into the face of Black. Hawk then ricochets Black into the ropes and grapples him again and floors him with a slingshot clothesline. Hawk goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
Black quickly kicks out. Hawk doesn't give him the time to breath, though, as Hawk follows up his slingshot clothesline to bring Black down again with a huricanarona. Hawk then heads to the top rope and is able to land a frog splash on Black. This time, instead of going for a cover, Hawk locks in an Anaconda Vice in the middle of the ring on Black. Black lets his emotions known to the arena as he lashes out in pain.
Ricky: Do you think he's going to tap?
Hollywood: Black is a tough son of a bitch. He'll find out some way to stay in this.
Chris: Need I also remind the both of you that Hawk is a submissions expert. He may have Black right where he wants him.
Black can't crawl to the ropes as he can barely even move in the ring. It doesn't matter, though, as Everett comes in and nails Hawk straight into the head. The ref tries to get him back as Aries gets into the ring. He ricochets off the ropes and clotheslines Everett to the outside. Aries bounces off the ropes again and dives through the ropes taking Everett down with a suicide dive.
Chris: MY GOD! The risky nature of Aries is just damn impressive!
Hollywood: Risk is part of the game.
Chris: For once, I actually am in full agreeance with you.
Hollywood: Want me to fire you?
Chris: I'm open for negotiations.
Hollywood: You may not be so bright half the time, but I can't deny your humor is priceless sometimes.
Black, seeing an opportunity at his hands, grabs a downed Hawk and plants him with Justice for Some. Black goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE...NO!
Hawk manages to kick out before it's too late. Black comes off the ropes and back towards Hawk as he attempts a running calf kick. Hawk has other plans as he catches him and swings him with a Satelite Headscissors. Hawk heads to the top rope and targets Black. As he dives off the ropes Black pops up and nails him with a Butterfly Deflect. Hawk is stunned on the mat as Black goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THRE.....KICKOUT!
Chris: That was a close call!
Ricky: I don't think the ref could have called a two any slower.
Hollywood: A split more of a second and that would have been all for Hawk.
Black starts to look frustrated as he stomps a few hard rights into the skull of Hawk. Black then lets out a roar as he signals to end this match. Hawk stumbles to his feet as Black attempts the Black Descent. Hawk flips over on his feet, though, and reverses for a finisher of his own. Hawk goes for The Deliverance but somehow Black is able to maneuver out of that respectfully and pops behind Hawk. He lifts him up and delivers Black State and sends Hawk crashing down into the mat. Black hooks the leg of Hawk.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: HOLY SHIT! Did we just see Black State?!
Ricky: That we did!
Hollywood: Well Black is looking to make a statement and I'd say that he did just that!
Alexis Lace: The winners of this match, Elijah Black and Daniel Everett, VOX POPULI!
WINNERS: VOX POPULI
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Vox is celebrating in the ring as Aries attends to Hawk in the ring. Mascara Muerto stand up as Vox Populi look right at them and gesture around their waists that their coming for the the gold. Mr. Hollywood takes off the headset as he sees that Stone, who's been knocked out the last several minutes, is starting to come around. Bad Company leave the ring as the Vox are the only ones left in the ring. Hollywood turns and yells out to Mascara.
Hollywood: Now your going to find out just where this offer will take you!
Hollywood charges at Stone and levels him with a clothesline. The crowd start erupting in boos as Hollywood goes on the offensive against Stone. Hollywood then picks up Stone and tosses him into the ring. Vox Populi are just standing there staring. Hollywood grabs a mic and heads into the ring.
Hollywood: Are you ready to find out just where your power is going to take you now Stone? Good, cause if you didn't see that one coming, your not going to like what's coming next...
Hollywood looks directly at Vox Populi and nods his head as he directly holds a thumbs up.
Hollywood: DO IT!
Without a second of a waste, Vox Populi grab Stone and ht their double team finisher move, Deeds Not Words, as they send Stone crashing down into the mat.
Chris: WHAT?! What the hell is going on here?!
Ricky: I think Mr. Hollywood just got himself some more fire power!
The crowd boo loudly as Hollywood takes off his suit jacket and his tie. He unbuttons his shirt and rolls up his sleeves as he mounts Stone and just starts dishing out right after right after right into Stone. Hollywood then signals for Vox to lift Stone back to his feet. Hollywood gets in Stone's face and grabs the microphone.
Hollywood: You want to play with the big boys now Stone? Your about to find out that all of your opponents were nothing but second rate superstars! Your run in PWX has been nothing but a fucking joke! You call yourself the longest reigning PWX Champion? I'M the longest reigning PWX Champion! You defended your title the few times you had to and beat the opponents you were given. Who do you think set you up with those opponents?! That's right I DID! I didn't have to answer your pathetic stupid questions regarding what happened with Ophelia because it's clear where your head is at. I came to you for one reason...to test you. I wanted to see just how good you really were. I wanted to see just if you could pull your weight without any help. I wanted to see just how you would react under pressure, under the scrutiny of The Establishment. You call yourself a businessman? Please Stone, stop it with the stupid jokes! Your LOOKING at the best businessman. Your looking at Mr. Executive himself, the man who made business! Don't talk to me about business Stone because you don't know shit about it! You made the wrong business move and cut yourself away from me and my Establishment. You couldn't handle the simple pressure. In fact, you knew your spotlight was getting dimmer and dimmer. That was your OWN fault you piece of shit! If you didn't let your personal feelings get in the way, you would have seen that. Sometimes sacrifices are made around here and you clearly made the wrong one! Now, your going to witness first hand what threat really means around here!
Hollywood hits Stone in the head with a microphone as Hollywood motions for Vox to drop Stone on his knees. Hollywood then connects with an Executive Promise that knocks Stone out cold in the ring. Hollywood smiles methodically as the crowd begin to boo. "Hail to the King" hits as Hollywood and Vox Populi stand tall in the middle of the ring all smiling. Hollywood stands in the middle and raises both Black and Everett's hands high in the air. All three men then turn towards ringside to see Mascara looking on in concern but anger on their faces as they shake their heads in shame. Hollywood and Vox blow them off though as they taunt the crowd as we fade to commercial.
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GRUDGE MATCH
TIMOTHY HUNT vs TIAMI TYLER
The live feed cuts away from a commercial break featuring Mega Nug’s Midnight Munchers. A shot of the ring is show as the crowd is going wild in anticipating of the upcoming match.
Ricky: The participants in our next match certainly have a history between them.
Chris: What, like I dated your sister kind of history?
Ricky: No, like I boffed your Momma kind of history.
"Volume Up" hits the PA as blue lights flash throughout the arena. Tiami comes out on stage smiling and having the crowd pumped up for her. She skips her way down the ramp, hi fiving the crowd and having fun with the fans. Getting in the ring, she just smiles, posing for the crowd, who cheer her on. She then awaits her opponent.
Ricky: Ah, such a sight to behold, Ms. Tyler is.
Chris: If you stare any harder, you may detach a retina.
Ricky: ….Ow, my eye!
Black and blue lights shine on the stage as the music begins to play on the loud speakers. Timothy walks out and walks towards the ring with Jessica Harmony by his side. The fans don't know how to react, but Timothy has a smile on his face. Timothy gets in the ring as Jessica cheers him on. The music continues to play as Timothy poses for the crowd real quick before he turns towards Tyler with a look of determination upon his face.
Ricky: How about we just stare at Jessica and Tiami for the next ten minutes?
Chris: Didn’t I warn you about staring too hard?
Ricky: ….Oh shit, I’m blind!
The bell rings and the two opponents square off in the middle of the ring. Timothy stalks after Tiami but the femme is quick to move away and keep the man on his feet around the ring. Jessica cheers from ringside as the fans wait on baited breath for the start of the match.
Chris: Tiami knows she can’t go pound for pound with Hunt
Ricky: She’s going to have to rely on her speed and agility if she hopes to win the match.
Frustrated by Tiami moving around the ring and avoiding direct contact, Timothy rushes towards her with a burst of speed. Instead of continuing her avoidance she rushes directly into Timothy and surprises him with a spear. The fans cheer in approval as Tiami attempts to place a Timothy into a Texas Cloverleaf. Timothy explodes with anger and launches Tiami across the ring into the ropes.
Ricky: Tiami tried a bit too early for the submission, but she did catch Timothy off guard.
Chris: And now she’s going to pay the price for that embarrassment.
Timothy takes hold of Tiami and locks up with her near the ropes. Launching backwards towards the center of the ring, he delivers a Belly to Belly Suplex that ends with a pronounced thump against the ring mat. Sitting up, Timothy taunts the crowd as Tiami writhes in pain. Hunt stands back up to his feet and takes hold of Tiami’s leg. As he attempts to apply a Sharpshooter, Tiami’s right foot comes up directly between the knees of Hunt. Timothy cries out in pain as the referee seems to be content with allowing the move that breaks the submission hold.
Ricky: Isn’t that illegal!?
Chris: With all the history between these two, it’s great to see the referee letting them have at it.
As Timothy shuffles around in pain, Tiami is quickly back to her feet. Pushing against the ring mat she takes off at Hunt just as he is turning around. With a tremendous shoulder tackle Tiami knocks Hunt flat onto his ass and unleashes a flurry of punches to his face, chest and sternum. The referee counts to four before Tiami stands up and taunts the crowd.
Chris: This femme fatale is giving Timothy Hunt a run for his money tonight!
Ricky: She can invite me to her Icy Dreams any night
Chris: I see what you did there, Ricky, but you’re still a pervert.
As Tiami moves back over to Timothy, she reaches down to grapple the man around his head. She lifts him up from the canvas and is caught off guard as Hunt tosses Tyler across the ring with a Belly to Back Suplex. Pivoting on the heels of his wrestling boots, he covers up Tyler for a pin attempt. The referee falls to the ring for the pin attempt.
One!
Two!!
Tiami Tyler kicks out of the pin attempt!
Ricky: Oh, what I would give to be Timothy Hunt in that pin attempt.
Chris: Tiami is not going down so easily despite that ferocious suplex from Hunt.
Getting the referee’s face to complain about a slow pin count, Timothy is back up to his feet. Tiami uses the moment to grab the ropes and get back up to her feet. Hunt turns and comes after Tyler once more. Timothy locks up with Tiami and slips around to apply a Rear Naked Choke hold to Tiami. The referee kneels in to see if Tiami will tap out. Just when Hunt thinks he has Tiami dead to rights with the submission the woman spins around with untapped agility and snaps off a crisp Northern Lights Suplex and follows directly into a pin attempt from the suplex. The referee makes for the count.
One!
Two!!
Thr - - - Timothy Hunt kicks out of the pin attempt!
Ricky: I could barely keep my eyes on that reversal. Tiami knows she has to catch Hunt off guard to capitalize and win the match.
Chris: I though you could barely see that because of Jessica Harmony standing right in front of us.
Tiami sits back and takes a moment to catch her breath as she wonders what it is going to take to win this match. Looking to the closest turnbuckle, the woman gets an idea. As Timothy is still reeling from the suplex and pin attempt, Tiami moves and climbs to the top buckle of the closest corner. Kneeling down into a squat, she waits for Timothy to stand back up to his feet. Just as the man turns around, Tiami launches from the buckle with a Top Rope Missile Drop Kick. Timothy steps in quickly and catches the woman across his chest and shoulders.
Chris: Something tells me that didn’t go the way Tiami hoped it would
Ricky: Please, Timothy, just don’t break that beautiful woman!
Timothy takes a breath with frustration on his face as he snaps Tiami around his body and pivots with her so that he can deliver a standing Tornado DDT that drives his opponent with neck-breaking force into the canvas below the two of them. Looking over to the opposite turnbuckle, it seems that Hunt wants to show Tiami how it is done. Moving to the ropes, he climbs up to the top turnbuckle and turns to face his opponent who is near the middle of the ring. Standing up straight, he raises his arms to the cheers and boos coming from the fans.
Chris: It looks like Timothy wants to end this match once and for all
Ricky: Tiami has been giving him one hell of a fight despite their size difference
Finally, Timothy launches off the ropes with a Split Leg Moonsault. Just as he is about to collide into Tiami, the woman draws up both of her knees and drives them into the body of Hunt. Shockwaves rippled through the body of Timothy as Jessica Harmony screams out while the fans cheer loudly as this match of counters and reversals continues on. Both opponents are laid out in the middle of the ring for the time being. The referee moves to the center of the mat and starts a ten count.
Chris: I just can’t figure out who has the upper hand here.
Ricky: Just when one of them gets the upper hand, the other counters and swings the momentum of the match.
As the referee makes it to six, both opponents are back to their feet leaning back in opposite corners of the ring. Tiami moves out of the corner along with Timothy. The two square off in the middle of the ring once more, measuring each other up as they certainly both have a feel for each other’s capabilities now. The two of them grapple as the mayhem up to this point has weakened both their bodies to equal footing. Locking up with Tiami, Timothy overpowers her and draws her down towards the mat with a Dragon Sleeper.
Chris: Hunt is trying to sap what little strength Tiami has left in her body
Ricky: Don’t worry, I’ll offer her a massage afterwards.
As Timothy continues to apply the hold, the referee moves in to check on Tiami. Lifting her arm up into the air, her arm falls slack against her body. He signals one. The referee raises her arm a second time and it falls slack against her body yet again. He signal two. The referee goes to raise her arm and drop it for a third time. Tiami’s arm falls halfway but she stops and immediately resists the hold from Hunt. In a suddenly explosion of speed the woman breaks out of the holds, flips completely over Hunt’s body and catches him with a tremendous Reverse DDT
that brings them both down onto the mat. The fans roar in response to the series of moves.
Ricky: That’s my girl!
Chris: I am simply amazed by Tiami Tyler tonight, she is proving that she can go toe to toe with the big boys!
Both of the wrestlers are digging deep at this point in the match. Tiami Tyler is first back up to her feet as she looks over to Hunt. Moving towards him, she stops at the feet of the man and applies a Single Boston Crab Leglock to Hunt. Pushing down as hard as she can into the wrestling mat, she musters all the weight she can and applies it into the hold.
Chris: Ice Pick!
Ricky: That has to hurt!
Tiami continues to apply the hold as the referee moves to see if Timothy is going to tap out from the submission hold. Timothy shakes his head and absolutely refuses to submit to Tiami. Just when the man appears to be on the edge of giving in to the submission, Timothy rolls over onto his back and delivers a kick into the face of Tiami, effectively breaking out of the hold. As she stumbles backwards, Hunt springs up to his feet with renewed vigor. He comes rushing after Tiami but the woman dips to the side at the last minute and drives her knee up into the face of Hunt. Hunt is seeing stars as Tiami runs and catches him with a Bulldog. The two come crashing into the canvas mat and Tiami taps into all the strength she has left to lift Hunt to his feet. As if she is possessed the woman manages to grapple with Hunt and crumbles him up like a cheap suit into the mat with a Package PileDriver.
Chris: Icy Revolution! Tiami has a chance to capitalize on this!
Ricky: Let me go get the Icey Hot ready for her
Tiami rolls over onto Hunt and covers him up for the pin attempt.
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
Chris: Tiami Tyler upsets Timothy Hunt!
Tiam's music reprises as the fans erupt in boos. The medical team start coming down the ramp to check up on Timothy Hunt. Tiami looks on and just laughs and rolls her eyes as she heads up to the top rope and starts to taunt the fans.
WINNER: TIAMI TYLER
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Timothy has a look of frustration upon his face as the medics are making their way out to ringside as the fans cheer for him. The medics try to tend to Timothy, but he shoves them away in anger. Timothy gets up and charges at an unaware Tiami Tyler. He plows her from behind with a massive clothesline that causes Tiami to drop from the top rope and to the mat. As the fans continue to chant his name, Timothy quickly goes out of the ring and then gets under the ring. He grabs a table, a can of gas and a book of matches and sets all three things in the ring.
“What the hell is Timothy Hunt doing?”
“I don’t know, but whatever it is…it doesn’t look good for the girl of The Establishment.”
Timothy quickly gets back into the ring and sets up the table just right. Timothy then grabs the can of gas and dumps it on the table as Tiami starts to stir. Timothy chuckles as he finishes pouring the gas on the table and then he grabs the book of matches. Timothy walks over to Tiami with a smirk on his face as Tiami looks on in horror.
“Timothy is sick.”
“No. I think he is trying to prove a point to Tiami. What point is that though?”
“I don’t fucking care what type of point he is trying to make. Someone needs to get out here and do something about this.”
Timothy strikes a match from the book and drops the lit match on the table. As the table goes up in flames, the look of sheer horror on Tiami’s face was enjoyed by Timothy. Timothy goes to pick up Tiami to finish what was started, but Brian Hollywood quickly runs down to the ring and gets Tiami out of the ring. Timothy tries to take a swing and Brian, but it misses.
“Thank god for Brian Hollywood!”
“Oh shut up. Timothy is going to get Tiami back eventually. At what high stakes will it cost him though?”
Timothy smirks as the leader and his girl of the Establishment make their way back up the ramp. Timothy soaks in the chants of the fans as the fire continues to rage on the table.
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MAIN EVENT
HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP
TJ CODAIR vs MATTHEW PRINCE
The lights cut out suddenly to the arena. The crowd calms down to a mixed chorus of anticipation and wonders. The opening drum line and riffs to Kreator’s “Impossible Brutality” begin to blast out from the speaker stacks situated on either side of the entrance of the stage. Matthew Prince emerges from the backstage to a mixed chorus of cheers and boos. As he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring, he pays little attention to the cheers and jeers coming from the crowd in attendance around him. Approaching the edge of the ring, he reaches up and grabs the middle rope. In one fluid motion he hoists himself up onto the edge of the ring and over the ropes. Landing on the heels of his wrestling boots, he begins to bounce to the left and right on his feet warming up in anticipation of the upcoming match.
Chris: Here comes Matthew Prince. He burst onto the scene and has made quite the impact in quite the shortest amount of time.
Ricky: You got that right Chris. He savaged TJ Codair when he first arrived, and laid waste to Anton Chase shortly there after.
Chris: Well, he got what he came for. He wanted TJ Codair, he got him. And things are about to get wild Ricky
Ricky: You’re sure right about that. TJ is losing his damn mind. We thought he was drunk, but there is something seriously changing in this guy.
Five Finger Death Punch's White Knuckles rips onto the speakers as the fans erupt. TJ Codair's name flashes on the monitors as Codair steps out from the back and walks down to the ring. He rolls into the ring and quickly gets back to his feet.
“They're saying crush it, break it, smash it Fuckin' kill 'em all!”
Codair pounds his right fist over his heart three times.
“Laugh as it falls away”
Codair holds his right fist high into the air as he walks towards the turnbuckles.
“I won't dodge another silver bullet Just to save a little face.”
Codair climbs up the ropes and looks out to the fans, as the lights go dark and a blue spot light lands on him.
“I want you to know, I want you to see, I want you to look beyond your own eyes, Past your afflictions.”
The music dies down as Codair jumps off the turnbuckles as the lights come back on. He spreads his arms and yells out to the fans as they all cheer him on.
Chris: Well here we go. TJ Codair looks like he’s ready to go.
Ricky: I don’t think the boss is going to want to interfere in this one. They’re going to have too many weapons.
Chris: No, I don’t think so Ricky. I think he’s just going to let TJ get the beating of a life time.
Ricky: This should be crazy. Here we go!
The match kicks off with the two men meeting in the center of the ring. Prince walks up and smacks TJ Codair in the mouth with a big bitch slap. Prince immediately starts talking trash, which allows TJ to lay into him with a big punch that floors him. Prince snaps right up and TJ swings again. Prince ducks the punch and lays into TJ with three of his own that back him up into the corner. Prince starts to swing in with lefts and rights to the body that get Codair into a guard. Prince lays into TJ with a big right to the head that knocks TJ through the ropes. TJ wastes no time in getting up and swings, nailing Prince in the stomach. TJ unloads a few more shots and then nails Prince with a right hand. Prince stumbles backwards and TJ jumps over the ropes and takes off running, catching Prince with a lariat that turns him inside out and leaves him flat in the ring. TJ gets Prince in the mount and starts to lay into him trying to bust his head open.
Chris: Prince comes out with a whole lot of disrespect for Codair.
Ricky: This could quickly become a feud of a life time here in PWX Chris. They clearly hate the hell out of each other.
Chris: Prince has the advantage on Codair. He’s dropping some serious bombs on him there Ricky.
Ricky: Don’t count Codair out here, Chris. He’s got the advantage back and he’s working towards winning this first blood portion of the three stages of hell.
Prince shoves Codair off of him. When Codair goes to attack Prince a second time, Prince kicks Codair right in the family jewels. The crowd immediately boos and Prince gets back to his feet. He takes the time and advantage with Codair grabbing his junk and nails Codair with a shining wizard. Prince doesn’t waste time and picks Codair up and slingshots him across the turnbuckle with a snake eyes. Prince catches him from behind and hits Codair with a half nelson suplex. Prince rolls through with it and dips, picking him up across his shoulders. Prince takes two steps and drives Codair into the center of the ring with a reverse death valley driver. Prince slides out of the ring and grabs a chair, tossing it into the ring and sliding back in. Prince opens up the chair and sets it in the center of the ring. TJ gets up, turns around and steps into Prince, who turns him upside down. Prince steps up onto the chair, jumps up, and hits Codair with a tombstone on the chair.
Chris: Codair certainly doesn’t like that. He just got kicked in the danglies.
Ricky: I like Prince and even I think that’s low.
Chris: Prince has really taken over here. He’s whipping things into a frenzied pace now. He’s laying a beating on Codair.
Ricky: HOLY SHIT! TOMBSTONE ON AN OPEN CHAIR! Have a seat Codair!
Prince looks at Codair, satisfied that he’s laid him out, and folds the chair back up. He takes a step back and smacks the chair on the mat a couple of times waiting on Codair to get up. Codair gets up and Prince winds back to take his head off with the chair. Prince swings and Codair ducks the swing. Codair catches Prince with a kick and rips the chair out of his hand. Codair winds back and hits Prince with the chair to the head. Prince shakes it off, but TJ swings again, causing Prince to stagger. Codair swings again and Prince’s knees buckle. Codair swings one more time, splitting Prince’s head open and leaving him laying face down on the mat.
Alexis Lace: WINNER OF THE FIRST FALL! TJ CODAIR!
Chris: Codair has the chair and he is taking it to Prince!
Ricky: But Prince won’t cave. He keeps eating them! He’s taking them like a machine!
Chris: He’s down and he’s bleeding! The first fall goes to Codair!
Ricky: Now things are going to get interesting! They’re bringing out the glass and the kick pads!
As the announcers talk, the ring crew runs down with buckets of glue, and glass, and two sets of kick pads coated in thumbtacks with different PWX related designs on them. The ref gets both men to put on the kick pads and then has them dip their hands in glue and then in the glass. Both men step away, Prince still looking a bit dazed. Codair goes right after Prince and attempts to throw a kick. Prince steps away and rifles off a right hand that hits Codair in the head and rips him open instantly. Codair starts to bleed and then throws a kick to the gut, that leaves Prince’s rib cage glistening with the thumbtacks stuck in it. Prince returns fire with another punch that opens up the cut further. Codair lays a leg kick on Prince that leaves his leg covered in thumbtacks. Prince starts to go off, alternating kicks with his legs, finally laying Codair out with a kick to the head that leaves the side of his head covered in the lethal shiny steel tacks.
Chris; They’re underway very quickly and Codair is split wide open now!
Ricky: I don’t think he cares. I don’t think either of them care. They want blood from one another.
Chris: There certainly does seem to be a level of animosity and hate here that most people don’t have for each other Ricky. This is getting brutal. They are working very stiffly tonight.
Ricky: Codair is down!
Codair starts to get up but Prince steps up from behind and lays a back kick into Codair. Codair groans and Prince takes the opportunity to rub and grind his glass covered fist against Codair’s forehead. Codair screams and writes as blood starts to run down his face at a much quicker rate. Codair finally gets free and rifles off a couple shots at Prince’s gut. Codair gets up and is immediately knocked back down with a stiff glass covered fist to the back. Codair gets to his knees and tries to get up. Prince surfboards Codairs arms, and then jumps up, driving both knees and the kick pads into Codair’s back with a double knee drop with Codair still in the surfboard. Codair howls in pain and Prince uses the time to jump to the top rope. Prince dives off and nails Codair with a top rope guillotine leg drop. Prince goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Codair kicks out!
Chris: This is getting brutal. Codair may have won the first fall, but Prince is firmly in charge of this thing now. He’s really laying a beating on Codair.
Ricky: This seems to be going the way Prince wants it too now.
Chris: He’s flying off the top! He could have this!
Ricky: ONE! TWO! NO
Prince gets up looking mad and starts to argue with the referee. Codair slowly gets up and creeps up behind Prince. Codair wrenches Prince back and hits him with a german suplex. Codair rolls through and picks him up, nailing Prince with a second one. Codair struggles to get him up a third time, but eventually gets Prince up and over. Codair swings around and attempts to hook Prince into the Machinehead. The second he hooks in the crossface, Codair starts to scream and rips his hand away, screaming that he’d been bit. Codair turns his attention back to Prince, and kicks him in the side of the head, leaving his face and head laced with tacks. Codair waits for Prince to get up and then nails him with the Shatterstar! Codair rolls him over and goes for a cover.
ONE
TWO!
Prince kicks out
Chris: Codair is coming back, and he’s driving Prince into the mat repeatedly.
Ricky: This is intense Chris. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen two guys kick the crap out of each other like this.
Chris: Shatterstar! This might be over!
Ricky: He kicked! It’s still on.
Codair picks up Prince, only to be caught with a rising European uppercut. Prince looks quite mad and starts to lay into Codair with punch after punch that drives him back into the corner. Codair returns fire and spins Prince into the corner, laying into him with right hands. It’s stopped abruptly when Prince jabs his finger into Codair’s eye. Codair backs up, clutching at his eye. Prince lays the boot to Codairs stomach and picks him up over his shoulder. Prince sits out and drives Codair’s head into the mat with Impossible Brutality. Prince rolls him up and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Alexis Lace: Winner of the second fall… MATTHEW PRINCE!
Chris: How in the hell has Prince managed to put TJ down here in the second fall.
Ricky: I don’t care. I want to know what they have in the back!
Chris: It could be anything Ricky. What we do know is that if it’s worse than this, someone may end up in the back of an ambulance.
Ricky: The ring crew is already bringing stuff down.
As the two men get back to their feet. The ring crew is sliding boxes of light tubes and barbed wire boards into the ring. Buckets of broken glass are tossed into the ring with little regard because they’re meant to be scattered anyway. Prince picks up Codair and looks to hit him with Impossible Brutality again. Codair slides out the back and picks Prince up, tossing him over and into some broken glass with a chicken wing suplex. Prince snaps back to his feet and catches Codair coming in at him running and launches him high over head with a belly to belly. Codair lands in the barbed wire board and groans in pain. Prince grabs a box of light tubes, dumps them out and picks up one. Codair goes to get up and Prince swings for the fences. Codair ducks, grabs Prince, and hits him with a Codebreaker, with the light tube stuck between his knee and Prince’s face. Prince goes down and Codair goes for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Prince kicks out
Chris: This is going to get crazy violent now!
Ricky: Codair ends up in the barbed wire! That certainly hurts like hell!
Chris: Codebreaker with the tube! It’s over!
Ricky: He kicked, it’s still on!
Codair gets up, and tries to pick up Prince, but Prince grabs a light tube and brings it up between Codair’s legs. Codair drops to the mat and Prince gets up. Prince grabs a bunch of light tubes and walks over to Codair. As Codair goes to get up, Prince throws several of them down across Codair’s back, breaking them and leaving Codair’s back cut up. Prince swings a couple at the back of Codair’s head and they break, leaving cuts their too. Prince kicks Codair in the head. Prince grabs more light tubes and chucks them out into the center of the ring. Prince picks up Codair and puts him in the powerbomb position. He points at the tubes and when the crowd erupts, he flips them the bird and powerbombs Codair into the barbed wire. Prince puts a foot over Codair to pin him.
ONE!
TWO!
Codair kicks out.
Chris: Prince is going off in there. He’s making sure that even if TJ wins this match, he might have wished it never happened.
Ricky; They’re both beating the holy hell out of each other and it’s all about that Hybrid title.
Chris: Powerbomb in the barbed wire! It could be over
Ricky: NO! Codair won’t quit! He just won’t give up.
Prince rips Codair out of the barbed wire and picks him up, looking to hit him with Impossible Brutality in the light tubes. Codair slides out the back and hits Prince in the back of the head a couple of times. Codair spins Prince around and scoops him up, and drives him down in the light tubes with a dominator. Prince screams as he goes into the tubes and then gets up spraying blood from his arm at an alarming rate. Within seconds, his whole arm is covered in dark, viscous liquid. The referee gets inbetween Codair and Prince and looks at Prince’s wound and immediately calls for the bell and the X. The medics immediately run into the ring as Prince’s arm starts spraying blood from the ring and into the front row of the crowd. Prince being the sick fuck he is, sprays some in his mouth and points at TJ and tries to jump at him to keep fighting. The ref rings the bell again and the ring announcer comes on the microphone.
Alexis Lace: The referee has deemed Matthew Prince unable to continue due to a serious wound. Therefore the winner of the match and STILL PWX HYBRID CHAMPION… TJ CODAIR!
Prince seems enraged, as the medics try to get him to calm down to work on his wound and get him to the hospital.
WINNER: TJ CODAIR
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