Post by PWXonline on Aug 27, 2012 13:47:44 GMT -5
SHOW OPENER
[The opening pyro goes off, as the fans in the PWX Arena go ballistic.]
Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX!
Chris: Welcome to NEW FRONTIERS!
Ricky: We are SOLD out from the PWX Arena in Crown Point, Indiana, and we are ready for one of the biggest nights in PWX History!
Chris: Tonight, we will crown not only a new PWX World Champion, when John Pariah and John Ojeda finally settle things one on one, inside the feared SEVENTH CIRCLE!
Ricky: That's right Chris! Seventh Circle returns tonight!
Chris: But first, we have three other title matches. We will see the Evolution Title decided in a Survive 2 Evolve Match!
Ricky: That's right. Chaos, John Duke, Jason Aries and Michael Norcia collide in a huge Evolution Title match!
Chris: Plus, we will see Kayla Cross go one on one with the unbeaten Jacob Rollins-for his PWX Hybrid Championship!
Ricky: Kayla has impressed management, and her and Rollins are pegged as the future of this company!
Chris: Speaking of future-who will be the Mystery Team who has been confirmed for the PWX World Tag Team Championship Match tonight? We know of Perfect 10, the Carnival Connection, and Tyler Jamal Young and Cash Money.....and Darin Zion and HIS MYSTERY PARTNER...who is it going to be?
Chris: But before we get there....let's send it to ringside, as we're going to see who will headline our next super card in August.....entitled FULL THROTTLE!
Ricky: That's right, we're starting off New Frontiers with a look at some of PWX's young talent.
Chris: Yes, we have a three way dance between Chaos, who's being asked to answer the bell before he gets canned, JJ Hart who looked very bad in his debut, and the debuting Cameron Harkness.
Ricky: Let's get to the action!
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Cameron Harkness vs Chaos vs JJ Hart
Chris: Right, this is one that hopefully lives up the hype.
Ricky: What hype?
Chris: We have the debut of a new employee which is always worth the hype.
Ricky: But it is overshadowed by JJ Hart and Chaos who haven’t exactly been pulling their weight around here lately.
Chris: That is true, but lets just wait and see.
["Lux Aeternia/Requiem For A Dream(remix)" by the Kronos Quartet blares over the P.A. system as the crowd Music: Requiem For a Dream Remix blares over the PA system. Cameron Harkness emerged from the curtains and upon the masses in the facility. All eyes turned on him as his mere presence sucked the attention from all onlookers the way a black hole sucks the life from the universe. He took the moment to embrace the energy in the building, raising his right elbow above his head at 70 degree angle before making his trot towards the ring in war like fashion. Before rolling into the ring Cameron another moment to peer into the crowd, soaking in the cheers. After a brief period of time Harkness rolls into the ring and music dies down.]
Chris: Well here comes young Cameron Harkness who is going to want to show everyone what he can do.
Ricky: Call it a gut feeling, but I have a feeling that he is going to be the winner tonight.
[The lights in the arena go dark, as Infliked by Cavalera Conspiracy begins to play on the speakers. Pyro explodes in a wall of flames at the top of the ramp, the lights return as Chaos makes his way out from behind the curtain. He stands at the top of the ramp as in inhales the barrage of heat from the fans. He looks over the crowd in a disgusted manner as he slowly walks to the ring. Once inside the ring he climbs to the top rope, and give all the fans the finger as the cresendo of boo's get louder.]
Chris: well the crowd is certainly letting Chaos know how they feel about him.
Ricky: He has a lot to prove tonight though and maybe he can do something to change their opinion.
["Liberate' hits the speakers as JJ comes running through the curtain. He stops halfway to the ring, looks left, looks right, smirks and starts heading towards the ring. He rolls in and gives the crowd a gesture. He then starts preparing for his match.]
Chris: JJ Hart might be on the chopping block if he doesn’t show how bad he wants it.
Ricky: On that note I agree with you. Now let the show begin.
[As Hart, Chaos and Harkness stare each other in the ring, Harkness goes straight after Hart with a clothesline and as Hart is getting up, Harkness nails a mafia kick which knocks JJ Hart flat out. Harkness with the cover]
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JJ Hart has been eliminated and Chaos not wanting to be left out, just picks up Hart and throws him out of the ring.]
Chris: Well that was quick in what was supposed to be a triple threat match becomes a regular match.
Ricky: Well I guess management is going to have to do something now in regards to Hart.
Chris: I just hope the rest of the match is more entertaining.
[Harkness and Chaos stalk each other around the ring, before Harkness dives forward and tries to hit a single leg takedown onto his opponent. Chaos manages to fight Harkness off with some elbow shots to the top of his head, before shooting him hard into the ring ropes. Harkness bounces back into the middle of the ring and is taken down to the mat with an arm drag takedown into an arm bar by Chaos. Chaos tries to twist back to the arm of Harkness, but Harkness manages to rise up to his knees, before taking Chaos down to the mat with a fireman's carry takedown. Harkness tries to apply a nerve hold arm bar of his own onto Chaos, however the monster manages to roll out of the hold before it can be fully applied. Both men rise to their feet, however Chaos runs through Harkness with a massive clothesline in the middle of the ring. The fans cheer the move from Chaos, as he begins to stomp away on his downed opponent. Harkness tries to rise up to his feet, however as he does Chaos grabs him by the back of the head and slams him face first into the turnbuckle. Harkness bounces back holding his face in pain and is quickly taken down to the mat with a chop block from Chaos. With Harkness down on the mat, Chaos begins to work away on the legs of his opponents with some stiff stomps, before locking in a reverse heel lock. Harkness is quickly able to grab the ropes to cause the rope break, however Chaos keeps the move locked on for the full five seconds before he has to release it or by DQ'ed.]
Chris: Since when did we have matches that could end in disqualification?
Ricky: I have no idea, but I can tell you that this match is already more exciting than I thought it would be.
Chris: Well Chaos is showing that he wants to keep his job.
Ricky: Well that is why PWX is the best there is out there in the world of wrestling.
Chris: That is why PWX is always looking for the best talent there is.
[Chaos rises up to his feet looking very pleased with himself, but gets nothing but cheers from the fans as Harkness limps to a standing position. Harkness throws a right hand in the direction of Chaos, however Chaos ducks under the punch before hitting an atomic drop on his opponent. Harkness limps forward after the move, allowing Chaos to grab him around the waist before taking him down to the mat with a German suplex into a bridge!]
ONE!
TWO!
THR...NOI!
[It looked as if Chaos was going to pick up the win there, however Harkness is able to get a shoulder up off of the mat before the three could be counted. Chaos rises up to his feet, and immediately tries to lock in a sleeper hold onto his opponent, however Harkness seems to have the move scouted as he manages to fight his way out with some back elbows to the face of his opponent before sliding out of the ring under the bottom rope. Chaos attempts to keep the momentum going in the match as he rolls to the outside and grabs Harkness from behind. However the fans boo as Harkness nails Chaos with an elbow to the midsection, before whipping him hard into the steel ring steps! The monster Chaos goes tumbling into the steel ring steps, and lays on the mat holding his knees in pain. The fans boo loudly as Harkness quickly follows up the move by making his way around to Chaos and beginning to stomp away on his knees. Chaos shouts out in pain as he tries to get back to his feet, however Harkness grabs him by the back of the head and slams him hard into the side of the ring, before rolling him back into the ring under the bottom rope. With Chaos in the ring, Harkness climbs up onto the ring apron and slingshots himself over the top rope onto the body of Chaos, before turning to make the cover.]
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...NO!
[Harkness only gets a near fall as Chaos is able to get a shoulder up off of the mat before the three can be counted by the referee. Harkness wastes no time as he grabs Chaos and pulls him back up to his feet, before sending him into the corner of the ring. With Chaos in the corner, Harkness lays into his opponent with some stiff chops across the chest. The fans boo for each chop across the chest, however the move seem to wake up Chaos as he suddenly grabs hold of Harkness and throws him into the corner! Chaos opens up on Harkness with some stiff body punches, before pulling him out of the corner and sending him down to the mat with a belly to back suplex!]
Chris: Damn both men are doing everything can for the win.
Ricky: I wouldn’t be surprised if Harkness can keep this up for the next few weeks, he might earn himself a title shot.
Chris: Don’t forget Chaos is trying to show management why they signed him in the first place and right now he is doing it.
Ricky: I still think Cameron Harkness is something special.
[Chaos grabs Harkness in a side head lock and begins to wear down his opponent in the middle of the ring, as the fans packed into the Arena begin to chant for Chaos. Chaos tries to pump up the crowd some more he pulls Harkness up to his feet in the side head lock, before sending him back down to the mat with a stiff reverse DDT. The fans boo loudly at Chaos as he rises up to his feet and taunts to the crowd. Chaos begins to talk to the crown and as he does Harkness slowly begins to rise up to a standing position behind his back! Chaos turns around, but as he does Harkness is there waiting for him with a jaw breaker! Chaos staggers backwards after the move, and Harkness is able to take him down to the mat with a monkey flip. The fans boo for the move, but as Harkness bounces into the ring ropes and runs back at Chaos looking for a clothesline, Chaos grabs the referee and pulls him into the path of Harkness! Harkness ends up taking out the referee with a stiff clothesline, causing loud boos from the crowd at the actions of Chaos for the first time! Harkness turns around and Chaos tries a clothesline of his own, however, Harkness ducks and out of no where delivers The Elbow of No Return! Harkness makes the cover, and another referee comes in to count the pinfall.]
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Winner: Cameron Harkness via Pinfall @ 10:37
Chris: Well Ricky, it looks like your prediction was spot on.
Ricky: I know, but I would also like to think that Chaos is turning a new corner. If he can take anything from this match and learn from it, he might have a chance to earn a big pay day down the road.
Chris: This was one hell of an opener to a jam packed show!
Ricky Chris: Oh, it looks like we have something going on in the back.
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Carny Protest
[As the Carnival Connection’s newly attained bio diesel converted tour bus pulls into the parking lot, they’re met with protestors from the Westminster Baptist Church. Through the tinted windows you see the Carnival Connection throwing protest signs over their shoulders. Suddenly eggs are thrown at their bus windows. Quickly from around the other side of the bus. Mr. Rottentreats carrying a “FEED PERFECT 10” sign and a arm full of two liters. Not far behind him is “Sir” Douglas Fresh carrying a “Save the Hydroxycut, Eat A Cheeseburger” in one hand, and the “Anorexia isn’t a fashion statement, it’s a cry for help!” sign.
From behind them comes a small crowd of Juggalos as Mr. Rottentreats and the Juggalos begin to spray the Westminster Baptist Church protesters with Faygo.]
Mr. Rottentreats: At ease ninjas!
[The Carnival Connection trades daps with the Juggalos before entering the arena. Upon, arriving in their dressing room they find a confused looking Jerry Clark awaiting their arrival.]
Jerry Clark: “Mr. Rottentreats, “Sir’ Douglas Fresh, you two have quite the task ahead of you tonight in the four way tag title gauntlet, what are your thoughts?”
Mr. Rottentreats: “My thoughts Jerry?! Here are my thoughts, I can understand those anorexic cunts Perfect 10 being in the match, they gave us our first loss here in PWX!”
Douglas Fresh: “It was a cheap tactic, however we’re no strangers to cheap tactics! Now as far as Cash Money and that other guy go..”
Mr. Rottentreats: “We DESTROYED THEM! Not to mention at their own game!”
Jerry Clark: “And how do you feel about the addition of Darin Zion and his mystery partner?”
Mr. Rottentreats: “I don’t give two shits or a fuck about The Zion Nation and his little mystery partner. Because tonight, we’re on our A-Game. We’ve got every possible conundrum covered. IF “Handsome” Harry Hanson even thinks about getting involved, well we’ve got a room reserved just for him. “
Douglas Fresh: “Look here Zion, to us, you’re nothing more than a peon. Sure, you’ve got a nice little title history here in PWX, but it’s just that. HISTORY! Tonight we ad a new chapter to the book of PWX!”
Mr. Rottentreats: “A chapter filled with carnage, clowns, and Faygo! And nothing will stand in our ways, because we just don’t give a FUCK!”
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Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight
Tyler Boyd vs Dazz
[The lights go extremely dim in the arena, as Sean “Diddy” Combs’ voice rings out over the PA system…]
Diddy: AS WE PROCEED…..TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED…..
[The crowd comes to their feet as the opening beat to The Notorious B.I.G.’s “Who Shot Ya” thumps throughout the arena, as the crowd comes to their feet .]
Biggie: Now turn the mics up…
[Smoke fills the stage area as strobe lights start working in conjunction with the beat.]
Biggie: Turn that shit the fuck up!
[The video screen lights up with Dazz’s name in Old English, chromed lettering over a black and white backdrop of an aerial view of Oakland, California. Just as the opening verse to the song starts, pyros explode along the edges of the stage, and when the smoke clears, former PWX Champion Dazz is making a bee line for the ring, wearing a pair of loose fitting blue jeans with a black leather belt securing them at the waist, black combat style boots, with no shirt covering his muscular, heavily inked physique. Sweat glistens off of his shaved head from the strobe lights as he reaches the ringside area and dives into the ring under the bottom rope, popping up to his feet immediately.]
Ricky Cravate: Well here’s the former PWX Champion who apparently didn’t realize that he was still contractually bound to Pro Wrestling X from his prior time here, but there’ve been some crazy accusations flying around the past week that could make this match interesting!
Chris Caudill: That’s an understatement.
[Dazz’s music dies down, as he paces around the ring, fists clenched at his side. The opening chorus of Eminem’s “Almost Famous” blasts and causes Dazz’s head to snap and turn in the direction of the stage, but Boyd’s not there yet. The music gets into the first verse, as Dazz is watching the stage area like a hawk, when “The Main Attraction” Tyler Boyd jumps the security rail at ringside from the crowd, wearing some torn up jeans, steel toed work boots, and a sleeveless white Nike shirt with a PWX ball cap turned backwards. He is quickly in the ring and on his feet, and charges Dazz, clobbering him with a forearm right to the back of his head. The music quickly cuts out and the bell rings to officially start the match.]
Ricky Cravate: Boyd takes the upper hand right away after surprising Dazz out of the crowd and jumping him from behind!
[Dazz knocks into the ropes, and Boyd spins him around and begins unloading a flurry of punches to both the body and the head of the former PWX Champion. Having him dazed, Boyd shoves his larger opponent into the corner and delivers a boot to the gut, causing Dazz to double over. Grabbing him by the head, he leads him out towards the center of the ring, hooks him up and brings him up and over with a snap suplex.]
Chris Caudill: “The Main Attraction” has come out like a house of fire here early! I don’t know that I’ve ever seen him with this level of intensity!
Ricky Cravate: He’s definitely extremely focused, and had a game plan coming into this thing…this isn’t the first time these two have locked horns in their careers, although it’s been YEARS since a true one on one match up went down – and Dazz won that one back in a smaller regional promotion.
[Not letting up for a second, Boyd’s quickly back to his feet and stomps away at Dazz, who starts rolling away trying to escape the onslaught, until he rolls right out of the ring and crashes down to the floor. Boyd, standing at the ropes looking down on him, seems to be deciding his next move, as Dazz is slowly trying to pull himself up to his feet using the guard railing separating the crowd from the ringside area. Boyd quickly climbs out of the ring and pulls up the ring apron, and pulls out a fire extinguisher. The mic on the camera picks up what Boyd yells at him.]
Boyd: What’s the matter, tough guy? Can’t take the HEAT?!?!
[Just as Dazz is just about to his feet, he turns in Boyd’s direction and gets sprayed right in the eyes in a white cloud of dust, before Boyd grabs him and pulls him back up to his feet and rams the bottom of the extinguisher right into Dazz’s kidney area, causing him to drop back down to a knee.]
Chris Caudill: If Dazz doesn’t get this turned around soon, this may be the most one sided match of the night!
[Boyd pulls Dazz back up again, but this time his confidence causes him to let his guard down a little and Dazz capitalizes, quickly grabbing Boyd by the arm and whipping him right into the ring post, causing his skull to bounce off of the cold steel and send him staggering.]
Ricky Cravate: He may have just bought himself the time that he needed!
[Rubbing his eyes to try and get his vision back, he spots Boyd, still trying to recover from the surprise meeting with the ring post. Dazz, seemingly having his wits about him now, pulls out a stop sign from under the ring.]
Chris Caudill: What the hell is THAT doing under the ring?
Ricky Cravate: It IS a “street fight” – someone prepared in advance to make it just that, it seems!
[Dazz throws it in the ring and then keeps digging under the apron, finding a steel chair – which he tosses into the ring…followed by a four foot piece of metal pipe, also tossing it into the ring. He looks up to find Boyd, who’s pulling himself back up into the ring, seeing what Dazz is up to, and Dazz quickly rolls back in under the bottom rope. The two are on their feet at the same time, but Dazz charges first, smashing Boyd into the corner with a huge running clothesline. Boyd staggers out of the corner with the wind knocked out of him, and Dazz lifts a knee right into his midsection, and hooks him up for a double underhook DDT, crashing Boyd’s skull right down onto the metal stop sign laying flat in the ring. Boyd’s head bounces off of it, and Dazz quickly rolls him over and hooks the leg for a cover….
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Kickout!]
Ricky Cravate: Dazz tried to steal this one early, but it looks like it’s going to take more than a couple shots to Boyd’s head to keep him down.
Chris Caudill: A lot more…
[Dazz gets up, glaring at the referee, and finds the steel chair. Standing over Boyd, who’s trying to push himself up to his feet, he takes the top side of the folded chair and brings it down hard right across the middle of Boyd’s spine, causing him to arch his back and roll back down onto the mat. Still holding the chair, Dazz starts yelling at Boyd, motioning for him to get up. Tired of waiting, Dazz reaches down with his left hand and pulls Boyd back up again, shoving him back into the ropes, which are all that’s keeping Boyd vertical with his arms draped out over the top of them, still in a daze. Dazz loads up the chair and takes a huge over the head swing with it, but Boyd lets go of the ropes and drops down to the mat, causing the chair to bounce off the top rope and right back into Dazz’s forehead, opening up a cut on his forehead. Boyd rolls out of the ring again to try and gather himself. Dazz is more pissed off than injured, despite the blood trickling down his face, as he tosses the chair aside and climbs out of the ring coming after Boyd.]
Ricky Cravate: Let’s not forget…there was a time when Dazz trained Boyd for a match – and we all saw some of the footage of those training sessions back in the day. These two know each other EXTREMELY well in a fight, regardless of how many sanctioned matches they’ve had in their careers!
Chris Caudill: Boyd just showed it there….if he was playing possum, that is. Otherwise it was dumb luck…
[Boyd sees Dazz coming for him on the outside and decides to be the aggressor, lowering his shoulder and charging him,with the two of them crashing through and knocking loose the security railing along the first row of seats, sending the crowd in the immediate area scattering. Boyd mounts Dazz and begins dropping lefts and rights back and forth across his face, then pulls Dazz’s head up, and slams it back down into the concrete floor. Still on top of him, he motions for the referee to count the fall.
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Shoulder up!]
Ricky Cravate: Not going to pin Dazz that easily either!
[Boyd looks irritated, accusing the referee of a slow count while holding up three fingers right in his face. Getting back to his feet, he pulls the bloodied Dazz up to his feet and pulls him back into the ringside area out of the crowd, but then leads him down along the side of the ring headed for the aisle back up to the locker room area.]
Chris Caudill; Where’s he going?
Ricky Cravate: He’s obviously got something in mind…
[As they reach the aisle, Boyd scoops Dazz up and slams him back down onto the concrete floor right where the ringside area opens up to the aisle, and then looks back at the ring, apparently measuring it up. He pulls himself back up onto the apron, and quickly climbs up to the top corner, crouched down stalking Dazz from above. Dazz is up on all fours now, crawling towards the railing to help himself back to a vertical base. He pulls himself up, and turns around just in time to see Boyd launch himself off the top turnbuckle and connect squarely with a missile dropkick right to the head, sending Dazz flying up the aisle and crashing back down to the floor. Boyd lands hard on the concrete too, obviously feeling his own landing, but is able to get back to his feet.]
Ricky Cravate: VINTAGE BOYD WITH THE MISSILE DROPKICK TAKING DAZZ RIGHT BACK OFF OF HIS FEET!
[As Dazz crawls up the aisle trying to collect himself, Boyd gives chase and catches him fast, reaches down to pull him up, but Dazz explodes out of his crouch, lifts Boyd into the air, and drives him back down to the floor with his shoulder right in the midsection of the former Hybrid Champion, knocking the wind out of him. He hooks the leg for a cover.
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Thr….shoulder up!]
Chris Caudill: I thought Dazz had just stolen this one!
Ricky Cravate: So did he!
[Dazz’s scowl says exactly that, as he gets up and pulls Boyd to his feet, and leads him towards the stage and yells in his face “You wanted a street fight, bitch? Let’s take this shit outside then!” before hammering him with a big right hook, but holding on to him to keep him on his feet, before leading him back into the locker room area. He yells at people to get out of his way as he pushes Boyd down the hallway, hammering him with punches every few steps. Towards the end of the hall, there’s a table with some concessions laid out, and Dazz slams Boyd face first into it, getting food all over Boyd’s frontside. They finally reach a double steel door with an Exit sign above it, and Dazz whips Boyd right into it, sending him crashing through the doors and onto the pavement in the parking area. Storming out after him, Dazz begins laying the boots to him, stomping away at his midsection while Boyd does his best to cover up. Stopping for a few seconds, Dazz surveys the parking area that he finds himself in. There are a couple of security guards, and then in the farthest spot out on the right, there’s a man dressed in an all black suit smoking a cigarette – looking like he’s a driver just waiting around at his black Lincoln Towncar.]
Chris Caudill: Does a parking lot fight count as a street fight?
Ricky Cravate: This may wind up out in that street before it’s all said and done!
[Dazz pulls Boyd back to his feet once again walks him a few steps further into the parking lot, and goes to slam him face first onto the trunk of a newer red Honda Accord, but Boyd manages to put his hands out to block it, catches Dazz in the jaw with an elbow, and instead slams the former champion’s head down into the trunk instead, opening up the cut even more. Pulling him back up, Boyd lands a flurry of punches, backing Dazz up farther away from the arena. Delivering a big boot to the stomach, Boyd whips Dazz right into the tailgate of an F150. He bounces off of it and stumbles further down the row of cars, with Boyd now giving chase. They reach the end of the parking lot, where the driver who was smoking his cigarette abandons the post at his car upon seeing them heading directly his way. Dazz is leaning over on the trunk of the car, while Boyd rips his own shirt off and quickly wraps his fist with it.]
Ricky Cravate: What the hell’s he doing?
[Boyd smirks, and Dazz starts to smile as he stands up.]
Chris Caudill: Is Boyd going to….it looks like he’s about to….
*SMASH*
[Boyd puts his shirt-wrapped-fist right through the back window of the Lincoln towncar, quickly reaches in and unlocks the door, and swings it open. Dazz comes around and looks inside with him, when Boyd reaches in…and pulls out Preston Everett Presley, III!]
Ricky Cravate: It’s the former PWX CEO!! What the hell is going on?
[Dazz appears to be signaling for something, as Boyd has PEP by his suit jacket lapels, pinned up against the back of the Lincoln, getting right in his face.]
Boyd: Really PEP? You really thought you could get one of my best friends to take me out for 20 million?
Chris Caudill: One of his best friends…what the…
PEP: Tyler, I can explain...please, it wasn’t supposed to go this far…
[PEP looks as if he’s about to wet himself.]
Boyd: You can explain it to the judge…while I take back not only what’s mine…but what’s YOURS, too!
[Suddenly a flood of both marked and unmarked law enforcement vehicles come pulling in. Armed agents with FBI jackets get out of the cars with weapons drawn.]
Boyd: Enjoy jail, buddy ol’ pal….
[Boyd nails PEP with a hard right hand before stepping back, letting the agents move in.]
Ricky Cravate: This was a damn set up from the beginning!
Chris Caudill: PEP’s going to jail? He’s too rich for jail!
[Dazz and Boyd stand side by side watching the agents mirandize PEP as they place him in the back of one of the cars with his hands cuffed behind him. PEP screams at the two of them.]
PEP: I’LL SEE YOU BOTH IN HELL!!! THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR HIRING COMMON STREET TRASH!!!
[PEP tries to spit in their direction, but it lands on the shoe of one of the agents, who doesn’t seem very pleased. Boyd and Dazz just laugh, before Boyd turns to Dazz with a grin.]
Boyd: Welcome back to PWX, brotha.
Dazz: Glad to be back…especially knowin’ that punk ass bitch can’t get involved in our shit no more.
[Boyd and Dazz “man hug” and head back towards the arena.]
Ricky Cravate: I’m sure there will be more to come of this, as we had only heard rumors about a potential threat against a wrestler…but from what I’m gathering…PEP tried to pay off Dazz to kill him tonight during the match?
Chris Caudill: You’re a genius…
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PWX Tag Team Championship Elimination Match:
Perfect 10 v Carnival Connection v Jamal/Money v Zion/
Ricky: Yes! It’s time for the Tag Team Championship match!
Chris: This is going to be a good match! I’m honestly surprised your hyped up for this match.
Ricky: What can I say, I love elimination matches. That way, when people get eliminated, I can laugh at them!
Chris: You’re a disturbed man, you know that?
The lights in the arena shut off for about ten seconds …until the beginning chords of“Hold Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, Thrill Me” by U2 begins. As the songs begins, the lights on the rampway begin to have a blue and gold glow on the stage. The lights highlight three figures. Two females stand on each side of the ramp …the tallest one on the left holding up herself to her side with her back arched slightly forward and her right arm out as if she was modeling something, and the shortest one is on the right and not facing her body sideways …but instead just looking off to the side. In-between them stands a male with his arms to his side. Through the shadows, the fans can make out the tallest female is wearing a sash and a tiara while the shortest seems to just be wearing a t-shirt and boots. The male seems to have a microphone linked up to his ear.
Once the song kicks into gear the lights on the stage go up and “Little Miss Perfect” Katrina Nova, “Adorable” Alexis Prodigy, and “Handsome” Harry Hanson hold there poses for a few more minutes letting the fans sink into their beauty. There are a few hoots and hollers as Katrina Nova IS wearing a sash and tiara but over a red bikini and Alexis Prodigy is wearing bikini bottoms and a t-shirt. Once the lyrics kick in, Harry points to the ring and they begin to casually walk down the rampway.
Katrina gives graceful beauty queen like waves to her (not so) adoring public as Alexis Prodigy has a fake plastic smile on her face and gives high fives to the fans …and then when she turns away rolls her eyes. Harry claps his hands for his ladies as HE begins their introduction.
“Handsome” Harry Hanson: Ladies and gentlemen, I, “Handsome” Harry Hanson, bring to you pinnacles of poise, perfection, and pro-wrestling, weighing in at a combined weight that is none of your business, hailing from parts in the greatest state in the world, California. Introducing “Little Miss Perfect” Katrina Nova … “Adorable” Alexis Prodigy … THEY ARE THE PERFECT TEN!!!
Chris: This team shows a lot of promise to win the tag team championships.
Ricky: Meh, what team in the past hasn’t shown that when the opportunity arises?
Meanwhile, already in the ring waiting, are Young and Money. They are just shuffling their feet back and forth as they await for the Perfect Ten coming down the ramp.
They stop on the walkway as Harry makes his way up to the apron and begins to hold it open. As Katrina Nova makes her way up the steel steps, Alexis slides into the ring and ends up in the middle laying down in a pose that is akin to that of a centerfold. Katrina enters through the middle rope that Harry holds open as the crowd boo the ladies and their manager.
Katrina gets on the left turnbuckle as Alexis gets on the right. Katrina kindly blows kisses to her (not really) fans as Alexis gives her fake smile while lifting her arms in the air. Alexis pulls off her t-shirt to reveal a white bikini top right as Katrina takes off her tiara and sash and hands it to Hanson. Alexis flips backwards into the middle of the ring as Katrina slowly dismounts it. Harry stands between his two bikini clad babes as they await for the match to start.
andelabras line and light the aisle way and fog creeps drifts across the floor. A medium height hooded figure appears atop the entrance ramp arms outstretched into a crucifix pose. The figure begins to raise and cross their arms in an “X” formation as the intro to Juggalo Family by Dark Lotus plays on the PA.
“And they wanted to know if I would trade 10 Juggalos for a hundred mainstream fans. And I said I wouldn’t trade 10 Juggalos for a hundred thousand mainstream fans. 10 Juggalos is priceless to me.”
As the first verse starts two taller cloaked and hooded figures emerge from the fog on either side of the first figure. They begin walking down the aisle, the smallest one leading the way holding their hands together under the rather large sleeves of the cloak.
A few paces behind the larger figures follow side by side holding their hands the same way. The fans throw concessions and shout taunts in their general direction. As they reach the ringside facing the hard camera one of the larger figures offers his hand to the smallest figure so they can walk up the ring steps.
The largest of the three pulls himself upon the ring apron via the top rope in the neutral corner as the smallest makes their way to the middle of the apron as they’re followed up the ring steps by the other figure.
Both of the larger figures hold pull the middle rope up to allow the smaller figure entrance to the ring. They follow stepping through the ropes as the smaller figure repeats the stance from the entrance ramp. As the larger figures take the same stance on either side, the figure removes it’s hood revealing herself to be “Sweet” Sara Treats.
Ricky: Alright, Carnival Connection time! Now this team has my vote to win the tag titles here tonight!
Chris: Figures. Your already judging just like you always do.
Ricky: That’s because I know a great tag team when I see one!
Alexis Lace: In the ring, hailing from The Carnival Grounds! At a combined weight of three-hundred & 87 2 liters of Faygo! Accompanied to the ring by “Sweet” Sara Treats.
Sara treats reaches up to both figures hoods as they both untie the ropes around their cloaks. They raise their arms in a crucifix pose as Sara pulls their hoods off revealing Mr. Rottentreats and “Sir” Douglas fresh on either side wearing matching black masks with crisp white crosses on their faces.
Alexis Lace: “Sir” Douglas Fresh aand MIIIIISTTEEERRR ROTTENTREEEEAAAATS! The CARNIVAAAAAL CONNECTION!!
Sara pulls their cloaks off of them as they both relax, revealing matching black trunks with a white hatchet man outline on the right, along with matching black and white wrestling boots.
They make their way to their corner discussing strategy with Sara as they await their opponent
All three teams are in the ring looking at each other as the arena goes quiet. They then turn their attention to the ramp as they await on the final team.
Ricky: Here’s the moment of truth Chris. We get to find out who Darin Zion’s tag team partner is. Doesn’t really matter who, though, because Darin Zion is a fucking prick!
Chris: Zion happens to be one of the greatest PWX superstars to grace the ring. I trust in his decision of a tag team partner.
[The Outroduction by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the PWX arena as the lights immediately turn out. A matrix style background appears on the PWX screen as the audience awaits to find out who Darin Zion picked as his Tag Team Partner tonight. You can see camera's flashing in the PWX arena.]
"This is the mainframe."
Ricky - "Well, here comes tonight's loser of the night winner for me. I know he picked said he had a former PWX Champion, Hybrid Champion, and someone with a pedigree from PWX seasons 1 and 2, but I can totally feel that we'll see Darin Zion and Shawn Lester tagging for the belts tonight."
Chris - "Can you just shut up and enjoy the entrance? I know I love huge productions for entrances and I know Zion will totally go out of his way for the PPV."
[The fiddle continues to play in the background as the crowd immediately roars and starts a "Zion chant." The base hits for a while as the matrix titantron starts a countdown from 5. The crowd starts counting with it.]
"5"
"4"
"3"
"2"
"1"
"The End is Where we Begin...."
[The music stops and pauses for a while. The titantron goes blank The crowd continues to chant Darin Zion for a while. Suddenly, "Bully" by Shinedown immediately blares over the titantron.]
Chris - "Well, Zion has a new theme tonight. Looks like he got bored of his new theme from Manafest already. "
Ricky - "It's clearly a farse! He doesn't have a new theme, he wants us to think it's a LEGIMATE tag team partner. I'm still calling it. Shawn Lester! Why don't you just stop this fucking joke now."
Chris - "Oh come on, we all know Zion by now. He is a man of his word."
Ricky - "And he's a fucking joke! Come on Chris, why don't you stop sucking his cock."
Chris - "Only if you stop sucking Ojeda's!"
"It's 8 AM, this hell I'm in
Seems I've crossed a line again
For being nothing more than who I am
So break my bones and throw your stones
We all know that life ain't fair
But there's more of us we're everywhere"
[Suddenly three jackets immediately turn on and start glowing. The two on the sides have the outline lit up while the one in the middle has the center light up. Their arms go up into the air, stalling for a minute as the music continues. A video with a lot of chaos goes on and we see police fighting off crowds, yellow taped arenas, abandoned airfields, black and white war footage, etc. This is seen only to the crowd watching the show at home as the titration still remains blank in the arena. ]
Ricky -" I see it! It's that loser Jarome Owens!"
Chris - "Seriously, SHUT THE FUCK UP! Or I swear I'll say DELIEVERENCE!"
Ricky - "You just did."
"We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all"
[BAM! Pyro explodes as the lights immediately turn on. As the screen turns back on and we see three men looking down at the ground. As the men take off their hoods, we hear the crowd immediately start yelling.]
Ricky - "YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!"
Chris - "IT'S THEM!!!!!"
"All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully"
Crowd - "FUCK THAT SHIT! FUCK THAT SHIT!
[Darin Zion, Brian Hollywood, and Shawn Lester immediately run down to the ring and slap people's hands as they rush down. As they get to the to the ring, they all slide in with the exception of Shawn Lester, who immediately climbs the stairs. Brian and Darin climb the turnbuckles and put their arms in an L shape. They immediately clamp down pac man to signal for "ACTION." Both Darin and Brian then immediately flip off the corner and land on their feet. Darin stands up with Brian kneels down as they both place an X with their arms on their chests. They then rush towards the ropes and hype up the crowd for a moment as The Carnival Connection, Perfect 10, and Young/Money see them taunting the other four teams. Finally both Brian and Darin point toward the Tag Team belts and smile.]
Ricky - "Well, I sadly have to give Zion some props for once again fooling the crowd, but damnit, why did Brian turn on me."
Chris - "No, why are you turning on Brian? He's the same damn fucking Brian, different stunts this time."
Ricky - "I can't forgive this!'
Chris - "DELIEVERENCE!"
Ricky - "Now I hate you more that The Hollywood Boyz!"
Chris - "Okay, how about this: FUCK THAT SHIT!"
Alexis Lace: And introducing…Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood….THE HOLLYWOOD BOYZ!
Hollywood and Zion stare down the other teams as Carnival Connection begin shaking their heads in anger. Hollywood and Zion then huddle and nod their heads as Hollywood pats Zion’s back and gets out of the ring. Zion comes center ring as Katrina Nova starts off for her team. Both Carnival Connection and Money and Young get out of the ring in their respective corners. The referee holds up the PWX Tag Team Championships as all competitors eye the belts. The referee pawns them off to the outside and calls for the bell. The match is officially underway. Zion and Nova lock up in the middle of the ring. A test of strength ensues as Nova gets the upper hand. She knees Zion in the gut and slaps him in the face hard. Nova bounces off the ropes and comes back at Zion but Zion flings her over his shoulder. Nova hits the mat hard. Zion picks her up and throws a few rights into her. Zion then irish whips her into the ropes and takes her down with a sideslam. Zion goes for a cover.
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Nova kicks at at a very fast two count. Nova rolls over and tags her partner, Alexis Prodigy in. Alexis comes at Zion hard but Zion dodges and takes her down with an elbow. Zion then follows it up with a snapmare taking Alexis down to the ring. Zion pulls her over to the corner and tags in Hollywood. Zion holds her while Hollywood gets into the ring. Both Hollywood Boyz then capitalize on a double flap jack taking Alexis down. Zion makes his way out of the ring as Hollywood ricochets off the ropes. He comes back at Alexis with a standing moonsault. Hollywood hooks the leg.
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Kick out!
Chris: Wow, some nice moves by Hollywood.
Ricky: This is bullshit! How could Hollywood do this? I’m heartbroken.
Chris: Then go grab some tequila that I saw you brought with you in the back.
Ricky: How did you know about that?
Chris: You don’t keep things secret very well.
Ricky: Damn. Touche.
Hollywood walks over to Cash who’s not even paying attention. He tags him in as Cash snaps really fast in shock. Cash shakes his head as Hollywood shrugs his shoulders and leaves the ring. Cash now the legal man as he gets in the ring and walks right into a mid level drop kick by Prodigy. Alexis then stomps into Money with some quick feet work. She bounces off the ropes, but Money maneuvers as Alexis comes off the other side of the ropes. Money gets up and takes her down with a nasty clothesline. Money drops some hard rights into Alexis before the referee breaks it up. While the referee is talking to Money, Sir Douglas hits the ring and levels Alexis with Welcome 2 the Carnival Muthafacko! Sir Douglas quickly rolls out of the ring as Money smiles. Money wastes no more time being lectured by the referee and goes over and rolls Alexis over. He goes for the cover.
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Chris: What!? Holy shit, The Carny’s totally helped with that pin!
Ricky: Holy fucking ballsack! Cash actually got a pin!
Alexis Lace: Perfect Ten have been eliminated!
Cash starts to celebrate in the ring and taunts the Hollywood Boyz. Hollywood begins to smile as Zion pays no attention to Cash. Cash is scratching his head in confusion. Meanwhile, Sir Douglas comes back into the ring and stalks Money. Money continues to do a little victory dance and gets closer to Hollywood. Hollywood shakes his head and gives the FTS taunt and pushes Money backwards. Money then backs into Sir Douglas who rolls him up into a pin. Sir Douglas grabs the tights as the referee goes for the cover.
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Ricky: Haha! Wow that was sadly entertaining!
Chris: Looks like Money comes up just slightly short today.
Alexis Lace: Jamal Young and Cash Money have been eliminated!
Jamal looks pissed as Money starts to throw a temper tantrum. Jamal throws up his hands in a “what the hell was that” motion. Jamal then blows off Money as he starts to head back up the ramp looking pissed. Money scratches his head and sighs as he rolls out of the ring and follows suit. Both men disappear in a matter of moments as the attention gets pulled back into the ring. Both Carnival Connection and the Hollywood Boyz stare down before Sir Douglas signals for one of the Boyz to get in the ring. Hollywood smiles as he gets into the ring. Both men circle one another before finally locking up in the middle of the ring.
Chris: And here we go! This is going to be an interesting battle between these two teams!
Ricky: Time to pull out my Tequila!
Both men try to gain the upper hand while none of them succeed first. They break the hold and lock back up again. This time, Sir Douglas manages to get Hollywood into a headlock. Douglas tightens the hold as Hollywood tries to wiggle out of it. Hollywood tries to use leverage against Douglas but to no avail. As Douglas applies the lock, he sends a bunch of hard rights straight into Hollywood’s skull. Hollywood loses his balance as he almost starts to fade. Hollywood tries to wiggle out again, but doesn’t. Douglas then lets go of the hold but keeps a hold on Hollywood’s head. He delivers a huge headbutt that knocks Hollywood down to the mat. Sir Douglas goes for the cover.
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Hollywood manages to kick out.
Ricky: Hollywood looks like he doesn’t have his shit together tonight. Did he forget how to tag?
Chris: Hollywood is a master in the ring. Normally, that would be your line..
Ricky: Sorry..tequila must be getting to me.
Sir Douglas goes over and tags in Mr. Rottentreats. Rottentreats wastes no time in continuing the assault on Hollywood. Meanwhile, Darin Zion gets the crowd into the match. He slaps his hand on the turnbuckle trying to get Hollywood back in this match. Rottentreats gets Hollywood back to his feet and delivers a belly to belly suplex taking Hollywood back down to the mat. This time, Rottentreats goes for the cover.
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TH..Kick out!
Chris: Hollywood not calling it quits here! It’s going to take a lot to end Hollywood in that ring.
Ricky: Carnival Connection are smart cookies. They’ll get the job done.
Hollywood starts to get to his feet slowly as Rottentreats grabs him again. He goes for a German Suplex this time, but Hollywood lands on his feet. Hollywood ricochets off the ropes and takes Rottentreats down with a cross body slam. Hollywood eyes Zion as Zion holds his hand out as far as he can. Hollywood starts to crawl but Rottentreats gets to his feet first. He goes grabs Hollywood’s foot as Hollywood gets half up from the mat. Hollywood balances on one foot before using it to nail Rottentreats in the side of the head taking him down to the canvas. Hollywood is able to make the tag to Zion. Zion comes in and immediately launches off the ropes to deliver a vicious elbow smash right to Rottentreats face. Zion brings him to his feet before delivering a snap DDT taking Rottentreats back down. Zion covers for a count.
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Another kick out, this time by Rottentreats. Zion ricochets off the ropes and comes back and delivers a nice standing shooting star press onto Rottentreats. Zion once again goes for a cover.
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Sir Douglas hits the ring and breaks up the pin. Zion stares at him but doesn’t get much time in doing so. Hollywood hits the ring and clotheslines Sir Douglas over the top rope. Hollywood gets back out of the ring before the referee does anything about it. Zion makes the tag to Hollywood and Hollywood gets back in the ring quickly. Both men then deliver a double suplex on Rottentreats. Zion gets out of the ring as Hollywood heads to the top. Hollywood dives off and connects with a moonsault from the turnbuckle. All of a sudden, the crowd begins to boo loudly.
Chris: Wait, what’s going on?
The attention pans over to the ramp as we see Network Executive, Darrell Hayes making his way towards the ring. Hayes eyes both Hollywood Boyz as Hollywood and Zion take notice of him. Hayes looks pissed as he makes his way past Shawn Lester and sits down in between Ricky and Chris at the commentary booth.
Ricky: My man Darrell, what’s happening bro?
Hayes: This is bullshit! Hollywood actually had the balls to turn his back on me and reteam with Zion?
Ricky: Yes, I couldn’t believe it either boss!
Chris: Well, at least Hollywood has the balls to turn on people. He’s very good at it. You can see he hasn’t lost his touch!
Hayes: Shut up before I fire you.
Hollywood spends too much time on Darrell and allows Rottentreats to tag back in Sir Douglas. Sir Douglas surprises him as Hollywood turns his way. Hollywood runs straight into a drop kick as Sir Douglas connects to Hollywood’s face. Hollywood goes down as Sir Douglas tries to lock in another headlock. Hollywood is able to keep out of it and send an elbow straight into Sir Douglas’s face. Hollywood gets to his feet and starts sending rights and lefts out of a combo straight at Sir Douglas. Douglas fires back with his own as both men ricochet off the ropes. They come back at each other and lay each other out with cross body attacks.
Chris: This match is right down the wire!
Ricky: I’m coming down to the wire with my bottle of Tequila!
Hayes: I don’t care how close this match is, The Hollywood Boyz will be paying for their actions. Especially Mr. Executive himself.
Both men lay in the ring moving very slowly. They eye each of their tag partners as they crawl for the tag ins. Both men manage to get to their respective partners and make the hot tags. Rottentreats and Zion hit the ring as Zion takes Rottentreats down with a clothesline. Rottentreats gets to his feet quickly as Zion repeats this process two more times. Zion then lifts up Rottentreats and tries to slam him down to the mat, but Rottentreats nails Zion in between the eyes. Zion loses his grip and Rottentreats falls right on top of Zion for a cover.
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Zion gets his shoulder up. Rottentreats bounces off the ropes and connects with a lariat right on Zion. He then follows it up with a few more drop maneuvers before bringing Zion back to his feet. Rottentreats whips Zion into the corner turnbuckle. He charges at Zion but instead eats a boot to the face. Zion comes at him and takes him right into the canvas with a spear. Both men lay out in the middle of the ring. Hollywood and Sir Douglas have their momentum back as they both beg for their respective tags. Rottentreats can’t get to his partner in time as Zion barely stops him with a tug on his leg. Rottentreats tries to go for an inverted Shining Wizard, but Zion ducks. Instead, Zion grabs Rottentreats and tosses him into the corner turnbuckle. Zion charges at him and connects with spinning wheel kick. Zion goes for the cover.
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NO! Rottentreats just barely gets the shoulder up.
Hayes: This is ridiculous! I am insulted by this outrage! I feel like I’ve been on a hook since the relaunch of this fed!
Chris: That’s because you wer..
Ricky: NO FUCKING EMPTY!
Hayes: I’ll remember this conversation Chris..
Zion brings Rottentreats back over and tags in Hollywood. Hollywood and Zion hit a double DDT on Rottentreats. Hollywood goes for a cover. This brings in Sir Douglas who breaks up the pin. Sir Douglas then grabs Hollywood and tosses him on the outside. Zion gets back in the ring and takes Sir Douglas out with twisting neckbreaker. Zion pushes out Sir Douglas out of the ring and goes back to his corner. Meanwhile, Sir Douglas grabs Hollywood and tries to throw him into the steel ring steps. Hollywood reverses and sends Douglas into them instead. Sir Douglas crashes hard into the steel ring steps as Hollywood starts to get back into the ring. Rottentreats stops Hollywood from getting back into the ring with a hard kick to the side of the head of Hollywood. Hollywood falls straight to the ground as Rottntreats rolls out. He lets out a furry of kicks into Hollywood as Sir Douglas gets back to his feet. Both men grab Hollywood and connect with a double suplex on the outside. Hollywood holds his back in pain as Rottentreats gets back into the ring. Sir Douglas hops on the outside ring and gets the tag in by Rottentreats. Sir Douglas begins to mock Hollywood from the inside as Zion comes up from behind with a clothesline. Hollywood slowly rolls into the ring as Zion gets back out again. Hollywood is able to make the tag as he holds onto his back. Zion gets back in.
Chris: Hollywood looks like he hurt his back pretty bad by that suplex.
Ricky: Serves the fucker right. He doesn’t deserve anything after what he pulled.
Hayes: A back injury is more than punishment for Hollywood’s betrayal to me. It’s still not enough to satisfy.
Zion and Douglas lock up in the center. Another test of strength occurs, but it is Douglas who manages to get the advantage. He strikes a knee straight into the abdomen of Zion and locks in the Claw on Zion. Zion goes to the mat as Sir Douglas then connects with a headbutt. Douglas goes for a count.
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Zion kicks out!
Ricky: Are you fucking kidding me!?
Hayes: I’ve almost had enough of this..
Chris: Seperately, Zion and Hollywood are a threat. Together they are unstoppable!
Sir Douglas starts to get frustrated as he picks Zion back up again. He grabs him and thrusts him shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Rottentreats drops down for a weapon under the ring. He grabs a steel chair and rolls into the ring with it.
Chris: Wait a second. What is he doing with that chair?! He’ll get disqualified!
Ricky: He can’t do that!
Hayes: If it keeps the Hollywood Boyz from winning..so be it!
Before Rottentreats can do anything, the referee sees him. He stops Rottentreats as the attention turns away from Zion and Sir Douglas. Meanwhile, Sir Douglas rakes Zion in the eyes and ends up taking him down with the Murder Go Round.
Ricky: There’s Sir Douglas finishing maneuver! Yes!
Hayes: Smart move by Sir Douglas!
Chris: That was such a cheap move!
Zion falls hard and Sir Douglas goes for the cover. A bit of delay happens as the referee gets the weapon out of the ring. Rottentreats turns the referee’s attention back towards the ring quickly. The referee sees this and he goes for the count.
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Zion barely gets the shoulder up.
Ricky: WHAT?!
Chris: OMG Zion kicked out!
Hayes: Impossible!
Sir Douglas can’t believe it. He tags in Rottentreats. Rottentreats starts to lift Zion over his shoulders. Sir Douglas heads to the top.
Ricky: Uh oh, Carnival Connection are calling for the end here!
Hayes: About damn time!
Chris: The Faygo Twizt is a dangerous maneuver! That looks like that’s what their setting up for.
Instead, Sir Douglas starts to jump from the top towards a dazed Zion. As Douglas jumps off he is all of a sudden taken out mid air by an Executive Promise by Hollywood. Douglas drops to the ground out cold as Rottentreats drops Zion.
Chris: OMG what an Executive Promise! Sir Douglas is out cold!
Ricky: DAMNIT!
Hayes: Where the fuck did that come from?
Rottentreats goes after Hollywood but Hollywood knocks him down with an ensuguri. Rottentreats falls as Hollywood rolls out of the ring. Zion sees Rottentreats and goes for a cover.
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Rottentreats tries to crawl to his corner, only to find Sir Douglas still out cold. Rottentreats slowly gets to his feet and is slow to turn around. Hollywood and Zion are standing behind him waiting for him to turn about. Rottentreats finally turns full circle as Hollywood and Zion both send Rottentreats down with the Lights, Camera, Action! Hollywood rolls out of the ring again as Zion drops down and hooks the leg.
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Chris: OMG THEY DID IT!
Ricky: FUCKING A!
Hayes doesn’t say anything as he takes off his headset and stands up. The referee holds up Hollywood and Zion’s hands.
Alexis Lace: Here are your winners and the NEW PWX Tag Team Champions, Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion, THE HOLLYWOOD BOYZ!
The referee hands both men the tag team titles as The Hollywood Boyz celebrate in the ring. The crowd roars loudly as both men showcase their titles from the turnbuckles. Meanwhile, Darrell Hayes begins to grab a microphone. Zion sees this and nods towards Shawn Lester. Shawn Lester stops Hayes and distracts him. As Hayes is distracted, Hollywood and Zion quickly roll out of the ring and go through the crowd. The crowd pat both men on the backs as they celebrate their win with them. Hayes then looks and sees both men in the crowd. Hollywood and Zion both look at Hayes and give him the “FUCK THIS SHIT” taunt as the crowd roars again loudly. Hayes looks on pissed as the Hollywood Boyz smile and hold up their tag team titles while walking away in the crowd with victory.
Ricky: I can’t believe those pricks won!
Chris: And the Hollywood Boyz pull a fast one again on the Network Executive! What a match by these teams here tonight though!
Winners and NEW PWX Tag Team Champions, Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion, The Hollywood Boyz
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Not a Care in the World
Ricky: Jesus Christ Chris, can you believe everything that's already happened?
Chris: No, I am really having a hard time getting over all this.
Ricky: And there is still three matches left, including the Cage of Death.
Chris: Oh, we have something going on backstage Ricky! Let's go to it.
[Backstage there is a ladder set up that is surrounded by tables and chairs, and sitting on top of it is Tweeder in his ring gear and smoking a cigarette like he has no care in the world.]
Tweeder: People want to think that because I had last week off, I’m not going to be ready to go. I beg to differ. I am more than ready. This is part of my element here and no matter what Kirsta says, I have made an impression. I’m not the one who runs around holding someone else’s coat tails or focusing too far into the future, but the present. I don’t need to call Pariah out on a weekly basis like the way he does with Ojeda. She wants to talk about accomplishments, fine with me. I’ve been a death match champion several times so this is nothing to me and that is not including all the other titles I have won. Tonight Kirsta, you and Marissa are going to learn why I am called the Ultra-Violent Icon.
[Tweeder hops down from the ladder, growls at the camera, swats the camera crew away from him, and walks off down the hall. The cameras switch back to the announcers.]
Chris: For a man that's about to get hit in the head with a chair, he is really calm.
Ricky: He seemed like he was happy.
Chris: And that's something about this business that I can't quite understand. There are people that sweat bullets about a TLC match, and then there's guys like Tweeder that seem as if they are at supreme peace with it and love it.
Ricky: This is going to be an interesting night, that's for sure.
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[The opening pyro goes off, as the fans in the PWX Arena go ballistic.]
Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX!
Chris: Welcome to NEW FRONTIERS!
Ricky: We are SOLD out from the PWX Arena in Crown Point, Indiana, and we are ready for one of the biggest nights in PWX History!
Chris: Tonight, we will crown not only a new PWX World Champion, when John Pariah and John Ojeda finally settle things one on one, inside the feared SEVENTH CIRCLE!
Ricky: That's right Chris! Seventh Circle returns tonight!
Chris: But first, we have three other title matches. We will see the Evolution Title decided in a Survive 2 Evolve Match!
Ricky: That's right. Chaos, John Duke, Jason Aries and Michael Norcia collide in a huge Evolution Title match!
Chris: Plus, we will see Kayla Cross go one on one with the unbeaten Jacob Rollins-for his PWX Hybrid Championship!
Ricky: Kayla has impressed management, and her and Rollins are pegged as the future of this company!
Chris: Speaking of future-who will be the Mystery Team who has been confirmed for the PWX World Tag Team Championship Match tonight? We know of Perfect 10, the Carnival Connection, and Tyler Jamal Young and Cash Money.....and Darin Zion and HIS MYSTERY PARTNER...who is it going to be?
Chris: But before we get there....let's send it to ringside, as we're going to see who will headline our next super card in August.....entitled FULL THROTTLE!
Ricky: That's right, we're starting off New Frontiers with a look at some of PWX's young talent.
Chris: Yes, we have a three way dance between Chaos, who's being asked to answer the bell before he gets canned, JJ Hart who looked very bad in his debut, and the debuting Cameron Harkness.
Ricky: Let's get to the action!
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Cameron Harkness vs Chaos vs JJ Hart
Chris: Right, this is one that hopefully lives up the hype.
Ricky: What hype?
Chris: We have the debut of a new employee which is always worth the hype.
Ricky: But it is overshadowed by JJ Hart and Chaos who haven’t exactly been pulling their weight around here lately.
Chris: That is true, but lets just wait and see.
["Lux Aeternia/Requiem For A Dream(remix)" by the Kronos Quartet blares over the P.A. system as the crowd Music: Requiem For a Dream Remix blares over the PA system. Cameron Harkness emerged from the curtains and upon the masses in the facility. All eyes turned on him as his mere presence sucked the attention from all onlookers the way a black hole sucks the life from the universe. He took the moment to embrace the energy in the building, raising his right elbow above his head at 70 degree angle before making his trot towards the ring in war like fashion. Before rolling into the ring Cameron another moment to peer into the crowd, soaking in the cheers. After a brief period of time Harkness rolls into the ring and music dies down.]
Chris: Well here comes young Cameron Harkness who is going to want to show everyone what he can do.
Ricky: Call it a gut feeling, but I have a feeling that he is going to be the winner tonight.
[The lights in the arena go dark, as Infliked by Cavalera Conspiracy begins to play on the speakers. Pyro explodes in a wall of flames at the top of the ramp, the lights return as Chaos makes his way out from behind the curtain. He stands at the top of the ramp as in inhales the barrage of heat from the fans. He looks over the crowd in a disgusted manner as he slowly walks to the ring. Once inside the ring he climbs to the top rope, and give all the fans the finger as the cresendo of boo's get louder.]
Chris: well the crowd is certainly letting Chaos know how they feel about him.
Ricky: He has a lot to prove tonight though and maybe he can do something to change their opinion.
["Liberate' hits the speakers as JJ comes running through the curtain. He stops halfway to the ring, looks left, looks right, smirks and starts heading towards the ring. He rolls in and gives the crowd a gesture. He then starts preparing for his match.]
Chris: JJ Hart might be on the chopping block if he doesn’t show how bad he wants it.
Ricky: On that note I agree with you. Now let the show begin.
[As Hart, Chaos and Harkness stare each other in the ring, Harkness goes straight after Hart with a clothesline and as Hart is getting up, Harkness nails a mafia kick which knocks JJ Hart flat out. Harkness with the cover]
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JJ Hart has been eliminated and Chaos not wanting to be left out, just picks up Hart and throws him out of the ring.]
Chris: Well that was quick in what was supposed to be a triple threat match becomes a regular match.
Ricky: Well I guess management is going to have to do something now in regards to Hart.
Chris: I just hope the rest of the match is more entertaining.
[Harkness and Chaos stalk each other around the ring, before Harkness dives forward and tries to hit a single leg takedown onto his opponent. Chaos manages to fight Harkness off with some elbow shots to the top of his head, before shooting him hard into the ring ropes. Harkness bounces back into the middle of the ring and is taken down to the mat with an arm drag takedown into an arm bar by Chaos. Chaos tries to twist back to the arm of Harkness, but Harkness manages to rise up to his knees, before taking Chaos down to the mat with a fireman's carry takedown. Harkness tries to apply a nerve hold arm bar of his own onto Chaos, however the monster manages to roll out of the hold before it can be fully applied. Both men rise to their feet, however Chaos runs through Harkness with a massive clothesline in the middle of the ring. The fans cheer the move from Chaos, as he begins to stomp away on his downed opponent. Harkness tries to rise up to his feet, however as he does Chaos grabs him by the back of the head and slams him face first into the turnbuckle. Harkness bounces back holding his face in pain and is quickly taken down to the mat with a chop block from Chaos. With Harkness down on the mat, Chaos begins to work away on the legs of his opponents with some stiff stomps, before locking in a reverse heel lock. Harkness is quickly able to grab the ropes to cause the rope break, however Chaos keeps the move locked on for the full five seconds before he has to release it or by DQ'ed.]
Chris: Since when did we have matches that could end in disqualification?
Ricky: I have no idea, but I can tell you that this match is already more exciting than I thought it would be.
Chris: Well Chaos is showing that he wants to keep his job.
Ricky: Well that is why PWX is the best there is out there in the world of wrestling.
Chris: That is why PWX is always looking for the best talent there is.
[Chaos rises up to his feet looking very pleased with himself, but gets nothing but cheers from the fans as Harkness limps to a standing position. Harkness throws a right hand in the direction of Chaos, however Chaos ducks under the punch before hitting an atomic drop on his opponent. Harkness limps forward after the move, allowing Chaos to grab him around the waist before taking him down to the mat with a German suplex into a bridge!]
ONE!
TWO!
THR...NOI!
[It looked as if Chaos was going to pick up the win there, however Harkness is able to get a shoulder up off of the mat before the three could be counted. Chaos rises up to his feet, and immediately tries to lock in a sleeper hold onto his opponent, however Harkness seems to have the move scouted as he manages to fight his way out with some back elbows to the face of his opponent before sliding out of the ring under the bottom rope. Chaos attempts to keep the momentum going in the match as he rolls to the outside and grabs Harkness from behind. However the fans boo as Harkness nails Chaos with an elbow to the midsection, before whipping him hard into the steel ring steps! The monster Chaos goes tumbling into the steel ring steps, and lays on the mat holding his knees in pain. The fans boo loudly as Harkness quickly follows up the move by making his way around to Chaos and beginning to stomp away on his knees. Chaos shouts out in pain as he tries to get back to his feet, however Harkness grabs him by the back of the head and slams him hard into the side of the ring, before rolling him back into the ring under the bottom rope. With Chaos in the ring, Harkness climbs up onto the ring apron and slingshots himself over the top rope onto the body of Chaos, before turning to make the cover.]
ONE...
TWO...
THRE...NO!
[Harkness only gets a near fall as Chaos is able to get a shoulder up off of the mat before the three can be counted by the referee. Harkness wastes no time as he grabs Chaos and pulls him back up to his feet, before sending him into the corner of the ring. With Chaos in the corner, Harkness lays into his opponent with some stiff chops across the chest. The fans boo for each chop across the chest, however the move seem to wake up Chaos as he suddenly grabs hold of Harkness and throws him into the corner! Chaos opens up on Harkness with some stiff body punches, before pulling him out of the corner and sending him down to the mat with a belly to back suplex!]
Chris: Damn both men are doing everything can for the win.
Ricky: I wouldn’t be surprised if Harkness can keep this up for the next few weeks, he might earn himself a title shot.
Chris: Don’t forget Chaos is trying to show management why they signed him in the first place and right now he is doing it.
Ricky: I still think Cameron Harkness is something special.
[Chaos grabs Harkness in a side head lock and begins to wear down his opponent in the middle of the ring, as the fans packed into the Arena begin to chant for Chaos. Chaos tries to pump up the crowd some more he pulls Harkness up to his feet in the side head lock, before sending him back down to the mat with a stiff reverse DDT. The fans boo loudly at Chaos as he rises up to his feet and taunts to the crowd. Chaos begins to talk to the crown and as he does Harkness slowly begins to rise up to a standing position behind his back! Chaos turns around, but as he does Harkness is there waiting for him with a jaw breaker! Chaos staggers backwards after the move, and Harkness is able to take him down to the mat with a monkey flip. The fans boo for the move, but as Harkness bounces into the ring ropes and runs back at Chaos looking for a clothesline, Chaos grabs the referee and pulls him into the path of Harkness! Harkness ends up taking out the referee with a stiff clothesline, causing loud boos from the crowd at the actions of Chaos for the first time! Harkness turns around and Chaos tries a clothesline of his own, however, Harkness ducks and out of no where delivers The Elbow of No Return! Harkness makes the cover, and another referee comes in to count the pinfall.]
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3!
Winner: Cameron Harkness via Pinfall @ 10:37
Chris: Well Ricky, it looks like your prediction was spot on.
Ricky: I know, but I would also like to think that Chaos is turning a new corner. If he can take anything from this match and learn from it, he might have a chance to earn a big pay day down the road.
Chris: This was one hell of an opener to a jam packed show!
Ricky Chris: Oh, it looks like we have something going on in the back.
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Carny Protest
[As the Carnival Connection’s newly attained bio diesel converted tour bus pulls into the parking lot, they’re met with protestors from the Westminster Baptist Church. Through the tinted windows you see the Carnival Connection throwing protest signs over their shoulders. Suddenly eggs are thrown at their bus windows. Quickly from around the other side of the bus. Mr. Rottentreats carrying a “FEED PERFECT 10” sign and a arm full of two liters. Not far behind him is “Sir” Douglas Fresh carrying a “Save the Hydroxycut, Eat A Cheeseburger” in one hand, and the “Anorexia isn’t a fashion statement, it’s a cry for help!” sign.
From behind them comes a small crowd of Juggalos as Mr. Rottentreats and the Juggalos begin to spray the Westminster Baptist Church protesters with Faygo.]
Mr. Rottentreats: At ease ninjas!
[The Carnival Connection trades daps with the Juggalos before entering the arena. Upon, arriving in their dressing room they find a confused looking Jerry Clark awaiting their arrival.]
Jerry Clark: “Mr. Rottentreats, “Sir’ Douglas Fresh, you two have quite the task ahead of you tonight in the four way tag title gauntlet, what are your thoughts?”
Mr. Rottentreats: “My thoughts Jerry?! Here are my thoughts, I can understand those anorexic cunts Perfect 10 being in the match, they gave us our first loss here in PWX!”
Douglas Fresh: “It was a cheap tactic, however we’re no strangers to cheap tactics! Now as far as Cash Money and that other guy go..”
Mr. Rottentreats: “We DESTROYED THEM! Not to mention at their own game!”
Jerry Clark: “And how do you feel about the addition of Darin Zion and his mystery partner?”
Mr. Rottentreats: “I don’t give two shits or a fuck about The Zion Nation and his little mystery partner. Because tonight, we’re on our A-Game. We’ve got every possible conundrum covered. IF “Handsome” Harry Hanson even thinks about getting involved, well we’ve got a room reserved just for him. “
Douglas Fresh: “Look here Zion, to us, you’re nothing more than a peon. Sure, you’ve got a nice little title history here in PWX, but it’s just that. HISTORY! Tonight we ad a new chapter to the book of PWX!”
Mr. Rottentreats: “A chapter filled with carnage, clowns, and Faygo! And nothing will stand in our ways, because we just don’t give a FUCK!”
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Falls Count Anywhere Street Fight
Tyler Boyd vs Dazz
[The lights go extremely dim in the arena, as Sean “Diddy” Combs’ voice rings out over the PA system…]
Diddy: AS WE PROCEED…..TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED…..
[The crowd comes to their feet as the opening beat to The Notorious B.I.G.’s “Who Shot Ya” thumps throughout the arena, as the crowd comes to their feet .]
Biggie: Now turn the mics up…
[Smoke fills the stage area as strobe lights start working in conjunction with the beat.]
Biggie: Turn that shit the fuck up!
[The video screen lights up with Dazz’s name in Old English, chromed lettering over a black and white backdrop of an aerial view of Oakland, California. Just as the opening verse to the song starts, pyros explode along the edges of the stage, and when the smoke clears, former PWX Champion Dazz is making a bee line for the ring, wearing a pair of loose fitting blue jeans with a black leather belt securing them at the waist, black combat style boots, with no shirt covering his muscular, heavily inked physique. Sweat glistens off of his shaved head from the strobe lights as he reaches the ringside area and dives into the ring under the bottom rope, popping up to his feet immediately.]
Ricky Cravate: Well here’s the former PWX Champion who apparently didn’t realize that he was still contractually bound to Pro Wrestling X from his prior time here, but there’ve been some crazy accusations flying around the past week that could make this match interesting!
Chris Caudill: That’s an understatement.
[Dazz’s music dies down, as he paces around the ring, fists clenched at his side. The opening chorus of Eminem’s “Almost Famous” blasts and causes Dazz’s head to snap and turn in the direction of the stage, but Boyd’s not there yet. The music gets into the first verse, as Dazz is watching the stage area like a hawk, when “The Main Attraction” Tyler Boyd jumps the security rail at ringside from the crowd, wearing some torn up jeans, steel toed work boots, and a sleeveless white Nike shirt with a PWX ball cap turned backwards. He is quickly in the ring and on his feet, and charges Dazz, clobbering him with a forearm right to the back of his head. The music quickly cuts out and the bell rings to officially start the match.]
Ricky Cravate: Boyd takes the upper hand right away after surprising Dazz out of the crowd and jumping him from behind!
[Dazz knocks into the ropes, and Boyd spins him around and begins unloading a flurry of punches to both the body and the head of the former PWX Champion. Having him dazed, Boyd shoves his larger opponent into the corner and delivers a boot to the gut, causing Dazz to double over. Grabbing him by the head, he leads him out towards the center of the ring, hooks him up and brings him up and over with a snap suplex.]
Chris Caudill: “The Main Attraction” has come out like a house of fire here early! I don’t know that I’ve ever seen him with this level of intensity!
Ricky Cravate: He’s definitely extremely focused, and had a game plan coming into this thing…this isn’t the first time these two have locked horns in their careers, although it’s been YEARS since a true one on one match up went down – and Dazz won that one back in a smaller regional promotion.
[Not letting up for a second, Boyd’s quickly back to his feet and stomps away at Dazz, who starts rolling away trying to escape the onslaught, until he rolls right out of the ring and crashes down to the floor. Boyd, standing at the ropes looking down on him, seems to be deciding his next move, as Dazz is slowly trying to pull himself up to his feet using the guard railing separating the crowd from the ringside area. Boyd quickly climbs out of the ring and pulls up the ring apron, and pulls out a fire extinguisher. The mic on the camera picks up what Boyd yells at him.]
Boyd: What’s the matter, tough guy? Can’t take the HEAT?!?!
[Just as Dazz is just about to his feet, he turns in Boyd’s direction and gets sprayed right in the eyes in a white cloud of dust, before Boyd grabs him and pulls him back up to his feet and rams the bottom of the extinguisher right into Dazz’s kidney area, causing him to drop back down to a knee.]
Chris Caudill: If Dazz doesn’t get this turned around soon, this may be the most one sided match of the night!
[Boyd pulls Dazz back up again, but this time his confidence causes him to let his guard down a little and Dazz capitalizes, quickly grabbing Boyd by the arm and whipping him right into the ring post, causing his skull to bounce off of the cold steel and send him staggering.]
Ricky Cravate: He may have just bought himself the time that he needed!
[Rubbing his eyes to try and get his vision back, he spots Boyd, still trying to recover from the surprise meeting with the ring post. Dazz, seemingly having his wits about him now, pulls out a stop sign from under the ring.]
Chris Caudill: What the hell is THAT doing under the ring?
Ricky Cravate: It IS a “street fight” – someone prepared in advance to make it just that, it seems!
[Dazz throws it in the ring and then keeps digging under the apron, finding a steel chair – which he tosses into the ring…followed by a four foot piece of metal pipe, also tossing it into the ring. He looks up to find Boyd, who’s pulling himself back up into the ring, seeing what Dazz is up to, and Dazz quickly rolls back in under the bottom rope. The two are on their feet at the same time, but Dazz charges first, smashing Boyd into the corner with a huge running clothesline. Boyd staggers out of the corner with the wind knocked out of him, and Dazz lifts a knee right into his midsection, and hooks him up for a double underhook DDT, crashing Boyd’s skull right down onto the metal stop sign laying flat in the ring. Boyd’s head bounces off of it, and Dazz quickly rolls him over and hooks the leg for a cover….
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Kickout!]
Ricky Cravate: Dazz tried to steal this one early, but it looks like it’s going to take more than a couple shots to Boyd’s head to keep him down.
Chris Caudill: A lot more…
[Dazz gets up, glaring at the referee, and finds the steel chair. Standing over Boyd, who’s trying to push himself up to his feet, he takes the top side of the folded chair and brings it down hard right across the middle of Boyd’s spine, causing him to arch his back and roll back down onto the mat. Still holding the chair, Dazz starts yelling at Boyd, motioning for him to get up. Tired of waiting, Dazz reaches down with his left hand and pulls Boyd back up again, shoving him back into the ropes, which are all that’s keeping Boyd vertical with his arms draped out over the top of them, still in a daze. Dazz loads up the chair and takes a huge over the head swing with it, but Boyd lets go of the ropes and drops down to the mat, causing the chair to bounce off the top rope and right back into Dazz’s forehead, opening up a cut on his forehead. Boyd rolls out of the ring again to try and gather himself. Dazz is more pissed off than injured, despite the blood trickling down his face, as he tosses the chair aside and climbs out of the ring coming after Boyd.]
Ricky Cravate: Let’s not forget…there was a time when Dazz trained Boyd for a match – and we all saw some of the footage of those training sessions back in the day. These two know each other EXTREMELY well in a fight, regardless of how many sanctioned matches they’ve had in their careers!
Chris Caudill: Boyd just showed it there….if he was playing possum, that is. Otherwise it was dumb luck…
[Boyd sees Dazz coming for him on the outside and decides to be the aggressor, lowering his shoulder and charging him,with the two of them crashing through and knocking loose the security railing along the first row of seats, sending the crowd in the immediate area scattering. Boyd mounts Dazz and begins dropping lefts and rights back and forth across his face, then pulls Dazz’s head up, and slams it back down into the concrete floor. Still on top of him, he motions for the referee to count the fall.
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Shoulder up!]
Ricky Cravate: Not going to pin Dazz that easily either!
[Boyd looks irritated, accusing the referee of a slow count while holding up three fingers right in his face. Getting back to his feet, he pulls the bloodied Dazz up to his feet and pulls him back into the ringside area out of the crowd, but then leads him down along the side of the ring headed for the aisle back up to the locker room area.]
Chris Caudill; Where’s he going?
Ricky Cravate: He’s obviously got something in mind…
[As they reach the aisle, Boyd scoops Dazz up and slams him back down onto the concrete floor right where the ringside area opens up to the aisle, and then looks back at the ring, apparently measuring it up. He pulls himself back up onto the apron, and quickly climbs up to the top corner, crouched down stalking Dazz from above. Dazz is up on all fours now, crawling towards the railing to help himself back to a vertical base. He pulls himself up, and turns around just in time to see Boyd launch himself off the top turnbuckle and connect squarely with a missile dropkick right to the head, sending Dazz flying up the aisle and crashing back down to the floor. Boyd lands hard on the concrete too, obviously feeling his own landing, but is able to get back to his feet.]
Ricky Cravate: VINTAGE BOYD WITH THE MISSILE DROPKICK TAKING DAZZ RIGHT BACK OFF OF HIS FEET!
[As Dazz crawls up the aisle trying to collect himself, Boyd gives chase and catches him fast, reaches down to pull him up, but Dazz explodes out of his crouch, lifts Boyd into the air, and drives him back down to the floor with his shoulder right in the midsection of the former Hybrid Champion, knocking the wind out of him. He hooks the leg for a cover.
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Thr….shoulder up!]
Chris Caudill: I thought Dazz had just stolen this one!
Ricky Cravate: So did he!
[Dazz’s scowl says exactly that, as he gets up and pulls Boyd to his feet, and leads him towards the stage and yells in his face “You wanted a street fight, bitch? Let’s take this shit outside then!” before hammering him with a big right hook, but holding on to him to keep him on his feet, before leading him back into the locker room area. He yells at people to get out of his way as he pushes Boyd down the hallway, hammering him with punches every few steps. Towards the end of the hall, there’s a table with some concessions laid out, and Dazz slams Boyd face first into it, getting food all over Boyd’s frontside. They finally reach a double steel door with an Exit sign above it, and Dazz whips Boyd right into it, sending him crashing through the doors and onto the pavement in the parking area. Storming out after him, Dazz begins laying the boots to him, stomping away at his midsection while Boyd does his best to cover up. Stopping for a few seconds, Dazz surveys the parking area that he finds himself in. There are a couple of security guards, and then in the farthest spot out on the right, there’s a man dressed in an all black suit smoking a cigarette – looking like he’s a driver just waiting around at his black Lincoln Towncar.]
Chris Caudill: Does a parking lot fight count as a street fight?
Ricky Cravate: This may wind up out in that street before it’s all said and done!
[Dazz pulls Boyd back to his feet once again walks him a few steps further into the parking lot, and goes to slam him face first onto the trunk of a newer red Honda Accord, but Boyd manages to put his hands out to block it, catches Dazz in the jaw with an elbow, and instead slams the former champion’s head down into the trunk instead, opening up the cut even more. Pulling him back up, Boyd lands a flurry of punches, backing Dazz up farther away from the arena. Delivering a big boot to the stomach, Boyd whips Dazz right into the tailgate of an F150. He bounces off of it and stumbles further down the row of cars, with Boyd now giving chase. They reach the end of the parking lot, where the driver who was smoking his cigarette abandons the post at his car upon seeing them heading directly his way. Dazz is leaning over on the trunk of the car, while Boyd rips his own shirt off and quickly wraps his fist with it.]
Ricky Cravate: What the hell’s he doing?
[Boyd smirks, and Dazz starts to smile as he stands up.]
Chris Caudill: Is Boyd going to….it looks like he’s about to….
*SMASH*
[Boyd puts his shirt-wrapped-fist right through the back window of the Lincoln towncar, quickly reaches in and unlocks the door, and swings it open. Dazz comes around and looks inside with him, when Boyd reaches in…and pulls out Preston Everett Presley, III!]
Ricky Cravate: It’s the former PWX CEO!! What the hell is going on?
[Dazz appears to be signaling for something, as Boyd has PEP by his suit jacket lapels, pinned up against the back of the Lincoln, getting right in his face.]
Boyd: Really PEP? You really thought you could get one of my best friends to take me out for 20 million?
Chris Caudill: One of his best friends…what the…
PEP: Tyler, I can explain...please, it wasn’t supposed to go this far…
[PEP looks as if he’s about to wet himself.]
Boyd: You can explain it to the judge…while I take back not only what’s mine…but what’s YOURS, too!
[Suddenly a flood of both marked and unmarked law enforcement vehicles come pulling in. Armed agents with FBI jackets get out of the cars with weapons drawn.]
Boyd: Enjoy jail, buddy ol’ pal….
[Boyd nails PEP with a hard right hand before stepping back, letting the agents move in.]
Ricky Cravate: This was a damn set up from the beginning!
Chris Caudill: PEP’s going to jail? He’s too rich for jail!
[Dazz and Boyd stand side by side watching the agents mirandize PEP as they place him in the back of one of the cars with his hands cuffed behind him. PEP screams at the two of them.]
PEP: I’LL SEE YOU BOTH IN HELL!!! THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR HIRING COMMON STREET TRASH!!!
[PEP tries to spit in their direction, but it lands on the shoe of one of the agents, who doesn’t seem very pleased. Boyd and Dazz just laugh, before Boyd turns to Dazz with a grin.]
Boyd: Welcome back to PWX, brotha.
Dazz: Glad to be back…especially knowin’ that punk ass bitch can’t get involved in our shit no more.
[Boyd and Dazz “man hug” and head back towards the arena.]
Ricky Cravate: I’m sure there will be more to come of this, as we had only heard rumors about a potential threat against a wrestler…but from what I’m gathering…PEP tried to pay off Dazz to kill him tonight during the match?
Chris Caudill: You’re a genius…
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PWX Tag Team Championship Elimination Match:
Perfect 10 v Carnival Connection v Jamal/Money v Zion/
Ricky: Yes! It’s time for the Tag Team Championship match!
Chris: This is going to be a good match! I’m honestly surprised your hyped up for this match.
Ricky: What can I say, I love elimination matches. That way, when people get eliminated, I can laugh at them!
Chris: You’re a disturbed man, you know that?
The lights in the arena shut off for about ten seconds …until the beginning chords of“Hold Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, Thrill Me” by U2 begins. As the songs begins, the lights on the rampway begin to have a blue and gold glow on the stage. The lights highlight three figures. Two females stand on each side of the ramp …the tallest one on the left holding up herself to her side with her back arched slightly forward and her right arm out as if she was modeling something, and the shortest one is on the right and not facing her body sideways …but instead just looking off to the side. In-between them stands a male with his arms to his side. Through the shadows, the fans can make out the tallest female is wearing a sash and a tiara while the shortest seems to just be wearing a t-shirt and boots. The male seems to have a microphone linked up to his ear.
Once the song kicks into gear the lights on the stage go up and “Little Miss Perfect” Katrina Nova, “Adorable” Alexis Prodigy, and “Handsome” Harry Hanson hold there poses for a few more minutes letting the fans sink into their beauty. There are a few hoots and hollers as Katrina Nova IS wearing a sash and tiara but over a red bikini and Alexis Prodigy is wearing bikini bottoms and a t-shirt. Once the lyrics kick in, Harry points to the ring and they begin to casually walk down the rampway.
Katrina gives graceful beauty queen like waves to her (not so) adoring public as Alexis Prodigy has a fake plastic smile on her face and gives high fives to the fans …and then when she turns away rolls her eyes. Harry claps his hands for his ladies as HE begins their introduction.
“Handsome” Harry Hanson: Ladies and gentlemen, I, “Handsome” Harry Hanson, bring to you pinnacles of poise, perfection, and pro-wrestling, weighing in at a combined weight that is none of your business, hailing from parts in the greatest state in the world, California. Introducing “Little Miss Perfect” Katrina Nova … “Adorable” Alexis Prodigy … THEY ARE THE PERFECT TEN!!!
Chris: This team shows a lot of promise to win the tag team championships.
Ricky: Meh, what team in the past hasn’t shown that when the opportunity arises?
Meanwhile, already in the ring waiting, are Young and Money. They are just shuffling their feet back and forth as they await for the Perfect Ten coming down the ramp.
They stop on the walkway as Harry makes his way up to the apron and begins to hold it open. As Katrina Nova makes her way up the steel steps, Alexis slides into the ring and ends up in the middle laying down in a pose that is akin to that of a centerfold. Katrina enters through the middle rope that Harry holds open as the crowd boo the ladies and their manager.
Katrina gets on the left turnbuckle as Alexis gets on the right. Katrina kindly blows kisses to her (not really) fans as Alexis gives her fake smile while lifting her arms in the air. Alexis pulls off her t-shirt to reveal a white bikini top right as Katrina takes off her tiara and sash and hands it to Hanson. Alexis flips backwards into the middle of the ring as Katrina slowly dismounts it. Harry stands between his two bikini clad babes as they await for the match to start.
andelabras line and light the aisle way and fog creeps drifts across the floor. A medium height hooded figure appears atop the entrance ramp arms outstretched into a crucifix pose. The figure begins to raise and cross their arms in an “X” formation as the intro to Juggalo Family by Dark Lotus plays on the PA.
“And they wanted to know if I would trade 10 Juggalos for a hundred mainstream fans. And I said I wouldn’t trade 10 Juggalos for a hundred thousand mainstream fans. 10 Juggalos is priceless to me.”
As the first verse starts two taller cloaked and hooded figures emerge from the fog on either side of the first figure. They begin walking down the aisle, the smallest one leading the way holding their hands together under the rather large sleeves of the cloak.
A few paces behind the larger figures follow side by side holding their hands the same way. The fans throw concessions and shout taunts in their general direction. As they reach the ringside facing the hard camera one of the larger figures offers his hand to the smallest figure so they can walk up the ring steps.
The largest of the three pulls himself upon the ring apron via the top rope in the neutral corner as the smallest makes their way to the middle of the apron as they’re followed up the ring steps by the other figure.
Both of the larger figures hold pull the middle rope up to allow the smaller figure entrance to the ring. They follow stepping through the ropes as the smaller figure repeats the stance from the entrance ramp. As the larger figures take the same stance on either side, the figure removes it’s hood revealing herself to be “Sweet” Sara Treats.
Ricky: Alright, Carnival Connection time! Now this team has my vote to win the tag titles here tonight!
Chris: Figures. Your already judging just like you always do.
Ricky: That’s because I know a great tag team when I see one!
Alexis Lace: In the ring, hailing from The Carnival Grounds! At a combined weight of three-hundred & 87 2 liters of Faygo! Accompanied to the ring by “Sweet” Sara Treats.
Sara treats reaches up to both figures hoods as they both untie the ropes around their cloaks. They raise their arms in a crucifix pose as Sara pulls their hoods off revealing Mr. Rottentreats and “Sir” Douglas fresh on either side wearing matching black masks with crisp white crosses on their faces.
Alexis Lace: “Sir” Douglas Fresh aand MIIIIISTTEEERRR ROTTENTREEEEAAAATS! The CARNIVAAAAAL CONNECTION!!
Sara pulls their cloaks off of them as they both relax, revealing matching black trunks with a white hatchet man outline on the right, along with matching black and white wrestling boots.
They make their way to their corner discussing strategy with Sara as they await their opponent
All three teams are in the ring looking at each other as the arena goes quiet. They then turn their attention to the ramp as they await on the final team.
Ricky: Here’s the moment of truth Chris. We get to find out who Darin Zion’s tag team partner is. Doesn’t really matter who, though, because Darin Zion is a fucking prick!
Chris: Zion happens to be one of the greatest PWX superstars to grace the ring. I trust in his decision of a tag team partner.
[The Outroduction by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the PWX arena as the lights immediately turn out. A matrix style background appears on the PWX screen as the audience awaits to find out who Darin Zion picked as his Tag Team Partner tonight. You can see camera's flashing in the PWX arena.]
"This is the mainframe."
Ricky - "Well, here comes tonight's loser of the night winner for me. I know he picked said he had a former PWX Champion, Hybrid Champion, and someone with a pedigree from PWX seasons 1 and 2, but I can totally feel that we'll see Darin Zion and Shawn Lester tagging for the belts tonight."
Chris - "Can you just shut up and enjoy the entrance? I know I love huge productions for entrances and I know Zion will totally go out of his way for the PPV."
[The fiddle continues to play in the background as the crowd immediately roars and starts a "Zion chant." The base hits for a while as the matrix titantron starts a countdown from 5. The crowd starts counting with it.]
"5"
"4"
"3"
"2"
"1"
"The End is Where we Begin...."
[The music stops and pauses for a while. The titantron goes blank The crowd continues to chant Darin Zion for a while. Suddenly, "Bully" by Shinedown immediately blares over the titantron.]
Chris - "Well, Zion has a new theme tonight. Looks like he got bored of his new theme from Manafest already. "
Ricky - "It's clearly a farse! He doesn't have a new theme, he wants us to think it's a LEGIMATE tag team partner. I'm still calling it. Shawn Lester! Why don't you just stop this fucking joke now."
Chris - "Oh come on, we all know Zion by now. He is a man of his word."
Ricky - "And he's a fucking joke! Come on Chris, why don't you stop sucking his cock."
Chris - "Only if you stop sucking Ojeda's!"
"It's 8 AM, this hell I'm in
Seems I've crossed a line again
For being nothing more than who I am
So break my bones and throw your stones
We all know that life ain't fair
But there's more of us we're everywhere"
[Suddenly three jackets immediately turn on and start glowing. The two on the sides have the outline lit up while the one in the middle has the center light up. Their arms go up into the air, stalling for a minute as the music continues. A video with a lot of chaos goes on and we see police fighting off crowds, yellow taped arenas, abandoned airfields, black and white war footage, etc. This is seen only to the crowd watching the show at home as the titration still remains blank in the arena. ]
Ricky -" I see it! It's that loser Jarome Owens!"
Chris - "Seriously, SHUT THE FUCK UP! Or I swear I'll say DELIEVERENCE!"
Ricky - "You just did."
"We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all"
[BAM! Pyro explodes as the lights immediately turn on. As the screen turns back on and we see three men looking down at the ground. As the men take off their hoods, we hear the crowd immediately start yelling.]
Ricky - "YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!"
Chris - "IT'S THEM!!!!!"
"All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully"
Crowd - "FUCK THAT SHIT! FUCK THAT SHIT!
[Darin Zion, Brian Hollywood, and Shawn Lester immediately run down to the ring and slap people's hands as they rush down. As they get to the to the ring, they all slide in with the exception of Shawn Lester, who immediately climbs the stairs. Brian and Darin climb the turnbuckles and put their arms in an L shape. They immediately clamp down pac man to signal for "ACTION." Both Darin and Brian then immediately flip off the corner and land on their feet. Darin stands up with Brian kneels down as they both place an X with their arms on their chests. They then rush towards the ropes and hype up the crowd for a moment as The Carnival Connection, Perfect 10, and Young/Money see them taunting the other four teams. Finally both Brian and Darin point toward the Tag Team belts and smile.]
Ricky - "Well, I sadly have to give Zion some props for once again fooling the crowd, but damnit, why did Brian turn on me."
Chris - "No, why are you turning on Brian? He's the same damn fucking Brian, different stunts this time."
Ricky - "I can't forgive this!'
Chris - "DELIEVERENCE!"
Ricky - "Now I hate you more that The Hollywood Boyz!"
Chris - "Okay, how about this: FUCK THAT SHIT!"
Alexis Lace: And introducing…Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood….THE HOLLYWOOD BOYZ!
Hollywood and Zion stare down the other teams as Carnival Connection begin shaking their heads in anger. Hollywood and Zion then huddle and nod their heads as Hollywood pats Zion’s back and gets out of the ring. Zion comes center ring as Katrina Nova starts off for her team. Both Carnival Connection and Money and Young get out of the ring in their respective corners. The referee holds up the PWX Tag Team Championships as all competitors eye the belts. The referee pawns them off to the outside and calls for the bell. The match is officially underway. Zion and Nova lock up in the middle of the ring. A test of strength ensues as Nova gets the upper hand. She knees Zion in the gut and slaps him in the face hard. Nova bounces off the ropes and comes back at Zion but Zion flings her over his shoulder. Nova hits the mat hard. Zion picks her up and throws a few rights into her. Zion then irish whips her into the ropes and takes her down with a sideslam. Zion goes for a cover.
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Nova kicks at at a very fast two count. Nova rolls over and tags her partner, Alexis Prodigy in. Alexis comes at Zion hard but Zion dodges and takes her down with an elbow. Zion then follows it up with a snapmare taking Alexis down to the ring. Zion pulls her over to the corner and tags in Hollywood. Zion holds her while Hollywood gets into the ring. Both Hollywood Boyz then capitalize on a double flap jack taking Alexis down. Zion makes his way out of the ring as Hollywood ricochets off the ropes. He comes back at Alexis with a standing moonsault. Hollywood hooks the leg.
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Kick out!
Chris: Wow, some nice moves by Hollywood.
Ricky: This is bullshit! How could Hollywood do this? I’m heartbroken.
Chris: Then go grab some tequila that I saw you brought with you in the back.
Ricky: How did you know about that?
Chris: You don’t keep things secret very well.
Ricky: Damn. Touche.
Hollywood walks over to Cash who’s not even paying attention. He tags him in as Cash snaps really fast in shock. Cash shakes his head as Hollywood shrugs his shoulders and leaves the ring. Cash now the legal man as he gets in the ring and walks right into a mid level drop kick by Prodigy. Alexis then stomps into Money with some quick feet work. She bounces off the ropes, but Money maneuvers as Alexis comes off the other side of the ropes. Money gets up and takes her down with a nasty clothesline. Money drops some hard rights into Alexis before the referee breaks it up. While the referee is talking to Money, Sir Douglas hits the ring and levels Alexis with Welcome 2 the Carnival Muthafacko! Sir Douglas quickly rolls out of the ring as Money smiles. Money wastes no more time being lectured by the referee and goes over and rolls Alexis over. He goes for the cover.
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Chris: What!? Holy shit, The Carny’s totally helped with that pin!
Ricky: Holy fucking ballsack! Cash actually got a pin!
Alexis Lace: Perfect Ten have been eliminated!
Cash starts to celebrate in the ring and taunts the Hollywood Boyz. Hollywood begins to smile as Zion pays no attention to Cash. Cash is scratching his head in confusion. Meanwhile, Sir Douglas comes back into the ring and stalks Money. Money continues to do a little victory dance and gets closer to Hollywood. Hollywood shakes his head and gives the FTS taunt and pushes Money backwards. Money then backs into Sir Douglas who rolls him up into a pin. Sir Douglas grabs the tights as the referee goes for the cover.
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Ricky: Haha! Wow that was sadly entertaining!
Chris: Looks like Money comes up just slightly short today.
Alexis Lace: Jamal Young and Cash Money have been eliminated!
Jamal looks pissed as Money starts to throw a temper tantrum. Jamal throws up his hands in a “what the hell was that” motion. Jamal then blows off Money as he starts to head back up the ramp looking pissed. Money scratches his head and sighs as he rolls out of the ring and follows suit. Both men disappear in a matter of moments as the attention gets pulled back into the ring. Both Carnival Connection and the Hollywood Boyz stare down before Sir Douglas signals for one of the Boyz to get in the ring. Hollywood smiles as he gets into the ring. Both men circle one another before finally locking up in the middle of the ring.
Chris: And here we go! This is going to be an interesting battle between these two teams!
Ricky: Time to pull out my Tequila!
Both men try to gain the upper hand while none of them succeed first. They break the hold and lock back up again. This time, Sir Douglas manages to get Hollywood into a headlock. Douglas tightens the hold as Hollywood tries to wiggle out of it. Hollywood tries to use leverage against Douglas but to no avail. As Douglas applies the lock, he sends a bunch of hard rights straight into Hollywood’s skull. Hollywood loses his balance as he almost starts to fade. Hollywood tries to wiggle out again, but doesn’t. Douglas then lets go of the hold but keeps a hold on Hollywood’s head. He delivers a huge headbutt that knocks Hollywood down to the mat. Sir Douglas goes for the cover.
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Hollywood manages to kick out.
Ricky: Hollywood looks like he doesn’t have his shit together tonight. Did he forget how to tag?
Chris: Hollywood is a master in the ring. Normally, that would be your line..
Ricky: Sorry..tequila must be getting to me.
Sir Douglas goes over and tags in Mr. Rottentreats. Rottentreats wastes no time in continuing the assault on Hollywood. Meanwhile, Darin Zion gets the crowd into the match. He slaps his hand on the turnbuckle trying to get Hollywood back in this match. Rottentreats gets Hollywood back to his feet and delivers a belly to belly suplex taking Hollywood back down to the mat. This time, Rottentreats goes for the cover.
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TH..Kick out!
Chris: Hollywood not calling it quits here! It’s going to take a lot to end Hollywood in that ring.
Ricky: Carnival Connection are smart cookies. They’ll get the job done.
Hollywood starts to get to his feet slowly as Rottentreats grabs him again. He goes for a German Suplex this time, but Hollywood lands on his feet. Hollywood ricochets off the ropes and takes Rottentreats down with a cross body slam. Hollywood eyes Zion as Zion holds his hand out as far as he can. Hollywood starts to crawl but Rottentreats gets to his feet first. He goes grabs Hollywood’s foot as Hollywood gets half up from the mat. Hollywood balances on one foot before using it to nail Rottentreats in the side of the head taking him down to the canvas. Hollywood is able to make the tag to Zion. Zion comes in and immediately launches off the ropes to deliver a vicious elbow smash right to Rottentreats face. Zion brings him to his feet before delivering a snap DDT taking Rottentreats back down. Zion covers for a count.
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Another kick out, this time by Rottentreats. Zion ricochets off the ropes and comes back and delivers a nice standing shooting star press onto Rottentreats. Zion once again goes for a cover.
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Sir Douglas hits the ring and breaks up the pin. Zion stares at him but doesn’t get much time in doing so. Hollywood hits the ring and clotheslines Sir Douglas over the top rope. Hollywood gets back out of the ring before the referee does anything about it. Zion makes the tag to Hollywood and Hollywood gets back in the ring quickly. Both men then deliver a double suplex on Rottentreats. Zion gets out of the ring as Hollywood heads to the top. Hollywood dives off and connects with a moonsault from the turnbuckle. All of a sudden, the crowd begins to boo loudly.
Chris: Wait, what’s going on?
The attention pans over to the ramp as we see Network Executive, Darrell Hayes making his way towards the ring. Hayes eyes both Hollywood Boyz as Hollywood and Zion take notice of him. Hayes looks pissed as he makes his way past Shawn Lester and sits down in between Ricky and Chris at the commentary booth.
Ricky: My man Darrell, what’s happening bro?
Hayes: This is bullshit! Hollywood actually had the balls to turn his back on me and reteam with Zion?
Ricky: Yes, I couldn’t believe it either boss!
Chris: Well, at least Hollywood has the balls to turn on people. He’s very good at it. You can see he hasn’t lost his touch!
Hayes: Shut up before I fire you.
Hollywood spends too much time on Darrell and allows Rottentreats to tag back in Sir Douglas. Sir Douglas surprises him as Hollywood turns his way. Hollywood runs straight into a drop kick as Sir Douglas connects to Hollywood’s face. Hollywood goes down as Sir Douglas tries to lock in another headlock. Hollywood is able to keep out of it and send an elbow straight into Sir Douglas’s face. Hollywood gets to his feet and starts sending rights and lefts out of a combo straight at Sir Douglas. Douglas fires back with his own as both men ricochet off the ropes. They come back at each other and lay each other out with cross body attacks.
Chris: This match is right down the wire!
Ricky: I’m coming down to the wire with my bottle of Tequila!
Hayes: I don’t care how close this match is, The Hollywood Boyz will be paying for their actions. Especially Mr. Executive himself.
Both men lay in the ring moving very slowly. They eye each of their tag partners as they crawl for the tag ins. Both men manage to get to their respective partners and make the hot tags. Rottentreats and Zion hit the ring as Zion takes Rottentreats down with a clothesline. Rottentreats gets to his feet quickly as Zion repeats this process two more times. Zion then lifts up Rottentreats and tries to slam him down to the mat, but Rottentreats nails Zion in between the eyes. Zion loses his grip and Rottentreats falls right on top of Zion for a cover.
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Zion gets his shoulder up. Rottentreats bounces off the ropes and connects with a lariat right on Zion. He then follows it up with a few more drop maneuvers before bringing Zion back to his feet. Rottentreats whips Zion into the corner turnbuckle. He charges at Zion but instead eats a boot to the face. Zion comes at him and takes him right into the canvas with a spear. Both men lay out in the middle of the ring. Hollywood and Sir Douglas have their momentum back as they both beg for their respective tags. Rottentreats can’t get to his partner in time as Zion barely stops him with a tug on his leg. Rottentreats tries to go for an inverted Shining Wizard, but Zion ducks. Instead, Zion grabs Rottentreats and tosses him into the corner turnbuckle. Zion charges at him and connects with spinning wheel kick. Zion goes for the cover.
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NO! Rottentreats just barely gets the shoulder up.
Hayes: This is ridiculous! I am insulted by this outrage! I feel like I’ve been on a hook since the relaunch of this fed!
Chris: That’s because you wer..
Ricky: NO FUCKING EMPTY!
Hayes: I’ll remember this conversation Chris..
Zion brings Rottentreats back over and tags in Hollywood. Hollywood and Zion hit a double DDT on Rottentreats. Hollywood goes for a cover. This brings in Sir Douglas who breaks up the pin. Sir Douglas then grabs Hollywood and tosses him on the outside. Zion gets back in the ring and takes Sir Douglas out with twisting neckbreaker. Zion pushes out Sir Douglas out of the ring and goes back to his corner. Meanwhile, Sir Douglas grabs Hollywood and tries to throw him into the steel ring steps. Hollywood reverses and sends Douglas into them instead. Sir Douglas crashes hard into the steel ring steps as Hollywood starts to get back into the ring. Rottentreats stops Hollywood from getting back into the ring with a hard kick to the side of the head of Hollywood. Hollywood falls straight to the ground as Rottntreats rolls out. He lets out a furry of kicks into Hollywood as Sir Douglas gets back to his feet. Both men grab Hollywood and connect with a double suplex on the outside. Hollywood holds his back in pain as Rottentreats gets back into the ring. Sir Douglas hops on the outside ring and gets the tag in by Rottentreats. Sir Douglas begins to mock Hollywood from the inside as Zion comes up from behind with a clothesline. Hollywood slowly rolls into the ring as Zion gets back out again. Hollywood is able to make the tag as he holds onto his back. Zion gets back in.
Chris: Hollywood looks like he hurt his back pretty bad by that suplex.
Ricky: Serves the fucker right. He doesn’t deserve anything after what he pulled.
Hayes: A back injury is more than punishment for Hollywood’s betrayal to me. It’s still not enough to satisfy.
Zion and Douglas lock up in the center. Another test of strength occurs, but it is Douglas who manages to get the advantage. He strikes a knee straight into the abdomen of Zion and locks in the Claw on Zion. Zion goes to the mat as Sir Douglas then connects with a headbutt. Douglas goes for a count.
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Zion kicks out!
Ricky: Are you fucking kidding me!?
Hayes: I’ve almost had enough of this..
Chris: Seperately, Zion and Hollywood are a threat. Together they are unstoppable!
Sir Douglas starts to get frustrated as he picks Zion back up again. He grabs him and thrusts him shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Rottentreats drops down for a weapon under the ring. He grabs a steel chair and rolls into the ring with it.
Chris: Wait a second. What is he doing with that chair?! He’ll get disqualified!
Ricky: He can’t do that!
Hayes: If it keeps the Hollywood Boyz from winning..so be it!
Before Rottentreats can do anything, the referee sees him. He stops Rottentreats as the attention turns away from Zion and Sir Douglas. Meanwhile, Sir Douglas rakes Zion in the eyes and ends up taking him down with the Murder Go Round.
Ricky: There’s Sir Douglas finishing maneuver! Yes!
Hayes: Smart move by Sir Douglas!
Chris: That was such a cheap move!
Zion falls hard and Sir Douglas goes for the cover. A bit of delay happens as the referee gets the weapon out of the ring. Rottentreats turns the referee’s attention back towards the ring quickly. The referee sees this and he goes for the count.
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Zion barely gets the shoulder up.
Ricky: WHAT?!
Chris: OMG Zion kicked out!
Hayes: Impossible!
Sir Douglas can’t believe it. He tags in Rottentreats. Rottentreats starts to lift Zion over his shoulders. Sir Douglas heads to the top.
Ricky: Uh oh, Carnival Connection are calling for the end here!
Hayes: About damn time!
Chris: The Faygo Twizt is a dangerous maneuver! That looks like that’s what their setting up for.
Instead, Sir Douglas starts to jump from the top towards a dazed Zion. As Douglas jumps off he is all of a sudden taken out mid air by an Executive Promise by Hollywood. Douglas drops to the ground out cold as Rottentreats drops Zion.
Chris: OMG what an Executive Promise! Sir Douglas is out cold!
Ricky: DAMNIT!
Hayes: Where the fuck did that come from?
Rottentreats goes after Hollywood but Hollywood knocks him down with an ensuguri. Rottentreats falls as Hollywood rolls out of the ring. Zion sees Rottentreats and goes for a cover.
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Rottentreats tries to crawl to his corner, only to find Sir Douglas still out cold. Rottentreats slowly gets to his feet and is slow to turn around. Hollywood and Zion are standing behind him waiting for him to turn about. Rottentreats finally turns full circle as Hollywood and Zion both send Rottentreats down with the Lights, Camera, Action! Hollywood rolls out of the ring again as Zion drops down and hooks the leg.
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Chris: OMG THEY DID IT!
Ricky: FUCKING A!
Hayes doesn’t say anything as he takes off his headset and stands up. The referee holds up Hollywood and Zion’s hands.
Alexis Lace: Here are your winners and the NEW PWX Tag Team Champions, Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion, THE HOLLYWOOD BOYZ!
The referee hands both men the tag team titles as The Hollywood Boyz celebrate in the ring. The crowd roars loudly as both men showcase their titles from the turnbuckles. Meanwhile, Darrell Hayes begins to grab a microphone. Zion sees this and nods towards Shawn Lester. Shawn Lester stops Hayes and distracts him. As Hayes is distracted, Hollywood and Zion quickly roll out of the ring and go through the crowd. The crowd pat both men on the backs as they celebrate their win with them. Hayes then looks and sees both men in the crowd. Hollywood and Zion both look at Hayes and give him the “FUCK THIS SHIT” taunt as the crowd roars again loudly. Hayes looks on pissed as the Hollywood Boyz smile and hold up their tag team titles while walking away in the crowd with victory.
Ricky: I can’t believe those pricks won!
Chris: And the Hollywood Boyz pull a fast one again on the Network Executive! What a match by these teams here tonight though!
Winners and NEW PWX Tag Team Champions, Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion, The Hollywood Boyz
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Not a Care in the World
Ricky: Jesus Christ Chris, can you believe everything that's already happened?
Chris: No, I am really having a hard time getting over all this.
Ricky: And there is still three matches left, including the Cage of Death.
Chris: Oh, we have something going on backstage Ricky! Let's go to it.
[Backstage there is a ladder set up that is surrounded by tables and chairs, and sitting on top of it is Tweeder in his ring gear and smoking a cigarette like he has no care in the world.]
Tweeder: People want to think that because I had last week off, I’m not going to be ready to go. I beg to differ. I am more than ready. This is part of my element here and no matter what Kirsta says, I have made an impression. I’m not the one who runs around holding someone else’s coat tails or focusing too far into the future, but the present. I don’t need to call Pariah out on a weekly basis like the way he does with Ojeda. She wants to talk about accomplishments, fine with me. I’ve been a death match champion several times so this is nothing to me and that is not including all the other titles I have won. Tonight Kirsta, you and Marissa are going to learn why I am called the Ultra-Violent Icon.
[Tweeder hops down from the ladder, growls at the camera, swats the camera crew away from him, and walks off down the hall. The cameras switch back to the announcers.]
Chris: For a man that's about to get hit in the head with a chair, he is really calm.
Ricky: He seemed like he was happy.
Chris: And that's something about this business that I can't quite understand. There are people that sweat bullets about a TLC match, and then there's guys like Tweeder that seem as if they are at supreme peace with it and love it.
Ricky: This is going to be an interesting night, that's for sure.
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