Post by PWXonline on Aug 27, 2012 13:48:43 GMT -5
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Adrenaline 5: The Fallout
Wednesday, August 1st 2012
The Collesium
Evansville, Indiana
PREVIOUSLY ON PRO WRESTLING X...
Who walked away from the Seventh Circle, with the PWX World Championship?
[Footage from the Seventh Circle match plays. Showing Pariah and Ojeda killing each other]
[Shots from Rollins vs Cross is shown]
Was Jacob Rollins able to maintain dominance over the rising Kayla Cross?
[Footage of Wright and Duke grappling is shown, as well as Norcia being taken out by Aries]
Who Survived to become the new Evolution Champion?
[Shots of Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood teaming up are shown]
What does the return of The Hollywood Boyz mean for Darrell Hayes? Find out tonight..only on ADRENALINE!
[The opening pyro goes off as "Last Man Standing" echoes across the Evansville Coliseum. The crowd roars as the cameras swing around the arena.]
Chris Caudill: Welcome to PWX Adrenaline! We are LIVE from the Coliseum in Evansville Indiana, a hot bed of pro wrestling tradition!
Ricky Cravate: and tonight, we'll break tradition, and Evolve!
Chris Caudill: Thats right, you can follow the action on Twitter, following PWXonline, and the hashtag #ADR5
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The Ultraviolent Era Begins
[The announcers are cut off by "Funeral Hymn" by Exodus as the fans boo loudly. John Ojeda steps out on the ramp. He slowly walks down to the ring, despite being bandaged up; there is an unmistakable smile on his face. He carries the PWX World Championship with pride and rolls into the ring. He hops to his feet as the music dies and grabs a microphone from Alexis Lace.]
John Ojeda: Destiny is bullshit!
Crowd: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
[The crowd chants wildly and claps along. Ojeda gets comfortable in the corner and laughs a little bit.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, I thought I might get a little bit of that. But I don't really care, because I did exactly what the hell I said I was going to do. John Pariah talked for a whole month. John Pariah dogged me and tried to wear me down; but none of that could stop me. None of that could break the machine down. He gave me everything he had and he didn't have enough to put me down. I walked away the PWX World Champion. Your PWX World Champion.
[The crowd boos loudly and starts it's chants all over again.]
John Ojeda: I can wait.
[The crowd flips out again and starts to throw popcorn and sodas.]
John Ojeda: I've done just about everything in this god damn company, and I'm going to continue to do what I do best around here. This is my fucking belt, and anyone that thinks they're taking it from me is sadly mistaken. Anyone that thinks I'm not the most dominate person in this business right now is out of their mind. And anyone that thinks PWX is worse off because I'm the champion... you can suck my fucking di....
[Suddenly Ojeda is cut off by a loud reversed guitar intro-and strobe lights circling the arena. The fans cheer as the classic Sevendust song, "Black" hits the PA System-and a tribal dragon logo is shown on the tron.]
voices call, they call out my name
they say I'm different well I'm not the same
you say you want
to be like me
well boy let me tell you,
you didn't know what I've seen.
[The fans cheer as the familiar former NXTGN Champion, James Silkk steps out onto the stage, wearing a brand new Affliction SILKK t-shirt. He puts his sunglasses on his collar, and walks down the ramp.]
Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!
[Silkk circles the ring, greeting fans at ringside, before grabbing a mic and sliding into the ring. He poses on the ropes for a few moments, as his music fades out.]
Crowd: ABSTRACT! ABSTRACT! ABSTRACT!
[Silkk paces around the ring, not saying a word. He stops-and glances at Ojeda, who is still flapping his jaw-almost taunting Silkk. He shakes his head, and goes to turn away from him, before suddenly springing to life and planting a super kick right on the jaw of the World Champion.]
Chris: HOLY SHIT!
[Silkk goes on the attack, delivering a flurry of shots to the head of Ojeda. He picks him up-and goes to shoot him into the ropes. Ojeda blocks it and tries to take his head off with a lariat, but The Abstract ducks and quickly drops Ojeda with a skull crushing finale on the World Title belt. The fans cheer as he stands over Ojeda-and raises his arm in the air. He looks at the ramp and see's Tweeder running down to the ring. He quickly slides under the ropes, and heads around the ring and back up the ramp, as Tweeder checks on the new World Champion-and his Full Throttle opponent.]
Ricky: What the hell was that about?
["Black" reprises as Silkk poses on the stage, yelling "Payback Ojeda! It's just beginning!" as we fade to commercial.]
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Singles Match:
Chaos vs Jackson Ford
[The bell rings as Chaos and Ford stare each other down. The ref orders them to shake hands, and neither men agree. They lock up, and Chaos immediatly goes on the attack, delivering a hard knee strike-followed by an alternation of uppercuts and cross chops. He eventually forces Ford into the corner, and shoots him across the ring. He follows up with a hard splash, and than a bulldog-dragging Ford face first to the mat.]
Ricky: Chaos seems to have a fire lit under his ass tonight.
Chris: I like it! Chaos needs a win here to stay in the good graces of PWX Management!
Ricky: Isn't he friends with Pariah?
Chris: Well as you know-Pariah isnt here.
[Chaos lifts up Ford, and shoots him into the ropes again-telegraphing a backdrop. Ford quickly drops him with a DDT, and floats over into the cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!]
Chris: Jackson Ford was hoping the pure shock of that move would hold Chaos down.
Ricky: I knew it wouldn't!
[Ford picks him up, and quickly shoots him into the ropes, dropping him with a huge samoan drop. He quickly follows up with a trio of elbows across the sternum, forcing the air out of Chaos. He picks up his head, and delivers a hard kick to the back of it, before throwing it down and going for another cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!
Ford picks him up, and shoots him into the ropes again, but Chaos counters it-and drops him with a huge spinebuster. He yells to the crowd, and waits for Ford to get up. He cuts Ford in half with a barbaric spear, folding the newcomer up like an acordian. He rolls him into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!
The bell rings as Chaos' music reprises.]
Alexis Lace: Your winner...CHAOS!!
WINNER: CHAOS
[The fans have a mixed reaction, as Chaos rolls to the floor and heads up the ramp. Fade out.]
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The Champ Speaks
Outside the arena, “The Sheriff” John Duke signs a toy Evolution belt for a young fan with his cousin Vinny at his side. They sit at a simple folding table set up right outside the arena, with a fair-sized crowd of fans who wait patiently for their turn.
“There you go son,” he remarks as he hands the plastic belt over to the young man with a wink. “Don’t forget to play fair and be honest. What goes around comes around and as long as you do good, good will ultimately be done to you.”
“Thanks champ!” The boy chuckles as runs off to show his new collectible to his parents, who greet him with smiles.
“Well, I guess that’s all we have time for today,” John states as he tries to massage the soreness from his right hand.
“I think we got time for just one more, cuz,” Vinny says with a Cheshire grin. John looks up to see the next person in line.
“Mr. Hayes?!” John barks, caught completely unaware by the executive’s appearance. “What are you doing out here?”
“I’m a big fan, Mr. Duke,” Darrell Hayes states with a smirk. “And I’ve got a special autograph I need from you.” He slips a packet of papers onto the table.
“What is this?” Duke inquires as he looks over the document.
“It’s a clause for your new contract, John.” Hayes explains. “It’s got some special privileges lined up just for you. See, the network strongly approves the direction you offer to take the federation in. We intend to back you one-hundred percent, and this is the gift we offer to do that with.”
“I don’t know,” John grumbles as he deliberates the decision in his head.
“Don’t worry, Sheriff. You don’t have to sign it today. Sleep on it for a while, take however long you need. The offer will still stand, at least as long as your current contract holds.” Hayes turns to leave, but stops and looks back to offer one final statement. “We really hope that you decide to stick around, John, no matter what happens with your match tonight. The network feels it would be a serious loss to the company, and even the industry, to lose a talented individual like yourself.”
The executive takes his leave as “The Sheriff” pours over the document with a look of discretion on his face.
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Singles Match:
Jason Aries vs Raito Shiba
The fans cheer as Aries and Shiba face off in the ring. The ref requests a handshake, and the two oblige and the bell rings.
Chris: These two are two of PWX's brightest stars.
Ricky: Really? Raito a bright star? He's pretty much fizzled out.
Chris: He has the chance here to redeem himself, and keep his spot on the PWX Roster.
Ricky: While Jason Aries, is looking to get back into Title Contention!
The match starts out quick as Aries goes looking, and connects with a mid level kick to Raito. The shot takes Raito off balance, but as Aries tries for another kick, Raito grabs a hold of his leg and pulls his down to the ground. Aries is now on the ground as Raito is looking for a quick elbow drop. But Aries is to quick as she rolls out of the way, avoiding the elbow. Raito starts to make his way up but Aries is right thise with a quick drop kick that takes Raito into the turnbuckle. Aries is up quickly and sends a few shots to the face of Raito, and is then looking for an elbow. But Raito catches Aries?s arm and yanks his around so that she is now in the turnbuckle. Raito is quick to give Aries a few kicks to the gut and then he whips his into the opposite turnbuckle. He runs towards his, and gets a big clothesline that sandwhiches his inbetween the turnbuckles. Aries drops to one knee, obvousisly taken back by the hard blow. Raito wastes no time grabbing a hold of his and takes his back down to the ground with a gutrench power slam.
Chris: This isn't looking good for Aries right now, Raito has him grounded.
Raito picks up Aries and gives his a few chops to the chest, and then backs up, looking for a big standing clothesline. But Aries ducks under it, and jumps up high to hook in a Hurricanranna. Raito has now been throwin into the middle of the ring, and he's starting to get up. Aries runs up to the ropes and lionsults off the middle rope, looking to take out Raito. But hecatches Aries in mid air and runs into the turnbuckle, driving Aries's back hard into the corner. Raito steps out, and now lifts Aries high in the air for what looks like a Military press. But Aries wiggles enough so that she is able to fall behind Raito and she goes for a quick small package.
One
T...kick out
Ricky: And the sneaky pin is not enough.
Chris: I dont think thats the real issue right here. Aries has just put Raito on the defense so now he is able to gain up some speed and momentum. Good plan by Aries.
Aries is up now as Raito is trying to make it to his feet. Aries sends a few kicks to his gut, wearing him down before he totally makes it to his feet. Aries drops down and gives Raito a fire mans carry drop and follows up with a back flip, landing right on top of Raito. But she doesnt go for the pin. Instead she picks him up and locks up him into a DDT position. But Aries backs up and stands on the second rope and hits Raito with a Tornado DDT. The shot looks like it has taken both of them out as they both lay on the ground
Chris: A very unorthodox style from both men tonight!
Ricky: They both have the world to gain. Raito keeps a job and a green card. Aries moves up the ranks!
Raito is the first one to make his way up, and Aries is quick to follow. But Raito has the upper hand as she grabs a hold of Aries, putting him in a suplex position. But Aries counters, lifting thim high into the air, and then drops his face first. Raito looks to be in pain as Aries quickly rushes in with a hard kick to the chest that sends Raito up to his feet, and allows Aries to hook a big double arm DDT, taking him down to the ground. Aries goes for the pin.
One
Two
T....kick out.
Ricky: After a surpsising showing from The Gold Dragon, Aries is back in this!
Chris: Aries came within second of becoming Evolution Champion. You know he wants to be there again!
Aries grabs a hold of Raito's hair, and pulls his up only to get his for a a shot for his troubles. Raito shoots him into the ropes. Aries springs off the ropes, and catches Ratio with a tornado DDT as the crowd pops loudly. He quickly rolls Raito into the cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREEE!!!!
The bell rings as Jason Aries holds his hands up high.]
Chris: Impressive win for the Phenom of PWX!
WINNER: Jason Aries
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Title Contention
‘No hope=No fear’ plays and out walks Tweeder to the ring.
Right, I have no idea why I wasn’t booked tonight, but I felt why the hell not make an appearance. I’ll cut straight to the chase. I know New Frontiers will be hard to top, but why the hell not have a Tower of Doom match? The concept is simple: You have 3 cages on top of each other, weapons and the kitchen sink inside. Here is the catch, you have to start from the top and work your way down. People want something innovative, why not the Tower of Doom? I’m sure the network can afford it since they like to air about a hundred commercials of Roller Jam and some for the lame excuse known as reality TV. Hayes, you never did give me a damn answer so I am making it for you. Get you credit and debit card out, hand over your cash, sign a check if you still use a check book, and get ready for a massive bill. Hell I’ll even start an online petition to get the ball rolling if it makes things any easier.
Ojeda, I can tell you what I am not going to do. I am not going to do a Pariah and week after week get involved with your affairs. What is the point of all that? If I am going to face someone, I want them completely focused and not be an accident waiting to happen because when they turn around, they walk straight into a wall. I want you at your best so I can say I faced the best and beat the best.
I can promise you though I will bring everything I have to take the PWX World title off you. Ladders, tables, chairs, barb wire, and anything else I can get my hands on will be used. There will be blood spilled and damn the man if they think that will change at all. I know we have a bit of history, but I think it is rather ironic that the same people who held in contempt are the very same ones who are treading water in an attempt to survive. This is where the nay sayers are going to be proven wrong and I define my legacy.
Tweeder tosses the mic down and exits the ring.
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Non Title Match:
John Ojeda vs Michael James Norcia
[The scene fades in from commercial, with Norcia and Ojeda brawling in the ring.]
Chris: Welcome back to Adrenaline folks! We are underway with our next match...and The PWX WOrld Champion John Ojeda is brawling with Michael James Norcia!
[Norcia delivers a hard haymaker-sending Ojeda to the ropes. He runs at him, but Ojeda quickly lifts Norcia over, and drops him on the apron below. He turns around, and immediately drives his elbow into the face of Norcia-sending him to the floor.]
Ricky: Shades of his older brother there...
Chris: Too bad it won't be enough.
[Ojeda goes to the floor, and grabs a chair. He yells at the camera "Silkk wants to fuck with me? Didn't he see what I did to his brother last week?" as he turns around, and cracks the chair over Norcia's back.]
Chris: Darrell Hayes made this match a No DQ Match during the break!
[Ojeda grabs Norcia and wedges his neck between the parts of the chair-and shoves I'm into the ring post, taking the air from his lungs and throat. He pulls the chair off Norcia, and throws him back in to the ring. He slides back into the ring, and lifts him up-dropping him with a hard cradle piledriver onto the chair. He rolls Norcia over into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings as he rolls to the floor and grabs his belt.]
Ojeda: Silkk....bitch...I'm not playing with you. As far as Tweeder goes. He's my best friend-and I'm still going to kick his ass in at Full Throttle.
[He heads up the ramp, as EMTs put Norcia on a stretcher and roll him up the ramp. Fade to black.]
WINNER: John Ojeda
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[The show cuts to outside of the rear entrance of the building, where a long black stretch Lincoln Navigator limo slowly pulls to a stop. The driver quickly exits the vehicle and swings around to the passenger side, making his way to the rear door. He opens it up, and former PWX Champion Dazz steps out wearing a pair of tan leather boots, baggy Ecko Unlimited jeans, and a San Francisco Giants’ Matt Cain jersey on. Following him out of the car is Kirsta Lewis, and then finally “The Main Attraction” Tyler Boyd – both of them also in street clothes. Just as the three of them collectively head for the door to the building, it swings open and Network Executive Darrell Hayes comes storming out of the building.]
Hayes: It’s about damn time you got here!
[Boyd raises his eyebrows, seemingly caught off guard, while Dazz and Kirsta both look confused.]
Boyd: Hold up there, chief. What do you have your panties in a bunch over?
[Hayes gives Boyd a dirty look, and keeps his eyes narrowed.]
Hayes: Just why wasn’t I informed of the situation that led to the events in your match last week? You played me, Boyd!
[Boyd just laughs, as Dazz chimed in.]
Dazz: Like you ain’t used to that shit…
Hayes: Was I talking to you?
[Dazz takes a step towards Hayes and narrows his eyes.]
Dazz: No, but you are now, bitch.
[Hayes takes a step back and looks like he’s fighting back the urge to piss his pants. Boyd holds up his hand in Dazz’s direction, motioning for him to back down.]
Boyd: Easy, fellas. Look, Hayes. All I can say is…welcome to professional wrestling. If you can’t handle just being the pawn in a bigger game from time to time, then go find some kiddy cartoon network to work for. Everything about it was “need to know,” and frankly, you didn’t need to know anything other than the fact that I wanted a match with Dazz at New Frontiers. And I got it. End of story. I didn’t play you, so get the hell off my nuts, pal.
[Hayes’ eyes grow wide and he suddenly looks angry.]
Hayes: Just who in the hell do you think you are? You used MY first ever pay per view event for some personal grudge!
Boyd: Hey, that was GREAT television!
[Boyd smiles playfully, knowing that he’s just throwing fuel on the fire.]
Hayes: The fans deserved to see a winner! You took something away from the show, damn it!
[Boyd slowly loses his grin, and steps up right into Hayes’ face.]
Boyd: Maybe. But I also took something BAD away from the world as a whole. I’ll take that trade any day of the week. Besides, I don’t know what this puffing your chest nonsense is all about. If you were THAT mad about it, and I hurt your precious pay per view THAT much….
[Boyd gently slaps Hayes’ cheek a couple times.]
Boyd: You wouldn’t have me in the Main Event tonight.
Hayes: And what if I didn’t book it?
Boyd: Then you’d have changed it. You don’t think I know your type, Darrell? This little tirade of yours? You just need to feel like you’re in control. Well get used to NOT being in control – at least not of me. You may have signed me back to PWX, but the only people I’m accountable to in any way, shape or form to are standing right here next to me. Now if you’ll excuse me…
[Boyd pushes by Hayes hard with his shoulder.]
Boyd: I have a main event to get ready for.
[He takes Kirsta by the hand, as Dazz opens the door for them, then follows them in, letting the door slam behind him. Hayes is left standing outside the building, hands on his hips, looking frustrated.]
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Singles Match:
Kirsta Lewis vs Cameron Harkness
Both Kirsta and Cameron are in the ring. Cameron is the first to strike, grabbing Kirsta before she can move away, and whips her into the ropes. Cameron doubles over, looking for a back body drop. But Kirsta grabs a hold of the ropes, and doesnt bounce back towards Cameron. He looks up, and instead of Kirsta bouncing towards him, she is now running towards him and hits him with a drop kick. Cameron bounces off the ropes and Kirsta takes him down with a drop toe hold, while still on the ground. Kirsta doesnt miss a beat. She gets on top of Cameron and puts him in a choke hold. But Cameron starts to stand up, and she moves it to a side head lock. Cameron pushes Kirsta off him, chest first into the turnbuckle. Kirsta's back is towards Cameron as he takes her down with a Russian leg sweep.
Chris: Kirsta and Cameron sure are going at it..
Ricky: You have to believe that Kirsta wants a shot at the World Title, and Cameron is looking to move up the ranks-after his impressive win at New Frontiers!
Cameron is quick to get up with the leg drop, hitting Kirsta square in the middle of the chest. Cameron backs up and bounces off the ropes, looking for another leg drop. But Kirsta rolls out of the way this time, and Cameron gets nothing but the mat. In a seated position now, Kirsta hits Cameron with a flipping neck breaker, that puts them both on their backs. Kirsta grabs a hold of Cameron and puts in him a suplex position. She tries to lift him up, but its to much. Cameron picks Kirsta up and drops her chest first on the ropes, just dangling there. Cameron backs up, looking for an opportunity for a big clothesline. He takes off, Kirsta still just dangling there. But she gets off the ropes at the last minute and pulls them down, sending Cameron up and over the top ropes. He tries to pull himself off, but Kirsta jumps on the second rope, and moonsults right on top of Cameron.
Ricky: And this is the style that Kirsta is famous for. No fear of any moves.
Chris: And she does it well. She reminds me of an acrobate in that ring. Some of the things she can force her body to do is amazing.
Kirsta starts to make her way up, and grabs a hold of Cameron. She lifts him up half way and sends a club to his back, dropping him to one knee. Kirsta hooks Cameron up in what looks like a DDT position. But Cameron starts to fight out of it, sending a right hand to the gut of Kirsta, and then drives her back into the stairs, causing her to loosen up her grip on Cameron who sends a few chops to her chest. The ref has gotten to a seven count, and Cameron rolls back in the ring, and pulls Kirsta back in with him. He grabs a hold of her, and drops her with a quick snap suplex and then climbs up to the second rope.
Ricky: Cameron?s going on that second rope, looking to add some punishment to Kirsta .
Cameron takes off, and hits a hard elbow to the chest of Kirsta . Cameron goes for the pin.
One
Two.
T...kick out
Chris: Not enough for Wrestlings Superpower to get the win.
Cameron picks up Kirsta , and puts her upside down on the turnbuckle in a tree of whoa. Cameron backs up, and takes a sprinting start, looking to hit her with a baseball slide. But Kirsta raises herself up, and Cameron slides right into the metal part of the turnbuckle. Kirsta undoes her legs in the turnbuckle, and lands on the outside. She grabs a hold of Cameron?s legs and pulls hard, driving the family jewels into the post.
Ricky::: Now that's going to leave a mark.
Chris: Cameron is in a bad way right now.
Kirsta is up as she climbs up on the top rope and drops down with a double foot drop right on Camerons chest. He looks to be hurt as she grabs him by the head, looking for a DDT. and plants him head first. She goes up to the top rope-and delivers a huge frog splash, hooking the leg of Cameron Harkness!
One
Two
Three!
Ricky: Kirsta with the win!
[The fans boo as Kirsta Lewis rolls to the floor smiling.]
Winner: Kirsta Lewis
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Who's Missing from the Party?
[The camera comes on in John Ojeda's dressing room. Ojeda is sitting on a couch, watching the show on a monitor, with a case of beer sitting at the edge of the table. He pulls out another beer, cracks it open, and drains it down his throat in a few gulps. He shifts the title as it sits on his chest. Marissa Stamm is sitting next to him, with a glass of something pink and fruity in her hand.]
John Ojeda: It's nice having twelve pounds of gold in my possession. This thing is worth a fucking fortune.
Marissa Stamm: Just call me glad that I'm not the one worrying about taking it from you. There are more fun ways for you to pin me.
[Marissa takes a sip from her drink and makes a face, leaning across John to set it on the table and grab one of his beers. She brushes her fingers first across the belt and then his chest as she settles back down.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, better I get some time off before I have to actually do that again. I'm glad Norcia's little brother was an easy roll this week.
Marissa Stamm: You get fed some nobody and I don't even get booked, think they just don't know what to do with us?
John Ojeda: Oh no, the network is protecting its investments. Star power, darling.
Marissa Stamm: Star power? And here I thought you told me those days were over once I gave up that Hollywood, sham bullshit..
John Ojeda: Yeah, but the network don't see it that way. They see us as selling to middle America, because they hate their bosses and so do we.
Marissa Stamm: Makes it hard to miss being my own boss.
[She cracks the beer and sips from it as she drapes her legs across his lap.]
Marissa Stamm: I'm still coming for it, one of these days. But you and Tweeder can fight over it like little boys with toys for now.
[John laughs, grabs another beer, and sinks into the couch a little more.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, well... ain't going to be much of a fight. It's my toy anyway.
Marissa Stamm: What, not gonna address my threat?
[Marissa pushes herself up and slides across the couch to straddle him, sitting up on her knees.]
Marissa Stamm: Because, it's been a while since I've had some gold of my own, and.. I can't say it wouldn't be nice.
[John looks up at her with a smirk and shakes his head.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, well, you're not getting this one as easily as you got the last one. Great hummer or not.
Marissa Stamm: See, that's what you're saying now.. But, I think last time you said you weren't going to think with that head either..
John Ojeda: Yeah yeah... this one is special. I worked too hard to get it back... no one is taking this damn thing after the kenzans. You watched them pull them out of my head last week. I earned this one. It wasn't a joke.
Marissa Stamm: Guess we'll just have to see what happens.
[Marissa downs what's left of her beer, tosses it behind her and swings herself down across the couch, lying back with her legs across John's lap again.]
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Non Title:
Tyler Boyd vs Jacob Rollins
[The lights flicker as "Like A Boss" by Lonely Island hits the PA System, and Darrell Hayes steps out onto the stage. The fans boo loudly as his music dies down, and he holds up a microphone.]
Hayes: Tonight was the first night of the Hayes Regime. Your hero, John Pariah hasnt been seen nor heard from since Ojeda broke him in half last week-so it looks like I'M running the show! With that said, its time for one of our feature contests....Boyd vs Rollins!!
["Almost Famous" hits the PA System, and Tyler Boyd walks down to the ramp and slides into the ring.]
Hayes: Now, I understand your Hybrid Champion, Jacob Rollins was involved a little car accident earlier this week. Well guess what: I DONT CARE! I have enough bullshit to deal with-that Rollins driving record is of little to no concern. So ref, ring the bell!
[The ref looks confused for a minute.]
Hayes: I said ref...RING THE BELL! This match is happening now!
[The ref rings the bell, albeit-confused.]
Hayes: Now start counting!
[The ref sighs and begins a slow ten count-as if stalling to see if Rollins makes it.]
Hayes: This is my company now!
[Hayes laughs maniacally as the ref reaches 9..when suddenly "Empires" hits the PA System]
Chris: IT'S ON!
[THe fans roar as Jacob Rollins hits the stage, shoving his title in a shocked face of Darrell Hayes.]
Ricky: Here we go!
[Boyd meets him outside the ring, and the two exchange blows. Boyd throws a knee-into the bandaged ribs of the champion, and throws him into the railing. He steps back, and rocks Rollins with a hard lariat-sending him into the first row. He climbs over the railing, smashing a fans beverage in the face of the Hybrid Champion. He throws Rollins back over the railing, and the fans boo loudly. He climbs back over, and is caught with a pele style kick from the champion, sending him reeling. Rollins gets to his feet-and catches a charging Boyd with a hip toss, dropping him on the concrete floor. He yells to the crowd, and slides him back into the ring as the ref finally rings the bell.]
Chris: Jacob Rollins is here for a fight!
Ricky: Too bad our wonderful Network Executive pulled this from the main event.
[Rollins springs off the ropes-catching Boyd with a diving lariat. He quickly follows it up with a cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!
He lifts up Boyd again, and shoots him into the ropes. Boyd blocks it and delivers a heavy spine buster. He follows it up with an elbow across the chest, and a quick cover:
ONE!
TWO!--KICKOUT!
Rollins holds his ribs, as Boyd lifts him up onto his shoulders, dropping him across the knees with a gut buster. The crowd boos loudly as he punts the champion in the ribs. He makes a cut throat motion, and lifts him up. He kicks him in the gut, and drops him with a curtain call as the crowd boo's loudly. He rolls Rollins over:
ONE!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!!!
The bell rings as Tyler Boyd stands up, and holds his hands in victory.]
Alexis Lace: Your winner...Tyler...Boyd!!
Chris: The injuries sustained in that car accident just couldn't keep up with Tyler Boyd tonight.
Ricky: He was able to hand Jacob Rollins his first singles loss...
[Boyd smirks and heads up the ramp, passing Hayes on the way.]
WINNER: Tyler Boyd
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Making A Main Event
Hayes: see what happens to friends of Pariah? They get taken out! Which is why-next week..right here on Adrenaline. Those infectious degenerates known as the Hollywood Boyz will defend their tag team titles..against Tyler Boyd and Dazz!!!
Chris: WHAT?!
Crowd: THB!
Crowd: FTS!
Crowd: THB!
Crowd: FTS!
Crowd: THB!
Crowd: FTS!
Hayes: So with that said...lets enjoy our MAIN EVENT!!!
[Suddenly, James Silkk comes up from behind Hayes, and drops him on the stage with the skull crushing finale. The fans EXPLODE with cheers. He stands over a fallen Executive as the fans ring out a "Welcome Back" chant.]
Chris: What are Silkk's motives?
Ricky: I have no idea! First Ojeda, now Hayes?
[The fans boo as Ojeda attacks Silkk from behind.]
Chris: Speak of the devil....
[Ojeda and Silkk brawl to the ringside area. Silkk ducks a lariat, and grabs his arm, dropping him again with a skull crushing finale. Hayes grabs his mic again.]
Hayes: Silkk! Silkk! You mother[BLEEP]er. You want a fight. Next week, you and your little friend Pariah, can take on my World Champion-John Ojeda...and his number one contender Tweeder!
Ricky: WHAT!!!?!?!
[Silkk smirks as "Black" by Sevendust reprises as we fade out.]
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MAIN EVENT
PWX Evolution Championship Match:
John Duke © vs Mr. RottenTreats[/b]
The bell rings and the fans cheer loudly. The two lock up-and Duke blocks a side headlock attempt by Rottentreats. He lifts him up-and spills him out of the ring over the ropes. Duke falls in the ring, and Treats lands on the floor. Both men get to their feet and by the time RottenTreats makes it in the ring Duke is already up on his feet. . Duke and RottenTreats exchange right hands back and forth. But RottenTreats starts to win out, and whips Duke into the ropes. Duke comes back, and gets a stuff kick in the gut. While doubled over, RottenTreats hits Duke with a swinging neck breaker that takes Duke off his feet. But Duke doesn’t stay down for long, and is back on his feet, sending hard chops to RottenTreats chest. RottenTreats gets backed up into a corner, and Duke attempts to whip him into the opposite corner. But RottenTreats reverses, and Duke goes chest first into the turn buckle. RottenTreats takes off and clotheslines Duke from behind, driving him further into the turnbuckle. Chris: The Wicked Clown has the Sheriff in a bad way right now. As Duke is trying to catch his breath, but RottenTreats keeps up with thepunishment, grabbing Duke from behind and delivering a hard belly to back suplex. RottenTreats looks to take advantage and picks up Duke. But Duke starts to fight back, sending closed fists to the gut of RottenTreats, who starts to back off, and Duke bounces off the ropes, and takes out RottenTreats with a short arm clothesline. RottenTreats pulls himself up, but is taken down again with a drop toe hold and Duke applies a headlock. Chris: Don’t look now but Duke is in control.
Ricky: This has been a hard fight from the bell. Duke has the headlock on tight, but that doesn’t stop RottenTreats from trying to fight out of it. But Duke keeps it tight, and RottenTreats is only able to get to one knee. He throws wild elbows in hopes of loosening Duke’s hold. Finally RottenTreats has made it to his feet and pushes Duke off and into the ropes. After bouncing off the ropes Duke gets a stiff drop kick that almost sends him out of the ring. But he gets on the apron, and RottenTreats is looking to send him flying. But Duke grabs a hold of RottenTreats and hits him with the guillotine, forcing RottenTreats throat to be pulled into the ropes. Ricky: Nice shot by Duke to take advantage of the situation he’s in. Chris: He’s doing everything in his power to get this win. As RottenTreats lays in the middle of the ring, holding his throat, and Duke gets back on the ring apron, and goes up top. He stays their until RottenTreats makes his way back to his feet, his back turned to Duke. Ricky: Looks to me like Duke is going for a high risk maneuver. Just when RottenTreats is close enough, Duke takes of, but RottenTreats turns around at the right moment, and sends a hard right to the gut of Duke, causing him to flip over, and land square in the ring. RottenTreats wastes no time sending a few kicks to the head and body, weakening the will of Duke. RottenTreats again pick’s up Duke and dropping him with a scoop slam, and then hitting a big leg drop. RottenTreats goes for the pin.
Chris: This could be it!
Ricky: New champ?
One Two Kickout. Ricky: RottenTreats is going to need more then that to get the pin!
Chris: I agree! Duke starts to make his way up, just as RottenTreats wants. RottenTreats goes for a grapple but Duke escapes it, and grabs RottenTreats from behind. He attempts a German Suplex but RottenTreats wraps his leg around Duke’s leg, preventing the grapple. Duke sends a few forearm shots to the back of RottenTreats’s skull, and attempts the German Suplex again. But RottenTreats grabs a hold of the ropes, preventing the Suplex once again, and sends a mull kick right in-between the legs of Duke. The Ref warns RottenTreats that another shot like that could be a DQ. But RottenTreats refuses to listen, and picks Duke up, hitting him with a fishermen’s Suplex, going for the pin. One Two Th....Kickout. Chris: Not enough. RottenTreats looks pissed as he grabs Duke up again, throwing him into the turnbuckle. RottenTreats takes out his frustration by sending several shots to the body of Duke. Just when it looks like Duke has taken enough, RottenTreats pulls him up on top of the turnbuckle. Ricky: This might be it right here.
[Treats steps back, and gets a boot to the face of Duke, who smashes him with a double axe handle. He yells at him, and lifts him up-shooting him into the ropes and coming back with a hard flapjack slam. He runs the ropes, and delivers a boot to the face-nearly taking the Wicked Clowns head off! He lifts him up, and delivers a gut wrench bomb-before rolling into a pin:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
TH--KICKOUT!
Duke yells at the ref, before picking him up and shoving him into the ropes. He delivers a hard chop, followed by a knee to the ribs. He lifts up Treats, and drops him with The Long Trail as the crowd pops mildly.]
Ricky: That has to be it!
[He rolls Treats into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREEE!!!!
The bell rings as the ref raises Dukes arm.]
WINNER: John Duke
[He holds Duke's arm up, and hands him the Evo Title. After a minute of celebration, he helps Treats to his feet, and offers him a handshake. The Wicked Clown accepts the offer from The Sheriff, and the show fades to credits.]
Chris: What a main event!
Ricky: Don't forget about next week! The First Family is back in action!?
Chris: Plus a huge Tag Team Match-Boyd and Dazz against The Hollywood Boyz!
© 2005-2012 PWX Entertainment LLC
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Adrenaline 5: The Fallout
Wednesday, August 1st 2012
The Collesium
Evansville, Indiana
PREVIOUSLY ON PRO WRESTLING X...
Who walked away from the Seventh Circle, with the PWX World Championship?
[Footage from the Seventh Circle match plays. Showing Pariah and Ojeda killing each other]
[Shots from Rollins vs Cross is shown]
Was Jacob Rollins able to maintain dominance over the rising Kayla Cross?
[Footage of Wright and Duke grappling is shown, as well as Norcia being taken out by Aries]
Who Survived to become the new Evolution Champion?
[Shots of Darin Zion and Brian Hollywood teaming up are shown]
What does the return of The Hollywood Boyz mean for Darrell Hayes? Find out tonight..only on ADRENALINE!
[The opening pyro goes off as "Last Man Standing" echoes across the Evansville Coliseum. The crowd roars as the cameras swing around the arena.]
Chris Caudill: Welcome to PWX Adrenaline! We are LIVE from the Coliseum in Evansville Indiana, a hot bed of pro wrestling tradition!
Ricky Cravate: and tonight, we'll break tradition, and Evolve!
Chris Caudill: Thats right, you can follow the action on Twitter, following PWXonline, and the hashtag #ADR5
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The Ultraviolent Era Begins
[The announcers are cut off by "Funeral Hymn" by Exodus as the fans boo loudly. John Ojeda steps out on the ramp. He slowly walks down to the ring, despite being bandaged up; there is an unmistakable smile on his face. He carries the PWX World Championship with pride and rolls into the ring. He hops to his feet as the music dies and grabs a microphone from Alexis Lace.]
John Ojeda: Destiny is bullshit!
Crowd: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
[The crowd chants wildly and claps along. Ojeda gets comfortable in the corner and laughs a little bit.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, I thought I might get a little bit of that. But I don't really care, because I did exactly what the hell I said I was going to do. John Pariah talked for a whole month. John Pariah dogged me and tried to wear me down; but none of that could stop me. None of that could break the machine down. He gave me everything he had and he didn't have enough to put me down. I walked away the PWX World Champion. Your PWX World Champion.
[The crowd boos loudly and starts it's chants all over again.]
John Ojeda: I can wait.
[The crowd flips out again and starts to throw popcorn and sodas.]
John Ojeda: I've done just about everything in this god damn company, and I'm going to continue to do what I do best around here. This is my fucking belt, and anyone that thinks they're taking it from me is sadly mistaken. Anyone that thinks I'm not the most dominate person in this business right now is out of their mind. And anyone that thinks PWX is worse off because I'm the champion... you can suck my fucking di....
[Suddenly Ojeda is cut off by a loud reversed guitar intro-and strobe lights circling the arena. The fans cheer as the classic Sevendust song, "Black" hits the PA System-and a tribal dragon logo is shown on the tron.]
voices call, they call out my name
they say I'm different well I'm not the same
you say you want
to be like me
well boy let me tell you,
you didn't know what I've seen.
[The fans cheer as the familiar former NXTGN Champion, James Silkk steps out onto the stage, wearing a brand new Affliction SILKK t-shirt. He puts his sunglasses on his collar, and walks down the ramp.]
Crowd: WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!
[Silkk circles the ring, greeting fans at ringside, before grabbing a mic and sliding into the ring. He poses on the ropes for a few moments, as his music fades out.]
Crowd: ABSTRACT! ABSTRACT! ABSTRACT!
[Silkk paces around the ring, not saying a word. He stops-and glances at Ojeda, who is still flapping his jaw-almost taunting Silkk. He shakes his head, and goes to turn away from him, before suddenly springing to life and planting a super kick right on the jaw of the World Champion.]
Chris: HOLY SHIT!
[Silkk goes on the attack, delivering a flurry of shots to the head of Ojeda. He picks him up-and goes to shoot him into the ropes. Ojeda blocks it and tries to take his head off with a lariat, but The Abstract ducks and quickly drops Ojeda with a skull crushing finale on the World Title belt. The fans cheer as he stands over Ojeda-and raises his arm in the air. He looks at the ramp and see's Tweeder running down to the ring. He quickly slides under the ropes, and heads around the ring and back up the ramp, as Tweeder checks on the new World Champion-and his Full Throttle opponent.]
Ricky: What the hell was that about?
["Black" reprises as Silkk poses on the stage, yelling "Payback Ojeda! It's just beginning!" as we fade to commercial.]
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Singles Match:
Chaos vs Jackson Ford
[The bell rings as Chaos and Ford stare each other down. The ref orders them to shake hands, and neither men agree. They lock up, and Chaos immediatly goes on the attack, delivering a hard knee strike-followed by an alternation of uppercuts and cross chops. He eventually forces Ford into the corner, and shoots him across the ring. He follows up with a hard splash, and than a bulldog-dragging Ford face first to the mat.]
Ricky: Chaos seems to have a fire lit under his ass tonight.
Chris: I like it! Chaos needs a win here to stay in the good graces of PWX Management!
Ricky: Isn't he friends with Pariah?
Chris: Well as you know-Pariah isnt here.
[Chaos lifts up Ford, and shoots him into the ropes again-telegraphing a backdrop. Ford quickly drops him with a DDT, and floats over into the cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!]
Chris: Jackson Ford was hoping the pure shock of that move would hold Chaos down.
Ricky: I knew it wouldn't!
[Ford picks him up, and quickly shoots him into the ropes, dropping him with a huge samoan drop. He quickly follows up with a trio of elbows across the sternum, forcing the air out of Chaos. He picks up his head, and delivers a hard kick to the back of it, before throwing it down and going for another cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!
Ford picks him up, and shoots him into the ropes again, but Chaos counters it-and drops him with a huge spinebuster. He yells to the crowd, and waits for Ford to get up. He cuts Ford in half with a barbaric spear, folding the newcomer up like an acordian. He rolls him into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!
The bell rings as Chaos' music reprises.]
Alexis Lace: Your winner...CHAOS!!
WINNER: CHAOS
[The fans have a mixed reaction, as Chaos rolls to the floor and heads up the ramp. Fade out.]
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The Champ Speaks
Outside the arena, “The Sheriff” John Duke signs a toy Evolution belt for a young fan with his cousin Vinny at his side. They sit at a simple folding table set up right outside the arena, with a fair-sized crowd of fans who wait patiently for their turn.
“There you go son,” he remarks as he hands the plastic belt over to the young man with a wink. “Don’t forget to play fair and be honest. What goes around comes around and as long as you do good, good will ultimately be done to you.”
“Thanks champ!” The boy chuckles as runs off to show his new collectible to his parents, who greet him with smiles.
“Well, I guess that’s all we have time for today,” John states as he tries to massage the soreness from his right hand.
“I think we got time for just one more, cuz,” Vinny says with a Cheshire grin. John looks up to see the next person in line.
“Mr. Hayes?!” John barks, caught completely unaware by the executive’s appearance. “What are you doing out here?”
“I’m a big fan, Mr. Duke,” Darrell Hayes states with a smirk. “And I’ve got a special autograph I need from you.” He slips a packet of papers onto the table.
“What is this?” Duke inquires as he looks over the document.
“It’s a clause for your new contract, John.” Hayes explains. “It’s got some special privileges lined up just for you. See, the network strongly approves the direction you offer to take the federation in. We intend to back you one-hundred percent, and this is the gift we offer to do that with.”
“I don’t know,” John grumbles as he deliberates the decision in his head.
“Don’t worry, Sheriff. You don’t have to sign it today. Sleep on it for a while, take however long you need. The offer will still stand, at least as long as your current contract holds.” Hayes turns to leave, but stops and looks back to offer one final statement. “We really hope that you decide to stick around, John, no matter what happens with your match tonight. The network feels it would be a serious loss to the company, and even the industry, to lose a talented individual like yourself.”
The executive takes his leave as “The Sheriff” pours over the document with a look of discretion on his face.
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Singles Match:
Jason Aries vs Raito Shiba
The fans cheer as Aries and Shiba face off in the ring. The ref requests a handshake, and the two oblige and the bell rings.
Chris: These two are two of PWX's brightest stars.
Ricky: Really? Raito a bright star? He's pretty much fizzled out.
Chris: He has the chance here to redeem himself, and keep his spot on the PWX Roster.
Ricky: While Jason Aries, is looking to get back into Title Contention!
The match starts out quick as Aries goes looking, and connects with a mid level kick to Raito. The shot takes Raito off balance, but as Aries tries for another kick, Raito grabs a hold of his leg and pulls his down to the ground. Aries is now on the ground as Raito is looking for a quick elbow drop. But Aries is to quick as she rolls out of the way, avoiding the elbow. Raito starts to make his way up but Aries is right thise with a quick drop kick that takes Raito into the turnbuckle. Aries is up quickly and sends a few shots to the face of Raito, and is then looking for an elbow. But Raito catches Aries?s arm and yanks his around so that she is now in the turnbuckle. Raito is quick to give Aries a few kicks to the gut and then he whips his into the opposite turnbuckle. He runs towards his, and gets a big clothesline that sandwhiches his inbetween the turnbuckles. Aries drops to one knee, obvousisly taken back by the hard blow. Raito wastes no time grabbing a hold of his and takes his back down to the ground with a gutrench power slam.
Chris: This isn't looking good for Aries right now, Raito has him grounded.
Raito picks up Aries and gives his a few chops to the chest, and then backs up, looking for a big standing clothesline. But Aries ducks under it, and jumps up high to hook in a Hurricanranna. Raito has now been throwin into the middle of the ring, and he's starting to get up. Aries runs up to the ropes and lionsults off the middle rope, looking to take out Raito. But hecatches Aries in mid air and runs into the turnbuckle, driving Aries's back hard into the corner. Raito steps out, and now lifts Aries high in the air for what looks like a Military press. But Aries wiggles enough so that she is able to fall behind Raito and she goes for a quick small package.
One
T...kick out
Ricky: And the sneaky pin is not enough.
Chris: I dont think thats the real issue right here. Aries has just put Raito on the defense so now he is able to gain up some speed and momentum. Good plan by Aries.
Aries is up now as Raito is trying to make it to his feet. Aries sends a few kicks to his gut, wearing him down before he totally makes it to his feet. Aries drops down and gives Raito a fire mans carry drop and follows up with a back flip, landing right on top of Raito. But she doesnt go for the pin. Instead she picks him up and locks up him into a DDT position. But Aries backs up and stands on the second rope and hits Raito with a Tornado DDT. The shot looks like it has taken both of them out as they both lay on the ground
Chris: A very unorthodox style from both men tonight!
Ricky: They both have the world to gain. Raito keeps a job and a green card. Aries moves up the ranks!
Raito is the first one to make his way up, and Aries is quick to follow. But Raito has the upper hand as she grabs a hold of Aries, putting him in a suplex position. But Aries counters, lifting thim high into the air, and then drops his face first. Raito looks to be in pain as Aries quickly rushes in with a hard kick to the chest that sends Raito up to his feet, and allows Aries to hook a big double arm DDT, taking him down to the ground. Aries goes for the pin.
One
Two
T....kick out.
Ricky: After a surpsising showing from The Gold Dragon, Aries is back in this!
Chris: Aries came within second of becoming Evolution Champion. You know he wants to be there again!
Aries grabs a hold of Raito's hair, and pulls his up only to get his for a a shot for his troubles. Raito shoots him into the ropes. Aries springs off the ropes, and catches Ratio with a tornado DDT as the crowd pops loudly. He quickly rolls Raito into the cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREEE!!!!
The bell rings as Jason Aries holds his hands up high.]
Chris: Impressive win for the Phenom of PWX!
WINNER: Jason Aries
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Title Contention
‘No hope=No fear’ plays and out walks Tweeder to the ring.
Right, I have no idea why I wasn’t booked tonight, but I felt why the hell not make an appearance. I’ll cut straight to the chase. I know New Frontiers will be hard to top, but why the hell not have a Tower of Doom match? The concept is simple: You have 3 cages on top of each other, weapons and the kitchen sink inside. Here is the catch, you have to start from the top and work your way down. People want something innovative, why not the Tower of Doom? I’m sure the network can afford it since they like to air about a hundred commercials of Roller Jam and some for the lame excuse known as reality TV. Hayes, you never did give me a damn answer so I am making it for you. Get you credit and debit card out, hand over your cash, sign a check if you still use a check book, and get ready for a massive bill. Hell I’ll even start an online petition to get the ball rolling if it makes things any easier.
Ojeda, I can tell you what I am not going to do. I am not going to do a Pariah and week after week get involved with your affairs. What is the point of all that? If I am going to face someone, I want them completely focused and not be an accident waiting to happen because when they turn around, they walk straight into a wall. I want you at your best so I can say I faced the best and beat the best.
I can promise you though I will bring everything I have to take the PWX World title off you. Ladders, tables, chairs, barb wire, and anything else I can get my hands on will be used. There will be blood spilled and damn the man if they think that will change at all. I know we have a bit of history, but I think it is rather ironic that the same people who held in contempt are the very same ones who are treading water in an attempt to survive. This is where the nay sayers are going to be proven wrong and I define my legacy.
Tweeder tosses the mic down and exits the ring.
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Non Title Match:
John Ojeda vs Michael James Norcia
[The scene fades in from commercial, with Norcia and Ojeda brawling in the ring.]
Chris: Welcome back to Adrenaline folks! We are underway with our next match...and The PWX WOrld Champion John Ojeda is brawling with Michael James Norcia!
[Norcia delivers a hard haymaker-sending Ojeda to the ropes. He runs at him, but Ojeda quickly lifts Norcia over, and drops him on the apron below. He turns around, and immediately drives his elbow into the face of Norcia-sending him to the floor.]
Ricky: Shades of his older brother there...
Chris: Too bad it won't be enough.
[Ojeda goes to the floor, and grabs a chair. He yells at the camera "Silkk wants to fuck with me? Didn't he see what I did to his brother last week?" as he turns around, and cracks the chair over Norcia's back.]
Chris: Darrell Hayes made this match a No DQ Match during the break!
[Ojeda grabs Norcia and wedges his neck between the parts of the chair-and shoves I'm into the ring post, taking the air from his lungs and throat. He pulls the chair off Norcia, and throws him back in to the ring. He slides back into the ring, and lifts him up-dropping him with a hard cradle piledriver onto the chair. He rolls Norcia over into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings as he rolls to the floor and grabs his belt.]
Ojeda: Silkk....bitch...I'm not playing with you. As far as Tweeder goes. He's my best friend-and I'm still going to kick his ass in at Full Throttle.
[He heads up the ramp, as EMTs put Norcia on a stretcher and roll him up the ramp. Fade to black.]
WINNER: John Ojeda
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[The show cuts to outside of the rear entrance of the building, where a long black stretch Lincoln Navigator limo slowly pulls to a stop. The driver quickly exits the vehicle and swings around to the passenger side, making his way to the rear door. He opens it up, and former PWX Champion Dazz steps out wearing a pair of tan leather boots, baggy Ecko Unlimited jeans, and a San Francisco Giants’ Matt Cain jersey on. Following him out of the car is Kirsta Lewis, and then finally “The Main Attraction” Tyler Boyd – both of them also in street clothes. Just as the three of them collectively head for the door to the building, it swings open and Network Executive Darrell Hayes comes storming out of the building.]
Hayes: It’s about damn time you got here!
[Boyd raises his eyebrows, seemingly caught off guard, while Dazz and Kirsta both look confused.]
Boyd: Hold up there, chief. What do you have your panties in a bunch over?
[Hayes gives Boyd a dirty look, and keeps his eyes narrowed.]
Hayes: Just why wasn’t I informed of the situation that led to the events in your match last week? You played me, Boyd!
[Boyd just laughs, as Dazz chimed in.]
Dazz: Like you ain’t used to that shit…
Hayes: Was I talking to you?
[Dazz takes a step towards Hayes and narrows his eyes.]
Dazz: No, but you are now, bitch.
[Hayes takes a step back and looks like he’s fighting back the urge to piss his pants. Boyd holds up his hand in Dazz’s direction, motioning for him to back down.]
Boyd: Easy, fellas. Look, Hayes. All I can say is…welcome to professional wrestling. If you can’t handle just being the pawn in a bigger game from time to time, then go find some kiddy cartoon network to work for. Everything about it was “need to know,” and frankly, you didn’t need to know anything other than the fact that I wanted a match with Dazz at New Frontiers. And I got it. End of story. I didn’t play you, so get the hell off my nuts, pal.
[Hayes’ eyes grow wide and he suddenly looks angry.]
Hayes: Just who in the hell do you think you are? You used MY first ever pay per view event for some personal grudge!
Boyd: Hey, that was GREAT television!
[Boyd smiles playfully, knowing that he’s just throwing fuel on the fire.]
Hayes: The fans deserved to see a winner! You took something away from the show, damn it!
[Boyd slowly loses his grin, and steps up right into Hayes’ face.]
Boyd: Maybe. But I also took something BAD away from the world as a whole. I’ll take that trade any day of the week. Besides, I don’t know what this puffing your chest nonsense is all about. If you were THAT mad about it, and I hurt your precious pay per view THAT much….
[Boyd gently slaps Hayes’ cheek a couple times.]
Boyd: You wouldn’t have me in the Main Event tonight.
Hayes: And what if I didn’t book it?
Boyd: Then you’d have changed it. You don’t think I know your type, Darrell? This little tirade of yours? You just need to feel like you’re in control. Well get used to NOT being in control – at least not of me. You may have signed me back to PWX, but the only people I’m accountable to in any way, shape or form to are standing right here next to me. Now if you’ll excuse me…
[Boyd pushes by Hayes hard with his shoulder.]
Boyd: I have a main event to get ready for.
[He takes Kirsta by the hand, as Dazz opens the door for them, then follows them in, letting the door slam behind him. Hayes is left standing outside the building, hands on his hips, looking frustrated.]
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Singles Match:
Kirsta Lewis vs Cameron Harkness
Both Kirsta and Cameron are in the ring. Cameron is the first to strike, grabbing Kirsta before she can move away, and whips her into the ropes. Cameron doubles over, looking for a back body drop. But Kirsta grabs a hold of the ropes, and doesnt bounce back towards Cameron. He looks up, and instead of Kirsta bouncing towards him, she is now running towards him and hits him with a drop kick. Cameron bounces off the ropes and Kirsta takes him down with a drop toe hold, while still on the ground. Kirsta doesnt miss a beat. She gets on top of Cameron and puts him in a choke hold. But Cameron starts to stand up, and she moves it to a side head lock. Cameron pushes Kirsta off him, chest first into the turnbuckle. Kirsta's back is towards Cameron as he takes her down with a Russian leg sweep.
Chris: Kirsta and Cameron sure are going at it..
Ricky: You have to believe that Kirsta wants a shot at the World Title, and Cameron is looking to move up the ranks-after his impressive win at New Frontiers!
Cameron is quick to get up with the leg drop, hitting Kirsta square in the middle of the chest. Cameron backs up and bounces off the ropes, looking for another leg drop. But Kirsta rolls out of the way this time, and Cameron gets nothing but the mat. In a seated position now, Kirsta hits Cameron with a flipping neck breaker, that puts them both on their backs. Kirsta grabs a hold of Cameron and puts in him a suplex position. She tries to lift him up, but its to much. Cameron picks Kirsta up and drops her chest first on the ropes, just dangling there. Cameron backs up, looking for an opportunity for a big clothesline. He takes off, Kirsta still just dangling there. But she gets off the ropes at the last minute and pulls them down, sending Cameron up and over the top ropes. He tries to pull himself off, but Kirsta jumps on the second rope, and moonsults right on top of Cameron.
Ricky: And this is the style that Kirsta is famous for. No fear of any moves.
Chris: And she does it well. She reminds me of an acrobate in that ring. Some of the things she can force her body to do is amazing.
Kirsta starts to make her way up, and grabs a hold of Cameron. She lifts him up half way and sends a club to his back, dropping him to one knee. Kirsta hooks Cameron up in what looks like a DDT position. But Cameron starts to fight out of it, sending a right hand to the gut of Kirsta, and then drives her back into the stairs, causing her to loosen up her grip on Cameron who sends a few chops to her chest. The ref has gotten to a seven count, and Cameron rolls back in the ring, and pulls Kirsta back in with him. He grabs a hold of her, and drops her with a quick snap suplex and then climbs up to the second rope.
Ricky: Cameron?s going on that second rope, looking to add some punishment to Kirsta .
Cameron takes off, and hits a hard elbow to the chest of Kirsta . Cameron goes for the pin.
One
Two.
T...kick out
Chris: Not enough for Wrestlings Superpower to get the win.
Cameron picks up Kirsta , and puts her upside down on the turnbuckle in a tree of whoa. Cameron backs up, and takes a sprinting start, looking to hit her with a baseball slide. But Kirsta raises herself up, and Cameron slides right into the metal part of the turnbuckle. Kirsta undoes her legs in the turnbuckle, and lands on the outside. She grabs a hold of Cameron?s legs and pulls hard, driving the family jewels into the post.
Ricky::: Now that's going to leave a mark.
Chris: Cameron is in a bad way right now.
Kirsta is up as she climbs up on the top rope and drops down with a double foot drop right on Camerons chest. He looks to be hurt as she grabs him by the head, looking for a DDT. and plants him head first. She goes up to the top rope-and delivers a huge frog splash, hooking the leg of Cameron Harkness!
One
Two
Three!
Ricky: Kirsta with the win!
[The fans boo as Kirsta Lewis rolls to the floor smiling.]
Winner: Kirsta Lewis
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Who's Missing from the Party?
[The camera comes on in John Ojeda's dressing room. Ojeda is sitting on a couch, watching the show on a monitor, with a case of beer sitting at the edge of the table. He pulls out another beer, cracks it open, and drains it down his throat in a few gulps. He shifts the title as it sits on his chest. Marissa Stamm is sitting next to him, with a glass of something pink and fruity in her hand.]
John Ojeda: It's nice having twelve pounds of gold in my possession. This thing is worth a fucking fortune.
Marissa Stamm: Just call me glad that I'm not the one worrying about taking it from you. There are more fun ways for you to pin me.
[Marissa takes a sip from her drink and makes a face, leaning across John to set it on the table and grab one of his beers. She brushes her fingers first across the belt and then his chest as she settles back down.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, better I get some time off before I have to actually do that again. I'm glad Norcia's little brother was an easy roll this week.
Marissa Stamm: You get fed some nobody and I don't even get booked, think they just don't know what to do with us?
John Ojeda: Oh no, the network is protecting its investments. Star power, darling.
Marissa Stamm: Star power? And here I thought you told me those days were over once I gave up that Hollywood, sham bullshit..
John Ojeda: Yeah, but the network don't see it that way. They see us as selling to middle America, because they hate their bosses and so do we.
Marissa Stamm: Makes it hard to miss being my own boss.
[She cracks the beer and sips from it as she drapes her legs across his lap.]
Marissa Stamm: I'm still coming for it, one of these days. But you and Tweeder can fight over it like little boys with toys for now.
[John laughs, grabs another beer, and sinks into the couch a little more.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, well... ain't going to be much of a fight. It's my toy anyway.
Marissa Stamm: What, not gonna address my threat?
[Marissa pushes herself up and slides across the couch to straddle him, sitting up on her knees.]
Marissa Stamm: Because, it's been a while since I've had some gold of my own, and.. I can't say it wouldn't be nice.
[John looks up at her with a smirk and shakes his head.]
John Ojeda: Yeah, well, you're not getting this one as easily as you got the last one. Great hummer or not.
Marissa Stamm: See, that's what you're saying now.. But, I think last time you said you weren't going to think with that head either..
John Ojeda: Yeah yeah... this one is special. I worked too hard to get it back... no one is taking this damn thing after the kenzans. You watched them pull them out of my head last week. I earned this one. It wasn't a joke.
Marissa Stamm: Guess we'll just have to see what happens.
[Marissa downs what's left of her beer, tosses it behind her and swings herself down across the couch, lying back with her legs across John's lap again.]
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Non Title:
Tyler Boyd vs Jacob Rollins
[The lights flicker as "Like A Boss" by Lonely Island hits the PA System, and Darrell Hayes steps out onto the stage. The fans boo loudly as his music dies down, and he holds up a microphone.]
Hayes: Tonight was the first night of the Hayes Regime. Your hero, John Pariah hasnt been seen nor heard from since Ojeda broke him in half last week-so it looks like I'M running the show! With that said, its time for one of our feature contests....Boyd vs Rollins!!
["Almost Famous" hits the PA System, and Tyler Boyd walks down to the ramp and slides into the ring.]
Hayes: Now, I understand your Hybrid Champion, Jacob Rollins was involved a little car accident earlier this week. Well guess what: I DONT CARE! I have enough bullshit to deal with-that Rollins driving record is of little to no concern. So ref, ring the bell!
[The ref looks confused for a minute.]
Hayes: I said ref...RING THE BELL! This match is happening now!
[The ref rings the bell, albeit-confused.]
Hayes: Now start counting!
[The ref sighs and begins a slow ten count-as if stalling to see if Rollins makes it.]
Hayes: This is my company now!
[Hayes laughs maniacally as the ref reaches 9..when suddenly "Empires" hits the PA System]
Chris: IT'S ON!
[THe fans roar as Jacob Rollins hits the stage, shoving his title in a shocked face of Darrell Hayes.]
Ricky: Here we go!
[Boyd meets him outside the ring, and the two exchange blows. Boyd throws a knee-into the bandaged ribs of the champion, and throws him into the railing. He steps back, and rocks Rollins with a hard lariat-sending him into the first row. He climbs over the railing, smashing a fans beverage in the face of the Hybrid Champion. He throws Rollins back over the railing, and the fans boo loudly. He climbs back over, and is caught with a pele style kick from the champion, sending him reeling. Rollins gets to his feet-and catches a charging Boyd with a hip toss, dropping him on the concrete floor. He yells to the crowd, and slides him back into the ring as the ref finally rings the bell.]
Chris: Jacob Rollins is here for a fight!
Ricky: Too bad our wonderful Network Executive pulled this from the main event.
[Rollins springs off the ropes-catching Boyd with a diving lariat. He quickly follows it up with a cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!
He lifts up Boyd again, and shoots him into the ropes. Boyd blocks it and delivers a heavy spine buster. He follows it up with an elbow across the chest, and a quick cover:
ONE!
TWO!--KICKOUT!
Rollins holds his ribs, as Boyd lifts him up onto his shoulders, dropping him across the knees with a gut buster. The crowd boos loudly as he punts the champion in the ribs. He makes a cut throat motion, and lifts him up. He kicks him in the gut, and drops him with a curtain call as the crowd boo's loudly. He rolls Rollins over:
ONE!
TWO!!!!
THREE!!!!!!
The bell rings as Tyler Boyd stands up, and holds his hands in victory.]
Alexis Lace: Your winner...Tyler...Boyd!!
Chris: The injuries sustained in that car accident just couldn't keep up with Tyler Boyd tonight.
Ricky: He was able to hand Jacob Rollins his first singles loss...
[Boyd smirks and heads up the ramp, passing Hayes on the way.]
WINNER: Tyler Boyd
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Making A Main Event
Hayes: see what happens to friends of Pariah? They get taken out! Which is why-next week..right here on Adrenaline. Those infectious degenerates known as the Hollywood Boyz will defend their tag team titles..against Tyler Boyd and Dazz!!!
Chris: WHAT?!
Crowd: THB!
Crowd: FTS!
Crowd: THB!
Crowd: FTS!
Crowd: THB!
Crowd: FTS!
Hayes: So with that said...lets enjoy our MAIN EVENT!!!
[Suddenly, James Silkk comes up from behind Hayes, and drops him on the stage with the skull crushing finale. The fans EXPLODE with cheers. He stands over a fallen Executive as the fans ring out a "Welcome Back" chant.]
Chris: What are Silkk's motives?
Ricky: I have no idea! First Ojeda, now Hayes?
[The fans boo as Ojeda attacks Silkk from behind.]
Chris: Speak of the devil....
[Ojeda and Silkk brawl to the ringside area. Silkk ducks a lariat, and grabs his arm, dropping him again with a skull crushing finale. Hayes grabs his mic again.]
Hayes: Silkk! Silkk! You mother[BLEEP]er. You want a fight. Next week, you and your little friend Pariah, can take on my World Champion-John Ojeda...and his number one contender Tweeder!
Ricky: WHAT!!!?!?!
[Silkk smirks as "Black" by Sevendust reprises as we fade out.]
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MAIN EVENT
PWX Evolution Championship Match:
John Duke © vs Mr. RottenTreats[/b]
The bell rings and the fans cheer loudly. The two lock up-and Duke blocks a side headlock attempt by Rottentreats. He lifts him up-and spills him out of the ring over the ropes. Duke falls in the ring, and Treats lands on the floor. Both men get to their feet and by the time RottenTreats makes it in the ring Duke is already up on his feet. . Duke and RottenTreats exchange right hands back and forth. But RottenTreats starts to win out, and whips Duke into the ropes. Duke comes back, and gets a stuff kick in the gut. While doubled over, RottenTreats hits Duke with a swinging neck breaker that takes Duke off his feet. But Duke doesn’t stay down for long, and is back on his feet, sending hard chops to RottenTreats chest. RottenTreats gets backed up into a corner, and Duke attempts to whip him into the opposite corner. But RottenTreats reverses, and Duke goes chest first into the turn buckle. RottenTreats takes off and clotheslines Duke from behind, driving him further into the turnbuckle. Chris: The Wicked Clown has the Sheriff in a bad way right now. As Duke is trying to catch his breath, but RottenTreats keeps up with thepunishment, grabbing Duke from behind and delivering a hard belly to back suplex. RottenTreats looks to take advantage and picks up Duke. But Duke starts to fight back, sending closed fists to the gut of RottenTreats, who starts to back off, and Duke bounces off the ropes, and takes out RottenTreats with a short arm clothesline. RottenTreats pulls himself up, but is taken down again with a drop toe hold and Duke applies a headlock. Chris: Don’t look now but Duke is in control.
Ricky: This has been a hard fight from the bell. Duke has the headlock on tight, but that doesn’t stop RottenTreats from trying to fight out of it. But Duke keeps it tight, and RottenTreats is only able to get to one knee. He throws wild elbows in hopes of loosening Duke’s hold. Finally RottenTreats has made it to his feet and pushes Duke off and into the ropes. After bouncing off the ropes Duke gets a stiff drop kick that almost sends him out of the ring. But he gets on the apron, and RottenTreats is looking to send him flying. But Duke grabs a hold of RottenTreats and hits him with the guillotine, forcing RottenTreats throat to be pulled into the ropes. Ricky: Nice shot by Duke to take advantage of the situation he’s in. Chris: He’s doing everything in his power to get this win. As RottenTreats lays in the middle of the ring, holding his throat, and Duke gets back on the ring apron, and goes up top. He stays their until RottenTreats makes his way back to his feet, his back turned to Duke. Ricky: Looks to me like Duke is going for a high risk maneuver. Just when RottenTreats is close enough, Duke takes of, but RottenTreats turns around at the right moment, and sends a hard right to the gut of Duke, causing him to flip over, and land square in the ring. RottenTreats wastes no time sending a few kicks to the head and body, weakening the will of Duke. RottenTreats again pick’s up Duke and dropping him with a scoop slam, and then hitting a big leg drop. RottenTreats goes for the pin.
Chris: This could be it!
Ricky: New champ?
One Two Kickout. Ricky: RottenTreats is going to need more then that to get the pin!
Chris: I agree! Duke starts to make his way up, just as RottenTreats wants. RottenTreats goes for a grapple but Duke escapes it, and grabs RottenTreats from behind. He attempts a German Suplex but RottenTreats wraps his leg around Duke’s leg, preventing the grapple. Duke sends a few forearm shots to the back of RottenTreats’s skull, and attempts the German Suplex again. But RottenTreats grabs a hold of the ropes, preventing the Suplex once again, and sends a mull kick right in-between the legs of Duke. The Ref warns RottenTreats that another shot like that could be a DQ. But RottenTreats refuses to listen, and picks Duke up, hitting him with a fishermen’s Suplex, going for the pin. One Two Th....Kickout. Chris: Not enough. RottenTreats looks pissed as he grabs Duke up again, throwing him into the turnbuckle. RottenTreats takes out his frustration by sending several shots to the body of Duke. Just when it looks like Duke has taken enough, RottenTreats pulls him up on top of the turnbuckle. Ricky: This might be it right here.
[Treats steps back, and gets a boot to the face of Duke, who smashes him with a double axe handle. He yells at him, and lifts him up-shooting him into the ropes and coming back with a hard flapjack slam. He runs the ropes, and delivers a boot to the face-nearly taking the Wicked Clowns head off! He lifts him up, and delivers a gut wrench bomb-before rolling into a pin:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
TH--KICKOUT!
Duke yells at the ref, before picking him up and shoving him into the ropes. He delivers a hard chop, followed by a knee to the ribs. He lifts up Treats, and drops him with The Long Trail as the crowd pops mildly.]
Ricky: That has to be it!
[He rolls Treats into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREEE!!!!
The bell rings as the ref raises Dukes arm.]
WINNER: John Duke
[He holds Duke's arm up, and hands him the Evo Title. After a minute of celebration, he helps Treats to his feet, and offers him a handshake. The Wicked Clown accepts the offer from The Sheriff, and the show fades to credits.]
Chris: What a main event!
Ricky: Don't forget about next week! The First Family is back in action!?
Chris: Plus a huge Tag Team Match-Boyd and Dazz against The Hollywood Boyz!
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