Post by PWXonline on Aug 27, 2012 13:50:12 GMT -5
Show Opener
Previously on Pro Wrestling X....
[Footage of Rollins and Duke kickstarting the show, followed by Rollins leaving the company]
What does the future hold for Jacob Rollins, and the PWX Hybrid Championship?
[Shots from Chaos vs Aries is shown, with Chaos raising his hand in victory]
The Weapon of Mass Destruction, Chaos continues his climb up the ranks. What will happen when he tangos with Marissa Stamm tonight?
[Footage of Silkk dropping Pariah with the Ghost Bullet Theory is shown.]
The First Family dissolved as The Abstract turned his back on his brother-feeding him to the wolves of Ojeda and Tweeder. What will happen tonight? Will Silkk explain his actions? PWX Adrenaline is now...
[The opening pyro shoots off, as Pop Evil's "Last Man Standing" echos throughout the venue.]
Chris Caudill: Pittsburgh, PA! WELCOME TO PRO WRESTLING X!
Ricky Cravate: We are LIVE from the Cost Sports Center here in Steel CIty!
Chris Caudill: The main event tonight, is Tyler Boyd and Number One Contender Tweeder. Who will walk out victorious tonight?
Ricky Cravate: But first...we have an Evolution----
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The Trending Topic
[Ricky Cravate is cut off by the lights flickering, a dark brooding synthetic piano is heard.]
"not a dream...its not a dream..."
[The tron shows a dark school room, and a little child playing a piano. The tune of "itsy bitsy spider" is played by her-before she looks at the camera. Her eyes are blacked out, and she utters "itsy bitsy spider...crawls in my mouth again...". Sudenly, "Spider in my Mouth" by FOZZY hits the PA system-and the words "Abstract" flash on the screen.]
Chris Caudill: It looks like we may get an answer from The Picaso of Professional Wrestling!
[The fans boo loudly as Silkk appears on the stage. He's wearing a pair of black leather pants, and a black jacket with no shirt. His hair is pulled back behind a bandana. He steps forward, and throws his head back and arms in a crucifix as a wall of pyro shoot up behind him. He smirks at the camera as he heads down the ramp. He climbs into the ring, and takes a microphone from Alexis Lace. The music dies out, and he stands in the middle of the ring.]
Crowd: Fuck You Silkk! Fuck You Silkk!
[He smiles-and points to the screen, which shows footage of what happened the previous week. We see Pariah ready to face off with Wrath and Tweeder, before getting dropped with the Ghost Bullet Theory by Silkk. The scene cuts back to the ring-where the crowd is booing even louder. Silkk smiles, and holds the microphone up to his mouth.]
Silkk: For the last two weeks, I've been more or less radio silent. I didn't say a word regarding my return to this company, my match last week where I teamed with my half brother John Pariah, or what I did afterwards-which is what you all just saw right there.
Crowd: Fuck You Silkk! *clap clap clapclapclap* Fuck You Silkk!
[He smirks, and begins to pace around the ring.]
Silkk: Now, I really don't think you dregs really DESERVE an explanation as to why I laid your hero out cold in the center of this ring. I don't feel Pariah is owed an explanation, because he already knows why! Now, I don't want you people to jump to conclusions, and think I'm just another one of Darrell Hayes' hired guns. Because I'm not. Not by any stretch of the imagination. You see, Darrell Hayes wanted to bring me in back at "American Dream"-and he wanted me to be the foundation the Hybrid Division was built around. Pariah lobbied for his new buddy Jacob Rollins, and he won out. Guess what John, where's your buddy now?
[The crowd boo's even more. A small "Rollins Sucks" chant breaks out.]
Silkk: But beyond that, Pariah didn't want me to come back to PWX. He gave them some bullshit excuse that I had found my calling with my band-and I wanted nothing to do with the wrestling industry. Than he turns around and calls me up for some shit hole indy show. Why didn't he want me to come back to PWX? After all, we'd be getting the band back together. The First Family would be rocking and rolling all over PWX-right? John as the World Champion-and me as the Hybrid Champion. Awesome right?
[He pauses, and gets a stoic look on his face.]
Silkk: Wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG! You see the placement there. My entire career-my supposed brother has tried to hold me down! He's tried to keep me at bay, so I don't outshine him. So the protege doesn't outshine the teacher. When he went and formed The Foundation in HOW, he went and got Hollywood, he got Zion, he got Belmont, he got Kostoff, he got Mark O-fucking-neal! Mark O'Neal had about as much to do with PWX as Hunter McKay did! Where was I? Nowhere! Pariah gets run out of HOW, and than after a year in the shadows-he rises and returns to wrestling, for WARPED. He enters the Elite Duos, and whose his partner? Me? No. Some punk kid named Jacob Rollins! Why?
[He pauses, and paces around the ring.]
Silkk: Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, WHY? Why John? Why leave me out? It's because I'm better than you John. You know, I know it, and apparently Darrell Hayes knows it-because he's the one who was smart enough to bring me back to PWX! Now Johnny boy, I know you're going to love this reference-but I'm tired of living in the shadow of the bat! I'm tired of being Nightwing to your Batman! Every time I've struck out on my own, I've been met with the response of "you,, you're just Pariah Jr. aren't you?" or "you're that guy Pariah trained!?" I am a former PWX NXTGN Champion, I am the Picaso of Pro Wrestling-and John Pariah-at Full Throttle, I'm going to be the man who does what nobody else could do. I'm going to break the bat. I'm going to dethrone the King of Wrestling. I'm going to crucify the Savior! Johm, two years ago-when Buzz broke your collar bone-you should of quit. Ten months later, when you were ran out of HOW, you should of quit. The entire first month of programming for this 'new season' of PWX should of been about me chasing the World Title. Not you! So brother dearest, I'm going to do what nobody else could do. At Full Throttle-I'm going to make you quit!
[The crowd pops a bit, not only for all the Batman references, but for the idea that Silkk and Pariah are going to clash at Full Throttle.]
Silkk: So save the date. August 29th. Mark your calenders-go online right now, download the Ticketmaster app on your fucking iPhone and buy your tickets-because finally, the Abstract, and the Archetype collide one on one. Full Throttle, New York City. John Pariah, There won't be a witty catchphrase to end this one-but mark my words-at Full Throttle, I will finally step out from the shadow of the bat, and I will make you utter those words..."I Quit."
[Silkk drops the mic as "Spider in my Mouth" reprises. He turns to the ramp, when his music is suddenly cut off by "Moving Forward" by As I Lay Dying.]
Ricky Cravate: We may not have to wait for Full Throttle!
[John Pariah steps out onto the stage, wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. He throws his sunglasses to the floor, and sprints down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and immediatly spears Silkk.]
Chris Caudill: ITS ON!
[Pariah lays down a flurry of shots. Silkk forces him off, and gets to his feet in the corner. Pariah runs at him again, but Silkk gets his feet up, catching him with a boot to the face. He quickly stomps on Pariah's head, before mounting him with a flurry of rights and lefts. Pariah forces him off and goes on the attack once more. The two exchange blows, before Silkk throws a haymaker, and Pariah lifts him up onto his shoulders. He signals for a Go 2 Sleep, when he looks at the ramp and see's Lillith Morgan standing there. Silkk rolls down his back, and quickly uses the distraction to drop Pariah with the Ghost Bullet Theory. He grabs the mic, after putting a pair of boots to him.]
Silkk: You see that, I know you do John. I'm not only going to cripple you...I'm not only going to break your bones, but I'm going to break your soul!
[He stomps his head again, as Lillith pulls a spool of razor wire out from under the ring. Silkk pulls Pariah onto the apron, and sits him up on his knees. He delivers a kick to the chest, before Lillith grabs his right arm and wraps it in razor wire-tying him to the ropes. Silkk ties his left arm up with the wire, as blood begins to pour from his arm. Silkk rips Pariah's shirt off, and wraps him in the wire-connecting him to the ropes. He hops off the apron, and pulls a kendo stick out from under the ring.]
Silkk: It's my time John. My chance to step from your shadow!
[Silkk cracks him in the chest with the kendo stick, forcing the razorwire into his flesh. Lillith ties his head to the ropes with razor wire, making a makeshift crown. She slaps him, and climbs out of the ring, joining The Abstract in front of him.]
Silkk: Systematically John, I will break you. Body, spirit, and soul...I will make you quit at Full Throttle-and I will claim your mantle. I'm the savior PWX needs, and I'm the savior PWX deserves....
[He drops the mic, as the camera pans over to a bloody and beaten Pariah. EMTs rush out as "Spider in my Mouth" reprises, and we fade to commercial.]
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Respect Our Conglomerate
"Most people might consider this...illegal..."
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is this?
Chris Caudill: No clue...but that chick's voice sounds hot!
[Her voice then transitions into the opening chorus of Busta Rhymes' "Respect My Conglomerate, as the lights go completely black in the arena and spotlights start circling around the inside of the building.]
"Since we are the best, and you agree with me, right...there's no need to debate...the way way we run shit, see we're kinda like the government...so just respect my conglomerate....just respect my conglomerate....just respect my conglomerate....just respect my conglomerate...just respect my conglomerate..."
[As Busta Rhymes' voice rings in the first verse, a large pyro explosion lights up the arena from the stage, and when the smoke clears, "The Main Attraction" Tyler Boyd is standing center stage, with Kirsta Lews to his left, and Dazz to his right, and Darrell Hayes right behind the three of them with a huge smile on his face. All three wrestlers are in street clothes, looking smug. The Pittsburgh crowd definitely doesn't appreciate the fact that Dazz is wearing a black Terrell Suggs Baltimore Ravens' jersey, as he tugs on the shoulder from the stage. After a few seconds, they make their way down the aisle towards the ringside area.]
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is this?
Chris Caudill: Looks like Hayes, Boyd, Kirsta and Dazz to me!
Ricky Cravate: Thanks captain obvious...you know what I meant. Darrell Hayes, network executive douchebag, and three of the cockiest, most egotistical wrestlers in that locker room!
Chris Cravate: Hey now, Boyd and Dazz haven't lost yet since returning to PWX, and Kirsta's been jacked around with a bunch of sideshow matches. But when she's been in there one on one with her opponents, she's been dominant too! They have every reason to be cocky!
Ricky Cravate: I'm not saying they're not talented. I'm saying they're...nevermind, I'm not going to bother arguing this one with you.
[The four reach the ring, and Boyd pulls himself up onto the apron by the second rope, and then reaches his hand down to Kirsta, helping her up before pulling open the middle and bottom rope for her, and then climbs in through the middle and top rope as Dazz walks up the ring steps and makes his way into the ring from the side as well. Hayes follows Dazz into the ring. The music dies down and a mic is handed through the ring ropes by a ringside crew member to Dazz, who snatches it out of his hand and scowls at him.]
Chris Caudill: Looks like we're about to hear from the former PWX Champion!
Dazz: So I've been back up in this bitch for a bit...and I'll be god damn honest. The whole idea behind me not fighting Pariah when he recalled my contract to come in and face Ojeda in his little pissing contest he was in the middle of was to come in...make a few appearances, and get the hell back out. I ain't got nuthin' left to prove in this damn business. I've held the World Title in every company I've ever wrestled for on a full time basis - and plenty of other straps along the way. You can punch my ticket into the god damn wrestling hall of fame right now, as far as I'm concerned.
[The crowd apparently doesn't appreciate Dazz's cockiness, as they certanly let him know about it. He lowers the mic and lets them quiet down with a smirk.]
Dazz: You think I give a damn if you cheer me or hate on me? This ain't about you...and this ain't even about me anymore. Now PWX has a real problem on their hands...they pissed off the wrong crew.
[Boyd and Kirsta both smile and nod, as Dazz has a focused look in his eyes, as they slowly scan around the crowd.]
Dazz: You see...going into Adrenaline last week...me and Ty here were told we were going to be having a tag team title match against The Hollywood Bitches...
Ricky Cravate: That's no way to talk about the tag team champions!
Chris Caudill: The champions that LOST to Dazz and Boyd just one week ago!
Dazz: But oh no...John Pariah couldn't have that. I know he's still bent about the fact that I won the damn PWX title years ago and vacated it practically immediately. He took that as a sign of disrespect...I get that. But I ain't here for that belt...I'll let these two worry about that strap now...
[He motions to PWX's power couple, Boyd and Kirsta.]
Dazz: That don't mean that if I'm promised something, I don't expect it to be god damn delivered! And what happened? Ty and I came right down to this ring, and we beat those little bitches Zion and Hollywood the same way we used to beat on them years ago. Ain't nuthin' changed 'round this bitch...you're still lookin' at the best damn wrestlers this business has to offer standing in the middle of this ring right now. And you SHOULD be looking at the PWX Tag Team Champions right now. But oh no...that's too scary for that little bitch Pariah. He knows that once we start collecting gold, his already slippin' power is gonna diminish even more...and Johnny-boy...
[Dazz pauses and smirks.]
Dazz: You're lookin' at an unstoppable force...and Ty here already proved a few weeks back that you sure as hell ain't an immovable object.
[The crowd lets out a huge round of boos again, but it doesn't phase the former champ at all.]
Dazz: Tonight, even more embarrassment is headed for Pariah and his ill advised decision making...tonight, Kirsta here will be leavin' this building tonight with that Evolution Championship. Tonight..."The Main Attraction" here is going to show each and every one of you that the #1 contender to the PWX Championship is a fraud who doesn't deserve that damn match at Full Throttle...
[Boyd smirks as he paces around the ring slowly, nodding his head in agreement.]
Dazz: Tonight...you WILL respect this conglomerate that we've built here!
[He lowers the mic as the crowd lets him have it, but he just laughs it off as he passes the mic to Kirsta.]
Ricky Cravate: Can you believe the ego of this guy?
Chris Caudill: It's DESERVED! That man beat both Brad Jackson AND Dylan Greenwood - two of the most dominant PWX Champions this company has ever seen!
[Kirsta lets the crowd die down again as she is now looking out to the crowd with the mic in her hand, and a sparkle in her eye.]
Kirsta Lewis: Hey you fucksticks I bet you never saw this coming. You should have, you really should have. After all first it was me and then Boyd who backed the network and Hayes. We aren't alone in that and again you should have seen it coming with that huge swerve over the Boyd and Dazz fight. You fools should have realized that we were up to something. Darrell Hayes sees that John Pariah is hellbent on running this place into the ground, and he knows that we're the best hope he's got of bringing this company back to legitimacy!
[Kirsta points to the network executive, who nods his head with a big smile, and gives a little symbolic applause.]
Ricky Cravate: You've got to be kidding me...if these three have Hayes completely in their back pocket, this could spell MAJOR trouble across the board!
Kirsta Lewis: You see, what you've got in front of you now is the most dominate faction that PWX has ever seen. Hell we are even better then the Illuminati ever was. We are going to do what ever we damn well want to and there won't be no stopping us. Boyd and me already were the most powerful couple there is or will be. There won't be any riding coat tails for any of us because alone we can all take care of business and you bloody well know it.
Chris Caudill: The lady makes a valid point!
Ricky Cravate: I think you and I have different definitions of the word "lady."
Kirsta Lewis: Talk your shit all you want to but you will come to respect us and if you don't. We will make sure that you do. For awhile now i have been fed up with how things are being done around here and its high time for a big change and your looking at it.
[The crowd's ire continues to grow.]
Kirsta Lewis: As far as whats going to go down here tonight...well I guess you're just going to have to keep your eyes open and your mouths shut. Tonight is the first step in making a change. That change comes tonight when I beat Duke for the Evolution Championship and I guarantee there will be more to come.
[The crowd DEFINITELY doesn't keep their mouths shut now, as she has to pause to let the angry roar of the crowd die down.]
Kirsta Lewis: Duke, you're history after tonight and I promise you'll be leaving the ring with some assistance. Be it on a stretcher or walking out with help. I have been telling you all for a long time now that I was tired and bored well now I'm Hyped to be working along side with Tyler Boyd and Dazz.
Chris Caudill: She HAS gotten a pretty raw deal since PWX has re-opened the doors!
Kirsta Lewis: You won't want to mess with The Conglomerate we've formed here. We're doing things OUR way now...so Pariah, as well as the rest of that locker room back there...watch your backs.
[The crowd once again erupts in boos, as Kirsta just smiles and passes the mic off to Boyd, who gives her a kiss on the lips before looking over to Dazz, who's now leaning up against the turnbuckles in the far corner, giving him a nod.]
Ricky Cravate: This is a straight up challenge to John Pariah's authority back in that locker room!
Chris Caudill: Absolutely it is!
[Boyd finally raises the mic slowly towards his mouth, with an evil grin on his face.]
Tyler Boyd: I've been saying it for years, now. Whether it was 2006...2007...2010...or right here in 2012...John Pariah fears ultimate star power. John Pariah FEARS not being the most important name to flash on people's screen week in and week out. Well John...sorry if this is a bit of a thorn in your side while you're having your little issues with Silkk...but the trouble he's bringing is going to seem like a walk in the god damn park by the time the three of us have accomplished what we've set out to. This really is your worst nightmare, John. And it all begins tonight...
Ricky Cravate: John Pariah doesn't fear any of them!
Tyler Boyd: You said it yourself when you so happily brought Dazz out and announced him as an opponent in the little "wear down the champ" game you were trying to play before New Frontiers. I believe you used a line that my former mentor...and current inmate PEP turned into a mantra for how he ran his business...
[He pauses and cocks his head as he looks up the aisle towards the backstage area.]
Tyler Boyd: Keep your friends close...but your enemies closer. Well you see that guy over there?
[He points to Dazz, still leaning up against the turnbuckles.]
Tyler Boyd: Once that man's your enemy...he's the one guy you do NOT want to keep close. You should have left well enough alone, John...hell, when you thought of the name "Dazz," you let your hatred for Ojeda blind you from making a logical decision. Bringing Dazz back to PWX is the equivilant of turning Ben Roethlisberger loose at a college bar...it was NEVER going to end well for you...
Ricky Cravate: Did he REALLY just go there?!?
Chris Caudill: *laughing* Yes...yes he did...*continues laughing*
CROWD: FUCK YOU BOYD!! FUCK YOU BOYD!! FUCK YOU BOYD!!
[Boyd just smirks.]
Tyler Boyd: Sorry...I don't think I'm his type. He only rapes young girls...
[The building can be felt vibrating to its core with the eruption of boos that the crowd unleashes, but the three wrestlers in the ring just laugh.]
Tyler Boyd: Tonight, there's a new order of power underway here in Pro Wrestling X. It starts with that beautiful woman of mine taking the Evolution Title away from that hack, John Duke...and it continues when I step into the ring later tonight against Tweeder...the so-called #1 contender for John Ojeda's title...and Darrell Hayes here to ensure that Pariah doesn't abuse his power to hold us back any longer!
Ricky Cravate: So-called? He IS the #1 contender!
Chris Caudill: And what if Boyd beats him? Then what will you be saying?
Ricky Cravate: With the roll Tweeder's been on, I'm not so sure Boyd's confidence is well placed!
Chris Caudill: BOYD HASN'T LOST SINCE RETURNING EITHER!
Tyler Boyd: It's time that John Pariah, and the rest of PWX, get a little wake up call. The eratic, nonsensical bookings...screwing the best tag team in the business out of a championship match that we were promised...putting a puppet in place as the #1 contender to the PWX Championship...it all comes to a screeching halt RIGHT NOW!
[The crowd still hasn't died down from the Roethlisberger remarks. Hayes continues lingering in the background, nodding his head in agreement with the former PWX Hybrid, Global Honored, and Tag Team Champion.]
Tyler Boyd: Kirsta was absolutely right! What you see in this ring may not be the largest faction of wrestlers PWX has ever seen, but it's definitely the most talented...most dangerous...and most of all...
[He pauses again as he shoots quick glances to the other two.]
Tyler Boyd: The most determined group that this company has ever seen, or ever WILL see again. There's a new pecking order in Pro Wrestling X - and the top of it does NOT include the names John Pariah...John Ojeda...Tweeder...we're taking what's rightfully ours. And like the song says...you WILL respect this Conglomerate! See you out here in a little bit, Tweeder...that is if you have the balls to even show up...."mate."
[Boyd tosses the mic down to the mat as the music begins to blast once more. Boyd and Dazz clasp hands and give each other a "man hug" as the crowd is relentless in showing their disdain for the group. Then Hayes shakes each of their hands before the four of them leave the ring and head up the aisle smirking at the crowd as they continue to berate them.]
Ricky Cravate: Love them or hate them, three of the toughest wrestlers this company has ever seen just came out here and made a big stand of solidarity, and they're backed by the network!!!
Chris Caudill: Unbelievable!
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PWX Evolution Championship Match:
Kirsta Lewis vs John Duke ©
[The match kicks off with John Duke walking out to the center of the ring, looking rather upset at the prospect of having to hit a woman. Kirsta takes no hesitation in hauling off and slugging John Duke in the jaw and staggering him a step. Kirsta unloads another six punches and then tosses Duke into the ropes. She steps forwards and nails Duke with the Hell's Bitch Kick. Duke goes down in a heap and Lewis dives on top of him for the pin.]
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[Duke kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: It doesn't look like John Duke wants to be in this match all that much?
Chris Claudill: He's an old fashioned guy Ricky. He has some moral integrity! He doesn't want to hit a woman.
Ricky Cravate: That's just dumb in this sport Chris. Cuz she's damn sure hitting him!
Chris Claudill: Ohh! Not many people kick out of that! He should feel lucky he did it.
[Kirsta gets up and starts to argue with the ref. Kirsta backs the ref into a corner yelling at him. Duke slowly starts to get up. Duke starts towards Kirsta but she takes a step and nails Duke with another Hell's Bitch Kick. Duke goes down hard and Kirsta rolls him up casually and covers him. The ref slides in and makes the count.]
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Winner and new Evolution Champion: Kirsta Lewis via Pinfall @ 2:23
Ricky Cravate: What the hell just happened there Chris? We have a new champion.
Chris Claudill: It just goes to show you that the skill of a veteran can be very over whelming for the young competitors we showcase. But that's how they become that skilled veteran.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah, hopefully Duke can get something out of this, other than his clock cleaned.
Chris Claudill: Amen to that Ricky, and a big congratulations goes out to our new Evolution champion! Now let's go to Tweeder in the back.
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Magically Delicious
[Surrounded by barb wire, tables, ladders, chairs, golf clubs, and a disposable BBQ grill where he is roasting marshmallows, Tweeder stares at the camera. ]
Tweeder: You know, Wrath made an interesting comment about the Bulls having Jordan and Pippen. You make it sound like a bad thing, but let me dig a little deeper. What did MJ win when he was the main guy? Apart from individual awards, fuck all. It was everyone around him that made him great. He wouldn’t have done anything without Pippen, Grant, Cartwright, Kerr, and Rodman. I will do one better as you think you are Cristiano ‘Fake’ Ronaldo who thinks he is the greatest player in the world, but always gets outshined by the so called lesser players. Maybe that is what you are pissed off about that I am going to do the unthinkable and take the world title form you. Pariah was mine, but you had to try to steal the spotlight all over again. I will give you credit though, you waited until after the match to do anything classified as stupid.
[Tweeder maniacally eats a marshmallow and turns his attention back to the cameras]
Tweeder: Tyler Boyd, you want to say you are going to weed out everyone until you get your shot at the PWX World title? Good luck with that because I haven’t seen you beat anyone here that I haven’t already beaten before. This is going back to PWX 2.0, the stop over place that shall not be named after the closure of PWX 2.0, and now the current PWX. I have beaten guys who shit bigger things than you. If you think I am intimidated, guess again yank. There are more important things than getting stuck in with someone who doesn’t have the best reputation and is often called shady. Tonight, you get to be part of the carnage of a weed being uprooted.
[The camera goes back to the ringside area and the announcers]
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Winner Challenges for Evolution Championship at Full Throttle:
Jacob Wright vs Jason Aries
[The match kicks off with the two men tying up in the center of the ring. Aries gets the go behind and slams Wright into the mat face first. Aries hooks Wright in a front face lock from there. Wright tries to roll out of it, but just rolls into an Aries armbar. Wright struggles and gets to the rope to break up the submission attempt. The two men get back to their feet. Wright chrages in at Aries, but Aries ducks the clothesline. Aries jumps backwards and nails Wright with a Pele kick. Wright's knees buckle and Aries goes for a quick pin.]
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[Wright kicks out at the last possibly second.]
Ricky Cravate: Jason Aries has come out of the gate like a man possessed tonight Chris.
Chris Claudill: It seems that the fog is starting to lift for Aries. He's starting to get there, Ricky, and when that kid does get there, the rest of the roster needs to look out.
Ricky Cravate: Jacob Wright, has been spotty at best Chris. Jason Aries could really boost his standing here.
Chris Claudill: Jason Aries is really taking it to Jacob Wright.
[Wright gets back up and tries to fire back at Aries with some chops. Aries is unaffected and fires back with a series of big forearms that rocks Wright. Wright staggers back into the corner and Aries nails him with a running elbow. Wright staggers out of the corner and Aries catches him with a german suplex that bounces Wright's head off the turnbuckle. Aries picks up Wright and scoops him into a cuthroat torture rack. Aries drops out with the piledriver and nails Wright with Aries Judgement. Aries rolls over the lifeless body of Wright and goes for the cover.]
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Winner: Jason Aries via Pinfall 5:29
Ricky Cravate: Jason Aries just dominated Jacob Wright. Who would have thought it Chris?
Chris Claudill: This is very much a big win for Jason Aries and we see that he's going to be here for a long time to come.
Ricky Cravate: He just presumably earned himself a shot at Kirsta Lewis' newly won Evolution championship.
Chris Claudill: That is a big opportunity indeed Ricky. Now lets go to the the back.
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Four Words
[The camera comes on showing Darrell Hayes in his office. He is looking over some paperwork when his door swings open. John Ojeda walks into the office and looks at Hayes. Hayes looks up from his paperwork and pops up from his desk. He rounds the desk and shakes Ojeda's hand with gusto.]
Darrell Hayes: Champ, good to see you. Just the guy I wanted to talk too.
John Ojeda: What do you want Darrell?
Darrell Hayes: So you know how you have this big match with Tweeder at Full Throttle for the World Championship?
John Ojeda: Yeah, what of it?
Darrell Hayes: I was thinking that we need something interactive. You know, something that would encourage fan participation. Like maybe they could vote on the stipulation to your match.
John Ojeda: I can do you one better on fan participation Darrell...
Darrell Hayes: You have a better idea than that for fan participation? Are we going to let fans lumberjack?
John Ojeda: Nope.
Darrell Hayes: Than what?
John Ojeda: The four scariest words in all of pro-wrestling?
Darrell Hayes: Zion said something smart?
John Ojeda: No, but that is pretty scary.
[Ojeda pauses and smiles a bit.]
John Ojeda: Fans bring the weapons.
[The crowd pops in the background. Hayes smiles and shakes Ojeda's hand as the camera fades to black.]
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Singles Match:
Chaos vs Marissa Stamm
[The match kicks off with the two meeting in the center of the ring. Marissa winds back and slaps Chaos. Chaos turns his head back towards her and laughs at her, daring her to do it again. Marissa winds back and nails Chaos with a series of forearms that pushes him back into the corner. Chaos reverses and shoves Marissa in the corner, unloading several chops on her chest and leaving her slumped in the bottom of the turnbuckles. Chaos bounces off the ropes and comes back looking for a face wash; but Marissa rolls out of the ring. She pulls Chaos out by the feet and drops him on the concrete floor. Marissa rounds the corner and then gets some distance between her and Chaos. She charges and uses the ring steps as a springboard, catching Chaos with a hurricanrana as he gets back to his feet.]
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Ricky Cravate: Marissa Stamm has been impressive lately, but she's had a few glitches on her path here.
Chris Claudill: Chaos hasn't had the best track record, but he's also been coming back in a big way.
Ricky Cravate: This is the proving ground; and it would be a shame to see them get counted out Chris.
Chris Claudill: Of course it would, but I don't think we'll be seeing that here tonight Ricky. Theyt know the rules, they'll get back in.
[Marissa picks up Chaos and rolls him back into the ring. Marissa slides back in and stays on Chaos with a headlock. Chaos fights is off after a minute and lands a series of elbows to her gut. Chaos whips her into the ropes and catches her and launches her into the air for a flapjack. When Marissa comes down, Chaos unloads with a european uppercut. Marissa hits the mat hard and Chaos closes in. He picks up Marissa and hits her with a body slam. Marissa rolls for the ropes and uses them to get herself up. As she does, Chaos comes in and shoves her into the corner. Chaos hits Marissa with a couple of chops and shoots her into the opposite corner. Chaos follows in and nails Marissa with a big lariat that leaves her laying on the mat. Chaos goes for a cover.]
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[Marissa kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: Marissa was on the upswing but Chaos is taking control of this match, what happened Chris?
Ricky Cravate: It was that European uppercut, he caught her flush and she's been dazed ever since.
Ricky Cravate: Is it safe to say that if she doesn't get it back on track quick, Chaos could walk away with this one?
Chris Claudill: Oh yeah, Ricky. With the way that Chaos is closing in, she better do something or she's sunk.
[Chaos picks Marissa up and whips her into the opposite corner. He comes in and catches a boot to the face for his trouble. Chaos comes back and Marissa raises the boot again. Chaos catches the boot with a hand and tosses it to the side. He nails Stamm with a forearm shot and then props Marissa up on the top turnbuckle. Chaos climbs to the second turnbuckle and hooks Marissa's head for the Chaos Driver. He starts to drop back but Marissa shoves him off. She immediately jumps off and nails Chaos with a double stomp. Marissa goes for a quick cover.]
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[Chaos kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: It seems that Marissa has some fight left in her.
Chris Claudill that was a pretty nasty boot to the face Chaos took there Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: She's going for a cover!
Chris Claudill: He kicked out of after a big double stomp! That's not enough to put Chaos away.
[Marissa picks Chaos up and hits him with a couple of forearms. She whips Chaos into the ropes and jumps up and nails him with a dropkick. Chaos rolls back to his feet and comes in again and goes down from an arm drag. Marissa charges in and takes a nasty snake eyes to the corner turnbuckle. She goes down and Chaos starts to climb to the top rope. He is getting to the top just as Marissa gets up. Marissa chops out Chaos' legs and he drops, crotching himself across the top turnbuckle. He goes down near the corner. Marissa jumps to the top rope and comes flying off with a shooting star double knee drop, hitting Send More Paramedics. She goes for the pin immediately, and hooks the leg.]
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Winner: Marissa Stamm via Pinfall @ 13:56
Ricky Cravate: Who would have thought we would have seen that kind of action out of those two.
Chris Claudill: It just goes to show you that some people are really stepping up their game around PWX, while some are letting it fall by the wayside.
Ricky Cravate: You sure are right about that one Chris.
Chris Claudill: Alright Ricky, we've got something big coming up after commercial break.
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The Future of the Hybrid Division
[The fans have a mixed reaction as Chaos remains in the ring with a mic in hand.]
Chaos: Hayes! I was promised a title shot! Stop sending this shit my way, and give me my damned title shot!
LIKE A BOSS!
[The fans boo as Darrell Hayes heads down the ramp to the tune of Lonely Island's "Like A Boss". He holds a championship bag in his possession. He takes a mic and steps in the ring.]
Hayes: Woah woah, Chaos. Listen, I know you're pissed. Here's the deal. I know I promised you Rollins next week....but I've decided to send him a message first.
[The camera zooms in on Hayes face.]
Hayes: Jay. Jacob Rollins. [BLEEP] You.
[The camera widens out, and the crowd actually cheers.]
Hayes: Jacob isn't getting his "Summer of Punk"-because quite frankly, he doesn't deserve it. He wants to hold the Hybrid Championship ransom? The Las Vegas Police Department have already descended on his hotel room, to obtain MY stolen property. With that said, I am officially stripping Jacob Rollins of the PWX Hybrid Championship. He's under breach of contract, and will pay dearly for it!
[The crowd boo's, because its Hayes.]
Hayes: Now with that said. Chaos, look. I know I keep pushing your title match back-and I greatly apologize. I want to tell you that you are the first person who I am personally inviting to Full Throttle-as part of the Hybrid Invitational Match! I am personally selecting four individuals to compete in an Elimination Match at Full Throttle-with the winner getting this.
[Hayes pulls a brand new PWX Hybrid Championship belt, and holds it high above his head.]
Chris Caudill: That's one way to get rid of a problem like Jacob Rollins!
Ricky Cravate: No doubt about it, but who are the other three men?
Chris Caudill: Only Darrell Hayes knows!
A Fire Rises
[The arena suddenly turns to darkness, as a little girls voice can be heard through out the arena.]
"He is the one and only, the immortal Flame"
[Fire then begins to come down the entrance ramp and up to the ring, fire shoots from the turnbuckles and the lights illuminate.]
Chris Caudill: What is that?
Ricky Cravate: an ominous message to our Evolution Champion.
[Both Chaos and Hayes look around wondering what the fuck that was. They shrug, as Hayes heads up the ramp, and Chaos follows suit. ]
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Previously on Pro Wrestling X....
[Footage of Rollins and Duke kickstarting the show, followed by Rollins leaving the company]
What does the future hold for Jacob Rollins, and the PWX Hybrid Championship?
[Shots from Chaos vs Aries is shown, with Chaos raising his hand in victory]
The Weapon of Mass Destruction, Chaos continues his climb up the ranks. What will happen when he tangos with Marissa Stamm tonight?
[Footage of Silkk dropping Pariah with the Ghost Bullet Theory is shown.]
The First Family dissolved as The Abstract turned his back on his brother-feeding him to the wolves of Ojeda and Tweeder. What will happen tonight? Will Silkk explain his actions? PWX Adrenaline is now...
[The opening pyro shoots off, as Pop Evil's "Last Man Standing" echos throughout the venue.]
Chris Caudill: Pittsburgh, PA! WELCOME TO PRO WRESTLING X!
Ricky Cravate: We are LIVE from the Cost Sports Center here in Steel CIty!
Chris Caudill: The main event tonight, is Tyler Boyd and Number One Contender Tweeder. Who will walk out victorious tonight?
Ricky Cravate: But first...we have an Evolution----
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The Trending Topic
[Ricky Cravate is cut off by the lights flickering, a dark brooding synthetic piano is heard.]
"not a dream...its not a dream..."
[The tron shows a dark school room, and a little child playing a piano. The tune of "itsy bitsy spider" is played by her-before she looks at the camera. Her eyes are blacked out, and she utters "itsy bitsy spider...crawls in my mouth again...". Sudenly, "Spider in my Mouth" by FOZZY hits the PA system-and the words "Abstract" flash on the screen.]
Chris Caudill: It looks like we may get an answer from The Picaso of Professional Wrestling!
[The fans boo loudly as Silkk appears on the stage. He's wearing a pair of black leather pants, and a black jacket with no shirt. His hair is pulled back behind a bandana. He steps forward, and throws his head back and arms in a crucifix as a wall of pyro shoot up behind him. He smirks at the camera as he heads down the ramp. He climbs into the ring, and takes a microphone from Alexis Lace. The music dies out, and he stands in the middle of the ring.]
Crowd: Fuck You Silkk! Fuck You Silkk!
[He smiles-and points to the screen, which shows footage of what happened the previous week. We see Pariah ready to face off with Wrath and Tweeder, before getting dropped with the Ghost Bullet Theory by Silkk. The scene cuts back to the ring-where the crowd is booing even louder. Silkk smiles, and holds the microphone up to his mouth.]
Silkk: For the last two weeks, I've been more or less radio silent. I didn't say a word regarding my return to this company, my match last week where I teamed with my half brother John Pariah, or what I did afterwards-which is what you all just saw right there.
Crowd: Fuck You Silkk! *clap clap clapclapclap* Fuck You Silkk!
[He smirks, and begins to pace around the ring.]
Silkk: Now, I really don't think you dregs really DESERVE an explanation as to why I laid your hero out cold in the center of this ring. I don't feel Pariah is owed an explanation, because he already knows why! Now, I don't want you people to jump to conclusions, and think I'm just another one of Darrell Hayes' hired guns. Because I'm not. Not by any stretch of the imagination. You see, Darrell Hayes wanted to bring me in back at "American Dream"-and he wanted me to be the foundation the Hybrid Division was built around. Pariah lobbied for his new buddy Jacob Rollins, and he won out. Guess what John, where's your buddy now?
[The crowd boo's even more. A small "Rollins Sucks" chant breaks out.]
Silkk: But beyond that, Pariah didn't want me to come back to PWX. He gave them some bullshit excuse that I had found my calling with my band-and I wanted nothing to do with the wrestling industry. Than he turns around and calls me up for some shit hole indy show. Why didn't he want me to come back to PWX? After all, we'd be getting the band back together. The First Family would be rocking and rolling all over PWX-right? John as the World Champion-and me as the Hybrid Champion. Awesome right?
[He pauses, and gets a stoic look on his face.]
Silkk: Wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, WRONG! You see the placement there. My entire career-my supposed brother has tried to hold me down! He's tried to keep me at bay, so I don't outshine him. So the protege doesn't outshine the teacher. When he went and formed The Foundation in HOW, he went and got Hollywood, he got Zion, he got Belmont, he got Kostoff, he got Mark O-fucking-neal! Mark O'Neal had about as much to do with PWX as Hunter McKay did! Where was I? Nowhere! Pariah gets run out of HOW, and than after a year in the shadows-he rises and returns to wrestling, for WARPED. He enters the Elite Duos, and whose his partner? Me? No. Some punk kid named Jacob Rollins! Why?
[He pauses, and paces around the ring.]
Silkk: Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, WHY? Why John? Why leave me out? It's because I'm better than you John. You know, I know it, and apparently Darrell Hayes knows it-because he's the one who was smart enough to bring me back to PWX! Now Johnny boy, I know you're going to love this reference-but I'm tired of living in the shadow of the bat! I'm tired of being Nightwing to your Batman! Every time I've struck out on my own, I've been met with the response of "you,, you're just Pariah Jr. aren't you?" or "you're that guy Pariah trained!?" I am a former PWX NXTGN Champion, I am the Picaso of Pro Wrestling-and John Pariah-at Full Throttle, I'm going to be the man who does what nobody else could do. I'm going to break the bat. I'm going to dethrone the King of Wrestling. I'm going to crucify the Savior! Johm, two years ago-when Buzz broke your collar bone-you should of quit. Ten months later, when you were ran out of HOW, you should of quit. The entire first month of programming for this 'new season' of PWX should of been about me chasing the World Title. Not you! So brother dearest, I'm going to do what nobody else could do. At Full Throttle-I'm going to make you quit!
[The crowd pops a bit, not only for all the Batman references, but for the idea that Silkk and Pariah are going to clash at Full Throttle.]
Silkk: So save the date. August 29th. Mark your calenders-go online right now, download the Ticketmaster app on your fucking iPhone and buy your tickets-because finally, the Abstract, and the Archetype collide one on one. Full Throttle, New York City. John Pariah, There won't be a witty catchphrase to end this one-but mark my words-at Full Throttle, I will finally step out from the shadow of the bat, and I will make you utter those words..."I Quit."
[Silkk drops the mic as "Spider in my Mouth" reprises. He turns to the ramp, when his music is suddenly cut off by "Moving Forward" by As I Lay Dying.]
Ricky Cravate: We may not have to wait for Full Throttle!
[John Pariah steps out onto the stage, wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. He throws his sunglasses to the floor, and sprints down the ramp. He slides into the ring, and immediatly spears Silkk.]
Chris Caudill: ITS ON!
[Pariah lays down a flurry of shots. Silkk forces him off, and gets to his feet in the corner. Pariah runs at him again, but Silkk gets his feet up, catching him with a boot to the face. He quickly stomps on Pariah's head, before mounting him with a flurry of rights and lefts. Pariah forces him off and goes on the attack once more. The two exchange blows, before Silkk throws a haymaker, and Pariah lifts him up onto his shoulders. He signals for a Go 2 Sleep, when he looks at the ramp and see's Lillith Morgan standing there. Silkk rolls down his back, and quickly uses the distraction to drop Pariah with the Ghost Bullet Theory. He grabs the mic, after putting a pair of boots to him.]
Silkk: You see that, I know you do John. I'm not only going to cripple you...I'm not only going to break your bones, but I'm going to break your soul!
[He stomps his head again, as Lillith pulls a spool of razor wire out from under the ring. Silkk pulls Pariah onto the apron, and sits him up on his knees. He delivers a kick to the chest, before Lillith grabs his right arm and wraps it in razor wire-tying him to the ropes. Silkk ties his left arm up with the wire, as blood begins to pour from his arm. Silkk rips Pariah's shirt off, and wraps him in the wire-connecting him to the ropes. He hops off the apron, and pulls a kendo stick out from under the ring.]
Silkk: It's my time John. My chance to step from your shadow!
[Silkk cracks him in the chest with the kendo stick, forcing the razorwire into his flesh. Lillith ties his head to the ropes with razor wire, making a makeshift crown. She slaps him, and climbs out of the ring, joining The Abstract in front of him.]
Silkk: Systematically John, I will break you. Body, spirit, and soul...I will make you quit at Full Throttle-and I will claim your mantle. I'm the savior PWX needs, and I'm the savior PWX deserves....
[He drops the mic, as the camera pans over to a bloody and beaten Pariah. EMTs rush out as "Spider in my Mouth" reprises, and we fade to commercial.]
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Respect Our Conglomerate
"Most people might consider this...illegal..."
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is this?
Chris Caudill: No clue...but that chick's voice sounds hot!
[Her voice then transitions into the opening chorus of Busta Rhymes' "Respect My Conglomerate, as the lights go completely black in the arena and spotlights start circling around the inside of the building.]
"Since we are the best, and you agree with me, right...there's no need to debate...the way way we run shit, see we're kinda like the government...so just respect my conglomerate....just respect my conglomerate....just respect my conglomerate....just respect my conglomerate...just respect my conglomerate..."
[As Busta Rhymes' voice rings in the first verse, a large pyro explosion lights up the arena from the stage, and when the smoke clears, "The Main Attraction" Tyler Boyd is standing center stage, with Kirsta Lews to his left, and Dazz to his right, and Darrell Hayes right behind the three of them with a huge smile on his face. All three wrestlers are in street clothes, looking smug. The Pittsburgh crowd definitely doesn't appreciate the fact that Dazz is wearing a black Terrell Suggs Baltimore Ravens' jersey, as he tugs on the shoulder from the stage. After a few seconds, they make their way down the aisle towards the ringside area.]
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is this?
Chris Caudill: Looks like Hayes, Boyd, Kirsta and Dazz to me!
Ricky Cravate: Thanks captain obvious...you know what I meant. Darrell Hayes, network executive douchebag, and three of the cockiest, most egotistical wrestlers in that locker room!
Chris Cravate: Hey now, Boyd and Dazz haven't lost yet since returning to PWX, and Kirsta's been jacked around with a bunch of sideshow matches. But when she's been in there one on one with her opponents, she's been dominant too! They have every reason to be cocky!
Ricky Cravate: I'm not saying they're not talented. I'm saying they're...nevermind, I'm not going to bother arguing this one with you.
[The four reach the ring, and Boyd pulls himself up onto the apron by the second rope, and then reaches his hand down to Kirsta, helping her up before pulling open the middle and bottom rope for her, and then climbs in through the middle and top rope as Dazz walks up the ring steps and makes his way into the ring from the side as well. Hayes follows Dazz into the ring. The music dies down and a mic is handed through the ring ropes by a ringside crew member to Dazz, who snatches it out of his hand and scowls at him.]
Chris Caudill: Looks like we're about to hear from the former PWX Champion!
Dazz: So I've been back up in this bitch for a bit...and I'll be god damn honest. The whole idea behind me not fighting Pariah when he recalled my contract to come in and face Ojeda in his little pissing contest he was in the middle of was to come in...make a few appearances, and get the hell back out. I ain't got nuthin' left to prove in this damn business. I've held the World Title in every company I've ever wrestled for on a full time basis - and plenty of other straps along the way. You can punch my ticket into the god damn wrestling hall of fame right now, as far as I'm concerned.
[The crowd apparently doesn't appreciate Dazz's cockiness, as they certanly let him know about it. He lowers the mic and lets them quiet down with a smirk.]
Dazz: You think I give a damn if you cheer me or hate on me? This ain't about you...and this ain't even about me anymore. Now PWX has a real problem on their hands...they pissed off the wrong crew.
[Boyd and Kirsta both smile and nod, as Dazz has a focused look in his eyes, as they slowly scan around the crowd.]
Dazz: You see...going into Adrenaline last week...me and Ty here were told we were going to be having a tag team title match against The Hollywood Bitches...
Ricky Cravate: That's no way to talk about the tag team champions!
Chris Caudill: The champions that LOST to Dazz and Boyd just one week ago!
Dazz: But oh no...John Pariah couldn't have that. I know he's still bent about the fact that I won the damn PWX title years ago and vacated it practically immediately. He took that as a sign of disrespect...I get that. But I ain't here for that belt...I'll let these two worry about that strap now...
[He motions to PWX's power couple, Boyd and Kirsta.]
Dazz: That don't mean that if I'm promised something, I don't expect it to be god damn delivered! And what happened? Ty and I came right down to this ring, and we beat those little bitches Zion and Hollywood the same way we used to beat on them years ago. Ain't nuthin' changed 'round this bitch...you're still lookin' at the best damn wrestlers this business has to offer standing in the middle of this ring right now. And you SHOULD be looking at the PWX Tag Team Champions right now. But oh no...that's too scary for that little bitch Pariah. He knows that once we start collecting gold, his already slippin' power is gonna diminish even more...and Johnny-boy...
[Dazz pauses and smirks.]
Dazz: You're lookin' at an unstoppable force...and Ty here already proved a few weeks back that you sure as hell ain't an immovable object.
[The crowd lets out a huge round of boos again, but it doesn't phase the former champ at all.]
Dazz: Tonight, even more embarrassment is headed for Pariah and his ill advised decision making...tonight, Kirsta here will be leavin' this building tonight with that Evolution Championship. Tonight..."The Main Attraction" here is going to show each and every one of you that the #1 contender to the PWX Championship is a fraud who doesn't deserve that damn match at Full Throttle...
[Boyd smirks as he paces around the ring slowly, nodding his head in agreement.]
Dazz: Tonight...you WILL respect this conglomerate that we've built here!
[He lowers the mic as the crowd lets him have it, but he just laughs it off as he passes the mic to Kirsta.]
Ricky Cravate: Can you believe the ego of this guy?
Chris Caudill: It's DESERVED! That man beat both Brad Jackson AND Dylan Greenwood - two of the most dominant PWX Champions this company has ever seen!
[Kirsta lets the crowd die down again as she is now looking out to the crowd with the mic in her hand, and a sparkle in her eye.]
Kirsta Lewis: Hey you fucksticks I bet you never saw this coming. You should have, you really should have. After all first it was me and then Boyd who backed the network and Hayes. We aren't alone in that and again you should have seen it coming with that huge swerve over the Boyd and Dazz fight. You fools should have realized that we were up to something. Darrell Hayes sees that John Pariah is hellbent on running this place into the ground, and he knows that we're the best hope he's got of bringing this company back to legitimacy!
[Kirsta points to the network executive, who nods his head with a big smile, and gives a little symbolic applause.]
Ricky Cravate: You've got to be kidding me...if these three have Hayes completely in their back pocket, this could spell MAJOR trouble across the board!
Kirsta Lewis: You see, what you've got in front of you now is the most dominate faction that PWX has ever seen. Hell we are even better then the Illuminati ever was. We are going to do what ever we damn well want to and there won't be no stopping us. Boyd and me already were the most powerful couple there is or will be. There won't be any riding coat tails for any of us because alone we can all take care of business and you bloody well know it.
Chris Caudill: The lady makes a valid point!
Ricky Cravate: I think you and I have different definitions of the word "lady."
Kirsta Lewis: Talk your shit all you want to but you will come to respect us and if you don't. We will make sure that you do. For awhile now i have been fed up with how things are being done around here and its high time for a big change and your looking at it.
[The crowd's ire continues to grow.]
Kirsta Lewis: As far as whats going to go down here tonight...well I guess you're just going to have to keep your eyes open and your mouths shut. Tonight is the first step in making a change. That change comes tonight when I beat Duke for the Evolution Championship and I guarantee there will be more to come.
[The crowd DEFINITELY doesn't keep their mouths shut now, as she has to pause to let the angry roar of the crowd die down.]
Kirsta Lewis: Duke, you're history after tonight and I promise you'll be leaving the ring with some assistance. Be it on a stretcher or walking out with help. I have been telling you all for a long time now that I was tired and bored well now I'm Hyped to be working along side with Tyler Boyd and Dazz.
Chris Caudill: She HAS gotten a pretty raw deal since PWX has re-opened the doors!
Kirsta Lewis: You won't want to mess with The Conglomerate we've formed here. We're doing things OUR way now...so Pariah, as well as the rest of that locker room back there...watch your backs.
[The crowd once again erupts in boos, as Kirsta just smiles and passes the mic off to Boyd, who gives her a kiss on the lips before looking over to Dazz, who's now leaning up against the turnbuckles in the far corner, giving him a nod.]
Ricky Cravate: This is a straight up challenge to John Pariah's authority back in that locker room!
Chris Caudill: Absolutely it is!
[Boyd finally raises the mic slowly towards his mouth, with an evil grin on his face.]
Tyler Boyd: I've been saying it for years, now. Whether it was 2006...2007...2010...or right here in 2012...John Pariah fears ultimate star power. John Pariah FEARS not being the most important name to flash on people's screen week in and week out. Well John...sorry if this is a bit of a thorn in your side while you're having your little issues with Silkk...but the trouble he's bringing is going to seem like a walk in the god damn park by the time the three of us have accomplished what we've set out to. This really is your worst nightmare, John. And it all begins tonight...
Ricky Cravate: John Pariah doesn't fear any of them!
Tyler Boyd: You said it yourself when you so happily brought Dazz out and announced him as an opponent in the little "wear down the champ" game you were trying to play before New Frontiers. I believe you used a line that my former mentor...and current inmate PEP turned into a mantra for how he ran his business...
[He pauses and cocks his head as he looks up the aisle towards the backstage area.]
Tyler Boyd: Keep your friends close...but your enemies closer. Well you see that guy over there?
[He points to Dazz, still leaning up against the turnbuckles.]
Tyler Boyd: Once that man's your enemy...he's the one guy you do NOT want to keep close. You should have left well enough alone, John...hell, when you thought of the name "Dazz," you let your hatred for Ojeda blind you from making a logical decision. Bringing Dazz back to PWX is the equivilant of turning Ben Roethlisberger loose at a college bar...it was NEVER going to end well for you...
Ricky Cravate: Did he REALLY just go there?!?
Chris Caudill: *laughing* Yes...yes he did...*continues laughing*
CROWD: FUCK YOU BOYD!! FUCK YOU BOYD!! FUCK YOU BOYD!!
[Boyd just smirks.]
Tyler Boyd: Sorry...I don't think I'm his type. He only rapes young girls...
[The building can be felt vibrating to its core with the eruption of boos that the crowd unleashes, but the three wrestlers in the ring just laugh.]
Tyler Boyd: Tonight, there's a new order of power underway here in Pro Wrestling X. It starts with that beautiful woman of mine taking the Evolution Title away from that hack, John Duke...and it continues when I step into the ring later tonight against Tweeder...the so-called #1 contender for John Ojeda's title...and Darrell Hayes here to ensure that Pariah doesn't abuse his power to hold us back any longer!
Ricky Cravate: So-called? He IS the #1 contender!
Chris Caudill: And what if Boyd beats him? Then what will you be saying?
Ricky Cravate: With the roll Tweeder's been on, I'm not so sure Boyd's confidence is well placed!
Chris Caudill: BOYD HASN'T LOST SINCE RETURNING EITHER!
Tyler Boyd: It's time that John Pariah, and the rest of PWX, get a little wake up call. The eratic, nonsensical bookings...screwing the best tag team in the business out of a championship match that we were promised...putting a puppet in place as the #1 contender to the PWX Championship...it all comes to a screeching halt RIGHT NOW!
[The crowd still hasn't died down from the Roethlisberger remarks. Hayes continues lingering in the background, nodding his head in agreement with the former PWX Hybrid, Global Honored, and Tag Team Champion.]
Tyler Boyd: Kirsta was absolutely right! What you see in this ring may not be the largest faction of wrestlers PWX has ever seen, but it's definitely the most talented...most dangerous...and most of all...
[He pauses again as he shoots quick glances to the other two.]
Tyler Boyd: The most determined group that this company has ever seen, or ever WILL see again. There's a new pecking order in Pro Wrestling X - and the top of it does NOT include the names John Pariah...John Ojeda...Tweeder...we're taking what's rightfully ours. And like the song says...you WILL respect this Conglomerate! See you out here in a little bit, Tweeder...that is if you have the balls to even show up...."mate."
[Boyd tosses the mic down to the mat as the music begins to blast once more. Boyd and Dazz clasp hands and give each other a "man hug" as the crowd is relentless in showing their disdain for the group. Then Hayes shakes each of their hands before the four of them leave the ring and head up the aisle smirking at the crowd as they continue to berate them.]
Ricky Cravate: Love them or hate them, three of the toughest wrestlers this company has ever seen just came out here and made a big stand of solidarity, and they're backed by the network!!!
Chris Caudill: Unbelievable!
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PWX Evolution Championship Match:
Kirsta Lewis vs John Duke ©
[The match kicks off with John Duke walking out to the center of the ring, looking rather upset at the prospect of having to hit a woman. Kirsta takes no hesitation in hauling off and slugging John Duke in the jaw and staggering him a step. Kirsta unloads another six punches and then tosses Duke into the ropes. She steps forwards and nails Duke with the Hell's Bitch Kick. Duke goes down in a heap and Lewis dives on top of him for the pin.]
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Ricky Cravate: It doesn't look like John Duke wants to be in this match all that much?
Chris Claudill: He's an old fashioned guy Ricky. He has some moral integrity! He doesn't want to hit a woman.
Ricky Cravate: That's just dumb in this sport Chris. Cuz she's damn sure hitting him!
Chris Claudill: Ohh! Not many people kick out of that! He should feel lucky he did it.
[Kirsta gets up and starts to argue with the ref. Kirsta backs the ref into a corner yelling at him. Duke slowly starts to get up. Duke starts towards Kirsta but she takes a step and nails Duke with another Hell's Bitch Kick. Duke goes down hard and Kirsta rolls him up casually and covers him. The ref slides in and makes the count.]
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Winner and new Evolution Champion: Kirsta Lewis via Pinfall @ 2:23
Ricky Cravate: What the hell just happened there Chris? We have a new champion.
Chris Claudill: It just goes to show you that the skill of a veteran can be very over whelming for the young competitors we showcase. But that's how they become that skilled veteran.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah, hopefully Duke can get something out of this, other than his clock cleaned.
Chris Claudill: Amen to that Ricky, and a big congratulations goes out to our new Evolution champion! Now let's go to Tweeder in the back.
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Magically Delicious
[Surrounded by barb wire, tables, ladders, chairs, golf clubs, and a disposable BBQ grill where he is roasting marshmallows, Tweeder stares at the camera. ]
Tweeder: You know, Wrath made an interesting comment about the Bulls having Jordan and Pippen. You make it sound like a bad thing, but let me dig a little deeper. What did MJ win when he was the main guy? Apart from individual awards, fuck all. It was everyone around him that made him great. He wouldn’t have done anything without Pippen, Grant, Cartwright, Kerr, and Rodman. I will do one better as you think you are Cristiano ‘Fake’ Ronaldo who thinks he is the greatest player in the world, but always gets outshined by the so called lesser players. Maybe that is what you are pissed off about that I am going to do the unthinkable and take the world title form you. Pariah was mine, but you had to try to steal the spotlight all over again. I will give you credit though, you waited until after the match to do anything classified as stupid.
[Tweeder maniacally eats a marshmallow and turns his attention back to the cameras]
Tweeder: Tyler Boyd, you want to say you are going to weed out everyone until you get your shot at the PWX World title? Good luck with that because I haven’t seen you beat anyone here that I haven’t already beaten before. This is going back to PWX 2.0, the stop over place that shall not be named after the closure of PWX 2.0, and now the current PWX. I have beaten guys who shit bigger things than you. If you think I am intimidated, guess again yank. There are more important things than getting stuck in with someone who doesn’t have the best reputation and is often called shady. Tonight, you get to be part of the carnage of a weed being uprooted.
[The camera goes back to the ringside area and the announcers]
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Winner Challenges for Evolution Championship at Full Throttle:
Jacob Wright vs Jason Aries
[The match kicks off with the two men tying up in the center of the ring. Aries gets the go behind and slams Wright into the mat face first. Aries hooks Wright in a front face lock from there. Wright tries to roll out of it, but just rolls into an Aries armbar. Wright struggles and gets to the rope to break up the submission attempt. The two men get back to their feet. Wright chrages in at Aries, but Aries ducks the clothesline. Aries jumps backwards and nails Wright with a Pele kick. Wright's knees buckle and Aries goes for a quick pin.]
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[Wright kicks out at the last possibly second.]
Ricky Cravate: Jason Aries has come out of the gate like a man possessed tonight Chris.
Chris Claudill: It seems that the fog is starting to lift for Aries. He's starting to get there, Ricky, and when that kid does get there, the rest of the roster needs to look out.
Ricky Cravate: Jacob Wright, has been spotty at best Chris. Jason Aries could really boost his standing here.
Chris Claudill: Jason Aries is really taking it to Jacob Wright.
[Wright gets back up and tries to fire back at Aries with some chops. Aries is unaffected and fires back with a series of big forearms that rocks Wright. Wright staggers back into the corner and Aries nails him with a running elbow. Wright staggers out of the corner and Aries catches him with a german suplex that bounces Wright's head off the turnbuckle. Aries picks up Wright and scoops him into a cuthroat torture rack. Aries drops out with the piledriver and nails Wright with Aries Judgement. Aries rolls over the lifeless body of Wright and goes for the cover.]
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Winner: Jason Aries via Pinfall 5:29
Ricky Cravate: Jason Aries just dominated Jacob Wright. Who would have thought it Chris?
Chris Claudill: This is very much a big win for Jason Aries and we see that he's going to be here for a long time to come.
Ricky Cravate: He just presumably earned himself a shot at Kirsta Lewis' newly won Evolution championship.
Chris Claudill: That is a big opportunity indeed Ricky. Now lets go to the the back.
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Four Words
[The camera comes on showing Darrell Hayes in his office. He is looking over some paperwork when his door swings open. John Ojeda walks into the office and looks at Hayes. Hayes looks up from his paperwork and pops up from his desk. He rounds the desk and shakes Ojeda's hand with gusto.]
Darrell Hayes: Champ, good to see you. Just the guy I wanted to talk too.
John Ojeda: What do you want Darrell?
Darrell Hayes: So you know how you have this big match with Tweeder at Full Throttle for the World Championship?
John Ojeda: Yeah, what of it?
Darrell Hayes: I was thinking that we need something interactive. You know, something that would encourage fan participation. Like maybe they could vote on the stipulation to your match.
John Ojeda: I can do you one better on fan participation Darrell...
Darrell Hayes: You have a better idea than that for fan participation? Are we going to let fans lumberjack?
John Ojeda: Nope.
Darrell Hayes: Than what?
John Ojeda: The four scariest words in all of pro-wrestling?
Darrell Hayes: Zion said something smart?
John Ojeda: No, but that is pretty scary.
[Ojeda pauses and smiles a bit.]
John Ojeda: Fans bring the weapons.
[The crowd pops in the background. Hayes smiles and shakes Ojeda's hand as the camera fades to black.]
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Singles Match:
Chaos vs Marissa Stamm
[The match kicks off with the two meeting in the center of the ring. Marissa winds back and slaps Chaos. Chaos turns his head back towards her and laughs at her, daring her to do it again. Marissa winds back and nails Chaos with a series of forearms that pushes him back into the corner. Chaos reverses and shoves Marissa in the corner, unloading several chops on her chest and leaving her slumped in the bottom of the turnbuckles. Chaos bounces off the ropes and comes back looking for a face wash; but Marissa rolls out of the ring. She pulls Chaos out by the feet and drops him on the concrete floor. Marissa rounds the corner and then gets some distance between her and Chaos. She charges and uses the ring steps as a springboard, catching Chaos with a hurricanrana as he gets back to his feet.]
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Ricky Cravate: Marissa Stamm has been impressive lately, but she's had a few glitches on her path here.
Chris Claudill: Chaos hasn't had the best track record, but he's also been coming back in a big way.
Ricky Cravate: This is the proving ground; and it would be a shame to see them get counted out Chris.
Chris Claudill: Of course it would, but I don't think we'll be seeing that here tonight Ricky. Theyt know the rules, they'll get back in.
[Marissa picks up Chaos and rolls him back into the ring. Marissa slides back in and stays on Chaos with a headlock. Chaos fights is off after a minute and lands a series of elbows to her gut. Chaos whips her into the ropes and catches her and launches her into the air for a flapjack. When Marissa comes down, Chaos unloads with a european uppercut. Marissa hits the mat hard and Chaos closes in. He picks up Marissa and hits her with a body slam. Marissa rolls for the ropes and uses them to get herself up. As she does, Chaos comes in and shoves her into the corner. Chaos hits Marissa with a couple of chops and shoots her into the opposite corner. Chaos follows in and nails Marissa with a big lariat that leaves her laying on the mat. Chaos goes for a cover.]
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[Marissa kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: Marissa was on the upswing but Chaos is taking control of this match, what happened Chris?
Ricky Cravate: It was that European uppercut, he caught her flush and she's been dazed ever since.
Ricky Cravate: Is it safe to say that if she doesn't get it back on track quick, Chaos could walk away with this one?
Chris Claudill: Oh yeah, Ricky. With the way that Chaos is closing in, she better do something or she's sunk.
[Chaos picks Marissa up and whips her into the opposite corner. He comes in and catches a boot to the face for his trouble. Chaos comes back and Marissa raises the boot again. Chaos catches the boot with a hand and tosses it to the side. He nails Stamm with a forearm shot and then props Marissa up on the top turnbuckle. Chaos climbs to the second turnbuckle and hooks Marissa's head for the Chaos Driver. He starts to drop back but Marissa shoves him off. She immediately jumps off and nails Chaos with a double stomp. Marissa goes for a quick cover.]
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[Chaos kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: It seems that Marissa has some fight left in her.
Chris Claudill that was a pretty nasty boot to the face Chaos took there Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: She's going for a cover!
Chris Claudill: He kicked out of after a big double stomp! That's not enough to put Chaos away.
[Marissa picks Chaos up and hits him with a couple of forearms. She whips Chaos into the ropes and jumps up and nails him with a dropkick. Chaos rolls back to his feet and comes in again and goes down from an arm drag. Marissa charges in and takes a nasty snake eyes to the corner turnbuckle. She goes down and Chaos starts to climb to the top rope. He is getting to the top just as Marissa gets up. Marissa chops out Chaos' legs and he drops, crotching himself across the top turnbuckle. He goes down near the corner. Marissa jumps to the top rope and comes flying off with a shooting star double knee drop, hitting Send More Paramedics. She goes for the pin immediately, and hooks the leg.]
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Winner: Marissa Stamm via Pinfall @ 13:56
Ricky Cravate: Who would have thought we would have seen that kind of action out of those two.
Chris Claudill: It just goes to show you that some people are really stepping up their game around PWX, while some are letting it fall by the wayside.
Ricky Cravate: You sure are right about that one Chris.
Chris Claudill: Alright Ricky, we've got something big coming up after commercial break.
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The Future of the Hybrid Division
[The fans have a mixed reaction as Chaos remains in the ring with a mic in hand.]
Chaos: Hayes! I was promised a title shot! Stop sending this shit my way, and give me my damned title shot!
LIKE A BOSS!
[The fans boo as Darrell Hayes heads down the ramp to the tune of Lonely Island's "Like A Boss". He holds a championship bag in his possession. He takes a mic and steps in the ring.]
Hayes: Woah woah, Chaos. Listen, I know you're pissed. Here's the deal. I know I promised you Rollins next week....but I've decided to send him a message first.
[The camera zooms in on Hayes face.]
Hayes: Jay. Jacob Rollins. [BLEEP] You.
[The camera widens out, and the crowd actually cheers.]
Hayes: Jacob isn't getting his "Summer of Punk"-because quite frankly, he doesn't deserve it. He wants to hold the Hybrid Championship ransom? The Las Vegas Police Department have already descended on his hotel room, to obtain MY stolen property. With that said, I am officially stripping Jacob Rollins of the PWX Hybrid Championship. He's under breach of contract, and will pay dearly for it!
[The crowd boo's, because its Hayes.]
Hayes: Now with that said. Chaos, look. I know I keep pushing your title match back-and I greatly apologize. I want to tell you that you are the first person who I am personally inviting to Full Throttle-as part of the Hybrid Invitational Match! I am personally selecting four individuals to compete in an Elimination Match at Full Throttle-with the winner getting this.
[Hayes pulls a brand new PWX Hybrid Championship belt, and holds it high above his head.]
Chris Caudill: That's one way to get rid of a problem like Jacob Rollins!
Ricky Cravate: No doubt about it, but who are the other three men?
Chris Caudill: Only Darrell Hayes knows!
A Fire Rises
[The arena suddenly turns to darkness, as a little girls voice can be heard through out the arena.]
"He is the one and only, the immortal Flame"
[Fire then begins to come down the entrance ramp and up to the ring, fire shoots from the turnbuckles and the lights illuminate.]
Chris Caudill: What is that?
Ricky Cravate: an ominous message to our Evolution Champion.
[Both Chaos and Hayes look around wondering what the fuck that was. They shrug, as Hayes heads up the ramp, and Chaos follows suit. ]
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