Post by PWXonline on Feb 7, 2013 13:55:42 GMT -5
Adrenaline 27: One Night In Paris
The Zenith Arena
Paris, France
Wednesday, February 13th 2013
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["See's Me Through" by Ditchwater is playing over the PA as the opening video plays.]
Chris Caudill: Welcome to PWX Adrenaline 27
Ricky Cravate: We are LIVE from the Zenith Arena in Paris, France!!
Chris Caudill: It’s been ages since we’ve appeared in this venue Ricky, and it’s always been a good one to us!
Ricky Cravate: Tonight, PWX will begin a six women tournament to crown the innaguarl PWX Women’s Champion!
Chris Caudill: That’s right, six of the toughest women in pro wrestling right now will compete in a trio of singles matches tonight! The winners will advance to a Three Way Dance next week in Osaka, where the two wrestlers who don’t lose the match will advance to the final round in Tokyo, at Hostile Takeover!
Ricky Cravate: I can’t wait!
Chris Caudill: Let’s send it to ringside, where we have singles action to kick off “One Night In Paris!”
Ricky Cravate: Isn’t it ironic, don’t ya think?
Chris Caudill: It’s like rain on your wedding day?
Ricky Cravate: No..the night we begin a Women’s Title Tournament…the event is named after a porno?
Chris Caudill:…shut up…..
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SINGLES MATCH
JACK REED vs JOSHUA ACQUIN
[The bell goes off and the opening match is underway! Reed goes for fast assault on Acquin but he counters it-and snaps him over with a side head lock. Both men roll to their feet, and Acquin quickly takes Reed down with a Lou Thesz Press. He rains down rights and lefts-pummeling his opponent on the mat.]
Chris Caudill: Joshua Acquin impressing us tonight. He wants this win over Jack Reed!
[Acquin then lifts him up and delivers a hard shot to the face. Jack falls back against the ropes and Acquin clotheslines him over the top rope. The fans boo loudly as he follows him out to the floor-and throws him into the ring steps. He picks him up again and slides him back into the ring. He rolls Reed up for the cover:
ONE!
TWO—KICKOUT!!]
Ricky Cravate: Reed is still in it!
[He slowly waits for Jack to get to his feet-and he does. He delivers a hard chop to the chest-shoving him into the ropes. He shoots him across the ring and Jack comes back with a lariat attempt. Joshua ducks it and drops him with the Nightmare as the fans boo loudly. He rolls Reed into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings as Acquin rolls to the floor in victory.
WINNER: JOSHUA ACQUIN via pinfall @ 3:29
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[Confrontation]
The scene opens as we see Ness fiddling around with his cell phone when PWX interviewer Jerry Clark appears on camera, sticking a microphone right in Ness's face. Ness looks at the microphone, then at the camera, then at Clark and scowls.
N: I don't want to be on camera on this show, Clark. The only time I appear on TV is when I'm destroying somebody in the ring. So beat it.
JC: But it's peculiar, Ness. I want to ask this...you now have a shot at Darin Zion at Hostile Takeover. But you haven't taken the time to speak out regarding this contest...it's the main event of the program! Don't you want to speak out to Darin Zion?
Ness rolls his eyes.
N: Why, do you want me to SELL this match, is that what it is? So I can bring Hulu viewers, get viewers on Versus or whatever the hell we're on this week? Look, I don't NEED to sell people this match. Since day one that I've returned to this promotion, I've dominated. I've beaten all the top guys. All I haven't done is win gold. So if these idiots out there want to buy a ticket to see me win a title, then so be it. Maybe they want to see Zion retain his championship. It isn't going to happen, but if the people are foolish enough to think that's going to happen, and I'm pretty sure they are, then they can do that as well. I don't really care. I'm not here to sell merch, I'm incredibly rich and don't really even need to be here anyway. I can sit in my house and do nothing all day because I don't need to work for the rest of my life. That simple.
JC: Well, if you are well off...then why are you here in PWX? Not everyone has that kind of luxury.
N: PWX is something special to me. Its where I began as a wrestler. And it's where I intend on ending my career as a wrestler. So why not have fun in between? I don't like interacting with people, and I sure as hell don't like interacting with you but it's fun for me to plow through this roster like it's nothing. It thrills me to see people's dreams being crushed. And it will thrill me no more than to squash Zion's dreams in Tokyo.
JC: I've heard he has a match proposal for you, do you have any thoughts on that?
Ness frowns, grabbing Clark by the collar.
N: What are you babbling about?
JC: That's the rumor going around.
N: Some reporter you are, reporting rumors around like it's headline news. But I don't really care. Zion can go around making challenges all he wants. If he wants to make things interesting leading to Tokyo, then by all means Zion, do something interesting. I'll be more than happy to accept anything you offer. Now buzz off, Clark, I have more important business to attend to.
Ness shoves Clark down as he walks off, leaving Clark to dust himself off in the process...
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SINGLES MATCH:
ALEX CASTELLANOS vs LEON CASHMERE
Chris Caudill: What an opener we have tonight! Alex Castellanos has been red hot ever since his debut about a month ago, but can he keep it going against newcomer Leon Cashmere?
Ricky Cravate: We know Leon Cashmere and his partner, Calista Waters have a chance at C-4 and the World Tag Team Championship waiting for them in the future-but you know Leon would love to score a win tonight!
[The bell rings signifying the start of the match. Cashmere and Castellanos circle each other. They tie up. Cashmere wins the collar and elbow tie up as he drops Castellanos with a neckbreaker to the mat. Cashmere with the quick cover but Castellanos gets the shoulder up before one. Cashmere climbs to his feet and picks Castellanos up. He hammers him with a couple of right hands before dropping him to the mat with a back suplex. Cashmere covers him again but Alex kicks out. Cashmere then climbs to his feet and picks him up-shooting him into the corner. He collides with the turnbuckle with a loud thud. Cashmere then charges to him and hits a turnbuckle dropkick. Castellanos then staggers forward as Cashmere catches him and drops him to the mat with a DDT. Cashmere quickly goes for the cover but Castellanos kicks out.]
Chris Caudill: Great kick out by Alex Castellanos!
[Cashmere climbs to his feet and picks him up-and locks in a side headlock. Alex Castellanos fights out of it. He fights back with a series of strikes to the ribs-breaking the hold. He grabs Cashmere’s head and hammers him with a flurry of forearm smash before dropping Cashmere to the mat with a DDT of his own. Alex quickly covers him but Cashmere kicks out. Castellanos climbs to his feet and picks Cashmere back up-shooting Leon into the ropes. He bounces off the ropes and Leon catches him with a power slam. He hooks the legs but again-Alex kicks out before one.]
Ricky Cravate: Such resilliancy being shown by Alex Castellanos tonight!
[In the ring, Leon sighs and picks him up-shooting him into the corner. Leon bounces off the ropes and collides with Castellanos-knocking him down with an elbow strike]
Chris Caudill: Crackback!
Ricky Cravate: The Knoxville Nightmare has the Golden One where he wants him.
[Cashmere locks Alex in the Tribulation as the crowd cheers loudly. Alex taps out-and the bell rings as Cashmere lets the hold go-and celebrates his win. He motions for a title around his waist, as the fans cheer loudly.]
WINNER: LEON CASHMERE via submission @ 6;11
[After the match, as Leon is heading up the ramp-Christian Rhodes comes out from behind the apron-laying him out with a shot to the back of the head. He holds his Tag Title belt above his head-before throwing it down and locking a Cobra Clutch in on Cashmere.]
Chris Caudill: Remember, Lillith Morgan announced that Cashmere and Waters were the Number One Contenders to the Tag Titles, after they beat the Golden Dragons last week!
Ricky Cravate: And it looks like the rookie champion Mr. Rhodes is taking the first strike against his future challengers!
[“Bleeding Is A Luxury” hits the PA as Rhodes lets the hold go, and stands over Cashmere, as we fade to black.]
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TAG TEAM MATCH:
PWX Evolution Champion JAMES SILKK and NOAH HANSON
Versus
SHADOE RAGE and NIGHTHAWK
[The bell rings as Noah Hanson and James Silkk stand in their corner, talking strategy. Rage and Nighthawk converse in theres. The ref orders the match to begin-as Hanson and Rage step toward the center of the ring. Rage offers a handshake-per the code of honor-and Hanson brushes him off. The two lock up-and Hanson quickly takes Rage down with a go behind and a good old fashioned wrestling take down. He floats over into the front chancery-and Rage battles to a knee-delivering a pair of strikes to Noah Hanson's mid section. Hanson breaks the hold and immediately kicks Rage in the jaw with his boot. Smirking as he falls back to the mat.]
Chris Caudill: Noah is almost toying with Shadoe Rage here.
Ricky Cravate: Rage is a rising star in this company. Hanson is a Hall of Famer.
[Hanson lifts him up and delivers a chop to the chest, before grabbing Rage's leg and snapping him over with a dragon screw. He follows up with a leg lock-as Rage reaches for the ropes. He grabs the bottom one-but Silkk kicks his foot off, keeping the pressure on his leg. Hanson eventually breaks the hold-and lifts him up-slamming him into his corner with force. He tags in Silkk-who slingshots himself over the ropes-snapping Rage in the neck with a jawbreaker. He follows it up with a roaring forearm smash-before dragging him out and dropping him with a drop toe hold. He locks in a leg lock of his own-focusing on the left leg of Shadoe Rage, He reaches out and Noah grabs his hand-pulling on him and adding more pressure to the hold. The ref see's it and orders them to break the hold. Silkk smiles as he lets Rage go-only to drop and elbow across the back of his head.]
Chris Caudill: The Evolution Champion is in total control right now!
Ricky Cravate: He and Noah make a pretty damn good team if I do say so myself.
[In the ring, Silkk picks up Rage, and delivers a chop-sending him into the ropes. He tags in Hanson-before shooting him across the ring. Rage leaps over Silkk-but is caught with a hard spine buster from Hanson. Silkk steps to the apron-as Noah yells at Nighthawk. The two get face to face-and Noah slaps Nighthawk. He heads back to his corner, as Nighthawk comes in the ring. The ref stops him-turning his back to Hanson and Silkk, who lifts Rage up and drape him across the top rope. Hanson delivers an uppercut while Silkk delivers a kick to the head-knocking him out to the floor. Silkk slaps his hands together, and Noah steps out onto the apron as the ref turns around. He asks about a tag, and of course Silkk and Hanson say they did.]
Ricky Cravate: Genius. Pure Genius!
[In the ring, Nighthawk runs back in and grabs Silkk by the back-and drops him with an overhead German Suplex.]
Ricky Cravate: WHAT HAPPENED TO NIGHTHAWK NOT BEING A RULE BREAKER?!
Chris Caudill: It's scramble rules here in PWX Ricky. Remember? When the legal man hits the floor-a tag is automatically made!
Ricky Cravate: Bollocks!
[Nighthawk holds on-and repeats the process with a second german suplex. He follows up with a third-and this time bridges into a cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!
THR--Noah breaks the pin up. He delivers a pair of strikes to the head-lifting Nighthawk up. The ref breaks them up-and orders Noah to the corner. Silkk gets to a knee-shaking the cobwebs out of his head. He quickly grabs Hawk and rolls him up with a school boy. The ref is slow to react-as he is still arguing with Noah as Nighthawk kicks out before two. Both men get to their feet-as Silkk throws a hail mary lariat-and Nighthawk catches him with a cross arm bar. Silkk reaches for the ropes-as Nighthawk torques his arm back. He looks up and see's Shadoe Rage get back on the apron-as he lifts James up-still wrenching on the arm, and turns him around and locks in a hammerlock-before shoving him the corner-where Shadoe Rage delivers a clubbing shot to the head. Nighthawk immediately takes him down with a fujiwara armbar-wrenching back on the right arm of the Evolution Champion. Noah drops to the floor and runs around the ring-grabbing Nighthawks foot and putting it on the bottom rope-yelling to the ref that he's in the ropes. Rage jumps down-and delivers a pair of strikes to Noah, sending him into the railing. The ref tells Nighthawk to break the hold, as he looks frustrated. He picks up Silkk and throws him out to the floor-causing him to collide with his partner as the crowd begins to roar.]
Chris Caudill: We could see someone taking flight here tonight!
[In the ring, Nighthawk runs the ropes and dives through them-crashing into Noah Hanson-and the railing at ringside. The crowd erupts as Rage grabs Silkk and throws him back into the ring. He picks him up and drops him with a back drop duplex-bridging into a cover:
ONE!
TWO!
THRE--KICKOUT!!
Rage picks him up-and shoots him into the ropes, dropping him with a flapjack, followed up by a kick to the head-taking the champion down. He goes for another cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE---KICKOUT!!!
Rage begins to look frustrated, as he picks him up and shoves him into the corner-before shooting him across the ring. Silkk bounces back from the corner, as Rage bounces off the ropes and goes for a lariat. Silkk ducks and immediately locks in a full nelson-following up with a Dream Killer as the crowd boos loudly.]
Ricky Cravate: FOR THE WIN!
[He slowly rolls Shadoe into a cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREEEE---KICKOUT!!!
The crowd explodes as Shadoe kicks out before the three. Silkk is besides himself in anger-as he lifts him up and delivers a chop to the chest. Rage responds with one of his own. The two exchange strikes-before the Evolution Champion throws a knee, and throws him shoulder first into the turnbuckle. The fans boo as he drags him out and lifts him up onto his shoulders-only to drop him face first with a flatliner. He rolls Rage into a cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!
The bell rings as "More Like You" hits the PA system, and James Silkk rolls to the floor. Hanson slowly gets to his feet-as Silkk grabs him by the arm-and the two head up the ramp in victory.
WINNERS: NOAH HANSON and JAMES SILKK via pinfall @ 11:18
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PWX WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT – FIRST ROUND MATCH:
ALEXANDRA TERRY vs MERCEDES MORGAN
Alexis Lace: “The following match is a Women’s Championship qualifying tournament match and introducing first, weighing one hundred and nineteen pounds and standing in at five feet, seven inches… ALEXANDRA TTTTEEEERRRRRYYYYYY!!”
"Die Young" by Kesha blasts in the P.A. system. Multiple men could be seen carrying a rather large pink chair. Sitting on the chair was Alexandra. The men continued to walk with the chair on their shoulders until they reached the ring. Once there Alexandra got up out of the chair and slid into the ring, getting up, and taunting the fans.
Chris Caudill: “She must think she’s royalty, but can she back it up in the ring that is?”
Ricky Cravate: “We are going to find out tonight, aren’t we? She didn’t do so hot last week against Tiami Tyler.”
Alexis Lace: “And introducing her opponent, she stands in at five feet, four inches, weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds, and billed from Chicago, Illnois… Meeeccceeedddeeeesss Mooorrrrgggaaannnn!!
"Feel Good Drag" by Anberlin hits the p.a. system and Mercedes Morgan walks out from the back and starts down the ramp. As she passes the fans, she reaches her hands over and slaps her fans’ hand as they are cheering for her. She makes her way to the bottom of the ramp and jots to the apron as she slides in under the first rope. She kneels up and stares over at Alexandra as she climbs up to her feet. She turns to the corner and climbs on the second rope and raises her arms in the air as she waves to her fans.
Chris Caudill: “Her first time in the ring and she looks nervous, but ready to shine.”
Ricky Carvate: “She has a lot to learn Chris, a lot to learn about this business.”
(ding, ding, ding)
Chris Caudill: “It looks like Alexandra Terry is trying to bully the rookie Mecedes.”
Ricky Carvate: “She’s ‘breaking’ her into this business.”
[ Alexandra shoves Mercedes so hard she flops to the mat as Mercedes looks up at a grinning Alexandra. Mercedes tries to get up to her feet, but Alex with a kick to the side of her head. She leans down and starts slapping Mercedes to add insult to injury. ]
Chris Caudill: “This is absolutely disgusting. She is toying with Mercedes!”
Ricky Carvate: “Mercedes is going to have to grow thick skin, if she’s going to last in this industry Chris.”
[ As Mercedes continues to try and stand up, Alexander is there towering over her with kicks back down. Pretty soon, Alexandra has enough and brings Mercedes up to her feet and whips her into the corner. She runs and instead of connecting with a clothesline, Mercedes pops out of the corner with an elbow to the mouth of Alexandra. Alexandra stumbles backwards and Mercedes quickly follows it up with a dropkick to the chest. ]
Chris Caudill: “That dropkick was loaded with determination!”
Ricky Carvate: “I wouldn’t go for the pin!”
[ Alex kicks out without any problems as Mercedes is first to her feet. As Alex climbs up to hers, Mercedes runs and grabs her wrist, whipping Alex into the ropes. When Alex bounces off the ropes, she grabs the hair of Mercedes and slams her backwards on the canvas. Alex falls directly after, drilling her elbow in the chest of the rookie. She goes for the cover, but only gets a two count. Alex stares at the referee as she pushes herself off the mat and starts stomping down on Mercedes aggressively and forcefully. ]
Ricky Carvate: “Chris this is not looking good for Mercedes. I wonder if her sister is regretting putting her in the tournament.”
Chris Caudill: “Alexandra is not giving her a chance to defend herself.”
[ Alex yanks Mercedes up to her feet and pulls her toward her as Alex nearly beheads her with a standing clothesline. She stands up and taunts the booing fans as chants of “Mercedes” begin to pick up. Alex runs off the ropes backwards and she leaps up off the mat, fist drop, but she hits the canvas as Mercedes rolls up to her feet. Alex starts up to her feet and Mercedes with a running school-girl rollup, 1 – 2 – Alex kicks out! Before Alex can fully stand up, Mercedes grabs her legs out from under her and flips over with a bridge, 1 – 2 – Alex kicks out again. ]
Chris Caudill: “Two very close falls for Mercedes and Alex looks to be beside herself!”
Ricky Carvate: “She almost got upset by a rookie; I would be outright embarrassed!”
[ Alex is first to her feet as she charges at Mercedes with a hard shoulder block, pushing Mercedes to the ropes. Mercedes looks at Alex and Alex just clobbers her with a straight punch to the chest, before pulling her away from the ropes, and whipping her across the ring. Mercedes bounces off the ropes and Alex takes her down with a back body drop. Mercedes rolls off the mat, holding her lower back Alex attempts a roundhouse kick, but Mercedes ducks. Alex turns around and Mercedes floors her with a clothesline. ]
Chris Caudill: “Quick thinking from our resident rookie as Mercedes is trying to get back in this thing.”
Ricky Carvate: “It’s going to be difficult Chris because Alexandra is already back up to her feet.”
[ Mercedes starts connecting with right and left jabs to Alex, but Alex blocks them as she grabs the back of her hair and starts connecting with repeated knee strikes to the face. She then leaps up and forces Mercedes’ face to collide with the mat with a sit-out facebuster. ]
Chris Caudill: “The Glittery Grave!”
Ricky Carvate: “This one is over and the fans hate it!”
[ Alexandra leans down to cover her, but Mercedes grabs her into a surprise small package. The referee slides down to the mat. ]
Ricky Carvate: “What the hell!?”
1…
2…..
3…..!
Chris Caudill: “Oh my God Ricky, I cannot believe it! Mercedes Morgan has just advanced in the tournament!”
Ricky Carvate: “Neither can Alexandra. That was definitely an epic and surprising ending!”
[ Alexandra has rolled out of the ring and she begins pounding on the mat and beside herself as the referee helps the inexperience Mercedes to her feet, who is still on wobbly legs. ]
Alexis Lace: “Your winner and qualifier to the semi-finals of the PWX Women’s Championship Tournament… MERCEDES MORGAN!!”
[ “Feel Good Drag” hits the p.a. system and Mercedes stumbles to the corner and leans on the ropes as she’s aiding her head. Alexandra has stormed off to the back as the fans are chanting “Mercedes’” name as they are ecstatic. The scene fades to the backstage area. ]
WINNER: MERCEDES MORGAN via pinfall @ 7:10
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PWX WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT – FIRST ROUND MATCH:
TIAMI TYLER vs ALEXIS TERRY
Purple lighting fills the arena, the overhead lights dim, and this is followed up by “Lips Like Morphine” By Kill Hannah echoing over the public announce system. Alexis slowly walks to the ring ignoring the fans all together as she is introduced by the ring announcer.
Alexis Lace: “Ladies and gentlemen, the second Women’s Championship qualifier is for one falls and introducing first, standing in at five feet, three inches and weighing in at one hundred and nineteen pounds…. Allllleeexxxxiiisssss Teeerrrrrryyyyyy!!”
"Volume Up" hits the PA as blue lights flash. Tiami comes out on stage smiling and having the crowd pumped up for her. She skips her way down the ramp, hi fiving the crowd and having fun with the fans. Getting in the ring, she just smiles, posing for the crowd, who cheer her on. She then awaits for the announce her name.
Alexis Lace: “And introducing the opponent, billed from Canton, Ohio, standing in at five feet, five inches and weighing in at one hundred and nineteen pounds—she is the UWL Junior Weight Champion… Tiiiaaammmiii Tyyylllleeerrrr!!”
(ding, ding, ding)
Ricky Carvate: “These two ladies couldn’t wait to start this match off!”
Chris Caudill: “They explode into an equally match lock up, but Alexis with a driving knee strike to the abdominal of Tiami!”
[ Tiami leans over and Alexis follows through with a snapmare into headlock hold. Tiami fights her way out of it with a leg scissors hold around Alexis’ neck. Alexis pushes her legs off of her as she breaks the hold too. Tiami and Alexis both hop to their feet at the same time as the fans just explode with cheers. ]
[ Alexis and Tiami stare at the fans then back to each other as they meet in the middle with another lock up. Tiami manages to gain the control this time and forces Alexis into a headlock hold, down to one knee, but Alexis pushes Tiami forward into the ropes. Tiami bounces back and gets taken down with an arm drag takedown followed by a quick armbar locked in. Tiami pushes out of it and flips up to her feet. As Alexis is up to her feet, Tiami charges at her with a spear, succeeding some punches to the face. ]
Chris Caudill: “Tiami is letting out some built up anger with those fury punches.”
Ricky Carvate: “She’s letting know Alexis just who deserves the rightful place as the PWX Women’s Champion.”
[ As Tiami stalks Alexis, she runs at her, but Alexis takes her down with a drop toe hold. She quickly drops down on the mid backline with an elbow drop. She grabs Tiami by the back of her hair and slams her face down on the mat. She grips the hair tighter and begins to repeatedly pound her face down against the canvas as Tiami lets out a cry for help. Alexis breaks the hold at the count of three and turns to the referee as he backs up from her. ]
Chris Caudill: “Some intimidation tactics from Alexis to the official.”
Ricky Carvate: “He won’t put up with it Chris, he’ll DQ her in a heartbeat!”
[ Tiami holds her face and gets up on all fours, but Alexis charges at her with a hard kick to the midsection. Tiami rolls over to her back, holding her stomach as Alexis bounces off the ropes behind her and connects with a leg drop across the throat. She covers, 1 – 2 – Tiami kicks out! The fans are booing as Alexis goes under the first rope onto the apron. She starts to climb the turnbuckle. ]
Chris Caudill: “She’s going to the top Ricky! This is not looking too good for Tiami.”
Ricky Carvate: “No, it’s not Chris; no it’s not at all!”
[ As Tiami struggles to her feet, Alexis wastes no time and flies with a missile dropkick in mind, but Tiami sees it coming and runs toward the ropes. Alexis lands hard on her bottom half and as she rolls up halfway to her feet, Tiami runs off the ropes and drills her face into the mat. She rolls her over and covers, 1 – 2 – Alexis gets a shoulder up. ]
Ricky Carvate: “Oh and Tiami was so close of claiming the victory!”
Chris Caudill: “Alexis is much too good to let this be over this soon.”
[ Tiami grabs a handful of Alexis’ hair and stands her up, but Alexis fights out of it with multiple shots to the stomach. Tiami breaks her grip on Alexis and Alexis delivers a hard kick to the knee. Tiami falls down to her knees and Alexis runs off the ropes and delivers a running kick to Tiami’s face. Alexis falls to her knees too as she’s still aiding her lower back. ]
Chris Caudill: “You have to believe she’s still feeling that effects of the failed missile dropkick.”
Ricky Carvate: “Those high risk maneuvers can definitely ruin your chances in the matches, but if they pay off they are well worth it. It is a catch 22, Chris.”
[ Alexis lays over Tiami, 1 – 2 – Tiami kicks out as Alexis is disbelief. As Alexis pulls Tiami up with her, Tiami pushes her away with a forearm smash and as Alexis dashes toward her, Tiami lays her out with a standing dropkick to the chest. Tiami covers, 1 – 2 – Alexis kicks out! Tiami leans down to pick up Alexis, but Alexis buys herself some time when she surprises Tiami with a sitout jawbreaker. Tiami stumbles around to the ropes as she’s holding her jaw. ]
Chris Caudill: “Alexis is to her feet and she’s walking toward Tiami. Tiami has no idea Alexis is right behind her!”
Ricky Carvate: “She just grabbed her! Now she knows.”
[ Alexis attempts to go for a German suplex, but Tiami delivers backwards elbows to the face of Alexis, forcing her to break the hold. Tiami spins around to the back of Alexis and latches on to her midsection. She lifts her and tosses her overhead with a giant German suplex. Alexis lies there as Tiami staggers over to the fallen diva. She grabs her leg and proceeds to go for a single-leg Boston crab. ]
Ricky Carvate: “Is she really going for the Ice pick right now Chris!?”
Chris Caudill: “It looks like it! And Alexis has no way to go right now!”
[ Alexis is in the middle of the ring as Tiami locks in the hold completely and even tightens it a bit as Alexis is crying out in agony while reaching for the ropes she’s staring at. ]
Chris Caudill: “The ropes are in clear vision, but she’s not able to move!”
Ricky Carvate: “Tiami has the move locked in perfectly Chris.”
[ The fans are erupting as Tiami pulls Alexis back further in the middle of the ring. The referee is asking her if she wants to give her up. She grips both sides of her head as she’s screaming, “no.” She is screaming louder and louder as Tiami is yelling for her to just quit. Alexis starts crawling toward the ropes. ]
Chris Caudill: “Oh my God, this is the most fight we have seen a competitor show in the Ice Pick!”
Ricky Carvate: “She is almost to the ropes!”
[ Tiami slightly eases the hold as she starts to pull Alexis back to the middle of the ring, before locking it in full throttle. She pulls back and Alexis starts tapping. ]
Ricky Carvate: “She’s TAPPING!”
Chris Caudill: “Tiami Tyler has advanced!”
[ The referee calls for the bell and Tiami Tyler immediately breaks the hold as Alexis is left nursing her leg as she’s staring up at Tiami in disgust. “Volume Up” starts to blare throughout the p.a. system as the fans cheer as Tiami walks over to the corner and climbs on the second turnbuckle with her arms raised in the air. She lowers her hands to her midsection and starts to circle her waist, like the title is already there.
Alexis Lace: Qualifying to the semi-finals of the PWX Women’s Championship Tournament… TIAMI TYLER!!
WINNER: TIAMI TYLER via submission @ 9:10
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PWX WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT – FIRST ROUND MATCH:
KANDI WASHINGTON vs CALISTA WATERS
Alexis Lace: “The following contest is the third Women’s Championship qualifying round tournament and introducing first, she is billed from Las Vegas, Nevada, standing in at five feet, two inches, weighing in at one hundred and fifteen pounds, and being accompanied by Drake Knight… “The First Lady of Wrestling” Kaaannnddddiiii Waaasssshhhhiiiinnnnggggtoooonnnn!!”
“Get Naked” by Method of Mayhem starts playing through the public announcement speaker system and the fans immediately rise to their feet with boos and chants of "whore" as Kandi Washington's video pops up on the PWX big screen. Bluish and pinkish colored flash lights start to go off throughout the arena while three smoke pryos shoot smoke up from the entrance ramp. Kandi Washington struts out from behind the entrance curtains in black booty shorts, a silver backless halter top, knee-high heeled boots, loop earnings dangling from her ear lobes, and her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. She poses at the top of the ramp with her hands on her waist as she glares at the booing crowd, giving them a slight smirk. She looks over her shoulder at Drake Knight, who's wearing black jeans, black tank top, and black boots underneath his pants. She proceeds to strut down the ramp as she leaves her right arm dangling at her side while the other one remains on her hip. Drake Knight follows closely behind until they make their way to the bottom of the ramp. She turns to the steel stairs and he climbs onto the apron. He holds open the ropes while she struts up the three steps and then walks along the apron. She smirks at him, ducks down, and steps over the first rope. She struts to the middle of the ring while Drake Knight goes over the top. He walks to the middle of the ring and poses there with his arms across his chest. Kandi Wasington stands in front of Kandi Washington with her hands on her hips, staring at the booing fans. She wickedly grins as her music begins to fade. She looks down at her nails and starts to walk toward her corner. She lifts her foot on the second turnbuckle and starts adjusting the tip of her heeled boot.
Chris Caudill: “This woman has arrived with a holier than thy attitude and I’m interested to see if she can back it up.”
Ricky Cravate: “I’ve seen plenty of women like her and my hunch say she’s going to be like the majority of them. She is a dime a dozen Chris!”
Alexis Lace: “And introducing her opponent, standing in at five feet, two inches, and weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds… Caaaalllliiiisssstttaaaa Waaattteeerrrrrssss!!”
“And Your World Will Burn” by Cliff Lin hits and after a few moments Calista Waters walks out from the back wearing a black hoodie with the hood over her, big enough to basically hide away her face from the crowd as she walks towards the ring, not even giving them a second glance. She has her hands inside the front pockets, as she wastes no time getting down the ramp and walking up the steps. She walks along the ring apron before throwing off her hood before stepping through the bottom two ropes to get into the ring. Walking over to the far corner she pulls off her hoodie to reveal her ring gear, tossing the hoodie out of the ring and turning her attention back to Kandi Washington standing on the opposite ring, leaning in the corner.
Chris Caudill: “Calista does not look too impressed by her opposition here tonight. I wonder what she may have up her sleeve.”
Ricky Cravate: “Nonsense she is the Crippler, Chris, so it’s not her who you should be worried about, but Kandi’s well-being.”
(ding, ding, ding)
[ The referee calls for the bell and Calista starts toward Kandi, but as she goes to lock up with a tieup, Kandi sneaks in a thumb to her eyes. ]
Chris Caudill: “Oh what a cheap way to start the match Ricky. Can you believe that?”
Ricky Cravate: “Kandi said she’s snoop to any level to win the match.”
[ As Calista is rubbing her eyes, Kandi clenches her hands in her hair and spins her around as she tosses Calista across the ring. Calista attempts to sit up, but Kandi runs at her with a stomp to her midsection. Kandi proceeds to bend the rules as she is now standing on Calista’s hair while pulling up on Waters’ arms. ]
Ricky Cravate: “Kandi better be careful now to get herself disqualified.”
Chris Caudill: “Calista is crying out in pain as the referee is trying to maintain order.”
[ Kandi breaks the hold as she starts to argue with the PWX official. Calista holds her scalp as she reaches for the ropes to pull herself up. Kandi shoves pass the official and Calista drops her with a kneeling chop block to the back of her knees. She kneels down beside Kandi starts opening up with mounted punches to the face. Kandi tries covering up, but Calista appears relentless. The official reaches down and pulls her off of Kandi as Kandi pulls herself out of the ring. She’s rubbing her face as Drake races to be by her side. ]
Chris Caudill: “She can’t win the match from the outside.”
Ricky Cravate: “Calista looks like she really enjoyed punching Kandi in her face. I bet we see more of that if Kandi gets her ass in the ring.”
[ As Calista reaches through the ropes to grab the back of Kandi’s hair, Kandi spins around with a backhand across her face. She latches down on the back of her head as she starts to choke Calista with the second rope. She releases the hold and Calista falls back on her bottom as Kandi reenters the ring. She goes for a quick cover, but only gets a one count. ]
Ryan Cravate: “She couldn’t have believed she could have gotten a three count this early, could she!?”
Chris Caudill: “Who knows Ryan; she does have this arrogance about her.”
[ Before Kandi fully stands up, she has her hands clenched in Calista’s hair as she pulls her up to her feet. She tosses her in the corner and attempts a standing clothesline, but Calista ducks it and spins Kandi around to the corner. Calista starts connecting with kicks to the midsection as Kandi slowly starts falling into the seated position. Calista reaches down and grabs Kandi by her ankles and yanks her out of the corner, as she drops to the mat. Kandi arches her back off the mat and attends to it. ]
Chris Caudill: “It looks like Calista is back into this.”
Ryan Cravate: “I don’t think she was ever out of it to be honest.”
[ Calista reaches down and lifts Kandi up to her feet and whips her across the ring. When Kandi bounces back, she is met with a European uppercut. Kandi stumbles back as she holds her chin and Calista runs at her with a clothesline takedown. Kandi rolls up to her feet and Calista with a kick to the midsection. She hooks her arm and grabs the tights, suplex. Calista goes for the cover. ]
Chris Caudill: “It wasn’t enough to keep Kandi down, but I have a feeling Calista has far more up her sleeve.”
Ryan Cravate: “She’s just setting her up for the big finale.”
[ Calista attempts to yank her up, but Kandi surprises her with a small package rollup. The referee counts and Kandi only gets a two count. Kandi and Calista both get up to their feet at the same time and they lock up. Calista starts to get the advantage as she forces Kandi into the corner. The referee wedges between the divas and breaks them up as Calista backs up. As the referee moves, Kandi tackles Calista down to the mat. ]
Ryan Cravate: “Oh and the catfighting have begun!”
[ Kandi starts tearing at Calista’s hair as she pounds the back of her head against the canvas as they roll around the ring. ]
Chris Caudill: “Calista might have a concussion if Kandi continues pounding away at her head.”
[ The referee leans down and wraps his arms around Kandi as he pulls her off while Calista pulls herself up on the first rope. She stares at Kandi like she wasn’t expecting that. Kandi fights down from the referee and runs over at Calista as she takes her down with a modified lou thes press as she restarts to pound her head against the mat. The divas spill over the apron as they continue brawling. ]
Ryan Cravate: “This one is spilling out of the ring and it’s anybody game at this point! Who do you think is going to win Chris!?”
Chris Caudill: “I don’t know, but OH my God, Calista just took control of the match with that hard right punch to the face!”
[ Calista is up to her feet and she has Kandi’s right arm in grasp. She whips her into the steel stairs, but Kandi manages to reverse it and sends Calista face first into the steel post! ]
Chris Caudill: “My God, Calista’s face has just met that unforgiving steel!”
Ryan Cravate: “That would definitely cripple a person’s career!”
[ As Calista is leaning against the apron, Kandi comes up behind her and starts repeatedly slamming her face against the edge of the apron. Calista breaks the combination with an elbow to the sternum. She grabs Kandi and shoves her back against the barricade. She runs at Kandi, but Kandi with a high kick to the face. She runs at Calista and she stops her with a forearm smash. She grabs Kandi and throws her back into the ring. ]
Chris Caudill: “Smart decision, she doesn’t want the match to end in a draw.”
Ryan Cravate: “As Calista reenters the ring though, Kandi is stabbing her in the face with her fingernails!”
Chris Caudill: “That is an illegal claw grip!”
[ She breaks the hold as Calista is bleeding from her cheeks and she connects with a thunderous kick to the midsection and hooks the head to her side: DDT. She plants Kandi on the mat and rolls her over, 1 – 2 – Kandi Washington manages to get a shoulder up. ]
Ryan Cravate: “Kandi making her bleed has just lit the fire under her.”
[ Calista signals it is over as she goes to pick up Kandi, but Kandi breaks her hold with a bytch slap across the ring, followed by a boot to the midsection. She grabs Calista’s hair and hops down with a sit-out facebuster. ]
Chris Caudill: “Oh no, that was out of nowhere! I do not like how this one might end.”
[ Kandi staggers back to the corner as Calista starts to crawl toward the ropes. Kandi jots across the ring and connects with her foot to the head of Calista! ]
Chris Caudill: “My God! Oh my God, Calista Waters have just been knocked out!”
Ryan Cravate: “Like her or not Chris, Kandi’s Final Lick is effective!”
[ Kandi hooks the leg as the referee slides down to make the count, 1 – 2 – 3! The referee hops up to his feet as he’s signaling for the bell. ]
Alexis Lace: “Your winner and qualifying to the semi-finals of the Women’s Championship Tournament… KANDI WASHINGTON!!”
[ Kandi is helped to her feet by Drake Knight as he raises her arm in the air as the fans boo when “Get Naked” blasts through the p.a. system. ]
Chris Caudill: “Ryan, I would have never guessed she would have been the one to knock Calista out of the tournament.”
Ryan Cravate: “I actually thought Calista had the potential to win the entire thing.”
WINNER: KANDI WASHINGTON via pinfall @ 11:38
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[Rivalry]
Personal Jesus begins to play throughout the arena as Aries appears at the top of the entranceway looking out over the crowd. The crowd is giving off massive heat as his sunglasses hide his eyes. He makes his way down to the ring walking up the steps he steps through the ropes standing in the middle of the ring. He soaks it all in as he walks over demanding the microphone he grabs it walking back to the middle of the ring.
“First things first everyone in this arena tonight and everyone around the world take a look at fucking greatness. Alright now that the photo ops are over let’s get to the point Tripp Skylark you have been running around all week telling anyone who will listen you made me submit. The truth of the matter is simpler then that I passed out you were not man enough to make me tap out. You know this talking shit is getting old so why don’t you grow a set and come out to the ring right now!!!”
Aries lowers the microphone and waits for some kind of response after a few seconds Tripp’s music hit’s as he appears he has a smirk on his face. As he makes his way down to the ring Aries begins taunting him inviting him in to the ring. Tripp motions for him to back up as he does Tripp jumps up on the apron and grabs another microphone stepping through the ropes getting face to face with Aries.
“Aries it seems to me all you’re doing is bitching and moaning bruh I mean how many times do I have to beat you every time we step in the ring I embarrass the great “Phenom”. At the end of the day your just going to have to admit it right here and now I am better then you.”
The crowd pops loudly as Aries begin pacing back and forth with an intense expression on his face he then steps getting back in Tripp’s face.
“I thought you would say something like that so let’s just end this right here and now I am going to find out if you have any guts at all. You and I in an I Quit Match at Hostile Takeover!!!!”
Tripp laughs
“You know what Aries your on this is going to be the ultimate embarrassment for you just don’t whine when you scream I Quit like the bitch you are”
As Tripp lowers the microphone Aries kicks him in the stomach and tries to go for a brain buster but Tripp fights out of it quickly going for the chicken wing submission but Aries quickly drops down as both men start just throwing blows as officials come in and pull both men apart as they scream at each other as we cut to commercial.
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SINGLES MATCH:
KURT ALEXANDER vs ELIJAH BLACK
[The fans cheer as the former UWL World Champion Elijah Black is in the ring-ready to face off against Kurt Alexander.]
Chris Caudill: Big match tonight folks! Elijah Black looks to continue his dominance since debuting last week!
[As soon as the bell rang, Kurt was off like a cannon, running across the ring, and taking down a surprised Elijah Black with a lariat, drawing a nice pop for the start of the match. Kurt wasted no time in putting the boots to Black, who had little choice but to roll out of the ring, hoping to regroup, while the crowd booed. Kurt stood in the ring-soaking up the jeers from the crowd. He beckoned Black to come on, but Black demanded that the referee back Kurt up.]
Chris Caudill: Kurt Alexander is on fire tonight!
Ricky Cravate: I still think Elijah has this one! He caught him off guard!
[The referee complied, and Black rolled in, but Kurt was immediately on him again, going for a stomp, but Black quickly shot out an elbow into the breadbasket of Kurt, doubling him over, then sending him down with a nice European uppercut. Elijah Black grabbed his arm, and pulled it back applying a standing armbar, but Kurt quickly managed to reach out and grab the ropes. Elijah broke the hold and sighed-grabbing Kurt by the hair, and delivering a hard chop to the chest. He shoots him into the ropes-and catches him with a discuss lariat-nearly taking his head off. The crowd roars as he lifts Kurt up and lifts him up to his shoulder-dropping him to the mat with “Dead Like You” as the crowd roars. He rolls Kurt into a cover:
ONE!
TWO---Kurt gets his foot on the bottom rope!]
Chris Caudill: Damn it! I thought Elijah had him there!
[The fans boo as Kurt kicks out-but Elijah powers on-lifting him up and slamming him into the turnbuckle. He delivers a trifecta of elbow strikes to the head-and lifts him up onto the top rope. He climbs up and goes for an attack-but Kurt delivers a pair of shots to the ribs-and shoves him down to the mat. After a second, he goes for a dive-but Black catches him with a cutter out of nowhere as the crowd explodes]
Ricky Cravate: HOT DAMN!
Chris Caudill: The Butterfly Defect FOR THE WIN!
[Elijah rolls Kurt into the cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!!!
The bell rings as he rolls to the floor and smiles, ready for his next challenge as we fade to commercial.]
WINNER: ELIJAH BLACK via pinfall @ 6:23
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A Challenge For Osaka]
[“Fade” by Kidd Russell hits the PA system, as John Pariah steps out onto the stage. He is holding the original PWX Hybrid Championship-as he slings it over his shoulder and walks down the ramp, shaking fans hands as he gets closer to the ring.]
Alexis Lace: Please welcome, the Founder of PWX…JOHN…PARIAH!!
[He slides into the ring-and holds the belt up as his music fades out. He takes the mic from Alexis, as the crowd roars loudly.]
John Pariah: it has been a dogs age since I’ve been in this city-and I promise I won’t waste much of your time tonight. Next week, in Osaka-I will be facing the current Hybrid Champion, Timothy Hunt one on one. It will be a crossroads of ages, of careers, and will be the biggest test of my career!
[The crowd roars as Pariah holds up the old Hybrid title belt]
John Pariah: This title has meant the most to me in my 13 year career. I forged this division, I spear-headed this division-and now, we have a champion who makes it proud. Timothy Hunt, it will be an honor to send you on your way next week in Osaka-and I hope you have that title with you when we step into that ring for the first time ever. Next week, Pariah vs Hunt, Archetype vs Controversy. The Hybrid Hall of Fame. It will be a pleasure…
[He drops the mic-as “Fade” reprises. He holds the belt above his head, as we fade to commercial.]
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