Post by PWXonline on Feb 22, 2013 16:02:57 GMT -5
PWX Hostile Takeover III
Tokyo Dome
Tokyo, Japan
Wednesday, February 27th 2013
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[ Redemption by GACKT is playing over the PA as the opening video plays.]
Chris Caudill: Welcome to PWX Adrenaline 28!
Ricky Cravate: We are LIVE from the Jo Hall Arena in Osaka, Japan!
Chris Caudill: This venue was the home of the original Hostile Takeover event several years ago!
Ricky Cravate: That's right Chris, and tonight we're returning to this arena with a night full of action-only on Fuel TV!
Chris Caudill: It's a packed show-so let's not waste a SECOND OF IT!
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GOLDEN DRAGON DYNASTY vs MEGA EXECUTIVE POWERS
[ Hail To The Chief / Back To the Bone plays over the PA system, as the Mega-Executive Powers head down to the ring-to a surprising chorus of boo’s.]
Alexis Lace: The following is tag team action scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit. Introducing first, Slick Willy and Tricky Dick, the MEGA EXECUTIVE POWERS!!!!
[The Tokyo fans boo loudly, as the duo slides into the ring. Suddenly, Journey Through The Decade by GACKT hits the PA system. The crowd pops as Raito Shiba and Jun Kasai head down the ramp, and slide into the ring.]
Alexis Lace: Their opponents…the Golden Dragon Dynasty!!!
[Raito and Kasai immediately rush their opponents, exchanging blows as the bell rings. Raito delivers a kick to the ribs-and throws Tricky Dick to the floor. Kasai lifts up Slick Willy-but he lands on his feet and delivers a neckbreaker to the larger masked man. The ref sends Raito to the corner-as Slick Willy delivers a flurry of kicks to the head. He picks up Kasai-and delivers a forearm strike, followed by a springboard off the bottom rope-connecting with a huge shoulder block. He goes for a cover:
ONE!
TWO—KICKOUT!
He picks Kasai up-who shoves him away and turns him inside out with a running lariat as the crowd pops. Kasai tags in Ratio-who immediately climbs up to the top turnbuckle, and waits for Willy to get to his feet. He dives off with a flying head scissors-and sends Willy across the ring. The fans cheer loudly as Raito picks him up-and goes for a suplex. Will lands on his feet and shoves him into the corner-following up with a running splash. He lifts Raito up and drapes him on the middle rope-hitting a DDT to a huge boo from the Japanese crowd.]
Chris Caudill: Another Stain On The Ring!
[He tags in Tricky Dick-and kicks Kasai in the head-knocking him to the floor. The two climb up on the turnbuckles-and both crash into Raito with double elbow drops]
Ricky Cravate: United We Stand!
[They go for the pin:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
The fans in Japan boo as their music reprises, and the Mega-Executive Powers celebrate their win. ]
WINNERS: MEGA EXECUTIVE POWERS via pinfall @ 4:50
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The camera catches Adam Stryker getting out of his red Ford Gran Torino 1972. He is wearing a black shirt, jeans and has his Hybrid title resting on right shoulder, while the Tag team belt rests on the left.
Stryker: Sweet ride, huh? That car has been my dream since I was a little kid. It wasn't the cheepest thing I ever bought, that's for sure, but hell, it's a goddamn pleasure to ride. But I bet you aren't here to talk about cars, right? You wanna hear some final words before I go to battle Brian Hollywood again, huh?
The smile he had just few seconds back disappears.
Stryker: I have said all I need about Brian Hollywood. I faced him once and beat him, yet I was still kind enough to accept his rematch offer, even put my precious Hybrid Championship on the line. Why? Because I know I have his number and I will beat him again. Don't expect comments from me now or anytime else. There will be no talks, just my celebration and Brian's demise, as the man who once was king will lay before you a broken man. And the the joker will take the crown.
He lit a cigarette before escaping the scene.
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WINENR GETS EVOLUTION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:
ELIJAH BLACK vs CHRISTIAN RHODES
[Purple lights pulse around the arena as Smash The Control Machine thunders through the speakers…]
With the perfect hair
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...
[…before Elijah Black steps out on top of the ramp, surveying the arena around him with the hood of his black hoodie raised, standing with his fists clenched by his sides]
[Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game!]]
[Black throws his head back, throwing the hood back around his shoulders, and shakes some of the excess water out of his hair as he begins to walk down the ramp]
Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
[Black walks down the ramp at a slow, deliberate pace, a smirk on the corner of his lips as he ignores the fans around him]
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out your banks
But billed me for the loss
[…reaching the bottom of the ramp, Black pauses at ringside to flick his attention to the ring for a moment, before he paces around the ringside area]
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machines
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
[Pacing around the ring, Black continues his deliberate pace around the ring, staying within his own headspace and blocking out the crowd’s reaction]
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
[Quick as a flash, Black breaks from his patrol of ringside and jumps onto the apron, waiting for a moment on one knee for the right moment in his theme…]
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die
[Black quickly scales the turnbuckles from the ring apron, standing on the top rope and holds his fist in the air, looking out over the crowd and looking pleased with himself]
SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves - for minimum wage
[Black jumps off the top rope into the ring, slapping himself on the chest a couple of times before standing with his arms spread wide, as he turns to invite the crowd’s reaction]
[[The revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade wi-fi]]
[…before removing his hoodie and chucking it into his corner of the ring]
Chris Caudill: The winner of this match, earns an Evolution Title shot!
Ricky Cravate: Leon Cashmere had some personal issues to deal with-and was unable to make it out to Tokyo tonight! So it’s going to be one on one!
EXPERIENCE IT!
The lights go out as Get Famous by Kill Hannah plays over the PA System, and Christian Rhodes heads out from behind the curtain. The crowd is mixed as he heads into the ring and climbs in-posing on the ropes as he waits for the bell to ring.
Chris Caudill: Here we go!
[The opening bell rings, as Rhodes and Black stand in the ring. The two lock up-and Black quickly goes behind and rolls one half of the Tag Team Champions up:
ONE—KICKOUT
The two get back to a vertical base, and lock up again-this time Black quickly throws a wild series of strikes to Rhodes-sending him into the corner. He shoots him off into the far corner. He follows up with a running kick to the side of the head. He pulls Rhodes out of the corner-and delivers a discus lariat. He picks him back up-and shoots him into the far corner. Rhodes crashes chest first into the turnbuckle. Black jumps off the ropes and catches Rhodes with a diving forearm smash, knocking the Tag Team Champion down. He follows it up with another cover:
ONE!
TW--KICKOUT!
Black sighs as he picks him up-and shoves him into the ropes, delivering a series of hard kicks to the mid section. He quickly drops him with a standing DDT, and floats over into another cover-hooking the leg for leverage:
ONE!
TWO---KICKOUT!!
He sighs again-as he lifts Rhodes up and shoots him into the ropes. He goes for another heel kick-but Rhodes catches him and dumps him on his head with a T-Bone Suplex. He smirks as he picks him up-and shoots him into the corner, following it up with a boot to the face. He drops down and goes for the cover:
ONE!
TWO!
THR--KICKOUT!
The fans pop as Elijah Black kicks out. Rhodes sighs as he picks him up. Black battles back with a flurry of hard punches-and goes for a kick. Rhodes catches the leg-and Black follows up with an enziguri. It staggers Rhodes as Black follows it up with a drop toe hold. He lifts up Rhodes and delivers the Burakkusuta as the fans pop loudly. Out of instinct, Rhodes rolls to the floor]
Chris Caudil: Impressive showing here from Elijah Black.
Ricky Cravate: No doubt about it Chris! He’s 3-0 here in PWX competition!
[Black goes out onto the apron-and goes for a running ranna off the apron-but Rhodes catches him and blocks it. He swings Black and sends him crashing into the ring steps as the crowd boo’s loudly. He picks him up-and bashes him face first onto the ring steps. He pulls him up-and hits a full nelson face buster-dropping him again head first into the steps. The crowd boo’s as Rhodes picks up a now bloody Elijah Black, and throws him as hard as possible into the railing. He grabs a pair of chairs, and sets them up facing each other. He grabs a third one and lays it across the first two-making a bridge of chairs.]
Chris Caudill:
Ricky Cravate: Japanese fans love violence Chris! Christian Rhodes is just giving it to them!
Ref: Rhodes! Stop it! Come on, bring it back into the ring.
[Rhodes stalks Black, who is fighting to his feet. He turns around and Rhodes rocks him with a spine buster-driving him through the chairs. The crowd pops at the action-but begin to boo Rhodes as he stands up and smirks to the crowd. He lifts Elijah black up and throws him back into the ring, following in and locking in the Cobra Clutch. The fans boo as he wrenches back on the hold-and cheer as Elijah grabs the bottom rope. He breaks the hold, and smiles-picking him up and setting him up for the Golden Promise. Black fights him off-and turns around-lifting him up and dropping him with an atomic drop. He steps up with an enziguri-and than lifts a dazed Rhodes onto his shoulders-and drops him with the Dead Like You as the crowd pops. He rolls him into the pin:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!!
The bell rings as the crowd pops as Elijah Black rolls to the floor and celebrates his win. He motions for a belt around his waist as the ref holds his arm up.]
Chris Caudill: Elijah Black is officially in line for PWX gold.
Ricky Cravate: The question is, will we get to see Black / Silkk III? Or will he face off with Shadoe Rage?
WINNER: ELIJAH BLACK via pinfall @ 7:56
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The camera is wandering around backstage as we see Jason Aries standing in front of a monitor watching the show intently. Jason is dressed and ready to compete he seems to have more focus than we have ever seen before. He looks over his shoulder looking in to the camera and then he looks back at the monitor he feels the camera watching him. He then turns around with an intense look on his face as he begins to speak.
“What the fuck do you want can you not see I am preparing here it looks as if I am going to have to go out there and once again steal the god damn show. I hope everyone and I mean everyone does not have a weak stomach because the violence I am going to unleash might be even more then the Japanese can handle. Tripp Skylar you have breathed the last breath of your career and in just a matter of minutes I am going to take it from you. I am ready to sacrifice my blood sweat and tears here tonight I know that is something you cannot comprehend. February 27th 2013 will be forever known as the night you stepped in the ring with the best and you left on a stretcher. The only sound anyone is going to hear is the sound of you tapping like a little bitch.”
He walks away from the camera as we cut back inside the arena.
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SUBMISSION MATCH
TRIPP SKYLARK vs JASON ARIES
Both men stand face to face with each other as the referee seems scared to ring the bell he finally rings the bell as both men just start throwing heavy blows with Aries getting the upper hand with a knee to the stomach making Tripp drop to one knee. Aries keeps his focus but suddenly Tripp hits him with a double leg take down and begins reigning down blows to the head. He lands a few good shots before Aries escapes going right after Tripp both men lock on each trying to force the other back down. Both men go towards the ropes falling through to the outside continuing the lock up before trip runs Aries knee first in to the ring steps. Aries quickly rolls back in to the ring grabbing at his knee as Tripp begins to stalk him grabbing Aries leg he snaps it back as Aries yells out in pain. Tripp does it once more this time putting more force in to it snapping Aries all the way over. Tripp begins to play to the crowd as he feels he has finally got the upper hand. Aries slides back in to the corner rubbing his knee as Tripp comes in Aries catches him with a quick boot to the face stunning Tripp. Tripp runs at the corner as he does Aries quickly moves out of the way Tripp runs hard in to the corner stumbling back as Aries hits a standing drop kick knocking Tripp down. Aries goes on the attack sitting Tripp up he traps his left arm reigning down vicious elbows to Tripp’s head and neck. Aries then stands up taking a few steps back he runs at Tripp kicking him square in the back. Tripp falls back in pain as Aries has a sadistic intense look on his face he runs at the ropes bouncing off he hits a frog splash elbow.
Chris Caudill: Aries and Tripp want to finish the one off!
Ricky Cravate: Jason Aries is a former Hybrid Champion Chris, and he’s looking like it!
Chris Caudill: This has been fantastic thus far!
Tripp grabs at his mid-section as Aries grabs him by the hair making him stand up as he does he hits him with a hard slap to the face. Tripp holds his face as a monstrous expression comes across his face he dives at Aries taking him down the referee tries to break them apart and bring them to their feet. The referee gets between them as he does Aries sucker punches Tripp knocking him back in to the corner Aries follows him in hitting Tripp over and over with machine gun chops. Tripp slumps in the corner as Aries backs up in to the other corner waiting for Tripp to fully stand back up. Tripp stands in the corner Aries quickly takes off hitting a drop kick in the corner Tripp stumbles falling face first out of the corner as Aries lets out a scream as he nips up back to his feet. Aries continues to play to the crowd as he does Tripp collects himself quickly chop blocking the back of Aries knee causing him to fall bending it back further. Tripp goes on the attack dragging Aries over to the corner sliding out of the ring he grabs Aries slamming his knee around the ring post. Aries screams out in pain as Tripp taunts him Aries swings at him wildly missing him. Tripp then wraps his legs around the post slapping on a figure four around the ring post as he pulls violently Aries just screams grabbing at his knee. Tripp hangs on for as long as he can finally letting grow as Aries finally slides back to the middle of the ring trying to kick his leg to get the blood flowing back in his knee. Tripp slides back in to the ring locking on a half crab as the referee asks Aries if he wants to give it up.
Chris Caudill: I don’t think the Phenom will give up that easially Ricky!
Ricky Cravate: No doubt about it! He knows winning this match could put him back into contention for his Hybrid Championship!
Aries screams no as he drags himself to the ropes grabbing each rope as he does Tripp still has a hold of one leg Aries uses the other to hit a stiff enziguri that can be heard throughout the building. Tripp just drops as both men are now down. Aries hits his leg as he sits up slowly making his way back to his feet he hits Tripp with a stiff kick to the head. Aries goes for a quick brain buster but his knee cannot support the weight and he drops Tripp. Tripp grabs the arm of Aries trying to whip him in to the corner but Aries reverses sending Tripp flying in to the corner. Aries once again gets a burst of energy hitting another drop kick in the corner but instead of letting Tripp drop this time Aries sets him up on the top rope. Aries spins hitting a roaring elbow as Tripp slumps on the top turnbuckle Aries climbs up making sure his leg can with stand it he throws Tripps arm over his neck picking him up in the suplex position. He holds him up in the air for what seems to be forever before dropping him in to an avalanche brain buster but he holds on picking him back up he drops him with a second brain buster. Aries then slaps on a triangle choke pulling out it as Tripp tries to struggle but Aries refuses to let go forcing Tripp to finally tap as he does Aries lets go just lying on the matt.
Chris Caudill: It’s over! Aries scores the victory!
Ricky Cravate: Impressive win by the former Hybrid Champion Chris!
WINNER: JASON ARIES via submission @ 7:23
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[Zion Speaks]
[The camera cuts right to the PWX parking lot where Jerry Clark who stands rather professionally holding his microphone in his stupid looking checkered suit and bright yellow bow tie. Jerry clears his throat before he turns and starts speaking in his boring, monotonous voice.]
Jerry Clark - Ladies and gentleman, after many month's hiatus from any PWX segment, our beloved PWX champion has given us the time in his busy schedule to actually speak to someone like myself. So with that, I want to introduce you to the man who's single-handedly built PWX from the bottom up: Darin Zion.
[The crowd boos as Darin Zion strides proudly on screen in his tights with his PWX Championship draped over his shoulder. He smirks and pushes Jerry Clark immediately out of the scene. His face looks rather angry while he glares into the camera. Intensity burns through as Zion speaks passionately towards the crowd.]
Darin Zion - Great job Jerry, you can actually memorize a freaking script. I didn't need your fucking presence to make this promo great. I make it great by simply standing here and being here on PWX camera speaking. We all know how I feel about fucking promos. Words are just distractions from business.
[Suddenly in the background, you hear a car peel into the garage. It sounds like a limousine. Suddenly, Zion smirks as you hear a thick clack echoing through the parking garage. Wheels turn within Darin's head and as he speaks, he jars the camera man to pan out on the person who emerged from the car: Brian Hollywood.]
Darin Zion - Distractions, LIKE THAT FUCKING BRIAN HOLLYWOOD WHO HAS TO FUCKING TAINT WRESTLING WITH FUCKING SEX TAPES! Hey, Hollywood, next time, show this title some fucking respect and turn off the God damned camera.
[Hollywood ignores Zion and the camera pans back to Zion who smirks arrogantly. He looks at his PWX Title while he proudly poses it towards the camera. The crowd roars in anger as Zion continues to speak.]
Darin Zion - That's the problem with today's talent. They all have to one up each other with fucking gimmicks that degrade the name of wrestling. Does anyone remember the days where people like Bruno Sanmartino actually showed RESPECT to a world championship? Let alone, did you ever know of someone who cared about the fans as much as he did when he stepped out into this fucking ring and just beat the holy living fuck out of anyone who crossed his path in an 8 year title reign? Me neither! But don't worry, now, I'm bringing you fans back to the glory days. Days where a world champion becomes a prized fighter, chooses his words wisely, and actually destroys his opponents.
Crowd - FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION! FUCK YOU ZION!
Darin Zion - Yeah, fuck you too you fucking Asian hookers, you don't know what you fucking want. All you crave is these attention whores who have degraded this title before I held it. I don't blame you; I once was blind, but now, the vision is clear. I'm wrestling's prophet; I'm a God if you truly want to call me that. And God gave you me to gift you with respect and honor again. Yeah, I know, I promised I'd not deliver fucking sermons, but tonight's my sermon on the mount. These words I speak mean nothing compared to what I'm going to do to your precious Nintendo fuck head Ness.
[The camera fades to the crowd where the crowd starts yelling "Ness" loudly hoping to piss off Darin Zion. You see many signs with Ness' name in Nintendo logos and people flushing Zion's head down a toilet or getting chopped up into sushi with Ness valiantly holding up the PWX Title.]
Darin Zion - I don't know why PWX officials continue to undermine my respected name in the wrestling industry. Really? I face Ness. I mean on paper, it's a great match for these fans. Two grand slam champions collide for the first time to see who honestly deserves this PWX Championship. But honestly, what has Ness done since he's come back. At best, Ness ranks up there as PWX's jobber to the stars. He's lost to Jason Aries and tonight he faces the Franchise, Darin Zion. Does he honestly think he stands a chance?!
Crowd -- YES HE DOES! YES HE DOES!
Darin Zion - Ness, I honestly want you to take a step back. You're not the same man you once held yourself to be. You fought people like Norcia and climbed your way to this belt that I hold. You once fought for the same reasons I did: OVERCOMING THE BULLSHIT. Now, all you want to do is bring down my cause and insult my intelligence. Yeah, sure you hate me, last I checked, EVERYONE FUCKING HATES THE TRUTH. Newsflash, we aren't fucking idiots like you. But now, you just stand for the stupidity you and I sought out to destroy. You want to bury a capable talent who's stood dominant at every fucking PWX Pay Per View I've fought at. Sorry, Loch Nessie, but feelings are distractions too.
[Zion holds up the PWX as he starts to prepare to leave.]
Darin Zion - Tonight, I show you and Japan why I'm the franchise of PWX. Tonight, you face ten million more nuclear bombs than these fuckers felt in World War II. You're not going against a weak Zion, you'll face the man who holds the thrown. And I guarantee my career that I'll beat your fucking ass to oblivion. Because I'm Darin Zion; and DON'T YOU FORGET IT.
[Darin Zion throws the microphone down and immediately walks towards the camera man and lays him out with the title. Darin Zion looks right down at the camera and glares right at it.]
Darin ZIon - Now, THAT'S how you make an impact.
[Zion steps on the camera and it fades to static.]
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PWX WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT – FINAL ROUND MATCH
KANDI WASHINGTON vs TIAMI TYLER
Alexis Lace: The following contest is for one falls and its Women’s Championship Tournament’s Finals and for the vacant PWX WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!
Chris Caudill: It’s come down to the self-proclaimed First Lady of Wrestling Kandi Washington and the very talented Tiami Tyler who has almost been here since day one.
Ricky Cravate: Not to mention Chris, the tension that has built up between these two divas. This match is going to be explosive here tonight and I couldn’t think of a better show than Hostile Takeover to witness it.
Alexis Lace: And introducing first…
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 her opponent.
Alexis Lace: Billed from Portland, Oregon and standing in at 5 feet, 5 inches… she is the Icy Revolution… TIAMI TYLER!
Chris Caudill: I don’t think I have ever seen Tiami so determined than we are seeing her right now. I believe her chances in this match are absolutely good.
Ricky Cravate: I have to disagree with you, Chris. Kandi may not be the greatest in the ring, but she is an ultimate opportunist, and she’ll find the opportunity to take it from Tiami Tyler.
Alexis Lace: And introducing her opponent…
Get Naked by Method of Mayhem hits the p.a. system as the fans rise to their feet booing and chants of whore begin to fill the arena. When pink and purple lights start to flash through the crowd, the velvet entrance curtains wiggle open as smoke starts to blow out from the top of the ramp as Kandi Washington appears from behind the curtains. She struts up to the top as she stands just within the smoke as she places her hands on her hips. She stares to both sides of the crowd as the smoke dies down and she's joined by her entourage Drake Knight and Ice. Kandi is dressed in a pair of silver boy shorts, light blue backless halter top, and knee-high blocked heel boots. She has her hair pulled back in a tightly-pulled ponytail. She starts to strut down the ramp as she's smirking at the booing crowd while Drake Knight and Ice follows behind her. She makes her way to the bottom of the ramp way and turns to her left as she proceeds to the stairs. She struts up the three steel steps as she makes her way alongside the ring apron. She pauses in the middle on the outside apron, staring back at the fans as Drake Knight and Ice stand on both sides of the entrance ramp, at the bottom just glawking at the crowd. She turns back to the ropes and lowers herself under the second rope and steps over the first rope. She stands back up and struts to the middle of the ring, raising her arms above her head as she evilly smirks at the booing crowd as she walks across the ring to the corner. She turns around in the corner and leans against the turnbuckle as she lifts her foot up on the bottom turnbuckle pad. Her theme starts to fade, the lights die down, and her video fades from the screen to blackness. All that can be heard now are the fans boos.
Alexis Lace: Billed from Sin City, Nevada, standing in at 5 feet, 2 inches, and being accompanied by her female body guard Ice… she is known as the First Lady of Wrestling… KANDI WASHINGTON!!
Ricky Cravate: She looks like a million bucks Chris and the fact she’s champion caliber just exudes from her pores.
Chris Caudill: Kandi looks like she doesn’t want to wait to get this match started.
Upon entering the ring, Kandi races across the ring as Tiami is caught off guard as she tackles Tiami down to the mat. She clasps her hands around Tiami’s throat and starts pounding the back of her head against the canvas as the referee quickly calls for the bell.
[ding, ding, ding]
Chris Caudill: Wow Kandi wasted little time to getting this match underway.
Ricky Cravate: It’s a strategy she had to resort to in order to get the upper hand against an opponent like Tiami.
The referee helps lift Kandi up off of Tiami as she’s kicking and screaming at Tiami, who climb backwards up on the ropes. Kandi breaks free from the referee and jolts over to Tiami, but Tiami kicks her foot up to her stomach. She bounces off the ropes and clotheslines Kandi down to the mat. Kandi rolls up to her feet and Tiami charges her with a shoulder block, forcing her to stagger backwards. She pushes Kandi into the corner and leans down as she begins to connect with shoulder thrusts to the midsection. As the referee warns her about the move, Tiami steps back as Kandi slides down to a seated position. Tiami runs at her with a hip thrust, but Kandi quickly exits the ring as Tiami hits the second turnbuckle hip first.
Ricky Cravate: Smart move on Kandi’s part because that could have rearranged her beautiful face.
Chris Caudill: I think that was Tiami’s intentions.
Tiami reaches through the ropes to grab Kandi by the hair and as she pulls her up—Kandi grabs her from around the back of her head and sends her neck crashing down over the second rope with a guillotine choke. She rolls back inside the ring and starts kneeling beside Tiami as she starts pounding the back of her head repeatedly against the canvas. The referee starts to count, 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – as Kandi breaks the hold. Kandi clutches a handful of Tiami’s bluish colored hair as she begins her up to her feet, but Tiami battles out of it with forearms to the stomach. Kandi breaks her grip and sends her flying overhead with a northern lights suplex.
Chris Caudill: Beautiful northern lights suplex and just like that Tiami is back into this thing.
Ricky Cravate: I wouldn’t count Kandi out—she does have Ice at ringside.
Kandi arches her back off the mat, holding it as she cries out in pain. Tiami holds the back of her head as she walks her way over to the fallen Kandi. She leans down to lift Kandi up, but Kandi grabs her into a small package rollup: 1 – 2 – Tiami kicks out and she’s up first as she starts to stomp away at the fallen ‘diva.’ Tiami leans down and lifts her up as she whips Kandi into the ropes. When Kandi bounces off the ropes, Tiami runs at her with a spear.
Ricky Cravate: Oh no, Tiami’s spear may have broken Kandi directly in two!
Chris Caudill: And Tiami is back to her feet as she’s taunting the supposed Queen to her feet. She’s real trouble now Ricky.
As Kandi stumbles to her feet holding her stomach, Tiami meets her with a kick to the gut, and drills her head first onto the mat with a DDT. She orlls her over and covers: 1 – 2 – Kandi barely gets a shoulder up as Tiami’s fans are chanting Tiami louder and louder as she points to them before walking backwards to the corner. She hops on the second rope and climbs to the third as she turns around. She leaps up off the top with a moonsault.
Chris Caudill: Oh my God, Tiami caught nothing but canvas with that moonsault!
Ricky Cravate: She wasted too much time and now can Kandi capitalize?
Kandi uses the ropes to climb up to her feet as Tiami struggles to hers, holding her stomach around. Kandi with a hard bytch slap across the face and grabs her by the back of her hair, slamming her backwards on the canvas. She places the heel part of her boots against Tiami’s throat and starts to add pressure as the referee is aggressively yelling at Kandi to break the hold.
Chris Caudill: That move is ILLEGAL!
Tiami is grabbing Kandi’s boot and trying to push her off, but the referee starts the count: 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – Kandi removes her boot from Tiami’s throat. Tiami rolls over to her stomach and Kandi leans down grabbing her by the hair and slamming her face first against the canvas as the fans boo ridiculously loud for the self-proclaimed First Lady of Wrestling.
Ricky Cravate: Kandi is back in control and I have never mind having a woman takes control of me.
Chris Caudill: Oh shut up Ricky and call the damn match!
As Kandi leans down to grab her by the hair as she lifts Tiami up to her feet, she whips her into the ropes, but Tiami reverses it. As Kandi runs off the ropes, Tiami does the same across the ring, and the two divas collide with a double clothesline as they lay splattered out on the canvas.
Chris Caudill: These ladies have knocked the wind out of each other!
The referee checks on them and both show small amounts of life as they reach for the ropes.
Ricky Cravate: It’s going to be a race who can get up to their feet first.
Tiami and Kandi both start using the ropes on opposite ends of the ring to climb up to their feet. Tiami looks to get up first, but Kandi is not far behind. Kandi and Tiami meet in the ring as Tiami blocks a forearm shot by Kandi and sends her backwards with one of her own. Tiami starts to open up with repeated shots to the face as it knocks Kandi down to the canvas.
Chris Caudill: Kandi is not in a good position right now, Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: Oh shut up Chris!
Kandi stumbles up to her feet and she’s met with a kick to the midsection as Tiami clasps onto the back of Kandi’s hair. She hops up and it drills Kandi’s face with the canvas.
Chris Caudill: THE ICY REVOLUTION!
Ricky Cravate: Nooo!
Tiami covers her, 1 – 2 – Drake Knight has climbed up on the apron and is distracting the referee. Tiami is yelling at the referee to make the count, but realizes Drake Knight has the ref by the neck. As she gets up to confront Drake Knight, Ice has slid into the ring and she’s standing behind Tiami Tyler with her hands on her waist and a smirk on her face as the fans are booing, screaming behind you.
Chris Caudill: The referee is busy with Drake Knight and Tiami Tyler is about to be dog food!
Tiami walks back into Ice and turns around with a frightened look on her face as she starts to battle her way out of it, but Ice slaps her hand around her throat. She squeezes it as Tiami starts to fall to her knees, but Ice lifts her up and holds her back as she slams her down on the mat with a devastating chokeslam. She grabs Kandi and drags her by the arm over Tiami Tyler, before quickly making her exit.
Ricky Cravate: Tiami should have known better than to come alone. Kandi has a million tricks up her sleeve!
Chris Caudill: This is highway robbery!
When Drake lets the referee go and climbs off the apron, he turns to the mat and sees Kandi covering Tiami, so he slides down to the mat, 1 – 2 – 3!
Chris Caudill: What a royal screwjob!
Ricky Cravate: Yes! I was right Chris!
The referee gets up as both Ice and Drake Knight enter the ring as Drake is the one to help Kandi up to her feet. Ice pulls the title from the referee and holds it against the midsection of Kandi as Get Naked starts to blare over the PA system with the fans booing. Kandi grabs the title with her right hand as she uses Drake to hold her up.
Alexis Lace: Your winner AND FIRST-EVER PWX WOMEN’S CHAMPION… KANDI WASHINGTON!!
WINNER: KANDI WASHINGTON via Pinfall @ 13:12
She’s helped out of the ring by Drake as he carries her up the ramp with Ice in close pursuit. The referee checks down on Tiami Tyler who appears to be out cold.
Ricky Cravate: You should have given more credit to her Tiami and you wouldn’t be out cold!
Chris Caudill: Kandi should have kept her bodyguards out of it. Tiami deserved better than this! She had the damn thing won!
Ricky Cravate: She doesn’t look like a winner on her back, haha!
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PWX EVOLUTION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH:
PWX Evolution Champion JAMES SILKK
Versus
Alexis Lace: The following contest is a No DQ, No Count Out Match and it is for the PWX Evolution Championship!
Chris Caudill: Here we go!
Ricky Cravate: I’ve been super excited for this match!
[The music starts up. Irene Cara’s Fame starts with its synth pop 80’s beat. The curtains part and Marissa Monet leads the way. The 6’6 Amazon strides down to ringside, glaring with her laser-like hazel eyes. She is dressed in her black battle gear. Behind her comes Shadoe Rage in his gaudy sequined cape and pink and gold ring gear. He flourishes down the aisle, spinning and his cape billowing as he shouts and threatens the audience, pointing and jawing until he hits ringside. With disdain, he threatens a child at ringside.
Shadoe: Remember what you see here, baby. This is for you!
Marissa steps over the top rope, marching around the ring as Shadoe climbs onto the apron and vaults over the top rope. Marissa bends in the corner, facing the audience and Shadoe mounts the ropes behind her like a randy stallion, creating a wave of flashbulbs at the lewd tableau.
Rage points and circles his finger in the air before he dismounts and sweeps off his ring gear. He is intense, slapping his biceps, shadowboxing, yanking and pulling at the ropes. He looks ready to explode.]
Chris Caudill: Rage looks ready tonight!
Ricky Cravate: He better be, James Silkk is no slouch!
[The lights go out, as a guitar intro is heard over the PA System, and blue and white strobe lights flicker throughout the arena.]
IIIIMMMM NOOTT LIIKEEE YOUUU!!!
[ More Like You by Scars of Life hits the PA system. James Silkk steps out onto the stage and turns his back to the ring. He throws his arms out-and yells, arching his back before turning around. ]
How can I change the image looking back when I stare in the mirror
A man before me stands there bathed in self doubt hatred and fear
But I pound the glass as I keep looking back at a soul that’s empty and gray.
[The fans have somewhat of a mixed reaction as he heads down the ramp.]
I push away but you keep coming back into me
I am unlike you
What I am is insufficient by your standards
So I’ll be more like you.
[He poses on the ropes as the music fades out and he waits for his opponent.]
Chris Caudill: It’s go time Ricky! Let’s see who walks out of Tokyo tonight with the Evolution Championship!
Ricky Cravate: This is going to be nuts!
[The bell rings as the two men circle the ring, jockeying for position. Rage suddenly goes for a double leg takedown, getting Silkk on the ground and unleashing a flurry of punches on the champion. Silkk tries to fight him off and when he does, he quickly slides under the bottom rope to get out of the ring. Rage follows him, clobbering him with lefts and rights before leaning him on the ringpost. Shadoe shoots several stiff backhand chops towards Silkk's chest, but The Abstract suddenly dodges and Rage's hand get nothing but the steel post. As he roars in pain, Silkk shoots a knee strike towards the challenger's belly before rolling him back to the ring. Silkk steps on the apron and jumps at Rage with a Springboard Spiral Tap. He goes for the first cover or the matchup.
ONE!
TWO-- KICKOUT!
Chris Claudill: Beautiful high risk move by our Evolution Champion, but definitely not enough to put Rage down for a three count!
Silkk goes for a submission victory, as he locks in a Liontamer. Rage tries his hardest not to scream of pain and after several second, he uses the terrific strenght in his legs to power out of the hold. Silkk is quickly continuing the attack, kneeling the opponent's belly doubling him over. He goes for Twist of Fate, but Shadoe escapes the hold just in time and finds himself behind the champion. He wastes no time and drops Silkk with a German Suplex. He holds on, performing a second one, before doing a Release German, sending Silkk's back and neck towards the tunrbuckle.
Ricky Cravate: Great sequence by The King of the Rage Country! He goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-- KICKOUT!
As James is still clutching his neck in pain, trying to shake off the pain, Rage escapes the ring for a brief moment, before coming back with a steel chair. He smacks it over the back of Silkk who tries to get to his feet, sending him back down. He sticks the chair in the corner, between second and third rope. He goes to Irish Whip Silkk into the chair, but Silkk reverses and it's the challenger going head first into the chair. The Abstract tries to catch a breath before delivering a shoot kick on the chest and dropping Shadoe with a DDT.
Chris Claudill: After such impact on Shadoe's head, I would go for a cover right off, being in Silkk's place.
Ricky Cravate: But it seems he wants to make him hurt even more.
Silkk puts Shadoe into a seated position before shooting several kicks towards his back. He then runs off the ropes, going for a Shining Wizard, but Rage dodges and is back to his feet unbelievably quickly. James comes off the opposite ropes, Rage wants to drop him with a Spinebuster, but Silkk reverses it into another DDT! This time he goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- KICKOUT!
Silkk smacks the canvas in frustration before going for the chair that's stuck in the corner. He opens it right in the middle of the ring and drags Rage there, sitting him on the chair. He runs off the ropes going to attack Shadoe, but the challenger quickly charges from the chair towards Silkk and drops his opponent with a vicious spear! Rage picks him up, Irish Whips him towards the ropes and as James bounces back, he gets dropped with a Spinebuster right on the opened chair!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Chris Claudill: That was insane!
Ricky Cravate: This could be it!
Rage goes for the cover...
ONE!
TWO
THRE-- KICKOUT!
Chris Claudill: Silkk escapes! Last second!
Silkk is visibly hurting. Rage picks him up and goes for an Overhead Belly To Belly Suplex, yet James lands on his feet. As Shadoe turns to him, he feels the power of Silkk's Mule Kick before being dropped by a Cutter. He rolls Shadoe on his back and goes for a Lionsault. He lands right into a pinning position.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- KICKOUT!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Silkk seems desperate, angrily kicking Shadoe in the stomach and dropping him with a Tiger Driver right into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-- KICKOUT!
Rage kicks out once again. Silkk points at the top turnbuckle before climbing there and performing a beautiful Shooting Star Press. Unfortunately for James, the challenger gets his knees up and blocks the move. Silkk is hurting once again, attacking in desperation as he goes for a running attack, but Rage counters with a brutal Tilt-a-Whirl Piledriver!
Chris Claudill: Shadoe Rage closing in on the victory! He goes to the top rope!
Rage leaps off the top rope with Angel Of Death Drop [Moonsault Elbow Drop] and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
Fame by Irene Cara hits the sound system as Shadoe Rage is awarded the Evolution Championship. He lifts the belt over his head and unleashes a roar that echoes throughout the arena. He puts the title over his right shoulder and takes one more look of disdain at his fallen opponent before going backstage.
WINNER: SHADOE RAGE via pinfall @ 8:18
Chris Caudill: I think a new star has been made here tonight in Tokyo Ricky!
Ricky Cravate: Shadoe Rage scores his first piece of gold here in PWX. Now the question is, where does he go from here?
Chris Caudill: And what of James Silkk? Where does the Abstract go from here?
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