Post by wrath on Sept 6, 2012 1:28:39 GMT -5
Adrenaline 9: Champions Clash
McConnell Arena
Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Wednesday, September 5th 2012
OPENER
Previously on Pro Wrestling X...
[Footage of Pariah and Silkk brawling around the ring is shown.]
Rivalries came to a head….
[Silkk throwing Pariah through the screen is shown.]
Careers ended.
[Madison looking through the hole at her father convulsing is shown.]
Lives shattered….
[Footage of The Hollywood Boyz humiliating Darrell Hayes is shown]
What will be Darrell Hayes reprecussions for the Hollywood Boyz?
[Footage of Hollywood pinning Evolution Champion Kirsta Lewis is shown]
..Especially now that the Conglomerate has suffered their first loss?
[Footage of Pooler, Flame and Aries tearing the house down in the Hybrid Invitational]
A new champion was crowned, what does the future hold for Bob Pooler as Hybrid Champion?
[Footage of Tyler Boyd pinning Marissa Stamm is shown]
Tyler Boyd inches closer to his goal of World Champion….
[Shots of Tweeder pinning Ojeda are shown]
But a new target has emerged. What will happen on Adrenaline this week? Find out.. LIVE!
#ADR9
[The opening pyro shoots off, as Ditchwater’s “See’s Me Through” rings through the arena.]
Chris Caudill: Welcome to PWX ADRENALINE! WE ARE LIVE from the McConnell Arena in Montreal, Quebec, Canada!
Ricky Cravate: Tonight, we will see a war between the Conglomerate, Tweeder, and John Ojeda-plus a huge Clash of the Champions!
Chris Caudill: Plus tonight, the World Grand Prix opens up!
Ricky Cravate: Who will work their way to the finals in four weeks at Unbreakable?!
Chris Caudill: Let’s send it ringside, for the first match in the tournament!
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World Grand Prix Tournament - Quarterfinals Match:
Fagan Ballentine (REVIVAL) vs Vincent Summers
[The fans have a mixed reaction as Alexis introduces the participants in this first round match.]
Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, the rules for the First Round of the World Grand Prix Tournament are as such: There will be a 10 minute time limit, and the matches will be contested with a 20 count on the floor-as well as relaxed rules on disqualifications!
Chris Caudill: Vincent Summers has been in PWX for a few weeks now, and is looking to claim his first victory.
Ricky Cravate: That’s right. Last week, he nearly won the Hybrid Championship-if it wasn’t for Poolers tactics.
[The two BIG men circle the ring. Vincent Summers giving nearly 100 pounds to Fagan, while he returns about 6 inches of height to Flame. The bell rings and the two lock up-and power each other into the ropes. The ref orders a clean break, and Fagan steps back. They lock up again-and this time Flame gets the upper hand as he goes behind Fagan. Fagan throws a back elbow and catches Flame in the jaw, before turning around and shooting the former SIN Wrestling star into the ropes. He drops Flame with a sidewalk slam-and quickly hooks the leg but only gets a 1 count.]
Chris Caudill: These two are fairly evenly matched in terms of size.
Ricky Cravate: No doubt about it.
[Fagan lifts up Flame and goes back to a side head lock. Flame pushes him into the ropes-and on the rebound knocks him down with a lariat, followed by an elbow drop across the sternum. He goes for a quick cover, but Fagan kicks out at 1 this time. He sighs, before picking him up and shooting him into the corner. He runs at him-delivering a freight train like splash in the corner. He pulls him out and drops his back across his knee with a painful backbreaker-and than hooks the leg for a pin:
ONE!
TWO---KICKOUT!
He delivers a pair of offensive strikes to the head, before lifting him back up and shooting him into the ropes. Fagan blocks it and drops Flame with a spinebuster as the crowd pops.]
Chris Caudill: Fagan Ballentine is impressive in his PWX debut!
Ricky Cravate: This is what the World Grand Prix is about. Showcasing stars you won’t regulary see in PWX!
Chris Caudill: With any luck, some of them will stay on past the tournament. I wouldn’t mind seeing more of Fagan after tonight!
Ricky Cravate: Well if he can pull out a win over a determined Mr. Summers-you may just get your wish in two weeks, when Round 2 begins!
[In the ring, Fagan and Flame exchange blows-sending each other reeling with repeated shots. Neither man can be knocked down. Fagan delivers a hard clubbing elbow strike, finally knocking Flame back into the ropes. He steps back at runs at him-but Flame lifts him up and over the ropes. Fagan lands on the apron, and takes a boot to the face-sending him crashing into the guard rail as the fans begin to cheer.]
Chris Cadill: Flame in control of Fagan Ballentine right now.
Ricky Cravate: He probably wants to put him away quicker, rather than later.
[Flame takes a moment to breath, and then follows him onto the floor. He throws Fagan into the ring steps-and than delivers a running boot to the head, sandwiching his skull between the steel and Flame’s right boot. He smiles as he lifts up Fagan, and throws him into the railing. He steps back, and goes for another boot-but Fagan rolls out of the way, and Flame catches his knee on the railing. Fagan grabs him and quickly suplex’s him on the floor. The ref continues his count, reaching five at this point-as Fagan slowly gets to his feet. He lifts up Flame, but gets pulled down by his opponent, and hits his face on the apron. Flame grabs him by the neck and lifts him-hitting the Death Grip by throwing him into the ring apron. The ref reaches ten, as Flame delivers a clubbing blow to the head. He slides Fagan in the ring-and goes for a cover:
ONE!
TWO!
THR—KICKOUT!!!
Flame begins to show his frustration, as he delivers a pair of clubbing blows to the head. He covers Fagan again:
ONE!
TWO—KICKOUT!
He slams his head down, and covers him again:
ONE!
TWO—KICKOUT!
He gets up, and begins to really show his aggravation. He yells at Fagan to get up-as he sets up for the Beginning of the End. Fagan ducks the superkick, and quickly hits him with a Ballentine Bomb as the fans pop. He rolls Flame into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!!
The bell rings as Fagan rolls to the floor, and the ref holds up his arm.]
WINNER: Fagan Ballentine via Pinfall @ 9:18
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Remorse? Not so much.
[The scene fades backstage, where Jerry Clark is standing by.]
Jerry Clark: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m joined at this time by the man who may of ended John Pariah’s career a week ago at Full Thro----
James Silkk: May have?
[The scene widens, and Silkk steps into frame with Lillith Morgan in tow.]
James Silkk: May have? Jerry-he’s in the freaking ICU. He’s in a damn coma. There is zero doubt in ANYBODY’s mind that I ended his professional career-at a minimum!
Jerry Clark: Do you have any remorse for your actions? His daughter is going to have years of therapy for that display of violence!
James Silkk: Remorse? Jerry, you’re new-so maybe you haven’t figured out. In this industry, remorse is not something you can have-if you want to be successful. Do I feel remorse for [bleep]ing up the head of his brat kid? No. Not at all. Do I feel remorse for throwing him through a screen, and putting him in a coma? No. Not at all. If anybody wants to try and get in my way-I’ll do the same to them!
Jerry Clark: Well, what about your opponent tonight. One of the more talked about matches in this first round of the World Grand Prix is you vs Kerry Windsor. Can I get your thoughts on that?
James Silkk: My thoughts? Kerry Windsor is a fantastic advantage. He’s only been wrestling for a few years-and he’s become the Revival Champion. That’s pretty commendable. He also didn’t have anyone standing on his neck-keeping him under a glass ceiling-did he? Kerry Windsor, your time is coming-it’s just not tonight. It’s a trending topic kid, #EraOfAbstract. You either get it..or you don’t!
[Silkk and Lillith walk out of frame.]
Jerry Clark: Sending it back to you guys!
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World Grand Prix Tournament - Quarterfinals Match:
James Silkk vs Kerry Windsor (REVIVAL)
James Silkk vs Kerry Windsor (REVIVAL)
[The fans in the arena are cheering loudly as the next match is about to begin.]
Chris Caudill: This is one of the more talked about matches this week Ricky!
Ricky Cravate: That’s right Chris, Kerry Windsor, the REVIVAL Champion, the Cornerstone of Revival, the most hated man in Revival- makes his PWX debut against The Abstract, the Picaso of Pro Wrestling-James Silkk!
Chris Caudill: Of course, at ringside, the “First Lady of Pro Wrestling” Lillith Morgan-in the corner of Silkk.
Ricky Cravate: and in the front row, Jessica Robertson-good friend to Mr. Windsor..
Chris Caudill: And the new TRUE World Television Champion!
[The bell rings as Silkk and Kerry stare each other down.]
Ricky Cravate: Once again-10 minute time limit. Relaxed DQ’s and a 20 count on the floor. That’s how we play this round Chris!
[The two lock up in the center of the ring-and Silkk quickly takes Kerry down with a Japanese arm drag. They get up-and Kerry responds in kind. The two get to their feet again-and once more lock up in the middle of the ring. Silkk takes him over with a side headlock, He bridges into an umbrella style pin. Kerry uses his leg strength to rolls Silkk into a crucifix style pin-but Silkk rolls out before the one count. Both men once again get to their feet-and Kerry drops Silkk with another armdrag of his own-before Silkk responds in kind. They both kip up and the crowd applauds. Both men nod at each other before locking up once more. Kerry goes for a side headlock-and Silkk pulls him to the ropes-before shoving him off. He comes back and doubles Kerry over with a kick to the ribs. He follows it up with a hard DDT to the mat. He rolls to the floor-and drags Kerry out, dangling his upper body off the apron. He climbs back up-and drops his leg across the back of Kerry’s head. He smiles as he delivers a hard uppercut to him-all while leaving him dangling on the apron. He slides back into the ring-and pulls his head up-performing somewhat of a camel clutch-using the bottom two ropes for leverage. The ref orders him to break the hold. He steps back, before slingshotting himself over the ropes-and dropping his leg across the back of Kerry’s head. The fans have a mixed reaction to both stars, as Silkk sits on the floor smirking with evil glee-and Kerry falls to the mat.]
Chris Caudill: These two appear so evenly matched!
Ricky Cravate: No doubt about it! Plus Silkk is on one helluva roll right now!
[On the floor-Silkk grabs a steel chair and sets it up. He grabs Kerry-who tries to battle back-but takes a knee to the jaw for his troubles. Silkk shoves him into the chair-and than slides into the ring. The ref tells him to keep it in the ring, but he ignores it and dives through the ropes. Kerry moves out of the way, and Silkk crashes into the open chair as the crowd cheers a bit.]
Chris Caudill: Aren’t BOTH of these men supposedly heels?
Ricky Cravate: It’s like Mr. Hayes said on BTR-Canadian fans cheer who THEY want to!!
[Kerry takes a moment to regain his breath-as the ref finally begins his 20 count. He picks him up and shoots him into the railing. Silkk crashes and flips over the railing-putting him into the front row. He takes the chair and sets it up as a ramp almost-and runs toward to-springboarding off the chair and catching Silkk with a diving lariat, knocking him back into the chairs at ringside.]
Chris Caudill: Kerry Windsor is taking the fight to The Abstract!
[The fans begin to cheer for Kerry-which catches him off guard. The camera cuts to Jessica-who is applauding at ringside. Kerry smirks and picks up Silkk by the hair-and throws him back over the railing. The ref has reached a 12 count by this point.]
Ricky Cravate: These two don’t want to be counted out here!
[He throws Silkk into the ring, and climbs up onto the top turnbuckle. He waits for Silkk to get to his feet-and dives off with a crossbody. They roll through-and end up with Silkk hooking the leg of Kerry Windsor:
ONE!!
TWO!!
THR—KICKOUT!
The fans cheer as Kerry kicks out. The two get back to a vertical base as Silkk sneaks up from behind Kerry and goes for the Dream Killer. He ducks through his arms and shoves Silkk into the turnbuckle. He hits a running drop kick to the back of his head-and then quickly snaps him down with a backbreaker-driving Silkk’s shoulders into his knee. He quickly goes for a cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!
THR—KICKOUT!
He lifts up Silkk-and delivers a hard chop. He leans him toward the ropes-and catches him with an elbow to the head. He shoots him across the ring-and goes for a running crucifix. Silkk tries to block it-but Kerry uses his momentum to flip Silkk onto his head with somewhat of a crucifix pile driver. The crowd pops loudly as he rolls Silkk into the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THR—KICKOUT!!]
Ricky Cravate: Kerry Windsor is pulling out all the stops!
Chris Caudill: He basically has ten minutes to put away one of the original stars of PWX-a man who was trained by John Pariah. Certainly not an easy task! He wants to end this now!
[In the ring, Kerry slams his fists on the mat, and yells at Silkk. He grabs him by the hair-and shoots him into the ropes. He telegraphs a backdrop as Silkk catches him with a kick to the face. He lifts him onto his shoulders-and acts like he’s going to use Pariah’s Go to Sleep-but Kerry rolls off his shoulders onto the apron-and catches him with a reverse hangman across the middle rope. He slingshots himself off the ropes-and drops Silkk with a bulldog, before locking in the Windsor Lock as the crowd pops.]
Ricky Cravate: He has that Windsor Lock on him!
Chris Caudill: Will Silkk tap out?
[Silkk uses his free hand to push up-putting a lot of pressure on his lower back. He rolls onto his arm-and manages to flip Kerry over into a pinning situation:
ONE!
TWO---KICKOUT!
Silkk uses the immediate break to roll away from Kerry, and out to the floor. He smiles as he points to his head.]
Chris Caudill: Smart move by James Silkk. He knew that if Kerry wanted to win this match, he would have had to of break the submission hold to kickout of the pin!
Ricky Cravate: Is that the Pariah training you were speaking of?
[Kerry sighs as he gets to his feet-and yells at Silkk to face him in the ring. He slides in, and Kerry goes on the attack. Silkk immediately slides out-and than back in through the ropes-catching a prone Kerry with a flurry of strikes. The two men brawl to a vertical base-and Silkk throws a kick to the midsection of Kerry Windsor. He drops him with a Double Arm DDT, and goes for the guillotine as the crowd boo’s]
Chris Caudill: James Silkk has the Dead Man’s Ballet locked in!
Ricky Cravate: Will Kerry tap out?
[The fans boo as Silkk locks the hold in. They begin to hit the railing, and Kerry uses his leg strength to push up on the hold. He manages to break it-and flip ontop of Silkk, into a bridging pin:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THR—Silkk bridges up, and turns him around. He goes for crucifix bomb-but Kerry slides behind him. He turns him around, and delivers a hard keel kick to the head as the crowd pops.]
Chris Caudill: BACK TO SQUARE ONE!!
Ricky Cravate: NO WAY!!
[The fans erupt, as Kerry Windsor goes for the cover:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREEE!!!!
The bell rings as “Enemy Within” reprises-and he rolls to the floor. He celebrates at ringside with Jessica-as he holds up his Revival belt, and she holds up her TRUE title.]
WINNER: Kerry Windsor via Pinfall @ 43:33
Crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME! *clap clap clapclapclap* THAT WAS AWESOME! *clap clap clapclapclap* THAT WAS AWESOME!
Chris Caudill: I’m inclined to agree with these fans Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: I’m not usually one to agree with you-but I am too. This was an absolute stellar match!
Chris Caudill: We’ll see Kerry Windsor back in 2 weeks, as he moves on to the Second Round of the World Grand Prix Tournament!
Ricky Cravate: We've had two outside stars advance already Chris...this doesn't bode well!
Chris Caudill: Well two PWX veterans cross paths next, as Marissa Stamm takes on the one man destruction machine-Chaos!
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Crime and Punishment
[The camera comes on in the backstage area, showing John Ojeda and Tweeder are hanging around in catering, drinking beers and laughing.]
Tweeder: Mate, I gotta tell you, it feels nice to hold this PWX Championship.
John Ojeda: You earned it brother. Well, bought it. Well... you did beat me up pretty bad. I don't know, either way, enjoy it.
Tweeder: I plan on it, but we do have some problems. You know Hayes isn't going to be happy about this.
John Ojeda: Yeah, I know. I also know we can handle anything he throws at us.
Tweeder: Aye, but he could make this very miserable for us.
John Ojeda: And profitable.
Tweeder: Is that all you think about?
John Ojeda: Money, pussy, and intoxicants? Yeah, pretty much.
Tweeder: Speak of the devil, Johnny Boy.
[Darrell Hayes walks on screen with a smile on his face. He looks at Tweeder and Ojeda and shakes his head.]
Darrell Hayes: You two chuckleheads think you're really smart, don't you? Well, that little stunt is going to cost the both of you.
John Ojeda: Is it gonna cost me the cool 190,000 in cash I can go party with?
Tweeder: Oh, we're partying?
John Ojeda: Oh yeah, first class hospitality sweet.
Tweeder: Like the one in '09?
John Ojeda: Yeah.
Darrell Hayes: Would you two idiots shut up! I've got a surprise for you two. And you're not going to like it when it happens. Until then... twitch.
[Hayes walks away smugly in the dircection of his office. Ojeda and Tweeder both look at each other.]
Tweeder: I bet that guy beats hookers, mate.
John Ojeda: Cocaine and sham wows will do that to a guy,
[The camera fades back to the ring announcers for the next match.
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World Grand Prix Tournament - Quarterfinals Match:
Marissa Stamm vs Chaos
Chris Claudill: These are two of PWX's up and comers. On one side you have Chaos and on the other you have Marissa Stamm
Ricky Cravate: That we do Chris. Both have shown a lot of potential, but at times we've both seen them falter a little bit. What can you attribute that to Chris?
Chris Claudill: The level of competition in PWX for one. Our people are hungry, and that can breed a lot of mayhem. Everyone is on their toes most of the time, and that can be tiring.
Ricky Cravate: So basically, sometimes they just have an off week? Sounds reasonable to me.
[The match kicks off with the two tying up in the center of the ring. Chaos takes the upper hand immediately and tosses Marissa away. Marissa gets up and comes towards Chaos. Chaos goes to tie up again and gets grabbed with a go behind. Marissa immediately hits him with the school boy roll up; but Chaos gets out of it before the ref can even drop to make a count. Chaos gets up and Marissa nails Chaos with a leg kick. Chaos' knee buckles and Marissa nails Chaos with stiff round house kicks to the chest. Chaos eats them and ducks a final kick to the head. Chaos rifles off an elbow to Marissa's jaw that drops her backwards and through the ropes to the apron. Marissa gets up and Chaos charges in, connecting with a running forearm. Marissa crashes off the ring apron and into the guard railing, leaving her laying on the concrete floor.]
One!
Two!
Three!
Ricky Cravate: These two are going at it. Chaos clearly has a strength advantage, but Marissa was doing well with the speed.
Chris Claudill: This is going to be an interesting match in that regard. A clash of styles really.
Ricky Cravate: The question is Chris, can she get up from that?
Chris Claudill: That hurt, no doubt, Ricky... but I think she'll soldier on.
Four!
Five!
[Marissa gets back up and climbs up onto the apron. Chaos comes over to grab Marissa, but Marissa catches him with a shoulder to the gut through the ropes. Chaos doubles over and sticks his head through the ropes; allowing Marissa to catch him with a running knee. Chaos turns over and dangles by his legs from the second rope. Marissa continues right through, bounds up the turnbuckle, and leaps off with a phoenix splash style Harlem Hangover on the apron. Chaos immediately becomes untangled and topples to the floor. After a moment, Marissa gets her wits about her and rolls Chaos into the ring after the big move. Marissa goes for a cover.]
One!
Two!
[Chaos kicks out!]
Chris Claudill: Marissa is playing it smart there. She found an opening and took it.
Ricky Cravate: That was insane Chris! I've never seen anything like that!
Chris Claudill: From what we've been able to gather, she had some kind of background in gymnastics before her adult careers here.
Ricky Cravate: How did he kick out after that?! Chaos is a beast!
[Marissa picks up Chaos and hits him a couple of times and then bounces off the ropes. Marissa nails Chaos with a clothesline. Chaos gets up quickly and Marissa comes in for another one. Chaos ducks it and hits the ropes. When Marissa returns, she's greeted with a big spear by Chaos. Chaos goes for a cover quickly after the spear.]
One!
Two!
[Marissa kicks out!]
Ricky Cravate: How the hell did she manage to kick out of that vicious spear Chris.
Chris Claudill: For one thing, that girl has a lot of fight in her. But the other thing that may be working in her favor it her flexibility. The spear is rough on the core, but when you're more flexible, you have a little more give.
Ricky Cravate: Isn't there something to be said for running into a brick wall though?
Chris Claudill: There's that too Ricky.
[In the ring, Chaos begins to show his frustration-as he lifts her up and shoots her into the turnbuckle. He runs at her-going for a hard splash, but Stamm gets her feet up and catches him in the face. He stumbles back, and she sprints at him. He quickly snaps her over with a power slam as the crowd pops. He smirks as he hooks her leg for the cover:
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
The bell rings as Chaos rolls to the floor, arguing with a fan at ringside. He smiles as the ref raises his hand and his music reprises.]
Chris Caudill: Chaos advances in the World Grand Prix!
Ricky Cravate: It wasn't easy. I'm sure Stamm will be fighting for another opprotunity soon!
[He heads up the ramp, as we fade to a segment]
WINNER: Chaos via Pinfall @22:12
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Post Match Thoughts
[The scene fades into the hallway. James Silkk is walking down.]
Silkk: Damn it!
[He punches a wall, stopping at a door way.]
Silkk: I had him beat....
[With that, Darrell Hayes walks up to him.]
Silkk: What do you want?
Hayes: I want to thank you for what you did last week.
Silkk: What do you mean?
Hayes: Taking out Pariah for me?
Silkk: You think I did that for YOU?!
Hayes: Well no, I know you didn't-but expect a big reward next week.
Silkk: Oh?
Hayes: Special match-just for you....
[Hayes chuckles as he walks out of frame...Silkk looks confused as we fade to ringside]
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World Grand Prix Tournament - Quarterfinals Match:
Jason Aries vs Spirit Z (THW)
Ricky Cravate: We're going to have Jason Aries taking on Spirit Z of True Honor Wrestling here. What can we expect from this match, Chris?
Chris Claudill: You can expect a lot of pride there Ricky. Jason Aries bleeds PWX, and Spirit Z looks to represent his company in a big way.
Ricky Cravate: So far, the outside talent has been tearing it up Chris, will we see the trend continue?
Chris Claudill: I don't know Ricky, I don't know.
[The match kicks off with the two tying up in the center of the ring. Spirit Z quickly gets the advantage and backs Aries into a corner. A series of chops are rifled off that leave Aries scrambling from the corner and looking for a break. Z comes in, but is caught by a forearm from Aries. Z responds in kind with a forearm of his own. The two begin to exchange forearms in the center of the ring. Aries gets the upper hand after three stiff forearms and nails Spirit Z with a standing drop kick. Z goes down and Aries pops back to his feet to the crowds approval. Z slides out of the ring to catch his breath and Aries comes flying over the top rope with La Planacha Suicida. Both men go down in a heap on the concrete floor.]
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Chris Claudill: Ricky, Jason Aries is coming out strong here in the early goings, but Spirit Z is just eating some of his best shots and asking for more.
Ricky Cravate: That just goes to show you that PWX may have some of the best talent in the world; but that other companies have it too.
Chris Claudill: And that is exactly why Darrell Hayes started the World Grand Prix; to showcase talent that isn't ours.
Ricky Cravate: They're getting a hell of an opportunity here Chris, I wonder who's going to make the most of it.
[Aries is the first to get up and rolls Spirit Z back into the ring. Aries picks up Spirit Z and hooks him for a suplex, but Z blocks the attempt. Aries tries again and Z gets the go behind on Aries. Z launches Aries with a quick release German suplex. Aries lands on the top of his head, but bounces back to his feet and stumbles back into the corner. Z comes in hard and fast with an avalanche that squashes Aries and leaves him falling flat on his face out of the corner. Z grabs Aries and picks him up. Z stuffs Aries and nails him with a powerbomb, going for a cover.]
One!
Two!
[Aries kicks out!]
Chris Claudill: It seems that Spirit Z has a little something for Jason Aries
Ricky Cravate: Knowing Jason Aries, he's going to fight his way out of this mess.
Chris Claudill: Not if he connects with that big powerbomb!
Ricky Cravate: He kicked out!
[Aries gets up and shoves back Spirit Z to get some breathing room. Z closes in quickly, but Aries nails him with a shot to the gut. Aries gets up and nails Z with another quick shot that sends Z stumbling towards the corner. Aries stays on him and nails him with a big running forearm. Spirit Z drops out of the corner and falls flat on the canvas. Aries jumps to the top rope in one shot and points down at Spirit Z. Aries dives off with the 450 and nails Z with Aries Rage. Aries goes for the cover as soon as he lands.]
One!
Two!
[Spirit Z kicks out.]
Chris Claudill: There's life in Jason Aries!
Ricky Cravate: He's taking it to Z, maybe PWX can walk away with a win here?
Chris Claudill: He nailed Aries Rage! PWX is going to pick up their first win over the outsiders from other companies!
Ricky Cravate: NO! Spirit Z kicks out!
[Aries picks up Spirit Z and nails him with a quick german. Aries picks up Z again and goes behind him. Aries attempts to hook Z into a torture rack. Z wiggles out the back and lands on his feet. Z hooks Aries from the side and nails the Z Slam. He quickly rolls over Jason Aries and goes for the cover.]
One!
Two!
THREE!
WINNER: Spirit Z via Pinfall @ 14:42
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A Message for the Fans
Chris Caudill: Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm being told we're going to go to a video that was submitted by Teagan Rose-the current girlfriend of John Pariah, but first-let's show you what happened at the end of his I Quit Match at Full Throttle!
[Silkk continues to reign down strikes with the pipe-pummeling Pariah across the shoulder and back. The ref tries to get Silkk to stop, but he refuses, choking Pariah with the pipe. He stands up and yells to the crowd, as a small girl can be heard yelling “NO!” The camera pans over and Madison has shoved her mother down, and has climbed over the railing. She runs and grabs her father, covering him.]
Madison: Stop hurting Daddy! STOOOPPP!!
[Silkk smirks as he lays the pipe on the ring apron. He crouches down infront of Pariah and his daughter, and smiles evilly. He grabs her by the neck-and drags her off of her father. The crowd begins to boo loudly as he lifts her up-screaming at her. He drags her up the ramp-toward the stage.]
Chris Caudill: James Silkk needs to stop this! It’s inhuman! That’s a man’s daughter!
[Pariah begins to stir, and grabs the mic from the ref.]
Pariah: Silkk! James…wait..
[Pariah begins to crawl to his feet-using the railing for leverage. He walks up the ramp-slowly, nursing his shoulder.]
Pariah: Really James? That’s what its come too. You’re going to hurt my daughter-just to get me to give in?
[He gasps for air, as every breath is searing pain. Silkk nods his head yes-yelling at Pariah, stilling clenching Madison, now by the hair.]
Pariah: Fine. You’ve won James, you’ve won. You’ve taken everything from me….I will not let you hurt my daughter.
[He drops to his knees, writhing with pain.]
Pariah: Fine James…..I Quit.
[He drops the mic, as James laughs maniacally. The bell rings, as he shoves Madison aside, and delivers a hard kick to the skull of Pariah.]
Chris Caudill: The match is over James!
[He smiles as he grabs Pariah by the hair, and throws him into the stage. He looks at one of the side screens, and looks at Pariah-before throwing him THROUGH the screen. He falls back about 15 feet to the concrete floor behind the screen-going through a jungle of wires and cables. A camera cuts to where Pariah lays, and he’s convulsing. EMTs rush to the scene-and attempt to roll Pariah onto a gurnee.]
EMT 1: He’s not responding to anything!
EMT 2: Quick, get him on the gurnee!
[The camera pans up to the opening where the screen was-and we see Madison looking through it-a look of fear on her face. We cut back to the stage, where “Broken Wings” begins to reprise. ]
Ricky Cravate: Let's send it to Teagan, who is still at Bellevue Hospital in New York City-where John Pariah is still in the ICU!
[The scene fades to a hospital room.]
Teagan: Hi PWX Fans! I just wanted to give everybody an update on John's condition. As you all know-and probably just saw, he was thrown off the stage through a screen. His daughter is traumatized about it.
Crowd: FUCK YOU SILKK! FUCK YOU SILKK!
Teagan: He's still here in the ICU, still comatose. I want to thank everyone for their wishes and prayers. This has been a very trying time for our family-and I can't thank you enough for your support.
[The crowd can be heard giving a swelling "Get Well Soon" chant.]
Teagan: As far as James Silkk goes-I just want him to know, that we are watching, and one day-when you least suspect, we will seek revenge. Enjoy your time on Cloud 9 James-because the descent to hell is a long one.
[She smiles-and fades to black]
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Handicapped Match:
The Conglomerate vs Tweeder & John Ojeda
Chris Claudill: Oh this is going to be an interesting match Ricky. The Conglomerate is definitely under the support of Darrell Hayes.
Ricky Cravate: And Tweeder and Ojeda clearly aren't under Hayes' wing anymore. Their actions promised them an unpleasant surprise from Hayes.
Chris Claudill: How is he going to stack the deck in The Conglomerate's favor you mean?
Ricky Cravate: It's punishment for them disgracing the business!
[The match opens up with Ojeda and Dazz in the ring. There is a lot of jaw jacking as the two of them circle each other. Ojeda whips out a quick jab at Dazz's face that Dazz dips. Dazz whips off a three punch combo to the body that Ojeda blocks with his elbows. Ojeda snaps of another quick jab and a right hook, but only the jab grazes Dazz. Dazz throws a couple of jabs that pop Ojeda under the eye. Dazz goes for a big hook but Ojeda ducks it and nails Dazz with a shot to the stomach and a big hook that sends Dazz stumbling back over to Boyd. Dazz shakes it off quickly, despite the tiny bit of a swelling around his eye. Dazz comes back and nails Ojeda with a leg kick and a hook to the head that puts Ojeda down on the mat.]
Ricky Cravate: Not many people make a habit of brawling with John Ojeda.
Chris Claudill: Dazz isn't many people Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: It seems that each man is getting a piece of the other Chris. We knew this was going to be a war.
Chris Claudill: Yeah, and it looks like Dazz has a handle on it.
[Ojeda gets up slowly and shakes it off, looking back across the ring at Dazz. Dazz comes in and goes for another leg kick. Ojeda shakes it off, and throws a front kick that lands in the gut, shoving Dazz away. Dazz comes back like nothing happened and throws a flurry of punches for Ojeda's head. Ojeda dips away from them and gets Dazz in a muay thai clench. Ojeda throws a flurry of knees to the gut of Dazz, and catches him with one to the jaw as Dazz pulls away. Dazz stumbles backwards onto his butt and crawls back to tag out. Ojeda bounces on his feet and nods as he backs towards Tweeder and both men tag out.]
Ricky Cravate: Chris, Dazz needed to capitalize on his advantage and he may have lost it there.
Chris Claudill: Catch twenty-two Ricky, if he wasn't stunned enough, coming in to fast could have lead to worse damage.
Ricky Cravate: Dazz caught a pretty rough knee, but he's gotten to his partner.
Chris Claudill: Now we get to see what everyone came for. The Unbreakable preview!
[Tweeder and Boyd come into the ring to much fan fare and applause from the audience. The two men waste no time in getting together in the center of the ring, with Tweeder cracking Boyd with a couple of rights before Boyd can fire back one of his own. The two men begin to trade punches, and then Tweeder ducks a running clothesline. Boyd comes back into a nasty yakuza kick that drops him to the mat. Tweeder picks up Boyd quickly and whips him into the ropes. Tweeder follows in a step behind Boyd and clubs Boyd over the top rope with a clothesline. Ojeda sprints down the apron and dives off, dropping the Nuke Launcher elbow drop from the apron onto the concrete. The crowd explodes with cheers as Ojeda rolls Boyd back into the ring.] [/color]
Surprise
[In the middle of the match, the microphone begins to bang and Darrell Hayes can be seen on the stage, causing Ojeda and Tweeder to stop momentarily.]
Darrell Hayes: I guess you boys are wondering what I'm doing out here... It's time for you guys to get your little surprise.
[The crowd starts to boo loudly and chant "asshole."]
Darrell Hayes: Yes, I know you don't like that I'm interrupting this little match, but that's not going to change anything. Kirsta, come on out here and help your boys in a No DQ Hadicapped Match!
["I Get Off" By Halestorm hits the speakers and Kirsta Lewis marches out from behind the curtain carrying a trash can full of weapons with her. She throws the weapons in the ring, and Hayes walks to the back.]
Chris Claudill: We just found out what Darrell Hayes' surprise was and he sure stacked the deck in the Conglomerate's favor.
Ricky Cravate: This match just got really interesting. But Kirsta Lewis has a match after this?!
Chris Claudill: Who the hell knows what's going on Ricky!
[Boyd grabs a crutch out of the can and hits Tweeder in the gut with it as he gets back up. Tweeder bends over and feeds Boyd his back, and has the crutch broken over his back. Tweeder goes down, and Boyd grabs a kendo stick from the can and hits Tweeder in the head with it a few times. Tweeder goes down and rolls over, trying to cover up. Boyd kicks Tweeder in the gut and rolls him back over. Tweeder is bleeding from the head. Boyd whacks him with the kendo stick a couple of times and gives a nonchalant cover to Tweeder.]
One!
Two!
[Tweeder kicks out.]
Ricky Cravate: Boyd got out of that in a hurry, and with the help of a crutch.
Chris Claudill: Those two just beat the hell out of each other last week, those weapons put Ojeda and Tweeder at a disadvantage.
Ricky Cravate: But they both love ultraviolent wrestling, this is right up their alley.
Chris Claudill: There's a difference between loving it and being able to take that kind of ass kicking two weeks in a row Ricky!
[Boyd goes over and tags in Kirsta who hops into the ring and goes to work on Tweeder right away, nailing him with stiff forearms. Kirsta takes a moment to dig in the trash can and comes up with a staple gun. She walks over to Tweeder and puts a staple into Tweeder's head. Tweeder stumbles back into the Conglomerate corner, only to be held by Boyd and Dazz while Kirsta goes to work putting staples in Tweede. Ojeda tries to fight frantically to get past the ref to save Tweeder from the triple teaming, but the ref stops him. When the ref comes back out of the corner, Kirsta tags out to Dazz, and Dazz nails Tweeder with a big suplex that leaves Tweeder laying in the ring and bleeding all over the canvas.]
Ricky Cravate: There's been no let up from the Conglomerate here.
Chris Claudill: Oh come on! There's no need for the triple team!
Ricky Cravate: That's the rules Chris, get over it.
Chris Claudill: Darrell Hayes is a dirty rotten bas...
Ricky Cravate: Paycheck Chris!
[Dazz picks up Tweeder and nails him with a couple of stiff shots and then pushes him back into the corner with Boyd and Kirsta. Dazz tags in Boyd and the two of them go to work on Tweeder, causing Ojeda to jump in the ring and the ref to cut him off, prolonging the beat down on Tweeder. Boyd pulls Tweeder up and nails him with a quick snap suplex. Boyd rolls right into the mount position and begins to rain fists down on Tweeder. Tweeder covers up and Boyd gets up after about thirty seconds. Boyd gets up with a smirk of superiority on his face. Boyd picks up Tweeder and nails Tweeder with a kick that sends him into the corner. Boyd grabs Tweeder and stuffs him, nailing him with the Curtain Call. Boyd goes for the cover.]
One!
Two!
[Ojeda dives in and makes the save!]
Chris Claudill: The Conglomerate is now having their way with the PWX World Champion.
Ricky Cravate: Soon to be former World Champion, Chris.
Chris Claudill: Ojeda makes the save!
Ricky Cravate: It's not over! What the hell is this?!
Evening Up The Sides
[“Unleashed” blasts out of the speakers as song begins to echo around the arena and strobe lights begin to flicker around the entrance area. The beams of light suddenly focus directly on the figure of Bob Pooler as he stands there soaking in the energy. Pooler has a chair in his hand and takes off running down the ramp. Pooler slides into the ring and hops to his feet with chair in hand. There is a moment of indecision as Pooler looks between the smiling Boyd and the wounded Tweeder. Pooler shurgs, turns, and swings the chair, leveling Boyd with one shot.]
Ricky Cravate: Bob Pooler?! What's he doing here!
Chris Claudill: I guess he couldn't wait to get a piece of Kirsta anymore. And thank god, it's not a mugging anymore.
Ricky Cravate: What the hell is going on here Chris?!
Chris Claudill: Pure bedlam Ricky.
[Boyd gets up and Pooler levels him again. Dazz comes in and gets walloped with the chair, goes down bleeding, and rolls out of the ring. Kirsta comes in and nails Pooler with Hells Bitch Kick. Pooler goes down and Kirsta gets ready to go for the cover, but Ojeda comes in and kicks Kirsta in the gut. Ojeda stuffs Kirsta, hooks her, and launches her into the turnbuckle with a Warlord's Warth. Kirsta bounces out of the corner, gets to her feet quickly, and walks right into Trending by Bob Pooler. Pooler covers Kirsta quickly while Ojeda and Tweeder keep Boyd and Dazz out of reach!]
One!
Two!
Three!
WINNER: Tweeder, Bob Pooler & John Ojeda via Pinfall @ 33:45
Ricky Cravate: What the hell just happened?! That doesn't count!
Chris Claudill: Obviously it does Ricky. It's No DQ!
Ricky Cravate: This show was absolutely insane!
Chris Claudill: We're out of time this week folks! Thanks for joining us on Adrenaline, see you next week for more action in the World Grand Prix.
