Post by Josh Duncan on Sept 28, 2014 1:15:17 GMT -6
(“0 To 100” by Drake is playing as the show opens up, scanning the crowd in Piscataway, New Jersey.)
Roy Hardy: Hello ladies and gentlemen! And thank you for joining us for another amazing night of PWP action, as we are here for PWP 11: Too Legit II Quit! I’m Roy Hardy and along side me tonight is my broadcast colleague, as always, Jesse Watson!
Jesse Watson: Roy.. Tonight is going to be incredible! We have a PWP Heavyweight Title match, we have Brandon Banks facing Liz Smalls, we are crowing the first ever PWP Tag Team Champions and we’ve got a Death Match!
Roy Hardy: It is going to, easily, be one of the biggest nights in PWP history! But before we get into all of that, we have to take a quick break for one of our sponsors and then we’ll be right back to get into our opening contest of the evening, Quentin Fontaine and Trent Young!
Quentin Fontaine vs. Trent Young
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(About this time the cameras were right back at ringside for the first scheduled contest of the night. Fans could be heard all throughout the arena quite excited. Cheers were as loud as they could be. Obviously everyone was pumped up for the night. Then all of the sudden the arena lights began to dim down a little followed up by flashing strobe lights going off all over the arena. “Off The Chain” by underground artist Chris Webby began to play over the arena’s speakers.
At first there was quite a bit of confusion within the arena. Fans weren’t too sure how to react, what to expect, or even what was going on at that moment. That confusion changed soon enough. The curtain was brushed aside and stepping out onto the stage was none other than TRENT YOUNG or often referred to as “The One” by himself. He had a bit of a smug look on his face as he stood at the center of the stage looking out at the crowd that was starting to turn and starting to let their voices be heard through their boos.)
Randall Jobbs: From Raleigh, North Carolina, now residing in Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 253 pounds… Trent Young!
(Trent had began to walk down the ramp. He was half way down as it was. That smug look continued to stay featured as he looked at the fans booing him along the ramp way. He truly didn’t seem bothered by their comments or their boos. It was like he truly believed that he was without a doubt better than them. Trent continued to make his way down the ramp and in a matter of seconds he found himself at ringside.
After stalling to look around both sides of him at more fans booing him. Trent charged forward a little ways and slid himself under the bottom rope. In a quick manner he forced himself up to his feet and marched to the nearest turnbuckle. Climbing to the second rung Trent lifted his arms into the air and out to his side taunting the crowd a bit. Only to get a bigger negative response from them. Trent continued to taunt them for a few seconds longer before leaping off the turnbuckle and backing himself into the opposite corner. With his theme dying down Trent leaned there in the corner awaiting the arrival of his opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(“Everybody Loves Me” by One Republic starts to play and Quentin Fontaine backs his way out from the back.)
Randall Jobbs: From Venice, Italy, weighing in at 211 pounds… Quentin Fontaine!
(He high fives some fans on the way down, before sliding into the ring and getting ready for the match.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go, one of a few double debut matches here tonight, between competitors who have never been in the PWP before!
(The bell rings and both men lock up in the middle of the ring and Trent Young takes a side headlock on Fontaine. Young wrenches it in and Fontaine tries to figure out a way to get out of it. Fontaine starts to land some shots to the midsection on Young to open him up and then lays in with some elbows to back him up to the ropes. Fontaine sends Young off the ropes and they meet in the middle with Young dropping Fontaine with a shoulder tackle. Young then hits the far side ropes but Fontaine is back up and leapfrogs over Young who hits the ropes again and rebound back into a standing dropkick by Fontaine. Fontaine then hits Young with an Japanese arm drag, as he gets up and then a regular arm drag and holds on for an armbar.)
Roy Hardy: Great start to the match here by Quentin Fontaine.
(Young scoots over and uses his feet to grab the rope to get the break and after he feels his arm let go by Fontaine, Young slides out of the ring to the outside.)
Roy Hardy: Young taking some time to regroup here.
Jesse Watson: Smart move by Trent.
(Young turns to see Quentin charging full speed, as Quentin leaps through the ropes with a suicide dive, but Trent sidesteps and Quentin goes crashing into the barricade!)
Jesse Watson: Ohhhh! Crash and burn for Fontaine!
Roy Hardy: Good lord, he his that barricade hard!
(Young gets Quentin to his feet, and slams him against the barricade a couple of more times, before rolling him into the ring. Trent slides into the ring, and starts taunting Quentin while stomping on him. Trent gets him up and sends him off into the ropes. Quentin comes back, and Trent brings him over with a back body drop. Trent drops the leg on Quentin, and goes for the cover.)
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Jesse Watson: I’m surprised he actually kicked out, after how hard he hit that guard rail.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, that was a good, quick, way to knock yourself out. But he’s still in this.
(Young gets to his feet and stomps at Quentin a few more times until bringing him to his feet. Trent punches him a couple times until Quentin finally has enough and blocks the third and begins to swing back with hard rights. He whips Young to the ropes and when Young comes back, Quentin nails him with a dropkick. Young falls down to the mat, and Quentin follows up with a standing Phoenix splash. Quentin goes for the pin.)
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Kickout!
Jesse Watson: That was close!
Roy Hardy: Quentin almost had the win there, after that impressive standing Phoenix splash. But the match continues.
(The two make their way to their feet, and start to exchange rights and lefts. Young is able to get a few forearm shots in, and starts to gain the advantage. Young delivers shot after shot, backing Quentin into the corner. Trent whips Quentin across the ring into the corner, then charges in and nails him with a clothesline. Young brings Fontaine out of the corner and snapmares Quentin down. Trent goes to deliver a kick to the back of his head but Fontaine ducks and trips Young up and sends him face first into the second turnbuckle. Quentin quickly hops up and jumps delivering a double stomp to the back of Young square on his shoulders. Quentin pulls him away from the ropes and goes for the pin.)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Quentin starting to really get some momentum going here.
Jesse Watson: The question is, can he keep it going.
(Quentin gets to his feet, as Young does as well. Young charges at Quentin and hits him with a clothesline. Quentin pops back up, only to be hit with another clothesline. He gets back up again and this time Young sends him off into the ropes and catches him with a big spine buster as he comes off of them. Young gets up and looks to be going for a some sort of leg submission but before Young can get it locked all the way in, Quentin twists and turns and forces Young away. Quentin makes his way to his feet, as Young screams at him and then rushes in with a running forearm but Quentin ducks it and catches Trent with a school boy..)
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Kickout!
(As soon as they both get to their feet, Trent catches Fontaine with a kick to the stomach and then plants him into the mat with a bridging northern lights supelx…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Great suplex by Trent Young. I thought he may have been able to snag the win with that.
Jesse Watson: I did too but apparently Fontaine still has something left.
(Young can’t believe it, as he gets back to his feet. He gets Quentin back to his feet and starts to deliver right hand shots. He backs up a few steps, then charges at Quentin, going for a clothesline, but Quentin ducks under, springboards from the ropes, and nails Young with a spinning wheel kick! Young goes down hard to the mat.)
Roy Hardy: Oh my! This could be just the opening that Quentin needs to capitalize!
(As Trent starts to get to his feet, Quentin goes for a spear but Trent moves and Fontaine goes crashing through the turnbuckles, smashing his shoulder into the ring post. Trent pulls Quentin out of the ropes, lifts him up onto his shoulders and plants him into the mat with “The Finale.” He makes the pin..)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match at the 8:49 mark of the match… Trent Young!
Roy Hardy: Well Quentin Fontaine had a very impressive first showing here in the PWP but Trent Young, the veteran of the two, was able to out-maneuver him and pick up the victory.
Jesse Watson: I’ll admit, Quentin did a lot better than I was expecting. But Trent Young is a very gifted and accomplished wrestler.
Roy Hardy: Yes he is. Quentin gave it his best shot but he was up against a tough opponent in his debut. Good job by Fontaine but Young had his number tonight.
Justin Davis vs. Evie Taylor
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(The intro for "Say Amen" begins to play as Justin remains backstage to increase the suspense of the crowd. The lights are dim and as soon as the beat drops, Justin appears through the curtains with hands placed together as he was praying. He then raises his head up before attempting to excite the crowd by running back and forth between the sides of the stage. He then heads back to center stage and sprints down to the ring sliding through the bottom rope to let out a scream into the air.)
Randall Jobbs: From Harlem, New York, weighing 223 pounds… Justin Davis!
“Butterfly” by Crazy Town begins to play.
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(Evie appears at the top of the ramp, accompanied by Matai. She waves to the fans before strutting in time to the music to the ring, Matai jumps up, sitting on the second rope where she straddles it, blowing a kiss to the fans before getting in, cracking her knuckles and waiting for her opponent. Matai gives her a kiss on the cheek before sliding out of the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From Toronto, Ontario Canada, weighing 120 pounds… Evie Taylor!
(The ref checks on both wrestlers; he then calls for the bell. The two wrestlers meet in the ring and shake hands; they then begin to circle each other. After a few moments the two lock up. Davis gets the early advantage by putting on a side-headlock. Taylor tries to get out, but Davis increases the pressure. Taylor is able to back-peddle into the ropes; she then shoots Davis off. Davis rebounds, but is knocked to the mat by a shoulder tackle. Davis rolls to the corner to regroup.)
Roy Hardy: Evie with some swift offense in the early stages of this match.
Jesse Watson: She’s not playing around. Davis better watch out.
(After Davis composes himself, the two lock up again. This time has the edge. Tyalor backs him into the corner; she releases the hold at the ref’s request. Davis tries to take advantage and sneak attack; he attempts a clothesline. Taylor sees it coming and ducks. As Davis turns around, he is met with a huge slap to the face.)
Roy Hardy: That looked stiff!
Jesse Watson: Just a bit. It’s been all Evie in this match. Davis needs to start getting some offense soon or this thing is over.
(Davis stumbles out to the center of the ring. Taylor follows him; she grabs him and then powers him into the air. After stalling for a moment, she drops him to the mat with a suplex. Taylor floats over and goes for the cover)
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(Taylor brings Davis to his feet; she then gives him a series of forearms before whipping him into the ropes. Davis gets caught with a beautiful dropkick. Taylor goes for the pin)
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Roy Hardy: Another near fall for Taylor.
Jesse Watson: Another near loss of Davis.
(Both wrestlers make it to their feet. Davis rushes in with a knee lift that drops Taylor to her knees. Davis quick runs and hits the ropes; he rebounds with a single-leg dropkick. He quickly gets to his feet, only to drop an elbow across Taylor’s chest. He then goes for the cover)
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Roy Hardy: Davis is finally fighting back.
Jesse Watson: He must have finally remembered he was in a match.
(Davis gets to his feet and pulls Taylor up. He goes for a suplex, but in mid-air Taylor connects with a knee to his skull. Taylor lands on her feet; she then hops up catches Davis with an Enziguri. Davis grabs his head and rolls to the outside. Taylor looks at Davis and then at the crowd.)
Roy Hardy: Taylor looks like she might be getting ready to fly.
(Taylor runs to the ropes. She rebounds and flies through the middle ropes, landing squarely on Davis. Quickly, Taylor raises to feet as the crowd cheers. But, bot wasting any time, Taylor grabs Davis and rolls him back into the ring. Inside of going for the cover, Taylor drops a knee on onto Davis’ skull. Taylor brings Davis to his feet, only to drop him on his head with a brainbuster.)
Roy Hardy: Did you see that impact.
Jesse Watson: It’s just about over now.
(Taylor maintains the hold. She is able to bring Davis back to his feet. She then spins with a neckbreak and drops Davis’ head on her knee)
Roy Hardy: The Coup de Grâce!
Taylor goes for the cover:
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 5:09 mark of the match…Evie Taylor!
Roy Hardy: Evie Taylor, her second match with the PWP and it’s the second time she’s been successful!
Jesse Watson: She made short work of Justin Davis here tonight.
Roy Hardy: She sure did. Evie has been nothing short of impressive since making her debut here. And this is another impressive win for Taylor.
Anya Makarov vs. Savannah
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(Anya comes out through the crowd, as her music hits and makes her way towards the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From St. Petersburg, Russia, weighing 122 pounds… Anya Makarov!
(She gets to the ring, climbing up to one turnbuckle and raising her fist to the air, waiting for her opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
("Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N Roses plays, as Savannah emerges from behind the curtain.)
Randall Jobbs: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 165 pounds… Savannah!
(She high fives some fans on her way to the ring, before getting in.)
Roy Hardy: Well Anya may be a rookie to the PWP but this certainly is not Savannah’s first rodeo here. She’s one of the more tenured competitors here.
Jesse Watson: I’m interested to see how Anya does against the PWP veteran.
(The bell rings and the two of them tie up with each other. Makarov quickly breaks it, grabbing Savannah in a side headlock. Savannah slips out of it, grabbing Anya’s arm and putting her into a hammerlock. Makarov spins out of it, pulling Savannah in like a short-arm clothesline but instead nailing her with a hard forearm to the mouth. Savannah comes back with another forearm shot and Makarov hits right back with another. Savannah then delivers a kick to the stomach. She hits her with another stiff forearm before grabbing Anya and sending her into the ropes. She swings at her but Makarov ducks under her arm. As she comes off the ropes again, Savannah turns around and Makarov catches her with a jumping knee strike to the face. Makarov makes the pin attempt…)
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Roy Hardy: Anya is not playing around tonight. She is taking it right to Savannah.
Jesse Watson: I’ve been impressed so far. Lets see if she can keep it up.
(Both of them get to their feet and Savannah is quick to strike first, hitting Makarov with a knee to the midsection. Savannah then grabs him and plants her with a suplex. Makarov sits up and Savannah hit’s the ropes, connecting with a hard, low, dropkick to the back of the head. Savannah gets Makarov up and attempts to send her into the ropes but Anya reverses it. As Savannah comes off of the ropes, Anya goes for a clothesline but Savannah ducks it. Savannah hit’s the ropes again and as Anya turns around, Savannah catches her with a Thesz press and hits her with some hard right hands.)
Roy Hardy: Anya was trying to get the momentum back in her favor but Savannah, quickly, cut her off.
(Savannah gets Makarov up and pushes her into the corner. Savannah hits him with some hard chops to the chest. She backs up, charges in and then drives her shoulder into the midsection of Makarov, driving the wind out of her. She drives her shoulder into her stomach a few more times before pulling her out of the corner, lifting her up and planting her with a running power slam. She makes a pin attempt..)
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Roy Hardy: Close one by Savannah but not quite enough.
Jesse Watson: If nothing else, we’re seeing that Makarov won’t go down without a fight.
(Savannah starts getting Makarov back to his feet and sends her off into the ropes. Savannah swings at her but Anya ducks it. She stops, spins Savannah around and drivers her into the mat with an inverted double underhook DDT.)
Roy Hardy: Big move by Anya!
(As Savannah gets back up, Makarov charges and hits her with a clothesline. She gets back up and Anya plants her with a scoop slam. Anya lifts Savannah’s legs, spreading them and dropping a double leg drop to the groin. Makarov goes for a pin…)
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Roy Hardy: Near fall for Anya but Savannah is still in it!
Jesse Watson: Savannah is one of the strongest and toughest women wrestlers I’ve seen. It’ll take more to keep her down.
(She starts to get Savannah up and Savannah lands several hard elbow blows to the midsection. Savannah then follows that up with some hard forearms to the mouth. Savannah attempts to send Anya into the ropes but Anya reverses it. Makarov goes for a back drop but Savannah stops short, landing a kick to the mouth. Savannah then grabs her and plants her into the mat with a belly to belly suplex.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely executed suplex by Savannah!
Jesse Watson: Man, what a back and forth affair these two are having.
(Savannah goes for a pin..)
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(Savannah gets Anya up and sends her off into the corner. Savannah charges in but Anya catches her with a boot to the mouth. Savannah tries charging in again and this time, Makarov moves and Savannah crashes chest-first into the turnbuckles. As she staggers out, Anya kicks her in stomach and then plants her into the mat with the “Dead Drop Spike.” She makes the pin..)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match via pinfall at the 9:54 mark… Anya Makarov!
Roy Hardy: Wow, Anya picks up the win here tonight!
Jesse Watson: That’s a big win for her. Savannah is not only one of the more featured competitors in PWP but she’s been fairly successful.
Roy Hardy: Yes she has. To pick up a victory over someone like Savannah, in your first match with the PWP, is definitely a great first impression to make.
Jesse Watson: Savannah looked good, as usual, but it wasn’t enough this time.
(We cut to the back where we see Brandon Banks getting himself ready for his PWP debut. He slips his kickpads over his boots and turns his attention to his Nails by Liz sweatshirt made specifically for this night.)
Brandon Banks: Can’t believe the world actually sells them things bruh.
(Banks reaches forward and grabs the sweatshirt and flings it over his head. A block of the ceiling ahead mysteriously shuffled before being lifted out of place and thrown to the side. An hispanic man dressed in all black, covered with a lucha mask jumped down behind BB. He slowly creeps up and puts BB in a light headlock, pulling out a brown paper bag with a pointy object inside and holding it to his head.)
??: *whispering* be cool vato….
(Banks initially jumps, but after hearing the voice, he looked as if he knew exactly who it was.)
Brandon Banks: Ain’t even got no money on me, bruh. Shit, I still only got the iPhone 3. Times are rough right now.
(Banks looks over at the brown paper bag and raises a brow.)
Brandon Banks: You know, it kinda looks like you got your hand in that bag. Whatcha got in there, some food? Hungry as hell right now.
(The masked man pulls a Colt 45 out.)
??: Nah just a 40 holmes.
(He takes the mask off and cracks the 40 open with his teeth. It’s former HKW enforcer and unlikely but likely friend of Brandon Banks, Santos. He gives a small chuckle before taking a swig of the brew.)
Santos: Orale.
(Banks looks around his designated locker room to see where exactly Santos came from since you didn’t hear the door open. He looks up and sees a square tile missing from the ceiling and just laughs.)
Brandon Banks: The hell kinda Mission Impossible shit you on right now bruh? Damn, I ain’t heard you and you still didn’t smash the 40? Damn.
(Banks shakes his head.)
Brandon Banks: If I ever need someone kidnapped or some shit, I’ma hit you up. Fuck that enforcer job, there’s bigger money to be made with this shit.
(Banks turns around and grabs his elbow pads before sitting down in the seat next to his locker room.)
Brandon Banks: You came here to watch me beat this girl Liz ass?
(Santos started laughing. He quickly put the mask back on.)
Santos: How you think I hit those stains?
(He takes it off and starts nodding, taking a swig at his beer.)
Santos: Wanna see if you still got it ese…shit man ever since them redneck pendejos fucked me up I still be watchin shit. It’s all bad if niggas like you and Wop lose it. This business is dead man...
(Banks takes a moment to think over everything that Santos said.)
Brandon Banks: I ain’t lost it, bruh. I’ll never lose it. I just need to see if I still want it. That’s what tonights about for me. No titles, no nothin’. Just bragging rights, and a chance to see if this shit still what I want. HKW vs. The World?
(Banks shrugs.)
Brandon Banks: Shit was charity. I ain’t care about that match as much I care bout this one. Damn, if I get beat by Liz Smalls?
(Banks shakes his head after taking a second to process the thought.)
Brandon Banks: Can’t happen, won’t happen. Wop gon’ be back soon too. I think homeboy tryna startna a family right now or somethin’.
(Santos did a spittake with his brew across the locker room at the thought of Kucci having kids of his own.)
Santos: Holy shit man...I haven’t laughed that much since I ki--since I kicked this cat down a sewer. Hope he gets back soon...but uh..shit.
(He starts to scratch his head, with a confused look on his face. He fluffs his hair out after putting the 40 down.)
Santos: Shit’s really changin’ and shit broski. Hope you Bank shot that bitch out vato….make her bleed too….ooohhh yess make her bleed please?
(Banks nods and gives Santos before the former HKW enforcer leaves Banks alone with his thoughts before the match.)
Triple Threat Match
Eric James vs. Chris Night vs. Josh Anderson
(Back into the ring, we're set for triple threat action, as Jobbs was in the ring, set to announce the next match-up. "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold began to play, as a large section of the crowd jeered, but, there were many smarks in the audience who cheered as well for the arrival of Josh Anderson.)
Randall Jobbs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match, and it is scheduled for one-fall! Making his way to the ring first, from Red Wood City, California; weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds! Representing Inferno Wrestling… Josh! Anderson!!!
Roy Hardy: Here comes Josh Anderson, Highly athletic, but, if his ego got any bigger, I don't think his body could contain it.
Jesse Watson: Why should he?! The man was skilled in three sports in high school, and is a world class wrestler. Just look at the guy! He's a modern day Adonis!
(The high tempo of the music flared, as he arrived to the arena, donning his familiar "Team Kill" shirt, over his ring attire. Pointing towards various members of the crowd, he rolled his neck before entering the ring and standing on the middle ropes, taunting the booing members of the audience as he takes off his shirt. His theme fades out, and was replaced with the opening whistle of "Engel" by Rammstein, as more members of the audience began to boo at the holier than thou attitude of Eric James.)
Randall Jobbs: And participant number 2, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing at two hundred and thirty five pounds! Representing Pride Pro Wrestling… Eric! Jaaaaaaaaamesssss!!!
(A single red light shines on the entrance, as other lights shut off. James walked out into the light, wearing a white, Japanese inspired mask, as he walked towards the ring, calculating his opponents. The remaining lights come back on, as James entered through the bottom rope, and ascended the turnbuckle removing his mask, as the crowd booed him.)
Jesse Watson: I'll never understand why these idiots boo him. He's a great role model for the kids, to not drink, do drugs, or compromise to others.
Roy Hardy: I'm sure there's a much better way to accomplish that, without being such an ass to everyone. (Eric hopped off the turnbuckle, as our referee separates him from Anderson, while Eric's theme fades out for "Downfall" by trustCOMPANY. The crowds cheer, while the lights dim down again, as a small shower of sparks come down from the entrance position. Red lighting appears, as Chris Night emerges from the curtains. He then runs towards the ring, and hopped onto the apron before climbing the turnbuckle and posing for the crowds.)
Randall Jobbs: And the final participant, from San Bernadino, California! Weighing in at two hundred pounds! Representing Inferno Wrestling… Chris! Night!
Roy Hardy: And here comes Chris Night! This guy is like a spark plug, very energetic and a blast to watch compete!
Jesse Watson: Yeah, but Goody little two-shoes over there had better watch himself. He's got two other men to deal with in the ring, tonight, so he may struggle controlling them both.
(He backflipped into the ring, with the referee keeping the crowds in order. With the trio separated, he sounds for the bell, which all three circle each other. Looking at each other, and giving off a nod, both Anderson and James immediately hit Night with punches, whittling him down. James gets behind Chris Night, and holds him with a double chickenwing lock, as Josh Anderson gives him stern punches to the gut.)
Roy Hardy: Out of the gate, Eric James and Josh Anderson working together to keep Chris Night grounded.
Jesse Watson: Sound strategy by the two of them. Night is like the Energizer bunny, once he starts going, he keeps going.
(The crowds boo loudly, as the double teaming continued. Josh Anderson gives Chris another body blow, as Eric laughed a bit. A third body blow was delivered by Josh, causing Chris to groan in pain. He pulled his right fist back, and went for a big hook, however, Night ducked and Anderson clocked James with a big sucker punch, which freed Night from his bonds. The crowd cheered for Night, as he clutched Anderson with a wrist lock, and transitioned into an armbar. Anderson groaned in pain, but, he managed to relieve the pressure of the hold, and transition Chris over with a hip toss.)
Roy Hardy: Beautiful transition with that hip toss, but Night lands on his feet.
(Chris gets up quickly, and goes for a spinning back kick on Anderson, however, he catches his foot and transitioned him down with an ankle lock. Night was struggling, trying to flip over to kick him away; however, Anderson keeps him on his belly.)
Jesse Watson: Smart wrestling by Josh Anderson! He's avoiding any method for Chris to counter, and making certain he's keeping Chris grounded.
(Josh continues to apply torque onto Chris Night's ankle, but, he's eventually blindsided with a sucker punch of a lariat to the back of his head. Chris Night clutches his ankle and rolls out of harm's way, while Eric wears a confident smirk on his face and points to his forehead cockily.)
Roy Hardy: Eric James with that blindside of a lariat to the back of Josh Anderson's head!
Jesse Watson: He's a wily veteran, and he's showing us that first hand. That's the key to winning a triple threat match!
(Forcing Anderson back onto his feet by grabbing his head, he transitioned Josh back down with a snapmare and chin lock combination. As he does so, Eric mocks the fans, saying "this is how you wrestle, fatties!" while he wrenched the back of Anderson's head. He moves up a bit, before driving his knee into Josh's back, making him groan in anguish. James continues to apply pressure, however, the crowds begin to stomp their feet, getting behind him. Anderson clenches his fist and elbows James in the head. Another elbow freed him from James' grasp, and puts him on spaghetti legs. Josh gets up to his feet and clutches Eric in position for a pendulum back breaker, before dropping him onto his knee and going for a cover.)
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Roy Hardy: Josh Anderson almost gets the three count!
(Outside of the ring, Chris Night gets up on the apron. He sees Josh Anderson getting to his feet and then he springboards in with a calf kick! The crowds cheer wildly for the move, as Night notices Eric getting up to his feet. Chris runs at Eric, and hits him with a clothesline that knocked him over the ropes. The crowd gets fired up, as Night runs at Anderson with a running crescent kick, but, he's caught in mid-air. Anderson attempted to propel him over with a back suplex, however, Night lands on his feet and rolled him up with a schoolboy pin!)
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Jesse Watson: So close! Chris Night almost snuck in a victory there!
(Night gets to his feet first and catches Anderson with a hurricanrana. Chris Night gets confident and starts to run to the ropes. He attempted an axe kick, but Anderson avoided the attack. Josh grabbed Chris' arm, and Irish whipped him into the ropes. He rebounded off and Anderson was looking for the Double A Spinebuster, However, Chris managed to counter into a monkey flip, which caused another loud pop from the crowds.)
Roy Hardy: What a beautiful counter! Brilliant move by Chris Night!
(Night gets to his feet, and sees Eric James climbing onto the apron. Going on the offensive, he charged in, but, James ducked, causing him to go over the top rope. Night turned around, and gives a shrug to the crowd, before hopping off with a diving knee drop, as he puts a sinister smirk on his face after that move.)
Jesse Watson: What a vicious knee drop!
(With confidence, James dragged him into the ring, and climbed the upper turnbuckle, looking for his signature shooting star leg drop. He taunted at the crowds, before launching himself off the top rope, as Night rolled out of harm's way forcing James to land hard on his bottom. Reacting quickly, Night rolled to his feet, and pegged James in the back of the head with a shining wizard! He floated over with a pin, clutching the leg.)
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Roy Hardy: No! So close, but, it's broken up by Josh Anderson!
Jesse Watson: Great ring presence by Anderson there, to break up the fall.
(Anderson flies in to break up the fall at two and a half, in which He clutched Chris Night from behind, and puts him up and over with a German suplex. James was slow to get up, and Anderson grappled him, slamming him to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. He follows through with a northern lights suplex with a bridge on James, trying to hold it together.)
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(Night SAVES it before the three-count!)
Roy Hardy: Chris Night may have just stopped the match from being over, there!
Jesse Watson: Yeah, I’m not convinced that James was going to kick out in time.
(Growling, Anderson grabs ahold of Night and delivers a few body blows in an attempt to weaken him. After hitting him with a belly to back suplex, Anderson shifts and seizes Night's legs. He drops down and locks in the figure four leglock which causes Night to scream out in pain. The fans are trying to rally Night on as he grits his teeth and struggles to find an escape. While Anderson holds on, Night shakes his head and somehow finds the energy to turn them both over, reversing the pain onto Anderson who yells out from the agony. Anderson stops the pain by letting the leglock go, but it leaves him prone to attack from James who instantly nails him with a running high knee as soon as he's on his feet! He goes for the pin attempt.)
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Roy Hardy: Almost! Eric hit him hard with that knee.
Jesse Watson: He looked like he scrambled Anderson’s brains with it.
(Eric doesn't seem to be phased by this as he turns to the vulnerable Chris. Still recovering from the figure-four leglock, Chris is slowly able to get onto his feet, but he doesn't see Eric stalking him like prey. A swift kick to his midsection halts any attempt to counter, then Eric lifts Chris up and drives him down with the Straight Edge (ala Razor Ramon's Powerbomb)! Eric laughs, seemingly in full charge of the match after hitting Chris with the Straight Edge. He looks to take care of Josh now as he stomps on his prone body and beckons him to get up.)
Roy Hardy: What’s Eric setting up for here…
Jesse Watson: Wait a minute and I’m sure you’re going to find out.
Roy Hardy: It was rhetorical.
(Josh groans and slowly begins to get onto his feet and Eric catches him, attempting to pull off the Cradle to the Grave (Cradle DDT)! Josh, however, refuses to allow the transition and he blocks Eric's attempts with knee thrusts to his body. Eric has no choice but to release him, the pain wearing him down. Barely escaping the Cradle to the Grave, Josh kicks Eric in the midsection and doubles him over. He locks him in with a headlock and sets him up, transitioning straight into the Exclamation Point (Headlock Driver)! He tries to cover him.)
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Chris's ring awareness allows him to break up the count!
Roy Hardy: Chris Night saving the match again!
Jesse Watson: He has impeccable timing, that’s for sure.
(Josh is beginning to show great frustration, in particular at Chris's tenacity, and he ensnares him in a grapple. Much to the dismay of the fans, Josh forcefully grabs Chris's right arm and seizes him right into The Kimura (Kimura Armbar). Anderson tries to hold onto Night's arm with The Kimura, wrenching tightly at it, but Night shakes his head. He refuses to quit and suddenly pushes through with a step-up enzuigiri that floors Anderson. The crowd is going wild!)
Roy Hardy: This place is going nuts!
Jesse Watson: This has been one hell of a match!
(Night gets back onto his feet, doing his best to shake off the painful effects of the Kimura Armbar. Anderson is starting to get onto his feet, and at that moment, Night rushes in and brings him down onto the mat with the Lights Out (Diamond Cutter)! Bringing himself to stand, Night realizes that James is still down from the Exclamation Point. He quickly ascends one of the turnbuckles to the cheers of the supporting fans and balances himself to a standing position. Night takes off and hits James with the Nightmare Splash (Five Star Frog Splash). He goes for the cover and hooks the leg.)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match via pinfall at the 16:19 mark of the match… Chris Night!
Roy Hardy: After a hell of a back and forth match between these three men, Chris Night has picked up the win!
Jesse Watson: That was an incredible three way contest! I didn’t know which man was going to get the win. I would have preferred someone other than Chris Night… But that’s okay!
Roy Hardy: Of course you would. But honestly, I had no clue either. All three men were evenly match and all of them came close to picking up the victory. But Chris Night was the one, through it all, that came out victorious!
PWP Tag Team Championship
5 Team Battle Royal
The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers (Landon Knight & Max Powers) vs. The Throwaway Kids (Aiden Gage & Zak Wake) vs. Cody Hawkins & Xavier Young vs. L.E.G.A.C.Y (Calvin & Travis Harris) vs. Shock & Awe (Dynamite & Marcus Cage)
(As we cut back to ringside, all 10 men are already in the ring and ready to go.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go folks, we’re about to make PWP history! First ever tag team champions are going to be crowned right now!
Jesse Watson: I’ve been waiting for this one! I can’t wait!
Roy Hardy: Me neither. Several companies are represented in this match, including FGA’s Super Mario Wrestling Brothers and Inferno Wrestling’s Cody Hawkins and Xavier Young.
(The bell rings and all 10 men start to all battle and brawl in the ring, for a while.)
Jesse Watson: I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to keep up with all the action!
Roy Hardy: It’s definitely going to be fast and furious!
(As everyone is fighting, we see Cody Hawkins to the corner and climb to the top rope. He leaps off at Dynamite, going for a cross body but Dynamite catches him, walks over to the ropes and throws him over to the outside.)
Randall Jobbs: Cody Hawkins has been eliminated at the 1:33 mark!
Roy Hardy: Well that didn’t last long!
Jesse Watson: Bad idea by Hawkins to go to the top rope, like that.
(In one corner, we see Zak Wake and he’s got Marcus Cage trapped, landing several hard kicks to the midsection. In another corner, Calvin Harris is landing some hard body blows to Xavier Young. Dynamite and Travis Harris are battling in another corner, while Gage is trying to battle of the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers.)
Roy Hardy: It’s not looking good for Aiden Gage right about now.
Jesse Watson: He either needs to get Wake’s attention to come help him out or find a way to break away from SMWB.
(SMWB continues to double team Aiden Gage and they both throw him over the top rope, sending him flying to the outside.)
Randall Jobbs: Aiden Gage has been eliminated at the 3:23 mark!
Roy Hardy: Super Mario Wrestling Brothers made short work of Aiden Gage!
Jesse Watson: He had to get away to survive and he couldn’t. That’s the breaks in a match like this.
(Zake Wake throws Marcus Cage over the top rope but he lands on the ring apron, holding on. Wake comes over to him and Zake drives his shoulder through the ropes, catches Cage in the midsection and backing him off, allowing him to get back in the ring. In a separate corner, Travis and Calvin Harris are beating down Dynamite, trying to wear him down to size. Max Powers starts to fight with Marcus Cage, while Landon Knight and Zak Wake begin to fight back and forth with one another. Travis Harris then comes up from behind Marcus Cage and grabs him, throwing him over the top. Cage holds on, skinning the cat and grabbing Travis with his legs, pulling him over the top rope. Both men hold on though and get back to their feet, standing on the ring apron.)
Roy Hardy: Great job by both men being able to hang on and stay in the match.
Jesse Watson: They better get back in the ring though. They’re as good as dead if they stay on that ring apron.
(The two men begin to battle back and forth, when out of nowhere, Zak Wake charges in and catches Travis Harris with a hard yakuza kick, sending him flying off of the ring apron.)
Jesse Watson: Told ya so!
Randall Jobbs: Travis Harris has been eliminated at the 5:45 mark!
(Marcus Cage is distracted by Travis Harris being eliminated and when he turns around, Calvin Harris hits him with a super kick that sends Cage flying off of the ring apron and to the floor as well.)
Jesse Watson: Told ya again!
Roy Hardy: You were right.
Randall Jobbs: Marcus Cage has been eliminated and 5:53 mark!
(Back in the ring, in one corner, Landon Knight and Zak Wake are fighting back and forth in one corner. While in the other, Max Powers, Dynamite and Xavier Young are fighting, as Powers and Young are trying to wear down Dynamite, the larger of the competitors in the match. Powers holds him there, while Young backs up and then charges in, landing a corner dropkick to Dynamite. Powers then comes out of the corner and charges in, catching him with a corner forearm.)
Roy Hardy: They are really putting a hurting on Dynamite right about now.
Jesse Watson: He’s an easy target, being the biggest man in the match.
(Dynamite staggers out of the corner and Powers comes running in at him but Dynamite back drops Powers over the top rope, sending him flying to the floor.)
Randall Jobbs: Max Powers has been eliminated at the 7:58 mark!
Roy Hardy: We are down to one representative for each team!
Jesse Watson: It’s all evened up! This is gonna get interesting now!
(Dynamite and Landon Knight grab Calvin Harris and send him off of the ropes. As he comes off of them, Dynamite catches him with a spine buster and Landon Knight follows that up with a standing moonsault.)
Roy Hardy: Nice double team move there!
Jesse Watson: That’s a good strategy. Even though your partner is out, try to team up and slowly eliminate one man.
Roy Hardy: It’s certainly an effective one, if you can wear the other person down.
(Zak Wake and Xavier Young are starting to fight back and forth. Wake hits Young with some hard judo kicks to the chest, backing Young up against the ropes. Zak charges in, looking to clothesline him over the top but Xavier ducks it, back dropping Wake over the top rope. Wake holds on though, landing on his feet on the ring apron.)
Roy Hardy: Close call for Zak Wake.
(As Zak turns around though, Xavier hits him with a pele kick, sending Wake flying off of the apron and to the floor.)
Jesse Watson: You were saying?
Randall Jobbs: Zak Wake has been eliminated at the 10:09 mark!
Roy Hardy: The Throwaway Kids are officially eliminated!
(In one corner of the ring, Calvin Harris has Landon Knight down in a seated position and he’s stomping away at him. Harris backs up and then charges in, landing a cannonball in the corner on Knight. Xavier Young and Dynamite are in the center of the ring and they are going back and forth on each other, Dynamite landing right hands and Young drilling him with forearms to the mouth. Young begins to gain the advantage, before landing a kick to the stomach and then driving him into the mat with a swinging neck breaker.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely executed neck breaker by Xavier Young!
Jesse Watson: He has to keep Dynamite up though, if he wants to eliminate him.
Roy Hardy: That’s true. But he also has to wear him down if he wants to eliminate him.
(Calvin Harris comes up from behind Young, grabbing him in a sleeper hold but Young backs him up, driving Harris into the corner. Young then charges in at Harris but Harris brings his foot up, catching Young in the mouth with it. Harris jumps up onto the second rope and as Young turns around, he leaps off, going for a hurricanrana but Young blocks it, holding him up. Young runs and tries to power bomb Harris over the top rope but as he brings Harris down, Harris pulls Young over the top, with his legs and flinging him onto the floor, before running under the bottom rope, getting safely back into the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: Xavier Young has been eliminated at the 12:32 mark!
Roy Hardy: And we’re down to three men!
Jesse Watson: I honestly have no clue who’s going to win this! It’s been so even throughout the entire match!
(As Harris gets back up, he turns around and is met with an Enziguri from Landon Knight.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely placed kick by Knight!
(As Landon gets up, Dynamite comes from behind him and throws him over the top rope, but he hands on, just barely keeping his feet from hitting the floor.)
Jesse Watson: I thought we were about to see the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers officially gone, there!
Roy Hardy: You and me both. Man, that was a close call.
(Dynamite turns around and sees Harris coming at him but Dynamite catches him with a big power slam. He gets up and sees Landon is still on the ring apron, trying to catch a breather. Dynamite comes charging in and Landon pulls down on the top rope, moving to the side as he does and Dynamite goes tumbling over the top and to the floor.)
Roy Hardy: Shock & Awe are officially out!
Randall Jobbs: Dynamite has been eliminated at the 14:18 mark!
Jesse Watson: We are down to two!
Roy Hardy: It’s Calvin Harris, representing LEGACY and Landon Knight, representing the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers!
(Landon Knight springboards up to the top rope and leaps off at Calvin Harris but Harris dives forward, catching him in thin air with a spear.)
Jesse Watson: He just broke him in half with that spear!
Roy Hardy: He sure did. Wow, that could be it for Knight.
(Harris gets Knight up and throws him over the top rope but Knight holds on. Harris thinks he’s got him but when he turns around, Knight has made his way back in and is perched on the 2nd rope. Landon leaps off, catching Harris with a tornado DDT.)
Roy Hardy: You can’t turn your back in this type of match. You have to stay on your opponent at all times.
Jesse Watson: I’ve gotta agree. Because if you don’t, that’s what happens.
(Knight gets Harris up and throws him over the top rope but Harris holds on. Landon charges back in but Harris leaps up, catching Knight with a hard kick to the side of the head, staggering him backwards. He then leaps up onto the rope, hitting a springboard flying knee.)
Roy Hardy: What a back and forth fight we’re having now between these two competitors.
Jesse Watson: They want to bring home those titles for their team. This is huge.
Roy Hardy: It sure as hell is.
(Harris gets Landon up onto his shoulders and looks to go for a death valley driver but Knight slips off, landing on his feet behind Harris and he shoves Harris, sending Harris over the top rope but he hangs on.)
Jesse Watson: Good job by Harris to hang on and stay in it.
(Harris begins to skin the cat to get back into the ring but as he’s upside down, Knight charges in and lands a low dropkick through the middle rope, catching Harris right in the face and causing him to let go of his grip on the ropes and he crashes down to the floor.)
Roy Hardy: He did it!
Randall Jobbs: Winners of this match at the 18:35 mark of the match… And NEW PWP Tag Team Champions… Landon Knight, Max Powers… The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers!!
(We see Max Powers come running down to the ring as he and Landon begin to celebrate with the titles.)
Roy Hardy: Landon and Calvin were exchanging huge game changing moves with one another and as Calvin was trying to get back in the ring, Landon caught him with that dropkick, sending him crashing down!
Jesse Watson: I won’t lie, I thought Calvin was going to take it for his team. But Harris made a mistake. He should have just dropped to the apron and rolled in.
Roy Hardy: Can’t argue with that logic. There’s a good chance this match would still be going on. But hindsight is 20/20 and after a hellacious battle royal, The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers are the first ever PWP Tag Team Champions!
Death Match
V vs. Whiskey Ayano
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… And is a Death Match! Introducing first….
(The lights go down as the opening riff of Alice in Chains' "Phantom Limb" breaks through the arena, the crowd raising to its feet in anticipation. As the main drums crash down platinum floodlights invade, and after a few moments of distilling everyone's attention the light contains itself to the stage and entrance ramp.)
Randall Jobbs: From New York City, weighing 239 pounds… Representing Insurgency Wrestling Federation… V!
(V steps into the circle of stage light, shoulders tense and head slightly bowed, then raising to look out at the audience slowly. He simply stands for a moment, hands clenching and unclenching, as Shane Sanders steps out into the light with him. Finally he rolls out his wrists and neck and they walk side-by-side directly for the ring with a ready-for-business stride. He circles three-quarters of the way around the ring, pushing up on the apron with one knee, Shane standing on the floor near him, and pauses kneeling to look to the camera for the first time, breaking a faint grin and then scanning the fans, shouting out to the people in the front row. He slides under the bottom rope and into the ring before crossing it and raising his hands for a moment before finally stepping to the center of the ring arms crossed, waiting.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(The opening drum solo of ‘What’s Left of Me’ by Redneck Remedy kicks off, the strobe lights thrumming with every beat of the kickers. Against the lights the silhouette of a person appears against the lights before they suddenly shut off and the whole arena goes dark for a moment. The guiter riff and the lights come back on simultaneously to show Whiskay Ayano is standing at the top of the ramp, a large, flowing robe bearing the Rebel Union insignia on the back of it covering her like a shroud and a bottle of liquor in hand.)
Randall Jobbs: From Saga, Japan, weighing 154 pounds.. Whiskey Ayano!
(Observing the audience she takes a large swig of booze while fishing a lighter out with her free hands, she flicks the lighter and spits out a large gout of flame before starting her march down to the ring, doffing her ring jacket on the ramp before sliding in underneath the ropes, booze still in hand as she walks to her corner, calmly drinking and waiting for the match to begin.)
Roy Hardy: Folks, I’m going to warn you right now… If you are easily squeamish… Don’t watch this match. It is going to be brutal.
(The bell rings and after a brief stare down, the two of them lock up. Neither one is able to gain the upper hand and Whiskey lands several knee strikes to the midsection. She then grabs V and sends him off towards the barbwire wrapped ropes but V is able to stop himself from hitting them.)
Roy Hardy: V putting on the breaks just in time before crashing into that barbwire.
Jesse Watson: That’s definitely not the way you want to start a match off.
(V takes a few steps away from the ropes and Whiskey comes charging in at him but he side steps her, trying to force her to the barbwire ropes but Whiskey is able to stop herself in time as well. She turns around and V nails her with a couple of stiff right hands. V then grabs her and starts to push her towards the ropes, trying to force her into the barbwire. Finally, Whiskey is able to slide around behind V, grabbing around his waist and now using her body weight to force V forward into the barbwire ropes. V uses his elbow, driving it into the hands of Whiskey and breaking her grip she has on him. He then slides around, behind her and grabbing her around the waist. V tries to force her to the ropes but Whiskey is able to hold her ground and keep her feet planted. V calls an audible and takes Whiskey to the mat, lifting her up and slamming her down, face first. He then goes around, grabbing Whiskey in a front face lock.)
Roy Hardy: Good move by V, in my opinion. Slowing the match down so that he can game plan his next move.
Jesse Watson: I’ve gotta agree, as much as I hate admitting that I agree with you. In a match like this, you really need have SOME sort of game plan. Not only is V buying time to do that, but he’s wearing Whiskey out with that hold he’s got on her.
(Whiskey fights back to her feet, landing some elbow shots to the midsection of V. She then grabs his arm and twists it into a wrist lock. Whiskey then grabs him in a side headlock and starts to pull him forward, towards the barbwire wrapped ropes once again. V hits her with some hard shots to the midsection, breaking the hold and he slides behind her, grabbing her arm and getting her in a hammerlock. Once again, V tries to force Whiskey forward into the barbwire.)
Jesse Watson: These guys are hell bent on pushing each other into that barbwire!
Roy Hardy: And at some point, one of them is going to go into it. It’s just a matter of who will slip up first.
(Whiskey lands an elbow to the mouth of V, slipping behind him and grabbing him in a hammerlock of her own. V quickly fights back, landing elbow shots to the mouth as well, backing Whiskey up to the center of the ring as he does. As she is forced to break the hammerlock, he takes her to the mat with a hiptoss. He grabs Whiskey’s legs but she kicks him off and he almost backs up into the ropes but he’s able to stop himself in time. As he regains his bearings after almost flying into the barbwire, it gives Whiskey enough time to get up to her feet and the two begin to circle each other.)
Roy Hardy: It’s like we’re back to square one with these two.
Jesse Watson: I’ve never seen a more carefully wrestled match. Each movement has been precise.
Roy Hardy: They know that a wrong move could result in something very unpleasant.
(They meet in the center of the ring and Whiskey is the first react, throwing a hard chop to the chest of V. V doesn’t hesitate, coming back with a chop to the chest of his own. The two exchange chops until V breaks it, landing a hard forearm to the mouth. Whiskey retaliates with a judo kick to the chest of V. V comes back again, landing a stiff right hand to the mouth. Whiskey then hits V with a roaring elbow that staggers V back a few steps. She grabs him in a standing front face lock, trying to back him up against the barbwire but V fights back, landing some punches to the ribs. V then lands several consecutive right hands before Whiskey lands a kick to the midsection and then takes him to the mat with a snapmere. She follows that up with a stiff kick to the spine.)
Roy Hardy: It sounded like a damn gun shot, when her foot connected with his back!
Jesse Watson: Their moves may be pretty tame and calculated to this point, by they are holding nothing back when they do it. They are putting everything behind each elbow, kick and punch they throw.
(Whiskey starts to get V back to his feet but V drills her with his elbow, driving it into the top of her head. He then takes Whiskey to the mat with a snapmere and delivers a vicious kick to the back of his own. Whiskey gets to her feet, anger starting to set in on the faces of both of them. She drills him with a hard forearm to the mouth and V comes back with one of his own. She swings at him again but V ducks it and then pulls her over with a backslide pin attempt…)
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Roy Hardy: V almost caught Whiskey off guard with that.
Jesse Watson: Yeah, I don’t think Whiskey was anticipating anything like that. I think we would have had a riot on our hands if we advertised a death match and it ended without any blood spilled.
Roy Hardy: I think there’s a better chance of me winning the lottery than there is of there not being any blood shed tonight. And I don’t play the lottery.
(Both rush to their feet and V grabs Whiskey, attempting to Irish whip her but Whiskey reversed it. V stopped short of the ropes once again and then charged in at Whiskey who leaps up and catches him in the mouth with a jumping calf kick. V tries to roll away from Whiskey but Whiskey stays on him pulling him up a bit and trying to force his face into the barbwire. V fights it off, landing hard elbow blows to the midsection, before grabbing Whiskey by the hair and trying to force her face into the barbwire.)
Roy Hardy: V is inches away from having Whiskey’s face driven into that barbwire!
Jesse Watson: It’s a shame too. That Whiskey is a hot lil’ thing!
Roy Hardy: ….Really? We’re calling a death match and that’s all you can think about?
Jesse Watson: What?! I’m just saying!
Roy Hardy: Ugh.
(Whiskey starts to fight it off, driving her elbow into V’s stomach several times but V quickly grabs her and drives her into the mat with a side Russian leg sweep. V mounts her and lands several hard right hands to the face. He gets her to her hands and knees, pulling to the ropes and straddling her back, grabbing her by the hair and this time he’s able to push Whiskey’s forehead into the barbwire.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go! V’s got Whiskey’s face driven into that barbwire that’s wrapped around the ropes!
Jesse Watson: It was only a matter of time! Things are gonna break down now!
(V starts to grind it against the barbwire and blood instantly starts to run drip down the face of Whiskey. V lets go and lands a couple of hard stomps to the back of Whiskey’s head before getting her up to her feet. He pushes her back against the ropes and continues to use his bodyweight, shoving her and pressing her into that barbwire.)
Roy Hardy: That barbwire is tearing at the flesh on Whiskey’s back!
(V then attempts to send her off into the ropes but Whiskey reverses it. V stops short of the ropes but before he can turn around, Whiskey runs and lands a dropkick to the back, sending V flying forward into the barbwire.)
Jesse Watson: And now V is eating some barbwire of his own!
(As V’s midsection and arms are caught in the barbwire, Whiskey comes up from behind him and lands several hard kicks to the back before grabbing his head and forcing his face down against the barbwire as well. Blood is now streaming down V’s face, arm and midsection, after being caught violently in the barbwire. Whiskey pulls him away and V falls to the mat. Whiskey then lands several hard elbow shots, using the tip of it, driving it into the already bleeding wound on V’s forehead. Whiskey gets V up and sends him off into the ropes. This time he’s not able to stop himself and his back goes crashing into the barbwire and he sticks there, as it begins to tear at the flesh on his back and arms.)
Roy Hardy: V is not in a good position right now!
Jesse Watson: Are you ever really in a good position in a match like this?
Roy Hardy: No, not really. But he is REALLY not in a good position right now.
(Whiskey lands several hard kicks to V’s chest before she carefully slides under the bottom rope and looks under the ring.)
Roy Hardy: Oh god, what is she looking for…
Jesse Watson: I have no clue but I bet it’s going to be awesome!
(She pulls out two steel chairs first and slides those into the ring but she’s not done there. She pulls out several, long, light tubes and slides those in as well. And if that wasn’t enough, she pulled out a few glass panes and placed those on the mat, in the corner, before getting back in.)
Roy Hardy: Jesus Christ, think she got enough artillery?!
Jesse Watson: It’s a death match, Hardy. What’d you expect her to do? Try to win using a box of kittens?!
(Whiskey got into the ring and immediately grabbed one of the panes of glass that she put in there. She set it up in one of the corners before turning her attention back to V. As she approaches him, he lands a quick punch to the midsection. As she’s hunched over, he then lands a hard knee strike to the face and then delivers a hard clothesline. He grabs her by the hair and starts to drag her over to where the glass pane is that she leaned in the corner.)
Roy Hardy: Uh oh, this isn’t good for Whiskey…
Jesse Watson: Looks like she’s going to regret bringing those toys into play, now.
(V sets her up for a DDT and as he swings back to plant her with it, she blocked it, pushing him off and he crashes down through the glass pane by himself.)
Roy Hardy: Costly move by V as Whiskey blocked the DDT attempt and he just went himself crashing through that glass!
Jesse Watson: That may be the mistake that comes back to haunt him!
(Whiskey pulls him out of the corner, dragging his back across the broken glass as she does and then makes a pin attempt…)
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(V slides under the bottom rope, trying to catch his wind on the outside of the ring. Whiskey doesn’t give him much time, as she grabs a steel chair and follows behind. With his back turned to her, Whiskey levels V in the back with the steel chair. As he’s hunched over, leaning against the ring apron, Whiskey brings it down across his back for a second time. Whiskey then leans V up against the ring post and swings for his head but V is able to move in time.)
Roy Hardy: Whiskey was looking to make a sandwich out of V’s head, with that steel ring post and the steel chair as the pieces of bread!
Jesse Watson: V better count his lucky stars that he was able to move in time. She absolutely annihilated that chair around the ring post.
(Whiskey reaches in, grabbing a large shard of the glass pane and begins to drive it into a large wound on V’s arm. She then lands several shots to his forehead, with the piece of glass before dropping it and grabbing another steel chair. She begins to lay into his shoulder with hard shots from the chair, until he falls to the ground. As he’s on his hands and knees, she lands one more shot to the back for good measure with that chair. Whiskey drops the chair and starts to pull V up to his feet but he catches her with a stiff European uppercut that staggers her backwards. As she turns around, V lifts Whiskey up and body slams her onto the steel chair.)
Roy Hardy: Rough landing for Whiskey, being slammed down on to that steel chair!
Jesse Watson: Turn about is fair play. She introduced the chair into the match and I think she’s regretting it now.
(V got Whiskey to her feet and rolled her back into the ring. Before getting in, V reached under the ring and pulled out a staple gun.)
Roy Hardy: I don’t like the looks of this…
Jesse Watson: You know who else won’t? Whiskey Ayano.
Roy Hardy: These two are already bleeding from the head, the face, the arms, the torsos, the back…
Jesse Watson: And they’re not done yet.
(V slides into the ring, being careful not to snag himself on the barbwire. He gets Whiskey up and brings her to the corner. He then tries to pry her mouth open but she fights against it. He nails her several times in the head with the staple gun and is able to open her mouth. He grabs her by the tongue, pushing it against the top turnbuckle and he raises the staple gun up.)
Roy Hardy: Oh Jesus Christ, no… He’s not really…
Jesse Watson: He’s gonna try to staple her tongue to the top turnbuckle! I knew he was a maniac but come on!
Roy Hardy: I don’t know how you can go too far in a death match but this might be doing it.
(He starts to bring the staple gun down but out of desperation, Whiskey lands a hard kick to the back of V’s knee. Whiskey then grabbed the staple gun out of his hand and as V turned around, she stapled him right in the forehead.)
Roy Hardy: Staple gun to the face!
Jesse Watson: V’s regretting bringing that in to play now, I’m sure…
(Whiskey then places several more staples into V, over his arm, shoulder, back and chest, following V around the ring as he tries to get away. He’s hunched over and she points to his ass as her next target until in one swift movement, V grabs one of light tubes, spins around and smashes it over Whiskey’s head.)
Roy Hardy: That light tube just exploded over Whiskey’s head!
Jesse Watson: I’m starting to think that bringing those into the ring wasn’t very bright.
Roy Hardy: …Hilarious.
Jesse Watson: I know.
(V then takes the end of the tube that’s still in his hand and begins to drive the broken part of it into the forehead of Whiskey, cutting her deeper. He drops the end of the light tube and then gets Whiskey up, sending her into the corner. She bounces off of the turnbuckles and V connects with a discus lariat. He then makes a pin..)
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Roy Hardy: V almost took her head off with that discus lariat but she still kicked out!
Jesse Watson: She should have stayed down… End the pain and misery.
Roy Hardy: There’s no quit in either one of these competitors. Whoever wins is going to earn it, that’s for damn sure.
(V gets up and pulls the other few light tubes out of the corner, laying them side by side. He then gets Whiskey up and brings her over near them. Whiskey fights back though, landing several shots to the midsection before landing a quick uraken backfist that staggers V. Whiskey then lifts V up and body slams him down across the tubes.)
Roy Hardy: What strength by Whiskey Ayano, lifting V up, a man who outweighs her by a good 100 pounds and slamming! Especially after how much punishment she has taken!
Jesse Watson: I didn’t think she’d have that kind of strength left in her!
(Whiskey goes for a pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
(Whiskey grabs the other glass pane that is in the corner and lays it across the prone body of V, resting it on his chest. Whiskey backs up and then runs in, landing a senton on the glass, smashing it into V as all her body weight came down onto it.)
Jesse Watson: I don’t know if that was the smartest idea by Whiskey, there’s no doubt that it hurt her too!
Roy Hardy: Absolutely. But man, that glass was driven into the midsection and face of V!
(Whiskey went for the pin again…)
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NO! KICKOUT AT 2 ½!!!
Roy Hardy: V kicked out! Wow!
Jesse Watson: He’s not dead yet!
(Whiskey rolled out of the ring and then began to motion towards the back.)
Roy Hardy: What is she doing?
Jesse Watson: How the hell would I know? That woman is nuts.
(Just then we saw two people carrying out something to ring.)
Jesse Watson: Sweet tap dancing Jesus, is that…
Roy Hardy: It’s a table. And it’s completely wrapped in barbwire!
(The two stage hands bring it to ringside and drop it off where Whiskey is standing. She then gets down and starts looking under the ring before pulling out a sack.)
Roy Hardy: Now what the hell is THAT?!
Jesse Watson: I don’t think I want to know.
(She held it up into the air before dumping it out onto the table. The camera gets a good look at it…)
Jesse Watson: You have GOT to be kidding me! First barbwire and now..
Roy Hardy: Thumbtacks and shards of broken glass added on top!
(Just then, as Whiskey turns around, V comes up from behind her and hits her with a hard head butt that sends her staggering back against the table. V comes in at her but she lands a kick to the midsection. She reaches into the ring, grabbing an end of one of the light tubes and as V comes back at her, she drives it into his forehead, cutting him deeper. Whiskey climbs up onto the ring apron, pulling V up with her. She then sets him up for a piledriver.)
Roy Hardy: Oh my God, she’s gonna piledriver him off the ring apron and through that table!
Jesse Watson: I can’t watch this!
(She tries to do it but V blocks the first attempt. She tries again but he blocks it once more. He moves his head and drives it into her midsection. He then lifts her up on his shoulders and in one swift movement, he leaps off the ring apron, driving them both through the table when he connects with the “Rexall.”)
Roy Hardy: SITOUT REVERSE PILEDRIVER THROUGH THE GOD DAMN TABLE!
Jesse Watson: THAT THING IS WRAPPED IN BARBWIRE AND HAS THUMBTACKS AND GLASS SHARDS ON IT TOO!!
Roy Hardy: THAT IS THE SICKEST THING I’VE EVER WITNESSED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!
(We see that they’re both tangled up in the barbwire, bleeding profusely. The referee comes out and checks on them both, neither one of them moving. He waves his arms and calls for the bell.)
Randall Jobbs: At the 35:08 mark of the match, the referee has ruled this match a no decision!
Roy Hardy: I… I have no words…
Jesse Watson: I think that’s a first… Both of us are speechless…
Roy Hardy: We knew this match was going to be extreme but none of us expected anything like THAT.
Jesse Watson: Yeah, that was just insane… I mean, they’re both breathing and both are alert so it seems they’ve averted disaster but still…
Roy Hardy: Yeah.. Folks, we’re gonna take a break, let the ring crew clean up the ring and paramedics check on Whiskey and V. We’ll be back…
(They show people starting to clean up the ring, as trainers and EMTs come out to assist in getting Whiskey and V to the back.)
Liz Smalls vs. Brandon Banks
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
('Live For The Night' plays as pink and purple spotlights show the entrance way. A giant magazine cover of Liz Smalls is the curtain for her entrance as she walks from behind it with the spotlights flashing on her.)
Randall Jobbs: From San Francisco, California, weighing in at 115 pounds… Representing Pride Pro Wrestling... Liz Smalls!
(Paparazzi trail behind her taking pictures as she walks to the ring waving at the fans as they boo her. Two of the paparazzi men hop onto the ring apron and each grab one of Liz's arms as they lift her onto the apron and then hold the ropes for her to enter.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
("One day Simba... The sun will set on my time here... And will rise through you as the new king."
"And this will all be mine?"
"Everything..."
"Everything the light touches..."
The arena goes dark and the crowd erupts just as the visuals of Brandon Banks hit the titantron. The sound of thunder and lightning overpower the noise of the crowd while Return of Simbai" by J. Cole plays over the PA system. A silver triangle replaces the video package on the titantron, becoming the only source of light in the arena.
"In my freshest J's, I ain't slept in days.
Girl you gon' make me late undressin' me.
Know you ain't seen me since yesterday,
but see I got a date with destiny"
The fans in attendance suddenly start to feel water come down onto them, almost as if it were raining in the building. Thirty seconds into the song, a yellow smoke begins to pour out of the ground. The triangle on the titantron turns gold, with a spotlight hitting the top of the entrance ramp.
"Hov asked me is you ready for it?
I looked around at his nice things...
Told em nigga you already know it!"
The spotlight continues to shine over the top of the entrance ramp as Brandon Banks slowly comes out onto the ramp, stopping just as soon as he's visible with a zipped up sweatshirt and his hood over his head. The fans go nuts as Banks walks into the spotlight and takes a few steps toward the ring. He takes the hood off of his head and looks around the arena with a smirk on his face as he feeds from the crowds energy. He stares directly at the ring before bowing his head and closing his eyes, taking in more energy of the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air and starts jumping up and down until he runs back and forth atop the entrance ramp, hyping up the crowd some more. After playing with the crowd some, he smirks and holds his arms out to his sides as he walks down the aisle.
"BITCH I'M THE MAN OF THE YEEEEEEEEAR!")
Randall Jobbs: From Jersey City, New Jersey, weighing in at 192 pounds… He represents Hard Knox Wrestling… Brandon Banks!!
(Banks shows no emotion as he continues his steady pace down the ramp, bringing his arms back down to his sides. He stops mid ramp, and again, tucks his head before slowing his pace even more until he reaches the steps. He walks up the staircase and heads toward the middle of the apron before throwing his arms in the air to receive a monstrous pop from the crowd.. He gives the crowd a round of applause himself and proceeds to climb to the top rope, and throws up a triangle with his hands before looking down at the ring and jumping in. Just as his feet touch the mat, Banks rips his sweatshirt off and tosses it into the audience. He plays with the crowd some more before glancing over at the front row before he proceeds toward one of the corners in the ring and leans his back against the turnbuckle, sliding down until he sits down and waits for the action to begin.)
Roy Hardy: The crowd is going nuts for the hometown boy, Brandon Banks, who’s from Jersey City, about 20 minute away!
Jesse Watson: This is one of the most anticipated matches on the entire show! I’m just as hyped about it as these fans!
(The bell rings and the two meet up in the center of the ring. They exchange a couple of words and after Banks says something, Liz rears back and slaps him across the face.)
Roy Hardy: That’s not exactly the smartest thing to do.
Jesse Watson: Hey, she’s Liz Smalls. She can do whatever she wants.
Roy Hardy: Please don’t tell me you’re on that bandwaggon too?
Jesse Watson: Oh please. I’ve been a Liz supporter for a long time now! I’m excited that I finally get to call one of her matches!
(Banks doesn’t hesitate, coming back by sliding around behind Liz, grabbing her in a waist lock and then lifting her up and bringing her down to the mat with a belly to back slam. Liz quickly fights up to her feet but Banks holds on to the grip he has around her waist. She delivers a quick elbow to the mouth and slides behind him, grabbing his waist. She then quickly drops down, rolling him up with a school boy..)
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Kickout!
(They both rush to their feet and Liz attempts an Enziguri but Banks is able to duck it and her kick misses. He grabs the other leg and floats over with a jacknife pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Two quick pin attempts from both and two quick kickouts.
Jesse Watson: There’s a lot of pride on the line between these two, after nearly an entire month of trash talking on Twitter.
Roy Hardy: That’s right. So there’s no doubt that they’re going to be looking to get the win at any point possible.
(They rush to their feet and Liz swings at Banks but Banks ducks her arm. He then fires back with a hard judo kick to the chest, knocking her backwards. Liz comes right back though, lighting his chest up with a knife edge chop. Banks comes back and hits another kick to the chest that rocks Liz but she fights through it, coming back with a rake to the eyes.)
Roy Hardy: Oh come on! Why does she have to go to the cheap shot?!
Jesse Watson: What? She was just showing Brandon the lovely shade of pink she had on from her signature “Nails by Liz” nail polish line.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, right.
(Liz drills Brandon in the mouth with a couple of right hands before grabbing him and sending him off into the ropes. As he comes off of it, he runs through Liz, taking her down with a shoulder block. As Liz gets up, he hit’s the ropes again and as he comes off of them, she leap frogs over him and he puts the breaks on. Liz turns around and Banks catches her with a standing dropkick, sending her rolling to the outside of the ring.)
Jesse Watson: Good call by Liz to roll out of the ring and grab a breather.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, Banks was getting on a roll and she’s slowing the match down, breaking that momentum.
(Brandon follows her to the outside and Liz sees him. She runs at him, going for a clothesline but he ducks under and lands a hard judo kick to the back of her head. He gets up onto the ring apron and as Liz gets back to her feet, he sprinboards off of the ropes and catches her with a moonsault, taking her out.)
Roy Hardy: Brandon going to the air with that one! It’s not looking too good for your girl, now.
Jesse Watson: Shut up! It’s still early.
(Brandon gets her up and rolls her back into the ring, following in behind and going for a pin…)
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Kickout!
(He starts to get Liz up but she grabs his head and drops down, connecting with a jawbreaker. She goes to throw a punch but Banks blocks it, hitting her with a couple of his own, staggering her back a little. He hit’s the ropes and as he comes off of them, she side steps him and catches him with a drop toe hold, sending him throat-first against the second rope.)
Jesse Watson: That’s an easy way to crush a wind pipe, right there!
Roy Hardy: Yeah, no kidding. Good job by Liz, scouting whatever Brandon had in mind.
(Liz then steps up on Brandon, standing on his back and pushing all her bodyweight down, choking him against the ropes. The referee counts to four before she jumps off of him, breaking the choke. Liz brings Brandon away from the ropes and then lifts him up and hangs him upside down in the corner, in a tree of woe position. Liz backs up to the opposite corner and charges in, landing a low dropkick to the face of Banks, causing him to drop out of the corner.)
Roy Hardy: Liz seems to really be in control now.
Jesse Watson: Of course she is. It was only a matter of time.
(Liz gets Banks up and sends him into the ropes. As he comes off of them, she swings at him but he ducks it, hitting the ropes again. As he comes off of them for the second time, Liz turns around and Brandon catches her with a diving forearm smash. Liz gets to her feet and staggers into the corner. Brandon charges in but Liz moves out of the way and he crashes into the turnbuckles with his chest. Liz turns him around and takes a few steps back and charges in at him but Brandon gets a foot up, catching her in the mouth with it. Liz staggers backwards and Banks comes in, catching her with a pele kick. Brandon goes for the pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!
Roy Hardy: Brandon caught her good with that pele kick, I thought he might have had it!
Jesse Watson: Liz is tougher than people give her credit for.
Roy Hardy: She’s resilient, I’ll give her that.
(Brandon starts to get Liz back up but she connects with several elbow shots to the midsection. She swings at him with a slap but this time Brandon sees it coming and he ducks it, spinning her around, lifting her up and driving her into the mat with a back suplex. Brandon goes for the pin again..)
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Kickout!
(As he starts to get Liz up, Liz drives her knee into his stomach. She then grabs Banks and drives him into the mat with a sitout face crusher. Liz goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Liz argues with the ref before getting Banks up. She calls for a piledriver and sets up for it but Banks slips out of her grasp, landing a kick to the stomach and then setting her up for the “Eurodolo.” Liz is able to break away and lands a quick spinning back kick to the midsection, setting up for the piledriver again. Banks uses his strength advantage, lifting her up and then driving her into the mat with an Alabama slam. He drops down for a pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: Man, I thought he had it! He drove her into the mat HARD with that move!
Jesse Watson: But she’s not out yet!
(Banks gets up and starts to set up for the “Bank Shot.” Once Liz is to her feet, he closes in, going for it but she ducks his foot. Liz grabs Banks and then plants him into the mat with “Nailed By Liz.” She goes for a pin…)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Jesse Watson: Come on, ref, that was three!
Roy Hardy: Not quite! Close but not quite!
(Liz gets Banks up and hits him with a roundhouse kick, that staggers him back against the ropes. Liz charges in and clotheslines him over the top rope. Liz thinks that he’s out on the floor but Banks lands on the ring apron. She finally sees this and charges in but Banks lunges his upper body through the ropes and catches her in the midsection with his shoulder. She staggers backwards, holding her stomach and when she turns around, Banks springboards into the ring and catches her with the “No Ceilings DDT.” He hooks the leg…)
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3!!!!!
Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 16:46 mark of the match, Brandon Banks!!
Roy Hardy: Costly mistake by Liz Smalls not to stay on Brandon when she had the chance and he made her pay, catching her with that 720 DDT!
Jesse Watson: She was so close to winning too!
Roy Hardy: She was. There was a few times in the match where she came close. She gave Banks a hell of a fight, that’s for sure.
Jesse Watson: Banks is a highly accomplished wrestler so there’s no shame in losing to him.
Roy Hardy: That’s for damn sure. I think Liz Smalls showed here tonight that, even though she lost, she is able to hang with some of the best.
Jesse Watson: Well I could have told you that. She wrestled a very a good match but her rookie mistake cost her in the end.
Roy Hardy: Yes it did. You can’t take Banks lightly, at any point in the match. Because he will make you pay just like he did.
Main Event
PWP Heavyweight Championship
Sister Liliana vs. Zack Jones (c)
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… And it is for the PWP Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger….
(A pipe organ begins to play and Bach's "Toccata & Fugue in D minor” starts to play. Throughout the arena the lights go dark, minus a spotlight at the top of the ramp. Father Jones is out first, wearing black dress pants and aback turtle neck, with an oversized black hat and oversized sunglasses as well. Wearing all black, with a veil covering her face, the former Liliana and Sweet Potato makes her way slowly out from the back.)
Randall Jobbs: From Bayonne, New Jersey, weighing in at 122 pounds… Representing Inferno Wrestling… Sister Liliana!
(Father Jones stands by her and claps proudly before the two of them head to the ring. Sister Liliana never takes her gaze off of the ring but Father Jones walks all around her talking her up, clapping, and pointing to the ring. She slowly climbs up the stairs and steps carefully into the ring. Once in the ring, she throws the veil off and shows an all black mask that covers her entire head, including having her hair covered up.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
(The opening of “Earthquake” by Labrinth featuring Tinie Tempah begins to slowly play throughout the arena as the curtains slowly separate and out steps Zack Jones, back turned to the audience. The Philadelphian is wearing a white jacket with gold stripes to match his white tights. He bobs his head up and down as he stands at the stage and keeps his back turned to the cheering audience. Once the words “yeah” is screamed out loud and the beat kicks in, Jones turns around and pumps his left fist forward, forcing one huge pop of red pyro to explode behind him.)
Randall Jobbs: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 188 pounds… He is representing Insurgency Wrestling Federation… And he is the reigning and defending PWP Heavyweight Champion… Zack Jones!!
(Jones slowly makes his way down the ramp, smiling at the fans and slowly removing his hood while doing so. He tosses the hood down onto the ground before slowly circling the ring and slapping hands with the front row fans before sliding into the ring. Zack quickly climbs one of the corners to the middle turnbuckle and points out to the audience before hopping off and quickly goes to his corner to stretch and prepare for his match.)
Roy Hardy: It is time for our Main Event of the evening! The PWP Heavyweight Champion is on the line!
Jesse Watson: Lets get this thing going!
(As the bell rang, Zack didn’t want to give Sister Liliana any chance to get the first advantage, quickly grabbing her and taking her to the mat with a side headlock takedown. Liliana swung her legs up, pulling Zack off of her and she nipped up to her feet. As Zack rushed to his, Liliana then took him down with a side headlock take down of her own. Zack then pulls her off with his legs and he keeps her there with a head scissors. She’s finally able to slip out of it and before Zack can get to his feet, she quickly slides over, grabbing him in another headlock and keeping him on the ground. Zack then fought his way back up to his feet, Liliana holding on the entire way up. Zack breaks out of the headlock, grabbing one of Liliana’s arms and twisting it into a wrist lock. Liliana starts get down lower to the mat, forcing Zack to follow her down and as he does, she slips out of his grasps and grabs him in a front face lock. Zack Jones then is able to slide his head out and he grabs Sister Liliana in a front face lock of his own.)
Roy Hardy: These two are really taking the cautious route, feeling each other out in the early going.
Jesse Watson: Well the title is on the line. They both know that any small mistake could be turned into a costly one. Something they can’t allow with something as prestigious as the PWP Heavyweight Championship on the line.
(Sister Liliana fought her way back to her feet, slipping out of Zack’s hold and grabbing him in a side headlock. Zack backed up and attempted to shoot Liliana into the ropes but she reversed it, sending him off into the ropes. As he came off of them, she quickly caught him with a Japanese arm drag. As he rushed to his feet, she then caught him with a standing dropkick, that sent Zack rolling to the outside.)
Roy Hardy: Zack Jones is a quick individual but very few can match the speed and agility of Sister Liliana.
Jesse Watson: I whole-heartedly agree. Liliana is a tremendous athlete. Zack Jones is okay… But not on the level of Sister Liliana.
Roy Hardy: Okay? He’s the champion, for crying out loud!
(Zack jumped up onto the ring apron and Liliana tried to grab him by the hair to pull him in but Zack leveled her with a forearm shot to the mouth, sending her staggering backwards. Zack then got into the ring but as he was bent over, climbing in, Liliana landed a quick kick to the mouth. She then hit the ropes and as she came off, she went for a hurricanrana but Zack blocked it into a sit out power bomb..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Great reversal by Zack Jones, to block that hurricanrana attempt by Sister Liliana!
Jesse Watson: I’ll admit, I’m surprised he was able to think of a way to counter that so quickly, after having his teeth kicked in.
(Zack got Liliana up to her feet and sent her into the corner. As she staggered out, he caught her with a snapmere, taking her down to the mat. Zack then hit the ropes and landed a low dropkick to the back of her head. Zack pulls her backwards to the mat and goes for another pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Zack trying for another pin attempt and that’s smart. He knows he has to take every opportunity that he has to try and put Liliana away.
Jesse Watson: Yup. Because the longer the match goes on, the more opportunities that Sister Liliana has to take that title away from him.
(As Zack got Sister Liliana back to her feet, she fought back with a knife edge chop. She then landed a couple of hard judo kicks to the chest. Liliana then hit the ropes and as she came off of them, Zack caught her with a back elbow. As she stood on shaky legs, he then lifts her up and plants Liliana into the mat with a back suplex. Zack goes for another pin..)
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Kickout!
(Zack begins to get Liliana back to her feet and she lands a quick elbow to the midsection. She gets up and then lands a chop to the chest but Zack comes back with a forearm shot. Liliana then hits one of her own and the two begin to exchange shots. Liliana lands a swift kick to the side of the knee of Zack, throwing him off guard before landing rapid forearms to the mouth. Liliana then hit’s the ropes and Zack goes for a clothesline but she ducks under his arm, hitting the ropes again. As she comes off of them a second time, he goes for a back elbow but she evades his attack once more. She comes off the ropes a third time and both of them go for a cross body on the other, crashing into each other and clutching their midsection.)
Roy Hardy: Both had the same idea and it resulted in a mid-air collision between the two!
Jesse Watson: Now the key will be to see who recovers first.
(Both slowly make their way to their feet, Liliana using the corner turnbuckles to help get to her vertical base. Zack turns around and charges in at her, while she’s in the corner but she moves out of the way and Zack crashes chest-first into the turnbuckles. He turned around and Liliana came charging in at him but Zack gets a foot up, catching her in the mouth. Zack then jumps up to the second rope but Liliana quickly recovers, using the ropes to her advantage and landing a rope-assisted kick to the side of the head, throwing Zack off balance. She then leaps up catches him with a hurricanrana, throwing him off of the ropes.)
Jesse Watson: Tremendous vertical leap by Sister Liliana!!
Roy Hardy: Man, I’ll tell you… Each month, the athleticism we see on display by competitors like we’re watching now, always leaves me speechless.
Jesse Watson: Even you can’t say anything bad about Liliana there!
Roy Hardy: No I can’t. I don’t always agree with her views and opinions but I will never deny what an incredible wrestler she is. Just like you can’t deny how good Zack Jones is.
Jesse Watson: Alright, fine… I’ll admit it… He’s alright.
Roy Hardy: Oh come on!
Jesse Watson: What?! I upgraded him from ‘okay’!
Roy Hardy: You’re ridiculous.
(The hurricanrana sent Zack rolling out of the ring, to gather his bearings. Liliana hit the ropes and as Zack turned around, she leaped over the top rope, hitting a suicide senton that took Jones out.)
Roy Hardy: Liliana going to the air!
(Liliana, not giving Zack much time to recover, got him up and rolled him back into the ring. He used the ropes to help get up, staggering into the corner to keep himself up. Liliana rushes back into the ring and charges at Zack but Zack gets his elbow up, catching her in the mouth and stopping her. Liliana staggers out of the corner and Zack charges out, catching her with a clothesline. He then hit’s the ropes and goes for a senton but Liliana moves out of the way and he crashes to the mat. Liliana gets to her feet and jumps up, coming down on Zack’s midsection with a double stomp.)
Roy Hardy: Liliana, once again, using that tremendous speed that she’s got to capitalize on that missed senton by Zack Jones.
Jesse Watson: That’s why she’s a former Champion. She knows how to capitalize on every opening.
(Sister Liliana gets Zack up and sends him into the corner. She charges in but he tries to back drop her over the corner. She lands on her feet, on the ring apron and when Zack turns around, he drills him with a hard forearm to the mouth, staggering him backwards. She climbs up to the top rope and leaps off, going for a diving cross body but Zack Jones moves out of the way and she goes crashing to the mat.)
Roy Hardy: Great job by Zack Jones to get out of the way in time! Now he has to try and capitalize.
(As Liliana gets to her hands and knees, Jones runs in and lands a low dropkick to the side of her head. He then quickly picked her up over his shoulder, charges in and launches her like a missile, causing her to crash face first into the top turnbuckle. As she staggered out of the corner, he landed a kick to the midsection and then planted her with a “Fame Asser.” He goes for the pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: So close but Liliana isn’t out yet!
Jesse Watson: She needs to cut Jones off… He’s really gaining a lot of momentum now.
(Zack starts to get Liliana up and Liliana lands a quick spinning back kick to the midsection. She hit’s the ropes and as she comes off of them, Zack stops her with a forearm shot to the mouth. Liliana comes back with one of her own and Zack battles back with another one. This time Liliana hits him with a kick judo kick to the chest. Zack comes back with a hard rolling elbow that staggers Sister Liliana. Zack then lands several hard forearm shots, getting the upper hand. Zack then hit’s the ropes and as he comes off of them, Liliana catches him with a super kick to the mouth, sending Zack staggering backwards.)
Jesse Watson: Hellacious super kick from Sister Liliana!
(Zack bounces off of the ropes, on wobbly legs and Liliana swings at him but he ducks her arm. As Liliana turns around, Zack then drills her with a super kick.)
Roy Hardy: Big time super kick of his own, from Zack Jones!
(It staggers Liliana but she stays on her feet. Zack goes for another one but Liliana ducks under his foot. As he turns around, she hits him with a step up Enziguri that leaves both of them down on the mat.)
Roy Hardy: They may have just knocked each other out with those flurries of kicks!
Jesse Watson: These two are pulling out every stop to try and win this!
(Sister Liliana is the first one to her feet and she starts to get Zack up but he grabs her by the legs, tripping her down to the mat. He then gets up to his feet, holding on to her legs and locks her into a Sharpshooter.)
Roy Hardy: Sharpshooter submission hold! This might be it!
(There are several moments when it looks like Sister Liliana is going to tap out from the submission hold. Just when it looks like she is about to crawl close enough to the ropes to grab the bottom on, Zack pulls her back to the center of the ring. Liliana is close to tapping out when she suddenly is able to reverse it, flipping over to her back and then reaching up, pulling Zack down into a small package…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 21:03 mark of the match… And NEW PWP Heavyweight Champion… Sister Liliana!!
Roy Hardy: Wow! I don’t believe it! Sister Liliana was able to counter that sharpshooter into a small package and she picked up the victory!
Jesse Watson: Nobody saw that coming, especially Zack Jones! And now we’ve got a new champion!
Roy Hardy: Yes we do. Sister Liliana has become the first ever two time PWP Heavyweight Champion, with that win right there. I’m still… Wow, what an ending!
Jesse Watson: I’ll give it to Jones, he gave Sister Liliana all she could handle. But I had confidence in Liliana from the get go to pick up the win.
Roy Hardy: Zack Jones has nothing to be ashamed of. He fought a hell of a match but Sister Liliana was the one who, in the end, was able to pull out the victory. Folks, that’s all the time we have tonight. I hope you enjoyed another fantastic night of PWP action. For my partner, Jesse Watson, I’m Roy Hardy… Make sure to join us again next month for PWP 12... Goodnight!
Roy Hardy: Hello ladies and gentlemen! And thank you for joining us for another amazing night of PWP action, as we are here for PWP 11: Too Legit II Quit! I’m Roy Hardy and along side me tonight is my broadcast colleague, as always, Jesse Watson!
Jesse Watson: Roy.. Tonight is going to be incredible! We have a PWP Heavyweight Title match, we have Brandon Banks facing Liz Smalls, we are crowing the first ever PWP Tag Team Champions and we’ve got a Death Match!
Roy Hardy: It is going to, easily, be one of the biggest nights in PWP history! But before we get into all of that, we have to take a quick break for one of our sponsors and then we’ll be right back to get into our opening contest of the evening, Quentin Fontaine and Trent Young!
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Quentin Fontaine vs. Trent Young
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(About this time the cameras were right back at ringside for the first scheduled contest of the night. Fans could be heard all throughout the arena quite excited. Cheers were as loud as they could be. Obviously everyone was pumped up for the night. Then all of the sudden the arena lights began to dim down a little followed up by flashing strobe lights going off all over the arena. “Off The Chain” by underground artist Chris Webby began to play over the arena’s speakers.
At first there was quite a bit of confusion within the arena. Fans weren’t too sure how to react, what to expect, or even what was going on at that moment. That confusion changed soon enough. The curtain was brushed aside and stepping out onto the stage was none other than TRENT YOUNG or often referred to as “The One” by himself. He had a bit of a smug look on his face as he stood at the center of the stage looking out at the crowd that was starting to turn and starting to let their voices be heard through their boos.)
Randall Jobbs: From Raleigh, North Carolina, now residing in Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 253 pounds… Trent Young!
(Trent had began to walk down the ramp. He was half way down as it was. That smug look continued to stay featured as he looked at the fans booing him along the ramp way. He truly didn’t seem bothered by their comments or their boos. It was like he truly believed that he was without a doubt better than them. Trent continued to make his way down the ramp and in a matter of seconds he found himself at ringside.
After stalling to look around both sides of him at more fans booing him. Trent charged forward a little ways and slid himself under the bottom rope. In a quick manner he forced himself up to his feet and marched to the nearest turnbuckle. Climbing to the second rung Trent lifted his arms into the air and out to his side taunting the crowd a bit. Only to get a bigger negative response from them. Trent continued to taunt them for a few seconds longer before leaping off the turnbuckle and backing himself into the opposite corner. With his theme dying down Trent leaned there in the corner awaiting the arrival of his opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(“Everybody Loves Me” by One Republic starts to play and Quentin Fontaine backs his way out from the back.)
Randall Jobbs: From Venice, Italy, weighing in at 211 pounds… Quentin Fontaine!
(He high fives some fans on the way down, before sliding into the ring and getting ready for the match.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go, one of a few double debut matches here tonight, between competitors who have never been in the PWP before!
(The bell rings and both men lock up in the middle of the ring and Trent Young takes a side headlock on Fontaine. Young wrenches it in and Fontaine tries to figure out a way to get out of it. Fontaine starts to land some shots to the midsection on Young to open him up and then lays in with some elbows to back him up to the ropes. Fontaine sends Young off the ropes and they meet in the middle with Young dropping Fontaine with a shoulder tackle. Young then hits the far side ropes but Fontaine is back up and leapfrogs over Young who hits the ropes again and rebound back into a standing dropkick by Fontaine. Fontaine then hits Young with an Japanese arm drag, as he gets up and then a regular arm drag and holds on for an armbar.)
Roy Hardy: Great start to the match here by Quentin Fontaine.
(Young scoots over and uses his feet to grab the rope to get the break and after he feels his arm let go by Fontaine, Young slides out of the ring to the outside.)
Roy Hardy: Young taking some time to regroup here.
Jesse Watson: Smart move by Trent.
(Young turns to see Quentin charging full speed, as Quentin leaps through the ropes with a suicide dive, but Trent sidesteps and Quentin goes crashing into the barricade!)
Jesse Watson: Ohhhh! Crash and burn for Fontaine!
Roy Hardy: Good lord, he his that barricade hard!
(Young gets Quentin to his feet, and slams him against the barricade a couple of more times, before rolling him into the ring. Trent slides into the ring, and starts taunting Quentin while stomping on him. Trent gets him up and sends him off into the ropes. Quentin comes back, and Trent brings him over with a back body drop. Trent drops the leg on Quentin, and goes for the cover.)
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Jesse Watson: I’m surprised he actually kicked out, after how hard he hit that guard rail.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, that was a good, quick, way to knock yourself out. But he’s still in this.
(Young gets to his feet and stomps at Quentin a few more times until bringing him to his feet. Trent punches him a couple times until Quentin finally has enough and blocks the third and begins to swing back with hard rights. He whips Young to the ropes and when Young comes back, Quentin nails him with a dropkick. Young falls down to the mat, and Quentin follows up with a standing Phoenix splash. Quentin goes for the pin.)
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Jesse Watson: That was close!
Roy Hardy: Quentin almost had the win there, after that impressive standing Phoenix splash. But the match continues.
(The two make their way to their feet, and start to exchange rights and lefts. Young is able to get a few forearm shots in, and starts to gain the advantage. Young delivers shot after shot, backing Quentin into the corner. Trent whips Quentin across the ring into the corner, then charges in and nails him with a clothesline. Young brings Fontaine out of the corner and snapmares Quentin down. Trent goes to deliver a kick to the back of his head but Fontaine ducks and trips Young up and sends him face first into the second turnbuckle. Quentin quickly hops up and jumps delivering a double stomp to the back of Young square on his shoulders. Quentin pulls him away from the ropes and goes for the pin.)
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Roy Hardy: Quentin starting to really get some momentum going here.
Jesse Watson: The question is, can he keep it going.
(Quentin gets to his feet, as Young does as well. Young charges at Quentin and hits him with a clothesline. Quentin pops back up, only to be hit with another clothesline. He gets back up again and this time Young sends him off into the ropes and catches him with a big spine buster as he comes off of them. Young gets up and looks to be going for a some sort of leg submission but before Young can get it locked all the way in, Quentin twists and turns and forces Young away. Quentin makes his way to his feet, as Young screams at him and then rushes in with a running forearm but Quentin ducks it and catches Trent with a school boy..)
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(As soon as they both get to their feet, Trent catches Fontaine with a kick to the stomach and then plants him into the mat with a bridging northern lights supelx…)
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Roy Hardy: Great suplex by Trent Young. I thought he may have been able to snag the win with that.
Jesse Watson: I did too but apparently Fontaine still has something left.
(Young can’t believe it, as he gets back to his feet. He gets Quentin back to his feet and starts to deliver right hand shots. He backs up a few steps, then charges at Quentin, going for a clothesline, but Quentin ducks under, springboards from the ropes, and nails Young with a spinning wheel kick! Young goes down hard to the mat.)
Roy Hardy: Oh my! This could be just the opening that Quentin needs to capitalize!
(As Trent starts to get to his feet, Quentin goes for a spear but Trent moves and Fontaine goes crashing through the turnbuckles, smashing his shoulder into the ring post. Trent pulls Quentin out of the ropes, lifts him up onto his shoulders and plants him into the mat with “The Finale.” He makes the pin..)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match at the 8:49 mark of the match… Trent Young!
Roy Hardy: Well Quentin Fontaine had a very impressive first showing here in the PWP but Trent Young, the veteran of the two, was able to out-maneuver him and pick up the victory.
Jesse Watson: I’ll admit, Quentin did a lot better than I was expecting. But Trent Young is a very gifted and accomplished wrestler.
Roy Hardy: Yes he is. Quentin gave it his best shot but he was up against a tough opponent in his debut. Good job by Fontaine but Young had his number tonight.
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Justin Davis vs. Evie Taylor
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(The intro for "Say Amen" begins to play as Justin remains backstage to increase the suspense of the crowd. The lights are dim and as soon as the beat drops, Justin appears through the curtains with hands placed together as he was praying. He then raises his head up before attempting to excite the crowd by running back and forth between the sides of the stage. He then heads back to center stage and sprints down to the ring sliding through the bottom rope to let out a scream into the air.)
Randall Jobbs: From Harlem, New York, weighing 223 pounds… Justin Davis!
“Butterfly” by Crazy Town begins to play.
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(Evie appears at the top of the ramp, accompanied by Matai. She waves to the fans before strutting in time to the music to the ring, Matai jumps up, sitting on the second rope where she straddles it, blowing a kiss to the fans before getting in, cracking her knuckles and waiting for her opponent. Matai gives her a kiss on the cheek before sliding out of the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From Toronto, Ontario Canada, weighing 120 pounds… Evie Taylor!
(The ref checks on both wrestlers; he then calls for the bell. The two wrestlers meet in the ring and shake hands; they then begin to circle each other. After a few moments the two lock up. Davis gets the early advantage by putting on a side-headlock. Taylor tries to get out, but Davis increases the pressure. Taylor is able to back-peddle into the ropes; she then shoots Davis off. Davis rebounds, but is knocked to the mat by a shoulder tackle. Davis rolls to the corner to regroup.)
Roy Hardy: Evie with some swift offense in the early stages of this match.
Jesse Watson: She’s not playing around. Davis better watch out.
(After Davis composes himself, the two lock up again. This time has the edge. Tyalor backs him into the corner; she releases the hold at the ref’s request. Davis tries to take advantage and sneak attack; he attempts a clothesline. Taylor sees it coming and ducks. As Davis turns around, he is met with a huge slap to the face.)
Roy Hardy: That looked stiff!
Jesse Watson: Just a bit. It’s been all Evie in this match. Davis needs to start getting some offense soon or this thing is over.
(Davis stumbles out to the center of the ring. Taylor follows him; she grabs him and then powers him into the air. After stalling for a moment, she drops him to the mat with a suplex. Taylor floats over and goes for the cover)
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(Taylor brings Davis to his feet; she then gives him a series of forearms before whipping him into the ropes. Davis gets caught with a beautiful dropkick. Taylor goes for the pin)
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Roy Hardy: Another near fall for Taylor.
Jesse Watson: Another near loss of Davis.
(Both wrestlers make it to their feet. Davis rushes in with a knee lift that drops Taylor to her knees. Davis quick runs and hits the ropes; he rebounds with a single-leg dropkick. He quickly gets to his feet, only to drop an elbow across Taylor’s chest. He then goes for the cover)
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Roy Hardy: Davis is finally fighting back.
Jesse Watson: He must have finally remembered he was in a match.
(Davis gets to his feet and pulls Taylor up. He goes for a suplex, but in mid-air Taylor connects with a knee to his skull. Taylor lands on her feet; she then hops up catches Davis with an Enziguri. Davis grabs his head and rolls to the outside. Taylor looks at Davis and then at the crowd.)
Roy Hardy: Taylor looks like she might be getting ready to fly.
(Taylor runs to the ropes. She rebounds and flies through the middle ropes, landing squarely on Davis. Quickly, Taylor raises to feet as the crowd cheers. But, bot wasting any time, Taylor grabs Davis and rolls him back into the ring. Inside of going for the cover, Taylor drops a knee on onto Davis’ skull. Taylor brings Davis to his feet, only to drop him on his head with a brainbuster.)
Roy Hardy: Did you see that impact.
Jesse Watson: It’s just about over now.
(Taylor maintains the hold. She is able to bring Davis back to his feet. She then spins with a neckbreak and drops Davis’ head on her knee)
Roy Hardy: The Coup de Grâce!
Taylor goes for the cover:
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 5:09 mark of the match…Evie Taylor!
Roy Hardy: Evie Taylor, her second match with the PWP and it’s the second time she’s been successful!
Jesse Watson: She made short work of Justin Davis here tonight.
Roy Hardy: She sure did. Evie has been nothing short of impressive since making her debut here. And this is another impressive win for Taylor.
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Anya Makarov vs. Savannah
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(Anya comes out through the crowd, as her music hits and makes her way towards the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From St. Petersburg, Russia, weighing 122 pounds… Anya Makarov!
(She gets to the ring, climbing up to one turnbuckle and raising her fist to the air, waiting for her opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
("Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N Roses plays, as Savannah emerges from behind the curtain.)
Randall Jobbs: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 165 pounds… Savannah!
(She high fives some fans on her way to the ring, before getting in.)
Roy Hardy: Well Anya may be a rookie to the PWP but this certainly is not Savannah’s first rodeo here. She’s one of the more tenured competitors here.
Jesse Watson: I’m interested to see how Anya does against the PWP veteran.
(The bell rings and the two of them tie up with each other. Makarov quickly breaks it, grabbing Savannah in a side headlock. Savannah slips out of it, grabbing Anya’s arm and putting her into a hammerlock. Makarov spins out of it, pulling Savannah in like a short-arm clothesline but instead nailing her with a hard forearm to the mouth. Savannah comes back with another forearm shot and Makarov hits right back with another. Savannah then delivers a kick to the stomach. She hits her with another stiff forearm before grabbing Anya and sending her into the ropes. She swings at her but Makarov ducks under her arm. As she comes off the ropes again, Savannah turns around and Makarov catches her with a jumping knee strike to the face. Makarov makes the pin attempt…)
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Roy Hardy: Anya is not playing around tonight. She is taking it right to Savannah.
Jesse Watson: I’ve been impressed so far. Lets see if she can keep it up.
(Both of them get to their feet and Savannah is quick to strike first, hitting Makarov with a knee to the midsection. Savannah then grabs him and plants her with a suplex. Makarov sits up and Savannah hit’s the ropes, connecting with a hard, low, dropkick to the back of the head. Savannah gets Makarov up and attempts to send her into the ropes but Anya reverses it. As Savannah comes off of the ropes, Anya goes for a clothesline but Savannah ducks it. Savannah hit’s the ropes again and as Anya turns around, Savannah catches her with a Thesz press and hits her with some hard right hands.)
Roy Hardy: Anya was trying to get the momentum back in her favor but Savannah, quickly, cut her off.
(Savannah gets Makarov up and pushes her into the corner. Savannah hits him with some hard chops to the chest. She backs up, charges in and then drives her shoulder into the midsection of Makarov, driving the wind out of her. She drives her shoulder into her stomach a few more times before pulling her out of the corner, lifting her up and planting her with a running power slam. She makes a pin attempt..)
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Roy Hardy: Close one by Savannah but not quite enough.
Jesse Watson: If nothing else, we’re seeing that Makarov won’t go down without a fight.
(Savannah starts getting Makarov back to his feet and sends her off into the ropes. Savannah swings at her but Anya ducks it. She stops, spins Savannah around and drivers her into the mat with an inverted double underhook DDT.)
Roy Hardy: Big move by Anya!
(As Savannah gets back up, Makarov charges and hits her with a clothesline. She gets back up and Anya plants her with a scoop slam. Anya lifts Savannah’s legs, spreading them and dropping a double leg drop to the groin. Makarov goes for a pin…)
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Roy Hardy: Near fall for Anya but Savannah is still in it!
Jesse Watson: Savannah is one of the strongest and toughest women wrestlers I’ve seen. It’ll take more to keep her down.
(She starts to get Savannah up and Savannah lands several hard elbow blows to the midsection. Savannah then follows that up with some hard forearms to the mouth. Savannah attempts to send Anya into the ropes but Anya reverses it. Makarov goes for a back drop but Savannah stops short, landing a kick to the mouth. Savannah then grabs her and plants her into the mat with a belly to belly suplex.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely executed suplex by Savannah!
Jesse Watson: Man, what a back and forth affair these two are having.
(Savannah goes for a pin..)
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(Savannah gets Anya up and sends her off into the corner. Savannah charges in but Anya catches her with a boot to the mouth. Savannah tries charging in again and this time, Makarov moves and Savannah crashes chest-first into the turnbuckles. As she staggers out, Anya kicks her in stomach and then plants her into the mat with the “Dead Drop Spike.” She makes the pin..)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match via pinfall at the 9:54 mark… Anya Makarov!
Roy Hardy: Wow, Anya picks up the win here tonight!
Jesse Watson: That’s a big win for her. Savannah is not only one of the more featured competitors in PWP but she’s been fairly successful.
Roy Hardy: Yes she has. To pick up a victory over someone like Savannah, in your first match with the PWP, is definitely a great first impression to make.
Jesse Watson: Savannah looked good, as usual, but it wasn’t enough this time.
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(We cut to the back where we see Brandon Banks getting himself ready for his PWP debut. He slips his kickpads over his boots and turns his attention to his Nails by Liz sweatshirt made specifically for this night.)
Brandon Banks: Can’t believe the world actually sells them things bruh.
(Banks reaches forward and grabs the sweatshirt and flings it over his head. A block of the ceiling ahead mysteriously shuffled before being lifted out of place and thrown to the side. An hispanic man dressed in all black, covered with a lucha mask jumped down behind BB. He slowly creeps up and puts BB in a light headlock, pulling out a brown paper bag with a pointy object inside and holding it to his head.)
??: *whispering* be cool vato….
(Banks initially jumps, but after hearing the voice, he looked as if he knew exactly who it was.)
Brandon Banks: Ain’t even got no money on me, bruh. Shit, I still only got the iPhone 3. Times are rough right now.
(Banks looks over at the brown paper bag and raises a brow.)
Brandon Banks: You know, it kinda looks like you got your hand in that bag. Whatcha got in there, some food? Hungry as hell right now.
(The masked man pulls a Colt 45 out.)
??: Nah just a 40 holmes.
(He takes the mask off and cracks the 40 open with his teeth. It’s former HKW enforcer and unlikely but likely friend of Brandon Banks, Santos. He gives a small chuckle before taking a swig of the brew.)
Santos: Orale.
(Banks looks around his designated locker room to see where exactly Santos came from since you didn’t hear the door open. He looks up and sees a square tile missing from the ceiling and just laughs.)
Brandon Banks: The hell kinda Mission Impossible shit you on right now bruh? Damn, I ain’t heard you and you still didn’t smash the 40? Damn.
(Banks shakes his head.)
Brandon Banks: If I ever need someone kidnapped or some shit, I’ma hit you up. Fuck that enforcer job, there’s bigger money to be made with this shit.
(Banks turns around and grabs his elbow pads before sitting down in the seat next to his locker room.)
Brandon Banks: You came here to watch me beat this girl Liz ass?
(Santos started laughing. He quickly put the mask back on.)
Santos: How you think I hit those stains?
(He takes it off and starts nodding, taking a swig at his beer.)
Santos: Wanna see if you still got it ese…shit man ever since them redneck pendejos fucked me up I still be watchin shit. It’s all bad if niggas like you and Wop lose it. This business is dead man...
(Banks takes a moment to think over everything that Santos said.)
Brandon Banks: I ain’t lost it, bruh. I’ll never lose it. I just need to see if I still want it. That’s what tonights about for me. No titles, no nothin’. Just bragging rights, and a chance to see if this shit still what I want. HKW vs. The World?
(Banks shrugs.)
Brandon Banks: Shit was charity. I ain’t care about that match as much I care bout this one. Damn, if I get beat by Liz Smalls?
(Banks shakes his head after taking a second to process the thought.)
Brandon Banks: Can’t happen, won’t happen. Wop gon’ be back soon too. I think homeboy tryna startna a family right now or somethin’.
(Santos did a spittake with his brew across the locker room at the thought of Kucci having kids of his own.)
Santos: Holy shit man...I haven’t laughed that much since I ki--since I kicked this cat down a sewer. Hope he gets back soon...but uh..shit.
(He starts to scratch his head, with a confused look on his face. He fluffs his hair out after putting the 40 down.)
Santos: Shit’s really changin’ and shit broski. Hope you Bank shot that bitch out vato….make her bleed too….ooohhh yess make her bleed please?
(Banks nods and gives Santos before the former HKW enforcer leaves Banks alone with his thoughts before the match.)
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Triple Threat Match
Eric James vs. Chris Night vs. Josh Anderson
(Back into the ring, we're set for triple threat action, as Jobbs was in the ring, set to announce the next match-up. "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold began to play, as a large section of the crowd jeered, but, there were many smarks in the audience who cheered as well for the arrival of Josh Anderson.)
Randall Jobbs: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a triple threat match, and it is scheduled for one-fall! Making his way to the ring first, from Red Wood City, California; weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds! Representing Inferno Wrestling… Josh! Anderson!!!
Roy Hardy: Here comes Josh Anderson, Highly athletic, but, if his ego got any bigger, I don't think his body could contain it.
Jesse Watson: Why should he?! The man was skilled in three sports in high school, and is a world class wrestler. Just look at the guy! He's a modern day Adonis!
(The high tempo of the music flared, as he arrived to the arena, donning his familiar "Team Kill" shirt, over his ring attire. Pointing towards various members of the crowd, he rolled his neck before entering the ring and standing on the middle ropes, taunting the booing members of the audience as he takes off his shirt. His theme fades out, and was replaced with the opening whistle of "Engel" by Rammstein, as more members of the audience began to boo at the holier than thou attitude of Eric James.)
Randall Jobbs: And participant number 2, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing at two hundred and thirty five pounds! Representing Pride Pro Wrestling… Eric! Jaaaaaaaaamesssss!!!
(A single red light shines on the entrance, as other lights shut off. James walked out into the light, wearing a white, Japanese inspired mask, as he walked towards the ring, calculating his opponents. The remaining lights come back on, as James entered through the bottom rope, and ascended the turnbuckle removing his mask, as the crowd booed him.)
Jesse Watson: I'll never understand why these idiots boo him. He's a great role model for the kids, to not drink, do drugs, or compromise to others.
Roy Hardy: I'm sure there's a much better way to accomplish that, without being such an ass to everyone. (Eric hopped off the turnbuckle, as our referee separates him from Anderson, while Eric's theme fades out for "Downfall" by trustCOMPANY. The crowds cheer, while the lights dim down again, as a small shower of sparks come down from the entrance position. Red lighting appears, as Chris Night emerges from the curtains. He then runs towards the ring, and hopped onto the apron before climbing the turnbuckle and posing for the crowds.)
Randall Jobbs: And the final participant, from San Bernadino, California! Weighing in at two hundred pounds! Representing Inferno Wrestling… Chris! Night!
Roy Hardy: And here comes Chris Night! This guy is like a spark plug, very energetic and a blast to watch compete!
Jesse Watson: Yeah, but Goody little two-shoes over there had better watch himself. He's got two other men to deal with in the ring, tonight, so he may struggle controlling them both.
(He backflipped into the ring, with the referee keeping the crowds in order. With the trio separated, he sounds for the bell, which all three circle each other. Looking at each other, and giving off a nod, both Anderson and James immediately hit Night with punches, whittling him down. James gets behind Chris Night, and holds him with a double chickenwing lock, as Josh Anderson gives him stern punches to the gut.)
Roy Hardy: Out of the gate, Eric James and Josh Anderson working together to keep Chris Night grounded.
Jesse Watson: Sound strategy by the two of them. Night is like the Energizer bunny, once he starts going, he keeps going.
(The crowds boo loudly, as the double teaming continued. Josh Anderson gives Chris another body blow, as Eric laughed a bit. A third body blow was delivered by Josh, causing Chris to groan in pain. He pulled his right fist back, and went for a big hook, however, Night ducked and Anderson clocked James with a big sucker punch, which freed Night from his bonds. The crowd cheered for Night, as he clutched Anderson with a wrist lock, and transitioned into an armbar. Anderson groaned in pain, but, he managed to relieve the pressure of the hold, and transition Chris over with a hip toss.)
Roy Hardy: Beautiful transition with that hip toss, but Night lands on his feet.
(Chris gets up quickly, and goes for a spinning back kick on Anderson, however, he catches his foot and transitioned him down with an ankle lock. Night was struggling, trying to flip over to kick him away; however, Anderson keeps him on his belly.)
Jesse Watson: Smart wrestling by Josh Anderson! He's avoiding any method for Chris to counter, and making certain he's keeping Chris grounded.
(Josh continues to apply torque onto Chris Night's ankle, but, he's eventually blindsided with a sucker punch of a lariat to the back of his head. Chris Night clutches his ankle and rolls out of harm's way, while Eric wears a confident smirk on his face and points to his forehead cockily.)
Roy Hardy: Eric James with that blindside of a lariat to the back of Josh Anderson's head!
Jesse Watson: He's a wily veteran, and he's showing us that first hand. That's the key to winning a triple threat match!
(Forcing Anderson back onto his feet by grabbing his head, he transitioned Josh back down with a snapmare and chin lock combination. As he does so, Eric mocks the fans, saying "this is how you wrestle, fatties!" while he wrenched the back of Anderson's head. He moves up a bit, before driving his knee into Josh's back, making him groan in anguish. James continues to apply pressure, however, the crowds begin to stomp their feet, getting behind him. Anderson clenches his fist and elbows James in the head. Another elbow freed him from James' grasp, and puts him on spaghetti legs. Josh gets up to his feet and clutches Eric in position for a pendulum back breaker, before dropping him onto his knee and going for a cover.)
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Roy Hardy: Josh Anderson almost gets the three count!
(Outside of the ring, Chris Night gets up on the apron. He sees Josh Anderson getting to his feet and then he springboards in with a calf kick! The crowds cheer wildly for the move, as Night notices Eric getting up to his feet. Chris runs at Eric, and hits him with a clothesline that knocked him over the ropes. The crowd gets fired up, as Night runs at Anderson with a running crescent kick, but, he's caught in mid-air. Anderson attempted to propel him over with a back suplex, however, Night lands on his feet and rolled him up with a schoolboy pin!)
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Jesse Watson: So close! Chris Night almost snuck in a victory there!
(Night gets to his feet first and catches Anderson with a hurricanrana. Chris Night gets confident and starts to run to the ropes. He attempted an axe kick, but Anderson avoided the attack. Josh grabbed Chris' arm, and Irish whipped him into the ropes. He rebounded off and Anderson was looking for the Double A Spinebuster, However, Chris managed to counter into a monkey flip, which caused another loud pop from the crowds.)
Roy Hardy: What a beautiful counter! Brilliant move by Chris Night!
(Night gets to his feet, and sees Eric James climbing onto the apron. Going on the offensive, he charged in, but, James ducked, causing him to go over the top rope. Night turned around, and gives a shrug to the crowd, before hopping off with a diving knee drop, as he puts a sinister smirk on his face after that move.)
Jesse Watson: What a vicious knee drop!
(With confidence, James dragged him into the ring, and climbed the upper turnbuckle, looking for his signature shooting star leg drop. He taunted at the crowds, before launching himself off the top rope, as Night rolled out of harm's way forcing James to land hard on his bottom. Reacting quickly, Night rolled to his feet, and pegged James in the back of the head with a shining wizard! He floated over with a pin, clutching the leg.)
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Roy Hardy: No! So close, but, it's broken up by Josh Anderson!
Jesse Watson: Great ring presence by Anderson there, to break up the fall.
(Anderson flies in to break up the fall at two and a half, in which He clutched Chris Night from behind, and puts him up and over with a German suplex. James was slow to get up, and Anderson grappled him, slamming him to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. He follows through with a northern lights suplex with a bridge on James, trying to hold it together.)
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Roy Hardy: Chris Night may have just stopped the match from being over, there!
Jesse Watson: Yeah, I’m not convinced that James was going to kick out in time.
(Growling, Anderson grabs ahold of Night and delivers a few body blows in an attempt to weaken him. After hitting him with a belly to back suplex, Anderson shifts and seizes Night's legs. He drops down and locks in the figure four leglock which causes Night to scream out in pain. The fans are trying to rally Night on as he grits his teeth and struggles to find an escape. While Anderson holds on, Night shakes his head and somehow finds the energy to turn them both over, reversing the pain onto Anderson who yells out from the agony. Anderson stops the pain by letting the leglock go, but it leaves him prone to attack from James who instantly nails him with a running high knee as soon as he's on his feet! He goes for the pin attempt.)
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Roy Hardy: Almost! Eric hit him hard with that knee.
Jesse Watson: He looked like he scrambled Anderson’s brains with it.
(Eric doesn't seem to be phased by this as he turns to the vulnerable Chris. Still recovering from the figure-four leglock, Chris is slowly able to get onto his feet, but he doesn't see Eric stalking him like prey. A swift kick to his midsection halts any attempt to counter, then Eric lifts Chris up and drives him down with the Straight Edge (ala Razor Ramon's Powerbomb)! Eric laughs, seemingly in full charge of the match after hitting Chris with the Straight Edge. He looks to take care of Josh now as he stomps on his prone body and beckons him to get up.)
Roy Hardy: What’s Eric setting up for here…
Jesse Watson: Wait a minute and I’m sure you’re going to find out.
Roy Hardy: It was rhetorical.
(Josh groans and slowly begins to get onto his feet and Eric catches him, attempting to pull off the Cradle to the Grave (Cradle DDT)! Josh, however, refuses to allow the transition and he blocks Eric's attempts with knee thrusts to his body. Eric has no choice but to release him, the pain wearing him down. Barely escaping the Cradle to the Grave, Josh kicks Eric in the midsection and doubles him over. He locks him in with a headlock and sets him up, transitioning straight into the Exclamation Point (Headlock Driver)! He tries to cover him.)
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Chris's ring awareness allows him to break up the count!
Roy Hardy: Chris Night saving the match again!
Jesse Watson: He has impeccable timing, that’s for sure.
(Josh is beginning to show great frustration, in particular at Chris's tenacity, and he ensnares him in a grapple. Much to the dismay of the fans, Josh forcefully grabs Chris's right arm and seizes him right into The Kimura (Kimura Armbar). Anderson tries to hold onto Night's arm with The Kimura, wrenching tightly at it, but Night shakes his head. He refuses to quit and suddenly pushes through with a step-up enzuigiri that floors Anderson. The crowd is going wild!)
Roy Hardy: This place is going nuts!
Jesse Watson: This has been one hell of a match!
(Night gets back onto his feet, doing his best to shake off the painful effects of the Kimura Armbar. Anderson is starting to get onto his feet, and at that moment, Night rushes in and brings him down onto the mat with the Lights Out (Diamond Cutter)! Bringing himself to stand, Night realizes that James is still down from the Exclamation Point. He quickly ascends one of the turnbuckles to the cheers of the supporting fans and balances himself to a standing position. Night takes off and hits James with the Nightmare Splash (Five Star Frog Splash). He goes for the cover and hooks the leg.)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match via pinfall at the 16:19 mark of the match… Chris Night!
Roy Hardy: After a hell of a back and forth match between these three men, Chris Night has picked up the win!
Jesse Watson: That was an incredible three way contest! I didn’t know which man was going to get the win. I would have preferred someone other than Chris Night… But that’s okay!
Roy Hardy: Of course you would. But honestly, I had no clue either. All three men were evenly match and all of them came close to picking up the victory. But Chris Night was the one, through it all, that came out victorious!
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PWP Tag Team Championship
5 Team Battle Royal
The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers (Landon Knight & Max Powers) vs. The Throwaway Kids (Aiden Gage & Zak Wake) vs. Cody Hawkins & Xavier Young vs. L.E.G.A.C.Y (Calvin & Travis Harris) vs. Shock & Awe (Dynamite & Marcus Cage)
(As we cut back to ringside, all 10 men are already in the ring and ready to go.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go folks, we’re about to make PWP history! First ever tag team champions are going to be crowned right now!
Jesse Watson: I’ve been waiting for this one! I can’t wait!
Roy Hardy: Me neither. Several companies are represented in this match, including FGA’s Super Mario Wrestling Brothers and Inferno Wrestling’s Cody Hawkins and Xavier Young.
(The bell rings and all 10 men start to all battle and brawl in the ring, for a while.)
Jesse Watson: I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to keep up with all the action!
Roy Hardy: It’s definitely going to be fast and furious!
(As everyone is fighting, we see Cody Hawkins to the corner and climb to the top rope. He leaps off at Dynamite, going for a cross body but Dynamite catches him, walks over to the ropes and throws him over to the outside.)
Randall Jobbs: Cody Hawkins has been eliminated at the 1:33 mark!
Roy Hardy: Well that didn’t last long!
Jesse Watson: Bad idea by Hawkins to go to the top rope, like that.
(In one corner, we see Zak Wake and he’s got Marcus Cage trapped, landing several hard kicks to the midsection. In another corner, Calvin Harris is landing some hard body blows to Xavier Young. Dynamite and Travis Harris are battling in another corner, while Gage is trying to battle of the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers.)
Roy Hardy: It’s not looking good for Aiden Gage right about now.
Jesse Watson: He either needs to get Wake’s attention to come help him out or find a way to break away from SMWB.
(SMWB continues to double team Aiden Gage and they both throw him over the top rope, sending him flying to the outside.)
Randall Jobbs: Aiden Gage has been eliminated at the 3:23 mark!
Roy Hardy: Super Mario Wrestling Brothers made short work of Aiden Gage!
Jesse Watson: He had to get away to survive and he couldn’t. That’s the breaks in a match like this.
(Zake Wake throws Marcus Cage over the top rope but he lands on the ring apron, holding on. Wake comes over to him and Zake drives his shoulder through the ropes, catches Cage in the midsection and backing him off, allowing him to get back in the ring. In a separate corner, Travis and Calvin Harris are beating down Dynamite, trying to wear him down to size. Max Powers starts to fight with Marcus Cage, while Landon Knight and Zak Wake begin to fight back and forth with one another. Travis Harris then comes up from behind Marcus Cage and grabs him, throwing him over the top. Cage holds on, skinning the cat and grabbing Travis with his legs, pulling him over the top rope. Both men hold on though and get back to their feet, standing on the ring apron.)
Roy Hardy: Great job by both men being able to hang on and stay in the match.
Jesse Watson: They better get back in the ring though. They’re as good as dead if they stay on that ring apron.
(The two men begin to battle back and forth, when out of nowhere, Zak Wake charges in and catches Travis Harris with a hard yakuza kick, sending him flying off of the ring apron.)
Jesse Watson: Told ya so!
Randall Jobbs: Travis Harris has been eliminated at the 5:45 mark!
(Marcus Cage is distracted by Travis Harris being eliminated and when he turns around, Calvin Harris hits him with a super kick that sends Cage flying off of the ring apron and to the floor as well.)
Jesse Watson: Told ya again!
Roy Hardy: You were right.
Randall Jobbs: Marcus Cage has been eliminated and 5:53 mark!
(Back in the ring, in one corner, Landon Knight and Zak Wake are fighting back and forth in one corner. While in the other, Max Powers, Dynamite and Xavier Young are fighting, as Powers and Young are trying to wear down Dynamite, the larger of the competitors in the match. Powers holds him there, while Young backs up and then charges in, landing a corner dropkick to Dynamite. Powers then comes out of the corner and charges in, catching him with a corner forearm.)
Roy Hardy: They are really putting a hurting on Dynamite right about now.
Jesse Watson: He’s an easy target, being the biggest man in the match.
(Dynamite staggers out of the corner and Powers comes running in at him but Dynamite back drops Powers over the top rope, sending him flying to the floor.)
Randall Jobbs: Max Powers has been eliminated at the 7:58 mark!
Roy Hardy: We are down to one representative for each team!
Jesse Watson: It’s all evened up! This is gonna get interesting now!
(Dynamite and Landon Knight grab Calvin Harris and send him off of the ropes. As he comes off of them, Dynamite catches him with a spine buster and Landon Knight follows that up with a standing moonsault.)
Roy Hardy: Nice double team move there!
Jesse Watson: That’s a good strategy. Even though your partner is out, try to team up and slowly eliminate one man.
Roy Hardy: It’s certainly an effective one, if you can wear the other person down.
(Zak Wake and Xavier Young are starting to fight back and forth. Wake hits Young with some hard judo kicks to the chest, backing Young up against the ropes. Zak charges in, looking to clothesline him over the top but Xavier ducks it, back dropping Wake over the top rope. Wake holds on though, landing on his feet on the ring apron.)
Roy Hardy: Close call for Zak Wake.
(As Zak turns around though, Xavier hits him with a pele kick, sending Wake flying off of the apron and to the floor.)
Jesse Watson: You were saying?
Randall Jobbs: Zak Wake has been eliminated at the 10:09 mark!
Roy Hardy: The Throwaway Kids are officially eliminated!
(In one corner of the ring, Calvin Harris has Landon Knight down in a seated position and he’s stomping away at him. Harris backs up and then charges in, landing a cannonball in the corner on Knight. Xavier Young and Dynamite are in the center of the ring and they are going back and forth on each other, Dynamite landing right hands and Young drilling him with forearms to the mouth. Young begins to gain the advantage, before landing a kick to the stomach and then driving him into the mat with a swinging neck breaker.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely executed neck breaker by Xavier Young!
Jesse Watson: He has to keep Dynamite up though, if he wants to eliminate him.
Roy Hardy: That’s true. But he also has to wear him down if he wants to eliminate him.
(Calvin Harris comes up from behind Young, grabbing him in a sleeper hold but Young backs him up, driving Harris into the corner. Young then charges in at Harris but Harris brings his foot up, catching Young in the mouth with it. Harris jumps up onto the second rope and as Young turns around, he leaps off, going for a hurricanrana but Young blocks it, holding him up. Young runs and tries to power bomb Harris over the top rope but as he brings Harris down, Harris pulls Young over the top, with his legs and flinging him onto the floor, before running under the bottom rope, getting safely back into the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: Xavier Young has been eliminated at the 12:32 mark!
Roy Hardy: And we’re down to three men!
Jesse Watson: I honestly have no clue who’s going to win this! It’s been so even throughout the entire match!
(As Harris gets back up, he turns around and is met with an Enziguri from Landon Knight.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely placed kick by Knight!
(As Landon gets up, Dynamite comes from behind him and throws him over the top rope, but he hands on, just barely keeping his feet from hitting the floor.)
Jesse Watson: I thought we were about to see the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers officially gone, there!
Roy Hardy: You and me both. Man, that was a close call.
(Dynamite turns around and sees Harris coming at him but Dynamite catches him with a big power slam. He gets up and sees Landon is still on the ring apron, trying to catch a breather. Dynamite comes charging in and Landon pulls down on the top rope, moving to the side as he does and Dynamite goes tumbling over the top and to the floor.)
Roy Hardy: Shock & Awe are officially out!
Randall Jobbs: Dynamite has been eliminated at the 14:18 mark!
Jesse Watson: We are down to two!
Roy Hardy: It’s Calvin Harris, representing LEGACY and Landon Knight, representing the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers!
(Landon Knight springboards up to the top rope and leaps off at Calvin Harris but Harris dives forward, catching him in thin air with a spear.)
Jesse Watson: He just broke him in half with that spear!
Roy Hardy: He sure did. Wow, that could be it for Knight.
(Harris gets Knight up and throws him over the top rope but Knight holds on. Harris thinks he’s got him but when he turns around, Knight has made his way back in and is perched on the 2nd rope. Landon leaps off, catching Harris with a tornado DDT.)
Roy Hardy: You can’t turn your back in this type of match. You have to stay on your opponent at all times.
Jesse Watson: I’ve gotta agree. Because if you don’t, that’s what happens.
(Knight gets Harris up and throws him over the top rope but Harris holds on. Landon charges back in but Harris leaps up, catching Knight with a hard kick to the side of the head, staggering him backwards. He then leaps up onto the rope, hitting a springboard flying knee.)
Roy Hardy: What a back and forth fight we’re having now between these two competitors.
Jesse Watson: They want to bring home those titles for their team. This is huge.
Roy Hardy: It sure as hell is.
(Harris gets Landon up onto his shoulders and looks to go for a death valley driver but Knight slips off, landing on his feet behind Harris and he shoves Harris, sending Harris over the top rope but he hangs on.)
Jesse Watson: Good job by Harris to hang on and stay in it.
(Harris begins to skin the cat to get back into the ring but as he’s upside down, Knight charges in and lands a low dropkick through the middle rope, catching Harris right in the face and causing him to let go of his grip on the ropes and he crashes down to the floor.)
Roy Hardy: He did it!
Randall Jobbs: Winners of this match at the 18:35 mark of the match… And NEW PWP Tag Team Champions… Landon Knight, Max Powers… The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers!!
(We see Max Powers come running down to the ring as he and Landon begin to celebrate with the titles.)
Roy Hardy: Landon and Calvin were exchanging huge game changing moves with one another and as Calvin was trying to get back in the ring, Landon caught him with that dropkick, sending him crashing down!
Jesse Watson: I won’t lie, I thought Calvin was going to take it for his team. But Harris made a mistake. He should have just dropped to the apron and rolled in.
Roy Hardy: Can’t argue with that logic. There’s a good chance this match would still be going on. But hindsight is 20/20 and after a hellacious battle royal, The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers are the first ever PWP Tag Team Champions!
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Death Match
V vs. Whiskey Ayano
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… And is a Death Match! Introducing first….
(The lights go down as the opening riff of Alice in Chains' "Phantom Limb" breaks through the arena, the crowd raising to its feet in anticipation. As the main drums crash down platinum floodlights invade, and after a few moments of distilling everyone's attention the light contains itself to the stage and entrance ramp.)
Randall Jobbs: From New York City, weighing 239 pounds… Representing Insurgency Wrestling Federation… V!
(V steps into the circle of stage light, shoulders tense and head slightly bowed, then raising to look out at the audience slowly. He simply stands for a moment, hands clenching and unclenching, as Shane Sanders steps out into the light with him. Finally he rolls out his wrists and neck and they walk side-by-side directly for the ring with a ready-for-business stride. He circles three-quarters of the way around the ring, pushing up on the apron with one knee, Shane standing on the floor near him, and pauses kneeling to look to the camera for the first time, breaking a faint grin and then scanning the fans, shouting out to the people in the front row. He slides under the bottom rope and into the ring before crossing it and raising his hands for a moment before finally stepping to the center of the ring arms crossed, waiting.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(The opening drum solo of ‘What’s Left of Me’ by Redneck Remedy kicks off, the strobe lights thrumming with every beat of the kickers. Against the lights the silhouette of a person appears against the lights before they suddenly shut off and the whole arena goes dark for a moment. The guiter riff and the lights come back on simultaneously to show Whiskay Ayano is standing at the top of the ramp, a large, flowing robe bearing the Rebel Union insignia on the back of it covering her like a shroud and a bottle of liquor in hand.)
Randall Jobbs: From Saga, Japan, weighing 154 pounds.. Whiskey Ayano!
(Observing the audience she takes a large swig of booze while fishing a lighter out with her free hands, she flicks the lighter and spits out a large gout of flame before starting her march down to the ring, doffing her ring jacket on the ramp before sliding in underneath the ropes, booze still in hand as she walks to her corner, calmly drinking and waiting for the match to begin.)
Roy Hardy: Folks, I’m going to warn you right now… If you are easily squeamish… Don’t watch this match. It is going to be brutal.
(The bell rings and after a brief stare down, the two of them lock up. Neither one is able to gain the upper hand and Whiskey lands several knee strikes to the midsection. She then grabs V and sends him off towards the barbwire wrapped ropes but V is able to stop himself from hitting them.)
Roy Hardy: V putting on the breaks just in time before crashing into that barbwire.
Jesse Watson: That’s definitely not the way you want to start a match off.
(V takes a few steps away from the ropes and Whiskey comes charging in at him but he side steps her, trying to force her to the barbwire ropes but Whiskey is able to stop herself in time as well. She turns around and V nails her with a couple of stiff right hands. V then grabs her and starts to push her towards the ropes, trying to force her into the barbwire. Finally, Whiskey is able to slide around behind V, grabbing around his waist and now using her body weight to force V forward into the barbwire ropes. V uses his elbow, driving it into the hands of Whiskey and breaking her grip she has on him. He then slides around, behind her and grabbing her around the waist. V tries to force her to the ropes but Whiskey is able to hold her ground and keep her feet planted. V calls an audible and takes Whiskey to the mat, lifting her up and slamming her down, face first. He then goes around, grabbing Whiskey in a front face lock.)
Roy Hardy: Good move by V, in my opinion. Slowing the match down so that he can game plan his next move.
Jesse Watson: I’ve gotta agree, as much as I hate admitting that I agree with you. In a match like this, you really need have SOME sort of game plan. Not only is V buying time to do that, but he’s wearing Whiskey out with that hold he’s got on her.
(Whiskey fights back to her feet, landing some elbow shots to the midsection of V. She then grabs his arm and twists it into a wrist lock. Whiskey then grabs him in a side headlock and starts to pull him forward, towards the barbwire wrapped ropes once again. V hits her with some hard shots to the midsection, breaking the hold and he slides behind her, grabbing her arm and getting her in a hammerlock. Once again, V tries to force Whiskey forward into the barbwire.)
Jesse Watson: These guys are hell bent on pushing each other into that barbwire!
Roy Hardy: And at some point, one of them is going to go into it. It’s just a matter of who will slip up first.
(Whiskey lands an elbow to the mouth of V, slipping behind him and grabbing him in a hammerlock of her own. V quickly fights back, landing elbow shots to the mouth as well, backing Whiskey up to the center of the ring as he does. As she is forced to break the hammerlock, he takes her to the mat with a hiptoss. He grabs Whiskey’s legs but she kicks him off and he almost backs up into the ropes but he’s able to stop himself in time. As he regains his bearings after almost flying into the barbwire, it gives Whiskey enough time to get up to her feet and the two begin to circle each other.)
Roy Hardy: It’s like we’re back to square one with these two.
Jesse Watson: I’ve never seen a more carefully wrestled match. Each movement has been precise.
Roy Hardy: They know that a wrong move could result in something very unpleasant.
(They meet in the center of the ring and Whiskey is the first react, throwing a hard chop to the chest of V. V doesn’t hesitate, coming back with a chop to the chest of his own. The two exchange chops until V breaks it, landing a hard forearm to the mouth. Whiskey retaliates with a judo kick to the chest of V. V comes back again, landing a stiff right hand to the mouth. Whiskey then hits V with a roaring elbow that staggers V back a few steps. She grabs him in a standing front face lock, trying to back him up against the barbwire but V fights back, landing some punches to the ribs. V then lands several consecutive right hands before Whiskey lands a kick to the midsection and then takes him to the mat with a snapmere. She follows that up with a stiff kick to the spine.)
Roy Hardy: It sounded like a damn gun shot, when her foot connected with his back!
Jesse Watson: Their moves may be pretty tame and calculated to this point, by they are holding nothing back when they do it. They are putting everything behind each elbow, kick and punch they throw.
(Whiskey starts to get V back to his feet but V drills her with his elbow, driving it into the top of her head. He then takes Whiskey to the mat with a snapmere and delivers a vicious kick to the back of his own. Whiskey gets to her feet, anger starting to set in on the faces of both of them. She drills him with a hard forearm to the mouth and V comes back with one of his own. She swings at him again but V ducks it and then pulls her over with a backslide pin attempt…)
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Roy Hardy: V almost caught Whiskey off guard with that.
Jesse Watson: Yeah, I don’t think Whiskey was anticipating anything like that. I think we would have had a riot on our hands if we advertised a death match and it ended without any blood spilled.
Roy Hardy: I think there’s a better chance of me winning the lottery than there is of there not being any blood shed tonight. And I don’t play the lottery.
(Both rush to their feet and V grabs Whiskey, attempting to Irish whip her but Whiskey reversed it. V stopped short of the ropes once again and then charged in at Whiskey who leaps up and catches him in the mouth with a jumping calf kick. V tries to roll away from Whiskey but Whiskey stays on him pulling him up a bit and trying to force his face into the barbwire. V fights it off, landing hard elbow blows to the midsection, before grabbing Whiskey by the hair and trying to force her face into the barbwire.)
Roy Hardy: V is inches away from having Whiskey’s face driven into that barbwire!
Jesse Watson: It’s a shame too. That Whiskey is a hot lil’ thing!
Roy Hardy: ….Really? We’re calling a death match and that’s all you can think about?
Jesse Watson: What?! I’m just saying!
Roy Hardy: Ugh.
(Whiskey starts to fight it off, driving her elbow into V’s stomach several times but V quickly grabs her and drives her into the mat with a side Russian leg sweep. V mounts her and lands several hard right hands to the face. He gets her to her hands and knees, pulling to the ropes and straddling her back, grabbing her by the hair and this time he’s able to push Whiskey’s forehead into the barbwire.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go! V’s got Whiskey’s face driven into that barbwire that’s wrapped around the ropes!
Jesse Watson: It was only a matter of time! Things are gonna break down now!
(V starts to grind it against the barbwire and blood instantly starts to run drip down the face of Whiskey. V lets go and lands a couple of hard stomps to the back of Whiskey’s head before getting her up to her feet. He pushes her back against the ropes and continues to use his bodyweight, shoving her and pressing her into that barbwire.)
Roy Hardy: That barbwire is tearing at the flesh on Whiskey’s back!
(V then attempts to send her off into the ropes but Whiskey reverses it. V stops short of the ropes but before he can turn around, Whiskey runs and lands a dropkick to the back, sending V flying forward into the barbwire.)
Jesse Watson: And now V is eating some barbwire of his own!
(As V’s midsection and arms are caught in the barbwire, Whiskey comes up from behind him and lands several hard kicks to the back before grabbing his head and forcing his face down against the barbwire as well. Blood is now streaming down V’s face, arm and midsection, after being caught violently in the barbwire. Whiskey pulls him away and V falls to the mat. Whiskey then lands several hard elbow shots, using the tip of it, driving it into the already bleeding wound on V’s forehead. Whiskey gets V up and sends him off into the ropes. This time he’s not able to stop himself and his back goes crashing into the barbwire and he sticks there, as it begins to tear at the flesh on his back and arms.)
Roy Hardy: V is not in a good position right now!
Jesse Watson: Are you ever really in a good position in a match like this?
Roy Hardy: No, not really. But he is REALLY not in a good position right now.
(Whiskey lands several hard kicks to V’s chest before she carefully slides under the bottom rope and looks under the ring.)
Roy Hardy: Oh god, what is she looking for…
Jesse Watson: I have no clue but I bet it’s going to be awesome!
(She pulls out two steel chairs first and slides those into the ring but she’s not done there. She pulls out several, long, light tubes and slides those in as well. And if that wasn’t enough, she pulled out a few glass panes and placed those on the mat, in the corner, before getting back in.)
Roy Hardy: Jesus Christ, think she got enough artillery?!
Jesse Watson: It’s a death match, Hardy. What’d you expect her to do? Try to win using a box of kittens?!
(Whiskey got into the ring and immediately grabbed one of the panes of glass that she put in there. She set it up in one of the corners before turning her attention back to V. As she approaches him, he lands a quick punch to the midsection. As she’s hunched over, he then lands a hard knee strike to the face and then delivers a hard clothesline. He grabs her by the hair and starts to drag her over to where the glass pane is that she leaned in the corner.)
Roy Hardy: Uh oh, this isn’t good for Whiskey…
Jesse Watson: Looks like she’s going to regret bringing those toys into play, now.
(V sets her up for a DDT and as he swings back to plant her with it, she blocked it, pushing him off and he crashes down through the glass pane by himself.)
Roy Hardy: Costly move by V as Whiskey blocked the DDT attempt and he just went himself crashing through that glass!
Jesse Watson: That may be the mistake that comes back to haunt him!
(Whiskey pulls him out of the corner, dragging his back across the broken glass as she does and then makes a pin attempt…)
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(V slides under the bottom rope, trying to catch his wind on the outside of the ring. Whiskey doesn’t give him much time, as she grabs a steel chair and follows behind. With his back turned to her, Whiskey levels V in the back with the steel chair. As he’s hunched over, leaning against the ring apron, Whiskey brings it down across his back for a second time. Whiskey then leans V up against the ring post and swings for his head but V is able to move in time.)
Roy Hardy: Whiskey was looking to make a sandwich out of V’s head, with that steel ring post and the steel chair as the pieces of bread!
Jesse Watson: V better count his lucky stars that he was able to move in time. She absolutely annihilated that chair around the ring post.
(Whiskey reaches in, grabbing a large shard of the glass pane and begins to drive it into a large wound on V’s arm. She then lands several shots to his forehead, with the piece of glass before dropping it and grabbing another steel chair. She begins to lay into his shoulder with hard shots from the chair, until he falls to the ground. As he’s on his hands and knees, she lands one more shot to the back for good measure with that chair. Whiskey drops the chair and starts to pull V up to his feet but he catches her with a stiff European uppercut that staggers her backwards. As she turns around, V lifts Whiskey up and body slams her onto the steel chair.)
Roy Hardy: Rough landing for Whiskey, being slammed down on to that steel chair!
Jesse Watson: Turn about is fair play. She introduced the chair into the match and I think she’s regretting it now.
(V got Whiskey to her feet and rolled her back into the ring. Before getting in, V reached under the ring and pulled out a staple gun.)
Roy Hardy: I don’t like the looks of this…
Jesse Watson: You know who else won’t? Whiskey Ayano.
Roy Hardy: These two are already bleeding from the head, the face, the arms, the torsos, the back…
Jesse Watson: And they’re not done yet.
(V slides into the ring, being careful not to snag himself on the barbwire. He gets Whiskey up and brings her to the corner. He then tries to pry her mouth open but she fights against it. He nails her several times in the head with the staple gun and is able to open her mouth. He grabs her by the tongue, pushing it against the top turnbuckle and he raises the staple gun up.)
Roy Hardy: Oh Jesus Christ, no… He’s not really…
Jesse Watson: He’s gonna try to staple her tongue to the top turnbuckle! I knew he was a maniac but come on!
Roy Hardy: I don’t know how you can go too far in a death match but this might be doing it.
(He starts to bring the staple gun down but out of desperation, Whiskey lands a hard kick to the back of V’s knee. Whiskey then grabbed the staple gun out of his hand and as V turned around, she stapled him right in the forehead.)
Roy Hardy: Staple gun to the face!
Jesse Watson: V’s regretting bringing that in to play now, I’m sure…
(Whiskey then places several more staples into V, over his arm, shoulder, back and chest, following V around the ring as he tries to get away. He’s hunched over and she points to his ass as her next target until in one swift movement, V grabs one of light tubes, spins around and smashes it over Whiskey’s head.)
Roy Hardy: That light tube just exploded over Whiskey’s head!
Jesse Watson: I’m starting to think that bringing those into the ring wasn’t very bright.
Roy Hardy: …Hilarious.
Jesse Watson: I know.
(V then takes the end of the tube that’s still in his hand and begins to drive the broken part of it into the forehead of Whiskey, cutting her deeper. He drops the end of the light tube and then gets Whiskey up, sending her into the corner. She bounces off of the turnbuckles and V connects with a discus lariat. He then makes a pin..)
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Roy Hardy: V almost took her head off with that discus lariat but she still kicked out!
Jesse Watson: She should have stayed down… End the pain and misery.
Roy Hardy: There’s no quit in either one of these competitors. Whoever wins is going to earn it, that’s for damn sure.
(V gets up and pulls the other few light tubes out of the corner, laying them side by side. He then gets Whiskey up and brings her over near them. Whiskey fights back though, landing several shots to the midsection before landing a quick uraken backfist that staggers V. Whiskey then lifts V up and body slams him down across the tubes.)
Roy Hardy: What strength by Whiskey Ayano, lifting V up, a man who outweighs her by a good 100 pounds and slamming! Especially after how much punishment she has taken!
Jesse Watson: I didn’t think she’d have that kind of strength left in her!
(Whiskey goes for a pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
(Whiskey grabs the other glass pane that is in the corner and lays it across the prone body of V, resting it on his chest. Whiskey backs up and then runs in, landing a senton on the glass, smashing it into V as all her body weight came down onto it.)
Jesse Watson: I don’t know if that was the smartest idea by Whiskey, there’s no doubt that it hurt her too!
Roy Hardy: Absolutely. But man, that glass was driven into the midsection and face of V!
(Whiskey went for the pin again…)
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NO! KICKOUT AT 2 ½!!!
Roy Hardy: V kicked out! Wow!
Jesse Watson: He’s not dead yet!
(Whiskey rolled out of the ring and then began to motion towards the back.)
Roy Hardy: What is she doing?
Jesse Watson: How the hell would I know? That woman is nuts.
(Just then we saw two people carrying out something to ring.)
Jesse Watson: Sweet tap dancing Jesus, is that…
Roy Hardy: It’s a table. And it’s completely wrapped in barbwire!
(The two stage hands bring it to ringside and drop it off where Whiskey is standing. She then gets down and starts looking under the ring before pulling out a sack.)
Roy Hardy: Now what the hell is THAT?!
Jesse Watson: I don’t think I want to know.
(She held it up into the air before dumping it out onto the table. The camera gets a good look at it…)
Jesse Watson: You have GOT to be kidding me! First barbwire and now..
Roy Hardy: Thumbtacks and shards of broken glass added on top!
(Just then, as Whiskey turns around, V comes up from behind her and hits her with a hard head butt that sends her staggering back against the table. V comes in at her but she lands a kick to the midsection. She reaches into the ring, grabbing an end of one of the light tubes and as V comes back at her, she drives it into his forehead, cutting him deeper. Whiskey climbs up onto the ring apron, pulling V up with her. She then sets him up for a piledriver.)
Roy Hardy: Oh my God, she’s gonna piledriver him off the ring apron and through that table!
Jesse Watson: I can’t watch this!
(She tries to do it but V blocks the first attempt. She tries again but he blocks it once more. He moves his head and drives it into her midsection. He then lifts her up on his shoulders and in one swift movement, he leaps off the ring apron, driving them both through the table when he connects with the “Rexall.”)
Roy Hardy: SITOUT REVERSE PILEDRIVER THROUGH THE GOD DAMN TABLE!
Jesse Watson: THAT THING IS WRAPPED IN BARBWIRE AND HAS THUMBTACKS AND GLASS SHARDS ON IT TOO!!
Roy Hardy: THAT IS THE SICKEST THING I’VE EVER WITNESSED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!
(We see that they’re both tangled up in the barbwire, bleeding profusely. The referee comes out and checks on them both, neither one of them moving. He waves his arms and calls for the bell.)
Randall Jobbs: At the 35:08 mark of the match, the referee has ruled this match a no decision!
Roy Hardy: I… I have no words…
Jesse Watson: I think that’s a first… Both of us are speechless…
Roy Hardy: We knew this match was going to be extreme but none of us expected anything like THAT.
Jesse Watson: Yeah, that was just insane… I mean, they’re both breathing and both are alert so it seems they’ve averted disaster but still…
Roy Hardy: Yeah.. Folks, we’re gonna take a break, let the ring crew clean up the ring and paramedics check on Whiskey and V. We’ll be back…
(They show people starting to clean up the ring, as trainers and EMTs come out to assist in getting Whiskey and V to the back.)
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Liz Smalls vs. Brandon Banks
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
('Live For The Night' plays as pink and purple spotlights show the entrance way. A giant magazine cover of Liz Smalls is the curtain for her entrance as she walks from behind it with the spotlights flashing on her.)
Randall Jobbs: From San Francisco, California, weighing in at 115 pounds… Representing Pride Pro Wrestling... Liz Smalls!
(Paparazzi trail behind her taking pictures as she walks to the ring waving at the fans as they boo her. Two of the paparazzi men hop onto the ring apron and each grab one of Liz's arms as they lift her onto the apron and then hold the ropes for her to enter.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
("One day Simba... The sun will set on my time here... And will rise through you as the new king."
"And this will all be mine?"
"Everything..."
"Everything the light touches..."
The arena goes dark and the crowd erupts just as the visuals of Brandon Banks hit the titantron. The sound of thunder and lightning overpower the noise of the crowd while Return of Simbai" by J. Cole plays over the PA system. A silver triangle replaces the video package on the titantron, becoming the only source of light in the arena.
"In my freshest J's, I ain't slept in days.
Girl you gon' make me late undressin' me.
Know you ain't seen me since yesterday,
but see I got a date with destiny"
The fans in attendance suddenly start to feel water come down onto them, almost as if it were raining in the building. Thirty seconds into the song, a yellow smoke begins to pour out of the ground. The triangle on the titantron turns gold, with a spotlight hitting the top of the entrance ramp.
"Hov asked me is you ready for it?
I looked around at his nice things...
Told em nigga you already know it!"
The spotlight continues to shine over the top of the entrance ramp as Brandon Banks slowly comes out onto the ramp, stopping just as soon as he's visible with a zipped up sweatshirt and his hood over his head. The fans go nuts as Banks walks into the spotlight and takes a few steps toward the ring. He takes the hood off of his head and looks around the arena with a smirk on his face as he feeds from the crowds energy. He stares directly at the ring before bowing his head and closing his eyes, taking in more energy of the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air and starts jumping up and down until he runs back and forth atop the entrance ramp, hyping up the crowd some more. After playing with the crowd some, he smirks and holds his arms out to his sides as he walks down the aisle.
"BITCH I'M THE MAN OF THE YEEEEEEEEAR!")
Randall Jobbs: From Jersey City, New Jersey, weighing in at 192 pounds… He represents Hard Knox Wrestling… Brandon Banks!!
(Banks shows no emotion as he continues his steady pace down the ramp, bringing his arms back down to his sides. He stops mid ramp, and again, tucks his head before slowing his pace even more until he reaches the steps. He walks up the staircase and heads toward the middle of the apron before throwing his arms in the air to receive a monstrous pop from the crowd.. He gives the crowd a round of applause himself and proceeds to climb to the top rope, and throws up a triangle with his hands before looking down at the ring and jumping in. Just as his feet touch the mat, Banks rips his sweatshirt off and tosses it into the audience. He plays with the crowd some more before glancing over at the front row before he proceeds toward one of the corners in the ring and leans his back against the turnbuckle, sliding down until he sits down and waits for the action to begin.)
Roy Hardy: The crowd is going nuts for the hometown boy, Brandon Banks, who’s from Jersey City, about 20 minute away!
Jesse Watson: This is one of the most anticipated matches on the entire show! I’m just as hyped about it as these fans!
(The bell rings and the two meet up in the center of the ring. They exchange a couple of words and after Banks says something, Liz rears back and slaps him across the face.)
Roy Hardy: That’s not exactly the smartest thing to do.
Jesse Watson: Hey, she’s Liz Smalls. She can do whatever she wants.
Roy Hardy: Please don’t tell me you’re on that bandwaggon too?
Jesse Watson: Oh please. I’ve been a Liz supporter for a long time now! I’m excited that I finally get to call one of her matches!
(Banks doesn’t hesitate, coming back by sliding around behind Liz, grabbing her in a waist lock and then lifting her up and bringing her down to the mat with a belly to back slam. Liz quickly fights up to her feet but Banks holds on to the grip he has around her waist. She delivers a quick elbow to the mouth and slides behind him, grabbing his waist. She then quickly drops down, rolling him up with a school boy..)
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(They both rush to their feet and Liz attempts an Enziguri but Banks is able to duck it and her kick misses. He grabs the other leg and floats over with a jacknife pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Two quick pin attempts from both and two quick kickouts.
Jesse Watson: There’s a lot of pride on the line between these two, after nearly an entire month of trash talking on Twitter.
Roy Hardy: That’s right. So there’s no doubt that they’re going to be looking to get the win at any point possible.
(They rush to their feet and Liz swings at Banks but Banks ducks her arm. He then fires back with a hard judo kick to the chest, knocking her backwards. Liz comes right back though, lighting his chest up with a knife edge chop. Banks comes back and hits another kick to the chest that rocks Liz but she fights through it, coming back with a rake to the eyes.)
Roy Hardy: Oh come on! Why does she have to go to the cheap shot?!
Jesse Watson: What? She was just showing Brandon the lovely shade of pink she had on from her signature “Nails by Liz” nail polish line.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, right.
(Liz drills Brandon in the mouth with a couple of right hands before grabbing him and sending him off into the ropes. As he comes off of it, he runs through Liz, taking her down with a shoulder block. As Liz gets up, he hit’s the ropes again and as he comes off of them, she leap frogs over him and he puts the breaks on. Liz turns around and Banks catches her with a standing dropkick, sending her rolling to the outside of the ring.)
Jesse Watson: Good call by Liz to roll out of the ring and grab a breather.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, Banks was getting on a roll and she’s slowing the match down, breaking that momentum.
(Brandon follows her to the outside and Liz sees him. She runs at him, going for a clothesline but he ducks under and lands a hard judo kick to the back of her head. He gets up onto the ring apron and as Liz gets back to her feet, he sprinboards off of the ropes and catches her with a moonsault, taking her out.)
Roy Hardy: Brandon going to the air with that one! It’s not looking too good for your girl, now.
Jesse Watson: Shut up! It’s still early.
(Brandon gets her up and rolls her back into the ring, following in behind and going for a pin…)
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(He starts to get Liz up but she grabs his head and drops down, connecting with a jawbreaker. She goes to throw a punch but Banks blocks it, hitting her with a couple of his own, staggering her back a little. He hit’s the ropes and as he comes off of them, she side steps him and catches him with a drop toe hold, sending him throat-first against the second rope.)
Jesse Watson: That’s an easy way to crush a wind pipe, right there!
Roy Hardy: Yeah, no kidding. Good job by Liz, scouting whatever Brandon had in mind.
(Liz then steps up on Brandon, standing on his back and pushing all her bodyweight down, choking him against the ropes. The referee counts to four before she jumps off of him, breaking the choke. Liz brings Brandon away from the ropes and then lifts him up and hangs him upside down in the corner, in a tree of woe position. Liz backs up to the opposite corner and charges in, landing a low dropkick to the face of Banks, causing him to drop out of the corner.)
Roy Hardy: Liz seems to really be in control now.
Jesse Watson: Of course she is. It was only a matter of time.
(Liz gets Banks up and sends him into the ropes. As he comes off of them, she swings at him but he ducks it, hitting the ropes again. As he comes off of them for the second time, Liz turns around and Brandon catches her with a diving forearm smash. Liz gets to her feet and staggers into the corner. Brandon charges in but Liz moves out of the way and he crashes into the turnbuckles with his chest. Liz turns him around and takes a few steps back and charges in at him but Brandon gets a foot up, catching her in the mouth with it. Liz staggers backwards and Banks comes in, catching her with a pele kick. Brandon goes for the pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!
Roy Hardy: Brandon caught her good with that pele kick, I thought he might have had it!
Jesse Watson: Liz is tougher than people give her credit for.
Roy Hardy: She’s resilient, I’ll give her that.
(Brandon starts to get Liz back up but she connects with several elbow shots to the midsection. She swings at him with a slap but this time Brandon sees it coming and he ducks it, spinning her around, lifting her up and driving her into the mat with a back suplex. Brandon goes for the pin again..)
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Kickout!
(As he starts to get Liz up, Liz drives her knee into his stomach. She then grabs Banks and drives him into the mat with a sitout face crusher. Liz goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Liz argues with the ref before getting Banks up. She calls for a piledriver and sets up for it but Banks slips out of her grasp, landing a kick to the stomach and then setting her up for the “Eurodolo.” Liz is able to break away and lands a quick spinning back kick to the midsection, setting up for the piledriver again. Banks uses his strength advantage, lifting her up and then driving her into the mat with an Alabama slam. He drops down for a pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: Man, I thought he had it! He drove her into the mat HARD with that move!
Jesse Watson: But she’s not out yet!
(Banks gets up and starts to set up for the “Bank Shot.” Once Liz is to her feet, he closes in, going for it but she ducks his foot. Liz grabs Banks and then plants him into the mat with “Nailed By Liz.” She goes for a pin…)
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Jesse Watson: Come on, ref, that was three!
Roy Hardy: Not quite! Close but not quite!
(Liz gets Banks up and hits him with a roundhouse kick, that staggers him back against the ropes. Liz charges in and clotheslines him over the top rope. Liz thinks that he’s out on the floor but Banks lands on the ring apron. She finally sees this and charges in but Banks lunges his upper body through the ropes and catches her in the midsection with his shoulder. She staggers backwards, holding her stomach and when she turns around, Banks springboards into the ring and catches her with the “No Ceilings DDT.” He hooks the leg…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 16:46 mark of the match, Brandon Banks!!
Roy Hardy: Costly mistake by Liz Smalls not to stay on Brandon when she had the chance and he made her pay, catching her with that 720 DDT!
Jesse Watson: She was so close to winning too!
Roy Hardy: She was. There was a few times in the match where she came close. She gave Banks a hell of a fight, that’s for sure.
Jesse Watson: Banks is a highly accomplished wrestler so there’s no shame in losing to him.
Roy Hardy: That’s for damn sure. I think Liz Smalls showed here tonight that, even though she lost, she is able to hang with some of the best.
Jesse Watson: Well I could have told you that. She wrestled a very a good match but her rookie mistake cost her in the end.
Roy Hardy: Yes it did. You can’t take Banks lightly, at any point in the match. Because he will make you pay just like he did.
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Main Event
PWP Heavyweight Championship
Sister Liliana vs. Zack Jones (c)
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… And it is for the PWP Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger….
(A pipe organ begins to play and Bach's "Toccata & Fugue in D minor” starts to play. Throughout the arena the lights go dark, minus a spotlight at the top of the ramp. Father Jones is out first, wearing black dress pants and aback turtle neck, with an oversized black hat and oversized sunglasses as well. Wearing all black, with a veil covering her face, the former Liliana and Sweet Potato makes her way slowly out from the back.)
Randall Jobbs: From Bayonne, New Jersey, weighing in at 122 pounds… Representing Inferno Wrestling… Sister Liliana!
(Father Jones stands by her and claps proudly before the two of them head to the ring. Sister Liliana never takes her gaze off of the ring but Father Jones walks all around her talking her up, clapping, and pointing to the ring. She slowly climbs up the stairs and steps carefully into the ring. Once in the ring, she throws the veil off and shows an all black mask that covers her entire head, including having her hair covered up.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
(The opening of “Earthquake” by Labrinth featuring Tinie Tempah begins to slowly play throughout the arena as the curtains slowly separate and out steps Zack Jones, back turned to the audience. The Philadelphian is wearing a white jacket with gold stripes to match his white tights. He bobs his head up and down as he stands at the stage and keeps his back turned to the cheering audience. Once the words “yeah” is screamed out loud and the beat kicks in, Jones turns around and pumps his left fist forward, forcing one huge pop of red pyro to explode behind him.)
Randall Jobbs: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 188 pounds… He is representing Insurgency Wrestling Federation… And he is the reigning and defending PWP Heavyweight Champion… Zack Jones!!
(Jones slowly makes his way down the ramp, smiling at the fans and slowly removing his hood while doing so. He tosses the hood down onto the ground before slowly circling the ring and slapping hands with the front row fans before sliding into the ring. Zack quickly climbs one of the corners to the middle turnbuckle and points out to the audience before hopping off and quickly goes to his corner to stretch and prepare for his match.)
Roy Hardy: It is time for our Main Event of the evening! The PWP Heavyweight Champion is on the line!
Jesse Watson: Lets get this thing going!
(As the bell rang, Zack didn’t want to give Sister Liliana any chance to get the first advantage, quickly grabbing her and taking her to the mat with a side headlock takedown. Liliana swung her legs up, pulling Zack off of her and she nipped up to her feet. As Zack rushed to his, Liliana then took him down with a side headlock take down of her own. Zack then pulls her off with his legs and he keeps her there with a head scissors. She’s finally able to slip out of it and before Zack can get to his feet, she quickly slides over, grabbing him in another headlock and keeping him on the ground. Zack then fought his way back up to his feet, Liliana holding on the entire way up. Zack breaks out of the headlock, grabbing one of Liliana’s arms and twisting it into a wrist lock. Liliana starts get down lower to the mat, forcing Zack to follow her down and as he does, she slips out of his grasps and grabs him in a front face lock. Zack Jones then is able to slide his head out and he grabs Sister Liliana in a front face lock of his own.)
Roy Hardy: These two are really taking the cautious route, feeling each other out in the early going.
Jesse Watson: Well the title is on the line. They both know that any small mistake could be turned into a costly one. Something they can’t allow with something as prestigious as the PWP Heavyweight Championship on the line.
(Sister Liliana fought her way back to her feet, slipping out of Zack’s hold and grabbing him in a side headlock. Zack backed up and attempted to shoot Liliana into the ropes but she reversed it, sending him off into the ropes. As he came off of them, she quickly caught him with a Japanese arm drag. As he rushed to his feet, she then caught him with a standing dropkick, that sent Zack rolling to the outside.)
Roy Hardy: Zack Jones is a quick individual but very few can match the speed and agility of Sister Liliana.
Jesse Watson: I whole-heartedly agree. Liliana is a tremendous athlete. Zack Jones is okay… But not on the level of Sister Liliana.
Roy Hardy: Okay? He’s the champion, for crying out loud!
(Zack jumped up onto the ring apron and Liliana tried to grab him by the hair to pull him in but Zack leveled her with a forearm shot to the mouth, sending her staggering backwards. Zack then got into the ring but as he was bent over, climbing in, Liliana landed a quick kick to the mouth. She then hit the ropes and as she came off, she went for a hurricanrana but Zack blocked it into a sit out power bomb..)
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Roy Hardy: Great reversal by Zack Jones, to block that hurricanrana attempt by Sister Liliana!
Jesse Watson: I’ll admit, I’m surprised he was able to think of a way to counter that so quickly, after having his teeth kicked in.
(Zack got Liliana up to her feet and sent her into the corner. As she staggered out, he caught her with a snapmere, taking her down to the mat. Zack then hit the ropes and landed a low dropkick to the back of her head. Zack pulls her backwards to the mat and goes for another pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Zack trying for another pin attempt and that’s smart. He knows he has to take every opportunity that he has to try and put Liliana away.
Jesse Watson: Yup. Because the longer the match goes on, the more opportunities that Sister Liliana has to take that title away from him.
(As Zack got Sister Liliana back to her feet, she fought back with a knife edge chop. She then landed a couple of hard judo kicks to the chest. Liliana then hit the ropes and as she came off of them, Zack caught her with a back elbow. As she stood on shaky legs, he then lifts her up and plants Liliana into the mat with a back suplex. Zack goes for another pin..)
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Kickout!
(Zack begins to get Liliana back to her feet and she lands a quick elbow to the midsection. She gets up and then lands a chop to the chest but Zack comes back with a forearm shot. Liliana then hits one of her own and the two begin to exchange shots. Liliana lands a swift kick to the side of the knee of Zack, throwing him off guard before landing rapid forearms to the mouth. Liliana then hit’s the ropes and Zack goes for a clothesline but she ducks under his arm, hitting the ropes again. As she comes off of them a second time, he goes for a back elbow but she evades his attack once more. She comes off the ropes a third time and both of them go for a cross body on the other, crashing into each other and clutching their midsection.)
Roy Hardy: Both had the same idea and it resulted in a mid-air collision between the two!
Jesse Watson: Now the key will be to see who recovers first.
(Both slowly make their way to their feet, Liliana using the corner turnbuckles to help get to her vertical base. Zack turns around and charges in at her, while she’s in the corner but she moves out of the way and Zack crashes chest-first into the turnbuckles. He turned around and Liliana came charging in at him but Zack gets a foot up, catching her in the mouth. Zack then jumps up to the second rope but Liliana quickly recovers, using the ropes to her advantage and landing a rope-assisted kick to the side of the head, throwing Zack off balance. She then leaps up catches him with a hurricanrana, throwing him off of the ropes.)
Jesse Watson: Tremendous vertical leap by Sister Liliana!!
Roy Hardy: Man, I’ll tell you… Each month, the athleticism we see on display by competitors like we’re watching now, always leaves me speechless.
Jesse Watson: Even you can’t say anything bad about Liliana there!
Roy Hardy: No I can’t. I don’t always agree with her views and opinions but I will never deny what an incredible wrestler she is. Just like you can’t deny how good Zack Jones is.
Jesse Watson: Alright, fine… I’ll admit it… He’s alright.
Roy Hardy: Oh come on!
Jesse Watson: What?! I upgraded him from ‘okay’!
Roy Hardy: You’re ridiculous.
(The hurricanrana sent Zack rolling out of the ring, to gather his bearings. Liliana hit the ropes and as Zack turned around, she leaped over the top rope, hitting a suicide senton that took Jones out.)
Roy Hardy: Liliana going to the air!
(Liliana, not giving Zack much time to recover, got him up and rolled him back into the ring. He used the ropes to help get up, staggering into the corner to keep himself up. Liliana rushes back into the ring and charges at Zack but Zack gets his elbow up, catching her in the mouth and stopping her. Liliana staggers out of the corner and Zack charges out, catching her with a clothesline. He then hit’s the ropes and goes for a senton but Liliana moves out of the way and he crashes to the mat. Liliana gets to her feet and jumps up, coming down on Zack’s midsection with a double stomp.)
Roy Hardy: Liliana, once again, using that tremendous speed that she’s got to capitalize on that missed senton by Zack Jones.
Jesse Watson: That’s why she’s a former Champion. She knows how to capitalize on every opening.
(Sister Liliana gets Zack up and sends him into the corner. She charges in but he tries to back drop her over the corner. She lands on her feet, on the ring apron and when Zack turns around, he drills him with a hard forearm to the mouth, staggering him backwards. She climbs up to the top rope and leaps off, going for a diving cross body but Zack Jones moves out of the way and she goes crashing to the mat.)
Roy Hardy: Great job by Zack Jones to get out of the way in time! Now he has to try and capitalize.
(As Liliana gets to her hands and knees, Jones runs in and lands a low dropkick to the side of her head. He then quickly picked her up over his shoulder, charges in and launches her like a missile, causing her to crash face first into the top turnbuckle. As she staggered out of the corner, he landed a kick to the midsection and then planted her with a “Fame Asser.” He goes for the pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: So close but Liliana isn’t out yet!
Jesse Watson: She needs to cut Jones off… He’s really gaining a lot of momentum now.
(Zack starts to get Liliana up and Liliana lands a quick spinning back kick to the midsection. She hit’s the ropes and as she comes off of them, Zack stops her with a forearm shot to the mouth. Liliana comes back with one of her own and Zack battles back with another one. This time Liliana hits him with a kick judo kick to the chest. Zack comes back with a hard rolling elbow that staggers Sister Liliana. Zack then lands several hard forearm shots, getting the upper hand. Zack then hit’s the ropes and as he comes off of them, Liliana catches him with a super kick to the mouth, sending Zack staggering backwards.)
Jesse Watson: Hellacious super kick from Sister Liliana!
(Zack bounces off of the ropes, on wobbly legs and Liliana swings at him but he ducks her arm. As Liliana turns around, Zack then drills her with a super kick.)
Roy Hardy: Big time super kick of his own, from Zack Jones!
(It staggers Liliana but she stays on her feet. Zack goes for another one but Liliana ducks under his foot. As he turns around, she hits him with a step up Enziguri that leaves both of them down on the mat.)
Roy Hardy: They may have just knocked each other out with those flurries of kicks!
Jesse Watson: These two are pulling out every stop to try and win this!
(Sister Liliana is the first one to her feet and she starts to get Zack up but he grabs her by the legs, tripping her down to the mat. He then gets up to his feet, holding on to her legs and locks her into a Sharpshooter.)
Roy Hardy: Sharpshooter submission hold! This might be it!
(There are several moments when it looks like Sister Liliana is going to tap out from the submission hold. Just when it looks like she is about to crawl close enough to the ropes to grab the bottom on, Zack pulls her back to the center of the ring. Liliana is close to tapping out when she suddenly is able to reverse it, flipping over to her back and then reaching up, pulling Zack down into a small package…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 21:03 mark of the match… And NEW PWP Heavyweight Champion… Sister Liliana!!
Roy Hardy: Wow! I don’t believe it! Sister Liliana was able to counter that sharpshooter into a small package and she picked up the victory!
Jesse Watson: Nobody saw that coming, especially Zack Jones! And now we’ve got a new champion!
Roy Hardy: Yes we do. Sister Liliana has become the first ever two time PWP Heavyweight Champion, with that win right there. I’m still… Wow, what an ending!
Jesse Watson: I’ll give it to Jones, he gave Sister Liliana all she could handle. But I had confidence in Liliana from the get go to pick up the win.
Roy Hardy: Zack Jones has nothing to be ashamed of. He fought a hell of a match but Sister Liliana was the one who, in the end, was able to pull out the victory. Folks, that’s all the time we have tonight. I hope you enjoyed another fantastic night of PWP action. For my partner, Jesse Watson, I’m Roy Hardy… Make sure to join us again next month for PWP 12... Goodnight!