Post by Josh Duncan on Feb 2, 2015 10:59:49 GMT -6
(The show opens up with "GDFR" by Flo Rida, Sage The Gemini & Lookas playing and the camera scanning the crowd in attendance tonight.)
Roy Hardy: Welcome ladies and gentlemen! And thank you once again for joining us for another great night of action, here in PWP! Just like every other show, I’ll be your host for the evening and along side me will be my partner, Jesse Watson!
Jesse Watson: I’m really the host and he’s the side kick but I let him get away with it!
Roy Hardy: Oh brother. Anyways, we’re in for a big night of action.
Jesse Watson: You got that right. We’ve got the PWP Tag Team Championship on the line. We’ve got the PWP Heavyweight Championship on the line. And a lot more!
Roy Hardy: Yes we do. Not to mention, quite a few PWP debuts tonight. We’re gonna get into two of them but first, a quick word from some of our sponsors!
Maxwell Schneider vs. Clay Forte
Randall Jobs: The following is scheduled for one fall! Coming now hailing from wherever the champagne flows, weighing in at a golden 240lbs, he is THEBENEVOLENCE…CLAY…FOR-TE
(As soon as the opening drum roll of “Charisma” hits, smoke smoothly pours up from the entrance ramp, masking the actual entrance impossible to see. Clay Forte emerges from the smoke mid-sentence, shouting and pointing emphatically at the crowd. With a huge grin on his face, he struts down the aisle.
I’ve a breath in minds of men
With the lies I breathe
No man's ever ruled the world
Not knowing the curse of me
With a look on his face that can only mean he’s clearly enthused with himself, he does a twirl before continuing down the ramp. Forte takes turns shouting at the sky, yelling at fans, and basking in the spotlight between every step.
I'm some of the seven sins
Vanity in the lust of men
I'm the Alpha - Omega man
I'll show you who I am
Hypnotic charm, mesmerizing face
My soul has a dark embrace
A magic tongue, I'll seduce you all
Till I'm your king
till ya know my....
As he reaches the ring, Forte carefully walks up the steps then slowly bends over the middle rope to enter the ring. Forte moves towards the middle ring and, in a swift, exaggerated manner, takes off his robe.
Charisma
Do you know my name?
I'm the God that you pray
When you worship my name
Charisma
Are you idolizing me?
I'm a dangerous thing
And your new messiah's me
At that instance, sparking gold pyro both rains down from the ceiling and sparks up from the ring. Forte throws two piece signs in the air in front of the golden shower. Forte struts around the ring as the song dies out.)
Randall Jobs: And his opponent. From Portland, Oregon weighing in at 285 pounds, he is “Perfectly Sane” Maxwell Schneider !
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(Those ominous beginning electric guitar riffs blare throughout the PA system, and after the first or second "Da na na na na na's", the fans know full well who's a-comin', and many scramble to safety, whilst other braver souls flock to get a closer look at The Portland Madman as he storms down to the ring, throwing things around, swinging his chains, and showing no regard for the safety of anyone, not even himself! He throws his chains into the ring, some chairs, anything loose at ringside.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go… To kick off tonight’s show, we’ve got a double debut!
Jesse Watson: Looking forward to seeing what these guys bring to the table.
(The bell rings, and the two face off. They lock up, and the big man Maxwell tosses Clay into the corner. He instantly begins laying into him with stiff right hands and knife edge chops. The ref pulls Max back and Clay looks to capitalize by charging, but Maxwell hits him with a hip toss. When Forte gets up Maxwell charges and hits a decapitating clothesline. He then picks up Clay and whips him into the ropes, hitting a BIG BOOT! He goes for the pin)
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Roy Hardy: Oh man, I thought that was going to be it early for Mr. Forte tonight!
Jesse Watson: That maniac almost took his head off with that big boot!
(Maxwell begins choking Clay, clutching at his throat before the ref can pull him off. As Forte tries to pull himself up Maxwell charges and drills him in the skull with a running knee lift. Clay stumbles up into the corner where Maxwell charges and hits a big shoulder tackle into the corner. As Clay stumbles out Maxwell grabs him and hits a scoop slam-wich! He goes for the pin again.)
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Kickout!
Jesse Watson: Man, Clay can't get on his feet tonight, Maxwell Schneider is taking him to town!
(Max steps on the throat of Clay, choking him with a smirk. The ref again pulls him off. Maxwell grabs the ref by the shirt telling him not to touch him and Clay takes the advantage by hitting a chop block on Maxwell. He stomps the knee, working the leg for a moment before locking in a half Boston crab! Maxwell uses his size to quickly crawl to the ropes and break the hold. Clay breaks and backs up, and as Maxwell is getting up Clay hits a dropkick to the head of Maxwell. Clay then goes to the apron and taunts before climbing to the top rope. He leaps off and hits an elbow drop! He goes for the pin.)
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(The big man gets up, but Clay hits him with a running forearm. He backs up and goes for another but Maxwell ducks. Clay turns and Maxwell takes his head off with another clothesline. Max taunts and picks up clay putting him in the corner seated, driving him with right hand after right hand. He then pulls him up out of the corner and hits a gut wrench suplex. He goes for the pin.)
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Clay kicks out.
Jesse Watson: Clay still hanging on! He was able to get a little offense in but Max is back on the attack!
(Max begins picking him up, but Clay hits him in the gut not once, not twice, but three times sending Max stumbling back. Clay catches his breath before charging and leaping up for a cross body, but Maxwell catches him! Schneider tosses Forte onto his shoulder and taunts before hitting the KYD!!! He pins!)
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Roy Hardy: And he got him!
Randall Jobs: The winner of this match, via pinfall at the 5:06 mark of the match, Maxwell Schneider!!!
Roy Hard: Very impressive debut by Maxwell Schneider here tonight!
Jesse Watson: I gotta admit, I was impressed. Nice win over Forte.
Malcolm Xaba vs. Achilles
(Opening portion of the match, through the PA System, we hear the familiar intro of "Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode, as many members of the audience begin to boo the arrogant Malcolm Xaba as he entered the arena. Arriving, he was talking trash about Achilles, saying "The street rat's going home!" before walking down the ramp with confidence, as he is announced to the crowds.)
Randall Jobbs: This match is set for one-fall, making his way to the ring first... He weighs in at one hundred and ninety-seven pounds, hailing from Capetown, South Africa, Malcolm! Xaba!!!
Roy Hardy: This arrogant jackass has been giving off tweets about this match sporadically. Saying he'll be more than happy to rid PWP of this nuisance. I hope Achilles knocks this guy out.
Jesse Watson: Well, it's not his fault Achilles still lives in the dark ages that's pre-Facebook and pre-Twitter. Maybe if he gets rid of his brick phone, he'll have some words to share with us.
(As Malcolm arrived inside of the ring, he cockily mocked some of the fans at ringside while his theme began to fade out. As it was fading out, "Warriors" by Thin Lizzy began to play over the speakers while Achilles comes out to a much more positive response from the crowds. Coming out of the ramp, he cockily comes out with a can of red spray paint, before turning around and quickly tagging the curtains, before tossing the spray paint aside towards the crowds while he's announced.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent for the evening! He weighs in tonight at one hundred and eighty eight pounds! Hailing from Coney Island, New York, Achilles!!!
Roy Hardy: Achilles looks like he's ready to fight. Let's see if he'll be able to put away Xaba.
Jesse Watson: He may very well be able to. Achilles is a hell of a brawler, but, I think Malcolm can outclass him in the ring.
(Achilles slides into the ring, and quickly popped up, trying to get into Malcolm's face. The referee quickly gets in between them, as Malcolm was talking trash behind his back. As he egged Achilles on, he was making him angrier, and less disciplined. But, quickly, he was able to calm down and allow the match to begin. The opening bell sounded as our fight was under way. Both competitors circle each other, as Malcolm was making motions for a test of strength on the lighter New York native.)
Roy Hardy: Looks like we're going to see a test of strength here...
(Achilles acted like he was about to buy into Malcolm's trick, but, he laughed before surprising him with a left hook that catches the cocky South African by surprise. There was a crowd pop, as Malcolm sells the punch like it really rocked him.)
Jesse Watson: Whoa! Looks like that isn't going to fly here!
(Immediately after that sucker punch, Malcolm was staggering. Achilles grabbed him by his long hair, and takes his head, slamming it into the turnbuckle with anger. Malcolm's head bounced off, and Achilles begins to Irish whip him to the ropes. He clutches his fist looking to throw a big elbow into Malcolm's face, but Malcolm hooked onto the ropes, and then squirmed out of harm's way, taking a momentary break outside.)
Roy Hardy: Looks like Malcolm bit off a little more than he could chew. Achilles is taking it to him early in this match, and making him slither like the snake he is!
Jesse Watson: He's just going out for a breather, Roy. Malcolm's a thinking man's wrestler, and he's bound to come up with a plan.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, well everyone's got a plan until they get punched in the face...
(Malcolm began to recover outside, and Achilles was having none of it. He grabbed onto the top rope and leans back slingshotting himself over. Malcolm stepped aside, expecting him to face plant, however Achilles lands on his feet. Again, he grabbed Malcolm's hair, and pulled him in for a strong right punch. He then wrenched his left arm, and was looking back with some malicious intent. He Irish whipped him, but, Malcolm reversed it, sending Achilles shoulder first into the steps below! The crowd reacted with a groan of the painful spot, and a shower of boos for Malcolm, as he gloated after that move.)
Jesse Watson: Ouch! Sent shoulder first into the steps!
Roy Hardy: Very crafty reversal by Malcolm Xaba, let's see if he can capitalize.
(As Achilles was down, Malcolm gives him some sharp kicks to his back, and some firm stomps onto his damaged shoulder. Malcolm quickly slides Achilles underneath the ring, and quickly hooked a leg for a cover.)
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Kickout!
Jesse Watson: No dice, there. Kicked out at two.
(Achilles had kicked out with authority, as Malcolm quickly punished him for doing so with a snap elbow drop positioned at his hurt shoulder. The New Yorker winced in pain, before Malcolm extended his arm back after putting him in a seated position, looking to wear him down. Xaba was hyper-extending Achilles' right arm, looking to punish him and make him submit. The referee kneels down asking Achilles if he wanted to quit, and he replied no. Inflicting more pain, Malcolm forced his right elbow into his shoulder, causing Achilles to yell out in anguish.)
Roy Hardy: Malcolm Xaba quickly turned this match around, weakening that right arm.
Jesse Watson: Great strategy by Xaba. If he takes out those arms, he'll nullify some of Achilles' powerful strikes.
(Slowly, but, surely the crowd began to get behind Achilles while he stomped his foot attempting to gain favor with the crowd. AS they clapped in support, he began to get some extra adrenaline. Malcolm went for another strike with that elbow, but, Achilles retaliated with a kick to Malcolm's forehead. Xaba was dizzy and falls backwards a little, as Achilles gets to a vertical base. Back to his feet, Xaba goes for a right hook, but it's blocked and countered with a European uppercut.)
Roy Hardy: Achilles is getting back in this fight!
(Quickly working after that shot, Achilles takes Malcolm over with a snapmare that sends him in a seated position. He delivered a quick shoot kick to the back, which caused him to tense up. Achilles then runs back at the ropes and rebounded back before hitting him hard with a low big boot, and a quick cover.)
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Kickout!
Jesse Watson: He almost got it with that boot to the face. Achilles is putting on some extra aggression to this match.
Roy Hardy: Almost won the match right there, but, Malcolm is still in this fight.
(Achilles gets Malcolm to a vertical base, and lifted him up before throwing him down on the mat with a scoop slam. He then proceeded to stomp a mudhole in his chest, before jumping up and landing a hard knee drop on Malcolm's face. Confidently, Achilles begins to head to the top rope, looking to fly. As he ascends to the top turnbuckle, he fires off two finger guns, shouting "Bang Bang!" before leaping off and hitting a big elbow drop on Malcolm!)
Jesse Watson: We don't see Achilles fly often! What an elbow drop!
Roy Hardy: Shades of the legendary Cactus Jack! He could have it!
(After the elbow drop, Achilles goes for a cover, trying to seal the match.)
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Kickout!
(With that moment of disappointment, Achilles sits up and wears a look of frustration on his face. He placed the palm of his hand over his face, resting for a few moments as he gets to his feet.)
Jesse Watson: That looks says it all. Achilles has thrown a lot at Malcolm, but, he hasn't been able to put him away.
(Achilles was looking to put him away, and he was thinking a stiff lariat would do the trick. Running back towards the ropes, as Malcolm was getting to his feet, he was going for a clothesline, but, Xaba ducked the attack. Achilles rebounds off the opposite ropes, and is caught by Xaba, who plants him with a double leg spinebuster!)
Roy Hardy: Wow! What a huge spinebuster!
Jesse Watson: Very impactful counter by Xaba, that move will do a number on Achilles' neck and spine!
(After that move, Malcolm gloated to the booing crowd, before standing beside him, and holding out both arms fully extended to his side. Looking into the audience, he shouted "reach out and touch faith!" before delivering a pendulum elbow onto Achilles. He quickly hooked both legs, thinking he's got the match in the bag.)
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Kickout!
(Malcolm looked irritated that Achilles did not stay down, as he gets on his knees and begins to choke Achilles while he's down. The referee started a five count, while the audience booed him, as he breaks the count at 4. Grabbing Achilles by his scalp, he started to get him up to his feet, but hits him with a knee to the temple as soon as he gets to a vertical base. Looking for a big move, he begins to head to the top rope as well.)
Roy Hardy: This doesn't bode well for Achilles...
Jesse Watson: It looks like Malcolm is about to give him a big leg drop!
(As Malcolm comes to the top rope, he turned around to see Achilles on his hands and knees, catching a breath. With a confident smirk, Malcolm leaped off looking for a diving leg drop, but, Achilles catches him in mid air with a big superkick! The crowd comes alive, while Achilles falls back over, a bit winded from the beating he's taken so far.)
Roy Hardy: All he's got to do is roll over and cover him!
Jesse Watson: That's easier said than done, Malcolm has done a lot of damage to him so far.
(Achilles and Malcolm both start to slowly stir, with the two of them taking tremendous damage throughout the match so far. Achilles is a bit faster getting to his feet, and sees Malcolm is on his hands and knees as well. With a burst of adrenaline, he runs back to the ropes, looking to land the Achilles Heel on Malcolm, but, Xaba slithered away, and wrapped up behind Achilles with a schoolboy pin!)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Achilles just barely kicked out of that!
Jesse Watson: Not to mention, Malcolm just avoided getting his head squashed like a watermelon at a Gallegher show!
(Malcolm quickly gets to his feet as does Achilles. The two lock in a collar and elbow tie up, in which Achilles gets the advantage, delivering a pair of knife edge chops to his opponent. He clutched Malcolm for a suplex and tries to lift him up, but Malcolm blocked. Achilles tries the lift again, but, it's blocked once more. Trying a third time, Malcolm managed to turn him around, looking for a hangman's neckbreaker, but, he received an elbow to the side of his head for the trouble. Turning around, Achilles goes for a super kick once more, however, it's ducked. Malcolm takes advantage, and grabbed the waistband of his opponent's tights, before sending him shoulder first into the turnbuckle.)
Roy Hardy: And again, he's working on that shoulder!
Jesse Watson: This doesn't look good for Achilles, Xaba looks like he's ready to finish him off.
(Xaba gloated over his opponent, laughing at his misfortune, while the crowd booed him. He then turned Achilles around, and began to set him up in a seated position on the top rope. Climbing up after him, Malcolm was looking for an avalanche butterfly suplex. He managed to get both arms locked, but, Achilles managed to get some jabs into his opponent's midsection. Achilles hits Malcolm twice, before breaking his hold and roughly shoving him off the turnbuckle, causing him to land hard on his back. Malcolm somersaulted backwards and runs after him, but Achilles hopped off and hits a diving elbow stamp right to the top of his head!)
Roy Hardy: Right on the money!!!
(As Achilles was ready to set up for the Wonder Wheel, from the opening ramp comes a black man that was well dressed, and appeared to be in his late thirties. This confused Achilles, and caused him to drop his guard, while the strange man approached the ring..)
Jesse Watson: Who is this guy? What's he doing here?!
Roy Hardy: I'm just as confused as you are, Jesse.
(The strange man walked towards the ring, and Achilles was mouthing something to him, however, it was unintelligible from the view of the cameras. As the two of them debated, the well dressed individual, speaking calmly while Achilles was acting erratic, he had no idea Malcolm was getting back to his feet, and searching within his tights for a pair of brass knuckles. With the distraction, Malcolm runs in and hits Achilles in the back of the head with a cheap shot and discarding of the evidence. Then, turning him around Malcolm stretched out Achilles' arm, and laid him out with the Edge of Paradise! He hooked both legs, as the referee counted the pin.)
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Jesse Watson: "Edge of Paradise connected!"
Roy Hardy: "No way!"
Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 18:22 mark of the match, Malcolm Xaba!
(As Xaba raised his hands in victory, the other man walked into the ring, applauding his victory, before having a microphone handed to him, as he began to speak to the crowds, who were booing at the cheap victory Malcolm had obtained.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: Distinguished patrons of PWP, my name is Dr. Uman Navarro. You may not know much of me yet, but you will soon. That, I can assure you.
(He speaks with a slightly arrogant, yet very educated tone of voice, while Malcolm stands at his side. He appreciated the plan Navarro had come up with to help secure this win tonight, despite that it came with a few bumps and bruises.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: While you fickle wastes of human flesh devour hot dogs and chips, you are quick to judge that which you cannot understand. Mr. Xaba is an educated man. A man, who unlike this gutter trash you people cheer for, is a person you should look up to. He is a man that is well educated, had come up from a life of poverty and is a soon to be blossoming success within our industry. But, instead you choose to root for this cur...
(He said, pointing down at Achilles with a scowl, before wearing a scowl on his face, and delivering a sharp kick to his ribs while he is down.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: This man, belongs in a prison, along with the rest of the delinquents that flood the streets. Flashing gang colors, vandalizing, being a loud mouthed, misogynistic, relic of what we have been trying to evolve from becoming?... Is this what you want to achieve? Do you honestly find this lifestyle... respectable?
(He stated in the nicest term he possibly could, captivating the audience with his words, even though they had the natural instinct to hate his guts.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: I am on a mission, to purge PWP of its' demons. We will slowly, but surely rid this company of those who act as parasites to this company... And my cure will come in the form of Malcolm Xaba. He will truly be the salvation of professional wrestling!
(Navarro discarded the microphone, and exited the ring, along with Malcolm, as "Personal Jesus" began to play through the PA system once more, as a mixed reaction comes from the crowd, though a majority of it was still boos in general.)
Claire Keller vs. Amy Drew
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(“Diamonds” by Rihanna starts to play and the fans boo as Claire Keller starts to make her way to the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From Los Angeles, California, weighing 123 pounds.. Claire Keller!
(She steps into the ring and goes to the opposite side, waiting for her opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
(The lights go dark as you hear over the speakers "People told me I was weak. I told them I'll never quit. I will never quit. I'll never" Then the opening to "Victims" begins to play as the lights come back up and Amy Drew is standing at the top of the ramp with her pet spider in her hand.)
Randall Jobbs: From London, England, weighing 135 pounds… Amy Drew!
(She kisses the spider before reaching down and grabbing it's cage and putting it in and walking down the ramp high fiving the fans before stepping into the ring and raising the spider high in the air with a smile on her face.)
Roy Hardy: There’s a lot of animosity between these two. This is not going to be a pretty fight.
(As the bell rings, it looks like they’re about to lock up but instead Claire goes right for the eye rake with her nails. She hits Amy with a few forearm shots that back her up into the corner. Claire backs up and then charges in but Amy gets her foot up, catching Claire in the mouth with it. As Claire turns around, Amy charges out of the corner, connecting with a running clothesline.)
Roy Hardy: Claire tried to gain the early advantage, going with the cheap shot of the nails to the eyes but it looks like Amy has found a way to get herself past that.
Jesse Watson: Cheap shot? It was smart. Get the advantage any way you can.
Roy Hardy: Well some people actually fight with honor.
Jesse Watson: And a lot of times they’re the ones that fall in the end.
(When Claire gets back to her feet, Amy grabs her and attempts to send her off into the ropes but Keller reverse it. Claire goes for a back drop but Amy stops short and delivers a kick to the mouth. Amy then lifts Claire up and plants her onto the mat with a body slam. Amy follows it up with a quick leg drop and goes for a pin..)
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Roy Hardy: Amy looking to end the match quickly.
Jesse Watson: It’s gonna take a little more than that though.
(As Amy is getting Keller back to her feet, Claire lands a hard sucker punch to the stomach. Claire grabs Amy and sends her off into the ropes. As Amy comes off of them, Claire catches her with a back elbow, sending Amy down to the mat. Claire hit’s the ropes and as she comes off of them, she lands a knee drop to the temple of Drew and goes for the pin…)
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Kickout!
(Keller sits Amy up and then grabs her into a chinlock.)
Roy Hardy: Claire Keller now trying to slow the match down and wear her opponent down.
Jesse Watson: Which is smart. She’s trying to dictate the flow of the match to her desire.
Roy Hardy: It’s definitely a smart move by Keller to keep things at her own pace.
(Amy begins to fight back to her feet, landing several elbow shots to the midsection, forcing Claire to break the hold she had on her. Amy hit’s the ropes but as she comes off of them, Claire catches her with a knee to the midsection, sending Amy back down to the mat.)
Jesse Watson: Nicely telegraphed by Claire!
Roy Hardy: No argument there. She saw Amy was trying to gain some momentum and she put a halt to it.
(Claire gets Amy to her feet and sends her off into the corner. Claire charges in and drivers her shoulder into Amy’s midsection. Amy staggers out of the corner and Claire grabs her, looking for the “OMG-DDT” but Amy shoves Claire off of her and into the ropes. As Claire comes off the ropes, Amy catches her with a clothesline. Claire gets back up and Amy charges in, catching her with a forearm. As Claire gets back up again, Amy rushes in once more with another forearm. Amy hit’s the ropes and as Claire gets to her feet once again, Amy catches her with a spinning heel kick.)
Roy Hardy: Amy Drew is on a roll right now!
(Amy starts to get Claire to her feet but Claire delivers a hard chop to the throat. Claire grabs Amy and sends her into the corner. Claire charges in but this time Amy brings both feet up and then shoves Claire down to the mat with her leg strength, stomping her down into the mat. Amy then jumps up onto the 2nd rope and then climbs to the top. She then leaps off, connecting with “Harley’s Kiss.”)
Roy Hardy: Corkscrew moonsault!
(Amy hooks the leg…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 7:15 mark of the match, Amy Drew!
Roy Hardy: Impressive PWP debut for Amy Drew, here tonight, picking up the victory over Claire Keller.
Jesse Watson: I’ll give it to her, she did a heck of a job.
Roy Hardy: Keller made the open challenge, Amy Drew not only obliged but walked away with the victory.
Peyton Anthony Coil vs. Jessica Connors
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(I come from money begins to play on the pa system. Peyton walks out in gold trunks and matching boots. He has a gold shirt on and in black lettering the front of the shirt says 'My money told me so.' He motions for one of his hired lackeys to come forward and points to the pathway leading to the ring. The lackey takes a bucket placed at the entrance and walks down the pathway spilling the contents, hundred dollar bills, on the floor. Peyton then walks over the money wiping his feet carefully on each bill.)
Randall Jobbs: From his vacation home in Malibu, weighing in at 175 pounds.. Peyton Anthony Coil!
(He then climbs up to the ring apron and steps through the second and top rope ignoring the fans boos. He sits on the second rope as he waits for his opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
("Guren No Yumiya" - Linked Horizon hits and Jessica Connors makes her way to the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 121 pounds… Jessica Connors!
(She slides into the ring, taking an opposite corner and waiting for the bell.)
Roy Hardy: For those that don’t follow these two on Twitter, they placed a bet on this match. The loser will pay the winner $75,000.
Jesse Watson: That’s a nice hunk of change. Even more incentive to win!
(The two lock up and Coil quickly grabs Jessica in a wrist lock. Jessica rolls through, relieving the pressure and then goes behind Coil, grabbing him in a hammerlock. Peyton comes back with an elbow to the mouth, getting her to break it. Coil then hit’s the ropes but Jessica catches him with a standing dropkick.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely placed dropkick, there.
(Peyton rolls out of the ring, holding his mouth and trying to regain his bearings. As he turns around, he gets another mouthful of Jessica’s feet as she lands a baseball slide under the bottom rope, sending Peyton down.)
Jesse Watson: This Peyton kid can’t catch a break!
Roy Hardy: Jessica is staying right on him.
(Not wanting to give Coil time to recover, Jessica slides out and quickly rolls Peyton back into the ring. She slides in behind him but before she can get up, Peyton drives his knee into the side of her head. Peyton then lands some hard kicks to the back of her head before getting her to her feet and pushing her into the corner. Coil delivers several hard kicks to the midsection, sending Jessica down into a seated position in the corner. He backs up and then charges in, landing a hard knee to the face.)
Jesse Watson: Peyton is starting to gain some momentum here.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, Jessica really needs to find a way to get herself back into this.
(Peyton drags her out of the corner and then goes for a pin..)
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Kickout!
(Peyton starts to get Jessica to her feet but she battles back, landing some hard elbow shots to the midsection. She attempt to hit the ropes but Peyton reaches out, grabbing her back the hair and pulling her back, slamming her down onto the mat.)
Roy Hardy: Now that was uncalled for.
Jesse Watson: Hey, it was an effective way to cut her off.
(Peyton goes to the corner, jumping up to the 2nd rope. He leaps off, landing a leg drop and then going or the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Coil gets Jessica up and sends her off into the ropes. He swings at her, going for a clothesline but she ducks under it, hitting the ropes again. As Coil turns around, she comes at him and hits him with a running leg lariat. Both get back up and Coil charges at Jessica and she catches him with a hip toss. He gets to his feet and she catches him with another one.)
Roy Hardy: She is on fire now!
(As Coil gets up once more, Jessica delivers a kick to the midsection and sets up for “Harmony on Fire” but Peyton lunges forward, driving his shoulder into Jessica’s midsection. Peyton gets up and runs at the ropes, jumping up on the 2nd rope and spring boarding off, looking to connect with the “Bank Notice” but as he comes off of them, Jessica hits him with her roundhouse kick that she calls “Harmony’s Design.” Jessica then hooks the leg, making the pin..)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 5:29 mark of the match.. Jessica Connors!
Roy Hardy: What a move by Jessica, hitting that roundhouse kick on Peyton while he was still in the air!
Jesse Watson: That was an impressive victory by Jessica, no doubt about it. And, not only did she get the win but she became $75,000 richer too.
Roy Hardy: That’s right. Peyton and Jessica put up a $75,000 bet before this match, with the loser paying the winner the sum of that money. And now it looks like it’ll be Peyton as the one who has to pay up.
Nina Stokes vs. Savannah
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(“Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N Roses plays and Savannah makes her way out.)
Randall Jobbs: From Seattle, Washington, weighing 165 pounds… Savannah!
(She slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, taking a corner and waiting for her opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
("Stars Faded In Slow Motion" by Crossfaith begins to play. After a few seconds, Nina walks out from behind the curtains. After taking a few steps, Nina lowers her head. After a few seconds, Nina lifts her head up, raises her arms and looks out at the cheering crowd. She stands up and slowly walks down the entrance ramp.)
Randall Jobbs: From Miami, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds… Nina Stokes!
(Upon reaching the ring, Nina gets on the ring apron and wipes her boots before jumping inside. She takes off her hood and heads over to the nearest corner. She then takes off her jacket and stretches a bit, waiting for the match to start.)
Roy Hardy: A contest between two very talented ladies is about to get underway here. Lets get to it!
(The two shake hands as the bell rings and Nina starts to walk back to her corner, as she turns around, Savannah comes charging in, catching Nina in the corner with a hard forearm to the mouth.)
Roy Hardy: Savannah is not wasting any time here!
(Savannah lands several more forearm shots before bringing Nina out of the corner. She attempts to send Nina into the ropes but Nina reverses it. Nina goes for a clothesline but Savannah rolls behind Nina, grabbing her in a waist lock. Nina is able to pry Savannah’s hands off of her and brings her down with a snapmere before grabbing Savannah in a chin lock.)
Roy Hardy: Good job by Nina Stokes to slow this match down and get control of the situation.
Jesse Watson: I think Savannah knocked her off her game, though. She looks rattled.
(Savannah fights back to her feet, landing a hard elbow to the gut of Nina. Savannah grabs her and attempts to send her into the ropes but Nina reverses it. As Savannah comes off of the ropes, she jumps up and catches Nina with a cross body, hooking a leg as she does..)
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Kickout at 1 ½!
(Both competitors get to their feet and Savannah comes charging at Nina but Nina side steps her and tosses her through the ropes and to the floor outside the ring. Nina hit’s the ropes and looks for a suicide dive but as she’s halfway through the ropes, Savannah catches her with a hard forearm to the head, stopping her and leaving her hanging through the ropes.)
Jesse Watson: Great job by Savannah! That’s one way to stop that attack.
Roy Hardy: It sure is. That spelled sure disaster for her.
(Savannah gets up onto the ring apron and lands a hard kick to Nina’s mouth, sending her back through the ropes and into the ring. Savannah gets in and pulls Nina to her feet, setting her up against the ropes and laying into her with some hard chops. She then attempts to send her off into the ropes but Nina blocks it, pulling Savannah into her and landing a quick spinning back kick to the midsection. Nina then leaps up and catches her with a hurricanrana. Nina goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Great show of athleticism there by Nina Stokes and a good pin attempt but Savannah still with something left in the tank.
Jesse Watson: If there’s one thing we know about Savannah, after seeing her so much here in the PWP, it’s that she’s a fighter and it takes a lot to keep her down.
Roy Hardy: Very true.
(Nina gets Savannah up and pushes her into the corner, landing a hard forearm to the mouth. Savannah grabs Nina, reversing it so Nina is in the corner and Savannah lands a hard chop to the chest. Nina grabs Savannah, this time reversing it so Savannah is back in the corner and Nina lands a hard chop to the chest of her own.)
Jesse Watson: These two are holding nothing back! I love it!
(Nina grabs Savannah and attempts to send her across the ring into the opposite corner but Savannah reverses it. Savannah comes charging in, looking for a clothesline in the corner but Nina moves out of the way and Savannah crashes into the turnbuckles chest-first. Nina then comes charging in, landing a corner dropkick that sends Savannah down into a seated position in the corner.)
Roy Hardy: That dropkick was on point!
Jesse Watson: Like a heat seeking missile, it hit it’s mark.
(Nina quickly backs up to the opposite corner and then comes charging in, landing a cannon ball onto the chest of Savannah before pulling her out of the corner and hooking the leg for a pin…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Good offense strung together by Nina but still not enough.
Jesse Watson: Savannah is one of the toughest female wrestlers I’ve seen in a long time. Great resiliency.
(Nina gets Savannah up and sends her off into the ropes. As Savannah comes off of them, Nina goes for a back drop but Savannah stops short and delivers a hard kick to the mouth. Savannah then lands a kick to the midsection before grabbing Nina and driving her into the mat with a bulldog. Savannah then hit’s the ropes and lands a running senton to the midsection before going for the pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Savannah, now, looking to take control of the match.
Jesse Watson: She’s doing a good job, doing so. She’s got Nina down.
(As Savannah is getting Nina up to her feet, Nina comes back with a hard shot to the midsection. Nina takes Savannah down to the ground with a snapmere before hitting the ropes and landing a low dropkick to the back of her head. Nina goes for a quick pin…)
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Kickout!
(Nina begins to get Savannah up but Savannah lunges forward, driving her shoulder into Nina’s midsection. Savannah gets to her feet and then lifts Nina up onto her shoulder before running and driving her into the mat with a running power slam. Nina rolls out of the ring, following the move.)
Roy Hardy: Smart move by Nina, not allowing Savannah to get the pin attempt.
Jesse Watson: Looks and brains. I’m impressed.
(Savannah, not allowing her to get much of a breather, follows her to the outside. Savannah lands several hard clubbing blows to the back of Nina, before grabbing her by the hair and slamming her face into the ring apron. Savannah grabs Nina and attempts to send her into the ring post but Nina reverses it, causing Savannah to go into it, face-first. Nina rolls her back into the ring and slides in, quickly, going for the pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: I thought maybe that shot into the ring post may have done it but Savannah’s still got her wits it seems!
Jesse Watson: Nice attempt but looks like Nina’s gonna have to go back to the drawing board.
(Nina gets Savannah up to her feet and sends her off into the corner. Nina comes charging in but Savannah gets a foot up, catching her in the mouth, sending her staggering backwards. Savannah jumps up to the second rope and as Nina turns around, she leaps off, going for “The Pounce” but Nina catches her with a double knee face buster. Nina then grabs a leg, putting her in a half crab before going down into a hangman’s clutch submission. Savannah tries to fight it off for as long as she can but she eventually taps out.)
Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via submission at the 11:33 mark of the match… Nina Stokes!
Roy Hardy: Savannah was going for that second rope spear that she calls “The Pounce” but Nina had it scouted and then locked Savannah into that “End Game EX” submission hold and got the win!
Jesse Watson: Wow, that came out of nowhere too! I didn’t see it coming and Savannah clearly didn’t either, made obvious by the fact that she just ate both of Nina’s knees.
Roy Hardy: I thought we were going to see the end of Nina there but she found a way to counter that spear attempt and she did so in a major way, picking up the victory here tonight against a VERY game Savannah.
Ryan Kidd vs. Ricky Valero
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
("Cinderella Man” by Eminem blasts throughout the arena. White and pink strobe lights flash as "Pretty" Ricky makes his appearance and stands through a cloud of fog turned to the side a bit and his arms out with a genuine smirk lightening his face.)
Randall Jobbs: From Staten Island, New York, weighing 227 pounds.. Ricky Valero!
(His manager Spencer Novak and bodyguard Aurora follow closely behind him as he makes his way down the entranceway. He circles the ring, before reaching the far corner. He slowly climbs up to the steps and leans his back against the ropes, bouncing a few times before hopping into the ring.
Ricky spins around in the center of the ring with his arms extended out, absorbing the sheer hatred the fans shower him with. He walks towards the ropes on the far side of the ring and simply smiles. The music slowly quiets down as Ricky turns and leans against the ropes closest to the entranceway, awaiting his opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(The lights in the arena dies down as the crowd in the arena screams in anticipation. “Southtown“ by The Ghost Inside suddenly explodes through the PA system in sync to the pulsation of gold lights. We then suddenly see the entrance way being engulf with smoke. Amidst the smoke, we see a figure as the song blasts throughout the airwaves. After several seconds while the smoke starts to clear, the figure materializes and is revealed to be Ryan Kidd. He roars and pumps up the crowd.)
Randall Jobbs: Making his way to the ring… Weighing in at TWO HUNDRED and TWELVE POUNDS… From Los Angeles, California… Pro Wrestling’s Evil Knievel… RYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN… KIDD!!
(As the gold lights pulsation continues, he then strolls down to the ramp and slaps some hands of the fans ringside. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the whole arena and raises his arm. He then continues walking making his way around the ring slapping some hands of the fans. He then stops in front of a steel steps and runs up to it stopping on the ring apron. He then climbs the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms and roars to pump up the crowd. He somersaults down from the turnbuckle and runs to the opposite corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He roars and raises his arms in the air to the delight of the fans. He then somersaults down from the turnbuckle and walks to the opposite side of the ring. He then leans on the ropes puts his foot on the bottom rope as he raises his arm ala Edge as the fans cheers him on. He then walks into his corner and does some warm up as he await’s the match.)
Roy Hardy: This was the very first match that was signed for PWP 14 and I’ve got no doubt that it’s gonna be a great one.
Jesse Watson: When you’ve got guys like this in the ring, there’s no question it’s gonna be special.
(The referee checks both competitors before backing up and ringing the bell. Ricky Valero charges at Ryan Kidd and connects with a vicious big boot to the face of his advisory. The force of the kick sends Ryan Kidd down to the canvas but he isn't down for long as Ricky Valero picks Ryan Kidd up off of the mat and delivers a nasty chop to Ryan Kidds chest that echoes around the arena before grabbing his arm and whipping Ryan Kidd towards the turnbuckle. Ryan Kidd thuds into the turnbuckle and Like a snake Ricky Valero follows close behind. Ricky Valero connects with a big splash in the corner before bouncing back out, Ryan Kidd comes out of his corner stumbling and Ricky quickly lifts him up on his shoulders and nails and Samoan Drop.)
Roy Hardy: Big Samoan Drop by Ricky Valero, there!
Jesse Watson: Valero starting this match off hot.
(Ryan Kidd tries to get up but Ricky Valero makes had other plans for him by grabbing him from the front and hitting an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Ricky Valero climbs the top rope and leaps off, going for a double foot stomp on Ryan Kidd but Ryan Kidd is just able to roll out of the way in time. Valero is quick recover and get back to his feet but by the time he turns around towards Ryan Kidd, he's met by a big boot of his own, which sends Valero crashing to the canvas.)
Roy Hardy: Oh man, Kidd rocked him with that kick.
Jesse Watson: I think I felt my teeth rattle from that one!
(Ryan Kids picks Ricky Valero up off of the mat and sets him up for a suplex, but just as he manages to get Ricky Valero up he is able to counter and land behind Ryan. Before Ryan can attempt to turn around, Valero rolls Kidd up with a schoolboy…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Close but Kidd kicks out.
(Kidd rolls through and gets back to his feet and takes Valero in a side headlock before taking him over and back down to the canvas. Valero grunts on impact and lets out a groan as Ryan grinds the hold in. The official checks Ricky’s shoulders and counts them down..)
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(Valero quick shoots his shoulder off the canvas, but Kidd grinds the hold in deeper. Valero hooks Ryan’s leg and rolls him back to cradle and pin him to the canvas…)
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Kickout!
(After the kickout, it was back into the grounded headlock. Valero attempts to push Kidd’s head back toward his legs, but the attempt is thwarted by Kidd wrenching on his neck. Ricky tries again to the same end, but the third time he is able to push Ryan’s head back and scissors it between his thighs.)
Roy Hardy: Both men are trying to wear the other one down, it seems.
Jesse Watson: The match has been taken to a slower pace. Lets see to who’s advantage it plays into.
(Kidd kips up and out of the leg scissors and Valero kips up to his feet as well, leaving the two to stare each other down. The two men circle again, but this time Valero charges in and Kidd is forced to duck and go behind his foe, wrapping his arms around Ricky’s waist before taking him off the canvas and back to it face first before locking another grounded headlock. Valero groans in frustration before grunting as Kidd grinds the hold in once again. The two work their way to their feet and Valero lifts his lighter adversary off his feet, but only for Ryan to wrench on the hold and force Ricky to drop him. Valero tries to shove Kidd off him, but the crafty Kidd keeps his grip.)
Roy Hardy: Kidd really has this hold locked in tight.
Jesse Watson: And it looks like he’s not looking to let go of it any time soon.
(The two slowly raise and as soon as Ricky is on his feet he slams his fist into the midsection of Kidd three times. Kidd gasps from shock and discomfort and Ricky darts towards the ropes, but is shadowed by Kidd. As Ricky turns to ricochet off the cables he is met by a knee to the midsection. Kidd sticks out his tongue, showing a little bit of cockiness and takes off towards the parallel set of ropes. Much like his more experienced foe Valero shadows the movements of Kidd and when Ryan turns he is met with a forearm to the face. Valero plays to the crowd for a moment before snapmaring Kidd and giving him a sharp kick to the spine. Kidd lets out a growl and quickly gets to his feet. Valero is stunned by the actions of his adversary and is taken by surprise as Kidd does the same thing to him, snapmare and kicking him hard between the shoulder blades.)
Jesse Watson: Daaaamn!
Roy Hardy: That kick echoing throughout the arena!
(Valero rolls to his knees and attempts to back away from Kidd, but Ryan follows. Valero scurries away, but it is seemingly a con to lower Kidds guard as he charges back, but takes a deep arm drag from the more experienced Kidd. Ryan brushes off his shoulder, but is quickly taken with an arm drag from the younger man. Valero lets out a laugh as he returns to his feet and darts towards the ropes, he springs to the middle and torques his body in midair to attempt a crossbody, but Kidd sidesteps him and watches as the mix styled competitor crashes to the canvas. Ryan follows up on the missed opportunity with a kick to the back as Valero rolls to his side. The look on Ricky’s face tells the story. Ryan quickly sits up Valero and follows with a series of elbows to the chest. The official is unable to decide whether or not it is an illegal tactic so lets it go, much to the chagrin of Valero. Ricky is finally able to block the attack and flips Kidd over him. The young man from Staten Island follows up with a quick Russian Legsweep and pin.)
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Kickout!
(As the two make their way to their feet Valera catches Kidd by the head and hits a swinging neckbreaker. Ricky follows with another pin attempt…)
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(Kidd quickly thumbs his foe in the eye as the two return to their feet once again and the official admonishes him for it. Kidd takes advantage of his foe’s temporary blindness and hits a kneeling facebuster before going for a pin attempt of his own…)
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(Kidd follows with a school boy roll up…)
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(Ryan goes for a suplex, but Valero rolls down his back and rolls him up with a sunset flip variation.)
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(Valero goes for a big roundhouse kick, but Kidd ducks. Kidd goes for a reverse elbow smash, but Valero rolling dodges it. Valero backs into the corner and signals for Kidd to bring his attack, but as Kidd comes in he is met with a boot to the face. Ricky attempts to go for a double underhook backbreaker, but Kidd is able to counter with a back body drop. Kidd laughs to himself before darting towards the ropes, but is met with an overhead belly to belly that sends him halfway across the ring.)
Roy Hardy: Wow, he sent him flying across the ring!
Jesse Watson: After that series of rapid pin attempts, I think these two are just trying anything to end this match!
(Ryan flips up and manages to land on his feet before running at Valero hitting a sick missile dropkick knocking Valero down. He kips back up and points toward the corner and starts to make the climb, facing the crowd. Valero crawls towards the ropes as Kidd slowly heads up. Ricky shakes the top rope as Ryan reaches it and Kidd drops on to the top turnbuckle hard. Valero slowly ascends with his rival for this match and hooks him in the Cobra Clutch again, looking to send Kidd to Hell with a top rope variation of his The Franchise, Cobra Clutch Suplex. The fans look on as the official counts for Valero to break the hold due to both men being in the corner.)
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(Valero drops back sending Kidd soaring through the air and the crowd lets out a shocked gasp.)
Roy Hardy: Kidd was drilled into the mat!
(Valero entangled his leg with the top rope which kept him from meeting the same fate as Ryan who lands in a heap on on the canvas. Valero frees his foot and crawls towards Kidd. He drapes an arm over his foe’s chest…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 15:26 mark of the match.. Ricky Valero!!
Roy Hardy: After one hell of a competitive match up, Ricky Valero has come away with the impressive victory here tonight!
Jesse Watson: Valero has been very impressive, the few times we’ve seen him here in the PWP. And tonight, I think he made a statement.
Roy Hardy: Absolutely. Ryan Kidd is a great talent. And Ricky Valero was able to one up him here tonight. Great win for Valero.
PWP Tag Team Championship
Tag Team Match
The Dick Kicking Kings vs. Super Mario Wrestling Brothers (c)
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is a tag team match that is scheduled for one fall… And it is for the PWP Tag Team Championship! Introducing first…
("Rockit" begins to play over the speakers as the SMWB step through the curtain to cheers from the crowd. After looking around at the crowd and nodding their heads in approval, as they start to make their way down to the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From-
(Just then, before Randall can finish introducing them, Tanner Sands and Aries Armadaist come charging down and attacking Landon Knight and Max Powers from behind.)
Roy Hardy: What the hell is this!?
Jesse Watson: Look like The Dick Kicking Kings are trying to get a little early advantage!
Roy Hardy: Little? They’re straight up beating them down!
(Aries grabs Max and lifts him up, body slamming him onto the floor, while Tanner sends Landon into the guard rail, hard. Aries lands some hard kicks to both members of the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers, while Tanner marches down to the ring and grabs two steel chairs.)
Roy Hardy: This is ridiculous. What are these guys doing!?
Jesse Watson: Ensuring that they walk out with the titles is what it looks like to me.
(Tanner throws a chair to Aries and he catches it, as Tanner walks back over to where Landon is laying on the ground. Aries swings the chair down, cracking it across the back of Max, while Tanner does the same to Landon. The two men proceed to land several more chair shots before throwing them down.)
Roy Hardy: Hopefully they’re done… This is disgusting.
Jesse Watson: You know how it is when gold is on the line. Anything goes.
Roy Hardy: This is crossing the line though. There’s no way that either Landon or Max will be able to fight back now.
Jesse Watson: That’s the point.
(Aries gets Landon up and holds him up. Tanner then lands a hard kick between the legs, sending Landon back to the ground in even more pain. Tanner then lifts Max up and Aries does the same, landing a hard kick to the groin.)
Jesse Watson: Tanner and Aries showing why they are the kings of dick kicking!
Roy Hardy: This is despicable. I can’t believe you find amusement out of this.
(Tanner and Aries grab Landon and roll him into the ring, getting in right behind him. Aries gets down and pins Landon as Tanner grabs the ref by the collar and starts screaming.)
Tanner Sands: RING THE FUCKING BELL AND MAKE THE FUCKING PIN!!
(The ref rings the bell and quickly drops down…)
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Roy Hardy: I don’t believe this..
Randall Jobbs: Winners of this match, via-
??: No, no, no, no. I don’t think so.
(Tanner and Aries look up towards the entrance and it’s PWP owner Josh Duncan.)
Josh Duncan: Mr. Jobbs, don’t finish that sentence. Tanner and Aries, I can tell that you’re pretty proud of yourselves. But this isn’t happening. Maybe in some places you would get away with that but not here in the PWP. That’s not how we do things. So I’m here by declaring this match null and void. You do NOT win the PWP Tag Team Championships!
(The fans cheer as Tanner and Aries are irate.)
Josh Duncan: These fans wanted to see you two and The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers compete in a Tag Team Championship contest and they’re going to get it, one way or the other. So at the PWP show in March, it will be a rematch between you two and SMWB. And this time… It’s going to be in a Ladder Match!!
(The fans go crazy again for the announcement, as Aries and Tanner continue to go ballistic. Josh Duncan smiles before making his exit, leaving Aries and Tanner beside themselves.)
Main Event
PWP Heavyweight Championship
Triple Threat Match
Jackson vs. Chris Night vs. Brandon Banks (c)
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… And is a triple threat match for the PWP Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger…
(The lights dim, heavy mist filling the ramp as strobe lights begin to pulse slowly. A steady bass throb begins, growing in volume, sounding much like a heartbeat. A single gunshot shatters the silence, followed by mocking laughter and Jackson's voice hurling insults before the music skips, and then the sounds of "Lies" by Evanescence filters through the speakers. Dark red strobes pulsate on the entrance-way; illuminated in the shadows are the unmistakable silhouettes of a man and a woman. The pair step forward as a shower of red and indigo pyrotechnics rain down over them.)
Randall Jobbs: From Reno, Nevada, weighing in at 213 pounds… Jackson!
(Jackson pauses at the top of the ramp, bathed in sparks as he turns towards his wife, the radiant Lyv Jackson and holds out his hand to her. She takes it and he pulls her close, grabbing the back of her thigh as he kisses her deeply. She smirks and leans her head against his chest as he releases the embrace and begins walking with her towards the ring, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. He circles the ring once, his eyes steady, a look of angry concentration on his face, before ascending the ring steps. Once there he holds out his trusty baseball bat to his girl and waits while she takes it before climbing between the ropes. Lyv flashes her husband a devilish smile, puts her hand to her lips, and mimes blowing Jackson a kiss for luck. He snatches it from the air and mimes placing it in his pocket before stalking towards the center of the ring. Jackson stands there, his head thrown back in a triumphant roar as the music comes to a grinding halt, cut off with a squeal of feedback.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(The lights darken and red pyro suddenly comes out of the entrance way and the lighting turns red, as "The Pretender" by Foo Fighters hits, and out walks Chris Night with Kelly Fury by his side. Chris raises his hands up in the air, as the fans begin to cheer him on.)
Randall Jobbs: Also the challenger, from San Bernadino, California, weighing in at 200 pounds… Chris Night!
(Chris Night then runs down the entrance way and slides into the ring as Kelly follows behind, slapping the hands of the front row fans. Chrise then jumps up onto the very top of the turnbuckle and raises his hands. Chris then back flips off the top, and lands on the apron on his feet as red pyro explodes out of all four turnbuckles.)
Randall Jobbs: And their 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 Simba" 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. Lyle Risky is then seen stepping into the scene with a smile across his face and a smile on his. As the music plays in the background he lifts the microphone up to his lips to address the crowd.)
Lyle Risky: Ladies and Gentlemen. Boys and Girls. Welcome! As you will witness the return of the slayer of many. PDW’s last credible Prodigy Champion. The man of the people. The people’s man. The baker’s man. The man that can. THE GATE KEEPAH... BRRRAAAANNNDOOONNNN BAAAAAAAANKSSSSS!
"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!"
(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 ring. As Banks gets to ringside, Night hit’s the ropes and charges, flying through the second rope and hitting Banks with a suicide dive.)
Roy Hardy: Chris Night not giving the champ the time to get into the ring and this thing is under way!
Jesse Watson: I like the aggression we’re seeing from Night! He’s showing balls and showing he wants that title!
(Night gets Banks up and the two men start to brawl, exchanging shots. Jackson looks around and gets a look on his face. He then hit’s the ropes and starts running towards Night’s and Bank’s direction.)
Jesse Watson: Are you kidding me?! Jackson is gonna take to the air?!?!
(Jackson stops as he gets to the ropes and flips the fans off, smirking and pointing to his head.)
Roy Hardy: Well that was classy.
(Jackson got out onto the ring apron and then jumped down, landing an ax handle smash across the back of Chris Night. Banks goes to throw a right hand but Jackson blocks it and then grabs Banks, slamming his face into the steel ring post.)
Roy Hardy: Keep in mind folks, this is triple threat rules, which means there are no rules.
Jesse Watson: This is gonna be great! Three guys doing anything and everything it takes to win the top prize in the company.
(With Banks leaned back against the ring post, Jackson lands a hard European uppercut. Brandon comes back with a kick to the midsection but Jackson retaliates with another uppercut. Jackson brings him away from the steel post and then slams Banks’ face into the ring apron. Night comes over and levels Jackson with a hard chop to the chest and then gives on to Banks. Banks comes back and hit’s a chop to Jackson and then one on Night.)
Jesse Watson: Chops for everyone!
Roy Hardy: And man are the laying into them HARD.
(While Brandon is distracted with Jackson, Night hits him with a kick to the stomach and then rolls him into the ring. Night climbs to the ring apron and then slingshots himself over the top rope, landing a leg drop. Jackson climbs into the ring and then drops a big elbow drop into the chest of Banks.)
Roy Hardy: I don’t know if it’s intentional or not but it seems like the two challengers are taking the champ out of it in the early going.
Jesse Watson: They may not be working together, per say, but I certainly think they know what they’re doing.
(Night then hit’s the ropes and lands a knee drop, looking at Jackson the entire time he did it.)
Roy Hardy: That look that Chris is giving Jackson is giving off a “I’ll top anything you can do” vibe to me.
Jesse Watson: I’m inclined to agree. There is some serious tension in there.
(Jackson then hit’s the ropes and goes for a leg drop but Brandon moves out of the way. He gets up and lands a hard kick to the mouth of Jackson, sending him rolling away into the corner. Night comes in at Banks and Brandon catches him with an elbow to the mouth before hitting him with a spinning back kick to the midsection. Banks then hit’s the ropes and catches him with a hard knee to the side of the head. Jackson is back to his feet and rushes in, landing a hard blow to the back of Banks. He grabs Brandon and sends him off into the ropes and as Brandon comes off the ropes, Jackson catches him with a gorilla press, holding him up in the air before dropping him and landing a punch to the gut as he drops him. Jackson then goes for a pin..)
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(Night lands a kick to the back of Jackson’s head, breaking up the count.)
Roy Hardy: I don’t know if that would have been it for Brandon Banks but good job by Chris Night ensuring that it wasn’t by breaking up the pin attempt.
Jesse Watson: You can never be too careful in a match like this.
Roy Hardy: You really can’t. Not with the PWP Heavyweight Championship on the line.
(As Jackson gets to his feet, Night lands several hard forearms, pushing Jackson back into the corner. Night then lands several hard kicks to the chest. He runs back, looking to go to the center of the ring but as he turns around and runs, Banks gets to his feet and catches Night with a dropkick. Brandon then charges in, jumping up onto the second rope and landing a hard knee to the mouth of Jackson. Brandon backs away from the corner and as Jackson staggers out, Brandon connects with the “buzzkiller.”)
Roy Hardy: Pele kick out of nowhere!
(Brandon goes for the pin…)
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(Night dives and breaks it up with an ax handle to the back of Brandon.)
Jesse Watson: And Night saves the match once again!
(Chris gets Brandon up to his feet and sends him off into the ropes. As Banks comes off of the ropes, Night leaps up and catches him with a hurricanrana that also sends Banks crashing down onto Jackson’s midsection with a senton.)
Roy Hardy: Great move by Chris Night, not only to catch Brandon with that but to get some damage in on Jackson at the same time!
(Chris goes over and goes for a pin on Jackson..)
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(Banks lands a hard forearm to the back of Night’s head, breaking the pin.)
Jesse Watson: Brandon, potentially, saving his title right there.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, Brandon has to keep his head on a swivel. He can lose that title without even being part of the decision.
(Brandon pulls Night up and delivers several hard chops to the chest before sending Chris Night over into the corner. Banks charges in but Chris gets a foot up, catching Brandon in the mouth. Chris climbs up to the top rope, prepping to jump off at Banks but Jackson dives at the ropes, shaking them and making Night lose his balance and crotching him on the top rope.)
Roy Hardy: Bad landing there for Chris Night.
Jesse Watson: Looks like Kelly Fury ain’t getting any lovin’ tonight.
Roy Hardy: Oh God, stop.
(Banks comes back, climbing up onto the 2nd rope, trying to take advantage of Jackson’s damage, hooking Night for a superplex but Banks blocks it. Brandon lands several hard shots to the ribs, trying to get Chris to let go of his grip on the top rope. Jackson comes from behind Banks, landing several hard clubbing shots to the back. Jackson positions himself under Banks and then pulls him down, Banks bringing Night with him and as Jackson power bombs Banks off of the ropes, Banks holds onto Night and superplexes him at the same time. Jackson folds Banks up and goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Jackson quickly goes over to Night and hooks his leg for a pin…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Jackson trying his hand at pinning both men but neither of them are out of it yet!
Jesse Watson: Jackson is in fantastic position right now. Both of his opponents are hurt.
(Jackson turns Night over onto his stomach and then locks him into a crossface submission hold. Chris Night is doing his best not to tap out as we see Banks start to stir, rolling out of the ring. He reaches under the ring apron and grabs a bottle of Gatorade. He takes a big drink out of it, throwing the rest of the bottle into the crowd, quickly rolling into the ring. He stays on his stomach, getting eye level with Jackson before spitting the mouthful of Gatorade into Jackson’s face, causing him to break the submission hold.)
Jesse Watson: That’s a unique way to stop a submission!
Roy Hardy: He’s setting up for something here.. Jackson’s about to go from angry to in pain.
(Jackson, rapidly swiping at his face trying to wipe the Gatorade out of his eyes and off his face, gets to his knees. As he does, Banks hits him with a buzzsaw kick.)
Roy Hardy: Buzzsaw by Banks!
(Brandon goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Banks brings Jackson to his feet, nailing him with some hard forearm shots to the mouth. Banks then hit’s the ropes but as he comes off of them, Jackson catches him with a hard clothesline. Night gets back to his feet and spins Jackson around, catching him with the “Lights Out” but Jackson quickly rolls to the outside.)
Roy Hardy: Chris Night hit him with that cutter but Jackson, wisely, rolling out of the ring.
Jesse Watson: Great veteran move there by Jackson, taking himself out of a sure fire pinning position.
(As Chris Night goes over to the ropes, looking at Jackson, Banks comes up from behind Night and catches him with a school boy…)
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Roy Hardy: Night didn’t see that one coming!
Jesse Watson: Jackson is out of the ring right now. He needs to keep focused on the guy that IS in the ring. He almost just lost this match because he lost focus.
Roy Hardy: While that’s true, he can’t just ignore Jackson. You said it yourself, earlier, you don’t even have to be part of the decision to lose this match. He needs to keep an eye on Jackson, in or out of the ring.
(Both Banks and Night fight to their feet and Banks goes to throw a kick to the midsection but Chris catches the foot and hit’s a step over spinning kick. Chris then hit’s the ropes and connects with a rolling thunder. Before he has a chance to make a pin attempt, Jackson reaches in and grabs Night by the foot and pulls him out of the ring. Jackson then drills Night with a chair shot to the head.)
Roy Hardy: A sickening shot by Jackson, with that chair!
Jesse Watson: And it’s all legal! What a shot!
Roy Hardy: Chris Night may be out cold.
(Jackson slides into the ring and as Banks gets to his feet, Jackson swings at him with a clothesline but Banks ducks it. Jackson turns around and as he does, Banks goes for the “Bankshot” super kick but Jackson is able to evade it as well. Brandon turns around and Jackson lands a sucker punch to the mouth before drilling him with a kick to the stomach and lifting him up, looking to go for “Lorem Ipsum” but Banks slides out of his grasp, landing on his feet behind him. Banks grabs both arms looking for a backslide pinning attempt but Jackson blocks it, re-hooks the arms and then drives Brandon into the mat with “Something Wicked.” Jackson turns Banks over and hooks the leg for a pin…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 18:44 mark of the match… And NEW PWP Heavyweight Champion… Jackson!!
Jesse Watson: New champion! We’ve got a new champion!
Roy Hardy: Yes we do and his name is Brad Jackson! Wow, what an ending to that match up!
Jesse Watson: Jackson took Night out of the game with that chair shot and then he and Banks were trading counters, like a chess game.
Roy Hardy: That’s exactly what happened. Unfortunately for the, now former champion, Jackson was able to land the checkmate move.
Jesse Watson: Jackson has been nothing short of incredible since debuting in the PWP and now all of it’s paid off. I’ll be straight with you, I’m not surprised to see this man holding that hunk of gold.
Roy Hardy: There is no denying that Jackson is an amazing wrestler. And he has a list of accolades a mile long. This man is for real. But the same can be said about the man he just took the title from, Brandon Banks, as well. And Chris Night for that matter. All three of these men are legit.
Jesse Watson: Maybe so. But Jackson showed that, at least on this night, he was one step above them.
Roy Hardy: He’s the holder of the PWP Heavyweight Championship, now. So I can’t argue with that. Ladies and gentlemen, that’s all of the time we have tonight. What a hellacious show we had. And next month it’s going to be even more hellacious, as we will have a one night tournament with 16 of the best female wrestlers on the planet, as they compete to become Queen of the Death Match! That will be a historic event so you can’t miss that one! As always, I’m Roy Hardy, for my partner Jesse Watson and everyone here at the PWP, thank you for spending your Saturday night with us. We enjoyed your company, as I hope you enjoyed ours. Goodnight and see you again next month!
Roy Hardy: Welcome ladies and gentlemen! And thank you once again for joining us for another great night of action, here in PWP! Just like every other show, I’ll be your host for the evening and along side me will be my partner, Jesse Watson!
Jesse Watson: I’m really the host and he’s the side kick but I let him get away with it!
Roy Hardy: Oh brother. Anyways, we’re in for a big night of action.
Jesse Watson: You got that right. We’ve got the PWP Tag Team Championship on the line. We’ve got the PWP Heavyweight Championship on the line. And a lot more!
Roy Hardy: Yes we do. Not to mention, quite a few PWP debuts tonight. We’re gonna get into two of them but first, a quick word from some of our sponsors!
United States Pro Wrestling -
Strike Towers Wrestling -
Maxwell Schneider vs. Clay Forte
Randall Jobs: The following is scheduled for one fall! Coming now hailing from wherever the champagne flows, weighing in at a golden 240lbs, he is THEBENEVOLENCE…CLAY…FOR-TE
(As soon as the opening drum roll of “Charisma” hits, smoke smoothly pours up from the entrance ramp, masking the actual entrance impossible to see. Clay Forte emerges from the smoke mid-sentence, shouting and pointing emphatically at the crowd. With a huge grin on his face, he struts down the aisle.
I’ve a breath in minds of men
With the lies I breathe
No man's ever ruled the world
Not knowing the curse of me
With a look on his face that can only mean he’s clearly enthused with himself, he does a twirl before continuing down the ramp. Forte takes turns shouting at the sky, yelling at fans, and basking in the spotlight between every step.
I'm some of the seven sins
Vanity in the lust of men
I'm the Alpha - Omega man
I'll show you who I am
Hypnotic charm, mesmerizing face
My soul has a dark embrace
A magic tongue, I'll seduce you all
Till I'm your king
till ya know my....
As he reaches the ring, Forte carefully walks up the steps then slowly bends over the middle rope to enter the ring. Forte moves towards the middle ring and, in a swift, exaggerated manner, takes off his robe.
Charisma
Do you know my name?
I'm the God that you pray
When you worship my name
Charisma
Are you idolizing me?
I'm a dangerous thing
And your new messiah's me
At that instance, sparking gold pyro both rains down from the ceiling and sparks up from the ring. Forte throws two piece signs in the air in front of the golden shower. Forte struts around the ring as the song dies out.)
Randall Jobs: And his opponent. From Portland, Oregon weighing in at 285 pounds, he is “Perfectly Sane” Maxwell Schneider !
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Da na na na na na!?
(Those ominous beginning electric guitar riffs blare throughout the PA system, and after the first or second "Da na na na na na's", the fans know full well who's a-comin', and many scramble to safety, whilst other braver souls flock to get a closer look at The Portland Madman as he storms down to the ring, throwing things around, swinging his chains, and showing no regard for the safety of anyone, not even himself! He throws his chains into the ring, some chairs, anything loose at ringside.)
Roy Hardy: Here we go… To kick off tonight’s show, we’ve got a double debut!
Jesse Watson: Looking forward to seeing what these guys bring to the table.
(The bell rings, and the two face off. They lock up, and the big man Maxwell tosses Clay into the corner. He instantly begins laying into him with stiff right hands and knife edge chops. The ref pulls Max back and Clay looks to capitalize by charging, but Maxwell hits him with a hip toss. When Forte gets up Maxwell charges and hits a decapitating clothesline. He then picks up Clay and whips him into the ropes, hitting a BIG BOOT! He goes for the pin)
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Roy Hardy: Oh man, I thought that was going to be it early for Mr. Forte tonight!
Jesse Watson: That maniac almost took his head off with that big boot!
(Maxwell begins choking Clay, clutching at his throat before the ref can pull him off. As Forte tries to pull himself up Maxwell charges and drills him in the skull with a running knee lift. Clay stumbles up into the corner where Maxwell charges and hits a big shoulder tackle into the corner. As Clay stumbles out Maxwell grabs him and hits a scoop slam-wich! He goes for the pin again.)
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Kickout!
Jesse Watson: Man, Clay can't get on his feet tonight, Maxwell Schneider is taking him to town!
(Max steps on the throat of Clay, choking him with a smirk. The ref again pulls him off. Maxwell grabs the ref by the shirt telling him not to touch him and Clay takes the advantage by hitting a chop block on Maxwell. He stomps the knee, working the leg for a moment before locking in a half Boston crab! Maxwell uses his size to quickly crawl to the ropes and break the hold. Clay breaks and backs up, and as Maxwell is getting up Clay hits a dropkick to the head of Maxwell. Clay then goes to the apron and taunts before climbing to the top rope. He leaps off and hits an elbow drop! He goes for the pin.)
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(The big man gets up, but Clay hits him with a running forearm. He backs up and goes for another but Maxwell ducks. Clay turns and Maxwell takes his head off with another clothesline. Max taunts and picks up clay putting him in the corner seated, driving him with right hand after right hand. He then pulls him up out of the corner and hits a gut wrench suplex. He goes for the pin.)
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Jesse Watson: Clay still hanging on! He was able to get a little offense in but Max is back on the attack!
(Max begins picking him up, but Clay hits him in the gut not once, not twice, but three times sending Max stumbling back. Clay catches his breath before charging and leaping up for a cross body, but Maxwell catches him! Schneider tosses Forte onto his shoulder and taunts before hitting the KYD!!! He pins!)
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Roy Hardy: And he got him!
Randall Jobs: The winner of this match, via pinfall at the 5:06 mark of the match, Maxwell Schneider!!!
Roy Hard: Very impressive debut by Maxwell Schneider here tonight!
Jesse Watson: I gotta admit, I was impressed. Nice win over Forte.
Nitro Gen Wrestling -
Epic Wrestling Organization -
Malcolm Xaba vs. Achilles
(Opening portion of the match, through the PA System, we hear the familiar intro of "Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode, as many members of the audience begin to boo the arrogant Malcolm Xaba as he entered the arena. Arriving, he was talking trash about Achilles, saying "The street rat's going home!" before walking down the ramp with confidence, as he is announced to the crowds.)
Randall Jobbs: This match is set for one-fall, making his way to the ring first... He weighs in at one hundred and ninety-seven pounds, hailing from Capetown, South Africa, Malcolm! Xaba!!!
Roy Hardy: This arrogant jackass has been giving off tweets about this match sporadically. Saying he'll be more than happy to rid PWP of this nuisance. I hope Achilles knocks this guy out.
Jesse Watson: Well, it's not his fault Achilles still lives in the dark ages that's pre-Facebook and pre-Twitter. Maybe if he gets rid of his brick phone, he'll have some words to share with us.
(As Malcolm arrived inside of the ring, he cockily mocked some of the fans at ringside while his theme began to fade out. As it was fading out, "Warriors" by Thin Lizzy began to play over the speakers while Achilles comes out to a much more positive response from the crowds. Coming out of the ramp, he cockily comes out with a can of red spray paint, before turning around and quickly tagging the curtains, before tossing the spray paint aside towards the crowds while he's announced.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent for the evening! He weighs in tonight at one hundred and eighty eight pounds! Hailing from Coney Island, New York, Achilles!!!
Roy Hardy: Achilles looks like he's ready to fight. Let's see if he'll be able to put away Xaba.
Jesse Watson: He may very well be able to. Achilles is a hell of a brawler, but, I think Malcolm can outclass him in the ring.
(Achilles slides into the ring, and quickly popped up, trying to get into Malcolm's face. The referee quickly gets in between them, as Malcolm was talking trash behind his back. As he egged Achilles on, he was making him angrier, and less disciplined. But, quickly, he was able to calm down and allow the match to begin. The opening bell sounded as our fight was under way. Both competitors circle each other, as Malcolm was making motions for a test of strength on the lighter New York native.)
Roy Hardy: Looks like we're going to see a test of strength here...
(Achilles acted like he was about to buy into Malcolm's trick, but, he laughed before surprising him with a left hook that catches the cocky South African by surprise. There was a crowd pop, as Malcolm sells the punch like it really rocked him.)
Jesse Watson: Whoa! Looks like that isn't going to fly here!
(Immediately after that sucker punch, Malcolm was staggering. Achilles grabbed him by his long hair, and takes his head, slamming it into the turnbuckle with anger. Malcolm's head bounced off, and Achilles begins to Irish whip him to the ropes. He clutches his fist looking to throw a big elbow into Malcolm's face, but Malcolm hooked onto the ropes, and then squirmed out of harm's way, taking a momentary break outside.)
Roy Hardy: Looks like Malcolm bit off a little more than he could chew. Achilles is taking it to him early in this match, and making him slither like the snake he is!
Jesse Watson: He's just going out for a breather, Roy. Malcolm's a thinking man's wrestler, and he's bound to come up with a plan.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, well everyone's got a plan until they get punched in the face...
(Malcolm began to recover outside, and Achilles was having none of it. He grabbed onto the top rope and leans back slingshotting himself over. Malcolm stepped aside, expecting him to face plant, however Achilles lands on his feet. Again, he grabbed Malcolm's hair, and pulled him in for a strong right punch. He then wrenched his left arm, and was looking back with some malicious intent. He Irish whipped him, but, Malcolm reversed it, sending Achilles shoulder first into the steps below! The crowd reacted with a groan of the painful spot, and a shower of boos for Malcolm, as he gloated after that move.)
Jesse Watson: Ouch! Sent shoulder first into the steps!
Roy Hardy: Very crafty reversal by Malcolm Xaba, let's see if he can capitalize.
(As Achilles was down, Malcolm gives him some sharp kicks to his back, and some firm stomps onto his damaged shoulder. Malcolm quickly slides Achilles underneath the ring, and quickly hooked a leg for a cover.)
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Jesse Watson: No dice, there. Kicked out at two.
(Achilles had kicked out with authority, as Malcolm quickly punished him for doing so with a snap elbow drop positioned at his hurt shoulder. The New Yorker winced in pain, before Malcolm extended his arm back after putting him in a seated position, looking to wear him down. Xaba was hyper-extending Achilles' right arm, looking to punish him and make him submit. The referee kneels down asking Achilles if he wanted to quit, and he replied no. Inflicting more pain, Malcolm forced his right elbow into his shoulder, causing Achilles to yell out in anguish.)
Roy Hardy: Malcolm Xaba quickly turned this match around, weakening that right arm.
Jesse Watson: Great strategy by Xaba. If he takes out those arms, he'll nullify some of Achilles' powerful strikes.
(Slowly, but, surely the crowd began to get behind Achilles while he stomped his foot attempting to gain favor with the crowd. AS they clapped in support, he began to get some extra adrenaline. Malcolm went for another strike with that elbow, but, Achilles retaliated with a kick to Malcolm's forehead. Xaba was dizzy and falls backwards a little, as Achilles gets to a vertical base. Back to his feet, Xaba goes for a right hook, but it's blocked and countered with a European uppercut.)
Roy Hardy: Achilles is getting back in this fight!
(Quickly working after that shot, Achilles takes Malcolm over with a snapmare that sends him in a seated position. He delivered a quick shoot kick to the back, which caused him to tense up. Achilles then runs back at the ropes and rebounded back before hitting him hard with a low big boot, and a quick cover.)
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Kickout!
Jesse Watson: He almost got it with that boot to the face. Achilles is putting on some extra aggression to this match.
Roy Hardy: Almost won the match right there, but, Malcolm is still in this fight.
(Achilles gets Malcolm to a vertical base, and lifted him up before throwing him down on the mat with a scoop slam. He then proceeded to stomp a mudhole in his chest, before jumping up and landing a hard knee drop on Malcolm's face. Confidently, Achilles begins to head to the top rope, looking to fly. As he ascends to the top turnbuckle, he fires off two finger guns, shouting "Bang Bang!" before leaping off and hitting a big elbow drop on Malcolm!)
Jesse Watson: We don't see Achilles fly often! What an elbow drop!
Roy Hardy: Shades of the legendary Cactus Jack! He could have it!
(After the elbow drop, Achilles goes for a cover, trying to seal the match.)
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Kickout!
(With that moment of disappointment, Achilles sits up and wears a look of frustration on his face. He placed the palm of his hand over his face, resting for a few moments as he gets to his feet.)
Jesse Watson: That looks says it all. Achilles has thrown a lot at Malcolm, but, he hasn't been able to put him away.
(Achilles was looking to put him away, and he was thinking a stiff lariat would do the trick. Running back towards the ropes, as Malcolm was getting to his feet, he was going for a clothesline, but, Xaba ducked the attack. Achilles rebounds off the opposite ropes, and is caught by Xaba, who plants him with a double leg spinebuster!)
Roy Hardy: Wow! What a huge spinebuster!
Jesse Watson: Very impactful counter by Xaba, that move will do a number on Achilles' neck and spine!
(After that move, Malcolm gloated to the booing crowd, before standing beside him, and holding out both arms fully extended to his side. Looking into the audience, he shouted "reach out and touch faith!" before delivering a pendulum elbow onto Achilles. He quickly hooked both legs, thinking he's got the match in the bag.)
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Kickout!
(Malcolm looked irritated that Achilles did not stay down, as he gets on his knees and begins to choke Achilles while he's down. The referee started a five count, while the audience booed him, as he breaks the count at 4. Grabbing Achilles by his scalp, he started to get him up to his feet, but hits him with a knee to the temple as soon as he gets to a vertical base. Looking for a big move, he begins to head to the top rope as well.)
Roy Hardy: This doesn't bode well for Achilles...
Jesse Watson: It looks like Malcolm is about to give him a big leg drop!
(As Malcolm comes to the top rope, he turned around to see Achilles on his hands and knees, catching a breath. With a confident smirk, Malcolm leaped off looking for a diving leg drop, but, Achilles catches him in mid air with a big superkick! The crowd comes alive, while Achilles falls back over, a bit winded from the beating he's taken so far.)
Roy Hardy: All he's got to do is roll over and cover him!
Jesse Watson: That's easier said than done, Malcolm has done a lot of damage to him so far.
(Achilles and Malcolm both start to slowly stir, with the two of them taking tremendous damage throughout the match so far. Achilles is a bit faster getting to his feet, and sees Malcolm is on his hands and knees as well. With a burst of adrenaline, he runs back to the ropes, looking to land the Achilles Heel on Malcolm, but, Xaba slithered away, and wrapped up behind Achilles with a schoolboy pin!)
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Roy Hardy: Achilles just barely kicked out of that!
Jesse Watson: Not to mention, Malcolm just avoided getting his head squashed like a watermelon at a Gallegher show!
(Malcolm quickly gets to his feet as does Achilles. The two lock in a collar and elbow tie up, in which Achilles gets the advantage, delivering a pair of knife edge chops to his opponent. He clutched Malcolm for a suplex and tries to lift him up, but Malcolm blocked. Achilles tries the lift again, but, it's blocked once more. Trying a third time, Malcolm managed to turn him around, looking for a hangman's neckbreaker, but, he received an elbow to the side of his head for the trouble. Turning around, Achilles goes for a super kick once more, however, it's ducked. Malcolm takes advantage, and grabbed the waistband of his opponent's tights, before sending him shoulder first into the turnbuckle.)
Roy Hardy: And again, he's working on that shoulder!
Jesse Watson: This doesn't look good for Achilles, Xaba looks like he's ready to finish him off.
(Xaba gloated over his opponent, laughing at his misfortune, while the crowd booed him. He then turned Achilles around, and began to set him up in a seated position on the top rope. Climbing up after him, Malcolm was looking for an avalanche butterfly suplex. He managed to get both arms locked, but, Achilles managed to get some jabs into his opponent's midsection. Achilles hits Malcolm twice, before breaking his hold and roughly shoving him off the turnbuckle, causing him to land hard on his back. Malcolm somersaulted backwards and runs after him, but Achilles hopped off and hits a diving elbow stamp right to the top of his head!)
Roy Hardy: Right on the money!!!
(As Achilles was ready to set up for the Wonder Wheel, from the opening ramp comes a black man that was well dressed, and appeared to be in his late thirties. This confused Achilles, and caused him to drop his guard, while the strange man approached the ring..)
Jesse Watson: Who is this guy? What's he doing here?!
Roy Hardy: I'm just as confused as you are, Jesse.
(The strange man walked towards the ring, and Achilles was mouthing something to him, however, it was unintelligible from the view of the cameras. As the two of them debated, the well dressed individual, speaking calmly while Achilles was acting erratic, he had no idea Malcolm was getting back to his feet, and searching within his tights for a pair of brass knuckles. With the distraction, Malcolm runs in and hits Achilles in the back of the head with a cheap shot and discarding of the evidence. Then, turning him around Malcolm stretched out Achilles' arm, and laid him out with the Edge of Paradise! He hooked both legs, as the referee counted the pin.)
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Jesse Watson: "Edge of Paradise connected!"
Roy Hardy: "No way!"
Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 18:22 mark of the match, Malcolm Xaba!
(As Xaba raised his hands in victory, the other man walked into the ring, applauding his victory, before having a microphone handed to him, as he began to speak to the crowds, who were booing at the cheap victory Malcolm had obtained.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: Distinguished patrons of PWP, my name is Dr. Uman Navarro. You may not know much of me yet, but you will soon. That, I can assure you.
(He speaks with a slightly arrogant, yet very educated tone of voice, while Malcolm stands at his side. He appreciated the plan Navarro had come up with to help secure this win tonight, despite that it came with a few bumps and bruises.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: While you fickle wastes of human flesh devour hot dogs and chips, you are quick to judge that which you cannot understand. Mr. Xaba is an educated man. A man, who unlike this gutter trash you people cheer for, is a person you should look up to. He is a man that is well educated, had come up from a life of poverty and is a soon to be blossoming success within our industry. But, instead you choose to root for this cur...
(He said, pointing down at Achilles with a scowl, before wearing a scowl on his face, and delivering a sharp kick to his ribs while he is down.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: This man, belongs in a prison, along with the rest of the delinquents that flood the streets. Flashing gang colors, vandalizing, being a loud mouthed, misogynistic, relic of what we have been trying to evolve from becoming?... Is this what you want to achieve? Do you honestly find this lifestyle... respectable?
(He stated in the nicest term he possibly could, captivating the audience with his words, even though they had the natural instinct to hate his guts.)
Dr. Uman Navarro: I am on a mission, to purge PWP of its' demons. We will slowly, but surely rid this company of those who act as parasites to this company... And my cure will come in the form of Malcolm Xaba. He will truly be the salvation of professional wrestling!
(Navarro discarded the microphone, and exited the ring, along with Malcolm, as "Personal Jesus" began to play through the PA system once more, as a mixed reaction comes from the crowd, though a majority of it was still boos in general.)
Revolutionary Wrestling Division -
Outlaw Championship Wrestling -
Claire Keller vs. Amy Drew
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(“Diamonds” by Rihanna starts to play and the fans boo as Claire Keller starts to make her way to the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From Los Angeles, California, weighing 123 pounds.. Claire Keller!
(She steps into the ring and goes to the opposite side, waiting for her opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
(The lights go dark as you hear over the speakers "People told me I was weak. I told them I'll never quit. I will never quit. I'll never" Then the opening to "Victims" begins to play as the lights come back up and Amy Drew is standing at the top of the ramp with her pet spider in her hand.)
Randall Jobbs: From London, England, weighing 135 pounds… Amy Drew!
(She kisses the spider before reaching down and grabbing it's cage and putting it in and walking down the ramp high fiving the fans before stepping into the ring and raising the spider high in the air with a smile on her face.)
Roy Hardy: There’s a lot of animosity between these two. This is not going to be a pretty fight.
(As the bell rings, it looks like they’re about to lock up but instead Claire goes right for the eye rake with her nails. She hits Amy with a few forearm shots that back her up into the corner. Claire backs up and then charges in but Amy gets her foot up, catching Claire in the mouth with it. As Claire turns around, Amy charges out of the corner, connecting with a running clothesline.)
Roy Hardy: Claire tried to gain the early advantage, going with the cheap shot of the nails to the eyes but it looks like Amy has found a way to get herself past that.
Jesse Watson: Cheap shot? It was smart. Get the advantage any way you can.
Roy Hardy: Well some people actually fight with honor.
Jesse Watson: And a lot of times they’re the ones that fall in the end.
(When Claire gets back to her feet, Amy grabs her and attempts to send her off into the ropes but Keller reverse it. Claire goes for a back drop but Amy stops short and delivers a kick to the mouth. Amy then lifts Claire up and plants her onto the mat with a body slam. Amy follows it up with a quick leg drop and goes for a pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Amy looking to end the match quickly.
Jesse Watson: It’s gonna take a little more than that though.
(As Amy is getting Keller back to her feet, Claire lands a hard sucker punch to the stomach. Claire grabs Amy and sends her off into the ropes. As Amy comes off of them, Claire catches her with a back elbow, sending Amy down to the mat. Claire hit’s the ropes and as she comes off of them, she lands a knee drop to the temple of Drew and goes for the pin…)
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Kickout!
(Keller sits Amy up and then grabs her into a chinlock.)
Roy Hardy: Claire Keller now trying to slow the match down and wear her opponent down.
Jesse Watson: Which is smart. She’s trying to dictate the flow of the match to her desire.
Roy Hardy: It’s definitely a smart move by Keller to keep things at her own pace.
(Amy begins to fight back to her feet, landing several elbow shots to the midsection, forcing Claire to break the hold she had on her. Amy hit’s the ropes but as she comes off of them, Claire catches her with a knee to the midsection, sending Amy back down to the mat.)
Jesse Watson: Nicely telegraphed by Claire!
Roy Hardy: No argument there. She saw Amy was trying to gain some momentum and she put a halt to it.
(Claire gets Amy to her feet and sends her off into the corner. Claire charges in and drivers her shoulder into Amy’s midsection. Amy staggers out of the corner and Claire grabs her, looking for the “OMG-DDT” but Amy shoves Claire off of her and into the ropes. As Claire comes off the ropes, Amy catches her with a clothesline. Claire gets back up and Amy charges in, catching her with a forearm. As Claire gets back up again, Amy rushes in once more with another forearm. Amy hit’s the ropes and as Claire gets to her feet once again, Amy catches her with a spinning heel kick.)
Roy Hardy: Amy Drew is on a roll right now!
(Amy starts to get Claire to her feet but Claire delivers a hard chop to the throat. Claire grabs Amy and sends her into the corner. Claire charges in but this time Amy brings both feet up and then shoves Claire down to the mat with her leg strength, stomping her down into the mat. Amy then jumps up onto the 2nd rope and then climbs to the top. She then leaps off, connecting with “Harley’s Kiss.”)
Roy Hardy: Corkscrew moonsault!
(Amy hooks the leg…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 7:15 mark of the match, Amy Drew!
Roy Hardy: Impressive PWP debut for Amy Drew, here tonight, picking up the victory over Claire Keller.
Jesse Watson: I’ll give it to her, she did a heck of a job.
Roy Hardy: Keller made the open challenge, Amy Drew not only obliged but walked away with the victory.
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Awesome Championship Wrestling -
Peyton Anthony Coil vs. Jessica Connors
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(I come from money begins to play on the pa system. Peyton walks out in gold trunks and matching boots. He has a gold shirt on and in black lettering the front of the shirt says 'My money told me so.' He motions for one of his hired lackeys to come forward and points to the pathway leading to the ring. The lackey takes a bucket placed at the entrance and walks down the pathway spilling the contents, hundred dollar bills, on the floor. Peyton then walks over the money wiping his feet carefully on each bill.)
Randall Jobbs: From his vacation home in Malibu, weighing in at 175 pounds.. Peyton Anthony Coil!
(He then climbs up to the ring apron and steps through the second and top rope ignoring the fans boos. He sits on the second rope as he waits for his opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
("Guren No Yumiya" - Linked Horizon hits and Jessica Connors makes her way to the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 121 pounds… Jessica Connors!
(She slides into the ring, taking an opposite corner and waiting for the bell.)
Roy Hardy: For those that don’t follow these two on Twitter, they placed a bet on this match. The loser will pay the winner $75,000.
Jesse Watson: That’s a nice hunk of change. Even more incentive to win!
(The two lock up and Coil quickly grabs Jessica in a wrist lock. Jessica rolls through, relieving the pressure and then goes behind Coil, grabbing him in a hammerlock. Peyton comes back with an elbow to the mouth, getting her to break it. Coil then hit’s the ropes but Jessica catches him with a standing dropkick.)
Roy Hardy: Nicely placed dropkick, there.
(Peyton rolls out of the ring, holding his mouth and trying to regain his bearings. As he turns around, he gets another mouthful of Jessica’s feet as she lands a baseball slide under the bottom rope, sending Peyton down.)
Jesse Watson: This Peyton kid can’t catch a break!
Roy Hardy: Jessica is staying right on him.
(Not wanting to give Coil time to recover, Jessica slides out and quickly rolls Peyton back into the ring. She slides in behind him but before she can get up, Peyton drives his knee into the side of her head. Peyton then lands some hard kicks to the back of her head before getting her to her feet and pushing her into the corner. Coil delivers several hard kicks to the midsection, sending Jessica down into a seated position in the corner. He backs up and then charges in, landing a hard knee to the face.)
Jesse Watson: Peyton is starting to gain some momentum here.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, Jessica really needs to find a way to get herself back into this.
(Peyton drags her out of the corner and then goes for a pin..)
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Kickout!
(Peyton starts to get Jessica to her feet but she battles back, landing some hard elbow shots to the midsection. She attempt to hit the ropes but Peyton reaches out, grabbing her back the hair and pulling her back, slamming her down onto the mat.)
Roy Hardy: Now that was uncalled for.
Jesse Watson: Hey, it was an effective way to cut her off.
(Peyton goes to the corner, jumping up to the 2nd rope. He leaps off, landing a leg drop and then going or the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Coil gets Jessica up and sends her off into the ropes. He swings at her, going for a clothesline but she ducks under it, hitting the ropes again. As Coil turns around, she comes at him and hits him with a running leg lariat. Both get back up and Coil charges at Jessica and she catches him with a hip toss. He gets to his feet and she catches him with another one.)
Roy Hardy: She is on fire now!
(As Coil gets up once more, Jessica delivers a kick to the midsection and sets up for “Harmony on Fire” but Peyton lunges forward, driving his shoulder into Jessica’s midsection. Peyton gets up and runs at the ropes, jumping up on the 2nd rope and spring boarding off, looking to connect with the “Bank Notice” but as he comes off of them, Jessica hits him with her roundhouse kick that she calls “Harmony’s Design.” Jessica then hooks the leg, making the pin..)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 5:29 mark of the match.. Jessica Connors!
Roy Hardy: What a move by Jessica, hitting that roundhouse kick on Peyton while he was still in the air!
Jesse Watson: That was an impressive victory by Jessica, no doubt about it. And, not only did she get the win but she became $75,000 richer too.
Roy Hardy: That’s right. Peyton and Jessica put up a $75,000 bet before this match, with the loser paying the winner the sum of that money. And now it looks like it’ll be Peyton as the one who has to pay up.
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Nina Stokes vs. Savannah
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
(“Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N Roses plays and Savannah makes her way out.)
Randall Jobbs: From Seattle, Washington, weighing 165 pounds… Savannah!
(She slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, taking a corner and waiting for her opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And her opponent…
("Stars Faded In Slow Motion" by Crossfaith begins to play. After a few seconds, Nina walks out from behind the curtains. After taking a few steps, Nina lowers her head. After a few seconds, Nina lifts her head up, raises her arms and looks out at the cheering crowd. She stands up and slowly walks down the entrance ramp.)
Randall Jobbs: From Miami, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds… Nina Stokes!
(Upon reaching the ring, Nina gets on the ring apron and wipes her boots before jumping inside. She takes off her hood and heads over to the nearest corner. She then takes off her jacket and stretches a bit, waiting for the match to start.)
Roy Hardy: A contest between two very talented ladies is about to get underway here. Lets get to it!
(The two shake hands as the bell rings and Nina starts to walk back to her corner, as she turns around, Savannah comes charging in, catching Nina in the corner with a hard forearm to the mouth.)
Roy Hardy: Savannah is not wasting any time here!
(Savannah lands several more forearm shots before bringing Nina out of the corner. She attempts to send Nina into the ropes but Nina reverses it. Nina goes for a clothesline but Savannah rolls behind Nina, grabbing her in a waist lock. Nina is able to pry Savannah’s hands off of her and brings her down with a snapmere before grabbing Savannah in a chin lock.)
Roy Hardy: Good job by Nina Stokes to slow this match down and get control of the situation.
Jesse Watson: I think Savannah knocked her off her game, though. She looks rattled.
(Savannah fights back to her feet, landing a hard elbow to the gut of Nina. Savannah grabs her and attempts to send her into the ropes but Nina reverses it. As Savannah comes off of the ropes, she jumps up and catches Nina with a cross body, hooking a leg as she does..)
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Kickout at 1 ½!
(Both competitors get to their feet and Savannah comes charging at Nina but Nina side steps her and tosses her through the ropes and to the floor outside the ring. Nina hit’s the ropes and looks for a suicide dive but as she’s halfway through the ropes, Savannah catches her with a hard forearm to the head, stopping her and leaving her hanging through the ropes.)
Jesse Watson: Great job by Savannah! That’s one way to stop that attack.
Roy Hardy: It sure is. That spelled sure disaster for her.
(Savannah gets up onto the ring apron and lands a hard kick to Nina’s mouth, sending her back through the ropes and into the ring. Savannah gets in and pulls Nina to her feet, setting her up against the ropes and laying into her with some hard chops. She then attempts to send her off into the ropes but Nina blocks it, pulling Savannah into her and landing a quick spinning back kick to the midsection. Nina then leaps up and catches her with a hurricanrana. Nina goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Great show of athleticism there by Nina Stokes and a good pin attempt but Savannah still with something left in the tank.
Jesse Watson: If there’s one thing we know about Savannah, after seeing her so much here in the PWP, it’s that she’s a fighter and it takes a lot to keep her down.
Roy Hardy: Very true.
(Nina gets Savannah up and pushes her into the corner, landing a hard forearm to the mouth. Savannah grabs Nina, reversing it so Nina is in the corner and Savannah lands a hard chop to the chest. Nina grabs Savannah, this time reversing it so Savannah is back in the corner and Nina lands a hard chop to the chest of her own.)
Jesse Watson: These two are holding nothing back! I love it!
(Nina grabs Savannah and attempts to send her across the ring into the opposite corner but Savannah reverses it. Savannah comes charging in, looking for a clothesline in the corner but Nina moves out of the way and Savannah crashes into the turnbuckles chest-first. Nina then comes charging in, landing a corner dropkick that sends Savannah down into a seated position in the corner.)
Roy Hardy: That dropkick was on point!
Jesse Watson: Like a heat seeking missile, it hit it’s mark.
(Nina quickly backs up to the opposite corner and then comes charging in, landing a cannon ball onto the chest of Savannah before pulling her out of the corner and hooking the leg for a pin…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Good offense strung together by Nina but still not enough.
Jesse Watson: Savannah is one of the toughest female wrestlers I’ve seen in a long time. Great resiliency.
(Nina gets Savannah up and sends her off into the ropes. As Savannah comes off of them, Nina goes for a back drop but Savannah stops short and delivers a hard kick to the mouth. Savannah then lands a kick to the midsection before grabbing Nina and driving her into the mat with a bulldog. Savannah then hit’s the ropes and lands a running senton to the midsection before going for the pin..)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Savannah, now, looking to take control of the match.
Jesse Watson: She’s doing a good job, doing so. She’s got Nina down.
(As Savannah is getting Nina up to her feet, Nina comes back with a hard shot to the midsection. Nina takes Savannah down to the ground with a snapmere before hitting the ropes and landing a low dropkick to the back of her head. Nina goes for a quick pin…)
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Kickout!
(Nina begins to get Savannah up but Savannah lunges forward, driving her shoulder into Nina’s midsection. Savannah gets to her feet and then lifts Nina up onto her shoulder before running and driving her into the mat with a running power slam. Nina rolls out of the ring, following the move.)
Roy Hardy: Smart move by Nina, not allowing Savannah to get the pin attempt.
Jesse Watson: Looks and brains. I’m impressed.
(Savannah, not allowing her to get much of a breather, follows her to the outside. Savannah lands several hard clubbing blows to the back of Nina, before grabbing her by the hair and slamming her face into the ring apron. Savannah grabs Nina and attempts to send her into the ring post but Nina reverses it, causing Savannah to go into it, face-first. Nina rolls her back into the ring and slides in, quickly, going for the pin..)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: I thought maybe that shot into the ring post may have done it but Savannah’s still got her wits it seems!
Jesse Watson: Nice attempt but looks like Nina’s gonna have to go back to the drawing board.
(Nina gets Savannah up to her feet and sends her off into the corner. Nina comes charging in but Savannah gets a foot up, catching her in the mouth, sending her staggering backwards. Savannah jumps up to the second rope and as Nina turns around, she leaps off, going for “The Pounce” but Nina catches her with a double knee face buster. Nina then grabs a leg, putting her in a half crab before going down into a hangman’s clutch submission. Savannah tries to fight it off for as long as she can but she eventually taps out.)
Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via submission at the 11:33 mark of the match… Nina Stokes!
Roy Hardy: Savannah was going for that second rope spear that she calls “The Pounce” but Nina had it scouted and then locked Savannah into that “End Game EX” submission hold and got the win!
Jesse Watson: Wow, that came out of nowhere too! I didn’t see it coming and Savannah clearly didn’t either, made obvious by the fact that she just ate both of Nina’s knees.
Roy Hardy: I thought we were going to see the end of Nina there but she found a way to counter that spear attempt and she did so in a major way, picking up the victory here tonight against a VERY game Savannah.
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Pride & Honor Wrestling -
Ryan Kidd vs. Ricky Valero
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…
("Cinderella Man” by Eminem blasts throughout the arena. White and pink strobe lights flash as "Pretty" Ricky makes his appearance and stands through a cloud of fog turned to the side a bit and his arms out with a genuine smirk lightening his face.)
Randall Jobbs: From Staten Island, New York, weighing 227 pounds.. Ricky Valero!
(His manager Spencer Novak and bodyguard Aurora follow closely behind him as he makes his way down the entranceway. He circles the ring, before reaching the far corner. He slowly climbs up to the steps and leans his back against the ropes, bouncing a few times before hopping into the ring.
Ricky spins around in the center of the ring with his arms extended out, absorbing the sheer hatred the fans shower him with. He walks towards the ropes on the far side of the ring and simply smiles. The music slowly quiets down as Ricky turns and leans against the ropes closest to the entranceway, awaiting his opponent.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(The lights in the arena dies down as the crowd in the arena screams in anticipation. “Southtown“ by The Ghost Inside suddenly explodes through the PA system in sync to the pulsation of gold lights. We then suddenly see the entrance way being engulf with smoke. Amidst the smoke, we see a figure as the song blasts throughout the airwaves. After several seconds while the smoke starts to clear, the figure materializes and is revealed to be Ryan Kidd. He roars and pumps up the crowd.)
Randall Jobbs: Making his way to the ring… Weighing in at TWO HUNDRED and TWELVE POUNDS… From Los Angeles, California… Pro Wrestling’s Evil Knievel… RYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN… KIDD!!
(As the gold lights pulsation continues, he then strolls down to the ramp and slaps some hands of the fans ringside. He stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around the whole arena and raises his arm. He then continues walking making his way around the ring slapping some hands of the fans. He then stops in front of a steel steps and runs up to it stopping on the ring apron. He then climbs the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms and roars to pump up the crowd. He somersaults down from the turnbuckle and runs to the opposite corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He roars and raises his arms in the air to the delight of the fans. He then somersaults down from the turnbuckle and walks to the opposite side of the ring. He then leans on the ropes puts his foot on the bottom rope as he raises his arm ala Edge as the fans cheers him on. He then walks into his corner and does some warm up as he await’s the match.)
Roy Hardy: This was the very first match that was signed for PWP 14 and I’ve got no doubt that it’s gonna be a great one.
Jesse Watson: When you’ve got guys like this in the ring, there’s no question it’s gonna be special.
(The referee checks both competitors before backing up and ringing the bell. Ricky Valero charges at Ryan Kidd and connects with a vicious big boot to the face of his advisory. The force of the kick sends Ryan Kidd down to the canvas but he isn't down for long as Ricky Valero picks Ryan Kidd up off of the mat and delivers a nasty chop to Ryan Kidds chest that echoes around the arena before grabbing his arm and whipping Ryan Kidd towards the turnbuckle. Ryan Kidd thuds into the turnbuckle and Like a snake Ricky Valero follows close behind. Ricky Valero connects with a big splash in the corner before bouncing back out, Ryan Kidd comes out of his corner stumbling and Ricky quickly lifts him up on his shoulders and nails and Samoan Drop.)
Roy Hardy: Big Samoan Drop by Ricky Valero, there!
Jesse Watson: Valero starting this match off hot.
(Ryan Kidd tries to get up but Ricky Valero makes had other plans for him by grabbing him from the front and hitting an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Ricky Valero climbs the top rope and leaps off, going for a double foot stomp on Ryan Kidd but Ryan Kidd is just able to roll out of the way in time. Valero is quick recover and get back to his feet but by the time he turns around towards Ryan Kidd, he's met by a big boot of his own, which sends Valero crashing to the canvas.)
Roy Hardy: Oh man, Kidd rocked him with that kick.
Jesse Watson: I think I felt my teeth rattle from that one!
(Ryan Kids picks Ricky Valero up off of the mat and sets him up for a suplex, but just as he manages to get Ricky Valero up he is able to counter and land behind Ryan. Before Ryan can attempt to turn around, Valero rolls Kidd up with a schoolboy…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Close but Kidd kicks out.
(Kidd rolls through and gets back to his feet and takes Valero in a side headlock before taking him over and back down to the canvas. Valero grunts on impact and lets out a groan as Ryan grinds the hold in. The official checks Ricky’s shoulders and counts them down..)
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(Valero quick shoots his shoulder off the canvas, but Kidd grinds the hold in deeper. Valero hooks Ryan’s leg and rolls him back to cradle and pin him to the canvas…)
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Kickout!
(After the kickout, it was back into the grounded headlock. Valero attempts to push Kidd’s head back toward his legs, but the attempt is thwarted by Kidd wrenching on his neck. Ricky tries again to the same end, but the third time he is able to push Ryan’s head back and scissors it between his thighs.)
Roy Hardy: Both men are trying to wear the other one down, it seems.
Jesse Watson: The match has been taken to a slower pace. Lets see to who’s advantage it plays into.
(Kidd kips up and out of the leg scissors and Valero kips up to his feet as well, leaving the two to stare each other down. The two men circle again, but this time Valero charges in and Kidd is forced to duck and go behind his foe, wrapping his arms around Ricky’s waist before taking him off the canvas and back to it face first before locking another grounded headlock. Valero groans in frustration before grunting as Kidd grinds the hold in once again. The two work their way to their feet and Valero lifts his lighter adversary off his feet, but only for Ryan to wrench on the hold and force Ricky to drop him. Valero tries to shove Kidd off him, but the crafty Kidd keeps his grip.)
Roy Hardy: Kidd really has this hold locked in tight.
Jesse Watson: And it looks like he’s not looking to let go of it any time soon.
(The two slowly raise and as soon as Ricky is on his feet he slams his fist into the midsection of Kidd three times. Kidd gasps from shock and discomfort and Ricky darts towards the ropes, but is shadowed by Kidd. As Ricky turns to ricochet off the cables he is met by a knee to the midsection. Kidd sticks out his tongue, showing a little bit of cockiness and takes off towards the parallel set of ropes. Much like his more experienced foe Valero shadows the movements of Kidd and when Ryan turns he is met with a forearm to the face. Valero plays to the crowd for a moment before snapmaring Kidd and giving him a sharp kick to the spine. Kidd lets out a growl and quickly gets to his feet. Valero is stunned by the actions of his adversary and is taken by surprise as Kidd does the same thing to him, snapmare and kicking him hard between the shoulder blades.)
Jesse Watson: Daaaamn!
Roy Hardy: That kick echoing throughout the arena!
(Valero rolls to his knees and attempts to back away from Kidd, but Ryan follows. Valero scurries away, but it is seemingly a con to lower Kidds guard as he charges back, but takes a deep arm drag from the more experienced Kidd. Ryan brushes off his shoulder, but is quickly taken with an arm drag from the younger man. Valero lets out a laugh as he returns to his feet and darts towards the ropes, he springs to the middle and torques his body in midair to attempt a crossbody, but Kidd sidesteps him and watches as the mix styled competitor crashes to the canvas. Ryan follows up on the missed opportunity with a kick to the back as Valero rolls to his side. The look on Ricky’s face tells the story. Ryan quickly sits up Valero and follows with a series of elbows to the chest. The official is unable to decide whether or not it is an illegal tactic so lets it go, much to the chagrin of Valero. Ricky is finally able to block the attack and flips Kidd over him. The young man from Staten Island follows up with a quick Russian Legsweep and pin.)
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Kickout!
(As the two make their way to their feet Valera catches Kidd by the head and hits a swinging neckbreaker. Ricky follows with another pin attempt…)
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(Kidd quickly thumbs his foe in the eye as the two return to their feet once again and the official admonishes him for it. Kidd takes advantage of his foe’s temporary blindness and hits a kneeling facebuster before going for a pin attempt of his own…)
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(Kidd follows with a school boy roll up…)
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(Ryan goes for a suplex, but Valero rolls down his back and rolls him up with a sunset flip variation.)
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(Valero goes for a big roundhouse kick, but Kidd ducks. Kidd goes for a reverse elbow smash, but Valero rolling dodges it. Valero backs into the corner and signals for Kidd to bring his attack, but as Kidd comes in he is met with a boot to the face. Ricky attempts to go for a double underhook backbreaker, but Kidd is able to counter with a back body drop. Kidd laughs to himself before darting towards the ropes, but is met with an overhead belly to belly that sends him halfway across the ring.)
Roy Hardy: Wow, he sent him flying across the ring!
Jesse Watson: After that series of rapid pin attempts, I think these two are just trying anything to end this match!
(Ryan flips up and manages to land on his feet before running at Valero hitting a sick missile dropkick knocking Valero down. He kips back up and points toward the corner and starts to make the climb, facing the crowd. Valero crawls towards the ropes as Kidd slowly heads up. Ricky shakes the top rope as Ryan reaches it and Kidd drops on to the top turnbuckle hard. Valero slowly ascends with his rival for this match and hooks him in the Cobra Clutch again, looking to send Kidd to Hell with a top rope variation of his The Franchise, Cobra Clutch Suplex. The fans look on as the official counts for Valero to break the hold due to both men being in the corner.)
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(Valero drops back sending Kidd soaring through the air and the crowd lets out a shocked gasp.)
Roy Hardy: Kidd was drilled into the mat!
(Valero entangled his leg with the top rope which kept him from meeting the same fate as Ryan who lands in a heap on on the canvas. Valero frees his foot and crawls towards Kidd. He drapes an arm over his foe’s chest…)
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3!!!
Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 15:26 mark of the match.. Ricky Valero!!
Roy Hardy: After one hell of a competitive match up, Ricky Valero has come away with the impressive victory here tonight!
Jesse Watson: Valero has been very impressive, the few times we’ve seen him here in the PWP. And tonight, I think he made a statement.
Roy Hardy: Absolutely. Ryan Kidd is a great talent. And Ricky Valero was able to one up him here tonight. Great win for Valero.
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PWP Tag Team Championship
Tag Team Match
The Dick Kicking Kings vs. Super Mario Wrestling Brothers (c)
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is a tag team match that is scheduled for one fall… And it is for the PWP Tag Team Championship! Introducing first…
("Rockit" begins to play over the speakers as the SMWB step through the curtain to cheers from the crowd. After looking around at the crowd and nodding their heads in approval, as they start to make their way down to the ring.)
Randall Jobbs: From-
(Just then, before Randall can finish introducing them, Tanner Sands and Aries Armadaist come charging down and attacking Landon Knight and Max Powers from behind.)
Roy Hardy: What the hell is this!?
Jesse Watson: Look like The Dick Kicking Kings are trying to get a little early advantage!
Roy Hardy: Little? They’re straight up beating them down!
(Aries grabs Max and lifts him up, body slamming him onto the floor, while Tanner sends Landon into the guard rail, hard. Aries lands some hard kicks to both members of the Super Mario Wrestling Brothers, while Tanner marches down to the ring and grabs two steel chairs.)
Roy Hardy: This is ridiculous. What are these guys doing!?
Jesse Watson: Ensuring that they walk out with the titles is what it looks like to me.
(Tanner throws a chair to Aries and he catches it, as Tanner walks back over to where Landon is laying on the ground. Aries swings the chair down, cracking it across the back of Max, while Tanner does the same to Landon. The two men proceed to land several more chair shots before throwing them down.)
Roy Hardy: Hopefully they’re done… This is disgusting.
Jesse Watson: You know how it is when gold is on the line. Anything goes.
Roy Hardy: This is crossing the line though. There’s no way that either Landon or Max will be able to fight back now.
Jesse Watson: That’s the point.
(Aries gets Landon up and holds him up. Tanner then lands a hard kick between the legs, sending Landon back to the ground in even more pain. Tanner then lifts Max up and Aries does the same, landing a hard kick to the groin.)
Jesse Watson: Tanner and Aries showing why they are the kings of dick kicking!
Roy Hardy: This is despicable. I can’t believe you find amusement out of this.
(Tanner and Aries grab Landon and roll him into the ring, getting in right behind him. Aries gets down and pins Landon as Tanner grabs the ref by the collar and starts screaming.)
Tanner Sands: RING THE FUCKING BELL AND MAKE THE FUCKING PIN!!
(The ref rings the bell and quickly drops down…)
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3!!!!
Roy Hardy: I don’t believe this..
Randall Jobbs: Winners of this match, via-
??: No, no, no, no. I don’t think so.
(Tanner and Aries look up towards the entrance and it’s PWP owner Josh Duncan.)
Josh Duncan: Mr. Jobbs, don’t finish that sentence. Tanner and Aries, I can tell that you’re pretty proud of yourselves. But this isn’t happening. Maybe in some places you would get away with that but not here in the PWP. That’s not how we do things. So I’m here by declaring this match null and void. You do NOT win the PWP Tag Team Championships!
(The fans cheer as Tanner and Aries are irate.)
Josh Duncan: These fans wanted to see you two and The Super Mario Wrestling Brothers compete in a Tag Team Championship contest and they’re going to get it, one way or the other. So at the PWP show in March, it will be a rematch between you two and SMWB. And this time… It’s going to be in a Ladder Match!!
(The fans go crazy again for the announcement, as Aries and Tanner continue to go ballistic. Josh Duncan smiles before making his exit, leaving Aries and Tanner beside themselves.)
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Main Event
PWP Heavyweight Championship
Triple Threat Match
Jackson vs. Chris Night vs. Brandon Banks (c)
Randall Jobbs: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… And is a triple threat match for the PWP Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger…
(The lights dim, heavy mist filling the ramp as strobe lights begin to pulse slowly. A steady bass throb begins, growing in volume, sounding much like a heartbeat. A single gunshot shatters the silence, followed by mocking laughter and Jackson's voice hurling insults before the music skips, and then the sounds of "Lies" by Evanescence filters through the speakers. Dark red strobes pulsate on the entrance-way; illuminated in the shadows are the unmistakable silhouettes of a man and a woman. The pair step forward as a shower of red and indigo pyrotechnics rain down over them.)
Randall Jobbs: From Reno, Nevada, weighing in at 213 pounds… Jackson!
(Jackson pauses at the top of the ramp, bathed in sparks as he turns towards his wife, the radiant Lyv Jackson and holds out his hand to her. She takes it and he pulls her close, grabbing the back of her thigh as he kisses her deeply. She smirks and leans her head against his chest as he releases the embrace and begins walking with her towards the ring, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. He circles the ring once, his eyes steady, a look of angry concentration on his face, before ascending the ring steps. Once there he holds out his trusty baseball bat to his girl and waits while she takes it before climbing between the ropes. Lyv flashes her husband a devilish smile, puts her hand to her lips, and mimes blowing Jackson a kiss for luck. He snatches it from the air and mimes placing it in his pocket before stalking towards the center of the ring. Jackson stands there, his head thrown back in a triumphant roar as the music comes to a grinding halt, cut off with a squeal of feedback.)
Randall Jobbs: And his opponent…
(The lights darken and red pyro suddenly comes out of the entrance way and the lighting turns red, as "The Pretender" by Foo Fighters hits, and out walks Chris Night with Kelly Fury by his side. Chris raises his hands up in the air, as the fans begin to cheer him on.)
Randall Jobbs: Also the challenger, from San Bernadino, California, weighing in at 200 pounds… Chris Night!
(Chris Night then runs down the entrance way and slides into the ring as Kelly follows behind, slapping the hands of the front row fans. Chrise then jumps up onto the very top of the turnbuckle and raises his hands. Chris then back flips off the top, and lands on the apron on his feet as red pyro explodes out of all four turnbuckles.)
Randall Jobbs: And their 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 Simba" 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. Lyle Risky is then seen stepping into the scene with a smile across his face and a smile on his. As the music plays in the background he lifts the microphone up to his lips to address the crowd.)
Lyle Risky: Ladies and Gentlemen. Boys and Girls. Welcome! As you will witness the return of the slayer of many. PDW’s last credible Prodigy Champion. The man of the people. The people’s man. The baker’s man. The man that can. THE GATE KEEPAH... BRRRAAAANNNDOOONNNN BAAAAAAAANKSSSSS!
"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!"
(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 ring. As Banks gets to ringside, Night hit’s the ropes and charges, flying through the second rope and hitting Banks with a suicide dive.)
Roy Hardy: Chris Night not giving the champ the time to get into the ring and this thing is under way!
Jesse Watson: I like the aggression we’re seeing from Night! He’s showing balls and showing he wants that title!
(Night gets Banks up and the two men start to brawl, exchanging shots. Jackson looks around and gets a look on his face. He then hit’s the ropes and starts running towards Night’s and Bank’s direction.)
Jesse Watson: Are you kidding me?! Jackson is gonna take to the air?!?!
(Jackson stops as he gets to the ropes and flips the fans off, smirking and pointing to his head.)
Roy Hardy: Well that was classy.
(Jackson got out onto the ring apron and then jumped down, landing an ax handle smash across the back of Chris Night. Banks goes to throw a right hand but Jackson blocks it and then grabs Banks, slamming his face into the steel ring post.)
Roy Hardy: Keep in mind folks, this is triple threat rules, which means there are no rules.
Jesse Watson: This is gonna be great! Three guys doing anything and everything it takes to win the top prize in the company.
(With Banks leaned back against the ring post, Jackson lands a hard European uppercut. Brandon comes back with a kick to the midsection but Jackson retaliates with another uppercut. Jackson brings him away from the steel post and then slams Banks’ face into the ring apron. Night comes over and levels Jackson with a hard chop to the chest and then gives on to Banks. Banks comes back and hit’s a chop to Jackson and then one on Night.)
Jesse Watson: Chops for everyone!
Roy Hardy: And man are the laying into them HARD.
(While Brandon is distracted with Jackson, Night hits him with a kick to the stomach and then rolls him into the ring. Night climbs to the ring apron and then slingshots himself over the top rope, landing a leg drop. Jackson climbs into the ring and then drops a big elbow drop into the chest of Banks.)
Roy Hardy: I don’t know if it’s intentional or not but it seems like the two challengers are taking the champ out of it in the early going.
Jesse Watson: They may not be working together, per say, but I certainly think they know what they’re doing.
(Night then hit’s the ropes and lands a knee drop, looking at Jackson the entire time he did it.)
Roy Hardy: That look that Chris is giving Jackson is giving off a “I’ll top anything you can do” vibe to me.
Jesse Watson: I’m inclined to agree. There is some serious tension in there.
(Jackson then hit’s the ropes and goes for a leg drop but Brandon moves out of the way. He gets up and lands a hard kick to the mouth of Jackson, sending him rolling away into the corner. Night comes in at Banks and Brandon catches him with an elbow to the mouth before hitting him with a spinning back kick to the midsection. Banks then hit’s the ropes and catches him with a hard knee to the side of the head. Jackson is back to his feet and rushes in, landing a hard blow to the back of Banks. He grabs Brandon and sends him off into the ropes and as Brandon comes off the ropes, Jackson catches him with a gorilla press, holding him up in the air before dropping him and landing a punch to the gut as he drops him. Jackson then goes for a pin..)
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(Night lands a kick to the back of Jackson’s head, breaking up the count.)
Roy Hardy: I don’t know if that would have been it for Brandon Banks but good job by Chris Night ensuring that it wasn’t by breaking up the pin attempt.
Jesse Watson: You can never be too careful in a match like this.
Roy Hardy: You really can’t. Not with the PWP Heavyweight Championship on the line.
(As Jackson gets to his feet, Night lands several hard forearms, pushing Jackson back into the corner. Night then lands several hard kicks to the chest. He runs back, looking to go to the center of the ring but as he turns around and runs, Banks gets to his feet and catches Night with a dropkick. Brandon then charges in, jumping up onto the second rope and landing a hard knee to the mouth of Jackson. Brandon backs away from the corner and as Jackson staggers out, Brandon connects with the “buzzkiller.”)
Roy Hardy: Pele kick out of nowhere!
(Brandon goes for the pin…)
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(Night dives and breaks it up with an ax handle to the back of Brandon.)
Jesse Watson: And Night saves the match once again!
(Chris gets Brandon up to his feet and sends him off into the ropes. As Banks comes off of the ropes, Night leaps up and catches him with a hurricanrana that also sends Banks crashing down onto Jackson’s midsection with a senton.)
Roy Hardy: Great move by Chris Night, not only to catch Brandon with that but to get some damage in on Jackson at the same time!
(Chris goes over and goes for a pin on Jackson..)
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(Banks lands a hard forearm to the back of Night’s head, breaking the pin.)
Jesse Watson: Brandon, potentially, saving his title right there.
Roy Hardy: Yeah, Brandon has to keep his head on a swivel. He can lose that title without even being part of the decision.
(Brandon pulls Night up and delivers several hard chops to the chest before sending Chris Night over into the corner. Banks charges in but Chris gets a foot up, catching Brandon in the mouth. Chris climbs up to the top rope, prepping to jump off at Banks but Jackson dives at the ropes, shaking them and making Night lose his balance and crotching him on the top rope.)
Roy Hardy: Bad landing there for Chris Night.
Jesse Watson: Looks like Kelly Fury ain’t getting any lovin’ tonight.
Roy Hardy: Oh God, stop.
(Banks comes back, climbing up onto the 2nd rope, trying to take advantage of Jackson’s damage, hooking Night for a superplex but Banks blocks it. Brandon lands several hard shots to the ribs, trying to get Chris to let go of his grip on the top rope. Jackson comes from behind Banks, landing several hard clubbing shots to the back. Jackson positions himself under Banks and then pulls him down, Banks bringing Night with him and as Jackson power bombs Banks off of the ropes, Banks holds onto Night and superplexes him at the same time. Jackson folds Banks up and goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Jackson quickly goes over to Night and hooks his leg for a pin…)
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Kickout!
Roy Hardy: Jackson trying his hand at pinning both men but neither of them are out of it yet!
Jesse Watson: Jackson is in fantastic position right now. Both of his opponents are hurt.
(Jackson turns Night over onto his stomach and then locks him into a crossface submission hold. Chris Night is doing his best not to tap out as we see Banks start to stir, rolling out of the ring. He reaches under the ring apron and grabs a bottle of Gatorade. He takes a big drink out of it, throwing the rest of the bottle into the crowd, quickly rolling into the ring. He stays on his stomach, getting eye level with Jackson before spitting the mouthful of Gatorade into Jackson’s face, causing him to break the submission hold.)
Jesse Watson: That’s a unique way to stop a submission!
Roy Hardy: He’s setting up for something here.. Jackson’s about to go from angry to in pain.
(Jackson, rapidly swiping at his face trying to wipe the Gatorade out of his eyes and off his face, gets to his knees. As he does, Banks hits him with a buzzsaw kick.)
Roy Hardy: Buzzsaw by Banks!
(Brandon goes for the pin..)
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Kickout!
(Banks brings Jackson to his feet, nailing him with some hard forearm shots to the mouth. Banks then hit’s the ropes but as he comes off of them, Jackson catches him with a hard clothesline. Night gets back to his feet and spins Jackson around, catching him with the “Lights Out” but Jackson quickly rolls to the outside.)
Roy Hardy: Chris Night hit him with that cutter but Jackson, wisely, rolling out of the ring.
Jesse Watson: Great veteran move there by Jackson, taking himself out of a sure fire pinning position.
(As Chris Night goes over to the ropes, looking at Jackson, Banks comes up from behind Night and catches him with a school boy…)
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Kickout at 2 ½!!
Roy Hardy: Night didn’t see that one coming!
Jesse Watson: Jackson is out of the ring right now. He needs to keep focused on the guy that IS in the ring. He almost just lost this match because he lost focus.
Roy Hardy: While that’s true, he can’t just ignore Jackson. You said it yourself, earlier, you don’t even have to be part of the decision to lose this match. He needs to keep an eye on Jackson, in or out of the ring.
(Both Banks and Night fight to their feet and Banks goes to throw a kick to the midsection but Chris catches the foot and hit’s a step over spinning kick. Chris then hit’s the ropes and connects with a rolling thunder. Before he has a chance to make a pin attempt, Jackson reaches in and grabs Night by the foot and pulls him out of the ring. Jackson then drills Night with a chair shot to the head.)
Roy Hardy: A sickening shot by Jackson, with that chair!
Jesse Watson: And it’s all legal! What a shot!
Roy Hardy: Chris Night may be out cold.
(Jackson slides into the ring and as Banks gets to his feet, Jackson swings at him with a clothesline but Banks ducks it. Jackson turns around and as he does, Banks goes for the “Bankshot” super kick but Jackson is able to evade it as well. Brandon turns around and Jackson lands a sucker punch to the mouth before drilling him with a kick to the stomach and lifting him up, looking to go for “Lorem Ipsum” but Banks slides out of his grasp, landing on his feet behind him. Banks grabs both arms looking for a backslide pinning attempt but Jackson blocks it, re-hooks the arms and then drives Brandon into the mat with “Something Wicked.” Jackson turns Banks over and hooks the leg for a pin…)
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Randall Jobbs: Winner of this match, via pinfall at the 18:44 mark of the match… And NEW PWP Heavyweight Champion… Jackson!!
Jesse Watson: New champion! We’ve got a new champion!
Roy Hardy: Yes we do and his name is Brad Jackson! Wow, what an ending to that match up!
Jesse Watson: Jackson took Night out of the game with that chair shot and then he and Banks were trading counters, like a chess game.
Roy Hardy: That’s exactly what happened. Unfortunately for the, now former champion, Jackson was able to land the checkmate move.
Jesse Watson: Jackson has been nothing short of incredible since debuting in the PWP and now all of it’s paid off. I’ll be straight with you, I’m not surprised to see this man holding that hunk of gold.
Roy Hardy: There is no denying that Jackson is an amazing wrestler. And he has a list of accolades a mile long. This man is for real. But the same can be said about the man he just took the title from, Brandon Banks, as well. And Chris Night for that matter. All three of these men are legit.
Jesse Watson: Maybe so. But Jackson showed that, at least on this night, he was one step above them.
Roy Hardy: He’s the holder of the PWP Heavyweight Championship, now. So I can’t argue with that. Ladies and gentlemen, that’s all of the time we have tonight. What a hellacious show we had. And next month it’s going to be even more hellacious, as we will have a one night tournament with 16 of the best female wrestlers on the planet, as they compete to become Queen of the Death Match! That will be a historic event so you can’t miss that one! As always, I’m Roy Hardy, for my partner Jesse Watson and everyone here at the PWP, thank you for spending your Saturday night with us. We enjoyed your company, as I hope you enjoyed ours. Goodnight and see you again next month!